In an effort to escape her sister's sadistic lust for power and her clan's dark family curse, Simone retreats into the world of the vampire for survival purposes. While dwelling within the coven, she meets her vampire mates Sax and Lucius. Eventually, coven law requires them to turn her vampire. There's just one little problem. Her mates are unaware of Simone's true nature. How will Simone survive the vampires discovering her identity--especially when others of her kind have been enemies of Steeleheart Coven for centuries? Furthermore, can she escape her sister's clutches and avoid embracing the dark destiny of her clan?
Warning: This book sandwiches a mocha beauty between two sexy vampires.
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Of Wolf's Blood Excerpt
Suddenly, the atmosphere of the bar changed, and an invisible force caressed her cheek, sending bolts of pleasure riveting down her spine and to her core. Moisture clung between her thighs, and her nipples tightened against the leather bustier.
Two large vampires, one redheaded and the other white-haired, made their way over to the bar. The sea of writhing bodies seemingly parted just for them. The aura of power they exuded hung heavy in the air, causing the hair on Simone’s neck to stand on end. As they approached, their eyes held hers in rapt attention. Both smiled at her, flashing their fangs.
Immediately she was intrigued and couldn’t explain the sudden attraction to them both. “Who are they?” she whispered to Raoul.
“Lucius, the redhead, is brother to coven leader, Lazius, and first in command. The white-haired dude is second in command,” Raoul said with haste as he prepared their drinks. “His name is Sax, and he loves Bloody Orgasms. Don’t disappoint. They’ve known each other for over six hundred years.”
“Ah, this little chocolate beauty could never disappoint,” Sax said, as he sat on a barstool. “Pay him no mind, beautiful,” he rasped. “We won’t bite—much,” he said with a grin as he extended his hand. “You are . . . ?”
“I’m Simone,” she said in a firm voice, despite her body’s sudden disobedience. What the hell happened that caused her libido and temperature to go crazy?
Lucius extended his hand. When she shook it, he rose, planting a smoldering kiss on the back of hers, sending tiny electric currents over her mocha skin. He sat down and smiled. “You’re exquisite,” he said in a gruff voice. “Why the hell are you working in here? Where is your male?”
Simone’s pulse quickened. Did the vampires know her true nature? Sweat beaded her brow as her mind urgently sought an answer.
“My male?”
Sax laughed. “Yes, many human women have male vampire mates. Some have female vampire mates, if that is their choice.” He glared at her with intense, glowing blue orbs. “You’re too gorgeous to be without a male,” he breathed huskily. “Or males.” He added with a smile.
After breathing a sigh of relief, she answered quickly. “Oh, no, I . . . don’t have a male,” she confessed with embarrassment. Her heart raced as a sudden ache erupted deep inside her. Her alter ego eagerly scratched the surface of her human façade. The female needed to be released to mate. She wanted both like nobody’s business, and as far as she could tell, they wanted her, too.
Lucius leaned his elbows against the black marble bar, his chin pressing against the backs of his hands. “Aren’t you due for a break?” He cast her a look that sliced through her being like a knife cutting butter.
Raoul chimed in. “She is, but since the stroke of midnight, the crowd has peaked.”
Sax turned slightly to shoot the bartender a disapproving glare. “Point being?”
Raoul fixed his lips to speak, but Lucius interrupted.
“Choose your words wisely, Raoul, or tonight shall be your last.”
So, this is what the attitude of a male warrior vampire was like. She shuddered. Warriors were known for their fierceness. Perhaps they would make formidable allies against her clan. Just as quickly as the thought entered her mind, she dismissed it. Who was she fooling? If the vampires discovered her true nature, there was no doubt in her mind they’d unleash a fate worse than death upon her.
“So,” Lucius pressed on with a quick nod of his head. “Come, sit with us. We’ll buy you a few rounds of whatever it is you drink.” Something gnawed at her soul. The look in his eyes—in both vampires’ eyes—consumed her. The ruby vibrated against her skin. They sure as hell weren’t using their powers on her. She was untouchable to vampires and to her clan.
She quickly glanced at Raoul, who had all but given up hope. As a blur, he quickly waited on patrons filling the overly packed bar.
The vampires treated her like no male had ever treated her before. They were soft-spoken, but she knew if given reason, they’d chastise her. Right now, she longed to know what it would be like sandwiched between both creatures.
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