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Saturday, August 20, 2011

Guest Blogger Rosalie Lario - Blood of the Demon


·         Blurb:

Keegan lives to exact revenge on the evil demon who sired and abused him. When his father devises a plan to bring on the apocalypse, he and his three half-brothers, interdimensional bounty hunters for the Elden Council, are charged with capturing and delivering their father for punishment.

Art gallery owner Brynn Meyers has no idea that her ability to read memories embedded in objects and drain people of their life force means she has demon ancestry. Unfortunately for Brynn, she’s also the key to raising an ancient zombie army, which puts her on every demon’s Most Wanted List.

And no one wants her more than Keegan’s father.

Keegan must protect Brynn from his father by any means necessary, but he’ll have to learn to harness the other half of his genetics—the far deadlier, uncontrollable half—when he starts to fall for the one woman standing between him and the vengeance he so desperately seeks. The one woman he’ll never be able to resist.

·         Excerpt:

Keegan watched Brynn walk to one of the chairs, which was covered with thick padding. She sat on it and waited, licking her lips while her hungry gaze devoured his stiff arousal. He knew she feared he’d change his mind, but he wasn’t about to back down. Not now. He couldn’t.

After tugging his jeans all the way down and stepping out of them, he joined her.

“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered.

He chuckled and knelt in front of her, untying her robe. One tug was all it took to pull the robe open, slowly unveiling her to his view like a priceless work of art. His breath caught.   

“You’re the beautiful one.”

And she was, with her small, firm breasts topped by dusky, beaded nipples. He took one in his mouth, tugging and sucking on it until she moaned and arched her back. Then he greedily lavished the same attention on the other. Finally, he trailed kisses down to her stomach and sat back, parting her legs and exposing her to his view.

“Keegan,” she gasped.

“Lie back,” he whispered. She obeyed, and he slid a finger between her legs, flicking and pressing against her clit. When he sucked it into his mouth, she cried out, her hips lifting off the lounge chair. The sound of her pleasure was beyond arousing.

Rearing back, he rubbed along her slit, spreading the moisture, and slowly pressed one inside her. She was so wet, so hot. So tight. He couldn’t wait to be there.

“Oh, please,” she gasped, pulling his hair.

“Shush,” he whispered, blowing lightly over her flesh. Bit by bit, he slid another finger in with the first. Then he moved them in and out, keeping time with her heavy moans. His cock twitched, eager to take their place. He was so hard he ached. But he wanted to make her come first.

He had to taste her. Arranging her legs over his shoulders, he replaced his fingers with his tongue. Delicious. She tasted so sweet, he didn’t ever want to stop.

“Keegan,” she screamed, her whole body arching upward.

That’s it. He groaned in satisfaction as she came apart beneath him, her thighs tightening around his head. Then, when her spasms died away, he rose over her.

“Please,” she said, her gaze down between their bodies as she grasped his erection and pulled him forward. He groaned at the almost painful pleasure of her hand enclosing him. She guided him to her, trying to press him in. “I want you so much.”

“Yes,” he growled, bracing himself on his elbows as he pressed down. The head of his cock slipped in, the heat and pressure making him gasp. “So tight.”

He brought his lips to hers, giving her a deep kiss as he pushed, slow and steady, all the way inside. She was so incredibly tight, and from the way she panted against his mouth and wriggled under him, he sensed she was a little uncomfortable with his fullness inside her. Still, he didn’t stop until he had completely seated himself within her. He couldn’t.

His balls were so heavy and full it felt like he might explode. But not yet. Not yet.

As he kissed Brynn and waited for her to adjust to him, his mind was consumed with one thought. Just one.

Home. She felt like home.

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Brynn breathed in and out, holding on tight to Keegan while he kissed her. She’d come so hard against his tongue, had gotten so wet, that she would have thought he’d slide right in. But still, his size took a little getting used to.

“I’m good now,” she whispered.

He shifted, gazing at her from half-lidded eyes. “You sure?”

“Yes.” She gasped as he pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in. Then again and again, tensing his hips each time. Lifting all the way up onto his hands, he angled his hips even more for maximum penetration. She felt so amazingly full. So great. This was what she’d been missing.

“More?” he asked, between thrusts.

“Oh... yes,” she gasped, digging her fingers into his ass and drawing him deeper into her. Already, her body shuddered and spasmed like it would fall to pieces. Each silky, gliding thrust brought her that much closer to the edge.

With a low growl, he lifted one of her legs over his arm and angled himself so that she felt each and every thrust all the way to her core.

She came apart again with a scream, her legs shaking from the force of her orgasm.

“Brynn,” he cried as he followed her into oblivion, pumping his hips deep inside her. Only after she’d milked every last drop did he fall on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly to her. That had been so incredibly intense. Even now, she had residual pulses where his flesh still met hers.

“That was... wow.”

He lifted his head to shoot her a lazy, satisfied grin. “Yes, it was.”

When he lifted off her, she rolled to her side and scooted backward to give him some more room next to her. Not that it helped. The lounge chair was so narrow he still threatened to topple off it, but he didn’t seem to care. He just stared at her, smoothing her hair down. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, then bent down to kiss her.

No—they were incredible together. When he gave her an inscrutable look, Brynn asked him, “You aren’t having any regrets, are you?”

“Just one.”

Disappointment washed over her in waves. She hadn’t expected him to say yes. “What is it?”

“This lounge chair is too damned small.”

“Oh.” Relieved, she let out a little giggle.

He rose and lifted her into his arms in one easy movement, shooting her a naughty grin.

“What?” Brynn asked as he carried her inside and gently laid her on the large bed.

Again,” he said, covering her mouth with his.


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1 comment:

  1. Sat down to edit and saw your post/link on FF&P. Yum. Great way to start my Saturday, thanks! :)

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