Hunger Aroused

 

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Vampires
Publisher: Carina Press
ISBN: 978-14268-9074-1
Length: Novel
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Blurb

Jasmine is sick in bed when a sexy stranger breaks in and reveals she’s suffering an irreversible case of vampirism. And because her turning wasn’t approved by the Council, he must kill her once the transition is complete. In the meantime, the executioner offers to ease her torment with chocolate, hot peppers or sexual release. Fortunately for them both, Jasmine’s kitchen is bare…

Corin’s honor demands he do his duty, but he cannot execute the lovely woman while any part of her humanity remains. He must also find—and kill—her sire. Jasmine denies ever having contact with a vampire, causing Corin to question the justice of his orders. Sensing his hesitation, the Council dispatches another executioner, forcing the pair to make a run for it.

Every hour they spend together—every sensual encounter they share—finds them growing closer. Now Corin will have to choose: kill the woman he loves, or go against everything he believes to set her free.

Author’s note: There are descriptions of m/m nonconsensual sex within this story

 

Reviews

“The characters were enjoyable to read and I loved the fact that both of them grew and evolved by the end. The plot was constantly moving forward with minimal dragging moments. The love scenes were erotic, and the book simply flowed. A few shocking moments made the plot a little unpredictable and more enjoyable. Everything came together beautifully in the end.” 5 Teacups, Lia, Happily Ever After Reviews

“A fascinating read from page one that I love love loved. Carney manages to build a world enough like our own that it is easy to believe when she adds the fantastic. Passionate characters that literally climb off the page and a story that I couldn’t put down make this one of my new favorite authors! Recommend, Recommend, Recommend!!” 5 stars,Virginia Nelson, author

“Wowza. This hawt, steamy, sexy indulgence was one exciting ride from start to finish. Hunger Aroused did just that—it aroused a hunger to drive to the end of the book in hopes that these two lovers find a way to escape the inevitable and get a chance to have a long and loving life together. The characters are very strong, brave and determined. Their sexual indulgences are beautiful, sensual and titillating. The fight that they have within themselves to strive for a life together shows the depth of emotion and desire that continues to build the fire between them throughout their trials. Another great offering by Dee Carney which I definitely recommend.” 4.5 Tombstones, Hockeyvamp, Bitten By Books

“When I found this book on netGalley, I was unsure about how much I would like it. The synopsis did NOT do it justice, and I found myself really enjoying this read!…Dee Carney’s writing was easy to maneuver, and the words seemed to flow together well. Her world building was interesting, yet not over done, and the characters were created in a way that allowed me to relate to both of them with ease. Everything taken into account, this book is a great escape from reality that will leave you panting and pleasantly surprised.” 4 Cups, Theresa, The Creative Well

 

“Ms. Carney has penned a novel that is pure sexual delight in nature. The novel is more of an interlude in the day of the life of an executioner and his prey, as opposed to a complex novel with numerous plot twists and turns culminating in a dramatic climax. “Hunger Aroused” may be less robust than other novels, but what it does it does so well; there is vampiric sex in abundance, life and death situations and a budding romantic courtship that clearly is the crux of the novel…I believe the novel was intended to be an entertaining tale full of sexual frenzy; which it does succeed in providing in abundance. If you are looking for sexual antics and erotic fun, look no further, “Hunger Aroused” is all these things and more. I highly recommend it.” 4.25 Stars, Vicci, Night Owl Reviews

“The heat level is set at “hot” so have a nice cold beverage handy… It was fun and I enjoyed it immensely.” Mona Leigh, Paperback Dolls

“Nicely done. I was impressed with this story and all the layers that all seemed to build on each other. It made for a sexy, fast paced, entertaining read that was totally rocking. Complete with a few surprises, a couple of laughs and more than one spot that made me shift in my seat, I have to say that I really enjoyed it and can’t wait to read this one again.” 17 out of 20, Seriously Reviewed

“Wow. This book was hot.  Really. Really. Hot…” 4 stars, Obsessed With Books

“This story kept me reading long past my bedtime, because I just had to know what happened next here. The characters were well written and I enjoyed watching them go from adversaries to reluctant allies and finally to lovers. I loved that this wasn’t a predictable story, and that I didn’t see what was coming around every corner… I kept expecting the worst, and several times I was near tears as events unfolded. I wanted this to turn out right, but there was some doubt a couple of times, before Jasmine found the key to their happy ever after. This one is filled with romance, suspense and scorching hot sex too. If you read this, keep the ice around.” 4 Cherries, Holly, Whipped Cream Erotic Reviews

“For my second erotica novel I was truly blown away with how Dee was able to balance the sex, action, and a great story line. You could tell that writing steaminess is what she does, but she’s also a great author who can tell a fantastic story!” 4/5, Taking It One Book At A Time

 

Excerpt

Every part of her body was hot, just short of combustible. This sensation wound through her, tightening her insides. This burning, twisting ache. Removing her clothing and dropping onto the comfort of her bed helped with some of the sweet pain, but still it wasn’t enough. Jasmine needed more, something undefined, some relief she didn’t know how to name. It was sexual and ravenous, a gnawing hunger.

A man stood in her room, studying her as she thrashed on the bed, trying to push this feeling out of her system. He stood motionless for a few seconds, simply watching and waiting. The man from outside, she realized. The one whom she passed on the way here, the one she would have spent more time flirting with, was in her home. Maybe he could help her…call for an ambulance. Something.

When he touched her, when he picked her up in his arms, the hunger intensified. The agony burned so brightly, she might explode from the potency of it. Every place their skin connected pulsed with life. Waves of craving and needing rippled out until trapped beneath her skin, they had no place to go. There they pulled at her insides and rolled like a series of detonations. Him—his touch—she needed it like air.

This was wrong. Wrong! Stark rabid fear should have echoed in her screams at the first sight of him. Adrenaline should have insisted she get up and run far away, as fast as she could from this stranger. Her body, her home should have demanded protection from this intruder. So caught in the trap of need, she whimpered and moaned instead. Begged for relief.

Her condition was pure misery. Unrelenting and endless. She would have cried could her body spare the tears. Her low moans were her sole means of asking for help. If he came to harm her, if he gave little thought to the value of life, it would be a reprieve at least from her torment.

“Where is your sire?” he repeated.

She heard his words, processed them somewhere in the back of her mind. They meant little though. The ache grew, pulling her from consciousness into the warmth of its embrace. Its sensual hold.

“Gods damn it. Can you even hear me?”

Jasmine nodded weakly. Her mind tumbled, her body writhed against his. “Please…”

His grip tightened as he exhaled. “I know how to ease the pain for a short while.” He studied her face, looking for something she couldn’t define. “Do you have any spicy food like chili peppers or wasabi? Anything hot at all?”

Food? She was burning up, her body out of control, and he wanted food? She shook her head.

“Chocolate then?”

“No!” she gasped. What the hell was up with the food questions? Her protest morphed into a moan and, for a split second, she had the insane thought she wanted to crawl out of her skin. Anything to leave behind what coursed through her.

“The only other way is much more…intimate. Can you handle that?”

Yes, please anything. She could handle anything besides this torment. “Please,” she said on a breath.

He—this stranger whose name she didn’t even know—looked into her eyes. In the black depths she saw strength and pain. Tenderness too. She realized idly he smelled of apples and, even odder, had a slight undercurrent of cinnamon just beneath. Not something she’d expect from a man who looked as if he made a living breaking kneecaps, but it fit him. A gentle side to his purely masculine exterior.

His broad chest pressed against her arm when he leaned forward. The moment his large hand settled between her legs, cupping her warmth, her hips shot off the bed. Jasmine shrieked in surprised indignation, but he kept his gaze level.

“My name is Corin,” he said softly. His hand didn’t move. No matter how she twisted beneath him, he followed, keeping them connected. He spoke as if gentling a wild horse, his voice low and soothing. “On my life I swear to you this will help what you’re going through.” Without warning, she felt the first deliberate circular rub of his palm against her sex. “Just this. Let me pet you and ease some of the hurt.”

Another sound of protest cut off abruptly with the first wave of pleasure—without the pain. The ache diminished. Jasmine’s nipples tightened beneath her bra, a flush of heat spreading rapidly down her neck and chest.

“That’s it. Let me help you.”

Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she eased a breath out of parted lips. Trembling thighs parted of their own volition, giving him more access. Anything to continue the slow ebb. His free hand rested beneath her breast, holding her through the taming. Somehow her fingers found his next to her thudding heart. Entwined with them.

She licked her dry lips, stifling a moan. “How?”

“Physiology. Shh…let it happen.”

Questions could be answered later. For now, she would enjoy. She would feel.

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