KISS ACROSS TIME (Kiss Across Time: Book 1)
A Vampire Menage Time Travel Romance
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EXCERPT FROM KISS ACROSS TIME
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2013
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Advisory: Excerpt contains frank sexual language.
The bathroom door opened and Brody Gallagher stepped out, wrapping a silky-looking bathrobe around him. He halted when he saw her, his eyes narrowing.
“It was you,” he said flatly.
Her heart squeezed. It was him. Breandán. In the vision, dream, whatever it was that she’d had when this Brody had kissed her. Long hair and everything.
“You even have a scar on your chest,” she said and lifted her hand to touch, just under her own left breast. “Just like Breandán did.”
His eyes widened. “Jesus,” he breathed, staring at her. After a second or two he stirred. “I guess I don’t have to ask if you experienced what I did out there, then.”
She licked her lips. “That isn’t…usual, then?”
He gave a low laugh. “God, no!” He came toward her and stopped just in front of her. He lifted a hand to her face but hesitated just before he touched it. “May I?”
She appreciated his sensitivity. “Yes.”
His thumb stroked her cheekbone. “Your name is not really Toiréasa, is it?” His voice was low.
She shivered. He’d been there. He’d really been there with her.
“Taylor,” she said.
“I want to kiss you again, Taylor. I want to see what happens this time.”
She focused on his full lips and she remembered him sliding his cock into her. Even though it had been a dream or a vision, or whatever it had been, she recalled it like it had actually happened. She could feel it. Her clit throbbed.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Curiously, she believed him. She nodded.
His mouth touched hers hesitantly and she knew there was a pocket of fear in him, too. That made her believe, more than anything, that this…whatever it was…was just as strange and weird for him, too.
Then his lips grew firmer. More demanding. His tongue thrust into her mouth.
Taylor forgot about visions and daydreams and simply enjoyed the kiss. Brody was a damn fine kisser and she hadn’t been kissed like this in a long, long time. She threw herself into the kiss, letting herself be seduced by its power. She pressed up against him, enjoying the pleasure of simply being held by a man, the scent of a man. She wound her arms about his neck and rubbed herself against him with a soft little moan.
He gasped and lifted his head up, looking at her. “No visions,” he said softly. “But both of us experienced it, the first time.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Then she realized that she was draped against him like she was a willing participant.
Worse, his cock was beating between them, signaling his arousal in the most obvious way.
She tried to stand up but he held her still. “Wait,” he said. “There’s no rush, is there?” His hand was stroking the back of her thigh, making it quiver.
“I have to go home.” She tried to make it sound convincing. But she really wanted to stay right where she was and continue kissing him.
She had no idea who he was beyond his name and profession. But she already knew what his cock looked like and what it felt like to fuck him. If the vision they had shared had any sort of truth in it, he had loved her once.
Before she had been fired two days ago, Taylor had been within half an inch of being a tenured history professor. She hadn’t believed in past lives and all that sort of bullshit. But right now she was willing to grasp it in order to give herself enough justification to fuck the brains out of this man because kissing him felt so damn good. But that wouldn’t make her feel any better tomorrow morning.
She bit her lip. “I can’t stay,” she said regretfully. “I would love to. I would. But that isn’t a good enough reason.”
Brody held up his hand. “Before you go,” he said. “Would you do me one small favor?”
She stepped away from him. “It depends.”
“I want you to kiss my friend. I want to see if it…this…whatever it is when we kissed the first time…I want to see if it works on him.”
Taylor laughed. “Why on earth would it?” Then something in Brody’s expression registered on her. “Oh…he’s your lover, isn’t he?”
Brody lifted a brow.
“A very long-term lover,” Taylor concluded with growing wonder. She tilted her head to study him. “What is his name?”
“Most people call me Veris, because they can’t pronounce my real name.”
She whirled around to face the voice.
He was sitting on the arm of the chair where the suit jacket had been a few moments before. Blond hair, blue eyes, six foot two inches of self-assured, very broad-shouldered male.
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WARNING: This book contains two hot, sexy alpha heroes, frequent, explicit and frank sex scenes and sexual language. It includes heart-stopping sexual scenes between the aforementioned sexy heroes, menage scenes, and anal sex. Do not proceed beyond this point if hot love scenes offend you.
No vampires were harmed in the making of this novel.
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