Wild Nights (MFM)

Blood Moon Legacy 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 51,468
19 Ratings (3.8)

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters]

Ayasha White knows she is different, even for a wolf. When a fire burns her house to the ground, killing her uncle, she flees to Wolf Creek and into the arms of Lenox Carter. Her body awakens with passion and her wolf spirit rises in the presence of her mate. But Lenox holds disturbing knowledge of her past and a cold truth about her other mate.

Riley Tormel, Lenox’s friend-turned-foe, leads the rebel pack hot on Ayasha’s tail. He won’t stop until she’s dead. When she unleashes a powerful surge of emotions within him, he’s left questioning his motives and unable to shake a foreign desire to protect her.

Time is running out. Ayasha’s life lies in Riley’s unpredictable hand. Can she and Lenox convince Riley his place is with them? Or will the untamed rebel wolf rejoin forces with his pack and hunt them to the death in the wild night?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Wild Nights (MFM)
19 Ratings (3.8)

Wild Nights (MFM)

Blood Moon Legacy 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 51,468
19 Ratings (3.8)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
This book pulled me in from the start. Heart-stopping action and danger peppered with strong emotional conflicts make for a compelling read. Aya and her wolves are mated and fated. Watching Riley struggle to give up the hatred he'd nurtured for years was heartening. Lennox' love for both of them shone through. Enough threads were left dangling to make me anticipate the third in the series. Aya is one lucky wolf!
Josie Dennis
Better than the first in book in this Series but still not worth 4 stars I am afraid! I like the storyline that the three main characters have to fight their preconceptions and that they all start out as enemies but I did think that 25 years of hating each other when one conversation solved all the misguided hatred was a little far fetching! I felt the story was a little more thrilling than the last and the tension was better developed during the enemy capture scenes. All in all an average read.
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5 TEA CUPS: "Rhea Regale brought a sequel to Wild Hearts the Blood Moon Legacy series. Let me say Wild Nights can be read alone or with the first in the series, Wild Hearts. After reading it, I admit I went and bought Wild Hearts. I couldn’t get enough of these werewolves. This story starts with action from the very beginning. Ayasha White is running from werewolves that had killed her beloved uncle and burnt down her home. She runs for the safety of Wolf Creek and into the arms of Lenox Creek, her true mate. Things never added up for Aya. Coming to Wolf Creek brought her to a place that she wasn’t quite ready for. She knew that Lenox would protect her because her uncle said so and also he was her mate. Lenox had been looking for his mate for 25 years and now here she comes to him for protection and he wanted Aya safe. She was a white wolf and there were only two that he knew of around. Aya was his and no one would ever hurt her again. The only problem with that is Riley Tormel he had been gone twenty five years also but he ran for a whole other reason, he helped slaughter Aya's family and was fed lies about how his father died. When Aya found out that Lenox was just one half of her mate she didn’t know that the other would be a man who destroyed her life. Riley didn’t want Aya as a mate, he wanted to mate her then kill her but when the time came Aya’s love and Lenox's honesty made him realize that fate had other plans. Riley and Lenox showed Aya how their love could withstand all the horrible things in her life. The sexual tension has you torn to who you want the alpha mate to be and in the end the white always wins. Rhea did a wonderful job writing a story that kept you wanting more and on the edge of your seat. The Blood Moon Legacy series is worth reading over and over." -- Wendy, Happily Ever After Reviews

4.5 CHERRIES: "In a matter of minutes Aya’s safe and protected world with her uncle is shattered and her life in danger. Little did she know, as a sacred white wolf, her life was forfeit from birth. Aya’s uncle sacrifices himself to ensure that Aya has a chance to reach Lenox Carter, one of her two destined mates. While Nox wants only to protect Aya and make her happy, her other mate, Riley, is sworn to eradicate the white wolves from the face of the earth. Can Aya forgive Riley’s role in the death of her beloved uncle? Will Riley be able to let go of his desire for revenge? When Aya confronts Riley the dialogue and tension is explosive! In this second installment of Ms. Regale’s thrilling Blood Moon Legacy the fight to save the last descendants of the sacred white wolves continues with Aysha White and her mates Lenox Carter and Riley Tormel. Wild Nights is every bit as exciting and breath stealing as the first book, Wild Hearts. Ms. Regale has created a tantalizing world of werewolf shifters and the legacy of the Blood Moon Massacre. Rebel wolves continue in their quest to destroy the powerful and mystical white wolves. The sadistic she-wolf that tried unsuccessfully to destroy Shyla, Coal and Jacy in Wild Hearts has a sister, Eliza who uses her control over a rebel band of wolves to manipulate them into killing for her pleasure. There are so many great elements to this story. The romance and sexual chemistry between Aya, Nox and Riley is hot. Their personal struggles that have to be overcome so that they can be a triad unit are compelling. The inherent evil of the devious Eliza is literally palpable. Ms. Regale has a very vivid writing style that makes the action appear to jump right off the page and carry the reader along for the adventure. Eliza mentions having another sister that gives this reviewer hope that there will be at least one more installment to this series. While I would have liked to have had Shyla, Jacy and Cole brought into this story, even if it was for a cameo only, it didn’t detract from the book at all. My understanding of the story is that Aya and Shyla would be cousins so I was looking for a reunion of sorts, but that could happen in a third story. The wolves out to decimate the white wolves seem to get more inventive and determined as the series progresses. Eliza was certainly more manipulative and sadistic than Laela. This reader will be keeping her eyes open with hopeful anticipation that Ms. Regale will honor us with one more installment!" -- Honeysuckle, Whipped Cream Reviews

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At last, the rift of tension dissipated around them. Lust, and the fiery desires that coiled deep within her womb, engulfed her once more. She dipped her head and licked him, slowly drawing her tongue from the crease between his staff and his sac straight up to the tip of his crown. He sucked in a sharp breath. Salty sweetness lingered over her tongue, and she purred with the pleasure of his taste. She followed the same path once more before she swirled her tongue over his crown.

Lenox squeezed her ass, spreading her cheeks until a cool breath of air slid over her nether region. She gently pumped Riley’s cock with her fist, lapping at the underside of his shaft. He twitched and seeped beneath her assault, pleasing her as she pleased him. She drew his wide head into her mouth. She took as much of him as she could. His crown hit the back of her throat, and she moaned at the taste of him, the fullness of him in her mouth.

Lenox slid his fingers along the cleft of her ass. They glided with ease, and in their path, cold moisture lingered that made her cream.

“We’ve agreed to share,” Riley added, his voice strained. Aya pumped him with even strokes, pulling back until she nearly crested his tip, then sucking him back in. He tried to thrust deeper, but she held him down with her fist around the base of his cock. She rolled his heavy sac in her other hand. Oh, how she delighted at the sensation of his velvety skin molding and shifting beneath her touch. “Starting tonight… Fuck, Aya, stop. I’m gonna come in your mouth.”

Aya chuckled, the hum causing him to arch into her mouth.

When Lenox eased a finger into her rear entrance, she gasped. Her head snapped up, and she tried to pull away, but he held her around the waist and continued his slow probe of her rear entrance. Riley straightened onto his knees and lifted her chin to meet his gaze.

“We’re gonna start fresh, remember?” he cooed. Aya locked her arms around his neck for support and closed her eyes as she absorbed the unusual sensation of Lenox’s finger in her nether hole. The gentle invasion was soon accompanied by a more pleasant stroke to her clit. She dropped her head to Riley’s shoulder and sighed. “We’re putting aside the past and building a future from this moment on.”

“She’s tight,” Lenox growled. Aya tilted her hips to gain better friction against her clit. Riley left a trail of kisses down her neck. “Ayasha, love, relax.”

“Trust me, you’ll enjoy this tremendously,” Riley assured. He reclined, pulling Aya over him. Lenox guided her hips over Riley’s. She glanced up at Riley’s handsome face through heavy-lidded eyes and relaxed. His cock slid through her sopping pussy until his crown came to rest against her vagina. She lowered herself to take him into her body. Lenox caught her before she slid too far down his dick.

Aya hung in a maddening limbo, aching to be filled by Riley, throbbing for release, when a new sensation struck her. Lenox ran the head of his cock along the slit of her ass, tantalizing her nerves. She clenched down on Riley and watched him stiffen beneath her.

“Oh, my…” she purred. “This is torture. You must do something.”

“I’ll be gentle,” Lenox murmured. His cock pressed against her tight rear entrance. Aya’s first instinct was to pull down, but instead, she was surprised by her own curiosity. She arched into Riley, spreading herself more for Lenox, and pressed back onto his penis. With excruciating slowness, Lenox slid into her as he and Riley guided her down Riley’s dick. Lenox’s weight pressed against her back, forcing her flush against Riley. Her lost wolf whipped his hands up to her head and crushed his mouth against hers.

Aya swam in the hunger of Riley’s kiss, the fullness invading her cunt and ass, and the erotic strokes of pleasure that accompanied each gentle motion. Lenox’s cock slid with ease, filling her rear with his thickness. He held a steady pace that taunted her swollen nub with each rock over Riley.

Riley plundered her mouth with his tongue, and she found breath from his lungs. The man filled her chest with his essence, her body with his cock, and her spirit with completion.

Lenox’s mouth hovered over the nape of her neck, his hot breath splaying over her cool skin. One of his hands cupped her breast and rolled her nipple between two fingers. He tugged, the spears of pleasure shooting straight down to her clit. Her pussy was so wet, so twisted with the need for release that the slightest brushes made her tremble. Her womb coiled and thrummed. The sensation of being filled completely by two men, the stretching and friction, consumed her. Her skin zinged with sensitivity. Each light touch, each loving stroke, each caress, it threatened to undo her.


Her moan drew a growl from Riley. He thrust his hips up. The sudden motion of him filling her to the hilt sparked the break of her coils. She rocked over him, seeking the last bit of friction she needed. Lenox held still inside her rear, his swollen erection pressing into Riley’s shaft.

Her arms buckled, and she fell on top of Riley. Her body quivered with a blinding ache that thumped hard in her womb.

“Too much, little wolf?” Riley groaned. She barely shook her head before Lenox’s arms encased her and pulled her straight up. She whimpered as Riley’s fullness left her. She dropped her head back on Lenox’s shoulder and moaned her delight as he assaulted her throat with hungry kisses and light scrapes of his teeth.

“I think so. Perhaps we should stop?” Lenox teased. He kneaded the mounds of her breasts, keeping her sitting on his dick. There was no pain with his intrusion, only a new, heightened pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered.

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