Author: Jess Raven and Paula Black
Genre: Paranormal Urban Fantasy Romance
Release Date: 14th December 2013
Becoming Blood: the electrifying Becoming trilogy
concludes.
Ashling DeMorgan has survived becoming wolf,
escaped the death-trap of Fomor and found the love she’d feared dead. But, when
you’re a pawn in the MorrĂgan’s apocalyptic scheming, freedom, and survival,
comes at a price. Is it one they are prepared to pay?
They've been to Hell and got the t-shirts. Now,
Hell is coming for them.
As two ancient enemies prepare to converge on
Dublin City, Ash and Connal find themselves drawn into a battle of mythological
proportions. But will their secrets and divided loyalties put them on opposite
sides of a war that neither wants?
In a dark and dangerous world where sex is an
addiction, will Ash and Connal’s happy ever after end in Hell, or can the very
thing that cursed them set them free?
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Excerpt
'I’m sorry, Little Red, but this is going to be rough.'
Slamming the door closed, he
tossed her, face down, like a rag doll onto the chintz bedspread.
When she made to crawl away, he
hitched her ass up by the belt of her housecoat and hauled her back down the
bed.
'Where do you think you're going?'
he growled. Yanking the belt from her waist, he tore the quilted monstrosity
off her back and ran a possessive hand down the curve of her naked spine. She
arched in response.
He kicked her legs wide with his
knees and the towel fell from his hips.
'Gods, yes,' he groaned at the
sight of her glistening, swollen lips. Grasping the sweet mounds of her ass, he
drove himself hilt-deep into her tight, wet heat.
She clenched around his girth and
kicked back against his abs, forcing him so deep that she whimpered and gouged
her claws into the bedspread. His growl of approval was guttural and, fingers
imprinting the flesh of her ass, he answered by pumping, hard and ruthless,
inside her. Hips pistoning, abs tight, he slapped up against her buttocks,
watching the thick girth of his cock slide in and out of the tight glove of her
sex, glossed in her arousal.
But it wasn’t enough.
‘Give me your eyes,’ he demanded,
withdrawing only long enough to flip her onto her back.
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