Human vs. Shifter -- Josh's story is live! #pnr #shifters
Human vs. Shifter -- Josh's story is live!
The Royal Pride series continues with Favorite
Obsession. Josh has a few obstacles in his way of claiming Mira
as his. There's the little issue of their species difference, a prophecy,
and a few extra twists tossed in, but he's up for the challenge. Nobody
will take Mira from him. Ever.
Step into their forbidden love story today!
Wishing you love, health, happiness, and plenty of time to read,
Royal Pride, book 3
Forbidden is in the eye
of the beholder.
As a human living among shifters, Josh Conway is expected to
abide by Pride law. But he’s never been very good at following rules. He’d
rather make his own. The habit has gotten him in trouble over the years,
but it’s all about the endgame. And this time he knows exactly what he
wants—the gorgeous feline shifter who’s off-limits.
Mira is his. He knew it the moment he looked into her eyes. Of course,
convincing her of the truth involves overcoming a prophecy, her protective
family, and the little issue of them being different species. No big deal.
He’ll figure out a way to make it work. His mind is made up. He’s not
letting his woman go. Ever.
With one hand next to her hip and the other over her head,
he bent close. “When were you planning to break the news to me?”
Ugly brown contacts hid Mira’s breathtaking yellow feline eyes. They didn’t
dim the lust simmering in her eyes. She held his gaze for a long moment
before focusing on his lips. She licked hers.
Her voice with its rich, lulling European accent had the same effect on him
it always did. His cock thickened, and every damn inch of his body ached to
have hers rubbing against it, preferably sweaty and in the throes of
He moved closer so she could feel what she did to him. Her breath escaped
in a shaky rush. “Don’t play dumb. Why didn’t you tell me they’re going to
force you to take a mate?”
She surprised him by laying her cheek against his chest, right over his
heart. “Lena told you?”
He rested his chin on top of her dyed-brown hair, another camouflaging
technique she used. Without the fake dye job, her beautiful locks were a
patchwork of shades—red, blonde, chestnut, and black. Beautiful and
downright mesmerizing, exactly like the woman.
“I should’ve heard it from you.”
“Don’t make this difficult. Haven’t we suffered enough?”
That was the understatement of the century. Heated glances and brushes of
fingertips had been all they could get away with. The shifters watched Mira
too closely for more. They didn’t want her involved with him. Stern
lectures delivered to her and fists to his face had kept them apart. For
their own good, of course.
He slid his palm around her lower back and tugged her closer so she pressed
along the length of his body. Her fresh, spring-rain scent enveloped him.
“Yeah, we have, and it’s about time we stop ignoring this.”
Her weary sigh would’ve irritated him a couple of hours ago and so would’ve
the excuse he knew she’d utter next. Not anymore. The rules got tossed out
the window tonight. Time to make new ones.
He slipped his hand under the back of her shirt. Smooth, soft skin met his
touch. He inched his fingers along the edge of her waistband, tempting and
She pushed against his chest. “Stop. What if one of the others sees us?”
“Fuck ’em. I’m not letting them take you away from me. Not now and not in a
month.” He settled his hand on her denim-covered bottom. “The only man
who’s going to wake up in your bed is me.”
Excerpt #2 (Adult excerpt)
“How did you get in here?”
He chuckled. “I picked the lock.”
She waited for him to say something else, maybe close the distance between
them. He did neither. He merely watched her. Lust hazed his eyes, but so
did patience and confidence. He wore the look of a male who knew exactly
how he affected his woman.
“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be home with Megan?”
“She’s with Jazz.” He crooked one finger. “Come here, kitten.”
Her breaths quickened. She took several steps before she forced herself to
stop. Hands clenched, she shook her head. “I told you I need time to think.
I haven’t yet. Please go home.”
Instead of arguing, he held his hand out, palm up. “Think later. We need
each other. Come here.”
She did need him. Micah’s visit had chilled her, but Josh could warm her.
Her dignity stopped her from running to him. She slowly closed the distance
between them. As she approached, he adjusted his position on the couch so
both bare feet hit the floor and created an inviting spot on his lap.
He waited until she placed her hand in his before tugging her close. She
settled over his groin, the hard line of his arousal pushing along the seam
of her sex.
“That’s better.” He wrapped his hands around her waist and used his hold to
seat her more firmly over his trapped erection. The soft material of her
pants allowed her to feel the strength pressed against her. A soft sigh
fell from her lips.
“Do you enjoy feeling what you do to me? How damn hard I get for you?” He
brushed a wisp of hair from her cheek. “Or are you thinking about riding my
cock and wondering if I’ll let you?”
Yes. Both. She bit the inside of her cheek instead of voicing the truth.
The teasing lilt to his voice lightened her heart. She smiled. “Feeling a
little cocky tonight?”
He dropped his head against the cushion and peered at her through
half-lidded eyes. “No, kitten. Confident. I know what you want, and I’m
here to give it to you.”
Unable to resist, she stroked his arms from elbow to shoulder. Muscles
tensed under her fingertips. “What do I want?”
She forced a chuckle past her lips. “I was right. Cocky.”
He grinned at her.
She folded her forearms over his chest and leaned closer. “As much as I
enjoyed what we did together, we shouldn’t have sex again. I really do have
to think about everything.” She trailed her fingertips along his jaw.
The easy agreement struck her as fishy. She eased back and met his eyes.
Another lopsided smile graced his mouth. “Like I said, I’m here to give you
what you need. We don’t have to fuck for me to do that.”
She studied him for some clue as to his motive but the lust darkening his
eyes and the confidence emanating from him confused her. He wanted sex. The
thick rod nudging her clit left little room for misinterpretation.