By: Dahlia Rose | Other books by Dahlia Rose
Published By: Dahlia Rose Unscripted
Published: Jun 24, 2012
ISBN # 9781936668762
Published By: Dahlia Rose Unscripted
Published: Jun 24, 2012
ISBN # 9781936668762
Word Count: 19,201
Available in: Epub, HTML, Microsoft Reader, Mobipocket (.mobi), Adobe Acrobat
DescriptionTempest Boliene was named after the hurricane she was born in twenty-seven years ago to her gypsy family. In Cormina, Louisiana a small town that was close to the swampland with a fragile ecosystem she was known for her visions. In her little house close to the river she was quite content to be in her garden, and she didn't much care what the small town people said about her. One night in the middle of a fierce storm her visions were brutal, and her second sight showed her a new path that her life was going to take with people she hardly knew. Instinct always told her that Alex Wakefield and Dominic Cross were more than just men, and she tried to stay a healthy distance away. That was going to be difficult now since she saw herself as their mate and her destiny was intertwined with theirs. Her mind's eyes had shown her that they were meant to be a party of three, and her visions were never wrong.
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Excerpt:The wind picked up again by the time they had come back to the house, which meant that they had to make a mad dash to the front door. She’d changed into jeans and a fitted T-shirt while she was home. Luckily, she had the common sense to grab an umbrella, which Alex held over their heads. But with the wind blowing in all directions, she still got damp on the way to the wide wrap-around patio of the plantation house. Unable to help herself, she laughed and spread her arms wide.
“I don’t know what you’re so happy about. It was raining three days before the damn storm came to shore,” Alex grumbled.
“And it will rain three days more,” Tempest grinned up at him. “This is a healing rain for the land. The swap was dry and had too much algae on the surface of the water and it was killing the fish. The gators were getting restless. After this, you’ll see the blue herrings come back and start nesting. It will all balance back out.”
“You really love this place, don’t you?” Alex asked gently. “Even after all they have done to you here?”
Tempest nodded. “This place has nothing to do with the small-minded people who live here. Why did you come here?”
“For peace and to be able to run freely in our wolf form.” Alex stepped closer. “And now you’re here.”
Tempest put her hand on his chest and felt his heat. His chest was hard and smooth beneath the thin cotton shirt he had put on before driving her to her house.
“So I’m here and you’re here. What happens now?” She tilted her head up to his.
“Damn, baby. I kiss you long and hard,” he muttered.
She closed her eyes as his lips met hers and gave a soft moan as he tempted her mouth open and slipped his tongue inside. He could kiss. Lord, he could kiss. It ignited a fire in her belly that spread like wildfire throughout her body. And when he pulled her closer and deepened the kiss, Tempest accepted willingly. She felt his hand move from her neck into her hair. With a quick move, he had her pressed against the wall of the house. A low growl escaped him and he lifted her off her feet and pinned her to the wall with his body. She felt his hardening cock between her thighs as he moved against her sensuously. Tempest moaned. He made her ache and want more.
“Did you start the party without me?” Dominic drawled.
Alex lifted his head from hers, but didn’t look over to his friend. Instead, he kept his gaze fixed on her and ran a finger over her lips.
“You’re just in time,” Alex murmured. “Kiss her and see that she belongs to us.”
Her feet barely touched the floor of the patio before Dominic had her pinned again. He lifted one of her legs around his waist before cupping her ass cheek and taking her lips. His tongue penetrated her mouth and his hips mimicked a thrust that would send his cock deep into her core. But the barrier of their clothes kept that intimacy away, yet the sensation caused her to whimper. One kiss didn’t nullify the other; instead, having tasted them both, Tempest wanted more. She wanted to feel Alex’s hand on her skin. Dominic’s cock buried inside her. Alex’s mouth against her pussy, tasting her. Her wanton thoughts and the feeling of Dominic rubbing against her center, the friction of cloth against her clit, made her come. She arched and tensed, crying out against his lips before her body shuddered.
“Oh, fuck, baby, I love it,” Dominic said against her mouth. He pressed harder against her and she bit her lip to hold back another moan. “I want more, baby. Do it again.”
“Oh, God, I’m so sorry,” she gasped and pressed her face against his chest, embarrassed. “That’s never happened before. I feel like… Oh, shoot.”
Alex chuckled softly, now standing next to where Dominic had her pinned to the wall. “You were excited; you came. There’s no need to apologize for it. Hell, I wanted to see it happen.”
Dominic sighed. “I should move. I really need to step away, but my body is not obeying me. Alex, can you help me out?”
His friend did as he asked and pushed him away. Tempest instantly missed their heat as the wind blew cold rain onto the patio.
“Come inside. Let’s get out of the elements,” Alex said. “I can actually make pretty good hot chocolate, except for that one time I burned the milk.”
Tempest knew the change in conversation was to take all their minds off the need building between them. Inside, she sat in front of the fireplace and sipped the cup of hot chocolate that Alex had brought her.
“Show me your wolves,” she said impulsively.
Alex, who was lying on the sofa shirtless, his bare feet hanging over the side, was reading a book. Dominic was sitting on the floor with his back against the sofa, tackling a huge two thousand piece puzzle on the glass surface of the coffee table. He also had only pants on—no socks, shoes or shirt. She figured out pretty quickly that they didn’t like clothes much because as soon as they came into the house they kicked off their shoes and socks before practically ripping off their shirts and throwing them to the side.
“Why?” Alex asked.
“I’ve only seen you in my visions. It’s your second nature and if we’re together I need to know both sides,” Tempest said. “I won’t be afraid. You can be free in front of me. Shed your human skin for a while. I can see you both want to.”
“The rain has kept us from running like we usually do,” Dominic admitted.
“Instead of doing a puzzle or reading which I know you’re actually not,” she said with a sigh, “take the shape of your wolf.”
Alex and Dominic stood and they watched her as they took off their clothes. She forced herself to take a breath and then another because their nakedness was so magnificent. Their bodies were sculpted and hard, muscles rippled and bunched under their skin. She wanted to reach out and trace their skin with her fingertips just as much as she wanted to see them transform to their second nature. Alex bent forward and a low growl escaped his lips. She watched his body ripple as a shiver ran down the length of his back.
Dominic’s lips pealed back and a snarl escaped him. Soon, she saw legs change and muscles reform and fur replace skin. Only seconds ago, two men stood before her and now they were two of the largest wolves she had ever seen. Wolves were not animals of the bayou; yet, because the land was so vast, no one would think twice if the were seen. Both were amazing. Unable to resist, she moved towards them and touched their fur. It was so soft she caressed them down the length of their backs. Alex, the black wolf, nudged her shoulder and she laughed huskily. She rubbed him one more time and pressed her face into the fur of his neck. Dominic, not to be outdone, padded forward and she gave him the same affection. They lay at her feet and she moved to where Dominic was sitting moments before and began to work on his puzzle. She hummed a tune that was in her head and both wolves seemed content to lie next to her and place their large heads on her lap. Tempest was amazed at how at ease she felt in this new, strange situation. Sitting in the living room with two wolves was quite unusual to say the least. She reached down to stroke their heads and grinned. Luckily, for them, she was a very unusual girl.
Reader Reviews (1)
Submitted By: same on Nov 10, 2012Not one of her better books. Seemed rushed in terms of writing; any time the author indicates the character is demanding the love interest/s to "take your clothes off" and they arrived naked, shows the book was not really reviewed or the writer was not paying attention.