Back to the Nevada Desert for "Urgent Seduction"

"Urgent Seduction" (MFM) "Seducing Them" book 3

Indigo Windsor meets Stone Wishram and Reuben Jenner at the Nevada Desert Werewolf Pack get-together. She’s determined to make the most of this short time and get to know them better. The men have never met before, but since both of them want Indigo, they agree to cooperate to win her. Of all the men at the gathering, they’re the only ones that appeal to Indigo, so she’s more than willing to talk to them.

But they live hundreds of miles apart across the desert and both men are needed to work at their own family businesses. Besides, neither man has any knowledge of the other one’s career. Spending time together over these few days is fine, but will they ever find a way to be together afterward? Is there any kind of hope for a future together or should they all just give up and look for a more accessible partner?

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STORY EXCERPT

Reuben had only one thought in his mind, to find Indigo and to get to know her properly as fast as possible. He wanted her to remember him as Chloe’s brother, to trust him, and be prepared to spend time with him. He wasn’t sure if that was a logical attitude or not, bearing in mind how little attention he’d paid to her over the years, but all he could do was hope it’d give him and Stone a slight advantage over all the other wolves at the gathering.

Reuben saw Indigo was in the barbecue area, standing at the long table. Likely she was collecting a drink or a snack. He cut across the hard-packed sandy dirt directly toward her, Stone by his side all the way. They dropped their empty longnecks, and watermelon rind into the trash can and then Reuben edged his way between some people so he’d be opposite her at the table. He had to admire Stone’s fast thinking. It was almost as if they were joined together. Stone didn’t miss a step and was right there with him.

“Hi, Indigo. How are you doing?” he asked.

She looked up into his eyes and smiled. Damn she was lovely. “Hi there, Reuben. Hi Stone. Do you know each other?”

“We met yesterday. We both joined the Alpha’s early morning hunting party,” said Stone.

Reuben nodded, but that was mighty fast thinking by Stone. They certainly hadn’t talked to each other then. Actually no one much had talked at all until afterward. They were all too focused on their task of catching some critters. And what’s more, until right then, he wouldn’t have been prepared to swear which Wishram brother had come hunting. They all looked quite alike even though probably once he got to know them he’d discover they were all very different. But yesterday he hadn’t been bothered about which of them was which. Now it was important to him and it was good to know both he and Stone liked hunting. That was something else they had in common.

“We wondered if you’d like to join us for a while and we could talk. Get to know each other better as the Alpha suggested.” He thrust his hands deep in his pockets so he wouldn’t fidget while he waited for her to answer. But her face was open and she was smiling, so at least she didn’t hate the idea.

“Sure.”

“What would you like to drink?” asked Stone.

“Just water, thank you.” She grabbed a bottle out of one of the ice-filled containers on the table.

“Let’s get some food as well,” he suggested. It wasn’t that he was hungry. It would be lunchtime soon enough. But it’d give him something to do with his hands as they talked.

Reuben watched what she chose, eager to learn her tastes. Choosing water to drink didn’t tell him much. This was the desert and everyone here learned at birth to drink water whenever it was available, and never to move from home without carrying fresh water. It made him laugh sometimes when he saw city office workers in cold climates carefully carrying a bottle of water when they walked from their desk to a meeting inside the same building. But here, in the desert, that bottle of water could save a person’s life.

Indigo walked along the table laden with food and stopped beside a closed container. She tore a sheet of paper towel off a roll beside the box, opened the lid, and carefully laid three finger sandwiches on the paper, before closing the lid again and checking it was shut tightly.

Reuben blinked. Sandwiches? She chose sandwiches? There were all sorts of delicious snacks laid out. More than even he could hope to taste properly today, and she chose sandwiches? He’d expected her to pick out a cupcake, or a cookie, or something with chocolate. Clearly she wasn’t a predictably girly girl.

He took another giant slice of watermelon. The first one had been sweet, lush, and utterly delicious. He tucked his second longneck under his arm so he could use his now free hand to grab a blueberry muffin, and then he and Stone led Indigo over to a group of chairs not too close to other people. Not that he expected them to be talking secrets, but just to give some slight sense of privacy.

Once they sat down, their chairs in a triangle shape so they could all see each other’s faces, Reuben grinned at Indigo. “Why did you choose to eat sandwiches? We’ll be having lunch and sensible food soon enough. So why not a cupcake, or a cookie, or a muffin?” He took a huge bite of his own muffin, not just to illustrate his point, but because of its mouth-watering aroma. Yum. It tasked just as good as it smelled.

She licked her lips and grinned hugely at them both. “The fillings. These sandwiches have the best fillings ever. Whoever made them is a genius. Every one is different and it’s impossible to say which one tastes best. They’re all amazing. Chloe’s catering team is truly awesome.”

Her sharp, white little teeth neatly bit a finger sandwich in half and then she closed her eyes as she savored it.

“Okay, I’m sold. Do you want some as well, Stone?”

“Hell yes.”

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"Desert Seduction" Book 2 of "Seducing Them"

Blurb: Chloe Jenner wants to hold a Nevada Desert Werewolf Pack get-together. She visits Jaz to talk about it and meets Forest Wishram and Nyander Zaffre. To do this she drives across the desert from her home to theirs. Forest is horrified that she traveled alone. Chloe knows the desert and how to act in it, though, and is very independent.
Everyone agrees the pack meeting is a great idea, except Forest. He thinks everyone should stay safely at home in summer. He wants to protect Chloe from any potential danger. But Chloe has three bossy older brothers and won’t tolerate Forest treating her like that as well. She likes all the Wishram family very much, and is especially attracted to Ny. However Ny and Forest have agreed to share a woman, and Forest is being far too dominant for her tastes. She’s a capable, desert-born-and-bred adult, not the helpless, weak female he seems to consider her.

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STORY EXCERPT

When the buzzer rang, indicating that a vehicle had pulled up to the gas pumps, Ny had just finished marinating the steaks. He looked at the clock, but it wasn’t time to begin cooking yet, so he washed his hands and walked back through the short, enclosed hallway that linked the house and the store. He wondered who was passing by and what news they might bring.
An attractive blonde woman was talking to Hunter out by the gas pumps. Ny didn’t recognize the black SUV. For a moment he felt a pang of sadness that she wasn’t a local person. “It really is time we found ourselves a woman,” he said softly to Forest.
“I know. Now that Hunter and Damien are settled with Jaz, it’s made me realize that our lives are racing along, and we need to do something about it. Perhaps we’d better make some plans to go to Las Vegas for a week or so.”
“I’m sure we’ll find plenty of party girls there, but I’d rather look for a mate.”
“Me, too. But I can’t think of any other way to find one.”
Ny sighed. “Neither can I. I’m all out of ideas.”
The woman turned to come across to the store, and Ny walked behind the counter to make her a snack or some coffee. Coffee was their number one best seller. From the way her car was facing, he assumed she’d come from Towler so she had the shorter journey to Burton to finish, but she might still be hungry. The journey would take getting on toward two hours. Besides, she was pretty and smiling and exuded happiness, so he wanted to meet her. Evidently she was loving her vacation or her travel wherever she was coming from and going to.
She came straight across to the counter, moving fast but smoothly. “Black hair, black eyes, you must be Forest, and that makes you Nyander. Hi there. I’m Chloe. Chloe Jenner. I’ve come to visit with Jaz, but she doesn’t know it yet. I had to turn my cell phone off so my brothers wouldn’t know what I was doing.”
Ny found himself gripping the counter so hard his fingernails were likely digging holes in the surface of it.
His mind spun with what she’d said. “Chloe? You met up with Jaz after the incident out past Wetherby?”
“That’s right. Hunter is going to tell her I’m here.”
“I can easily marinate a couple of extra steaks. Please invite Hunter, Damien, and Jaz to join us here for supper so we can get to know you,” he said.
“Are you sure that’s not too much trouble?”
“Of course not. It’ll only take me a moment of extra cooking, and it’ll take Jaz longer than that to come join us.”
“But first, you need to tell your brothers where you are so they don’t worry about you,” said Forest sternly.
Her blue eyes sparkled, and her grin was even brighter as she shook her blonde head vigorously. “Hell no. They won’t even notice I’m not there for hours yet. I don’t want them tracking me. There’s no need. I’m already here and perfectly safe with you now. I’ll tell them when it starts to get dark. That’s when they’ll all be going back to the house, and then they’ll ask Mom where I am.”
“Oh, well, if your mom knows you’re here, that’s fine,” said Forest.
There was the faintest blush of pink across Chloe’s cheeks, and Ny knew her mother didn’t know where she was. Or maybe she did, but not the full story. Well, he certainly wasn’t going to interfere, even if Forest’s dominating nature wanted to control Chloe. She was here, she was safe, and Ny desperately needed to get to know her better. He was certain Jaz had said she wasn’t mated, and Chloe hadn’t mentioned a boyfriend, just her brothers. But before he made a move on her, he needed to be sure she was available because he was sure as hell free, available, and extremely ready to get to know her. Damn she was cute. All bright and sparkly and fast moving, like a firework in the night sky.
Ny hurried back into the house to prepare four more steaks and extra rice and beans.
“Who’s the blonde chick? Is she staying the night?” asked Yuchi, coming into the kitchen.
“Mine,” snarled Ny.
“Fuck, Nyander, put your claws away. You’re not even a wolf. I wasn’t asking to mate her, just what her name is.”
Ny was embarrassed at his response. He wasn’t usually so bad mannered, and he hadn’t even exchanged more than a handful of words with her.
“Sorry. She’s Chloe Jenner, a friend of Jaz’s come to visit. They’re all coming for super.”
“In that case I’d better prepare some rooms. Likely they’ll all remain here overnight as well. If we all stay up late talking, it’d be silly for them to travel home and come back the next morning.” Yuchi hurried away, and Ny breathed deeply, steadying his reflexes as he cooked.
Damn, he’d never snarled before. Hanging around with all these wolves must have altered his behavior. The urge to possess her had roared through him the moment Yuchi spoke. He needed to get his shit together fast. And to talk to Forest alone. If Forest didn’t like her, he really had a problem because they’d agreed to share a woman. And already he knew that he wanted her and was determined to win her.

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The first book in the "Seducing Them" series is out now.

Unleashing Seduction (MFM)
Seducing Them book 1

Blurb: When Jasmine Picton’s car breaks down in the desert, Hunter Wishram, the middle one of five werewolf shape-shifter brothers, and his best friend mechanic Damien Hall, have no idea why she’s there. But they do know they want her to stay—with them, preferably in handcuffs. Jaz likes what’s she’s seen of the desert, and of the men.
Jaz is traveling though Nevada looking for unregistered graveyards for the Cemetery Trust to list. It’s one way to keep her huge dog, Phideaux, in kibble, and it’s like a never-ending vacation for herself. Well, mostly it is, anyway. Except when Phideaux has an encounter with a rattlesnake.
Hunter and Damien take Jaz out to the old Junctionville cemetery. It’s a chance for them all to spend time together and get to know each other better. Besides, maybe she can even use it for her job. Of course, Phideaux comes with them as well.

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STORY EXCERPT

Hunter looked up from the engine he was servicing in the garage when a woman screamed out something about Fido. There was no car pulled up at the gas pumps and he hadn’t heard a vehicle, so how did a woman get here?
He grabbed a piece of rag to wipe his greasy fingers and walked to the open door of the garage. A large old car was untidily parked half in the entry to the gas station, the driver’s door wide open. He turned, slowly scanning the area in a full three sixty degree search until he saw her running out into the desert after a huge dog.
Damien came and stood beside him, also wiping his fingers. “Where did she come from?”
Hunter pointed to her car.
“It doesn’t look like an electric car, so why didn’t we hear it?”
Hunter shrugged, and turned to go back inside the garage. Presumably she’d sort out whatever was the problem with her dog and they’d find out after that. Likely she’d move her car across to the gas pumps while she was here, although it was strange she hadn’t done that before letting the dog out of the car.
Just then they heard frenzied barking and the woman started screaming again. Hunter whipped around and saw her holding the dog’s collar, trying to drag him away from something. But the pooch was enormous and she was no match for him.
“Rattler!” he said dropping the rag and starting to run. Damien was right behind him. “Have you still got a couple of doses of antivenin in the house?”
“Probably.” He and his brothers were far too smart to get bitten. A city woman though, and that gigantic dog, were likely to do something stupid. Maybe already had done something stupid. “Fuck.” He ran faster, pounding across the desert toward them and wishing he’d thought to bring a spade with him to cut the head off the snake. If it was a snake. But that was the most likely scenario.
As he got closer he could see the dog was facing off against a rattler, just as he’d guessed. The snake was standing almost as tall as the dog, swaying his head trying to mesmerize the mutt. The woman had her arms around her pet, and was clearly trying to drag him away, but the animal was much bigger than her and had dug his claws into the rocky desert soil, determined to frighten the snake.
Right now it seemed to Hunter that it was a Mexican standoff and none of them were going to win.
Sensing Damien beside him he said, “I’ll snatch the woman. You grab the dog.”
Hunter changed the direction of his approach, curving the line of his arrival slightly so that if he fell over when he grabbed her she’d fall backward, away from the snake, not forward or sideways closer to it. Then he put on a burst of speed and launched himself at her, wrapping his arms around her slender body and lifting her off the ground, then rolling so he’d land on the hard rocky soil, not her.
She screeched and kept hold of the dog’s collar, refusing to let go, but his strength was enough to surprise the mutt into movement.
Damien reached for the dog at the same time as he snatched the woman, and they all rolled backward away from the rattler in a tangled mess of limbs and paws.
Out of nowhere, like something from a bad movie, came the command, “Freeze!”
Ignoring it, the woman tried to push him away from her, but Hunter had recognized Nyander’s voice and guessed what was about to happen. He held her tightly against his body, subconsciously aware of her soft curves and hot skin even as a single shot broke the silence.
He jumped to his feet, leaning over her, keeping his hands on her arms and said, “Don’t go near the snake. A rattlesnake has a deadly bite for up to three minutes after it’s dead.”
Paying no attention to his words, she jammed her elbow into his ribs and yelled, “Phideaux!”
The dog barked reassuringly and Hunter straightened up properly looking all around. As he’d expected, Damien had a firm grip on the dog, although he was still sprawled on the ground, partially over the animal. Nyander was standing over the rattlesnake, watching its body twitch. The head was mostly shot off the body but it was still wise to wait a few minutes before touching it.
The woman crouched down next to the dog, holding its head and looking into its eyes. “Buddy, that was a fucking stupid thing to do. Don’t ever scare me like that again, okay?”
“What you did was pretty damn stupid as well,” said Nyander.
Keeping one hand on the dog’s collar—as if that’d stop such a powerful beast—she looked at the three of them.
“Who are you? Where did you all come from?” she asked.
“It’d be kind of cool if you answered that question as well,” replied Damien.
Yeah, that what he thought, too.

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Dungeon Solution (MFM) The Dom's Dungeon book 5

Blurb: When the crap hit the fan and she was falsely accused of theft, Lacey Veldman had nowhere else to turn but to her sister, Nerida.
Ogden Evans, a Dom and a werewolf shape-shifter, who works as a barman at The Dom’s Dungeon, and Hugh McLennan, also a Dom and a wolf, who’s an attorney with Bailey and Bond Attorneys at Law, have both seen her and they both want her. But how can they get to know her when she’s in hiding, afraid for her life? And can they work together to win her, or are they more likely to fight each other for her? They’re from different packs, different worlds, different backgrounds. Can they even protect Lacey if she lets them date her?
Hugh lives at Carnal Connections, a BDSM and shape-shifter community. Surely Lacey will be safe there.

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STORY EXCERPT

Hugh groaned. Ever since Lacey had said she was waiting for Ogden to finish his shift, his evening had gotten more complicated. “I live quite a long way out of town, and I have a meeting at work at eight tomorrow.”
Ogden stretched his arms up high. “It’s after one already. Make that eight today. Right, we’ll go to your place then because that way you can change and shower and stuff and come straight in to work instead of having to go home again after we talk. Staff park on the lower level. My car’s a red 2010 Ford Fusion. I’ll flash my headlamps as I come up the exit ramp.”
Hugh watched Ogden run down the ramp and walked across to his white Dodge Ram. He’d known for more than an hour that he needed to talk to Ogden about sharing Lacey, but he still didn’t have the faintest idea of how to broach the subject. Fortunately Ogden seemed to be on the same page as him. That was a start. And they were both wolves. Well, at least he thought they were. That would also be a help, although two wolves and two Doms trying to cooperate over one woman sounded rather like a recipe for disaster to him.
Still, other men managed it, and the Supreme Alpha had sanctioned it, so they’d just have to make it work. Not that he had the faintest idea how they’d do that. Especially since he didn’t know much about Lacey herself. She’d been warm and friendly and chatty about all sorts of things, but not about herself. Maybe Ogden knew more about her personal life.
He saw Ogden’s car on the ramp and led the way out of town to Carnal Connections. The property was on a secondary road and had a high security fence. Luke was on duty at the gate and recognized Hugh’s car. Hugh stopped and rolled down his window.
“The Fusion’s with me. Name’s Ogden. He’s a wolf as well.” Well, he hadn’t actually asked, but Hugh thought he was.
Luke waved them through the gate, and he drove slowly through the property, past the large grassy area, and bumped down the dirt track to his house. He had a barn around back, but there wasn’t room for an extra car in it, so he stopped by his front porch, where there was room for Ogden to park beside his car.
Once they were inside, he walked straight into the huge old kitchen and started the coffee percolating. Ogden dropped into a chair at the family-sized table and waited. Hugh figured since he was the host he ought to go first.
“Hugh McLennan. Age thirty-five. Werewolf shape-shifter from this pack here, Carnal Connections. I’m head of Bankruptcy at Bailey and Bond Attorneys at Law.”
“My turn I guess. I’m Ogden Evans, I’m a wolf, I consider The Dom’s Dungeon to be my pack, and I’m thirty. Also I want Lacey Veldman, but I’m prepared to share her with you as long as we share equally. Completely equally in all things.”
Some of the tension drained out of Hugh with relief at what Ogden had said. Being equal partners was the only way he could see such a relationship working. “I agree to that.” He brought the coffee across to the table and pushed the cream across to Ogden.
“How are we going to win her? I think she’ll agree to having us both, but we need to do this right. We can’t risk alienating her because we aren’t organized or speak about things at cross purposes.”
“Until the court case against that crazy shit Lillington-Hall is sorted out, I don’t think we can get very far with a romance. She needs to be protected quite carefully. I was surprised they’d brought her to the dungeon tonight. She almost never goes outside.”
Hugh felt a flash of fear sear through his body. “Lillington-Hall? Lacey is the one he’s persecuting? Nerida is Lacey’s sister? She’s researching him for her as well as Allegra? Holy fuck! Lacey’s in incredible danger.” All the bits and pieces of the case that Hugh had learned in the course of his various tasks for Allegra came together with a thwack in his head. And the overwhelming feeling he got was fear. Sweet little Lacey was being pursued by an attorney with no morals and no standards. She had no defense against him, and that was without thinking about the fact that he’d been known to work with a goon who emphasized his points in dark alleys with a baseball bat.
Hugh held his head and let the fear race through his body, and then drew a deep breath. “In that case you and I need to work together even more than I’d imagined. We have to protect her from Lillington-Hall and Zylon until Allegra can assemble a full brief against them and bring them to court. What we have to plan is not just a romance and maybe a dungeon scene where we cooperate, but how to save her life.”
Ogden stared at him. “I knew she was being blamed for stealing money she didn’t take, but are you telling me her life is threatened?”
“Yes.” There was no pretty way to say it. Hugh stared at Ogden.
“Well fuck.”
Yeah. That pretty much summed it up.

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Dungeon Research (MFM) The Dom's Dungeon book 4

The moment Taj Barlow, construction worker, and Gavan Byford, werewolf shape-shifter and Dom, see the mystery woman at The Dom’s Dungeon, they’re determined to make her theirs. All they need to do is find out who she is.

Nerida Veldman doesn’t plan on making getting to know her easy. Her job as a researcher means she needs to keep a really low profile, and her sister has been wrongly accused of theft and is in hiding from a threatening attorney. Her life is way too complicated right now to pay attention to two men. Besides, two men? Two? Why would two men be interested in such an ordinary person as herself? Although the idea of spending time in a dungeon with a Dom is rather enticing. In fact, both Gavan, with his beard, and Taj, with his callused work-hardened hands, are more than enticing. But dare she risk opening her life up to them?


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STORY EXCERPT

Taj Barlow, aged twenty-five, was one of the younger members of the crew at Nelson’s Building and Home Maintenance. Until Raff had joined the team, even though Taj had his trade certificate, as the baby of the crew, it’d been his job to bag the trash, sweep the floors, and go fetch the coffees. Taj didn’t mind. Since he was the youngest of four brothers that had pretty much summed up his entire life until he’d grown big enough to answer back, punch hard, and run fast. Usually in that order.

Right now he was sitting on a bar stool at The Dom’s Dungeon, nibbling on a plate of nachos, sipping dark beer, and looking around the crowd. As he’d grown older, along with developing a useful right hook in a fight, he’d also acquired a taste for BDSM, and The Dom’s Dungeon was the best BDSM club in town.

He watched idly as Adelaide, one of the receptionists at the dungeon, hurried across the Stage Lounge, followed by an attractive woman casually dressed in jeans and a sweater. This late in the evening a lot of the women here were wearing nice frocks and high heels. Earlier in the day plenty of people wore jeans. But right now, it made her look different from most of the crowd.

Adelaide led the woman across to a table where Cam and Hammer, two of the men he worked with, were sitting with Allegra. Allegra was an attorney who occasionally worked for the company and who Cam and Hammer were dating. He’d glanced over at their table a few times in the past half hour, and his own opinion was that the group had moved well past dating and into the hot stuff.

Allegra was an attractive woman, and he was happy for them. But the chick in jeans with Adelaide was more his style. A casual easy-going person. Well, he thought she might be. Not that he’d ever met her or even knew who she was, but he sure as hell wouldn’t mind talking to her. Maybe after she’d spoken to Allegra about whatever it was. It was clear her attention was focused on Allegra, although the men were there as well.

He was watching the fascinating woman so intently he didn’t realize that Gavan, the barman, was speaking to him.

“Huh? Sorry? What?”

“The woman you’re staring at. The one at Hammer’s table. I wouldn’t mind getting to know her better, too.”

Taj whipped his head around to look at Gavan. Gavan was not just the head barman here at The Dom’s Dungeon. He was also a werewolf shape-shifter, and a Dom. There were quite a few shape-shifters here as well as Doms. Well, hell, it was a dungeon. Of course there were going to be Doms. But apparently wolves liked BDSM a lot, so they hung out here as well.

There was no one at their end of the bar, so Taj asked quietly, “You want another ménage?” Once before they’d shared a woman. She was a sub who’d specifically asked to experience two men. Gavan had enlisted Taj’s help, and it’d been a mind-blowing experience. Already his dick was stirring at the memories of that night.

Gavan stroked his beard and then nodded slowly.

“I’m in. But what makes you think this chick would be interested? Do you know her?”

Perhaps she was a sub who came here regularly. Taj had assumed because Adelaide was with her that she didn’t know the dungeon, but maybe he’d gotten the wrong idea.

“I don’t know her, but the look on your face is exactly what I feel like when I look at her.”

Taj nodded. “I hope the fuck she’s not married or something. When they stop talking so intently, I’ll go over and bring her back here so we can both meet her, okay?”

Gavan nodded and moved down the bar to serve other customers. Taj left his food and beverage on the bar top and watched Cam and Hammer’s table. He supposed it was rude to stare, but it wasn’t as though he could hear what they were discussing or anything. They were thirty feet away from him, and the dance music had started up so he’d have been lucky to overhear someone speaking thirty inches away.

His woman stood up. Taj reached for his wallet to drop some money on the bar counter, and in the second he looked down at his pants, she vanished. He stared all around, stepped away from the bar, and saw a faint flash of blue over by the exit, but that was all. Shoving his wallet back into his pocket, he took off across the dance floor, diving between people there and taking as straight and fast a line to the exit as he could. She wasn’t in the hallway, so he ran to the foyer and out the front of the building, but she wasn’t there either.

He’d gone straight past the elevators, so if she’d been waiting for one, he’d have seen her for sure. Taj ran across the parking lot to the exit, but no car was coming up the ramp. She’d completely disappeared into thin air. How the fuck did she do that?


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Dungeon Law (MFM) The Dom's Dungeon book 3

Construction worker Cam Armstrong wants Allegra Lee. He saw her once and can’t get her out of his mind. Allegra lost one potential career when, aged fifteen, she shattered her ankle and her hopes of becoming an Olympic gymnast. Now she’s working really hard to build another future as an attorney, mentored by the incredible Sierra Bond. Hammer, Harlan Hammersmith III, escaped from high society and his wealthy, autocratic, and controlling grandfather. He refuses to go back to that kind of life ever again.

Hammer, a Dom at The Dom’s Dungeon BDSM club, agrees to a date with Allegra because his best friend Cam wants her so much. Allegra doesn’t seem like any of the women he’s known before, and physically he certainly wants her. But their lives are so totally different. Is there any hope they’ll find common ground? Can they ever be together?

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STORY EXCERPT

Allegra Lee stood on the balls of her feet, stretched her lithe body as straight as it would go, raised her arms over her head, and curved her hands gracefully into the swan position. The music began, and the crowd in the huge auditorium became silent. As the introduction finished, Allegra took flight, racing diagonally across the huge mat at full speed and leaping into the air in a splits position, holding it for two full beats of the music before landing lightly on her feet again.

She flung her head back, twisted, and leaped sideways, ready to execute her first somersault—and crashed to the floor as a fierce pain burst through her body and her right ankle crumpled under her. The pain was so extreme Allegra almost lost consciousness, but her graying-out mind was aware of the total silence of the large crowd while the music played on.

Allegra sprang up in bed, her body drenched in sweat, and her foot aching like a bitch at the memories of the night she’d shattered her dream of an Olympic gold medal in the same moment as she’d shattered her ankle. That fall had broken so many different tiny bones in her foot that even now, twelve years later, she still had to carry a letter from her doctor everywhere she went because the dozens of metal pins holding her foot together always set off the security alarms at courts and in airports.

Carefully Allegra slid to the side of the bed and stood up, ready to let herself fall back onto the mattress if her foot didn’t support her. But it held, so she turned around and pulled the sweaty, damp sheets off her bed, dumping them and her drenched sleep shirt in the laundry hamper before getting into the shower.

After her dramatic fall in front of thousands of gymnastics fans at the national competition, she’d woken up two days later in the hospital with a foot more metal than bone. The stern-faced doctor had told her to plan a different career path and to be grateful she’d even be able to walk again. She’d cried for a week, her fifteen-year-old self unwilling to give up on a dream that had been almost within reach. A dream of Olympic gold and the world at her feet.

A month later she’d been back in school and her math teacher had told her she was damn smart and to use her brain to make a new plan for her future. She’d taken the words to heart, looked at job opportunities, and decided on law. She’d been incredibly fortunate that Sierra Bond, of Bailey and Bond Attorneys at Law, had agreed to mentor her.

Allegra stepped out of the shower, hardly noticing that her wretched ankle was still aching, and grinned at the tumbled sheets in her laundry hamper. In among the bundle of pale pink linen was a hint of bright purple. She grabbed the purple, pulling her vibrator out of the hamper and putting it on the ledge above the sink.

She shook her head at herself. “Wow. That was almost a disaster. With no man in my bed, the loss of my vibrator would be terrible.” Lester had been gone from her life for a year now, and she’d made no attempt to replace him. She’d thought they would be together forever, but he’d gotten tired of the hours she had to put in at her job. Young attorneys didn’t exactly work nine to five, and he wanted a woman waiting at home for him with a hot meal at the end of his busy day.

Well, that was just too bad. She’d been prepared to rearrange her life a lot for him, but not to put her career completely on hold or only work the hours that suited him. No. She’d survived the destruction of her foot and her gymnastic dreams, and she’d survived the departure of Les from her heart after living with him for almost three years. Now her life was her work. One day she’d be as good at her job as Sierra was. And maybe one day she’d have a man who loved her. Hell, Sierra lived with two men. She ought to dream big. One day she’d have two! She grinned. Two men sharing a woman was permitted under shape-shifter law. The Supreme Alpha of North America himself had said so.

Allegra laughed at herself in the mirror. Two men who were interested in her? That was about as likely to happen as her winning a gold medal with a smashed foot.

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Dungeon Play (MFM) The Dom's Dungeon book 2

Adelaide Stuart, receptionist at The Dom’s Dungeon BDSM club, longs for two Doms of her own, but she’s terrified of shape-shifters. The only problem is, the men she wants, Doms Wade Sullivan and Mason Barlow, are werewolves. She purposely got the job there because she’s intensely attracted to the lifestyle. But she also thought since several of the men there were shape-shifters, working there would help her overcome her fears.

So far her plan isn’t working. She aches to experience all the delights of the dungeon. She craves all the CosPlay costumes and wants to dress up and play with her Doms. But she can’t let go of her terror at the thought her delicious Doms might be wolves.

Finally she agrees to perform a CosPlay dungeon scene with Wade and Mason, but when she can’t bring herself to sign a contract, they tell her the rules of the club prevent them from taking the relationship any farther.

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STORY EXCERPT

Dom Mason Barlow had paced out the empty space in the center of the party room so he’d know exactly how many steps he could take while he and Wade gave the party-goers a taste of cosplay. None of the daytime parties were ever hardcore. They were all about introducing people to the concept of an area of kinky play and-or BDSM play.

There was never any complete nakedness or any actual sex at these events either. The erotic parties were held late in the evenings with a very strict admission policy. Besides, he and Wade weren’t looking for quick sex anymore. That kind of entertainment was all very well for a young man at the height of his youth and testosterone production. Once Mason had turned thirty, he’d been ready to find the right woman and settle down. The problem was, two years had passed, and the only woman that he and Wade were both attracted to was Adelaide Stuart, and she was more skittish than a wild brumby on speed.

He leaned against the wall, crossed his legs, and watched her. The very fact that she was here now, when she wasn’t on shift and could have been at home or out with her friends, showed the intensity of her desire for this lifestyle. She was staring at the costumes as if they were cupcakes behind a locked glass case and she was on a diet. Not that he’d ever want her to go on a diet. Her rich, lush curves were exactly what he liked. When two men possessed a woman, they needed to know she was strong enough to take them both. Adelaide’s body was built for two men to worship.

Her shoulder-length brown hair and long bangs fell forward over her face as she admired the costumes, half hiding her enormous brown eyes. But Mason didn’t need to see her face to know her gaze would be poised halfway between adoration and terror, the way it always was when she was near him or any dungeon toys. What made her so wary of this scene? Had she been hurt, personally, by an abusive person? Or did she know of someone who had been? Surely it wasn’t just that she wasn’t ready yet to take the step into the dungeon herself? That should have been more curiosity or wariness than fear. What he discerned in her face was stronger than mere wariness. Something frightened her, yet not enough to keep her away from the scene. After all, she worked here, and no one had forced her to do that. The co-owners of The Dom’s Dungeon were extremely strict about every aspect of the safe, sane, and consensual rule. If she hadn’t signed a contract of her own free will, they wouldn’t have employed her.

No, Little Miss Adelaide was both thrilled and worried, and he was just the man to guide her out of that conflicted place and into a zone where she was filled only with passion and enjoyment. And right after that, he’d invite her into his and Wade’s bed. After they’d fucked her brains out, they could ask her about her problem. Punishment, joy, release. These were the tools of the Dom, and he was ready and willing to use them all on Adelaide. As well as the tool between his legs. He was ready to use that on her as well. By the time he and Wade had warmed her up in the dungeon, she’d climax all over their cocks, their mouths, and their hands. Multiple times. He was certain Little Miss Adelaide was the kind of woman from whom they could coax multiple orgasms.

Mason walked over to where Wade had been setting up one of the tables for their games later on. “Look at Adelaide.”

Wade glanced across at her. She had a hand out and was touching one of the harem costumes with the tip of her finger as if she was frightened it was alive and might bite her.

“She wants to try it on.” Wade spoke confidently.

“Exactly what I was thinking, and Dungeon Eight would be the perfect place for her to do that.”

Wade turned to look at him. “I know we’ve talked about her before. Why do you think she’s ready now, when she clearly hasn’t been ready before?”

Mason shook his head. “I don’t know that she’ll ever be ready. But she definitely wants it. That’s why she’s here. Anyone else whose shift didn’t start for hours yet wouldn’t be here. It’s time for us to make a move on her if that’s what we want.”

“Oh, I definitely want her. But there’s something holding her back.”

“I know. She reminds me of a wild horse, never broken to bridle. I think you and I can deal with that problem between us.”

“It’ll be tricky. It might take a lot of work.”

“But I’m sure she’ll be worth it.”

Wade slapped him on the shoulder. “I agree. Let’s do it.”

Together they walked through the room to where Adelaide was still standing by the rack of women’s costumes. Up close he could see the enormous longing in her face. Hell yes, she was ready to play. All they needed to do was nudge her gently over the line and into their dungeon. She was theirs. She just didn’t know it yet.

“Hi, Adelaide. If you were to play a scene, which costume would you choose?” Wade asked her.

That’s a good question and an excellent way to open the conversation.

Adelaide startled and looked up at them both, flipping the hair off her face as she did so. Her big brown eyes were hot with need, but her body was tense. What the fuck was she afraid of?

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