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Today, my friend Susan posted on Facebook a link to a video of a man doing pole work. She said it made her think of Paris, my panther in The Pack or the Panther who is an Exotic Dancer. I love this video. The guy is wearing quite a few more clothes than Paris wears as you’ll see in the excerpt below, but you’ll get a sense of the amazing things an artist can do on these poles. Below the video is an excerpt from The Pack or the Panther that no one has seen unless they’ve read the book! It will give you an idea of my sexy pole dancer! Hope you enjoy both the video and the nibble from the book!

And here’s a scene for you —

Paris leaped up into the light, his sinuous body coated in black, glittering body paint like stars at midnight. 

Crash. The flute drowned in a cacophony of hard rock music as Paris flew into the air and grabbed a pole that had barely been visible against the black backdrop. On one arm and foot, he spun around the pole.

Wolves gasped and murmured. Wow. Just wow. And the body. Sweet God. Lean. Every muscle like its own private work of art, but not made of marble. More like silk, swirling and flowing around the pole. He circled to the ground, lifted himself into a handstand, and bent backward.

Oh man. A nice, hard mound of cock outlined against the soft light. A woman behind Cole gasped, and a couple giggled.

What the hell was he wearing under that paint? Maybe some kind of black G-string and nothing else. Cole wiped his hands on his pants. 

Paris flipped in front circles across the stage, grabbed the pole again, and twined his way to the top, upside down.

And then he did it. 

Both legs separated in a wide split, showing off that package like the crown jewels. He slid down the pole a few feet, stretching out his legs in a V. Holy crap. Paris wasn’t trying to embarrass Analiese. He wanted to teach her fiancée a lesson about what it took to turn him on. And shit, baby, this was it. If he didn’t get out of there, he’d come in his pants. But no way he could leave. His erection was taking over the planet. Everyone would see it.

His cock throbbed and his balls felt too heavy, ready to blow. This was so bad. He slipped a hand into his lap and tried to apply pressure to his cockhead through his slacks. Strangle the damned thing. Cut it off when all it wanted was to jump on that stage and push itself into that cat’s ass. Any werewolf in the room with half a nose could probably smell his lust.

Except maybe his scent got lost in the smell of throbbing pussy from all the females drooling over the cat. And the disgusting thing was, he felt jealous of them looking at Paris!

He was so screwed. Paris twined to the floor, legs apart, then flipped and landed in a split. He pressed his chest to the ground so his perfect and perfectly bare ass faced the audience. And then, with just the strength of his ass muscles, he pulled that butt up like a target. God, Cole could practically see his hole. Or at least he dreamed he could. It had to stop. Let it stop.

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