Hey everyone! Today I'm spotlighting Alicia Nordwell, an author I've know for a while now. I first met her when she commented on The Harvest long ago. ;) Since then, we've become friends.
She's offering giveaway today too! To win a free copy of Pricolici leave a comment and your email address. One winner will be picked randomly and announced at 8 pm PST.
An the winner is: Koozebane!
Publisher: Romance First Publishing
Genre: MM Paranormal Romance
Forced out, Tucker was vulnerable and alone. Betrayed by his haitas, he unknowingly drove straight for Pricolici territory. Their alpha claimed him, as a hultan and his mate. Tucker didn't believe him ... at first. Facing an attack from Stelian's ancient enemy, Tucker found out what he truly was.
Stelian moved faster than Tucker could see. He pushed Tucker against the wall and pinned him there with one leg on either side of him. His growls vibrated against Tucker’s bare chest, and the soft leather of Stelian’s vest made his nipples harden painfully.
He was so damn big! Tucker froze as he stared at the lupe's chin. He didn't raise his eyes and kept his chin tucked; he wasn't offering his throat to the male.
"Do you really want to go?" Stelian asked huskily.
"Yes." Tucker was panting. The second their skin touched, Stelian's lust hit him as hard as it had earlier. It tightened things in his stomach, but instead of hurting him or making him feel sick like the bartender had he felt… he felt ….
Shaking his head, Tucker put his hands on Stelian's shoulders. He shoved, trying to push the lupe away, but the large male didn't move. "I do want to leave. Alone. I won’t come back."
The snarl was loud in his ear. “Unacceptable. I think you want a lot of things, little lupe, but leaving here without me isn't one of them. I can smell your lust, your need. You will be mine and you know it."
He was half against the door and half against the wall. The small pain of the hinge biting into his lower back barely registered. Tucker’s cock was rigid, almost painfully hard, inside his tight pants. He felt none of the revulsion the other lupes who’d pinned him had made him feel. If anything, he wanted to rub Stelian’s spicy scent all over his body.
Stelian shoved his face against Tucker's throat, and then ran his nose up the smooth column. The smaller male's head fell back. Tucker didn't realize it at first, but his hands had gone from pressing flat against Stelian's shoulders to curling around them to pull the hot male closer.
Stelian chuckled, and the sound vibrated against Tucker's skin and made him whimper. One large hand buried in Tucker's reddish gold hair.
"You want me."
"No," Tucker moaned.
"Then why are you rubbing your cock against me?"
Bio: Alicia Nordwell is one of those not so rare creatures, a reader turned writer. Striving to find something interesting to read one day, she decided to write what she wanted instead. Then the voices started ... Yep, not only does she talk about herself in the third person for bios, she has voices in her head constantly clamoring to get out. Fortunately for readers, with the encouragment of her family and friends, she decided for her own sanity to keep writing. Now you can find her stories both free and e-published! Oh yeah, she's a wife, mom of two, and lives in the dreary, yet ideal for her redhead complexion, Pacific Northwest. Except for when she disappears into one of the many worlds in her head, of course!
My blog: Cia's Stories
Goodreads: Alicia Nordwell
My Facebook: Alicia Nordwell Author Page