Blurb
Weather
worker Cameron Bale rolls into Divination Falls after being prompted
by Spirit and Brother Lighting. He discovers that the small, hidden
town full of shifters and magical types is suffering a series of
unsettling events. There’s speculation from the town seers that he
could be the answer they’ve been looking for. Cameron’s willing
to try and help: he’s got nowhere to go and nothing to lose. His
life is simply about loneliness and it turns out that Trace, a grumpy
wolf with stunning eyes, knows just what that feels like. Cam finds
himself wishing maybe they could be alone … together. Oh yeah, and
battle whatever evil it is that still lurks in Divination Falls.
Excerpt:
A
dragonfly zipped past and Cam watched it go. What next? Bluebirds and
butterflies and singing cartoon woodland animals? It was all too
nice, too perfect … Surreal.
‘You
OK?’ The voice was deep and dark and full of secrets. That was his
first impression.
Cameron
jumped, clutched at his pounding chest. Inside his heart was going
berserk and he felt a little lightheaded with it.
‘I
was. Jesus Christ, you scared me.’
Trace
grinned with half his mouth. Somehow that little smirk made Cameron
think of the big bad wolf. Made him flash back to that body sprawled,
lean and powerful, over a small, lumpy bed. Made him remember one of
those huge hands on a powerful, hard cock. He licked his lips.
‘Careful,
lightning rider. I can smell your emotions.’ Then the wolf
chuckled, bending to tie his work boot.
‘I
– I’m sorry I spied on you.’ It was all Cameron could think to
say.
Trace
shrugged. Cameron watched his big shoulders flex with power. He was
stunning with his huge body, big, fat attitude, and purple eyes. Just
being so close to him made Cameron feel slow-witted and
thick-tongued.
‘It
was the most excitement I’ve had in ages,’ the wolf said and
started to walk.
Cameron
watched him go off, his heart sinking. He wanted the man to take his
apology seriously. He also admitted to himself he wanted to be close
to the wolf. There was no hope of anything happening between them.
There was very little hope of anything happening for Cam with anyone.
He’d come to terms with that long ago. But still, he could just be
near Trace. Remembering the sight of his body and the sound of his
voice just outside Cam’s barricaded bedroom door as he brought
himself off.
Wolf
at the door, he thought, and then shook it off.
Fifty
feet away, Trace stopped, and Cameron felt his spine go rigid, his
pulse pick up. The man turned to him and shielded his eyes from a
bright beam of sunlight between the thick tree branches. ‘You gonna
stand there all day admiring my ass, or are you coming?’
Cameron
blinked, feeling a wild urge to laugh but pushing it away. ‘Yes!
Right!’ he called, bouncing on his toes like one of those perky,
hyper dogs. He blushed, but refused to let himself feel silly or
embarrassed. He very much wanted to go along.
He
hurried along the path until he was almost even with the wolf. Then
Trace turned and continued to walk, Cameron right on his heels.
‘Why
are you here?’ Trace asked.
The
question stunned Cameron but he swallowed hard and tried to focus
enough to answer. ‘Good question. I … work with weather.
Lightning to be specific. I guess the best way to put it is I was
nudged here.’
‘Like
with voltage?’ Trace asked with a gruff laugh.
‘Yeah.
Sadly, I do get nudged with voltage.’
The
wolf turned those deep purple eyes on Cameron and said, ‘What for?
What’s here?’
How
did eyes get that colour? Cam wondered. Had he been born with them or
was it a shifter thing? He had no idea; all he knew was they were the
most amazing eyes he’d ever seen. And they were attached to one of
the most amazing bodies he’d ever seen.
Trace
cocked his head, giving a half grin. ‘Hello?’
‘Sorry!
I was just looking –’ He flushed, caught in the act. ‘Your
eyes, they’re amazing.’
That
closed the bigger man down. He’d had a nice amused and open
expression on his handsome face and that fast, it shut down like
someone turning the lights off in an empty house. ‘Thanks. I guess.
They’re the product of a very bad infection when I was a kid.’ He
turned on his heels and kept walking without further explanation.
Cameron
had to force himself to swallow. He had just complimented the first
man he’d lusted after in goodness knew how many years on some sort
of mutation? Something that clearly upset him when discussed. Good
going, dumbass!
Cameron
hurried along the patch, ducking reaching branches and praying there
was no poison ivy to be found here in Divination Falls. ‘I’m
sorry! I didn’t know. And I don’t know what’s here. Or why I
am,’ he gasped, finally catching up.
The
wolf shrugged. He shot Cameron a sideways glance and said, ‘Why
would you know what’s here?’ He stopped fast and Cam found
himself almost crying out from the sudden shift in motion. ‘As for
why you’re here, how could you not know that?’
‘I
never really know until it’s revealed,’ Cameron said. He kept his
gaze pinned at Trace’s chin so he wouldn’t get mesmerized by
those stunning eyes that clearly upset the custodian.
‘Was
it me, maybe?’ Trace asked, his lips twisting into a grin. ‘Was
it secretly watching me jack off? Was that your big mission?’ He
took a step toward Cameron which forced the lightning rider to step
back. Or get crushed against an angry wolf.
‘I’m
sorry,’ Cam breathed. ‘It wasn’t my intention and then I
couldn’t …’ He shook his head. His skin was tingling and he
wondered if he was going to get struck. Or worse yet, if Trace would
strike him. ‘You might want to step back,’ he said without
thinking.
‘Why
is that?’ the wolf asked, taking a step forward. ‘Am I invading
your space?’
‘I
get it,’ Cam stammered. ‘I invaded your privacy. I’m no better
than a pervert. I know! But you could get …’
The
wind kicked up. It often did when he was frightened or excited and
his blood leapt in his veins and his heart beat fast with arousal.
His last lover had been zinged by energy one too many times and when
some of his hair had actually caught fire, he’d bailed. Calling
Cameron a freak in the process. Cam wasn’t up for either Trace
being hurt or thinking him a freak.
‘I
might get what? And it’s OK – you invaded my privacy, now give me
an excuse to invade yours.’ He pushed his face closer and Cameron
caught a flickering of animal shine in the man’s eyes. They turned
golden around the very iris and a fast, steady pulse beat at the base
of Trace’s neck. When he took Cameron’s wrist in his big hand and
squeezed, Cam felt the air rush out of him. His cock pressed eagerly
to his jeans and he tried his best to focus on something –
anything! – besides the wolf so maybe his hard-on would abate. No
such luck because Trace took his warm hand and very briefly cupped
the evidence of arousal in Cam’s pants. ‘Looks like you’re
still a bit worked up from last night.’
‘You
were watching me in wolf form.’
‘I
was.’
‘You
heard me.’ It wasn’t a question. Very briefly, Cam wished for
Trace to put his hand back. To touch him.
‘I
did. I also smelled you and tasted you on the wind. Do you know when
you come your breath does this shuddery little sigh thing?’
‘No.’
‘Well,
it does.’
Beast in Me: Book 2 of the Divination Falls Trilogy is available now from:
Bio
Sommer
Marsden’s been called “…one of the top storytellers in the
erotica genre” (Violet Blue), “Unapologetic” (Alison Tyler),
“…the whirling dervish of erotica” (Craig J. Sorensen),and
"Erotica royalty..." (Lucy Felthouse).
Her
erotic novels include Restless
Spirit, Boys Next Door, Big Bad, Learning to Drown, Wanderlust and
the Zombie
Exterminator series.
Sommer currently writes erotica and erotic romance for Xcite Books,
eXcessica, Ellora's Cave, Pretty Things Press, Resplendence
Publishing and Mischief Books. The wine-swigging, dachshund-owning,
wannabe runner author writes work that runs the gamut from bondage to
zombies to humor.
Sommer's
short works can be found in well over one hundred (and counting)
erotic anthologies. Her short stories have also been included
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