Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to
introduce my latest release, Bite Me. It's the second in my vampire paranormal
series, The Transfigured Ones. Magnus Corbett, my hero, was modeled a bit after
Gordon Ramsey. I wanted him to be a rough around the edges guy who didn't
necessarily have time for love. I knew, whoever I matched him with would either
need to be a bad ass chick who didn't take any crap.. or she'd need to be so
sweet that she called to the softer side of him. Caroline Lundquist is both of
those things.
If you've got any questions about the book, for me as the
author, or about the series in general, feel free to use the #transfiguredones
hash tag and I'll do my best to answer!
Magnus Corbett is the world renowned head chef for
Usquebaugh, the wildly popular restaurant and whiskey bar inside the Foxwood
Hotel and Casino. He's certain that it was his status as one of the
Transfigured that put him on the map. It will be bold flavors and his tireless
work ethic that keep him there. And, if he has to be a little blunt to get
things done? So be it.
Excerpt:
“That's
nice, but,” he said, frowning at her, “I really hate to bring this up
but... I see no nudity or coffee, Caroline. You can't promise things
like that and then not follow through. It's cruel.”
Smirking, she
said, “You were gone for almost an hour after we talked. I assumed you forgot
about me. So I drank your cup and then I took care of myself.” She gave a
little shrug.
“You
did, did you?” he asked, his cock stirring to life. “In what's soon to be our
bed?”
“No.
I didn't,” she said, confessed, laughing. “I did drink the coffee
though. Then Lilly called me to tell me about the reviews and I got caught up
in that.”
“New
rule,” he ordered, his focus single minded. “You don't get to play with your
pussy unless I'm supervising.”
Caroline made a
pouty face. “Not even a little bit?”
“Not
at all, sweetness,” he corrected. “And I never said you could borrow my shirt,
love. I'm going to need it back now.”
“Sorry,”
she replied, giving him an unrepentant grin. She pulled the shirt up inch by
tantalizing inch until he realized she wasn't wearing anything under it.
“That's
it, love,” he said scooping her up and setting her on the edge of the island
counter top. Then he picked up the hand
that held her cell phone and suggested, “Read me a review. One of the longer
ones because we're going to be here a while.”
Caroline set
the cell phone down and leaned back, watching as he shifted her thighs apart.
When he ran the tips of his fingers along her damp folds, she let out a
shuddering sigh.
“Someone's
a little needy this morning, isn't she?” he asked, kneeling so that he was eye
level with her pussy.
“Yes,”
she agreed. “I'm always needy for you.”
“And
I am for you too. Always,” he promised. “Why aren't you reading?”
Caroline
narrowed her eyes. “You're serious?”
Magnus nodded,
and then blew a gentle stream of air against her heated flesh. When she started
to wriggle, he murmured, “Hold still, love. Let me...”
Gently he
pulled her labia apart with his thumbs and swiped his tongue from her opening
to her clit and back again. “God, love. You taste so fucking good. It's a shame
I won't be able to continue until you start reading.”
Caroline
moaned, balancing herself back on one arm and picked up her cell phone. A few
taps on the screen later, she gave an annoyed huff.
Magnus resumed
his task, swiping his tongue against her inner thighs, nipping gently at the
sensitive skin there.
Caroline's voice was somewhat broken
when she began to read. “I had the—
distinct pleasure of spending my evening at Usquebaugh. As always, the
atmosphere lively, the food amazing, and the drinks sub-sublime. Magnus!”
He took his
time, moving his mouth to her pussy, drawing slow circles around her clit. He
periodically dipped his tongue down to fuck her with it until she was panting.
“Magnus,
please,” she whined. “I need...”
He buried three
fingers inside her as far as they would go, fucking them in and out of her
slowly, then lifted his head and said, “I need you to keep reading for me. I'm
very interested to know what they thought of the individual drinks.”
“Owner
Lilly Ferguson put together the ultimate—”
she broke off, gasping.
He stilled his
tongue and fingers and waited until she began to speak again.
Her voice
almost a high pitched, needy wail, she continued, “—dream team of chef Magnus Corbett and
bartender Caroline Lundquist. The dishes display the usual competency and flare
that Magnus Corbett has always been known- been known for. However, the real
surprise of the evening was the new line of...”
She could have been
saying anything. He'd stopped paying attention the moment he'd buried his
tongue in her wet heat. Every time she grew more slick around his fingers, he
moaned. Her cream was the sweetest he'd ever tasted. If he had his way, he'd to
keep her here, hips pinned to his counter, cumming until she couldn't bear it
anymore.
About Michelle:
Michelle Roth is a novelist from the
Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign
lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s
probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.
In her spare time she is typically hanging out
with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking
road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other
people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently
available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely
filthy romance novels.
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