Click here for the Kate Hill page. [HOME] [HUNGER] [THIRST] [BREATH] [PULSE] [QUIZ] The Following excerpt from MATE MARKS: HUNGER is for readers 18 and over. Mate Marks: Hunger by Kate Hill (Interracial Shapeshifter) Cover by Bryan Keller From Changeling Press 4.5 Nymphs Kate Hill delivers another action-packed, sensually laced story with Hunger. - Scandalous Minx, Literary Nymphs Rating: 4 The plot is unusual, and the story different from any other shapeshifter book I have read. - Teagan, Book Wenches All her life Chante has wondered about two things, her family history and the cat-shaped birthmark on her breast. To avoid the frightening yet sexy man who has been following her, she travels to Jamaica to visit her great aunt and learns more than she ever wanted to know about a strange family curse. Joshi has always known that he's destined to mate with the human female who bears the mark of the cat on her breast. Still, his bitterness toward humans has prevented him from claiming his rightful mate. With his species near extinction, he has no choice but to take Chante as his own. Seducing this stubborn yet beautiful woman will challenge this shapeshifting cat in more ways than he realizes, especially when their lives depend on his prowess as a warrior. Behind the Scenes: Mate Marks: Hunger-Cattitude (New Window) Return to excerpt one. Excerpt 2: "It's this, Chante. This marks you as mine." With a suddenness that stole her breath, he tore the front of her dress, exposing the top of her breast in her blue lace bra. The cat birthmark shone darkly against her cocoa flesh. His action momentarily snapped her back to reality. Anger rushed through her and she slapped his face, not holding back any of her strength. Something told her he saw it coming, but he didn't bother stopping it. A bright red mark shone against his pale skin and his eyes gleamed with a combination of anger and arousal. In spite of herself, Chante felt hotter than ever. A soft yet commanding growl rumbled in his throat before he grasped her upper arms, dragged her to his chest and covered her mouth in the most passionate kiss of her life. When it broke, Joshi unfastened his jeans. The man wasn't wearing underpants. Chante stared, licking her lips as he pushed back his foreskin, exposing the magnificent, engorged cock head. She'd never seen an uncut man before and it was incredibly arousing. Joshi pulled down her dress the rest of the way, letting the torn fabric pool at her sandaled feet. Then he pushed down her bra, lifted both her full breasts, pressed them together and swept his tongue across her nipples. Chante gasped with pleasure and wove her fingers through his hair. It was thick and coarse yet felt wonderful against her hands, though not nearly as wonderful as his mouth on her breasts. His firm lips tugged at her nipple and his tongue lashed it, sending tremors of desire through her entire body. Her clit throbbed and ached. She knew her pussy was slick and oh-so-ready for him. A soft growl of pleasure rumbled in his throat and he moved to her other breast. His sharp teeth gently scraped her nipple, then lapped it. His tongue was a bit rough and it stirred such pleasure-pain that Chante cried out softly. He sank to his knees, covering her belly and hips with kisses. He tore off her panties and flung them aside. Grasping her ass, he pressed her soft mound against his face and used his lips and tongue to tease her clit. The passion that overtook Chante was stronger than anything she'd ever felt before. It was like the most intense dream of her life, yet somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this was real. Joshi licked her inner thighs, trailed his tongue up and down her clit, then rose up her body. Grasping her wrists in one hand, he held them above her head, pressing them to the tree trunk. "Chante," he said, his voice a husky command. Slowly she opened her eyes and found herself staring into his intense amber ones. The look in them was so incredibly sexy that she moaned and tilted her face toward his. She needed to feel his mouth on her again and she longed for the touch of his tongue against hers.

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