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Kalliope lives with one purpose.
As an immortal muse, she doesn’t have any other choice. It’s part of how she was made. Musicians, artists, actors—they use her to advance their art, and she uses them to survive. She moves from one artist to the next, never staying long enough to get attached. But all she wants is a different life— a normal one. She’s spent thousands of years living lie after lie, and now she’s ready for something real.
Sweet, sexy, and steady, Wilder Bell feels more real than anything else in her long existence. And most importantly… he’s not an artist. He doesn’t want her for her ability. But she can’t turn off the way she influences people, not even to save a man she might love. Because in small doses, she can help make something beautiful, but her ability has just as much capacity to destroy as it does to create. The longer she stays, the more obsessed Wilder will become. It’s happened before, and it never turns out well for the mortal.
Her presence may inspire genius.
But it breeds madness, too.
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He undoes the button at the top of his pants, and I’m so eager to have him that I feel giddy.
“Wait,” I say. Then I scoot back down the bed, still holding the blankets tight against me. “I want to.”
He makes a sound low in his throat, but drops his hand away. I reach for the front of his jeans and seek out the zipper. I suck my bottom lip between my teeth as I drag it down. Since the denim is wet, it takes both of my hands to inch the jeans down his hips. Then I let him kick them off the rest of the way, along with his shoes. Underneath he wears black boxer briefs.
Boxer briefs are hands down the best invention of the last century.
I lift my eyes to his, and his gaze pierces through me as I drag that last item of clothing down his hips, too.
And suddenly, I’m nervous.
I’ve never slept with someone like this. Without knowing exactly where we stand, and how things will end with the other person. Every other time, I’ve been in control. But now, the balance of power is completely off because I want this with a desperation that puts too much out of my control.
I lift my hand and wrap my fingers around his erection, thinking maybe it will shift that balance, give me the upper hand. He utters my name with a low growl and smoothes a hand over my cheek, resting one callused thumb on my bottom lip. I tighten my grip and give a slow tug.
“Jesus, Kalli. You feel so good.”
I kiss his thumb when it passes over my lips again, and he bends, taking my mouth in a bruising kiss. He pulls back the covers and grips my hips to slide me further up the bed. Back in the open air, I should be cold, but I’m not. In fact, I’m burning up.
Wilder crawls up my body, his limbs sleek and strong. He dips and places a kiss on my sternum, just between the swell of my breasts. He closes his eyes, humming under his breath and drags his stubbled cheek over the sensitive swell of skin until his hot breath skates over the tip.
I cry out, arching under him, and he’s barely even touched me.
“I think,” he says, murmuring just above my skin, “that this part of you will have to wait.”
“Wait?” I ask, breathless.
“Mmhmm. I told you that I’m going to know all of you, but you’re so fucking responsive. And so damn sweet. I know if I taste you here …” His teeth graze my nipple for just a second, and my back nearly bows off the bed. “I’ll get impatient if I take your perfect breast into my mouth, and I won’t be able to resist being inside you.”
“So don’t. You’re not the only one who lacks patience.”
He chuckles, moving over to kiss my shoulder. “I made a promise, sweet. And I keep my promises.”
About Cora Carmack:
Cora Carmack is a twenty-something writer who likes to write about twenty-something characters. She’s done a multitude of things in her life– boring jobs (like working retail), Fun jobs (like working in a theatre), stressful jobs (like teaching), and dream jobs (like writing). She enjoys placing her characters in the most awkward situations possible, and then trying to help them get a boyfriend out of it. Awkward people need love, too. Her first book, LOSING IT, was a New York Times and USA Today bestseller.
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