cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN (13): 978-1-60521-070-4
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Interracial, Vampires, Shapeshifters
Series: Vampiropolis
Length: Novella
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=991
Renato's Dragon, Book 3 of the Vampiropolis Series, Coming to Changeling Press Nov 7th.
Blurb:
She left him…
Renato's world shattered when his fiancée Magda disappeared. He buried himself in family, work and meaningless flings. Nothing filled the void in his life, and he could never forget the only woman he's ever loved.
She's back…
Magda was given a choice: her brother or her love. In order to find her lost brother, she had to give up Renato. She made a choice, one she has always regretted. She could never forget the man she left behind.
Now she's been ordered to kill him. Their lives are about to collide, secrets are about to be exposed, and danger waits in the shadows.
Will they survive when the dust settles?
Buy Link:
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=991
Unedited Excerpt:
When his gaze fell upon the shore, he sucked in a breath, Magda lay on the beach. Her caramel body seemed to glimmer in the sunlight. Her head was tilted back as she elevated herself on her elbows, tawny tipped breasts thrust upward toward the sun. Her legs were spread apart slightly. He yearned to see the slick petals of her pussy. Groaning, he began to swim to shore as quickly as possible.
Once he could walk on the bottom, he rushed toward her panting. Water slid slowly down his body, his eyes never drifting from Magda's naked body. She opened her eyes, narrowing them. Balancing on one elbow, she raised a hand to create a visor to block out the sun. A smile appeared on her face and Renato's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. She pushed herself up into a seated position and crossed her legs. He moved closer until he stood before her, blocking the sun completely.
"Ren," she sighed softly. Joy sparkled in her eyes and he felt like crying. Over the years he had dreamed of her but she had always faded away before he could reach her. This time the image stayed put, even said his name as if happy to see him.
"Magda," he replied, his voice gruff with arousal. She stood up and he looked down at her. She was so much shorter than he. She only came up to his chest. Her long dark brown hair trailed down her back in a spill of waves, brushing the top of her rounded ass. He reached out and threaded his fingers in the thick silk, savoring the weight and feel of it against his hands. It was just like he remembered. His vision blurred with tears.
"I never stopped loving you or hoping you were alive," he whispered, almost afraid to say it out loud for fear the dream wouldn't let him unburden his heart to the phantom of his lost love.
"I never wanted to stop looking for you. I just couldn't . . ." his voice halted as a sob rose up in his throat. He didn't want to cry; no, he wanted to love her.
"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm here now. No tears." She stood on tiptoe, placing kisses on his chest. She ran her hands over his sides, slowly, up and down. He took a handful of hair and pulled her head back gently. Lowering his head, he brushed his lips against hers, once, twice, before pulling back.
"Are you real?" He whispered as he leaned his head against hers.
"As real as you want me to be, my love," she murmured before pressing her lips against his. She pulled her head back. Her tongue ran along the seam of his lips. His mouth opened and his tongue slipped out to touch the tip of hers, before sliding against hers. She moaned as he slipped his tongue into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. Their tongues swirled and writhed against each other as he wrapped an arm around her waist. He pulled her against his body, ignoring the heat flowing through his body, the sweet scent of her arousal swirling around him. He felt his blood turn to lava as the need to taste her blood came to the surface. Their heads rolled slowly from side to side as he dropped his hand from her hair and trailed his fingertips, down the back of her neck, along her spine. She moaned against his mouth, her hands gripped his hips pulling them toward her. She ground herself against his erection. He growled and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, scraping the tips of his fangs against the plump flesh.
The kiss became more passionate as he moved his body away from hers, bent down, not pulling his lips away from hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his hips. He carried her further up the shore and laid her down on the ground. Her legs fell to the ground but her arms remained where they were, a hand delved into his hair, her fingernails scraping his scalp as she urged his head down.
He covered her body with his, sighing at the feeling of her curves against his hardness. The diamond tips of her breasts pressed against his chest. She rubbed her body against his as he thrust his hips forward. His cock pulsed in time with his heart beat. He was so painfully hard. He needed to be inside of her, feeling her core clamp down on him, wrapping his cock in her wet, velvet heat. He did a push up and he felt her body move beneath him. He pulled his head away from hers and looked down, balancing on one hand, he grabbed his cock and positioned it at her entrance. Her knees came up as she tilted her pelvis toward him. He looked back up at her and their eyes met.
"Watch me as I enter you." He could feel her moist heat against the thick crest of his shaft and swallowed, trying to reign in the need to thrust into her hard. He thrust forward and watched her pussy swallow the mushroom head of his cock. She clenched her walls around just the head of him and he groaned, closing his eyes for just a second before moving forward. Inch by inch, slowly he tortured them both. He pulled back and pushed forward. She moaned and he took his eyes off of where they were joined to look up at her. She was pulling, pinching and rolling her nipples, her eyes were narrowed in passion. He growled, wanting to suck one of the tight tips into his mouth.
ISBN (13): 978-1-60521-070-4
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Interracial, Vampires, Shapeshifters
Series: Vampiropolis
Length: Novella
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=991
Renato's Dragon, Book 3 of the Vampiropolis Series, Coming to Changeling Press Nov 7th.
Blurb:
She left him…
Renato's world shattered when his fiancée Magda disappeared. He buried himself in family, work and meaningless flings. Nothing filled the void in his life, and he could never forget the only woman he's ever loved.
She's back…
Magda was given a choice: her brother or her love. In order to find her lost brother, she had to give up Renato. She made a choice, one she has always regretted. She could never forget the man she left behind.
Now she's been ordered to kill him. Their lives are about to collide, secrets are about to be exposed, and danger waits in the shadows.
Will they survive when the dust settles?
Buy Link:
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=991
Unedited Excerpt:
When his gaze fell upon the shore, he sucked in a breath, Magda lay on the beach. Her caramel body seemed to glimmer in the sunlight. Her head was tilted back as she elevated herself on her elbows, tawny tipped breasts thrust upward toward the sun. Her legs were spread apart slightly. He yearned to see the slick petals of her pussy. Groaning, he began to swim to shore as quickly as possible.
Once he could walk on the bottom, he rushed toward her panting. Water slid slowly down his body, his eyes never drifting from Magda's naked body. She opened her eyes, narrowing them. Balancing on one elbow, she raised a hand to create a visor to block out the sun. A smile appeared on her face and Renato's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. She pushed herself up into a seated position and crossed her legs. He moved closer until he stood before her, blocking the sun completely.
"Ren," she sighed softly. Joy sparkled in her eyes and he felt like crying. Over the years he had dreamed of her but she had always faded away before he could reach her. This time the image stayed put, even said his name as if happy to see him.
"Magda," he replied, his voice gruff with arousal. She stood up and he looked down at her. She was so much shorter than he. She only came up to his chest. Her long dark brown hair trailed down her back in a spill of waves, brushing the top of her rounded ass. He reached out and threaded his fingers in the thick silk, savoring the weight and feel of it against his hands. It was just like he remembered. His vision blurred with tears.
"I never stopped loving you or hoping you were alive," he whispered, almost afraid to say it out loud for fear the dream wouldn't let him unburden his heart to the phantom of his lost love.
"I never wanted to stop looking for you. I just couldn't . . ." his voice halted as a sob rose up in his throat. He didn't want to cry; no, he wanted to love her.
"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm here now. No tears." She stood on tiptoe, placing kisses on his chest. She ran her hands over his sides, slowly, up and down. He took a handful of hair and pulled her head back gently. Lowering his head, he brushed his lips against hers, once, twice, before pulling back.
"Are you real?" He whispered as he leaned his head against hers.
"As real as you want me to be, my love," she murmured before pressing her lips against his. She pulled her head back. Her tongue ran along the seam of his lips. His mouth opened and his tongue slipped out to touch the tip of hers, before sliding against hers. She moaned as he slipped his tongue into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. Their tongues swirled and writhed against each other as he wrapped an arm around her waist. He pulled her against his body, ignoring the heat flowing through his body, the sweet scent of her arousal swirling around him. He felt his blood turn to lava as the need to taste her blood came to the surface. Their heads rolled slowly from side to side as he dropped his hand from her hair and trailed his fingertips, down the back of her neck, along her spine. She moaned against his mouth, her hands gripped his hips pulling them toward her. She ground herself against his erection. He growled and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, scraping the tips of his fangs against the plump flesh.
The kiss became more passionate as he moved his body away from hers, bent down, not pulling his lips away from hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his hips. He carried her further up the shore and laid her down on the ground. Her legs fell to the ground but her arms remained where they were, a hand delved into his hair, her fingernails scraping his scalp as she urged his head down.
He covered her body with his, sighing at the feeling of her curves against his hardness. The diamond tips of her breasts pressed against his chest. She rubbed her body against his as he thrust his hips forward. His cock pulsed in time with his heart beat. He was so painfully hard. He needed to be inside of her, feeling her core clamp down on him, wrapping his cock in her wet, velvet heat. He did a push up and he felt her body move beneath him. He pulled his head away from hers and looked down, balancing on one hand, he grabbed his cock and positioned it at her entrance. Her knees came up as she tilted her pelvis toward him. He looked back up at her and their eyes met.
"Watch me as I enter you." He could feel her moist heat against the thick crest of his shaft and swallowed, trying to reign in the need to thrust into her hard. He thrust forward and watched her pussy swallow the mushroom head of his cock. She clenched her walls around just the head of him and he groaned, closing his eyes for just a second before moving forward. Inch by inch, slowly he tortured them both. He pulled back and pushed forward. She moaned and he took his eyes off of where they were joined to look up at her. She was pulling, pinching and rolling her nipples, her eyes were narrowed in passion. He growled, wanting to suck one of the tight tips into his mouth.
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