Review for Kissing Demons by Jen Winters

Hey Peeps,
I've just finished reading Kissing Demons and thoroughly enjoyed it. I confess, I've not read much over the last few months as I've been concentrating on my own book and I was lucky enough to win this book in a give-away from the authors take over on a page.
Jen Winters is a talented writer and this shows in her writing. A well developed story together with believable characters made this engaging and captivating.
There are many paranormal romance books available at this moment, and it's difficult to be noticed, but this exceptional read deserves a high place in the Amazon rankings and priced at just 99C...you would be crazy to not give it a try.

Guardian Geneva Archer might be more infamous than famous among the supernaturals in Ft. Worth, but when a sexy werewolf enters her territory, she finds herself face to face with her worst fear: save humanity or save her soulmate?

After 800 years of guarding humanity from the things that make your hair stand on end in the dead of night, Geneva Archer is given a two-week vacation to work out her feelings of loneliness and refresh her spirit. With time on her hands, she goes to her favorite club: a place for supernaturals to gather without worrying about human interference. While there, she meets Alex, a compelling werewolf with a demonic side. But instead of blasting him back to hell like her instincts would normally tell her to do, Geneva falls head over heels.

For Alex, Geneva is an answer to prayer. She can free him from the most notorious demon walking the earth—his father. Yuruch isn’t interested in his offspring’s life, just his body—the perfect body for a demon to inhabit. With Alex’s body and powers, Yuruch will become nearly invincible, able to wreak his hellish destruction on humanity from an impenetrable fortress.

In order to get his hands on Alex, Yuruch kidnaps one of Geneva’s sisters, luring both her and Alex into an ambush. After the botched rescue mission, Alex is possessed by Yuruch, leaving Geneva with a dead sister, a destroyed city and no way to get her soulmate back without giving Yuruch everything he desires.

Can Geneva figure out a way to defeat Yuruch and save Alex without sacrificing the very best of humanity in the process? Does she even want to?

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Nissa moved both hands to grip his hips and swallowed the hot liquid before he could finish his sentence. Violently jutting against her mouth, he cursed and threw back his head, while groaning his orgasm with each thrust.

Nissa stared up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand after releasing him from her hot mouth. She’d never seen Sabe so flustered and breathless, and she giggled. ‘Was that alright?’

‘Alright?’ Sabe snapped his head to look at her. ‘My lady, you have no idea!’

Aiding her to stand, he pulled her into his arms and groaned against her ear. His body was still recovering from the sensation and brushing against her hot skin made it impossible to concentrate.

‘I think I should return the favor.’ Whispered words fell to her ear and she sighed.

‘I’d like that.’

‘I’m sure you would.’

He carried her to the bed and set her down, letting her fall back against the fur. Taking her hands and stretching them above her head, he raked soft lips down her body. Not one inch of flesh remained un-kissed, or un-licked, while making his way lower to the delicate lace that covered the treasure his mouth eagerly waited to taste. Deft fingers pulled on the bows at either side of her hips.

A soft whimper escaped parted lips as Sabe’s unruly hair fell against Nissa’s thighs when he pushed them wider to settle. Gentle flicks brought louder gasps and mews. He drove her insane with each skillful stroke of his tongue.

Raising her head abruptly when the pleasure stopped, she frowned. ‘Sabe, what are you doing?’

Greeted with a wicked grin and an equally devilish stare, she narrowed her eyes. ‘Sabe?’

‘I’m thinking.’

She gasped. ‘Now?’

He chuckled and quickly raised off the bed to reach up to the canopy on the four-poster. He pulled down one of the garlands made from a yard of linen and stared. ‘Come here.’ He ordered.

Nissa’s brows rose, but the feral look in his eyes captured her curiosity and she obeyed. Shuffling towards the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed and she smiled shyly.

‘Hold out your hands.’

Hesitantly, she complied.

After he’d made a bow with the fabric, he slipped it over each hand and pulled it tight at her wrists.

Instantly hoisting her near, he shuffled her against the post at the corner of the bed. His hands pulled the fabric wrapped around her wrists to the top of the wooden pole and looped it over, restraining her.

‘Sabe!’ Her eyes widened. Arms stretched above her head, naked and bound, her heart raced.

‘Do you recall your comment when we were in Jana’s cave?’ His brow arched.

Nibbling her lip, her face flushed. ‘I do, but you’re not…’

Sabe was on his knees before she could finish, and pushed one leg over his shoulder as his face nestled between her thighs.

‘Oh my!’

‘I would stop if you asked, although the wetness between your thighs tells me otherwise.’ Grinning as he stared up, Nissa made no protest.

Her chest rose and fell quickly while her breaths forced out in hot, sharp pants and she tried to catch her breath, but only ragged gasps escaped parted lips. Every nerve was alive, excited, and burning. The intensity increased and spread through her body, gasps turned to squeals. Rising and shoving his leathers off completely, Sabe’s hands reached behind her, to soft cheeks and smoothed his palms across them. The tip of his cock nudged her entrance and with a deep thrust, he slipped into her heat.

Both groaned loudly, Sabe’s hips thrashed against hers. Breathy gasps fell against her open mouth and they lost themselves in a blissful frenzy of passion.

‘Nissa… Oh hell!’

She pulled at the restraints, eager to touch him and hold onto the powerful shoulders that now supported her as she wrapped her legs around him. She wanted him hard and fast, deep.

‘Let me down.’ Nissa could hardly speak.

Quickly pulling at the cloth, her free hands instantly fell to Sabe’s shoulders. He pushed her against the post and ground into her as she clawed at his skin with one hand, and pulled his hair with the other.

‘Bed!’ She managed to gasp.

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He felt his breath catch in his throat at her words and he growled as he pushed her

down over the log and used his thighs to spread her legs wide. She groaned as she felt

him position himself at the entrance to her body and bucked to try to slide him in further.

He growled again and slid his hand over the back of her head, gripping her hair and

holding her firmly against the log.

Slowly he slid himself inside her, drawing the movement out as much as he could.

She tried to buck and squirm against him but he used his grip on her hair to hold her

down. When he finally slid all of the way inside her she was panting and nearly sobbing

with desire. He stayed there, not moving, for several moments until she screamed her

frustration and nearly tore her hair out in an effort to move.

“Move damn you! Stop teasing me and fuck me!”

Cadeyrn smiled fiercely and slowly began to withdraw. Cassie’s scream of

frustration echoed through the woods. Finally he began thrusting into her steadily and

she began to moan her satisfaction until he could tell she was about to cum and he stilled

inside her.

As his Anamchara screamed and cursed him Cadeyrn grabbed ahold of the very last

of his control and said “Say please.”

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Sometime during the chase he had removed his own clothing and he stood before her

as naked as she and completely at ease with that fact. His hands flew out faster than she

could see and pulled her to him. He lowered his head and buried his face in the side of

her neck, breathing deeply.

“My Anamchara, I want you desperately. Will you give yourself to me?”

Cassie felt desire crash over her. She had become dreadfully aroused during their

chase and feeling his hard body against hers and his strong arms as they caged her only

drove her excitement higher, but she was shocked that after weeks of ignoring her he

wanted to make love to her outside in the middle of the forest.

“Here? Now? Are you kidding?”

Cadeyrn groaned. “No, I am not kidding.” He pulled back to look down into her

eyes. “I want you here and now, desperately, will you agree?”

She looked up into his eyes and was scorched by the heat she saw there. His eyes

were glowing and his teeth had lengthened. Somehow he almost seemed to grow taller

and wider as he stood there. Moisture trickled down the inside of her thigh and all she

could do was nod.

He groaned again and lifted her into his arms. He set her down nearby, close to a

waist-high log that was laying on the ground and was covered in a thick layer of moss.

She turned to look at him and he had a long, thick vine in his hands that he had pulled off

of a nearby bush.

“I want to bind your hands and lay you face down over the log. My control is weak

and I will likely be unable to keep from taking you roughly, but I vow to you I will make

sure you are ready first. Do you agree to this?”

The thought of being bound and at his mercy caused things low in her body to

spasm. She nearly moaned her desire and could only nod her agreement vigorously.

“Do you remember the word to say if you want me to stop?”

She nodded and stammered “St-t-t-a-a-d-d.”

Thank you Jen Winters!

A huge thank you to Jen Winters for having me on her blog. As some of you are aware, I paint and make ebook covers. I'd recently made Jen's for her fabulous book, Kissing Demons, and she invited to me to appear on her blog. You can check it out here...https://jenwintersne.wordpress.com/2015/04/10/guest-blogger-julie-nicholls-on-book-covers/