however damn sexy he is… ‘First Impressions’ #Gay #Romance @taranakidreams @GoddessFish

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Jay Hogan and her story First Impressions!

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Jay is a New Zealand author writing in the LGBTQIA genre in MM Romance and Fantasy. She has travelled extensively and lived in many places including the US, Canada, France, Australia and South Korea, and loves to add experiences from these adventures into her writing.

She is a cat aficionado especially of Maine Coons, and an avid dog lover (but don’t tell the cat). She loves to cook- pretty damn good, loves to sing – pretty damn average, and as for parenting a gorgeous daughter-well that depends on the day.

She has lovely complex boys telling sweet sexy stories in her head that demand attention and a considerable number of words to go with them. Their journeys are never straightforward and can even surprise Jay, but the end is always satisfying.

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Michael:

Two years ago I made a mistake, a big one, and then I threw in another couple just for good measure. I screwed up my life big time but I made it through. I was lucky.

Then I was given the opportunity for a fresh start. Two years in Auckland, NZ, ‘The City of Sails’. Away from the LA gossip, a chance to breathe, to get my life back together. I grabbed it and packed my new set of golden rules with me.

I don’t do relationships.

I don’t do commitment.

I don’t do white picket fences.

And I especially don’t do arrogant, holier-than-thou, smoking hot K9 officers who walk into my ER and rock my world.

Josh:

The only thing I know for certain about Dr. Michael Oliver is the guy is an arrogant, untrustworthy player, and I’d barely survived the last one of those in my life. Once was more than enough. The man might be gorgeous but my eleven-year-old daughter takes number one priority and I won’t risk her being hurt, again. I’m a solo dad, a K9 cop and a son to pain in the ass, bigoted parents.

I don’t have time for games.

I don’t have time for taking chances.

I don’t have time for more complications in my life.

And I sure as hell don’t have time for the infuriating Dr. Michael Oliver, however damn sexy he is.

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The young officer behind Josh attempted to block the man’s escape only to have the knife sweep up and slice his defensive arm from wrist to shoulder. The intruder then threw him against the wall with a sickening crack and the officer slid to the floor, a spray of bright red blood arcing up against the cream paint.

Arterial. Shit. Michael instinctively surged from under the table toward the injured officer but stopped short when he realized his movement had drawn the intruder’s attention. They locked eyes, staring at each other for no more than a few seconds before the knifeman lurched toward him. Michael stumbled back against the wall just as the shepherd erupted from the corridor to his right and hurled himself at the knife once again. The guy’s arm spun in a wide arc toward the airborne animal, sending it careening into the bar. The act granted the man enough time to make it out the front door before the dog scrambled to its feet in pursuit.

“Paris!” the handler shouted as he caught sight of his colleague sprawled in a pool of blood on the floor, but the dog was gone. “Damn.” He spoke urgently into his radio then fell to his knees alongside the young officer. A commotion from the other side of the emergency exit broke in waves through the bar but the handler ignored it, focused solely on his injured colleague and putting pressure on the pumping wound as he shook the young man’s shoulder. “Jackson!”

In seconds, Michael was on his knees alongside the handler, dimly aware of the other man’s heat as their thighs pressed together. The wound was pumping big. “Move,” he ordered the man without thinking, only realizing his mistake too late.

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Jacey

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could be something much more sinister… ‘Night Night, Sleep Tight’ #horror #anthology #multipleauthors @SDSXXTours

Night Night, Sleep Tight
A Horror Anthology
Presented by Enchanted Anthologies
Warning
– These stories are not for the faint-hearted. This anthology is
intended for readers aged 18+.
‘When you wake up randomly in the night,
there’s a good chance someone or something was watching you’
A bump in the night wakes you, the jolt just as you’re about to sleep
could be something much more sinister than you thought, the sound
outside your window is much more than a branch knocking in the wind,
and no, you didn’t imagine that shadow in the corner of your eye…
Night Night, Sleep Tight explores the horrific things that happen at night,
from sleep paralysis to monsters hiding under the bed.
So, Night Night, Sleep Tight, and don’t let them get you…
Introduction by R. L. Weeks
Under my Bed – Erin Lee
Butcher’s Wife – K. L. Roth
Embers and Ashes – Mary Duke
Villisca Unraveled by A. Maslo
The Pendant by Lorah Jaiyn
R L Weeks
is the bestselling and award-winning author of the Dead Loves Life Series, Bloodlust, The Fallen, Willow Woods Academy for Witches, Cursed, and the owner of Enchanted Anthologies, publisher of
Fractured Fairytales Books 1 & 2, A Deadly World: Vampires in Paris, Things Only the Darkness Knows, and Christmas Nightmares.
She lives in a small village in the UK.

When she’s not writing, she’s traveling, reading (paranormal, fantasy and horror being her go to genres) and designing covers for Dark Wish Designs.
Erin Lee is a dark fiction/reality author and therapist chasing a crazy dream one crazy story at a time. She is the author of books published by Savant Books and Publications, Limitless Publishing, Black Rose Writing, Zombie Cupcake Press, Bella Tulip Press, and Crazy Ink.
Her Diary of a Serial Killer Series is an international bestselling
series as is the Moving On Series that she co-wrote with Chelsi
Davis. Upcoming titles include Wendigo and Momma. She is a co-founder of the Escape from Reality Series and author of several books in that series.

Lee holds a master’s degree in psychology and works with at-risk
families and as a court appointed special advocate. When she isn’t
busy dissecting the human experience, she enjoys escaping from
reality through reading and spending time with her muses and canine
companions and therapy dogs—Thomas the Terrier and Milo Muse. To
her, laughter is the best medicine of all.
K. L Roth
is the award-winning, international bestselling author of The Royals Series, The Fallen, Bloodlust, and she has stories in Fractured Fairytales Book Two, A Deadly World: Vampires in Paris, and Night, Night Sleep Tight anthologies published with Enchanted Anthologies.
She lives in the small town of Delphos, Ohio. When she’s not writing she enjoys reading, participating in outdoor activities and teaching her son the outdoor way of life.
She writes erotica, paranormal, historical, horror and thriller. She is
working on several series and anthologies for 2018.
Mary Duke
Mom & Realm Wrangler.
Also the author of Vampire Girl: Divided.
#Fantasy #SciFi #SpaceOpera
A. Maslo
Created in Hawaii, Alicia has traveled the country in search of faeries, mermaids, unicorns, and all things pretty.
She has two completely spoiled Rotties and is attempting to raise two gentlemen while living the life of a Soldier’s wife.
She spends her days caring for her family, and sneaking in a few moments to write and possibly have a cup of tea and a bubble bath.
She creates fantastical landscapes in oils and acrylics and even has her
works in homes as far as Wales.
Lorah Jaiyn
My stories vary from sweet and romantic to whimsical and mischievous, to temperamental and moody. My fervent imagination makes all of my projects different.
I started to focus on my writing career after developing a nasty case of empty nest syndrome. My stories have appeared online at Speculative 66, 101 Words, Our Write Side, and Dark Chapter Press, as well as in anthologies published by Rhetoric Askew and Our Write Side. I have several anthology projects in the works, several working
with various charities. ‘Whisper of an Angel’ is my first full length romance novel, but I have many more in progress that cover different
genres, each blended with a romantic element.
I spend my days behind a desk, and try to write in the evenings while
entertained by my greatest distraction,my Jack Russell. I enjoy
creating with polymer clay, hiking and exploring the great outdoors.
I spend time volunteering at a local wildlife rescue and am a total
Hallmark Channel addict.
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will protect their own to their last breaths ‘Bears in Love’ #series #Paranormal #Romance @PAvachonauthor @SDSXXTours

Mated to the Grizzly
Bears in Love Book 1
by PA Vachon
Genre: Paranormal Romance
143 pages
Ian Jones is a shifter bounty hunter trying to infiltrate a rogue group
of shifters who can’t seem to stop breaking the law. When he meets
his fated mate Lauren he will have to make a heart-wrenching
decision; should he go or should he stay with the one fated just for
him?
Fast paced, heart stopping action and a love for the ages are all
contained in this wonderful story reminiscent of Moxie North.
When I See Her Smile
Bears in Love Book 2
Trevor has known heartache. Abandoned by one woman as a child and recently
deceived by another, he has learned the only person he can count on
is himself. Can Trevor open his heart and learn to trust again?
Rebecca Ann is done with men and their duplicitous nature. Her ex
boyfriend was caught red-handed in the act with Rebecca’s best friend.
Will she ever be able to heal her soul from the deep emotional wounds left by
her callous ex?
When two wounded souls meet, a smile from her is all it takes for the
sparks to fly. Throw in an ex or two on a mission, a clan of
grizzlies that will protect their own to their last breaths, and a
little romance to nurture your soul, and you have one of the greatest
powers on earth… Love.
PA Vachon was born in the Golden State on a cloudy Thursday morning in
January 1975. She is now living in the land of the Pacific Northwest.
The adventures that come to life in her mind are finally traveling to
her fingers and creating a reality of their own on the pages that she
fills with words. The lively voices in her mind have taken control
and she can’t get them out fast enough!
She lives with a couple of cantankerous grizzly bears (aka her loving,
supportive husband and youngest child) and now that her two eldest
bear cubs have migrated from the den (aka married life and adulting)
she has more time to dedicate to her passion and to pour out the
stories that fill both her mind and her heart.
Her hope is that you will continue to find adventure within her books and
love her stories just as much as she loves writing them.
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a week of sexual adventure with him and his friend ‘The Promise’ by #AllysonYoung #BDSM #Erotic #Romance

Does a week of sexual adventure include a future with two men?

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Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one.
A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid author, as of December 2017 along with her alter ego and three coauthors, she has published four series and several standalones in contemporary, sci-fi, fantasy, historical and suspense genres–50 books in total.
Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet and Allyson favours the darker side of romance. 

happy discovery does not come without a price… ‘Arctic Spirit’ #Shifters #Menage #Romance @elenakincaid1 @evernightpub

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Elena Kincaid and her story Arctic Spirit!

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Elena Kincaid is an award-winning and Amazon best-selling author. She writes Paranormal and Contemporary Romances. She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age, and loves to write what she loves to read, usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn-out pieces of paper full of ideas.

She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing, and in addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.

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Thank you so much for hosting ARCTIC SPIRIT (Arctic Ice #1) on your blog. This story was previously published in an anthology and new details along with a hint at another new series set in the same world have been added. I have at least three books planned in each series. I have fallen so in love with my tigers and dragons and hope your readers will too.

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Charlotte Austen has been in love with her two best friends, Chris and Drew Malcom, since high school, but choosing between them was never an option. The day she said goodbye to them was a painful one, especially since she thought she would never see them again. Ten years and one visit later changes everything.

Alaskan tiger shifters, Chris and Drew, have never gotten over Charlotte. The fact that they were both in love with her was never the problem … being destined for a mate, however, was. They reach out to her, hoping to find a way to resume their friendship. The three of them get an unsuspected surprise when they see each other again.

The trio’s happy discovery does not come without a price. Jealousy and prejudice threaten to destroy the budding romance. Will Chris and Drew be able to stop the threat before they lose the love of their lives forever?

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Drew pulled her to him and kissed her fiercely. She heard a low growl coming from the back of his throat and that only turned her on more. She had heard growls emanating from them before and quite a bit in the past two days, confusing them for simple male grunting sounds, but now she knew that the sound was a far more primal one. Soon after, his kiss turned playful, as he first licked the top of her lip and then nipped it. She moaned at the sensation and felt her nipples harden against his chest and her belly contracted with excitement, all modesty forgotten.

She had thought about what her first kiss would feel like with them, but her thoughts had paled in comparison with this reality. She moaned again, louder this time, when Drew pulled back slightly and cupped her breasts. Chris moved in closer from behind and began to gift her with kisses to the nape of her neck, gliding his hands up and down her sides.

Drew ended their kiss with another playful bite, but to her bottom lip this time. He exhaled loudly, while she tried to catch her breath. “You should get some more rest,” he said with regret.

“I have done nothing but sleep for the last two days.” Rest was the last thing she wanted right now. “Please don’t stop.”

“Mmm … I can smell her desire,” Chris said right before he tugged on her earlobe with his teeth.

Drew closed his eyes as he inhaled. “You smell delicious.”

“You can—” Charlotte did not have a chance to finish her sentence. Chris tilted her head to deliver another breath-stealing kiss, leaving his hand splayed right under her neck. Charlotte threw her arms up and over behind Chris’s neck.

Drew wasted no time in taking advantage of her inviting position. He cupped her breasts again before bringing them closer together and sucked hard on her nipples in turn. “You have such beautiful breasts,” he murmured against as he continued to lavish his attention on them.

Chris let loose another sexy growl as she tugged on his hair. He used his free hand to glide down her belly, moving the covers away from her body. She nearly convulsed when his fingers made contact with her soaking-wet pussy. She wanted his fingers inside her, but he only toyed with her at first, rubbing her lips, parting them, and then rubbing the wet flesh between. “I want a taste,” he said, cupping her firmly.

She let out an incoherent sound of agreement.

She complied, positioning herself on her back and then she boldly spread her legs in invitation. Chris moved between them. He massaged her breasts and then ran his hands down the length of her torso to her thighs as if his hands were memorizing her body. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Char.”

Drew lay down beside her. “Chris and I are going to acquaint ourselves with every beautiful inch of you, and then when you are ready, we are going to claim you, permanently.”

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Love & blessings to all! ❤
Jacey

where nothing ever hurt but the insatiable bloodlust… ‘Nefarious Four: The Dirigible Airship Disaster’ #Vampires #Steampunk @moncriefelle

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Lucille Moncrief and her story Nefarious Four: The Dirigible Airship Disaster!

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Lucille Moncrief, authoress of The Keystone Curse and the dark erotic paranormal romance series Nefarious, was clearly a stodgy old librarian in a past life. She loves poring over history books and binge-watching PBS’s Secrets Of series. With an avaricious penchant for all things steampunk, Lucille’s breakthrough series, Nefarious, is custom-illustrated with exploding dirigible airships. And unnecessary gears abound.

When Ms. Moncrief is not yelling at the kids to get off her lawn, you can find her staring out her window pretending to be pensive. She’s usually in a good mood and readily accepts follows and friend requests to her Facebook page.

To contact the authoress Moncrief, and for more information on upcoming and past releases, please visit her at the links below.

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Tired of written dreck and sparkly vampires? Sink your teeth into the Nefarious series and get a bigger bite out of fiction.

Described as “captivating,” and “hauntingly beautiful,” the Nefarious series is a sophisticated, enthralling, and well-written tale of intrigue and devious desires. Set in a lurid, southern gothic world, follow the undead Talcott Henderson as he engages in a battle of wits with his intended, Elyse Delafayette.

But wait, what’s this? Half-ling dhamphyrs armed with hawthorn stakes, a blood-witch coven torn apart by infighting, and a corpse-like, ancient vampire king with an agenda of his own?

Enhanced with custom illustrations, this fast-paced steampunk series will leave you on the edge of your seat and hungry for more. If you are sick and tired of wimpy vampires and the flood of terrible books on the romance market, grab your copy today of the Nefarious series and relearn what a true escape into fiction is all about.

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Chapter III

Present Time

Talcott Henderson

Her eyes shone in the darkness with fresh tears as she recounted such a horrific tale. I longed to lick them from her lashes. The scent of such pungent, lingering sorrow coursing throughout her veins had my talons stinging like hornets, and I painfully itched to suck her dry until she came-to on the other side of death in my cold arms, where nothing ever hurt but the insatiable bloodlust. As she wiped at her face with her sleeve, I readjusted the pillows, stood, and approached her.

“What became of the estate?” I asked.

She shook her head. “I never returned.”

Interesting. My mouth watered and burned.

“It sits there? Unoccupied?”

Sniffling like a dainty fool, she gave a small nod. Now I knew from whence we would reign, my tender bride and I.

With Lucius dead and The Quartermaine alone the sole focus of her hatred, I was free to do with her as I wished. I could leave her be, but no fun would be had by either party. I could drain her dry right then and there, but then she would be a perishable good. No, no—I would turn her like I’d initially planned. But I would remain as her sire, her king, her master. I threatened to cry blood-stained tears of joy.

The heat, the life rolled off her in delectable waves as I outstretched my arms. I expected her to recoil at my gesture, but surprise of all surprises, she fell against me like seismically shaken, crumbling bricks. She shook against my chest as her sorrowful tears soaked into my shirt. The perfume of it was like the sharp rays of the darkening moon—silvery, faintly sweet like almond milk. I carried her to the bed as my gums itched, my talons growing beneath the backs of her knees and entwining into her soft, fragrant hair.

I placed her onto the bed. She looked up at me, her eyes wide, beautifully sad. I felt myself harden, electrifying into a ravenous fiend. The vein in her neck pulsated as I loomed over her, transmogrifying into my full, devilish form. I traced the outline of that precious vein with the sharp edge of my talon, and again to my surprise and delight, her eyelids fluttered closed, she sighed, and by tilting her head, she exposed herself to me in such exquisite submission.

My fangs burst forth into sharp rapiers, and as she lay beneath me, prone and softly open, tear-stained, resigned, I merely stood still and drank in the draught of her; like tangy meringue, or a moist devil’s food cake, and leaned down to her carotid. I blew upon the sensitive flesh with ice-cold exhalation, tasting her shiver in the air, and my fingertips shook at this tender prey. I was the shark in the water, the hawk as it circled the terrified field mouse, the lone wolf as he prowled the edge of darkness, growling like the flames of hell. The points of my fangs touched the edge of her unbroken skin, but with the beat of her heart, I was at once repelled.

My stomach lurched in a somersault as worry tugged at me, and I leaned down again to take a bite of her. Another strong thump, and a pulsating forcefield hit me in the gut, pushing me away like I was the wrong end of a magnet. The back of my legs hit the hard edge of the window seat, and at their meeting, like a tuning fork hitting a dissonant bell, my worry turned to complete and utter panic.

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Jacey

her libido is not listening to reason… ‘Auctioned to the Bad Boy CEO’ #BDSM #Rubenesque #Romance @mamaD8 @evernightpub

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Doris O’Connor and her story Auctioned to the Bad Boy CEO!

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Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release Auctioned to the Bad Boy CEO. Hannah and Logan are right up there in the top five favorite couples I’ve written to date, and I can only hope that the readers will love them as much as I do.

One early reviewer said, “They’re perfect for each other.”

I have to agree, but then I would, right. LOL

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Hannah Watson has little time for romantic entanglements. After all, she hasn’t met a man yet who can beat her little battery-operated friend.

Until the new CEO arrives. Known for his ruthlessness in business, he’s also every woman’s wet dream—hers included. His temper alone should be a turn off, but her libido is not listening to reason.

Logan Bryce doesn’t tangle with his employees—ever—until curvy little Hannah makes all of him sit up and take notice. Who knew the starchy, always respectably dressed Ms. Watson had such a naughty side? Her proposal to auction off willing celebrities and suitable staff for a ‘date’ has appeal, especially with Hannah, herself, on the auction block.

The terms of the auction are clear—a twenty-four hour commitment—plenty of time to get her out of his system.

What can possibly go wrong?

Be Warned: mild BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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“Because you were too busy playing slap the donkey with your schlong.”

“Schlong?” Logan didn’t know whether to be amused or offended at having his cock referred to thus.

“Yes, what would you call that?”

She glanced down at said appendage and attempted to cross her arms. No doubt to hide her body’s far too obvious reaction to him. It made him even harder, eager to lose himself in her soft body and to finish with her what he’d started on his own in the shower. She accidentally grazed his cock with her arm in her attempt to hide her hard nipples from him. Like “come suck me” beacons they pushed against the satin of her gown, and made Logan’s mouth water with the need to taste them. How responsive would those little nubs be as he rolled them between his fingers, sucked them in his mouth, and bit down? Would she like that nip of pain, find it as much as a turn-on as he did, or would that be one step too far for sensible little Hannah? Not that she looked very sensible now with her dilated pupils, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. Her heart beat an uneven staccato at the base of her throat, and a groan escaped her full lips when he ran his nose along that sensitive area and inhaled. Her sweet scent, made more potent by her arousal, called him to bite down, to mark her in the most primitive of ways, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t do that without her consent. To give into his darker desires was a two-edged sword, one he couldn’t allow himself to unleash, not now, perhaps not ever again. Certainly not with someone who worked for him, and with the hearing hanging over his head, he wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize his success there. He owed Claudia that much.

Logan pushed those thoughts down with the same ruthlessness that had made him so successful in the corporate world. They had no business here, not with sweet little Hannah his for the taking and his being so revved up that innocent skin on skin graze of her arm on his cock was almost painful. Predictably that part of his anatomy jerked. Giving into the demands of his body, he pulled back slightly, took her hand, and wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft.

Another one of those cock-hardening moans came from the woman he was holding a not so reluctant prisoner against his bathroom wall, and he tipped her chin up with his other hand to read her expression.

“I would call that my cock, and unless you really do want me to spank that delicious, round bottom of yours, I suggest you do something to help him out.”

Her digits tightened around his shaft, and Logan swallowed his grunt of pleasure.

“Like this, Sir?”

Her whispered question and the snarky intonation she put on that title made his dominant side roar. She couldn’t know what that did to him, and soon he was past the ability to think, because the feel of her little fist sliding up and down his hard dick, the little mewls she made as though this was a huge turn-on for her, too … fuck it, he was in real danger of shooting his load right there and then, and that just wouldn’t do. He wanted to come inside her tight little pussy the first time around, before he claimed every one of her other willing holes.

Logan fisted his hand in her hair and pulling her head back growled his instructions.

“Enough.”

He pulled Hannah’s hand off his dick and slanted his lips over hers. Her tiny yelp in response to his rough handling granted him access, and he pushed his tongue inside her mouth, while he angled her head just so. When her hands slid up his shoulders and she pushed herself against him, he lost what little restraint he had and kissed her in earnest. He tongue-fucked her, in a very good imitation of what he was aching to do with his cock, while he ground his hips into her soft belly, and, grasping a generous handful of her luscious ass, pulled her tighter into him.

Hannah did not disappoint in her response. She kissed him back with the same feverish desire that coursed through his veins. The need to fill his lungs with oxygen forced him to break the kiss, and, panting, he rested his forehead on hers.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom. I need to be in you, woman. Tell me you want that, too.”

He pulled away just enough to read her expression, and the sight of her kiss-swollen lips, her pale skin already marked by his emerging stubble was the hugest fucking turn-on so far. Still, he had to be sure she was on board with this, so he forced himself to wait for her response. When none was forthcoming, other than the sounds of her rapid breathing, he tugged her hair again, a little harder this time. Tears sprang into her azure eyes, but she also clung tighter and bit her lip.

“Don’t do that. It makes me want to bite you all over, right after I turned your backside raw for not answering me straightaway.”

If that was possible her eyes grew even wider. She whispered something that he couldn’t quite catch over the roaring of his own heartbeat in his ears.

“What was that? Speak up, little dove, or I shall take your silence as consent. After all, you did come and see me, and I warned you what would happen if you did.”

He pulled her plump bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Hannah gasped and jerked, and he pulled back and licked that tiny drop of blood away. Her life’s essence exploded on his taste buds, made him hungry for more.

“Tell me you’re mine for tonight.”

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Love & blessings to all! ❤
Jacey