I thought I’d give you a sexy taste of what just might be my upcoming release on July 5th. You know I love to mix my genres. I can’t help myself. On this gorgeous Friday, take a taste of…
“Get going! Get the fuck going!” Greg demanded, popping off another series of shots in the direction of the attack.
Both Shane and Samuel shot past me, trudging through the forest, their faces paralyzed with panic. Ice and snow continued to fall, stained in crimson. I noticed Dr. Consuelos crawling toward us, anguish covering his face. Everything was surreal, time almost standing still.
“Help. Me.” I don’t know how I was able to understand his dying words as a series of keening growls permeated the air, but I did, and the sound would forever haunt me.
Run. Run. Run!I was drowning in a quicksand of ice, my feet slipping.
A deep roar rumbled through the forest, stilling every other creature. I heard a series of thunderous noises. They were coming.
They were coming for me.
Suddenly, I was alone and in a few seconds of insanity where there was no doubt I was going to die, I saw his face. A very human face but there was something wrong. No, not wrong exactly. The look of this amazing creature was like a vision from the heavens above, rugged and handsome. How could I think this way? I was frozen with fear, but my mind reeling as electricity soared between us. Then a second and a third creature emerged from the frozen shadows, their faces appearing as if from distant planets, not from the depths of the forest. These weren’t beasts of this world, but creations from another.
An unsettling rushed through my mind, creating a series of tingles along every inch of skin. I was mesmerized, unable to move.
One beast stepped forward, his body moving through the snow with ease. Massive in size and structure, he stood at well over seven feet tall. Long dark hair, matted with snow and ice framed an angular, chiseled face. He was covered in fur pelts and for a few seconds I thought I was witnessing a Viking in battle. While there was no way to make out his features, I could see his eyes as they bore into mine, penetrating into my very soul.
Even in the blinding snow, I was able to lock onto his amazing emerald green eyes, flecks of gold and amethyst glowing in the dimness. The fantasy.His expression was carnal, laced with extreme danger, but his actions toward me weren’t a threat, merely curiosity.
I could almost read his mind, his primitive thoughts regarding feasting.
His burning gaze made my tummy buzz, my nipples harden, desire burning my flesh. Everything about this was preposterous, being turned on by some flesh-eating monster, but my mouth was dry from a building excitement. I was jittery, even in the freezing cold, trying to catch my breath as his gaze deepened, hardened by the horrific life he’d led.
I hadn’t realized I’d taken several steps closer, drawn to him by a connection that could not be denied. I lifted my arm, struggling to reach him. To touch him. He came even closer, his growl rumbling into my very core. My body was warm, infused with an intense longing penetrating every muscle and cell. My pussy clenched, a reaction I hadn’t experienced other than in a dream in a very long time. I could almost gather a scent of cream slickening my panties, an absolute impossibility.
There was nothing else but this creature, this beautiful and masculine being.
And he wanted me.
He cocked his head, taking cautious steps, studying me in a manner that could only be described as seductive, undressing me with his eyes. The intimacy shared between us was explosive, so unexpected that I had no sense of anything else but this moment. There was no doubt what he was thinking.
What he was desiring.
I heard his growl, a deep rumble coming from the pit of his stomach. This was the sound of ownership, possession.
And I knew he was prepared to take me.
He reached out, his fingers brushing across my lips, issuing a keening howl to the others. Within seconds, I was tossed over his shoulder. He moved swiftly, turning and running even in the deep snow. I was thrown into a paralyzing state, unable to move or fight back. I could just make out two of the others in my group but only for a few seconds, the blinding snow forcing everything in my world into a whirling white blur.
“Don’t,” I said weakly, but I knew he couldn’t hear and had no way of knowing if he even understood. The howling wind became a roar, echoing in my ears. I pummeled my fists against his back. It was no use. I was his prisoner.
I was aware of other beasts, moving in a formation together and even though I couldn’t see them, I could hear their bitter cries, howls and roars of angry monsters moving away from the battle they’d fought.
What seemed like only minutes passed but suddenly I could no longer feel the effects of the ravaging weather. Dazed and confused, I tried to get my bearings, attempting to lift my head. All I could see was stone and a roaring fire. Suddenly, I was on the ground near the warmth. I closed my eyes, the frigid chill making me sleepy.
Hands came from nowhere, touching my face and removing my hat. Then my jacket and shoes. I struggled to keep my eyes open, but I was so tired, drained. When I blinked again, it was as if the fantasy had come true.
A face loomed over mine, fingers gently brushing across my cheek. The Viking. This had to be a wondrous dream. He rubbed my hands between his, blowing on them every few seconds. When he seemed satisfied, he finished undressing me.
Others surrounded me, gorgeous creatures with luminescent eyes. I was naked, being caressed and fondled. My face. My breasts. Hands moved between my legs, stroking my wetness, thrusting into my pussy. The realization hit me and I fought back, slapping and kicking until I was able to scramble to my feet. “No!”
Two of them snarled, peering at me with luminescent eyes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, trying to cover my nakedness. I was surrounded.
There was no answer, merely husky growls coming from every direction. I could see their eyes, famished stares as they inched closer. Every one of them was dressed in thick fur and I could tell covering massive, carved bodies. I’d never seen such glorious men in my life, barbaric and almost perfect. This couldn’t be happening. This was a dream, a beautiful, sensuous dream. “Who are you? What do you want?”
The Viking advanced, taking long strides in my direction. When he stood only inches from me, he curled his lip and lowered his head until our lips were almost touching. Spreading his fingers, he gingerly placed them on my face, adding just a touch of pressure.
The connection was intense, vibrant, and so alive. The others crowded closer yet keeping their distance. It was as if they knew they had to be invited. I was terrified beyond belief but the electricity soaring through us was so beautiful, as if we’d always been tethered together.
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Shoring my shoulders, I made my way to his room, plastering on a huge smile. There was no way he would recognize me from a few hours before. None. Right? I brushed my hand through my hair, calming my nerves then held my hand in front of the door, ready to knock. All the adrenaline and courage seemed to leak out and I was just about ready to run away with my tail between my legs. Then my nagging voice laughed at me. I had every right to be cautious. What if this guy had been sent to find me? Slinking back, I collided with the railing, huffing as I almost catapulted over the top. This was ridiculous.
If the gorgeous hunk of a man had been sent to hunt me down, I’d be locked in a trunk somewhere. That is assuming he had another vehicle. See, another reason the guy had to be on the up and up. He’d traveled here on a bike. I rolled my eyes, laughing at myself. Some brave chick I was.
My confidence back in check, my knuckles were ready to rap on the door when it was yanked open, the force almost pulling me inside.
“What the hell do you want?” the gruff voice asked, intense green eyes flashing at me.
“I, um…” The tall drink of water was even sexier up close. He towered over me, his rippling muscles and broad chest mouthwatering. His well-worn jeans accentuated all the delicious traits God had adorned him with.
A thick cock begging to be set free.
Even the jagged scar covering a good portion of his face was strangely enticing. Every cell in my body was on fire, ignited from embers that had never been this combustible.
He raked his eyes down the length of me, a sneer on his face. I could tell by the lingering look exactly what he was thinking, brutal and raw sex. When his gaze settled on my breasts, I didn’t have to take a glance to know my nipples were fully erect, poking through the thin material of my shirt. This was a mistake, a huge mistake. “I’m sorry. I must have the wrong room.”
“I don’t think so, little lady.” His massive hand snapped around my wrist, yanking me inside. I heard the door slamming and whimpered under my breath. I was in so much trouble. Within a split second, I was shoved up against the wall, his powerful frame only inches from mine. “I’ll ask you again, what do you want?”
“Nothing, I…” I was never tongue-tied. Ever. But the scent of him, all musk and testosterone filtered into my nose, assaulting not only my body but my brain cells as well. All I could think about was wallowing naked underneath his carved-like-stone muscles, being ravaged in every manner.
“Nothing, eh? From what I heard, you were looking specifically for me. There’s always a reason. Who sent you?”
The damn clerk had warned him of my pending arrival. Fucker.“No one sent me. I was going to offer you a drink. You know, from the Sandpiper just down the road?” I snarked as I pointed to my chest, almost dying of embarrassment since his eyes were drawn back to my very hard, elongated nipples.
He narrowed his eyes, leaning in and taking a deep whiff. When he blew the hot breath across my cheek and neck, I thought I was going to fall into a puddle on the floor. No man had ever had this kind of effect on me. He was also irritating as hell, trying his best to play the bad guy in order to terrify me.
“A drink, huh? I don’t see anything in your hands that would indicate you’re telling the truth, shirt or no shirt. I suggest you come clean or pay the consequences.”
Now, he pissed me off, his arrogance way off the charts. “What did you say?”
He leaned closer until his lips were only centimeters from mine. “You heard me. You better come clean or else.”
“Are you threatening me?” I glared into his eyes, rising onto my tiptoes. The move was clumsy, pushing our lips together. I could taste a hint of liquor and the kind of indulgence that was all male. Everything about this man was intoxicating, but I refused to allow him to notice.
We both lingered in that position, as if daring the other to initiate the kiss. I was the one who shrank back, even though I would have loved to have his tongue in my mouth.
“I don’t threaten. I make promises. Now, I suggest you come clean or I might just have to punish you.”
“Excuse me?” I laughed, shrinking back even further against the wall. “Punish? Are you nuts? Just let me go. I won’t bother you, but the drink offer is off the table.” There was no way to budge the concrete block standing in front of me. I could tell my lower lip was quivering, giving me away. I was forced to admit that the man excited the hell out of me. He was dark and dangerous, mysterious and stimulating in ways that sent nefarious images floating in front of my eyes.
“I don’t think so. You’re better off to tell me who sent you. I promise I’ll go easy on you.”
“Easy? Just who do you think you are?” I smacked my hands against his chest, somehow managing to move the boulder just enough to slink out from under his arms, racing toward the door.
He caught me again easily enough, chuckling darkly as he jerked me against his chest. “You know what I think?”
“I don’t want to know.” I glared at him, squirming to get out of his hold. Even through the dense fabric of my jeans, I gathered a scent of my pussy juice. My panties were already soaked. Shame shifted through me. How could I be attracted in any manner?
The he-man slowly darted his gaze downward, lifting a single eyebrow. “Well, I’m going to tell you anyway. Anyone who spies, snoops, or tries to gather information about me will be punished and you’re no exception.”
I hope you enjoyed and have a great weekend!
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