"5 Hearts!...This is one great read and this reviewer devoured every word not really wanting it to end. But when it did, it was with a big satisfying sigh! Kelly Maher is now an author that this reviewer is putting on the ‘to get the backlog’ list. She has certainly impressed this reviewer with her writing and I encourage readers to give her a try."--Love Romances & More
"4 Angels!...Vie is a committed, compassionate female character, and yet, it will be Bolt who wins readers over. This man’s feeling for Vie are touching. The patience he displays and the lengths he will go to for her make him memorable. The pacing is quick and the author maintains the tension in the story until the end. I am hoping this is only the beginning of stories about the Cimmerean League members."--Fallen Angel Reviews
...Chocolate brown eyes met hers. “Hey, beautiful.” His hand came up and cupped her other breast.
She shivered at the feel of his rough fingers. “Mmm…what is this?”
“A dream, nothing more than a dream.”
“I like this dream. Need to have them more often.”
His laughter hummed across her erect nipple. Streaks of fire flashed down to her clitoris.
Rough fingers traced the fiery path.
“Bolt…”
“Almost there, baby.” He moved up, his chest hair scraping against her breasts.
Her breath shuddered out and she licked her lips. She dragged her nails down his side and around to his front. Hot, erect male flesh filled her palm.
Desire roughened her voice. “You know, some things need a gentle hand.” She squeezed.
He groaned and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were filled with a heat that seared. “When I put my mind to it, Ming vases are safe in my hands. And you’re constantly on my mind.”
Lowering his head, his lips took control of hers. Fingers brushed where she needed them most. “More. Give me more.”
“I thought you wanted it gentle and easy.”
“I want you.”
His tongue speared into her mouth in concert with the fingers that entered her soaked vagina. Their tongues dueled for supremacy. Both lost. And won. He found the spongy patch of muscle on her front wall and stroked.
Her eyes flew open. Looking into his, she soared over the last precipice.
She laughed as she floated back to awareness.
He paused in stroking her stomach. “What?”
“I really need to have these dreams more often.”
She felt the smile on his lips as he kissed her. “Yeah, you do. Go to sleep.”
And she did. His hard penis cupped in her hand...