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One Kindle Fire–Donated by Blushing Books!
One $75 Gift Card to Amazon (or Barnes and Noble)–Donated by Jane!
One $25 Starbucks Gift Card–Donated by Sue Lyndon!
One $25 Gift Card to Blushing Books–Donated by Patty Devlin!
One $25 Gift Card to Loose Id–Donated by Cara Bristol!
Amelie Laurent of my paranormal romance, Love Entwined has love on the brain:
Love Entwined Excerpt:
‘Do not be afraid of love.’ He pulled the robe from her shoulders. It swished to the floor in a whisper of silk.
She should protest; she did not know him. Instead, she sighed with the cool night air against her bare breast.
Warm hands drew her close, a comfort as much as a command. When he wrapped his arms around her, the bedroom walls fell away. She smelled the sea and the wind whipped around them.
She dug her fingers into his back and remembered…the way he nipped her neck when he sank into her; his deep, satisfied grunt when she clung to him; how he pinned her down, holding back the release until she would die if he didn’t let her come right now…
She did know him. He was her Commandant. She molded herself against him and his chin dipped to rest on her head.
When he pulled back, a thick, black curl winged away from his forehead. Full lips curled into dimples and moonlight shone in his eyes. ‘My love.’
She rubbed her nipples into the curls sprinkled across his chest and finally, he lifted her and laid her down on the water’s surface. His body, all hard planes and angles, pushed her down. She wrapped her legs around him atop a swelling wave.
He murmured approval as he cupped her buttocks, lifted her hips and drove into her all in one deft motion.
‘We are one.’ He said against the column of her throat as he rammed into her.
The night rose and fell on her sighs.
He impaled her, took her breath away as she clung to him in the ocean spray. Their limbs slammed together as he tossed her about on a wild ride. The dark waves crested, carrying them away as the night shattered …
Amelie kept her eyes closed and licked her lips. It felt real; he felt real. Too soon, consciousness chased her fantasy away.
She sat up, staring across the bedroom at the pre-dawn outside her window. She turned on the bedside lamp and a golden halo sprayed the room. “Just a dream.”
Her nipples still tingled in arousal. She pulled off the chemise.
He stood outside her bedroom window, watching her, his square jaw slack with need. His tanned skin glowed in lamplight…
Amelie pulled the chemise to her breast and turned off the lamp. She got out of bed and crept across the room. She stood as close as she dared to the cool glass pane.
He was gone.
Don’t be ridiculous. Of course, he had never been there, couldn’t have been there. The dream had shaken her up.
She watched the purple sky lighten to pink as the sun climbed above the wintry clouds.
In the dream she had known him, but the memory eluded her now. It faded from her consciousness as quickly as the street lamps winked out over Central Park thirty-six stories below.