SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-seven

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: Sherilyn's past as a photographer's model surfaces unexpectedly.
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Chapter Forty-seven:
Zance settled deeper into...   

Zance settled deeper into his chair, intent on enjoyin' the moment. He took a long draw of his coffee, then fastened his gaze on his pardner's face.

It'd taken some real doin', digging through all those big ole storage chests, but Zance had found his prize.

As Dontoya slowly unrolled the poster, understanding dawned in the depths of his eyes, and a pleased grin curved his lips.

"You are beautiful, darlin'. Then, and even more so now."

Turning toward Sherilyn, Dontoya presented the cheesecake photo of her wearing a pink baby doll nightie. "Almost see-through," he ribbed. "And I sure do appreciate the way you're bending over that bed. The way your arm is raised and holdin' up those gorgeous honey ringlets of yours."

"So long ago," their mate murmured.

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Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
 

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-six

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: Sherilyn is mightily enjoying the attention of both Dontoya and Zance.
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 Chapter Forty-six:
"Oooh, caught in the crossfire."...  

"Oooh, caught in the crossfire." Sherilyn languorously shimmied. She took her time gazing at them both, then drawled, "And am I ever liking it."

When had she ever felt this sexually powerful?

"You're feelin' it, aren't you, darlin'?" Dontoya arched a black brow. The amusement in his eyes played on his lips--lips she could swoon over forever.

Sherilyn spooned in another creamy bite. She sure was relishing the cake, as well as Zance's and Dontoya's attention. "Is it the ring, or can you just tell?"

"How about both?" Dontoya velvety purred his words.

"Yep, it's both. My wolf side is pantin' like a steam engine. And my man side is ready to ride."

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SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-five

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys 

Note: Dontoya realizes the real danger Sherilyn is in, given her unique star-race heritage, and her powers that are now actualizing.

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Chapter Forty-five:
Dontoya watched awareness darken... 

Dontoya watched awareness darken his mate's gorgeous green eyes as her words stopped. He knew in that instant, Sherilyn had been targeted. Likely because of her accident, and the fact that he and Zance had brought her home to the ranch.

As he and his pardner had discussed, those who operated on the evil shadow side would have kept her on their remote viewing radar. Now the bastards wanted to know if her Ubarion lineage had been triggered.

That knowing spiked through Dontoya hard. Course, he also realized his and Zance's true abilities hadn't been discovered, due to the masking vibes they created.

"Don't you worry now, Sherilyn." Zance took hold of her hand. "Me and the pardner here, know how to protect you."

Her gaze flitted between the two of them. Her honey-colored curls bounced, and shone extra in the flame light, captivating his eye.

"Because you know how to protect yourselves, right?" she asked. 

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SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-four

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: this week Dontoya presents the Ring of Union to Sherilyn. The ring is part of Dontoya's ancient heritage, and meant for his mate. It's origin is antediluvian, when tech and magick were often blended successfully. 

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Chapter Forty-four:
Zance settled himself to watch...

Zance settled himself to watch the unfolding scene, his food forgotten. Sherilyn looked bewildered for a moment.

But, as Dontoya removed the bonding ring from his pinkie finger, Zance watched first astonishment, then sheer happiness light up her face--especially her enchantin' green eyes.

"Like a wedding ring?" she asked shyly.

Dontoya lifted the ring before her gaze, so it shone in the candlelight. "Better than a weddin' ring, my mate."

Sherilyn leaned forward, examining the ages old technology. Fiery rays of colored light shot from the row of gems toward her.

"Beyond wow. I've never seen anything like that. What kind of ring...I mean it looks normal, but it doesn't." 

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SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-three

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: this week features the emotional healing of my heroine, Sherilyn.

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Chapter Forty-three:

Tears welled in her eyes...

Tears welled in her eyes instantly, embarrassingly. As she blinked them away, Sherilyn felt darn glad she wore waterproof mascara--silly as that was in a way.

"Thank...thank you," she stuttered, managing to quell her urge to breakdown and weep.

"Thank you?" Dontoya gently teased.

"I--the men I've known didn't bother with acknowledging my emotions." Sherilyn couldn't help the bitterness in her tone.

"You have such expressive eyes, beautiful mate. But, I'm bettin' you've been shut down once too often. Haven't you?"

Keeping his knuckles curled beneath her chin, Dontoya pulled a white hankie from the side pocket of his jacket. With tenderness, he dabbed away her teardrops.

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My Sexy Saturday ~ Valentine's Day

Welcome to ShapeShifter Seductions  

 

~Turning into Your Wildest Desire~  

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The Submission by Serena Shay

“What’s your name, beautiful?” Trent asked when he was finally able to move from his hands and knees to his ass.


She shook her head with the slightest of movements, facing him but keeping her back to the door.

“What shall I call you then … mate?”

“Not that! I have no intention of mating with anyone.”

“Funny how fate and Mother Nature take that choice away from us all…”

“Doesn’t matter…”

“Really?” Trent rubbed his thumb and forefinger around the pressure points between his eyes and above his nose. “Why are you still here, beautiful? Morbid curiosity? Want to see if you were strong enough to kill me?”

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My Sexy Saturday, Valentine's Day kisses, everyone!

Note: Dontoya is presenting a special ring to Sherilyn. 

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HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS

A ShapeShifter Seductions Erotic Romance

Sherilyn lifted her left hand, and delicately placed her palm on top of Dontoya's hand. He gently enfolded her hand, bringing it beneath his lips.

"My mate." Dontoya pressed a kiss, and Zance witnessed both his pardner's adoration and reverence for Sherilyn.

"My heart is tripping the light fantastic," she softly sang.

Zance pleasurably listened to her excited heartbeat with his wolf ears. He watched as Sherilyn and Dontoya locked gazes for long moments, electrifying the air around them.

Dontoya loosened his hold on her hand, and brought the ring close to her delicate finger. Once again, the sparkle changed, each gemstone shimmering a fiery color.

"I present the Ring of Union to you, Sherilyn. To you, my mate."

Dontoya slipped the bonding ring onto her finger. Sherilyn beamed in that a way woman did when a man did something for her that arrowed straight inside her heart. 

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Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

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Legacy by Pat Cunningham

Two pots, a knife, and a bag of carrots lay abandoned on the counter. Colleen’s imagination set the scene—Jeremy at the counter, his back to the doorway, Wallace stalking his unsuspecting prey with his uncanny silent tread. Perhaps Jeremy had a moment of warning before his capture—a hint of scent, a whisper of lips against his neck. Or perhaps he was as attuned to the vampire’s presence as she was and always knew when his lover was near.

They’d ended up beside the kitchen table. Wallace stood behind Jeremy with his arms clasped tight around the human’s waist. His lips nuzzled Jeremy’s neck. Jeremy leaned into the embrace, his eyes shut, humming that low, throaty purr of his that always turned her on. No doubt Jeremy had loosened his shirt collar himself. His enjoyment of the vampire’s attentions made itself boldly known against the fabric of his slacks. Colleen stared at that tantalizing bulge, right up until the moment Wallace bit into Jeremy’s neck.

It wasn’t anything like the violent, melodramatic attacks depicted in vampire movies. His fangs sank into Jeremy’s flesh right over the mark on his neck in a smooth, unhurried movement that was gentle as a kiss. Perhaps this was a kiss to Wallace. His throat rippled with a single swallow before he lifted his mouth. He laved his tongue across the bite, as tender as a mother cat with her kitten. Not so much as a drop of blood escaped it. Jeremy melted against him with a whimper of pure bliss.

Colleen’s gut dropped. This was so wrong in so many ways. Yet everything about Wallace’s actions, even the bite, said love.

Too late, she remembered Wallace could hear her heartbeat.

Her gaze flicked from Jeremy’s rapt expression right into Wallace’s smirk. He rested his chin on Jeremy’s shoulder and tightened his hold on his body. The glitter in his eyes announced mine. Then it relented. The smirk became a smile. Mine dissolved into ours. He whispered in Jeremy’s ear.

Jeremy’s eyes fluttered open. His glassy pupils were blown wide, like he’d just enjoyed the best fuck of his life. He swayed in Wallace’s arms. Finally, he focused and noticed her. With the sun now set, his smile became the most brilliant sight in the world. Her heart swelled at the undeniable love in it. He languidly held out his hand.

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TINA'S TREASURES by Solara Gordon

 

Jon moved in close to the faucet, testing the water as he did. “I like both. I’m fine with this temp.”

Drake slid the other door open and entered behind Tina. He reached around her, examining the water temperature as well. “I’m good.” He closed the door.

Drake closed the limited space between him and Tina. Pressed flesh to flesh, warmth increasing to heat wrapped the two of them together. Her neck lay bare before him. Easy access. Soon his lips and teeth followed their earlier path up and down her tempting neck. This close to her ass, one of his fave places on a woman, set his ego to pumping out hormones and messages to his cock. True, his fantasy the other night focused on a balls deep encounter with her anus. His pleasure mattered on hers. Mutual enjoyment plunged both into higher and hotter orgasmic bliss. Three together…Debbie limited her double penetration to her mouth and pussy. Would Tina do the same?

Jon’s hand met his as Drake moved his hands along Tina’s ribs. As Jon came into view, he held a bar of soap. Drake sniffed. His usual brand’s fragrance filled his nostrils. Nothing overly masculine, not flowers either. He nodded. 

“You okay with the soap?” he asked, nipping Tina’s earlobe.

He felt and heard her reply. She arched against him, shivered with small rapid shudders, moaned, and responded. “Yess–ss.”

“Good,” Jon added, wetting the bar and lathering his hands. As he rinsed them, he added. “I’ll wet down. Then Drake and I will do you.”

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SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-two

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: this week features a deeper insight into my heroine, Sherilyn.

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Chapter Forty-two:

Sherilyn shook her sleep-tousled hair...

Sherilyn shook her sleep-tousled hair out of her eyes as she pushed herself upward. Leaning on her hands, she tried to mentally shake away the foreboding she'd awoken with.

But, that proved to be difficult. "Damn," she muttered, "it's like a heavy shroud of fog that refuses to lift."

Once she'd blinked the sleep out of her eyes, a sense of calm washed over Sherilyn. She wanted to believe that meant a good outcome, despite her intuitive warning.

However, her life had been so cruel at certain times, and so brutally disappointing, any hope she harbored remained in short supply.

Sherilyn thought of it as smaller than a mustard seed.

"Dontoya. Zance," she murmured, simply to hear their names, to know they were real.

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Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty-one

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: This chapter begins with Dontoya, a black cougar shifter, getting to know Sherilyn's horses, and checking on them for her sake. He and Zance have brought their mate's prize horses to their ranch to take care of them, and protect them from being stolen, while Sherilyn continues to heal.

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Chapter Forty-one:
Sherilyn's palomino, Cloud...

Sherilyn's palomino, Cloud, stretched his neck toward Dontoya. The standoffish stallion pressed against his stall door, flaring his nostrils. He blew breaths, taking in Dontoya's scent.

"He's smellin' her on you," Catcher explained. The horse shapeshifter gave his human forelock a toss. "Been missin' Sherilyn something fierce, I can tell you."

Dontoya figured he'd better grab opportunity by the tail. Offering his hand to Cloud, he waited patiently as the stallion snuffled.

"Go ahead. Give his neck a pat," Catcher encouraged.

"Don't you worry, Cloud ole son, we're taking care of her," Dontoya crooned. He reached up slowly, then gave the stallion's neck several firm pats. "She's healing up right fine."

"Yep, I bet she'll be out here soon, givin' you some treats." Nickers greeted Catcher's words. "Treats for all of you."

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Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Forty

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

This week, Zance takes care of Sherilyn after their lovemaking session.

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Chapter Forty:
Unexpected sensations of pleasure...

Before Sherilyn knew it, he strode across the room, carrying her. She wondered in her twilight state, if this was some kind of wonderful, but strange fairytale. Especially, since two princes wanted her instead of one.

If true, Sherilyn never wanted to awaken.

Nearly asleep, she was aware Zance placed her on cool sheets. She felt him cover her with a thick down comforter, and touch a kiss to her cheek.

"Don't let the bedbugs bite, sweetheart. Only me and Donny-cat get to do that."

A smile formed on her lips. Not moving an inch, Sherilyn entered the realm of darkness. Still, before slumber claimed her, she heard a whispering inside her mind.

Already too deep, Sherilyn couldn't grasp what she knew was an intuitive warning. She struggled to get hold, but it remained as elusive as a ghost.

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Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

New Year's Eve With Sherilyn, Dontoya, and Zance

Happy New Year howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

I thought I'd share a chapter from my ShapeShifter Seductions Novel, HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS. This erotic romance was partly written with a New Year's Eve celebration at Dante's Interspecies Pleasure Club in mind. The following scene takes place at the Midnight Stardust Supperclub, an elegant affair Dante created and built for Kitty, his beloved cat-woman shifter.

Further note: I like living the fantasy with my heroines and heroes. I love their intimate interactions, the sexy nuances, the passionate dance between women and men. Thus, this scene is detailed with such moments between Sherilyn, Zance, and Dontoya. I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter Sixty-eight:
His name burst from her heart...

His name burst from her heart, softly, joyously, and with a strength that surprised Sherilyn. "Dontoya."

"Mate." His velvet purr stroked her insides, as did his potent, intimate gaze.

Cocooned in love, Sherilyn remained aware Dante continued his announcement.

"The Midnight Stardust is proud to present King Wolfman and his Romantic Swing Band, featuring the songstress, Selene Katz. They'll be performing dinner music.

"Next hour the dancing music begins, and yours truly has composed a special song to start off with. Let's just say, ladies and gentlemen, it sounded good on the guitar," Dante joked, his tone humble. "That's all from me. Let's bring in the New Year 2012, in grand style."

"In grand style." Sherilyn twisted at the sound of Zance's voice. "I'm not too late for dinner, am I?" Zance flashed one of his charming, all cowboy smiles.

"Pull up a chair, pard," Dontoya invited. "You only missed the dip."

"I plan to do some fine dipping on the dance floor." Zance audaciously winked at her, and Sherilyn smiled at him like a teenager.

She let go of Dontoya's hand, and took hold of Zance's hand as he seated himself beside her. "We haven't even popped the cork on the champagne, handsome."

"Why don't you do the honors, Donny-cat, and I'll signal our waiter. Time to bring on this fine grub."

Zance gazed at her as if she was the fine dining, and Sherilyn quivered inside. Then, he was turning away, motioning to the waiter she'd seen him speaking with earlier.

In the following dreamy whirl of moments, Sherilyn watched Dontoya expertly handle the champagne. He popped the cork with his usual understated flair, then poured the bubbly in their flutes. All while Zance quietly spoke into their waiter's ear.

When both of her men raked her with their glittering gazes, Sherilyn couldn't help but feel juicy-sexy. She sinuously moved, the gown slinking against her skin, and caressing her shivering breasts.

I do feel like their courtesan.

Sherilyn picked up her flute before she entered sex-fantasy land. One fantasy at a time, she told herself, then focused on her champagne.

"What a lovely pink color. I think I'm in romance heaven."

"NV Bollinger Rosé, darlin'. Me and Zance chose it especially with you in mind."

Dontoya lifted his flute, and Zance followed.

Overflowing with happiness, Sherilyn smiled as she saluted them both. "To my shapeshifter gentlemen. I love you. You have awakened my woman's senses in ways I would never have believed, or dreamed possible."

"We aim to keep awakening you, sweetheart." Zance clinked his glass against hers.

Sherilyn tingled deliciously inside, feeling the power of his intention. "I bet you do."

Dontoya touched the rim of her flute with his. "Tickle your nose, beloved mate. Let's get this evening rollin'."

Sherilyn did just that, drawing in the champagne's luscious fragrance. She let the delicate wet bubbles burst against the tip of her nose for several moments before indulging in a sip.

"Now this must be from an ethereal realm." Sherilyn indulged in a much longer sip, closing her eyes.

"With an irresistible bouquet." She spoke in her high-society voice. Keenly aware her tux-wearing cowboys ravished her with their gazes, she continued to sip leisurely.

"Ethereal and irresistible, you sold me," Zance drawled in a bantering voice.

Sherilyn watched as Dontoya and Zance tasted the pink champagne, immensely enjoying the scene. "Manly men," she teased, rolling her shoulder with sassy attitude.

"Only for you, Sherilyn darlin'." After a slow grin, Dontoya tipped his flute up for another swallow.

"Not bad for fizzy." Zance obliged again with a longer swallow.

"I get a kick out of champagne...I get a kick out of you," Dontoya sang along with the background music.

His smooth rumble did wicked things to her, as did the way he handled the flute, caressing it with his fingertips and twirling it slowly.

"I smell dinner on the way." Zance's smug expression, his gold flaring eyes, said he knew she'd enjoy what they'd chosen for her.
"I can't wait." Sherilyn made a show of slowly stripping off her gloves.

Dontoya and Zance pounced on her with their gazes, to her woman's satisfaction.

"Now that I have your undivided attention, 'fess up, gentlemen. Or do I have to probe your minds with my new super-powered mind reading ability?"

"Once you wrap those beautiful arms around me, probing sounds damn good, sweetheart." Zance deliberately ran his gaze over her bared arms.

"Like my pardner says, probing sounds damn good," Dontoya rasped. "Let's say it's not pheasant under glass, darlin', as superb as that dish is. That'll be for another evening paintin' the town."

"You two..." Sherilyn didn't get to finish her words.

In a polished manner, their waiter placed several covered dishes on the table. After filling their water glasses, he lit the golden taper candle set inside a crystal globe.

"Enjoy dinner, Mr. DeVulf, Shaman Zhu Vani, and Ms. Wingate. When you're ready I'll bring dessert, and the drinks you prefer."

"Thank you." Zance spoke formally. "That'll work just fine."

With hardly a whisper of sound, the waiter departed, his cart in tow.

"Oh, I can hardly wait. Pheasant, right?" Sherilyn's hunger gnawed at her something fierce, and she leaned forward, setting her flute down.

"Roasted pheasant with black currant sauce," Dontoya announced as he lifted the cover.

"That looks absolutely delish. It's been a long, long time since I've been treated to pheasant." Sherilyn's mouth watered, and she placed the napkin on her lap.

"You spoiled it, pardner. She was supposed to guess." Zance removed the cover from what looked like a gourmet rice dish with pine nuts.

"I was too hungry to guess." Sherilyn barely got the words out.

Her mates filled her plates with the sumptuous fare, including braised baby carrots with thyme, and broccoli in butter sauce. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the steamy fragrances.

"The One Spirit is bountiful," Dontoya intoned.

"Yes." Sherilyn opened her eyes, and picked up her silverware.

"Bountiful," Zance repeated. "Go on, sweetheart. The sooner you finish, the faster me and Donny-cat can whirl you around the dance floor."

Sherilyn didn't need any more encouragement. With knife and fork in hand, she daintily dived in. Glancing at Zance and Dontoya from time to time, she found herself enjoying the mannerly yet lusty way they ate.

Had she ever known men this vital, this powerfully alive?

Sherilyn savored the last bite of her pheasant, then patted her mouth with the napkin.

"Looks like we picked it too clean for the buzzards," Zance twanged.

Laughing, Sherilyn lounged against the satin-backed chair. "We sure did."

"Dessert now or later, darlin'?" Dontoya refilled her flute.

"Later, thank you, handsome."

"How about a cup of coffee for me and Donny-cat, and a chocolate concoction for you?" Zance signaled their waiter. "We'll let dinner settle. 'Sides, no one's on the dance floor yet."

"Too afraid to be the first?" Sherilyn raised a brow and smiled. Idly, she brought the champagne to her lips, waiting for her wolf cowboy to react.

"Dang, woman, if we weren't all agreed Dante and Miss Kitty would be the first, I'd be haulin' your sweet ass onto that pearly dance floor."

"Oh, so forceful," she taunted. "Just the way I like it."

"You're just lucky, sweetheart, the waiter's timin' is on your side."

"Is it?" Sherilyn batted her eyelashes until Zance was forced to place his attention on the waiter.

Dontoya laughed, amused. The sound was music to her ears--even beyond the elegant sweeping strains of the orchestra.

Embracing her hand within his, Dontoya passionately devoured her with his gaze. He pressed a kiss in the center of her palm--a long *rush her blood through her veins* kiss.

"You do know how to seduce a woman." Her voice came out as a sultry whisper.

Sherilyn fingered the slim, serpentine diamond necklace her cowboys had presented to her before she'd begun to dress.

"Both of you." Sherilyn met Zance's gaze. Consumed by his gold-blazing eyes, she forgot to breathe.

"The waiter will be back to clear our table," he gravelly drawled.

Capturing her breath again, Sherilyn decided to throw some cold water on the situation. She stroked her hand from Dontoya's, then angled herself equally between her mates.

"I'm assuming Mayor Linc had something important to say."

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Blurb ~

Sherilyn hides out on her small ranch near the odd town of Talbot's Peak, Montana, determined to save her prize horses from being stolen. She has no time for men. Besides she's been down that heartbreak road one too many times. The hitch: she didn't bargain on two shapeshifter cowboys who decide she belongs to them.

Zance, a timber wolf shifter, and Dontoya, a rare black cougar shifter, are longtime pardners. Having built up their immense ranch in the supernaturals community, they've settled into a cattleman's lifestyle. Now they've finally found the one woman they both want as their mate.

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Wishing you love and passion on the wild side in the New Year, 2015 ...

Savanna 

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-nine

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

This week, the sexual heat is still on high, especially for Zance.
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Chapter Thirty-nine:
Zance figured he owned....

Zance figured he owned the doggone happiest pair of hands a man ever had. Plus, one downright happy cock, even if it was throbbin' mighty hard.

His mate's shapely breasts threatened to spill between his fingers. Hell, he was already on carnal overdrive, given her round ass pillowed his rod, and his burnin' loins.

Now she tempted him somethin' fierce, asking if he was gonna ride her with his beast? His cock gave a willing hitch, and a big ole' ache shot through his groin.

Stifling his groan, Zance drawled, "You're on the upside of mendin', sweetheart..."

He paused searching for the right words--this side of hell given his hard-on.

"What?" she impatiently demanded. 

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Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-eight

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys 

This week, Sherilyn is with both of her shapeshifter cowboys, and the sexual heat is on high. 

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Chapter Thirty-eight:
Sherilyn quivered inside, and flushed...   

Sherilyn quivered inside, and flushed with unbearable excitement at the thought of Zance holding her tight against him, open for Dontoya.

How he managed to keep his cock from exploding with cum, she couldn't fathom. His dark swollen crown looked ready to burst at the seams.

"Yes." With her voice faint to her own ears, Sherilyn wondered if Zance heard.

"Promise?" he growly whispered near her ear.

Good gawd, she felt like pure steam inside. "I promise."

Hardly aware Zance positioned himself, and her, Sherilyn only knew he pulled her against his cowboy-muscley chest. When his aroused shaft pressed against her spine, an impatient beast, she glanced at his legs, now bent at the knees on either side of her.

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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~ 

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-seven

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO Y'ALL!

Note: This week it's all about loving their mate.
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"Darlin'," Dontoya soothed.

"Darlin'," Dontoya soothed. "You belong to me and Zance."

At his words, his mate's small hands stroked his arms, softly moving back and forth. She hummed a little response, and the sweetness penetrated Dontoya's soul.

Sherilyn's enraptured face--the way her tousled shiny waves of hair set off her lovely profile as she lowered her head--Dontoya felt his heart swell with love.

Once he looked up, he watched Zance come down from his raw hard climax. With a satisfied growl, his pardner leaned over Sherilyn, placing gentle kisses up her spine.

"Mmm-mmm, cowboy, you sure know how to treat a woman."

Sherilyn's sexy drawl had both him and Zance glancing at each other, their male appreciation of her mutual.

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Blurb & Excerpts for HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS are on the page above.
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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-six

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys 

Note: This week it's all about Sherilyn and her sexual experience.
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Sherilyn ignited inside...
 
Sherilyn ignited inside, as if firecrackers shot through her. No wonder, with her two men watching her, wanting her.

Really wanting her.

Her men. Hers.

The reality that she belonged to both of them slammed into her awareness, yet quickly became lost. Zance molded the swells of her hips and ass with his make-her-putty hands.

"Down in front, sweet kitten," he ordered.

As Sherilyn obeyed, his cock's head jabbed against the rim of her pussy, then pushed strongly. "Oooh, that feels too good."
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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~ 

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-five

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: This week Zance inspires Sherilyn's fiercest passions. 
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Arousal blazed through Sherilyn...

Arousal blazed through Sherilyn as Zance primitively tugged on her hair. The primal passion carving his features mesmerized her, and caused her pussy to throb with a new vengeance.

Zance seared his gaze over her face for several moments. When he focused on her breasts, Sherilyn felt deliciously exposed, as if she'd become his sex captive.

He continued to pull on her hair, forcing her back until her head touched the pillow. With her begging nipples thrust beneath his mouth, images of what Zance was about to do crowded Sherilyn's mind. She panted ridiculously fast.

"That's it," he hoarsely drawled. "Shiver those perfect breasts for me."

Sherilyn couldn't have stopped herself, even if she'd wanted to. How long had she wanted a man who made her feel this way, this out-of-control, burn-her-up passion?

Forever, her mind answered. Forever.

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Blurb & Excerpts for HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS are on the page above.
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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

SNEAK PEEK SUNDAY: Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys ~ Chapter Thirty-four

Her Midnight Stardust Cowboys

Note: This week Zance is enjoying Sherilyn's erotic beauty. 
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Naked, Zance sat on...

Naked, Zance sat on the bedside chair, a comfortable but functional piece of furniture Dontoya often used for late-night reading. Lounging back, he kept a tight grip his ready-to-fire six shooter, as he thought of his cock, right now.

Howling gods, to watch Sherilyn in the throes of passion stirred his innards like a cyclone was entering. Even so, Zance remained alert for anything harmful to his mate's mendin'. His nose told him she healed just fine.

As he watched the way Sherilyn surrendered to Dontoya's fucking rhythm, Zance's shaft throbbed something terrible. In the midmorning light, her erotic beauty was a purely wicked pleasure.

Her skin glistened, all pearly like. Her womanly curves were downright sumptuous, and so pleasing to his hedonistic senses Zance wanted to lick her like the wolf dog he was.

He couldn't wait to feast on his mate's fleshly charms. Zance wanted to put his hands all over her, feeling the shivers and shimmies of her body as he pleasured her, as he took her on the strength of his cock.

Just observing her, Zance knew Sherilyn possessed untapped reservoirs of passion that he and Dontoya would greedily tap into, bring to the surface.

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Blurb & Excerpts for HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS are on the page above.
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Wishing you shapeshifting cowboy love on the wild side...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Nothing scarier to a man...

Mid-October howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

Finally, after many interruptions the second flash scene is written in my short series of flashes leading up to the Halloween Blog Hop ~ October 27-31. For the setup, and to read the first one, click on the title Time to unmask my inner cat... 

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Nothing scarier to a man...

Drawn toward a baby doll costume that was sheer, dove gray in color yet glistened with silvery thread, Sherilyn moved toward it. She fingered the delicate ruffling, trimmed in muted gold.

The feline headdress reminded her of a refined pantheress. Sherilyn lightly stroked the short silky faux fur, a pale silver-gray, and gazed at the fantasy cat's peridot-colored eyes. "Nothing scarier to a man than a woman he finds fabulously sexy."

"Ah... so true," Pasha stepped beside her. "Often a man's libido combats the idea of being captured by the woman he desires as no other."

Sherilyn smiled, recalling her past experiences as a photo pinup model. "You must be like fire, Pasha. The men want to touch, burn themselves in your sexual flames... but are scared of being totally consumed."

"When my power of seduction is... let's say, switched off, men will either leap into the inferno, heedless of being 'totally consumed' or run as if I've suddenly shifted and am the beast cat about to devour them whole."

Sherilyn couldn't help quirking a grin as she faced Pasha. "Did you see a 'barely there' costume to your liking?"

"So many are to my liking. But I believe White Fang must have secretly paid for one he hopes I will wear."

"Oooh, show me," Sherilyn enthused, girly-tingly inside.

"Why don't we simply enjoy the sexy lingerie scenery first, and chat." Pasha offered her arm as if they were best girlfriends.

With their arms linked, she and Pasha strolled, and Sherilyn sizzled deliciously, drinking in the costume zoo featuring sensual felines of every type, spot, glorious color, and stripe. White and orange tigresses, and one that was a soft gray with cobalt blue stripes... seductive leopardesses and jaguars with their beautiful spots... sensual lionesses in varying shades of golden caramel to creamy white to the lavender lioness she'd first spied. Black cats representing several different breeds from panther to the superheroine, catwoman, to the typical Halloween black kitty were available... and so much more feline finery that Sherilyn felt dazzled down to her toes.

"I hope Dante, or whoever is in charge, has catalogued all these fabtastic creations,"  she spoke as they halted beside the table of delicate, pastel colored petit fours.

"I believe so." Pasha nibbled on one, obviously relishing. "However, only on the internal computer system. The pattern maker as White Fang called it." 

"On the open human market these would sell like hotcakes, as Zance is fond of saying. Meow," Sherilyn affected while rolling her hips. "I can't wait to see my Dontoya and Zance in their beast 'barely there' costumes."

"White Fang has been merciless in his teasing of me -- whenever I try to tempt him into revealing the costume he had designed for himself." Pasha laughed in a rolling purr. "I'm not allowed access to his mind either. He is so delightfully wicked at times."

In companionable silence, she and Pasha enjoyed the tiny cake treats, then sipped the fruity cordials. Soon "the question" surfaced like a circling shark. Why trepidation hit over her Ubarion heritage, Sherilyn had to wonder. But dammit, she was just plain spooked.

Still, opportunity kicked her in the shins. "If this is a good time, could you tell me about the Ubarions?" Sherilyn swallowed, not surprised a crow bar seemed to be stuck in her throat.

"Yes," Pasha drawled in a purr, "Your star ancestry. If you will allow, and give me a moment to enter your mind, I will be able to be more specific."

"Sure," Sherilyn agreed, while panic coiled in her belly.

Pasha flashed a small understanding smile. "I promise I'll be gentle," she bantered.

Sherilyn shut her eye having no clue if that was needed. But she was operating on instinct at the moment.

"Done," Pasha announced, a hint of amusement in her tone. "Let's talk while I show you White Fang's idea of an erotic costume." 

"Oooh, I can't resist that invitation. Will he know you know?" Sherilyn asked, super glad for the distraction.

"No doubt he's already purchased it, but wants to know if I'll choose his design. I haven't decided if I will... or I won't."

"Understood," Sherilyn replied, tickled by Pasha's seductive yet contrary tone.

"You know many of your Ubarion powers, or have seen glimpses," Pasha began, linking their arms again. "Why don't I tell you some of their herstory? The Ubarions evolved from a cat creature on a mostly jungle planet. The closest feline kin on Earth would be the Wildcats of Africa. However, the species resembled the gray fantasy cat you were first drawn to, and were elegant in body like the Siamese cat."

"Fascinating," Sherilyn murmured, attempting to connect with her ancestral memories. "They were never shapeshifters, right?"

"No. However, a race of cat-human shapeshifters discovered the planet and kept them as pets. Then the Ubarions were gene-spliced with this race, and became a servant class. In most cases, they were treated in a loving manner, and when their sentience evolved to a certain point -- I believe a matter of two generations -- your ancestors were treated as children, and educated in the knowledge and ways of this race."

Vibrating inside, the way she did when chords of truth were struck, Sherilyn asked, "When you say sentience, do you mean a human type of awareness?"

"Excellent question since all creatures great and small, as they say, possess sentience. Let us say, an expanded awareness of the cosmos that would include the building or constructing of an environment."

"Empire building. For good or ill," Sherilyn mused.

"Yes, the sacred urge can be used to build love-based empires where creativity reigns. Or... "

"What is happening on Earth right now." Sherilyn spoke what Pasha left unsaid, even as the cat goddess paused in her steps.

Sherilyn followed Pasha's gaze, seeing the very skimpy, nail-polish red costume. "Ohmy! Omy effing stars."

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ...

Savanna 

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance