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About the author:
Jasmine Mills is a housewife by day, dark erotic romance author by night. All of her books stand alone, HEA guaranteed!
What inspired you to write your book?
I've always loved to read and write about dragon shifters. What could be sexier than a beautiful, powerful creature with so much mythology behind it? So when I read about another mythical creature that was able to withstand flames, I knew it was perfect to be the dragons' opposite – and the dragons would be drawn to her like a moth to flames.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Without warning, his hand came down on the other cheek. The breath whooshed out of my throat, but I pressed my legs together, squirming. The sting was delicious, and I wanted more of it.
“No screams, no yelps, no cries.” Allister’s hands moved in slow circles over the still-stinging cheek. “This isn’t enough. I’ve heard how loud you can shriek.”
I should’ve felt humiliated, but instead I was wetter than ever. “You’ll have to spank me harder.”
His hand clapped down again before I’d even finished the sentence. The smack was harder—at least slightly. I gasped, but I couldn’t force myself to cry out. I knew how strong he was, and I knew how much he was holding back.
He squeezed my ass roughly, and if I wasn’t mistaken, he’d unsheathed a claw. I twisted back to look at him, and the dark intensity on his face made me quiver inside. “What’s missing, then, Sasha? Why aren’t you screaming like you should be?”
“I think…” I swallowed. Was I sure I wanted to say this? I was playing with fire here, quite literally. I had a choice to make, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle what the next few words might bring. But it was too late to keep them inside. My vision was a haze, and all I could feel was the pulsing between my legs. I was already too far gone. “I think you need to pull down my panties.”