Kinky Behavior

“What I want is for you and Sebastian to behave. We both know that isn’t happening.”

No, it wasn’t. Thane and Bast would fight it out, fuck it out, and then fight it out again. The two of them were volatile. A fireball was more stable than they were, and fireballs flamed out. They never did.

~Thane, In Love, There Was You

(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)

by Mia Ashlinn

Kinky Unicorns...Really?

“That’s a load of unicorn shit, and you know it.”

~In Love, There Was You 

(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas 2)

*For another Line of the Day, check out Molly Grayson's at Southern Girls Do It Sexier.*

Tease-Tastic Tuesday

Happy Tease-Tastic Tuesday! I'm doing things a little different today. I'm actually posting two unedited snippets on TWO different blogs. Yes, that means you're going to get a glimpse of the first book in my newest series The Shifters of Trinity, Kansas here. And you'll also get a peek of the fifth book in my Sweet Serenity series at When One is Not Enough!

So without further ado, here's a taste of Ace and MacKenzie from my first ever paranormal menage, Pacts and Promises.

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“I was so glad you called,” Ace murmured in Kenzie’s ear as he placed a possessive hand on the small of her back and guided her across the wood planked porch. He smiled when she shivered, loving how she was as helpless to him as he was to her. “I’ve been wanting to ask you out for a while, but…”

“But what?” Kenzie blinked her gorgeous eyes up at him. Even with the moon barely glittering overhead, he couldn’t miss the curiosity glimmering in the granite depths. “You thought I had cooties or something?”

Amused, a smile tilted his lips. “Of course not,” he replied while helping her down the steep steps like the gentleman he wasn’t but had been schooled by Henry to be. “I know you have cooties. You’ve been spending all your time with that flea infested pussy of yours.”

Kenzie scowled, her displeased glare more endearing than intimidating. “You take that back, Ace Monroe Gallagher! Only I get to call Emmett a pussy. To you, he's a fe-lion.”

Ace shook his head. “No, I don’t think I will.” A heartbeat later, a soft slapping sound rang out, and it took a minute for Ace to realize that he’d been gently smacked in the chest by the she-wolf of his dreams. And fantasies. But rather than be angry, he came to a sudden halt a few feet away from the porch steps. Then turning to her, he chuckled. “Now I know I won’t.”

Her scowl morphed into a ferocious glower as she stepped away from his touch. She balled her fists on her voluptuous hips, which was a mistake on her part because her defiant gesture only drew his attention to the generous curve and distracted him. “Yes, you will. Or I’ll—”

Ace lifted his gaze from his mate’s hips, slowly and appreciatively, to the tempting dip at her waist then drifted up and over her lush breasts to her face. He arched an eyebrow at her then asked, “You’ll what?”

Kenzie went silent, nibbling her succulent lower lip. As he watched, a variety of expressions danced across her charming ‘thinking’ face. This should be good, he decided. Almost as good as she looks tonight. And damn, the woman looked un-fucking-believable. Not that she didn’t always look like perfection personified. But there was something different about her tonight. It could have been how her too red to be chestnut, too brown to be auburn hair fell around her shoulders, framing her pretty face, rather than being pulled back in her trademark ponytail. Or it could have been that her faded jeans were nowhere in sight, and she’d wrapped her statuesque self in a daring purple dress that revealed as much as it covered. It could have even been that she’d replaced her sneakers with high heels that made her already long legs look like a stunning supermodel’s. Or hell, it could have been the exotic jungle green she’d applied to her eyelids and the dewy pink blush she’d brushed onto the apples of her cheeks. But personally, he thought it was the way she talked and walked—like a wolf bent on seducing her mate, which according to Emmett, she was. Thank the gods.

Kenzie finally released her lip before a brilliant smile curved her mouth upward. “I’m not telling you, wolfie, because then you’ll see me coming and run the other way.”

Ace choked back his mushy response, saying, “I doubt that, Kenz,” rather than “I always see you coming, and I would never run away.” A wolf had his pride, after all.

“Speaking of running away…” Kenzie cocked her head to the side. “Where are your sidekicks?”

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I hope you enjoyed my teeny, tiny tease! Check back next week for more. XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,
-Mia

p.s. Don't forget to check out When One is Not Enough for another un-edited snippet! :)

Tease-Tastic Tuesday

Happy Tease-tastic Tuesday! Here's a short, unedited snippet from my current work in progress, Pacts and Promises, which is the first book in my newest series, The Shifters of Trinity.

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Henry Atwater watched his mate disappear into the café without looking back. His inner wolf snarled, demanding he go after her. But Henry was strong, and he willed his wolf to calm down.

“What was that?” Kory asked, his expression puzzled and his voice confused.

Ace didn’t answer Kory. Instead, he barked a question of his own, “What’re you two doing here?”

Henry’s hackles rose. Ace might be his future alpha, but he wasn’t alpha yet. “What are you doing here?”

Ace’s dark eyebrows shot up. “I brought Kent to meet his daughter.”

“Daughter?” Kory frowned. “I thought he only had two daughters.”

“Yeah, well, he didn’t know about MacKenzie,” Ace replied. “Her mother left before he found out.”

“He should have known,” Kory snapped, his irritation evident, as he began to pace. “Everyone in Trinity has three kids. Seeing that his first wife died before having her third, he should have suspected something fishy.”

Ace’s already severe face darkened. “Kent didn’t know.” He growled defensively. “He wouldn’t have ever allowed his child to be raised away from the pack. He wouldn’t have permitted her being shielded from our world and our people. It endangers her to be clueless. And you know, he would never, ever endanger one of his own. So don’t fucking disrespect him, Korrigan.”

Kory’s face mottled. “Do you always have to be the alpha’s pet or does it just get you off?”

Ace gave a long, hard snort. “You’re just jealous, asshole. Someone likes me better than you.”

“He’s the only one,” Kory spat with venom.

“Whoa!” Henry jumped in before the two boneheads started bickering and inevitably brawling—like they always did. Imbeciles. “That’s Kent’s daughter?” His head spun with possibilities, some good and some pretty damn bad. “With his human mate?” Henry wasn’t normally one to pry. But this was his mate, and he wanted to know what the hell was going on.

Scowling, Ace nodded. “Yes. That’s his and Mirabella’s daughter, their nineteen year old daughter. Not that it pertains to you.”

Ace’s possessiveness ticked Henry off, and he snapped, “It pertains to me more than you, asshole.”

Ace’s face went ice cold. “I doubt that.”

Henry didn’t back down. He didn’t even bat an eye. “She’s my mate, Ace. Not yours.”

Kory rounded on Henry, growling. “What the ever loving fuck, Henry? She’s mine.”

Oh. Hell. No.

“No,” Ace ground out. “She’s mine.”

Fuck. Surely, the gods hadn’t given the three of them a mate to share. They didn’t get along on their best day. How could they ever share a woman? 

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I hope y'all enjoyed a sneak peek into the story of Mackenzie Blackburn, Ace Gallagher, Henry Atwater, and Kory Sherwood. Check back next week for more! XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,

-Mia