Jungle Salvation by M.A. Jewell

Dragged back into the human world by well-meaning friends, jaguar shifter Matteo D’Cruz realizes he’s been in cat form for over seventy years. With another transformation, he could lose his tenuous hold on his humanity. There’s no salvation for a feral shifter, only execution. Damaged by grief and guilt, he doesn’t care overmuch. However, when he discovers an unmated female shifter, he can’t resist her scintillating allure or his instinct to protect her at all costs.

Carefree Dakota Gorman travels to Brazil to rescue her sister. Determined to expose the drug lords who have manipulated her sibling into a hurried wedding, she’s certain the baffling hottie Matteo is one of them. After Dakota’s sister turns into a giant jaguar before her eyes, she must confront a new reality, one including hidden family traits.

Matteo helps her trigger her first exhilarating metamorphosis into a jaguar, leaving no doubt about her genetics, but her joy is cut short. A blackmailer sends Matteo a video of her transformation, demanding DNA samples. The extortionist threatens to post the recording to the internet and expose the shifters to the world. Dredging up courage she didn’t know she had, Dakota joins Matteo and the other jag shifters to save her family—and her new species—from scientific experimentation

Review:

Jungle Salvation is the long anticipated second release in M.A. Jewell’s Jungle Queens series and is definitely worth the wait!

While paranormal is not my favorite in romance, she hit this one out of the park. The writing was simply wonderful, and the reader feels immersed in the Jaguar’s world of the lush jungles of Brazil.

This book is about Kelsie’s sister Dakota, who has come to find out why Kelsie has left home and decided to get married. While there, she meets Matteo.

Matteo hasn’t shifted out of his jaguar form in years, but he does now, and when he meets Dakota, all bets are off.

But Dakota’s life is in danger, and it will take an army to get her back. This is a great read by M.A Jewell, and if you haven’t read her before, I suggest you start with the first book in the series. Jungle Rapture.

5 Stars!!!

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Kalkin (Apache County Shifters Book 1) by TL Reeve and Michele Ryan



Keeley Blueriver is not doing a very good job hiding out. After being viciously attacked, she and her sister Danielle pack up and move across the country to Window Rock, Arizona. But Simon found them before, and he’ll do it again. How and when are the only questions.

Kalkin Raferty, Alpha of the Raferty pack, has spent his life protecting his family and pack from outside threats. He believes his time for finding a mate has passed. Who would want an old Alpha wolf?

A chance meeting puts Kalkin face to face with his destiny and now he can’t get the blonde-haired, hazel-eyed woman out of his mind. His wolf is poised to claim her, but with danger lurking around every corner, is he willing to risk everything to have her?

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Kalkin is the first book in authors TL Reeve and Michele Ryan’s series Apache County Shifters. There are the Raferty brothers, a nephew, and possibly other characters that these ladies can write this series on, but we start with the sexy and dominant Alpha of the bunch, Kalkin Raferty. He’s the Alpha of his pack, a wolf shifter, and the sheriff in town. One day, across the creek from his property, two blonde sisters move in. Keeley and Danielle Blueriver, and from the looks of their bruises, he knows something is up.

Dani and Keeley are on the run from Simon, a man who hurt the two of them because they are something more than human. And despite her attraction to the big sexy sheriff, Keeley has made a vow along with her sister to stay away from everyone, especially men, to protect themselves. But it’s not too long before Caleb is calling on Dani for help, and Kalkin soon follows. Kalkin wants Keeley for his mate, but can he protect her from the evil coming their way?

This was an enjoyable series starter, and I learned a whole new way of wolf mating. (see knots.) My only little gripe, and I have it for a lot of shifter books, is the need to get every mated female pregnant right off the bat. Doesn’t anyone use protection anymore?

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“Where the fuck is the baby?” He kept his voice controlled, knowing the pup was safe and sound with Danielle—for now. Kal tried in vain to keep his voice down so their neighbors couldn’t overhear their conversation. As it stood, he still wasn’t sure how he felt about Keeley. Well, he did, but acknowledging the mating and participating in it were two totally different things. Right now, they didn’t need any extra headaches. However, he had a sneaky suspicion he was in over his head and he was too stupid, or ignorant, to admit it.
“He’s with Danielle.” Caden shrugged, moving around his brother. “The boy was in his pup form when I got him. I couldn’t take him to a hospital and you know if I took him to a vet—which there isn’t one in a twenty-mile radius—they would have freaked out if he spontaneously shifted. So, I brought him back here.”
“You don’t think the girl will freak the fuck out when he spontaneously shifts, Caden?” Kal couldn’t believe what his brother said.
“No,” he answered plainly.
“No?” Kalkin snorted. “I have got to hear this explanation. Come on, lay it on me. Tell me, ‘oh smart one,’ why she won’t freak the fuck out when the baby shifts.”
“She’s not normal either.” A slow small crossed his brother’s lips. “She got this…thing. I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone about it, but bro. She’s special.”
“Great. Fan-fucking-tastic. So, she could have a serious case of gas, but she’s special.” Wow, he knew his brother could be stupid sometimes, but this was a colossal fuck up. It ranked right up there with the time they were sixteen and Caden decided he was going to pull the tail of a cat shifter. The asshole ended up in bed for a week with tiger claw slashes to his side.
“I’m being serious, asshole,” Caden snapped, going nose to nose with his brother. “She helped the pup more in five minutes than a hospital could in two fucking weeks. I promised her I wouldn’t say what it was, but I felt her. She did something to him and he was a different pup when he woke up.”
Kalkin blinked, taking in everything his brother said. A part of him wanted to believe his brother and another part of him wanted to continue to chew his ass. He also realized he should be more concerned with the pup. Kal blew out a breath and scrubbed his hand across his brow. “How bad?”
“Two broken legs and some bites. Danielle thinks he’ll be fine. She wrapped the wounds and set his back legs.” He chuckled a bit. “Aiden ate up the attention when I checked on them after Mrs. Martin hooked me up with some breast milk for the boy.” Caden turned serious for a moment. “I don’t know why Tiffany had fucking pups. She couldn’t even take care of herself when we were younger. Then she goes off and gets fucking pregnant. The bitch tried to kill him!” Kalkin watched his brother pace. “Aiden is now parentless. Why? Because she doesn’t have enough fucking sense to bring all the pups to her Alpha.”
Wait. “There are more?” He couldn’t believe Caden would take one and leave the others. “Why did you leave them?”
“Aiden is the only one who survived.”
“Fuck.” He’d have to deal with this sooner rather than later. “Do we know the father?”
Caden snorted. “If I had to guess? Someone in the Quincy pack. The kid smelled of piss and shit, though, so I couldn’t be sure.”
“Shit. Not what we need right now, but because you went off half-cocked, you brought shit down on our new neighbors.” Kalkin couldn’t even be angry anymore. He understood Caden’s need to protect the baby. However, it couldn’t be at the expense of two women who’d been through their own shit. “What are you going to do when Aiden shifts and is a baby?”
“Well, I had been thinking about it when you pulled up to house like Billy Bad Ass. I’m going to tell her what we are.”
What? “Are you fucking kidding me?” He couldn’t believe what his brother was saying. “Why?”
“Tell me you aren’t planning to do the same.” Caden’s blue eyes swirled with intent. “Tell me you weren’t going to have Keeley run with you during the full moon.” His brother had him. He had been contemplating revealing himself during the first day of the summer festival.
“Shit,” he said, blowing out a frustrated breath. “This is all FUBAR.” Fucked up beyond all recognition.
“Tell me about it.”
“You’re part of the reason, asshole.” He turned away from his brother and caught his neighbor staring at him. “Great.”
“What?” His brother stepped over to where he was standing. “Ah, shit.” There, peeking out of their window, stood Keeley, Danielle, and a very happy little boy. Shit, maybe his brother had been right.
“Yeah, great fucking work, asshole. I’m betting they saw and heard everything. So much for having to explain it to them.”
“Hold on. You’re assuming they heard anything. They’re completely human. They couldn’t hear a flea fart.”
“I thought you said Danielle is special.” Kal cocked a brow. “Or were you blowing smoke up my ass about her?”
“She is. I can assure you what I experienced when she started working with Aiden,” Caden paused. “Shit, bro. It was amazing.”
“Are you sure she was touching the pup?” he quipped.
“Yes, dickhead. It wasn’t sexual at all, but it had been amazing nonetheless.” Caden’s blue gaze locked with Kal’s and his demeanor turned serious. “She’s my mate.”
Of all the fucking things he expected his brother to say, finding his mate hadn’t been one of them. “Shit. Are you sure?”
“Oh yeah.”

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TL Reeve: TL Reeve, a best-selling, multi-published author, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in Alabama, TL misses Los Angeles, and will one day return to the beaches of Southern California. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie.
Michele Ryan: Michele Ryan is an author with Decadent and After Glows Publishing. She embraced her creative passion and co-authored several books with fellow author TL Reeve. Michele has also published two solo novellas. Michele is a lifelong resident of the state of New Jersey, along with her husband and three children, whom she refers to as her hobbits. When Michele is not plotting or writing, she can be found either volunteering at her children’s school or reading.

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Mikhail: A Royal Dragon Romance (Brothers of Ash and Fire #2) by Lauren Smith

 

 

Title: Mikhail: A Royal Dragon Romance
Series: Brothers of Ash and Fire #2
Author: Lauren Smith
Genre: Paranormal Romance Dragon Shifter
Release Date: January 10, 2018
Blurb
A
dragon never leaves his hoard unguarded.  His heart is another matter.
The second eldest in an ancient line of Russian dragon shifters, Mikhail
Barinov had one job: protect one of the family hoard of jewels. Distracted by
the English virgin queen Elizabeth, who was as dazzling as she was devious; he
lost everything. Five centuries of exile later, news that a construction crew
has unearthed a massive trove of gold and jewels sends him racing to London,
determined to steal back his family’s treasure…and his honor.
Professional gemologist Piper Linwood can’t wait to bury herself in her
newest project, evaluating a hoard of Elizabethan-era treasure. But both her
life and career are threatened when a mysterious, brooding man with a dangerous
smile—and an even more dangerous kiss—snatches the lot.
Unwillingly swept along for the ride, Piper discovers Mikhail is no mere
thief. And the dragon on his back is more than a tattoo. It’s a living,
breathing extension of a bad boy she’s finding harder and harder to resist. But
his heart is a treasure she can never own…because to save her career, she’ll
have to betray his trust.

Sometimes you find a book that just draws you in and completely grabs you. It starts from the first sentence and grips your attention all the way until it’s unwanted ending. You smile, you laugh, gasp, most definitely wish your own mate was handy, and at times reach for the box of Kleenex. Mikhail surpassed my expectations and just blew me away!

Mikhail is a 2000 year old dragon shifter who lives in Cornwall, England, having been exiled by his father over 500 years ago for losing a horde of jewels. Even worse, they were taken from him by the woman who was supposed to be his one true mate. He has lived with his dragon mourning the loss of his mate, angered at losing the jewels and missing his brothers whom he hasn’t seen in 200 years.

But now the jewels have resurfaced, and Mikhail plans to get them back. And he plans on enlisting American Piper Linwood, a gemologist, to help him. Piper is in London to examine and help valuate the jewels for sale at auction. When she meets Mikhail, she’s instantly attracted to him. When Mikhail and Piper kiss, Mikhail realizes she’s his mate!

I’ll let you read the rest of the story, and believe me, you want to. There’s a bad dragon out to steal the jewels, a secret organization, some sizzling hot sex scenes that you’ll need a fan for, and a definitely 4 hanky cry scene. I can’t wait until the next book!

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Don’t follow him. Piper ignored her inner voice and slipped
after him through the crowds. Perhaps she should have heeded the voice in her
head, but that voice had kept her living a lonely, bored life. Boring meant not
getting her heart broken. Boring was safe. It was long past time she did
something dangerous.
She found
Mikhail in a small drawing room next to the reception hall. He stood before a
fireplace in the dark as if he belonged there. His lean, strong figure and the
dark navy-blue suit were lit by flames. The door clicked shut behind her, the
sound far too loud in the soft silence of the darkened room. Piper sucked in a
breath, watching the shadows play on his dark hair as he turned to her.
“Piper.”
The word was a silken caress that was straight out of her darkest fantasies.
Even though there was a good distance between them, she could hear him clearly,
his voice seeming to come at her from all sides thanks to the acoustics of the
room.
“Mr.
Barinov,” she whispered so softly there was no way he could hear it. But she
swore she saw his lips twitch in the dim, shifting, gold-vermilion light.
“Straying
off the map into unknown territory, are we?” He chuckled as though it was some
private joke. “Here there be dragons.”
Piper
stared at him. “I followed because…” Why had she followed him? Because he was
like the damn Pied Piper for women who had tall, dark, sexy stranger fantasies.
“You
followed because you can’t stop thinking about it.” That voice poured over her
like molasses, and she could feel a delicious burn grow in her belly.
“Thinking
about what?” She didn’t move, remaining by the door. But he did.
Mikhail
walked toward her with a grace that seemed more panther than human. Her pulse
spiked when he stopped mere inches from her. The firelight made the blue of his
suit appear to be a dark, rich brown as he placed a hand on the closed door
behind her and leaned in. The minty smell of his breath, warm and fresh, fanned
her face, and his eyes, although out of view of the fire, seemed to burn with
light—gold light.
“You are
thinking about…” He moved closer, his lips a hair’s breadth from her now. “This.”
Her heart
exploded as he slanted his mouth over hers. Waves of electric, pulsing pleasure
at that exquisite kiss sent her head spinning. It was like crawling up by the
fire on a cold winter’s night and putting a glass of warm brandy to her lips,
with a slow burn followed by a powerful rush seconds later.
Piper
moaned against him as he slipped his tongue between her lips to stroke hers.
She was already curling her arms around his neck, dragging him closer. Mikhail
pressed his body flush to hers against the door. He was so tall, a daunting
wall of muscles, frightening and exciting all at once. He was a man who could
take her without asking. The thought, as forbidden as it was, only made her
hotter and wetter than she’d ever been before. She should have been ashamed of
such thoughts, but in that moment she couldn’t be. There was too much pleasure
in this kiss, too much exhilaration in her surrender to it. She didn’t want it
to end, didn’t want the distant sounds of the party to intrude upon this perfect
unplanned adventure. It would likely never happen again.
He deepened
the kiss, his mouth consuming hers with a fire that left her giddy. And then
something happened—strange flickers of images flashed across her closed
eyelids. Not her imagination, which had been fixed on Mikhail’s animalistic
appetite. This was something else.
Men in
doublets approaching a throne, a queen with a pale face and red hair, pearls
glistening on the bodice of her gown. Then the images changed, a roaring sea
beneath her, icy water crashing against a distant shore, a deep loneliness that
seemed only to grow until…
She saw
herself at the exhibit. Saw herself through his
eyes, a beacon of color and life drawing him toward her like a moth to the
flame of a candle. She could feel his heart jolt, his body hum to life as he
zeroed in on her. It felt as though he would never look away from her ever
again. It was seductive, powerful, frightening, and yet she embraced the rush
of emotions that came from him.
What…how…?
He broke
the kiss to nip at her throat, and she tilted her head back to let his
exploration continue. “It’s as though you were made just for me, moya sud’ba.”
The way he
said the words made her shiver. “What’s moya
sud’ba
?” she asked.
“My
destiny,” he growled, his eyes bright. “I should have known the moment we first
met.” He inhaled again. “Even the way you smell, sweet and wild like Fire Hill
flowers.”
“Fire Hill
flowers?” she said in a haze. His clothes were still warm from the fire, and
even his skin was hot to the touch.
“The
wildflowers from my home. The Fire Hills of Russia. They are soft and sweet,
not too much, just…” He kissed behind her ear. “Right.”
She
blushed, unable to stop smiling. “I smell like wildflowers?”
He made a
deep-throated purr against the column of her throat, and she dug her nails into
his shoulders. “And your taste,” he continued in a husky whisper as he kissed
her again.
This was
madness to be kissing a stranger in a darkened room lit only by firelight. What
else could you call it? But she was tired of being boring old predictable
Piper. Mikhail made her feel wild and reckless, alive in ways she’d never
dreamed. She didn’t want to stop, didn’t want to go back to being responsible.
She wanted to live in this moment forever.
“What about
my taste?” she asked, her voice trembling with desire.
Mikhail stared down at her and slid his hand into her hair at the nape
of her neck, his fingers coiling the strands tight.
A slight pinch of near pain shot sparks into
her womb. Piper gasped.
“It’s like
the sweetest of Georgian wines. It lingers upon my tongue until I ache to
become drunk on it.” He nuzzled her cheek, his breath echoing hers in quick
pants.
All they
were doing was kissing, yet it felt like a wildfire had burst to life inside
her, and there was no stopping the coming inferno.
“You are to
be my ruination.” He nipped her bottom lip, and she whimpered.
Maybe this
was all some fantastical dream. If it was, she didn’t want to wake up anytime
soon. She was kissing a man who made her see things, impossible things, and she
felt…wild. She felt strong, as though
the woman she’d always wanted to be was suddenly within her reach, as if he’d
unlocked something deep within her. She wouldn’t be able to go back to the
cool, collected woman she once was. He’d breathed fire
into her body, and she wanted the blaze to keep burning bright into the night.
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Lauren
Smith is an Oklahoma attorney by day, author by night who pens adventurous and
edgy romance stories by the light of her smart phone flashlight app. She knew
she was destined to be a romance writer when she attempted to re-write the
entire Titanic movie just to save
Jack from drowning. Connecting with readers by writing emotionally moving,
realistic and sexy romances no matter what time period is her passion. She’s
won multiple awards in several romance subgenres including: New England
Reader’s Choice Awards, Greater Detroit BookSeller’s Best Awards, and a
Semi-Finalist award for the Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Award. 

Vampire’s Embrace (Southern Supernatural Alphas 3) by Sara Anderson

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Rachel Dawson lives under the protection of a Lycan Pack after a vampire, Mortef, abducted and tormented her. A chance meeting with two vampires, who recently betrayed Mortef and formed their own nest, evoke feelings in her she’d never experienced before. Since that erotic encounter, she can’t stop thinking and fantasizing about them, but she has secrets she’s kept buried.

Devon and Kieran know this is the worst time for fate to decide that Rachel is their mate. Devon is just learning the full impact of his uncle’s betrayal, and he is leading his nest on a quest to overthrow him for good. Rachel is irresistible, though, and fate has thrown her hand in, making the desire to cement their bond overpowering.

Rachel doesn’t know she isn’t just another human female, though, and her abilities frighten her. When Devon and Kieran both see the extent of what she is capable of, she runs. The two vampires rush to find her before the evil vampire gets her first and uses her for his own nefarious plans.

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Sara Anderson is the queen of both sci-fi and shifter romance in my opinion. I got hooked on her when I discovered her Warriors of Dareen series, (which I still owe her reviews for, so sad that I have to read them again WEG! ) Then came her Wild Mountain Shifters series, a mixture of magic, shifters, and kink, oh my! And I became even more enthralled with her work. Now we are into the third book of her Southern Supernatural Alphas, a mix of shifters, vampires and more. This book deals

With two hot and hunky vampires, Devon Kane and Keiran Allen, along with mostly human Rachel Dawson.

 

If you’ve read book one, Lycan’s Embrace, Rachel was the unfortunate woman who was attacked by the evil vampire Mortef and used to kill. She’s now under the protection of our heroes from book one. Both Devon and Kieran want Rachel, but since Mortef’s attack, she’s afraid of vampires. Not only do they have to convince her they are the right “masters” for her, but they also need to protect her from being used for Mortef’s nefarious plans.

 

There’s lots of delicious twists and turns in this book along with some downright hot kinky sex. Sara Anderson knows how to write an incredible paranormal romance with all the juicy kink this blogger loves! Don’t miss this one! And while you can read as a standalone, it’s so much better to read the series!

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Fat Mate (Alpha Shifter Collection 8) by Sam Crescent

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All Zadie Cox has ever wanted was to find a mate, fall in love, and have lots of kids. The problem is … no one wants her. The pack doesn’t care for a woman with curves, and no man wants “a fat mate”, which is what they’ve called her. 

Dante Locker hates pack politics. When he’s invited on a month long visit to a neighboring pack, he knows there’s a catch. The alpha has a daughter—but there’s no way Dante’s mating with her. Then the moment he enters the town square, the redhead with the killer curves grabs his attention. He wants her, and Dante’s a rich alpha, a businessman, and he always gets what he wants. 

No man has ever wanted Zadie, but there’s something about this new alpha. The way he walks, talks … and his devotion calls not only to her wolf, but to her. Can Zadie leave the pack that she has called home? Will she fall in love with Dante? Or is this just a month-long fling?

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I am a big fan of Sam Crescent’s, her fantabulous writing is only one part of it. Through most of my childhood and particularly high school, I was bullied horribly for being fat. I was called names, shunned, beat-up, and lots of other things. Adulthood got better, but being overweight left it’s stigma. The dedication in this book called to me as I imagine it does to many, and Sam writes books for the fat girls who deserve love just as much as the size 4 girls do too!

Fat Mate is about a wolf named Zadie. She’s the fat girl amongst a skinny wolf pack, and a loner.When another wolf pack comes to visit, Zadie is in the nursery with the babies. Dante wants a mate and after seeing Zadie, he wants her. But he ends up having to recruit his sister to befriend her as her pack, her brother, and even Zadie herself see her as the “Fat Mate” and he has to work hard to gain Zadie’s love and boost her self esteem.

Even if this is a shifter story, it still warms the heart and teaches us all that no matter what size, we all have someone out there for us and we all deserve love! Bravo Sam!

5 Fantabulous Stars!

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“You can’t run away from me for the rest of the month.”

“I have no intention of running, Dante. This was a big mistake.”

“No, it wasn’t. You and I both know it wasn’t. Don’t be a coward, and stop trying to pretend you don’t feel this, too.”

She finally looked him in the eye. “What do you want me to say? My body just reacted, and it scared me.”

“No. I want you to admit that you’re turned on by me. That the thought of me touching you, licking you, arouses you.” He paused, giving his words a chance to sink in. “Because I know that I do. From the first moment, I saw you a couple of days ago, I knew I wanted you.” He gripped her hip tightly. “And if you feel anything for me, or want to feel then you will ditch this party, and you will meet me at my cottage in thirty minutes.” He pulled away from her, leaving her on the dancefloor, as he said his goodbyes to Bethany, and told his sister to find another place to stay that night.

When he was sure no one was watching, he slipped away, and made his way back toward his cottage. No one was around, and he and Zadie would have privacy. Entering his home, he poured himself a glass of water, and waited.

Time passed. The clock on the wall seeming to mock him as it ticked on by, letting him know that time was running out. When twenty minutes passed, the door to the cottage opened, and there she was, in the kitchen.

“I don’t know what is happening here. I don’t get it. I don’t understand it, and it frightens me, more than anything.” She fisted her hands at her side. “All of my life I’ve been made aware that I’m undesir—”

“My dick is rock hard right now,” he said, cutting her off. “Some men think your curves are less attractive. I think they’re fucking fools. Your tits, I can’t wait to have them bouncing above me as I fuck you hard. Your ass, I want it nestled against my cock as I pound you. Your thighs, I want them wrapped around my waist, claiming me as I want to do to you.” He left the kitchen, and advanced toward her. He stopped only when he was right in front of her, and there was no way to escape, or at least no escape from him. He moved her backward until she was against the wall, and he placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her. “I’m getting tired of you thinking that you’re not attractive, when every single time I look at you, I think of only the dirty things I want to do to you. It should be illegal.”

Her chest was rising and falling with her breathing. The dress she wore molded to her tits and waist, and flared out over her hips.

Putting his fingers at her knee, he slowly began to lift them up, going underneath her skirt. The lemon scent was coming off her in waves, and making his mouth water for a single taste of her.

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Alpha’s Danger (Bad Boy Alphas 2) by Lee Savino and Renee Rose

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“YOU BROKE THE RULES, LITTLE HUMAN. I OWN YOU NOW.”

I am an alpha wolf, one of the youngest in the States. I can pick any she-wolf in the pack for a mate. So why am I sniffing around the sexy human attorney next door? The minute I catch Amber’s sweet scent, my wolf wants to claim her.

Hanging around is a bad idea, but I don’t play by the rules. Amber acts all prim and proper, but she has a secret, too. She may not want her psychic abilities, but they’re a gift.

I should let her go, but the way she fights me only makes me want her more. When she learns what I am, there’s no escape for her. She’s in my world, whether she likes it or not. I need her to use her gifts to help recover my missing sister—and I won’t take no for an answer.

She’s mine now.

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What do you get when you combine 2 amazing writers? One incredible story! Lee Savino and Renee Rose are both equally talented writers who write some of the best stories out there, Alpha’s Danger was so good I just couldn’t put it down after starting it!

Amber is a human lawyer who has visions, and they are usually enough to cause migraines. Garrett is a wolf shifter who lives next-door to Amber. While he’s attracted to her, he’s the alpha of his pack, and it’s forbidden to mate with a human. Amber isn’t even supposed to know Garret is a wolf, but she has a vision of him one night.

Instead of killing her like he’s supposed to, he takes her with him to Mexico to locate his missing sister. While Garrett tells himself he can’t have her, his wolf has another idea entirely.

This was just a wonderful, steamy, mindblowing page-turner that both Ms Savino and Ms Rose’s fans will fall head over heels for!

5 Super Savino Stars

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Marked by the Dragon (The Dragons of Skye 1) by Doris O’Connor

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Fainting is a perfectly appropriate response to being confronted by a huge dragon—right?

While humans have been marked for and by the dragons for centuries, they do not know dragons exist. So, tattoo artist and dragon shifter Duncan Strannach faces a unique problem when he scents his very human mate.

Kerry Jo Watson cannot understand the insane attraction she feels to this muscle-bound, broody, and clearly dominant man. She came here to get a tattoo checked, not lust over the artist—or get a job as his receptionist. She’s determined to not get involved with the boss.

Duncan needs Kerry’s submission of her own free will, and it kills him to keep his distance. The “I turn into a fire-breathing dragon” revelation tends to wreak havoc on a relationship, not to mention the décor. In the end, it’s all rather simple. They’re dragon mates, and when Kerry accepts the dominance of her Sir, magic happens.

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Sometimes, an author comes along that just puts a big smile on your face from the time you start a book until the time you finish it. I’m blessed to say I have a handful of authors that do that to me, but Doris O’Connor? Yeah, just a big huge smile. I seriously love her writing, and I totally become lost in whatever she happens to write. I always think to myself, “This has to be the best one she’s ever written.” Then, along comes Marked By The Dragon.

Think of it this way, BDSM plus dragons equals some unique fire play scenes. As far as shifters go, dragons can be a tough one to be. They are just so big! But Doris did this dragon tale up right! Duncan is a major hottie, and he’s Scottish. So yummy! I just fell in love with this book and I’m positively giddy that it’s the first in a series.

Duncan is a tattoo artist whose receptionist is about to head out on maternity leave. In walks Kerry Jo Watson, in need of a job, and a place to stay. Little does she know that Duncan is a dragon shifter and she’s his mate. But Kerry is a human and Duncan has to tread carefully if he wants Kerry for his mate, and his sub. All it takes is one small thing for her to learn the truth.

This was one whopper of a shifter story and the sex scenes were just full of steamy (in sooo many ways!), mind-blowing stuff that only Doris could pull off. (Duncan’s tongue? Fan me now!) Can I give more than 5 Stars for this? Just amazeballs!!!

5 Fantabulous Stars!

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STORY EXCERPT

“You’ll do no such thing. They don’t need to know yet.”

“The fuck they don’t.” Mark’s fire joined his, his more turquoise than amber as their combined dragon fury clashed at Duncan’s feet. Kerry clung on tighter.

“Please, make it stop. Please!”

His mate’s impassioned plea got through to his dragon. Taking a deep breath in, Duncan closed his eyes and recalled his energy into the tight control he normally exerted over that side of himself. When he opened his eyes, it was to see his mate watching him. Of Mark, there was no sight. No doubt the fucker was on the phone to the elders even now. Then again, what did he expect? Mark’s father was one of them, and Mark was duty and blood-bound to report to him. The truth was Duncan should have reported to the elders the minute he realized Kerry was his mate, especially as she was human. They would check her genealogy and its compatibility to his, and also confirm her being marked or not. Not that Duncan had ever given a shit about the rules, but following them meant his lassie was protected by them all.

Renewed flames licked across the floor, and Kerry gasped when one licked up his leg and touched her foot.

Before he could pull it back, she reached out and ran her fingertips through the edge of the blue flame. Inside his head, his dragon roared his approval at her actions, while outwardly Duncan didn’t dare move a muscle. This, right here, was too important. One false move on his part and he’d scare her off for sure.

“Why doesn’t it burn?” She turned slightly to look at him, eyes wide and questioning, but it was the sheer awe and wonder he sensed from her that made him breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s just a manifestation of my dragon. It’s not meant to burn, not unless I intend it to.”

“Oh, that’s…” Her words trailed off, and seemingly emboldened by his reassurance, she hesitantly put her hand on the flame for an instant. So brief was the contact that had he blinked, he’d have missed it, but she repeated it over and over, each time leaving her hand in a fraction longer. Slowly the tension seeped from her body and she relaxed into him, which made his dragon far easier to control. His fire retreated as his animal half relaxed with her until there was no outer trace of his dragon left. It came to rest back on his biceps as a tattoo, snout facing toward Kerry in a good imitation of a goofy grin. Her eyes widened when she noticed, and then she shook her head.

“I thought I’d imagined him moving before, but your tat is so much more than just a tattoo, isn’t it?”

She at long last looked up at him, and Duncan exhaled sharply at the quiet understanding in her blue eyes.

“Aye, it is.”

She nodded and traced the edges of his dragon with a fingernail.

“What’s going through that head of yours, wee one?” This treading-softly approach was killing him, but he didn’t want to spook her, and he couldn’t read her emotions right now. It was almost as though she shielded herself—a common enough occurrence between mates—but she was human and they hadn’t mated yet, so…

Damn it, maybe the elders have a point in their rules.

“He’s beautiful.” His dragon positively strutted at that praise, and, sure enough, that goofy grin on his arm got wider as the dragon inched closer to her and winked. Kerry laughed. A rather nervous laugh, for sure, but she didn’t look as though she was going to faint or run away screaming, so that had to be a good sign.

“He’s a pain in the ass around you. Believe me, I don’t make a habit of shifting inside. Wreaks havoc on the décor, as Mark pointed out.”

Her brows drew together at the mention of the other man.

“What did he mean he’d have to tell the elders? He made that sound so serious. Are you in some kind of trouble? Should you not have shifted in front of me, is that it?” She paused and wriggled on his lap as though to get comfortable. Predictably, his cock took that as an invitation to signal his interest, and she went very still when she noticed. A faint blush stained her cheeks, and Duncan couldn’t hold back any longer. He had to taste her. Giving her ample time to pull away, he slowly closed the distance between them until his lips were hovering mere millimeters over hers.

“I’ll only be in trouble if you don’t agree,” he murmured.

“Agree to what?” Her husky reply made him even harder, as did the sweet scent of her arousal, which perfumed the air between them.

“To become my mate.” He didn’t wait for her reply, the urge to finally taste her properly a too-urgent beat in his bloodstream. Kerry’s lips, so soft and sweet under his, opened to his gentle pressure. Her sweet moan as he thrust his tongue inside, to fuck her mouth in a rough and urgent imitation of the other part of her he wanted to possess, meant that all finesse went out the window. All that mattered was the need to taste her, to possess her mouth, to drink in her submission, her whimpers of need, as she fisted her hands in his shirt and kissed him back.

ADULT EXCERPT

His heat warmed her back seconds before he slid a silk blindfold over her eyes.

He chuckled at her surprised gasp while he tightened the thing behind her head with nimble fingers, then slipped his hands down to her shoulders.

“Give me a color, my sweet.”

“Green, Sir.” Her breath caught when he slid his hands lower along her arms until he could grasp her wrists. Warm leather replaced his hands, tightened, and then there was a tug when he clipped her restraints together. Kerry couldn’t help her gasp or her involuntary pull against the restraints, but they held firm.

“Don’t struggle. You’ll only hurt yourself.” His voice held that delicious edge of command that only served to make her wetter, as she anticipated his next move. He ran his fingers under each cuff, and seemingly satisfied, he murmured his approval.

“Color?”

“Green, Sir.”

A hand on her shoulder, the lightest of touches to reassure her, and he moved again. Robbed of her vision, she felt her other senses kick in. The fine hair on her arms rose in response to the slight air displacement as he moved. She whipped her head around to the renewed clink of metal and jumped as something cool touched her nipples.

“Up you come, lass.”

She struggled to her feet, and Duncan pushed her backward until her ass rested on the cool leather of the spanking bench. She gasped in surprise when he closed his hot mouth around one of her nipples and sucked hard, while he pinched the other one between his thumb and forefinger. Pain morphed into pleasure when he switched his attention between the nubs. Every suck, pull, and bite sent stabs of arousal to her clit, making that bundle of nerves quiver while her nipples grew ever harder and Kerry whimpered her need. Sir took her right to that delicious edge, but before she could tumble over into the abyss of her building orgasm, he withdrew. The clink gave her a second’s warning before white-hot pain attacked her nipples. Kerry screamed and tried to pull away, but it was useless. With the bench at her back and her hands restrained, she had no means to stop him, to get away, as the pressure on her nipples increased until she was sure they were going to explode with the pain.

“No, please, it hurts…”

“Shh, I know, wee one. It will pass. Breathe and take this for your Sir. That’s a good girl, breathe…in…out…slowly with me…there you go.”

His deep voice in her ear as he held her, breathed with her, lessened the agony until only a dull ache remained. She jumped when he licked her jaw, then continued to kiss his way down her front to each breast. They grew heavier under his touch, the ache in her nipples giving way to the slow thud of arousal, which beat in tune with the heavy pulse between her legs.

“You’re so fucking beautiful with your tits clamped like this, my sweet wee lass. So very brave to take this for me.”

The approval in his voice made her feel ten feet tall. Oh, the deep, smoky, gravelly cadence of it could talk her into anything. She would take any amount of pain to hear the reverence in his voice. Lower he went, leaving a hot, wet trail of his saliva behind as he kissed and nibbled her skin, licked it as though she were the sweetest lollipop.

“All mine to do with as I please. I fucking love your body, wee one.”

There was no room for doubt in his statement, so Kerry simply gave herself up to the sensation of him working his way to her pussy. His breath grew more heated the closer he came to where she wanted him to touch her, a sure sign of his dragon half taking over. The rough texture of his beard scraped across her skin while he dug his fingers into her ample thighs to open her wider. The lick of his tongue across her clit took her breath away, and then he started to suck that little bundle in earnest.

Kerry jerked against her wrist cuffs, desperate to run her fingers through his long hair and clasp him to her so that she could grind her needy pussy all over his face, but his grip on her never lessened. He was in charge here, and she melted at his dominance.

“Please, Sir, I need to come…please.”

A sharp swat to the inside of her thigh was her answer, and he withdrew.

Kerry shook her head, desperate to have his talented mouth back on her clit, but something cold touched her instead, and then a vice attached to her clit.

“Fuuuuuck.”

Duncan chuckled into her belly and then turned her around.

“Not yet, but we will soon enough. How does that clamp feel on your clit, sweetheart? Tell me.”

Kerry gasped for air, her ability to speak superseded by the throbbing pulse between her legs. With her clit clamped, she could feel every heartbeat pushing blood into that area. She must have managed to produce some sort of sound because Duncan laughed and then helped her up onto the spanking bench.

“That’s my lass. Up you get now.” The leather felt cool against her overheated skin, and she groaned when her breasts fell either side of the contraption he was strapping her to. The bench had an odd shape to it, and she now realized why. With her head and torso supported, the sides fell away, giving Sir full access to her nipples. Leather straps secured her to the extensions she kneeled on before he adjusted them outward until every part of her was completely open to him. Another thick strap wrapped around her back, further immobilizing her until she couldn’t move at all.

Robbed of her vision and held in place, she could only submit to his will.

His large hand trailed up and down her back, and he murmured his approval as he grasped hold of her ass cheeks and squeezed just the right side of pain.

“So beautiful.”

The sharp open-handed swat right across her ass took her breath away. It was followed by several more in quick succession, hitting a different spot on her behind every time, until the whole area felt hot.

She moaned her denial when he stopped, and she jerked as cool liquid dribbled between her cheeks.

“Relax, it’s just lube. Ever taken a man back here, wee one?”

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