Mountain Man
by Sherilee Gray
Publication date: November 7th
2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance
BLURB
Hank Smith saved my life,
carrying me through a blizzard to his mountain cabin. He doesn’t like
strangers, and he doesn’t like leaving his sanctuary. Now I’m trapped here with
him until the snow melts.
I see him looking at me. He tries
to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in
his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can’t resist him. I want to feel those big,
rough hands all over my body.
But once he’s unleashed his raw,
barely tried desire on me, will I be able to leave my mountain man behind, or
will he make me his?
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EXCERPT:
I
glanced around. I was in a basic log cabin, the open fire blazing on the other
side of the room, and furs on the floor. There were guns leaning against the
wall by the door, which was secured with a long, thick piece of lumber that I
didn’t think I’d be able to lift even if I could escape my human manacles.
The
arm around me was a dead weight. I couldn’t move it. Tears started filling my
eyes as panic set in.
Maybe
if I slid out from under his arm?
I
started sliding downward…
His
eyelids snapped open and vibrant blue eyes locked on me.
I
screamed, tried to jerk back, and when those monster arms didn’t let me go,
screamed some more.
The
huge man’s eyes went wide, then he jolted, released me, and shot out of bed so
fast you’d think I was the one who’d stripped him naked and crawled in bed with
him.
He
stood several feet away, hand up, like he was warding me off, or maybe trying
to put me at ease? I wasn’t sure how that was possible since I was naked and
moments ago he’d been pressed up against me while I was unconscious.
“Who
the hell are you and what am I doing here?” I watched as what I could see of
his face turned pink.
“Found
you…” he said in a voice that was so deep I was sure the ground quivered
beneath us. “Unconscious. I brought you here.”
I
scrambled up the bed, taking the covers with me, and thanked God when I
realized I still had panties on, even as fear coiled tight in my belly. “Why
the hell did you take my clothes off? What did you do to me?”
His
brows lowered. “Do?”
I
clutched the covers tighter to my chest. “I’m practically naked, and you were
all over me.”
He
took an abrupt step back, his heavy brows now shooting up, eyes widening, in
what I could only describe as alarm. “Woman, you were close to death. Only way
to warm you back up quick was body heat.”
I’d
heard of people doing that before, hadn’t I?
I
took him in.
The
yeti.
He
was the giant fur-covered beast walking toward me through the snow before I
passed out.
My
eyes dropped before I could stop them.
Good
God, he was huge.
I’d
never seen a man like the one in front of me in all my life. He was taller than
the door he was standing in front of, massive everywhere—thick, sold thighs
dusted with dark hair, long legs, bulging calves. His chest and shoulders were
wide, his waist thick, his stomach roped with muscle. One of his biceps was
easily as big as one of my thighs, and that was saying something, since I
wasn’t at all what you would call petite. My gaze slid back down. One of his
enormous hands was covering his groin, or trying to anyway.
He
made a low, broken sound, and my eyes shot back up to his. His face wasn’t pink
anymore; it was fire-engine red.
“Can
you…ah, put some clothes on, please?” My voice came out as a raspy whisper.
He
jolted again, like he only just realized he was standing there completely
naked. He turned away, flashing a spectacular pair of muscular butt cheeks
before snatching up a pair of pants and pulling them on. The fact that I could
even contemplate the attractiveness of his butt was insane given the
circumstances. I obviously hadn’t fully recovered from my ordeal.
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Author Info
Sherilee Gray writes sexy, edgy contemporary and paranormal
romance. Stories full of heat and high emotion, following stubborn characters
as they fight against the odds… and their happily ever after. She’s a kiwi girl
and lives in beautiful NZ with her husband and their two children. When not
writing or fueling her voracious book addiction, she can be found dreaming of
far off places with a mug of tea in one hand and a bar of Cadburys Rocky Road
chocolate in the other.
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