genre: paranormal shape shifter
length: short story
ISBN #: 978-1-60521-8
price: $1.99
Buy: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=943

BLURB:

Two days have passed since Gator Goddess Sylvie Skylar discovered the alligator shifter, Remy. Their afternoon of passion on the beach only made her want more. Except she can’t bring Remy into her world of cameras and paparazzi — and she can’t let him go either. With no information on how to find him, she has to hope he’ll show up again and that he can recreate their explosive sexual chemistry. With luck, it’ll happen soon, and before she has to fly out for her next assignment.

Reviews

“Catch and Release” is a fun romp on the wild side with an unusual hero and heroine pair that really clicks. In only fourteen pages, you uncover a very sacrificing, touching romance that, in spite of the obvious idiosyncrasies, reads very realistically.”
- Jen’s Reviews

“I liked it, and it’s worth picking up the first story, certainly! I’m curious to see what happens in the rest of Sylvie and Remy’s tale – and hope to read more by this author.”
- Jennifer, Bitten by Books

Excerpt

“Hey, Remy,” she called out.

The gator stopped and opened its huge jaw in a parody of a grin. A low rumble emerged from its body, the primal sound tingling things deep inside her.

“Want me to wrap my legs around you and hold on tight?”

She supposed if he were a regular alligator and not her Remy, she’d probably feel stupid. Then again, she was on a private beach with no one in sight. Who cared if she asked a gator lewd questions?

The alligator’s form shifted and there, just as before, stood Remy. He grinned. “Wouldn’t mind at all.” He winked at her. Three long strides took him to the edge of her blanket, and he lowered himself with a grace that seemed at odds with his large size. He leaned over and traced an invisible path across her stomach. “Had to take care of a few things before I could come back. Sorry.”

“Really?” Ever since their liaison on the beach, she’d hungered to know more about him. “Like what?” She struggled to ignore the heat coiling low in her body and the way her nipples pressed against the thin, white fabric of her bikini top.

“The Elders think I should have nothing to do with you.” Remy leaned forward and nuzzled the cocoa-butter basted flesh between her breasts. He licked the slope of one breast, causing her breath to catch in her throat. “I think they’re wrong.”

Finally, a chance to learn more about him! She filed the information away for later. “I’m glad.” She arched her back, reaching behind her to tug at the tie holding her top closed. A second pull released the bow at the back of her neck, and Remy obliged by pulling the scraps of fabric away.

He rumbled a low, male, appreciative growl in his chest. It sounded eerily like the sound from a male alligator.

While he nuzzled her breasts, she unfastened the ties at her hips and reached for him. Her fingers curled around his rock-hard shoulders; her thigh rose along the outside of his to hook her ankle around the back of his calf. Sliding her fingers between her legs and coaxing her body to release hadn’t been half as pleasurable as wrapping her body around his.

Remy pulled her nipple into his mouth.

She moaned, her head falling back on a pillow of sand. She opened her mouth, half-intending to ask him the questions that made her yearn for answers, but as his teeth grazed her nipple, the words fled in a whimper of need. Answers could come later.

Remy danced his fingers across her stomach, plucking the scrap of fabric away from her hips. He tossed it beside them and trailed his hands over her sex. He released her nipple. “It’s been too long.” A single finger stroked her pussy.

Sylvie dug her heels into the beach. “You stayed away. Not me.” She tangled her fingers in his hair to pull his mouth to hers. They kissed in a carnal reunion of lips and tongue, of swallowed moans and inhaled sighs.