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Winter's Wolf - Tara Lain
Series: Tales of the Harker Pack #3
Published by: Dreamspinner Press, on 27 February 2015
Genres: LGBT, Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy
Pages: 220, Format: eARC
Source: Enchantress of Book Blogtours
Reading Challenges: 2015 New Release Challenge, LGBT Challenge 2015, Winter COYER 2014 2015
Winter Thane was raised on the two cardinal rules of werewolf existence: don’t reveal yourself to humans under penalty of death, and there’s no such thing as a gay werewolf. It’s no surprise when his father drags him from his wild life in remote Canada back to Connecticut to meet his old pack in hopes it will persuade Winter to abandon his love of sex with human males. Of course Dad’s hopes are dashed when they come face-to-face with the gay werewolves in the Harker pack.
Winter takes one look at FBI agent, Matt Partridge, and decides bird is his favorite food. Partridge is embroiled in an investigation into drug dealing and the death of a fellow agent. He can’t let himself get distracted by the young, platinum-haired beast, but then Winter proves invaluable in the search for clues, a move that winds them both up in chains and facing imminent death. Winter quickly learns his father’s motives are questionable, the pack alphas are a bunch of pussies, humans aren’t quite what they seem, and nothing in the forests of Connecticut is pure except love.
Welcome to my stop on the Winter’s Wolf blogtour, hosted by Enchantress of Books Blogtours. I have my review to share with you today, as well as my favorite quotes and an international giveaway! So come on in and get comfy with Winter
Winter’s Wolf blew me away! Winter is a great character, and I loved how true to himself he stayed throughout the story. Matt, the FBI agent we met in Wolf in Gucci Loafers had a very important part to play, too. I loved how Damon, Winter’s father, changed his outlook on a lot of things as well, because at the beginning, he was slightly homophobe, had very strict views on human / shifter relations, and really just wanted to fall in line with the local pack.
The mystery Winter and Matt had to solve in Winter’s Wolf unfolded really nicely, and it took a long while before my suspicions turned anything specific up that I could work with in order to help them solve it And the relationship between Matt and Winter felt so real, they were both afraid of being too honest, only to not have their feelings returned, but at the same time it was impossible for them to resist each other.
I felt like I was right in the action along with the characters, from the first line, they grabbed my attention and kept my eyes riveted as I clicked ‘next page’ to see where I would be taken next. Written in third person point of view, past tense and mostly from Winter’s perspective, Winter’s Wolf is definitely a story every paranormal romance / urban fantasy fan should read. Strong alpha males are sexy, even when they only have eyes for each other!
Winter crossed his arms. “I never said I wanted to marry the guy. I just wanted to bang him.”
“No! There’s no such thing as a gay werewolf! On top of that, the male was a human. The prime law of our society is to keep our existence from humans.”
Her lases fluttered. Lesson one. Werewolf females are just as stupid as humans. Winter walked toward the bar, leaving his father to catch up.
Was Winter gay? Strongest, smartest, most alpha of alpha males he’d ever known.
Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her bestselling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soulmate husband and her soulmate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books.
Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
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Walk slowly. Look casual. Matt left the way he’d come—out the back door. When his feet hit dirt, he jogged away from the club and ducked behind the shed that had been built on the edge of the forest.
Going to die. Heart can’t beat this hard and survive.
He leaned against the shed and gasped for breath, but his cock had grown to the size of a monster, stealing all his oxygen. Think. What the fuck are you doing? No reasonable human being could believe that Winter Thane wanted Matt Partridge, so there had to be an ulterior motive. The dude had asked the marshal about him. For all Matt knew, Winter could be involved in the disappearance of the agent. Maybe he wanted to discredit Matt or—maybe he had something to do with the weird wolf stories. Jesus, the only man he’d ever seen who looked more like a wolf than Cole Harker had to be Winter Thane. Those eyes. Even his teeth were sharp. All the better to eat you with. He closed his eyes and banged his head against the metal siding. Those teeth scraping his cock—
“Dreaming of me?”
Matt’s eyes flew open. “Shit! How did you get here?”
He looked over his shoulder. “Like you said. Out the front, around the side.”
“But I didn’t hear you.”
He grinned. Oh yes, those teeth glistened. “I’m sneaky.”
Matt took a breath, pushed away from the shed, and walked a couple of steps toward the trees. Need distance. “Look. I don’t mean to lead you on, but I’m with the FBI and this isn’t a good idea—”
The hand that gripped his shoulder must have been iron. In one move, Winter grabbed him, pulled him against a body so hard and hot it penetrated Matt’s jacket on contact, hauled Matt’s head back, and covered his mouth in a devouring kiss.
Tongue. Teeth. Perfection.
Winter held Matt’s head both hard and gentle, like he wanted to control him but didn’t want to hurt him. Oh God, so nice. He tasted like beer and smelled like—what? Musky and clean at the same time, like Matt’s dog Buster when he was freshly washed. Man, he wanted to bury his nose in Winter’s neck like he did with Buster.
Winter reduced the speed and intensity of the kiss from fast food to a gourmet meal. He licked and nibbled, tasted and savored, his tongue a finely tuned instrument exploring every cranny of Matt’s mouth. He’d never been so completely kissed. So much so that even the screaming pressure of his cock couldn’t make him want Winter to move on. Matt twined his arms around Winter’s neck. Standing only six feet, he couldn’t get his cock to meet Winter’s, but the prod of that big rod against his belly made him want to beg. He pulled his mouth away an inch. “I should arrest you for carrying a lethal weapon.”
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