The Warder's Dragon
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Viola Grace
ISBN :978-1-55410-630-1
Page :87
Word Count :21750
Publication Date :2011-06-19
Series : Warders#2
Heat Level :
Available Formats : The Warder's Dragon (pdf) , The Warder's Dragon (prc) , The Warder's Dragon (epub) , The Warder's Dragon (mobi)
Category : Erotic Romance , Fantasy Romance , Romance
- Product Code: 978-1-55410-630-1
-
$2.40
Take one hot, sexy dragon and a strong-minded Warder, and you have a story that breaths passion… In the magical land of Realm, where dragons and Djinns take human form, Anryn is being hunted by a demon…a demon bent on her destruction. Decklyn, a dragon who can take human form, is slated to protect her. Things quickly heat up between Anryn and the hot, devastatingly attractive Decklyn… and not only in the bedroom. Against Decklyn’s counsel, Anryn is determined to fight the demon on her own terms, possibly putting her life in danger in the process. Decklyn, unable to talk her out of it, must go along with her plan, and confront the demon in order to save his mate. The forces of sizzling sex, scorching love, and a formidable foe entwine to make The Warder’s Dragon one HOT love story.
Relaxed Realms specialized in non-human clients. It took a certain amount of strength to work on supernatural creatures.
“You are the massage therapist?” His brow rose in astonishment. She was tall, slender and looked incapable of applying the necessary force to engage in therapeutic massage. Her olive skin made her look Mediterranean at first glance, the dryad was only there if you knew to look for it.
“Yep. You would be Mr. Ringler?”
“Yes.”
“Please remove your clothing and lie face down on the table. If you like, I can leave the room for a few minutes.” She turned to prepare the second sheet, then saw him unbuttoning his shirt with a lack of concern.
“I am fine with it if you are.” The challenge was obvious. He was quite an impressive specimen, and as he removed his clothing, she found that he was older than he looked.
With a dragon, you could tell the age by their bodies. He bore a series of scars that she acknowledged as territory dispute markings. The claws of another dragon had plowed through his golden skin. His hair was quite long, hanging below his shoulders within the confines of a strip of leather. It was a rich chestnut which contrasted starkly with his golden eyes. When he undid his pants, she watched with interest.