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Get swept off your feet by Susan Hayes with her new release!

by on November 27, 2013

This time last year I was sorting through various ideas for a paranormal ménage series. I knew I wanted something a little different, and I wanted it to be based close to my home out on the Canadian west coast. The result was the Kismet Cove series, the story of a colony of selkies, seal shapeshifters known for their sexual prowess and physical beauty. Riptide was the first book in that series, and as I was writing it two more selkies stormed into my head and started demanding I write their book. Windswept is their story.

Byron wants love, a family and a life that ends with “and they all lived happily ever after.” Vivian doesn’t believe that kind of life exists, and if it does, then she certainly isn’t fated to live it. Tucker uses his bad boy image to keep people at arms length, far from the battle scarred mess that is his heart.

Fate may want these three together, but if they want a life together, they’re going to have to fight for it.

Susan HayesBlurb:

When Vivian arrives in the small town of Tofino for her best friend’s wedding, her own love life is the last thing on her mind. The winds of fate are changing, and soon she finds herself falling for the sinfully sexy owners of Breakers, the local bar.

Tucker and Byron are selkies, seal shapeshifters from the colony of Kismet Cove. Bound together by blood, the two of them are destined to share a mate. They’ve just about given up hope of finding her when Vivian turns their world and their hearts upside down.

Before long dark secrets, old wounds, and new enemies conspire against the three lovers. They’ll have to fight to stay together, defying family and tradition along the way.  When trust is broken and forces conspire against them, can their love weather the storm?

 

Steamy Excerpt:

“I want to taste you,” Byron told her as his hands stilled. “Will you let me do that?”

She broke her kiss with Tucker and looked down to where Byron was kneeling between her legs with an expression of raw hunger on his face.

“Yes,” she whispered, feeling a rush of power at being able to control him with a single word. If she had denied him then he wouldn’t have touched her. That knowledge gave her a sense security and comfort. Safe in the arms of one lover with another at her feet, she tried to let it all go, freeing herself to enjoy this moment.

“Thank you,” he murmured and then bowed his head to place several butterfly kisses along the inside her knee. He kissed his way higher, an inch at a time and Tucker spread his legs, taking hers with him until she was spread out between them like an offering.

“So pretty,” Tucker whispered in her ear. “I want to see all of you, sugar. Are you ready for me to take this shirt off of you?”

She nodded and he groaned in approval before grabbing the shirt and whipping it off her so quickly she barely had time to raise her arms. He had his hands on her breasts before the shirt hit the floor. Byron lifted his head to stare at her, his eyes gleaming and his mouth quirked into a lopsided grin.

“I think we need to start a new theme at the bar. Topless Tuesdays. I’m willing to go shirtless if you are, Viv.”

“I’m certain that’s not legal,” she managed to talk despite the fact Tucker was expertly fondling her breasts, lightly teasing her nipples until they were aching and hard.

“And I’m certain no one else gets to see her naked. Period,” Tucker grumbled. “I don’t share well, and neither do you, bro.”

That made Vivian laugh out loud and she kept laughing until both men stopped what they were doing to stare at her. When she finally got her breath back to speak she gestured to the three of them before snickering again. “Sorry. It’s just that you two seem to be doing a great job of sharing right now. At least from where I’m sitting.”

“Glad you’re enjoying it,” Byron said and then dipped his head again, kissing his way ever closer to her now dripping pussy. His fingers stroked along the seam of her labia and her comeback was lost in a guttural moan of pleasure.

“Is he making you feel good, sugar?” Tucker’s voice was a low, sensual whisper. “Are you going to come for him the way you came for me earlier?” His words short-circuited her brain and she turned her head to kiss him, too turned on to form a coherent thought. His tongued twined with hers, making her whimper against his mouth as Byron’s fingers pressed into her folds and worked slow circles around her throbbing clit.

The sensation of having two men’s hands touching her and two mouths tasting her at once was making her hotter than she had been in her life. She knew that if Byron would just touch her clit she’d come hard and fast. She squirmed in Tucker’s lap, trying to get what she needed but Byron would not be rushed.

“Not yet. I haven’t gotten to taste you.” He moved in close enough that his shoulders were brushing her knees and he could nuzzle the neatly trimmed curls of her pussy. His breath fanned over her wet skin while his fingers kept up their steady, teasing strokes, making her wriggle again.

Tucker tweaked her nipples and she nearly came out of his lap at the added stimulus. Before she could refill her lungs Byron parted her labia with his thumbs and finally gave her what she needed, drawing her clit into his mouth and lashing it with the tip of his tongue until she was once again on the jagged edge of release.

Tucker ended their kiss, moving his mouth a few inches away from hers. “Fuck, I never thought I’d like watching, but I do. I like watching your face as Byron eats that pretty pussy. You’re so tasty, I know he’s loving it. Loving making you feel good. Are you going to come for us?

Tucker kissed her again before she could answer. Her muscles trembled and her breath was coming in ragged gasps between the moans that flowed into Tucker’s mouth as he kissed and stroked her. Sensation piled onto sensation until she finally flew apart with a muffled cry. Her orgasm tore through her like a brutal storm, leaving her gasping and limp when it finally passed.

“You are glorious when you come,” Tucker murmured as he lifted his head and let her breathe unobstructed.

“She’s fucking glorious, period,” Byron chimed in as he drew the back of his hand across his mouth and grinned up at her. “Glorious, gorgeous and all ours.”

“You two are going to give me an inflated ego saying things like that.” She stirred in Tucker’s lap and he moved his legs so she was no longer stretched out on display. Feeling brazen, she turned her head to kiss Tucker, nipping at his lips before reaching out and tousling Byron’s blond curls. “Thank you for making me feel like a goddess.”

“You are a goddess,” Tucker informed her.

“Our goddess,” Byron added.

“Well then.” She drew in a quick breath and decided to embrace whatever the fates had planned for her. “Your goddess wants to know if her devoted servants would like to take her to bed now.”

Byron was up off the floor in seconds, eagerly helping her out of Tucker’s lap. “All you had to do was ask.”

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/windswept-hayes

 

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