Today’s guest is the fantastic Virginia
Cavanaugh! Virginia writes steamy paranormal erotic romance with a side
specialty in extra hot Lycans. She’s also a sister author in the Emerald Isles
Fantasies series from Ellora’s Cave. This is the newest addition to the series
and I know you’ll love it!
Tell Me Your Secrets…
A book in the Emerald Isle Fantasies series.
Jesenia North chases her writing muse all the way to Ireland.
Surely Castle Tullamore will provide some inspiration for a new book. What she
doesn’t expect is to become the hunted, not only by a rabid wolf, but also by a
very sexy Dorian Kavanaugh.
Dorian will stop at nothing to keep his
race a secret, but when the high-spirited Jesenia is chased by his rabid
packmate, Dorian must find a way to redirect her attention. And he isn’t beyond
using hot sex to do it.
Now he must hunt down Grady and kill him along with the mutated
strain of rabies before people find out that there are shifters in the area.
But touching Jesenia has a price, one he may very well pay for with his heart.
A Romantica® paranormal
erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt:
She stepped off the lift as the doors opened and she crossed the
hall to her door and unlocked it. It swung shut behind her as she sauntered to
the desk and placed the old book on the polished surface. Before she sat down a
knock sounded at the door. She stood on tiptoe to look through the peephole. A
large, sexy Dorian stood on the other side.
Jesenia turned, placing her back against the door as her heart
rate accelerated. “Shit,” she whispered. Another knock. “Just a minute,” she
called out as she dashed into the bathroom.
She flipped the switch and ran her fingers through her hair. Shit,
why had she skipped putting on makeup this morning? She gave her cheeks a quick
pinch and decided it was the best she could do with no time, and returned to
the door. She inhaled a steadying breath, twisted and pulled on the brass knob.
“Can I help you?”
Dorian smiled. “That depends.”
Oh damn. That smile of his was a dangerous thing. “And what does
it depend on?”
Dorian stepped into her room and walked past her. She closed the
door as her brows rose. “Well come on in.” She hoped he caught the sarcasm. She
turned to look at him and he winked at her.
“Thanks.”
She rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips. “So what do
you want?”
“What are you willing to give me?”
Her core pulsed as her body let her know what it preferred she
give him. “How about directions to the door?”
“Ah, lass. Do you really want me to go so soon? I just got here.”
No, she didn’t. And didn’t that just chap her ass. She pursed her
lips.
“I came to check on you.”
“Oh. Well, I’m good. Walking fine. Thanks for checking on me.” She
needed to get him out of her room before she did something stupid.
Dorian sat on the bed and started sifting through some of the
printouts she’d made last night. “My, my, Jesenia. Are you really still convinced
you saw a wolf?”
She rushed to the bed and started gathering the papers. “I know
what I saw. And it’s still out there.” She plucked the last sheet from his
hand, walked over to the desk and laid them on top of the book she’d brought
in.
“You’ve become obsessed. Did you even sleep last night?”
Jesenia decided not to answer him. So what if she’d stayed up all
night. She was still fine and of sound mind. Hell, when her muse wasn’t being a
hiding little bitch she pulled all-nighters a lot. She turned to face him. “I’m
fine. You can go now.”
“Jesenia, it’s three o’clock in the afternoon. If you didna sleep
last night you really should be in bed.”
She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “And I guess you think
you’re my daddy now and can tell me what I should be doing and when? I hate to
tell you, but I’m a grown woman and I can figure things out on my own.”
Dorian stood and crossed over to her, closing the gap between
them. She sucked in a breath and tensed.
He brought his hand up and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear.
“I know you’re a grown woman.” His gaze traveled to her breasts. “Oh how I know
that.” His gaze came back up to her face. “And what I feel toward you is not in
any way something a dad would feel.”
Her hands went to his chest as his pelvis met hers. The hard
length of his erection pushed into her lower belly. She licked her lips as his
hand cupped the side of her face.
“Stop me, Jesenia,” he whispered.
“Why would I want to?”
He groaned and closed the gap, molding his mouth to hers. Jesenia
parted her lips for his seeking tongue and moaned into the depths of his mouth.
Her hands lifted to his neck and settled in his hair. A powerful hand gripped
her bottom, pulling her closer into the welcoming heat of his body. Damn, he
could kiss. His tongue played a sensual game with her senses, gliding back and
forth provocatively against her own.
Her nipples tightened into sensitive buds as liquid heat coated
her labia. Could she really do this? She hadn’t had sex in so long, and she was
covered by the Pill. She had to take it to keep her regular. But she barely
knew this guy. And it really shouldn’t make a difference how hot he was, but it
did. Still, she needed to be smart. She pulled her mouth away from his. “Maybe
we should…”
His lips found her neck. Tongue and teeth played a wicked game
against her sensitive flesh and she dug her fingers into his shoulders as her
pussy began to throb, aching to be filled.
He nipped her earlobe and whispered, “Maybe we should what, lass?”
Oh God, that accent did things to her. Fuck it. You only live
once. “Maybe we should move to the bed.”
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