[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, shape-shifters, sex in partially-shifted form, HEA]
Shea is a waitress at the Wild Animal Diner. She’s one of the few humans living in Wild that know about the existence of shifters. She has a lot of responsibilities and isn’t looking for a man. Then Logan walks into the diner, takes one sniff of her and calls her his. Then after an explosive meeting he leaves town. Is he coming back? Does she want him to? She isn’t so sure.
Logan is a polar bear shifter that happened to be told about Wild a few months ago by a breeding female he pointed back toward her destiny. He decides to see what the town has to offer. What he finds is his mate, but then he has to leave town. He has responsibilities of his own and is kept away longer than he intends.
Will Logan and Shea become a happily mated couple with surprises from them both and a danger stalking them as they try to work out the difficulties of their merged lives? Or will there be something that keeps them from each other? Or someone?
A Siren Erotic Romance
4 STARS: "Because of responsibilities, Logan had to leave his mate behind. Now he has returned to hopefully claim Shea as his and not a moment too soon, because danger is stalking them in this captivating paranormal romance. Because of what happened to her sister, Shea is raising her nephew as her own and she's kind of hesitant about taking on a large polar bear shifter as a mate. The reader can't help but get caught up in the story as Logan returns to claim her, only to find that they both have secrets to share. Shea and Logan captivates readers with their giving and loving hearts as well as their burning hot attraction to each other. The fast-paced and smooth-flowing plot keeps readers on their toes with lots of suspense, excitement and passion. Spine tingling anticipation builds not only in the romance department as the readers wait to see how the relationship proceeds but also because a dangerous character from Shea's past has found them and he won't stop until he gets what's his. I was completely enthralled by the well written scenes and details that brought this captivating story to life and the fascinating characters that call Wild, Montana home has definitely ensured that I will be visiting them again." -- Evampire, The Romance Reviews
“You should wait for me before attempting to come down the stairs. It’s dangerous now that the baby is getting so big.” Logan spoke gently to his mate, sensing that she was upset about something, and she tended to get emotional for no apparent reason sometimes. He knew it was because of the hormones, but he hated it when she cried. But his mate did not start crying or anything else he expected. She shocked the hell out of him when his mate got to the bottom of the stairs, turned to face him, and growled at him.
“I can go down the stairs just fine without you holding me and my giant belly up!” She was snarling, and though it was completely inappropriate, Logan was getting turned on. His mate never spoke to him like this or got mad. “I don’t need your furry butt to tell me that I am as big as a house and that I’m ugly!” She turned to walk away, and Logan stopped her.
“Ugly? Baby, what are you talking about? You are the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid my eyes on.” Logan kept a calm, soothing tone, but it seemed to enrage her more. She pushed him, though he refused to budge and snarled at him again.
“Don’t lie to me! If I was any kind of attractive to you, we would be mated by now!” After she yelled the words, she seemed to realize what she said and clamped her lips shut. Logan’s head was spinning at the accusations, and he was at a loss for words. Before he could respond to her accusations, someone knocked on the door. He grumbled at his mate.
“This conversation is not over,” He insisted, and went to answer the door. Not find her attractive? How could she possibly think that? He woke up next to her every morning with a cock as hard as concrete, but kept his distance so as not to scare her. He was grumbling to himself when he opened the door.
Logan stood there blinking for a moment at the sight before him. The alpha female of the Grey pack stood before him in all of her five foot four glory, with her arms lying calmly at her sides. Next to her was Indigo, mate to one of the betas, with a very noticeable pregnancy of her own. Behind them were Nia and Sade, two of the alpha female’s closest friends and perhaps a little protection. Caleb was possessive of his mate, and also took her security and that of his children and family very seriously.
“Good morning, Logan,” Eira said in a happy, upbeat voice that made Logan suspicious.
“Good morning, Eira. Can I help you with something?” Logan wasn’t sure what was going on, but he didn’t think he was going to like it.
“Sure. You can go get Shea. We are going to the spa today.” Eira seemed delighted to tell him something he didn’t know, and smirked at him. That was when Logan was sure that his quiet little mate had been complaining to the alpha female about what was making her so upset with him. Before he could answer, he was nudged aside by his little mate, who was walking fairly quickly for being so large.
Shea had a bag slung over her shoulder, and Logan’s bear snarled. Logan didn’t realize he had growled, until his mate turned and narrowed her eyes at him.
“Did you just growl at me?” She demanded, while not raising her voice. But Logan wasn’t fooled. He had one very pissed off mate. Logan cleared his throat and verbally jumped off a cliff, put his foot not just in his mouth, but all the way down his throat, and pissed off five predator women standing on his porch. He had no doubt that though his mate and the alpha female were human, they were just as much predators as the shifter women.
“I’m not sure it’s a good idea for you to be out of the house. It might not be safe.” Eira snorted at him and turned to walk down the steps and leave him with his fuming mate.
“I will be perfectly safe, and I can assure you that with the way I am feeling, only a stupid ass polar bear would think that anything or anyone could do me any harm right now!” By the time she reached the end of her statement, she was yelling and breathing hard from the exertion. Logan watched her catch her breath, breathing in and out. As she composed herself, she met his eyes. “I will be back tonight. The kids are playing in their new playroom. I am not going anywhere except the spa and back here. I will stay safe.” With the parting comment, she turned around and waddled down the steps to the other women. Logan let her go and hoped he would be able to fix the anger he had caused in his mate. He wanted to keep her safe and he had the lingering feeling that all wasn’t right around them. His instinct was to hunt the potential threat and eliminate it but he wasn’t about to leave his family right then.
“Come here.” Logan waved a finger and pointed in front of him. Shea crawled to the side of the bed where he stood, and looked up at her mate. She sat back on her knees and waited. She didn’t mind him being in charge. She really liked it, based on her heightened arousal. Logan’s hand came up and caressed her cheek.
“We go at your pace. If there is something you don’t like, you tell me.” Shea nodded her acceptance to Logan. He stepped closer to her, and her gaze was drawn to the hard cock in front of her now. Shea wanted to touch it, but waited for Logan to inform her of what to do. “Touch me. You want to, so do it.” His voice just made her even wetter, and she was sure her pants were going to be soaked soon, just as her panties were.
Shea reached out and grasped Logan’s cock. The soft steel of his erection made her moan. She squeezed him and slid her hand up and down him.
“Mmmm. Yeah, baby. Just like that.” Logan’s words spurred her on, and she got a rhythm going. “Damn.” He cursed again, and Shea felt powerful and sexy. She was making this huge, sexy man moan in pleasure. She licked her lips and continued to stare at her hand, giving him pleasure.
“Lick it.” Shea’s eyes shot up to Logan’s. His eyes had turned arctic blue, and he was looking down at her like he wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her as hard and fast as he could. Shea was all for that, but she knew her mate had something to prove. “Lick the head, sweetheart. You want to, and I definitely want you to.” Shea kept eye contact and leaned forward. She stuck her tongue out and took one long swipe of the tip of his cock. Logan grunted, and she moaned at the taste. He tasted salty and sweet all together, and she licked him again.
Shea couldn’t get enough of her mate’s hard cock, and she wanted more. She settled her mouth onto the tip and sucked him into her mouth. She felt Logan grip her hair and guide her. It was the most intense, erotic thing that she had ever felt, having him dominate her attentions. She sucked him deeper and deeper until he hit the back of her throat. He wasn’t all the way in, but Shea wasn’t sure how to do that.
“Relax your throat, and it will massage the head.” Logan instructed her, and she did just that. He slid the rest of the way in, and she gripped him in her throat. She swallowed around him, and he moaned long and low. Shea realized that was something he really liked, and did it again.
After a few more times, Logan’s hand tightened in her hair, and he pulled her off of him.
“But I wasn’t finished,” Shea complained, and gave him a disgruntled look. He smiled down at her and caressed her jaw.
“I know, baby. Next time, I’ll let you play and have your fun. But for now, I want you naked.” She shivered, and he chuckled at his words.
Logan reached for the hem of her shirt and drew it over her belly and breasts and, finally, her head. Her breasts were quite swollen and nearly falling out of her black satin bra. She wondered if she should have invested in more sexy lingerie. Men liked that, didn’t they? Her bra and panties served only a functional purpose, and while they weren’t ugly, they weren’t specifically alluring either.
“What’s wrong, love?” Logan asked, breaking her out of her inner dialogue.
“I was wondering if you would prefer me in more sexy lingerie than a strictly useful bra.” The words slipped out, and Shea was embarrassed. She wouldn’t look at Logan, until he lifted her chin to meet his eyes.
“You are beautiful. I love everything about your body.” His hand swept along her belly, and the baby kicked him, causing them both to smile. “If you want to go lingerie shopping, I would be happy to go with you, but all I need is you naked.” He knelt on the floor, and took her face in his hands. He pressed a gentle kiss that turned heated, as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. “Lean back, baby,” he said after breaking the kiss.
Shea leaned back on her hands and watched Logan pull her pants from her body. She was left in nothing but her bra and underwear, which he quickly fixed. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her heavier-than-usual breasts were pulled from the bra.
Logan’s finger gently touched the tip of her erect nipple. Then he bent his head and licked it. Shea’s nipples were already sensitive, and his actions sent a pulse straight down to her clit. She moaned and pressed her breast more firmly into his face. He made a noise of pleasure at her actions and sucked the nipple into his mouth. His other hand slid up to cup her other breast and began playing with her other nipple.
Shea was squirming around beneath Logan, getting more and more turned on. After his attentions were divided between her breasts for a while, Shea couldn’t stop the plea that tumbled from her mouth.
“Please, please, Logan. I need more.”