Daunting Pursuit

Book FIVE of the series, Passionate Pursuits
Buy it NOW
eBook Amazon

dauntingPursuitBen didn’t know whether to groan or grin when he saw the welcoming committee waiting for him in the front hall. His father was beaming, his mother looked solemn and a tearful Jane threw herself into his arms the moment he appeared.

“Oh Ben. What did that brute do to you? Let me call for some wet cloths and see how badly you’re injured.”

It was definitely grin-time. “You should see Cliff, love. I imagine he’s still writhing on the floor. When he gets up he’ll find a jeering audience. Cliff is not at all popular, I find.”

Jane reared back and snorted. “Of course he’s not popular. He’s a monster.”

She turned to Brielle. “Ma’am, where can I take him to clean him up and see how badly he’s injured?”

Arden answered before Brielle could speak. “Believe me, Jane, Ben’s injuries are painful but not serious. I was watching the whole fight in my mind, you know. I would have stepped in if necessary. It never was. Ben acquitted himself admirably. I’m proud of him.”

Ben’s head snapped up. Weary as he was, he wondered why his elfin senses hadn’t sensed his father standing by, ready to step in if needed. He must have been angrier even than he’d thought. Grateful for his father’s love, still he was proud he hadn’t needed help.

Arden grinned. “I think you’d better take Ben to his room, Jane, and see that his wounds are cleansed. Then he probably needs to rest.”

His father’s words had a mischievous tone that snapped Ben’s weary mind to attention. Was the lust now raging through his system apparent to his father? Or was it the danger he’d been in, and he had been close to serious injury, accelerating his rampant desire for Jane. There’d been a time or two when Cliff and his wild ferocious punches had nearly laid him low.

Still he’d done it, he thought proudly. He’d beaten the bully to a pulp with his own powers. Not that he’d want to face him again tomorrow. He’d need a day or two for the bruises on his body to disappear, even with his elfin healing powers. His sexual prowess hadn’t been battered at all. He grinned at his love and Jane blushed as she walked ahead of him to his room. His elfish self rejoiced, as he found himself sporting such a huge erection he could barely walk. He hoped Jane was half as frantic as he was.

Save

Save

Save

Save