J. Rose Allister is an award-winning story writer and the
author of more than twenty-five romance and erotic romance novels. She lives in
Southern California with her actor/author husband, Michael Jade, and their
9-year-old daughter. When she isn't writing, she enjoys movies, reading, and
working hard on an invention to give her more hours in the day.
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Peter is eager to win a coveted job
at Wellington Enterprises. When he catches the eye of the sexy, yet dangerous
heir to the empire, Jarred Wellington, he gets a far different position than he
imagined--as mate to a man with a full moon secret. There is a price to pay for
the passion between them, however, including secrets Peter must be willing to
accept as well--even about himself.
Read an excerpt:
He’d meant to let Peter sleep
undisturbed for as long as he needed to. The man would need plenty of downtime
in order to help tame the changes in his body. But the sight of him stroking
himself in Jarred’s bed roused the sleeping wolf, and his baser instincts took
hold.
Jarred tore off his towel, flinging it
onto the floor before sliding silently under the sheet beside his new lover.
“My turn,” he said, and he climbed on
top of his still-slumbering mate’s thighs.
There was indeed a pair of boxer briefs
between them, as well as the hand Peter had shoved inside them. Jarred
impatiently pushed both out of the way and stared at the man’s body. His chest
had a nice smattering of hair, with a thinner line that trailed down his flat
stomach to the thick curls around his red, pulsing cock.
The urge to rake his nails along that
sensual flesh called to him, and Jarred gave in. He made sure to drag them over
the tiny brown buds of Peter’s nipples on the way down.
“Wakey wakey,” Jarred said in a
smoldering tone, and then he leaned over to pin both of Peter’s hands over his
head.
The nipples he’d dragged pink nail
marks across tightened, and he couldn’t resist. He pulled one into his mouth
and bit down gently.
Peter moaned lightly in his sleep and
shifted his hips.
“Wake the fuck up, Peter,” Jarred said
around that little hard nub. “Time to pay the price for dirtying my good suit
this morning.”
When he lifted his head, it was just in
time to see Peter’s eyes snap open. When they did, they fastened on him with a wickedly
supernatural azure glow.
“Then you shouldn’t have threatened to
force your way into the bathroom stall,” he replied hoarsely. His biceps flexed
with effort as he attempted to pull out of Jarred’s grip, but he clamped down
on the man’s wrists tighter.
“You know you have zero control,”
Jarred said, and with a tiny smile, he lifted himself up and scooted forward so
he was restraining Peter’s arms with his knees as well as a tight grip. “Which
is why I will wind up in charge.”
“I have no control? I was
minding my own business, sleeping here all innocent, when you decided to hop on
and hold me down.” His smoldering gaze slid erotically along Jarred’s body.
“Not that I’m complaining.”
“Your definition of ‘innocent’ needs
work. You had a choke hold on that magnificent, long dick of yours. I was
practically forced to take action before you started coming all over the clean
sheets I just changed this morning.”
He slid his hips forward until the tip
of his straining cock nearly touched Peter’s lips.
The man licked them and spoke in a
harsh whisper. “And did you change those sheets because you’d been dreaming
about me, Mr. No Control?”
“Shut up and suck my cock.” Jarred gave
Peter his best dirty little smile. “Bitch.”
The feral gleam in Peter’s eyes dialed
up even brighter. “Suck mine and I’ll think about it.”
Peter and the Wolf
by J. Rose Allister
Siren Bookstrand ManLove Classic
MM/Erotic Romance/Paranormal (werewolf)
Thanks for having me here on Wicked Wednesday, Elodie! I hope your readers enjoy the excerpt. :)
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