Snippet time!
Oh, my. Oh, oh my. I had one of those !!! moments the other day while chipping away at Savage Exile, and now I'm deep, deep, deeeeeep in revising. I'm so excited to bring this book to life. Sage and Rhys are just tugging at my heartstrings.
Which is a much better pain than whatever I did to my back. Get healthy, they said. It'll be good for you, they said. So I got a treadmill for my desk, set up a fancy riser to lift my monitor up, and went for it. Guess who jacked up her back WALKING? I spent all last week stretching out and working from bed, and moved back to the office this week. Oof. This aging thing is for the birds.
Here's a little snippet of the latest crazy lovebirds. Unedited, blah blah. Enjoy!
xoxoxo
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Her lioness rammed forward with all the strength the beast had hidden away. The male in front of them was worthy of her notice.
He stood taller than any of the others in the pride, though not by much. His shoulders spanned wider, too, which was much more noticeable. The man was packed with power from his chiseled calves to his thick thighs, and what swung between.
Sage bit the insides of her cheeks to keep from panting. She wasn't a virgin. She'd come into contact with a few dicks in her day. His was just better than most. Long and thick, he didn't have anything to worry about first impressions. Her heart beat faster in her chest as she imagined him taking himself in hand and slowly pumping up and down.
Cheeks flushing, she tore her eyes away and continued her perusal. Up from his narrow waist, over the slabs of muscle that made up his stomach and chest. His jaw was clenched tight under the short beard he wore, and his eyes were nearly obscured by the mop of messy hair that sometimes fell over his forehead. Those she didn't need to see. They'd followed her for months, always jerking away when she glanced his way. Dark, deep blue in his human form. Pure silver in his lion.
He bent slowly to the pile of clothes and paused with his shirt in his hands. Eyes going to where she stayed hidden, he brought the fabric to his nose and took a deep inhale.
Sage's chest heaved with quick breaths, but he still didn't call out to her and she couldn't make her voice work. There was something so wrong and dirty about him knowing she watched and not doing a damn thing to stop it.
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