Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP
This week it’s from the beginning of my Coven of Desire series, Ink
Those eyes that’d been dark as night were in actuality an otherworldly amber. His sharp nose and harsh cheekbones combined with the full bottom lip made the word pretty almost perch on my tongue. But then I glanced down his body, the muscles taut and proud, his gate strident, that full to bursting brief, and he was nothing but fire.
“I am yours to command, to will, to dance to your every desire, my lady,” he announced, his head bowing low. My fingers ached to rummage through the thick hair before me, to tug on the roots and crush him to my lips.
His head popped up and a smirk greeted me.