Today, one of my partners in crime, the awesome Maia Dylan, stops by to talk about REMEMBERING MELAINA, book 8 in her fantastic Grey River series.
Thank you, for hosting me for, Remembering Melaina – Grey River 8. This book released in June with Siren
Publishing. If your readers would like
to they can post questions to me on Twitter using the following hashtag #GreyRiver
and tag me using @Maiadylanauthor and I will answer them as I see them.
Sometimes the only way to keep fighting and survive today,
is to embrace the pain of yesterday and remember who you are.
Book Blurb:
Melaina
Christakos was beginning to understand just how true that was. She had always known her father was insane,
hard not to when the man insisted on experimenting on her and the women she
considered family. But the depth of his
madness becomes more apparent when she awakes in a hospital with no real memory
of who she is and a light within that tells her not all is as it seems.
Kyle
and Grant Snow are being kept from their mate, and both of them have
retribution in mind. Melaina is in
danger, and they need to get to her and will kill anyone who stands in their
way.
Once
they find her, can Kyle and Grant prove that their future together was more
than worth the pain of remembering her past?
**erotic romance, ménage a trois,
paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration
Purchase Links:
AMAZON UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01JB8JY6W
AMAZON AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B01JB8JY6W
AMAZON CA: http://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01JB8JY6W
The story…
STORY
EXCERPT:
Kyle stood up and walked toward the cold beers they had left on the
table. “As I said before we even started on this journey, no more running like
a pussy and no letting our father take this from us. We need to make our peace
with our past, and move on to our future.” Kyle popped the top of two cold beers
and handed on to his brother.
Grant reached out and grabbed the bottle and met Kyle’s gaze over the
bottle as they both still held it in their hand. “I swear to you, Kyle, I am in
this a hundred percent on this one. I know you still doubt me, but wait until
you are in the same room as her. I believe that we will experience the
Quickening once we are close enough to her, and then you will know for sure.”
Rhys and Jase Wilson had announced just recently they had found their
mate, Parris, but had not been struck with the Quickening in that first moment
of meeting. Both of them had to practically bury their nose in the woman’s neck
before they experienced it. Parris, Melaina, and another woman called Pepper
had been given these drugs to enhance certain psychic talents, but it had a
very strange side effect. It masked a person’s scent. The person who had fed
the three women that cocktail was Aristos Christakos, and what was even more
fucked up about this whole situation was that the prick was Melaina’s father. And
that was the first of what Kyle hoped would be many things they had in common.
Both their fathers would never have won any father of the year awards.
A knock at the door to their
motel room had them both tensing. Kyle spun around toward the entry and placed
his barely touched beer on the dining table against the wall. He shared a quick
look with his brother and knew that neither of them had heard anyone
approaching. This was unusual given their enhanced hearing and left him
unnerved. He lifted his head slightly and scented the air. There was nothing on
the air to tell him who stood behind the door and his heart began to beat a
little faster.
“Take the left,” Kyle sent to his brother down their familial link
before he stood to the right of the front door, carefully lifting the curtain
on the window beside it to see who stood at the door. He was surprised to see
that the light just in front of their door had been extinguished. The figure
stood in the darkened doorway wearing a hooded sweatshirt with the hood up and
their shoulders hunched. Although it was difficult to make out who it was, the
figure was slight.
“Is it her?” Grant’s anxiety was evident in his voice.
Kyle didn’t take the time to answer because he had a very strong feeling
that it was, and he didn’t want her out in the open any longer than necessary.
He opened the door as quickly and quietly as he could, with the intention of
waving the person into the room with little or no hesitation. He needn’t have
worried, for as soon as the door was open the figure slipped in the slight gap
and moved to the far wall, placing them out of view of anyone who happened to
have been watching the door.
Kyle closed the door and then moved to stand in front of it with his
arms crossed over his chest. If this wasn’t the elusive Melaina Christakos,
then he and Grant were destined to have separate mates. Although this person’s
scent was subtle, as they moved past her he caught a slight hint of spice that
had his blood running hot and his dick filling fast.
Not taking his eyes off the newcomer, he spoke to Grant down their link.
“Did you catch that scent?”
“Yeah, I did. It’s the second time I’ve caught a slight trace of it, and
I have to tell you, my physical reaction is exactly the same.”
“Didn’t your mother ever teach you that it’s rude to talk about someone
when they’re standing in the room with you?” Her voice was liquid sex as far as
Kyle was concerned, filled with a sensual heat that had him wanting to close
his eyes and groan. He fought the urge though as she lifted her hands to push
back the hood of her sweatshirt, as more and more of her was revealed he knew
he wouldn’t have missed this moment for the world. She had long, thick black
hair. There was a slight curl to it, and made a man want to sink his hands right
in, and pull her closer. She had startling blue eyes that reminded Kyle of her
sister Xanthe’s, and to top it all off, she had full lips that simply begged to
be kissed.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2016
ADULT EXCERPT:
“The hottest damn thing in the world,” Kyle murmured as he
reached around her to slide her sweatshirt from her shoulders, “is knowing that
a woman plugs herself for her men. Do you fuck yourself with the plug, honey?
Do you drag it in and out of your hot, tight ass and think about what it will
feel like when it’s my cock? Or Grant’s?”
Melaina’s heart pounded so hard, she wondered if it was at all
possible for it to actually burst from her chest. “Yes, yes I did.” Both men
growled at her admission and a spark of feminine power the likes of which she
had never experienced before ignited through her system. “I-I’ve been thinking
a lot about the two of you, watching you both from afar.”
Kyle hummed close to her ear and she trembled as his chest
rumbled against her back. “Although I am not too crazy about the fact that you
were out there, just looking at us, and not coming over and letting us take
care of you, I have to admit, knowing you’ve been watching so closely,
certainly turns me the fuck on.” Kyle rolled his hips against her ass and Melaina
felt the hard edge of his cock rub against her.
Grant stepped back slightly and removed the black tank top she
wore beneath her sweatshirt. Once the shirt was off, Kyle gently pulled her
hair back off her back. Then he reached for the tie she had used to secure it
in a ponytail and released her hair. She closed her eyes as he used his fingers
to comb through it, loving how gentle he was.
Kyle sighed a happy and contented sound that had Melaina
smiling. “This hair is so damn beautiful, black with just a hint of midnight
blue. It catches the light and moves like it’s actually fluid.”
Grant reached for the front snap of her bra and released it
before sliding the straps off her shoulders. “Well, shit, would you look at
that? The most perfect woman in the world for us and of course she would have
the most perfect pair of breasts I have ever seen.” He gently gripped her by
the shoulders and turned her toward Kyle, and Melaina was quickly learning that
she loved being the center of attention for them both. It made her entire body
heat in the most delicious way. “Wouldn’t you agree, brother?”
Kyle bit his bottom lip and growled low before lifting his
gaze to hers. His eyes shimmered with heat, and his salacious grin was
contagious and she couldn’t help but grin back. “Most definitely. But I want to
see the whole delicious package.” He reached out, his gaze never leaving hers,
gripped the waistband of her jeans at both her hips, and gently pulled them
down, sliding them down her legs until he knelt before her, all the while
holding her gaze with his.
Grant let out a low whistle. “Hot. So fucking hot.” He pressed
a finger against the base of the plug she wore and all remnants of the doubts
she’d had about the damn thing evaporated beneath the sparks of pleasure that ignited
within her. She stepped out of her jeans and shoes, then stood breathlessly
waiting for what came next.
Kyle’s gaze dropped and he moaned. “Fuck me. You don’t wear
panties? Christ, I may never let you leave a room without fucking you on the
closest flat surface again. And, baby, I love that you keep your pussy bare. It
means that you were completely open to us.”
Grant reached around to cup her bare breasts and Melaina
moaned as he rubbed her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. A jolt of
lightning zinged into her pussy at the move and her hips shot forward of their
own accord.
“Kyle’s gonna make you feel really good, Mel, and I’m going to
hold you hard against my chest. I want to feel every shudder, every shiver of
pleasure you feel when you come for us. You had better not bite back any of
those sexy sounds you make. I want to hear every last gasp.”
Grant leaned in and bit gently into the soft flesh of her
shoulder and Melaina inhaled sharply, only to cry out as Kyle opened his mouth
against her pussy. She shuddered when Kyle used his tongue against her engorged
clit and her orgasm began to build within her, larger than she had ever
experienced at her own hand, and she sure as hell had never come with a man
before.
With a few short strokes of his tongue, Kyle had her
approaching her orgasm at a million miles an hour. Desperately she tried to
halt it, not wanting the feeling and the attention to end, but then, almost as
if it were planned, Grant pinched and tugged her nipples, adding a slight bit to
her pleasure as Kyle gently bit down on her clit. And that was it.
Screaming her joy to the world, she tumbled into pleasure,
clinging to the two men who had driven her to such dizzying heights and who had
no idea this was all a part of her plan.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN
PUBLISHING, 2016
Five questions for the author:
Q: Every book is special to an
author. What is it about this book that
makes it special for you?
A: I have been waiting for
Melaina’s story for a long time now, ever since she wandered into Xanthe’s
story and caught the eye of Deputy Sheriff Grant Snow. Now I had the chance to
finish the story and that means Kyle and Grant can stop pestering me for their
happily ever after!
Q:
Sometimes things happen when you are writing a series that wasn’t
expected at all. Have you had this
happen to you?
A: Heaps! I am not a planner. I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda
girl. There have been moments where I
will finish up a scene and be like WTF?
I did not see that coming! Over
the next few books, there are answers that start to help explain a few things
for my characters, and I didn’t know that the connections ran so deeply.
Q.
Is that why you always include a danger element to your books?
A. I write what I love to
read. I love books that take you on a
journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of
urgency to them and to the book. As a
reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising
on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am
reading on the journey to solve their mystery.
I want to give that to my readers.
Q.
Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that
haven’t yet read you work?
A. If you have read any of my
books, thank you so very much! It blows
my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope
you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a
slight case of needy-nelly with my writing.
If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between
strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after
can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love
and laughter is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your
alley!
Author
bio:
Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand.
She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children
who obviously take after their father.
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has
filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more
books. Her love of erotic paranormal
romance has seen her amass a huge library.
She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read
her first book in this genre about three years ago.
Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing
in 2015. She wasn’t at all confident
that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email
with a resounding no! Much to her surprise
less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in
hand. .
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to
cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but
she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.
She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international
stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have
the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full
time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her
writing in when she can. As long as
someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and
much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!
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