On Monday I posted my review of Saving the Selkie’s Heart by Ella Rose and today I share with you an exclusive excerpt from the book. Read on to be immersed in this exciting world.
About Saving the Selkie’s Heart:
A selkie warrior, a newly transfigured selkie princess…what happens to love when loyalties clash?
Ceannas, a selkie warrior, must protect his clan during the Migration, a rite of passage that occurs every 50 years. When he discovers a runaway selkie, the daughter of his Prince, he must figure out a way to divide his duties, especially when keeping her alive demands all his attention.
Lyall wants desperately to find out where she belongs. When the opportunity comes to visit the Great Elder and save her father’s damaged sealskin, she sneaks away to join the clan in their migration. The only problem? Being born a human, she hasn’t the first clue how to survive on her own as a selkie!
The last thing Ceannas needs is babysitting duties, and Lyall only has eyes on her mission. But as Ceannas teaches Lyall how to exist in her new element, the attraction growing between them grows stronger. Can their love withstand their honor-bound duties? And what will it cost each of them to do so?
Saving the Selkie’s Heart is a sexy guardian/ward paranormal romance and the second book in The Selkie Seas series by Ella Rose. Get lost in love today!
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He held out his arm for her to take. “It would seem that’s the second time I’ve saved
your life. What should I get in return?” He grinned down at her.
Lyall managed a small smile in return and set her hand lightly on his forearm. “I
don’t know about that. I had things in hand.”
Ceannas made a noise of disbelief. “You mean he had you in hand, don’t you?”
But Lyall paused and pulled him to a stop. “No, before you came. I told him to stop,
and he did.” She frowned, thinking. “But he was still acting strangely…”
Ceannas chuckled. “You have an awfully confident memory when you’re in danger. I
distinctly recall his hands still around your neck when I tackled him.”
“But that wasn’t how it—”
“No buts! I’ve saved your life twice! And I think that’s owed a little something, don’t
Lyall lifted her chin haughtily. “And what is it you want in return?” She held his gaze,
praying he couldn’t hear her heart thundering a thousand beats at a time in her chest.
“Not much,” Ceannas said, stepping closer to her. He stopped when his chest
brushed hers. His eyes seemed fastened on her lips. Or was he staring at her heartbeat
throbbing visibly in her neck? She couldn’t tell, but she knew the thought of his lips so close to hers was about to explode her already furiously beating heart.
“What then?” Her voice was breathy and barely audible.
His eyes bored holes through her as her heart stopped. For several seconds, she
merely stared at him in shock. His expression was hungry, devouring her as he waited for her response. In reply, she closed her eyes, feeling as if she were about to fall forward into a deep chasm. After a moment that felt like a year, she felt his lips touch hers. The kiss was hesitant, almost chaste, with no presence of the warrior behind it.
Unconsciously she leaned into the kiss, opening her lips slightly more to allow him
better access. In response, his tongue slipped past her lips and slid down the length of her lower lip. The movement drew a moan out of her, a small, needful noise of desire she couldn’t help but express.
Instantly the pressure changed, becoming more demanding and forceful. His lips
pressed and slid over hers as if he were hungry for everything she had to offer. Her arms snaked up to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer so that their bodies pressed together.
She felt one arm grip her waist, pulling her in, as his other hand wrapped itself in
her hair at the base of her skull. Both actions drew her closer to him and she let out another moan of pleasure. The kiss was nothing like what she’d experienced with Lucas before. Where Lucas had been tender and hesitant, Ceannas was all fire and demand. His lips mapped hers as if he owned them and encouraged her to respond in kind. She matched him breath for breath as they clung together, letting her desire pour into the physical connection at every point of contact.
She became aware of her heartbeat galloping in her chest, then another phantom heartbeat that ran just slightly out of rhythm to her own. She had the sensation of two sets of lungs expanding, of filling and expelling in opposition to each other, so that one filled while the other exhaled. The tandem feeling of another’s body was intoxicating but she had no room for conscious thought outside of the points of contact between her body and his.
Finally he pulled away and looked down at her. She reluctantly opened her eyes and
unhooked her arms from his neck, but his arms still held her firmly in place against him. “That was…” she began, but she couldn’t find the words to complete the thought. Her lips felt swollen, and she resisted the urge to put her fingertips to them to see how large they actually were. She found she couldn’t meet the intensity of his stare, so she looked down at his chest. She made a circular motion with one hand to try to indicate the enormity of her emotions.
Ceannas seemed to understand. He let go but stayed with his body pressed against
hers. “I agree.” His voice was husky with desire. Then he moved away and Lyall felt a
whoosh of air come between them. The experience was a cold chasm where his body had been, and she immediately wished he were back in her arms.
Lyall’s brain still struggled to make sense of the kiss, and she merely watched as he
moved around the small clearing, pouring dirt on the small fire to put it out and gathering their bags containing the sealskins. The whole time, she cast about trying to figure out what to say to him. Should she acknowledge the kiss and its impact on her? Pretend it was just another day? She wished he would speak to her and give her a hint as to what he thought about all of it. But he remained silent as he worked.
By the time she decided what she’d say—address the kiss head-on and ask him why
he asked for it in the first place—, he turned to her and held out her satchel.
She was dismayed to see that his expression had hardened. It held no trace of the
tenderness displayed moments ago. It was as if he’d put down a mask of indifference while he’d been working.
I hope you enjoyed this tantalizing scene between Lyall and Ceannas. And spoiler alert: it gets steamier from there! You can read more about their adventures in Saving the Selkie’s Heart, Book 2 in the Selkie
Seas series by Ella Rose.