Acting practice

First of all let me tell you that I have always been and will probably always be petrified of thunder and lightning storms.  While I love the look of lightning in pictures there is just something about being in the middle of the storm that scares me.

That being said let me tell you how great an actress I must have been last night. 

I started reading Alicia White's His Mating Mark yesterday and couldn't go to sleep until I finished it. By the time I finished it was about 12:30 am.  I put my kindle away knowing I needed to be up at 5 to go to work. 

I know more than rolled over and got comfy when I heard thunder in the distance.  Over the next few minutes it got louder until the house started shaking from the loudness. I knew it was going to be right on top of us soon.  Checking the weather report quickly on my phone I see a weather alert.

SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING!!

Cloud to ground lightning, an inch of rain in less than an hour, high winds, and damaging hail. 

GREAT!!!

Psyching myself up I say "I can do this. It's outside. Nothing can hurt me in the house. Everything will be fine."  Few minutes later the rain starts. And by rain I mean sheets of water pouring down. Within seconds the rain turns to hail. I can hear the balls of ice hitting the roof.  

Knowing the my daughter is also scared of the storms I decided I had to check on her as her and her slightly older brother (who can sleep through anything) were camping out in the living room.  As I get ready to leave the bedroom to go check on her my husbands fire pager goes off reporting a house fire.  My first thought of course was that that house got struck by the lightning so me being "Anal, anything bad that can happen WILL happen Mom" woke my teenager up and made him go downstairs with me so that we would all be in the same room if anything happened.  He of course being a teenager though I was crazy and didn't want to get up.  After telling him to get up or I was going to carry him down the stairs he got up and followed me.

We get to the bottom of the stairs.  I have a very protective boxer who thinks he is vicious   My horribly scary dog was curled up in the smallest ball he could in his crate with his head hidden under his blanket whining. 

My daughter is also awake sitting up on the couch staring out the window.  I sit with her and tell her it's just a  storm while the entire time I'm also looking out the window wondering how bad it's going to get.  Every time the sky would light up and the thunder would boom she would jump.  I must say that I am very proud of myself. I wanted to hide in my bed with the covers over my head and earphone with loud music but because I hope my daughter will eventually grow out of her fear I stayed up with her until the storm passed.  I must have been a pretty convincing actress because before long she was sound asleep again. 

Finally at 2am I went to bed but laid awake unable to get my brain to shut off.  Three hours later my alarm went off and I wanted to throw my phone across the room. Instead I got up and headed to work. Yay me!! 

Due to a family emergency I ended up staying at work for only two hours but I'm still exhausted. 

The strangest part about the whole night was the fact that I know if my daughter wasn't scared of the storm or the kids hadn't been home I would have been hiding in fear.  It's amazing what you can do for you child. Even if it's as simple as not letting them see your fear so they can overcome theirs.  

Traveling with Plastic Surgery Barbie

As some of you know if you follow me on facebook I recently traveled from New York to Florida.  This is my fourth trip this year in an attempt to get a job and move south and each time I travel I find new and exciting, if not crazy people in airports and on the planes.  This trip was no exception.  

Getting ready to board the first flight the man at the counter announces that since there are so few passengers please sit in the last four rows of the plane regardless of what your ticket says your seat assignment says.  One woman asked why. The response was "to balance the weight." I thought she was going to faint right there.  All the color drained from her face. I'm not sure if she thought the plane would crash or if she just felt she needed to sit in her assigned seat.  She asked several time and told him she was supposed to be in seat 3B. I think he had to explain to her about six times where to sit. 

The rest of the boarding and flight was fine except it may have been the bumpiest flight I have ever been on. Then the airport was so big that I had to just about run to the gate for my next flight.  I didn't have time to go to the bathroom but I did make two minutes time to stop at a Starbucks for my Dirty Chai on the way (you  have to have your priorities you know).

The next flight was much larger on a plane that could carry 144 people. The flight was fairly full but I did have an empty seat between me and who I will now call PSB (Plastic Surgery Barbie).  She received this nickname from me because of the first conversation I had with her.  The very first words out of her mouth were "Wow, I thought I was short but you're even shorter than me." I just nodded my head and said "Yup." 

"So how tall are you anyway?"

"4' 9 1/2" (Yes I am short)

"Wow that really is short. I'm 5'4"

"Okay" 

"I don't know many people shorter than me. I used to be only 5'3" but I had surgery and it made me taller.  I've had lots of surgeries." She then went on to tell me about them all. Hence the PSB nickname. She even asked me where I was going. "Ummmmm.....Florida unless maybe I get adventurous and decide to parachute out over the Carolina's or something."  She did get it. *face palm*

She stopped talking so I put my earphones in and turned my music on. I was excited, first I wouldn't have to share my arm rest with anyone and second I could get some writing done that I needed to work on.   (Until I realized there was no tray table to put my laptop on because I was in an window exit row. Yes I had another blonde moment but this story isn't about me it's about PSB.)

Or so I thought!!

While we are sitting at the gate she takes off her six inch wedge shoes and puts on socks. Okay, no problem, her feet must get cold on planes.  She turns sideways in her seat and leans against the window placing her legs over the armrest and her feet in the seat between us. Next we are taxiing to the runway for take off.  She gets out a tupperware type bowl and a fork.  She proceed to eat what I think was Ramen Noodles, quickly eating it before take off.  I'm not sure why she felt the need to finish her dinner before the plane took off but oh well. 

After take off I found (with the help of the guy across the isle getting his out) the tray table that was no nicely tucked in the armrest.  I get the laptop out and powered up.  Just opened my writing program and start typing.  There are two armrests and a whole seat between us that she has her feet on. I felt more than saw her put her feet down and lean over the seat toward me.  When I turned  my head her face was about four inches from mine.  

Pulling my earphones out one ear. "Yes?"

"Whatcha doin?"

"Writing."

"Writing what?"

"A book."

"What kinda book?"

"Erotica."

WAIT FOR IT!!

"OH like 50 Shades of Grey?!?!"

"No." (I swore one more person asked me this question I was going to slap them but I controlled myself)

"Oh........So can I read it?"

"Yes as soon as it's edited and published."

"Well can't I just read it while you're writing?"

"No that's not how it works. I'm about 3/4 of the way through the book. It wouldn't make sense. I would be happy to email you a copy of it when it's published if you really want to read it." (Anything to get her to be quiet so I could work)

"Oh that would be great."

She sits back in her seat and I replace my earphones and begin writing again. I get about two sentences written when I feel her close again.  

"Yes?"

"Why can't I see the screen?"

"Because it has a privacy filter on it."

"Why?"

"So no one but me can read it."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want everyone to be able to read what I'm writing until after the books are finished and released."

"Oh okay. So do you have other books?"

"Yes they can be found on SirenBookstrand, Amazon and Barnes and Noble."

"Cool I will have to look for them. (she did not ask me my name or the name of the books) Are they any good?" 

She seriously asked me if my own books were any good. Who asks someone that? How am I supposed to reply? Am I supposed to say "No they suck." or "Yes they are amazing."?  I told her I thought they were pretty good and I believe most people that I have talked to think the same way. 

"Do you have a copy with you I could read?"

"No they are ebooks and I don't have my print copy of the first one yet." Now had I been a smart person and been thinking at the time I would have gotten my kindle out and let her read them from there just to get some peace and quiet to get something done. But NO I didn't think of that until afterward.  So she continues to interrupt me and try to read what I'm writing. I finally gave up on getting anything done and packed the laptop away. 

Thinking it would be easier to pretend to be asleep than to be rude to her and ask her to stop talking I put my earphone back in and leaned my head back.  I was apparntly really tired and felt myself drifting off to sleep.  The next thing I know I'm being poked (and I don't mean a gentle tap) in the shoulder. Out of reflex both my hands came up and I was prepared to defend myself against the unknown poker. 

"Hey are you awake?" 

She didn't even realize how close she was to getting hit. Never EVER touch a sleeping person. Some people swing first, ask questions later. I am one of those people, especially in a strange setting where I can't believe I fell asleep in the first place. 

"I am now. What do you need?"

"Do you want a Pringle." First off who offers a stranger they just met on a plane a pringle and second who can eat just ONE pringle?"

"No thanks I'm good."

"Okay but if you change your mind just let me know."

"Okay."

Earphones back in, music on, drifting off again.

Poke, Poke.

"What?"

"What are you listening to?"

"Music."

"Oh okay."

Music back on. 

Poke, poke, POKE!!

"What?"

"Did you see that?" She points to the TV that's playing some sitcom I've never seen.
"No. I was trying to sleep."

"Oh well, so and so did this and said this. Isn't that funny?"

"Hilarious."

Music back on. I feel her move closer to me.  I grind my teeth together. 

"Do not touch me. PLEASE." The please was added because you must always be polite in public even if you want to strangle the person.

She is quite the rest of the flight. Which was about fifteen minutes by that time.  The plane lands I get up to retrieve my bag from the overheard storage.  She already has hers and can't wait for me to move so she squeezed by me to get off the plane first.  Mind you we are in the twentieth row so we're not going anywhere  for a while anyway but she NEEDED to get off the plane first (I guess). I'm not sure I stopped trying to figure her out about the time her first word came out of her mouth. She continues up the ramp stopped every ten feet of so right in the middle so no one can get past her to adjust her bag, then her six inch wedge shoes, then the shoulder of her shirt that slipped off her shoulder (it was an off the shoulder shirt!).  We finally get to the train to take us to the terminal, I went to the farthest train away from where she was waiting and she still somehow ended up standing next to me holding onto the same hand rail even though there were only five other people in the car. I finally get outside after baggage claim and pray my ride is waiting for me.  Thankfully even though mine was not there hers was.  She made sure to wave say goodbye to me and point me out to whoever was in the car who also waved. 

Luckily I will be flying out of a different airport than I flew into so even if she is headed north at the same time I will not run into her again.  If somehow I do, I think I WILL get adventurous and parachute out somewhere in the Carolina's. 

Dangerous Alpha Heroes Blog Hop

Thank you for joining me on this blog hop.  There are many Alpha Heroes that I have read about and it hard to chose just one to be my favorite.  Most of the stories that I read have an alpha hero that saves the heroine in one way or another.  

On of my favorite stories involves a hero who not only saves the heroine's life but also her heart.  The heroine does not think she needs saving. She believes she is the hero.  

The story is Make Me, Sir by Cherise Sinclair 

Gabi starts out thinking she will be the hero of the story. She is a strong woman who does not believe that she will need saving or that she would fall in love with the uptight, but sexy Dom Master Marcus. When her plan to be the hero fails Marcus must step up and save the bratty submissive.  

The latest story I read with an awesome Alpha Hero was Seth's Chance by Lynn Hagan

Chance Lakeland is not only a hero to his mate, saving his life several times but to his mates nephew too.  Any big, bad alpha male who will love and care for a child like he is his own is a hero in my eyes. 

I'm sure there are several more stories about alpha heroes but these are the two that I  have read that I admire.  Like I said it was very hard to choose and I couldn't choose just one.  If I had more time and didn't think everyone would get bored reading I would list many more but for now make sure you check out the rest of the authors and bloggers participating in the blog hop to win lots of great prizes. 

.	Full Moon Bites (INT)	20.	Ren's Little Corner (INT)	39.	Readers Confession
2.	The Jeep Diva (US & Int)	21.	Gabrielle Bisset, PNR Author (INT)	40.	Joan Swan, Author
3.	Nicole Morgan	22.	Bonnie Bliss	41.	Tee @ A Diary Of A Book Addict
4.	Froggarita's Bookcase (INT)	23.	Candace Shaw (INT)	42.	Tee @ Kaidans Seduction
5.	Amanda J. Greene (US& INT)	24.	Natasha Blackthorne ~ Erotic Historical Romance	43.	FOR THE LOVE OF READING (INT)
6.	Mary @SweepingMe (INT)	25.	Dianne Duvall, Paranormal Romance Author (INT)	44.	Capri Montgomery
7.	LITERAL ADDICTION (US & INT)	26.	Booked & Loaded (US/CAN)	45.	Under the Covers Book Blog (INT)
8.	KH LeMoyne (US/CAN)	27.	Blackraven's Erotic Cafe (INT)	46.	Megan
9.	Book Lovin' Mamas	28.	Blackraven's Reviews (INT)	47.	Ana's Attic Sexy Tales
10.	Donya Lynne	29.	AJ's Reading Nook (INT)	48.	bookswagger
11.	LJ DeLeon	30.	The Readers Roundtable (INT)	49.	Hot Listens (INT)
12.	Felicity Heaton, PNR author (INT)	31.	Dark Divas Reviews (INT)	50.	Angie Derek
13.	Amber Lin	32.	Malia Mallory (INT)	51.	LilyElement
14.	Kasey Dean	33.	Ramblings of an Amateur Writer	52.	Not Now...Mommy's Reading (INT)
15.	Annie Walls (INT)	34.	Book Monster Reviews (INT)	53.	Kharisma Rhayne
16.	Smartmouthtexan	35.	Delaney Diamond - Sweet & Sensual Romance	54.	HEA Romances With A Little Kick (INT)
17.	CS Maxwell ~ Where's My Muse?	36.	Mary Abshire-Paranormal Rom/UF (Int)	55.	herding cats & burning soup (INT)
18.	Janiera @ Books & Beauty (int)	37.	Lori @ Romancing the Darkside {US/CAN}	56.	Coffee Beans & Love Scenes
19.	Riverina Romantics (INT)	38.	Goldilox and the Three Weres

Now here is your chance to win an ecopy of both of my books. 

No Escape from Destiny

and Hidden Alpha

 Entering this contest means you have read, understood, and agree with all rules and regulations stated.- Entrants must be 18 or older (or age of majority in your country) to enter and to win.- No purchase necessary.- Void where prohibited.- All stated rules are subject to change without notification or reason given.- Chances of winning vary widely based on the number of entries received.- Prize is as stated. No substitutions or exchanges once gift card code is emailed to you. Please make sure you can use the gift card before entering. 

- Contest host is not responsible to misrepresented/mistyped email addresses, spam filters, mailer daemons, and other internet wackiness that may crop up at the time of winner notification.

- Winner is final.- Contest Starts 00:01EST September 17, 2012  and Ends 00:01EST September 24, 2012 and open to International participants and will be delivered via eamil .  - Winner will be notified via email no later than 12:00 PM EST September 25, 2012   -Respond by date to collect prize is 10 days, 12:00EST October 5, 2012

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Two awesome new reviews

I would like to thank Mary from Mary's Naughty Whispers for a wonderful and honest review of Hidden Alpha.  

If you would like to read the review click here.

Also, Thank you to Tala from Darker Passions for her review.

To read click here.

You are both awesome and I am glad you liked the book.

I hope you will come back and read the next book to this series when it is released. 

Hidden Alpha Review (Caution Spoilers)

Hidden Alpha (Alpha Mates) was released yesterday and I have received two reviews already.  Caution though, one of the reviews contains spoilers.  

To read the reviews visit here.

Thank you to everyone that has purchased my book and I hope you enjoy reading about Amalya, Chase, Devlin and Gavin as much as I liked writing their story.  There will be more to come in this series as soon as I finish Damian's story in the second Destinies series. If you have not read the first Destinies story No Escape from Destiny it can be purchased from Bookstrand, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.

Erotic Badlib Blog Hop and Giveaway

Welcome to this stop on the Erotic Badlib Blog Hop and Giveaway hosted by Lea Barrymire.

I hope you are enjoying all the inventive ways the authors have come up with to tell their stories. 

Here is my version of the Erotic Badlib

            Damian stalked across the bedroom. His potent masculinity made Libby weak. His muscles bulged. His impressively mammoth cock made her nipples swell. He was so immense that he made her feel pocket-sized in comparison. His violet eyes smoldered with desire.

            “Get over here, Libby. I want to taste your flesh, and can’t stop myself from gorging on your juices.” He snickered perilously making her heart pound rapidly.

            “Oh, Damian. Be merciful with me. I haven’t had monstrous cock in so long.” Libby beseeched .  Her eyes slid closed and her head fell back.

            His tongue touched her clit and drew a whine from her lips. A calloused hand stroked her mound making her neglected pussy throb. With two fingers, he entered her cunt. She couldn’t stop the yelp from escaping her lips.

            “Lay back, Libby. Let me lavish your pussy. I want you hotter than lava before I sink my cock in your cunt.” He grinned wickedly.

            She moaned, nodding. She thrust her hips upward and growled deep in her throat. “Anything you want, Damian. I want to feel your massive cock so badly I can barely stand it.”

            A shiver skated down her spine   at the feel of his cock head invading her. Sensations like a summer rain shower moved through her. She could feel the building orgasm   start with a flare in her core.  She looked up into his face. His violet eyes burned with urgency. His enormous shaft pressed deeply into her pussy. She could feel his demanding hunger. His increased speed caused her body  to flatten against the bed. A sound, like a jaguar vibrated in her chest. She knew she was going to come. All she needed was his cock hammering her core.

            With a final plunge she skyrocketed off into bliss. Her muscles tensed, her throat tightened and her eyes closed on the feeling of his fangs sinking deep into her.

The first book of my Alpha Mates series Hidden Alpha will be released half way through this blog hop on August 12th.  I will be giving away a copy of that book and my first Destinies series book No Escape from Destiny for all that enter my drawing. 

You can read excerpt for both books here.

 Entering this contest means you have read, understood, and agree with all rules and regulations stated.- Entrants must be 18 or older (or age of majority in your country) to enter and to win.- No purchase necessary.- Void where prohibited.- All stated rules are subject to change without notification or reason given.- Chances of winning vary widely based on the number of entries received.- Prize is as stated. No substitutions or exchanges once gift card code is emailed to you.
- Contest host is not responsible to misrepresented/mistyped email addresses, spam filters, mailer daemons, and other internet wackiness that may crop up at the time of winner notification.


- Winner is final.- Contest Starts 00:01EST August 10, 2012  and Ends 12:59EST August 14, 2012 and open to International participants and will be delivered via eamil .  - Winner will be notified via email no later than 12:00 PM EST August14, 2012   -Respond by date to collect prize is 10 days, 12:59EST August24, 2012

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Don't forget to visit the rest of the Erotic Badlib Participants listed below.

1.	Lea Barrymire (int)	6.	Cassandra Carr	10.	Casey Crow (INT)
2.	Cara Michaels	7.	Becca Simone	11.	Kelli Scott
3.	Siobhan Muir (INT)	8.	Lolita Lopez	12.	Hennessee Andrews
4.	Nicole Morgan	9.	Roz Lee	13.	Jan Graham
5.	Alysha Ellis

Hidden Alpha now available

Hidden Alpha, the first book of my Alpha Mates series is now available for pre-order and will be released on August 12th. 

Giveaway Coming Soon: Erotic Badlib Blog Hop

Don't forget to join Lea Barrymire, myself, and several other authors for a "Erotic Badlib Blog Hop."  The contest and giveaway will start on August 10th, and run through the 14th.  Come back and check out all the interesting badlib from us and win some awesome prizes.  I will be giving away a copy of my newest release Hidden Alpha that will be released in the middle of the hop. 

New review

I woke up this morning to find a brand new review in my inbox this morning.  Thank you so much.  I am so glad that my books are enjoyed.  I look forward to writing many more stories for my readers to look forward to. 

Rainbows, Blondes and motorcycles

I have to share my recent extremely blonde moment with everyone. I was riding motorcycle with my husband when I spotted the most amazing rainbow I have ever seen. I tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to pull over and stop. Once stopped he asked what was wrong. I told him, "nothing I just want to take a picture of that amazing rainbow."
He asked "what rainbow"
Pointing to the the sky with an obvious 'duh' look (that he can't see sitting in front of me) I say "that one right there"
"I don't see a rainbow."
I ignore him and get my phone out. I take a picture and then check to make sure it came out so I can share its awesomeness with everyone on Facebook. No rainbow in the picture just clouds. I take another picture. Same result. Thinking the third time will be a charm I take another one briefly wondering at that point how there is a rainbow that big and bright without ANY rain in our area. Third picture was the same.
By this point I'm getting pissed so I get off the motorcycle and open the shield on my helmet. The rainbow disappeared. It just frickin disappeared. Put the shield back down, it comes back. This has never happened before and it is a CLEAR shield. It took my about ten times putting my shield up and down to realize it was a combination of my shield, the sun, and my new polarized sunglasses.
No I do not actually have blonde hair right now but it has been blonde in the past and now I wonder if the hair color sunk into my brain.

Hidden Alpha Excerpts Release August 12

My next book Hidden Alpha, the first book in my "Alpha Mates" series will be released on 

August 12, 2012. 

Blurb

       Devlin and Chase have been searching for eleven years for the other mate.  When disaster strikes the same day Chase finds their human mate he knows they found her at the perfect time to complete their family.

       Amalya is a human who had her heart broken five years ago when the love of her life Gavin left without contacted her again.  When she meets Chase and Devlin she is thrown into a world she never knew existed.  She is drawn to the two wolf shifers but has a hard time trusting them.

       Devlin and Chase earn her trust and start to heal her heart but her happiness doesn’t last. Gavin returns to claim her as his mate and a threat from the past she never knew existed has come back for her.

 Can the three men put their differences aside and make her happy or will they all lose her?  

Story Excerpt

She rubbed her arms as she studied them and asked, “Okay, what do you want to talk about?” She knew she was being a bitch and had no right, she just couldn’t help it. She didn’t know that they were together when she had kissed Chase in her classroom, but she still felt bad. Even if she had been wrong for kissing him, it didn’t give Devlin the right to put his hands on her. He was lucky that she felt bad about kissing his boyfriend or she would have let him have it. She had taken karate classes since she was seven years old and had a forth degree black belt. Gavin’s parents had insisted that every girl should know how to defend themselves.  Because of this, they had paid for her classes when she was a kid. She had liked the classes so much she had continued them and was now a part time instructor at her karate school. When he had grabbed her arm, she had almost reacted and defended herself, but something deep down told her not to fight the man. Her brain was at war inside her head. First it said “fight” and don’t let him hurt you. Then just as she was ready to break his hold on her arms, it said, “you deserve this for kissing his boyfriend.” She couldn’t figure out why she was so confused around the two males. One part of her wanted to tell them both off and walk out the door, but another part wanted them to hold her and tell her they weren’t mad at her.

When she realized Devlin still hadn’t answered her, she crossed her arms and asked again, “What do you want to talk about?”

* * * *

Devlin watched the female rub her arms and was ready to kick himself when he realized he had left bruises on her arm. If what Chase said was true, which he was starting to believe, and she was their mate, he should be protecting her from being hurt not hurting her. He stepped forward and went to reach for her arms to check out the damage he had caused, but she flinched and took a step back, and Chase put his hand on his shoulder to stop him from touching her. It seemed neither of them trusted him, and he didn’t blame them It was going to take a lot of work on his part to earn her trust now.

While he was still not sensing her as their mate he trusted Chase with his life.  He knew he would never do anything to hurt him or to tear them apart.  There was nothing left to do but trust in Chase and make their now mate a part of their family. He was sure that whenthe stress of the day wore off he would sense her the same way that Chase had.  Now all he had to do was make things right with both of his mates. He had to admit that there was something about her that was drawing him in.  If he hadn’t overreacted when he scented her on Chase he probably would have been able to see it before. “I’m sorry I hurt you, sugar, I don’t know why, I just lost it. I’m very sorry, and it will never happen again. I will protect you for the rest of my life and see to it that you are never hurt again by my hand or anyone else’s.” She studied him and nodded her head but did not come closer. He dropped his hand that he held out to her and stepped back.

Chase was right there and wrapped his arms around him, kissing the side of his neck. He whispered low so no one but Devlin could hear him. “Just give her time. We have to earn her trust. I don’t think she knows what we are or why you reacted that way to her. She’ll learn, you’ll see.”

Devlin nodded and cleared his throat before saying, “My name is Devlin. What is yours?” She looked from his face to Chase’s arms around him, and the only word he could find for her expression was “desire.” Not the sexual desire he hoped to feel from her, but desire to be wanted and needed like he needed Chase.  

“Amalya McKinnon,” she finally answered.

Tilting his head he asked, “McKinnon? As in Gavin McKinnon? Are you related to him?” Hurt and some other emotion passed over her face before she quickly schooled her features and answered, “Kinda, his parents adopted me when we were teenagers. Do you know Gavin?”

Devlin pondered her answer. “No, I have heard of him from other pa... Um, family members, but I never met him. We only moved nearby about four and a half years ago. He has been gone for about five years, right?”

He could see tears in her eyes. “Yeah almost exactly five years.” He knew he needed to change the subject fast. It seemed something bad had happened between them, but now was not the time to find out. Now was the time to earn her trust and explain things to her. They were somehow going to have to find out if she knew about wolf shifters and then explain that was what they were. If she was close to Gavin and his family, she should know about them, but sometimes people kept secrets. Gods knew he and Chase had kept a big secret from everyone for seven years. Devlin was trying to figure out a way to ask her if she was aware of what Gavin was when Dmytri and Adryk walked up to them and asked, “Uncle Devlin, can we go see momma now? The babies are asleep.”

Adult Excerpt

“Are you ready for your mates, milaya?”

Hell yes! She nodded as she placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “I’m ready. Make love to me. Claim me. Make me yours. Forever please.” The look of love that they both gave her was enough to make her knees weak again. Luckily, they were both there to catch her. They carefully laid her on the bed like she would break. Devlin lay beside her on her right side, head propped on his elbow, watching her. Chase knelt over her and covered her with his body. Chase took her lips in a kiss that said she was his and she had better not forget it. When he left her lips and started raining little kissed down her neck headed toward her breasts, Devlin swooped in and took her mouth. Chase worked his way down to take one nipple into his mouth and sucked while Devlin took the other and rolled it between his fingertips. At the feel of Chase’s mouth on her nipple, her back arched, half her body coming off the bed. Every time he sucked her nipple it felt like he was sucking on her clit. It throbbed in response to his mouth. This was the best she had ever felt, and they hadn’t even touched her there yet.  For a second, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to handle more pleasure. But when Chase started kissing down her stomach she knew she wanted more. No, she needed more. She needed him to touch her there. She needed his mouth on her. She needed his cock buried deep inside her. When he was just above her mound, she lifted her hips, hoping he would get the hint. With a small chuckle, he slid her shorts and panties down her legs Then he used his fingers to spread her outer lips. She heard a swift intake of his breath and he froze. Wondering what was wrong with her she lifted her head to look down at him. “What’s wrong with me?”

When he grinned up at her, he had a tear that was just starting to fall down his cheek. “Nothing is wrong. You are perfect. But I’m afraid to hurt you.” He looked to Devlin. “She is innocent. We can’t hurt her.”

She knew what he saw after his statement to Devlin. She was a virgin as she had told them. She had been preached to by Gavin’s parents that it was important for her to keep her innocence until she was found her “one” as they had always called him. They would probably be surprised to find she had two instead of one perfect man in her life. She reached down and ran her fingers over his jaw. “I know you won’t hurt me. I trust you. Please make love to me.”

Chase took a deep breath, and she thought he was going to stop. Just as she was ready to beg, he said, “Just let me know if it hurts and I will stop. I will try to make it as painless as I can.” With that he dipped his head. The touch of his tongue to her clit was enough to set her body on fire. She had never felt anything so amazing. She felt one of his fingers at her opening and clenched. He lifted his head. “Baby, just relax. I won’t hurt you. I don’t really want to take your innocence with my fingers and tongue, but if I don’t stretch you for me it will really hurt. This is the way it has to happen.” She knew what he meant, but had always thought that it would be a man taking her for the first time that would break her virgin barrier.

She took a deep breath and relaxed her body. Devlin helped by softly running his hand up and down her belly and kissing her neck. Chase must have felt her relax because he again lowered his head and started licking at her. She knew she was wet from their attention and briefly wondered if she tasted okay to him. As if he read her mind. He answered her question when he moaned, and she thought she heard him mutter, “Delicious.”. After a few minutes of just his tongue, she felt his fingers at her opening again. She didn’t tense this time. She knew she wanted these men to make love to her and that they wouldn’t hurt her. She felt him slick up a finger in her juices before slowly pushing it into her. She felt full but no pain as he licked at her clit and pushed his finger farther into her. She felt more heat and liquid rush to her pussy that was now throbbing when he worked a second finger into her. There was a small bite of pain but nothing compared to the pleasure she was feeling. The whole time, Devlin was rubbing her lower stomach and whispering words of love in her ear. Chase stopped licking. “So perfect, baby. Now come for us.”

She wasn’t sure she knew what he meant. While she knew some women “took things into their own hands”, she had never felt the need to bring herself pleasure. She wasn’t sure she would know what an orgasm felt like when and if she ever had one.

Wow was she ever wrong. No one could mistake this feeling for anything else.

Heat rushed to her pussy and then engulfed her entire body. She felt like her body was on fire and wouldn’t be surprised if she burst into flames at any moment. She was so caught up in the sensations she barely noticed that Chase had worked his way up her body and was now hovering over her. He was holding his cock at her opening and looking down into her eyes. As if silently asking her permission to enter. When she caught her breath enough to speak, she cupped his jaw and whispered, “Make me yours, my mate.”

People watching at the airport

It's 2:30 pm and I have been at the airport since 5 am.  While waiting on standby for a flight to open up I have had the opportunity to watch people. Some are pleasant, some are rude, and some I just can't help but say to myself "Why the hell is wrong with this person?"

The first flight I was watching people board was one of those "What the hell" moments.  There was a family of five.  Mother, Father and three children.  They apparently decided they don't have to follow the same rules as everyone else.  They purchased three tickets thinking two of the children could sit on their laps and not have to pay for a ticket.  Well, that didn't work out too well for them. Only one of the children was under the age of two so they were short one child's ticket.  The mother INSISTED that they had flown that way before and that they never had a problem before. That didn't go over too well with the staff.  They nicely informed them that they would have to buy another ticket or they weren't going to be allowed on the plane.  After attempting five different credit cards the mother had, they finally had another ticket on the plane.  THEN the mother realized that the ticket wasn't sitting next to them so she threw a temper tantrum and said "My child IS NOT sitting alone on a plane."   This was my facepalm moment.  Hellllllo, one of you sits with the kids, the other sits somewhere else.  They had to explain this to her three times before I could see the very dim light bulb go off over her head.  

The same flight should have been my first flight but I am flying standby. The flight was already overbooked and there were nineteen people on the standby list.  Now I know I'm not the most intelligent person in the world but I do have some common sense.  Apparently I was one of the only one that was waiting on standby that had ANY common sense.  Once the flight was full and these other people were told there was no more seats available some complained, some just went with the flow,some panicked because they were going to miss a connecting flight,  but my favorite were airport employees that were waiting to get on the plane.  

One of the was IN UNIFORM and started giving the gate staff a hard time about not being allowed on the plane.  The other wasn't in uniform and if she hadn't been so loud no one would have known that she was an employee.  However with every word she spoke she got louder and louder until I'm pretty sure most of the terminal could hear her.  She apparently thought she was more important than anyone else that wanted to get on that plane and that they should break the rules for her and allow her something that she "always got to do". When she didn't get her own way she asked if she could get documentation to show that she wasn't allowed on the plane so she wouldn't get in trouble for not making it to work on time.  

I'm sorry but if you know you have to be to work at a certain day and time and were not guaranteed a seat on a plane wouldn't you maybe, possibly leave a day earlier? Just sayin' is all.  They told her that they would give her something saying the flight was full but she still wasn't happy.  She asked AGAIN if there was anyway to get on the plane.  When she was informed yet again NO. She stomped away from the gate without getting her 'documentation'. Maybe she will get fired for being late for work because of stupidity and not be able to fly standby again.  When she has to pay full price for airfare she'll realize how good she had it. 

While waiting for the next flight, (which I didn't get on either obviously as I'm blogging from the airport), the same man walked past me five times in less than ten minutes.  Each time he was studying his boarding pass and looking at that gate numbers.  Now if all the gates were full, I would understand him being confused and possibly lost. However there were only people at two gates in the whole terminal.  How could you possibly be THAT lost? 

After not getting on the second flight either I had time to relax. I'm sitting in a corner away from EVERYONE else minding my own business reading.  A woman goes out of her way to come and speak to me.  While that wouldn't always be a bad thing because I like meeting new people, but she didn't speak English!  I'm in the United States and I have to say I don't think there is anything about me that would make someone think that I am from another country. But apparently to this woman, I spoke her language.  I have NO idea what language she was speak, much less what she wanted. When I informed her I only speak English my jaw almost dropped to the floor when she threw her hands in the air, said something that I'm pretty sure was "fuck you then" (I can't be sure as I still have no idea what language she said it in) and stomped off away from me, mumbling to herself.  It is not my fault that I don't speak your language.

Finally made it on a flight that was delayed two hours. Listened to a man on the plane complain the whole two hour flight how he already missed his connection and the airline "had better do something" for him. Um dude, they probably could have if you just asked.  They reassigned at least thirty other people to other flights on other airlines. I'm pretty sure they could have probably helped you too if you had just asked.  Instead you sit on a plane and complain WAY too loudly, for WAY too long. Now I'm in the second airport with a three hour layover.  The flight is showing full right now with eight people on standby. Hopefully someone doesn't show up and I can get on the plane. If not I'll have to wait another two hours and hope for the best.  If that flight is full too, I have no idea what I'll do. I really don't want to spend the night in an airport but I guess that's the risk you take when you're flying standby.

So far I haven't seen anything too strange here but the day is still young so you never know. For those of you that are really bored and made it all the way through my rant on airport travelers, thank you for joining me on my journey to crazy land.  Wish me luck to get on my next flight and make it home sometime tonight.