"In this second book of the ‘Battle Bunnies’ series, it’s Baxter who meets his mate, an alpha wolf who works for the council and goes by the name of Dominic. But they face more than one issue: the evil scientists who experimented on Dominic caused a change that means he no longer has a scent – and without that, Baxter can’t be sure Dominic is his mate. And that results in the overprotective oldest brother, head of the legendary Battle Bunnies, to go into full protective mode and attempting to keep the wolf away from Baxter. Added to the external issues they continue to have, Baxter and Dominic have their hands full trying to mate and stay alive. Baxter is just a little different from his brothers. My guess is they all are, considering that Bailey from book one is blind, but Baxter feels his differences more intensely than the others. He also doesn’t want the differences to go away. So it’s not just his piercings that set him apart. But when a half-crazed with lust alpha wolf comes after him, Baxter isn’t so sure he wants to stand out anymore. He can’t smell Dominic, but he does feel drawn to him – if only his stupid oldest brother would stop interfering! Given a few moments alone, Baxter is sure he’d be able to figure it out. But that is not meant to be. Dominic knows that Baxter is his mate, he can smell him just fine. He hates how overprotective Baxter’s brothers are, and decides his only chance is to take extreme measures. The Solvency Rule may not be known to the bunnies, which doesn’t help, but luckily Bailey’s mate, Vey the gargoyle, is well aware how it works. He and Dominic’s brother make sure all goes as it is supposed to – until external events interfere and Dominic ends up fighting for his and his mate’s life. I was pretty much ready to strangle Baxter’s meddling brothers and think Dominic was still pretty nice to them. These personal issues and the added external stress, new discoveries, and more mystery around the scientists and their experiments made for a very exciting adventure with some hints as to who is next. I can’t wait! If you like a little humor with your paranormal stories, if two men who want to mate but are stopped by unwilling family and chaotic events are your thing, and if you’re looking for a read that is suspenseful, full of new mysteries, and some hot action between the sheets, then you will probably like this novella." -- Serena Yates, Rainbow Book Reviews
Leaving the house, he walked out onto the vast portico on the front of the house and took a deep breath of cool night air. Lifting his arms above his head, Bax stretched to his full height of five-seven.
Bax froze. Something was up. It was too quiet, and nothing was moving. Prickles skimmed over his skin and his hair stood on end. From the tall grass at the bottom of the large porch’s stone steps came a low growl.
The next instance a monstrous half man, half wolf leapt up the steps, and landed in front of Bax. Saliva dripped from its huge, tooth-filled snout and yellow eyes glowed down at Bax. Before he could move the wolf-man was on him, throwing him onto his back.
With a crackle of static and a snap, Bax shifted into his bunny form and scampered out from under heavy limbs. The thing leaped at him again. Bax darted away with nails scratching and skidding against the stone floor, and managed to evade the threat. He raced around the nearest pillar, praying he could gain enough speed to run toward the front door. He had no intentions of being bunny tartar to the drooling monstrosity chasing him.
He heard a low rumbling growl as he circled around the large pillar and knew he was a hair's breadth away from being snapped up. Bax put on a burst of speed and jumped down off the porch, landing in the dirt below with a soft thud. It took a moment for Bax to catch his breath. Leaping off the porch in human form was hard enough. In bunny form, it was like jumping off a building.
It freaking hurt.
Bax's eyes rounded when something big and growling landed in the dirt in front of him. He took one look at those big razor sharp canines and spun tail, heading around the edge of the porch landing. He knew the shrubs wouldn't slow the wolf down much, but it just might be enough to—Bax screamed as he went down.
He struggled under the weight of the massive paws pinning him to the ground. His little claws dug deep into the dirt as he tried to find purchase, anything to get away. Bax kicked with his back feet, satisfaction filling him when he heard a grunt of pain from the wolf.
If he wasn't so invested in escaping, he'd turn over and give that damn flea bitten dog all his claws. Bax had fought off more than one predator in his lifetime. He knew if he didn't run when he could, his continued good health would be in serious jeopardy.
He was kind of partial to breathing.
Bax froze when the air above him became hot, a soft breath blowing down over his fur. He might have waited just a little too long to escape. The muzzle that brushed against him, sniffing, freaked Bax out so much, he shifted.
And then he screamed.
Bax's heart pounded in his chest when a hand was slapped over his mouth. The muzzle that had been brushing against him a second before let out a low threatening growl. Even if he hadn't had a hand pressed over his mouth, Bax would have known to not make a squeak. When he gave a slow nod to let his captor know he understood the warning, the hand was removed.
As he laid there in the dirt, surrounded by the shrubs, Bax became increasingly aware of the fact that he was buck ass naked, and so was the shifter pinning him to the ground. He was also very aware of the fact that the shifter was very—very—aroused...and hung like a freaking horse. Bax felt like he had a lead pipe sliding between his ass cheeks.
Bax felt heat flood his face when a soft moan escaped his lips. He just couldn't seem to help it. The sensation was delicious and it had been so long since he had felt anything like it. Well, he hadn't ever really felt anything like it. There just couldn't be that many men on the planet that were built like this wolf.
Bax was unable to prevent himself from arching up his ass. It really did feel fantastic. Still, he preferred knowing who was rubbing off on him. "Um...maybe you should buy me dinner first."
Wolf man's chest rumbled again, but this time is was less threatening. If Bax didn't know better, he'd think the wolf was laughing. And that made Bax wonder...he turned his head and glanced back over his shoulder, making contact with a set of deep emerald green eyes.
Dominic opened his arms. Lucky was placed back in the basket, and then Dominic had an arm full of his beautiful Baxter. Dominic had no doubts that, given the chance, he and Bax would have a solid mating.
The shifter started rubbing his face against Dom’s before continuing down over his neck. Dom knew the bunny was spreading his scent over him in a bunny way. He relaxed back and luxuriated at the mini massage his chest and belly were receiving.
Okay, not all of him was relaxed and his cock stiffened up even more when Baxter’s chin rubbed the base of his cock up to the tip. Dom lurched up onto his elbows when the head of his cock was enveloped by wet, warm and tight.
The elegant notes of a soft hum filled the room. The vibrations had Dom clutching the bed covers as the top of his head almost blew off. He reached down and sank his fingers into Bax’s silky hair. “I will claim you if we do this.”
Bax lifted his head. Dominic winced as coolness replaced the warm heat on his cockhead. Part of him regretted interrupting the pleasure; the other part needed Bax's acceptance of forever.
Bax shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t doubt it.
“Say the words, Baxter,” Dominic pushed. “You can’t scent me.”
“I’m a bunny, wolf.” Bax traced the edge of Dominic’s nipple with his finger. “Not everything is about the nose.”
“So, you’re convinced we’re mates?” Dominic pushed harder.
Bax shrugged his shoulder again. Dominic was starting to hate that action. “Of course,”
Dominic blinked. “Of course. That’s all you have to say?”
One eyebrow rose, and the cocky bunny Dominic found so fascinating was back.
“When you know, you know.” This time Bax shrugged both shoulders.
That was all Dominic needed. With a quick flip Bax was on his back and Dominic hovered over him. Much like Bax had rubbed his scent all over Dominic, now the big wolf started placing kisses on his mate’s neck. Every kiss included a bit of teeth that had the smaller man wiggling and squirming. Bax’s pretty dick bobbed, it’s head leaving shiny wetness on his taut belly.
Dominic wanted to bathe in Bax’s fresh, wild scent. He took a moment to bury his nose in Bax’s underarm before continuing his exploration of paradise a little farther south. Dominic kissed a path down Bax's side to the curve of his hip and abdomen. The skin there was silky soft and deserving of some attention.
Bax shuddered when Dominic stroked his tongue along his hip bone. "Do-Dom, you're...you're killing me here."
Dominic grinned against Bax's skin. It was always nice to hear he was driving his mate insane. That meant he was doing something right. He intended to do more than drive Bax crazy. He wanted to send his mate to the moon and back. He wanted to make Bax senseless. They would only ever get one first time together. He needed to make it memorable.
Moving closer to the nice thick shaft between Bax's legs, Dominic made a point of moving right on past it to the underside of Bax's knees. Bax groaned but it was more a sound of protest than pleasure, although that was there too.
The soft giggle that filled the air when Dominic licked the underside of Bax's knee brought a grin to his face. He had found a ticklish spot. He licked it again and again until Bax wiggled to get free.
Who said sex couldn't be fun?
And it didn't hurt that Bax's skin tasted like pure ambrosia. Dominic wanted to slide his tongue over every inch, from head to toe, and then start back up the way he had come. When Dominic started licking at the hollow of Bax’s ankles, outright chuckles burst out.
Fingers dove into Dominic’s hair, pulling the strands tight. “Dominic, please…”
Lurching forward, Dominic sucked Bax’s sweet prick into his mouth and didn’t stop until his lips touched the fine hair surrounding the base. He ignored the sting of Bax’s grasping fingers. He knew his mate was a newbie to the art of loving. Dominic’s possessive wolf was smiling with pleasure at being Bax’s one and only.
Dominic began bobbing his head intent of showing Bax spine-tingling intimacy. Bax’s arms flopped back onto the bed next to his head and he spread his slim legs wider.
Letting his prick go, Dominic took one of Bax’s balls into his mouth. A gentle suck had a blond head lifting off the mattress.
Wide brown eyes stared down at Dom. “Holy shit, you can do that?”
Dominic chuckled. The vibration had Bax flopping back onto the bed and groaning long and loud. Reaching up, he put a finger against Bax’s lips. “Suck on it. Get it nice and wet.”
Bax’s tongue wrapped around his finger and he began sucking. Dominic drew Bax’s other ball into his mouth. The pull on Dominic’s finger strengthened.
Dominic let his precious mouthful go and started licking Bax’s perineum. If it wouldn’t take another seeing his mate’s secrets, Dom would suggest the bunny get a tiny hoop through that bit of flesh. He continued his exploration of Bax’s delights and pressed his tongue flat against the tiny wrinkled rosette.
Bax’s mouth let go of Dominic’s finger. “Dominic…”
Dominic didn’t let Bax finish the sentence. He pressed his wet digit into his mate’s chute. His finger eased into the tight hole way too easily. Surprise had Dom looking up into Bax’s face.
One eyebrow raised and Bax’s big brown eyes sparkled with mischief. “What? Bunnies are known to fuck like bunnies. Self-lubrication is a must.”
“Just to clarify, when you say you fuck like a bunny…”
Bax rolled his eyes. “How’s your stamina?”
Dominic puffed out his chest. “I’d say it’s pretty good.”
“Well, being mated to me will test that theory. Bunnies like sex, and we like it a lot. Four or five times a day is about normal. Hence, the self-lubrication. There’s not always time to find a bottle of lube, so nature made up for that when they made us bunnies.”
“So, that means what exactly?”
“It means you can basically bend me over any flat surface and I’m ready to go.”