Coming Soon from eXtasy Books!
Release Date: December, 2014
BLURB:
Just a
little Love Bite: When you ignore your senses, you can miss out on something
pretty important.
Daystrum Striplan,
second in command of the Esson vampire coven, knows he's been distracted the
past month or two. He just can't figure out what tugs at his mind...or
rather...whom. Every night Daystrum's
dreams are plagued by a slender male figure with striking blue eyes. When he
wakes, his fangs ache with the need to sink them into the man's column of
tanned flesh and taste his blood. Unfortunately, Daystrum can't remember where
or when--hell, even if--he's met the man in his dreams. Then, the evening of
the coven Christmas party, Daystrum scents the object of his obsession, Korbin
Harris. Unfortunately, he's not the only one who notices the human. Vargas, a
leading member of a visiting coven also expresses his interest, and that
vampire doesn't have to beg forgiveness for forgetting their first meeting...a
meeting that Korbin remembers. Can Daystrum earn the forgiveness and affection
of his wayward beloved?
Excerpt:
Daystrum followed the trail of
Korbin’s scent. Rounding the corner, he spotted Korbin pacing back and forth in
the hallways, three steps to the left, four steps to the right, and back again.
Korbin ran a hand through his short, black hair, then rested his hand on the
back of his neck and massaged the tendons there.
Even clearly agitated, Daystrum
found Korbin the sexiest man he’d ever seen. However, he didn’t like seeing the
young man so worked up. Unable to fight the need to soothe Korbin, Daystrum
started toward him.
Korbin had just hung up the phone
when Daystrum reached his side and rested a hand on his shoulder. The human
jerked sideways, away from his touch, as he spun to face him. Daystrum lifted
his hands in the universal easy does it
signal.
“Crap, you startled me,” Korbin
muttered. His cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink as he held his hand to his
chest. “Wh-What are you doing here?”
“I apologize,” Daystrum told him.
“I saw you slip away and wanted to make certain you were okay.” He paused,
thinking quickly, before adding, “I could scent that you were a bit upset.”
Waving a hand vaguely toward the phone Korbin held in his right hand. “Is
everything okay?”
Licking his lips, Korbin’s gaze
flicked from him to the wall toward the floor, back to his face again. “Uh,
n-no,” he said, shifting nervously from foot to foot. “My friend Paul needs
help.”
Korbin returned his free hand to
his neck again and massaged the tendons again, clearly agitated. He lowered his
gaze, then his cheeks flushed darker. As Daystrum watched, Korbin’s eyes
widened just a bit, then he snapped his head back up. His scent intensified.
Daystrum’s mouth watered with the
scent of Korbin’s blood rushing to his face, the life-giving force pounding
through the veins of his neck. The heady scent called to Daystrum. He took a
step forward and rested a hand on Korbin’s shoulder, his thumb rubbing over the
Korbin’s pulse point.
“Korbin.” Daystrum whispered the
human’s name, his body nearly vibrating with the need to pull the man into is
arms and make him his own. “Your smell—”
“I need to go,” Korbin whispered,
tension thrumming under Daystrum’s fingertips.
Daystrum lifted his other hand to
cup Korbin’s jaw. “And I need to taste your lips,” he whispered. “Then I will
take you anywhere you want to go.” Daystrum knew it was a bit heavy-handed, but
with the scent of Korbin’s arousal and blood causing his own senses to sing,
his need overruled his good sense.
Lowering his hold from his neck
to Korbin’s back, Daystrum tugged Korbin closer as he lowered his head. With
the hand Daystrum had on Korbin’s jaw, he tilted his human’s head up. First,
Daystrum brushed his lips over Korbin’s upper lip, then his lower, then he
sealed his mouth over Korbin’s.
Korbin let out a strangled gasp,
which Daystrum took full advantage of. He thrust his tongue out, slipping it
between Korbin’s lips. Swirling around Korbin’s mouth, Daystrum explored the
other man, enjoying his honey flavor mixed with a hint of beer. He lapped and
teased Korbin’s tongue, entreating him to join in exploration.
Finally, Korbin’s lips relaxed,
and he brought his free hand up to grip the lapel of Daystrum’s jacket. Leaning
into him, Korbin’s head tilted just a bit more and his tongue came out to lap
against Daystrum’s tentatively. Humming in appreciation, Daystrum suckled
gently on the appendage. Korbin whined, feeding Daystrum’s need.
Wanting to hear more of those
noises, Daystrum scraped his fang lightly over Korbin’s tongue. Korbin rewarded
him with a groan and a fisted—phone-filled—hand pressed against his hip.
Daystrum growled into his mouth, liking his soon-to-be lover’s responses. He wanted
more…and he sure as hell wanted Korbin as his own.
With that primal thought in mind,
when Korbin lapped at his fang, Daystrum changed the angle just enough to once
again scrape his fang across Korbin’s tongue. The prick, harder this time, drew
blood. Daystrum tasted the couple of beads that welled up, one sweet burst of
flavor after another.
My
beloved!
About Charlie:
Charlie
is a happily married mother of many four-legged furry animals. Born in Lakeland,
Florida, raised in Orchard Park, New York, and currently living in...heck,
yeah! I'm in Trail, Oregon! Been here just a short while & still getting
acclimated. The neighbors are awesome & the scenery wonderful... I'll try
not to let it distract me from writing to much.
Charlie has
seen her share of frigid winters, stifling hot summers, and dry windy days. You'll
often find her curled up on the sofa with her laptop and a cup of tea... or if
it's in the evening, a glass of red wine, letting her imagination create her
next book.
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Oh boy! I could use a loving nip or two! This sounds delicious!
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