Five Things You Never Knew About Werewolves - Taken as Theirs by @Kryssie Fortune #excerpt #romance
Why are werewolves called Lycanthropes?
It seems werewolves have been around forever. The ancient Greeks coined the word lycanthrope. Lykoe for wolf and Anthropos for man
Are werewolves limited to America?
Not at all.
Argentinians used to really fear werewolves – or el lobison as they call them. They believed that the seventh son of an all-male family would turn into an el lobison.
Some families were so scared they murdered or abandoned their own children.
Eventually, President Juan Domingo Peron (1895-1974) announced he would give all seventh sons a gold medal when they were baptized and that they would receive a scholarship to pay for their studies until they reached 21.
What do American’s call their Werewolves?
They have the loupe garou, but he’s a bit of a French immigrant.
This is an unfortunate soul who has been cursed with lycanthropy. He can turn into a wolf at will. When he changes, he retains his sense of identity and purpose. He might be the best sort to meet on a dark night, as long as you haven’t wronged him.
Are there any other sorts of werewolves in America?
Native Americans have the Wendigo.
He’s all malice and evil intent. Since he loves the taste of human flesh, so he’d definitely one to avoid.
How do you kill a werewolf?
Ancient scholars linked seven metals with seven planets. Gold for the Sun, Mercury for Mercury, Copper for Venus, Iron for Mars, Tin for Jupiter, Lead for Saturn, and Silver for the Moon.
Since the werewolf is a creature linked to the moon it makes sense that an element linked to the moon would kill it.
Oh, but the loupe garou… He can change at will so don’t waste your silver on him.
Why my interest in werewolves? Because I love to write paranormal romance. MY book taken as their features two drop-dead gorgeous werewolves. As a breeder in an infertile world, it’s no wonder Cassie was Taken as Theirs.
As a breeder--one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world--Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind... until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.
Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body's response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn't long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane's pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?
Publisher's Note:Taken as Theirs includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.
Eli smirked as he leaned against the nearest boulder. Beside him, Dane grinned like a schoolboy. Once he’d shoved his hair from his face, Eli turned to Cassie. “You owe us a forfeit. Lie on the blanket and make yourself come.”
They both growled when she shook her head and looked around for her clothes. “No way. Never. I can’t do that, not with you watching.”
Dane’s gaze smoldered with heat. “We won, and you owe us.”
Aware of Dane’s joy, Eli felt a weight lift from his shoulders. Around Cassie, his brother seemed freer and wilder, more the way he’d been before the incident scarred his face. If Cassie hadn’t already claimed his heart, he’d love her for making Dane smile. She was the perfect mate for them, and come the next full moon, they’d claim her as theirs. They just needed to bring their pack mates home. That and prepare her for public nudity and ropes.
“Do all humans welch on their bets?” he teased.
Cassie shook her head. “I’m embarrassed. Can’t I pay my forfeit another way?”
Face faux stern, eyes shining, Eli pulled himself erect. “Lie on the blanket. Let us see you finger your beautiful nipples until they bead. I want to see their red tips hard and pointy.”
Chewing at her lower lip, she sank onto the blanket. Eli’s eyes shone in excitement. Even Dane looked expectant and happy as he commanded, “Lie back and pluck at your nipples. Tease them until they turn hard.”
Slowly, hesitantly, she cupped her breasts. The delighted smile on his brother’s face made Eli want to turn cartwheels and cheer. Unaware of Eli’s scrutiny, Dane’s gaze never left her face.
“Pinch your nipples,” Dane ordered.
Closing her eyes, she stroked and pinched them as he’d demanded. Her nipples hardened instantly.
Eli sounded hoarse when he commanded, “I want you looking at us when you come. Open your eyes.”
Her cheeks turned scarlet, but she did as he’d said.
“Good girl,” Eli praised. “Is your sweet cunny wet yet? Spread your legs and let me see your cum smearing your thighs. It’s thick and creamy, a delicious treat that spills out of your pussy.”