Otherkind Kink: Horned Gods, Series by Stella Inox

Warning: Not suitable for anyone below 18 years of age. In Hunted by Herne, The Horned God won for himself and his wild hunt, access to mortal earth for one evening. The time when the will gates open is fast approaching and the guardians launch a desperate plan to hold him at bay. Ryannon, their champion, must pit herself against the powerful and hotly feral Horned God to keep humanity safe from his twisted desires... moreWarning: Not suitable for anyone below 18 years of age. In Hunted by Herne, The Horned God won for himself and his wild hunt, access to mortal earth for one evening. The time when the will gates open is fast approaching and the guardians launch a desperate plan to hold him at bay. Ryannon, their champion, must pit herself against the powerful and hotly feral Horned God to keep humanity safe from his twisted desires. But to beat him at his own game, she must play by his rules, on his world without falling for his seductive wiles. She accepts the challenge but the woodland holds more dangers than just a hungry God of the Hunt. Herne is determined that the beautiful and clever water sprite half breed won't escape him. When he captures her, she'll understand why he won't accept defiance and the price any who defy him will pay. For lovers of alpha males, hot sidhe, fae or faerie mythology, legend and folklore. This is an adult fairy tale erotic romance with a twist. If you love supernatural erotica or paranormal romance, this is a story worth reading. Excerpt: "Salve will not fix this I fear" he continued. Ryannon was shaking convulsively, nearly catatonic. He bought her wound up and pressed it to his lips, coating them in crimson. Cernunnos savagely bit his own lip, letting blood well and then flow, mixing with hers until it stained his roughly stubbled chin. He reached a slow and careful hand around the back of her neck bringing her closer and looked in her face questioningly before his head dipped and his mouth brushed her own. When she didn't respond, he kissed her properly, tongue tracing the unresponding seam of her mouth until she gasped, parting her lips. As soon as she opened for him, he lunged in, hot tongue touching her own with strong and sure caresses. The moment his blood touched her lips, her body jack knifed in response to the piercing lance of power that swept through her. It was a vivid green and washed through her thoroughly. A surge of well-being followed the course of the pervading enchantment and she moaned in pleasure, reveling as the force of it stripped fear, shame and horror from her, leaving a sense of contentment in its wake. She came back to herself, in increments to find that she was wrapped in his arms, her fingers tangled in his golden hair as their mouth dueled and fought for dominance. Incredibly, her lust rose at his touch. She pressed her nude body nearer to his clothed form, forcing herself closer to his warmth, using his heat to drown out any lingering cold of the green man. His mouth worked over hers, strong jaw and chiseled face warm and open but his eyes watched her carefully even as he kissed her skillfully. His bearded stubble rasped on her face as he worked her mouth. She drew back in confusion. "Enough?" he asked enquiringly. A fresh novel/novella from the newest monster erotica style Author. less

The final installment in the Horned God Series by Stella Inox. Ryannon returns to Otherworld to keep her promise to Cernunnos, the newly returned Lord of the Forest and the Fae King who saved her. But the Horned God is playing a deeper game than Ryannon can fathom. The wily half breed sprite must gamble her life one more time to save an entire land and the lives of those she loves. She must place her heart and her trust in the hands of one whose betrayal will destroy her... moreThe final installment in the Horned God Series by Stella Inox. Ryannon returns to Otherworld to keep her promise to Cernunnos, the newly returned Lord of the Forest and the Fae King who saved her. But the Horned God is playing a deeper game than Ryannon can fathom. The wily half breed sprite must gamble her life one more time to save an entire land and the lives of those she loves. She must place her heart and her trust in the hands of one whose betrayal will destroy her. In this finale, all questions will finally be answered. This is not your average bed time story. For lovers of hot alpha male characters, myth, legend, magic and folklore with sidhe, fae or faerie, this is an adult fairy tale with a twist. The start to the Horned God series, this supernatural story is not for the faint-hearted. If you're a fan of paranormal erotic romance than this one is for you! Excerpt: Ryannon was fleeing from him. He couldn’t sense her but he was far more of a Hunter than Herne had ever been. Cernunnos had ruled this landscape long before the usurper had risen to assume his place. She was hidden from his many seeking eyes and ears but he could still feel her passage across the landscape as if she was running those delicate fingertips of hers across his chest. The fox was fleeing so it was only mete that he gave chase. She might be disappointed otherwise. He plunged his hand into a new rift and pulled the ivory horn through. Had anyone been watching, it would have seemed as if he’d just created it from thin air. He might be powerful, but not that powerful. It felt good to have polished bone back in his hands again. Losing it to Herne had been like watching someone mistreat an old friend. He raised the gold tipped mouthpiece to his lips and blew a sustained brassy note that echoed across the valley. The war like whoops of the Wild Hunt sounded back as they gave assent. They would be summoning mounts and readying themselves for sport but this hunt would different. The hunt would run but just like in long forgotten times, they would run as a pack. Cernunnos laughed joyfully. Throwing the antlers back he gave in to the call of the Hunt, letting the wild magics seize him, twisting his form in a flurry of feral power. He fell to his knees, antlers shrinking and his bones crunched and cracked, flowing into an old mold. Branches swayed and thrashed in the sudden wind and autumn leaves whirled around him, even as his laughter stretched and strained, becoming higher pitched morphing into the high threatening howl of a dire wolf. The excited yells of the wild hunt changed tone. They too became more untamed and savage as all of the two legged predators forms gave way to Cernunnos’s will, becoming four footed furred pursuers. He rose to his feet. He knew what he looked like but it had been eons ago that he had last been able to assume this form. His wolf shape was huge, a full four feet high at the chest. When he finally cornered Ryannon, he could look her directly in the eyes. The falling breeze ruffled his iron grey and silver fur. Cernunnos gave a sharp lupine smile, tongue lolling. He had no intention of leaving so important a hunt to the inferior noses of the Fae hounds. His green eyes, so unusual in a dire wolf were intent. He drew himself up, shaking out the tremors and gave call with a long bell like howl, summoning his hunt pack to his side. It was time to run. less