Another Her Perfect Mate Excerpt

Her Perfect Mate is coming out this Friday and I'm so excited. Before it comes out, I thought I should post another excerpt to give everyone a small preview. Enjoy!

     He stood and rounded the table so that he towered over her. Missy resisted the temptation to back away. This close, he was overwhelming. And despite this conversation, she hadn’t made any decisions yet. Rick was essentially proposing marriage. She’d met him only yesterday. The man was a stranger!

     The craziness of it hit her at once and she stumbled back a couple of steps. It was pointless. Rick pursued her, keeping their proximity close.

     He stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers. “You’re so beautiful. More so than I could have ever imagined whenever I thought of taking a mate.”

     “Thank you,” she replied automatically. She’d been complimented on her looks her entire life. She knew she was beautiful. Though she couldn’t quell the satisfaction of knowing that Rick appreciated her appearance, her beauty wasn’t an accomplishment that she’d earned. It simply was and therefore, she took no real pride in it.

     “When I take you, I’ll roll you onto your belly and raise you onto your knees.” With a gentle touch to her shoulders, her turned her from him and wrapped his arms around her waist. Missy inhaled a shuddering breath as he trailed his lips up her neck. His voice was thick with arousal as he continued, “And when you’re screaming my name while your pussy sucks all the cum out of my dick, I’ll sink my teeth into the tender flesh of your neck, claiming you forever.” He traced two fingers over the area where his lips had been. “Right here,” he said, indicating the spot where her shoulder and neck met.

     “Will it….” She stopped, clearing her throat. “Will” made it sound like a foregone conclusion that she accepted him as her mate. “Wouldn’t that hurt?”

     “No. You’ll love it.” His arm tightened around her waist, and she could feel him, hard and thick against the curve of her bottom.

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Her Perfect Mate Excerpt

I'm still working on edits, but I thought I'd pop in to post a brief excerpt. I still haven't decided on a release date. It's looking like late this month or early next month. Enjoy!

     When he pulled up to the house, Melisandre stood on the porch, unlocking her door.

     Rick glanced at the little yellow car with false eyelashes as he walked past. He smiled. No wonder he’d been so entranced by the driver’s lips even as Robin had sat at his side. It had been Melisandre, his mate.

     As he’d approached, she’d let herself into the house, but she paused at the threshold, making him proud of her bravery. He’d expected her to slam the door in his face after what Halle had told him. Taking her history into consideration, he slowed his gait and halted at the base of her steps. Keeping his distance was best. It gave her the impression of safety and if he got too close, he’d be unable to resist touching her.

     He stared up at her. She was fucking beautiful. He’d never really cared about looks, but he wasn’t blind. “Fate loves me,” he murmured reverently as he took her in from her bounty of thick blonde curls all the way down to her slender sneaker shod feet. And it was a long way down. She was tall for a woman. As he recalled, she reached his chin. She was slender but curvy with full breasts and rounded hips. Her legs were long, and he couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around his waist. He wet his lips. “Melisandre.”

     “Everyone calls me Missy.”

     He nodded. “I’m not everyone.” He cocked his head to the side as he mulled it over. “Though it’s a bit of a mouthful for when we’re in bed.”

     She placed her hands on her hips. “How did you find me?”

     “Dade.”

     She huffed. “Just because you declare me your mate doesn’t make it so. I have a choice in the matter.”

     “Yesterday, before I caught your scent, I was at a traffic light. You were in the car behind me. Just the sight of your lips moved me. I wanted to see more. We’re meant to be, Melisandre.”

     She rolled her large expressive eyes. “That’s physical.”

     He acknowledged the truth of her words with a brief nod. As a beautiful woman, she’d probably heard all manner of compliments about her appearance. “You’re right. It starts there, but it doesn’t end there. We’ll learn about each other over time. I wouldn’t be here if it were just about your beauty.”

     “And I suppose the fact that I’m human means nothing to you.”

     He smiled. “It means you’re going to try to deny this, but that’s okay. I like the chase. It means that the first time we fuck, I won’t put you on your hands and knees because you’ll need a little more time to submit to me.”

     Her breathing sped up and she trembled. And while he caught a spark of irritation in her eye, he could smell her desire. He was happy to note the absence of any scent of fear. “Submit? Never.”

     Rick groaned. He was a perverse bastard. His dick actually jumped when she denied him. Fuck, he really loved a challenge. He couldn’t recall when he was last presented with one. “Have you eaten dinner?”

     She blinked and shifted from one foot to the other. “No.”

     “Let me take you to dinner.”

     She licked her full lips, and he swallowed a growl. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

     That wasn’t a “no.” He could work with that. “I’m not going to change my mind about you being my mate. You need to know me before committing? Have dinner with me.”

     Expelling a huff, she shook her head and mumbled, “Hell, might as well get it over with.” Rick hid a grin. He didn’t bother to mention that with his werewolf hearing he would hear her clearly. To him she said, “Give me a minute.”