Summertime!
Wow the 4th has come and gone! Summer is
moving way, way too fast for me
because I love the heat—sweat and all. I even got the chance to enjoy having
the holiday off coupled with a regular day off which doesn’t happen often in my
working life. But, stupidly, I made an appointment for 7am this morning so had
to get up at 6. DUH! Somehow I forgot I could stay in the cat cave for 2 whole uninterrupted
days!! *sigh* Today I’m going to leave you with a piece of QUENCH, coming soon…
If you dare enter this cat’s lair, you’ll give more
than blood!
Alek Foress is cursed. A tiger and lion mix, he’s also
infected with the vampyre bloodlust. He refuses to take a female mate fearing
she’ll uncover his secret, carnal need for his prince. Then he meets Viviana,
the one woman who ignites a fierce fire in his soul. She makes both cats purr
with desire, and the vamp in him salivates for her blood.
Viviana, a warrior, comes face-to-face with the only
creature that can turn her cold blood into a molten river. Her powers stolen,
she has to count on him for everything—blood, and even her life. She becomes a
wildcat in his arms, and not even royalty will stand in her way when her mind’s
made up. Viv wants Alek no matter what, she’ll show him how to quench his
thirst.
Excerpt
The hallway he traveled was empty. Alek stopped in
front of the room housing Law, Dace and an unfamiliar scent of a full vampyre. Strange. Masking his odor, he vanished to
materialize on the other side of the door. Before he could move a stranger had him
at knifepoint from behind. The lights were dim but he could see two human
couples lounging sleepily on the sofa. Dace glared from a small bar in the
back.
Law was the first to speak. “You’re living dangerously
tonight.”
“We flashed by you and thought we’d stop later and
catch up.” Dace’s low laugh was sinister. “We were grabbing a feed first.”
Alek remained motionless with the knife pressed into
the skin of his throat. A cold trickle of blood slid down his neck as the
stranger used one hand to pat him down as if it were a cheap stickup. When the
hand came around and grabbed his cock, he made his move. Lightning fast, he
reached over his shoulder and grasped the stranger by his head and flipped him
onto the floor. The tip of Alek’s knife now pierced the other’s neck and drew
blood. “Unless you want what you just had to be your last meal, I suggest you
don’t put your hand on my balls again.”
“Get your ass off me and I’ll be glad to oblige. Fuck,
never mind, your cock feels pretty damn good right where it is.” A slender body
pushed up against him.
The voice stilled him and he inhaled deeply. Alek’s
breath caught in his throat. Truth assaulted his nostrils and he wondered how
the hell he’d missed it. Delicious female scent wafted over him. Shit! A
freaking woman had held him at knifepoint and she smelled full-out vamp. Pulling
his blade back, he released her and stood while she came to her feet with a
lithe move that impressed him. Close to his height, taut muscles twitched with
readiness as her weapon flipped back and forth through nimble fingers.
“What the fuck did you think you were doing?” Alek
asked.
“What in hell were you doing trying to sneak up
on us? You ever hear of knocking? I thought you Kind had a thing about privacy.”
She peered at Law. “Who the hell is this guy?”
“Trust me, Viv, he’s not a cat you want to mess with,
understand? Put the knife away.”
Dace’s snicker filtered through the room.
“Don’t call me Viv, no one here knows me that well.
I’m Viviana. If anyone gives a shit about a last name, too bad.”
The vamp amazed and flustered Alek at the same time.
Her feminine chin jutted toward him. “Who’s Mr.
Got-a-helluva-package?”
Law choked. “That’s Alek.”
“Ahh, your lofty Reign leader. How you doing? Nice cock
you got there.” She motioned to the couples on the sofa. “Help yourself to a
bite.” Viviana laughed in his face when his jaw dropped. “You cats need to stop
being so damn finicky.”
Surprised by her boldness, he snapped his mouth
closed. He’d never met a woman like her in his life. She had the foulest mouth
he’d ever heard, no modesty at all and she felt like a wet dream about to pop. Alek’s
dick was hard as a stick of dynamite and it felt ready to blow any damn minute.
Christ! What was up with this female? And what the fuck was up with him?
Her moonlit blue eyes pierced him before she vanished.
He wasn’t hungry anymore. Not for food anyway.
Before he sheathed his knife he ran the tip of it over
his tongue. The vamp’s blood tingled there, sending another hot stab of desire
right to his crotch. The taste of her called so loudly to him he followed
Viviana right through the door. The last thing he heard was the brothers laughing.
Alek blatantly checked out her backside, pleased by
the sight of her tight ass swinging in front of him. The package she fondled
earlier was still hard. Platinum blonde hair hung down her back in a severe
plait. Black leather hugged her lithe body like a second skin and her long legs
ate the hallway up. She was tall, damn near reaching his six foot four inches
in her stiletto boots. Oh, he could work her for a long time. His hands itched
to touch the walnut brown skin he knew would feel like satin. And her smell drove
him nuts. Damn! Could one drop of blood have…Hell, maybe he was
in heat. Strictly a cat man, he couldn’t believe how much the bloodsucker
turned him on.
“You’re a bloodsucker too and no matter what you cats
believe, you’re no better than we are.” She pushed at his mind, trying to enter
his thoughts.
Alek jumped at the echoing sound of her voice.
Concentrate. Keeping her out wouldn’t be impossible but it
required him being more aware if she intended to hang around. Locking his
shields tight, Alek slid his tongue over lips that still held her exotic taste.
He did something he wouldn’t normally do out of respect for other’s privacy. Alek
eased past her mental barrier and invaded her mind. It was too easy. Viviana wanted him there. What
he saw had his cock leaking like a faucet. She wanted to handle him, stroke and hold his cock,
guide it inside her.
Oh yeah, he was willing to be handled by her for a
couple hours before sunrise. Suited him fine.
She continued into the main area of the club with him
on her heels. He continued to pick around in her head and found she couldn’t
read Law or Dace either. Unaware of the lion’s pure royal blood pumping through
his veins, Viviana made the mistake of thinking he was just a Kind tiger.
Alek stopped dead in his tracks. What was he doing? A
woman like her, a vamp, wouldn’t understand his weakness. His thoughts turned
to his beasts. For some odd reason his lion lay still, quietly purring. His
ever-vigilant tiger stood at peace. Neither animal displayed agitation or cried
out for blood. In a fog of anguish, Alek started to walk again with Viviana’s
eyes following him from where she sat at the bar. He went straight through the
club and out the door.
How fucked up his life was.
When he reached the parking lot, he raised his head
and roared into the night not caring who heard or saw him. Pain too great to
hold inside poured from his body into air. The inhuman sound battered surrounding
trees, hurled limbs violently against the building, some thunderously crashing
to the ground leaving gouged crevices in the earth.
The walls of The Looking Glass shuddered.
Growl and roar-it’s okay to let the beast out.-J. Hali Steele
