Marie Treanor

Loving the Man, is available now from Changeling Press

Part Three of City of the Damned...
The vampire Katia holds only contempt for humans. She has no reason to spare David, whom she encounters digging up pre-apocalypse “artefacts” on the edges of the City. And yet she lets him go. Her very desire drives her away from him.

But David has other ideas. A man with no mutant “gifts”, yet he is unafraid of either her superior strength or her vampire nature. Instead, he risks his life for a moment of her time, pursuing her relentlessly until Katia recognizes her own human passions, and her importance in the City’s past and future is revealed.

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"Ms Treanor gives her readers one strong emotional ride... Sexual tension runs high and the love scenes are emotional and sensual. The plot is captivating and the reader will be hooked... This reviewer loved this story and has enjoyed this whole series so far and hopes that Ms. Treanor will continue to write about this world and its inhabitants." - 5 hearts, Valerie, Love Romances and More

"This is the third book in the City of the Damned series and it just keeps getting better and better... Once again you will feel their sorrow and pain and their hope and love for their families and their future and their children’s future. Katia struggles with her feelings for David but he very sensually and tenderly makes her realize she is not the monster she imagines she is. I can’t wait to see what direction Ms. Treanor takes in the next book of this series." - 4.5 hearts, Lisa Freeman, The Romance Studio

"Together, Katia and David are a dynamic couple who seem to find a balance with each other. The sex between them is both intense and emotionally charged. I am fascinated about this series and I can’t wait to see what Ms. Treanor has in store. This series will have readers anxiously waiting for more." - 4 stars, 'H', Ann Lee, JERR.

"Loving the Man brings into focus just how much the mutants, both werewolf and vampire, have in common with the humans. Their survival depends upon the other and I for one look forward to seeing how things turn out… " - 4 stars, Sizzling, Trang, Ectaroamnce.

"Katia and David both see the other more clearly than they perceive themselves...If you haven’t read the first two books in the City of the Damned series, LOVING THE WOLF and LOVING THE VAMPIRE, I’d recommend that you read them prior to reading this one. And really, aren’t you just dying to know if wolves, vampires and humans can form lasting relationships? Read LOVING THE MAN and find out for yourself." - Lori Ann, Romance Review Today Erotic

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“You’ve been warned about this city? We don’t get many visitors.”
“I’m not a visitor. I’m a returning native.”
For some reason that shocked her. Yet she managed to smile as he straightened and turned back to face her.
“Then can you work out what I am? Since I was personally acquainted with Professor Dewer who died fifty years ago?”
The man shrugged. Apart from that, he stood very still. “Liar or vampire, it’s none of my business.”
She smiled. “I could make it your business.”
“You want a ride into the city?”
Katia stared at him, seriously beginning to doubt his sanity. “You’d offer a vampire a ride in your car?”
“Maybe you’re a liar.”
Surprised laughter caught in her throat. “I love an optimist.” She touched the coarse wool of his coat, tracing the line upward to his shoulder. “Maybe I can take $you for a ride instead.”
There was a pause. “I’ve no doubt you could.” He stood unmoving as her fingers trailed from his shoulder to the bare skin of his neck. She heard his breath catch and stepped closer, inhaling the warm, strong smell of him. Human male, clean, healthy… she could hear his blood pumping, calling louder. Her nose hovered around his throat, her lips parted.
“Aren’t you afraid, human?” she whispered.
His Adam’s apple jerked as he swallowed. “What do you think?”
She gave a small, throaty laugh. Her hand moved down from his neck to his thick upper arm. Her other hand came up to hold its companion, and she pressed closer into him.
Against her abdomen, his crotch was already semi-hard. Smiling into his neck, she moved her hips against his and felt his cock grow.
“I think you should be afraid. Very afraid. Lying is one vice I don’t have. And I’m hungry. Very, very hungry.”
She flicked out her tongue, licking his vein. She felt like purring. The scent of his blood filled her, excited her, but more than that, the taste of his skin on her tongue was delicious, a little salty sweat, a lot of earthy human male, and something else, something unique that tugged at her memories and yet was new and rare. She just knew he would be good…
He stood still in her hold. Many did. The fear got them that way, paralyzed them. Others struggled in their terror, though it made no difference. She fed from them all anyway.

A fresh flood of moisture poured down Katia’s thigh. Impatiently, she stood on tiptoe, writhing against his cock, rejoicing in his groan of need. Fitting it between her thighs, she wriggled until her clitoris brushed it. Her eyes closed with the rushing pleasure, but she wanted, she needed more.

David’s hand stroked her thigh, then lifted her leg until it lay over his hip. Growling low in her throat, Katia jumped so that she could wrap her other leg around him too. He steadied himself with one hand on the wall, just before she impaled herself on his cock.

It had been a long, long time for Katia. She had forgotten the feel of a man inside her. Had anyone ever felt like this? David filled her, reached impossibly far inside, stretched her to breaking point. And yet the sensations bombarded her. Her muscles contracted and released quite involuntarily around his cock.

“Jesus Christ,” she said unsteadily. “If you move, I’ll come.”

He smiled, suddenly more predatory than she. “Oh I’ll move,” he promised. “And you’ll come.”