One moment he’d seemed almost angry and now, she wasn’t sure what this was. “It’s not a matter of trust. I—” He caught the back of her hair and turned her head until their gazes locked. Despite the firmness of his hold, he wasn’t hurting her, just denying her need to escape. “Yes or no.
A tingle dropped down her spine as his mouth fit to hers. His tongue eased forward, pushing his taste into her mouth. She curled her tongue around his and allowed her instincts to do the rest. He tasted fresh, like rain-soaked mountain air. She took the kiss deeper, exploring his mouth with her tongue as
Copyright © 2016 Cyndi Friberg “If you want to stay, I’ll go to my suite. It’s obvious you’re trying to avoid me.” The hurt in her eyes made him feel like a heartless jerk. “I’m not trying to avoid you.” Yet that was exactly why he’d refused to stay. “Really?” She walked toward him, hips
Copyright © 2015 Cyndi Friberg “Are you on the list?” She tried to sound casual but her heart was beating so fast she was afraid he’d hear it. He caught a lock of her hair, but this time he wrapped it around his finger until his hand hovered near her face. “Would that please you?”
Marisol doesn’t want a mate. Can Rogar keep her alive long enough to change her mind? Copyright © 2021 Cyndi Friberg Drugged by a combination of shuttle-lag and stress, Marisol fell asleep almost immediately. Her sleep was anything but restful, however. She tossed and turned, shifting from her side to her stomach and finally her
