Eliza Gayle » Black Moon Rising

Publisher: Loose Id
ISBN: 978-1-60737-874-7
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Themes: Wolf shifter, Menage
Format: eBook
Length: Novella

One man claims her by blood, the other by possession. One wants revenge.

At the rise of the Black Moon, Sierra is to be named the new Alpha of her pack. But first, she must take a wolf mate before she can claim the position. Problem is, she’s in love with two men, one of whom is strictly forbidden. Willing to live a lie, she publicly acknowledges one and keeps the other her dirty little secret.

Nolan and Marek understand Sierra’s needs. Nothing gives them more pleasure than to make her burn, body and soul. Until the pack is attacked and a temperamental stranger from the past threatens to send them spiraling apart. Now she must choose between love and duty, a decision with fatal consequences. Whoever said you could be Alpha without making the hard choices…lied.

Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, menage (m/f/m).

Author’s Note: It also includes the sexiest misuse of maple syrup that’s bound to make you look at breakfast in a whole new light.

Reviews

“Recommended reading for fans of tough chicks and the insatiable men who dominate them…”
Dahlia, Whipped Cream Reviews

“The sex scenes were so hot you could practically feel the heat rising from the pages…”
Ashia, The Romance Reviews

“Black Moon Rising is a spicy erotic thriller…”
Miranda, Joyfully Reviewed

Excerpt

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An Excerpt From: BLACK MOON RISING from Loose Id

The distant drumbeat vibrated through Sierra’s body until her sex pulsed with need. Anticipation had been building all day. Standing naked at the window and staring up at the moonless night sky, she couldn’t believe she was actually going through with the ceremony.

“You look stunning.”

Sierra jerked. “Marek, you aren’t supposed to be here.” She grabbed her robe from the bed and slid her arms into the sleeves.

“I can’t help myself, and you know it.” He crossed the room and gathered her in his arms. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered into her ear.

“It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours since we last fucked. How can you miss me already?” She laughed, looking up at him. It had been over a year since she’d taken him as an official lover, and she didn’t think she’d ever tire of seeing him. Dark broody eyes tempted her with a constant look of barely restrained heat and aggressiveness. He called to her alpha wolf—challenged her.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your dirty mouth?” His lips pressed against hers, and heat flared to life between her legs, tightening her nipples.

“Yeah, I know what you like about my mouth, all right.” She bit at his lip, drawing a drop of blood.

A low growl sounded in Marek’s throat, which made her grin against his mouth. If they kept this up, they’d definitely be on the floor fucking before the ceremony. She pushed him away, forcing herself to stop despite the moisture between her legs and the aching of her breasts.

“We can’t do this now, and you know it. So pull yourself together, wolfie.”

He growled and glared at her. She loved taunting him with the nickname he hated. That was the thing about male wolves. The more annoyed they got, the more aroused they became, and she’d end up being taken by force. Just how she liked it with Marek.

Now Nolan, he was different. Her other lover had the patience of a saint, and no matter how hard she pushed, he always stayed in control. It drove her wild, and he knew it. Damn, how she loved him. A twinge of guilt settled in her stomach, and she turned back to the window.

“What is it, Sierra?” Marek stepped close, but he didn’t touch. Even he knew they had to settle down.
“I know Nolan understands things have to go this way, yet it hurts my heart to keep him a secret.”

“So then speak up. You’re an alpha. You have the ability to rewrite the rules.”

She turned on Marek. “Damn it, don’t feed me that line of bullshit. You know if my father found out the truth, he’d not make me the alpha tonight.”

Marek softened his expression with a small smile. “Maybe you underestimate him. He may be set in his ways, but do you honestly think he doesn’t understand the heat you withstand?”

She pushed past him and settled on the chair in the corner. She didn’t want to have this conversation again. It always ended the same. Tonight was special, and she would not walk away again.

“I’ve made my decision,” Sierra began on a sigh. “We will be mated, and Nolan will finally be able to live with us full-time.”

Marek didn’t respond, and she refused to look up in question. He would have to get used to his place at her side in public and the fact that her decisions were final. Eventually, she’d find a way to change the rules against wolves and their human protectors from mating, but not tonight.

Tension grew in the room until her skin itched with it, and the wolf whined inside her. Now it was her turn to deal with the increasing aggression and her need to prove her dominance over Marek. Yeah right. That would be an interesting fight. He gave as good as he got and always kept her on her toes.

A soft knock sounded at the door.

“Yeah?” The pit in her stomach grew heavier.

“It’s time to go, Sierra. Everyone is gathered outside and your father is waiting.” Her father. He’d reluctantly agreed to the change in leadership of their pack on the shaky agreement that Marek and she mate first. In fact, she suspected he knew the truth and was using tonight as a way to force her hand.

This was the first black moon since she’d returned to the pack, and she’d known when she came home her father would expect this. Her thoughts drifted to the past and the heartache that lay behind her. She firmly closed that door and stood. The past was the past and needed to stay there.

“I’ll be right out.” She offered her hand to Marek. “I guess it’s time for us to go.”

Instead of taking her hand, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her against his chest, his mouth descending upon hers.

Forceful.

Claiming.

Those were her only clear thoughts as he devoured her, infusing her with emotions and passion that tasted sweet inside her.

When he broke the kiss, she stumbled back a step but quickly regained her balance. His gaze captured hers, and she stared into blue eyes dark with need. She wanted to get lost in them. But she and Marek had a duty, and besides, these rituals aroused the wolf to extreme heights and stripped the barriers between lovers away. Exhilarating.

“Don’t worry. When this is all over, we’ll find a way to make it up to Nolan.” He smiled that rakish, bad-boy grin of his, and her stomach flipped. He loved to stir up trouble.

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Behind The Book with Eliza

There are two memorable moments that stand out during the process of writing this book. Here I’ll focus on the embarrassing moment in regards to research. One of the scenes in the book incorporates chocolate chip pancakes and maple syrup. It dawned on me that I needed to know how syrup would feel on skin and how long it would take to get too sticky (use your imagination or read the book. lol I’m too shy to give out too much here. ) So in the name of research I went to my kitchen and coated my arm in syrup. I swirled and rubbed and generally ended up playing in it. All was going well until the teenagers walked in the room and demanded to know what the heck I was doing and was I crazy? I froze. More like panicked. And couldn’t think of a single lie to cover what I was doing. So I simply said, “Research.” While I’ve never allowed them to read my books they do know I write spicy books and it took them all of 5 seconds to get an idea of what the heck I was doing. Eight months later I am still trying to live it down.