Saber-tooth
Katy Manfred is tired of being sent on wild goose chases by her boss. And this latest job is a doozy. He wants her to go to La Brea Tar Pits to trap a saber-tooth tiger. Talk about an impossible task, they haven’t existed for over eleven thousand years. The hunter is about to become the hunted.
Kegar knew he shouldn’t have shape-shifted and snuck off the Phantom warrior spaceship without permission, but he was eager to begin his search for a mate. The last thing he expected was to be shot in the flank by a beautiful blonde female bent on making a science project out of him.
Awake and naked in his human form, Kegar finds the woman of his dreams bending over him. What’s a feline in heat to do? Why pounce of course.
He only has a few hours to convince this professional tracker that she’s his perfect mate. It’ll take all Kegar’s sensual skill to bring out the hidden wildcat in Katy. Luckily, he’s more than up to the task.
Praise
“These strong warriors leave quite an impact on the senses and I admit to having no defenses against their animal magnetism and immense passion. If anything, I am now drumming my nails in anticipation of the next warrior.”
“Humor and passion combine to make SABER-TOOTH a glorious fast paced journey of discovery through Ms. Summers Phantom Warriors world.”
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Note for Readers: This excerpt contains adult content intended for individuals 18 years of age or older.
She hoisted herself into the back of her pickup and pulled the key to the cage out of her pocket. Katy slipped the key into the lock, watching the man carefully, even though she knew he’d be out for close to twenty-four hours with that tranquilizer dart sticking in his flesh. Whoever was behind this elaborate hoax or theft had thought of everything.
Katy licked her lips as she admired the rounded fullness of his bare ass. Her fingers quivered as she pulled the latch that opened the cage door. “You’re being silly. It’s not possible. This is someone’s idea of a sick joke and this guy’s in on it, even if he’s out cold.” She scolded herself for hesitating as she threw the door wide. Pistol in hand, Katy dropped to her knees and slowly crawled forward, straining to reach the dart. She needed to do this quick, so she could wake the guy and find out his part in this charade. Without the saber-tooth, there would be no scientific journals, accolades or job offers. She’d just be another out-of-work tracker on the job hunt.
Just what job do you think you’re going to get without references? Katy’s heart sank. In all likelihood her next job would require asking “would you like fries with your shake”.
Damn it, she wasn’t going down without a fight. This guy was going to help her whether he wanted to or not.
Her fingers closed around the dart and began to pull. He didn’t move. She tugged harder and it slipped out. His hands were on her so fast, removing the pistol from her grip, that Katy didn’t have a chance to blink or pull the trigger. The naked man came to life like the dart was a mere mosquito bite, not something designed to take down a thousand pound cat. He pushed her out of the cage and onto her back across the tailgate, keeping his hands firmly locked on her wrists the entire time.
In shock, Katy forgot to struggle, then her adrenaline kicked in. “Get off me.” She began to squirm and scratch, her hips bucking as his naked solid weight came down upon her, crushing her into the truck. Warmth spread through her body. She fought harder. “I mean it. Get off me.”
Be silent!
The command pummeled her mind, knocking the breath from her lungs. Katy gasped. She was losing it. She had to be losing it. People didn’t talk to each other using their minds. It just wasn’t done outside of the movies and sci-fi-fantasy novels. Didn’t he know that? If not, somebody should tell him.
She wheezed, drawing in a shuddering breath. “What do you want?” she asked, wiggling her hips until she came into contact with his erect shaft. Katy froze, her eyes growing round as she felt his flesh begin to grow impossibly thicker. She remembered the size of the cat, then unconsciously glanced down, before meeting his gaze once more.
Feral green eyes locked with hers and Katy felt herself falling into their emerald depths. His breath came in pants, but she doubted it had anything to do with trying to keep her pinned. The man’s jaw clenched and his muscles tightened as his hips moved of their own volition, making a small thrust forward.
“Who are you?” She whimpered, as his cock slid over her clit, leaving an ache behind. For a moment, Katy couldn’t move or breathe as her body responded to his heat, then she panicked. “Get the hell off me!” She shoved against his hands and he actually had the audacity to grin at her. It was then that she noticed the sharp points of his incisors. They weren’t fangs exactly, but they were close.
Will you cease your struggles?
“Fuck you!”
His grin spread wider, flashing more of his unusually white teeth. If that is an invitation to enter your body, then I accept.
Katy Manfred is tired of being sent on wild goose chases by her boss. And this latest job is a doozy. He wants her to go to La Brea Tar Pits to trap a saber-tooth tiger. Talk about an impossible task, they haven’t existed for over eleven thousand years. The hunter is about to become the hunted.
Kegar knew he shouldn’t have shape-shifted and snuck off the Phantom warrior spaceship without permission, but he was eager to begin his search for a mate. The last thing he expected was to be shot in the flank by a beautiful blonde female bent on making a science project out of him.
Awake and naked in his human form, Kegar finds the woman of his dreams bending over him. What’s a feline in heat to do? Why pounce of course.
He only has a few hours to convince this professional tracker that she’s his perfect mate. It’ll take all Kegar’s sensual skill to bring out the hidden wildcat in Katy. Luckily, he’s more than up to the task.
Praise
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Note for Readers: This excerpt contains adult content intended for individuals 18 years of age or older.
She hoisted herself into the back of her pickup and pulled the key to the cage out of her pocket. Katy slipped the key into the lock, watching the man carefully, even though she knew he’d be out for close to twenty-four hours with that tranquilizer dart sticking in his flesh. Whoever was behind this elaborate hoax or theft had thought of everything.
Katy licked her lips as she admired the rounded fullness of his bare ass. Her fingers quivered as she pulled the latch that opened the cage door. “You’re being silly. It’s not possible. This is someone’s idea of a sick joke and this guy’s in on it, even if he’s out cold.” She scolded herself for hesitating as she threw the door wide. Pistol in hand, Katy dropped to her knees and slowly crawled forward, straining to reach the dart. She needed to do this quick, so she could wake the guy and find out his part in this charade. Without the saber-tooth, there would be no scientific journals, accolades or job offers. She’d just be another out-of-work tracker on the job hunt.
Just what job do you think you’re going to get without references? Katy’s heart sank. In all likelihood her next job would require asking “would you like fries with your shake”.
Damn it, she wasn’t going down without a fight. This guy was going to help her whether he wanted to or not.
Her fingers closed around the dart and began to pull. He didn’t move. She tugged harder and it slipped out. His hands were on her so fast, removing the pistol from her grip, that Katy didn’t have a chance to blink or pull the trigger. The naked man came to life like the dart was a mere mosquito bite, not something designed to take down a thousand pound cat. He pushed her out of the cage and onto her back across the tailgate, keeping his hands firmly locked on her wrists the entire time.
In shock, Katy forgot to struggle, then her adrenaline kicked in. “Get off me.” She began to squirm and scratch, her hips bucking as his naked solid weight came down upon her, crushing her into the truck. Warmth spread through her body. She fought harder. “I mean it. Get off me.”
Be silent!
The command pummeled her mind, knocking the breath from her lungs. Katy gasped. She was losing it. She had to be losing it. People didn’t talk to each other using their minds. It just wasn’t done outside of the movies and sci-fi-fantasy novels. Didn’t he know that? If not, somebody should tell him.
She wheezed, drawing in a shuddering breath. “What do you want?” she asked, wiggling her hips until she came into contact with his erect shaft. Katy froze, her eyes growing round as she felt his flesh begin to grow impossibly thicker. She remembered the size of the cat, then unconsciously glanced down, before meeting his gaze once more.
Feral green eyes locked with hers and Katy felt herself falling into their emerald depths. His breath came in pants, but she doubted it had anything to do with trying to keep her pinned. The man’s jaw clenched and his muscles tightened as his hips moved of their own volition, making a small thrust forward.
“Who are you?” She whimpered, as his cock slid over her clit, leaving an ache behind. For a moment, Katy couldn’t move or breathe as her body responded to his heat, then she panicked. “Get the hell off me!” She shoved against his hands and he actually had the audacity to grin at her. It was then that she noticed the sharp points of his incisors. They weren’t fangs exactly, but they were close.
Will you cease your struggles?
“Fuck you!”
His grin spread wider, flashing more of his unusually white teeth. If that is an invitation to enter your body, then I accept.