Hi peeps, we have Silvia Violet stopping in with the tour for her newest release Paws On Me, we have a great exclusive excerpt and a fantastic giveaway so enjoy the post and click that giveaway link <3 ~Pixie~
Paws On Me
Lieutenant Seth Morrison loves being a cop, but with budget cuts and crime both on the rise, he’s stopped making time for anything but his job.
On the outside, Brandon Lord appears to be an easy-going, flirtatious club owner. On the inside, he’s a man trying to overcome a difficult past.
When a murder investigation brings the two men together, passion roars to life. They’re both willing to break the rules to be together. Because as mismatched as they might seem, each man is exactly what the other needs.
This story takes place a few months after Sex on the Hoof.
Part 3: Crimes in the Lab (Law and Supernatural Order 1.5)
By Silvia Violet
He sinks his fangs deep, and I hiss, a combination of pain and ecstasy beyond anything I’d felt before taking a vampire lover. I buck my hips, pushing my cock into the circle of his hand. He sucks at my neck. The pleasure is so intense that I’m close to climax.
“Drew. So good. So fucking good.” I babble, words turning to mere whimpers.
He sucks at my neck and works my cock faster. I want to touch him too, but my brain doesn’t work. I can’t make my hands move from where I’m gripping his back, digging into his skin, scratching him.
I start to feel dizzy, and the room darkens. Fuck. He is going to take too much. “Drew. Enough! ENOUGH!”
Finally, I get through. He licks the wound to make it clot faster and pushes away from me. His eyes are dark, wide. I can smell his hunger. My body quivers, and my instincts tell me to run. Danger. Danger.
With a roar, Drew sweeps everything off the closest table, glassware crashes to the floor, a bottle of solution empties itself only the floor, safety glasses and latex gloves fly across the room. I should call for help. He’s out of control. He could hurt me, damage samples, ruin the lab.
But I don’t even try to stop him. Fuck being good. I want the hard, rough ride he’s going to give me. I want to be bad. I want danger.
He turns to me and snarls. For a moment I regret not running. He’s never truly hurt me, but I’ve only seen him this out of control once before.
He grabs me by the back of the neck and shoves me down over the table. “Don’t move.”
I grip the edge of the table and obey.
Silvia Violet writes erotic romance in a variety of genres including sci fi, paranormal, alternate history, and historical.
She can often be found haunting coffee shops looking for the darkest, strongest cup of coffee she can find. Once equipped with the needed fuel, she can happily sit for hours pounding away at her laptop. Silvia typically leaves home disguised as a suburban stay-at-home-mom, and other coffee shop patrons tend to ask her hilarious questions like “Do you write children’s books?” She loves watching the looks on their faces when they learn what she’s actually up to. When not writing, Silvia enjoys baking sinful chocolate treats, exploring new styles of cooking, and reading children’s books to her wickedly smart offspring.
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