Wednesday, November 9, 2016

NEW RELEASE - A Bear for Two Big Cats

Henry Ashland takes one look across the dinner table at two of the hottest males he’s ever seen and hatches a plan to dive head first into some outrageous trouble. After a late night race across Bear Mountain—one Henry might or might not have thrown—he has to offer up payment in the form of his body. At the end of a wild round of sex, Henry knows one night will never be enough with the lusty felines, but the ground rules had been set in stone before their little game commenced.

No strings, one night of fun. No more, no less.

Lion shifter Leo can’t get the bear out of his mind after their night together, no matter the rules. But their ménage has opened an old wound between him and his best friend, cheetah shifter, Speed—one that might never heal.

When Speed turns his back on Leo, telling the lion to move on without him, Leo has a choice to make—save a dying relationship or seek out a new one with Henry.

But Henry has ideas of his own. He’ll sacrifice his own chance at a happily ever after in the process.


Twisted E-Publishing

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A languid smile crossed Speed’s handsome face. His full lips looked so damned kissable that Henry nearly leaned in and tested his hypothesis.

“That’s some kind of smack talk you got going there, bear.” Speed cast a glance at Leo before turning back to Henry. “We gonna let him get away with that?”

Speed’s smile was apparently contagious. It began to cross Leo’s face as well. “I suppose we should have him put his money where his mouth is. What’s the wager, Henry?”

Henry’s heart thundered in his chest. Here was his chance. He just had to find the right words…

“I win… I, of course, get bragging rights…” His mind raced, and he tried to get the nerve to offer what he really wanted to offer. But fear made him chicken out at the last second. “And you two have to cook dinner for two weeks at my house… and do the dishes.”

Cook dinner? Dishes? Could he get any lamer?

Speed looked toward Leo before the both of them slowly turned back and eyed him closely.

“And if you lose?” Speed asked, one brow arching over a golden eye.

Say it! Fucking say it. “I don’t know. What… do you want?”

Speed turned and looked at Leo again before they both nodded, silently agreeing to whatever was to come. Speed turned back, that wicked grin of his growing even wider. “You lose, we take you to bed for the night.”

Heat blazed through his body, Speed voicing the words he’d been too cowardly to speak. He closed his eyes a moment, his equilibrium making him sway some in the cool night air. The earth felt like it had slipped on its axis and the whole world was tilting to one side. When it finally righted itself, he pinned Speed with a stare.

Henry felt his lips move, but no sound came out. His mouth grew dry, the Sahara taking up residency between his teeth and uvula. He watched the heated looks growing on both male’s faces, and it only added to the inferno within.

His cock was hard as stone in an instant—although it had been at half-mast most of the night, thinking about these two surrounding him. The thought of being their boy toy for the night had his mind incapable of conscious thought.

“Agreed?” Speed asked, taking a step closer and making it even harder for Henry to think straight.

He took a step back unconsciously. It was the last thing he wanted to do—to make the pair think he wasn’t interested, if they truly wanted what he thought they wanted. His feet worked with a mind of their own.

“All that smack talk dry up?” Leo asked, grinning.

“I knew he’d think twice when he heard the terms,” Speed said. “Too bad.” Both males turned away.

“Agreed,” Henry spat, his dry mouth and throat spitting the words out, the sound raw and uncertain.

Leo and Speed twisted to face him again. The nearly full moon overhead washed over them, giving them an eerie, ghostly look. It didn’t take away from their good looks. It only made them shine in the night, their skin glowing under the illumination.

“Agreed,” Henry reiterated, a little more firmly the second time around. He relaxed his body, as much as he could, acting as if every muscle hadn’t grown taut with anticipation. “If you win, which is doubtful,” he added, knowing he was most definitely talking pure and utter trash at this stage.

He had no plans of winning their contest. Not when the reward for losing was what he truly wanted.

Speed’s smile returned. “If we win? There’s no way in hell I’m losing.”
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