Lisabet Sarai has another yummy steamy romance hot off the presses – you won’t want to miss this one! Don’t forget to scroll to the end and enter the giveaway.
BLURB
When instinct tells Shaina to visit the feral cat trap she’s set in Central Park, she listens to that inner voice. She discovers she’s caged a magnificent black tom, but the cat inexplicably vanishes after she tends to his wounds. Seeking the missing feline, Shaina encounters instead a handsome stranger whose slightest touch sets her body on fire. As the day dawns after a night of ferocious passion, her mysterious lover is forced back into his true shape—the tomcat she rescued.
Born a cat, Tom was transformed into an unwilling shape shifter by a sorceress who craved a human plaything to satisfy her perverse lusts. Centuries old and irresistibly powerful, Delphine Montserrat will stop at nothing to find her runaway familiar. Shaina vows to do whatever is necessary to defeat the vicious but seductive witch and save the man she believes is her soul mate—even though it might mean losing him forever.
The Eyes of Bast was previously published by Totally E-Bound. This new edition has been revised and re-edited.
BOOK INFORMATION
Urban Paranormal Erotic Romance – Five Flames
27,500 words, 103 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN (Smashwords): 9798215395882
ASIN: B0C4LVYDLH
EXCERPT ~ X-rated
Before I could stop him, he was standing in front of me, looming over me. I had no sense of threat, however. I caught the heady scent of male sweat, woven with the sharpness of crushed vegetation. I felt the warmth radiating from his body. I sensed his power, sheathed, hidden, bubbling beneath the surface.
“You’re blocking the door, Shaina. You’ll have to move if you want me to go.”
Wordless, lost in the storm of emotion swirling through me, I stepped aside. He flipped open the deadbolt.
“Goodbye, beautiful one.”
“No…”
I didn’t intend to speak. The one-word plea emerged without any conscious decision. I reached for him, grasping his arm to hold him back. Some part of me knew that I shouldn’t, couldn’t allow him to leave.
Electricity shot through my arm, sizzled down my spine and ignited in my sex. I gasped.
“You feel it too, don’t you?” With one finger, he tipped my face toward his. His eyes were emeralds set in ebony. They were inexplicably familiar. I knew this stranger—recognized him at some fundamental level below rational thought.
Heat hummed through me, rippling out from that tiny spot on my chin where our skin met. I was acutely aware of my bare flesh under the thin cotton of my kimono, my nipples gathered into tight, throbbing knots, my thighs damp with fluid leaking from my cleft.
I held his gaze, allowing him to see the raw need he inspired. I was totally naked, open, silently inviting him to take me.
He bent to me. His breath warmed my cheek as I held my own in anticipation. Then his lips met mine and reality exploded into a riot of lush sensation. Colors flared around us, scarlet, vermillion, grass-green, velvety jet. A thousand scents teased my nostrils—the sweetness of fallen blossoms and ripe earth, summer-baked hay and rust-tinged water running over smooth stone. Sparks danced across my skin and burrowed beneath, racing through my blood to swell and soak me.
Just the chaste press of his closed lips had this effect. When he opened to slide his tongue into my mouth, a fever swept over me. I grabbed him, wrapping my arms around his back, plastering my body against his, mashing my hungry breasts against his solid chest. I wanted total contact. The parts of me that weren’t touching him felt lost, abandoned. A rigid bulk prodded my belly. I squirmed against him, thrilled by the promise of that hardness.
His tongue flicked across mine, rougher than I’d expected. He devoured me as though he was starved, gnawing on my lips then plunging deep inside. I felt every move in my pussy, as if that agile tongue rasped over my pulsing clit instead of my palate. My nipples were so tight they hurt. I ground my pubis against him, already trembling on the edge of orgasm.
I wanted—oh, how I wanted him! His mouth on my breasts, his tongue circling my clit, his cock driving into my liquefying depths! At the same time, I didn’t want the kiss to end. He tasted of the Chardonnay, sweet and spicy. He made me drunk. The world whirled around me as he sucked my tongue into his mouth then bit down until a hint of copper mingled with the wine.
“Oh…” I moaned into his mouth, only half in protest. He pushed the robe out of the way and let his hands wander over my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I was ready to burn.
He knew. He understood. He slid a finger into my trembling pussy, straight to the swollen button of flesh at the apex. One touch was all it took. I dissolved into liquid pleasure, borne away on a flood of near-unbearable sensation. Rational thought simply evaporated. There was nothing but my pleasure-ravaged body twitching in his embrace.
BUY LINKS
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ABOUT LISABET
Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, BookBub and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh
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Thanks so much for sharing my latest steamy romance with your readers, Adriana!
You are always welcome on my pages, Lisabet – congratulations on the release!