Tall,
dark and dangerously sexy
Tina Donahue's latest hot and sexy shifter book from Samhain.
CONTEST ALERT at end of this post!!
Yep, that just about
describes, Kuma, the hero in Shameless Desire,
Book Three of Outlawed Realm, my erotic paranormal series for Samhain.
Kuma’s a shifter, the
Alpha werewolf from the fourth dimension on Earth—E4. When he’s swept through a
portal into E1, the dimension we know, he sees Gwen for the first time. She’s
unaware of the peril she faces, one Kuma has sensed, until a stranger attacks her.
Without pause, Kuma
protects Gwen, setting off a series of events that pulls them deeper into
danger, strengthens their bond and leads to a sensual and sultry romance.
Here’s the blurb and an
excerpt to give you a taste of the story. To celebrate the upcoming release of Shameless Desire, I’m also offering a
contest…so please, read on. J
Blurb:
Passion
without limit. Carnal hunger that knows no bounds.
Within Earth’s five
dimensions, nothing is as it seems…and desire is never far away.
In E4’s jungle, Kuma
was the Alpha werewolf, bent on revenge against the hated guards. Swept with
them into the E1 dimension, now he prowls Seattle at night, stopping the thugs
from abducting women for use as sex slaves in E4’s Pleasure Palace.
On her way home from
her nursing job, Gwen senses danger in the night’s shadows—an instant before a
stranger attacks. Clinging to consciousness, she watches the impossible, a wolf
fighting him off…protecting her. She wakes in her own bed, convinced it must
have been a dream until she sees Kuma in human form. Virile, intense. A man
like no other.
Within his powerful
embrace, Gwen experiences rapture she didn’t believe existed. His unrestrained
lust and burning need end her loneliness, though not the menace they face. The
guards are a constant threat in their hunt for women and their determination to
see Kuma dead. Together, he and Gwen must fight—for his life, her freedom,
their future.
PRODUCT WARNINGS
Out-of-this-world sex and a romance to die for. Features a hunk
whose inner beast won’t be tamed, and the woman who craves his most shameless
desire.
He
brushed his lips over hers in answer, the tip of his tongue spearing into her
mouth.
Aw, God. Not even as a horny teen had her
body responded as willingly. Ribbons of pleasure rippled through Gwen. She
suckled him deeper, their kiss exploring, then impatient, hard, uncivilized,
the sounds they made feral and welcome.
It
satisfied for a moment before they each had to have more. He pulled at her
clothes, clearly wanting them off. Gwen struggled to do the same with his, but
she was still too lethargic. Only her heart and mind raced with what she
wanted, had to have.
She
heard her hoodie hit the floor, not remembering him taking it or her tee and
bra off, yet he had. Coolish air skimmed her rain-chilled skin. Her nipples
grew even harder. He warmed them with his hands, pulling a longing sigh from
her.
No, don’t stop.
He did,
trailing his fingers down her torso to her belly. Her muscles quivered in
response. He paid them no heed, continuing to her jeans, where he worked the
button and fly.
Suddenly,
she was naked and so was he. How had that happened? When? If Gwen could have
managed a frown, she would have, disappointed that she’d missed him stripping.
Her
bedsprings creaked as he climbed onto the mattress and unfolded his nudity over
hers. Air whooshed out of her at his imprisoning weight. It was a gratifying
balm, his body’s warmth the answer to her persistent yearning. Rarely had Gwen
felt as wanted by a man, as safe.
With
his knees, he separated her thighs and settled between them, his rigid cock
against her pussy that was moist with need, thrumming with carnal hunger. He
cradled her breast, his thumb stroking her nipple. At the same time, he claimed
her other nipple with his mouth. He swirled his tongue over the tip.
Wow. The
sensations he created were fucking amazing. They registered clear to the back
of Gwen’s throat. Her skin flushed with heat, piercing her stupor. She drove
her fingers through his hair, clutching it, demanding he remain with her.
His
actions said he wasn’t going anywhere until they were both satisfied.
How
long might that take? A few hours? A day? Week? Month? What happened after it
was over?
Shit, don’t think of that now.
The bad
crap would come later. It always did.
As
though he’d read her thoughts or sensed her body tense, he lifted himself on
one elbow and regarded her. Gwen didn’t like the uncertainty she saw on his
face. She wanted longing mixed with a whole lot of lust.
To
encourage him, she rubbed her groin against his, surprised she could do so, her
ability to move coming back. He got the message quickly from her carnal
maneuver, his expression evolving from concerned to just this side of savage.
Good
boy.
He
grabbed his cock, running the crown up and down her damp slit, positioning the
meaty head on her opening.
Gwen
gulped air at what was coming. She drew her legs back to give him the greatest
access. At her blatant invitation, he offered another smile and pushed inside,
entering her in one hard, dominant—
Huh?
With a
start, Gwen came to. From where? A dream? Nightmare? Perspiration ran down her
chest, the chilly air licking it, bringing on a shiver. She stared at her
shadowed bedroom, the rectangular designs on the wall from the streetlamp’s
glow.
It was
obviously dark outside, still late. Or maybe early. Gwen couldn’t be certain.
Panic pumped through her, eating away any residual fatigue.
Unwilling
to look at her clock just yet, she patted the bed linens to her side and felt
nothing but cotton sheets, cool to the touch, not warm from a body.
His.
Her
mouth went dry as images filled her mind of the man outside the hospital
carrying her into this house, climbing on the bed, mounting her.
She saw
his hair swinging forward with each powerful thrust. His shoulders and pecs
tensing as he pounded into her. Prominent veins corded his throat. Several ran
down his biceps to his muscular forearms.
Swooping
down, he slanted his mouth over hers.
Gwen
touched her lips. They were somewhat sore as though from a lingering,
impassioned kiss. Her cheeks stung, slightly irritated. From a man’s stubbled
cheeks scraping them?
Shit,
she didn’t know, couldn’t be certain. Swallowing hard, she concentrated on her
pussy to see if it was—
Her
hand halted on the curls between her legs. She was fucking naked. Hurriedly,
she touched various parts of her body, just to be certain of her state, at last
searching her neck for where that dart had pierced her skin. Unless that was a
dream she’d had.
Gwen
winced when she reached the point of entry. Oh crap, oh damn, oh shit. The
surrounding skin was swollen and sore. That fucking thing had hit her. She
hadn’t dreamt it.
As
quietly as she could, Gwen pushed to a sitting position and looked over. The
numbers on her digital clock glowed red in the gloom. Nearly an hour and a half
had passed since she’d left the hospital and all that weird shit that had
happened in the alley.
So what
now?
Steeling
herself, she turned and stared at her bath.
The
decorative nightlight was on, its Christmas-tree design a mixture of red, green
and silver, casting the room in a festive glow.
Gwen’s
heart banged against her chest. In front of the sink he stood, running a
washcloth over his bare arms, as sinewy as she remembered. His naked back was
broad and muscled, a male in his prime. He’d pulled his jeans back on and his
running shoes, unless he’d never had them off to begin with.
BIO
Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in
erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing,
Ellora’s Cave, and Kensington. Booklist,
Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times
and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named
finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon
reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual
Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib
Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark,
Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition
(2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC
RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short
Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern
newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.
Website: http://www.tinadonahue.com/
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*** CONTEST ALERT ***
CONTEST ALERT *** CONTEST ALERT ***
In celebration of Shameless
Desire’s release on April 23, I’m offering one of my backlist ebooks to one
lucky commenter. The winner’s choice includes:
1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award
of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away - #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book
11. Claiming Magique – Top
Pick - NOR