Dark Embrace by Lexxie Couper
Should she kill him? Seduce him? Or both?
A Principatus story.
As an ex-succubus granted her soul by the Highest of Powers, Inari Chayse has spent the twenty years since her “rebirth” channeling her voracious sexual energy into kicking the asses of all malevolent paranormal beings.
Torn between the sex demon she was and the demon assassin she has become, she has no intention of complicating her life further. But when the vampire who pleasures her dreams walks into her paranormal strip club—and takes complete, humiliating command of her body—complicated doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Fifty years ago, Ezryn Navarr abdicated his trueborn throne to spare his people a bloody destruction. He never expected to find himself in a Sydney strip club, buried in the deliciously sensual body of the very divine assassin he’s been commanded to kill. The bigger surprise? Inari awakens something he thought long dead. His humanity.
As their tormented desires intertwine with a centuries-old battle of blood and power, redemption seems as unobtainable as love. The backlash will rock the entire vampire race, leading to their salvation…or their deaths.
Herein lie dark lusts, dark deeds, dark desires, no-holds-barred passion, an ass-kicking succubus and a vampire to make your blood burn…
The deep voice, smooth and yet at the same time gravelly, slipped into her right ear. She spun around and locked her stare on that very master vampire walking silently beside her. Her heart slammed up into her throat and she gasped, her eyes growing wide. “How did you—?” Her pussy fluttered, an eager throb that almost made her catch her step.
He chuckled, the sound just as low and gravelly as his voice. “Not sure, really. I thought of your delicious flesh, your honeyed cream, and I knew where to go.”
Heat flooded Inari’s face. Liquid heat flooded her sex. She jerked her stare from his ink-black eyes and hurried her stride. “Aren’t you clever,” she snarled, ignoring the licentious ache between her thighs. “Now go away.”
The vampire chuckled again. The wicked sound sent a ripple up Inari’s spine. “You are an enigma, Inari Chayse. The last Principatus I came face to face with tried to destroy me.”
Inari shot him a sideward glance. “What? You practically rape them in a strip club too?”
His black eyes glinted red. The muscles in his jaw bunched. “We both know what occurred between us in the Pleasure Pussy was mutually consensual. Do I need remind you the very title that fell from your lips?”
The shameful word whispered in Inari’s head, and her feet stumbled beneath her.
Before she could right herself, the vamp curled his strong hand around her upper arm, bringing her to a halt. She turned to glare at him, the urge to smash her fist into his face almost as powerful as the urge to press her body to his. Was he the one she’d sensed? And if so, why wasn’t her neck on fire now? He was touching her, for God’s sake. You couldn’t get much closer than that.
Yes, you can.
The soft whisper in her mind was entirely her own voice, ripe with suggestive promise.
“Why are you following me?” she demanded. “Haven’t you got some emo-packed rave to be worshipped at?”
“I’m not following you.”
“So, what? You just picked a random spot in Sydney to visit and it happened to be right beside me?”
He gave her a half smile. “Interestingly enough, that’s exactly what happened.”
She narrowed her glare.
“I told you,” he went on, his fingers cool on her arm, “I thought of you…all of you…and knew where to go.”
Inari’s pulse thumped in her neck, the emphasis of the word all not wasted on her. “I can tell you where to go,”
His answering laugh was easygoing. Relaxed. “Yeah, I bet you could.”
“So if you’re not following me, why did you think of me?”
The question, meant to be innocuously insulting, made Inari’s sex flutter, and she pulled in a sharp breath. She did not want to be aroused by this bloodsucker. She really, really didn’t.
“Let me go,” she snapped, tugging at his grip. “And fuck off.”
Refusing her request, he studied her, eyes black once again. “I find you fascinating, Inari Chayse.”
Inari’s already rapid pulse thumped faster. “I find you annoying.”
He chuckled, his fingers curling firmer. “No, you don’t.”
The sides of his mouth curled. A little. “Do all assassins of the Principatus order have such filthy mouths?”
She glared at him some more. “No. Now fuck. Off.”
He laughed again and Inari bit back a groan. There wasn’t a smug, snide or malevolent note to it. It was an infectious laugh, unlike any she’d heard before from a bloodsucker. Every other vamp she’d heard laugh sounded like they were auditioning for the role of arch villain in a James Bond film. His laugh, though, was completely relaxed and honest. It worried her. Not because he was laughing at her, but because it made her want to laugh too. By the Powers, what was wrong with her?
Maybe it has something to do with the fact you’ve dreamt about him for what feels like your entire Principatus existence?
She snarled. Maybe it had something to do with the fact she was insane?
Yeah. That had to be it.
Q: Tell our readers why you think they’ll enjoy Dark Embrace
A: It’s about a celebate succubus asigned by God to hunt and destroy malevolent paranormal beings bound by blood to the ruler of the vampire race. Added to that, it’s witty, tense, highly erotic and emotionally charged. Oh, and there’s a mischievous ghost trying to play match-maker and an Aussie vampire who surfs during the day.
Q: You may have noticed we like to include our favorite quote in our reviews of the books we read. What is your favorite quote from Dark Embrace?
A: My favorite quote from Dark Embrace is:
He moved before she could strike him, streaking across her small bedroom area in a dark blur to crouch motionless on her dressing table. Resting his elbows in his bent knees, he grinned at her. “I’ve never fought naked before.” His eyebrows rose once in a suggestive expression Inari could only call cocky. “It’s quite liberating.”
She rolled her eyes, the pit of her belly knotting. “You’re not naked,” she pointed out, wishing to hell her body would stop reacting with traitorous excitement. “You still have your—”
He snapped straight and removed his shirt before she could finish her sentence.
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