Monday, March 8, 2010

A taste

I am feeling off tonight, need to get out and have some fun. So I am leaving you all with an excerpt from my book Blood Visions out now at

She had pale skin and although she was very small, she was toned. He knew she would possess a strength great enough to handle a romp in his sack. The thought made his cock twitch with anticipation. His gaze followed the neckline of her dress and he saw a hint of black lace underneath. If she were a Keeper, he would already have her naked, plunging deep into her softness. Never had he stopped himself from partaking in pleasure so willingly offered, especially from someone so beautiful. But he couldn’t, wouldn’t, fuck a vampire. They were the enemy.
"Tell me Tarquin, what do you know of vampires?"
"Enough to know they are dangerous untrustworthy creatures. Not exactly mate material." Even if his cock was hard and ready between them, thinking it really was a great idea to have her any and all ways he could.
Her gaze locked onto it and he saw her hands clench in his wolf’s fur. The scent of her arousal hit him a second later and he let loose with a savage howl before he leaped at her.
He crushed his lips to hers, forcing them open and thrusting his tongue inside. His hands roamed her body roughly, pulling and tearing at her clothing. If he was going to have her, then he was going to have her his way. Rough and tough, not loving and mating. She wanted him and he wanted her. That is all it needed to be. Raw and instinctual, they were driven to satisfy themselves. No reason to fight it. Ones basest instincts always seemed to win out anyway. And his said take, take what he could without giving anything back.
She moaned against his mouth and her body rubbed against his unabashedly. He tore his mouth away and latched onto one of her perfect pink nipples. She cried out and dug her hands in his hair, holding him close, begging for more.

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