What more could I ask for? Leon popped in to say hi and answer my question...
“How does it feel to know you're being sent
to Scotland where the shifters are different?”
That’s the question the lovely Raven set
me, after she finished telling Doris off for not having sent me to her blog.
I tell you, Raven may be known as Grammy
Jo, but I wouldn’t want to cross her when she gets her mad on. To quote a line
from my book.
“Are you a lion or a mouse, Leon?”
*laughs*
I reckon you can guess what my answer to
that was, but in all seriousness Raven reminds me of Mrs. H, our esteemed
village elder and Guardian Witch. You wouldn’t want to cross her either. So, I
reckon I better introduce myself. My name is Leon Friars and I happen to be
Mrs. H’s son-in-law. Now, if you think that gets me special treatment, then you
can think again. My wife’s mother is just as likely to chew me out as she is
anyone else, probably more so. After all I’m mated to her only daughter, and
you could say our path has not been an easy one.
I used to put the blame for that squarely
at Rebecca’s feet, but, in truth, I was as much to blame. I let my pride get in
the way of going after what’s mine.
Anyhow, I’ll be in trouble with both Doris
and Raven if I give the story away too much, so I best answer that question
Raven set me, and I must say, so far, Scotland has been most welcoming. My lion
has had a whale of a time roaming around the countryside. It reminds me of home
in parts. Just as many annoying tourists, that’s for sure. They can seriously
cramp your style. The lochs are colder than the lakes, but it doesn’t really
bother my lion, and the local leopard packs have been a joy to run with.
Mind you, Cumbria is home and always will
be, and I really ought to get back there. After all the shit we had to deal
with over the years, I don’t like to be away from my mate for too long, that’s
for sure.
Before I leave, I best leave you with an
exclusive and hot excerpt. Enjoy.
Excerpt:
Leon threw his head back and roared.
A whimper escaped Rebecca at the sound
and when he looked at her again, she was awake and watching him warily. The
most delightful bush stained her cheeks, and she couldn’t quite hold his gaze.
Instead she made a grab for the sheet, but he forestalled her and shook her
head at her.
“Never cover yourself up in front of me,
pip. You’re mine now, and I like what I see.” He swatted her hand away, when
she still tugged at the sheet, and traced the marks of his possession on her
fair skin with his fingertips. Bite and claw marks made a beautiful pattern on
her body, mixed in with his dried cum, and his cock hardened anew. Her eyes
widened when she noticed his erection, and a shiver went through her when he
bent his head and nuzzled his bite on her shoulder.
“All mine, beautiful girl.” He murmured
the words into her soft skin, as he licked along his marks.
“I’m all sticky and sweaty.” She tried to
push him away, but Leon shook his head at her, straddled her legs and pinned
her arms back up above her head with a warning growl.
“Are you calling me a liar, girl?” he
asked, while running his bearded chin across her red-tipped nipples. A hiss
escaped her. No doubt she was sore from his earlier manhandling of them, but
her back arched instinctively into his touch, and he could smell the increased
wetness between her thighs.
“No, Sir, I would never…but I am all
sticky and I need a shower and…argh.”
Leon bit down hard on the little nub in
front of him, and Rebecca froze underneath him. He smiled around his precious
mouthful and soothed the hurt by licking and suckling around it, and Rebecca’s
breathing sped up.
Sitting up slightly he shackled her
wrists to the restraints attached to his headboard and then resumed the
attention he was paying to her tits. He had to grin at the way his lovely girl
immediately relaxed into the restraints, and her eyes clouded over.
“Yes, you love being at my mercy, don’t
you, pip. Give me a color, though I bet I know what it is right now.”
He pushed her breasts together and sucked
both of her nipples into his mouth, eliciting a deep throated groan of need
from Rebecca that made his balls draw tight.
“Color?” he asked again, much firmer this
time, and Rebecca moaned.
“Green, Sir, please…”
“Good girl,” he said. “And you’re so very
responsive, pip. I bet you could come from me doing this alone, couldn’t you?”
He resumed his suck, nip, and bite rhythm of her nipples, and Rebecca grew
restless under him. “And I love the fact that you are all sticky and sweaty, as
you put it, girl. You smell like me, and that makes me very happy, in fact…”
He lifted off her, spread her legs and
settled himself back between her thighs. It was torture and heaven seeing her
folds open up to him. Grasping his dick at the root, he ran the tip through her
labial lips, and they both groaned in unison. Pleasure surged through him from
his sensitive head, and he gritted his teeth, and resumed the slow path through
her pussy. Rebecca jumped every time he bumped into her clit. Hugely swollen,
the little bundle of her pleasure contracted, and more of her juices spilled
out of her pussy hole and coated them both.
“Feel what you do to me, girl. I want to
fuck you again.”
“Please…”
Her breathy plea broke the last of his
restraint, and he allowed himself to sink into the tight warmth of her cunt on
the down stroke. Rebecca moaned and locked her ankles behind his ass, when he
bottomed out inside her.
“Still so fucking tight for me, baby.” He
ground the words out through gritted teeth, as he held himself still inside her
to allow her to get used to his invasion. Her internal muscles gripped him
hard, and she rubbed herself against him. The action made his lion roar, and
grasping her hips he scrambled to his knees, pulled almost all the way out and
then slammed back into her.
Rebecca gasped, and moaned, and he
continued to pummel into her, as she met him thrust for thrust, the ripples
around his dick telling him how close she was to hurtling over that edge again.
In truth he wasn’t far behind. His orgasm built at the base of his spine, and
he increased his speed. The way her breasts bounced in front of him, and her
breathing grew choppy, as she hurtled toward her peak, meant he couldn’t stave
off his release any longer. He pulled out of her, flung her legs over his
shoulder, and thrust back in with enough force to see stars.
The change of position did the trick, and
he forced his eyes open to see his girl fall apart. Fuck, she was stunning when
she came. Head thrown back, she bared her throat to him, and her lower half
lifted off the bed again, as her skin glowed, and she screamed her release.
Blurb:
[Siren Allure: Erotic Paranormal Romance,
shape-shifters, light consensual BDSM, HEA]
Never mess with the fates…
Rebecca Hastings has no intention on
settling down with some overpossessive shifter. This fledgling guardian witch
might need to have sex to awaken her powers, but surely anyone will do?
When Lion Shifter Leon Friars interrupts
her outdoor tryst with the college heart throb, she is simultaneously relieved
and shocked. This sex-on-legs hunk can’t be the boy she grew up with. This
Protector makes her want to forget all of her plans, and just submit, and that
will never do.
Being mated to Rebecca had not been in
Leon’s plans either, but his lion has spoken. When Rebecca denies the bond
between them, a heartbroken and furious Leon allows her to run away.
The fates will not be denied, however, and
when Rebecca returns years later, Leon has to decide whether he can ever trust
her again.
Is it too little, too late, or does love
conquer all—fates included?
Buy it from Bookstrand
Thanks for letting Leon visit, Raven :-)
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