ONCE WAS LOST by Zenobia Renquist

Last Chance, Alaska. State Park, Wildlife preserve, small town. Population: 1479 humans. And there's the rest of us. Some of us were born here. Some came by choice. Some had nowhere left to run.


Town hall, three bars, a clinic, and a rooming house. Great place to go if you're on the run. No roads in or out. Cars come in by ferry from Juneau -- two hour ride. Summer sun rules day and night. By September the sun sets at 6 pm. Three or four hours of sunlight.


ONCE WAS LOST by Zenobia Renquist


The man of Lorna's dreams has suddenly become a reality.


Her grandfather's dying wish for her to fulfill an old debt brought her out to Last Chance, Alaska. Lorna never thought she would meet the man who used to inhabit her dreams. He should be a figment of her imagination, an imaginary friend she'd long since outgrown. After feeling the way he makes her body come alive, she's glad no one ever told him that.


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Foxy: Once Was Lost
Zenobia Renquist
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Copyright ©2012 Zenobia Renquist


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Voss watched the woman struggling through the snow and shook his head. She shouldn't have traveled so far from civilization without a snowmobile or a guide. The cold had a way of sneaking up on people who weren't used to or prepared for it. With thick padding, she looked prepared enough, but the stiff way she moved indicated she wasn't used to cold.


He kept pace with her, though she didn't see him. She was too focused on walking, plus his white coat helped him blend with his surroundings. The woman made him curious. She had his medallion, and he wanted to know why, though not enough to make himself known.


Not yet.


When she got closer to the resort and other people, he planned to change to his human form and help her. His presence wouldn't seem strange then. He would be a passerby who'd noticed her plight and decided to help. Besides, there wasn't much he could do for her out in the middle of nowhere. She needed heat.


She faltered and then pitched face first into the snow. Voss waited. He inched forward. One step. Two steps. She wasn't moving. Not a good sign.


He rushed forward and pushed at her shoulder with his nose. She didn't budge. Definitely not a good sign. A change of plans was in order.


He shifted to human, clothed in jeans and waist-length winter coat that zipped up to his nose. The shifter ability to materialize clothing when they changed from animal to human came in handy at times like this. No awkward nudity to explain away. With a little concentration, he produced a large fur cloak, as well. After wrapping the woman in it, he slung her over his shoulder and started jogging back to the resort. "You better appreciate this, missy," he grumbled.


His burden remained silent. He ran faster. Once he neared the resort, he paused long enough to find the woman's room key. The plastic card didn't have anything on it except the hotel's logo. He hated modern technology. In the old days, resorts and hotels had used keys attached to tags that stated the room number.


"Have to do this the old fashioned way." He inhaled deep, catching the woman's soft scent of coconuts on the wind. He followed the scent straight to her room where he laid her on the bed so he could get her clothing off.


He got no further than removing her jacket before he stopped and stood back, regarding her face. "Well now. Isn't this a pleasant surprise? Very interesting."


The black beauty lying unconscious before him was a familiar face. One he'd thought never to see again. He knew her eyes, when she opened them, would be a soft amber color that shone with flecks of gold when she was happy and when she was excited.


Memories of her excitement and its effect on him haunted his dreams. He hurried and removed the rest of her clothing. She hadn't changed. Breasts that filled his hands and made him want to suck them at every moment. Full hips he knew made the perfect handles to hold his lover steady for his intrusion. An ass he just wanted to bite or smack depending on his mood.


The direction of his thoughts had him hard and heavy, wanting to bury his dick deep and wake her up to his passion. He wouldn't. He couldn't. But it was very tempting.


He pushed an errant strand of straightened black hair from her forehead before he ran a single finger down her cheek. He indulged a smirk. "Very, very interesting."


The chill of her skin got him back on task. He removed the rest of her clothing, put her beneath the covers, and then got in the bed beside her. With a thought, his clothes disappeared. He pulled the woman close, holding her against his chest.


"Do me a favor and don't scream when you wake up," he said in a low voice, not expecting a response but needing to say the words.


It would be a while before she woke up. He shifted a little, getting comfortable so he could catch a nap until his little burden regained consciousness. Human bodies were too awkward, especially when they were aroused. In his fox form, he could curl up and be asleep in no time. This woman's explanation better make his stint in this form worth it.


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THE LAST PRINCESS by Stacey Espino

THE LAST PRINCESS by Stacey Espino

Pack Seduction Book Three

Delia is the last princess. Since her sisters have chosen mates, it's up to her to continue to wage war against the royal family. She recruits the help of Caleb, a fox shifter, to help find her sisters and get back to the home she escaped from long ago.

A childhood friend is now guarding the palace, and the male she's betrothed to is determined to have her. She's in for the fight of her life if she's to remain unmated and change the old customs passed down to every generation. Will Delia become a martyr for her cause, or give in to the love of three determined shifters?

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Ulric climbed up from between her legs and lowered over her body. The roughness of his denim jeans teased her hypersensitive pussy. He kissed her, offering her a taste of her own flavor. "You're ready for us now, Delia." She knew her eyes were glazed over as she could barely focus. The afterglow of her peak lingered on and on.

He rolled her to her stomach. Every nerve was hotwired and responsive. Each touch brought her dangerously close to a new orgasm. She wasn't sure how much she could take, never having had the chance to explore her limits. When she glanced up, Alexander was stroking his erection, pumping it back and forth like a piston. She was mesmerized by his size, the beauty of his male form, and the intensity in his eyes as he watched her.

"Ouch!"

Ulric bit her right on the ass. A play bite, but it still hurt. "Should I stop?" he teased.

"Just behave," she said.

"It's a full moon, princess. We're both alphas on the verge of shifting. You're naked on my bed, filling the room with your pungent scent." Alexander laughed, still stroking himself. "We will most certainly not be behaving tonight."

She could feel the moisture seeping from between her legs. Ulric kissed her ass to make it better, trailing more kisses lower. When he spread her cheeks apart with his hands and kissed her puckered rosette, millions of little sparks fired to life making her shudder. She'd never realized so much pleasure could be encased in such a small, forbidden area.

Delia thought of Caleb alone at the hotel, maybe worrying if he'd woken up. Her heart cried out to him, wishing he were here. The fox was so different from these males, more emotionally attentive, gentler. This experience tested all her boundaries.

Ulric's tongue lapped at her nether hole, as he spread her legs further apart. Her breasts pressed against the bedspread, taunting her pebbled nipples, increasing her needs. She craved more attention. She truly must be a royal princess because she realized less than three males would never do. Without saying it aloud, she'd chosen of her own free will. Delia would bond with Caleb, Ulric and Alexander. Perhaps having one royal suitor would appease her mother, but it would still happen this way regardless.

It was as if everything orchestrated as it had for a reason. All her years of lonely suffering led her back home, into the welcoming arms of three delicious and worthy males. Although she had yet to get to know Alexander, Ulric would never have allowed him to get close to her if he thought negatively of the wolf. She always knew she'd take at least one wolf if she chose mates—her she-wolf demanded it.

"I know you have a stockpile of toys, Alexander. Pass me the lube."

Delia turned her neck around. "For what?"

Ulric lapped at her ass cheek, flashing thick, white canines at her when he grinned. She gasped as the thrill of his dominant display sent a thrill rushing through her womb. "For your cute little ass. It will be a snug fit for my cock, don't you think?"

What was she doing? She tried to remind herself that Carna and Freya had been down this road long before her and lived it every day of their lives. Carna had four alpha males and Freya three. Surely Delia could handle a little double and triple action. She was the eldest and supposed to be the most experienced. But in matters of sex she knew very little, only what she'd experienced with Caleb earlier in the night.

Alexander handed Ulric a small white tube. She heard a spurt of liquid and then a cool jolt as he pressed a moist finger deep into her ass. Delia bit her lip not to squeal. She abhorred weakness in women even more than men. "You're tight. You've never taken a cock in your ass before, have you?"

She shook her head, glad he knew the truth so he'd take it easy on her. If Caleb were here he'd be a patient and loving teacher. Of course, he was just as inexperienced in the bedroom as Delia, so she needed these wicked men to thrust her into their world. She only hoped she'd come out unscathed on the other side.

Ulric eased his finger in and out, slow and steady. The tight hold her anus had on his digit assisted in igniting countless dormant nerves. He leaned over her back, his heat scorching her skin. She sighed, savoring the intimacy, the physical affection she lacked for so long. The bear snaked his hand between the mattress and her body, searching until he found her clit. Then the torment truly began.

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