To Challenge a Warrior
Immortal Angel
Copyright
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
To Challenge a Warrior
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Published by Fallen Press, Ltd.
Copyright © 2016
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Angel Captured: An Angel Warrior Romance
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DEDICATION
Publishing is like stepping off the edge of a cliff and hoping there are arms to catch you. It requires a lot confidence and a good amount of faith to fight your natural response to curl up into a ball afterwards. I’m fortunate that when I step off that cliff, I have the strong arms of my husband giving me reassurance, and the confident grin of Aeon Igni saying, “this kicks ass!” If it weren’t for these two people, I don’t know what I would do.
~Immortal Angel
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Preview of Angel Warrior
About the Author
Chapter One
Hannah set down her glass of hard cider on the coffee table, steeling herself as she shifted on her couch to face Teak. The security officer flashed her an overly confident smile, his beefy face stretching tight. He isn’t that bad. A little forceful and not that imaginative, but he’ll do.
“So, tomorrow you’re heading to The Odyssey.” His words were slow and lazy as he stretched one arm behind her.
She wiped her sweaty palms on her shorts. It wasn’t like her to feel so nervous. But, she knew, it was her damned heart’s fault. It was telling her that this man wasn’t Liam, while her head was screaming that two years was more than enough time to get over him.
Say something! Her brain commanded.
“Yeah, I hope it will be half as fun as being a commander—“
“It’s not like being a lieutenant commander is slumming it with us regular crew members or anything,” he interrupted, grinning. “It’s a step down for sure, but I’d scrub the floors if I got to join the crew on The Odyssey.”
“Uh, yeah.” She looked away. Why is this so awkward? Just act normal!
Stalling for time, she picked up her glass of warm Paradon Cider and took a long draw. The spices danced along her tongue, heating her entire body. Her limbs felt a little less tense. Relax. You can do this.
“I’m excited, that’s for sure.”
He leaned closer, his breath warm against her face. “It might be the drink talking, but I can’t take my eyes off your breasts.”
She glanced down at the loose fabric of her blouse, the same green as her eyes. It was a little girly compared to what she usually wore, but she’d chosen it for a reason. It was low-cut enough that when she leaned forward, Teak would get a nice view of the thin, silver bra she wore underneath. If you’re finally going to sleep with him, why pretend?
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She forced herself to reach out and run a hand gently along the muscles of his stomach.
He’s muscular, but not like Liam. My Keltair was pure muscle. Perfection.
But this guy exists somewhere other than your dreams. You can’t live in a fantasy forever.
“Hannah, if you keep that up, I’m not going to be able to control myself.” He groaned, chugging his drink and smacking it loudly on the table.
Her hand froze. She took a deep breath. This is what she wanted. Right?
Very purposely, she locked gazes with him. “Maybe that’s exactly what I want.”
He stared. “So, we can…?”
Deep breath. You’re going to go crazy if you don’t move on from Liam.
“Yeah.”
He leaned in and kissed her. His lips were wet against her own. She waited for the tingle of attraction, of enjoyment, but nothing came. He groaned and pulled her so she was straddling his lap. She thought she felt the bulge of his manhood.
Trying to take a breath, his tongue was suddenly jabbing into her mouth. She stopped herself from pulling back in disgust. This guy doesn’t matter, what matters is that you finally let Liam go. And the best way to get over a guy is to get under one.
She pulled away from his kiss and climbed off him. With ease, she yanked her shirt off and slid her thin shorts down onto the floor. “Ready?”
He shuddered and gripped the couch. “You are so hot, Hannah, I almost lost it right there.”
That sounds promising.
Standing, he stripped off his pants, boxers, and shirt. He stood before her proud and naked. Her gaze ran to his manhood. It matched his size, but for some reason, it just didn’t excite her.
Reaching out, he brushed back her bra and started to squeeze her breasts. It wasn’t just a lack of attraction that hit her then, but complete revulsion. She wasn’t sure who she was more repulsed by, him, or herself.
This is pathetic. It’s one thing to sleep with a mildly attractive guy to get back out there, but this… it screams ‘wrong’ to my core.
“Teak…”
“Yeah, baby,” he said, giving her nipples a painful pinch.
She knocked his hands away. “I’m sorry, but I just don’t think it’s going to happen.”
Desperation filled his gaze. “But, baby, I’m so close.”
Seriously?
She pulled her bra up and sat back down on the couch. “I’m really sorry, but I thought I was over my ex, but I’m just not.”
He stared at her for a long moment. “Can you at least suck me off?”
“Uh. No.” She crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly wanting nothing more than for the guy to leave. “I’m sorry it went this far this fast, but I think it’d be better if you just left.”
“But you’re giving me blue balls. Like real bad.” He sounded like a petulant teen.
“Look… I’ve got an early morning, so if you could just—“
“All right, one second.” He gazed down at her, wrapped a hand around his cock, and started stroking. Less than a minute later, he tensed and cried out, as cum ran down his hand.
She stared in shock, feeling dirty and used. Did that really just happen?
“Thanks,” he said, breathless. He gathered his clothes and went to the bathroom.
All right… she pulled on her clothes and collected their drinks, setting them in the automatic washer.
A second later, he came back out. “Thanks, babe. That was awesome. But would you mind sending me some photos? I haven’t come that hard i
n a long time.”
She tried to keep the shock from her expression. “Uh. Probably not. Like I said, I’m just not ready for anything. Sorry.”
“Oh, come on,” he begged, running a hand through his blond locks. “It doesn’t have to be a full-on legs spread pose, maybe just with you sucking your nipples, or playing with yourself.”
Her patience snapped. “No. Now, I’m tired. Why don’t you leave?”
He shrugged and headed for the door, speaking over his shoulder. “Sure thing babe, thanks again. Give me a call if you ever get lonely on that big ship.”
Not a chance. “Goodbye, Teak.”
The doors slid shut on him.
Maybe this is why I live in a fantasy world. A fantasy of Liam is still ten times better than other men in real life.
Her gaze went to her bed. I’m going to sleep. I’m going to dream of normal things.
But when she crossed the room and slipped beneath the covers, she was already growing wet. This is wrong. Don’t think of him.
She tried not to, even while her fingers slid down to touch herself. But as she fell into a deep sleep, all she could think of was the sexy Keltair male who’d broken her heart.