Hey everybody! I’m Dana Lorraine, sexy words writer and dreamer of hunky men. I’m kind of new around here so many thanks to Mandi for letting me stop by Smexy to introduce myself and to tell you about my Ellora’s Cave paranormal erotic m/f/m ménage release, Dying to Love Her.
So…you know that book—the one where the heroine has to choose between two of the sexiest, most irresistible guys. One might be dark and tortured, the other, fun-loving and loyal. No matter whom she chooses we know she’s going to miss out on a great guy who loves her.
Yeah…I hate that book too. LOL!
I’m always left a little sad and frustrated at the end. Damn it—I wanted her to have both. Forget social norms, forget reality, when I’m reading a book I want the fantasy. You won’t ever see me wearing a t-shirt declaring myself either Team Jacob or Team Edward. My shirt would say Why Choose?
When I sat down to write Dying to Love Her I knew I had to make it a ménage because I’m all about the happily ever after. I think getting two totally devoted sexy-as-hell vamps rates up there pretty high on the HEA chart. Want to see what my curvy heroine has to look forward to?
Here’s the blurb:
When Melanie Woodson joins Empriva Fitness she expects to lose weight, not gain two sexy vampire personal trainers. With an exercise regimen that includes passionate horizontal workouts, fat-burning orgasms and lusty words of encouragement, she’s in serious danger of forgetting their relationship is based on a business agreement and not mutual attraction.
Alec Kosta and Rook Abernathy, best friends and owners of Empriva, have waited over a century for the right lifemate to come along. Now that they’ve found Melanie, with her endless curves and quick wit, they’re ready to give up countless lifetimes to spend just one with her.
But time isn’t on their side—they’ve tasted her blood and now mere days are all they have to convince her their love is real or risk losing their chance to be with her forever.
A Romantica® paranormal ménage erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Total dream, right? No more dieting and the kind of exercise that makes you happy to work up a sweat—yep, when a place like this opens you can all get in line behind me.
Here’s a little sneak peek at one of my vamps in action just in case you’re not sure this kind of exercise program is for you?
“You think you’re so charming, don’t you?” Melanie shook her head and challenged him with her no-nonsense look.
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
Alec had promised himself they’d just talk but she was irresistible. And her obstinate posturing was his favorite kind of foreplay. He moved closer and when she held her ground he cupped her face. The warmth of her skin relieved his worries. Touching her made everything right.
Her lips parted but no words came. Slowly he closed the gap between them and breathed in her shallow breath as it bathed his lips. The space between them became almost nonexistent.
“I can hear the race of your blood beneath your skin and smell your desire, Melanie. And those nipples of yours refusing to be ignored under your shirt, hard and needy begging to be touched. You don’t have to tell me you’re charmed by me. Your body already has.”
Alec followed her sharp intake of breath and sealed his lips over hers. He delved into her mouth, slipping his tongue along hers. Her taste was addicting, something he craved more than blood. Time ticked away but still he didn’t rush. If this was all they’d ever have he wanted to relish every second.