Wicked

By Crystal Jordan

Lynx shifter Farah has never been interested in limiting herself to a single mate, though she's instinctively drawn to the unrestrained lust of The Wild, her people's mating time. She's particularly aroused by the sight of two men pleasuring a female together. But as she gives in to her desire with Ryan and Eric, Farah begins to suspect the impossible: that both men could be her mates….

• Language: English
• Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers Australia
• Release date: Apr 1, 2012
• ISBN: 9781460813904

Crystal Jordan

Crystal Jordan began writing romance after she finished graduate school and needed something to fill the hours that used to be eaten away by homework. She is originally from California, but has lived and worked all over the United States. Currently, she serves as a librarian at a university in her home state and writes paranormal, futuristic, contemporary, and erotic romance. Crystal loves to hear from her readers via her email: [e-mail]

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Lynx shifter Farah has never been interested in limiting herself to a single mate, though she’s instinctively drawn to the unrestrained lust of The Wild, her people’s mating time. She’s particularly aroused by the sight of two men pleasuring a female together. But as she gives in to her desire with Ryan and Eric, Farah begins to suspect the impossible: that both men could be her mates….

WICKED

Crystal Jordan

www.millsandboon.com.au

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Wicked

The Wild time was almost over.

A shame, because Farah loved it. She could feel the heat loosening its grip on her body, and she mourned the loss. It would be another year before she felt the instincts of her feline side slice through her so keenly. Why did it have to end, this time away from time? It always drew to a close long before she was ready.

The chill of a mountain breeze brushed against her, but she’d shifted into her Lynx form, and her thick tawny-and-black spotted fur made her impervious to the cold of gathering dusk. Her claws dug into the soft ground as she wove her way through the trees and down the mountainside. Her car was parked at the base with all the others belonging to the shifters who came to Wild.

Something tugged at her senses, made her pause in her tracks. She glanced around, but saw no one. The birds twittered in the trees, the night animals beginning to stir in the forest. She could smell other Lynx, but nothing seemed out of place. Twitching her shoulders, she took a few more steps down the slope when her instincts stopped her again. They urged her away from the direction of her car, told her something good awaited her if she went left instead of right. She huffed out a breath and gave in to the internal pull. She didn’t want to leave anyway, so what would it hurt to take a few more minutes and see what lay in that direction. She turned and trotted toward the sound of running water. A few nimble leaps and she went from a small boulder to a massive one overlooking a wide river that snaked its way down to a lake. The long rows of parked vehicles were beyond the lake,