Alanea Alder
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KINDRED OF ARKADIA 5: FATED HEALING
Felix Kilpatrick survived years of hell in a mad Alpha’s cage and has finally made it to the safety of Arkadia. To make things even better, his best friend Sebastian has also found his way to Arkadia and offered to let him live with the Arkadian lion’s pride. He is living it up when he meets his mate. One overly neat, OCD, fastidious doctor.
Dr. Maddox Claybourne is content with his life in Arkadia. He tends to the occasional broken bone or contusion that is commonplace in a shifter only town. He is not prepared for a redheaded mate that wrecks his clinic, ignores his orders, and tries to serve him microwavable pizza!
It will take every ounce of skill between Felix and Claybourne to combat a mysterious illness that threatens to steal away the lives of those most precious in Arkadia. No one is safe when people begin to fall ill. Can Felix and Claybourne discover a cure in time? And when they can’t, can they live with the deaths this virus will leave in its wake?
Story Excerpt
Felix was about to say something to his
rude mate when Rebecca popped into the tent.
“Hey, Doc, do you have any human
blood?” she asked. Claybourne nodded.
“I’ve been keeping a stock of it since
it’s neutral to shifters and vampires,” he said putting the bandage rolls into
a neat row.
“Can I have a bag of it?” she asked. He
nodded again and pointed to the small portable medical mini fridge. She went
over, grabbed a bag, and left. Felix watched the entire thing in gross
fascination.
“You didn’t even ask why she needed
it,” he said, watching as his mate started organizing the bandages into three
rows of four instead of four rows of three.
“It’s Rebecca, sometimes it’s better
not to ask,” he said, sounding distracted. Felix walked over and bent his head
slightly to stare at his mate’s ass. Feeling slightly mischievous he reached
out and grabbed a solid handful of his mate’s round, muscular cheek. Claybourne
gave an undignified yelp and turned to face Felix. He was about to say something
when Rebecca raced back in.
“Hey, Doc, can a human ingest small,
diluted amounts of human blood?” she asked, She gawked at Claybourne’s flushed
face before looking over to Felix.
“Yes.” Claybourne’s voice broke and he
cleared his throat. “Yes, in small amounts human blood is safe to ingest,” His
voice returning to its normal lower octave.
“Yes!” she said as she raced back out.
Claybourne watched her leave, and a thoughtful look came over his face.
“Okay I have to admit, I’m intrigued,”
he said, facing Felix wearing the first real smile Felix had seen since walking
into the tent. Felix could feel his inner animal morph into a tiger. He was
reacting to being close to Claybourne.
“Tell me you feel it too,” Felix said
quietly. A shocked look appeared on Claybourne’s face.
“Of course I do. All I can think about
is getting you on the closest flat surface, but seeing as how you and I are the
only medically trained people in town, we cannot disappear on Field Day of all
days,” Claybourne said as his breathing became shallower. His eyes shifted from
his normal crystalline blue to a light sky blue.
“I thought you were a tiger,” Felix
asked, feeling his body respond to his mate’s growing need.
“I am. I’m a white Bengal tiger. My
eyes are blue, not the normal orange of a regular Bengal,” Claybourne
explained.
“I’m a hybrid,” Felix said He looked
down, unsure how his mate would react.
“I think that hybrids are the very best
that shifters can be,” Claybourne said. Felix felt tears prick his eyes. Being
a hybrid had opened him up to scorn before, and he was relieved that his mate
accepted him as he was.
“And of course your genetics and
physiology are fascinating,” Claybourne said, turning back to his table. Felix
was looking around for something to hit his mate with when David and Daniel
came running into the tent, Roman hot on their heels. The twins ducked behind
Claybourne, trying to use him as a shield.
“You do know I won’t help you, right?”
he said dispassionately.
“Yeah, but if Roman does to us what he
is threatening to do, we want you close by,” Daniel quipped. Seconds later an
annoyed Gabriel glided into the tent. He stood next to Roman who was glaring at
the twins.
“Ah, it’s the sarcastic doctor. You
didn’t by chance give Daniel and David blood did you?” Gabriel asked walking up
to stand next to Roman who was glaring at the twins.
“Of course not. I gave the blood to
Rebecca,” Claybourne said reasonably. Gabriel pinched the bridge of his nose.
“It’s actually not bad,” Rebecca said,
licking an ice cream cone as she walked into the tent.
“Wait, is there blood in the ice
cream?” Felix asked as he watched Rebecca lick the cold treat. She nodded.
“Yup. I saw that some ice cream parlor
out on the west coast has been using animal blood in ice cream. I thought that
since this is a shifter town that might not be a good idea, so we used human
blood for the vampires. It’s actually pretty good,” she said, looking at her
ice cream cone, then she looked at Gabriel. Standing on tiptoe she pushed it
onto his lips. He simply stared down at her with an eyebrow raised, the smear
of ice cream on his face taking away from his normally regal appearance.
Reluctantly he licked his lips and a surprised expression came over his face.
“You two made this?” he asked. The
twins nodded.
“I’ll have to call Ms.Brayburn back and
apologize for the shock she had when she saw the twins pouring blood from a
medical bag into the ice cream machine. She was complaining about wanting her
chocolate ice cream to Ashby who then in turn called me since he knew I was here
on the vampire panel we created to answer questions from the townspeople. I’ll
also have to buy Ashby new equipment for the shop,” Gabriel said, glaring at
the twins before reaching for Rebecca’s ice cream cone and taking a bite.
“That way we can keep the equipment you
used today at the coven house to make more. This is truly decadent.” Gabriel
held the ice cream cone in one hand and with the other offered the crook of his
elbow to Rebecca who took it daintily. Rebecca winked at the twins before they
both walked out. David and Daniel exhaled loudly.
Adult Excerpt
“I’m going to get you to relax. Leave
the mess. The world won’t end, I promise you.” Felix took their plates and put
them on the coffee table. Claybourne stared at them. His right eye began to twitch
slightly. He turned to Felix.
“The kitchen is dirty.” He rubbed his
hands on his pants leg. Felix boldly reached over to cup his mate’s crotch.
“Dirty is good. Want to make me dirty?”
Felix asked dropping his voice down to a whisper. He almost did a cartwheel
when he saw his mate’s eyes fade to a light blue. His tiger’s eyes were coming
out. Claybourne pushed Felix back and crawled over him. Felix had barely a
moment to take a breath before Claybourne’s mouth was on his and taking away
his sanity. Their tongues dueled and twined around each other. Felix had to
pull back, and he reached down and adjusted his jeans which had become
painfully tight.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, I don’t want
you damaged,” Claybourne said, grinning. Felix nodded and they both scrambled
off the couch. Felix raced after Claybourne, grabbing his ass the entire way
down the hall. When the cleared the door they both began stripping their
clothes. Felix knew that Claybourne must be out of his mind with lust since he
was tossing his clothes around the room. Claybourne, naked, turned to him, his
prick jutting out from his body already leaking copious amounts of pre-cum down
the hard length. Over the years trapped in his captor’s cage Felix had plenty
of time to fantasize about his future mate. He had imagined everything from
large bulky bears to lean lions, but nothing prepared him for the perfection of
his tiger. The man stood nearly a foot over his own five foot five height and
every inch of his body was covered in lean, tone muscles. His chest was dusted
with dark hair that trailed downward and divided his six pack beautifully. Felix’s
mouth began to water. The man had the body of a god. Claybourne walked around
the bed to the nightstand, and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Claybourne
threw the bottle to him. He caught it easily and waited until his mate was
standing in front of him again.
“Can I taste you?” he asked. Claybourne
whimpered and nodded.
“You never, ever have to ask that
question. Forever and ever amen the answer is yes.” Claybourne grabbed the base
of his shaft. Felix gave a sultry smile and began to sway his hips as he
stalked forward before dropping to his knees before his mate.
“Good, because I love to suck cock,”
Felix admitted before swallowing his mate’s impressive length down. Above his
head Felix heard an unintelligible chant of promises and curses. While holding
the base of his mate’s cock in one hand he flicked open the bottle of lube with
the other and began to work his fingers into his own hole, stretching himself.
He groaned at the sensation of having his mate’s cock in his mouth as he played
with his own ass. Felix reveled in the taste of his mate. He ran his tongue up
and down the soft skin of the long shaft. He loved every line, tracing the
thick heavy vein. He swirled his tongue around the spongy head before dipping
his tongue into the slit. He hummed his satisfaction. His mate tasted like
nectar.
“Please stop, much more and I’ll come,”
Claybourne begged, trying to catch his breath.
Felix stood. “It’s a good thing I’m all
stretched and ready for you. I don’t think I can wait another second to have
this gorgeous cock in my ass.” Felix climbed onto the bed, and made sure he
wiggled his ass every chance he got. Claybourne let out a loud rumble and
pounced on him.
“Turn over, my mate, I need to see you
when I take you,” Claybourne said, his voice deep. Felix shivered when he saw
that his mate’s canines were out. Felix rolled over onto his back and pulled
his knees to his chest before spreading his legs wide. Claybourne stared down
at him.
“You are the most beautiful thing I
have ever seen,” he whispered.
BEHIND THE SCENES
Q
Do you write
full-time or part-time?
I
write part time. I have a full time job where I normally put in between 50-60
hours per week at.
Q
Do you have a
special time to write or how is your day structured?
I
like to write in the early morning when I get off of work. I works overnights
on the East coast, so my hours are completely backwards to everyone else.
Q
Do you write every
day?
No,
some days it’s book planning or outlining. I also try to balance that with time
on Facebook chatting with my peeps and web building. Social networking is a
huge part of being a writer.
Q
Do you aim for a set
amount of words/pages per day?
No,
I don’t like to feel like I HAVE to write. If I try to force it, I’m usually
unhappy with what I’ve written.
Q
Do you work to an
outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?
I
do both. I have a rough outline, but when I sit down and start typing sometimes
my characters are in the driver’s seat.
Q
How do you think
you’ve evolved creatively?
I’m
using a wider range of words to describe things. To help with steamy scenes I
started an Explicit Word spreadsheet LOL
Q
What was the hardest
thing about writing your latest book?
Fated
Forgiveness which is being released Nov 7th, was pretty straightforward. But
the one after that was hard due to medical terminology. It’s also my tear
jerker and emotional roller coaster book. I am warning my readers in advance.
Have tissues ready.
Q
What is the easiest
thing about writing?
Talking
to my characters
Q
How long on average
does it take you to write a book?
On
average I would say 2-3 weeks
Q
Any tips on how to
get through the dreaded writer’s block?
Either
I start outlining something new which may trigger needed plot points in the
book prior or I skip to the end of the book and write it backwards J
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