May 26th Embrace the Fire, the final book of the Best Selling series, Through Hell and Back releases. Initially it will be available only on Loose Id’s website, but it will come to All Romance Ebooks and Amazon a day or so afterwards.
Embrace the Fire is the story of the final brother, the youngest Brandon, who we have heard about but never met. He meets and has an instant attraction to the older Dr. Tash Weber, who you might remember from After the Fire, as Jordan’s therapist. What follows is a story of instant attraction, family struggles and ultimately the sweetest of reunions. All your favorites will be there from the previous books and we even have a surprise visit from a fan favorite from Rescued.
Here is a little snippet:
In that darkening light of the kitchen, it seemed the most natural thing, standing with Tash in his arms, for Brandon to kiss him. It started out as a sweet kiss of comfort, soft lips barely touching, bodies loose and cool. But, as Tash’s mouth moved with increasing fervor over his, unaccustomed desire flared hot and deep within Brandon, awakening a firestorm in his blood. He groaned deep in his throat.
Their mouths slanted across each other as their hunger rose. It grew into something fierce and almost primitive within Brandon. He molded his body flush up against Tash’s, feeling every bump and curve of the man, including his rock hard erection. He moaned against Tash’s mouth, unashamed of the intensity of his outburst. This was what he’d been missing. Every fumbling kiss, every hesitant touch prior to this moment now seemed pallid, unremarkable, and forgettable.
This was the magic.
The teasing flicker of Tash’s tongue was everywhere; first in Brandon’s ear, then tracing the seam of his lips. Tash’s lips trailed hot and wet along Brandon’s jaw, sucking at his neck, only to return to once again capture Brandon’s mouth. This wasn’t a kiss; Brandon was consumed.
Brandon clutched at Tash’s shoulders and pushed his tongue into Tash’s eagerly waiting mouth where it was greedily accepted. For several moments they remained plastered together, hips rocking and tongue-fucking each other until Tash groaned and wrenched away, his eyes shining fever-bright in the last vestiges of the twilight streaming in through the window.
They both stood, chest heaving as if coming off a grueling race, neither one breaking eye contact with the other. Tash’s reddened mouth gleamed as he rubbed his bottom lip with a finger.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have allowed that to happen.”