Hi all and sorry for the delay. It seems blogger and I weren't on speaking terms yesterday, because for the life of me I couldn't get into it.
Today? We must have both had our first cup of coffee, because here I am.
And here is Lynn Burke and her latest book, Driven by Dragonblood, which is worth the wait
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#Shifters #Dragons #BDSM #Bisexual #Menage #Contemporary #Romance #HEA
Driven by Dragonblood
Blood Born Series 3
Release Date: May 28, 2019
*WARNING: This title contains explicit sexual
scenes, BDSM, and anal sex.
More dragonblood than human, Primrose Cadet
yearns to find her fated mates and ease the loneliness of her secluded life.
But with her beta behind psychiatric bars and the other denying his beastly
nature—and hers—she’ll have to fight for them, even if it means exposing her
heritage.
A manipulative voice in his head promising he
can fly landed Jaxon Denham in the psych ward. Eighteen and legally allowed to
finally leave his parent’s enforced prison, he searches out the golden goddess
of his dreams, the one the voice within claims will give them the release they
crave.
Doctor Patrick Macaire fought his inner darkness
for thirty-four years, living a life of self-control and discipline to prove
his sanity. When a barely legal boy and seductive siren threaten the foundation
of his calm existence, he’s driven to battle the voice inside and remain
untouched.
But fate is clever, and Patrick’s relentless
mates won’t allow him peace, catching him up in unhuman-like passion that
threatens his self-identity. Will he accept he’s an alpha dragonblood born to
dominate his mates, or will his human side keep the three from fulfilling their
destiny?
PURCHASE LINKS:
EXCERPT:
The second night I’d stood cloaked outside
Lockwood’s eastern wing, the need to be impulsive, something I’d never dealt
with before, fought my better judgment. Regardless of my beta’s mental state, I
had wanted to sneak into his room and allow him to have his way with me, claim
me like my inner dragon longed for.
Luckily, my ancestors had kept informative
records in the cavern’s library of my sheltered upbringing, so I understood all
the possible sexual positions—and means of giving pain for pleasure—as most
alpha blood born were known for. Unfortunately, I had no personal knowledge of
such things, and my dragon was determined to undermine my will to wait for his
freedom.
My fingers ached from grasping the chain-link
fence to keep my human form in place. The energy linking me to the window
strengthened and pulled taut as a shadow moved into view. Even with my dragon
sight, I couldn’t make out the color of his hair or eyes, but as he turned his
head side to side as though seeking out where the energy attaching us came
from, I took note of a strong nose and full lips, a square jaw I wanted to lick
and nip with my teeth as he thrust into me.
Arousal, hot and wet, rose between my thighs,
same as the previous night, and I bit my lips, my dragon’s needy growl rumbling
in my chest as my beta locked his gaze on where I stood, cloaked by a
dragonblood gift and darkness.
Want.
My human form wanted, too, and I swallowed as my
dragon attempted to take over in a burst of golden light I quickly squashed.
“Soon,” I promised with a whisper.
Through the tall, barred windows, I realized my
beta’s hand moved over his body, the heat in the energy linking us rising. Did
he touch himself? He propped his forehead on the window, shoulder hunched as
though in pain, and again, I fought the need to shift, tear through the fence
and walls to free my beta mate.
His form stiffened, and head tipped back, and
the most luscious race of tingles swept through me, settling in my core.
Need.
Lower lip between my teeth, I released one hand from
its hold and slid my fingertips down over the front of my leggings where I
throbbed. I gasped as the feather touch grazed the hardened nub at the top of
my slit, and I rubbed back up over it, my hips bucking on their own as though
he thrust into me, burying against my womb.
Heat exploded like a blinding light through the
energy between us, capturing my human form and my inner dragon in a euphoric
race to the stars. I cried out, unable to keep my lips sealed as wave after
wave rippled through my body, pulsing my pussy where his hard length ought to
be.
I gasped for breath, my stare on the window as
he slowly moved away from sight seconds later. Wetness coated my leggings, the
sweet scent of my cum rising to fill my nose.
Please.
My dragon whimpered with the need for more, for
our beta’s physical touch, but I tore myself away from the fence and focused on
the motel’s room where I would plan my silent, cloaked assault on the mental
hospital where one of my mates remained locked inside.
I would free him come morning—or die trying to.
© Lynn Burke 2018
ABOUT LYNN BURKE:
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and
scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she
enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of
city life.
Happy Reading,
love Raven xx
