Fleeting Passions: Forbidden Passions, #3

By Crystal Jordan

Love is the only thing she can't escape…

Ecstatic that she's found a place to hide—and a job—at Refuge Resort, Cleo Nemean toasts her escape a few too many times and ends up having a one-night stand with a seriously hot leopard shifter. The catch? It's Adrian Leonidas, her new boss…and they accidentally mark each other as mates.

Nothing could be worse than losing her hard-won freedom. Until her werebear ex, Trevor, tracks her down. His obsession has already cost one life. Determined to never again be the cause of another death—especially Adrian's—she flees the safety of the refuge. And her new mate's protection.

Only Cleo has ever caused Adrian to lose his formidable control. Accidental or not, the lovely lion shifter is now his woman. He's not about to let anything harm her before they've explored the undeniable heat between them. There's only one way to eliminate the threat to her life: use her as bait to lure Trevor into a trap.

When the trap is sprung too soon, however, there's no time to wonder if whoever tipped Trevor off is tied to his father's disappearance. Not when there's a gun pointed at Cleo's head…

• Language: English
• Publisher: CJ Books
• Release date: Dec 11, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386438649

Crystal Jordan

Crystal Jordan began writing romance after she finished graduate school and needed something to fill the hours that used to be eaten away by homework. She is originally from California, but has lived and worked all over the United States. Currently, she serves as a librarian at a university in her home state and writes paranormal, futuristic, contemporary, and erotic romance. Crystal loves to hear from her readers via her email: [e-mail]

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Fleeting Passions

Forbidden Passions, Book 3

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Crystal Jordan

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Fleeting Passions

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Table of Contents

Copyright

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

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Dedication

For all the people who love me, support me, and generally put up with me when I’m in deadline hell. You know who you are.

~Crystal

Fleeting Passions

Ecstatic that she’s found a place to hide—and a job—at Refuge Resort, Cleo Nemean toasts her escape a few too many times and ends up having a one-night stand with a seriously hot leopard shifter. The catch? It’s Adrian Leonidas, her new boss…and they accidentally mark each other as mates.

Nothing could be worse than losing her hard-won freedom. Until her werebear ex, Trevor, tracks her down. His obsession has already cost one life. Determined to never again be the cause of another death—especially Adrian’s—she flees the safety of the refuge. And her new mate’s protection.

Only Cleo has ever caused Adrian to lose his formidable control. Accidental or not, the lovely lion shifter is now his woman. He’s not about to let anything harm her before they’ve explored the undeniable heat between them. There’s only one way to eliminate the threat to her life: use her as bait to lure Trevor into a trap.

When the trap is sprung too soon, however, there’s no time to wonder if whoever tipped Trevor off is tied to his father’s disappearance. Not when there’s a gun pointed at Cleo’s head…

Chapter 1

Strong male hands slid up Cleo’s back to curl over her shoulders and pull her down, seating her fully on a long, thick cock. He was so big the stretch of it almost hurt, but she craved more, wanted him deeper, harder, faster. More. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, reveling in the sheer carnal bliss of a man’s hands on her skin, his cock filling her. The muscles in her thighs flexed as she lifted and lowered herself on his pulsing dick.

God, it was so good. So perfect. So sweet. Nothing had ever been this good before in her entire life.

She knew it was a dream, so she let herself enjoy it. The fantasy called to the primitive lioness within her, and her fangs slid out as his hot scent flooded her nostrils, sank into her blood. Her nipples peaked tight, and she wanted his mouth there.

A smile curled her lips as her dream answered her unvoiced desires. His mouth closed over the taut crest of her breast and sucked strongly. Pinpricks erupted down her arms, and she shuddered at the sensation. Her fingers lifted to slide into the short silk of his dark hair. His wide palms cupped her hips, working her on his cock. She was so hot, so damp. Her wetness slipped down the insides of her thighs, and their flesh slapped together in the silent room.

More, she pleaded.

He growled low in his throat, the sound of a dangerous feline caged. "Yes. I’ll give it to you, angel."

Something about the voice tugged at her memory, but he rolled his hips beneath her, changing the angle of his deep penetration. She was swept away on the sensations rocketing through her body.

Her breath sobbed out, and they moved together towards orgasm, thrusting, grinding. Skin slipping against naked, sweaty skin.

"Yes, yes, yes." Something in this man called to her very soul. Mate. Her other half. Perfectly matched to her. A phantom possessing her dreams.

Desperation whipped through her. She was close, very close. She licked the salty sweat from his shoulder, sucking his essence into her mouth, tasting his flesh. His lips opened over her collarbone. She felt his fangs prick her skin. It was the only warning she had before he growled, buried the sharp points into her and sucked at the bite. Her pussy contracted hard as she rocketed over into sudden orgasm. Her own fangs sank deep into his shoulder, mimicking the carnal possession of her dream lover.

They’d marked each other. Mate marked.

Mine. His deep rumble was the last thing she heard before she collapsed, orgasm still rippling through her system.

So perfect. Too perfect to be real.

A small groan pulled her from deep sleep. Was that her voice? Her head pounded with fierce purpose, and her mouth felt as if she’d stuffed it with cotton before she went to bed.

The groan sounded again. And it wasn’t coming from her throat. She sucked in a breath and caught a whiff of familiar scent. His scent.

Oh. Shit.

She sat up fast. Mistake. Her mind spun from the alcohol she’d consumed the night before. Those last four Jack Daniels shots must have done it. Or was it six? She’d meant to toast to making good on her escape from her ex-fiancé, and she’d gone a little overboard.

Obviously.

Pulling in a deep breath, she assured herself it couldn’t get much worse than it already was, and if she hurried she might get out