PROWLERYNS 3: DEMITRI'S DEVIL by Kate Hill Format(s): Ebook Heat Level: Erotic Pairing(s): M/F Genre/Themes: Shapeshifter Length: Novella Publisher: Changeling Press Cover art: Reneé George ISBN: 978-1-60521-334-7 Purchase Links: Changeling Press / All Romance Ebooks / Fictionwise Related Books or Books Set in the Same Universe: Prowlyerns, Mate Marks, Mate Marks Cursed, Fantasy Man Related Free Stories: Pride and Groom, a Changeling Press Encounter Blurb: A free-spirited huntress and a traditional warrior heat up the wilderness. . . Patricia walks the line between life with her Prowleryn tribe and life with humans. Unfortunately times are desperate for her people and she agrees to mate with the leader of a foreign tribe that is far more traditional than her own. Demitri believes in discipline and expects those around him to obey his commands. His new mate is the most impossible female he has ever met, yet he can't resist her. Patricia can't understand how she can be attracted to such an unbearable man, yet no one has ever made her feel like Demitri. She soon realizes her arguments with Demitri are only mating games. When he's threatened by a power-hungry Prowleryn, nothing and no one will keep her from standing by him, regardless of the danger. The following excerpt from DEMITRI'S DEVIL is for readers 18 and over. Excerpt from DEMITRI'S DEVIL: His steady blue gaze fixed on her, sending a shiver of desire down her spine. When he looked at her like that she almost forgot her independence and wished to surrender to him completely. "That's what it means to mate for life," he said, his voice a bit softer but no less commanding. "What I fail to understand is why, if you dislike me so much, did you consent to be my mate?" Now she could no longer look at him, not without telling him the truth. She turned away and walked toward the wooden chest at the far corner of the cave. It contained her possessions, many from childhood. Her Prowleryn things. Fur blankets. Rustic jewelry. Leather pouches for carrying necessities while on extended wilderness journeys. It was so different here than in the human world, yet she appreciated both. Once she and Demitri mated, she might not have many chances to revisit the human world and she missed it already. As a free woman, she could go where she wanted when she wanted. She also didn't have someone to share her innermost thoughts with, to love as well as make love to. Someone to protect me. No matter how much she rebelled against the idea of a male treating her as property, something within her had reacted passionately when Demitri said he wanted to protect her. "This is as much my fault as it is yours," he said after a moment. "When we first met you made it clear you had no interest in me. Your rudeness today confirms it." "Will you stop calling me rude, even though you're right." She turned back to him. "I apologize for flipping the bird out there, but you don't know what it's like to be a Prowleryn female." "Females are revered. There are so few of you that--" "I'm not talking about how so many of you want to mate with us to carry on the species. I'm talking about feeling valued for who we are, not what we can do for the species. I'm an individual." A smile flirted with his lips. "I can see that you're unique. I find it arousing." Why did he have to go there? She'd been tingling all over for him even before the plane landed. "You still haven't answered me," he said. "Why did you agree to mate with me if you dislike me so much?" "That's a fair question." He stepped nearer, his intense gaze upon her and his broad chest so close she could reach out and touch its gorgeous expanse. "I expect an answer," he stated, cupping her chin and tilting her face toward his. His thumb gently swept across her mouth. "I deserve one." He was right. She moistened her lips and whispered, "Because. . . since the day we met I haven't been able to get you out of my mind." If possible, his blue gaze intensified even more and her heart raced. A soft, sexy growl rumbled in his chest as he gently grasped her upper arms and tugged her close. His mouth covered hers in a kiss so passionate that if he hadn't held her, she would have collapsed onto the cave floor.

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