Monday, August 20, 2018

Forbidden Claim by R.L. Kenderson - Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway



R.L. Kenderson is here today to share her blog tour for FORBIDDEN CLAIM! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!


Forbidden Claim
R.L. Kenderson
Genre: Paranormal Romance


She’s running for her life. He's never gotten over her. Will she let him claim her to save her? 

Wolf-shifter Isabelle Rand is escaping a relationship she never intended to stay in. Fleeing her abusive boyfriend who hates to lose anything, she seeks sanctuary with the only people who can help her. 

It has been two years since cat-shifter Zane Talon saw Isabelle, and he’s been aching for her since the day she vanished from his life. 

Now, to save Isabelle from a dangerous and ruthless shifter who will never stop pursuing her, Zane will take her as his mate. 

While Isabelle agrees to the plan, she’ll only give the cat-shifter her body. 

But Zane will do everything in his power to claim her heart as well.





He kissed her again, keeping his hands on her face even though he wanted to touch her all over.

“Thank you for telling me. Thank you for trusting me. You know that I will never hurt you like that, right?”

She nodded. “Yes, and no.”

He frowned. “Yes, and no?”

Isabelle pushed at the furrow in his brows with one finger and smiled, her hazel eyes filled with humor. “I know you would never control me like Bram did. And I will never be afraid of you like I was him.” She met his eyes. “But you have the ability of hurting my heart, Zane. I think that’s why I left two years ago. I think that’s why I got involved with Bram.”

“What are you saying?”

“I knew I would never fall in love with Bram. I thought I could love him but not be in love with him. Does that make sense?”

He nodded.

“But you…I knew that you could take my heart, and I’d never get it back. It scared me.”

“Oh, Isa.” Doesn’t she know that it’s the same for me with her?

Zane kissed her again, but this time, he didn’t stop himself from touching her. He thumbed her nipple and pinched it, tugging on it until she moaned in his mouth.

He trailed his hand down her stomach and in between her legs. She immediately opened herself for him, and he pushed his middle and ring fingers inside her.

“Damn, Isa, your pussy is so wet.”

She was also swollen and hot. The spongy part inside her was at least twice as large as normal. He rubbed his fingers over the area, and she came on his hand, flooding him with her scent and arousal.

“Holy shit.” He’d never seen anyone get off that fast. Not even himself when he had been a teenage boy.

She clutched at his shirt, almost blindly, trying to tear at it.

“Isa, Isa, hold on.”

He got up on his knees and pulled his shirt over his head. Before he was even done, Isabelle was reaching for his jeans.

She seemed uncoordinated though. She couldn’t get the button through the tab, and her eyes were feverish. He put his hand on hers to still it.

“It’s okay. I’ll get it. It’s okay.”

“Hurry, please.”

Zane backed up until his feet hit the floor. He pushed his jeans and boxers down and kicked them off. He grabbed her legs and rotated her to face him. He clutched both her thighs in his palms and pulled her toward him when her scent exploded all over the room.

He took a step back from the force of her hormones surging.
Isabelle moaned, a combination of pain and arousal, and Zane watched as her wetness leaked down her pussy and over her the inside of her thighs. His own cock was hard as stone, and pre-cum leaked out of him and dripped down his shaft.

He whipped his head up toward the door as he heard someone yell, “Holy shit,” from the other room, and then there was the sound of glass breaking.

As if in slow motion, Zane looked back at Isabelle.

Her heat was here.

He stepped back between her legs and dropped his hands on either side of her face.

She blinked up at him, almost as if her eyes hurt even though the lights were off in the room.

“Your heat’s here, Isa. I’m giving you one chance to turn back. Are you sure you want me to take you?”

She dropped her knees to the side. “I’m sure, Zane. Take me. Make me yours.”






R.L. Kenderson is two best friends writing under one name. 

Renae has always loved reading, and in third grade, she wrote her first poem where she learned she might have a knack for this writing thing. Lara remembers sneaking her grandmother’s Harlequin novels when she was probably too young to be reading them, and since then, she knew she wanted to write her own. 

When they met in college, they bonded over their love of reading and the TV show Charmed. What really spiced up their friendship was when Lara introduced Renae to romance novels. When they discovered their first vampire romance, they knew there would always be a special place in their hearts for paranormal romance. After being unable to find certain storylines and characteristics they wanted to read about in the hundreds of books they consumed, they decided to write their own. 

One lives in the Minneapolis/St. Paul area and the other in the Kansas City area where they’re a sonographer/stay-at-home mom/wife and pharmacist/mother by day, and together they’re a sexy author by night. They communicate through phone, email, and whole lot of messaging. 

You can find them at http://www.rlkenderson.com, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr, Twitter, and Goodreads. Join their Facebook Reader Group. Or you can email them at rlkenderson@rlkenderson.com, or sign up for their newsletter here. They always love hearing from their readers.



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