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Cover Reveal: Bachelor Auction: Goal: A Mate

Coming Feb 27th from Etopia Press

And here it is in all it’s glory!

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Sneak Peak Sunday Snippet: Bachelor Auction 2: Goal: A Mate

The cover will be revealed in it’s full glory on Monday. So for now you’ll have only the banner to stare at. AND I will be announcing some self pub news this coming week as well. I’m so excited!

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Unedited Snippet from BA2: Goal: A Mate (due out Feb 27th from Etopia Press)

“Brandon,” she whispered, voice rough and low.

“Kelly,” he murmured. Brandon paused, azure depths darkened to the color of sapphires. His tongue flicked out to trace the seam of her lips. She opened up for him without a single complaint, her own tongue slipping out to meeting his. With a groan, he kissed her, exploring her mouth. The taste of deep, rich whisky washed over her taste buds, making her yearn for more. It was warm and sweet, with undertones of cinnamon and something more.

He pulled her head back, allowing him to deepen the contact. She moaned and arched her chest. One of his fingers blazed a path along her jaw and down her throat to trace along her neckline.

She wished she was naked, her flesh exposed to his touch. Needing to do more than just sit and let him take what he wanted, she lifted her arms and sunk one hand into his hair, gripping it tight to hold him where he was. With her other hand, she unbuttoned his shirt slowly until she could part the panels and touch him in a way she’d only dreamed about. His skin was feverish. With each flex of his muscles, his chest rippled. Maybe it was the whiskey or her exhaustion, but she couldn’t find a single reason not to be kissing him right now. In fact, all thought had evaporated.

The roughened tip of his finger teased her, dipping into the valley of her cleavage and withdrawing, before blazing a path of fire along the bottom edge of her sweater. Each pass made her top feel tighter, her breasts seem fuller, as if the simple wool fabric couldn’t hold back their bounty. He hooked his index finger into the dip and tugged. The threaded hem scraped against her chest, sending a ripple of sensation around her torso. She whimpered and arched her back, urging him on without words to tear, take, cup, squeeze.

He didn’t do any of those things. Brandon removed his hand and coasted down over her breast in a light tease before slipping down her side and behind her. She felt the cloth pull away from her torso before it was lifted up. With a sigh of relief she raised her arms over her head. He let go of her ponytail, yanked off her sweater, and dropped it to the floor.

She scooted back, allowing him to look his fill at her bare breasts. Under his scrutiny, her nipples pebbled and goose flesh rose on her arms and across her chest. She watched emotions flit across his face: desire, awe, happiness, acceptance, relief. Each of those sentiments was echoed within her. She wanted to reach out, cup his face, and kiss him. There was no way to say this was the alcohol talking. The buzz of the whiskey had faded away to nothing.

“Put your hands behind your back.” His voice was ragged and torn like a voice caught by the storm and distorted. He reached for his belt.

She didn’t ask what he intended to do. All she knew was that she wanted whatever it was he offered her.

“Do you trust me?” He stared at her.

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Boook Spotlight: Seductive Supernaturals Boxset

SeductiveSupernaturals3DBoxSet_HRThank you to Selena for letting us take over her blog! (That sounds so villain-y, doesn’t it?)

 

We’re 12 authors from the Seductive Supernaturals box set, and we’re about to share blurbs and snippets with you, so prepare to have a reading experience! But, first, you should know about the bundle itself. Right now, it’s only .99 for a limited time. (Regular price 9.99.) That’s right—for only .99, you’ll get 6 full-length novels and 6 novellas from bestselling authors! Bought separately, these books would cost over 40.00.

 

So in short = Amazon bestselling bundle, all standalone books, no cliffhangers, low price! You can cozy up with sexy bad boys and tortured alpha heroes in these 12 steamy full-length paranormal romance novels and novellas from NY Times, USA Today, and national bestselling authors, just in time for Halloween!

 

And this is what you’re gonna get…

 

From NYT bestselling author Erin Quinn, who writes dark paranormal romance. Her books have been called “riveting,” “brilliantly plotted” and “beautifully written.” More at erinquinnbooks.com, http://www.facebook.com/ErinQuinnAuthor

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DIABLO SPRINGS

Gracie Beck vowed that she would never to return to Diablo Springs, but the haunted town lures her back—along with the man who betrayed her years ago. Reilly broke her heart with his lies. Now, he wants a second chance to win her, but can they survive the ghosts of Diablo Springs?

 

Snippet:

 

 

Surprise darkened his eyes. Uncertainty shadowed them. Gracie didn’t give him the chance to make a decision—wrong or right. She took his face between her hands and kissed him. Earlier, in the kitchen, too much of their past had been churned to the surface. She’d needed a moment to let it settle, to let the doubts sift to the bottom so she could see what was important.

 

Reilly had done what he’d thought best. So had she. They’d made the decisions of teenagers—the same age as the two children who slept across the hall. Using those choices as a measuring rod now would be as foolish as the choices themselves.

 

Besides, through it all, in spite of it all, there was still this—the fire, the passion that led them to her pregnancy in the first place.

 

 

 

 

From NY Times and USA Today Bestseller Caridad Pineiro, a Jersey Girl who just wants to write, and travel. Caridad is the author of over 40 novels/novellas and loves romance novels, super heroes, TV and cooking.

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Twitter at https://twitter.com/caridadpineiro

Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/Caridad.Author

 

VAMPIRE REBORN

Would you be reborn for love? Ryder Latimer, sexy Southern vampire, will have to make one of the most difficult choices in his undead life: Become human again or protect his new wife and child.

 

 

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“No, Di.  In the mirror.  I can see myself in the mirror.  Just faintly, but my image is there.”

He waited for her disbelief, but instead there was only calm acceptance as she trailed her hand across his cheek and then skimmed it down to run across the bare skin at his shoulder.  “You’re warmer, too.  When you’re not in your vampire state that is. I noticed that you’re warmer the other night in bed.”

He’d thought so also, but had been afraid that it was just his imagination or maybe the changes in Diana.

Much like he’d had a taste of slayer blood, so had Diana in order to save her life during the birth of their daughter.  Combined with his turning her, she was now a dhampir like their newborn child, and gifted with some vampire strength and healing, but also with mortal limitations.

“Do you think it’s possible that . . . I’m different?  That the slayer blood did something?” he asked.

 

 

 

 

From Erin Kellison, the New York Times bestselling and award-winning author of dark fantasy romance, including the Shadow series and the Reveler series.

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SHADOW FALL

Just discovering her magic, ballerina Annabella Ames didn’t mean to summon a dark wolf from Twilight, nor the tempting fallen angel Custo Santovari, who has no place in Heaven. The cunning wolf stalks them relentlessly, and danger seduces as they fight for redemption and love.

 

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She’d had one lover before, long over, but never, even at the peak of that passion, had she felt a fraction of the desire Custo evoked with the rake of his lust-hungry eyes. How could it be that an angel and temptation were one and the same?

 

Annabella’s breath caught as Custo leaned forward and found her jaw with his mouth, whispering against her skin as he traced a line toward her lips. “Your mind is a jumble, but it’s clear the direction you’re going. Decide already.”

 

The thought of her body under his, his muscles bunching, broad shoulders flaring as he braced himself over her had the burn coiling into a sublimely torturous, yearning knot. She was happy, celebratory, and, yes, she wanted it all. She wanted him.

 

 

 

 

From Lisa Kessler, an Amazon Best Selling author of dark, passionate, paranormal romance, including the Award-Winning Night Series and Moon Series.

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NIGHT ANGEL

When Colin Flynn returns home to Ireland, the immortal Night Walker’s flesh has healed, but the scars hide a broken spirit. Juliana Duffy plays piano in spite of her deafness, challenging him to redefine himself and find the strength to battle an ancient enemy.

 

Snippet:

 

He tipped his head. As she came around the bar, he turned his attention back to Juliana. Her determined stance reassured him. She was a fighter, heart and soul. He didn’t need to peer into her mind to see it. “I’ll meet up with you before sunrise.”

 

He stepped closer to her, the floral scent of her skin enticing him. She tipped her chin up, staring into his eyes, as his finger tenderly traced her jawline. He had to touch her soft, warm skin. This woman had been through enough already. Losing her cousin would surely break her. He needed to protect his territory, but now it was personal. He had to protect Juliana. And right now, that meant finding Muriel. He could not fail.

 

Leaning closer, he whispered, “Please be safe.”

 

Her lips parted, tempting him to bridge the distance between them. Before he could act, she rose on her toes and her lips tenderly brushed his, setting fire to his ancient soul. She lowered, breaking the kiss, her lashes fluttering up as she stared at him.

 

 

 

 

From Chris Marie Green, the BookScan bestselling urban fantasy author who writes the Vampire Babylon and Jensen Murphy, Ghost for Hire, series.

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SHADOWS TILL SUNRISE

Two monster hunters fighting a star-crossed attraction and one bloodthirsty phantom leaving a trail of death… Can love survive till the sun rises?

 

Snippet:

 

The boots were clinging to me like fingers clawing their way down my skin, leaving delicious shivers that floated up, arousing me higher and higher. I moaned under his lips, wanting more, wanting to be anywhere but here with him…

 

I might have even made a small, agitated sound when he ended the kiss, his mouth less than an inch from mine, so close that I could feel every warm word echo against me.

 

“Now,” he whispered, “I can concentrate with a clear head, cher.”

 

And, with that, Philippe Angier set me back on my feet, tweaking my chin and walking away.

 

 

 

 

From USA Today bestselling author Mary Leo, who writes romance, paranormal romance, romantic suspense, and mystery. Her books have been described as “a must-read,” “thought provoking,” “delicious,” and “delightful.” Please visit her at: www.maryleo.com

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A SHADOW AT TWILIGHT

They say Hotel Colorado is haunted, but when Dillon Spencer appears in his hotel room to find Hilly Thompson, his assistant, soaking in the tub, he begins to question whether or not he’s alive, dead or caught in another dimension.

 

 

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“You can’t be here. It’s impossible. You’re too near death to be so well.” She tried to think of scenarios that could have brought him out of his coma and into the room, but none of them made any sense.

 

He pointed at a black leather notebook on the dresser in the corner of the room. “My things seem to be everywhere, along with yours. Yet you say we’re not dating, and there you are exposing yourself to me in the bathtub. Odd, don’t you think?”

 

A pang of guilt swept over her. “I, um, can explain everything. I was tired and—”

 

“You have feelings for me. I felt it when you touched my face. Those feelings aren’t love, they’re something else. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but then I can’t seem to put my finger on anything.” He giggled, and swiped at a towel hanging on a metal rack. His hand seemed to pass right through it.

 

 

 

 

From USA Today bestselling author Maureen Child, the award winning author of more than 130 romance novels in several different genres. More at www.maureenchild.com .

 

MORE THAN FIENDS

At 32, Cassidy Burke discovers she’s a legendary Demon Duster. But she’s got bigger problems than some pesky demons. Like, Logan Miller–first love, baby daddy to her genius daughter is back. Then there’s Devlin Cole, a walking orgasm with too many secrets. Cassidy’s life is out of control and about to get way too interesting.

 

Snippet:

 

I stared up at Magic Nights, and it looked a lot different in daylight. White brick, so clean and brilliant, it seemed to glow in the sun, the building took up nearly half the block. Windows glistened blankly, curtains closed tight across them. Neatly trimmed green hedges hugged the edges of the building and a small, elegant brass plaque by the double front doors proclaimed in swirling script, Magic Nights.

 

If you didn’t know what it was, the building could pass for any upscale business place. I’d never been inside Magic Nights, but I had driven past it at night. All lit up by bright white lights and flashes of color, music poured out the doors that were harder to get through than the gates at Buckingham Palace.

 

I’d often wondered why Devlin Cole had chosen to bring his exclusive club to La Sombra. After all, he probably would have done even more business than he did, if the place was in Los Angeles or San Francisco. But, maybe his clientele appreciated the smaller town vibe.

 

 

 

 

From Cassi Carver, the author of sexy urban fantasy, contemporary romance, and paranormal romance.

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IMMORTAL POSSESSION

When Dr. Evelyn Vale is paired with Immortal Bounty’s sexy commander to go undercover and infiltrate a supernatural body-trafficking ring, she’s eager to get to work. Until she learns the catch… To crack this case, he’ll need to possess her body.

 

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A few of the naked men turned their backs on her, others adjusted the towels at their waists, but one man in particular turned his torso in her direction. He was naked from the top of his glorious head to the tips of his sturdy feet. It was the rest of him that had Evelyn’s attention though. Her partner was…glorious. She’d thought perhaps his clothes had made him look bigger, broader at the shoulders, but no. That bulk was all him. Pure Greater-American muscle.

 

“Yes, Dr. Vale? Can I help you?” Jesse picked up a towel and cupped it over his groin.

 

His legs were slightly splayed, his thighs too densely muscled to press completely together.

 

“Uh…” Was this where she ran out screaming, blurting apologies, or was she supposed to seem unaffected by the locker-room scene, like just one of the guys. Darlene had warned her not to show fear. Did that apply to naked men?

 

 

 

 

From Janet Wellington, who writes award-winning contemporary & paranormal romance. Publishers Weekly: she creates “characters readers root for from page one.”

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https://www.facebook.com/JanetWellingtonBooks

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FOREVER ROSE

Tarot cards predict a dangerous journey for Taylor Rose, but she doesn’t expect to travel back to 1888 San Diego. What the cards didn’t predict was falling for a man bent on revenge, a helpful ghost, and spooky séances. Is she there to prevent a murder or to find love?

 

 

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He was neatly dressed in a clean white shirt and ornate crimson and black brocaded vest, a loosely knotted silk string tie at his neck. His inky black hair was combed back, and seemed to be cut in longer layers than most of the other men. A few untamed tendrils curled onto his forehead. He was clean shaven, with a generous mouth that, she had already noticed, was quick to smile. He was hot—by anyone’s standards, no matter the time or place.

 

Taylor took another swallow of beer and tried to distract herself, self-conscious and embarrassed by her attraction to the man. It was as though she couldn’t help watching Jackson’s reflection in the mirror as he worked, the muscular outline of his broad shoulders straining against the fabric of his shirt as he constantly reached for bottles and glasses. She glanced downward to a waist that revealed an obviously flat stomach and narrow hips.

 

Taylor blinked, now more than a little shocked at her brazen staring. It must be the whiskey, she thought. Why else would she be on the verge of fantasizing about a man who—with any luck—would think she was a man?
And, add to that the fact that at least it appeared she was actually sitting in a saloon in San Diego in 1888.

 

 

 

 

From award-winning author Theresa Meyers, who writes the Sons of Midnight, Shadow Sisters, Legend Chronicles, Vector Force and Enochian Brotherhoood series.

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WELCOME HOME, VAMPIRE

Corporal Cole Wagner lost his humanity in war – literally. Turned into a vampire by the military’s Vector Force, he’s the ultimate weapon, but when he returns home to set the past right, will the enemy stop at nothing to get him, including threatening the life of the woman he loved, and lost, before?

 

Snippet:

 

Cole instantly broke off the kiss. Kayla’s creamy skin was flushed with just a hint of pink and the heat in her brown eyes could have scalded him like a fresh cup of coffee. Her lips, now a deeper pink and slightly parted as her breath came faster, begged him to taste her again. But Cole held himself in check with a level of discipline that would have made his drill sergeant proud.

 

“I didn’t mean for that to happen,” he said, perhaps a tad too brusquely. The sparkle faded from her eyes and she pulled further away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. Great. He’d hurt her feelings. Not what he’d intended. But then none of this had been what he intended.

 

She gave him a narrow-eyed look. “Then exactly what did you have in mind?”

 

Yeah, like he had a prayer of explaining his vampire state or his powers to any civilian, let alone a woman who knew him better than anyone except his dead friend. Cole shook his head. “Doesn’t matter. Won’t happen. We had our time and it didn’t work out. I’m just here as a friend.”

 

 

 

 

From Sheri Whitefeather, an award-winning, bestselling romance author.  Her books are generously spiced with love, passion and sinfully hot heroes.

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VAMPIRE MAGIC

Two tenderly romantic, wildly erotic stories featuring supernatural hybrids (vampires/genies) who grant wishes for the exchange of blood.

 

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Marie’s heart punched her chest. Although Nicholas was immortal, he looked about her age, with tousled dark hair, hazel eyes, a bad-boy smile, and a hot-as-sin body clothed in a black shirt and slim-fitting jeans. No scarves, no headdress, no genie attire from her childhood imaginings.

 

A gap of sexy silence passed between them. Or that was how it felt to her. But maybe she was reading more into it because he was so gorgeous. She’d expected handsome, but not the holy-fucking-hell kind.

 

“Hello, Marie.”  His voice was as devilish as the rest of him. “It’s nice to meet you.”

 

She could little more than reply, “You, too.”

 

He gave a slight bow. “I’m at your service.”

 

 

 

 

From bestselling author Elisabeth Staab, who loves happy endings, coffee, and sob-inducing “restore your faith in humanity” stories. She lives in Washington DC with her family and her mug collection.

http://elisabethstaab.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ElisabethStaabRomance

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ElisabethStaab

 

WILD NIGHTS WITH A LONE WOLF

A mandatory vacation lands Agent Sherri Walker in bed with a local werewolf. Asher Hughes walked away from his outlaw pack but couldn’t ditch the bad blood. Together they’ll have to pull off one hell of an act to get out of treacherous territory alive.

 

Snippet:

She looked him over. He smiled easily, seductively, as relaxed and confident now as when he’d clutched that other man’s shirt in his fingers. Eyes that appeared coal-dark outside now glowed like warm amber, glittering under the bar lights. Blunt nails and roughed-up hands suggested manual labor, but his fingers looked long and elegant. The kaleidoscope-color tattoos of a skeleton wearing a wolf pelt and the bold text that decorated his forearms suggested— “Oh, hell.”

Pack emblems. She’d attended a seminar on them before leaving DC. “You’re a werewolf.” They’d made their existence known over the past couple of decades, small gangs of them living along the Mexico border. Further north, some still didn’t believe in their existence, but their penchant toward violent behavior had landed more than one on the government’s watch list.

The words Los Lobos Muertos twisted around each tattoo. His pack name. Must be.

 

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Kindle:

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Nook:

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Contest: Up for grabs—a $10 Amazon gift card! All you have to do is comment about your favorite kind of sexy paranormal hero! (Contest ends Monday, Oct. 27, 2014.)

Menage May: Between Two Wolves by Jessica Coulter Smith

Between Two Wolves (Tales of Moonspell)

By Jessica Coulter Smith

Between2WolvesBrandt Fitzgerald has wondered from time to time when he would find his mate. Imagine his surprise when he finds her — and has to share her with his brother! The boys have been known to share before, but can something on a permanent basis really work?
Falan Wright has lots of curves and a little extra. She’s never really been anyone’s ideal before and now she’s suddenly faced with not one but two hot men ready to be at her beck and call. What’s a woman to do? The concept of mates isn’t unknown to Falan, but is she really ready to tie herself to both Fitzgerald men? Can she really be woman enough for both of them?

Excerpt

Nolen, having undressed while they were in the shower, stood before her in all his naked glory. He came to stand before her and caressed her cheek. She tried to read his expression, but had no idea what he was thinking.
“I heard what you said,” he told her. “And you’re right. I haven’t been as committed as I should’ve been. I wanted you, but I wanted it to be on my terms. That was wrong of me and I’m sorry.”
“What are you saying, Nolen?”
“I’m saying that I may feel things differently than Brandt does, and I may not react the way you want me to, but I want you to know that I do care about you and I’m looking forward to sharing my life with you.”
Falan pulled him closer and kissed him. She felt Brandt behind her, placing his hands on her hips and trailing kisses down her neck and across her shoulders. Nolen gently gripped her arms, holding her to him. When he pulled back, her heart was pounding.
Brandt herded them toward the bed, then lifted her and laid her on the mattress. She looked up at him in wide-eyed wonder, amazed that he’d lifted her with such ease. He’d managed what no other man had before — he’d made her feel small and delicate. She reached for him, tugging him onto the bed, then crooked her finger at Nolen. With her men on either side of her, her body warmed in anticipation. In theory, she knew what happened next, at least, with one man and woman. She was starting to wish she’d read a ménage romance or two. Maybe then she’d be better prepared for this moment.
Nolen nuzzled her neck and cupped one breast. While Brandt latched onto her other nipple, Nolen pinched and rolled her distended nipple; Brandt sucked the other and grazed it with his teeth. She felt liquid drip down her thighs and began to squirm.
Brandt’s hand caressed her belly before slipping between her thighs. He delved between the lips of her pussy, spreading her juices over her clit. He circled and teased the nub until she was writhing under them. He brushed the sensitive area with his thumb and eased two fingers inside of her. Falan gasped and lifted her hips.
She felt hot, like every nerve burned and tingled. Her body was straining toward something, something just out of reach. Nolen claimed her lips while Brandt’s fingers pumped in and out of her. She felt her body tightening just like it had in the shower, and then she was tumbling over the edge.
Brandt slid his fingers from her body and sucked her juices from the digits. She was surprised to discover it turned her on. Nolen moved away from her to lean against the headboard, then he was reaching for her, pulling her back against his chest.
Brandt rolled on a condom then moved over her, spreading her legs. Settling between her thighs, he began easing his cock inside of her, stretching her. When he felt her hymen, he pushed through then stilled, giving her time to adjust. Nolen murmured softly in her ear, telling her how beautiful and sexy she was, how lucky they were to have her. When Brandt began moving inside of her, she found that it didn’t hurt. As he entered her over and over again, she lifted her hips.
Nolen pinched and rolled her nipples as Brandt plunged into her harder and faster. Her body began to burn and as Brandt thrust into her one last time she came. Nolen kissed her next and stroked her body, bringing her down from her high.
She began to shift so she could sit up, but Nolen stopped her.
“Wait a minute, sweetheart. Let Brandt clean you up.”
Sure enough, his brother slipped from her body and rose from the bed, returning a moment later with a warm wet rag. He wiped the blood from her thighs then returned to the bathroom.
“My turn now, sweetheart,” Nolen said. “Unless you’re too sore?”
She shook her head, but she wasn’t sure she’d survive a fourth orgasm. Could she even have another one? Nolen turned and lifted her so she was straddling him. He quickly rolled a condom down his hard shaft and slowly, he lowered her onto his cock. She felt the bed dip and then Brandt’s hands were on her hips.
“I’m going to help you move,” Brandt said softly.
She tipped her head back and rested it on his chest, her hands splayed on Nolen’s chest. She rocked her hips back and forth, loving the feel of Nolen’s hard cock inside of her. Brandt helped her move, creating a delicious friction. Nolen cupped her breasts and played with her nipples. Feeling brave, she reached between her legs and fingered her sensitive clit.
Nolen grinned. “That’s so hot!”
She bit her lip and worked her clit faster. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, she went flying, soaring to heights she’d never dreamed of before. She felt her inner walls clench and release Nolen’s cock, and then he was exploding inside of her.
She slumped over his chest, feeling spent, her limbs like jelly. Brandt and Nolen had surpassed her dreams. Being with them was wonderful.
She felt Brandt move away and a minute later he was back with a fresh rag in his hand. He lifted her from Nolen and cleaned her. When Nolen rose from the bed, Brandt tossed the cloth to him. Pulling Falan into his arms, he cuddled her close.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“I’m wonderful.”
He smiled and kissed her. “Now there can be no doubt you’re ours.”

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Guest Blog: A Mate’s Bite by Milly Taiden

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Mission: Don’t fall in love

After an explosive night of passion during a scenting ceremony, Karla Alves is sure she was just a one night stand for the man she’d been crushing on for years. She teased him and pleased him, and Nate hasn’t been around since. Her fear of becoming clingy kept her from risking her heart and asking for more than a few hours of skin sin.

Mission: Crack her walls

She. Is. His. Nathan Wolfe marked Karla. His mate. Deeply involved in pack politics, Nate has had to stay away. When his sister warns that Karla needs him more than he thinks, he’ll discover a bundle of secrets only his wolf can sniff out. But getting the woman he cares about to let down her guard may prove to be his undoing.

Mission: Embrace the bite

With Karla’s wayward sister wreaking havoc and friends needing more of his time than ever, Nate will have to rearrange his priorities if he ever hopes to earn Karla’s trust. But will time with her be enough? Only true love and a wolf’s promise can hold together a relationship created with a bite, a scenting, and a hope for tomorrow.

 

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“Nate?” She met his gaze and licked her lips. His eyes flashed, and she saw the wild side of him deep in his gaze, waiting to pounce. “Kiss me already.”

“Baby.” He nuzzled her lips with his, making her almost crazy with the need to deepen the contact. “I’m going to kiss every inch of you until there’s no doubt who you belong to.”

Her heartbeat thundered hard in her chest. The sound hard and booming. She could hardly hear him above the errant beats. Passion heated her blood to boiling.

“Promises,” she said breathlessly, glancing from his eyes down to those smirking lips of his, unwilling to be the one who gave in first.

Then he pounced. Lips met in a hot demand of need. He attacked her mouth like she was the only woman he’d ever want to kiss. Like he owned her. They fell back into the grass, bodies plastered together. Arousal curled into a thick ball in her stomach. She dug her nails down his back to grip his bare ass.

He groaned, rubbed his erection between her thighs, and sucked on her bottom lip. She smiled in between kisses, loving how good he felt pressing her down on the grass, his warm body blanketing hers. She wiggled her hips.

“Keep that up, and I won’t be responsible for my actions,” he murmured kissing her jaw and neck. Each brush felt like a slide of satin over her skin.

“Who said I want you to be responsible?” Goosebumps broke over her skin at his scorching look. She couldn’t stop herself from telling him how she felt. “I want you too. Now. So bad I think I may go crazy if you don’t do something soon. Stop hedging already.”

That was the first time she’d ever told a man how much she wanted him, and by the smile on his face, she was sure she’d done the right thing.

“I don’t have protection with me, sweetheart.”

For a split second she considered telling him to stop. And then she sent those thoughts straight to hell. Stop? No way! “I’m on birth control for medical reasons.” She puffed the words out because she knew what she said next would be very revealing. “I’ve only been with one other man. I trust you. Besides, I know you don’t carry human diseases.”

Nate’s eyes brightened to a liquid gold she could get lost in. His nostrils flared and he inhaled sharply. “Are you sure?”

“More than I’ve ever been.”

He kissed her again. Deep. Hard. Hungry. Each swipe of his tongue over hers drove her a little closer to the edge of reason. Every brush of his lips melted more of her willpower and any thoughts of stopping. Clothes came off in the time it took her to take a breath, and then his body was over hers again, lips branding her as his. That all-consuming kiss lasted but a short moment before he moved to her chest. Her gasp of pleasure as his mouth encased her nipple was loud. She didn’t care. She could only feel at that point. Feel his tongue flicking back and forth over her hard little tip while his hand molded the flesh of her other breast in his grasp.

When he sucked hard on her nipple, she swore lights exploded behind her lids. Her body shook. She couldn’t stop the rocking of her hips, searching for his cock to enter her. To fill her. Another full body shiver, and his dick slipped to the entrance of her sex. That didn’t last.

With every moan out of her lips, he moved further down her body, until he was lying between her thighs. She dug her nails into the spikes of grass at her sides and glanced down, past her quivering belly to meet his golden stare.

“You and me, babe.” His look turned possessive. She groaned. “There’s no going back after this.”

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MillyBioHi! I’m Milly (AKA April Angel) I love to write sexy stories. They’re usually either paranormal or contemporary with a large dose of heat. My paranormal stories can be anything from wolf-shifters (my favorites) to witches, demons and anything in between. My contemporaries are usually anything from soldiers to corporate romances.

I was born the prettiest part of the Caribbean known as the Dominican Republic. Currently, I live in New York City with my hubby, the bossy kiddo and our little dog “Needy Speedy”. Don’t ask.

When I’m not working some really long hours at the day job, or hanging out in the awful life-sucking invention known as Facebook, messaging my bestie in the UK or shopping with my sis Julie, then I can be found watching scary movies. Buuut when I’m not doing that, I’m usually writing because the voices won’t shut up.

I am addicted to shoe shopping, chocolate (but who isn’t, right?) and Dunkin’ Donuts coffee.

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Sunday Snippet: DNY2: Dragon Ugly

I’m still reeling over this book being nominated for the Menage Romance Fan Awards. Thank You so much. If you haven’t gotten this book yet, here’s a snippet that I think will whet your appetite.

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DragonUgly_bySelenaIllyria_453x680Brent felt her trying to pull away from the moment, and could only smirk. He sat back in his chair but didn’t move back around the table. “You can run away from what you’re feeling all you want, sweetheart, but you’ll give in to me eventually. Also, remember, we have a dinner date tonight.”

“I haven’t forgotten, but you’ll only get a tour and dinner. Nothing else.” She sounded tough, but there was a quiver in her voice that made him grin.

Her arousal was obvious. He was sure she could smell her own desire. Brent wouldn’t let her forget how he had affected her. But first, some food.

His own dragon was egging him on, and he needed a distraction before he did something stupid. He ate, but didn’t really taste anything. Every breath he took reminded him of her damp panties. The pressure in his pants was verging on painful. His balls ached for release and his cock was pressing against his fly, demanding freedom. She wasn’t the only uncomfortable one here. He reached down and adjusted his erection, hoping she wouldn’t notice. Thankfully, she seemed very intent on looking at her lobster pasta dish. When the waiter came back to offer them wine, they both declined. Brent had work in an hour or two and Carissa had to get back to Scentify.

Brent thought back to the aromatherapy store. It was nice, clean and had a welcoming feel. But there was something missing about it. It lacked Carissa’s personal touch. He took in the woman next to him. The phantom taste of skin on his tongue blended with the soup he’d chosen for lunch—a salty tang with just a hint of earthy flavor, which made him yearn to lick and kiss every inch of her. He could see her tied down and blindfolded as he used an ice cube and his tongue on her body to rile her up, making her beg.

Out of the corner of his eye he took her in, calm and cool, controlled. Only her unique perfume gave away that anything was wrong. Her body heat no longer scalded his side, but he could still feel that fire from her skin against the bare flesh of his forearm.

They ate their fill in silence. When the server came back to ask about dessert, Carissa declined. She checked her watch. “Sorry, but I have to get back.”

Brent understood. He had to get back to the house himself and change.

Before she could insist on paying he handed the waiter his credit card. “I’ll meet you out front.”

She opened her mouth and he took her lips in a quick kiss to stop her from protesting. “No need to pay. Next time we go out, it’ll be your turn. How’s that?”

Carissa chuckled. “Have it all figured out do you? Fine. Next time.”

She pushed back her chair and left him. He returned his seat back to its rightful place before going to the front. Once the check was paid, he offered her his arm and they left. Carissa turned toward him as soon as they passed the restaurant front. “Thank you. I’ll see you for dinner tonight at the shop.”

He grinned. “Yes, you will.”

2014-nominee-badgeShe leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek, but that wasn’t good enough. He bent his head to hers, slid his arm out from her hold and took her face in his hands. He held her head in place as he ate at her lips, nipping, kissing, sucking and teasing the tender flesh until he sunk his tongue deep inside of her mouth. Wolf whistles and clapping sounded around them from onlookers. He ignored it all and continued to control the kiss. He felt pressure on his chest, but rather than push him away she moved closer, bunching his shirt in her hands as she moved her hips against his, rubbing herself against his erection.

He saw stars behind his eyelids as sparks of pleasure raced up and down his cock. A groan floated between them. Whether it came from him or her, her didn’t know. It didn’t matter. He just wanted more. She tasted so sweet. He was addicted. He ran his hands down from her face, over her shoulders, and traced the curves and dips of her back, feeling the heated skin underneath the flimsy blouse she wore. Brent wanted to tear it off. His hands clenched the silken fabric, ready to rip it apart, when he felt a sharp tug on his shirt.

Brent whirled around and growled at the person who had interrupted them. A searing pain shook along his fingers as they turned to claws and steam billowed out of his mouth and nostrils. His scales pressed upward into his flesh, shimmering on the surface until his flesh had turned to the colors of the sea. Warmth and pain filled his muscles as they expanded, preparing for the change to half-dragon mode. His head throbbed as his skull slimmed and his nose began to recede. Brent’s lips burned as they thinned and his cheekbones ached as they contorted into a sharper shape. His thoughts became a distant mist, insubstantial compared to the raw need to make Carissa his—all his.

Tor stood before him, but he was no longer a friend. He was an enemy, a possible challenge for his mate.

Tor held up his hands, eyes pure obsidian, body slack and relaxed. “Whoa there, buddy. Calm down. It’s me. It’s only me, Tor, your friend.” Tor waved a hand, but it took a moment for Brent to understand what was going on. “We’re in public, man. Pub-lic.”

Brent blinked and looked around. A crowd had formed around him. His dragon felt threatened and put on display. He growled. Searing hot, bone-melting steam streamed out of his mouth and nostrils again. He could feel dragonfire swirling around his chest, building up pressure, ready to escape. A hand on his forearm made him pause, and a calm, soothing sensation twined around his arm and wrapped around his body. He looked down, confused at this new feeling, and saw Carissa staring up at him, calm in her gaze, her soft hand on his arm.

“Brent, pull back. It’s okay. No one will hurt you.” The softness and reasonableness of her words pulled back the shift and sent his dragon down on his belly, calm and docile, like a sleepy kitten. He winced at the return to his normal form.

Carissa lifted up on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his. “Dinner, tonight,” she whispered. Then she turned and walked away.

What the fuck had just happened? Was he starting to go through his own mating heat? Tor came toward him, the scent of fire and spice drifted over him, soothing and calming him down a bit. Brent turned to his friend, trying to bat back the sense of fear curling in his stomach. “What’s happening to me?”

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Cover Reveal:A Mate’s Bite by Milly Taiden

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Mission: Don’t fall in love

After an explosive night of passion during a scenting ceremony, Karla Alves is sure she was just a one night stand for the man she’d been crushing on for years. She teased him and pleased him, and Nate hasn’t been around since. Her fear of becoming clingy kept her from risking her heart and asking for more than a few hours of skin sin.

Mission: Crack her walls

She. Is. His. Nathan Wolfe marked Karla. His mate. Deeply involved in pack politics, Nate has had to stay away. When his sister warns that Karla needs him more than he thinks, he’ll discover a bundle of secrets only his wolf can sniff out. But getting the woman he cares about to let down her guard may prove to be his undoing.

Mission: Embrace the bite

With Karla’s wayward sister wreaking havoc and friends needing more of his time than ever, Nate will have to rearrange his priorities if he ever hopes to earn Karla’s trust. But will time with her be enough? Only true love and a wolf’s promise can hold together a relationship created with a bite, a scenting, and a hope for tomorrow.

 

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MillyBioHi! I’m Milly (AKA April Angel) I love to write sexy stories. They’re usually either paranormal or contemporary with a large dose of heat. My paranormal stories can be anything from wolf-shifters (my favorites) to witches, demons and anything in between. My contemporaries are usually anything from soldiers to corporate romances.

I was born the prettiest part of the Caribbean known as the Dominican Republic. Currently, I live in New York City with my hubby, the bossy kiddo and our little dog “Needy Speedy”. Don’t ask.

When I’m not working some really long hours at the day job, or hanging out in the awful life-sucking invention known as Facebook, messaging my bestie in the UK or shopping with my sis Julie, then I can be found watching scary movies. Buuut when I’m not doing that, I’m usually writing because the voices won’t shut up.

I am addicted to shoe shopping, chocolate (but who isn’t, right?) and Dunkin’ Donuts coffee.

Come on over and visit me! I love to meet new readers!

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New Review For Dragon Ugly

DragonUgly_bySelenaIllyria_200x3004 Star Review from Long and Short Reviews for Dragon Ugly:
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“Brent and Carissa are meant for each other and the chemistry is off the charts. Brent brings out all the crazy repressed sexual feelings that Carissa has been hiding for so long. There is even a scene with one of Brent’s friends that is very sexy and worked for the story.

I definitely recommend this story for fans of unique shifter stories that are definitely on high end of the sex-o-meter.”- Lisianthus

13 Days of Halloween: Missy Welsh

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Hot Seat with Missy Welsh

13 Days of Halloween Edition

Today’s Hot seat is with the lovely Missy Welsh. Today we’ll be discussing werewolves, trying to redefine words, phrases and objects and what she has in store for us in the future. I have the Cabana Men from the pool sector lead her in and settle her down with some wonderful pumpkin brownies and a carafe and mug of hot chocolate. Let the Interview begin!

 

1) Thank You for wanting to do this Hot Seat Interview. Tell us about your upcoming release?

MW: Thanks so much for having me here today!

So ISHERWOOD is about Cas Maine and Finnegan Webb. They’re both searching for several things missing from their lives, like security, stability, connection and love. Interwoven into their romance is Finn’s nephew’s traumatic past, his sister’s broken heart, their small town’s dying economy putting pressure on everyone, something mystical forcing werewolves into their shifted form, and lots of secrets that will shake up everything.

SI: Sounds like a wonderful multi-layered story.

 

2) What about werewolves screamed “write me” to you?

MW: I had the idea, “What if something forced a wolf to shift and THEN he found his mate?” So Cas wanders into a small town called Isherwood, is forced to shift, and he’s a “dog” when he meets Finn, his mate. How does Cas get out of his dog suit to get his man? What made Cas shift? And answering those questions led to new questions and complications that, I think, created a really interesting story where being a werewolf was only part of what’s going on.

SI: You’re making me really want this story to be out now. 🙂

3) Tell us about the characters. What do we need to know about Isherwood?

MW: Cas is half-human and gay. Those are things that have been historically difficult for wolf society to accept (in this story world). While it is getting better, Cas has only known the prejudice, so he’s cautious whenever he finds himself on a new pack’s territory. In the beginning, he’s really just trudging through life and trying to find a place he can call home.

Finn feels incomplete and helpless in a lot of ways. His last boyfriend walked out on him for a younger model, his nephew has issues, his sister has some too, their little construction company is failing… He’s not on solid ground and he’s struggling every day. When a little dog enters his life, it’s like Finn gets a spark back in his life.

The town of Isherwood has the biggest secret, so I won’t give that away, but it’s a place that saw better days not too long ago and the key to reviving it lies with Cas and especially Finn. Pretty much everyone’s life in this story would be improved if Isherwood was restored.

SI: Sounds like I’m going to be reaching for a tissues. Can’t wait to read it.

4) Would you do more werewolf stories? I know you have another one, that I loved but would you love to dive back into the werewolf world?

MW: I have this 4- or 5-book monstrosity that I’ve been tinkering with for a couple years now that introduces all the VIPs in my werewolf/vampire universe. Technically, the first 3 or so would be prequels to ISHERWOOD and YOURS FOREVER. I think I also have a Buffy-like spinoff story I could explore afterward, but it’s all just fun right now. I won’t move on publishing any part until they are all completed, but oh yeah, there are weres in my future.

SI: SQUEEEEEEE!

 

5) I was lucky enough to get to read a sneak peek and I adore Cas. You create such wonderful well rounded, beautiful characters. What makes you say yes, I need to write you? What makes a hero Missy worthy?

MW: Oh, that’s a tough one. With most of my characters, I think I start out with one thing that makes me want to dig deeper. For Cas here, I wanted to see him handle the insta-love mates thing when there wasn’t anything insta about it. For Finn, well, he has some secrets he doesn’t even know about that impact his entire family, so rooting those out and discovering the hero in him kept me going.

SI: Sounds like a lot of secrets are going to be spilled. *grins*

6) A little birdie told me, okay, you told me, there were several subplots in this story. Would you say Isherwood is your most complicated story to date?

MW: YES! Lordy, there were THREADS and SUBPLOTS and TWISTS in this thing. As a short story writer from way back, I’m used to writing about 1 to 2 people and their issues in a limited timeframe so watch the clutter, right? Then I get into ISHERWOOD and suddenly I’m diagramming and making lists and waking up out of a dead sleep with thoughts about missing something. Most people will probably read this story and be like, “THIS is complicated? She’s delusional.” But for me, this was epic.

SI: Nope, nope, you’re not alone. It’s part of being an author.

7) Now you know that I’ve accused you of redefining words and phrases, candy cane and docking comes to mind. When writing do you think okay people aren’t going to think of this item/phrase the same way again or are you so into it that you don’t notice?

MW: It really tickles me whenever someone thinks I’m shocking. I’m so not IRL. George’s candy cane cock from AN ANGEL GETS HIS WINGS came from a photo of some young man’s erection that had a definite hook to its profile. Wicked Welsh – because Missy is sweet and would NEVER – wondered what that sort of shape might feel like for his partner…and decided it would be grand! And then Mal cock-docking with Wes in THE DOOR INTO SPRING, well, why not play with a foreskin if you have one? (That was out of “research documentaries” of course.) Honestly, I didn’t think either would make anyone gasp which just goes to show how corrupted I am by this Welsh woman.

SI: Oh sure, blame it on Wicked Welsh, uh huh. I see how this goes. I suppose you’re going to claim that Missy is an angel too?

8) Okay, I’ve gotten that off my chest. Now you know I love your stories, you make me cry, laugh and fall in love with your characters. What story would you say says this is me as an author, this is who I am and this story should be the one you read first?

MW: MY SUMMER OF WES because Mal is me. Not completely me, obviously, but a lot of me went into making him. I’ve experienced bullying, parental apathy, social isolation, and the fear of reaching out because what if no one’s there. By giving Mal everything he’s ever wanted and needed through Wes, I gave myself a Prince Charming and a Happily Ever After. It’s not a perfect story, but my heart went into making it. If you want to know me and my work, read MY SUMMER OF WES.

SI: I heart that story so much.

9) What do you have coming up that we must get our greedy little hands on?

SI: For 2014, I’ve committed to AQP for a ghost story, a May-December, a dragon shifter, and – if I can swing it – I’d like to do a couple sequels for Loose Id. And now that I think of it, some of those are probably going to have you looking differently at spirit possession, twist ties, and baseball bats. Brace yourself, Se!

SI: So much yumminss on the way, can’t wait!

10) Please tell the readers where they can find you on the internet (Website, FB, Twitter, etc.)

Website: http://missywelsh.com

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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/missywelsh81010

Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/MissyWelsh81010

 

Thank you so much for sitting in the Hot Seat. I signal the Cabana Men to lead Missy out to relax by the pool.

Thanks for having me!

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Two years ago, the small Southern Ohio town of Isherwood seemed to change overnight. Businesses were abandoned or sold and townsfolk just up and moved away. Those who were left behind are trying to keep their lives afloat on the hope that things will improve someday.
Finn Webb is one of those people. His construction and remodeling company he runs with his sister is one of the largest employers left in town. He’s felt his world teetering on the edge of failure for so long, that saving an injured dog is a bright spark of life he’s happy to hold onto.
Cas Maine has come to Isherwood because that’s where the road lead. He’s tired, hungry and desperate for the acceptance and safety he had once in his birth pack. But crossing into town sees him shifting into his wolf form and unable to shift back. Then he’s hit by a car only to be rescued by his one true mate.
What follows is a series of events where a job outside of town lets Cas and Finn grow closer while also leading to the uncovering of numerous secrets held by several inhabitants of Isherwood. Everyone has a stake in this. And the stakes are high.
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Finn’s internal alarm had him waking up at almost six o’clock on the dot, as usual. What was very much not typical was the fact he was wrapped around a naked man. Cas… Finn smiled and cuddled closer, nuzzling into that soft, red hair when he felt it on his nose. He smelled like a spice—cinnamon maybe—but also like a lot of sweaty sex.

The heart-pounding need, that feeling from last night that drove him to plunder and claim, wasn’t there anymore. Finn sighed and held Cas and just knew… He’s mine.

Never before had he fallen so fast for someone. He couldn’t stop thinking that this was crazy and maybe reckless and possibly detrimental to his heart, but… Comfortable, familiar, and…fulfilling too. Finding puzzle pieces or Mister Right—the clichés were real.

Hopefully, Cas felt the same. Please.

Cas made a snuffling-snorting noise and rolled over. Finn lifted his head, watching as Cas fit himself tight against Finn’s chest. Cas’s arms were between them, his hands tucked up under his chin, and his head bowed. When he curled up one leg, Finn raised his up and let Cas have the space between his thighs while Finn’s leg rested on the outside of Cas’s leg. Cas took a deep breath and sighed it out like everything was now perfectly right with his world.

Finn smiled and sighed too, wrapping his arms back around Cas’s head and shoulders. In looking down to kiss Cas’s ear, Finn paused.

At the base of Cas’s neck, right near his shoulder, was a football-shaped bruise. Damn. There were darker points in the bruise from his teeth. Will Cas be pissed? He’d been into it when it happened, asked for it even, but maybe he hadn’t meant for Finn to mark him so deeply. Or publicly since it would be easy to see above the neck of the T-shirts Cas usually wore.

Since Finn was supposed to leave early because of the welcome party—or whatever it was—which had been his compromise for getting to sleep over, he decided to wake Cas up now. Much as he didn’t want to leave at all, well, they had a couple things to work out.

Didn’t mean he couldn’t play a little, of course.

“Cas?” he whispered. Louder, he said, “Oh Cassie.” Nothing. Finn palmed Cas’s butt and gave him some deep squeezes. “Cassie-pie, wake up.”

Cas chuckled, then blinked sleepily at him. “Cassie-pie?”

“Yep. And we’re keeping it because you answered to it.” Finn winked at him.

“Ugh. Bedroom only,” he said with a one-eyed glare.

“Deal.”

Finn kissed those puffy, pink lips softly. Cas hummed and his hand roamed Finn’s back, down over his ass, and along his thigh. Keeping the kisses sweet, Finn used his calf to pull Cas closer. Cas made more happy noises and rocked into Finn, their groins rubbing, cocks firming up. Want to wake up every morning just like this.

Finn looked at Cas, his strong, masculine face worry-free and so young like this. But then Cas frowned and sighed.

“You need to go, Finn. Remember?”

Since he’d promised to leave before sunrise and it was well passed that, he took advantage of the time until Cas might notice how light the room was. What could it hurt?

“Just give me a minute or two.” He switched their legs around, so Cas’s was over Finn’s hip, then he massaged that amazing, little ass. “Then I’ll go.”

“A minute or two?” Cas chuckled, but he pressed into Finn’s hand encouragingly.

Finn smiled and nibbled on the pale pink earlobe in front of him. “Want to see how fast I can make you come?”

“Oh fuck.” Cas moaned, now rubbing his thickening cock into Finn’s belly.

Taking that for consent, Finn pressed a finger into him and rubbed back as Cas moaned and seemed to open right up for him. He slid his finger deep and played around in there, loving that soft tightness.

“Finn, hurry.”

Nope, he didn’t want to. He rolled them over so he was on top and pushed Cas’s knee up onto his shoulder. It had Cas undulating his cock and balls against Finn’s abs while Finn had plenty of room to play with Cas’s hole.

He was sticky with lube and moist from sleeping squished against Finn all night. “Can’t seem to get enough of you,” Finn said before mouthing Cas’s chest, heading for a tight, pink nipple.

Cas said, “Oh God,” but then he went still. His abs contracted against Finn, and now Cas said, “Shit.No.”

Finn looked up and saw Cas’s eyes wide open, something like shock on his face.

“Cas?”

“Off,” Cas sort of grunted, shoving at him. “Oh fuck. Get off me, Finn!”

He moved back, his heart rate kicking up. “What’s wrong?”

“No.” Cas clutched at his stomach and rolled to his side. “Not yet.”

“Cas, what’s wrong? Are you in pain? Did I—” Oh Jesus. If I hurt him

“Finn,” he said, shaking now. “Sorry. So s-sorry.” There was agony in those bright blue eyes before he squeezed them shut.

“Come on, baby,” he begged and touched Cas’s shoulder. “Tell me what’s wrong. Let me help. Please.”

Cas opened his mouth and a sound like a groan came out, but then it went deeper, a growl, as he squeezed his eyes shut and something awful started happening. His skin erupted with red-gold hairs, hisbones moved underneath that, and suddenly, his face elongated, giving him a snout like…

“Oh, Jesus Christ!”

…like a dog. A little, red dog with blue eyes.

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