TBR reviewer: Luta Wolf
I loved the characters! Marnie is a bundle of contradictions, she’s vulnerable and withdrawn but this ex-gang member knows how to hold her own. Oh and sexy alpha shifter, every time he mentioned his wolf rolling over and showing his belly to Marnie, well my heart melted a bit. The balance between humor, spice, spunk, and excitement was really well balanced. The writing style really puts me in mind of the Samba, it entrances while seducing all at the same
However what I didn’t care for was the twist to the plot. The plot leans towards the normal paranormal/shifter plot and to combat the author throws in vampire Lucas. I liked his character but his part in the story, not so much. His part actually confused me and I think he confused the author as well and it shows. In the beginning you really get the feel that this book was suppose to be a three-some because of the details put into Lucas’s feelings towards Marnie. Midway through the book that’s changed but adjustments are not made to the
previous parts and hence me feeling a little off put about his character.
Lure of the Blood still left me feeling more than satisfied. Can’t wait to check out what more this author has in store!
“So wet, my little one. Tell me, is this bounty all for me?”
A renewed surge of moisture was his answer and his eyes darkened further. She could feel his claws slowly dragging along her sides as his hands wandered to her neck and he pulled back slightly, one hand cupping her breast through the fabric of her dress, whilst his head lowered and Marnie’s eyes fluttered closed in anticipation of his invasion.
The gentleness of the kiss that followed took her breath away. Not the harsh invasion she had been expecting, but a tender seduction of lips and teeth, coaxing her to open on a sigh. Ion slipped into that moan, his tongue exploring every part of her mouth with agonising slowness, whilst his hand on her nipple rubbed and teased, every roll sending shards of pure pleasure between her thighs. Desperate to take the kiss deeper, her tongue sought his, but every time
she tried he withdrew with a muttered growl, shaking his head and the hand on her breast stopped its intimate massage.
“I told you, we’re taking this slow, little one. I have no wish to hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me, Ion. Please, I need you.”
Something hot and dangerous flashed across his face at her whispered plea, the grip on her tightening for an instant. He smiled, the fangs of his wolf clearly visible, and Marnie held her breath at the struggle she sensed in him. The hand on her breast gripped the front of her dress and with one quick flick of his sharp claws the dress ripped, exposing her to his hungry gaze from the waist down. She sucked in her tummy on a shuddered moan as those menacing claws ran a trail over the soft skin of her abdomen, skimming the top of her thong with a feather touch, before he withdrew his claws and his fingers dipped under the elastic. His thigh spread her wider, as his fingers hovered over her clit and he resumed the kiss, his
raspy tongue duelling with hers, until she thought she was going to dissolve into a sodden mess of drool and need.
His breathing was as heavy as hers when he finally pulled back, his eyes glowing in the darkness of the room. "What makes you so sure I won’t hurt you. You’re such a little thing. You have no idea what my wolf could do to you.”
Marnie couldn’t breathe under the intensity of his fevered gaze. Of course she knew what he could do. Had she not seen his wolf in action mere minutes ago, about to rip Lucas to shreds? Terror slammed into her anew, not at Ion’s wolf, but at what could have happened to him, and she bit her lip so hard she could taste her own blood.
Ion released her with a muffled curse, all traces of his wolf gone. The flash of pain she saw in his eyes, before he turned his back on her, sliced straight through her heart.
“Good, I knew you’d come to your senses.”