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Hunter Claimed
Dark Wolf Enterprises, Book #3
Paranormal Romance
by A.M. Griffin
When Hunter and Asha’s worlds collide, neither is able to walk away from
the other.
Asha has a simple plan for her life—her hopefully soon-to-be immortal life.
All she’s ever wanted was to be so powerful that no one could ever hurt her
again, and once she becomes a Vampire her dream will come true. Sure, being a
Vampire’s protégé isn’t the easiest job a girl could have, but there are far
tougher roads she could be walking, like following in her drug-addicted
mother’s footsteps.
Hunter Arany hates Vampires, and with good reason. So when Dark Wolf
Enterprises is forced to hire a group of the blood-suckers to find out who’s
been stealing company money, he’s sure having them around will be a problem. He
never figured it would the Vampires’ human servant who causes him the most
trouble—trouble of the love and life-mate kind.
He’s hoping to convince Asha a brighter future exists in his arms, but old
dreams fade slowly and can become living nightmares—of the dying kind.
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“You almost got me killed,” she
announced.
He turned away from one of the screens
he watched to frown at her. “Huh?”
“Stepping between me and Clarissa
yesterday then leaving paw prints all over the property. I know it was you.”
He leaned back in his chair and watched
her. “I wanted to make sure you were okay. And you shouldn’t be upset that I
stopped a mad Vampire from breaking the rest of your fingers.”
Ash narrowed her eyes. “You don’t
understand how Vampires work,” she bit out.
“I know plenty, which is why you
shouldn’t be anywhere near them. You’re human.”
She lifted her chin. “I can handle
myself.”
He glanced at her injured hand.
“Right.”
She stabbed the air with her finger.
“You think you know everything, but you don’t. No one is making me stay with
them. I’m with them because I want to—”
“Be one of them.”
She could feel her temperature rising.
“And what’s so bad about that?”
“Nothing if you enjoy feeding off
blood.”
“It’s a necessity.”
Hunter got up and crossed the short
distance between them. He put a hand on the side of her head and tilted it to
view her neck. “No bite marks.” He sounded surprised.
She pulled out of his grasp and stepped
away until her back hit the door. “They don’t bite me there.” She knew it was
the wrong thing to say as soon as the words left her lips.
He stepped up to her. Their bodies were
almost touching. “Where do they bite you, Ash?” he asked in a low voice.
She couldn’t find the words to say
anything. He smelled so good—outdoorsy and fresh. She breathed in deeper,
filling her lungs with the scent of man.
He lifted her hand and turned over her
wrist. “Do they bite you here?”
She didn’t like to be touched. She
hated it. But she welcomed his hands on her skin. She wanted him to touch her
more. “S-sometimes.”
He ran his fingers up to the soft side
of her elbow. Heat erupted on her skin in their wake. “How about here?”
She shook her head and her messenger
bag dropped from her hand. He went to her hip and she inhaled a sharp breath at
the tingling sensation that he caused.
He used his hand to travel down her hip
and stopped at the juncture of her groin. “Here?”
“Y-yes.”
“You have to hand it to them,” he said,
his voice deep and raspy. “They know where the liquid is…sweetest.”
Air caught in her throat. Hunter leaned
down and captured her mouth with his. The prickly hairs on his upper lip and
chin grazed across her face. He was all man, yet feral and predatory at the
same time. He used his tongue to part her lips and delved inside. She was
hesitant at first, unsure what to do or how to kiss him. But it didn’t take
long before instinct took over and she explored his mouth just as much as he
did hers and met his tongue with the same ferocity he displayed.
He reached around and palmed her butt,
squeezing and kneading her onto him. His hardness was against her belly in the
most delightful way. He gripped and lifted her off her feet. Using the door to
steady her, Hunter urged her to wrap her legs around his waist. With their
mouths locked together, he walked her over to the table and sat her on the
edge.
She didn’t care about the compromising
position. All that mattered was how his muscles felt under her hands. She
explored him, caressing his face, neck, arms and back. She wanted more. She
longed for him.
He pressed his hips between her legs
and she shuddered. Only the thin barrier of her panties separated his cock from
her. Little moans escaped her mouth as he moved, grinding on her clit. She let
her hands roam across his lower back, urging him on. With fervor, he kissed
her, and deep moans came from his throat. Her stomach knotted at hearing his
pleasure in her ears.
Excerpt
#3
As he sauntered over to her, with plate
in hand, she took a deep breath and her mouth watered as the aroma of onions,
tomatoes, cheese and eggs hit her nostrils. “That smells wonderful.”
When he held the plate out to her she
practically snatched it from him, making the fork fall onto the floor.
“Whoa, slow down. It’s not going
anywhere,” he joked.
“Sorry, I’m hungrier than I thought.”
When she started for the utensil, he stopped her.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get you
another.”
“Thanks,” she said as he leaned down to
get it for her.
He stopped and took a long sniff at the
air.
“What the heck are you doing? Are you
smelling me again?”
This wasn’t the same kind of sniff that
he’d given her earlier. This one was longer, more sensual and she swore he had
shivered as he did.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. You
smell…delectable.”
She pressed her knees together, unsure
of exactly how she should feel about being sniffed. “Just…just don’t do that
again.”
He looked up at her. “Why not?”
She was mortified. “Why? Because,
because it’s not proper. One does not go around sniffing other people’s
crotches. It’s rude.”
“Not for Wolf-Shifters.”
“I. Am. Not. A. Wolf-Shifter.”
“I’m well aware of that fact.” He
dropped to his knees and she scooted her chair back so fast that she tipped to
fall. Just as fast, he reached out and caught the chair legs and righted her
before she tumbled backward.
“I should probably say thank you, but
I’m not going to.”
“No need to thank me.”
She stared down at him positioned
between her legs. How could she close them if he had his body wedged there?
“So, um, can you move now?”
“No, I was thinking that I could eat,
while you eat.”
She nodded toward the stove. “That was
the plan. That’s why you made two omelets, right?”
He pulled his gaze away from her crotch
to stare up at her. The minute their eyes met she knew she was in a world of
trouble. Light-brown eyes, shielded by heavy lashes and projecting sex stared
back at her. And she thought the looks he’d shot her the first night had been
smoldering. No, the way he watched her now was exactly how she imagined lovers
looked at each other.
“I don’t want to eat…that,” he said.
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after. When he explains her best friend is in mortal danger, Meisha knows
the whole mess—including a recent murder and the threats on her friend’s
life—may be her fault, and she’s determined to get to the bottom of it.
And no sexy stranger is going to stop her.
Lajos Farkas
isn’t expecting to meet a spitfire, martial artist when he’s on a mission
to figure out who’s stealing from Dark Wolf Enterprises, and he certainly doesn’t
expect her to insist on butting in on his investigation. But getting rid
of Meisha is seemingly impossible, and when his wolf decides she’s his
life-mate, suddenly he realizes he’ll do anything to keep her close and
grow old with her.
If they can just stay alive
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About the Author:
A. M.
Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes
dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two
favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from
mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a
believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our
oceans and seas, angels in the skies and
intelligent life forms in distant
galaxies.
Where you can find me:
Email: amgriffinbooks@gmail.com
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