Hello everyone and a big Thank you (!)
to Zara, for inviting me to share a little about, For The Love Of Mutt, my Christmas story with Breathless Press.
A homeless shelter at Christmas may seem
an odd place to find one's soul mate, but love knows no boundaries - or does
it?
Anja has grown fond of the wolf like dog
hanging around the shelter. With her soon to be ex -boyfriend putting pressure
on her, her canine friend proves to be more reliable than any human could ever
be. If only he were more than just a dog.
Helping others is not always easy to do, unless
Ethan can do so undercover. However, hiding your true self brings problems of
its own. Finding a mate had not been in Ethan's plan of action, but Anja's easy
acceptance of Mutt breaks through all of his defenses.
The problem is he is not what he seems and will his
deception by proxy prove the end of them before they even have a chance at
love?
When I first heard about the submission
call back in the Summer, I just filed it away, as a maybe … if I can come up
with something. But, then my muse set to work, and in the middle of a rare heat
wave for us here in the UK, I sat down to write this story.
All I had in my head to start with was
my heroine listening to a jingle and getting annoyed. I knew she was either
engaged, or about to be engaged and not too happy about that. I knew she was
quite well off, and didn’t really care about that either. I also knew she was
passionate about making a difference this Christmas.
Then in popped my hero—a shifter, who is
not who he seems to be. Jaded and disillusioned with humans and the female of
the species in particular, he too wants to make a real difference this
Christmas, and he decides to so under cover. As Mutt he knows that he gets to
know the real people. What he didn't
count on was that he would find the mate, he was destined to be with, and that
said mate would be human.
Here is the moment it dawns on Anja that
the dog she's been letting into her life, isn’t a dog at all.
Excerpt:
"Shower,
you say?"
Anja
released the breath she'd been holding and nodded.
"I
guess that would be a good idea."
"You
think? What did you do? Roll in dung?" She slammed her hand on her mouth
in horror at her insensitivity, but he just laughed, and murmured something she
couldn't quite catch.
"Is
everything all right, my dear?" Mary asked.
"Yes,
fine. I was about to show him where the showers are. So if you follow
me..."
She
weaved her way through the throng of people, out into the corridor, and up the
steep stairs leading up to the second floor. She didn't need to look over her
shoulder to know that he was following her, so aware was she of his presence.
The wooden stairs creaked under her feet, yet he didn't make a sound despite
his much heavier frame, his footfalls as light and graceful as a predator's.
She stopped at the top of the stairs and watched his silent approach. Again she
was struck by the contradiction between his appearance and his commanding
presence. A presence that had her leaning towards him, even as her nose protested
at the noxious fumes coming off his clothing.
She
stepped to the side as he came close and gestured toward the door to the shower
units. "Showers are in there. I'll see whether I can find you something
fresh to wear. Mary just had a new batch of donated clothes in."
She
risked a peek at his face and promptly wished she hadn't. The quiet intensity
with which he was studying her did strange things to her equilibrium. She
leaned against the wall for some support and breathed a sigh of relief when he
smiled, turned, and walked through the open door towards the showers all lined
up against the wall. He shrugged out of
his jacket as he went and even though she knew he would see her staring if he
turned around, she couldn't quite get her feet to move. He discarded the jacket
on the floor and toed out of the sorry excuse for shoes he was wearing. The
muscles in his back bunched and moved as he made short work of his trousers and
Anja barely suppressed a gasp. He wasn't wearing any underwear and he had the
most perfect male ass she'd ever had the good fortune to ogle. And Anja was no
stranger to ogling. The internet was a wonderful thing, after all.
He
was surprisingly clean under the clothes. She heard him whistle as he turned
the water on and stepped under the stream. Rivulets of dirt created an
intricate pattern on his broad back as the filth washed out of his hair and ran
down his torso, over the slim hips, trim ass, and powerful thighs, then down
toward the tiled flooring of the wet room. He reached for one of the shower
gels stacked along the wall and proceeded to lather up his hair. When he turned
around Anja prepared herself to flee, but his eyes were closed, and she stood
frozen to the spot, unable to tear her gaze away as he soaped up his body. She
followed the movement of his hands with her eyes, and bit her lip when he
reached his cock. Thick and long, it hung semi-erect between his legs and
hardened under his ministrations.
Groaning,
he cupped his shaft. He spread his legs and started pumping in earnest, putting
one hand against the wall for support. Faster and faster that hand moved and
Anja rubbed her thighs together at the answering ache in her pussy. Who'd have
thought that watching a man jack himself off would be such a turn-on? His face
contorted as though in pain, his balls drew up, and his thighs shook, until
finally with a roar of completion he shot his load into the streaming water and
sagged back against the wall.
And
still, she couldn't bring herself to move. Now that he was washed free of the
grime, she could admire the powerful angles of his face. His shoulder-length
hair stuck to his skin and his full lips, partially hidden by his goatee,
opened in a fanged smile. A smile she had seen countless times in his other
form.
The
room spun and this time Anja couldn't hide her gasp when he opened his eyes and
he stared straight at her. Mutt's golden eyes glowed and the man's growl
travelled across the distance separating them, as he grabbed a towel and
stalked toward her.
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Glutton for punishment would be a good description
for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when
people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to
toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children,
pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic
goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do
after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the
locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her
characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will
find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any
peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and
sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as
they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting
love stories are guaranteed.
Find Doris on the web here:
Giveaway
To celebrate the release of For The Love
Of Mutt, I am giving away an e-copy of my back list. Check it out here. Winners Choice!
I am not sure how I am making a difference this Christmas but I can say that as a teacher I would like all parents to know that when their children are with me in school, they are mine, and I would protect them with all that I am.
ReplyDeleteYvette
yratpatrol@aol.com
Thank you, Yvette. I think you teachers do a fabulous job!
DeleteThanks for letting me hang out with you, Zara :-)
ReplyDeleteYou're very welcome! I absolutely love that sexy cover and will be adding For the Love of Mutt to my Christmas list, gives a whole new meaning to 'a dog is for life, not just for Christmas'!
DeleteWhat happens next Doris?!?! What an excerpt, it definitely hooked me. All the very best with your release and Merry Christmas x
ReplyDeleteAh, well, that would be telling, Christy ;-) Thank you very much, and Merry Christmas to you too :-)
DeleteWOW, Doris! That was a hot excerpt! After becoming hooked on your Tigers, I'm definitely adding this beauty to my TBR pile. x
ReplyDeleteYey! Thanks, Samantha :-D
DeleteThanks again for having me here, Zara. I have a winner! Chosen by random selection, Samantha wins a copy from my back list. Congratulations :-)
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely Christmas, everyone!
Yay, Yay, Yay! Merry Christmas! x
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