Jun 10, 2012
I do love Six Sentence Sunday! Just enough to tease and tempt, but not enough to give away too much. Phyxe, the Goddess of Fire, wants Tru. Right now, she wants him…
“Come with me, warrior. Feel.” Fire licked across her skin and moved out and flowed along his forearm. His arm tightened in amazement as the flames caressed him rather than burned. Wanton warmth curled within her and leaped through the flames. Tru’s eyes flared open, and he sucked in a deep breath before his eyes dilated. The flames welcomed him.