Dive into the thrilling third novel in the Mortal Machine series by Jocelyn Adams…
Since their last battle, life for the Mortal Machine—the secret-society that protects Earth and its inhabitants from dark outside forces—has become almost…normal. For everyone but Addison. The evil she’s imprisoned in her soul has begun eating away at her sanity, and despite her soul mate Asher’s efforts to hold her together, it’s causing painful and terrifying delusions.
Consequently, nobody believes Addison’s warnings that Marcus, their old enemy, has returned. When Marcus threatens Asher and the Machine, she agrees to find what he seeks—a treasure that, in his hands, could be deadly.If she relies too much on Asher, she knows he’ll likely imprison her, if only to preserve what’s left of her deteriorating mind. But if she fails this final test, Earth will fall. So Addison is forced to distance herself from her love, to prevent the life she wants with Asher from being over before it truly begins.
With one hand tangled in the back of my hair, Asher brushed his lips against mine enough for me to feel the smile on them.When I squirmed in his hold, he looped his free arm around my butt and picked me up. I curled my legs around his hips and held his gaze as he carried me into the huge glassed-in shower down the hall from our bedroom, watching as his hunger turned darker, igniting my own fire.I did more than watch. I could feel his need as if it were my own. His hopes. His fears. His desire to take care of me, and I wanted to let him. I’d almost forgotten how beautiful he was, powered up with the brilliant patterns glowing beneath his skin, turning him into an ethereal dream I wanted to spend the rest of my life basking in.He loosened his grip on me until my feet touched down on the cold tile. My shirt disappeared with a flick of his hands. With his magnificent, tanned chest bare and bright with Machine power, and his midnight-black hair swept forward to shadow his eyes, I struggled to breathe. He was my darkest fantasy come to life, and he was hunting me. Here, kitty, kitty. Sometimes I didn’t mind being the mouse.
Growling, he claimed my mouth like a starving man, and I was a ripe peach he wanted to lick up and down, leaving no soft place untasted. His kiss was light but intense at first, and then his tongue slipped between my lips, demanding I open to him in other ways.
Giving in to my own hunger, I surrendered, taking his tongue in deep to caress my own. I hissed when my back pressed against the cold tile, the contrast jarring against his heat. Asher fumbled with the tap until water poured out of the showerhead down on him. It slicked his hair down, but he slid his hands up and pushed it off his forehead. Good Lord.
Water ran in rivers over the swell of his chest, over his six-pack, following that sexy vee of muscle that led down to the rest of his splendor below. He pulled me into the downpour with him, his arousal already large and ready between us. I didn’t have enough hands to touch him everywhere I wanted to.
“No.” He spun me to face the tile and placed my hands flat against the wall. “Today, you’re mine. I don’t want you getting distracted by your need to touch, I only want you to feel my hands on you, and my mouth, and…” He pressed his hips forward, the long, hard length of him sliding between my folds, teasing to breach me, as he swept his palms up the flat of my stomach.
Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world.
Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do.
Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.