Just when Margaret thought it was safe to get back into the dating game, she meets Cole. Sexy as hell with a magnetism she can’t fight, Margaret gives in to temptation and spends the night with him. It’s when she wakes up that her whole world is turned upside down.
When Kevin discovers his sister, Gail, has been harmed, he rushes to her aid and finds her friend, Margaret, has also suffered the same fate as his sister. His inner tiger yearns to claim Margaret as his own, but also to defend his sister from the man who marked her for a tiger. Cole is their combined enemy and soon the claws will come out and the fur will fly.
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Kevin sat next to me. He took my hands in his. They were burning up. It felt like he had a fever, but his palms were sweaty. Cole had felt the same way. His body temperature was also elevated when he touched me. “There’s no need to be afraid.”
“What’s happening to me?”
He searched my eyes, but said nothing. He leaned in closer to me. My nostrils flared at the masculine scent he gave off, musk and something else I didn’t know the name for. I pulled in a breath through my mouth, and the aroma was heavy. It rested on my tongue before evaporating. The smell had a sweet texture that was hard to describe. Kevin released one of my hands and ran his knuckles down my cheek. I nuzzled it. His skin was silky. I inhaled again. The sweetness was on his hand. My tongue licked his palm. There was a trace of honey on his skin. I grabbed his wrist and began licking the inside of his palm, tasting the sweetness on his skin. The more I licked, the more I tasted. Whatever it was, it was part of him.
A deep groan rumbled from Kevin’s chest. His whole body shook. “You need to stop doing that.” Desire laced his voice.
Heat surged through me. The fear fell away. Whatever was happening to me didn’t matter. My instincts told me the transformation in my body was normal. There was nothing for me to fear. I gave him a devilish smile. I pushed him down against the arm of the couch. I lifted the robe and straddled him. “Why do I need to stop?” Leaning over, I ran my tongue along the line of his throat. His cock pressed hard against the seam of his jeans, straining to free itself. All he had to do was unzip and whip it out, and he’d have access to my already wet pussy. The sweet taste was even stronger along his neck. I nipped lightly, wanting to consume all of him. He tasted so much better than Cole. Why the hell am I thinking about him? He has nothing to do with this.
“You need to stop because the cop is right outside the door.”
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Crymsyn Hart - Paranormal and Horror Author 