Happy Saturday everyone!
Today, I'm so excited to introduce you one of my fellow Crimson Romance authors, T.F. Walsh. T.F. is here to talk about her paranormal romance---which I just love, CLOAKED IN FUR. So, before I ramble on forever, I'm going to turn this blog over to T.F.
I grew up listening to bedtime Romanian stories that could only be compared to the Brothers Grimm tales, and ever since then folklore and mythology has fascinated me. These influences have trickled into my stories, and in particular Cloaked in Fur, which is based in Transylvania—a place seeping with legends. Now, when it comes to love, I’m a sucker for stories about two people from different worlds falling madly in love and fighting against the odds to stay together. This is the story I wanted to tell in Cloaked in Fur, showing how far someone was willing to go to hold onto true love.
Today I’m sharing a saucy snippet from Cloaked in Fur between Daciana and Connel and how they deal with the pressures around them.
I leaned into him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Rather than feeling hurt, I craved his touch and warmth. He trailed his fingers up my neck, cupping the side of my face and planted pecks on my nose and chin before finding my mouth again. I hungered for him and inhaled his breath as he pulled me into him. His roaming hands threaded underneath my shirt and guided me closer. I wasted no time climbing onto his lap. I stared into those chocolate eyes, which concealed no secrets, no uncertainty, just confidence of what he wanted: me. And that reassurance ignited my insatiable desire, leaving me breathless.
I lifted my arms and raised my shirt over my head to reveal a black sports bra.
His face froze. “What happened?”
I looked down at my bandaged wound, and thanked the moon the bleeding had stopped, along with the pain. “A small injury.”
“From the other night?”
I worked his shirt out of his pants. “It’s just a scratch.” I pressed up against him and seized his lower lip into my mouth.
His hands massaged my butt, and he greedily found my tongue.
I ripped the shirt off him in one motion, throwing it behind the sofa. My hands wandered over his firm pecs, snaking down his ribbed stomach, following the golden hair that vanished beneath his pants where his firm bulge waited to break out.
He whispered, “I promise to be gentle around your injury.”
I relaxed into him, unable to get close enough. “Maybe I don’t want you to be gentle.”
A smile curled on the side of his mouth with the promise of sex, and he gripped my hips harder, thrusting me against the hardness of his erection. I kissed him, and the heat drove me crazy. He unlatched my bra and tugged it off my shoulders.
If you want to keep reading, you’ll have to grab yourself a copy of Cloaked in Fur. I know, I’m such a tease. It’s on sale right now over at Amazon for only 99c.
Cloaked in Fur is Available Now
As a moonwulf, Daciana never expected to fall in love with a human. Hell, she never imagined that she’d abandon her pack, endanger everyone around her, and break the worst rule possible. But she did.
A rogue werewolf is killing Daciana’s friends, and she sets on capturing the creature. She’ll do whatever it takes to stop the beast. The police and her boyfriend, Inspector Connell Lonescu, are starting to question her involvement in the murders, which is endangering the pack’s secret existence. But when the pack alpha kidnaps Connell, revealing the awful truth about the creature and its connection to the pack, Daciana must choose between saving the man she loves and saving her pack family from certain death.
Paranormal Suspense With Strong Romance
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About The Author
T.F. Walsh emigrated from Romania to Australia at the age of eight and now lives in a regional city south of Sydney with her husband. Growing up hearing dark fairytales, she's always had a passion for reading and writing horror, paranormal romance, urban fantasy and young adult stories. She balances all the dark with light fluffy stuff like baking and traveling.