Breathless Peaks

By Adrianna Dane

Whom do you trust? Eleven thousand feet above the ground, in the company of a rugged, masterful man experienced in climbing to the highest peak. The mountain and the man is what Heidi remembered and yearned for still. And what she had shunned so long ago.

Now she's back and he's more than ready to take her to the breathless peaks she remembers so well. But first there's the matter of a little discipline for leaving in the first place.

Kolton Harris is the type of man who demands her personal best and will accept no less. How far will she go? Heidi has returned, but does she have the courage to accept his demands? And to admit her own needs and desires?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dream Romantic Unlimited LLC
• Release date: Oct 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005128845

Adrianna Dane

Adrianna Dane has been putting pen to paper since the age of ten. She currently resides in the state of Washington. She has a great fondness for using a fountain pen when writing her first drafts. Hobby interests are varied, including photography and traveling. The first defining love story Adrianna read back in junior high school was "Wuthering Heights" by Emily Bronte, and that set her on the road to her long-standing love affair with books of all genres. Her inspiration in writing often can be found by listening to song lyrics, from hard rock to classical, and reading poetry by such poets as Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Edgar Allen Poe, and Ranier Maria Rilke. But finding inspiration for her stories truly has no boundaries for Adrianna. In 2006, her dark fantasy GLBT story, Body Parts, won its category in the Dream Realm Awards. Adrianna has written more than 100 stories, short, novella, and novel length, delving into many facets of the human condition - contemporary, futuristic, and fantasy, and all the flavors therein and in between. In other words, wherever the story and the characters, as well as their intricate stories, take her imagination, then her pen and/or computer keyboard, are sure to follow.

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Whom do you trust? Eleven thousand feet above the ground, in the company of a rugged, masterful man experienced in climbing to the highest peak. The mountain and the man is what Heidi remembered and yearned for still. And what she had shunned so long ago.

Now she's back and he's more than ready to take her to the breathless peaks she remembers so well. But first there's the matter of a little discipline for leaving in the first place.

Kolton Harris is the type of man who demands her personal best and will accept no less. How far will she go? Heidi has returned, but does she have the courage to accept his demands? And to admit her own needs and desires?

This story is a work of original fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author.

This book remains the copyrighted property of the author.

Copyright 2018 by Adrianna Dane

Cover Art Designs by T. A. Gallup

This story was originally released in September 2007 by Amber Quill Press/Amber Heat

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual situations and strong language. You must be over the age of 18 years of age to read this story.

Breathless Peaks

By Adrianna Dane

Dream Romantic Unlimited, LLC

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Author Bio

Networking Links

Chapter One

They both called to her—both wanted her total attention. The feeling was like being drawn to two possessive lovers—neither one willing to let her go. Neither one giving an inch. No matter how far she ran or how deep she tried to hide, they wouldn’t let her be. Not really. She’d always felt their presence.

There were times when she thought she’d won, but those times were fleeting. Like a sharpened nail of silvery metal, she was drawn by a powerful magnetism she fought against daily. She was weary of the fight. She wanted to simply let go and go back. To bend to their will, to give them what they wanted. What she needed.

If she went, would she lose her sense of self? Would they press her between them and suffocate the life from her?

Every time she thought about them, her heart beat faster, raced like a ticking bomb, ready to explode. The heat of remembered contact coursed through her like an avalanche that she couldn’t fight and she was swallowed whole, buried alive. Not any more. Not now.

She loved them both. More than she should. Both left her breathless, always wanting more. Needing it, and nothing could change that.

They offered the challenge that was missing from her life. They made her strive to reach her personal best without excuses. They both drew the ultimate experience from her, pushing her far beyond what she thought she could attain, until she reached that sublime summit and the cost, whatever it might be, was well worth it.

They made her more than she was, pulled her outside of herself, molded and shaped her in ways she wouldn’t have thought possible.

Even now her body responded to the memory of them. They both sought to master her, make her theirs alone. And she had wanted it, more than anything, that summer long ago. She’d been taken by both of them and loved every moment.

She’d left because she thought she’d lost who she was, who she was meant to be. She’d seen it happen to her mother. To be so overwhelmed by the possession and then to be tossed aside, secondary to everything else. A marionette who had been abandoned, lying useless and forgotten, as they turned on each other, dueling, battling for supremacy. And she’d watched as her mother was left behind time and time again. She’d vowed that wasn’t going to happen to her. No matter how much she wanted to stay, her survival depended on her leaving. And so she had. But she’d left parts of herself behind—her heart and her soul.

She’d never realized until just now exactly what she’d done when she’d run from them. She’d always tried to rationalize why she’d left, why she’d turned her back on them. And it had worked for a long time, but now the wall was crumbling and she was afraid of