Darkest Fire (Black Gryffon)

From Amazon Best Selling author, Tawny Taylor, a story of forbidden pleasures and dangerous secrets...

SYNOPSIS
In a wicked game of seduction, who's the hunter and who's the prey...
Drako Alexandre isn't merely the handsome billionaire playboy everyone thinks he is. He's the leader of his generation of Black Gryffons, destined to protect humanity. And though Drako has no desire to be tied down--except at the private bondage club he frequents--the future depends on him taking a wife to bear him a son. He knows just the woman--Rin Mitchell, a delicate beauty who unleashes his deepest primal hunger. Their agreement will ensure he'll never have to give up his desire for domination, forbidden pleasures, and multiple lovers. But Drako's chosen prey is also hiding something. And if her secret doesn't destroy them, the explosive passion she ignites just might...

'A delicious tale of taboo sex and intrigue-DARKEST FIRE has it all. Irresistible!' Eden Bradley, author

(Erotica: Contains graphic sex scenes with BDSM elements)

SAMPLE
Drako checked his redhead again. Still sitting at the table with her friend. She was looking a little less certain of herself now. One hand wrapped delicately around a wineglass, the other nervously tugged at a lock of hair.

That was better. An aggressive woman did nothing for him.

Letting the corners of his mouth curl slightly, he lifted his fresh beer to his mouth and waited for their gazes to meet again.

Oh yes, much, much better.

He held her gaze and everyone and everything else in the crowded bar seemed to slowly drift away, until nobody but his redhead existed to him. Electricity sizzled between their bodies, like heat lightning arcing between storm clouds.

Her tongue darted out, swept across her plump lip then slipped back inside. She set her glass down and, breaking eye contact, leaned over to her friend sitting next to her. They both glanced his way. The friend smiled and nodded, and then the pair of them stood.

Their arms linked at the elbow, their gazes flitting back and forth between him and the back of the bar, they hurried in the opposite direction, toward the bathroom.

That was an interesting reaction. Nothing like what he'd expected. Was she playing with him? Were they both?

Maybe he'd have two women tonight. Two was always better than one.