Yowl and raised Kougar eyebrows, my generous and gorgeous Big Cats... there it was... SIX SIX SIX... staring unashamedly at moi as she penned Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for the Siren-BookStrand blog.
This is Volcano’s 66th forecast and the date is December 6th... okay mews, actually, 12-6-2009 is a TWO day, so technically it’s not 666... still, those three sixes made an impact on this Big Cat’s psyche, given all the ‘it’s the sign of the beast’ hype out there... not that there isn’t some validity, since the bar codes on all the products we use, have been given that designation. Nope, not much buying and selling going on without that bar code designation... is there?
Flash Fiction Sunday! Sunday... Sunday... it was a day of I LOVE YOU’s at the Liquid Silver SEx blog, courtesy of Western Erotic Romance author, Gem Sivad ~
Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon… ~
Smiles and sighs... it done the Kougar’s heart good. Here’s here flashie ~
Love at White Wolf Lodge
“I love you.”
Kindra’s heart skipped a beat. A really big beat. She hadn’t heard that. Had she? Rising slowly, while trying to think in quantum leaps, she draped the popcorn trim on the nearest branch of the nine foot tree she’d chosen for her father’s lodge, The White Wolf.
“I love you.”
There it was again. To make certain her ears weren’t deceiving her, she did what she didn’t want to do, turn around and face the owner of the voice, the man her father considered to be his right hand. Kindra stuffed her hands into her back pockets.
Zack, the man she’d spent the last three weekends having ‘body heat’ sex with, in every position she’d ever fantasized about, looked as though he was about to howl his feelings for everyone at the guest lodge to hear, if she was any judge of his expression.
“It wasn’t supposed to be this way...” she began, then halted as his gaze blazed like the enormous fireplace to one side of them.
Usually enigmatic and aloof as their moon, now, fierce determination carved his ruggedly handsome features and glittered his dark silver-colored eyes.
“What am I supposed to say?” Kindra shrugged.
Zack D’Guerre of the Voltz Pack was used to getting his own way. He’d certainly seduced her easily enough, a discreet assault that aroused her passions to a ferocity that had her climbing up his lean sex-delicious body with her slit pressed against his tall brute of a cock. He’d suavely introduced her to his den of iniquity, then proceeded to show her carnal pleasures she’d never dreamed of. He had her panting every time she saw him or thought about him. Kindra figured she was his winter conquest, the woman he’d entertain himself with until the spring thaw. Wrong.
“You’re supposed to say ‘I love you’ back.” His silvery hot gaze didn’t waver. He was on the hunt. For her.
Kindra took several steps backwards, nearly crashing into the Christmas tree she so carefully decorated.
“You’re supposed to say ‘yes’ when I ask you to marry me.” Reaching out, fast as he could snatch a rabbit in his jaws, he caught her arm. With surprising gentleness, he pulled her away from the tree.
“You know I can’t think of you... in that way,” she whispered, then waved to a couple passing by who smiled a greeting at her.
Kindra desperately wished she ran through the newly fallen snow. Alone. Free. Her paws cushioned by the airy coldness. She wanted the scent of pine and warm-blooded prey seizing her nostrils. She didn’t want to be here. With him. His words of love growling in her ears. He was supposed to be the man she had a once in a lifetime affair with, the one she remembered as she lay curled before the fireplace, dozing. He was her guilty prized secret. That’s how she’d written their script in her mind. Mounting savage lust, and that was the end of it.
Instead, she stood here, feeling and smelling his wolfen mating heat for her. The man who heated her blood to an impossible, unbearable sizzle. Reluctantly, he released her arm.
“Because I can’t.” Kindra jerked her hands out of her pockets, then crossed them tightly beneath her swelling breasts. She glared, her wild frustration steaming out of every pore on her body. So it felt.
He stared. The need to know more than what she’d spoken flared deep in his eyes.
“Why can’t you?”
“Because... to be with you... I couldn’t let my heart get involved.” Kindra thrust her chin out.
“That’s why,” she added, louder than she should have. Dying inside, Kindra averted her face. Why couldn’t she just have been decorating the tree as she did every year, enjoying the heady excitement of bringing it to holiday life. Glistening. Golden. Bright with colored bulbs and ornaments. Damn. Grrrring snarling damn. And damn his need to mate her. His unique potent musk surrounded her, demanding her surrender. Demanding she surrender to her own she-howling need for him.
“Your heart is already mine, Kindra. You just don’t know it, yet.”
“Is that so?” she attacked, baring fangs she didn’t have. Not yet.
But wished she did. She’d rip into him, her teeth snapping so fast he couldn’t subdue her. She’d teach him she meant fierce bitch business. Her heart didn’t belong to him. Not one untamed beat of it. For good measure, she’d slap him with her tail, before racing away to bound over the snow. Free. Alone.
“That’s so, little wolfess mine.”
Whirling, she moved back to the boxes of decorations. “Go away, Zack. I need to finish the tree...”
His hand caught hers and with a command she couldn’t fight, he tugged her flush against his body.
“No,” she whispered.
His lips claimed hers, then devoured with a primal sweetness that had her yielding, her body as soft as the marshmallows in her mug of hot chocolate. The shouting no’s in her mind turned to whimpering yes’s. Kindra grabbed his neck and clung. Her legs swung upwards, wrapping around him. They panted, placing kiss after tumultuous kiss on each other’s mouths. Immersed inside their own world of raw seething passion, neither one of them noticed the gathering crowd. Until the sound of clapping and cheers intruded.
Kindra let her lips unglue from his and slid down his body.
He didn’t relinquish his lover’s hold, despite the fact she squirmed to free herself.
“Marry me, Kindra. I love you.”
“You planned this,” she accused in a whisper. “Asking me in front of everyone. I’ll look like the bad-bitch Grinch who stole Christmas, if I say no.”
“Yes,” he admitted, his growl adoring. His gaze sparkled, as silvery as moonlight on the snow. “Do you know when I knew I loved you?”
Kindra could only shake her head no.
“The first moment I saw your face.”
Her heart unfroze, then blazed like the roaring fire. “Yes, Zack. I love you.”
Authoress news and mews ~
Guess what this Big Cat author found via Google Alert... her print books listed at the Fantastic Fiction site ~ http://fantasticfiction.co.uk/k/savanna-kougar ~ It was just meowsa wowsa cool to see her page. Plus, it reinforces the fact the Kougar is an author.
YOWSA, POWSA ~ IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING! ON DECEMBER 11th ~ The Holiday Hunk blog tour put on by the Liquid Silver authors for your festive and ‘fanning self’ pleasure... lots of book prizes... plus, there will be a chat afterwards with many of the authors, ask those questions you’ve been dying to.
Wow! My Holiday KitKats, the Kougar has discovered a Mr. X-Rated Angel Man Painting to be featured during the tour.
Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~
Happy Courtship on another Earth
X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 344 ~
Sylva couldn’t believe her ears. She stopped the movement of her hands on his back. “Spoiling him?” Blinking, she watched her cowboy husband decide how to respond. “It’s like givin’ him too many apples.” His gaze blazed down at her, his desire for her so evident, Sylva quivered. “Too many apples,” she repeated, thinking about what he meant. “You’ll have to let me know... maybe a nip on my withers... if I give you,” she flowed her hands over his heated skin, “too many rubdowns. I mean, I don’t want to be spoiling my stud so he can’t perform properly.”
Zeke growled. “Can’t perform properly?” His cock certainly threatened to perform again. Giving him a sassy little smile, she played her hands over his shoulders. “You know, his stud equipment gets lax, and lazy. Maybe, even useless.” Zeke grinned. “This stud ain’t feeling too lax. You haven’t spoiled him enough yet.” He nipped his woman’s irresistible lips. “Am I spoiling you now?” she asked with mock innocense. Sliding her hands down the length of his back, she stroked just above his ass. Soon, the heels of her hands massaged the base of his spine. “Dang, darlin’, that does feel good.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 343 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ http://passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, January through October 2009 flashes ~ http://theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~ HOLIDAY BLOGS ARE COMING!
Friday ~ Bekki blogs ~ Are You Wallowing in Promo Hell? ~ “It’s never ending, isn’t it? Like you don’t have enough to do, right?”
Wednesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Christmas Romancing the Marble
Monday ~ Francesca Prescott ~ A Bold and Beautiful Confession ~ “I have a confession to make. It’s a little embarrassing, although it shouldn’t be, because clearly I’m not the only one on the planet to look forward to my daily dose of cheese.”
THE PINK BLOG ~ SPECIAL DAYS ARE HERE!
Sunday ~ Linda Acaster blogs ~ On the Road to... a Celtic past
Saturday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for Christmas 2009
Thursday ~ Christmas Magic ~ “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if every person on the planet got the one thing they wished for most under the Christmas tree?”
Wednesday ~ Steph blogs ~ The Romance of Budapest ~ “I’m so excited to be back at Lindsay’s Romantics. What I love about Lindsay and the blog is the power of romance it evokes and for me, one such special place is Budapest, Hungary.”
Tuesday ~ WHAT BRAND ARE YOU? ~ “Our guest today is Cari Quinn. Please welcome her! While my first love is writing, my day job is as a graphic designer and proofreader at a newspaper.”
Monday ~ Mona Risk blogs ~ SPECIAL HEROES ~ “When my friends ask me about the most interesting thing I have ever done, I can’t help smiling as I answer without hesitation, “Traveling.”
SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS blog ~
Friday ~ Serena blogs ~ Please Tell Me That's An Oasis.... ~ “So I'm standing here amidst miles and miles of sand and out there, in the far far away appear to be words... Yes, they must be words, all running away from me.”
Thursday ~ Crystal blogs ~ A Day Late and a Dollar Short ~ “I was supposed to post yesterday, but was so absolutely swamped –with real life and writing life- that I did not have a minute to spare.”
Tuesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Bah Humbug or Deck the Halls ~ and... I won’t slow down.
Monday ~ Francesca blogs ~ Linear vs. nonlinear story telling ~ “As writers most of us know the difference between pantsers and plotters.”
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~The Dance by Pixie ~ “Kallyn stared at Odric's outstretched hand, unsure of how to proceed.”~ RomanticSynonymous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
PLEASE! Darling KitKats, if you have any thought about taking the flu shot/swine flu shot, please! Read the insert first, not just the info sheet.
ALSO! *Private* contracts with the vaccine suppliers require that any deaths or injuries not be reported. Plus, all the vaccine companies are immune from being sued for injuries and death due to their vaccines.
Yes, please! Let the privileged have the Kougar’s designated flu shot.
And! DO NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING THE FDA TELLS YOU!
Dr. Sherri Tenpenny ~ http://drtenpenny.com/the_truth_about_the_flu_Shot.aspx ~
Have a Splendid Holiday Season...
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Love flash kisses from the Kougar...