BEAR
MEETS GIRL...
License to Shift
Grizzlies Gone Wild #2
Kathy Lyons
Releasing Oct 4th, 2016
Forever Yours
BEAR MEETS GIRL...
Julie Simon returns to Saginaw, Michigan, to find her ailing father's missing research on local shapeshifter lore. Unlucky for her, the only person who can help her is the darkly sexy Mark Robertson, the guy who spent an entire summer giving her the cold shoulder-and one white-hot night of pleasure...
Mark is a hair's breadth away from going feral. Soon, his grizzly side will destroy everything that makes him a man. And after years of fighting, Mark is ready to give in to the beast. Then Julie-the gorgeous, curvy book nerd who awakened his most primal desires as a young man-shows up at his door. Now, he's fighting an insatiable longing to claim her as his mate. But Julie isn't the only one after her father's research. Someone-or something-evil is tracking Julie's every move...
OMG!
OMG! OMG! OMG!
Julie Simon was not a prude. She enjoyed a finely honed male body as much as
any woman. But when said finely honed man answered his door stark naked and
proceeded to look at her like she was the answer to his prayers, well, then,
her libido kicked into overdrive. Especially when that look turned into hunger
and his already thick cock stiffened into a staff that aimed unerringly at her.
She was not a prude, but hell, this was sexually at its most raw. And she
apparently liked raw.
Who knew? All her boyfriends up to now had been friendly, flaky men who spoke
in full sentences and never, ever growled. And yet one hairy, horny grunt from
this guy and her nipples tightened while everything else went liquid.
Not a prude, then. Apparently, she fell more into the slut category because if
he made a move on her right then, she wasn’t exactly sure what she’d do to stop
him. First of all, he looked like he could overpower her in a heartbeat.
Second, the moment he’d offered her his mocha latte, her knees had gone weak
and her lust spiked. When the hell had she developed a caveman fetish?
Insane!
But she wasn’t a beast to be ruled by her hormones. And she certainly wasn’t
going to jump a near stranger, no matter how ripped his abs or how much he
stared at her. Good lord, she’d never been the center of such focused
attention. Need rippled off those sculpted pecs, it vibrated in the air between
his broad shoulders and her tight breasts, and it seemed like he wanted her so
badly it was hard for him to form words. But how was that possible? All he’d
done was answer the door…naked.
She took a breath, startled—but not surprised—to find it thick with musk. His?
Hers? Who knew?
Get
a grip!
She momentarily flashed on what she could grip and struggled to restrain a
near-hysterical laugh. She was not a woman who thought things like that. Not in
the usual course of the day. So she closed her eyes and lifted her mocha to her
lips. Damn, he made a great cup of coffee. The honey added just the right
amount of sweet.
Focus on the essentials: caffeine and sugar.
That’s when he spoke. Two words: “no” and “leave.” Well, that was par for the
course from the men in her life. They’d act one way, then say the opposite. Get
her revved, then disappear. Give her a mocha and then order her to leave. All
he needed to do now was invite her to move in then break up with her and he’d
be just like her ex.
But unlike what she’d done with her ex, she refused to leave. Her father needed
his help, and so she would be stubborn. At least until she got a fuller
explanation from him. One that included two-syllable words.
“So,” she ventured when the silence stretched too long between them, “do you
remember me?”
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