Three Times Lucky! – Erotic Menage Box Sex featuring hottest in erotic storytelling!

We’ve been toying on Facebook with a super secret project featuring the talent of Kim Carmichael, Solera Winters, Dorothy F. Shaw, Louisa Bacio and myself.  That’s TWO A Perfectd Fit COVEROCC RWA members at least by the way :)

Today, we’re announcing the release of Three Times Lucky! – our menage boxed set.

Starting off with Kim Carmichael’s “Made for Two”
She needs to prove she was made for two.

Solera Winters gives us an exquisitely hot menage in “Darkest Dreams”
The darkest hour holds the hope of light.

They continue to surround me with women by throwing in a sexy short poem by Chelle before I bring in my own menage with “A Perfect Fit.”
Will Ivanka realize the truth of being in a triad or will her fear of ultimate rejection hold her back from total happines

Dorothy Shaw follows the second poem given to us by Chelle, with “Playtime.”
You’re welcome.

We close out with Louisa Bacio’s “Menage by Monday”
What can happen between three friends in three days?

Look out for this collection of hot stories to come out on November 18th!

Naked Person Trivia From Red Sage

The folks at Red Sage suggested I answer some if not all of the questions on their form for the readers toenrique3a get to know ME more.  I think, I’ll have Josef and Livia answer these too, and Isabella of course, on The Nights of Lust site.  I might have (as a male romance author) naked when I did so.

 

WHAT IS YOUR IDEA OF PERFECT HAPPINESS?

Smoking a Masterpiece Platinum coupled with a damn fine glass of velvety merlot while relaxing in my favorite oversized leather chair. 

DO YOU HAVE ANY PHOBIAS?

I think I’m actually creeped out by stuff but not really afraid of anything.

WHICH FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU MOST IDENTIFY WITH?

From my books? Joséf.  From others?  Wrath from Dark Lover

NAME YOUR PET PEEVE.

Let’s go with what makes me happier, it’s a shorter list.

WHERE DO YOUR IDEAS COME FROM?

“What if” is a fun game. 

DO YOU SUPPORT ANY CHARITIES? IF NOT, WHAT MIGHT SPARK YOUR PASSION?

Wounded Warrior project is one I believe in.  And RAINN. 

WHAT IS YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION?

My life – I’d better explain.  Recently my health hasn’t been so great. Coupled with my own accidental self-destructive behavior, I thought I’d end up dead.  The ambulance trip last year didn’t help.  But it woke me up.  So, I possess my life. 

WHAT COULDN’T YOU DO WITHOUT?

Don Cervantes cigars, books, great wine, women…

WHO ARE YOUR FAVORITE WRITERS?

JR Ward, Christina Dodd, Lora Leigh’s older stuff. 

WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE HERO OF FICTION?

Michael Westen.  Or does Rick Castle count?

Endangered_final_fionaWHO ARE YOUR HEROES IN REAL LIFE?

Bill O’Reilly for protecting the folks, Our US Soldiers for protecting the country. 

WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU WERE FIVE?

I was never age five. 

LAST PURCHASE—BOOK OR OTHERWISE:

Tatuaje Cojuno 2012 Habano, Flor De Las Antillas, Alec Bradley Black Market Filthy Hooligan, all three fine cigars.   And a bottle of  Bourbon to go with it.  And a hotel room. The Bunny needed some time alone away with me…

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Guest Post – Naomi Bellina

Blurb:

Star Lite exercises her emerging magical talents to search for Adam, the seductive stranger who captivated her heart during an extraordinary adventure. Her every Into the Magic coversense tells her they are meant to be together, yet he has disappeared. Certain he’s in danger, she tracks him down and they meet in Las Vegas, where emotions flare and flames ignite. But Adam must complete a mysterious mission and sends her away. She uses the time waiting for Adam to study with Tristan, a passionate magician with secrets of his own. As Star’s powers are unlocked, she questions the rulings of the authoritarians who control magic. Against Tristan and Adam’s warnings, a premonition moves her to go back to Vegas. There, a new facet of her power puts her life in peril. For protection, Tristan, Adam and Star engage in a sizzling ménage ritual. Join Star as she opens her heart and soul to love, and continues her journey into the magic.

Excerpt:

 

Wrapped in towels, they emerged from the bathroom. Tristan sat on the couch, sipping a drink.

 

“I brought a bottle of excellent Scotch. Help yourself. Well, you both have a lovely glow. Did you start without me? I hope you didn’t finish. We need to save that energy for the ritual.”

 

“We got a bit warmed up. I’ll sample your Scotch, thank you. The shower is all yours. Did you bring condoms in your bag of goodies?” Adam asked.

 

“Along with several other items I believe we’ll all enjoy.”

 

Adam poured them a drink and Star sipped the fiery liquid, shuddering lightly as it slid down her throat spreading tendrils of warmth. She padded to the bedroom, then stretched out on the king-size bed. Adam joined her, kneeling at her side. He sucked an ice cube into his mouth, then, parting Star’s robe, ran his lips along her neck, down to her collarbone, then to her breast. She shivered, the combination of cold and heat producing goose bumps. When he reached her nipple, he pulled it into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the hard nub. She moaned.

 

“Do the other one.”

 

Adam complied, trailing his tongue along the valley between her breasts, then sucking and pulling on the other peak. He licked his way up her neck and kissed her, his mouth devouring hers.

 

From the living room area, she heard Tristan moving around. The door to the bedroom was partially open, and she knew he could hear their sounds of pleasure. Her initial instinct was to close the door, but she realised soon the three of them would be quite intimate.

 

“If you two can tear away from each other, we need to cast our circle and do our invocation,” Tristan said.

 

“Give us another moment or two,” Adam called back. “Are you ready? Take all the time you need, we aren’t in a rush.”

 

Star shivered. Was she ready? This would be intense, no doubt about that. She said she could do this, and part of her eagerly looked forward to the experience, but another part wanted to throw her clothes on and run out of the room as fast as she could. She had occasionally entertained the idea of being with two men at once, but the reality of doing it was something else. And, Star sensed their venture could be dangerous.

 

“Have you ever done this before? Raised power with another magician?” she asked.

 

Adam stood and moved onto the balcony.

 

“Yes, Lucas and I used to dabble in sexual magic but never to this extent, and never to invoke protection. Our forays into this field were merely to simulate ourselves as much as possible.”

 

“How exactly did you do that?”

 

“You’ll see a bit, tonight. But, mostly, what will happen here is a powerful joining of the three of us. We all have a connection, and with you and I, with what we have already, the bond will become incredibly strong.”

 

“You look worried, Adam. Should I be?”

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Cover Reveal – Kisses Fall! An Opeth Pack Saga novel!

KissesFall_MEDHow will Éva and her lover deal with the stranger who brings chaos and passion into their lives?  

Éva thought she had a normal life until a stranger named Álmos shows up with the intent to seduce.  When pressed for information, he claims to be a wolf, traveling to see the sights America has to offer, but her gut tells her something is off.

Every time Éva presses for more information, Álmos gives her what she feels like are only half truths to a bigger picture until it’s revealed that Roman, one of the Nobles, a race of deities trying to keep the wolves from Heaven, attacks her home in an attempt to protect her from the wolf menace.

Every action begets a reaction that only makes things worse as Éva uncovers the truth about her growing love for Álmos, and acceptance of him as part of a triad, until their lover János, is injured and forced to return to Hungary to find a cure in Lake Balaton.

Vowing to fight Ronan head on, Éva realizes she’s taking a huge risk and will probably die, but the relationship that’s been rekindled between her and Álmos, and the addition of a third only makes her more determined to win against an enemy with great power.

Saved at the last minute by Les, an enigma of the Opeth Pack, he offers her a choice to return to her old life, or go forward with renewal; Éva must make the decision best for everyone around her, but what if she wanted something truly for herself?

Coming soon from Secret Cravings!  Excerpt to follow too!

Ardent Books Presents SCORCHING STORIES contest for #Writers

girl-fire-desktop-wallpapers-girly-blogger-191604What erotic fantasies do you yearn to write?  Here’s your chance to share them with the world!  Ardent Books is announcing our SCORCHING STORIES Contest for 2014!  Review and follow the rules listed below to take advantage of this great opportunity. We’re ready to slip into your erotic mind and take a journey to somewhere seductive! 

CONTEST RULES

  • SCORCHING STORIES contest submissions accepted from June 1, 2014 through midnight (U.S. Eastern Time), July  15, 2014
  • All subgenres of erotica accepted including cyberpunk, steam punk, historical, romantic, bdsm, ménage, contemporary, and anything in between.
  • Manuscript must be complete
  • Word counts accepted: full length (50,000 to 100,000 words)
  • You must note “2014 SCORCHING STORIES Contest” and book title in subject line of your submission email
  • One SCORCHING STORIES contest submission per author
  • Follow ALL Ardent  Books submission guidelines http://ArdentBooks.com
  • All submissions will be judged by Ardent Books imprint editors and acquisitions editors

 

SCORCHING STORIES Grand Prize Winner will receive:

  • Assent Publishing contract including all benefits offered through Assent Publishing: professional editing, professional cover design, print and ebook formatting, distribution, intense marketing training through the Assent Academy, and the unparalleled Assent Publishing commitment to author success
  • A SCORCHING STORIES GRAND PRIZE WINNER promotional announcement blitz ($500 value)
  • 50 FREE print copies of their book
  • 10 two hour sessions of one-on-one author marketing coaching with Author Success Coach and dean of the Assent Academy, Deborah Riley-Magnus ($2,000 value)
  • $100 toward membership in a writers organization or guild of the winner’s choice
  • A Kindle Fire

 

SCORCHING STORIES Top 2 Finalists will receive:

  • Assent Publishing contract including all benefits offered through Assent Publishing: professional editing, professional cover design, print and ebook formatting, distribution, intense marketing training through the Assent Academy, and the unparalleled Assent Publishing commitment to author success
  • SCORCHING STORIES WINNER promotional announcements for the author and their book ($100 value)

 

Contest submissions can be cyberpunk, steam punk, historical, romantic, bdsm, ménage, contemporary, and anything in between. Ardent Books is currently accepting erotica submissions in addition to contest entries. Send your submissions and “SCORCHING STORIES” contest entries to editor@ardentbooks.com. Good luck! Scorch us with your story! Please visit us at http://www.ardentbooks.com.

Sound Seduction

OceanMusic has been a big dynamic of my writing career, as it’s been the driving force behind the stories I put out.  In almost every single case I can tell you which book and which song inspired most of the scenes because it’s usually just a line from a song that does it.

Something about the metal genre in general evokes images of passion, even though what I listen to involves a lot of dirty vocals.  I thought since we’re pimping a number of releases right now, I’d talk about the five songs that seem to tie into most of what I’m writing.

Kisses Fall–my upcoming Secret Cravings book featured The Ocean, a progressive metal band my brother turned me on to about two months ago.  Their album Pelagial is pretty impressive.

Primary song:  Hadopelagic II.

French FlagL’Enfant Savage, the title track, plus Gift of Guilt by the French metal band Gojira.  Lyrically, musically, they’re heavy and brutal.  Dark, melodic, the music chugs along in true metal fashion, letting me focus on the sounds coming into my ears while my fingers flow fast over furiously fickle phrases to form fornication.  You like that?  LOL!

Eventide, by Stealing Axion is another impressive, seductive song from Progressive Djent metal category that made an impression onto the play list for this book.  Originally, the soundtrack was very heavily influenced by EBM and Aggro-Tek, as I’d just discovered my Goth roots but as time changes everything, so does man change with.

The reality of music and writing for me is that they go hand in hand.  I’ve let the lyrics sooth my tortured soul while I torment those characters in all of my romances and come up with angst ridden emotional arcs to tug at your heart strings.

Cover for Raining KissesRemind me in the future to do a “sexy swinging sounds” post and we’ll talk a little less melancholy!

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New Cover for #Bisexual #Adult #Story Collection

Room for One MoreThat’s right, we’ve managed to get an updated cover that shows more romance in the grand scheme of my erotic short story collection featuring menage tales and moresomes.  Room for One More has been updated and a new story added to reflect my growing bisexual desires, plus revisit some old fantasies.

Six A handful of short erotic stories featuring threesomes of various orientations is packed into this collection using choice words designed to arouse, inspire and instigate erotic feeling and action.

I won’t lie, Lashway’s Lease was a personal fantasy of mine.  Originally slated to be in Mistress Anna, the story didn’t make the cut due to word limitations.  But it found a home here and online for a brief time back in the early 2000s on a few sites before resting in this collection as a favorite of many long time readers.

Here’s the first few thousand words to tease you…

Lashway’s Lease

By Sascha Illyvich

 

Sweat dripped her brow.  She smoothed her skirt over her nylon-clad thighs.  Slender legs led to fuck me pumps underneath a cream-colored business suit tailored to show off her every curve.  She looked one last time in the mirror, tugging her brown curls.  She tucked one behind her ear before walking out of the bathroom and down the hall towards Bruce Callahan’s office.  Her nerves were fluttering butterflies in her stomach, but she had to do this.  She needed a new place to live after next week.

Walking past the blonde secretary popping gum, Lindsey sashayed into Bruce’s office, still amazed that he’d amassed so much wealth in such a short period.  His black leather chair sat against a large ocean view window behind a large lacquer desk.  Two smaller chairs sat in front of his desk.  The walls to her left and right were bare, except for a bookcase that had several file folders scattered about.

“I’d rather be out there,” Bruce turned to face her.

“Wow,” she let out a breath.  His pale skin and hair were gorgeous.  His clean-shaven face was even more handsome, his rugged chin and sea blue eyes, captivating.  Realizing that she was already damp between her thighs, she stepped cautiously forward.  Unsure, she stumbled over the plush carpet, tripping only to catch herself on the back of one of the black chairs.

Her cheeks flushed.

“You okay?”  He leaned over his desk, offering her a hand.

His hand was huge compared to hers.  “Yeah, I’m fine.  Just a little tired.  I was up late studying last night.”  She smoothed her skirt again, fidgeting with the hem before sitting down.

“What can I do for you?”

Looking directly at him, she frowned hard.  “Bruce, not even a hi?  Or a hello short stuff?”

Bruce turned his head away from her.

Settling her hands on her hips, she pushed her shoulders back.  “Do you hate me?”

An eyebrow rose.  “What?”

“It’s a fair question, Bruce.  You’ve avoided my phone calls, put me off, kept me away from your office and made me beg you to get this appointment.  I practically had to cut class just to make it here.”

“I don’t hate you, Lindsey.  You know better.”

“Then what’s the deal?  I thought we were lovers.”

Lindsey put her hand over her mouth as soon as the words left her lips.  “I’m sorry,” She leaned forward, even more heat rising.  She was sure her cheeks were flustered now.

“I like your freckles.” he laughed.

Her lips formed a pout.  “It’s not funny Bruce.”

“You’re right.  It’s not.  And we are lovers.  Always.”

Crossing her legs, she watched Bruce stare open mouthed at her thighs.

His expression changed back to the same solemn face he’d worn when she first came into his office.  “First, I know what you’re trying to do.  It won’t work.  Money and my sex drive are not the same.”

“Here’s to hoping that could change.”  She winked and licked her lips.  Bruce turned a computer monitor towards her.

“See this?”

Leaning farther over the desk, Lindsey nearly had to get out of her seat to see the tiny print on the screen.  “Yeah.  That’s my credit report.”

“That’s the report I pull for every prospective tenant before I even meet with them.”

“Yes.  And that report looks clean.”

“It is. But you have very little credit history.  For God’s sakes honey, you’re barely twenty-two years old.  How much do you make an hour?”

“I’m in college and, wait.  Why am I telling you this?  You gave me that job at the coffee shop.  You know where I work.”  More sweat formed at her brow.  She fanned herself with a hand.

“Exactly.”

He pointed to another figure on the monitor.  “Your credit history isn’t very long.  Running some numbers in another program I use,” he turned to the keyboard.  Another program came into view showing things like income to debt ratio, average risks and other numbers Lindsey wasn’t familiar with.

He smirked.  “You’re too high a risk.”

Her frown deepened.  “Damnit Bruce, you can’t just do me this one favor?”

“Look Lindsey, you know how much I love you, but I can’t predict the future.  What if a tidal wave comes and wipes out the island.  What if you lose this job and can’t find another one, or you do and it’s closer to Houston.  Then what?  I lose my passive income.  Besides, you don’t want to live out here while they’re developing.  Prices are skyrocketing as it is. How are you going to expect to afford to stay here with an average rent increase of five percent a year?”

Lindsey shrugged her shoulders and slumped back in the chair.  Looking at Bruce made her hate her body for betraying her by getting wetter.  She hated her predicament too.  It wasn’t her fault for being born almost eight years after him.

Her nipples tightened into little buds beneath her white blouse.  Her body ached for him to touch her. The pool of liquid at her thighs seemed to be trickling down her leg.

“I’ll give you that date you’ve always wanted.”

Bruce glared at her.

Her lips curled upwards in a smile.  “I’ll get that cute guy to come with us.”

Bruce’s eyes widened.  “You know that I know better.”

“Yeah,” she sighed.  “I guess you’re right.  I’m sorry to have bothered you, Bruce.”

“No trouble, babe.  Bother me any time you want.  Just don’t come looking for a place to rent from me until you’ve got a better paying job.”

Standing, Lindsey ran her hands down her skirt, smoothing it over her sticky thighs.  Walking around the desk, she hugged Bruce, despite feeling upset at him.  His large body enveloped her, making her feel safe, protected and loved.  Beads of sweat slid down her brow.  “It’s hot in here.”

“It’s just you, doll.”  Bruce smiled.

With her body molded to his, she felt how aroused Bruce was. “You’re so tiny,” Bruce pointed out, shifting his weight so that she slid between his powerful thighs.

She glared at him.  “Don’t remind me, you shit.”

Bruce’s arms slipped away from her.  He turned, hiding a smile.  “Get that grin off your face, damnit!”

The truth was, she wanted him.  Bruce was so busy working all the time that he didn’t realize when Lindsey was sending him signals.

How many times had she lay awake at night and finger fucked herself to an unsatisfying orgasm?  How many nights had she spent, covered in sweat thinking about Bruce’s soft touch and hard thighs?

Too many to count.

Sighing heavily, Lindsey spun around, her curly hair whipping around in her face.  Brushing away the lose strands, she parted her lips to speak.

“What?”  Bruce had returned to his chair.

“I’ll give you a call in a day or so, all right?”

“Yes.  Pleas do.”

Turning, Lindsey sashayed out of his office, shaking her hips with each step.  Bruce didn’t seem to notice.

The sun was blinded her when she walked outside.  Lindsey slipped on a pair of shades.  It was too humid outside.  Bruce was right; she didn’t want to live on the island.  Galveston’s weather fluctuated from hot to worse and made her hair curl tighter.  She shouldn’t be sweating profusely after seeing Bruce.  He was hot, all of 6’1 and hard in all the right places.

Of course, it was July in Texas.  That could explain the heat.

Right.

Arriving at her car, she put the key in the ignition and slammed her hands on the steering wheel.  Lindsey adjusted herself and the sticky vinyl creaked beneath her.  Unsatisfied, frustrated and wet as a river between her thighs, she picked up her cell phone.

“Hello?  Yeah, Lane?  Lindsey here.  I need a favor.”

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Reduced Price on the @USAToday Recomended Read “Torn to Pieces”

You’re probably wondering what the deal with price dropping is by now.  Initially and as a general rule, authors have very little control over the prices set on our books.  Before the days of Amazon making it easier, publishers picked prices they thought made sense based on projected revenue stream, complex formulas and eventually pulling their heads out of their asses to see what stuck while telling authors they could do nothing about the price points because the revenues would be lost, blah blah Torn to Pieces Final 3blah.  Boring shit.

By the way I’m in a foul mood (no sleep)so these last few posts will have the same tongue in cheek feel you’ve come to expect from your humble romance author!

Now, authors know that publishers can change prices to make more sense for the reader and  the house.  It’s no secret authors who self publish on Amazon have total control over what they charge, so why wouldn’t the publishers have it in their best interest to pay attention to the competition?  I’ll do two things:

First, I’ll apologize for the higher prices on some of my books.  I honestly had no idea until I started examining my royalty checks (again, boring blah blah, cash the fucker and move on!) and started talking to Sizzler Editions publisher Jean Marie Stine.  Between her information, talking to fellow author Stella Price, my other houses, I saw the flaw and realized I could remedy this.

Second I’ll sell you a book!  Torn To Pieces is USA Today Recommended Erotic Romance!

“Full of emotion and lust and hot sex.” – that’s how The Forbidden Bookshelf describes the romances of Sascha Illyvich.

Iolite is a witch in love with two wolves, wanting, needing both to fulfill her life. Both of them are two halves of the same being she loves. Jackob and Kerian are former lovers turned enemies by pack law, but without the witch’s solution for the disease ravaging the wolves, both packs will certainly die. Both want Iolite, both want to love again but are uncertain of the consequences. Can Jackob and Kerian get past their emotional baggage to help heal Iolite’s broken heart as well as their own in order to save their packs?

For only $2.99 on Amazon!

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Price Reduction on #Paranormal #Erotic #Menage Novels

Hello Readers,HisReign

Wanted to drop a line and let you know that Wolf Magic has been reduced in price to $0.99 on Amazon!

From the author of the USA Today Recommended novel of lycanthropy and romance, Torn to Pieces, comes this enthralling novella of werewolf and witch. Marco and Selene.He is a sexy, rebellious young werewolf whose anger and violence are legendary. She is a sexy, mature witch into whose care the elders of his pack have given Marco. At once she realizes he is more dangerous and powerful that the other werewolves. To Marco she is the most desirable woman he has ever met, and he knows he will never give up until he possesses her. As she attempts to show him wisdom, he subjects her to his very considerable charms. 

Something has to give – and does. As nights of torrid lovemaking and nights of the full moon when he tears himself from her side alternate, neither suspects that they are at the center of a conspiracy by the leaders of Marco’s pack, or that they may all be pawns in an ancient prophecy from the dawn of time. For the love that binds them both is bringing death nearer with every beat of their hearts. 

Marco is strong and Selene wise, but these are as nothing to the power of the danger that threatens them in this memorable paranormal romance. And don’t miss Torn to Pieces, Sascha Illyivch’s novel of two werewolves, and the woman they both love.

Grab your copy at Amazon for only .99 pennies!

Second, we dropped the price on His Reign down to $3.99 so you can get this novel for 20% less now!

Józsi wants to maintain a normal life away from the Opeth pack. Moving from Hungary to Texas was a big change that he felt was necessary in order to avoid a prophecy that would ultimately make him Alpha of a dying pack, a responsibility he doesn’t want.

Ilona and Lukina grew up loving Józsi even after he moved away. Yet the current pack Alpha has gone rogue and begun kidnapping and abusing the younger wolves that remained without mates. Ilona, becomes his next target and Józsi must return to once again deal with pack politics only to find that his heart misses what it could have. Can Lukina and Ilona convince him to return to Hungary in order to rule the Opeth pack and mate or will Kiba destroy them in a fit of insanity?

Pick up your copy at Amazon today!

Cover for paranormal erotic romance Wolf MagicOf course if you want the third book in the series, it’s out now too!  Raining Kisses continues our story of the Opeth Pack Saga!  For more about the pack, stop by http://thesilverwolfprince.wix.com/opethpackwolves, their new home on the internet!

Keep Reading Steamy stories!

Sascha Illyvich!


Destiny for the Opeth Pack wolves overrides want as Józsi returns to Hungary to save the lovers he’d left behind from their mad Alpha. Meet the Opeth Pack
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Raining Kisses – Book 2 in the #OpethPack Saga is out!

After slaughtering Katarina’s brother and father, along with a handful of other wolves who tried to abuse them, Nicholaus realizes his true darkness and decides to leave Hungary to keep his lovers safe from him.  Relocating to Albuquerque, New Mexico, Nicholaus made a life for himself where he controlled the shots until the Opeth Pack messenger shows up with one of his lovers, requesting his assistance back in Hungary.

Katarina’s other lover Krystyna has done something bad, but what, Katarina doesn’t know.  Her heart aches for both her stubborn lovers and forces her to find the courage to venture to America and bring Nicholaus back.  Once the threesome reunites, sparks explode but secrecy threatens to tear the triad apart, as does Prophecy.  Will Nicholaus remain with the two women who hold his Cover for Raining Kissesheart, or will his lack of control make him return to the States, alone forever? 

Excerpt: 

The idea of losing his temper again and potentially killing those he loved frightened him.

“Where’s Nicholaus?” He heard Katarina’s pained voice.

“Nicholaus, get your ass back here!” Krystyna shouted. “We’re not finished yet!”

Krystyna could be such a demanding bitch when she wanted to be. Still, he ignored them both and continued into the dense foliage, hoping he could dash through them and sprint back to town undetected.

Slinking along the ground, he crept slowly toward the bushes.

“I will come get you. I smell you, you selfish bastard. Get back here!” Krystyna yelled louder. He pictured her angry eyes, mouth hung open and fingers trembling.

Nicholaus knew he’d blown his chance. Krystyna would come after him. He sluggishly made his way back toward the front of the house. Stopping, he knew better. He was asking for trouble if he went back to his two lovers, knew his heart was asking to be loved. The problem was that he couldn’t stay here in Hungary. Not with them, not with the pack that had fallen apart. He had to leave.

“Nicholaus, get your ass back here and come face us!” Krystyna stomped toward him.

“Please, Nicholaus. I…” Katarina sounded like she was on the verge of tears.

Nicholaus couldn’t bear to hear her cry. Standing on two legs again, he walked out front to the main road. “I’m here,” he sighed heavily.

“Why would you disappear on us again after the three of us are reunited?” Katarina ran to him, tears in her eyes. “Why would you do that to me? Again?”

He had no response.

“He’s an asshole, like the rest of the Opeth Pack males.” Krystyna uncrossed her arms and drew Katarina to her.

He shook his head. “It’s easier to run when I know what’s best for you both.” The words came out a whisper but both women heard him loud and clear.

“But,” Krystyna’s lip trembled, “you don’t know what’s best for me or her. You don’t know, Nicholaus. You have no idea,” tears streamed down her face, “how much we’ve suffered without our third and binding partner.”

Nicholaus looked at Krystyna. Her face showed little emotion but he caught the desperate need for completion in her eyes. She could never totally hide her feelings from him. Hell, it was blatantly obvious what she needed, desired most. Too bad she had no idea what she was truly asking for.

“I’m a murderer.” he looked away.

“You’re a wolf. Embrace what you are, Nicholaus. You did what you had to in order to protect us. I forgave you a long time ago.”

Katarina’s sweet words hit his heart with the force of a tank. He didn’t want to embrace what he was. He’d killed before in cold blood. He’d murdered her brother and father right in front of her. It didn’t matter that they were trying to rape her. There had to be another solution if he had just thought long enough about it.

“You’re going to have to get over the past someday, Nicholaus. Even I let shit go after a while.”

Krystyna reached for him but dropped her arms and looked at Katarina.

Katarina nodded.

Something was up between them.

The look that passed between them made him pause. “What are you two thinking?” He narrowed his gaze. Sniffing the air, he now smelled the pungent fragrance of arousal coming from both of them.

They turned, eyes wide and filled with an emotion deeper than lust and so much more than love. Krystyna and Katarina sauntered to him, each of them flanking him on a side.

“Love us,” Katarina begged. Her breath whispered softly over his ear, sending shivers up and down his skin.

Krystyna nodded. “You promised my lover something and you should own up like a man.”

Nicholaus growled at the challenge. He couldn’t take the torture of both his lovers assaulting his senses, putting him on the defensive and overloading his mind and body. He sucked in a breath, trying to drag air into his lungs but when Katarina leaned into him, pressed her lips against his and cupped the back of his head, he found he could only take in her aroma.

Krystyna’s hands found his shoulders, pulling him closer between them while she dropped fiery kisses all over his neck, drawing her tongue over his flesh.

Goose bumps appeared on his skin, the hair on the back of his neck stood and his cock throbbed. Heat built in his loins. His struggle to free himself was a loss, once both pairs of hands held him captive.

Only it wasn’t because he couldn’t overpower his lovers. Trembling beneath the love and fury of their emotions, Nicholaus could only feel. Frozen by the love given to him, he let himself enjoy the sensations of two pairs of soft lips pressing onto his skin, dragging down his face or neck.

He’d grown painfully hard by now. When a hand caressed his erection, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He opened his eyes to see Katarina’s hands treading over his stomach, feeling the ripples of his abs. Krystyna’s palm cupped him.

He blinked, saw Katarina’s ruby red lips moving toward his. Leaning into her, he tasted her lips, sucked in what air he could, finding it full of her luscious scent and the spicy tang of Krystyna’s arousal. Knew that when the two were together, their aromas mingled instantly, remembered just how it used to be when they were younger.

Pulling back from Katarina, he found Krystyna’s teeth working over his flesh, exciting the animal within. “I’ve got to taste you both,” he uttered between kisses.

Katarina’s mouth was velvet soft while Krystyna’s lips upon his neck burned him to the very core.

He stiffened between two sets of skilled hands caressing him, moving over his back, shoulders, down his abs, all while Krystyna kept her hand over his cock. He didn’t want to want them both, knew he needed to stop them, but the weakness in his knees only helped to drag him further into ecstatic lunacy.

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