Human Nature - Cat Kane [Nov 09]

[Maria]

Soon to be released - a new Molten erotic romance book

Human Nature

by: Cat Kane

ISBN: 978-1-59578-628-9

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Blurb:


Left for dead by hunters, werewolf Dominic finds refuge at the isolated home of reclusive demon Gage and his human servant Randall. Healing from the attack, physically and mentally, Dominic has no choice but to rely on his grudging host and his enigmatic assistant.
Hidden away from humans for decades, the last thing Gage wants is a werewolf bringing trouble to his doorstep. Keeping Randall at arm's length is problematic enough, but allowing Dominic to stay seems like the safest option–at least until Gage finds himself drawn to Dominic as much as he is to Randall.
Randall has his own reasons for driving Dominic into Gage’s arms. It’s only a matter of time until Gage discovers the secrets Randall’s been keeping—secrets that will surely destroy their fragile, undefined relationship. Still, the pull of the powerful desire that binds them all leaves him wishing there was a way to keep them both.
But as the outside world encroaches on Gage’s sanctuary, all those secrets are about to collide, unleashing a dangerous tide of betrayal, deception and love, and all three men will have to re-evaluate their priorities, their relationships, and who—or what—they are.

[Maria]

Excerpt:
(Unedited)


"Leave us," he said, startling both the humans at the table. Delia dropped a fork she’d just picked up, and it skittered across the hardwood floor. Gage thought wryly that Randall’s humanity was the only reason his staff stayed at all. It certainly wasn’t his warm and effervescent charm. "It’s fine, Delia, don’t worry yourself. You’re dismissed for the evening. I have things to discuss with Randall in private, and we aren’t to be disturbed."
Delia glanced nervously between them, but nodded. Gage could feel her relief radiating like a beacon.
"Yes, sir. Thank you."
Randall watched him as Delia left. Perhaps he was waiting for an explanation, but Gage didn’t have one. Weary of being lost in his own head, he crossed over to the chair by the unlit fire, sat down and closed his eyes.
"Come here."
It was Randall’s choice, he told himself, to stay or go. He hadn’t made a demand, he’d made a request.
His senses tracked Randall as, after a moment’s hesitation, he approached, slow and suspicious.
"Should I light the fire, sir…?"
His frustration was keeping him warm enough. That and Randall's closeness, grudging as it may be.
"No."
I want you.
Randall didn’t ask, and Gage mercifully avoided embarrassing himself with such a remark. Dominic would, a little voice murmured in his head. Dominic would have no compunction telling either of them what he wanted and how he wanted it. The wolf’s utter unselfconsciousness was like the first sip of water after a drought. If only he could take on Dominic’s resolve the way he could leech the wolf’s heat, they might stand a chance.
"Gage…" Randall’s voice was muffled as he knelt, head bowed. "There’s something I need to—"
"No." Gage shook his head, eyes slitting open. "I didn’t send her away so we could talk, Randall."
Randall’s head snapped up, and any lingering doubt about his compliance dissolved in the melting mercury in his eyes, the flush staining his cheeks.
"If this is about Dominic," he went on, enjoying the way Randall’s eyes widened in surprise. "I know. I don’t mind." He chuckled softly, a little at Randall’s reaction and a little at his own. "He is an infuriatingly tempting boy…"
Randall dropped his gaze again. "So you and he are—" A pause, and Gage wondered what words Randall was scraping around for, "—getting along?"
"You could say that." Gage tilted his head, before moving forward off the chair abruptly, tumbling Randall back onto the rug in front of the dormant fire. The one in his soul was raging. "You’re not still trying to arrange a replacement, are you Randall?"
Randall stared up at him, as he lowered his head, nuzzling the side of Randall’s neck.
"You’d give up so easily on something you want?" he asked again when Randall’s only answer was to clutch his shoulders, one hand sliding up reverently to the nape of Gage’s neck, sending a shiver of pleasure sliding down his spine.
"Gage…"
Something else tickled at the back of his mind, something—someone—moving about in the hallway, and Gage smiled against the crook of Randall’s shoulder.
"You never thought perhaps we could have him, Randall? Both of us?"
Have him and each other, like we never allowed it…wouldn’t that be the most lovely fantasy?
Randall moved beneath him, knees bending as his legs parted, letting Gage nestle closer without a breath of hesitation.
"But he…"
Nipping along Randall’s jaw, tasting and licking, Gage bit down hard enough on his earlobe to make Randall jump, body arching under him.
The movement Gage sensed in the hall was that close to fleeing. If he didn’t act now, the opportunity to turn the tables on the damned wolf would be gone.
"Oh, I don’t think he’d be too adverse to the idea, would you Dominic?"
Randall froze beneath him. The movement out in the hall froze too, but a moment later the door creaked open, and Gage supposed that answered the question. So did the look on Dominic’s face as he stood in the doorway, a book limp in his grasp, eyes dark at the scene in front of him. His tongue darted out to lick unconsciously at parted lips.
No, Dominic couldn’t hide his emotions if he tried.
Randall’s reaction to Dominic’s presence—Dominic’s heat—hardened further against Gage’s groin, but to take offence would be rather hypocritical. He rocked his hips against Randall’s parted thighs, proving to both of them that, even if everything else was taking the scenic route to hell in a handbasket, this was fine.
More than fine.
"What…" Dominic swallowed, tried again. "What are you…?"
"Hmm." Gage rolled his hips against Randall, feeling the heat of Randall's cock against his own through the annoying barrier of cloth. "You seemed to recognize it the other day. If you've forgotten already, then…"
Randall clutched at his shirtsleeves, head falling back with a gasp as Gage switched direction, hips shifting from side to side, keeping a constant pressure and friction between their bodies. Dominic licked his lips again, and Gage found himself mimicking the action, remembering how those lips tasted.
"Gage, don't…" Randall shook his head. "Please…"
"You don't want Dominic to see you like this?" he lapped at Randall's bared throat, willing him to meet his eyes. "Not even when this is when you're most beautiful?"
Randall shook his head again, but his fingers clenched tighter on Gage's shirt, body rising under him to meet Gage's movements with erratic little thrusts of his own.
Despite his hesitation, Dominic edged closer. The wanting to wasn't the issue. Gage could smell that, see it in the dilation of Dominic's pupils, hear it in the uneven breathing. No, it was whether Dominic would.
Whether Randall let them.
But Randall was his. Randall would never refuse him.
"Is it okay?" Dominic asked softly, speaking to neither of them, both of them at once.
"Is it?" Gage slid a hand into Randall's hair, forcing him to meet his eyes seeing as Randall had no intention of doing it without encouragement. "Do you want this too, Randall? Or is your body–" he thrust hard into the cradle of Randall's thighs again "–lying to me?"
"No…" Randall gasped. "Not lying…"
Gage smiled. "Good."
Randall gasped again when Gage made short work of his shirt buttons, pushing the sides of the garment aside, fingers raking down Randall's chest and leaving faint white lines in their wake that faded to a blushed pink.
"Dominic tells me," he said, touch smoothing up Randall's chest, pinching one nipple, lowering his head to lap away any pain, "that you didn't fuck him."
Randall made a strangled noise under him, cock throbbing, hands tight in Gage's hair.
"Is that true?" The lapping turned to a nip sharp enough to make Randall hiss. "Didn't you even want to, Randall?"
"Gage–"
"Should I tell you how it feels?"
As soon as Dominic was within reach, moving as though he was being reeled in by an invisible line, Gage sat up and reached for him. Already a little unsteady, Dominic dropped to his knees, hands braced on his shoulder. Gage slanted Randall a glance, before drawing Dominic into a quick, hungry kiss.
Dominic was still whining quietly when Gage let him go. Randall, head back, hair haloing in pale strands against the rich darkness of the rug, stared at them with mercury eyes.
"Yes," he said, a husky edge to his voice that made Gage's cock arch against its confines. "Tell me." Reaching a hand out to touch Dominic's thigh, Randall's gaze darted between them before locking onto Gage's eyes, his voice murmuring two syllables that almost made him come without either of them touching him. "Show me…"
Gage chuckled. "I'm sure that can be arranged."
Dominic made a helpless little sound. "But you're not…"
Randall propped himself up on one elbow, the hand on Dominic's thigh reaching up to curve around the back of his neck, tugging him down into a kiss.
Did Randall taste him on Dominic's lips, the way Gage always imagined he could in reverse?
The intimacy of it, the way Dominic's brow furrowed with the intensity of the touch, the movement of Randall's throat, his jaw, reminded Gage why he'd chosen not to partake of it before.
Why he longed to now, with a ferocity that made it hard to breathe.
But he could still wait, content enough to vicariously feel every brush of lips and tongue by the way Randall's body twitched under him, by the way Dominic's fist clenched and kneaded at his shoulder.
If someone else had dared kiss his Randall, Gage could have spent many a happy hour dreaming up myriad ways to rip their skin from their bones and castrate them with it.
But this wasn't someone. This was Dominic, and Gage couldn't tell which one of them he longed to switch places with the most in that moment.
Dominic groaned against Randall's mouth as Gage insinuated a hand between his legs, rubbing the hardness pushing into the front of Dominic's jeans, heat radiating along Gage's palm.
"Stop…"
Dominic pulled away from them both so fast Randall nearly lost his balance, the twist of his body almost pushing Gage off.
"Dominic–"
"No…" Dominic shook his head, eyes narrowing as he stood. "I'm not gonna be a fricking bone for you two to fight over."
Gage felt the urge to sigh, arousal ebbing but not quite dissipating.
"Is that what you think you are?"
"Wanna know what I think?" Dominic ran his fingers though his hair, backing up, knocking into one of the dining table chairs. "I think you're both idiots. I think neither of you see what's in front of your damn faces."
Randall stiffened under Gage at that accusation, refusing to look at either him or Dominic, even when Gage backed off, getting to his feet.
"So you'll walk away from something you want?" He raised his chin, glaring at Dominic, daring him to change his mind.
"Why the hell not?" Dominic snorted a laugh. The book he'd bought in lay forgotten on the floor by the door, and even Gage didn't care. Dominic turned for the door, taking, Gage noticed, about three tries to remember how it worked. Even as the door slammed behind him, its echo reverberating through Gage's skull, Dominic's last words lingered on. "You two do it all the damn time."

[Gem Sivad]

Congratulations Cat!

[Alanna Coca]

I like the title...can't wait for a blurb

[Cat Kane]

Thanks, guys!!

Blurb is on its way, once I'm done beating it into submission, reminding it that it's not supposed to be as long as the book, and trim about 100 words off the thing. *g*

[Gem Sivad]

Blurb? Oh, yes, I don't like blurbs. They stifle the creativity, they shrink the dimension, they belittle the muse...they make you think

[Serena Shay]

Congrats Cat!!

[Cat Kane]

Thanks, Serena!

Gem, that's exactly how blurbs make me feel! *laughs* but it's done, finally. I had to leave it alone in the end or I'd have tweaked it for eternity.

[Mike]

Lyn's Nature.

[Christa Paige]

Am I supposed to do more than just stare at the gorgeous men on that cover? My goodness, yummy. Bet the story is delicious too.
Christa

[Alanna Coca]

Veeery nice. Congrats Cat, and nice work Lyn!

[Cat Kane]

Oh wow, it's up already! Thank you, Lyn, the cover captures the book perfectly (and, c'mon, it's HOT, what can you ask more than that? *g*).

Christa -- Nope, the staring works fine *g* I know I haven't done much of anything else since I saw it!

Alanna -- Thank you!!

[Maria]

Release date: November 9.

[Jambrea Jo Jones]

I don't think Nov 9th and get here fast enough. WOW!

[Rebecca Royce]

Oo what a cover

[Cat Kane]

Whoo hoo! I can't wait either! *g*

Thank you, Jambrea and Rebecca!

[Dee_Carney]

This is an exceptionally well written book. I loved, loved, loved the characterizations, how each person's distinct personality shone. Well done.

[Cat Kane]

Thank you so much, Dee!

[Rachel Fox]

Happy Release Day, Cat!

Rachel

[Gem Sivad]

Oh, Cat, this is a hot one. I can't wait. Happy Release Day!

[Alanna Coca]

Happy Release Day!

[Maria]

Buy it now.

[Cat Kane]

Thanks, everyone! I'm really excited about this one *g*

[Stephanie Adkins]

Happy Release Day!

[Kayelle Allen]

Steamy excerpt. These three are mega hot. *fanning* Congratulations on your book's release into the world. May it fly high!

[Cat Kane]

Thanks, Stephanie and Kayelle!