Author Topaz Jordyn

     Prince Devlin is a fearsome vampire warrior, heir to the throne, and the leader of the infamous Omega Force Fleet. Devlin is a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield and in the bedroom a real player, until he lays eyes on his betrothed Tankura. She is all he never knew he wanted in a mate, the sexual intensity of their passion threatens to consume them both in an abyss of ecstasy. A forced marriage neither of them wanted, a sexual bond so strong that neither of them could deny. Devlin battles to hold onto his heart, while Tankura is determined to steal his very soul. Devlin will transform from Tankura's Dream Lover, into the mate of her fantasies. Please enjoy your stay in my world of fantasy:

Dream Lover Chronicles of the Vampire Society Vol. 1

     Devlin materialized on a rooftop overlooking her bedroom window. From his vantage point, he would be able to see her as soon as she passed into his line of vision. He remembered from his few visits with Tanar exactly where her suites were, it had been a few years but for some reason that little bit of info had stayed imbedded in his mind. For a moment, he had second thoughts. But he stayed put, and suddenly, she passed in front of the window, stretching as if she had just awakened. He was instantly attracted to her. She was beyond beautiful, and he wanted to inhale her feminine scent, to possess the very essences of her, to caress her firm woman's curves, to run his tongue over her skin the color of sun-kissed honey.Tankura stopped in mid-stride, looking in his direction, and he held his breath. She was searching for something. Does she sense me? Does she know I'm watching her? She scanned her surroundings once more before she turned with her bodyguard in tow. Devlin let out his pent-up breath in a rush. With his heart pounding in his ears, he ran his tongue across his lips. Catching it on the razor-sharp tip of his incisors, he tasted the salty flavor of his own blood. Damn, he had dropped his fangs.He watched as she continued to walk past the window with that badass strut of hers. Damn, he thought. He watched her until she disappeared into the house.

     Devlin caught sight of a small army of guards within.Not that she needed them.Tankura had been trained since a child in the art of defense and weapons, and now, as an adult, Devlin could tell she would be a force to reckon with. The information he had gathered from Omega central command data base, along with the little info he got out of Tanar. He knew her fighting skills were very impressive. The only detail he had not learned about her was what she looked like?

     Fortunately, from what he could see, she looked fine as hell. One of the guards came back onto the balcony and scanned the skyline. Devlin shifted behind a battlement, trying to come down from his heightened state of arousal. She could not have seen him; he had blocked his presence with a mental shield. But she had looked right in his direction. Could he be slipping, or was their bond just that strong? Devlin did not know for sure. Wanting to get a better look at his mate, having an overwhelming need to be in her presence, Devlin dematerialized and entered the estate undetected.

     He made sure to up his game, disarming the security system and making himself undetectable. He tracked her mentally and found her in the gym. She had changed into a snug fitting body suit that clung to every curve, like a second skin. She held a four-foot, wooden staff in her hand.Her sparring partner was about two hundred pounds or so, and Devlin knew he could take him without breaking a sweat. Her male opponent forgotten, Devlin concentrated on the main attraction. Tankura, he murmured, letting her name move through his brain like a sweet caress. He loved the sound of it.

     Devlin continued to watch in awe, and fascination.They took their defensive stance and circled each other, preparing to attack. Tankura skillfully took her opponent out in no time at all, keeping him on the defensive until she went in for the kill. Devlin could smell the sweat and excitement emanating from her. She laughed as she bent and held out her hand, offering assistance to her sparring partner. He took her hand getting back to his feet. "That was quicker than usual, Brett. Either you're slipping or I am just getting better at kicking your a**," Tankura said with laughter in her voice as she toweled the sweat from her face and neck. "Yes, mistress. Your skills are definitely  improving. "Well, that's good, I guess. Maybe now I can kick Tanar's butt for a change. What do you think about that?" "I think you will definitely give him a run for his money for sure." Well, that's just what I wanted to hear." Tankura checked her watch, she was supposed to be meeting her parents for a late dinner with one of her mother's friends. She needed to move it, or she would be late. She turned to her Brett her head of security,"let me go get myself together, and we can leave, okay? I will meet you out front in fifteen minutes." "Yes, mistress."

     Her voice had been the most beautiful sound Devlin had ever heard. He closed his eyes and took it all in, her voice, her scent, it was driving his a** mad with need. Devlin felt his control slipping. He had felt the power surge fluctuate through him, when he sat watching her from the rooftop. It had rushed through him, like wild fire. Devlin had no idea of what to make of that shit, and he tried to shake it off.This was definitely uncharted territory for him. Never had a female had such an unsettling effect on his mind, his senses, and his body. He could definitely see himself finding pleasure in her arms, but he still couldn"t see marriage in his future even with 20/20 vision.

     He wouldn't mind having some fun with her, but being committed to her and only her? He still could not see that, but there were still his many booty calls. He could still have his honies, still have his fun. Devlin's thoughts strayed back to Tankura again. D***, he said to himself. Devlin knew he could not wait a week to see her again. So he would do the unthinkable, and visit her in her dreams. He knew he was dead wrong for invading her privacy like that, but he really didn't give a damn. He needed to see her, to be near her, by any means necessary. He would link with her telepathically, visiting her in her mind. Devlin was determined to take her dreams by storm, sweeping her up in a whirlwind of passion. He would fill her head with visions of him, taking liberties that no man would have but her husband and mate.

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