[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, bondage]
Human contact is the last thing Sable wants, and the she-wolf lives wild to avoid any chance encounters. But when a hunter sees the beautiful woman transform into his quarry, she becomes fair game. Jude and his twin, Jonas, capture the feral creature and plan to tame the wild beast, but her mating frenzy ignites their lust and blurs the line between captor and captive. The she-wolf can’t deny her attraction to the brothers, and their passion creates a strong bond that none are willing to accept. Sable has no desire for a pair of human mates, but destiny steps in, and she finds herself mated to men who only think of her as an animal. Suddenly, she’s in more danger than she thought possible, and the need to escape increases. But the bond between her and her captors is sealed, and she discovers surrender isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
A Siren Erotic Romance
4.5 CHERRIES: "Hold on to your hat because this book is hot and will leave a lasting impression on you. Mating Call is not a story to be read and easily forgotten. Talk about making snowflakes sizzle from heat. Jude, who is hell bent on eradicating the wolf species, discovers that having a female shifter around may change the rules. When Jude and his brother Jonas capture Sable a wolf shifter, they told themselves it was in the name of research and money but things get out of control when Sable goes into heat. Collared like a dog, Sable fights them as hard as she can, only she fears that she will end up like one of those victims who become emotionally attached to their kidnappers.” Jonas, a doctor, reminds her of Mr. Hyde one moment and Dr. Jekyll the next with his mood swings. There are times when he can be sweet and loving, and times when he is ugly and mean. Let me add that both brothers soon find they are very possessive of the little she wolf. I have to share my favorite line in the book: “She actually asked me if he was seeing another woman” Jude let out a gruff laugh. “I told her yeah, a real dog.” Let me just say it was a good thing I was not drinking anything at the time. Mating Call is an amazing book and I could go on and on about how much I loved it but really you will have to read this one for yourself. I know I will be telling all my friends to pick up a copy to add to their library." -- Myrtle, Whipped Cream Reviews
4 STARS: "Can a sexy Lycan shifter fall for twin brothers who are holding her captive? Will twins, Jude and Jonas, let anything come between them – even if it turns out to be love? Mating Call is definitely a love story of a different kind. Jude (the hunter) and Jonas (the scientist) find themselves facing a sibling rivalry like none other when Sable crosses their paths. Jude captures Sable and brings her home to Jonas who is eager to stick her under a microscope and see what makes her tick. However, Jonas gets way more than he bargained for once Sable goes into heat. He is inexplicably drawn to her even though he considers her an “animal.” Their attraction cannot be denied. Jude, on the other hand, wants no part of Sable, that is, until Jonas decides that they could “share” her. Jonas decides that since she’s already in heat, the possibility of her getting pregnant multiplies. He is very excited about studying a half human, half Lycan child. Even though they each have their reasons for not trusting one another, they all find themselves falling deeper into this dangerous liaison. And so begins what I thought would be the usual M/F/M ménage story; but boy, was I wrong. Ms. Stanley’s excellent development of the main characters makes it impossible not to care for each of them. I found the story compelling and believable. I completely forgot that I was reading a non-traditional love story. This story affected me in a way like no other. I really wanted each brother to win Sable over and live happily ever after, but that would mean one of them would get hurt. I truly felt Sable's torment when she realized that she couldn’t live with or without the brothers. The conflict that developed between Jude and Jonas was an emotional roller-coaster ride that kept me riveted. It's impossible not to mention the sizzling hot, well-written sex scenes. I am happy to say that they didn’t take over the story and were a very necessary part of this book. I loved this story. It was hot, sexy, and surprisingly romantic." -- Vixhen, The Romance Reviews
4 TEA CUPS: "I was very excited to review Mating Call after reading the first book in the Black Wolf Gorge series, Call of the Wilds. Gale Stanley's writing does not disappoint. She expertly pulls you into the world she creates and keeps you there. Sable is captured by two hunters that are known for their hate towards wolves after animals killed their family. The two unrefined brothers can't help but be attracted to the dark-haired beauty, even though they see her as more animal than woman. Being in heat, Sable can't resist the men, even if they are keeping her trapped against her will. Hot threesome sex is the result, and it certainly was hot! Initially, I felt Sable and Jonas developing a connection, but that was soon lost as Sable and Jude grew closer. I enjoyed Sable's character. In the first book, she was the villain, but redeemed herself in this edition, becoming likeable and sympathetic. I had issues with the brothers, especially Jonas. I couldn't quite believe the love connection between them. Jude, who started out in an unfavorable light, became very sympathetic as he fell in love with the Lycan-mixed woman. For an engaging, sexy read about a beautiful shifter and the two rustic men that capture her heart, get a copy of Gale Stanley's new book, Mating Call." -- LynnMarie, Happily Ever After Reviews
What right did this man have to take her from her home? She snarled to let him know he couldn't hold her forever.
A frown creased his face. He held a bat in one hand, and he lifted it in a threatening manner. "Don't give me an excuse to use this."
She curled her lips, displaying wicked incisors, and her hackles stood erect. Stupid, stupid man. She willed him to come closer. She'd slit him open and eat his entrails while he watched.
"Let me handle this." Another figure stepped forward.
She growled her displeasure. Two against one. If she wasn't restrained, she'd kill them both.
"Take it easy." He spoke in soothing tones. "I won't hurt you."
Bullshit. His Mr. Nice Guy act didn't fool her for a minute. He was human and not to be trusted.
He came closer but not so close that she could reach him.
Her eyes narrowed to slits.
"You must be hungry and thirsty." He smiled to let her know he was on her side. "Jude. Get some water."
The other man disappeared outside and came back with a bucket.
She licked her dry lips and wondered what she'd have to do for a drink. They played a dangerous game with her. If only she could get close, she'd claw that grin off his mouth. For now, she'd play along, learn what she could, and plan her escape.
Jude pushed the pail toward her with his bat.
She lapped thirstily until she drank her fill then sat back and watched them warily.
"I know you're hungry. Shift, and I'll get you whatever you want."
Shock made her hackles rise. They couldn't know. She'd been too careful to hide her existence.
"Don't play dumb," the surly one called Jude said, grunting at her. "I've already had the pleasure of seeing your other body."
She wanted to howl in frustration. How long had she been watched? She played dumb and sat as still as the wood sculptures her father used to carve.
"So you're only a wolf. I might as well kill you then." Jude pulled a gun from his pocket and pointed it at her head.
Her heart stuttered like a jackhammer, but she held her ground.
He cocked the trigger, and fear turned her blood ice-cold.
She contemplated her options. She had none. Her enemy had the home advantage. She considered shifting.
Jude turned to his friend. "What do you want me to do?"
"Are you sure about this, Jude?"
"I know what I saw. I'm not crazy."
"Put the gun away." He stared at her pensively. "As far as I'm concerned, the only good wolf is a dead one. If you're what my brother says you are, then you're of some use to me. If not..." He let the words trail off, his meaning clear. "Think about it. When I come back, we'll talk. Or not." They turned and walked out. The heavy door slammed shut, and the ominous warning hung in the air.
* * * *
The woman threw back her head defiantly, and her long, black hair whipped over her shoulder. A magnificent creature, and all his.
Amber eyes flecked with green pinned him. Wolf's eyes. They held him spellbound.
Her chest heaved, and her incredible breasts rose and fell erotically. He had a sudden urge to feel her tanned skin under his fingers, to test the weight of her heavy breasts. He wondered how she would respond to a man's touch, his touch. He moved a little closer.
Her wild, musky scent didn't put him off. On the contrary, it was alluring, a pulse-twitching perfume that threatened to drug him, as potent as the narcotic he'd put in her water. He couldn't wait to analyze it, along with everything else about this exotic animal.
It must be her musk that made him react so strongly. Not even Nicole got him so hard, so fast. He tamped down his growing arousal. He'd castrate himself before acting on his desires. Not with a creature capable of morphing into his worst nightmare.
"I'm glad you decided to cooperate. We can make things a lot more pleasant for you. I don't like keeping a woman locked up in a root cellar. But I can't let a wolf in the house, now, can I? You could be chained up in here a long time."
She stared back at him defiantly, but he thought he saw a flicker of fear before she suppressed it. Good. He wanted her afraid. A little fear made an animal easier to train.
Most people around here argued that a wolf couldn't be trained. He was anxious to put that theory to the test, but he needed to use more than fear. Animal tranquilizers were a good safeguard. They calmed her down, and he could begin to establish a stable animal-handler relationship. Her training had no chance of success if he couldn't develop a strong bond between them. Punishment tempered with humane treatment, that was the key. If she could talk, it would make his job easier.
"I'm Jonas. Do you have a name?"
She narrowed her eyes and curled her lip back.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
"Why didn't you call me?" Jude came up behind him.
"You were asleep, and I wanted to check on her."
"I found her like this. She's magnificent."
"I told you so," he said smugly. "But I'm still not totally convinced it's a good idea to keep her."
"It would be a waste to kill her. We can learn so much from her."
"Just be careful. She'll turn on you in a heartbeat." Jude watched her for a few seconds, a quizzical look on his face.
Her head drooped, and her eyelids fluttered.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Nothing," Jonas replied quickly. "It's the drugs. She's going out again. Once her training kicks in, I can reduce the dosage."
"Well, don't reduce it too quick. No amount of training is going to make a wolf into a pet dog.”
His cock nudged her ass, and she pressed back, trying to make it seem accidental. He sucked in a breath then anchored her to his hips with one hand and cupped a breast with the other. He caressed the underside, carefully avoiding her nipple.
"Jonas." She sighed.
His nimble fingers found the tight bud and pinched. It wasn't enough. She pressed her hands over his and squeezed.
"I want to wash your hair." His voice was husky in her ear. "Hand me the shampoo."
She forced her eyes open, took the bottle from the shelf hanging below the showerhead, and passed it back.
Jonas poured some in his hands and lathered her scalp. "I've been wanting to do this. Your hair is beautiful. So long and thick."
No one had washed her hair in fifteen years. It was almost better than sex. She leaned into it, loving his strong massage. He took his time as if he enjoyed it as much as she did. When he finally rinsed her hair, she took the shampoo and washed his.
Sable took her time with his back. The play of muscles under her hands fascinated her. She worked her way down from his neck to his waist. The soapy lather ran over his perfect ass, drawing her attention and inspiring an urge to sink her teeth in his flesh. He turned abruptly as if he read her mind.
Disappointed, she soaped his arms, stopping to admire the tattoo that circled his right bicep.
"Does this spell “wild”? It looks like claws."
"It is. Just something stupid that Jude and I did when we were kids. We thought we were badasses."
"You still do."
He flashed his disarming grin. "Nah. We're pussycats."
"Right. And you know how well cats and dogs get along." She grinned back. "Different species should stick to their own."
Their eyes locked, and he pulled her closer. "Is that what you want?"
A sharp retort came to her lips, and she discarded it. "I just want to clean you up."
"Then I think you forgot something."
Her slim fingers wrapped around his cock and pumped. "I never forget anything," she whispered. "I saved the best for last."
* * * *
Jonas thought he'd explode when Sable dropped to her knees in front of him. She looked like a water goddess. Her beaded nipples peeked through the silky black curtain plastered to her body. He'd never seen anything so beautiful.
She let the shower rinse the soap from his penis before inching closer. His cock twitched in anticipation. It bobbed against her lips, and her tongue flicked out like a snake to circle the head. She explored the sensitive ridge, then her clever tongue found the underside of his balls and licked up to the tip of his cock, as if he were a lollipop. Gently, she cupped his sac in one hand and took him into her mouth. His groan echoed off the tile.
Her mouth, so hot around his cock, set him on fire. She looked up at him with those golden almond eyes and took him deeper. So deep, her nose rubbed the coarse hair at the base of his shaft. Jesus, who was taming whom? Since she came into his life, he'd thought of nothing else. She would kill him for sure.
Her hand searched playfully between the cheeks of his ass while she sucked harder, destroying him with her mouth. When her finger penetrated him, he lost it. He let out a harsh cry and flooded her mouth with his cum. His body shuddered with the longest, hottest, sweetest release of his life.
"Now that's a pretty sight." Jude's voice was an unwelcome intrusion that brought him back to reality. He hadn't even heard him slide open the shower door.
Sable stood in one graceful move and looked from one to the other.
Jude put a hand under the shower. "Shit. You didn't save me any hot water."
Jonas stiffened. The water was cold. Sable made him so hot, he hadn't noticed. He reached over her to shut it off. "I didn't want to wake you."
Jude threw him a towel, then handed another one to Sable. When she grabbed it, he reeled her in. "I wouldn't mind waking up with these lips wrapped around my cock." He gripped her chin and ran a thumb over her mouth.
Jonas scowled. "I thought you weren't ready," he asked, irritated. "What's the rush all of a sudden?"
Jude grinned. "Watching you inspires me." He palmed the bulge at his crotch. "I think I'm ready."