I’m pleased to welcome Allyson Young back to the blog for her newest release 🙂
Devastated, she somehow managed to hope he got what he needed. Except, being
part Fae, she now believes she’s cursed him. Tahl has returned, unmated,
refusing to share what transpired.
avoids, her guilt—and refusal to be second choice—a deterrent to her heart. Her
twenty-fifth birthday approaches, and hot from the chase, Tahl corners her. He
triggers her heat and she must allow him to assuage it, however outraged and
resentful she might be.
his mate die… The males fail to thwart the nefarious plan, and the true
nature of both females is revealed. Only one bitch can win and keep Tahl’s
heart, and Desi won’t lose.
scared him, but the female presumably inside the cabin… He forced his feet to
carry up the short set of stairs and opened the front door with a confidence he
didn’t feel. Until he saw her.
beautiful thing he’d ever seen—or scented. Cheeks flushed, hair now streaming
in wild abandon and clothing awry, she glared at him, her rage muted by the
trembling need radiating from her tense body.
was overridden as Desi lurched to her feet.
done deal because you decided. You.
And now I’m stuck with you. I have to submit to your … physical attentions so I
can function.” She laughed, a harsh mimicry of her usual, musical burst of sound.
The one he hadn’t heard in his vicinity for a very long time but had never
forgotten. The dichotomy scalded his senses.
and he balled his fists to keep his hands to himself. A vastly angry Desiree
was an incredibly beautiful and appealing female and his wolf seethed with
impatience against her siren call. Tahl shoved his animal back and cudgeled his brain for something that would
soothe her. Some sense of self-preservation kept him from offering his heart.
It was quite likely she’d carve it out of his chest and eat it with a spoon.
the front of her silky shirt, the fine fabric rending beneath her impatient
hands. She threw the remnants in the general direction of the couch before
working at the zipper on her little skirt. The garment slid over her thighs to
pool around her ankles, his avid stare tracking it as the black lace of her
matching panties was revealed as well as the long length of her legs. She
stepped out, nearly losing her balance, and kicked the material away.
distance. “Desiree. Easy, baby. Let me—”
breaths. “Now do what nature intended.” Her pretty bra popped open and her
breasts were displayed. Sitting high on her narrow torso, they were in perfect
proportion to the rest of her, though visibly swollen with need, the dark
nipples beaded tightly.
so hard it hurt, his wolf groveling. Groveling.
With inner strength he somehow drew from somewhere, perhaps his conscience,
maybe his aching heart, he wrestled his libido into submission and hugged her
instead. Trying to offer her comfort. His eyes closed against the intense draw
of her soft, silky skin, the heat of her radiating intensely to the very marrow
of his bones.
would have been so fucking stupid as to trigger his future mate’s heat on the
side of a goddamn highway and then leave her unfulfilled? He cursed himself
fate as her shirt. Tahl drank in his first sight of the female who was his, all
creamy skin and smooth curves, the soft dark hair at her apex neatly trimmed.
But she was shaking harder, out of control, the scent of her arousal
overwhelming him, and instinct took over.
swayed, her eyes tightly shut as she panted through the tiny whimpers falling
from her lips. He spoke her name even as he gathered her up and bore her down
on the wide, soft couch, but she wouldn’t—or couldn’t—open her eyes.
Testing her preparedness with one finger, he grunted his satisfaction. Soaked.
Her thighs opened wide for him as he maneuvered between them, her arms splayed and
her head thrown back. She writhed, her wolf clearly right at the surface, and
her whimpers escalated both in volume and quantity.
conversation, however necessary, he fit the weeping crown of his cock against
her opening. Wet, sultry heat engulfed him as he surged inside on a desperate
thrust. And froze at her muffled yelp.
beneath her shoulders to tuck her as tightly against him as he could manage
while holding his cock steady, giving her time to adjust. It was his turn to
screw his own eyes shut in order to concentrate on not moving one fucking iota.
He’d just taken her virginity, and
even his wolf paused in its desperation to claim her.
to try her hand at penning erotica.