Isola Dei Sogni. Where dreams and fantasies come true—if you let them.
Mia might just strangle her sister. Her fantasy is a good book and a bottle of wine, and she doesn’t have to traipse halfway around the world for that. Until she meets Dylan. This much younger man sends her libido into overdrive and makes her want to fulfill all of his dreams.
Dylan is on the island under protest, until his tiger spots Mia. Suddenly this trip isn’t a chore but pure pleasure. With his mate’s scent in his nostrils nothing is going to stop him from claiming what’s his.
Certainly not the minor detail of Mia having no idea of what really happens on this island, or the fact that shifters exist. When reality creeps into their idyll, will Mia be the strong mate his tiger needs, or will this fantasy end all too soon?
Excerpt:
Mia stared up at him. His trousers stretched over his thighs and across his stomach. She glanced at his cock and away again in a hurry. The bloody man had a hard-on. Just by looking at her under the water? It couldn’t be the reason. She was surely all blurry and wavy? Mia had a quick glance down to reassure herself. She wasn’t going to admit it, but she was wet from more than the pool water and her skin tingled with arousal. Even her scalp itched in a good way.
There she was with the most interesting male she’d met in a long time in close proximity—even if he was too young—and she had to stay submerged. Her wet hair flapped around her face, because as typical, she forgot to pin it up. She’d dispensed with a swimmy, so was bare-ass naked, and all of what she thought of as her unimpressive bits were off on show. Mia decided there and then she could never be a femme fatale. Too self-conscious and too aware of outside influences.
However, to use a favorite phrase of her mum’s, boy, was he hot to trot. Hmm. What to do next? Mia cleared her suddenly dry throat.
“Why did you say you were here?”
He grinned. Pure. Devilish. Wickedness. The sort of smile to make even the most hard-nosed woman weak.
Dammit.
“I didn’t,” he said, “say why. Do you want me to say something deep and meaningful, or do you want the truth?”
“The truth.” She hoped.
“Okay, so I did bring champagne.” He waved in the direction of an insulated box. “And unbreakable glasses. But … I cannot tell a lie. I was hoping for a sneak peek at your gorgeous body in the buff. A bit poetic, but truthful. I wanted to see you naked. Still do. Oh, and I’m here to cater for your every desire.”
Mia considered what he said. What the hell? She was on holiday, alone, and while not young, free and single, two out of three would do. She made up her mind. Meryl wasn’t around and had told Mia in no uncertain terms before they left home, that she, Mia, was on her own all week. Meryl had her own agenda. Mia spoke rapidly before she could change her mind.
“Are you married or otherwise spoken for?”
He shook his head. Mia noticed that now his hair was looped back with a string of leather. Very nice.
“Nope,’ he said in a firm, no bullshit tone. “Single now, divorced for twelve years with no significant—or otherwise other—male or female, unless you count the cat. Clean bill of health, only here for a week as a favor to the management. Oh, and definitely financially solvent. So?”
She took a deep breath. She’d go for it. No one would know. He wasn’t likely to fuck and tell, not here. Especially as he said he was doing the management a favor. To screw with and screw up a customer wouldn’t be a good move.
“So? Would you like to join me in here?”
His grin, nod, and a certain part of his body—judging by the hard ridge she could discern under the tight denim jeans—were one hundred percent hot, aroused male.
“Hold on.” Mia started to panic as he began to unbutton his shirt. “What about dinner? And what are you going to wear?”
“For dinner? Up to you. For now? Nothing. Oh, and while I remember. About dinner? On hold ’til you ask for it.” His hand went to the next button and he lifted his brow in silent query. In the subtle light, Mia only just noticed but nodded anyway. His shirt was unfastened and he threw it onto the lounger to rest on top of her bikini bottoms. Well, now she knew how he’d had confirmation of her nudity. Her bikini top was still fluttering away like a flag at a rally.
“Okay.” She did her best to ignore the rumba in her tummy and the butterflies dancing on her clit. Mia couldn’t take her eyes off him as his hands moved lower.
Oh, God, now his jeans. I wonder if he’s going commando? And then what?
“That, love, is your call.”
For fuck’s sake, she had to zip it.The think-it-and-spew-it scenario was so embarrassing. Unable to look away, but feeling a terrible voyeur, Mia watched as he slowly peeled his jeans down his legs. Her suspicions—or was it hopes?—were right.
Commando. What a body. She gave a silent inward whistle. W … h … a … t … a…
Dylan smiled. “Thank you,” he said gravely. “Do you want me to stand here a bit longer or shall I get in the pool?”
“What? Oh, hell, I’ve done it again, haven’t I?” She could have sworn she hadn’t spoken aloud.
“’Fraid so.”
“Just get in.” She laughed, a rich, deep, sexy laugh that surprised herself as much as it seemed to him. His eyes widened and he chuckled. “But do it slowly,” she added. She might as well enjoy the show.
Dylan let himself slide into the water slowly, as requested. He winked and appeared as if he was enjoying himself as much as she was.
Mia held her breath as he swam across to stand in front of her. He didn’t touch, he just looked, and she thought—hoped—admired.
“You,” he said slowly as he stroked her cheek, “are my fantasy come to life. I want to caress you, explore you. All over. And over and over again. To feel those wonderful breasts pressed against my chest. To discover the taste of them, the feel of them in my mouth. To have your legs wrapped around me, to feel your body rubbing against mine, to make me even harder than I am now. To push myself into you, to feel myself filling you and exploding in you. To hear you cry as you climax around me. And then to make you feel all those things again and again, with my hands, my mouth, my body—and, oh shit, give me a minute here.”
She rather thought he struggled for composure.
“Thank God for the calming effects of water.” Dylan’s voice was strangled, as if he had trouble forming his words.
Mia let out her breath. Noisily. “I’ll second that.” For someone who didn’t work there, he sure knew how to turn her on. Thank goodness she didn’t say that aloud.
His lips twitched.
“What?”
“Nothing, just give me a minute. Then we’ll talk.”
Mia nodded. Why didn’t the water have its usual shriveling effect on his cock? He leaned against the side of the pool and swished his legs, creating ripples and waves that concealed the lower half of his body, but his arousal was nipple-hardening, clit-clenching, and juice-collecting evident. Mia swam toward him and trod water.
“I’ve decided,” she said. “I have my fantasy now. Do you think you’ll be able to remember it for me? It’s totally out of character for me, but very simple.”
"Impulse" is story 2 in the Isola dei Sogni series and once again, Ms. McAllan tells a fun tale of alpha men who are in way over their heads with the feisty women they're attracted to. As someone who really enjoys Ms. McAllan's stories, one of the (many) things I appreciate the most is how real her female characters are. They could be you, your neighbor, a school chum, or...what works is that they're so easy to relate to. And well, I generally get a great kick out of their internal thoughts, which is something you have to be careful with when you're on the island with mind readers. Whether you enjoy a good paranormal story or simply want to enjoy a good romance, then one-click. While the stories, thus far, are relatively standalone, you will get more enjoyment/benefit out of it if you start with story 1.
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Where dreams and fantasies come true—if you let them.\u003c\u002fem\u003e\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMia might just strangle her sister. Her fantasy is a good book and a bottle of wine, and she doesn’t have to traipse halfway around the world for that. Until she meets Dylan. This much younger man sends her libido into overdrive and makes her want to fulfill all of his dreams.\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDylan is on the island under protest, until his tiger spots Mia. Suddenly this trip isn’t a chore but pure pleasure. With his mate’s scent in his nostrils nothing is going to stop him from claiming what’s his.\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cbr \u002f\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCertainly not the minor detail of Mia having no idea of what really happens on this island, or the fact that shifters exist. When reality creeps into their idyll, will Mia be the strong mate his tiger needs, or will this fantasy end all too soon?\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eExcerpt:\u003c\u002fstrong\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eMia stared up at him. His trousers stretched over his thighs and across his stomach. She glanced at his cock and away again in a hurry. The bloody man had a hard-on. Just by looking at her under the water? It couldn’t be the reason. She was surely all blurry and wavy? Mia had a quick glance down to reassure herself.\u003cem\u003e S\u003c\u002fem\u003ehe wasn’t going to admit it, but she was wet from more than the pool water and her skin tingled with arousal. Even her scalp itched in a good way. \u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eThere she was with the most interesting male she’d met in a long time in close proximity—even if he was too young—and she had to stay submerged. Her wet hair flapped around her face, because as typical, she forgot to pin it up. She’d dispensed with a swimmy, so was bare-ass naked, and all of what she thought of as her unimpressive bits were off on show. Mia decided there and then she could never be a femme fatale. Too self-conscious and too aware of outside influences. \u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eHowever, to use a favorite phrase of her mum’s, boy, was he hot to trot. Hmm. What to do next? Mia cleared her suddenly dry throat.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Why did you say you were here?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eHe grinned. Pure. Devilish. Wickedness. The sort of smile to make even the most hard-nosed woman weak. \u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eDammit.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“I didn’t,” he said, “say why. Do you want me to say something deep and meaningful, or do you want the truth?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“The truth.” She hoped.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Okay, so I did bring champagne.” He waved in the direction of an insulated box. “And unbreakable glasses. But … I cannot tell a lie. I was hoping for a sneak peek at your gorgeous body in the buff. A bit poetic, but truthful. I wanted to see you naked. Still do. Oh, and I’m here to cater for your every desire.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eMia considered what he said. What the hell? She was on holiday, alone, and while not young, free and single, two out of three would do\u003cem\u003e.\u003c\u002fem\u003e She made up her mind. Meryl wasn’t around and had told Mia in no uncertain terms before they left home, that she, Mia, was on her own all week. Meryl had her own agenda. Mia spoke rapidly before she could change her mind.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Are you married or otherwise spoken for?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eHe shook his head. Mia noticed that now his hair was looped back with a string of leather.\u003cem\u003e Very \u003c\u002fem\u003enice.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Nope,’ he said in a firm, no bullshit tone. “Single now, divorced for twelve years with no significant—or otherwise other—male or female, unless you count the cat. Clean bill of health, only here for a week as a favor to the management. Oh, and definitely financially solvent. So?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eShe took a deep breath. She’d go for it. No one would know. He wasn’t likely to fuck and tell, not here. Especially as he said he was doing the management a favor. To screw with and screw up a customer wouldn’t be a good move.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“So? Would you like to join me in here?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eHis grin, nod, and a certain part of his body—judging by the hard ridge she could discern under the tight denim jeans—were one hundred percent hot, aroused male.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Hold on.” Mia started to panic as he began to unbutton his shirt. “What about dinner? And what are you going to wear?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“For dinner? Up to you. For now? Nothing. Oh, and while I remember. About dinner? On hold ’til you ask for it.” His hand went to the next button and he lifted his brow in silent query. In the subtle light, Mia only just noticed but nodded anyway. His shirt was unfastened and he threw it onto the lounger to rest on top of her bikini bottoms. Well, now she knew how he’d had confirmation of her nudity. Her bikini top was still fluttering away like a flag at a rally.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Okay.” She did her best to ignore the rumba in her tummy and the butterflies dancing on her clit. Mia couldn’t take her eyes off him as his hands moved lower.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003eOh, God, now his jeans. I wonder if he’s going commando? And then what?\u003c\u002fem\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“That, love, is your call.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eFor fuck’s sake, she had to zip it.The think-it-and-spew-it scenario was so embarrassing\u003cem\u003e.\u003c\u002fem\u003e Unable to look away, but feeling a terrible voyeur, Mia watched as he slowly peeled his jeans down his legs. Her suspicions—or was it hopes?—were right.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eCommando. What a body. She gave a silent inward whistle\u003cem\u003e. W … h … a … t … a…\u003c\u002fem\u003e\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eDylan smiled. “Thank you,” he said gravely. “Do you want me to stand here a bit longer or shall I get in the pool?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“What? Oh, hell, I’ve done it again, haven’t I?” She could have sworn she hadn’t spoken aloud.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“’Fraid so.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Just get in.” She laughed, a rich, deep, sexy laugh that surprised herself as much as it seemed to him. His eyes widened and he chuckled. “But do it slowly,” she added. She might as well enjoy the show.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eDylan let himself slide into the water slowly, as requested. He winked and appeared as if he was enjoying himself as much as she was.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eMia held her breath as he swam across to stand in front of her. He didn’t touch, he just looked, and she thought—hoped—admired.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“You,” he said slowly as he stroked her cheek, “are \u003cem\u003emy\u003c\u002fem\u003e fantasy come to life. I want to caress you, explore you. All over. And over and over again. To feel those wonderful breasts pressed against my chest. To discover the taste of them, the feel of them in my mouth. To have your legs wrapped around me, to feel your body rubbing against mine, to make me even harder than I am now. To push myself into you, to feel myself filling you and exploding in you. To hear you cry as you climax around me. And then to make you feel all those things again and again, with my hands, my mouth, my body—and, oh shit, give me a minute here.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eShe rather thought he struggled for composure. \u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Thank God for the calming effects of water.” Dylan’s voice was strangled, as if he had trouble forming his words.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eMia let out her breath. Noisily. “I’ll second that.” For someone who didn’t work there, he sure knew how to turn her on. Thank goodness she didn’t say that aloud.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eHis lips twitched.\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“What?”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003e“Nothing, just give me a minute. Then we’ll talk.”\u003c\u002fspan\u003e\u003c\u002fp\u003e\r\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: medium; font-family: 'times new roman', times;\"\u003eMia nodded. Why didn’t the water have its usual shriveling effect on his cock? He leaned against the side of the pool and swished his legs, creating ripples and waves that concealed the lower half of his body, but his arousal was nipple-hardening, clit-clenching, and juice-collecting evident. 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