Kissed by Fire
by Michelle Fox
Caught up in the supernatural slave trade, mermaid Mila Sealight needs saving, not promises of undying love from a cursed, fire breathing shifter. But allies are scarce, making the down-on-their-luck dragons of Scotland her only hope.
When dragon Niall MacTeine boards the slaver boat with his brothers, he knows they are going to save people, he just never expected to be rescued himself. He’s been cursed a long time and has started to give up hope.
Everything changes when Niall is thrown overboard while fighting the slavers and Mila gives him the ‘kiss of the sea’ to save him from drowning. That’s when it hits him—she’s the key to his freedom.
But breaking the curse that locks him in his human form requires trust and an open heart. Neither of which Mila gives lightly. Niall will have to prove he’s worth the risk in order to claim his fated maiden. And he will pay the ultimate price in the process.
This is book 2 in the Maidens series but it stands alone. You’ll have more fun if you read book 1 Kiss the Dragon (which was a USA Today bestseller) but it’s not required.
Released March 7, 2017
Excerpt (Adult Content):
Niall’s gaze broke away from mine. “Aye. Well, you see, I was so busy fighting wars and then getting cursed that…it’s been some time since I’ve loved a woman.”
I shrugged, unconcerned. “I’m sure I ken enough of the way this works for both of us.” True, this would be my first time with a two leg and as a two leg myself, but the mechanics of it were simple enough. “And the sooner we finish this, the sooner I can rescue my sister.” Tossing my shirt away, I said, “Your turn.”
He pursed his lips and thought for a second. Giving a decisive nod, he shed his shirt and started on his pants. I matched him, glad to be rid of the stiff fabric around my legs. Within moments we stood naked in front of each other. Niall had a broad chest with lean muscles and more than a few scars.
I reached out and traced one that ran just under his clavicle. “War wounds?”
He nodded. “Aye. Dragon skin is tough but some ken how to sharpen a blade to cut us.” Capturing my hand, he reached out and traced a scar that wound its way around my bicep. “What happened here?”
“Caught in a fishing net,” I said. “Rescuing dolphins.”
“Did they make it?”
“Do you come to the rescue a lot?” His head dipped down and he pressed a kiss over my scar. “Dolphins, your sister…me.”
I shrugged. “I do what needs to be done.”
“You sound like a dragon,” he murmured.
“You would ken more about that than me.” I kissed his scar, and once again the warmth of this skin amazed me. The ocean ran cold more often than not, especially in the dark deep. Niall radiated heat like the tropics.
His hand cupped my breast, thumb teasing over the nipple. “You’ll be an expert in dragons soon enough.”