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Chanku Dawn
Wild Nights/Wolf Tales 2.5 Ulrich Mason lost his beloved Camille many years ago in a horrible act of unintentional violence. Now he has the chance to spend one more night in her arms--but will he choose life, or will he choose the love he's never been able to forget--or forgive. Read Camille's Dawn in Wild Nights, aka Chanku Dawn in Wolf Tales 2.5.
"...Kate Douglas has written an intriguing, emotionally powerful romantic tale about love knowing no bounds."
Reviewed by Tallyn Porter Just Erotic Romance Reviews 
"...Camille’s Dawn is a poignant addition to the Wolf Tales series. Bringing together her beloved characters, Kate Douglas has penned an excellent tale of love and forgiveness blended together with incredible heat..."
Reviewed by Shannon for Joyfully Reviewed |
Kate Douglas takes us deeper into the world of the Chanku...Choosing one mate for life, they truly become one flesh...The loss of a mate tears their very soul in half. The pain is excruciating and survival is not always successful...Will the power of the Chanku love for their mate bring forgiveness ?
Reviewed by Jerry Beckman, reader
Reviewed by Jerry Beckman, reader
Chanku Dawn
Chapter 1
Textures. Right now, at this point in time, it was all about the texture, the colors, the scents and sounds and amazing sensations. It just didn't get much better than this.
Lucien Stone threaded his fingers through the tangled mass of his lady love's hair and followed the slow up and down movement of Tia's head as her exquisite mouth slowly but surely brought him closer to climax.
He remembered when her hair had been crinkly and coarse, the curls so tightly woven that combing it out could be a nightmare. Now, with Tia's metamorphosis to Chanku complete, it had grown softer, smoother, more accepting of his fingers, an inviting tangle of silken ringlets. He felt her scalp beneath the thick mass, shoved his fingers slowly around the curve of her skull, then gently touched the tip of her ear.
Luc ran his fingertip around the outer shell of her ear and touched the sensitive canal. Tia's lips slowly released his swollen cock with a soft little pop. She raised her head and smiled at Luc, her full lips shining and moist. Morning sunlight streaming through the window behind her cast a golden glow over her high cheekbones and turned her wild blonde hair into a shimmering halo.
Luc's fingers tangled more tightly in her curls. He tugged, drawing her back to the business at hand.
She dipped low once more. The strands of her hair drifted over his belly, then brushed lightly across Luc's groin. The tip of her tongue stroked the hard underside of his aching erection, dipping into the sensitive slit at the top. She opened her thoughts to him, sharing the flavors she tasted, the things she felt.
Caught in the sensations of Tia's mental link, Luc tasted his own bead of pre-cum when she licked the drop up with the tip of her tongue. He felt the large vein running the length of his cock as her tongue slowly licked from base to crown.
Luc groaned, his lungs expanding and his fingers tightening in Tia's hair until he had to consciously force himself to relax his hold. The last thing he wanted was to interrupt what she was doing...and doing so well.
Her skin felt like satin, the dark, golden color, the gift of her African American mother and Scandinavian father, a perfect counterpoint to his lighter hue. Luc was concentrating on the shade and silkiness of Tia's skin, comparing it to the coarseness of his own when her lips found his scrotum.
Once more, she shared the sensation. She suckled one tight nut into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue, slipping it back and forth between her lips. He felt the solid, round ball as it slipped over her tongue, the soft slide of scrotal skin between her lips, all from Tia's point of view. At the same time, he experienced her tender ministrations first hand, doubling the powerful sensations.
Her fingernails raked his perineum and tickled the underside of his sac. Luc moaned and grasped the covers with his free hand. She was definitely trying to kill him!
Tia hummed against his balls. The vibrations crawled through his gut, all the way up his spine. Her lips tightened around one testicle, taking Luc just to the edge of pain. She held him there, licking and rolling the round gland beneath her tongue before she finally released his nut. Her slim fingers wrapped around the heavy length of his cock. Luc groaned as she slowly worked the broad head between her lips, ran her tongue beneath the taut crown, then sucked him deep down her throat.
Blowing as if he'd run a mile, fighting for whatever remnants of control he could find, Luc felt the undulations of Tia's hips and knew she must be nearing her own orgasm. Raising his head just a fraction, he watched as Tinker, their packmate, feasted on Tia's slick pussy.
Dark as ebony and built like a linebacker, Martin "Tinker" McClintock had admitted his love for Tia from the very beginning. Luc not only trusted the big man with his life, he trusted him with his mate.
More textures. The odd word rolled around in Luc's mind as he watched Tinker's big hands spread Tia's cheeks, watched him dip low to suckle gently at Tia's clit. Then Luc's attention snapped back to Tia, positioned on elbows and knees between his legs, her butt in the air for Tinker's busy tongue.
Damn, what a gorgeous picture they made.
Luc's breath lodged behind his heart as Tia's fingernails raked over his ass and her cheeks hollowed with the force of each slow, measured pull on his cock. He planted his feet flat on the bed and raised his hips to meet her mouth, joining Tia's rhythm.
Linking with his packmate, if only for a moment, so that Tia's sweet taste lingered on his tongue.
Tinker reared up between Tia's legs and grinned at Luc. His dark lips glistened with Tia's juices, his broad, muscular chest expanded with each deep breath. He winked.
In less than a heartbeat, a huge wolf sat at the foot of the bed, tongue lolling, amber eyes glinting.
Then he dipped his long snout and longer tongue and disappeared between Tia's parted thighs.
Tinker's slick, wolven tongue snaked into Tia's swollen sex and licked deep inside. She screamed and convulsed, her orgasm hitting so hard and fast, she almost bit the mouthful of Luc she was working on. His cock slipped out of her mouth just as her pussy clamped down on Tinker's marauding tongue. The hard tip licked high against her spasming walls and Tia screamed again. Gasping for air, shuddering against Tinker's continuing assault between her legs, Tia lifted up off her elbows, swung her head around and glared at her lupine packmate.
Dear God, Tinker! Warn me when you're going to do that!
Tinker's laughter rolled through her mind and his long, rough tongue found spots inside Tia that made her see stars. Lungs pounding, she tried to go back to Luc, but Tinker's mobile tongue wasn't about to turn her loose.
It's okay...I'm enjoying the show. Besides, I'm with Tinker and you taste marvelous.
She flashed Luc a wan smile. He shoved himself up against the headboard and Tia rolled over and lay back against his groin, spreading her legs wide. Tinker scooted down on his furry belly and with sharp teeth and a tongue that should have been licensed, took Tia to the top and beyond once more.
She arched her hips as he went deep, clutched the blankets in her fists when he slowly dragged the rough side of his tongue from her ass to her clit. Once, twice...
Knowing Luc shared each taste, each clenching spasm of her pussy, took Tia even higher.
She bucked her hips, raised up on trembling legs. It was too much, too intense, but Luc held her in a vise-like grip, his elbows clamped against her shoulders, his hands massaging both of Tia's breasts. He kneaded them roughly, pinching her nipples, rolling the tips between thumb and forefinger. Her body tensed. His thighs pressed against her hips, holding her still for Tinker and his amazing Chanku tongue.
Eyes clenched tight, lungs burning as if she'd run too far, Tia crested, then raced headlong over the edge again, giving it all up in a long, low howl of pleasure.
The rough texture of Tinker's wolven coat gave way to smooth, hot male skin. She felt him slide forward along her body, felt the meaty head of his cock press against her spasming sex, his warm, wet lips dragging at her now tender nipple.
Luc's grip on her breasts released, his fingers ran along her hips, then he rubbed something warm and slick, her own juices? against Tia's ass. She sighed with pleasure as Luc's cock slipped between her cheeks, pressed gently at her puckered opening, each time with a little more force before finding entrance beyond the tight ring of muscle. He filled her there just as Tinker claimed her pussy.
Stuffed full, surrounded by love and the warmth of two spectacular male bodies, Tia arched her neck, pressing her head against Luc's collarbone as he slowly pumped in and out, matching his rhythm to Tinker's powerful thrusts.
What more could a woman want?
She opened her thoughts, found Tinker and Luc, each man lost in his own as well as the other's pleasure, sharing the sensations with one another. Tia joined their mental feast, passing on the amazing feelings of two solid erections, slipping in and out of her slick, sensitive channels. She took their sensations as her own, felt the slide of Luc's cock against Tinker's, then the same thing from Tinker's point of view.
She was hot and tight and oh, so slick inside both her passages, and the men loved it. Almost as much as Tia. Her lungs pumped air as she flew higher and higher with Luc and Tinker's growing arousal. She stayed inside their minds, a sensual voyeur sharing her own rushing wave of desire, sharing theirs.
Tia knew the instant Luc and Tinker drew close to a simultaneous peak, each of them climbing higher, pressure building, the rush of blood in veins and air whistling in and out of lungs. Luc's arms came around Tia and he held her tight, thrusting forward until she felt the press of his rough pubic hair against her buttocks. At the same time, Tinker buried himself deep inside, pressing his tight balls against Luc's.
She knew how it felt, how Luc loved the feel of Tinker's pouch slammed up against his, loved the slide of his cock tight against his packmate's, separated by nothing more than a thin wall of tissue deep inside Tia's body.
Tia opened her mind, her body, her heart...gave it all to sensation, to the textures of rough and smooth, slick and wet...and heat...always the heat of man and beast and lover. To love itself. The love of her mate, the love of her friend...the love of the amazing breed that was Chanku.
Chapter 1
Textures. Right now, at this point in time, it was all about the texture, the colors, the scents and sounds and amazing sensations. It just didn't get much better than this.
Lucien Stone threaded his fingers through the tangled mass of his lady love's hair and followed the slow up and down movement of Tia's head as her exquisite mouth slowly but surely brought him closer to climax.
He remembered when her hair had been crinkly and coarse, the curls so tightly woven that combing it out could be a nightmare. Now, with Tia's metamorphosis to Chanku complete, it had grown softer, smoother, more accepting of his fingers, an inviting tangle of silken ringlets. He felt her scalp beneath the thick mass, shoved his fingers slowly around the curve of her skull, then gently touched the tip of her ear.
Luc ran his fingertip around the outer shell of her ear and touched the sensitive canal. Tia's lips slowly released his swollen cock with a soft little pop. She raised her head and smiled at Luc, her full lips shining and moist. Morning sunlight streaming through the window behind her cast a golden glow over her high cheekbones and turned her wild blonde hair into a shimmering halo.
Luc's fingers tangled more tightly in her curls. He tugged, drawing her back to the business at hand.
She dipped low once more. The strands of her hair drifted over his belly, then brushed lightly across Luc's groin. The tip of her tongue stroked the hard underside of his aching erection, dipping into the sensitive slit at the top. She opened her thoughts to him, sharing the flavors she tasted, the things she felt.
Caught in the sensations of Tia's mental link, Luc tasted his own bead of pre-cum when she licked the drop up with the tip of her tongue. He felt the large vein running the length of his cock as her tongue slowly licked from base to crown.
Luc groaned, his lungs expanding and his fingers tightening in Tia's hair until he had to consciously force himself to relax his hold. The last thing he wanted was to interrupt what she was doing...and doing so well.
Her skin felt like satin, the dark, golden color, the gift of her African American mother and Scandinavian father, a perfect counterpoint to his lighter hue. Luc was concentrating on the shade and silkiness of Tia's skin, comparing it to the coarseness of his own when her lips found his scrotum.
Once more, she shared the sensation. She suckled one tight nut into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue, slipping it back and forth between her lips. He felt the solid, round ball as it slipped over her tongue, the soft slide of scrotal skin between her lips, all from Tia's point of view. At the same time, he experienced her tender ministrations first hand, doubling the powerful sensations.
Her fingernails raked his perineum and tickled the underside of his sac. Luc moaned and grasped the covers with his free hand. She was definitely trying to kill him!
Tia hummed against his balls. The vibrations crawled through his gut, all the way up his spine. Her lips tightened around one testicle, taking Luc just to the edge of pain. She held him there, licking and rolling the round gland beneath her tongue before she finally released his nut. Her slim fingers wrapped around the heavy length of his cock. Luc groaned as she slowly worked the broad head between her lips, ran her tongue beneath the taut crown, then sucked him deep down her throat.
Blowing as if he'd run a mile, fighting for whatever remnants of control he could find, Luc felt the undulations of Tia's hips and knew she must be nearing her own orgasm. Raising his head just a fraction, he watched as Tinker, their packmate, feasted on Tia's slick pussy.
Dark as ebony and built like a linebacker, Martin "Tinker" McClintock had admitted his love for Tia from the very beginning. Luc not only trusted the big man with his life, he trusted him with his mate.
More textures. The odd word rolled around in Luc's mind as he watched Tinker's big hands spread Tia's cheeks, watched him dip low to suckle gently at Tia's clit. Then Luc's attention snapped back to Tia, positioned on elbows and knees between his legs, her butt in the air for Tinker's busy tongue.
Damn, what a gorgeous picture they made.
Luc's breath lodged behind his heart as Tia's fingernails raked over his ass and her cheeks hollowed with the force of each slow, measured pull on his cock. He planted his feet flat on the bed and raised his hips to meet her mouth, joining Tia's rhythm.
Linking with his packmate, if only for a moment, so that Tia's sweet taste lingered on his tongue.
Tinker reared up between Tia's legs and grinned at Luc. His dark lips glistened with Tia's juices, his broad, muscular chest expanded with each deep breath. He winked.
In less than a heartbeat, a huge wolf sat at the foot of the bed, tongue lolling, amber eyes glinting.
Then he dipped his long snout and longer tongue and disappeared between Tia's parted thighs.
Tinker's slick, wolven tongue snaked into Tia's swollen sex and licked deep inside. She screamed and convulsed, her orgasm hitting so hard and fast, she almost bit the mouthful of Luc she was working on. His cock slipped out of her mouth just as her pussy clamped down on Tinker's marauding tongue. The hard tip licked high against her spasming walls and Tia screamed again. Gasping for air, shuddering against Tinker's continuing assault between her legs, Tia lifted up off her elbows, swung her head around and glared at her lupine packmate.
Dear God, Tinker! Warn me when you're going to do that!
Tinker's laughter rolled through her mind and his long, rough tongue found spots inside Tia that made her see stars. Lungs pounding, she tried to go back to Luc, but Tinker's mobile tongue wasn't about to turn her loose.
It's okay...I'm enjoying the show. Besides, I'm with Tinker and you taste marvelous.
She flashed Luc a wan smile. He shoved himself up against the headboard and Tia rolled over and lay back against his groin, spreading her legs wide. Tinker scooted down on his furry belly and with sharp teeth and a tongue that should have been licensed, took Tia to the top and beyond once more.
She arched her hips as he went deep, clutched the blankets in her fists when he slowly dragged the rough side of his tongue from her ass to her clit. Once, twice...
Knowing Luc shared each taste, each clenching spasm of her pussy, took Tia even higher.
She bucked her hips, raised up on trembling legs. It was too much, too intense, but Luc held her in a vise-like grip, his elbows clamped against her shoulders, his hands massaging both of Tia's breasts. He kneaded them roughly, pinching her nipples, rolling the tips between thumb and forefinger. Her body tensed. His thighs pressed against her hips, holding her still for Tinker and his amazing Chanku tongue.
Eyes clenched tight, lungs burning as if she'd run too far, Tia crested, then raced headlong over the edge again, giving it all up in a long, low howl of pleasure.
The rough texture of Tinker's wolven coat gave way to smooth, hot male skin. She felt him slide forward along her body, felt the meaty head of his cock press against her spasming sex, his warm, wet lips dragging at her now tender nipple.
Luc's grip on her breasts released, his fingers ran along her hips, then he rubbed something warm and slick, her own juices? against Tia's ass. She sighed with pleasure as Luc's cock slipped between her cheeks, pressed gently at her puckered opening, each time with a little more force before finding entrance beyond the tight ring of muscle. He filled her there just as Tinker claimed her pussy.
Stuffed full, surrounded by love and the warmth of two spectacular male bodies, Tia arched her neck, pressing her head against Luc's collarbone as he slowly pumped in and out, matching his rhythm to Tinker's powerful thrusts.
What more could a woman want?
She opened her thoughts, found Tinker and Luc, each man lost in his own as well as the other's pleasure, sharing the sensations with one another. Tia joined their mental feast, passing on the amazing feelings of two solid erections, slipping in and out of her slick, sensitive channels. She took their sensations as her own, felt the slide of Luc's cock against Tinker's, then the same thing from Tinker's point of view.
She was hot and tight and oh, so slick inside both her passages, and the men loved it. Almost as much as Tia. Her lungs pumped air as she flew higher and higher with Luc and Tinker's growing arousal. She stayed inside their minds, a sensual voyeur sharing her own rushing wave of desire, sharing theirs.
Tia knew the instant Luc and Tinker drew close to a simultaneous peak, each of them climbing higher, pressure building, the rush of blood in veins and air whistling in and out of lungs. Luc's arms came around Tia and he held her tight, thrusting forward until she felt the press of his rough pubic hair against her buttocks. At the same time, Tinker buried himself deep inside, pressing his tight balls against Luc's.
She knew how it felt, how Luc loved the feel of Tinker's pouch slammed up against his, loved the slide of his cock tight against his packmate's, separated by nothing more than a thin wall of tissue deep inside Tia's body.
Tia opened her mind, her body, her heart...gave it all to sensation, to the textures of rough and smooth, slick and wet...and heat...always the heat of man and beast and lover. To love itself. The love of her mate, the love of her friend...the love of the amazing breed that was Chanku.
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