New Series
from Evernight Publishing: Heart of the Mountain
Hiring the Tiger
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Thanks for having me on your site! I’m excited to share Hiring the Tiger because it’s both my first F/M story and also my first series. While Hiring the Tiger is a stand-alone, there will be three other books in the series about the rest of the pack.
Blurb:
A tiger shouldn’t be picking tea-leaves and
carrying luggage, but that’s the only job Navarro sees in his future. He’s
learned to be humble since he and his friends, a wolf pack, exchanged their
former careers as highway robbers for prison.
Then Lady Jasprite Doughton, a merchant with all
the grace of the far East and the wealth of the West, whirls through the
village on the back of a dragon and reminds Navarro what it means to want
something. With her dominating sexual tastes and her powerful personality,
Jasprite challenges his body, his lust, his loyalty to his friends, and his own
worth.
After all, is gold enough to buy a tiger?
Excerpt:
Nav worried she wouldn’t like the look of the bands,
too dirty, too bold. Then he scoffed because he didn’t give a damn if she liked
the look of them. Then he worried she’d decide he was a frivolous expense.
Fuck the bet, he’d take for her free. Now, he wanted
her.
Now she was here.
He smelled her in the hallway, potent and sexual. She
walked with quick long strides and opened the door before he could decide if he
ought to be found in the balcony or on the bed.
Jasprite locked the door after she entered, then
dropped the key into her front vest pocket. She grinned at him, the kind of
leer men give the village girls washing their clothing at the river. It made
him feel curiously misplaced.
“So, the captain was wrong. The chest was delivered
safe and whole. You didn’t even open it.”
“I didn’t have the key.” He’d resisted the desire to
pick it. “Ramsay also said you ought to hire a soldier to do this work.”
“A miscreant will do the job more thoroughly.” She
pulled off her suit jacket and hung it on a wall hook, never taking her eyes
from him. “Though, I’ll be honest, I don’t like animals. Especially, large
ones. They don’t take direction well. Your witch said you’re a tiger.”
Nav grinned. “She’s not wrong.”
The lady’s eyebrow raised with annoyance. He wasn’t
playing properly. He tried to be timid again. “Did you want proof, Lady
Doughton?”
“Never had a tiger for hire.” She grinned at her name
then pulled the string of jewels out of her bun, plucked something from the
string, and tossed something over to him. He caught a key. “Open the chest.”
He knelt and opened the red chest with a gamely smile.
The smile left quickly. “Holy Hades…”
Under the layers of cotton were shackles, collars,
whips. Long thick phallic statues of carved and polished wood, glass, and
shining metal molded for a very specific purpose. Gags, hoods, dozens of other
toys he’d never seen even in the most wicked books.
She chuckled, not a pleasant sound. “I knew you
wouldn’t be ready.”
“Uh…” He looked from the box to her. He wanted her
strong thighs, those tempting breasts, her cruel smile. But the box … men were
supposed to use toys like that, not women.
“You like my collection?”
“I don’t know, actually.”
She hummed, unimpressed with his answer. She sauntered
over and peered with him into her box of deviance. Her thighs were level with
his face, and he inhaled the rich fresh wetness between her legs. He wanted her
so much.
Nav swallowed, uncomfortable on his knees. He should
have been the one staring down at her. She should have been the one to feel
small and desired. Instead, she’d made him nothing more than his throbbing cock
and his wordless mouth.
“Yes, this is exactly my problem with large animals.
Especially ones that belong to other women.” She gripped his chin.
“I don’t belong to Yenna.”
She grinned. “I know who you belong to.”
Nav shivered a little at the ownership in her
confidence.
Jasprite let him go. “I do like a pretty face though.
So, I’ll make an exception for you, tiger.”
She could still tell him no? He wasn’t sure he had the
option himself.
The woman unbuttoned her vest. “Pick out what you’ll
let me use on you and I’ll tell you what you’re worth.”
Author Bio
L.J. Longo is a queer author, a geek, a feminist, sometime pirate, and is
ARe best-selling author of Erotic Romance. L.J.’s work with Evernight includes The
Dishonest Lover, Dark
Captive: Manlove Edition, and Owned by
the Alpha: Manlove Edition.Find more thoughtful, hot erotica at Graceful Indecency where L.J. offers free erotica and contests to win romance e-books. L.J. also sometimes takes a break from writing and messes around on Twitter and Facebook.
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