Trio of Seduction

Blurb: 

A Destined Encounter…

Themoment she lays eyes on him, Dr. Kiera Matthews is mesmerized by therugged, sexually charged man who is at once her savior from danger anda sworn enemy of her mother’s people. Yet, as he stands before her,pulsing with physical energy, Kiera feels an irresistible longingstirring deep within her. And when he speaks, his voice alone sendswaves of desire through her body…a body that will soon discover its ownsensual force. For Kiera is destined to reunite their estrangedraces—by joining herself with this man whose mission it has been tofind her…

Becomes A Union Of Uninhibited Passion…

Asthe 10th Prince of Klatch, an otherwordly clan whose sexual energy istheir life force, Ryan has been searching for his future mate—theHealer who will help him restore his dying world. Now he has found herin the form of a fair-haired hellion born of an enemy society. But hehas no doubt Kiera is his destiny. As a being who requires sex tosurvive, Ryan’s fantasies were always filled with darkly beautifulwomen. But now it is this strong-willed blonde whom he craves and isdetermined to show her the most potent pleasure…

“Deliciously wicked and sexy…intensely satisfying!” --Cheyenne McCray

“Ceremony of Seduction is the perfect erotic read…well defined and beyond extraordinary.” —Coffee Time Romance (5 cups)

Reviews:

Cassie Ryan’s Triangle of Seduction starts with a bang and ends with a battle, all tied together by interplanetary intrigue, hot sex, romance, adventure and, did I say hot sex? A feisty heroine who not only holds her own but is the key to saving an entire planet, a sexy hero with his own dark secrets, and the fate of an entire race of exiles resting on the success of a long forgotten ritual of powerful sex magic takes the reader on an amazing journey between two worlds. Definitely a book that, once opened, won’t be closed until the final page has been read. I definitely recommend this book to anyone who wants fast paced action and unforgettable characters between the pages.

Kate Douglas--Wolf Tales

 

Excerpt:

    I’m smiling.  That should scare the hell out of you.

    Kiera Matthews took a deep breath and prayed for patience.  She knew her temper was already on full simmer when she started thinking in sarcastic quotes.

    “It’s only because of your past assistance to our people that I don’t report you to the council at once.”  Council member Danen stood before her, all five feet nothing of impotent arrogance.

    Simmer flashed to near boil and Kiera resisted the urge to scream.  But she couldn’t quite stop her eyes from narrowing at the rail thin man with the dour expression who stood before her.  She supposed she should be thankful he had agreed to meet with her at all⎯even in the middle of a deserted parking lot at midnight. 

    The council was not only arrogant, but they also had a tendency toward drama.

    “Bullshit, Danen.”  Kiera took a step forward, invading his personal space.  “The only reason any of you put up with me is because I’m the only doctor willing to treat you⎯regardless of insurance or circumstances that would be best left undiscovered by the human community.”

    Danen’s already knobby chin jutted out further as he pursed his lips in obvious distaste.  “Let’s cut through all the preliminaries, Kiera.  What exactly do you want?” 

    “I want the council to listen to reason before it’s too late.”  She fisted her hands at her sides to keep from giving in to the urge to shake the little man.  “The civil war happened a quarter of a century ago, Danen.  My mother would still be alive if not for the fallout from that.”  Kiera’s temper fed fuel to her rant, and she couldn’t seem to stop the flow of words that spilled from her lips.  “The Cunts used to be a proud people with a rich heritage before they let Sela put her wishes above the well-being of the entire race.  In fact, before she started spreading dissension, the Klatch and the Cunts lived in peace as one people⎯as it was meant to be.  Long before the name of our race became synonymous with traitor in the human dialect.”

    She tucked a wisp of blond hair behind her ear that had come loose from her ponytail and fallen across her eyes.  “Now you can’t even say ‘Cunt’ without it being construed as a serious insult.  Don’t you think it’s time to reevaluate what’s best for our species as a whole?”

    Danen’s gaunt features stiffened, his already pale skin glistened in the light of the full moon.  “You aren’t yet twenty-four.  Not even old enough for a coming-of-age⎯even if you were pure blood.”

    The snub about her split heritage hit hard and she winced.  No matter she was now a grown woman, the taunts that rang in her ears as she grew up still haunted her.

    Danen stared down his stick-like nose at her while his bloodless lips thinned into non-existence.  “As it is, you are in no position at all to question the council.  You’ve lived on the fringes of our law since you were a teenager⎯and only because you’ve been useful as a doctor.  You’re more human than Cunt.  Your mother made that choice for you when she openly married that useless human.”

    Her anger exploded and a vivid picture of throttling the little man sprang into her mind.  “My mother was a full-blooded Cunt, you little bastard⎯”

    Shouts broke through the still air of the stifling Phoenix night, cutting off her words, and rechanneling her anger into self-preservation.

    Blue and pink bolts of electricity⎯the weapons of choice for the Cunts and Klatch, respectively⎯snaked through the moonlit sky raising the small hairs on Kiera’s arms.

    The stench of sulfur hung heavy in the air and she tasted the tang of ozone on the back of her tongue.

    Skin tingled as adrenaline flooded her system and she crouched into a fighting stance. 

    Her gaze scanned her surroundings in search of the enemy, as training and instinct kicked in. 

    Thank God for a human marine colonel father who taught his baby girl to kick some ass when needed.

    A pink sizzling bolt arced straight for her and she rolled to the left.  A tingling sensation crackled up her right side nearly stealing her breath.  A rush of pure power⎯no doubt fueled by adrenaline⎯surged through her as she completed the roll and landed lightly back on the balls of her feet.

    “You did this!” Danen screamed behind her, too intent on his own self-righteous fury to duck.

    She shifted her balance and with one leg extended, swept the man’s feet out from under him, catching his frail form in her outstretched arms before his head hit the blacktop.  “Get down, you arrogant ass!  I didn’t bring anyone.” 

    Danen shoved out of her embrace and thumped against the blacktop hard on his ass, and then crab walked away from her.  “You’re a traitor, Kiera Matthews!”  He pushed up onto his knees and raised his hands, blue energy already sparking from his fingertips.

    Without thinking, Kiera straightened, took two running steps and then snapped her right heel forward into a front kick. 

    The blow caught Danen square in the chest.

    The gangly man flew backward to land hard on the rough blacktop.  His body bounced once, his skinny limbs akimbo before he came to rest and lay still.

    “Danen!” came a voice from off to her left.

    Kiera had no time to check on the old man, or even to try to explain.  The council guards had a reputation for killing and maiming now and sorting out the truth later.

    A pink energy bolt zoomed toward her face before she could do more than close her eyes against the impact.

    She held her breath, but other than a surge of power through her entire body, she felt nothing.

    Angry shouts and cursing filled her ears, but no searing pain like she had expected.

    What the fuck?

    Kiera snapped her eyes open in time to see two burly blond guards lunge for her.

    She feinted left.

    Both guards changed the direction of their attack to follow.

    She brought her elbow around, and aided by the first guard’s forward motion, smashed him in the nose. 

    Hot blood spurted, coating her forearm as she allowed the momentum to bring her full circle.

    The injured guard howled in pain and cradled his mangled nose.

    With her right foot still planted firmly, she struck out with her left, hitting the second guard just above the kneecap.

    A sickening crunch filled the air as his knee dislocated.  His ashen features contorted with pain before he crumpled.

    She spun around, alert for more attackers, and found only one. 

    A Klatch⎯the sworn enemy of her mother’s people.  Or at least they had been for the past twenty-four years.

    Her fleeting thought of attack was interrupted by his easy arrogant stance⎯not to mention he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. 

    Lucky for him, unlike most of the Cunts, she only attacked those who threatened her.  So, she stayed alert and studied the dark stranger. 

    Mercy not lust.  Yeah, that’s it.

    She had seen several half-breed Klatch in her clinic over the years, but had never met a full blood that she knew of⎯or at least one with this much presence.  Power radiated off this man in nearly visible waves, and she had the sudden urge to trace the muscles she saw through his tight black T-shirt.

 
    She knew she should be terrified.  After all, this man was an enemy to Cunts everywhere, and yet, all she felt was…safe.

    Kiera shoved the disturbing thought aside to study later.   

 
    The stranger stood a good six inches taller than her own five-foot-six, with a stocky compact build that reminded her of a boxer.  Even when he remained still, he exuded a contained physical energy she somehow knew would be formidable when unleashed. 

    Thick dark hair fell to his shoulders and shadowed the right side of his face.  The left side, which was illuminated by moonlight, was chiseled, rugged and handsome.

    His sensual mouth curved into an amused grin, which matched the laughter shining in is dark eyes. 

    Great.  Caught staring like an open-mouthed idiot!

    Her mouth went dry and her heart pounded so loud she was surprised he couldn’t hear it.  She closed her mouth and moved her balance to the balls of her feet, for lack of anything better to do.

    “Nice moves.”  He held his arms wide as if to show he was no threat.  But the sudden wave of heat zinging through her body said differently.  “I saw that energy beam hit you in the face.”  His voice was rich and dark like decadent chocolate and she could tell he would have a beautiful tenor singing voice.  Hell, just his speaking voice was enough to melt her into a puddle.  Kiera wasn’t sure she could handle the singing without experiencing spontaneous combustion⎯or orgasm.

    The thought sent a wave of shivers through her body. 

    “I have never seen a human survive that,” he continued, thankfully unaware of her thoughts.  “Are you all right?”

    The word “human” hung in the air between them like an accusation, and the familiar shame of being a half-breed burned inside her chest. 

    Bastard.

    Shame morphed into anger in an instant, and she wrapped it around her like a shield.  “No thanks to you, I’m all right.”  She stalked forward until she stood just outside his reach.  “I spent months getting them to agree to meet, and now the Cunt council thinks I set them up!”

    His dark brow furrowed.  “For what⎯”  His gaze snapped to somewhere over her shoulder.

    “Look out!”  He lunged forward, knocking her over just as a searing wave of heat sizzled past.

    Kiera landed on her back, hard.  All the air whooshed out of her lungs in a painful rush.

    The hot blacktop dug into her skin through her cotton T-shirt, but she barely noticed. 

    Instead, it was the hard muscles of the very warm male pressing down on her that filled her senses. She raised her gaze and gasped as she nearly drowned in the deep purple⎯almost black⎯eyes staring down at her.

 
    A surreal sense of déjà vu and destiny flowed over her and she frowned against the intense sensation.

   
    His gaze burned into hers for another moment and then he blinked⎯breaking the strange spell that held her.  He took a deep breath, which only served to press their chests more tightly together, and said, “Hold off, Gavin!  I’m fine.” 

    His loud words made her jump and she nearly laughed as she realized the reason for his deep breath had nothing to do with tormenting her with his hard body. 

    When he had lifted his head to shout, both halves of his face were bathed in moonlight giving her an up close view of the angry red scar that ran from his temple to the right side of his mouth.  It gave him a rakish dangerous air, and her fingers itched to trace the puckered red line and sample its texture.

    He dropped his chin and his warm breath feathered against her face.  “Are you all right?” 

    “Prince Ryan!”

    She jumped again as the new male voice startled her out of her revelry.  Shit!  I’m under a Klatch prince?

    Panic and mortification flowed over her, quickly followed by a large dose of protective anger.  Since when did she let her guard down in such an unknown situation? 
    Kiera braced her legs, and in a quick maneuver her father taught her, she reversed their positions.

    He struggled against her move and when she put all her weight on her right knee to catch her balance⎯instead of blacktop, her knee met flesh.  Hard.

    “Urgh!”  The prince curled up, his body instinctively protecting itself as he clutched his crotch.

     Heat seared her cheeks as she realized she’d landed all her weight on his groin.

    Damn it.  He shouldn’t have moved! 

    Kiera pushed to her feet and fled into the night.

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