She opened her eyes to the canine’s fuzzy black and white face, its head coming closer still as its warm tongue slid across her cheek in a long, wet lick. She swiped away the sticky saliva and half-sat, peering around the room. Her heart stopped, the blood draining from her face as her eyes jerke...
He understood all too well the peoples’ need to get close to her, though he had no choice but to stay back. He tugged the hood of his rakkia shirt farther forward, shielding his face before he nodded at his men, communicating that they also keep their distance. No reason to summon the attention o...
Just the same way she ignored the red dust and patchy yellowed grass that desperately needed soaking rain. Instead, she scraped a wisp of platinum-blonde hair back under her Akubra hat, hooked a worn boot between the post and rail fence of the round yard, and focused all her attention on Brandon ...
A roar in her ears intensified then receded, dizziness assailing her as carefully withheld emotions spilled free, overwhelming and intense. She stumbled, and Ronan—Sean—steadied her with an iron grip. “You’re Sean?” she whispered, dazed. But it all made so much sense in hi...
And god help him, he couldn’t find the strength of will to care. Not even a little. He hadn’t felt this aroused, this alive…forever. In such a short time she was his everything. His perfect mate. Dear lord, she was perfection. Not just because of her incomparable physical beauty, but her inner be...
Pine trees loomed around him, distorted, large and monochromic in nightmix vision. He barely noticed. Right then his keen ability to scent was his biggest asset. His snout dropped to the ground and he sniffed in pungent smells of decomposed leaves, pine needles and rich, wet earth. Nothing human....
For a moment she’d let herself believe they were meant to be together too, but even with their lovemaking they were still little more than strangers sharing a bed. A lump constricted her throat. She knew his identity now. Was he hoping to control her and keep her from telling the world the truth?...
Checking her upswept hair was still in order, she smoothed a hand down her tiny, crimson-leather dress. Perfect. Clutch bag firmly in hand, which carried the essential tools of her trade—condoms, lipstick, hairpins and a cell phone—she waited until the car had slid away into the night. When its t...
How else would the mallakwats have known to be here and take down the caltronian? Shit. He’d demand to know why she was there, why she’d left his people. How was she going to explain her way out of this one? Genesis galloped to her on his mount then swung to the ground even before he’d shouted th...