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BLESSED WITH AN ANGEL – GREY RIVER 5
Angel
Navarez came to Grey River looking for a better life for her and her son, but
she hadn’t counted on having to fight a man looking for revenge to live it.
Noah
and Chris Carson both recognized Angel as their Fated mate the moment they
met. But Noah firmly believed that his
past actions made it impossible for him to have a future, so he left fully
expecting his brother to find happiness with their mate without him.
But
that changes when Angel is threatened and Noah drops everything to be there to
protect her. Chris convinces Noah that
he’s worthy of their dream, but he can’t fight for their future if he continued
to fight his past. They must work
together to earn back Angels trust and convince her that they can be the mates
she deserves.
Just
when their dream is within their grasp, the past catches up with them and the
threat becomes very, very real.
The story…
STORY EXCERPT:
“Oh God, Chris, I don’t
know if I can do this,” Angel sobbed and Noah felt a pain settle in his heart
at her distress.
“Angel, of course you can,”
Noah tried his best to channel the soft and encouraging tone his brother had
been using.
“Noah’s right baby, you are
one of the strongest women I know! You want to meet your baby boy, I know you
do, and I can assure you he wants to meet you too,” Chris moved lower and Noah
watched his hands working to help Angel birth her baby, and from the way she
was tensing again, Noah knew a contraction had just hit her. He leaned into
her, pushing her forward like she wanted and took her weight for her.
“That’s it, Angel! Here he
comes, baby, here he comes... I’ve got him!” Chris announced as Angel
collapsed, sobbing uncontrollably against Noah. A few seconds later there was a
small cry, then a full-on wailing as the baby screamed his displeasure at what
had just happened. Chris tore of his shirt, wrapped the baby in it and then
immediately moved to place the bundle on his mama.
“Oh, my god, oh my god,”
Angel cried as she wrapped her arms around the precious bundle and stared into
the wrinkled little face. “Hi! Hi, baby boy, I’m your mama. Oh! You are so
beautiful,” she whispered as she pressed her lips to his little forehead. Noah
had to agree, he was looking at a strikingly beautiful baby, despite being
fresh out of the oven and covered in...stuff.
“Fresh out of the oven,”—Chris’s
laughing voice came down their link—“I dare you to say that out loud!”
Noah sent him a small smile
and shook his head. He might have only just met Angel, but he knew that she
wouldn’t find that description flattering at all. He had registered the sirens
in the distance in the final moments of Angel giving birth, but hadn’t paid it
any notice. Now he felt relief when he heard another ambulance screech to a
halt outside the house.
“The ambulance is here,
Angel,” Chris said tenderly, and Noah watched with a heavy heart as Chris
leaned over and pressed a kiss to first Angel’s forehead and then the baby’s.
“They are going to take you straight up to Labor and Delivery to get you
cleaned up and I’ll meet you there, okay?” Angel’s head flew up and whatever
Chris saw in her gaze had him reassuring her. “I promise, baby, I will only be
a couple of minutes behind you. I need to talk with Noah for a moment and then
we’ll come up and see you.” Angel nodded hesitantly and Noah knew she would
have rather had Chris go with her.
“Go with her, Chris.” Noah
used their link for the first time, in a very long time. “She’s scared and she
needs you.”
Chris was quiet as his gaze
bore into Noah and he felt almost stripped naked by the intensity of it. “There
is nothing I want more than to go with her, but I think you and I need to have
a conversation first.”
The next few minutes were
filled with people moving quickly and efficiently to get Angel onto a stretcher
and then they hustled her to the front of the house. Noah stayed back and out
of sight. His head was spinning now that the adrenaline of the moment had
faded, and it reminded him that he had recently suffered significant blood
loss, still had three bullets in his back and a system full of jax. All in all,
it was fucking surprising he was still on his feet.
“Noah,” Chris moved toward
him, and Noah couldn’t stop himself from taking a small step back. He saw the
pain on Chris’s face and immediately regretted the move, but Noah was worried
about whether or not the poison could be absorbed by Chris if he came in
contact with his blood. Until he found out for sure, he was keeping his brother
safe. Just as he always had and always would.
Chris made a frustrated
sound as he ran his hands through his hair, a move Noah knew very well. “Shit,
Noah. You’ve been gone for eight months. Eight fucking months with no word from
you! You closed yourself off from our bond, and like a dumbass little brother I
kept talking to you. Did you even hear me at all?”
“No,” Noah felt acid
boiling in his stomach. He had never lied to Chris. Oh, sure he had omitted
stuff, but what older brother didn’t? But bald face lied to his face? Never.
Not until that very moment.
Chris exhaled hard, as if
Noah had actually punched him in the stomach. “Okay then, so you left and
severed contact with me. Why?” The pleading in his voice and filling his eyes
almost had Noah telling him everything, just to get Chris to feel better.
“I’m just not meant to be
here, Chris.” Noah didn’t lie this time. He truly believed he wasn’t worthy of
returning to Grey River. Working as an Enforcer, and taking out shifter
assholes that break their laws was his penance. “I can’t be here.”
“What about Angel? I know
you felt the Quickening, the same as I did.” Chris stepped right up and got in
his face and Noah almost smiled. Chris was the healer, not the fighter of the
two brothers, but for his mate, he would stand toe-to-toe with a killer, and
that was exactly what Noah was. “Are you just going to turn your back on our
triad? Everything we hoped for and prayed for growing up is right in fucking
front of us for the taking. Are you gonna reach out with me, and grab a hold of
her and never fucking let her go?”
© MAIA DYLAN,
SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015
Excerpt R
“Sweetheart, I want you so damn badly I ache,” he said
softly. “But I want this to be about us, not just about me. Tell me you want
me. Tell us you want us and how you want us to take you and it’s yours.
Everything we have, everything we are, is yours.”
Angel’s grin became wicked. She stepped into him,
lifting her hand up to unclasp the front of her bra and drop it to the ground
at his feet. Noah’s tongue quickly became stuck to the roof of his mouth as it
dried out.
“Oh, Noah honey, I’m sure it will be all about us. And
everything that I am belongs to you and Chris, so I guess that trade is even.”
She wrapped her left hand around his neck and her right dropped down and behind
her to tug on the pocket of his jeans and she tugged them both closer.
“Now, physically I know how things can go in a ménage
relationship.” Angel paused as she leaned to the side so both he and Chris
could see her face and gave them a coy look, “I’ve ah—loved ménage books for a
long time now, and I’ve always thought it would be hot to be taken by two men
at the same time.”
Noah shared a quick startled glance with Chris. They
wanted that more than anything, but they didn’t think she was physically ready
for that, and Noah fought to find the words to tell her that.
“Angel—” both he and Chris said at the same time, but
Angel spoke over them, not giving them the chance to finish.
“But, I’m not ready for that yet. Soon, but not now.
But because I love being pressed between you, do you think there is a way for
me to stay pressed between you?” Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper at the
end of her request and Noah nodded. Hell yeah there was a way.
He quickly sent his plan to Chris down their link who
nodded eagerly in agreement.
“Sweetheart, wrap your arms around my neck.” Noah
waited while Angel did as he asked and he rubbed his nose against her, loving
her sweet giggle. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to lift you up against me and I
want you to wrap your legs around my hips. Once I’m buried to the hilt inside
that beautiful soft, naked pussy of yours, I want you to lean back so that
you’re leaning on Chris.”
Noah reached down and lifted their mate high against
his chest, loving that her legs came up immediately to wrap around him. She
surprised him a little when she leaned back and clasped his dick in her hand,
making him curse.
“Oh Noah, you feel like hard steel wrapped in warm
silk.” The awe and need in her voice had his heart pounding hard in his chest.
“I’m on the pill and I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Noah started counting slowly to ten when she moved to
press the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy. He could feel the wet
heat of her and he called on every ounce of control he had in his body. She
slowly lowered herself on him and when he saw her wince, he gripped her hips.
“Did that hurt?” He gritted between his teeth. Chris
stepped in closer and pressed against her back.
“Are you in pain, Angel?” his concerned voice was
slightly muffled as Chris pressed his lips to the soft skin at their mate’s
neck.
“Oh no! Not at all. I just realized that even though I
might not have a concern about you being naked inside me, you might want to
wear a condom.” Noah hated to hear the doubt in her voice, so pushed forward
until he was settled balls deep inside her and she gasped as her arms flew up
to wrap around his shoulders.
“Does that feel like I am anything but turned on and
harder than granite at the pleasure and honor of being inside you with no
barriers between us?” he said, his voice harsh.
Her beautiful brown eyes were wide and filled with
wonder as she shook her head.
“I fucking love being inside your body, and feeling
every inch of your cunt ripple around my cock makes me the happiest damn man on
the face of the earth. Now, lean back against Chris, my love, and let me have
you.” He waited, his body vibrating with the need to move, as she did as he
asked and Chris took her arms off Noah’s shoulders and drew them up over his
own head so that she clasped them behind his head. The move had her breast
thrusting straight up and his control snapped at the sight.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015
Questions for the Author
Q: Every book is special to an author.
What is it about this book that makes it special for you?
A: Quite simply it’s Noah. He came to me in the first book of this
series Lost Faith and he’s been whispering to me for the past
six months. He needs someone to love and
protect, and Angel absolutely is his other half. Then you add in the fact that he has been
lying to his brother, and you get a family dynamic that I just really loved.
Q: Sometimes things happen when
you are writing a series that wasn’t expected at all. Have you had this happen to you?
A: Heaps! I am not a planner. I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda
girl. There have been moments where I
will finish up a scene and be like WTF?
I did not see that coming! Over
the next few books, there are answers that start to help explain a few things
for my characters, and I didn’t know that the connections ran so deeply.
Q. Is that why you always include
a danger element to your books?
A. I write what I love to
read. I love books that take you on a
journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of
urgency to them and to the book. As a
reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising
on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am
reading on the journey to solve their mystery.
I want to give that to my readers.
Q. What are you working on at the
moment?
A. Grey River has so many stories
to tell, and I am currently working on book seven of this series. When I sat
down to start writing this book, I had a story in mind and had assumed it would
be a particular story. But, I was a
little taken a back when I started to write about a female character I had yet
encountered. And I was shocked as hell
when she turned out to be the Fated mate of two characters I hadn’t realized
even had a story to tell yet! I am also
writing Ryan and Ariana’s story in The Sherriff and his Air Goddess which is book three in my Shifters of Freedom Springs series.
I love the mythological angle of this series! There are only 2 books after this one in the
series so things are definitely heating up for the Elementals and the stakes were
never higher!
Q. Do you have anything to say to
your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?
A. If you have read any of my
books, thank you so very much! It blows
my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope
you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a
slight case of needy-nelly with my writing.
If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between
strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after
can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love
and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your
alley!
Author bio:
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New
Zealand. She married her best friend and
they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their
father.
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has
filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more
books. Her love of erotic paranormal
romance has seen her amass a huge library.
She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read
her first book in this genre about three years ago.
In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever
manuscript to Siren Publishing. She
wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting
a nicely worded email with a resounding no!
Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and
a signed contract in hand. Since then
she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to
cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but
she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.
She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international
stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have
the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write
full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit
her writing in when she can. As long as
someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and
much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!
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