After over a century of waiting, Serena couldn’t be more thrilled to discover her first mate, except he’s Huzza of the just coming out of hiding McDarmund tribe. Knowing her duty, she leaves her home, her brother, and her friends to join Clinton’s tribe. Clinton quickly comes to care for his spunky mate, and even though he knows she has a second mate out there, he hopes he has some time to come to know Serena better before she finds him. Time runs out when, on their third date, Serena attracts the attention of the sexy lion shifter, Dixon Hayes. First Dixon challenges Clinton, but when he realizes Serena is a gargoyle, has two mates, and he’ll be expected to share her, Dixon rejects her. Can Dixon learn to accept Serena and her bond with Clinton? Or will she lose her second mate before she even knows him?

A Pair for Serena
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The wind swirled around them as they kissed, and Serena felt them fall, spiraling toward earth for several long seconds before Clinton released her and she instinctively spread her wings to fly with him back into the heavens. The dress swirling around her, she let him chase her through the skies. When he’d catch her, they’d come together in an explosion of sensual lust, kissing and nipping at each other’s lips, throats, and necks. They’d fall from the sky again, wings whirling around them as they plummeted toward earth.

Her blood sang with arousal, her lust increasing each time they came together and separated. She released her hold on her human form and morphed in the air, her skin thickening to a dark mottled gray, her eyes darkening to a deeper shade of green, her brows becoming a bony, ridged crest, and her black claws extended. When next they came together, she got her first look at her mate in his true form, dark red mottled hide, black horns, and brown eyes that glowed in the night.

A fever of lust unlike any other arose inside her, a mirroring desire in Clinton’s dark eyes. They came together at the same time, reaching out, claws gripping, legs tangling, as they once again plummeted to earth. Instinctively, they flared their wings at the same time, and they landed hard on the roof of a warehouse.

Clinton’s claws tore the dress from her shoulders as he herded her through a door and into a domed structure, her passion infused brain hadn’t even noticed. She snarled in excitement and managed to break free of his grip. Serena skittered away, before turning to face him. The feral look on his face as his gaze roved over her naked breasts, down her slender, toned abdomen, to the thatch of springy red curls that hid her feminine folds excited her all the more. He stalked toward her, tearing his own clothes from his body. The glint of wild lust in his dark eyes fanned the flames burning through her body. Blood pulsed in her already swollen clit and cream oozed from her body, dampening her thighs as they circled each other.

Finally, he revealed his engorged shaft to Serena’s hungry gaze. The tip already oozed a steady amount of pre-cum that dribbled from the slit of Clinton’s angry red cock. He stood naked before her in all his gargoyle glory, his red wings stretching above his head, his clawed hands flexing as his heavily muscled chest heaved with each breath.

“Present yourself for me, mate.”

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