Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Now Available--DISPLACED COWBOYS
Book 5 of the LONE WOLVES OF SHAY FALLS SERIES, a spinoff based on the bestselling HER FULL MOON COWBOYS
November 5 2012
Siren Publishing Menage Amour
Western | Erotic | M/M , M/M/F | Double Penetration | Anal Sex | Bondage/Spanking
About the LONE WOLVES series:
They are cowboys torn from their livelihood after a fateful bite changed their destinies forever. When their pack is disbanded by a new alpha, the lone wolves are forced to roam the woods of Shay Falls with no way to return to the ranch life they once knew. Each must find a male pack mate of their own—and a female mate to hold that bond together.
About DISPLACED COWBOYS:
Terra is having a serious crisis of judgment. First, she inexplicably runs away from her 21st birthday party. Then, she not only picks up a cowboy hitchhiker, but rescues a second cowboy lying by the road after a strange wolf attack.
Suffering from a mysterious fever that has her experiencing all-new meanings of the word “hot,” she takes Connor and Nash to a motel room where she learns a shocking secret—her cowboy strangers are werewolves.
The hot strangers show her that the biggest freedom of all is in being bound, but moving into the future means dealing with the past. And when the trio's passion is threatened by a huntress set on revenge, Terra and her werewolf heroes must fight for survival in order to fulfill their desire to be bound.
Rated R Excerpt:
Connor strode down the sidewalk toward the end of the long, one-story row of motel rooms. Terra's eyes fell to the way his ass twitched with a hot swagger, and then she launched herself after him.
“Where are we going?”
“We have to hunt before Nash wakes up.” She sped up, and Connor shot her a sideways glance. “And when I say ‘we,’ I mean me.”
“Hunting? I don’t know how to hunt. Wouldn’t it be better if I stayed in the room? Nash might need something.”
“Oh, he’ll need somethin’, but he ain’t gettin’ it from you. You’re safer with me.”
“The man’s sleeping and hardly in any shape to try anything. Besides, you don’t even have any weapons.” Except for the extremely lethal one she’d groped beneath his belt.
“That nap Nash is takin’ won’t last much longer. He’ll wake when the night comes, and matters will be much worse than what you saw by the roadside.”
“You really have an issue with nighttime, don’t you? Are you afraid of the dark?”
They rounded the end of the building, and Connor strode with purpose toward the woods behind the motel.
“What happens at nightfall?” she persisted.
She crunched through rocks and dirt, half running to keep up with his long strides until he stopped suddenly just outside a line of pine trees. “So?”
He sighed. “If you insist on stayin’ here for this, you may as well understand right now what you’re dealin’ with.”
For the second time that day, Connor peeled his shirt over his head, and she felt the moisture in her mouth evaporate.
“Okay,” she said with more of a dry croak than she’d have liked. “What am I dealing with?” Besides a hormone invasion that could take down a high school gym.
He shot her a grim smile. “I’m not what you’d call your average cowboy. Nash is about to join the club. There’s no easy way to tell you this, Terra. I have to show you.”
Her thoughts toggled between pornographic and medical possibilities for what he was about to reveal. How bad could it be, really? True, he certainly couldn’t be accused of being “average.” Ruggedly movie-star beautiful, maybe. Bizarre and puzzling, definitely. But average? Hell, no.
She clutched herself around the middle. “So, hit me with it already. Give up your mystery.”
He eyed her. “One condition first. If you’re gonna run, do not run to the room.”
She snorted. “You may have noticed I don’t jump and run easy, either.”
“Yeah. I’m gettin’ that.” His eyes failed to reflect the humor she was trying to inject. “I’m serious, though. That’s not where you wanna be.”
An odd, faraway expression crossed his features. “You didn’t find me by accident, Terra. You’re special, too, in your own way. You were meant to be a part of this secret and to keep it. Don’t be scared of me. I won’t hurt you.”
“I’m not scared.” Which was probably one of the crazier admissions she’d made today.
Still, something in the way he said the words prompted her to step back and hug herself tighter around the middle. She could run, if it came to that. Maybe not as fast these days, but her car was close by, and the keys were in her pocket.
Connor’s eyes began to shimmer with that odd, golden flame again. She cocked her head and stared at the mesmerizing golden gleam, unable to drag her eyes away. A low growl came from his throat, and a strange aura came alive just around the sides of his face. It gave his skin a crawling, rippling appearance. Then, gray hair began sprouting on his face and body. His growl deepened as somehow, impossibly, his whole face began to droop. It looked like his jaw had come unhinged and was sliding down toward his chest. Her breath caught when he leaned forward, and with a gruff barking sound, his body began to shrink.