Everleigh Miles

Love and Other Sorcery follows three steamy erotic romances… 
In The Mage’s Heart, be seduced by Rivyn Nae Ederne’s quest to reclaim his magic: 
His hand closed over mine, and he pressed my palm against the hot skin of his stomach, sliding it down, through the crisp hair at his groin, to close over his hardness. His eyes closed and his head rocked back on his neck as he guided my hand along with him. 
Fall in love with Aurien, in The Golden Dragon’s Princess: 
The expression in his eyes shifted and he stepped closer. He slid his hand from my cheek, down my arm, catching my hand by the wrist, lifting it, and pressed my palm against his chest. I dragged in the air in a gasp. The heat of his skin was not of mankind, and his heartbeat hard and fast against my palm, its rhythm still raised from a flight. 
And discover a lover in your best friend with Akyran’s Folly: 
He lowered me to the bed, covering me with his body, his mouth branding my skin, his breath unsteady. Our hands tangled as we tried to pull each other's clothing free, and we laughed with a wildness heavy with desire, before falling upon each other with new fury. I heard the cloth of my shirt tear. 
It’s Love and Other Sorcery…

Love and Other Sorcery

　　“Rivyn,” I tilted my face up and brushed my lips over his, lingering, trying to tell him with my kiss what I could not find the words for. I wanted to plead with him. He was already so powerful, whatever was trapped within the talisman, he did not need. He reached up to cup my cheek, his touch tender, but his eyes were turned inward, and I did not know… I did not know if I meant enough to him.


　　Would I sing if he asked it of me? I asked myself. If I did not, I would lose him, I knew. It would slowly tear him apart to spend each day looking at me, knowing that I had cost him his power. It was a terrible choice: to risk death, and the child within me, and give him what he sought, or to live and lose him.


　　The Fae were as merciless with their punishments as hearth tale taught, and I would suffer with Rivyn, no matter his choice, because we were bound together through magic, destiny, and the rule of three.


　　I drew in an unsteady breath. “Rivyn, I will…”


Chapter 71