Happy middle of the week to you, guys. As ever, big thanks to Angelica Dawson who makes the tease possible every week. I'm teasing from my upcoming release Marked by the Dragon, which is now avilable for pre-order.
So, to set the scene, Kerry has just had an impromptu interview of sorts with Duncan and his receptionist, who is leaving to have her baby, and she is now on her own with him in his shop and well, you'll see...
Kerry wanted the ground to swallow her whole when, having locked the door, the brooding hunk of a male turned his full attention on her.
Oh my God, I’m on my own with him, and I don’t know anything about him.
Some of her panicked thought processes must have shown on her face, because Mr. Sex-on-legs frowned, and then smiled at her. He no doubt meant that to be reassuring, but it had the opposite effect on Kerry. There was just something about this man, a hint of danger, which should have made her run to the hills for cover, yet didn’t. He looked as though he wanted to eat her alive, and that really shouldn’t have made her body respond in the way it did. His nostrils flared as though he could smell the wetness between her legs, and he watched her with that single-minded intensity that she’d first noticed when he’d appeared out of the back room.
No man had ever looked at her like that, and it was unnerving to the extreme. Especially as there had been so many far-more-attractive women in the room at the time. Kerry liked her body well enough, but she knew she could never compete with the skinny type most men of her acquaintance seemed to prefer. The women in her family had always been on the cuddly side, and no amount of exercise or, heaven forbid, dieting would ever cure Kerry of her more-than-ample curves in all the wrong places. Besides, she liked her food, and she would have to half starve herself in an effort to lose a few pounds.
No, that just wasn’t her. Straightening her shoulders, she pulled a deep breath into her lungs to steady her nerves. Unfortunately, that only served to bring Duncan’s delicious scent closer into her consciousness. She couldn’t place it, and he certainly didn’t look the sort to wear cologne. No, this was all him. Earthy, spicy, with a hint of smoke, not of the nicotine kind either. If she had to put a name to it, she would have said the open fire kind of smoke, which made no sense at all, and she was so losing the plot to even be thinking all of these things.
What the hell is wrong with me? Get. A. Grip. And stop ogling the man as though he’s the holy grail of all things manly.
That internal pep talk meant she could at least get a reply of sorts out her parched throat.
“I thought I already had an interview?” she asked, and inwardly winced at the wobbly cadence of her voice.
Duncan smiled a slow, lazy grin, which crinkled up the corners of his eyes. His deep amber eyes twinkled in amusement.
“We both know that wasn’t an interview but an interrogation. Miri is fierce when it comes to me.” He shrugged and ran a hand through his shoulder-length brown hair. A woman could envy the perfectly straight way those silky-looking strands hung. If Kerry was to attempt to let hers grow, it would result in nothing but frizz.
His smile showed even white teeth set off to devastating effect against his dark-brown beard. Normally speaking, Kerry didn’t go for men with beards, but on this man, the neatly trimmed facial hair simply added to the whole bad-boy vibe he had going for him. The magnificent dragon tattoo on his left arm rippled with the movement as he brought his arm back down. It almost made the dragon come alive, as his keen eyes seemed to look straight at Kerry.
Yes, that’s it. I’ve gone insane. It’s the Scottish air.
There was far too much countryside surrounding Inverness for a city girl like her. Not that there seemed to be much air in the shop right now, not with Duncan watching her so closely. His mere presence made it difficult to breathe, which should have been ridiculous, had she not witnessed Miri’s reaction to what Kerry presumed had to have been her husband and Master. While Kerry hadn’t had the same visceral reaction to this Mark, she had certainly appreciated the man’s presence. He simply had dominant male written all over him. After her last experience in the world of kink, that should have sent her running, yet Miri’s response had put Kerry at ease. Those two were clearly in a loving Dom/sub relationship, not like…
She pushed those thoughts firmly away into the locked box they belonged in and concentrated instead on the positives. Miri’s husband had that same air of quiet command about him as Duncan possessed, and one she couldn’t help but respond to. The single-minded determination to take care of Miri had been written in every feature. He’d also been impossibly tall, well over six feet, which made Miri and him a decidedly odd-looking couple. She’d barely reached mid-chest on him.
At least Kerry had a few good inches on Miri, yet Duncan still towered over her. Add to that his muscle bulk, and it was more than enough to make her feel small and feminine, and as though she were his prey.
Now, where had that thought come from? Maybe because of the gravelly timbre of his voice? It reminded Kerry of a large predator on the prowl.
Yep, loco. That’s me. Think of something else, for goodness’ sake
[Siren Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Contemporary Paranormal Romance, shape-shifter, M/F, HEA]
Fainting is a perfectly appropriate response to being confronted by a huge dragon—right?
While humans have been marked for and by the dragons for centuries, they do not know dragons exist. So, tattoo artist and dragon shifter Duncan Strannach faces a unique problem when he scents his very human mate.
Kerry Jo Watson cannot understand the insane attraction she feels to this muscle-bound, broody, and clearly dominant man. She came here to get a tattoo checked, not lust over the artist—or get a job as his receptionist. She’s determined to not get involved with the boss.
Duncan needs Kerry’s submission of her own free will, and it kills him to keep his distance. The “I turn into a fire-breathing dragon” revelation tends to wreak havoc on a relationship, not to mention the décor. In the end, it’s all rather simple. They’re dragon mates, and when Kerry accepts the dominance of her Sir, magic happens.
Scheduled for Release 9th August and available on pre-order now at Bookstrand
Til next time, and do stay naughty, folks.