Tasting Leon’s Mark
By Laura Tolomei
GENRE: Contemporary
THEMES: GLBT, Gay, Ménage, Paranormal, m/m, m/f, m/m/f
PUBLISHER: Whiskey Creek Press Torrid
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M/M/F EROTICA
As he switched on the light, the room brightened altogether and Sean’s heart stopped cold at the sight of a familiar…too familiar scene. “She looks—” He began, unable to form the words, drowning in a sea of memories and sensations.
“Exactly like you did.” Leon’s husky breath finished the thought as he, too, looked at the figure standing blindfolded and tied to the hook above her head. “Except for the blindfold, of course,” he added as an afterthought.
Sean got up and went to her. That she did a lot of physical activity was also evident from the upraised arms, firmly held by the wrists to the hook.
“But you have to see her best feature, sweetie.”
As Leon got closer, Sean circled around and he had to agree with Leon. Her firm, round ass was perhaps the only beautiful piece on her, though it blended magnificently with the rest.
“Doesn’t it beg to be possessed?” To emphasize his point, Leon squeezed one buttock.
The woman did not utter a sound, merely pushed her ass slightly back to let Leon grab more.
From behind, Leon pulled him close, his arms holding him prisoner while his teeth sank into the tempting neck. Then freeing his mouth, he pushed the prey forward. “She’s yours. You can do whatever you want with her.”
“And you?”
The hunter shrugged his own arousal only too evident as it pressed on Sean’s back. Taking his hand, he guided it to the bare triangle above her legs. Surprised, Sean lingered on the smooth skin before the hunter dipped his hand underneath. And he drowned in a clammy wet universe, sticking like honey to his fingers, gliding on the moist surface, tracing the tiny folds of raw flesh to explore the throbbing cunt.
Just as he was getting used to the different sensations, she raised her legs, blindly trying to place them around his waist. Leon helped her, securing them tightly around Sean’s waist, then retreating to a side, probably to watch the familiar scene. Memories swept through the prey’s mind and wondering frantically how she could possibly know certain intimate details of his hunter’s past, he raised his head as if to ask the question, but something completely different happened. Her mouth suddenly felt irresistible and he had to taste it in spite of his rational reserves. 
To be honest, he had long abandoned them, his body stirring unexpectedly, aroused at the thought of claiming her round ass as his own.
When with a hungry growl he attacked her mouth, she met his challenge steadfastly, her tongue darting out in defense to wrap against his while increasing her seductive sway thanks to her arms’ muscles. He pressed his advantage, pushing harder to gain full entrance, even biting her lips to convince her to surrender. Struggling some more, yet pulling her ass closer, she opened wide and let his tongue sweep the wet cavity as it pleased. Sean drowned in her sweetness, his senses spinning so fast he lost awareness of his surroundings, focusing only on the extraordinary kiss.
But Leon brought him back to reality. Hands circling his waist, the hunter bent on his ear. “Hey, that mouth can be put to a much better use.” After cutting the long kiss short, he disentangled the woman’s legs, then freed her wrists. “Now, Kitty, be a good girl. Kneel and open wide.” Emphasizing his order, he pushed her head over Sean’s thickness.
The Festival
Virtus Saga Book 3
By Laura Tolomei
GENRE: GLBT, m/m, m/m/f, f/f, Fantasy, Paranormal, Horror.
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They did not have to go very far. His room was right at the top of the stairs and he pushed her inside, locking the door and leaning on it to watch her walk to the center of the room. Intrigued, he followed her seductive ass sway for a moment, feeling the urge to possess it until the knife he was already holding, reminded he had more serious pleasures in mind than a mere fuck. “All right, sleeping beauty, stop where you are and take your dress off.” He sneered. “Wouldn’t want to ruin his gift, now would we?”
She started to turn around, but…“Just take the damn thing off where you are.”
Frozen in her tracks, Ylianor had a second’s hesitation before she began removing the sexy dress. Then as if to defy him, she moved the long, silky hair over her shoulder, so he had the full view of her bare back and ass.
As if reading his mind, she trembled under his close scrutiny, though she did not dare utter a word.
“Afraid?” He sneered coldly.
“Of you?” Ylianor threw back her shoulders. “Not anymore.”
With an abrupt move, he grabbed the long hair and pulled her head back, exposing her tempting neck. “Well, you should.” The blade trailed on her neck before going down her back to bite the flesh, lightly at first, then deeper the further down it went. “I don’t take kindly to anyone stealing my lover from under my nose.”
Unflinching, she challenged him openly. “Jealous ‘cause he wanted to play with me for a change?”
“Don’t flatter yourself.” The blade dug deep in her flesh just as he bent to brush his lips on her ear. “He was ready to kick your sorry ass out just yesterday if I recall.”
She stiffened in his embrace. “But he changed his mind.”
“Only because he has better uses for you now, but how long will it last?”
“As long as I can seduce him into playing our sex games.”
“Honey, he fucked with Jeff now, not with you.” The mere name made him angrier than he cared to admit, so he increased the pressure on the blade, drawing the first drop of blood. “How long since he’s touched you, fucked you without me being around? And the pity fuck in the stables doesn’t count!”
He felt her crumble for a moment, ready to burst into tears as if she wanted to let go of the despair he was trying to provoke, both physically and mentally, but at the last second, she straightened up, offering more flesh to cut and finding the strength to continue defying him, in spite of her weak position. “Tonight he’ll be mine alone and he would’ve been earlier if you hadn’t monopolized him until now.” Her brilliant green eyes flashed in amusement. “But I’d be careful if I were you because your time’s running out, too.” She spat. “In case you haven’t noticed, he’s the leader, so everyone will be after him, whether you like it or not.”
“Unlike you, dearie, I’m not afraid of competition.” The thin red lines on her back widened like a fine web and he watched them fascinated, tracing their borders with the knife, then moving it to the left, he started a fresh slice. “Because I have none. And thanks to Arthur, I learned to work my way around all those annoying sons of bitches that are going to bother him.”
“Whatever you do, you’ll never get rid of me.”
“Maybe I’ve got to hand it to you.” Impressed and amused at the same time, he cocked his head in mock admiration just as the blade penetrated deeper. “You’ve been more persistent and bothersome than any of Arthur’s pesky boys, always hanging round him for a word of approval or a quick fuck, whatever came first.” Licking his lips, he ran the pointy blade on her skin. “Even using my knife didn’t get you gone.” Suddenly furious at the thought, but more with what he felt he had to say simply because he could not ignore the truth anymore, he slashed her arm, wanting to hurt her for the first time since he had started the dangerous game. “Damn you! Ever since I first cut you up, I haven’t been able to take my mind off it or to how much you turned me on, to the point I wanted you so badly, I would’ve fucked you if he hadn’t been there.”
The green eyes blazed in triumph, but her mouth remained sealed, in spite of the pain she must have felt.
“But maybe it’s because you like it even more than I do.”
Laura Tolomei
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