Book Spotlight~ Nareen of the Draca by Louisa Kelley

Nareen of the Draco by Louisa Kelley
Series Name: Daughters of Draca, Book 3
Loose Id Publishing
Fantasy/Paranormal
Available at Amazon / Publisher 

Lusty tales of the Draca continue with Nareen, dragon shape-shifter and Queen of the ancient clan of Draca. Nareen is exhausted. She's seen the Draca through a year of unprecedented change and redemption. She's cast the major spells that brought sex and lust in the clan roaring back to life. She's initiated contact with the human world for the first time in hundreds of years.

She needs a vacation.

And more than that, she’s deeply lonely. Forbidden by the Gods to mate for life until she completes the tasks they have given her, she longs for her share of the lust and love whirling among her kin. What’s a shape-shifting Queen to do?

She communes with the sacred through an erotic dreaming ceremony involving a psychotropic tea. The answers she receives ignite her -- body, mind and soul.

Her dream carries powerful images of a massive, black-winged Draca. Her mate. At long last. However, he lives in the human world. Hidden. Captured and bound by a spell of dark punishment and secrecy.

She must find him. Claim him. Bring him back to the sanctuary. As fast as possible, because Lydia, human daughter of Draca, is due to give birth to the first Draca/human child born in hundreds of years and Nareen's special powers may be needed more than ever. 

Yet, nothing ever goes as planned for the sexy Draca when the mischievous machinations of the Gods are involved... Off-the-charts sex magic, anyone?

 Teaser Excerpt:

She raced for him, nearly colliding with his massive, winged form. They soared in wide, joyful loops, ebony- and golden-scaled dragons synchronized in beat and rhythm as they dived through cool misty clusters of gray rain clouds. Higher he led them, showing off his skills, flipping in rolls with wings tucked tight, then swooping lower over the tops of the conifers and cypress trees. She followed his dizzying dives to the cold lake, where they took turns dragging wing tips over the water in billowy rushes. Later they feasted on fish and drank their fill. Reality was alight with brilliant sensation. All her senses sang and rejoiced. Fish and water had never tasted so succulent and fresh.

His control was total, his mastery of flight breathtaking. He gave chase in a mock battle. Delighted, Nareen beat out at top speed, daring him to catch her. The sounds of their wings drafting, so strong and fast, filled her consciousness until nothing else existed. They left trails of gray smoke circling in lacy whirls behind them. The bronze tips of his scales caught slivers of sunlight and flashed in blinding arcs as he flew. The sky and the earth belonged to them; they ruled, for an endless moment in time, all of land and sea.

An audible whoosh told her that he hovered above, his black wings shadowing the sun. A rumble of thunder sounded in the distance, signal of a coming summer storm. The air crackled with electrical energy, a perfect reflection of the wild magic blowing through their bodies and hearts.

Her sister self screamed in excitement; he’d assumed the mating pose. His wings snapped out, fully opened, and she hovered, waiting for him to make his descent toward her backside. Then she felt the hot breath of his muzzle and then a sharp, piercing bite to the hidden place on her neck.

The age-old compulsion took over as she flattened, slowed, and allowed him as low over her body as he dared. His teeth buried in her scales signaled her instincts to open, and she roared out her pleasure-pain. In order to mate, she had to let him dominate her utterly, without fear or hesitation. Even so, Nareen bucked his entry, both an invitation and a challenge. Deep lust poured through her unlike anything she’d ever known.

Tarlach’s brother cried for her sister self, and she answered in frenzied calls of pure mating desire. Tarlach pushed his massive shaft so deep Nareen swooned below the clouds. Surely the gods moved through their bodies, adding heaven’s blessings to the ancient Dracan rhythm of love. Her golden wings shook and trembled in the force of magics streaming over their joined bodies. A spell—one they had no control over—spun tight and bound them with joy.

The rain pelted down and poured off their heated, heaving scales.

Excerpt from Nareen of the Draca

Author: Louisa Kelley

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About the Author

 Romance and science fiction took hold of Louisa Kelley at age nine, when she read Little Women and the Narnia series. She is convinced that the paranormal romance genre evolved purely for her benefit. After all, it's what's been in her heart all these years. She resides in Portland, Oregon, where in a strangely perfect combination of rainy winters and urban skyline, her writing inspiration abounds.
Welcome to the sexy world that's been evolving in her fevered brain…she'd love you to join her in some over-the-top erotic adventures with the Draca; dragon shape-shifters of a very different kind.
Louisa Kelley is a member of the Romance Writers of America. 

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