Eluria's Enforcer

Blurb

Book One of the Argadia Heart Trilogy. Devon Andromeda, a Nanus-altered Argadian Enforcer of the First Level, is assigned the mission to hunt down and eliminate Eluria Zydon, a rebel leader, who also happens to be the daughter of an Elite Tribunal Commander. Enforcers are altered and trained as assassins who retain no memories, or humanoid emotions that would hamper their purpose. Aggression is the only emotion unblocked in an Enforcer, the Tribunal directs their existence.

Eluria Zydon's life is filled with more than enough memories and emotions for both Devon and her. She lives with the guilt of past injustice and her life has been dedicated to finding the cure to set Devon and those like him free. It is a payment she prays will free her soul once and for all from her tormenting past.

Confrontation on the lifeless planet, Serdion, will change them both forever. An explosion delivers Devon into Eluria's hands. An experimental drug opens the floodgates to Devon's emotions...and his memory. The first emotion he faces, and must learn to control is desire. Eluria has been trained as a Twilight Companion and has the knowledge to help him harness his passions. Will he accept her help? Or is his only intent to complete his mission...her termination...

Excerpt

Eluria felt every inch of Devon's naked flesh against her body as he pinned her beneath him. She should have expected nothing less. He was no longer the youth she'd fallen in love with in the Before. He was a dangerous predator, and she was his prey.

Her heart pounded in her chest, but she refused to fight for her freedom--or her life. "You have the upper hand, Enforcer, do what you will. It was my choice to grant you freedom. I live--and will die--by my own choices--wrong or right." His flinty gaze bore into her, piercing her, igniting her flame. He leaned closer, chest to breast, hip to pelvis, with one hand carrying the majority of his weight, yet pinning her effectively beneath him. His fierce heat wafted over her, through her, his male hardness pressed into her feminine core.

Control shattering, Eluria's radiant aura burst free, the fiery, flickering evidence of her sexual arousal overly bright in the darkened recesses of the cavern.

The look in Devon's eyes was one of triumph. "So, Female, what would you offer me to assuage your need? Twilighter, how long has it been since your last encounter? I need answers and you can provide them. In return--" Eluria turned her head away, unwilling to meet his gaze. She refused to rise to his taunt. His grasp tightened on her wrists and she winced. "How long have you been without completion?" he repeated through gritted teeth.

"What do you care, Enforcer? Why do you care? I'm nothing to you. If it's you who want release, say so," she challenged him in a low deep-throated tone meant to entice. "There's no need to tackle me. I'm trained after all to service those very needs. But it will not give you the answers you seek."

His hard gaze roved insolently over her taut body beneath him. Finally, he released her and stood. Towering over her, he studied her as she lay still, waiting for his next move. When it became obvious he awaited her reaction, Eluria jumped to her feet and retreated across the room. The distance she created helped to reassert control and her radiant red glow flickered and disappeared.

She turned away and walked to the chest containing his uniform. Reaching inside, she pulled out the folded garment and threw it at him. "Your skinsuit, Enforcer. I suggest you clothe yourself. Unless, of course," she allowed her heavy-lidded gaze to glide brazenly over his body, "you have other needs to assuage first?"