Zodiac Shifters Aries Love's Warrior

by Jennifer Hilt

  That was sweet of him especially since he was like living next to a furnace.

  “I wasn’t sucker punched. I had an earth-shattering orgasm.” Leave it to him to fuss over her like she was some fragile thing.

  She could feel his whole body tense with the restraint of letting her recover. But Jessica was never a girl who liked sweet and tender. She’d tried to resist her warrior past and it brought misery and death.

  “What’s a girl gotta do to get taken from behind?” She pressed herself back against him, wiggling her ass on his cock and balls, which if memory served her correctly, drove him insane.

  His chest pressed close against her reverberated with a growl. “Don’t tease me, Jess. I’m not in the state to be gentle or slow right now.”

  “Who the fuck wants that?”

  Jessica let out an ooof’ of surprise. Before she could blink, Carson flipped her on her stomach. He pulled her hips in the air, stabilizing her with one strong arm around her waist.

  She spread her knees, remembering well his length and girth. When the head of his cock teased her clit, Jessica wanted to cry out in relief. She pushed back against him, wanting more.

  With a groan Carson penetrated her completely. Jessica shuddered with pleasure, loving him filling the length of her.

  “I love how tight you are.” His fingers flexed into her hips. He withdrew slightly to thrust inside again.

  This time Jessica clamped her pussy muscles tight around him, trying to hold him inside her.

  Carson pulled back until his cock was almost completely outside her.

  Fuck this shit. Jessica wanted him buried deep. Forget the mind-blowing orgasm he’d given her minutes ago, she fucking needed his cock. Now.

  Sensing her frustration, Carson increased his pace. The way his cock stroked her clit was making her dizzy. It felt so good. In and out. In and out. Nothing mattered but the creaking of the cot beneath them as her mate worked her hard.

  He was going to make her cum again. She felt a delicious tense build inside her as she gloved him.

  “Oh baby, I love it when you work me like that. That tight little pussy of yours wants it bad.”

  As Carson pounded her, Jessica gave herself over to the delicious primal feeling of being taken by her mate. It would be over her dead body that she’d ever walk away from this man again.

  She was spiraling higher and higher. Her climax swept over her like a tidal wave throwing her high then pulling her under until her very soul fused with Carson’s.

  As her cries filled the cabin, Carson’s climax mingled with hers. She felt his seed pulse inside her. This was what mattered. Whatever external challenges warred against them they were forever mated. And if those outside forces wanted to separate them, they could go fuck themselves.

  Four Years Later:

  Jessica pushed the curtain aside. Being February it was still dark out but she could see the glow of the ice bear’s fur in the moonlight. He sat back on his haunches with his enormous front paws held at his sides.

  Their daughter, Nell, three years old hurled herself at her shifter father with an airborn kick and a battle cry. He gently blocked her and she fell back in a snow bank.

  She climbed out, dusted herself off and lectured her father. “Stop babying me. How is Olivia going to learn if I don’t set a good example?” She gestured to her young sister making snow angels. Olivia was very proud of her snow angels.

  Jessica recognized the bear’s resignation from here. Her daughters were warriors. She patted her round belly. Carson was hoping for a son because he was vastly outnumbered in their trailer. She didn’t have the heart to tell him she was pretty sure this was another Amazon warrior babe inside her. She’d been training her girls herself until she’d gotten so big Carson worried about her balance.

  They’d never left the station after capturing Cornelius Root. It seemed wise to have someone here providing security year-round. Even Aries lost interest in choices at the top of the world. As it turned out, the station was an excellent place to raise a family of Amazon warriors. And maybe a shifter cub or two.

  The girls tumbled in the front door. “Mama! Mama! Did you see me?”

  Carson followed soon after wearing jeans and a flannel. His thick silver hair was tousled and flecked with snow. He flashed her a sly smile that made her heart rate speed up. He’d been trying to tire the kids out so they’d have some time in the evening alone.

  By the goddess, she loved this shifter. He was her heart. She could be happy anywhere with him. All that mattered was that they were together and a family.

  Up Next in Zodiac Shifters: Marked By Love

  Marked by Love by Rosalie Redd

  A male from her past…forever marked by love.

  Rogue Panthera shifter Aramond scouts for enemies on the outskirts of the Keep’s territory, home to his daughter and her mate. While on the prowl he encounters a female from his past, one who etched an unstoppable ache deep in his soul. As she opens old wounds and another rogue male enters her life, Aramond must overcome his fears and set aside both their pasts if he is to win her heart.

  Danae runs a safe house, offering sanctuary to Panthera warriors in need. She tends their wounds, offers up a good meal and a place to rest, but keeps them at arms-length to protect her battered spirit still healing after the death of her mate. When Aramond, the sexy loner who’d captured her heart long ago resurfaces in her life, it will take all her will-power not to give in to the burning desire he ignites in her soul.

  Release date: May 9th 2017

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  Excerpt from “Marked By Love”

  “You drive me insane,” he hissed.

  Before she could respond, Aramond pulled her to him, his lips claiming hers. The intensity in his kiss sent her into a spiral of need so raw, she couldn’t stop herself. She pressed against him, meeting his tongue stroke for stroke. Unwilling to let him go for even a moment, she tugged at the edge of his shirt. He didn’t seem to need any further encouragement.

  Aramond broke their kiss long enough to strip the white T-shirt from his chest. The briefest hint of daylight filtered under the heavy curtains covering the windows, but it was enough for her catlike vision to pick out his broad and rippled chest. His unblemished skin, healed from his fight, took her breath away. She ran her hands over him, enjoying the strength beneath the soft skin.

  A purr of pure admiration rumbled in her chest.

  He fumbled with the buttons on her shirt, but his large fingers were too big to handle the small fasteners. His brow furrowed as he concentrated, frustration etched in his dark eyes.

  Danae couldn’t bear to see him look that way, so she helped him, as eager as him to rid herself of the confining garment. She wiggled out of the shirt, and his eyes widened at her blue and yellow floral bra.

  He toyed with the straps and his finger grazed along the edge of the cup, the rough calluses on his fingers teasing her skin. Her nipples peaked, her anticipation growing. He didn’t make her wait long. With a glimmer of pure reverence in his eyes, he trailed one finger under her cup and over her taut nub. A moan eased from her throat, and she gripped his biceps. The muscles tightened under her palms, hard and firm.

  “I like your choice of undergarments. Floral is nice, but it has to go.” His teasing words were rough, deep.

  A part of her melted for him, right then and there, breaking through a piece of her wall. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Tenderly, he slid the straps down her arms until the garment slipped to the floor. He stepped back and her chest ached at the loss of contact.

  A breeze from the open window fluttered the curtains, the sound gentle like a moth’s wings, matching the tremble in her heart.

  With deliberate intent, he perused her, studying her with his full attention. An appreciative smile curled his lip. “Danae…you are so beautiful.”

  Her heart broke open at his decl
aration, and she ran her finger over his bicep and down his arm. “I can’t tell you how many times I…” …fantasized about you. She couldn’t bring herself to say the last few words. Her jaw tightened. He couldn’t love her, not really, and she couldn’t give herself to him completely.

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  Acknowledgments

  I was lucky to work with so many talented people to bring Love’s Warrior out in the published world. Thanks to Melissa Stark for creating the Zodiac Shifters, the awesome Zodiac Shifters Street team, my fellow Zodiac authors for being friendly, hardworking and talented. It’s an honor to work with you all.

  This fantastic cover is the creation of designer Anika Wilmanns. Em Petrova was an outstanding editor to work with. Laura, Peggy and Katherine generously read early versions and offered much needed feedback. Thank you for getting me even in a rough draft!

  No visit to Icy Cap, Ak is complete without thanking the awesome authors of the Alaskan Den Men who first joined me on this adventure: Amy Lamont, Talina Perkins and Kizzie Waller.

  The most gratitude goes to my readers. Thank you for sharing your time and more importantly your lives with me. You make it all worthwhile.

  Best,

  Jennifer

  About the Author

  Thanks so much for reading Love’s Warrior, I hope you loved visiting Icy Cap as much as I loved creating it. Carson is just the kind of hero I love, silver haired and possessive. Jessica was fun to write. Thanks to years of Wonder Woman, I’ve been fascinated by the Amazon warriors. It was a hoot to discover one married to an ice bear!

  Would you like another ice bear and Amazon warrior romance? Jessica’s got at least one other sister who wants to break free from her sisterhood. Let me know!

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