Lucky for me, one of my favorite authors has a release schedule that keeps fresh, fun material in my hands on a nearly monthly basis. Lucky for you, I can never wait to come share the latest release and lucky for us, we can all enjoy it together! Best known for her sci-fi, Alien super sexy trope, Ruby Dixon takes on epic fantasy and builds a world that fills the chasm between Gods and Mortals and we see exactly what happens when their worlds collide and they dare fall in love.
Mortals and gods don’t mix…
When I went to my neighbor’s apartment to investigate strange sounds, I never expected to fall through a portal into another world. Yet here I am, a stranger in an even stranger land… and I’m stranded. In this world, might makes right, men carry swords, and gods walk the earth.
The one person that might be able to help me is also the one person I want to throttle most. Aron, Lord of Storms, Butcher God of Battle, is my new companion. Or rather, I’m his.
But Aron and I have a common goal – get home. And we’re bonded – anchor and god – with a bond unlike any other. So we travel together. We bicker. We bathe together. We fight our many, many enemies together. And sure, he’s a god, but he’s also an arrogant jerk. Brawny, smoking hot, irresistible jerk. I should want nothing to do with him. I certainly shouldn’t want to do things to him…
Right off, I loved how contemporary the book felt, even while delving into fantasy. The heroine, Faith, is such an accessibly cool woman and I loved being in her head. Dixon is a champion at writing likable heroines who take on strong men and Faith had her work cut out for her with Aron (a battle god- YUM!) Aron is all arrogance and strength, but with his surefootedness shaken in this strange dimension, watching him have to lean on and learn from Faith was hilarious and freaking catnip. They are very opposites attract meet I want you-but –we- shouldn’t-and –we- won’t- you- want –me-I-don’t-want-you-no-you-no-you-oh-look-we’re-naked.
“You were brave,” he tells me. “You did what you felt you had to in order to save me. I’m both humbled and terrified at the way your mind works.”
When I let out a watery laugh, he kisses me again. “And I love you. I didn’t think gods could feel such things, but what I feel for you… there is no better term. You are everything to me. Everything I could ever want, everything I need.”
“I love you, too,” I whisper, caressing his dear face. “I love you so much.”
He simply holds me close, lightly kissing my mouth with gentle nips. I love that this big, fearsome man—this god—can be tender with me and fierce to the rest of the world. How I love him. I kiss him again, and then the kiss becomes something deeper, more erotic, and I moan with a new need…
Aron tilts me forward, pulling off his leggings, and then I ease down against his cock. I’m not yet wet enough to take him, so he snags a hand behind my neck and pulls me down for a harder kiss, his mouth fiercely claiming mine even as one hand grasps my breast and teases the nipple. He works it to a hard point with his thumb, rubbing back and forth as I rock against his cock. I want to take him deep, need the connection between us, and when he gives a little push, I sit back, letting gravity do what my body won’t. That’s not enough for Aron, though. He growls my name, a single syllable of need.
One hand clamps on my hip and the other goes to my clit, and he rubs his thumb against it as I rock over him. Oh, fuck. That does it. I close my eyes, losing myself to pleasure as he rubs my clit and slowly I sink onto the hard, thick length of him. I ride him, my hips working as I move over him. I need this. Need him. I’ve missed him, even though it’s only been a few days since he was lost to me. It made me realize just how much I’ve come to crave him. Not just my body, but my heart. Maybe even my soul.
“I love you,” I tell him as our bodies work together, faster and harder. “Love you, Aron…”