Book 2 in the New Species series. The books can be read as stand-alone stories, but it is advisable to read them in order to get the most enjoyment from the series.
Dr. Trisha Norbit is flat on her back in a hospital bed, pinned under a really big New Species male. Though drugged out of his mind, he promises her ecstasy and is determined to deliver--but hospital staff intervenes. 215 is a man Trisha will never forget. But, when she meets him again at Homeland...he doesn't even remember her!
The nosy new doctor wants to know all about the breeding habits between humans and Species. Slade proposes a hands-on education but she's not interested in a one-night stand. He can't offer more because he's haunted by the memory of a woman he once tried to claim. He's shocked when he realizes they are one and the same. He's blown it--she'll never give him a chance now.
But, when her life is in danger, he's the only one who can save her. As they flee through the wilderness, their desire ignites and cannot be denied. Hot sex, on the run, has consequences that are even more dangerous and will change their lives forever.
Reader Advisory: There is a scene of an attempted rape.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Slade by Laurann Dohner
She studied his face closely, fascinated. His cheekbones were more pronounced than a typical human and his nose wider and shaped...different. She bit her lip as she leaned closer to get a better look at the generous lips that hid his canine teeth well, until they were pulled back. She only hesitated for a second before digging into her pocket to slip on a glove before she reached for his mouth, intent on getting a second look at those teeth while she had the opportunity.
His full lips were soft, perfectly formed, and warm. She hadn't noticed that last night but she'd been too busy assessing injuries, not facial traits. She gently used her gloved fingers to pull down on his lower lip. His bottom teeth appeared normal except his side teeth were sharp, canine style. She used her thumb to gently lift his top lip as she bent forward to get a closer look and gently cupped his face in her ungloved palm. She opened his jaw wider and held his mouth open. She had to stretch over his chest to get a better look, studying what she saw.
She visually examined the extended teeth, the sharp points, and wished she knew more about dentistry. She leaned lower, realized her hair fell on his bare chest but wasn't concerned about waking him. He'd been heavily sedated during surgery and it would be hours before he woke. Her face hovered mere inches from his mouth while she examined his back teeth, and took mental notes. The upper and lower molars were definitely canine, sharper than human teeth. His abnormal teeth were there for tearing and chewing.
Trisha pulled her finger and thumb out of his mouth to allow it to close, still cradling his chin on her palm. She looked at his face again to study his flatter, wider nose but instead she found herself staring into a pair of wide-open, amazing blue eyes that peered right back into her startled ones.
"Hi," he rasped softly in a gruff rumble.
Trisha jumped. It startled her that the patient was awake when he shouldn't be. She tried to pull away from him but two hands grabbed her arms. Her hip banged the side of the bed when he yanked on her hard, pulling her down on top of him. Pain shot through her hip from the impact with the metal rail when he flipped her into the narrow space next to him. His weight crushed her body into the mattress when he rolled on top of her, pinning her under him.
Trisha began to struggle after a few seconds when she realized what had happened. The patient's hands slid along her arms to grasp her wrists, yanked them above her head, and a loud growl tore from his throat. The sound was surprising, so scary and vicious that it froze Trisha with instant terror. She stared up at the very masculine face hovering inches above hers. His strangely hypnotic eyes seemed to look right into her soul as he studied her intently until his eyes narrowed. His tongue slid from between his generous lips to swipe across his lower one.
"You're new. Didn't they warn you to never cross the kill-zone line?" His gaze lowered to her throat but returned to her face. "And it was really stupid not to chain me down. Didn't they give you the rundown on how to handle us, Doc? You never remove the restraints."
She found her voice finally. "You're in a hospital. You're going to be fine."
He frowned. Trisha was pinned under him, his body pressed tightly against hers from breast to feet. She also couldn't ignore his heavy weight or the fact that his body totally blanketed hers.
"I don't know if I should mount or kill you," he growled softly. He shifted his body over hers suddenly, causing Trisha to gasp when something hard pressed against her. There was no mistaking the fact he had an erection when he settled on her again, pressing his hardened cock right against the seam of her thighs. "My vote is mounting you since I'd hate to kill something so beautiful." He grinned at her. It frightened Trisha when she saw his sharp teeth. "Ever wanted to be fucked by an animal, beauty?"
"I don't care," he growled softly, cutting her off. "Kiss me, beauty. Then I'll show you what you've been missing. I've decided to mount you. I just can't resist." His nostrils flared as he inhaled and a deep groan rumbled from his parted lips. "I'm so hard for you and you smell so good."
Panic seized Trisha. She screamed. "Help!"
215 stared down at her and smiled. "No one would be stupid enough to come inside this room to try to save you, beauty. You took the restraints off and now you're mine."