Genre: Paranormal, Shapeshifters
Length: short story
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BLURB:

Taking a much needed break on her private Florida beach, the self-proclaimed “Gator Goddess,” Sylvie Skylar, never imagined work and pleasure could combine so perfectly. But when a male alligator strolls onto her beach and shifts into a man who gives his name as Remy, well, Sylvie knows she could handle the meanest, strongest gators in the world. This one just happens to be the sexiest gator she’s ever seen. And she’d be happy to handle him… all night long.

Reviews

 ”This was one great and funny story! I loved the way that Remy just walks on up the beach and shocks Sylvie when he shifts into one hot “Man”. I loved the unusual animal Ms. Winter chose for her shifter, very unique. A fun read!”
- Nicole Harvey, PNR

“A very titillating scene that takes your breath away, Gator Bait is a decadent romp through the supernatural that keeps you guessing. A cliffhanger of an ending makes you wonder just what will happen between Sylvie and her mysterious lover. A well set up and truly steamy scene, Gator Bait is the perfect quickie in every way. Mary Winter does a great job of bringing an instant in time to life and making it pop. While I was left wanting more, it is still a satisfying romp.”
 - Serena, Fallen Angel Reviews

“Gator Bait is a very hot, quickly developed short story, but the characters – especially Sylvie – are very likable, and it is easy to fall into lust along with her. A promising start to a series of shorts!”
- Jennifer, Bitten by Books

Excerpt

Sylvie Skylar stretched languidly and curled her toes into the sun-warmed sand of her own private beach. After eight months spent filming in Australia, the media-proclaimed “Gator Goddess” deserved a break. Or at least she thought so even if her agent didn’t. Shades shielded her eyes from the hot, Florida sun. Her dark tanned skin and a liberal dose of SPF 40 protected her from sunburn. She lifted her arms over head and arched her breasts into the sun’s caressing ways. Warmth pooled in her pussy, and she widened her thighs on the blanket to welcome the light’s deeper penetration. Just arm’s length away a still-cold bottle of Corona waited. She inhaled the salt-tang of the air and listened to the cries of sea birds soaring overhead. The perfect vacation.

The rustle of saw grass drew her attention away from the sky. Turning, she watched as a large, male alligator ambled onto the beach. She blinked and grinned. Her job as a wildlife specialist brought her into close contact with larger alligators than this one. And she’d wrestled more than her fair share for the camera. The urge to run battled with her professional admiration of the powerful predator in its natural habitat. She glanced to the dock and wondered if she could escape to the yacht moored there. When she looked again, a man stood in the gator’s place.

Sylvie’s mouth went dry. Long, blond hair fell in slight waves around his face, perfectly framing his full lips and stubborn chin. Tendrils of hair slid across his shoulders, drawing her attention to his flat, hairless chest and defined abs. A thin trail of blond hair bisected them as it led to the most magnificent cock she’d seen in a damn long time. A tiny mewl of want escaped her lips. Cream coated her slit at the thought of that thick shaft deep inside her.

The stranger’s gaze ravished her. It lingered on her breasts with their high, tight nipples, across her stomach and the flare of her lips. He smiled appreciatively at her bare mound, revealing a hint of white teeth against his tanned skin.

“You do look like a goddess,” he murmured. His husky voice washed over her like frothy bubbles in the Jacuzzi on her deck. “They say you haven’t met a gator you haven’t been able to tame. Is that true?” He strode forward, a strutting walk that reminded her of male predator on the make.