Moonlight Desires: Moonlight Fervor, #1

By Marilyn Lee

How do you fight your own nature?

Vampire/wolf-shifter Acier Gautier has a dual nature. Part vampire and part wolf-shifter, Acier, as Alpha Supreme-in- waiting of Pack Gautier must learn that even he can't always control what destiny has in store for him.

While running from the one woman he desires most but knows he cannot have, Acier encounters one of the only beings able to handle his strong sexual passions.

The two have nothing in common. But under the spell of the full moon, hidden passions explode and the night comes alive with the sounds of satisfied lust as they engage in a feast of sex, blood, and a struggle for domination, from which only one can emerge victorious.

Moonlight Desires is a paranormal romance for readers who love alpha males and the women they can't resist.

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Review quotes for Moonlight Desires by Marilyn Lee

4 Stars!

Ms. Lee definitely knows how to turn up the heat and engage a reader's desire and passion.

~Reva Moore, Just Erotic Romance Newsletter

5 Stars!

…a powerful, touching, and suspenseful story with passionate loves scenes and animated and spirited secondary characters. I will recommend this story to anyone who loves a spicy romance story.

~Susan Holly, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

The sex scenes are very hot and explosive, the story well told and the hero is a strong man with strong convictions…a man you can't help but fall in love with. …a wonderful, sizzling hot story…that should not be missed.

~Lisa Lambrecht, In The Library Review

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marilyn Lee Unleashed
• Release date: Mar 31, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393096993

Marilyn Lee

Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), mysteries (loves the old Charlie Chan mysteries. Her all-time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favorites). Marilyn has won numerous writing accolades, including a CAPA award for Bloodlust: Conquering Mikhel Dumont and the following Lub-Dubs Awards for 2009: Lifetime Achievement Award, In Blood And Worth Loving (Best erotic novel and best sci-fi/fantasy/paranormal Award. She loves to hear from readers who can email her at [e-mail] or who can visit her website, http://www.marilynlee.org. Visit her Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/marilyn.lee.393950?ref=tn_tnmn) She has a Yahoo! Group called Love Bytes that readers can join by sending an email to [e-mail]

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Chapter One

I really need you to do this for me.

Acier Gautier sat in the living section of his custom-built RV and sighed. The man on the other end of the long-distance call had been there for him and Etienne when they’d needed him most—when they’d left Pack Gautier against the Supreme Alpha’s wishes and struck out on their own some twenty years earlier. Practically penniless and uncertain how they could manage without the support of the pack, Maurice Williams had become his literary agent, banker and friend to them both. Acier chose to make his living writing. Etienne made his with the face, physique, and charm that drove women wild. Although not pleased by Etienne’s choice, Mo had supported them both. They owed Mo a lot. Still—

Mo, you know ordinarily I’d love to keep an eye on Raven. He opened the blinds in the living area of the RV and glanced upward.

That night the moon would be full. He would not be at his best. Already he was in prowl heat. His dual needs for blood and sex were at the point where they would soon override all other considerations. Although Mo had known them for some twenty-two years, Mo didn’t know what he or Etienne were. He frowned. Hell, even he wasn’t sure what they were.

He had always hated being torn between his two worlds, neither entirely wolf-shifter nor fully vampire. Because they were half-breeds and their mother a wolf-shifter, the vampire community had rejected them. He, his mother, and Etienne had suffered some lean emotional times before finally being accepted, if not embraced, by his mother’s wolf-shifter pack. He could still remember as a young pup, having their mother hold him and Etienne in her arms while she sobbed softly, uncertain what was to become of them. He still carried the mental scars of being neither wolf-shifter nor vampire. Not knowing who their father was did not seem to bother Etienne. In truth, as long as he had a willing woman in his bed, not much seemed to bother Etienne.

Acier, however, felt a burning need to know who had fathered them. Now, at forty, he was determined to learn who they were so he could visit vengeance upon the selfish, uncaring vampire who had sired them and left them to face the world alone.

Once he had called the unknown and despised male to account, he could then return to Den Gautier and take his rightful place as Den Alpha. In his absence, his cousin Xavier handled the day-to-day den business, but that was not an ideal situation as the pack members sometimes sought him out in bewilderment, certain that he no longer viewed their welfare as important. This was a situation that could not continue. Each pack member needed to know that his or her concerns were Acier’s concerns and that he would overcome any obstacles to assure they were happy and secure.

Besides, he was needed in Pack Gautier. More, he missed the pack. Etienne didn’t seem to miss the structure of pack life, and since leaving the pack, he leaned more towards the vampire side of their nature.

I am coming for you.

Those words had haunted Acier for the last several months. At a hundred and thirty, the Supreme Pack Alpha, Aime Gautier was growing old and weary. Acier, Alpha of one of the biggest dens in Pack Gautier, was needed at home to help battle the pack’s internal and external enemies. Just as he was about to abandon his search for their father and return to assume the position of Supreme Alpha for which Aime had groomed him for ten years, those words had come to him in a dream, taunting him and had been with him ever since. I am coming for you.

He opened his wallet and stared at a small snapshot of a large watercolor portrait his mother had done just before she died. It was a picture of a man with glowing eyes and bared incisors. Etienne, who sometimes exhibited traits of psychic powers, had led him to the picture of their father, an unknown vampire, who had impregnated their mother and then disappeared before he and Etienne were born. His jaw clenched. He was not prepared to sit back and wait for the male who had abandoned them to come find them at his leisure. One day he would find him and then...

He snapped his wallet shut and rose. Now is not a good time for me, Mo.

I can appreciate that, but we’re talking about Raven here, Acier. I won’t have a moment’s peace with her so far from home for the first time...spreading her wings. If you can’t help, I’ll have to risk her wrath and follow her myself. I can’t have every Tom, Dick, and Harry sniffing at my baby girl.

He sighed. He had to help. Now that Leon had taken complete leave of his purebred senses, Mo was his oldest and dearest friend. And like Aime, Mo was growing frighteningly frail and old. At twenty-two, Raven was the youngest of the three daughters Mo had raised alone after his wife’s death. He had never remarried, devoting himself entirely to his daughters. They were everything to him. He knew if he didn’t help, Mo would worry himself into even worse health.

How long will she be here? he asked, moving slowly through the RV.

Two, maybe three weeks, tops. Can I count on you?

Yes. He tried not to sound as ungracious as he felt. True he hadn’t seen Raven for ten years, but how bad could her visit be? They had always gotten along well and he could put his search on hold long enough to make sure Mo’s baby girl had a safe and happy two weeks in and round New York city and Philadelphia. If he were lucky, Etienne would show up and take her off his hands for part of that time. When she left, he would resume his search for the soulless bastard who had abandoned them. Sure. It will be great to see her again.

Mo sighed. You don’t know how big a load this is off of my shoulders. Now I’m counting on you, Acier, because I know she’ll be safe with you.

Of course she will. I’ll guard her like she was my own pup.

What? Your own what?

Mo sounded shocked and he realized what he’d called Raven. Just an expression of affection, he said hastily. I’m glad to help, Mo. He would go on the prowl and be back at the rural trailer park between Philadelphia and New Jersey where he’d spent the last two months by the time Raven arrived. When is she arriving?

She should be there some time this evening.

He paused in the kitchen area. What?! Shit! He couldn’t have her around while he was in heat and about to go on the prowl. Mo, that changes everything. You have to call her and tell her to go stay at a hotel for a few days until I come pick her up.

She’s looking forward to staying with you, Acier.

With me? Mo, I live in an RV with one bed. Etienne sleeps on the floor when he visits. Where is she supposed to sleep?

Don’t pretend you’re living in some pokey trailer with barely enough room to walk around in. I’ve seen that 50-foot, half a million-dollar RV of yours, Acier...with the loveseat bed. She can sleep there. But if you need a few days, just tell her when she arrives.

Yeah, but, Mo—

How is Etienne?

He’s fine. He’s just wrapped up filming for the season on the show and he’s doing reshoots for the adult pay movie I told you about.

Mo snorted. Movie? Call it what it is, Acier, porn. You write it and he lives it.

He frowned. It’s not porn, Mo. It’s literary erotic fiction. And like the vampire and werewolf series I write, of which you’re so proud and fond, my screenplays have a plot, three dimensional characters, and a sound reason for everything that happens, including the sex. The scripts I write for Etienne are just as good as anything else I write.

Acier, you are talented whether you’re writing novels or smut for Etienne. But this Wyatt Diamond adventure series is just an excuse for Etienne to bang every woman he comes across in every conceivable position.

He smiled suddenly. He likes sex.

Now there’s an understatement if I ever heard one. Between the two of you, you must have bedded a quarter of the women in any city or town you’ve been in longer than a few weeks.

He laughed. I like sex, too, he admitted. And it’s hardly our fault if women keep dropping their drawers the moment they meet us.

There’s more to life than bedding an endless succession of women, Acier.

Maybe so, but for now that’s what we enjoy most.

You could both benefit from settling down.

Marriage doesn’t interest either of us at the moment.

At the moment? The two of you are forty, Acier, not twenty! You need to think about settling down while you’re still young enough to enjoy having children.

From Mo’s point of view, he knew he and Etienne should have been married and have had a few kids by now, but wolf-shifters lived long lives compared to humans. And with their vampire blood, there was no telling what sort of lifespan he and Etienne could expect. Not that he could tell Mo any of that.

You both need a good woman, but I suppose you’ll have to reach that conclusion yourself, Mo went on when he remained silent. Listen, thanks and I’ll talk to you about that book of yours that’s late in a week or so. Oh, and Treena expects to see you and Etienne at the wedding. Tell Etienne no excuses. And that goes for you, too. You’ve missed entirely too many important milestones in my girls lives, Acier. We took you and Etienne into our family years ago. Now it’s time to act like a family member and start showing up for big family events.

Treena was Maurice’s middle daughter, several years older than Raven. Yeah, we both know it’s more than our lives are worth to miss Treena’s special day, Mo. I know I’ve missed some big events, but—

Acier, there’s always a but with you and Etienne. Either we’re important to you or we’ve not.

He swallowed hard, feeling as if the air had been knocked out of his lungs. You have no idea how much you mean to me...how much all of you do.

Mo softened his voice. Both you and Etienne mean a lot to us as well, Acier.

He sighed, running a hand over his hair. Mo, that makes this difficult to say, but about Raven—

She’s been looking forward to seeing you for weeks now, Acier. Please, don’t disappoint her again.

No, I won’t, but Mo—

Tell Etienne I said if he doesn’t call me soon, his big behind is mine the next time I see him.

I’ll tell him, Mo, but—

Later.

He waited until Mo hung up before slamming his cordless phone down on the small kitchen counter top. He’d been played like a damn fiddle! He rose and paced the area in front of his loveseat, his cock beginning to feel constricted. Stalking to his bedroom, he reached into his pants and removed the support cup he wore over his genitals when he wasn’t on