"Firefighters put out the fires ... not start them."
Reviewed by Annetta Sweetko
Posted September 21, 2013
Romance Paranormal
The Durham brothers are back. They are still raising
thoroughbreds and doing search and rescues for the sheriff.
This time they are asked to search for a missing
firefighter lost in a FIRE IN THE SMOKIES. With the fire
blazing around them the brothers separate to cover more
ground. Jaxon enters a cave and there lies ... his mate.
Jaxon Durham is a wolf shifter and this firefighter is his
mate? OK after his brother Sergius found his mate he was
kind of expecting it sooner or later but a fireman? It was
only when he helps remove the protective gear that a lot of
blonde hair tumbles out. He releases a breath he didn't
know he was holding ... his mate is a she and beautiful.
Brianna White is a firefighter who sought out a cave when
the forest fire she was fighting shifted. When she looks up
to find a wolf standing there then seconds later a very
naked, very gorgeous man she is sure she is either dead or
dreaming. She has no way of knowing that her world is going
to be changed and what a change especially with Jax Durham
laying such a hot sensual claim. Then of course there's the
danger of the fire, the real one, and the return of the
nemesis the boys can't seem to get rid of.
FIRE IN THE SMOKIES is a fast spaced, burning hot, page
turner. This second book of the Durham Wolves is even
hotter than the first one. Jaxon is a handsome shifter with
a bit of dominance in him mainly in bed but Brianna is a
strong woman who isn't about to be told what to do at least
not outside of the bedroom. They are a perfect match for
each other in a number of ways. Author Becca Jameson
manages to write a second book that is just as intriguing as
the
first. After giving Jaxon a shock in trying to figure out
how his mate could be a man, I cannot wait to see what Ms.
Jameson has in mind for third brother Micah.
SUMMARY
When Jaxon Durham isn’t raising thoroughbreds with his
brothers, he’s using his heightened senses to search for
missing hikers in the Smokies. This time the call is for a
firefighter gone missing on the front lines. In his wolf form, he’s the first to track the firefighter to
a cave, but he’s stopped cold by a stunning realization—it’s
his mate. To his relief, the body covered in fireproof gear
is female. Brianna White can’t decide if she’s died and gone to heaven,
or unconscious and having a delicious dream, when the wolf
standing before her shifts into a naked man. Either way, she
can’t resist the urge to go along for the ride. She never
expected to fall so instantly, and so hard, for the sexy
hunk. But an old enemy is lurking beyond the walls of their
refuge. The clock is ticking while Jaxon races to evade the
deadly threat, even deadlier flames, and overcome the
stubborn will of a woman who’s not sure she’s ready to give
up life as she knew it. Warning: Dark, sexy wolves in the Appalachians evoke
steaming sex in a cave, light bondage and dominance, various
plugs and vibrators, and an interesting masturbation
chamber…
ExcerptLocking his gaze and attention on the opening between the rocks, Jaxon
jumped over a few downed trees and bounded into the first cave.Darkness consumed him, but it would be momentary. His eyes would adjust
to the lack of light. In no time he’d see almost as well as outside. One of the
perks of being lupine. He saw fantastically in the night. Dropping the pouch from his mouth, Jaxon lifted his head and took a deep
breath. Immediately he dropped his gaze and blinked. His eyes burned from
the smoke he’d run through. His vision had not yet cleared. He panted, letting his tongue hang out. One thing was clear. There was most
assuredly a human in this cave. And…that human was his mate. Jaxon couldn’t move. He couldn’t see yet either. And that aggravated him
more than anything. His ears were ringing, keeping him from concentrating. Was his mate the missing firefighter? A man? He backed up a step. Took several short breaths. His head twitched back and
forth as though in denial. He couldn’t stop it. He’d never once considered
himself attracted to men. Maybe there was a woman in the cave also? Another
deep inhale. Nope, one scent. Faint, but just the one. Not particularly identifiable.
God, let there be someone else hiding in a cave today besides a fireman.
A missing hiker? What were the chances? His vision began to clear. He blinked back the smoky film causing him to
squint and stepped farther into the cave. Do I have some latent subconscious tendencies toward men I was unaware of?
Why on earth would my mate be a man? A gasp made him jerk his gaze to the left. Movement. Shuffling. Deep
wheezing breaths. A flash of yellow. More movement. Scampering.
Jaxon approached gingerly. His paws made almost no sound as he inched
forward. He stopped. The fireman sat, hunkered really, against the wall. His boots scraped the
hard-packed ground in front of him in desperation as if he could perhaps
push himself through the solid rock behind his back if he could get enough
purchase. Jaxon tipped his head to one side. His brain scrambled. The fireman was
covered from head to toe with flame-retardant clothing. Soot covered the
yellow, almost completely obscuring any evidence of color. Even his face was
covered—goggles, a mask, helmet. No wonder Jaxon could barely scent the man. He hesitated. Considered running from his destiny. What the hell was he
going to tell his brothers? His mate was a fireman? Could he be mistaken?
Crap. Jaxon suddenly focused on his error. He was in wolf form. The guy was
freaking petrified because a wolf had entered his hideout. Jaxon had been so
focused on finding evidence of a human in the area, he hadn’t thought
further. Adrenaline pumping, he’d concentrated only on the remote hope
someone was alive in this cave. And here he was, standing on four paws, staring down a fireman as though he
intended to eat him. Jaxon shivered, shook his entire body as he would after being caught in the
rain. He had to shift before the man had a heart attack. This wasn’t the way he ever
planned to reveal himself to anyone. Hell, he’d never shifted in front of
another human in his life, with the exception of Sergius’s mate, Juliana. It couldn’t be helped. And besides, whatever weirdness fate had in store for
him right now, he might as well get the whole I’m-a-wolf-shifter-and-you’ll-
have-to-get-over-it thing out of the way now. Jaxon didn’t take his eyes off the frightened firefighter. Bones popped, limbs
lengthened, hair receded. In moments Jaxon stood before the man, naked…
and human. The fireman didn’t move a muscle. He appeared to not even be breathing.
Jaxon cleared his throat. “Sorry. There was no other way.” He knelt in front of
the man and held his hands out, palms up. What difference did it make that
he was naked? It wasn’t as though the guy hadn’t seen a c*ck before… “I think you can breathe in here right now. The air isn’t too bad.” Jaxon
reached for the man’s protective helmet with slow calculated movements. He
didn’t want to scare the guy to death, but he did want to see what was under
the hardhat. Jaxon’s hand shook more than he would have liked as he tugged the helmet
off. “I didn’t mean to…reveal myself like that. I wasn’t thinking when I came
barreling in here looking for you. I—” Jaxon froze with the helmet held in midair. Holy mother of God.
Suddenly the firefighter wasn’t the only one not breathing. Jaxon could feel
his heart beating, but he didn’t think he’d ever be able to inhale again in this
lifetime. Long blond curls fell from the helmet seemingly in slow motion. They
cascaded down until they sprang back, bouncing as though they belonged in
a photo shoot for some feminine shampoo. Emphasis on the word feminine. The helmet slipped from Jaxon’s fingers and landed on the hard ground with
a loud clatter. He swallowed. His mouth opened and closed, but no words
came out. Synapses fired from one side of his head to the other as he made sense of the
picture in front of him. This was no fireman. This was a woman. And she still wasn’t breathing. And his d*ck thanked God she was a she and
sprang to life. And, oh…he was naked. Jaxon licked his lips and reached for her protective goggles. His hands shook
considerably more than they had moments ago as he lifted the eyewear off
her face and stared into her deep blue eyes. Huge eyes. Frightened eyes. “Oh, God. I thought…” Jaxon let the goggles fall from his hand. A lock of silky
hair caught in his fingers and he let the tresses dangle between them as they
cascaded to her shoulders. He let go with a start, as though she’d shocked him. “Wow, umm…” He
abruptly stood and turned away. Hastily he retraced his steps back to the entrance to the cave. Hands
trembling, he grabbed his pack and yanked it open. His fingers quickly found
his jeans. He shook the denim free of the pouch and stepped into them with
more haste than he’d ever donned clothing in his life. In fact, he hobbled a bit
on each leg as he tried to maintain his balance on one foot and then the
other. His c*ck grew larger by the second, knowing his mate sat behind him.
Jaxon didn’t bother with the button. The partially raised zipper would have to
suffice for now. When he turned back around he found his mate still sitting in the same spot.
He doubted she’d even blinked yet. Soot covered her face, having found its way in between the edges of her
helmet and mask. The only clean area was the figure-eight space where the
goggles had rested. Jaxon approached slower this time. “Sorry for the…” God, what was he
supposed to say? Sorry to shift in front of you? Sorry I was naked? Sorry to
inform you we are destined to spend our lives together?
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