KatelynHunt is fascinated with the sexy stranger who has been hanging out ather New Age store for the last week. As a Seer, the sensual power shefeels from this man of mystery intrigues—and arouses—her. But only histouch allows her to truly see what it would be like to lie beneath himnaked and exposed, experiencing complete sexual surrender. And thisvision is just the beginning…
AsPrince of an otherworldly clan who use sexual energy as theirlife-force, Grayson de Klatch has searched far and wide for the Seerwho can help save his planet. And when he finally finds Katelyn, heknows he has discovered his future mate. His body craves the sex herbody so willingly offers and he aches with the need to make this womanhis own…
"Deliciously wicked and sexy--intensely satisfying!"
Angi from NightOwl Romance gave Vision of Seduction 4.25 Hearts and had this to say: Ms. Ryan creates a bold and beautiful world. Vision of Seduction is the second book by Ms. Ryan that focuses on Tador and its inhabitants. It can however be read without reading the prior book and you won’t be lost or completely confused. Although if you haven’t read the prior book, by the time you finish this wonderfully imaginative tale you will definitely want to. The characters are multifaceted and full of all the quirks we all carry inside us. The imagery is superb and gives a clear and vibrant mental image of a new and exciting planet. And the sex is so hot and steamy you’ll think you just stepped out of a sauna. It is also explicit and not for the faint of heart. But it’s also touching and tender and loving. This is a well-done and well-rounded work and I highly recommend it. I am anxious to pick up the previous book in this series and will be waiting with baited breathe for the next book to tell me how things turn out with the triangle. Well done, Ms. Ryan, very well done indeed.
Yet,this one was more vivid than usual—less déjà vu, and more currentsomehow. She couldn't pinpoint the differences, but she knew.
The air was heavy with water and ripe with the scents of plants andearth. Katelyn couldn't see anything past the mist even though the sunwarmed her and shined off the soft green grass under her bare toes.From the smells, this place reminded her of the beautiful grassy meadowin her last vision.
"Good morning, Katelyn."
The deep bass rumble that made her name sound like an exotic delicacy, startled her and she turned toward the voice.
Grayson emerged out of the mist looking much as he had when she'd firstseen him walk into her shop. A plain black T-shirt stretched over broadshoulders, which veed down to a tapered waist. Tight jeans molded overmuscular thighs before covering the tops of well-worn black cowboyboots.
His dark hair gleamed with amber highlights in thesunlight. He'd pulled it back into a simple ponytail. It looked softand satiny, and her fingers literally itched to reach out and touch.
Grayson's chiseled jaw and sensual lips would be enough to make himhandsome, but those eyes the color of deep melted amethysts made himbreathtaking.
Unease skittered along Katelyn's spine as images of the battle inside her shop flooded back.
Shit! Did that actually happen?
It must've been another vision. Yet, it hadn't felt like a vision, butsomething that actually occurred. And why would she vision something sobizarre when all her visions usually came true in some form?
Asinking sensation churned deep inside her belly and she concentrated,attempting to crystallize the images inside her mind's eye.
Try as she might, she couldn't remember anything past the blue beamthat slammed into her chest like a sledgehammer. When the vivid memoryof the pain searing into her chest made her wince, she knew she hadn'timagined the attack.
Katelyn squeezed her eyes shut trying toblock out the memory. Somehow, when the sizzling beam struck her, shehad known if it didn't stop draining her energy, she would die. Shebrought her hand to her chest, wincing as she touched the sore spotleft by the beam.
"Am I dead?" Even in her vision, her voice sounded hoarse and unused.
Grayson'sdeep chuckle vibrated through her. She longed to press her body flushagainst his and ask him to laugh or even speak, so she could see whatthose wonderful low rumbles would do to her in close proximity.
"No, far from dead, my beautiful Seer. Unconscious, or maybe evenasleep, but not dead." He stepped close, and Katelyn's breath caught inher throat.
Heat and energy pulsed between them and every coherent thought fled her mind as she gave herself up to this vision.
"I'm glad you are all right. I have come to help you heal—to help healus both, actually." Grayson captured a strand of her hair and rubbed itbetween his thumb and first two fingers.
The innocent caress sentgooseflesh marching over her entire body followed by a tingling wave ofheat just under her skin. A low moan escaped before she could stop it.
She nearly let her head fall back in surrender before his words, andnot his actions filtered to the front of her awareness. "Are you ahealer?" she asked. "Your energy is very powerful, but it doesn't feelquite right for a healer."
Grayson laughed, and once again, thebeguiling sound roamed over her like a verbal caress. "No, my beautifulSeer. I'm no healer." He traced a single callused finger over herbottom lip and she clenched her fists to keep from leaning into thelight friction of his touch. "I'm a Klatch witch, an ancient line ofotherworldly witches whose life force is sexual energy."
It wasKatelyn's turn to laugh. "Wow, I'll be happy to lend any help in thatarena you might need. Although, unfortunately, I'm only human, andwhile sex is nice—stellar, if I'm lucky—I need rest and time to heal.That is, if I were sick or injured, which I'm not."
He brushed his lips over hers, which left a pleasant buzzing sensation against her skin.
"You're wrong, Seer. Healing doesn't follow human rules here. And you're still injured from the energy blast. Trust me."
She stepped back.
"I don't trust anyone," she surprised herself by blurting out somethingshe had thought to herself countless times before.
Graysononly smiled. "I know, my beautiful Seer. Then let me show you instead."Before she could argue the point, he pulled her tight against him. Heplunged his fingers into her hair while he captured her mouth with his.
Her hands found his chest, and her frantic mind sent her arms a signalto push him away, but her body betrayed her, and her fingers fisted inthe soft cloth of his T-shirt. Heat sizzled between them and she feltlike she would drown in the overwhelming sensations. Finally, his lipsgentled against hers and she was able to step away from him. She swayedslightly, but locked her knees and stared him down. "What are you doingto me?"
Grayson didn't state the obvious, but seemed toinstinctively understand her real question. "Every Klatch has a specialgift, and mine is to cause arousal in others. I can control it, but itcomes very naturally, and most of the time, I don't even realize I'mdoing it."
"It's bad enough you're a walking wet dream, but nowyou think you can cause magical arousal?" She slapped her hand over hermouth as she realized she'd said the words out loud.
Arousal, hell. So far he's some sort of truth serum!
A pleased expression lit his already too-handsome features. "Not onlyhave you shown more resistance to my inherent gift than any Klatchwoman ever has, but you seem to have the same effect on me. No womanhas ever affected me like this. Until you."
Inside her mind,she laughed at the ridiculousness of his statement. He thought she'dshown resistance? Hell, if Ethel hadn't interrupted, she might'vebacked him up against her display case and taken advantage of him rightthere.
Besides, he was delusional. He had to be. She'd neverencountered any type of magick or energy that would do what hedescribed. It sounded more like a case of male ego, and less like an"inherent gift." Katelyn held up her hand stop sign fashion. "On demandarousal. Right. I don't buy it." She fisted her hands on her hips andglared up at him. "Hit me with your best shot,Mr.-Goddess's-Gift-to-Womankind. Show me this 'inherent gift.'"
Grayson sighed as if disappointed in her lack of belief. "You're a verystubborn woman, Seer. Please remember that you specifically asked forthis demonstration." He shrugged. "Although it will help you heal, so Isuppose it can't hurt."
She snorted. "You have no idea howstubborn I can be." Katelyn held her arms wide as if making herself abigger target. "Bring it on, stud."
Grayson never moved, but a wave of his energy surrounded her and her entire body burned with desire.
Her breasts ached almost painfully.
Her pussy throbbed with need.
Even her skin felt like it might explode if she didn't have Grayson inside her.
Katelyn wanted hot, kinky, explosive sex, and she wanted it now.
She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, drawing in lungfulls of air as she battled against her urges and desires.
Katelyn pictured a shield made of pure white light that surrounded her body and blocked his energy.
Immediately, the assault lessened, but didn't stop. Apparently, evenher strongest shields couldn't totally protect her. He hadn't beenkidding about his "gift."
"Enough." The word slipped from herlips with effort, and she hoped Grayson heard it over the pounding ofblood inside her head.
Just as quickly as the desire began, it stopped, as if Grayson had flipped a switch.
Katelyn locked her knees, fisted her hands, and screwed her eyes shuttight. She refused to crumple to the ground with relief like she wantedto.
When her heart had slowed enough that she was sure itwouldn't pound right out of her chest, she opened her eyes. Sheexpected his expression to be smug. Instead, it was apologetic. Hestood stock still as if afraid to come closer.
"Okay." Katelyn sucked in a shaky breath. "Remind me not to ask for any future demonstrations from you."