Feast or Famine by Crymsyn Hart #DarkFantasy #PNR #DarkDesires #werewolves #shifters @crymsynhart

Feast or Famine (Billionaire Werewolf 3)

Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Artist: Bryan Keller

 

Sadie Matthews wasn’t sure what to think when her dead fiancé waltzed back into her life. Not to mention wondering how he would get along with her other two werewolf mates, Elijah and Luke. With all three pulling on her heartstrings for attention, she needs to figure out how they all fit together because her heart can’t break into three pieces. Just as she’s about to figure it out, danger comes to the wolf packs.

Wolves are winding up dead, and everyone is looking to her to find out who is behind it. With this new turn of events, she needs her men behind her even more. Can she discover who is behind the murders? Will she be able to bring peace between the rising tensions of her three mates?

 

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EXCERPT

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“Sadie, is everything okay?”

She jumped when she heard Luke, one of her wolf mates. He came into the kitchen wearing nothing more than plaid pajama pants. He slipped his arm around her waist and nuzzled her neck. His beard tickled her skin as he kissed her. It was then he held her closer and growled.

The strange wolf who had entered the house looked up.

“Who is that?” Luke asked.

“I-I’m not sure. I… He looks like Greyson.”

The other male stopped eating mid-bite and dashed out of the kitchen onto the patio. Sadie broke loose from Luke’s grasp and ran after him, but the fleeing wolf disappeared into the densely wooded backyard. The full moon shone bright silver as it sank beneath the trees. The night would be over soon. She wanted to go farther into the forest, but Luke caught her hand.

“Hey, come back inside and tell me what happened. He’ll come back if he’s hungry enough. Sometimes strays are drawn by the smell of food or the energy of the pack. They might linger for a day, but they normally wander off. If he shows up in the morning, then Elijah can talk to him. Come back to bed.”

Sadie shook her head. “No. He’s more than some random wolf. I know it.”

Luke sighed. “If he is, then we can look for him in the daytime with Elijah. I missed you in our bed.” He slithered his hand underneath her robe and found her patch of curls. His finger massaged her clit and he fondled her breast with the other hand. His desire flared along the mental bond they shared. He trailed his tongue over her throat. Sadie sank into the bliss he evoked in her. The more he worked her clit, the more her thoughts of the strange wolf fell away. Luke squeezed her nipple until her breaths came in small pants. His fingers slid inside her. Sadie ground against his cock as it poked into her ass. “Do you think you can put him out of your mind for a few hours?”

“Oh, Luke.”

“What are you two doing down here?” Elijah, her other wolf mate, came into the kitchen. “I think I know what you’re doing. Shame on you for not inviting me.” Elijah kissed her.

Lust strangled any thoughts of the mysterious wolf that had dashed out of the house. Their emotions mingled with hers until she didn’t know where she ended, and they began. As Sadie sank deeper into their yearning, the animal nature of their wolves surged forward. All thoughts of the pleasure they wanted to draw out flew out the window. She needed them.

 

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Crymsyn Hart is a National Bestselling author of over eighty paranormal romance and horror novels. Her experiences as a psychic and ghostly encounters have given her a lot of material to use in her books. Vampires, grim reapers, shifters, and other paranormal creatures tend to end up in her books no matter how hard she tries to keep them away.

She currently resides in Charlotte, NC with her hubby and her three dogs. If she’s not writing, she’s curled up with the dogs watching a good horror movie or off with friends.

To find out more about Crymsyn, check out her website on: www.crymsynhart.com