“OHHHH! I loved it, more fairy-dragons and their forever friends, and shapeshifters, this is erotic fantasy entertainment at it's best. The romance between Kayla and Tariq is both very sweetly hot and sensual. Don't miss anything by author April Reid...”—Nancy Elekes, Owner of Sunshine Books
"4 Roses!...Many great story lines going on...I loved this book and want to find out what other books are out there by this author."-- Nicole, My Book Cravings.com
"5 Roses!...This story was well crafted...Appropriately paced...[with] amusing scenes[and] well-loved sex scenes."--Robin S., My Book Cravings.com
"4 Cups!...A magnificent, electrifying story. Complete with adventure, danger, and scintillating sex, the title says it all. Exotic characters from shape shifters to tiny baby dragons are all well defined and believable. Ms. Reid put the chemistry between this hero and heroine so that you are left with no doubt they belong to one another. I absolutely loved the sexual tension that seem to fairly crackle from the pages. If you are a lover of the paranormal, this is the story for you. I know this reader will be waiting for the next book from this author.”--Wateena, Coffee Time Romance
"3 out of 4 Stars!...An erotic fantasy with a very romantic bent. Along with the fact that Tariq and Kayla are both shape-shifters, there are mythical creatures galore, which bring the place to life, making it a fun and sexy read. The pace was fluid and even...easy to read.” Ginny Kon, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
“Danger and secrets surround Tariq and Kayla but, their love and
commitment can and will conquer all. Rich in fantasy,paranormal elements and a sexually charged romance, Deadly Desires is a must read. Author April Reid continues to flourish with her creative imagination.Her ability to write in different genres never changes the fact the she is a fantastic author. I always eagerly await her next book.”--Tami Sutton
"Tariq and Kayla are a very loving and sensual couple. I enjoyed how they showed their desire for each other through both their actions and words..A good read."--Sharon, Joyfully Reviewed.com
"4 Hearts!...An exciting adventurous story and I enjoyed it."--Margo Arthur, The Romance Studio
"4 Angels!...An interesting, science-fiction type paranormal where the people live on a different world with different plants, animals, and customs and some of the people possess paranormal powers. I liked the characters of Kayla and Tariqu. Even when they appear to be in a no-win situation both are looking for a compromise and a way to save their people...It is obvious early on that their attraction is more than just a chemical reaction and that they need each other. Wouldn’t we all love to have this kind of compassionate, loving, and loyal connection to our mate or potential mate? If you want a sweet romance in the midst of a troubled kingdom with seemingly insurmountable odds, then you’ll enjoy this story."--Stephanie B., Fallen Angel Reviews
...Once more the hair on the back of her neck rose in response to movement on the psychic plane and the deeper voice of the male dabbler said, ::I, Running Water, speaking for my mate, Quiet Water, and as leader of our pride, offer help to you, Keeper Kayla and to you, Sultan El Zafir if you ever need it.::
::I accept your offer with thanks.:: Kayla pressed her hand against the paw extended by the male, then the female. She settled the youngling on his mother’s back and watched Quiet Water raise her folded wings to keep the little one in place.
Kayla sensed Tariq had also answered Running Water, when he also touched each dabbler parent.
After the dabblers disappeared into the low-growing plants around the fountain, Tariq extended a hand to Kayla and drew her up from the ground to sit beside him once more. They sat quietly side by side as if they had done so many times. Heat radiated from his powerful body. The scent of herbal soap and clean male teased her senses. She fought the urge to lean against him…no, it was more, much more. She wanted to rub against him like an amorous cat, to feel his long, capable hands and fingers caress her breasts and touch her other hidden tender parts she so precisely explained in her lessons on sexual delight; explained, but had never experienced.
She stood, smoothing her pants and hoping he didn’t see the way her nipples had tightened under her soft top—or notice her flushed face—or detect her faint musk of arousal.
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He had. To Tariq’s acute senses, the signs of Kayla’s sexual arousal called to him more than all the legendary houris who served Great Vashta, god of pleasure.
As it had in the Assembly of Virgins, the faint, heady musk of Kayla’s wet yoni, her quickened breathing, and the thrust of her breasts told him her body wanted him. To break the curse, he needed more. He needed her total commitment—heart, mind, and soul.
The once inviolate Keeper of the Flame now wore the ankh which symbolized she could make love with the man she chose.
He came to his feet in a rush. He wanted to be that man.
Every fiber of his body demanded he take her fast—hard—deep.
No! A man who couldn’t control his urges was not fit to direct the lives of others.
With fingers that trembled, Tariq cradled Kayla’s face between his palms and gazed at her. As usual, her pale blonde hair was worked into a tight braid down her back, but a few pale tendrils had escaped. He wanted to loosen that disciplined rope of sunlight and watch it spread in glorious disarray around her nude form.
He’d been in a state of semi-arousal since she’d walked into the garden. The moment she’d settled so trustfully beside him, he’d grown harder. Now her tantalizing scent, her air of innocence mixed with feminine hunger, drove him beyond control—almost.
Determined to give her a choice, in spite of his body howling for release, he touched her forehead with his and said, “Kayla, I want to kiss you, not just your mouth, but all over. I’m telling you this to give you time to get away if you want.”
Her silvery blue eyes turned darker under the stress of emotion and her lips parted in surprise. Instead of backing away, she leaned into him.
He swept his tongue into her mouth, tasting her complex flavors. She was the pure, hot, sweet wind blowing across the great sands. She tasted of warm moonlit nights in the garden of flowering delights.
Her hands gripped his shoulders. Her fingers dug into him. A low sound trembled in the air—a sound of sensual surrender...