The Billionaire Shifter’s Virgin Mate
Billionaire Shifters Club, #2
by Diana
Seere
Publication
date: October 11th 2016
Genres:
Adult, Paranormal
From the Book Junkie Reads . . . The Billionaire Shifter's Virgin Mate (Billionaire Shifters Club, #2) . . .
This one was certainly worth the wait. I love me so hot sexy alpha shifter. This one just happens to be a former shiftermale-whore. Derry was a perfect specimen of male power, strength, protections, possession, and a lot more that I am at a lose for words for. He would have to hear the beat for the one woman that he should stay away from. Jessica was the one. The one. She was a change he was or was not ready for.
I enjoyed falling in love with Derry. I knew from book one that he would be the one that could change things in his favor. He did that and more. Jessica was all his, but not without some work.
The Billionaire Shifters Club series:
The Billionaire Shifter’s Curvy Match – The Billionaire Shifters Club, #1
The Billionaire Shifter’s Virgin Mate – The Billionaire Shifters Club, #2
The Billionaire Shifter’s Second Chance – The Billionaire Shifters Club, #3
BLURB
McDermott “Derry” Stanton is an
old-money playboy who sleeps his way through half the world, one willing woman
at a time. A bear shifter, he never hibernates alone. Sometimes even one woman
isn’t enough. But when this irresistible billionaire meets Jessica Murphy,
everything changes. The man who views life as a female feast suddenly acquires
more discerning tastes. The only woman who can satisfy him now…
Is Jessica Murphy. He must have
her. Immediately. Frequently.
Jess, however, doesn’t want any
man, least of all a spoiled playboy who’s about to become her brother-in-law. A
pre-med student with deep ambitions and a past filled with painful rejection,
she’s all business.
Too bad Derry Stanton is her
business. A frequent customer at the Platinum Club where she waits tables, and
now the best man to her maid of honor in her sister’s wedding, the guy is
everywhere. And pretty soon, she finds herself everywhere, too. In his arms, on
his bed, between the sheets….
But sex is the last thing she
needs.
Or it was until she meets Derry
and starts hearing the Beat. And feeling a connection she’d never imagined,
never dreamed, never hoped for. It’s all too unbearably good.
The Billionaire Shifter’s Virgin
Mate is the second book in the Billionaire Shifters Club series by Diana Seere,
the paranormal pen name for two New York Times and USA Today bestselling
romantic comedy authors. This book is a standalone *within* a series.
* * *
Welcome to the most exclusive
club in the world. The Novo Club. Novo is Latin for “change.” Our members
prefer the word “shift” though.
It’s the hottest club in town.
The price of membership is your
heart and your secrecy.
All you need to do to join is to
be loved beyond your wildest imagination by someone powerful with an…alpha side
so primal it’s in their blood.
Are you ready?
Good. Then let’s begin.
The Billionaire Shifters
Club is a new series featuring the five Stanton siblings, four brothers and one
sister who are all part of an ancient shifter family living in modern America.
The subterranean club-within-a-club beneath the streets of Boston,
Massachusetts holds secrets only the Stantons and their fellow shifters know.
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Jess Murphy walked through the
wide doors into the opulent lobby below the Platinum Club, surprised by the
butterflies fluttering in her stomach. The building was more luxurious than
she’d expected, every inch of glass, steel, and marble gleaming like freshly
minted coins. Well-dressed men and women hurried around her over the shiny
floors.
“Can I help you?” asked a man from behind a vast reception desk
decorated with fruit and flowers. He wore a black suit, had gray hair, and
sounded like a British butler in a classic film.
“I’m Jessica Murphy,” she said. “I’m, uh, it’s my first night
working at the Platinum Club.”
The man tapped something on his screen. “You are expected on
eleven,” he said. “You can take either the public or the service elevator.”
She glanced at the posh lobby, the posh people. “I’ll take the
service one. Where is it?”
He gestured at a side door behind him.
“Thank you,” she said, taking a deep breath as she walked across
the marble floors.
Jess had to remind herself that this was only a waitressing job.
There was no reason to be nervous; this wasn’t an important career move for
her, just a way to pay for medical school. Because the club’s clientele was so
elite, the job paid insanely well, and incoming staff members, at all levels,
were screened meticulously.
In fact, she’d been hired almost a month ago, yet this was the
first time she was stepping foot in the place. Instead of working tables right
away, as she’d expected, she’d had to visit a notary and sign a dozen
nondisclosure agreements—and then submit to a background check, personality
test, and three phone interviews.
Now, finally, she could actually begin working.
She walked through a doorway into a space that looked older than
the lobby, found a vintage-elevator call button, and popped a mint into her
mouth as she waited for the car to arrive.
She could imagine her sister Lilah feeling exactly how Jess was
feeling now, fighting her nerves on her first day as she thought of all the
famous, powerful people upstairs.
Lilah had worked at the Platinum Club until last month, when she’d
shacked up with her billionaire love god, Gavin Stanton. In fact, they were
already planning their wedding. No more money worries for her.
No more worries of any kind, apparently.
The changes that had come over Lilah in the past couple of months
made Jess uncomfortable. She was glad Lilah was happy, but it had happened much
too fast. At one point, her sister had been so sex-crazed she’d claimed her
rich boyfriend had turned into an animal.
Jess sighed. Lilah had always been too lusty for her own good, too
easily enchanted by a pretty face.
Gavin Stanton certainly had that. And the rest of him wasn’t bad
either. Not Jess’s type, but… not bad.
Shaking her head, Jess walked into the car—a gorgeous old thing
with wood paneling—and pressed the button for the eleventh floor as instructed.
Time to focus on the job at hand. Love was the last thing on her agenda. And
sex was second to last. If she was going to survive the long slog through med
school and internships to become a doctor, she couldn’t get distracted with
trivialities. She had to keep her eye on the prize. Work, school, work, school,
work. And more work.
The elevator stopped, not on the eleventh floor, but the tenth.
Jess looked down at herself, uneasy with the tight jeans and T-shirt she wore.
They’d told her the club would provide a uniform when she arrived. Hopefully
whoever joined her in the elevator was just another wage slave, not anyone
important in management. She wanted to make a good impression on her first day.
Her impressively curvy figure looked respectable in formal clothes, but in a
T-shirt, her F-cup chest had a knack for distracting people.
Damn, I should’ve worn a jacket. But it had been so hot today. Autumn in
Boston could still get steamy.
The doors slid open, revealing an extremely tall, thickly muscular
man with long black hair and bright blue eyes that slid over her body so
thoroughly she sucked in a breath.
Talk about steamy. Now this guy was her type. He was huge. Dark.
Powerful.
Dangerous.
She felt beads of sweat form at the small of her back, under her
breasts, her arms. What had he bathed in that morning—testosterone? She could
smell it. She could taste it. She couldn’t help sucking it in,
breath after breath, eager for another hit.
A slow smile spread over his full, sensual lips. “Why, hello
there,” he said. Was that a British accent?
Every alarm bell she had was clamoring so loudly in her head, she
was amazed she’d been able to hear him speak.
“Hi,” she said, stepping aside instinctively. Getting too close to
this man would be a mistake.
“I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure.” Oh, crap. It was a
British accent. He held out a hand. “McDermott Stanton. My intimates call me
Derry.”
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Author Info
Diana Seere was raised by wolves
in the forests outside Boston and San Francisco. The only time she spends in
packs these days is at romance writing conventions. In truth, Diana is two New
York Times and USA Today bestselling authors who decided to write shifter
romance and have more fun.
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