Title: Awakening Kiss
Series: Watcher's Kiss #4
Author: Sharon Kay
Genre: Adult, PNR Romance
Published: September 13, 2016
Series: Watcher's Kiss #4
Author: Sharon Kay
Genre: Adult, PNR Romance
Published: September 13, 2016

![]() Cooking up sweet new pastry creations is Enzaās dream job. Kitchen appliances never fail her, unlike every computer sheās ever touched. Her fledging baking business is doing well, yet as streetlights flicker with her changing mood, she canāt shake the feeling that sheās different from everyone else. But life as a regular Chicago girl is all sheās ever knownā¦until one hot summer night. Violence threatens both of them when her world collides with Rhysās in a dark city alley. As a raw and formidable ability awakens in her mind, she becomes targeted by the last person she expects. Drawn to his sweet baker with a pull he canāt deny, Rhys vows to protect herāno matter the consequences that will change their lives forever. |





After a few minutes, they reached a split that made two branches. āItās up ahead on the left,ā Rhys murmured, and pulled her to the right hand tunnel.
āThen why are weāā
He extinguished his fire and crowded her against the cool concrete wall. āRemember what I said about scents?ā
Enzaās breath hitched and her heartrate sped up. āYes,ā she whispered, breathy. āTouch?ā
He leaned down to nuzzle her neck, and in the complete blackness her pulse beat a wild rhythm clear to his eyes. His hands moved to her hips. āYes, bella. We walk in there, it needs to be crystal clear that weāre together, or the attention wonāt stop.ā
āAttention?ā She laid her hands on his chest like she had before.
āTouches, kisses, getting too close. Arms around us, invitations for sexā¦hell, youāll probably see it happening to others in there.ā He inhaled her sweet scent, wishing their best lead on information didnāt lead them into a group of sex-seeking creatures. āBut no one touches you or theyāll be sorry.ā Slowly, he skimmed one hand up her side, to the bare skin of her bicep.
She shivered, and a trail of goosebumps stood out on her arm. He repeated the process on her other side, and a tiny moan escaped her lips. He framed her face in his hands, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs. For tonight, she was his. Maybe they were just playing roles, but damn if it was the most natural thing heād ever had to play at.
And maybe that thought should have made him pause, but any hesitation was derailed by a new, intense, protective desire to show those wolves she was off limits.
āMmm.ā She closed her eyes and leaned forward, curling her fingers into his T-shirt.
āI want your neck, baby.ā He stroked one finger down from her ear to her throat, eliciting another shiver from her.
Her head dropped to the side, giving him full access to her dewy, tantalizing skin. He brushed his lips across her collarbone and sucked at the spot where her shoulder started, inhaling her scent like it was oxygen.
Her arms went up and linked behind his neck. She wiggled close, rubbing her body against him. He groaned at her soft curves, remembering exactly how firm she felt in his hands. Blood surged to his cock and he dotted kisses along her throat, lingering below her ear. A spot he already knew she liked.
She whimpered and raked her fingernails through his hair. Tingles shot from her nails to his dick, making him flex into her. He switched to the other side of her jawline, kissing and nibbling along her skin, ensuring anyone who dared get that close would smell him on her.
āRhysā¦ā she moaned, lifting her head and scratching him again.
Without hesitation he slid a hand into her hair and gripped. Then forcing slowness, if only not to maul her, he held her still while he lowered his mouth to hers.






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