Happy Wednesday, folks. It's about high time I resurrected the midweek tease on my blog. You have missed me, right?!?
I'm taking today's tease from my story The Librarian and her Dragon, which is part of Evernight Publishing's Denying the Alpha Anthology. To set the scene, Annie hates the dentist, so much so that she's been putting off going to see one and is in dire straights. Lucky for her Gideon is not only a dragon shifter, but also a dentist...
“Stop staring at me as though I’m dessert and answer the question, you, you, impossible man. What did you do to me?” She touched her cheek and then studied her hand. “There was fire and shit.”
The speed which with she jumped off the chair would have done any shifter proud. She studied herself in the mirror on the wall, waves of anxiety pouring off her as she checked herself over.
“How is that even possible? I’m not burned, but there was fire.” Her gaze connected with mine in the mirror and her confusion hit me in the guts with the full force of a speed train.
“Dammit, talk to me. Tell me I’m not going mad, please.”
“You’re not going mad.”
Annie spun around, hands on hips, and glared at me. I swallowed hard and fisted my hands by my sides to hide my emerging claws. Her fury batted against my dragon’s fire, and I could barely hold him back. I knew she stared into his flames reflected in my eyes, felt myself grow an inch, especially as it wasn’t fear I sensed from her. Astonishment, curiosity, and above all annoyance, as confirmed by the way she stepped right into my personal space. So close that her breasts brushed my chest. She groaned, my dragon growled, and I shoved my hands into the back pockets of my jeans. Anything to stop myself from touching her, because if I did, there was no way I could stop the shift, and that wouldn’t end well. My dragon stood at well over twelve feet and with his wings fully extended you could easily triple the width. My practice would be torn to shreds.
Mercifully, she seemed as affected as I was by our close proximity, as she scowled, stepped back, and wrapped her arms around herself, as though she, too, had trouble keeping her hands off of me.
“That’s all you’ve got by way of an explanation, Mr. ‘You’re not going mad’.” She mimed quotation marks around that sentence and the sarcastic spin to her voice only served to make me harder. I so needed to shift, or fuck, and neither seemed on my cards in the near future, dammit.
She looked me up and down slowly, and heat rose in her cheeks when her gaze lingered on my groin. The short white coat I wore at work did nothing to hide my boner and the way she bit her lip…
“Jesus, woman, don’t do that. Makes me want to kiss you and as I value my gonads, I don’t think any such move on my part would end well for either of us.” Try as I might, I couldn’t keep my dragon’s growl out of my voice. Annie blanched and tore her gaze away from my dick.
“Damn right, big boy. I don’t know what the fuck is happening here, and that”—she gestured to my groin and made a sound somewhere between a moan and grunt—“is not coming anywhere near me.” She shook her head. “I won’t sleep with you, so you can just stop all this mumbo jumbo and take those contacts out. It’s pathetic. Are you a dentist or some form of wannabe magician? I should report you for—”
“For what?” My furious snarl interrupted her as I took a step toward her and she stepped back. I took another step and so on, a game we continued until her back hit the mirror and she was forced to crane her neck to look up at me. While I was careful not to touch her, this close to her, her scent wrapped itself around me, soothed the savage needs of my dragon, and he became a little easier to manage. The same couldn’t be said for my unruly cock. I’d have zip marks along its length at this rate, especially as she grew wet for me. She might fight her attraction to me, but she wanted me. Thank you, Gaia.
I forced my mind off imagining how sweet she would taste or the sounds she’d make as she came under my tongue and got back on subject.
“Tell me, little goose, what would you report me for? The fact that I saved your tooth, and you’re now healed? Yes, saved.” I dropped my voice on that last word because she looked all set to argue with me some more. “You left it so late to seek treatment you’d have needed a shitload of antibiotics and might still have lost that tooth. At the very least, painful and invasive procedures to fix it.” Tears shimmered in her eyes, as it no doubt dawned on her that I was right, and dammit, my anger fled seeing those. I gentled my voice and stepped back to give her room. “I get the whole being afraid of the dentist thing, but, Jesus, woman, don’t jeopardize your health like that. You have no idea how ill you were or could have become. You need to take care better of yourself or so help me, I’ll tan that backside of yours until you listen to me.”
That earned me a shove to the chest like I’d hoped it would. Not that she achieved to move me at all, but my little speech had worked. The gut-wrenching tears were replaced by fury as she glared up at me.
“You lay one finger on me without my consent and I’ll have you arrested for assault.”
I couldn’t help my smirk at the slight distinction she made without seeming to have realized it.
“Who says I wouldn’t have your consent, little goose?”
That shut her up momentarily. Seeing her speechless gave me a secret thrill and I knew I was grinning like a loon when she finally found her voice.
“You’re so full of yourself, aren’t you? If you think for one minute that I’ll submit to any man, let alone you, then you’re even more deluded than your stupid stunts.”
“You just haven’t met the right man to submit to yet, my sweet goose.” I stepped back further and sure enough, she erupted.
Arms flailing in her agitation, she stamped her foot and growled. The cutest, most ineffective little growl, but nonetheless it made my dragon insanely happy to hear it. Our children would sound like that. The thought of her round and heavy with my child made my grin deepen. We seemed light years away from that, but a man can dream.
“How fucking dare you, and stop grinning at me.” She poked her index finger into my chest repeatedly as she spoke. “And do not call me a goose.”
“Why not?” I asked. “You remind me of one, after all.”
For the second time today, she appeared lost for words.
“That’s… You’re so rude. I know I’m not some stick-thin model type, but I’m not round and I neither waddle nor quack or whatever the hell geese do, so how dare you.”
I crossed my arms over my chest and cocked an eyebrow at her which only seemed to infuriate her further.
“Wrong again, little goose. I call you that because geese are fierce little warriors when the need arises. Romans used them as guards after all, and your spirit sure matches that. As for your curves…” I paused and deliberately let my gaze wander over her figure. “I love your body, and I can’t wait to mark it when you finally stop fighting us. I want to suck on those tits and bury my cock between them. Can’t wait to see them bounce while I fuck you so hard I’ll ruin you for any other man. I love flesh to hold on to while I torture my woman with pleasure, and make no mistake about it, Annie Taylor, you are mine. Every delectable, wobbly inch of you is mine.”
Some happily-ever-afters take more effort than others...
The strong alpha heroes in our anthology are determined to claim their mates—but their women are anything but submissive. They'll have to work twice as hard to get what they want. It'll be a power struggle as the alphas and their women learn that the volatile energy between them is the beginning of something wonderful.
These nine hand-picked stories are hot enough to curl your toes. Get ready to fall in love with an alpha.
Caleb by Loralynne Summers
Crossing Boundaries by Rose Wulf
Guarding What's Hers by Kait Gamble
The Librarian and Her Dragon by Doris O'Connor
Eagle's Seduction by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Make Her Purr by Sam Crescent and Stacey Espino
Claiming the Coyote by Roberta Winchester
My Very Soul by Tesla Storm
Bearly Caught by Sarah Marsh
Blurb for the Librarian and her Dragon
Annie Taylor does not just drop her knickers for any man, no siree, not this librarian. Especially not the leader of the notorious Dragoons. If only said piece of underwear wasn’t in danger of self-combusting, whenever the mountain of a man is near. It should be illegal for any man to smell that good.
Dragon shifter Gideon Jackson certainly doesn’t expect to meet his mate in the library, let alone for her to be a snarky little human, determined to give him a hard time about everything. What the woman needs is a trip over his knee to be taught some manners. So much for his considering himself a modern, educated man.
The gloves are off when it comes to fighting for his mate.
If they ever stop arguing they might just discover true Magick.
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Til next time, and do stay naughty, folks.