Tuesday, April 14, 2015

"Holy Dooley, mate, what a flying sheila."

Thunderstorm howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

Since my writing time is so limited these days, here's another sneak peek of an 'unedited' chapter from my SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS WIP --  starring my winged horse heroine, Keina, and her more-than-human hero, Drev.  This is also another Talbot's Peak scene, with two other secondary characters.


Also, just to ease the pain, ALL ROMANCE EBOOKS is having a tax day discount for their readers, and I'm participating with my self-published ebooks.  Enjoy! 



Chapter Twenty-three

The frigid night air steamed out of her flared nostrils as Keina spread her wings, and swooped low toward Drev and Dugger. She'd accompanied them on their perimeter patrol of Talbot's Peak territory, and now their shift ended.

Admittedly, she showed off for her stud man, Drev, and for the Aussie dingo shapeshifter, who was equally fast on his feet, and with his fists -- and as quick with  dry clever quips, especially when imbibing a tall glass of his favorite, old-recipe ale.  Before their patrol, the three of them had stopped in at Louie's bar and grill.

Increasing her speed, Keina felt the icy wind slice over her wings. She pulled up at the last moment, soaring a couple of hoof lengths above their heads.

"That's my filly girl," Drev yelled.

When Keina whipped her horse head around to look over her shoulder, she saw him pump his fist.

"Holy Dooley, mate, what a flying sheila," Dugger shouted. "No need to give my arm a right twist. I'd dangle a leg or two over her back anytime."

"Dangling?" Symone, Dugger's sheila, called out.

Wheeling around as rapidly as she could, Keina flapped toward Drev and Dugger. She observed Symone -- the woman who was a time slider from a parallel Earth -- move to Dugger's side.

The athletically built yet curvaceous woman locked arms with him, then mock-scolded, "You're not dangling anything around another woman, or I'll have to take aim."

Keina hadn't yet met Symone. As Drev had explained earlier in the day, the infamous sharpshooter could hit any target miles away while on a moving aerial platform. During the bloodletting civil strife on her Earth, Symone developed the special skill as a defense against enemy soldiers.

"Take aim," Dugger quipped in that delicious Aussie accent of his, "now that's one bang-on corker of an idea for later, gorgeous."

Keina couldn't help but mentally grin at Dugger's sexual innuendo. Slowing, she spread her wings wide to land. Moments later, she touched ground near the hidden opening to Dante's underground complex.

Quickly morphing to human form, Keina stepped inside the room where the patrol gear and weapons were stored for immediate access. Also, since so many were shapeshifters, there were numerous clothing lockers.

Keina made short work of dressing in her snow bunny outfit as she thought of it. When they'd first arrived, Drev had shown her around the large, bunker-like room. Impressed by the high degree of organization, Keina gained a new respect for the werewolf leader, Dante, and those who protected Talbot's Peak territory. Certainly, it rivaled her family's protection of their lands.

"Decent yet?" Drev called out, a chuckle in his deep voice.

"Never decent around you." Keina spoke as she stepped outside. Raising on tiptoe, she aimed a smooch at his lips.

Drev captured her against his muscular frame. Even through his thick winter garments, Keina felt those ripped muscles, and the warmth of his body heat for her. Only for her.

Pleasure tingles raced through her bloodstream.

Drev kissed her soundly, with a command and a passion that spiraled steamy lust down to her toes. Keina threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

"Who needs clothes?" she murmured, as their mouths lingered, barely pressed against each other.

"Before you and the filly sheila do the horizontal bango-tango," Dugger interrupted, "how about a pint? Me and my sheila would like a gab, get to know her princess highness."

"How did you know...?" Keina halted her words, giving Drev the one-eye accusatory stare.

He took a few steps back, throwing his hands up in mock defense. "Not me, sweetheart. I'd never give you up. Not under torture..."

Drev stopped speaking, and Keina realized he flash-backed to his time in special ops. "Apologies," she quickly soothed, taking his hand. "Please forgive me...I, I didn't mean to make you remember."

"It's my fault," Symone intervened. "You. Your bearing reminded me of a Royal. The Royals on my Earth. I whispered as much to the loudmouth dingo here," she added, but gave Dugger's waist an affectionate squeeze.

"Perceptive of you." Keina crunched over the blanket of snow toward the smiling woman, who looked as though she didn't smile enough. "Drev told me you traveled here from a parallel Earth. I'd love to have a gab with you, as your Dugger called it. I'm Keina. May I call you Symone?"

"Yeah, first name basis only. We're all mates." Dugger released Symone from his casual but lover-possessive hold on her.

Symone reached to take hold of the hand Keina offered, and they shook American style, yet without the strength contest Keina had observed between guys.

"Ye Olde English Pub?" Drev suggested. "I'm so hungry I could eat a werewolf mammoth," her stud man joked.

As Keina understood it, the saying became popular in Talbot's Peak after the hellephant's rampage came close to destroying the town.

"Yeah, bucko," Dugger arm-roped Symone bringing her back against him. "I'm game to wrap my laughing gear around a proper steak. Then throw in a basket of fish and chips, and I'll be howling with the wolfies."

"How about you, my filly girl, are you hungry?" Drev claimed her shoulders. His touch galloped love sparks though her, and when he nuzzled her earlobe, she melted against him surrendering to the desire-magical sensations.

"Hot apple cider. Carrot cake," Keina began. "Lead the way, my stallion man."

As a group, they moved inside the gear room, and once Dugger sealed the door, he took Symone's hand. Keina watched the dingo shifter press his palm against what looked like the back of a shelf.

The hidden door swung open, and soon they walked along a passageway that led to the inner sanctum of Dante's Pleasure Club. Until her eyes adjusted to the near darkness, Keina clung to Drev's arm.

Given this was her first visit to the infamous, subterranean den of iniquity with it's eclectic restaurants and nightclubs -- from the elegant Midnight Stardust Supperclub to Dante's Inferno, where disco dancing occurred nightly, according to Drev -- well, neigh and bring on the hay, her imagination ran wild. Keina grinned in anticipation.

"Are we staying the night in your survival room?" she whispered toward Drev's ear.

Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~ 


Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance


Pat C. said...

Moving aerial platform, eh?

Next fight scene, I wouldn't mind seeing the ladies team up to show the men how it's done.

Savanna Kougar said...

Hmmmm... I hadn't quite made the connection because they story wasn't moving in that direction... however, it would be a natural for Symone to use her sharpshooting skills while astride Keina, as her flying horse self... wouldn't it?