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Decadence was so much fun to write. When Marteeka Karland came up with the Sex and Chocolate series I asked myself…what would be the worst thing that would happen to a chocoholic? The answer? Make her deathly allergic to it. Since I couldn’t have my heroine really dying in the first couple of chapters, I decided to make her (mostly) immortal. So Vampire Rachel was given life…er…unlife? The Kitchen Witch Society was created shortly thereafter.
All content is © Dawn Montgomery. This is an adult excerpt, rated NC-17.
DECADENCE is available now at Changeling Press.
“You don’t want our assistance?”
“Not if it means being stuck with you.” A lie. From my heart to my lips, a complete lie. This close I could taste the rush of blood under his skin and the flavor of his sweat. The pounding of his heart tugged at the beast enough to make my pussy slicken with desire. Yes, I was lying through my pearly white fangs about not wanting to be stuck with Ryan.
“You don’t like me?”
I laughed at the outraged expression on his face. This one’s ego was too much. “Don’t take it so hard, baby.” I lowered my lashes and touched my tongue to my teeth.
His gaze followed my movement. I heard his heart kick up a notch or two. Was it fear? I was never very good at reading adrenal responses, so I had no idea.
“I never play with my food.” I had the satisfaction of watching Ryan turn that thought over in his mind. The insistent throbbing of my feet took all the fun out of my play so I sighed and waved toward the couch. “Make yourself at home. I need to change since I just got off work.”
“Work?”
I tugged at the clip holding my hair up. My hair tumbled free and I groaned in relief at the pleasure/pain on my scalp. “Yeah. Work. You know, what most people do in their lives.”
“You’re a vampire.” He was following me. Why did that kick my heartbeat up a notch or two?
“Yes. Vampire, not zombie. We covered that already.” I turned in the doorway to my bedroom and held up my arm up to block him following. “I work third shift. Please, for the love of all that is holy, let me change clothes before you kill me. I need my work clothes.”
Ryan’s gaze shifted to something darker. “I won’t kill you, Rachel.”
My lip lifted in a slight smile. “If you’re here to help me eat chocolate, you will.”
“What do you mean by that?” He looked genuinely perplexed.
“Didn’t they tell you? My allergy is fatal. My heart stops beating, my body stops working, and it’s as though I were a corpse.”
He tilted his head and a spark of that earlier arrogance chased itself across his face. “I can help you.”
“No offense, baby, but I think this job may just be out of your league.”
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