Hi and welcome to a special Sunday edition of Shapeshifter Seductions. On Friday, the second installment of my Wild Lords series, Equal Partners, was released. A few days before, I had a fun little conversation on the Siren-BookStrand chat group about if Cissy had actually mated herself to the sexy elfin shifter lord Lleu by accident or not. So today I thought I’d post the snippet where she wakes up the next morning and finds out the dastardly Donnella tricked her. The spell to waylay an elf was really something else. Oh, that Donnella! Who’d have guessed you couldn’t trust a nasty assassin who tried to kill her way onto the forest elf throne?
There were no sounds of heavenly choirs, but she smelled fresh-brewed coffee and had spent the night in the arms of a fallen angel. Eyes still closed, Cissy snuggled deeper into the afghan, took a deep breath, and grinned. Apparently, this fallen angel made coffee the next morning.
“Are you planning to come out of your burrow anytime soon?” a deep voice rumbled from someplace above her. Cissy forced one eye open. She took it back— he was no fallen angel. He was every woman’s dream! Her elf was standing over her dressed in low-slung, faded jeans and was bare chested. His silky, pale gold hair fell in riotous curls to well below his broad shoulders. He held a steaming mug of fragrant coffee for each of them.
Cissy eagerly sat up, reaching for the offered mug. She saw his chocolate brown eyes grow bright with lust and realized the afghan had slipped when she sat up, baring one breast and part of her belly. She hastily rearranged it so she could hold her coffee and keep decently covered. It didn’t make much difference from what she could tell, though. His hungry gaze continued to caress her through the thick yarn. He didn’t comment, just sat on the edge of the sturdy steamer trunk she used as a coffee table. She took a tentative sip. Mmm, he’d made it nice and strong, just like she liked it.
She closed her eyes and took another deep breath, inhaling the fragrance of her favorite drink. Tea wasn’t bad for the middle of the day, but nothing beat waking up with a cup of joe. The rich, nutty flavor of the Kona blend she’d bought on a whim filled her senses, luring her to take another heavenly sip.
“I’d have never thought coffee could bring quite that reaction,” the elf commented in an amused voice. Cissy chuckled. Her best friend, Aubry, liked to tease her about her tendency to relate all things enjoyable to her love of coffee.
“Did you know they used to prepare coffee as a drink for the gods?” Cissy said by way of an answer. “Who am I to disagree with gods!” She chuckled again then opened her eyes. She found him sitting directly across from her, leaning toward her as if drawn by her enjoyment of the drink. He set his cup down beside him then dropped to his knees on the floor in front of her. Cissy fidgeted a little.
“So, about last night…” she began.
“What about last night?” he asked distractedly, lightly running his hands up her blanket-covered legs.
“I’m not sure why the binding spell had that reaction on us, but I had thought it would be spent by now.” She tittered nervously, slowly becoming aroused by his intent but gentle exploration.
“It is spent,” he murmured quietly. “And that was exactly the expected result of a mating spell.” Cissy stared at him, dumbfounded. A mating spell?
Here's the trailer for Equal Partners.
With that, I will bid you a wonderful reast of the weekend (assuming Mother Nature isn't giving you too much grief.)