Paravel, #3
by Brianna Hale
Release Date: February 24th 2021
Cover Design: Untold Designs
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
I bled and struggled in darkness to place King Anson on the throne, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him there. I’ve never asked for anything in return. I don’t want recognition. I don’t need thanks.
But the moment I lay eyes on her, I want Sachelle Balzac.
A family calamity has Sachelle neck-deep in trouble that goes all the way to the top. I’m the only one who can keep her secret safe, but my protection comes with a price.
I want everything from Sachelle, and I’m going to get it any way I can. She says it’s blackmail. I say seduction.
Either way, I win.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the third book in the Paravel series. They are intended to be read in order.
Mr. Rasmussen reaches over and slams the emergency stop button, and the elevator shudders to a halt.
My heart thumps in panic. "What are you doing?"
"Snatching a few moments with the most beautiful woman in Paravel. Your pussy tasted so sweet the other night. Did you finish what we started?"
He plants fierce kisses by my ear. "I’m sorry I had to leave you. You must have been so. Very. Needy."
I run my hands up his chest to push him away and flames ignite in my palms. I open my mouth to tell him to move back, and he kisses me. A man like him shouldn’t kiss like this, with so much sensitivity and control. He’s teases my reaction from my lips with his tongue and mouth.
There’s a crackle, and then a tinny voice comes over the speaker. "This is Findley Elevator Management. Do you have an emergency?"
Rasmussen breaks the kiss and says against my mouth. "No, we’re great."
We’re not great. We’re stupid. Especially me.
There’s a hesitation, and the voice asks, "Sir, did you push the emergency stop button?’
Mr. Rasmussen gathers my ass into his hands and pulls me flush against him. The thick line of his cock presses against my hip and stomach, and I moan.
"Shh, little fox. They’ll hear you."
My heart thumps in panic. "What are you doing?"
"Snatching a few moments with the most beautiful woman in Paravel. Your pussy tasted so sweet the other night. Did you finish what we started?"
He plants fierce kisses by my ear. "I’m sorry I had to leave you. You must have been so. Very. Needy."
I run my hands up his chest to push him away and flames ignite in my palms. I open my mouth to tell him to move back, and he kisses me. A man like him shouldn’t kiss like this, with so much sensitivity and control. He’s teases my reaction from my lips with his tongue and mouth.
There’s a crackle, and then a tinny voice comes over the speaker. "This is Findley Elevator Management. Do you have an emergency?"
Rasmussen breaks the kiss and says against my mouth. "No, we’re great."
We’re not great. We’re stupid. Especially me.
There’s a hesitation, and the voice asks, "Sir, did you push the emergency stop button?’
Mr. Rasmussen gathers my ass into his hands and pulls me flush against him. The thick line of his cock presses against my hip and stomach, and I moan.
"Shh, little fox. They’ll hear you."
There’s nothing Brianna Hale likes more than a large, stern alpha male with a super-protective and caring streak, and when she’s not writing about them she can usually be found with a book, a cocktail, planning her next trip to a beautiful location or attending the theatre. She believes that pink and empowerment aren’t mutually exclusive, and everyday adventures are possible. Brianna lives in London.
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