Tempt Not the Cat [MultiFormat]
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eBook by J. C. Wilder
eBook Category: Romance/Fantasy
eBook Description: What will happen when the hunter becomes the hunted? A woman whose chances for love were destroyed? After surviving a brutal kidnapping, Erihn Spencer has spent the past eighteen years living in the shadows. Scarred both physically and mentally, she spends her days writing romance novels dealing with the type of relationship she's avoided. The night before heading into the mountains to start her new novel, a stranger approaches and shakes her world with one perfect kiss. A man who could be her savior? From the moment Fayne kisses her, the desire to possess this shy beauty is irresistible. Thrown together in a secluded house in the mountains, he's torn between his need for her and the secrets that are destined to force them apart. As Erihn struggles to break free from years of self- imposed isolation, he finds he is the one who is now trapped by his desires, his dark self. Their worlds collide and old secrets lead a bitter enemy to their door. This book has been previously published. Warning: This book contains werecats, vampires and immortals, OH MY! Along with animals, both wild and tame, über-creepy bad guys, wild monkey sex sans the monkeys and the blatant misuse of catnip.
eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., Published: 2009, 2009
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2009
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Heat shafted through her body when his grip on her waist tightened forcing her closer. His lips were warm and soft and with the faintest of movements he sent a cascade of shivers down her back. She sighed and he deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing her lips, gently coaxing, then demanding entry. She took him deep, their tongues tangled and his taste, darkly erotic, sinful, rocketed through her. A whimper caught in her throat.
She wanted to climb him like a tree, to sink into his firm flesh until he surrounded her like a blanket. His hair was silky against her fingers, his chest hard, unyielding. Something hard was pressing into her belly sending liquid warmth through her.
Thunderous applause yanked Erihn from the sensual haze. The stranger gave her lower lip a gentle nip before releasing him. He was strong against her. This stranger's taste was in her mouth, her lips, and her body screamed for more.
"Erihn," Vivian bellowed. "Can I have him when you're done?"
Stunned, Erihn shoved against his chest to gape at her friends. Too late, she realized her mistake. His hand moved her hair away to expose the left side of her face. She cringed when he touched her, his finger traced the scar that emerged from her hairline just above her ear to slash down through her cheek then along her jaw to the corner of her mouth.
The signature of a madman.