So Excited!
Book Two in the PRYMAL series, Prymal Obsession is now available for pre-order at Amazon: tinyurl.com/oh9uz2m
Blurb:
The primal call of Mate Claim sparks a battle among the three species of shifters—Wylfen, Feral, & Rogue—and has for generations. These violent feuds incite hunts by humankind, driving shifters near extinction. To protect their people the aristocratic Wylfen ban the practice of Mate Claim. When a Rogue alpha claims a Wylfen female, the mated pair forms a coalition with a Feral male. An alliance is created: Prymal, a new species & pack born of Rogue, Wylfen, & Feral. And war begins…
Brut Jurango’s pack is one of butt-ugly misfits, and he’s devoted to each and every member. When his mate and his entire pack are slaughtered, he lives for one sole purpose–revenge. Brut’s a mixed breed, wolf, panther, and human. He had a mate, and shifters are supposed to have only one in a lifetime. So why can’t he resist Sidonie Walker’s call? Or is this just one more lie proliferated by the Wylfen?
Here’s a sneak preview:
Brut leaned closer and slid the coarse pad of his thumb under her bottom lip.
Sid’s heartbeat hitched.
“I want to taste your smile.” He wrapped one hand behind her nape, tangled his fingers in her hair, and dipped his mouth to hers.
His lips were soft, his touch a mere whisper. But the feelings his tender brushing of their closed mouths engendered had her reeling. She’d expected him to ravish her, that his kiss would be harsh, and passionate to the point of pain.
Brut’s gentleness overwhelmed her. He skipped tiny kisses along her eyebrows pausing to explore each arch. The tip of his tongue traced a circle along the sensitive skin above her eyes.
Who knew of the direct connection between eyebrow kisses and breasts? Her nipples budded into hard points and when she struggled to find oxygen the aching tips scraped against the cotton of her shirt.
Her sex clenched and she drenched the crotch of her panties. Sid clutched Brut’s bare forearms needing some purchase, any purchase because the heat searing through her had her a boneless mess of burning want.
Eyes shut, she savored his oral caresses. The way he nuzzled the back of one ear, laved the lobe, and grazed his teeth along her jawline. He appeared to be in no hurry. His mouth lingered at the corner of hers.
Fierce sparks erupted wherever he touched down. She felt like smoldering, smoking tinder ready to burst into flame. Her neck and throat, her entire face, her ears and her scalp prickled in anticipation of his next move. She shivered when he licked the corner of her mouth.
He stroked her with his tongue, a languid lapping as if that particular spot where upper and lower lip met fascinated him.
Sid tried to twist to kiss him back, but he tightened his hold on her so she couldn’t budge an inch. He nuzzled the outline of her mouth, and she heard his prolonged sniffing. Was he inhaling the aroma of her skin?
His warm breath tickled the underside of the center of her bottom lip. She moaned in a wordless pleading for more, more, more.
He feathered erratic sips across her cheek, trailed slow tongue flicks down her throat, and buried his face in the crook of her neck. Encircled her breast and ran his thumb over her straining nipple. She raised her lids, blinked his hand into focus, and her back bowed at the erotic vision of his brown thumb on the white cotton toying with her breast. Her pussy convulsed. She was on the brink.
Brut straightened. Slid one hand from her nape to the tip of her nose, and all the while his wicked thumb rolled over her nipple. A halo of amber rimmed his dilated pupils. “Tonight.”
So, after that titillating excerpt – how can you not preorder?
Have a Fabulous Friday!
Cheers,
Jianne
