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Alek
is cursed. A tiger and lion mix, he also feels vampyre bloodlust. Finding a
mate will require finding someone to sate that bloodlust and it has become
increasingly clear that the two cats who live beneath his skin are
outrageously, unbelievably picky. Then he meets Viviana, the one woman who
ignites a fierce fire in his soul.
Viviana,
a vampyre warrior, is shocked to come face-to-face with the one creature who
can turn her cool blood into a molten river. Her powers stolen, she has to
count on the cat for everything—blood, even her life, and when they’re together
she becomes a wildcat in his arms. Viv wants Alek as her own, and no one, not
even Alek himself, will stand in her way.
Inside
Scoop:
Alek and Viviana share many erotic likings, including enjoying the occasional
voyeuristic adventure as well as exhibitionist sex, when the desire strikes
them.
Excerpt:
It would be hours before the sun set and
Viv rose.
His beast disappeared back into his body
as soon as he entered the arena. The man’s body strode naked toward the house.
Warm sandy soil sifted between his toes with each step. Normally he’d have
clothed himself and bounded to the balcony but he wanted the sun on his skin,
wanted to feel the breeze caress his body. He felt so freaking alive.
You’ve gone nuts.
Alek’s steps slowed. There was still the
problem of needing royal sustenance yet gnawing thirst remained absent from his
belly—and it scared the shit out of him. Another need blazed inside. Unlike the
front of the mansion, the back door on the first floor of the house leading
from the arena to the gym area always remained unlocked. His cock had risen
like a barometer and pointed to the doorway he’d been heading to when suddenly
it flew open with a bang.
Torn from his reverie, he jerked to a
stop. Jesus, he needed to pay more attention to his surroundings and less to
getting his dick wet.
Warriors stomped through the opening and
came to a sudden halt, noses in the air.
“Uh, you okay, man?” one asked, taking
an involuntary step back.
“Don’t I look okay?”
“You…smell sort of funny. Damn near like
a lion.”
“Well, it’s me. And why are your asses
late?” Should have clothed himself. He wouldn’t be feeling so stupid and
vulnerable. Damn if he intended to do it now and skulk away.
The Reign shuffled from foot to foot,
unsure of what to make of him standing there, cock flying in the air. His growl
cut short a snicker from one in the back.
“You got something to say, boy, spit it
out.”
“No sir.”
“I can’t hear you.” Alek was having a
little fun. They were afraid of him. Not the kind of fear you have for your
ex-leader. Their fear lay in not knowing exactly what he was. Fanfuckingtastic.
“Get your asses out there. I see any slacking in practice, you’ll answer to me.
Go,” he bellowed. His new sense of power overflowed and infected each of them
as they scuttled by.
Yeah, he was different.
Alek felt like the king of beasts.
*
* * * *
She
sat up in the strange bed, the smell of sex surrounding her.
Alek
was gone.
She
was pissed off and her mind veered in every direction. She cleaned and clothed
herself using her people’s magic. Searching far and wide around the grounds,
she couldn’t feel the bastard.
Hell,
she’d been with men both dead and alive. Alek was different. Hunger clawed and
twisted her insides. Viv’s veins contracted, screamed for blood—his blood. “Lord, don’t do this to me.” She’d
heard about this feeling.
No
way the weirdass cat could be her mate.
Unable
to dematerialize, she paced the floor and waited. When she got her hands on him
she’d…
“What?
You’ll do what?” Alek’s voice shook her to the core. It was as if warm honey
drizzled over her cold, dead limbs.
He
strode across the room from where she stood. “I like your hair out.”
Something
was different, an air of superiority even worse than before shone from his
eyes.
Viv’s
nostrils flared at his new scent. Lion…and tiger. Both were so distinct she
leaned into him sniffing loudly. Wonder replaced anger. He smelled like a
goddamn lion. Shit, the stories were true. A Kind abomination already, a new
mixture of monster stood before her. Three of the world’s most dreaded
creatures rolled into one.
Tiger,
lion and vampyre!
And
the crazy fucker could walk in daylight.
Hope you enjoyed the excerpt!
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