Thanks for having me here today, Erzabet J
I love anthologies, don't you? As a reader they're a chance to discover new to me authors and as an author they're a challenge I just can't resist. Something about that submission call that makes my muse sit up and go, "Ooooh, now, there's an idea."
The Just Vamps Anthology was no exception, especially when I read that magic word—ménage. After all, two vamps are better than just one, right? And once my heroine Bianca told me her back story, well, I just had to get her together with the two hunks from the shadows.
Blurb for Living The Dream:
Everyone knows that happy ever afters only happen in fairy tales. Real life is cruel and painful. Bianca may wish for the two hunks in the shadows to notice her, but that doesn't mean it's going to happen—until Halloween that is.
When Sister Maria insists that Bernhard and Archie escort Bianca home, the events that follow can only have been a dream. The hottest sex she's ever had cannot account for the changes Bianca sees in the mirror. Vampires aren’t real, right?
Excerpt: Be warned, it's hot!
As she floated in post-orgasmic bliss, it was too much effort to coordinate her limbs. She muttered her thanks at the cool washcloths on her fevered skin. Her eyes fluttered open to connect with Bernhard’s intense blue gaze, as he washed her neck with infinite care.
“Are you all right, Bianca?”
She managed a shaky nod, before the cool swipe of another cloth against her swollen nether lips made her gasp. Oh that felt so good. She struggled to raise her head to see, and Bernhard slid behind her, to help sit her up a tad. Her eyes widened when she realized he was naked and very much pleased to see her. His huge cock sprang up to his taut abdomen, the tip glistening with his pre-cum. His musky scent filled her senses and she licked her lips in anticipation of his taste.
He hooked one finger under her chin to make her look up and amusement replaced the earlier concern in his eyes. He smiled and Bianca blinked. Her eyes widened and her breaths grew shallow. She was seeing things or this strange dream of hers—and it just had to be a dream—just got a whole lot weirder. As if to confirm the surrealist situation she dreamed up, a nip to her abdomen brought her attention to Archie’s dark-haired head. Her body responded with a renewed burst of moisture between her pussy lips, as he slowly licked his way up her body. By the time he reached her breasts her nipples jutted into the air begging for her lovers’ touch. Both men moved in unison, their smiles identical, their fangs glistening in the dim light coming in from the other room, and Bianca forgot to breathe. Her mind had conjured up her ultimate fantasy. Not only were the two men she had been secretly crushing on for ages in her bed, but her mind had also made them into vampires. She watched them latch onto a breast each as though it was their God given right, mesmerized by the sight of their fangs digging into her soft flesh. All conscious thought flew out of her brain when they started to suck, the deep rhythmic motion sending shards of desire to her clit as though an invisible cord linked them all together. They took her to the brink of orgasm before they withdrew.
Bianca moaned her denial and Archie kissed her, his fangs scraping her lips. The slightly coppery taste of her own blood should have turned Bianca’s stomach. She didn’t do blood in real life, but in this crazy dream it seemed to have the opposite effect. Mixed in with the unique scent of Archie and faint traces of her own juices her stomach clenched in anticipation and Archie groaned when she kissed him back.
She ran her hands through his silky hair and rubbed her breasts against his rock hard abs. His hands slid to her hips and she gasped when he lifted her effortlessly and ran the velvet tip of his cock along her slit. Her pussy clenched, desperate to draw him inside her body, but he merely smiled and shook his head. She was so focused on Archie and the delicious sensations he sparked in her cunt, that the fingers slipping inside her from behind were a surprise. Bernhard kissed her shoulder whilst his fingers fucked her slowly. He circled her anus and sunk one finger slick with her juices inside her. Her muscles tensed around him, and Archie stepped up the friction against her clit and claimed her mouth in another earth-shattering kiss. Dimly aware of Bernhard’s deep rumble against her back, as he murmured encouraging words into her shoulder blades, she barely felt him slip in another finger. He thrust those long digits in and out of both her holes and Bianca relaxed into the strange sensation. Her hips moved of their own accord and she giggled when Archie twisted so that he was the one lying on his back. Bernhard’s fingers slipped out of her and she moaned her denial at their loss. She stuck her ass out at him and both men chuckled.
“I’d say she’s ready for us, brother.” Archie’s face grew serious and he cupped her face in his large, slightly calloused hands. Bianca’s heart stuttered to a stop at the emotion she read in his deep brown eyes, the pupils so dilated with desire his eyes looked almost black. She ran her hands over his chest and abdomen down towards his cock. It twitched upwards, and feeling emboldened by his body’s reaction she cupped his hard shaft and ran her thumb over his weeping slit. The spicy scent of his pre-cum filled her nostrils and she used the natural lubrication to run her hand up and down the wide girth of his cock.
He grew bigger in her hand and she smiled at his impassioned, “Fuck, you keep doing that, little one, and I won’t last five minutes. I want to spill inside that tight cunt of yours, whilst Bernhard takes your ass, and you ride both of us until you fall apart.”
The growled words shot straight to her pussy and she whimpered her need. Bernhard’s harsh breath in her ear as he cupped the globes of her ass pushed her arousal up another notch and she pushed back against him.
“Have you ever taken two men at once, baby?”
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
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