Book Tour & Giveaway - Declan by Caitlyn O’Leary

You want to know about me? I believe in three things: loyalty to my friends, helping those in need and

the end justifies the means.

Declan (Shadow Alliance Book One) by Caitlyn O’Leary

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Blurb

Spin-Off of Navy SEAL Midnight Delta Series

This is what you need to know.

I keep the people around me safe,

And sometimes I rain vengeance on my enemies.

It's who I am, and what I do.

As a former Army Ranger, I get the job done.

After an unforgivable betrayal by one of my own,

I created the Shadow Alliance.

We handle the dark and dangerous work,

Jobs that governments won't.

And now, the sexy, smart, and feisty Allison Davies needs my help.

As an FBI Agent, enlisting my help could cost her job.

But, I'm her only hope.

There's only one problem.

Our mutual desire just might get in the way.

One misstep and we become the hunted.

A price I just might be willing to pay.

**Please choose ONE EXCERPT**

Excerpt #1

She pressed her lips to mine. Soft and gentle. I reciprocated. Loving the feel. I wanted—needed—to give her comfort. But then she changed the pressure. Her movements became urgent.

“Baby,” I tried to caution her.

“Declan, I need you. I need this.”

I’d take her to bed and just hold her. She needed comfort. Then, as if she could read my mind…

“Declan, I’ve known you were special since I read your file. I’ve wanted you since I saw you searching for Anna. I’ve needed you since you convinced me I’m beautiful in your eyes.”

“Oh, Allie, you’re the one who’s the diamond. I see all of your facets, all of your depths, and you shine, baby. You shine.” Her eyes lit up at my words, and I was so happy I’d found the right ones. I eased her off my lap and stood up. The hungry look in her eyes almost brought me to my knees. Before she started to stand, I whisked her into my arms, and her eyes melted. Good, I wanted her to feel as special as she was.

I headed to the bedroom I’d recently vacated. As soon as I got her to the room, I let her slide down my body. Since I was just wearing my boxers, there was no doubt how I was feeling. But I needed to be sure this was truly what she wanted. After I turned on the bedside light I found her sitting on the bed. I knelt in front of her.

“Allie, are you sure?”

“Aren’t you?”

I looked at my dick and then back up at her. She laughed.

“I really want this too,” she whispered.

“Then you might be wearing a few too many clothes,” I whispered back. Leaning forward, I captured her mouth for a kiss. Her lips parted and I unbuttoned her blouse. Slowly, I drew the cotton sleeves down her shoulders, touching the silk of her skin as I went. She gasped as I traced the curves of her breasts above the cups of her bra. I broke away from her lips.

“God, look at you.” I unclasped the front enclosure and her breasts spilled into my hands. I thumbed her pink nipples and she moaned, and pressed hard into my hands. She liked it when I plucked and pinched the tips of her breasts.

“Declan, that feels so good.”

I dipped my head and sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, loving her whimpers and gasps. She grabbed my head and her nails bit into my scalp. I wrapped my arms around her, and laid her down on the bed. She was rubbing her jean clad legs together. I thrust one hand between them and she slammed her legs together, locking it in place. Like I wanted it anywhere else. I rubbed against the seam of her jeans, and licked at the tender flesh of her swollen breasts.

“So good.” She sighed.

She arched up, but it wasn’t enough. I pulled off her jeans and panties. She was truly beautiful.

“Now you.”

“Huh?”

“Your boxers,” she said.

“Not yet. First I want to play some more.” The woman had legs that wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t believe that she ever doubted her attractiveness. Whoever had been her past lovers had been absolute assholes.

She reached out to me, and I lowered myself into her arms, kissing those plump lips of hers, reveling in the jolt she once again gave me as our lips met. Having our bodies meet was bliss. Her breasts touching my chest was heaven. I dragged my chest hair against her nipples and she groaned.

“Again. Do that again.” I did. Slowly I inched downwards, kissing silken flesh along my way. Peaches. I smelled peaches, until finally I smelled peaches and musk. Divine. Parting her thighs, I found glistening pink magic. Allie tensed.

“Relax.”

“I am.” Sure she was.

I pressed her legs wider apart, but it was a bit of a struggle. “Honey, I just want to play.”

“I know.”

“You like this, don’t you?” I blew against her folds.

“I don’t know.” Yep, she had only been with assholes.

I parted her slick flesh and licked her. She shuddered, but didn’t make a sound. Peaches, spice, and Allie. So good. I looked up, and she was biting the base of her thumb. Oh that was a challenge. Her body betrayed her, it showed me exactly what kind of touches it liked, and when I added my fingers, she started to pant.

Up and down, around and around.

“Declan? Come inside me now.”

“Not until you scream.”

My fingers found what they’d been searching for, and she squeaked and tightened in a good way. Carefully, I sucked.

“Declan! It’s too good.” She was drenched in pleasure.

Almost there.

I stroked inwards, and bit her clit gently, flicking my tongue against her swollen flesh. She let out a shriek, and pulsed her release.

I moved up to the nightstand and ripped off my boxers. I tore open the condom and looked at Allie.

“Please, now!”

Slowly, I entered her tight depths. I thought I was going to lose my mind. It was pure bliss. Those long legs curled around me, and she pulled me in.

“More!” I gave her everything. She gasped, but then smiled. “Perfect.”

“Thank God.”

I began to move, and she met me. We danced and twined, moving ever upwards. I felt my orgasm begin at the base of my spine. I wasn’t going to last. That beautiful face, those eyes that shimmered. I dipped in for another kiss that shot sparks.

“Allie?” I was hanging on by a thread.

She thrust up against me, her heels digging into my ass. I felt her sheath begin to tighten and I thought my head would explode.

This woman, this beautiful woman let out a joyful sound that was my name, over and over again.

“Yes, God yes, Allie.”

I shot ever upwards until I found heaven.

EXCERPT #2

I ran fast. Faster. The door to the gymnasium was propped open, and I was blown back by the sound of people screaming, crying, yelling and talking. So much sound. It was dark where I was, but then I saw in one corner where it was bright because the ceiling was gone. It was the corner where I’d slept. Had there been a warning? A sound? Anything that told people they should move? Run? And why the hell hadn’t I considered that the roof might be less than sturdy? Wasn’t that why I was in Paraguay?

The water was up to my ankles. It took all I had to be gentle when I wanted to force myself through the throng of people, to yell and scream at them to get out of my way so I could get to where the roof had caved in. All that mattered was getting to that corner of the gym. I needed to see if the little girl’s cot was still there or was it underneath the sodden mess of a roof.

A man was in front of me, unaware I was trying to get past. I had to stop, and it about killed me.

“Sir?” I tried to get his attention. Nothing. “Sir?” Still nothing. Maybe if I just belted him, I could just step over his unconscious body. I couldn’t very well step on the child to his left or the little boys to his right.

Allison stepped in front of me and pushed the man. Hard.

“What?”

When he turned, I saw a mask of grief. No wonder he hadn’t heard. But I still needed to get past. Allison had gotten him turned enough to give us space to go forward.

“Declan!” It was Hudson. He and six or seven others were struggling to move a beam. It wasn’t where I wanted to be. I needed to get over to the corner, but…

I pushed in beside Hudson. Allison was beside me. Soon the beam was up. Allison and another man ducked under, and after long moments pulled out a man and a woman who’d been trapped.

“Clear!” she called. We set the beam down.

I grabbed her by the shoulders. “What the hell were you thinking going under there?”

“I was the smallest. I was also probably the weakest one holding up the beam, it made sense for me to go.”

“Yeah, Emma would have done the same thing.” I grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the spot where the little girl had slept. Where she had made me promise to come back. “I need to check on some people,” I said, proud that my voice sounded even.

As I got closer, I saw wood, plaster, and steel covering the area where the cots had been. Why wasn’t anyone trying to lift the shit off the cots? For God’s sake, people had been sleeping there hours ago. Were these people monsters?

“Hudson! Over here!” I knew it was useless, I made a grab for my phone when a man interrupted me.

“Sir.” He had the white vest and red cross on it.

“What?” I demanded, close to pushing him out of my way.

“This area has been cleared.”

“What do you mean? What happened to the people who were on these cots?” I pointed to the mangled aluminum that popped through the plaster. Did I even want to know the answer to my question?

“We’ve got the survivors in the triage area.” He pointed to a spot in another corner.

“How many fatalities?” I held my breath for the answer.

“I don’t know. I wasn’t there when the area was cleared.”

Halfway across the gym, I realized I was dragging Allie behind me. She was keeping up easily. She squeezed my hand, and I kept going.

“Who are you looking for?”

“That’s where I slept last night. There’s a little girl who’s been following me around for the last ten days…”

“We’ll find her,” she said softly, but I heard her just fine.

EXCERPT #3

“I want to know about you. I want to know what makes you tick. What makes you happy. I want to know about Allison Davies. Is that so wrong?”

“I guess not,” she said hesitantly.

“We read the same books. Well, I don’t read the bare-chested men books. But that one that you re-read…I might have to buy that one.” She hit me on the arm. I’d hit a nerve.

I pressed closer until her breasts were against my chest. Heavenly. Her nipples hardened. Pulling her hips close to my body, I bent to nuzzle her neck, and drink in her scent. Fuck, she smelled good. Peaches again. I didn’t even realize my hands had moved until I felt the soft flesh of her tits. Oh God, had my dick ever been this hard?

But I needed to take it slow. Whether she knew it or not, she’d just admitted that plants were too big of a commitment for her. I didn’t want to rush her into sex, not until we’d broken down a few more barriers. But there was no way I was going to deny myself another kiss.

“Declan, please.”

“I’m here, baby.” I brushed my thumb across the edge of her bangs and looked into the midnight depths of her eyes. I kissed her nose and was rewarded with a languid smile. Taking her hand, I guided her out to the living room. I sat down in the corner of the couch, and drew her onto my lap, she curled up like a kitten.

“You’re so beautiful.”

She looked down and tried to hide her face with her hair. I tucked it behind her ear and trailed kisses along her cheek. “So beautiful.”

She shook her head. I kissed the tear that formed.

“Ah, honey. You make me ache. I watch you, and I want you. Your eyes draw me in and take my breath away.”

She shook her head again, but I could tell she was listening.

“I told Conroy to buy you that blue dress so it would match your eyes.”

Her breath caught, and she looked at me.

“You were an absolute mess. Nothing but a camp bath. But when you took the dress out of the shopping bag, I couldn’t erase the vision of you wearing it. Do you know what I did?”

She shook her head, and I hesitated, but her eyes were so shy and hopeful.

“I jerked off in the shower imagining you in that dress, Allie.”

“You did not.”

I kissed the tip of her nose. “Did too.”

She giggled.

“Can I kiss you now?”

She wound her arms around my neck. “I want to kiss you.”

I waited. Her mouth parted, and she licked her plump lips. Jesus, I thought I might die. She pulled my head downwards, and I dove in. So soft, so perfect. And there was that electric shock again as we touched. She shivered. I stroked her long hair, and she moaned as our tongues met.

I traced her jaw, her skin was so soft and her mouth flowered open, allowing me to explore further. My hand moved to cup the back of her head and slid down to the bow that tied her dress. I hesitated.

No, Declan.

Yes, Declan.

By the time, the ‘Yes, Declan’ had been said, the bow was untied, and blue silk was drifting downwards.

She whimpered.

“Are you okay?” I whispered against her wet lips. She nodded.

“Words, baby.”

“Yes.”

My hand cupped the silky texture of her breast, so warm and soft. I rolled her nipple between my fingers.

“Ahhh.” Her head fell back against the arm of the sofa. I bent and suckled. She gripped my head. Pressing me harder against the hard tip. She whimpered again, and I looked up. Her lips were open and shiny. I needed another kiss.

I surged upwards and took her mouth and plundered. My head spun. She moaned.

Oh God, this is not what I wanted for her. Not yet. I needed to slow things down because I couldn’t be trusted. I pulled away, then kissed her eyelids, and then her nose.

I tied her dress. Then because I couldn’t resist, I kissed her mouth again.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“I need more time to savor you, love. But know that this is killing me. I’ve never had a more beautiful woman in my arms.”

She rolled her eyes.

I pinched her butt.

“You listen to me and believe me when I call you beautiful. That’s the new rule.”

“Fine.” She sighed. “But if I forget, you have to kiss me.” I loved that little bit of self-confident sass.

About the Author:

Caitlyn O'Leary is an avid reader, and considers herself a fan first and an author second. She reads a wide variety of genres, but finds herself going back to happily-ever-afters. Getting a chance to write, after years in corporate America is a dream come true. She hopes that her stories provide the kind of entertainment and escape that she has found from some of her favorite authors.

Her Series Include:

THE FOUND:

It's a bit Paranormal, a bit Sci-Fi and 100% Action/Adventure. The characters have special abilities, that make them targets.

MIDNIGHT DELTA

This is focused on a group of Navy Seals. What makes them special is their bond to one another, and the women they come to love.

FATE HARBOR

This is the series that started her career, it is a Menage Series that takes place in Fate Harbor Washington. It focuses on a tight knit community who live and love and care for one another.