Mac sighed and shook his head. “We have no intention of playing ourselves in a movie.”
The vampire moved closer to Mac. “You will if you want us to back off.”
“Excuse me?”
Rose shared a confused look with Thomas.
“You will all be in the movie, give as many cocky interviews as possible and allow yourselves to be photographed by the paparazzi. Our people will go to work immediately. By the time the movie releases—”
Mac interrupted him with a smile. “I see.”
She didn’t. “What? You see what?”
The expression in his eyes when he looked at her was passionate. Tender. “We’ll be a disappointment. A letdown after an overblown buildup. The worst movie adaptation ever made. Something that only comes on in the middle of the night, if at all.”
Thomas rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and shook his head. “By the next year, everyone will have forgotten us. Forgotten we exist. Again.”
Saint sniffed. “Speak for yourself please, shifter. I’m unforgettable.”
She looked at Mac again. “Is that what you want?”
He nodded, and she could see something in his eyes that didn’t frighten her anymore. “The only thing I want more is you.”
She held out her hand to the blond giant. “It’s a deal.”
Chapter Seven
“Tell me how you did it again?”
Mac watched Rose smile as she slipped her earrings in at the dressing table of the Nevada hotel room. “I let us see your castle in Scotland, let Magnolia see the humiliation scene she’d been hoping for…but every human in the audience thought they were watching us perform our romantic duet.”
He moved closer, his hands caressing her bare shoulders. “All at the same time? And you say you aren’t the talented one in your family. Did we win?”
She laughed. “You know we did, Mac. Jolene and Hobie got to break ground on the new school library last week.”
It felt good, knowing he helped make that happen. It was liberating, stepping out of the shadows. For a while. After they’d agreed to be in the movie and the press found out about the singing, the offers for a recording deal had started pouring in. Mac had simply handed them over to Saint, knowing he would make them go away.
Soon it would be over. The popularity. The attention. Soon, he’d take Rose to his family home and spent the rest of his eternity making sure she never wanted to leave.
“How did you do that other thing?”
She stood up from her chair in nothing but her underwear, reaching for the dress she’d planned to wear for their celebratory performance at the Belly Up Bar. She’d been looking forward to it for days. Rose and Ume had quickly bonded and Margo was…well, she was a different kind of woman than Rose was used to. Kind. Compassionate. Human. Rose deserved kindness. She deserved everything.
“I said,” she spoke patiently over her shoulder. “What other thing are you referring to?”
He reached for her waist and whirled her around until her large breasts were pressed against his bare chest. “That thing you did when you made the grumpy vampire fall in love with you.”
“Oh that.”
“Yes.”
She slid her arms around his waist and cupped his jean-covered ass. “I’ll never tell, rogue. Not unless you make me.”
“I can do that.” Mac kissed her gently. Her lips. Her cheek. “I might need your special brand of inspiration, since I left most of my interrogation tools at home.”
He watched as the room changed before his eyes. Rose backed away from him and held up her arms, which were instantly cuffed to a Saint Andrews Cross in a club full of people watching them and cheering them on.
She did like to be watched, his demon lover. Mac didn’t mind, as long as he was the only one who got to touch her. He noticed the table heavily weighted with wands and whips, her favorite vibrator and a butt plug. “I admire your attention to detail, Rose, I really do.”
Her skin flushed. “Thank you. I take pride in my work.”
“With all of this at my disposal I’m certain I can make you talk.” If he could make himself wait.
“Please try.”
He bent his head and bit down firmly on her nipple before soothing it with a gentle lick.
“Unfair.”
“I know you like that.” So did he. God, he’d been right. He was never going to get enough of her. Every day he wanted her more, and every night he looked forward to the next. After all this time he finally had something to live for.
Rose.
He reached for the lubricated plug with a shaky sigh. He loved watching her take this. “I think this will do for now. If you can remove these obstacles.”
“Yes.” The cross disappeared, leaving two posts behind to keep her arms bound—the way they’d been in that first fantasy. One of his favorites.
“This is your projection, my love. Yes what?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“That’s right.” He walking behind her and placed one hand between her shoulders, watching as she bent forward as far as the chains would allow. “Are you ready to talk?”
“Never, vampire. Do your worst.”
“How about my best?”
She shuddered as he slowly inserted the toy, his restraint slipping away with every soft whimper from her throat. “God that’s good, love. You like that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you want more?”
She shivered. “Always.”
Need hit Mac’s frame and shook him—made his hands tremble. She really had put a spell on him. That was the only explanation. “Someday I’m going to be able to hold out longer than you can.”
Mac gripped her hips and slid his erection between her already damp thighs. “But it won’t be today. Jesus, Rose, you’re going to kill me.”
The crowd watching them cheered and reached for each other, bodies writhing on the floor in reaction to Rose’s arousal.
She really did have an eye for detail.
Mac couldn’t tease her, couldn’t hold back long enough to play out this fantasy. Not today. Not until he’d gotten this frenzied reaction to her a little more under control.
It could take weeks.
Centuries.
“Love you,” he muttered as he pressed his lips against her neck, his arms tight around her waist to hold her steady while he pumped inside her. “Love you, wild Rose.”
“Mac. I love you too. So much. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
Never.
“Folks, I’m more excited than I can tell you to see so many new faces in Belly Up tonight. Hobie and I know you’re waiting for our very special guests and the winners of the Las Vegas singing competition that saved our school, Mac and Rose.”
Jolene cheered with the crowd and then leaned in again. “You may not know this, but Hobie and I aren’t exactly good with computers. We had no idea our hero was a Hollywood actor when we met him. That trickster even told us his name was Angus, if you can believe it. And now, he and the fellow stars of Shifting Reality are going to recreate their roles on the big screen!” She sniffed. “He’s a good boy so I hope you’ll all go out and support him when it’s released. And Hobie and I have been invited to the premiere, so if you see me with something fattening in my hand? You just say two words to me. Red carpet.”
The microphone buzzed and she squinted, looking around the room. “They’re running a bit behind, I’m guessing? But until then, I’m told by her husband that one of Mac’s dearest friends used to be a singer herself. Margo Lyons? Can you come on over here and help me out before I get desperate and call Hobie up to do some beatboxing?”
When Margo—after a lot of chanting from the crowd and promises of sexual favors from her husband—finally got on the stage, Saint smiled.
“She’s going to punish you for this. You know that, right?”
Thomas smiled. “She’s been singing around the house since we found out about the competition. I just thought it was time
for her to enjoy her gift again. And she has the sexiest damn voice.”
He glanced up from his phone to see Ume smiling at him. “Speaking of sexy,” he purred. “Are you sure you want to wait for Mac and my cousin? I have a feeling we won’t be getting a performance out of them for at least a few more hours.”
Ume winked at him. “Rose really wanted to see us. From what I remember, it’ll be worth the wait.”
“Dirty girl.” But he was easy. Whatever Ume wanted. His phone buzzed and he looked down. “Interesting.”
Thomas was staring unblinking at the stage, but Ume leaned closer. “What is it, babe?”
“Manx.” Saint licked his lips. “You remember him, I’m sure.”
Ume blushed. “Of course I do. Is he okay?”
“Probably not. I think he’s rambling. Something about a naked genie in his computer and a wish gone awry. I’m sure it’s fine.”
Thomas turned to look at him. “A what in his where?”
“A girl. Something about a girl.”
His friend’s green eyes darkened and he looked back up at his wife on the stage. “Isn’t it always?”
Saint nodded, watching Ume’s hair fall in a shimmer of silk across her shoulders. “And aren’t we lucky?”
Maybe he’d talk to the script supervisor in the morning. This scene was too good to be left out of their movie. Unless he went against the vampires wishes and ensured its success. Then he could add it to Shifting Reality: The Sequel.
Mac would kill him, but it might be worth it.
He didn’t want people to think he’d gone soft.
“I’m bad,” he muttered to himself in amusement. He responded to his friend’s cry for help, realized the instant Mac’s GPS had turned on that they were on their way, bought a present for Ume and added some new code to his videogame. “But they would all be lost without me.”
My Shifter Showmance
Samhain Publishing
A Shifter, A Vampire and A Demon walk into a bar…
Shifting Reality, Book 1
Thomas Lyons is your average cat shifter. Cool, seductive…and bored out of his mind. With the new popularity of all things paranormal, he doesn’t see why he should hide anymore. When his half-demon technophile roommate hooks him up with a computer, Thomas starts a blog announcing to the world who and what he is. Oddly enough, the more he shares, the less he’s believed. In fact, people begin thinking it’s a new online series with fantastic effects.
Margo Sheffield doesn’t dance on tables anymore, not since her reckless naïveté cost her so much. These days, her only guilty pleasures are dark chocolate, shoes—and a certain website with a man whose purring voice sends shivers down her spine. When the show, Shifting Reality, offers a week in a haunted Scottish castle with the stars, it seems a far-off dream. But when that dream becomes reality, her boss’s insistence that she mix business with pleasure—or else—is more like a nightmare.
Thomas’s focus on the show is blown by the luscious, camera-shy handful. And Margo can barely think about contracts when she’s surrounded by newlywed ghost hunters, a matchmaking demon and a man whose addictive touch makes her head spin. A showmance is the last thing she needs, but with a sexy cat like Thomas on the prowl…she just can’t resist.
Warning: Tons of explicit sex. A cat shifter with an oral fixation, voyeurism, anal sex, sex in pantries, with ghosts…you get the idea.
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My Demon Saint
Samhain Publishing
Would you like to play a game?
Shifting Reality, Book 2
Saint is half human, half demon…all trouble. With his roommate Thomas mated to Margo, and Mac on one of those long, lonely, feeling-eternally-sorry-for-yourself vampire vacations, Saint is on his own and restless.
A lovesick shifter’s request to locate a woman isn’t exactly his idea of fun—he’s no matchmaker—but he agrees. And finds not only his quarry, but a whole lot more than he bargained for: a top player in his own online game that, until now, has somehow escaped his notice. A woman so tempting that when she touches the keyboard with her fingertips, he can feel it right down to his bones.
Housebound for the last few years due to an accident, Ume’s only distraction from the endless physical therapy sessions has been an online role-playing game. When she logs in this time, though, something is different. She finds herself lost in the game—literally—and falling for a mysterious warrior on her way to face the Demon King in his lair.
And that’s before it gets weird.
Warning: Explicit sex. One sexy, smart-mouthed demon, an adventure game, and more than a touch of kink. Sex online and then sex ONLINE. Spanking, silk ropes, a blindfold, one wild threesome between a Mystic, a Warrior and a Kitsune…and every online gamer’s dream come true.
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Other Books from RG Alexander
Fireborne Series
Burn With Me
Make Me Burn
Burn Me Down-coming soon
Bigger in Texas Series
Big Bad John
Mr. Big Stuff-coming soon
Book 3-coming soon
The DD4 Series
Dirty Delilah - Riding Desire Anthology
Children Of The Goddess Series
Regina In The Sun
Lux In Shadow
Twilight Guardian
Midnight Falls
Eternal Guardian
Wicked Series
Wicked Sexy
Wicked Bad
Wicked Release
Shifting Reality Series
My Shifter Showmance
My Demon Saint
My Vampire Idol
Temptation Unveiled Series
Lifting The Veil
Piercing The Veil
Behind The Veil
Superhero Series
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Who Needs Another Superhero?
Kinky Oz Series
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Surrender Dorothy
More Than Mènage
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About RG Alexander
R.G. Alexander (aka Rachel Grace) is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has written over 30 books in the erotic paranormal, contemporary and sci-fi/fantasy genres for multiple e-publishers and Berkley Heat.
She has lived all over the United States, studied archaeology and mythology, been a nurse and a vocalist, and now? A writer who dreams of vampires, witches and airship battles, and feels lucky every day that she gets to share her stories with her readers. She is happily married to a talented chef who is her best friend, her research assistant, and the love of her life.
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