My Purr-fect Alphas
Noble Romance Publishing, LLC
Publication date: February 2010
Digital Book format: PDF (Adobe DRM)
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Dr. Elizabeth Clark's life is turned upside down when she is kidnapped by the Druiks, and taken to Druik Void, located in a future realm. Caged like an animal in a laboratory filled with humanoid specimens from other dimensions, she endures experimental surgery. Seduced by Zandor and Thryll, two very sexy shape-shifters trapped with her, she is persuaded to escape. Will Beth survive the frantic journey to the Gate and safety? Or will she fall prey to the insatiable shifters?
Special Content Alert: M/M, Heterosexual, M/M/F, bondage
"My terms were any females of my choice. If this one is your bond mate, it's an unfortunate inconvenience. However, if you continue to meet our agreement, I'll allow you to take her with you when you leave."
"I'll not allow Zandor to mate with her, Pic; she's mine, given to me by the Goddess Boda. I want her all night." Thryll lifted his chin defiantly, his hands balled into fists at his side.
"She lives in close proximity to Zandor, but he's caged. I'll agree only if you keep to our bargain."
"Grrr." Thryll turned swiftly and glared at her.
Beth pushed down the desperate need to run. She took a step backward when he began to walk toward her very slowly.
"They show their usual cruelty. Don't fear me, Beth; come and I'll explain everything." His voice sounded strained, tired. He reached for her hand and led her along a leafy pathway, deep into the rainforest.
They walked until they reached the rock wall. Her body still trembling, she followed Thryll along a narrow pathway. After a few steps he stopped, cleared leaves from a rock, and indicated for her to sit. She sat in silence and watched him glance around slowly, sniffing the air before he sat beside her.
"I doubt they can overhear our conversation this far from the complex. Do you understand why I refused you in the pond?"
Beth looked into his eyes. They were deep blue again now. His brow wrinkled in a frown.
"Yes, I think I do. Zandor maintains they've altered my scent to make him believe I'm his mate. They most likely did the same thing to you. He mentioned he might kill me if we mated; is that why you stopped?"
"I was going to make love to you, sweetness." Thryll's eyes narrowed. "Mating was the furthest thing from my mind and I might add impossible, since they sealed my fangs. In case your Human mind cannot distinguish the difference, I will explain. When we mate, we bite, inject venom, and drink blood. It's intensely erotic and sends the female into a rapture that lasts four days. The females call this insatiable need Moon Fire."
Beth rolled her eyes. Good Lord, he's as bad as Zandor; do these men ever think about anything but sex? "Right then, so why would the same scent attract both you and Zandor?"
Thryll smiled and shook his head ruefully.
"Well?" asked Beth impatiently.
"It's not possible; it would cause males to fight to the death, unless . . . ."
Beth jumped to her feet and stood over him.
"Come on, Thryll, spill it. What the hell is going on here?"
She gasped when Thryll slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her onto his lap and cradling her to him. His scent encircled her like a warm blanket. His hand rubbed deliciously up and down her back. She moaned, melting against him.
"Zandor and I have been friends for many years. We like to share our females. Mayhap the Goddess has given us you for that reason." He chuckled and his hot breath tickled her ear. "This would make fine sense, seeing as She sent me here to rescue both of you."
"You don't make a whole lot of sense, Thryll. Who could give me to two men? I'm a grown woman and I make up my own mind who takes me to bed. If you think I'm prepared to take on both of you . . . together . . . well . . . I . . . ."