Author: C.D. Gorri

Please note this is unedited and parts may be altered as the book gets polished…

The car was a beauty. Highly polished black paint glittering in the afternoon sun, but it was the famous hood ornament that caught her eye. The shiny silver lady dubbed the Spirit of Ecstasy was truly magnificent and without realizing it, Annabeth had walked up to the small object, reaching out a hand reverently.

“Stop,” a deep voice said.

Annabeth halted. Eyes caught in the gleam of the Rolls Royce limousine’s headlights, she growled softly.

“The hood will be hot,” the same voice warned, and the vibrations of that deep, husky sound seemed to stroke along the exposed skin of her arms and legs.

For some reason, Annabeth wore a sleeveless blouse in a deep red color and a pencil skirt for her trip. She felt feminine, pretty, and for some reason that had been important to her today. The owner of that sultry voice stepped around the car, and her lips parted slightly.

Now, that was a man. Tall with wide shoulders, he wore a dress shirt and jacket, neatly pressed slacks and black leather shoes. He looked professional, clean cut, and so damn cute she almost sighed.

Short light brown hair with silver threaded through just at his temples gave him a sophisticated air, but she could tell despite all his finery, the man was lethal. Deadly. And fine as fuck.

“Miss Golden?”

“Yes,” she nodded as he came around to stand just in front of her.

“I’m Hank Garret,” he seemed to purr, and for a moment she thought he might be a Lion like her.

Then she took a deep breath and realized she was wrong. He was not a Lion, but he was something alright.

I’m yours. His words over the phone earlier that morning replayed in her head, and she found herself nodding. He was hers. Her mate. OMG. Mrs. Wilder had done it!

Smiling widely, she moved closer to him. Wanting to touch, to taste, to vault into her arms. But he sidestepped her, opting for her luggage instead of the embrace she was hoping for.

“Are these yours?”

“Yes,” she nodded, “So, you know Gerri Wilder?”

Annabeth waited while he loaded the trunk of the beautiful vehicle. Maybe her mate was shy. That was okay. She could be that way too sometimes. And to be honest, this was all kind of overwhelming.

“She is my aunt,” he clarified.

“I see,” Annabeth smiled again.

Her heart was pounding furiously inside her chest. She couldn’t believe it was going to be this easy. But something was off. Why wasn’t he gathering her up in his arms and laying claim like she so desperately wanted to do?

Arousal spiked through her blood. Annabeth waited for him to close the trunk. When he did, she was more than ready. Time seemed to slow down as his cobalt eyes pinned hers with an intensity so hot, she thought she might burn to a crisp. Warmth filled her, and moisture pooled between her thighs.

“I can’t believe she managed to set this up after only one day. Your Aunt Gerri is a wizard,” Annabeth purred, boldly invading his space.

He smelled good. Like a spring breeze, and freshly laundered clothes. It was arousing and addictive. She wanted more. Her Lioness chuffed, begging her for a closer sniff. She wanted to rub her fur on him, to mark him with her own musk.

Every instinct pushed her towards him. There was no patience or fear. No foolish trepidation or self-doubt. This was right. He was right.

She felt it in the way her stomach flipped, chest squeezed, and her nipples tightened beneath the silk and lace confection she’d daringly donned that morning. Her own sex warmed and grew slick just being near the gorgeous, neat as a pin, man.

Oooh, she was definitely going to do something about his perfectly combed hair, and unrumpled appearance. He was so clean, so neat.

Oh yeah, Annabeth was so going to love getting him good and dirty. She licked her lips, waiting for his invitation.

Screw it, she thought. Why wait? He was hers. Had said so himself. Then she did the one thing she’d been dying to do since she saw the man.

She jumped on him.

Mine. Rawr.

Unedited excerpt from Claiming His Virgin Mate

Fucking hell. He fisted his hand and punched a hole through the glass, effectively breaking the pane just above the knob. He’d just finished breaking away the remaining glass so he could reach inside unscathed, when suddenly, he was covered in something sticky and wet.

“What the?” he growled, then stopped before the sludge could enter his mouth.

When he found the person who’d slimed him, Alex was gonna tear the dude a new one.

Grrr.

“Maggie! Maggie! I got him!” a voice overhead screamed, and his Shifter’s eyes zeroed in on the tiny young female holding an overturned container.

“Take that, you asshat!” she yelled.

Surmising that plastic cup formerly held the sticky, gooey contents that were currently soaking into his silk shirt, Alex had his culprit. He sniffed.

What the fuck? From what he picked up, the sludge staining his shirt and sticking to his hair was some diabolical mix of ink, mineral oil, and paint.

“What is going on?”

The sound of a second female had his eyes searching the shadows for the face that went with the heavenly voice.

Heavenly? WTF.

Grrr. His Tiger tensed, the beast scratching against his skin. He was chuffing so loudly Alex could hardly make out her next words.

The second female’s voice was huskier, older sounding than the first. Like fine wine, it was perfect for his palate. The notes so deep and sexy, stirred something within him. When she spoke again, it was like a sucker punch straight to his gut.

Mine.

He stilled. Fuck no. This was not happening. But the Tiger growled and hissed. The happy chuff upon first hearing the stranger replaced by an annoyed growl at his human side for doubting the beast.

Fuck that. He was not there to meet his mate, dammit.

Grrr. The Tiger did not give two shits what the man thought. That voice, the woman, was his.

“Joelle! Oh my god! Sir? I think it’s a sir, um, mister? Are you okay?”

The woman gasped. She pinched the younger female on the arm. Leaning over the railing from the balcony over the office, she asked him if he was alright, but he couldn’t even think to respond.

From what he could see, which honestly wasn’t much since he currently had one eye closed to keep out the muck, she was gorgeous. Honey-colored hair spilled over her shoulders in big, bouncy curls. Hazel eyes that seemed brown at first, but upon closer inspection were flecked with green and gold, blinked rapidly, taking in his utterly ridiculous appearance.

She wore casual clothes. Lounge pants and a tank top that showed off her ample curves. Damn. She was round in all the right places. Womanly and sumptuous, and he could hardly wait to test the softness of her pale skin that bore trace of time spent in the sun.

“Just wait there, sir,” she said.

Alex took a deep breath, fuck the ink and paint and slop covering him made it damn near impossible to scent her, but that voice.

Dear gods! It was husky and rich. Perfect. He was ninety-seven percent certain his ebats was right. This female was his.

What would she sound like after he’d made love to her a time or twenty? He couldn’t wait to find out. His cock was already hard just imagining it.

Grrr.

Fierce whispering brought his attention back to the females, and he noted the younger one’s eyes seemed to glow in anger as she was being scolded.

Hmm. Shifter? Possibly.

That was good news. If his mate was a Shifter, then she would recognize him too. This whole thing could be done and done tonight.

Awesomesauce, he grinned, then growled, and spit out the inky paint mix.

“Oh my! Okay, sir. One second, I will be right down. Here use this,” she of the gorgeously raspy voice called down to him and tossed a fluffy white towel his way.

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Welcome, Amy! Please start off by telling us a little about yourself.

Like a lot of romance authors, I used to be a lawyer. I don’t know why there are so many of us, but it’s an interesting phenomenon. Maybe because lawyers tend to read a lot? Anyway, I’m a mom of five, so life is never boring around my house. I’m also an Army veteran, which really comes in handy when you need to get five kids out the door fast.

What genres do you write?

Paranormal romance and contemporary romance. I also have a sci-fi romance out there, as well as a women’s fiction novel.

How many books have you published?

I think I’m at 15 now, which six releases planned for this year.

What can a reader expect when picking up one of your books for the first time?

Very steamy stories (no closed doors here!) with strong heroines and ultra-possessive alphas. No cliffhangers, ever, and happily-ever-afters always.

What were your inspirations for Feral Protector?

One of my first books was a sci-fi space opera romance set on a post-apocalyptic prison planet. Think Mad Max but heavier on the romance. I love that kind of worldbuilding, and I really wanted to write a shifter romance in a dystopian world. I like putting a different twist on the lycan myth.

Please share your setting for Feral Protector. Have you ever lived or visited there? If so, what did you like most?

Feral Protector is set 70 years after The Fall, which is how the characters in this world refer to the collapse of human civilization after the Lykos-D virus infected the population. There are some subtle climate change themes in the book, because the virus probably spread due to melting glaciers, which released an ancient “werewolf” virus. There is actually some scientific basis to this, as scientists today worry about long-dead viruses and bacteria getting released into the modern world. We don’t have an immunity built up to some of these nasty diseases, so there is a great deal of concern about warmer temperatures melting the ice.

How did you research or prepare?

The heroine, Eden, is a doctor, so I wanted to make sure I got all the medical terminology she uses correct. I also write about werewolves in many of my books, and I’ve done a lot of research on wolf behaviors. There are some really interesting facts about how wolves communicate with each other and how they arrange themselves in their pack hierarchy.

When did the writing bug first bite?

Like a lot of authors, I started writing very young. I used to make books out of construction paper. My youngest son does this same thing now, which is really cute to see.

Who are your favorite authors, book/series?

I read just about everything! I love Anne Rice, whose books first got me interested in paranormal romance. She also has some incredible historical fiction books, including one about castrati in eighteenth century Italy. I’m also a huge science fiction and fantasy reader. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve read The Lord of the Rings.

Do you have any hobbies or special things you like to do in your spare time?

My kids play a ton of sports, so we’re usually on the go.

Boxers, brief or commando?

Boxer briefs!

Favorite eye color?

Hazel

Do you have a set writing schedule or do you just go with the flow of life and write when you can?

I can get a lot of writing done if I wake up several hours before my family lol.

Describe your perfect alpha hero.

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