to Friday Flames…
my guest is Stacey Brutger
hope you enjoy this little peek into my deliciously dark urban fantasy,
Moon –A Raven Investigations Novel : Book 2
AMONGST THE SHIFTERS. TEMPERS RISE, LUST EXPLODES, AND ONE WOMAN IS THE CENTER
OF IT ALL.
private life explodes into the spotlight when she is nominated as a Region on
the paranormal police force. As she juggles the demands of pack life and police
work, the lines between duty and loyalty blur. Shifters are dying. Raven
suspects something sinister is destroying the pack from within. She must dig
into the dark corners of the paranormal world, secrets they would kill to
protect, and find the killer before her pack becomes the next target.
Raven went to step through when he quickly closed it on her, shutting her in
the hallway with him. He crowded into her space, placing a hand on the wall by
her head, blocking her avenues of escape. “How about we play a game? For every
kiss, I’ll answer one of your questions.”
give into him, anything to just be able to touch him. Thoughts became clouded.
He leaned closer, his lips hovering so over hers. “Say yes.”
his stare. “You want this?”
Hadn’t meant to reveal her need. It’d been so long since she’d been able to be
close to someone. She wasn’t sure she could say no when she wanted that
connection so badly.
smile, didn’t move in anyway. The power of him bunched under his skin, waiting
for her to say no.
a curt nod.
his chest before he could prevent it.
keep her from getting lost in the moment. Prevent her from taking too much.
little too fast, leaving her lightheaded.
inside in under a second. Raven whirled to see Durant very deliberately lock
the door. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding as excitement and dread
tumbled through her.
struggling for control, presenting her with a very drool worthy line of his
back and ass. She licked her lips, the sight of him so pushed to the edge,
calming her. She no longer felt like prey.
lips, still able to feel his breath on them. Could almost taste him. It
solidified her decision. “Of course.”
desk, you’ll find a box of confiscated items from the club. Grab two handcuffs
and bring them to me.”
mind, cooling her thoughts. “Durant—”
emotions in his voice changed her mind. He didn’t ask anyone for anything.
Ever. He just took or demanded and people obeyed.
her hand shook. She trusted him.
cuffs with the keys tied to them and walked toward him. “Here.”
half-expecting to feel cold metal slip around her wrist. Instead, he clamped
them on his own. He caught her hand, pried open her fingers and gently placed
the keys in her palm.