Saturday, November 5, 2016

covenant-bt-ban Today we have the blog tour for Covenant by Michelle St. James!! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!




30732885 About Covenant: Danger. Passion. Obsession.   Heir to a worthless title, Christophe Marchand knows the only way to build an empire in the twenty-first century is with single-minded focus and cold, hard pragmatism.   Which means no distractions.   But that's before he lays eyes on Charlotte Duval.   Charlotte Duval is no man's arm candy.   An expert in antique furniture, Charlotte is in Paris to close up her recently deceased father's antique store. Her plan? Finish the job as quickly as possible, preferably without touching the still-tender wound of their estranged relationship, and return to L.A..   And even the enigmatic Christophe Marchand can't tempt her to stay.   Then the discovery of an elaborate ring hidden inside a 16th century writing desk sets off a chain of events that sends her to Christophe for protection. Soon the pair are traveling to Vienna in search of answers to an unsolved theft that once rocked the art world. But when their hunt intersects with an ominous takeover of Christophe's business, it becomes clear that their common cause will either destroy them -- or force them to come to terms with the true price of love.

EXCERPT:

“I wish you could see how beautiful you are right now,” he said, running a hand down her back.

         Then he grabbed her hips and drove into her.

         She cried out as he hit her cervix. He reached around, rubbing her clit with his thumb while he gave her time to stretch for him. It didn’t take long for her to start moving against him. Her body knew what it wanted.

         It had known since the first moment she’d seen him.

         He moved slowly inside her, taking his time as he sunk all the way in. Taking just as long to drag out of her, inch by inch, before thrusting slowly into her again. There was something tender about it, about the slow but forceful strokes, the way he held the back of her neck with one hand as he fucked her.

         She pushed against him when he drove into her, moved with him when he pulled out, working his rhythm like they’d been made for each other.

         Maybe they had.

         He started moving faster, and she felt him swell inside her. Felt him grow harder as he approached release.

         “Yes,” she said. “Come inside me, Christophe.”

         He groaned, favoring her with a particularly ferocious thrust, then bent over her body to kiss her. She turned her head, meeting his lips, the feel of his tongue invading her mouth while his cock plundered the core of her body erotic enough to bring her orgasm to the forefront.

         He was thrusting in and out of her pussy, kissing her with so much urgency she could hardly separate the occupation of her mouth from the occupation of her body. There was no separation of anything now.

         His body was hers. And she belonged to him.

         They were one.

         Ducunt volentem fata.

         The fates lead the willing.

         The words drifted through her mind as he pushed into her with a guttural cry, pouring his come into her while her body clenched around him, still thrusting, taking possession of her mouth as he took possession of her body.

         Then he was collapsing over her, leaving a trail of kisses on her back in the moment before he pulled out of her and tucked her into his side. He was still breathing hard when he kissed her lips, tenderly smoothed her hair.

         She tried to ignore that it felt like goodbye.




  This is not your mother’s mob.   Get Your Copy Today: Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Covenant-Paris-Mob-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01GU962TW/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&dpID=51QA7l1sKoL&dpSrc=sims&preST=_OU01_AC_UL160_SR107,160_&psc=1&refRID=C4A3BRKSANQREZETGCXE&linkCode=sl1&tag=author029-20&linkId=8c313b8f0a36007546a37fdc7ebaf556
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Covenant-Paris-Mob-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01GU962TW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1465834827&sr=8-1&keywords=covenant+michelle+st.+james
IBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/covenant/id1122572896?mt=11

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/covenant-michelle-st-james/1124494936?ean=2940156922505  

Read the first book in MOB BOSSES: AMAZON: http://amzn.to/1OBvYOe
AMAZON UK: http://amzn.to/2356sFe
AMAZON CANADA: http://amzn.to/2cr7PyR
AMAZON AUSTRAILIA: http://amzn.to/2cwHak1
B&N: http://bit.ly/2bCsdtV
IBOOKS: http://apple.co/1U9g4OQ
KOBO: http://bit.ly/2c4gDcC  

About Michelle St. James: Michelle St. James aka Michelle Zink is the author of seventeen published books and seven novellas. Her first series, Prophecy of the Sisters (YA), was one of Booklist's Top Ten Debut novels. Her work has also been an Indie Next selection and has appeared on prestigious lists such as the Lonestar List, New York Public Library's Stuff for the Teen Age, and Chicago Public Library's Best of the Best. Her books have been published in over thirty countries and translated into over twenty languages. She lives in New York with too many teenagers and too many cats.

Connect with Michelle: FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/authormichellestjames?ref=hl TWITTER: https://twitter.com/MStJames_Author
AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: http://www.amazon.com/Michelle-St.-James/e/B0137JW99U GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7520492.Michelle_St_James INSTAGRAM: https://instagram.com/michellezink/
WEBSITE: http://michellestjames.com  

Enter Michelle’s Giveaway:
  a Rafflecopter giveaway  
Title: Stolen Secrets 
Author: Cayce Poponea
Genre: Romantic Mafia Suspense Standalone
Release Date: November 8, 2016
Arianna Covington’s world is turned upside down after the tragic death of her fiancĂ©. Her friends watch as she tries to put the pieces of her life back together, only to fall further into the depression and seclusion her loneliness creates. To them, a trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras will somehow make the demons, which haunt her, vanish into the sweltering heat of the night.

What they don’t know is, Arianna has been living a lie, a spider web of secrets she keeps in order to stay alive. Using the city’s reputation for lost inhibitions and excessive celebration, she vanishes into the sea of spectators. She emerges with a new look and endless choices, leaving behind the secrets and lies she never wanted or earned. How can one night of burying your past, turn into a war with Dominick Santos? A man even the devil himself fears.



Cayce Poponea currently resides in Southern Georgia, with her three dogs and wonderful husband. A true romantic at heart, she writes the type of fiction that she loves to read. When she isn't setting behind her computer screen, creating yet another heart stopping, page turning novel. You can find her enjoying down time with her family.
HOSTED BY:



Title: Moto
Author: M. Never
Genre: Dark Erotic Romance
 Release Date: April 13, 2016



Blurb

What's harder than resisting one Dane man? Resisting two.

I don't date bikers. It's my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble.

T.R.O.U.B.L.E

Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I've done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical's most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He's tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I'm not dead. I'm not stupid either. He's a walking heartbreak waiting to happen.

But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life - literally- the game suddenly changes.

Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track.

The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I'll never forget...







Purchase Links

99c for a limited time!!!

AMAZON US / UK





Excerpt

“I’m not overreacting! You can’t just pass me around to all your biker buddies and think it’s okay! I’m not a fucking wrist watch you can just throw into the pot!”

Kayla, do you honestly think I would’ve put you up if I knew I couldn’t win? That I would let anyone else touch what belongs to us?” Reese crowds me into a corner.

“Us?” I squeak. Wait, what?

“Yes. Us. Mine and Dev’s.” He enunciates the words. “You. Are. Ours.”

There’s that word again. Ours.

“I don’t understand.”

“Baby, I think you do. I think you’ve always known where we would end up.” Reese cages me in with his arms.

Dev materializes over Reese’s shoulder, and I internally hyperventilate. I don’t know who to look at first as my gaze compulsively darts between the two of them. Two, beautiful, roughneck men, who both look like they want to have me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

“How . . . how would this even work?” I crazily entertain the idea.

Both their faces split with a fiendish smile. I must have asked the million-dollar question.

Reese leans in closely, stopping my heart. “Let us show you,” he murmurs so seductively my knees nearly buckle. I throw a questioning eye at Dev and he nods confidently.

“You both want this?” I ask with a small voice.

“It isn’t about what we want anymore. It’s all about you now,” Dev voices.

Holy. Fuck.

“Say yes, Kayla.” Dev’s tone is soft and velvety. Irresistible. “Say yes to us.”

I press my back against the wall praying for composure, but the longer they trap me, the more the pressure builds, the more my want fights to the surface, and my resolve falls away into oblivion. I find myself nodding because my ability to speak has become paralyzed.

“Good girl,” Reese breathes before he throws me over his shoulder like a caveman.

“Hey!” I grab onto his shirt.

He swats me on the butt as he makes his way to the stairs. “Ouch!” I flail.

“That’s for bouncing out on me. Never do it again. Got it?” He hits me once more for good measure.

“Fuck you.” I flinch.

“In due time, baby.”

I lift my head as Reese climbs the stairs with Dev hot on his heels.

Reality suddenly strikes. Is this really happening?

“Relax.” Dev traps my chin gently. “We’re going to take care of you. And make you feel so good.” He pushes some dangling hair away from my face so I can see him. He’s incredibly calm despite the carnal look in his eyes.

Once in my small room, Reese drops me on the bed. They each flank one side, making me feel like a trapped animal.

I kneel in the middle of the mattress at a loss at what to do next.

“Strip, baby,” Reese instructs as he unzips his leather jacket and pulls the gun from the back of his pants, placing it on my nightstand.

I stay frozen in place.

I know I’m supposed to move, but what’s clearly about to happen hasn’t sunk in yet.

“Need some assistance?” Dev crawls up behind me and kisses my neck. A switch flips. My eyes immediately roll backward. Yes, please, touch me. Both of you, please touch me.




Author Bio

M. Never resides in New York City. When she's not researching ways to tie up her characters in compromising positions, you can usually find her at the gym kicking the crap out of a punching bag, or eating at some new trendy restaurant.

She has a dependence on sushi and a fetish for boots. Fall is her favorite season.

She is surrounded by family and friends she wouldn't trade for the world and is a little in love with her readers. The more the merrier. So make sure to say hi!



Author Links




Title: When Love Comes Home
Series: Small Town Hearts Trilogy #2
Author: H.C. Bentley
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 5, 2016



Blurb

The summer before she left for college, Kari Nelson had the world in the palm of her hand. She was on her way out of her small hometown and out from under the thumbs of her controlling parents. But more importantly, she was in love for the first time.

That summer would change her life forever.

Years after returning home unexpectedly, Kari is no longer a naive and hopeful teenager. She’s a grown woman who has been married and divorced, and is now a single mother who balances running a respectable business while also raising her daughter. The daughter Marc Eaddens, the boy she'd loved all those summers ago, didn't know he had.

That boy is now a man who's returned to town to take over the family business from his ailing father. Sparks fly and tensions rise when he discovers the truth about the girl in Kari's life. Will he forgive Kari for keeping her secret – and his daughter – to herself? And can the two of them come together for their child...and themselves?

There will be a virtual launch party on H.C. Bentley’s Facebook page on November 6 & 7. Various authors will take over with games and prizes. Everyone is invited to attend!






Purchase Links

AMAZON US / UK





Excerpt

Summer 2003

The summer day was like a scene from a movie. Under the arch of a perfect blue sky, lush meadow-like hills, sprinkled with wild flowers, dipped and sloped. Stands trees of various types and heights, thick with leaves, speared towards a sky dotted with fluffy white clouds. Tall blades of green grass swayed in the breeze at the water’s edge. The only sounds came from birds calling their mates, the gentle lapping of the water on the bank, and the occasional rustling of the leaves in the trees.

The young couple, wrapped up in each other on a faded blanket under a draping willow tree, didn’t notice any of it. They were too busy soaking up every moment they could together, because summer was coming to an end, and the real world was waiting.

“I don’t want to go.” Kari Nelson's voice held a whining edge as she rested her head against her boyfriend’s chest.

“You know you have to.” Marc Eaddens twirled Kari’s blonde ponytail, still damp from their swim, between his fingers. “Your father is set on you going, and we both know he won’t have it any other way.”

“I know.” Her frustrated sigh blew warm across his bare chest. “I’ll go, just to get away from the tension at home. But I don’t want to be away from you.” Her fingers did a mindless dance over his skin as she tilted her head back to look at him. “I’m going to miss you.”

“And you know I’m going to miss you, too. But we’ve talked about this.”

“Yeah. I just wish our schools weren't so far away from each other. At least if they were closer, there'd be a chance to visit on weekends."

"I know. It would be nice if they were closer. But your parents insist on you going to Lindsey Wilson. Which is hell and gone from Roger Williams."

"I can't believe you'll be all the way up in Rhode Island." Her mouth came together in a small pout. "Long distance relationships suck."

“They do,” he agreed. “We can make it work. We only have to make it to the holiday break, which is what…four months or so? Then we’ll get to see each other and spend some real time together. In the meantime, we’ll write, and call when we can. The time will fly by.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.” He kissed her forehead. “When do you leave?”

“In a couple of days. Mom and Dad want to take a little side trip along the way – won’t that be fun - then they’re dropping me off early so I can get settled in before classes start.” She curled back into the curve of his shoulder and closed her eyes. “What about you? Still heading out tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” Kari felt his sigh in her hair and his arm tighten around her shoulders.

They laid together, neither speaking for several moments.

“Kari?” Her name came out in a single low, soft word.

“Hmm?”

“You know I love you, right?”

“I know.” A sad smile came to her lips. “And I love you, too.”

“Then we’ll be together, no matter what. We have to believe that.”

“I do. Hold me a little tighter, though. Okay? So that when we’re off in two different places, I can remember what it feels like.”

“I can do that.” He wrapped both muscular arms around her, bringing her closer. “I can hold you closer. And I can kiss you.” Rolling so his strong body angled over her petite frame, he pressed his lips to hers. “And I can make you forget, for a while, of the months to come.”

Thin shafts of light snuck through the fluttering curtain of the willow, leaving dappled patches on her sun-kissed skin. Marc lifted his head to look down at her just as a sudden breeze parted the drooping branches of the willow for a brief moment, allowing the sun to burst in, bright and full. The golden rays cast themselves upon Kari's body and, for a moment, Marc held the light in his arms. Her hair, warm as honey and drying in the slight shift of wind, gleamed. Skin, golden from a summer's worth of days, glowed. Brown eyes, an odd combination of chocolate and bronze, sparkled. Just as quick as the breeze had come up, it died down again to leave them hidden away from the world.

"Marc." A cool, slim hand met his cheek. "Why are you looking at me that way?"

"What way?"

"I'm not sure. I just know you've never looked at me that way before."

"Because it just hit me," he began as he stroked a stray lock of hair from her forehead with a single fingertip, "How beautiful you are. It took my breath away."

Even as her smile lit her face, tears began to well. Finding no words to express the enormous emotions swirling within her, she instead pulled him closer so she could press her lips to his.

The kiss was gentle, even a bit sad as the two realized this would be their goodbye. Kari's fingers alternated between light strokes and pregnant pauses along the bare muscles of Marc's back. His fingers mirrored her actions as they danced along her hair.

Those fingers did the same dance as they skimmed down Kari's jaw to her neck, where they found the strings to the bikini top she wore. As the kisses grew deeper, he toyed with the ends of the strings, twirling them between broad fingers. Kari's hands moved up to frame his face, to hold him there as their lips did a dance of their own. When the urgency of their kiss ramped up, Marc gave a pull on the strings he still held. Rather than an impatient tug, he drew them out in slow, measured movements.

The gentle, almost reverent way Marc moved was not lost on Kari. She knew he was trying to make this time, their last for a long while, memorable and special. She also knew she just plain wanted him, memorable and special be damned. In near desperate moves, on ragged shallow breaths, she made sure he knew as well.

They came together in a fever of roaming hands and hot kisses. It was a bittersweet joining, as each knew it would be the last time they would be together in such a way for a while.

What neither of them knew, as they laid together in the aftermath, was just how long it would be before they saw each other again, and what they would discover when they did.



Also Available


AMAZON US / UK
B&N / KOBO






Author Bio


H.C. Bentley is a veteran of the U.S. Army, as well as a part-time professional photographer. Her life is filled with books -- she is not only a writer and an avid reader, but she is also surrounded by books in her job at her local library. She is currently working on her second novel, and resides in Kentucky with her husband and two daughters.



Author Links




Title: Listen to Your Heart
Author: Sydney Logan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: T.M. Franklin
Release Date: November 19, 2016



Blurb

Skye Douglas has made a career out of helping brides plan the wedding of their dreams—even if she’s bitter when it comes to her own love life. Instead of risking her heart again, Skye prefers to spend her free time with her nephew—a little guitar prodigy who shares his aunt’s obsession with 80s metal hair bands.

Then she meets Caleb, the guitar teacher, and Skye suddenly finds herself unable to think about anything except the guy’s Def Leppard T-shirt and his bright blue eyes.

Caleb Lynch has waited all this life for a girl like Skye.

Too bad he’s engaged.

The fake engagement to his best friend seemed like a good idea at the time—after all, it’s her mom’s dying wish. But now he’s met someone he might actually have a future with, and Caleb’s not sure how understanding Skye will be if she learns the truth.

Then Caleb meets his wedding planner, and his entire world is turned upside down.

When Skye realizes she’s broken the cardinal rule of wedding planning by falling for the groom, will she listen to her head . . .or her heart?








Pre-order Links

Special pre-order price of 99c

AMAZON US / UK
B&N / KOBO / iBOOKS





Excerpt

Caleb stands and offers me his hand.

“Dance with me?”

I hate to dance . . . almost as much as I hate to date. But this is, without a doubt, the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to me.

“Okay.”

Caleb’s eyes never leave mine as he leads me to the dance floor. Pulling me close, he drifts his hands up my arms and along my shoulders until I’m flush against him. I encircle his waist with my arms as we sway to the music.

Then the most amazing thing happens.

Caleb leans his forehead against mine and starts to sing.

And I melt. Absolutely, positively melt right there in his arms.

Correction. This is the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to me.

Caleb’s deep blue eyes burn with emotion as he sings softly to me. I don’t care that we probably look ridiculous and cheesy. I don’t care that the waitress will most likely slash my tires. I don’t care that he’s singing slightly off key. I don’t even care that my best friend is going to scream bloody murder when I tell her about this moment.

I don’t care about any of it, because I’m here.

With him.

It’s exciting.

It’s terrifying.

Suddenly too overwhelmed with everything, I close my eyes.

“Please look at me,” he whispers, and because I’m completely under his spell, I obey.

“Caleb, I . . .” my voice drifts off.

Everything’s just too intense. It’s too much. And I don’t know what to say.

“You feel it, too?”

The insecure girl in me wants to ask what he means, but the woman in me knows. Of course I feel it, and I have no idea how to answer him. I decide to go with the truth.

“I do.”





Author Bio


Sydney Logan writes heartfelt romances that feature strong heroines and the heroes who love them. In addition to her novels, she has also penned several short stories and is a contributor to Chicken Soup for the Soul. Sydney holds a Master’s degree in Elementary Education and spends her days surrounded by kids and books. A native of East Tennessee, she enjoys playing piano and relaxing on her porch with her wonderful husband and their very spoiled cat.


Author Links

TWITTER
AMAZON




Giveaway

Win a Kindle Fire Tablet & 3 x $10 Amazon gift cards


ENTER HERE




Wet
Ashley Bostock
Publication date: December 26th 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
I’ve always been, Miranda Phillips, the town pariah. Growing up with neglectful parents, having sought attention from all the guys that were willing to give it to me, I wasn’t the most well-behaved kid in Lone Star. Killing an entire pond of Mrs. Potter’s fish when I was sixteen is one of many juvenile delinquent acts I’ve done in my past.
But now I am Lone Star’s reporter, only reporter and I’ve come a long way from being that lost, troubled girl, even if most of the town still judged me for it. I don’t allow anyone to get in the way of what I want. Including Ryan John. So when I corner him in the dark hallway and get him to succumb to the sizzling attraction between us, I know I’m playing with fire.
***
Even though I’ve successfully avoided her for two months, I haven’t forgotten how she tastes or what she feels like in my arms. And when I get sent a mysterious letter from some company wanting to buy my thousand shares of water rights that have been in my family for over a hundred years, I’m convinced that there is no one…err, better equipped, to help me than Lone Star’s only reporter, Miranda Phillips.
I know how desperately she wants me and this letter gives me all the reason I need to spend one night with the girl from the wrong side of town. One night in exchange for her tight investigative skills. And believe me, she’s tight, in more ways than one. One night. Because Miranda is trouble and being on the city council, as well as guardian to my younger brother and sister, means I can’t afford trouble.
Even if it comes packaged just the way I like.


Author Bio:
Ashley Bostock was born and raised in Colorado where she currently resides with her husband, two children, her dog and two cats.
She loves reading, writing, and music and is always trying to find more time in the day to incorporate all three. Seeking an outlet and pursuing her life-long passion for writing, she began composing her first novel in late 2013.
She has traveled all over the world, but still has an extensive list of places she would love to visit. Anywhere near a sky-blue ocean will always be at the top of that list.
She carries a Bachelor’s Degree in History with a concentration in Elementary Education from Metropolitan State College of Denver. While she loves children, she now fears teaching, which probably has something to do with being a stay-at-home mom.
Interesting Fact: Ashley has been to every Disney theme park in the world.

XBTBanner1
Title: Dark and Beautiful Nights
Series: The Covenant Series #3
Author: Betty Shreffler 
Genre: PNR Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 5, 2016
One man will fight to keep her love while the other will do whatever it takes to win it...
Devotion keeps Kayci longing for Adrian's return. Dark magic is the only way to free him and its cruel seduction has captured Kayci in its embrace. Cassius, unwilling to lose the one thing he's longed for—his mate, fights for Kayci's heart and saves her from her biggest threat… herself. 
Pulled between unrestrainable desire for Cassius and her devotion to Adrian, leaves Kayci suffering from the worst battle she's ever encountered…the one for her heart.
Cass took the glass from her hand and sniffed it. “What is it?”
Kayci shrugged. “The bartender is a witch. He makes it. It’s blood with some kind of potion in it. It makes me feel amazing.”
Cass studied the contents. His eyes drifted over the glass to her. “That’s my job.” He saw the arousal sweep over her face and it awakened his instinct. Yes. Your mate. Yours.
Kayci took the glass back from his hand and gulped it down.
Cass leaned on his arm. “Tell me, Kat. How’d you end up with pretty boy?” He motioned to Brad, sitting with his buddies, scowling at him.
Kayci rolled her eyes. “I met him a couple months ago, when I first starting using dark magic. I fed from him then. I ran into him again last night.”
“You sleep with him?” Cass asked, avoiding eye contact with her. He chugged more beer as the rising jealousy tightened his gut.
Kayci chuckled at his apparent discomfort with the subject. “No, not that it’s any of your business if I did.”
Cass set the beer on the counter and turned himself to face her. He rotated her stool toward him, putting her legs between his. “It is my business. You’re my mate. If you need a man’s touch, you come to me. Understand?”
Ohh! Why did his possessiveness irritate her and arouse her all at once? She narrowed her eyes. “I’ll do as I please, Cass. I’m not your mate.”
“I thought we’d already resolved this? You are my mate and I’m here to stay.”
She let out a frustrated breath of air. “You’re incredibly pushy.”
Cass grinned before placing his hands under her ass and scooting her closer to him. “I know.”
The blood and potion warmed her body, causing the usual euphoric sensation. As his provocative gaze met hers, her body ignited. The warming sensation turned to a harmonizing pulse and her body itched to have his hands caressing her, his lips passionately claiming hers. She gazed up at him, mesmerized by his beautiful wolf eyes and full lips. She reached up, unable to stop herself from running her finger along them. He bit her finger, gave it a flick of his tongue, and then claimed it with his mouth. Heat warmed her below, sending quick exuberant shocks of electricity from her belly, down and back. She grinned, fangs visible and eyes glazed with desire.
Cass saw the hunger in her eyes, causing his body to respond. Pressure extended his jeans and he kneaded her thighs in response. “I like what that drink does to you.” He winked.
Kayci bit her lip as desperate longing slammed against her, begging for release.
Cass’ eyes lowered, fixed on her lips. “You know what that does to me, don’t you?”
Kayci nodded, grinning, her mouth nearly salivating for a taste of him.
“Keep it up and I’ll bend you over this bar and take you in front of everyone,” he murmured breathlessly.
“You would, wouldn’t you?” she teased.
“Don’t challenge me, Kat. I’m barely restraining myself as it is.”
Kayci slid her fangs over her bottom lip and released it, just to watch the hunger grow vehemently in his eyes. “Why do you make me feel this way?” The ardency in her own voice startled her.
“I don’t know how to make it any clearer for you, you’re my mate, and once you accept it, we can get on with giving each other unrestrained pleasure.” The connotation of his promised desire dripped off his lips.
Unrestrained pleasure? How can I resist?
“And if I am your mate, what then?”
Cass took a strand of her hair in his hand and gave it a tantalizing tug before placing it behind her ear. When her body shivered with arousal, his instinct purred with satisfaction. “I claim you as mine, mark you…” He caressed her cheek. Her eyes closed as her breath quickened. “We’ll be tied forever. As my mate, I’ll love you, ensure you’re happy, protected, satisfied—always.”
She could hear the promise in his earnest voice. She opened her eyes to see the fire burning in his.
And what woman wouldn’t want all of that?
“What do you mean by mark me?” The idea of him biting her stirred her already yearning desire.
The excitement in her voice worsened the pressure on his jeans. He glanced around at their current location, returning to her fiery, lust-filled gaze. “This isn’t the best place for that conversation.”
She stared at him expectantly, licking her lips, bringing his fixed stare to them.
“Just remember—you asked.”
He tucked his massive hands under her thighs and gave her ass a tug, bringing her as close to him as she could get while still sitting on the stool, barely. He leaned closer, lowering his voice for her to hear his private share.
“When I make love to you, I want all of you. I want to ravage your body, take you beneath me, sink my teeth into you, claim you as mine. It will be the most passionate and erotic experience you’ve ever had and I know you’ll enjoy it and I’ll enjoy watching the pleasured moans escape those luscious lips.”
The heat of his breath on her ear and his strong, solid hand kneading the inside of her upper thigh had her trembling with need. His sensuous touch sparked heat and fire—ravenous fire. It gurgled in her belly, awakening after a long period of dormancy.
She bit her lip—hard. He leaned back to see her reaction. His eyes glimmered with satisfaction.
His captivating wolf eyes remained on her, stabbing right through her, to the deepest part of her.
“The funny thing about you, Kat, is your words always reject me, but your body begs me to satisfy it.”
Her breath escaped. Damn, he’s good. Her fangs stabbed her bottom lip as her body pulsed with desire. The potion’s affect helped his cause, betraying her. It was supposed to give her numbing pleasure not add to the aching need she had for him.
She closed her eyes and gave her head a shake. She scooted back on the stool before she clawed at the clothes covering him. She opened her eyes to see him grinning at her. That usual arrogant smile that said, he knew exactly what was going on inside her mind and body.
She stepped off the stool. Must have cold shower.
Cass’ hand grabbed a hold of her hip as she swayed, giving it a firm squeeze. She fell against his arms that he used to pull her closer, bringing her inches from his lips. He stared down at her, his wolf eyes studying her eyes, her expression.
He could see the struggle in her eyes—the longing, the confusion, and frustration. He would make things clear for her.
“It’s about time I start pissing you off.”
He brought his lips down on hers, claiming them with his own. The fire roiled in her belly, exploding like a volcano. She sunk into his lips, letting the sensation take her.
He dipped his tongue into her mouth, coaxing her further, tasting more of her, wanting more of her. Satisfaction filled him when she didn’t pull away. He held the nape of her neck and drove their kiss further. His hand squeezed her backside as he pulled her body against his. He needed her, needed her to give in. He couldn’t take her denial much longer. It was driving him wild. He needed to touch her, caress every part of her.
When their lips parted, she swayed at the dizziness that swam through her head and the extraordinary arousal throbbing between her thighs.
“Cass…”
“Yes, Kat?” He could hear the desire in her voice. He longed to satisfy it and to satisfy her. He brushed one of her curls behind her ear.
“I—”
“Want this as much as I do, don’t you beautiful?”
She did, she wanted to pounce on him like a panther on its prey and devour him one succulent sample at a time.
“How about I take you home?” he asked, never easing his affectionate hold on her.
“Yes,” is all she could sputter.
 
Betty Shreffler is a self-proclaimed nerd and nature enthusiast obsessed with folklore, photography, writing, reading, movies, board games, hiking, gardening and spending time with her husband and five fur babies. Not necessarily in that exact order though. During her outdoor adventures she's been face to face with an alligator, a bear and a coyote, making for some of the most memorable experiences of her life. She loves to capture and share the world's beauty through the lens of her beloved Nikon camera. Her work experience has been diverse from working as a Ranger for the National Park Service to management positions in Fortune 500 companies. She’s lived in four different states and moved homes twelve times. She received a BA in organizational management and minor in sociology, although her heart has always belonged to writing and photography. Growing up, she read romance or supernatural novels and jotted down poems and short stories to express her emotions and alleviate the characters' voices in her head. Not much has changed, only now her stories are lengthier and her characters more interesting.
HOSTED BY: