Welcome to the fifth stop in Lori King’s
Book Tour for Reflections of the Wolf (The Gray Pack 2). I’m pleased to have
Lori visiting me today to tell us more about her latest.
The second book in The Gray Pack series...
After being rescued
from a crazy werewolf with murderous intent, Tina Jameson has a scorching night
with Liam Gray, local firefighter and Beta Wolf of the Gray Pack. When he
announces that she is predestined to be his mate, she is fast to push him away.
Suddenly she finds
herself in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and rioting desires. Having been
a victim of a senseless act of violence in her past, Tina has given up on a
forever kind of love, even if that man turns her on like no one else has.
Liam didn’t think he wanted a mate, but his
wolf wants Tina in his bed and his life for good. In order to have her he must
let go of the guilt he has from his daughter’s death and then help Tina to let
go of her own tragic past. Can one night determine their destiny, or will fear
drive them apart?
Mainstream Excerpt:
“She’s
okay, Liam. She’s just exhausted and overwhelmed. Give her some breathing
room.” Tina could hear another man’s voice talking to Liam, but she couldn’t
seem to make her eyes open to see who it was.
“Why did
she pass out then?” Liam’s voice was annoyed, and she thought she heard him
growl a bit. Damn that was sexy.
“Who
knows why women faint? What were you guys talking about?” A third masculine
voice spoke.
“Shit.”
Liam muttered. “I told her she was my mate. I didn’t mean to scare her.”
Tina
could just imagine the look on Liam’s face right now. She understood that
Caroline believed in this whole mating thing, and that was fine for her life,
but Tina wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. She had lived through her
share of heartache when it came to men, and the pain just wasn’t worth it
anymore.
She took
a deep breath and forced her eyes open a crack. Instantly Liam and two other
men were leaning over her. What the hell did they feed these men? They were
enormous and gorgeous!
“Oh my
God, I’ve died and gone to single women’s heaven,” she said, moaning and then
blushing when the two new men laughed, and Liam frowned. “Who are you guys?”
“Hey,
Sweet Tina, nice and easy now. How are you feeling?” Liam’s eyes held
compassion, concern, and a glimmer of apprehension. A gentle tug of desire shot
through her body at his soft endearment. He helped her sit up, scooting to sit
behind her to brace her back against his chest. She was now between his
outstretched thighs with her head tucked just under his chin and his arms around
her protectively.
“Like a
werewolf beat the shit out of me,” she grumbled, and all three men laughed. She
felt Liam relax against her a little bit. He rested his hands on her flat
tummy, and his thumbs rubbed tiny circle patterns through the T-shirt she wore.
She could feel sparks shoot across her skin, and she grimaced in her mind. Her
body sure wanted a relationship with him.
“Good. I
was afraid you were just going to say fine or something silly like that.” His
amusement rippled through her, making her smile.
“Hi,
Tina. I’m Rafe Whetstone. This is my brother Ryley.” He indicated the beautiful
godlike creature standing next to him. “We were quite impressed with your show
of bravery in there, but you better take it easy for a bit. If your back gets
worse, Liam will get you to the doctor. You hit that wall really hard when he
threw you. And now with you passing out on us like that, it makes me wonder
about your head. Is it hurting?” Rafe looked like a Viking warrior with golden-blond
hair that was a little shaggy and electric-blue eyes that seemed to assess her
in one lazy sweep. She shivered at the look of interest heating his gaze and
instinctively pressed backward into Liam. His arms tightened around her
possessively.
“Yes,
but I took a baseball bat to the back of it a few hours ago, so it’s to be
expected. I think my head hurts more now because it’s trying to process all of
this…umm…this werewolf love story my best friend is apparently living.” She
rubbed her temples trying to ease the ache. Liam’s strong hand moved to the
base of her neck and started massaging the tension away. She groaned softly,
and Ryley laughed loudly.
“Yeah,
well, if Liam has his way, you will be living your own shortly. We have to go
talk with Dev and Damon. Take care of your girl, Liam. I wouldn’t want to have
to sweep her away from you and make her fall in love with me.” Ryley winked at
Tina, and Liam growled a threat.
“Oh,
pumpkin, that’s sweet, but I’m just not sure there is a man alive that’s
qualified for that job,” she said, smiling sweetly at Ryley as he and the
others laughed.
“Oh
brother, you’re going to have your hands full with this little spitfire. Good
luck!” Ryley teased Liam, and Tina’s eyes narrowed at him.
“He
won’t have to worry about me shortly,” she grumbled, but the pressure increased
from Liam’s hands, and a low moan escaped her throat. All three men ignored her
implied threat, and it grated her nerves.
Ryley
really was very sexy. He matched his brother in golden looks, but he kept his
hair much longer. It brushed the tops of his shoulders, and his eyes were just
a touch lighter than Rafe’s with flecks of green in them. It seemed all of the
firemen of Battalion One were flirts with bodies built on Olympus. She would
have to see about spending more time with Caroline if this was the company she
was keeping.
She
watched the two Viking warriors walked away and had to swallow hard at the
sight of their tight butts. Wow, maybe I
hit my head harder than I thought. She chided herself for drooling over
those two men when the one that really scared her was holding her in his arms.
Worrying now about what Ryley had said, she fidgeted in Liam’s grip. Liam
couldn’t really believe that she was his mate, could he? Goose bumps prickled
over her skin when Liam’s kissed the nape of her neck where he had been gently
massaging.
“Are
they family, too?” she asked Liam curiously.
Liam
tensed before replying. “Yes, they are my adopted brothers. You can trust them.
Well, you can trust them with your life, but Ryley won’t ever stop trying to
get into your pants.”
She
laughed out loud and felt a surge of feminine confidence. “I’m sure I will
enjoy his attempts.”
Liam
growled behind her, and she stilled in his arms. That was definitely a
possessive growl if she had ever heard one. Turning to look back over her
shoulder with narrowed eyes, she took in his jealous frown and huffed with
irritation. After a few moments of glaring at each other in silence, he sighed
and relaxed, and she couldn’t help but smile at her victory. She wouldn’t tolerate
being told who to spend time with, no matter who it was.
Adult Excerpt:
She didn’t protest when he carried her into
the house and directly into a bedroom. She wasn’t really sure her brain would
have worked if she wanted to argue. Press so tightly to him and licking her way
down his jaw and neck, she couldn’t see much of the room, but she knew it had
to be his. It smelled like him, like the woods after it rains. God, he smelled
good. He tasted even better.
Easing her down his body until she had her
feet under her, he kept his arms around her and his hands fondling her ass. She
sighed with relief when he whipped her shirt off over her head and his mouth
closed over her lace-covered nipple.
“Oh, Lord have mercy!” she cried as he pulled
the bra cup down and sucked her swollen nipple deeper into his mouth. His hands
went to the clasp at her back, and she felt the lace drop from her body. A
small voice in her head told her to stop him, but her body reacted intuitively
to him. She pushed her own small hands up under his tight T-shirt, finally
getting her first feel of his hard torso. His nearly hairless chest was hot to
the touch, and she followed the smattering of hair down his pecks all the way
to the button of his jeans. “Mmm…that’s delicious.” She moaned to him as she
ran her hands back up over his washboard abs.
His soft growl of pleasure urged her on, and
she pushed his shirt up and off of him. She bent to lick his flat brown nipple
before brushing her naked breasts across his skin, moaning at the contact. Her
nipples puckered even tighter at the sensuous caress. Her hands explored every
inch of his chest, shoulders, and thick arms, pausing to trace the colorful
tattoo on his shoulder. She couldn’t believe how sexy that ink was adorning his
golden skin. She rubbed her thighs tightly together, attempting to force much
needed friction against her throbbing clit. His fingers went to the top of her
sweatpants and pushed their way underneath to the top of her slit before
delving into her moisture. She gasped and gripped his shoulders tightly as her
knees buckled.
“Damn, you’re so wet for me. Let’s get these
clothes off so that I can see you, sweetheart,” he said tightly as he pushed
her pants and panties off of her slim body. He took a step back from her to
gape at her nude form. “You are so beautiful.”
She flushed and let her gaze drop to the bulge
behind his zipper. “You’re still dressed…” she said, and he hurriedly jerked
his own jeans off. He stood proudly and let her eye take in his perfect form.
Her eyes drifted from his golden chest along his curved groin muscles that
pointed downward. Damn, those muscles were sexy. She reached out and ran her
finger tips over them letting her nails scrape across his skin. He shuddered
and growled, his eyes snapping with heat. She licked her lips as she stared at
the thick cock that jutted from his groin. He was massive. A ripple of
apprehension went through her, and she jerked her eyes up to his.
“Oh my God,” she whispered warily.
“Thank you, I will take that as a compliment.
It will fit. Trust me.” He grinned arrogantly and reached for her.
“There’s only one real way to test that isn’t
there,” she teased, and reached her hand out to cup his thick cock in her palm.
Even the softness of the skin, and the weight of it in her grip made her hot,
hot satin over steel and just sticky enough to be exciting. Easing her body to
the floor until she knelt in front of him with his hard shaft in her hand, she
stuck her tongue out to lick the moisture from the head, drawing a desperate
gasp from him.
“Fuck.” He groaned as she took him into her
mouth. She hadn’t given a blow job in years, and it felt slightly awkward and
uncomfortable at first. She backed off so that just the head was between her
lips and used her tongue to stroke the sensitive spot underneath.
Liam’s hand gripped her scalp involuntarily,
and she mewled her pleasure at his forcefulness. Before she could attempt to
suck him down her throat again, he gave her short hair a little tug and pulled
her upward until she was standing.
“If you don’t stop now, you’ll be swallowing,”
he said in a husky voice that made her shiver. After brushing his lips over
hers softly, he tumbled her backward onto the bed behind her.
She giggled when he pulled her foot to his
mouth and kissed along the arch and upward over her ankle.
“No giggling in my bed, Sweet Tina. That’s bad
for my ego. It might make me think you are laughing at me. If you’re laughing
at me, then I’m not doing my job,” he said into her thigh as his mouth drifted
closer and closer to her center. The rasp of short whiskers across the soft
skin of her inner thigh sent flames across her skin, and she exhaled sharply.
“I’m definitely not laughing at you. You make
me feel so sexy,” she said, arching toward him. She thrust her hips upward,
trying to get his mouth where she wanted it. His responding chuckle vibrated
against her pussy lips.
“You are sexy, Sweet Tina. More than I ever
could have dreamed. Let me taste you.” With that, he placed a hot kiss on her
pussy.
Using his fingers to hold her open, he
flattened his tongue and licked her clit, applying just enough pressure to draw
a loud gasp from her throat. Then he proceeded to let his mouth dance
delicately over her softness. Touching and retreating from her swollen clit, he
teased her to the edge of orgasm.
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