Rearing Heat (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 17,000
23 Ratings (4.0)

[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, Shape-Shifter]

Dex Legend knows what he saw and smelled that morning standing atop the ridge within the backdrop of the glistening sun, a beautiful golden mare, bold as you please. To add fuel to this heady mix, she is in heat and could be his mate! In a blink of an eye, she is gone, but a persistent hard-on has plagued him ever since.

Shayla Smith has finally found a place to call home at least for a while. Shayla has no idea there are more of her kind left—equestrian shifters—and especially not a drop-dead gorgeous stud that will not take no for an answer.

A paranormal erotic romance where nothing is taboo and the carnality is untamed!

A Siren Erotic Romance

Rearing Heat (MF)
23 Ratings (4.0)

Rearing Heat (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 17,000
23 Ratings (4.0)
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Cover Art by Skylar Sinclair
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JERR-SilverStar.gifSILVER STAR AWARD: "Skylar Sinclair has crafted a passionate romance story filled with sizzling hot and creative sex. The paranormal theme with shape shifters is well thought out. The plot by switching between humans and horses kept me fascinated and wanting to learn more about the lives of such creatures. Ms. Sinclair presented strong romantic feelings between the two main characters Dex and Shayla in both human and horse forms. She had me hanging on to make sure they found happiness. Dex is the man every woman wants. He is also the stud every mare wants. Shayla is the woman who struggles to find the man of her dreams. Shayla as a mare learns about what it means to have a family and what her mate must be. As I watched the characters shifting between human form and that of horses, I was intrigued by how a strong take charge male in either form is so appealing to a female. The sex scenes in both forms were sizzling hot and had me wanting to be Shayla I could feel the strong romantic bond between Dex and Shayla grow as the story unfold. The hot sex scenes presented the strong needs both characters experienced in a very real and gripping way. Ms. Sinclair's wonderful writing style had me captured from the beginning and I had to read this short book in one sitting. I urge every woman that enjoys a good creative paranormal erotic romance with intriguing erotic sex scenes to read this book." -- Wendy, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

5 KISSES: "Rearing Heat is one of the best Skylar Sinclair books ever! Dex and Shayla have an intense passion and when they indulge in it, you'd better watch out. Hot is a tame word for their lovemaking. There is a scene where Dex takes Shayla in their horse forms and primal doesn't even begin to cover it! Rearing Heat is a short novel that will leave you begging for more!" -- Tara Renee, Two Lips Reviews

5 ROSES: "This story is perfect for one of those chilly evenings. It will become hot and humid shortly if you aren't the ice princess that is. Dex is an equestrian shifter. He can become a massive black Quarter horse at a moments thought. He has been hunting for a golden Palomino mare that he spotted a month earlier. She was his kind and in heat, he could smell it. Before he could stake a claim she disappeared. Shayla is a female equestrian who believes she is the only one of her kind. She wouldn't know if she had crossed paths with one or not. Was it a scent or something that would identify another of her kind or what? Thinking about the black stud she had seen a month ago has heat pulsing between her legs. She had taken a month away from work to think about what she wanted out of life and who she wanted to be. Feeling the need to be around people she goes to the Rail a bar in town. Is she looking for love in all the wrong places like everyone else there? Dex enters the Rail, friends are calling him over to their table, when he gets a whiff of an overpowering scent, sweet and potent! A mare in heat, his mate and he is gonna stake his claim. Yepper, he found his mate, but would she agree? Would she accept her fate? Ms. Sinclair certainly knows how to heat up a chilled room. Rearing Heat was an exceptional mid afternoon romp that I thoroughly enjoyed. Thank God someone invented a freezer because I needed the ice. This was superbly written and pleasantly paced." -- Robin, My Book Cravings

4 BLUE RIBBONS: "I always enjoy shapeshifter stories but Rearing Heat is the first I have read with horses as the shifters. It compares very favorably with others I have read. Ms. Sinclair creates a believable mythos for the creation of the first equestrian shifters as well as creating a nice romantic story involving her lead characters. The storyline is fast paced and flows well. Dex is a nice, down-to-earth character who happens to be gorgeous in both human and horse form. He is a solid male lead, hard working, honest and has raised his brothers when his parents moved on. Shayla is more shy and hesitant; she has always been alone because of her gift and has not had good relationships in the past with human males. She is stunned by Dex when he appears fascinated with her human form. Finding out he is one of her kind is a dream come true but also terrifying when he immediately wants to claim her as his mate. I enjoyed the heat and romance between the two lead characters and would certainly enjoy reading more from Ms. Sinclair if she were to tell Dex's brother's stories." -- Sandi, Romance Junkies

4 ENCHANTMENTS: "I really enjoyed this book. The plot was fast-paced and kept my attention. The dialogue had some funny moments, as well as some tender ones, and the sex was scorching (especially the scene where they were mating as horses). Both of the main characters were very well-developed; the thoughts that Shayla had were very realistic and I loved that Dex was such an alpha-male. The secondary characters played an interesting part, and I would love to see a continuation with their stories. All in all, I can't wait to read more by Ms. Sinclair." -- Dawn, Enchanting Reviews

"Whoo wee! Now this may have been short in pages, but when the pages are full of such very steamy and torridly hot couplings, the reader will definitely be wiping the steam off their glasses. Dex is sexy as sin as both the raven black stallion and especially as the six foot plus dark haired handsome cowboy in his skin tight jeans. How could anyone not be attracted, especially tiny but overweight Shayla, completely unaware that Dex was just like her. One has to admit that as a female, we are always concerned about our weight and when this drop dead gorgeous cowboy tells her she's the most beautiful woman he's ever seen, then raging hormones or not, she's ready to take him on. Ms. Sinclair gives new meaning to the word HOT -- not only were the human couplings torrid but in their shape-shifter form they were equally sensual and realistically erotic from a horse lover's point of view. Yes, if you haven't figured it out yet, I loved this sensual and highly titillating story." -- Marilyn, ParaNormalRomance

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Dex’s cock rocked back and forth between her sprayed legs, teasing the seam of her jean, which lit her clit on fire. The pressure and sexual tension that flew between them was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Oh, yeah, she had passion in her life, but never this unbelievable humming need that made her want to be butt-naked under this man with every fiber of her being, to have him drive his cock into her like a stallion, riding her until she begged for mercy. Damn, she was beyond horny, unable to stop the flow of carnal sensations that threatened to tow her under and ravage her to the bone.

Abruptly, cool air took the place of body heat as he pulled away from her. “If I don’t take this somewhere else, we are going to put on a show right here on the seat of my truck.” Unwrapping Shayla’s legs from around his waist, he swung her about then tilted her head up to look straight into her eyes. Dex’s eyes were dilated and glassy. Hooded lids pronounced his sexual arousal. At least he was no better off than she was.

"I am going to be right back. Lock the doors and stay in the truck until I get back, okay?"

Only if you come back and fuck me until my body melts and my tongue hangs out, she wanted to say. "All right," she said instead.

He shut the door and walked back into the bar. Folding her arms on the steering wheel, she leaned forward and rested her forehead on them. What was she thinking? She had just met this stud muffin and she was ready to throw caution to the wind and sleep with the guy.

“Shayla, what the hell is wrong with you?” she asked aloud. “You have never acted so easy, but God, his kisses alone could make me come.”

The sudden opening of the door and the light going on in the cab of the truck startled her as she jerked upright and turned toward the doorway of the truck.

“Come on, let’s go.” Before she could respond, Dex lifted her out of the truck as if she weighed no more than a feather, setting her feet onto the ground, then grasping her hand and leading her quickly along the side of the bar. Shayla had to run to keep up with his long-legged stride.

“Where’s the fire? Could you slow down?” Shayla asked between gasps of breath.

“Nope. I am going to rock your world and then wear your ass as a hat,” he replied in a low growl as he glanced down at her with desire-painted eyes and a leer to match.

Oh, boy.

Oh, crap.

Up ahead, there was a row of doors lining a short stretch of a building. He walked up to a door with a number two on it and wasted no time inserting a key he had in his hand, opening it up before he yanked her inside. He swung Shayla around as soon as he locked the door. She found herself braced up against the door, his large body a solid wall of scalding heat. His lips urged her mouth open to take his tongue. The growing hunger started the moment his lips took control of hers, and she went wild, not just a little out of control but wildly aggressive, trying to rip the clothes from his body, wild. Tongues intertwined, bodies meshed and ground, hands grabbed and pulled as flesh meet flesh.

Dex reached down and cupped Shayla’s ass, lifting her up. “Lock those fine legs around my waist, mare.”


Shayla froze, pulling her lips just far enough away to speak, “Did you just call me a mare?” She held her breath, waiting to hear what he was going to say. Could she be so lucky to have found another of her kind—a shifter? What would the odds be of that happening? Say, a million to one? Could it be?

“Why else would I call you mare? Because you are one.” Dex’s face took on a look of puzzlement. “You did know I am an equestrian shifter, right?” But her look must have clued him in she hadn’t an inkling. “You really didn’t know, did you?”

He pulled her over to the bed and sat her next to him. “How could you not know what I am?” He waited for her to answer, as if what she said next mattered.

“No, I didn’t know. I have never met another of our kind.” Emotions she’d never experienced coated her like rich, thick molasses, and her vision blurred with unshed tears. “I thought I might be the only one. I figured I’d never get to meet another person like me.”

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