SURRENDERING TO THE
BEAST
(Book Two –
Taming the Beast series)
by Tina Donahue
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Blurb:
When she’s good, she’s very good. But when he’s
bad, she’s better.Taming the Beast, Book 2
As a good fairy, Heather is empathetic and chaste to a fault. No bad language, no dirty thoughts, flirting and no sex. But when a satyr named Daemon steps up to her reception desk at From Crud to Stud, she finds herself on the fast track to exquisite corruption.
Daemon is the total bad-boy package with a kiss straight from the dark side. Though he’s here for a supernatural makeover, Heather can’t imagine why any red-blooded woman would want him to change.
A disciple of the god of wine, Daemon has had his share of good times. But sex has never been this good. Heather brings out a new side of him, a side that makes him want to protect as well as pillage.
But Daemon needs a little creative backup to help set his fairy’s naughtiness free. And that means bringing in Mistress Jin. Under the genie’s tutelage and Daemon’s shameless lust, Heather is about to learn what it means to let loose.
Erotic Paranormal/Romantic Comedy
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Excerpt:
Her
mouth was wonderfully loose beneath his, her kiss not as tentative or virginal
as Daemon had expected. Not that he’d had a lot of experience with untried
maidens. When he was young and clueless, the older nymphs had set him on a path
of carnal pleasure, running him down, crawling all over him until he submitted.
He
hadn’t fought hard. Before any of those babes could blink, he’d plunged his
rigid rod into them. The younger nymphs had watched, and when it was his turn
to test and tame their innocent flesh, they’d been as skilled as he was. A real
bummer for a guy who needed the thrill of the chase and a conquest.
Slanting
his mouth for greater penetration, Daemon deepened the kiss. Heather wreathed
her arms around his neck and suckled his tongue as if she’d been born for the
task. Hot damn. She was the first fairy he’d tasted, and was she ever luscious,
a combination of something minty, possibly toothpaste or candy, and something
far better…ethereal, if you will. Like the faint scent of a flower carried on a
breeze, the taste of a raindrop, the heated caress of a sunrise.
Best
of all, she smelled of something powdery, pure and sweet.
Growling
with intolerable need, he filled her mouth even more with his tongue, wanting
to rip off her dainty clothes, get down to business, forget the foreplay or the
thought of being a nice guy. In Couturie, all it took was one look from him and
a nymph would assume the position, so to speak. Or she’d blindside him while
they were rolling across the forest floor and take whatever she wanted, with
that having nothing to do with sweetness and charm.
Heather
was so gentle and soft, his body throbbed with need. He pulled her closer. She
stiffened, made a sound like a wounded animal and pushed the heels of her hands
against his shoulders. His lust punched up several more notches. Cupping her
small breast, he thumbed her nipple.
Heather
tore her mouth from his and gasped, “Stop.”
Daemon
didn’t want to but dropped his hand, thinking the challenge would make this
even hotter. He waited a few moments. Nope. Now, he was frustrated. “Why?”
“We’re
strangers.” Her breath skipped across his chest, making his skin tingle. “We
don’t even know each other’s last names.”
“I
don’t have one.” He lifted his hand, his fingers itching to squeeze her breast
again. “Do you?”
“Well,
no, but—stop.”
Daemon
huffed out a sigh and settled his hand on her ass rather than her boob.
She
sighed lustily and trembled. “That’s not much better.”
Maybe
not for her, but gripping her nicely rounded ass was doing wicked things to his
shaft. The damn thing was so hard his skin was about to split.
“Please,”
Heather said.
Crap.
Like a good boy, Daemon did as she wanted, running his knuckles down her
velvety cheek instead.
Heather
lifted her face to his. Her eyes were a fragile green softened even more with
gray, her waist-length hair the color of moonlight, silky and thick, her
expression filled with too much honesty and trust.
“Better?”
he murmured
“Well,
no. I liked what you were doing, but it’s wrong. So thanks for stopping.” She
pecked his mouth and paused before brushing her lips over his.
Both
of them stopped breathing at the same time. Before he could close his eyes,
Heather clearly surrendered to base desire and pushed her tongue into his
mouth.
Daemon
groaned and growled, unable to make enough noise to convey the heat burning
within him, his hunger for her. They turned in slow circles, each of them
trying to get closer, his hooves clomping on the tile, her slippers slapping
delicately.
Outside,
thunder boomed, rattling the window. Across the hall, something let out a
blood-curdling shriek. The door flew open.
“Oh, hell, no,” a female barked, her
voice so guttural Daemon felt the vibrations in his belly. “Get your hands off
her.”
About Me (You
know you want to know!):
I’m an award-winning, bestselling
novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for
Kensington, Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, Booktrope,
Luminosity, Decadent, and indie. Yay!
Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites
have praised my work, and trust me, I’m forever grateful for that. I’ve had my
books reach finals in the EPIC competition, one title was named Book of the
Year at a review site, and others have won awards in RWA-sponsored contests.
I’m actually featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Talk
about feeling like a freaking star. Before my writing career, I was the editor
of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a
Hollywood production company. Outside of being an admitted and unrepentant
chocoholic, I’ve flown a single-engine plane (scary stuff), rewired an old
house using an electricity for dummies book, and have been known to moan like
Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally whenever
I’m eating anything Mexican or Italian. Yeah, I like to eat (burp).
You can check me out here – yes, I
am everywhere! J
CONTEST
I’m offering one winner her (or his) choice of FIVE
of my backlist ebooks – full-length, bestselling, award-winning, from this list
(25 choices):
16. Illicit
Intent – Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads
17. Deep
Within Me – Four Stars – Romantic Times
18. Seven
Sensuous Days – 4 Stars – Long & Short Reviews
19. Stolen
Desire – 4 Stars – Romantic Times
20. Taking Eve – What to
read after FSOG and Story of O
21. This Time When
We Touch – Erotic Paranormal
22. Carnal Takeover –
BDSM
23. Wicked Takeover –
Erotic Contemporary
24. Intimate Details
– Menage
25. Freeing the Beast –
5 Stars – LASR – Nominated for Book of the Month
