Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale by Camille Anthony

Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale

by Camille Anthony

Cover art: Reneé George
ISBN: 978-1-90521-706-2
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, BDSM
Theme(s): Ménage, Werewolves, BBW
Series: Bunny Tails
Length: Novella
Page Count: 92

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Blurb:

Vance is in the doghouse with Ouida. He's made a mistake that might cost him the love of his life. Just when he thinks things can't get any worse, an old enemy shows up, injuring his friend and his former Lieutenant Xen, and kidnapping their mate.
Vance has shown mercy before, but now it's time to bring the curtain down on this saga of vengeance. No matter what it takes, Vance is going to convince Xen to forgive him, get their mate back, and teach his enemy once and for all, it's a fatal mistake to mess with this Alpha's family.
Patrick Smith will soon learn werewolves have no enemies... because they eat them.

Excerpt:

Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale
Camille Anthony
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Copyright ©2011 Camille Anthony

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"Xen, we need to talk. Privately, please."
The black wolf turned to face me, ears perked forward, questioning glance sharp. I knew the tone of my voice gave me away. Without a word, he shook himself, shifted to Skin guise and pulled on some clothes, and slipped on shoes. With a quiet yip to alert Brax and Usher, who were watching a movie on low, so as not to disturb a sleeping Chase, we left the apartment.
"What's up?" We'd barely cleared the walkway leading to the complex's enclosed garden area before he'd launched into his questioning. "There's not much we couldn't share with Brax and Usher, but it's not them so much as Chase might overhear. I figure it has to be personal, and that means something to do with Ouida."
I sighed, dreading his reaction, but I had to set things right with him. The only way to do that was to just come clean. "One of the pups Ouida is carrying is yours. Somehow, you managed to bond with her even though she'd already bonded with me."
Xen froze in place. The astounded look on his face would have been comical if this situation hadn't been so serious. At his side, his hands bunched into fists. The tension radiating throughout his body was evident by the bristling fur at his ruff, only partially hidden by his shirt collar. His voice came out more like a growl. "What are you saying?"
"You've felt it all along. The connection between the two of you is too strong to ignore. That's why you sent her a phone to stay in touch, knowing it was against our laws. And it's why she refused to give that phone up, even when I demanded it of her point blank. It's why you haven't been able to take another female all this time. You get blue balls whenever you think of her, but the minute you try to fuck someone who's not Ouida, you go limp as a noodle."
Xen started shaking. "How can you know that? Have you had Brax and Usher reporting on me?"
I shook my head. "Nothing so convoluted. I know because I'm the same. No other female interests me. Even when I wasn't fucking her while she healed, I couldn't even think of another, of easing my needs with someone not Ouida, without losing whatever erection I had."
Xen looked away. "I've tried to get her out of my head. I swear I've fought my desire for her, knowing how dishonorable it is." He turned back, met my eyes. "Your friendship means the world to me. I know there's no way we could ever be friends if I tried again to take her from you, and if I was inclined to try, Ouida's made her choice clear in that matter. So why are you telling me this now?" His brows drew together in a frown. "Come to think of it, why are you only just now getting around to telling me this?"
"Because I've only just become aware of it. No." I stopped, refusing to continue wallowing in the lie. "That's not wholly true. I've known for some while that one of the pups was yours. How could I not? I was prepared to raise it as mine."
"And you didn't think I had the right to know a child of my lineage had been created?"
I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to stave off a headache. "Xen, I acknowledge I was wrong in my actions. I've made more mistakes than I can count, so can we save the recriminations for later? Let me just get through this as quickly as possible."
"Talk."
He strode away from me, causing me to lengthen my stride to keep up. I grabbed his arm, forcing him to face me once more. "Damn it, Xen, do you think this is easy? Ouida is my mate. She is bearing my pup. Yet when we last communicated mind-to-mind, I saw the bond she shares with you, shining as bright as the one stretching between her and I."
Xen's eyes were bright with tears, his face wet where they trailed over the sharp blade of his cheekbone. "I've felt her, here." He thumped his chest, continuing to speak through his tears. "Every single day since I parted from her, I've suffered a constant ache because I couldn't be with her. I'd see something beautiful and turn to share it with her, and she wouldn't be there." He drew in a deep breath as he turned away, hiding his face if not his emotions. "I hate you, Vance."
I didn't blame him. I also didn't believe him. We had too much shared history between us. We had Ouida between us. "You're going to have a problem living with me if that's true."
He spun back around, expressions chasing one after another across his face, hope the uppermost. "Living with you?"
"I've spoken with Ouida. She's willing to accept both of us as equal mates, if you and I can come to an agreement about it."
Xen looked skeptical. "It's a common practice during the Fertility Festival, but to share a mate when the festival is over? It's never been done."
"We don't know that. All we know is this pack's tradition, and we've both learned recently that our pack does not make up the whole of our people." I stepped into Xen's personal space, grabbed his forearms. "If we're willing to do this, willing to make this arrangement work, then no one has the right to dictate how we choose to live." I smiled. It was a baring of teeth the other wolf recognized for what it was: a challenge. "Since when have we followed? We've always led. Why change now?"
"Are you really willing to do this, Vance? You're okay with sharing Ouida with me?"
He doubted my sincerity and I didn't blame him. "At first, I confess I felt some resentment, but no longer."
"What changed your mind?"

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Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day by Camille Anthony

Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day

by Camille Anthony Cover art: Reneé George

ISBN: 978-1-60521-705-5

Genre(s): Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, BDSM

Theme(s): Interracial, Ménage, Werewolves

Series: Bunny Tails

Length: Novel

Page Count: 91

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Blurb:
Vance's poor bunny can't catch a break.
Ouida's about ready to pull out her hair. She's planned the perfect seduction -- only to find she's too pregnant to fit into her old bunny suit. Then she's mauled by a bear when all she wanted to do was play with the cute cubs, and on top of all that, she finds out the love of her life has been lying to her about the most important thing in the world.
All in all, Ouida's having a very Bad Hare Day.
Excerpt:
Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day
Camille Anthony
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Copyright ©2011 Camille Anthony

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Play!
There was a slavering wolf nipping at my heels. I led with a well-placed kick, accompanied by an ear-piercing scream. The beast rocked back on its massive haunches, a comic look of distress covering the hairy face.
I laughed with glee. My plan to target his sensitive hearing had worked like a charm, but I didn't waste time gloating, knowing from past experience how quickly Vance recovered from any attack. Instead, stumbling in my haste to make good my head start, I turned and floundered through the chest-high steaming water, one hand supporting my huge belly.
Since it was the largest of the hot springs, it took me a while to get to the other side. This particular pool extended under the rock enclosure the pack had built to disguise the natural wonder from human trespassers.
Once I reached the edge I was no longer sheltered from the weather. I gulped air through my open mouth as I scrambled up the man-made sloping bank, made slippery from the mix of warm mineral water, rich alluvial soil and melting snow. I didn't have to look back to know the wolf was close at my back. I could hear it panting -- almost feel its heavy breathing falling on the nape of my neck.
Clawing at the dark soil for purchase only to have it sift through my fingers, I pushed on, beginning to panic. The wolf was determined to capture me, and he was gaining. I finally reached the riverbank and flopped face-first onto solid ground, only to feel powerful jaws clamp down on my trailing ankle.
My free foot kicked out at his muzzle, careful not to connect too hard. We were only playing capture, after all, though I was serious about getting back home quickly. Even that kick in the teeth didn't make the wolf release its jaws. One foot still in the wolf's mouth, I rolled over and scrambled farther up the bank on my backside, still protecting my protruding belly. I didn't want my babies' temporary house garnering scrapes from the rocks and gravel hidden under the heavy powdering of snow. But that meant most of my naked body was touching snow or frozen dirt, and I shivered, missing the warmth of my furs.
My nipples were standing at attention, but it wasn't from arousal. It was too damned cold this morning for outside fun and games. If Vance hadn't accidentally knocked me into the pool before I could undress I'd be warm... at least, warmer than I was now. I'd also be more willing to play his game of chase. Lastly, I wouldn't have to go around with my hair turned kinky since he got it wet.
Starting at my captured foot, Vance worked his way up my body. He took his time, cold, wet muzzle and hot, rough tongue poking at and flicking over vulnerable spots along the way. It tickled, and I couldn't help giggling. I bit my lip, tried to swallow the childish sounds, but ended up wailing with laughter. I hate it when Vance tickles me -- and I know he does it on purpose -- because I have no defense against him when he does that. I'll laugh till I pee myself. Vance thinks that's the coolest thing since indoor plumbing and considers it my way of signaling submission. I think it's sooo not sexy...
"Vance, stop that. Bad boy! Bad!" Giggling harder, I pushed at his head. Ignoring the sharp teeth snapping close to my fingers in warning was a no-brainer. We both knew damned good and well he'd never close down hard enough to do real damage. Just in case, though, I decided to bring out the big guns. "If I laugh too hard, I might go into labor and drop your pups right here in the snow!"
Suddenly I was blanketed with warmth from head to toe as daddy wolf ceased teasing me and stretched out over my shivering body. Ha! Playing the baby card works every time. Vance is such a sucker for a female in need.
Snuggling up to him, I practically purred. His fur had shed the water from the pool and was dry against my skin. I was so jealous of how he could do that, but for once, I kept my complaints to myself and wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him, basking in the warmth radiating from my own personal heater. "Hhmmm..." I moaned, curling closer in an attempt to escape the cold ground at my back. "This is nice! If only you could warm both sides of me at once."
His rumbled growl of contentment vibrated through me from head to foot. I shivered, but this time not from the cold. Gods, he felt wonderful on top of me. I love it when he covers me like this, his muscular, furred body pressing down along my full curves. He makes me feel more like a woman, dainty and feminine. At the same time, I was thankful for my hefty build. There was no fear of being crushed by my man lying full out on top of me, and my Vance is a big, big man, but in wolf form he is huge.
Starkor, a Forester pack member who also happens to be a brilliant quantum physicist, keeps trying to explain it to me. You might have heard of him... Then again, probably not. When Westyn ascended as pack alpha, he reverted to the rules he'd grown up with and forced Starkor and other high-ranking scientists to resign their high security jobs and return to the pack. Starkor's continued inability to make me understand the math is driving him crazy. To my mind there is no explanation. It just is, and I'm okay with that.
A warning nip on the tip of my chin brought me back to the here and right now. I looked up to see my wolf staring down at me through wild, lupine eyes, and just for a moment it was hard seeing past the animal. Then one lid lowered in a slow wink, and I recognized my mate's irreverent humor glinting in his silvery-blue gaze.
Something else glinted there, something hot, wicked and not entirely tame -- an invitation to seduction. This was what our morning play had been leading up to: a hot winter romp out under a pale frosty sky while surrounded by nature's chilly splendor. The only breathing life was Vance and me on a melting bed of snow...
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Bunny Tails: Hare Today by Camille Anthony

Bunny Tails: Hare Today
by Camille Anthony

cover art by Reneé George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-264-7
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure
Theme(s): Interracial, Ménage, Werewolves, BBW
Series: Bunny Tails
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Ouida -- She suffers from an embarrassment of riches... if being sexed up by four hunky males is suffering. Ouida's reveling in the temporary excess, knowing she'll revert to having only one mate as soon as this year's Fertility Festival ends. Looking forward to settling down with Vance, she's shocked when trouble, in the form of a newspaper article, disrupts her new life. She thought she'd left Yesterday behind... Will it destroy her tomorrows?
Vance – Sharing his luscious beautiful black mate wasn't his first choice, it was his only one. Vance can't wait to have his Ouida all to himself. He's dying to release the sexual submissive she unknowingly harbors within. When the past intrudes on his plans, Vance can only pray Ouida chooses him over her former life. Is Today all he'll have of her?
Xen – He didn't plan on falling in love with Ouida. Vance has been his friend since puppyhood and Xen never imagined they'd become enemies. One taste of Ouida's sweet body changed all that. Screw Pack Law. To hell with the Alpha's demands he back off. Xen plans to seize the day and create his own Tomorrows...

Excerpt:

Bunny Tails: Hare Today(c) 2009 Camille Anthony
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Xen, Usher, Brax and I joined with the pack hunt. Being free to range the land in our true form was an unimaginable adrenaline rush. Nothing compared to coursing far after game, taking down the prey and drinking its hot, bubbling blood, ripping into the tender flesh of the fresh kill.
My three lieutenants and I took down the first stag of the night, tearing into the steaming carcass to get at the prize -- the still-beating heart. I claimed the first bite, careful to leave a portion for the other three. We’d shared the hunt, we would share the reward. Howling our triumph and joy, we called the others, willing now to share the good fortune of plentiful meat.
We flushed out a goodly brace of hares, most of which we shared with the orphans and elderly among the People since we’d be carrying none home to Ouida. For some reason, she wouldn’t eat hare meat, claiming the relationship with them she felt as a result of what she’d gone through last winter.
Instead, we set aside a few hefty hunks of venison, wrapped in a portion of the deerskin. She’d eat that, but not before burning it over flames until she’d practically ruined the meat. I allowed her to retain some human foibles because I loved her, but I knew I’d soon have to begin weaning my female from her unnatural habits.
Alphas don’t usually carry packs, but Brax and Usher were willing to be our beasts of burden since it was for Ouida. It helped that they were beta to Xen and me. Xen and I shifted long enough to fashion pouches and halters of sorts from broad leaves and twigs. Once we finished, we relaxed into our true forms and hurried home, baying joyously as our paws ate up the distance in seemingly no time.
She was waiting for us on the porch, her dark skin gleaming under the light of the full moon. Her teeth -- a wide blunt edged row of startling white -- were bared in her human expression of smiling and she’d already launched herself from the wooden platform before we shifted into bipeds.
“Wait until we can catch you,” I cautioned, rushing to intercept her before her round, plump bottom hit the dirt. I eased her down gently, waiting for her feet to touch the ground before looping my arms about her waist.
She went up on tiptoe to kiss me and laughed. “You guys always catch me, though I can’t understand why you haven’t put your backs out hefting this big butt of mine around.”
Xen came up behind her, growling at her words. He cupped her ass and squeezed until her soft flesh stood up around his fingers. “I love this beautiful ass and I’ll hear nothing negative about it, or I’ll be spanking it as I fuck you.”
I bit back a snarl, wishing I’d thought to say that when Ouida turned bright eyes on Xen and flung an arm out to drag him in for a hearty press of lips. “Sometimes you know just what to say to make my day!”
I tightened my arms around her, drawing her attention away from that damned smooth wolf. “I’m about to make your night.”
“Oh yeah?” She tipped her chin up and mock scowled at me, looking like an adorable pup trying to play grown up.. “You and what army?”
“Usher and Brax reporting for duty… Sir!” The two stepped up to us, running bold hands over our female’s hips and flanks, down her legs. “We’ll gladly take kitchen detail.”
She looked a question. “Kitchen detail?”
Usher skimmed a hand up her leg, ended with his palm covering her thatch of dense curls. “Where the heat is.”
“Oh.” Ouida’s breasts quivered as her breathy sigh ghosted on the night air. Her thighs trembled, knees relaxing as Usher rotated his hand over her mound, sent a finger questing through the swollen labia to sweep her dainty channel. A sharp, sweet aroma burst from her skin, inundating the area with her arousal, causing all our nostrils to flare. We soaked in her beckoning scent, our cocks rising in response of the powerful aphrodisiac.
Still holding her by the ass, Xen flexed his fingers, pulling the globes of her butt apart to reveal her puckered anus. “I’ve got the rear covered… to make sure there’s no retreat.”
She blushed. The wash of color stained her cheeks a rosy dusky brown while generating a heat that radiated off her flesh, painting the night air with ribbons of hot fuchsia lust.
“I suppose that leaves me guarding the front lines,” I quipped, dipping my head to capture a taut blackberry nipple between my teeth. The sharp nip I gave her made her squeal and tremble.

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