Liam Gray, local firefighter and Beta Wolf of the Gray Pack. When he announces that she is predestined to be his mate,
she is fast to push him away.
Suddenly she finds herself in a whirlwind of conflicting
emotions and rioting desires. Having been a victim
of a senseless act of violence in her past, Tina has given up on a forever kind of love, even if that man turns her on like no one else has.
Liam didn’t think he wanted a mate, but his wolf wants Tina in
his bed and his life for good. In order to have her
he must let go of the guilt he has from his daughter’s death and then help Tina to let go of her own tragic past. Can one night determine their destiny, or will fear drive them apart?
Lori King is an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever-conservative state of Kansas. She juggles three sons, a husband, a dog, a turtle, and way too many
extra-curricular activities to mention.
Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world, and embracing something new and different for her. A hopeless romantic, she spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories while always looking for the happily ever after. Find out more about her current
projects at http://www.lorikingbooks.wordpress.com/.
How long have you been an author? My first book was published in July 2012.
Have there been any surprises along the way? The biggest surprise has been how loyal
and truly amazing the readers are. Many of my readers have become friends, and they encourage and motivate me in ways I can’t even explain.
Why this story? What was your inspiration to write it? Liam and Tina’s story came to
me while I was writing the first book in The Gray Pack series, Fire of the Wolf. Liam was a man who survived a tragedy of epic proportions, and Tina carried a whole load of guilt for a painful past she couldn’t control. They were two wounded souls that needed each other in order to rebuild themselves.
What was your favorite part of the book to write? My favorite part of all of The Gray Pack
books is when I get the entire cast of characters together and watch them interact. The series follows the inner circle of a werewolf pack, and the men and women I write about work hard, play hard, and love even harder. They are hilarious and heartwarming and they always keep me
Is there a message you want your readers to take away from this book? I want
readers to take away the message that even a cracked mirror can reflect a beautiful image. We all carry pain and baggage from our past, but we can’t let that define our future. Tina was willing to forgo love in order to avoid the possibility of having to face pain again, and Liam wasn’t willing to let her
go. They made for an epic love story and were two of my favorite characters ever.
Do you have any other upcoming releases or projects you would like to talk about? I just released the fourth book of The Gray Pack: Dreams of the Wolf, and I’m working on book five now. I also have collaboration project coming out in September with Siren Publishing. Sunset Point is a series about an exclusive tropical island community that accepts all relationships including ménage. A week after Sunset Point releases, I have Weekend Surrender coming out with JK Publishing. This is the first book in my Surrender Trilogy.
Where can readers find you? Keep up with all of my current projects via my blog www.LoriKingBooks.wordpress.com or follow me on Facebook or Twitter.
Who is on your "to be read" shelf? I have about four thousand books on my Kindle right now, plus dozens of others on my computer and my book shelf. I couldn’t even begin to list all of them, and it
will take me years to read them all.
What are you reading now? Laurie Roma’s IAD series, and I’m impatiently waiting for Lexi Blake’s second book in the Thieves series to come out. Outside of romance I love spy novels, so I’m always rereading Ted Bell’s books.
If you could only pick one book from your childhood to preserve for others to read, what would it be? The Giver by Lois Lowery
How do you find your muse? It depends. Sometimes I have to tease her with a margarita and chocolate when she’s in hiding, and other times she won’t shut up. I get my best story ideas in the
shower, so I take a lot longer showers when I’m stuck in a story.
Where is your favorite spot to write? My living room sofa with my laptop in my lap and a Diet Dr. Pepper next to me.
What book do you think should be made into a movie? My new series Sunset Point would make an awesome movie! Sex, kidnapping, danger, cops, tropical paradise, ménage, cupcakes, and tattoos…really what could be better?
She didn’t protest when he carried her into the house and directly into a bedroom.
She wasn’t really sure her brain would have worked if she wanted to argue.
Pressed so tightly to him and licking her way down his jaw and neck, she
couldn’t see much of the room, but she knew it had to be his. It smelled like
him, like the woods after it rains. God, he smelled good. He tasted even
Easing her down his body until she had her feet under her, he kept his arms around her
and his hands fondling her ass. She sighed with relief when he whipped her shirt
off over her head and his mouth closed over her lace-covered nipple.
“Oh, Lord have mercy!” she cried as he pulled the bra cup down and sucked her swollen
nipple deeper into his mouth. His hands went to the clasp at her back, and she
felt the lace drop from her body. A small voice in her head told her to stop
him, but her body reacted intuitively to him. She pushed her own small hands up
under his tight T-shirt, finally getting her first feel of his hard torso. His
nearly hairless chest was hot to the touch, and she followed the smattering of
hair down his pecks all the way to the button of his jeans. “Mmm…that’s
delicious.” She moaned to him as she ran her hands back up over his washboard
His soft growl of pleasure urged her on, and she pushed his shirt up and off of him.
She bent to lick his flat, brown nipple before brushing her naked breasts across
his skin, moaning at the contact. Her nipples puckered even tighter at the
sensuous caress. Her hands explored every inch of his chest, shoulders, and
thick arms, pausing to trace the colorful tattoo on his shoulder. She couldn’t
believe how sexy that ink was adorning his golden skin. She rubbed her thighs
tightly together, attempting to force much-needed friction against her throbbing
clit. His fingers went to the top of her sweatpants and pushed their way
underneath to the top of her slit before delving into her moisture. She gasped
and gripped his shoulders tightly as her knees buckled.
“Damn, you’re so wet for me. Let’s get these clothes off so that I can see you,
sweetheart,” he said tightly as he pushed her pants and panties off of her slim
body. He took a step back from her to gape at her nude form. “You are so
She flushed and let her gaze drop to the bulge behind his zipper. “You’re still
dressed…” she said, and he hurriedly jerked his own jeans off. He stood proudly
and let her eye take in his perfect form. Her eyes drifted from his golden chest
along his curved groin muscles that pointed downward. Damn, those muscles were
sexy. She reached out and ran her finger tips over them letting her nails scrape
across his skin. He shuddered and growled, his eyes snapping with heat. She
licked her lips as she stared at the thick cock that jutted from his groin. He
was massive. A ripple of apprehension went through her, and she jerked her eyes
up to his.
“Oh my God,” she whispered warily.
“Thank you, I will take that as a compliment. It will fit. Trust me.” He grinned
arrogantly and reached for her.
“There’s only one real way to test that, isn’t there,” she teased, and reached her hand
out to cup his thick cock in her palm. Even the softness of the skin, and the
weight of it in her grip made her hot, hot satin over steel and just sticky
enough to be exciting. Easing her body to the floor until she knelt in front of
him with his hard shaft in her hand, she stuck her tongue out to lick the
moisture from the head, drawing a desperate gasp from him.
“Fuck.” He groaned as she took him into her mouth. She hadn’t given a blow job in years,
and it felt slightly awkward and uncomfortable at first. She backed off so that
just the head was between her lips and used her tongue to stroke the sensitive
Liam’s hand gripped her scalp involuntarily, and she mewled her pleasure at his
forcefulness. Before she could attempt to suck him down her throat again, he
gave her short hair a little tug and pulled her upward until she was standing.
“If you don’t stop now, you’ll be swallowing,”he said in a husky voice that made her
shiver. After brushing his lips over hers softly, he tumbled her backward onto
the bed behind her.
She giggled when he pulled her foot to his mouth and kissed along the arch and
upward over her ankle.
“No giggling in my bed, Sweet Tina. That’s bad for my ego. It might make me think
you are laughing at me. If you’re laughing at me, then I’m not doing my job,” he
said into her thigh as his mouth drifted closer and closer to her center. The
rasp of short whiskers across the soft skin of her inner thigh sent flames
across her skin, and she exhaled sharply.
“I’m definitely not laughing at you. You make me feel so sexy,” she said, arching
toward him. She thrust her hips upward, trying to get his mouth where she wanted
it. His responding chuckle vibrated against her pussy lips.
“You are sexy, Sweet Tina. More than I ever could have dreamed. Let me taste you.”
With that, he placed a hot kiss on her pussy.