Calyssa. This foxy little number really is! An arctic werefox, that is. Just one problem. She's got more men in her life than she knows how to handle. On one hand, there's her best friend, Rafe, werewolf hunk-in-training. Then there's Donovan. Passionate, possessive -- did we mention Alpha wolf? Not-so-ex-boyfriend. What's a fox to do? Why, share, of course! Time to teach Donovan a few new tricks! When these three get together, their passion burns hot enough to melt the Arctic Circle!
Praise for Arctic Heat
"Arctic Heat is a delightfully hot little story that will leave readers craving even more."
-- Isabelle Spencer, RRT Erotic
"I found this to be a sweet story that heated the pages and yes could have melted the arctic circle. Calyssa, Donovan and Rafe scorched the pages as they develop the terms to a new relationship."
4.5 Nymphs!-- Sinful Nymph, Literary Nymphs Reviews
"Even though this story was too short, it packs a mighty erotic punch."
4 Hearts! -- Lisa Freeman, The Romance Studio
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"And that's when I told him that I couldn't see him anymore."
Calyssa sighed and gazed at her best friend across the warm glow of the fire pit. "Don't you have anything to say about this, oh wise one?"
Rafe shook his head, his white arctic wolf's mane framing his face. "I can't believe you finally called it quits with him." He bared his teeth in a half snarl. "After all, he is our alpha."
"Werewolf politics don't mean jack to me." Calyssa managed a smile. "Need I remind you, dear wolfie, that I'm not a member of your pack?"
Rafe's gaze skimmed her form with barely concealed lust. "Would another joke about you looking foxy be too much?"
That got a laugh out of her. "Werefox jokes never get old, do they?"
Rafe winked. "Not when the fox is as fine as you."
Calyssa's laughter turned to a sigh. "Why can't things be this easy and fun with Donovan? Why does everything have to be a battle of wills when I'm with him?"
Rafe stretched himself out on the pile of furs covering the floor of the foxhole. "Two words… sexual tension."
Calyssa's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
Rafe gazed up at the low ceiling, a thoughtful expression on his face. "There's no real sexual tension between the two of us, which means we can tease each other and have fun without worrying about serious consequences." He shot her a glance. "If Donovan had looked at you the way I did a few minutes ago, the two of you would've been in a clinch faster than you could say Werewolf."
"So you're saying that the sexual tension between Donovan and me leads to the endless fighting?"
"Something like that." He gave her a half smile. "But it leads to the scorching heat, as well."
Calyssa stretched her petite frame out on the furs beside Rafe's tall body. "Why can't I be happy with someone who doesn't go all alpha on me at the first sign of conflict? Someone fun, warm, kind… someone like…"
She turned her gaze to Rafe. He looked like six feet three inches of sexual fantasy, lying there in the firelight. From his lean, muscular body to his amber eyes, he was the perfect blend of GQ cover model human and untamed wolf. On this night, the eve of the full moon, most Weres were in partially shifted form, herself and Rafe included. It only served to enhance his magnetism.
She'd never looked at her friend that way before. Maybe because Donovan was always in the way, occupying her every waking thought. But now…
She ran her fingers through his fur, desire tightening her body in an unexpected rush. "Someone like you."