The following is an adult excerpt from my new release, “Doggy Tales – Doggy Tales 1” from Siren-BookStrand.
[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, shape-shifters, HEA]
Feisty, opinionated women. Hunky, hardheaded, shape-shifting men. In Doggy Tales when the sexual heat cranks up, the fur flies. In these five shape-shifter stories, members of the Tampa Bruin wolf pack (including a panther cousin) find love and claim their mates.
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Dog Walk [M/F, contemporary, paranormal, werewolves] Ivan wanted a morning run. Was that too much to ask? When he crosses paths with Lindsey, he knows she holds the leash to his heart.
Doggy Style [M/F, contemporary, paranormal, werewolves] Genna wanted a new start. Jeremy needed revenge. Neither expected to find love. Can Jeremy save Genna when his plan goes terribly awry?
In the Doghouse [M/F, contemporary, paranormal, werewolves] Jeremy knows he screwed up. All he has to do is convince Genna he’s sorry.
Puppy Dog Eyes [M/F, contemporary, paranormal, werewolves] Tessa lusts after coworker Scudder. She doesn’t know he feels the same, and it’s more than puppy love.
A Nearly Cat-astrophic Christmas [M/F, contemporary, paranormal, werewolves] Ivan’s cousin, panther shifter Frank, falls for Tessa’s cousin, Kaylie.
Note: This is a five-part book in one volume. Three of the tales were previously published elsewhere. Two of the tales are new original work.
A Siren Erotic Romance
His lips blistered a scorching path down her throat as his hands lifted her T-shirt, exposing her breasts. Ivan’s sharp intake of breath at the sight of her peaked nipples only served to increase her need. His lips captured one, and when his tongue flicked it, she moaned.
As he gently cupped her other breast, his fingers tweaking her nipple into a similar state, she ground her hips against him.
She wanted him. Now.
Screw patience, screw caution—she wanted him to screw her! Thank God she was still on the Pill.
“Fuck me,” she begged. “Please!”
She received a deep and hungry growl in reply. He lifted his mouth from her breast. “I will, babe. Trust me. And I won’t stop once I start. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to, ever since I met you.”
Lindsey closed her eyes and squirmed against him. She’d deal with reality later. No way in hell she would let him stop the delicious things he did to her body.
Ivan peeled her T-shirt off, and his hot flesh against hers felt perfectly right. She ran her hands over his firm body. He wanted her.
When she pushed her shorts and panties down her hips, he pulled them off her legs. He bent his head to her belly, kissing, licking, tasting.
That wasn’t exactly where she wanted him, but it was a damn good start.
Trying to nudge him lower, she tangled her fingers in his hair and pushed. It was like moving a large boulder. He wasn’t budging.
“I’m going to make love to you all day,” he whispered. “There’s no need to rush.”
Lindsey threw her head back, squeezing her eyes shut as he took an agonizingly long time exploring every centimeter of her flesh before lightly teasing her clit with his tongue.
“Do it. Please.”
“I want you, Lindsey.”
“I’m telling you to fuck me, Ivan.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
His choked voice more than his actual words broke through her passion. She lifted her head to look at him. His grey eyes focused on her.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“I love you.”
Every last shred of sanity screamed at her to stop, to back up, to at the very least ask for a background check or ID or a current rabies shot certificate. Something.
But his eyes. Those big, grey eyes melted her.
He saved her. At any time he could have done…whatever he did…certainly big enough to force me. He didn’t.
He protected her. And for the first time in a long time, she felt she was exactly where she should be. Safe.
“I love you, too, Ivan.” She knew the words were true as soon as she whispered them.
“That’s a long time.”
He nodded. “You have no idea.”
“We’ve got a lot to talk about.”
He nodded again.
Lindsey swallowed, hard. “Do I start doing…this?”
He smiled. If she’d had any reservations, that would have melted them away like a spring thaw on Mt. Rainier. “Long story, but no. I was born like this.” He sat up and held her hand. “Okay. No fleas or ticks, I promise I’m faithful, and I’ll rip the throat out of any guy who dares look at you wrong. But you can’t get me neutered.”
She laughed, but his desperate, pleading look pulled at her. A guy like this should look confident he’d get the girl, but he looked scared.
“It’s a fucking big secret to keep. I’ll introduce you to Jeremy.”
“He’s my friend, boss, and Alpha.”
She sat up. “Pack? There’s more of you?”
“More than you’d think.”
Reality hung on by a rapidly fraying thread. “Upside?” she whispered.
His smile returned and he leaned in, nuzzling her just behind her ear, making her lower belly contract in a hot and pleasant way. “I get to do this to you every day for the rest of our lives.”
She nervously swallowed as the abyss loomed beneath her. “Will you protect me and keep me safe?” It’d been so long since she’d felt safe. And the past few days, even with dog-Ivan, she’d felt safer than she had in…well, years.
A fierce expression blasted across his face. “No one will ever again harm you. Ever. I’ll die before I let that happen.”
Lindsey closed her eyes. “I’m yours.”
His growl might have been scary except for the fact that his lips did incredibly addictive things to her neck. Ivan gently lowered her to the bed. He quickly returned to his earlier position between her legs and dropped his head.
She hoped the neighbors weren’t home. His tongue firmly stroked her clit and sent a shockwave through her nervous system the likes of which she’d never experienced. When he slipped one, then two thick fingers inside her, she loudly moaned.
“Fuck, yes!” she cried.
Ivan chuckled but didn’t respond, his lips too busy massaging her swollen nub as his fingers skillfully stroked her to the most explosive climax she’d ever experienced. She screamed his name as he kept her coming for what felt like forever.
Well, she could ditch the vibrator. And the dildo. What was the point? They were smaller than him.
He eventually relented and moved up the bed to gather her against his firm chest, holding her, his face buried in her hair.
“Every day?” she gasped.
“As many times as you want.”
She flattened her body against him, his cock rubbing along her belly. “You’ve still got to propose.”
“Marry me. Please. If you want groveling, I can do that.”
“To the groveling?”
She nipped his throat. His cock jumped in response. “No, silly. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Then he slipped his cock inside her, buried deeper than any man had ever gone. He rolled on top of her while she threw her legs around his waist, hanging on for the ride.
His eyes locked onto hers. “I’ll never leave your side.”
He smiled. “You’re a ballbuster, aren’t you?”
“That a problem?”
“No. I’m always up for a little kink.” He playfully grinned.
Lindsey laughed. “I think you’ll need a daily session on the leash to remind you who takes you home every day.” She reached up and flicked the choker collar, which still hung, albeit much more loosely, around his neck.
He plunged a little deeper, drawing a gasp from her. “Leading me around by my cock isn’t good enough, huh?”
She grabbed the collar and pulled his face to hers, thrusting her tongue between his lips.
His hungry groan flipped her heart. Who was she kidding? If this hunk wanted her she’d take him even if he turned out to be a crazy psycho—or an ultraconservative Republican.
He pulled away just long enough to flip her onto her knees and slide his thick cock inside her from behind, filling her, taking her breath away.