What She Needs
Castle Wolves Series Book 2
By Melissa Kendall
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Cover Designer: Tibbs
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Elizabeth
Summers is sick of being the baby sister of Garth the pack alpha. Her brother
with the help of his best friends has taken it upon himself to scare off every
guy who has ever shown any interest in her. With a little nudge from her
sister-in-law, she decides to seek Madame Eve’s help to give her one night of
pure pleasure.
Ernest (Brute) Chalmers is Castle Wolves’ pack enforcer and best friend of Garth. make his move, he might miss out on his chance at love Out of respect for his friend, he has kept his feelings for Garth’s sister a secret. But when he over hears Lizzie talking about signing up for a 1Night Stand, he decides if he doesn’t, he might miss out on his chance at love. Can Brute prove he has what it takes to meet Lizzie’s needs? Or will she send him packing for good?
Ernest (Brute) Chalmers is Castle Wolves’ pack enforcer and best friend of Garth. make his move, he might miss out on his chance at love Out of respect for his friend, he has kept his feelings for Garth’s sister a secret. But when he over hears Lizzie talking about signing up for a 1Night Stand, he decides if he doesn’t, he might miss out on his chance at love. Can Brute prove he has what it takes to meet Lizzie’s needs? Or will she send him packing for good?
Brute stared at
the door and took a couple of deep breaths. Lizzie was not going to be pleased
when he entered, but he'd practiced his speech over and over to get her to give
him a chance.
Every night
since he'd overheard Lizzie talking about signing up for a 1Night Stand, Brute
had imagined this moment. He put his hand on the door handle and turned. The
door opened to a room shrouded in darkness. Even with his shifter enhanced
eyesight, he could barely see a thing. He could smell her though, her scent
enticing as always.
"Remove
every stitch of clothing and get on your knees." Lizzie's voice deep and
sultry echoed around the room. He looked to the right where her voice came
from, but still couldn’t make out any discernible shapes.
"Excuse
me?"
"You heard
me, sub. Naked and on your knees. You have two minutes and I will not ask
again."
What the fuck!
Did she just say sub?
Brute had no
idea what he'd walked into, but her tone of voice indicated he wasn't to argue.
Without further thought, he stripped until naked and dropped to his knees.
"Now
what?" he asked.
"Now you
wait, you insolent pup. Eyes to the floor, in silence until I am ready." Brute
did as she demanded, a million different scenarios running through his mind as
to what could come next.
He'd seen
something like this once on a porn network. The movie had been called Mistress
something, but it had been about woman who liked having men service her. The
survey Madame Eve had required him to fill about his sexual preferences made a
lot more sense now. What he didn't understand was why Lizzie wanted this for
her 1Night Stand.
The click of
heels on the wood flooring echoed in the room and it was obvious she was coming
his way. She stopped right in front of him. Her shoes just in his line of
vision. Her gaze was on him. He could feel it like a physical caress and it had
him wondering how long it would take before she figured out who he was. It also
had his cock at full alert. He liked having her admire him, had wanted it for
so long.
"Well,
well, Madame Eve, did good." Something ran up his left arm and across his
chest. As it passed his line of vision, he figured out it was a riding crop. It
then continued down his right arm ending with a quick flick on the tip of his
cock. "Definitely a wonderful specimen. It still remains though to see
just how good you are at serving your mistress. On your feet."
Brute kept his
eyes on the floor knowing the moment she caught sight of his face whatever was
happening would stop. And as much as he was out of his comfort zone, he didn't
want to stop.
"Hmm,
someone at least has some manners." Slowly, she moved around him. Any
second now she was going to catch sight of his tattoo. "What the
fuck!" Yeah, he hated being right. "Ernest Alexander Chalmers turn
around and face me right the fuck now."
Brute cringed at
the use of his full name. No one ever called him Ernest unless he was in
trouble. He turned around as she asked. He expected to see fury in her
features, but she just looked defeated.
"What are
you doing here?"
He mulled over
whether to tell her the truth or lie but he’d come this far no point in adding
any more lies to the pile. "I'm your 1Night Stand."
"No you're
not. Why would Madame Eve set me up with you?"
Brute took a
couple of deep breaths before answering. "Because I asked her to."
After a string
of failed relationships, thirty-five-year-old Madeline Majors worries her life
will never be complete. Her obsession with having a child and her inability to
conceive even though a multitude of doctors have said there is nothing
medically wrong with her drives her to Madame Evangeline as her last resort.
Garth Summers is
a shape shifter with a problem. As Alpha of his pack, he must have an heir by
the time he is fifty years of age or a new alpha is chosen from the eligible
males in the pack. But as a wolf shifter, he can only conceive with his mate
who he has yet to find. With only six weeks remaining, he turns to Madame Eve
for help.
Can a one-night
stand bring two people the one thing they most desperately want, or will the
reality of what they are send them both running?
NOT WHAT HE
THOUGHT Mason Taylor is beta of the Castle Wolves pack. Most people would
describe him as a skirt chasing manwhore but in reality it had been years since
he found any kind of satisfaction with a woman. Like his Alpha was, he is
lonely and wants desperately to meet his mate. After seeing his Alpha find love
and happiness through Madame Eve he decides to give it a try. He gives Madame
Eve just one instruction - find him his soul mate. The moment he walks into the
room, he catches his date's scent and knows instantly they are his mate. When
he sees the person though he is shocked there has to be some mistake.
Sebastian Cooke
has always known he was gay but growing up in the wilds of Alaska, he has
always found it hard to truly be himself. After his friend and fellow pilot,
Kate, suggests he give 1NS a try he figures he has nothing left to lose. The
last person he is expecting to show up in his hotel room is Mason Taylor.
Can two men get
over the preconceived notion of who each other is to find the love they have
been desperately looking for?
Melissa Kendall
is a forty-year-old mother of two from Perth, Western Australia, the
second-most isolated capital city in the world. Predominantly a stay-at-home
mum, she works a few hours a week as a software support consultant. She has
always loved to read and write, and spent most of her teens writing poetry and
short stories. Over the years, daily life got in the way and she lost the
passion for it, but after the birth of her first child, Melissa discovered
e-books and her interest in writing rekindled. She is now the author of four
published short stories. Matronly Duties is her first full-length novel.
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