Her inner muscles gradually relaxed. She caught glimpses of bliss, and an uncontrollable urge assailed her to rock against them, take them both inside her. Tiny sparks detonated in her nub. She fought to remain still and let Jager pleasure her clit while he readied her ass for his cock.
“Easy now,” Jager said. He pulled his fingers out and probed her opening with the head of his cock. “Just relax and let me take it slow on you.”
“Yes, oh, yes. I want it, I need it now.” The fires came at her from every direction. The flames licked and tortured her g-spot, her clit, her nipples, her anus, even her brain, it seemed. Her breath came ragged as she tried to focus on keeping her pelvic muscles relaxed, but all she longed to do was slam herself down on them both and let the orgasms fly.
Keefer gritted his teeth. The muscles in his arms were like bands of tight cord under the sun. “Jag, please, now. This is agonizing. I’m gonna come before you even get inside her.”
“Mmm, me too,” Jager groaned.
Jager pushed in, slowly, not too deep. The inferno shot higher. Anjelee focused on remaining tense-free, opening for him, while Keefer held himself deep inside her pussy. With each fraction of an inch that Jager sank into her ass, she inhaled short bursts of air. Then he was there—she felt his groin and thighs pressed tightly against her buttocks—and the cry of astounding pleasure ripped from her throat. It echoed over the sound of the sea and the singing of tropical birds and the chatter of dolphins playing somewhere at the mouth of the bay.
The euphoric sensation of being completely filled by her husbands boggled her mind, it was so surreal. Already, the orgasm took distant hold of her senses and nearly shook her to her core. The first ripple neared when Jager pulled out and pushed back inside her.
“Oh—oh, I’m going to...” Moisture spilled over her cheeks. This new form of elation was almost too much to bear. But still, she needed more, she needed it all.
She made a small swiveling motion of her hips to encourage Keefer to move inside her, too. He didn’t hold back. The water splashed and slapped against naked flesh as the tempo picked up. Keefer’s eyes were clamped shut, his face tense and held upward to soak in the sun. Jager nipped at her neck and sucked on her earlobe. Breathing came in desperate gasps, though she wasn’t sure if it was hers, Jager’s, Keefer’s or a conglomeration of the three of them.
The men got their own rhythm going. When Keefer pulled out, Jager pushed inside her. Each time, a different area warmed and tingled with the stimulation. When she thought she could take it not a minute longer, she put a hand on each of their asses to stop their movements.
“Together, please. I want you both inside me at the same time. I want us all to come together. But hurry, I’m about to…”
“You got it, babe,” Keefer said.
“Ready?” Jager asked.
“Yes!” she screamed.
Four manly, strong arms encircled her. She became the center of a tight human sandwich, chests pressed tightly to her front and back. They both pulled back, the heads of their cocks the only thing remaining inside her.
She relaxed, breathed, waited for the moment…
And they simultaneously pushed inside her.
The double-penetration proved to be the most unbelievable experience of her life. There was no stopping the orgasm. It exploded inside her, seesawing from front to back to front to back, over and over. Her toes curled beneath the water, her fingers tingled, her nipples ached deliciously as the pleasure washed through her entire body.
Their growling releases filled her ears just as she started to float back to the bay. Wet heat suffused through her pelvis and became instant lubrication. She stroked herself down on their cocks and drew out the last drops of their come.
Her head swam. She let go and flopped to the side, easing them out of her pussy and ass. They released her and she lay there floating on her back in a swoon, staring up at the pristine-blue sky.
“Oh. My. Fucking. Gosh. That is what I’ve been missing out on all this time?”
They both chuckled and dipped under the water. They came up, one on each side of her. Their arms slid beneath her back. One at a time, they started licking and sucking a nipple. The pull of sexual desire stirred again.
“Don’t worry,” Jager said, his lips brushing over one peak. “We’ve got a lifetime together to make up for it.”
Keefer kissed her cheek, such a sweet gesture after all that hotness. “And the rest of a two-week honeymoon. Wanna go again?” he asked with a roguish grin, and squeezed her ass beneath the water.
“Funny. You think you’re not going to get your turn?” Anjelee pushed away from them and swam toward the dock. Over her shoulder, she shouted, “Well, you will, believe me. But I need to eat something first. I’m so hungry I could eat a shark.”
As she raced away from them, butterflies fluttered in her stomach. The hunt was on again.
But then she heard chattering beyond the mouth of the bay. She stopped, turned and watched as three dolphins leaped up, did a dance atop the water, then dove in and swam off in a choreographed twist-and-spin around each other. It appeared they were wound together as one, pledged to each other.
“Hm, just like us.” She smiled and went to get brunch. She would need the energy, that’s for damn sure.
Dear Readers,
I hope you enjoyed Karibu Heat! Don’t miss the loosely connected prequel, Kabana Heat, out now at Samhain Publishing. Please take time to indulge in the three tasty excerpts that follow. One is by my dear friend and one of my favorite authors, Lynn LaFleur, entitled WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?, currently available. The second is a snippet of my upcoming release, SULTAN OF SINN, a sci-fi erotic romance menage. Next is my light BDSM erotic romance titled PRETTY IN KINK, coming soon.
For a list of more upcoming Titania Ladley books, as well as currently available titles, please see the last page following all excerpts, or visit my website.
Thank you for your interest in my books!
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Titania Ladley
www.TitaniaLadley.com
What Are Friends For?
An excerpt by Lynn LaFleur
Available now!
www.LynnLaFleur.com
Luke drew her into his arms and kissed her—not the easy, gentle kiss he'd given her in the pool, but one of passion and heat. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, giving her a small taste of what he planned to soon do to her body. Sliding his hands down her back, he cupped her ass and lifted her.
"Wrap your legs around my waist."
She obeyed him without hesitation. Kissing her again, Luke carried Erin across the patio. The moon's position in the sky let its rays flow over the L-shaped couch in the pool house. Holding her tightly, he lowered her to the couch and followed her down to lie on top of her. He bucked his hips, driving his hard flesh against her pussy.
Erin whimpered. She clutched his hair in both hands, drove her tongue into his mouth. Luke reached behind her neck, unhooked her swimsuit. Drawing one cup down, he laid his hand on her bare breast. He circled her nipple over and over with his thumb until it stood up, as if begging to be sucked. He longed to draw that hard peak into his mouth, but didn't want to stop kissing her. Her mouth tasted of wine, of night, of sin.
A potent combination.
Luke groaned at the feel of Erin's hands sliding beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. She dug her fingernails into his ass, lifted her hips and rubbed her pussy against his cock.
"Please," she said against his lips. "I need you inside me."
Nothing would make him happier than to bury his dick inside her sweet pussy. If he did that now, he'd come much too quickly. He didn't want their first time to be over moments after it began.
He pinched her nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "I think there are other things I need to do first. Don't you?"
Not giving her the chance to answer his rhetorical question, Luke rose to his knees between her thighs. Slipping his hands behind her back, he u
nhooked the other fastening to her swimsuit top. He drew it away from her body and tossed it to the floor.
"Damn," he whispered.
Luke cradled her breasts in both hands, pushed them together and up. The moonlight shone on the plump mounds, letting him see the areolas surrounding her hard nipples. He kneaded her breasts while caressing the nipples with his thumbs. Each pass of his thumbs caused Erin to gasp softly.
"You like this?"
"Yes."
"Want more?"
"Yessssss."
He had to kiss her again before he drew a firm nipple into his mouth. He clamped his teeth around the base of it, flicked it with his tongue. Erin squirmed beneath him, arched her back as if trying to get more of her breast into his mouth. He kneaded each mound while he sucked one nipple, then the other. Back and forth, he gave each peak equal attention.
Erin tunneled her fingers into his hair. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Sultan Of Sinn
An excerpt by Titania Ladley
A Sci-Fi Erotic Romance Menage
Coming soon!
“Damn you, Wulfgor, unbind me at once!” Vanya’s lean body tensed and jerked against the ropes he’d bound her with. Her tangerine eyes glittered with hatred. The mere thought of the succulent fruit made Wulfgor’s stomach growl. But he ignored the discomfort and instead gazed upon her unusual beauty. He could vividly remember the silken smoothness of her skin and the damp sheath of her womanhood clamped around his cock.
Christ.
“And have you imprison me with your magic-wielding hands, like you did with Dorado and all the others? I don’t think so,” Wulfgor snarled. “I was lucky as it was that you weren’t able to reach me from here to your Zolor moon to faxion me down in one of your suffocating solandric prison tubes.”
She tried to kick him, but the ropes held her just out of range. “Ooh, I’ll put you in prison all right, you—”
He took three long strides and stopped only when his body aligned with hers. “And you would do that, wouldn’t you? Lock me up in one of your jail cells?”
Her eyes did that marblish swirl of orange and black that he recalled, a sign that two of her emotions, lust and anger to be precise, were at odds with one another. “Yes,” she hissed. “For the rest of your life.”
Sardonic laughter vibrated through his body. Then he looked down to find that the desire had overtaken the ire in her eyes. Except he wasn’t taking the bait, not yet anyway. “But not before you get what you want from me, right, Vanya?”
“Are you mad?” Her husky voice, laced by her accented, broken English, stirred Wulfgor’s passion just as it always had. But he’d fight it for as long as his body could withstand her allures. Or until that fucking Zane showed his face. “You know you commit treason against the Sultana of Sinn. Former lover or not, your head is as good as separated from your shoulders. My sentries will be upon you in no time.”
He raised a mocking brow, aware she’d skirted the issue of begetting a baby heir from him. It might be a bit amusing to see how she approached that topic within the confines of her current…dilemma.
“Based on your message through Dorado, I think not. I think you need my head attached to my shoulders and my virility intact—at least until you get what you want from me.”
“You bastard.” She yanked on the restraints, this time planting her feet apart and shoving against him with her pelvis. The move didn’t budge Wulfgor, but it made her breasts jiggle and swell further over the curve-hugging, low-cut white gown she wore. Wulfgor sucked in a breath when the sight awakened desires in his long-dead loins, urges he thought to never feel again. Seemingly unaware of her sultry charms, she continued to fight and growl. His gaze shot to where her biceps muscle flexed against a coiling armband made of an orange alloy that matched her eyes perfectly.
“I swear, Wulfgor, you lowly, Earthling barbarian, you will pay for—”
“Lowly?” he cut in and slipped his arms around her waist. The slam of her groin into his proved akin to an asteroid explosion. His jaw tensed, his body trembled. He couldn’t resist. He ground their bodies together, his rising erection no longer able to be ignored. “You didn’t seem to think I was lowly a nano-year ago. Maybe that makes you a barbarian.”
She gasped, the lust now a full-blown glower in her eyes. But the wily ruler appeared to be tongue-tied. Her luscious breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, the nipples like twin-sharp gems scraping his ribs. A vague sheen of sweat glistened over her upper chest and bare shoulders.
Ah yes, whether she cared to admit it or not, she was aroused by him, her body fully prepared to mate.
Pretty In Kink
An excerpt by Titania Ladley
A Light BDSM Erotic Romance
Coming soon!
“Raise your ass.” His feral gaze branded every inch of her flesh, finally resting on her cunt. It was as if he’d lit a torch there, and she groaned as she raised her hips, waiting for his next order. “Then I want you to slowly remove those soaked little lace panties.”
Britt let out a strangled moan when she started to do just that, rid herself of the tiny barrier. The upward undulation of her pelvis wrought a pleased groan from him. It forced him to let go of his cock and assist her in doing away with the impediment that stood between them. Diego peeled the garment off each leg and tossed it over his shoulder without taking his eyes from her pussy.
He bent over her on all fours, his wild gaze slowly traveling up her body, finally boring into hers. A barely contained restraint glowed in their ice-blue depths, and she knew a moment of her own power, of her own dominance, despite becoming the submissive in this little game he played with her.
“Have you ever heard of a safe word?” he asked, leaning down to blow a hot breath on her right nipple. It hardened into a tight pebble and sent a lash of heat straight to her womb.
“A safe word? No, I haven’t…”
He pinched the right strap of her gaping lace bra, slid it down and off her arm, and then pulled it under her from the opposite side. It remained looped on her left shoulder, but it didn’t stay there for long. He dragged the second strap down her arm until it stopped at her left wrist. With his free hand, he set her other arm on her bare belly, and wound and secured the bra around both wrists.
“Son of a bitch, so damn pretty,” he growled, scouring the coals of his eyes over her. “Mm, yeah, kinkiness definitely suits you.”
Diego stepped a knee over one of her thighs, then the other, pinning her legs together. His erect cock and tight sac loomed just above her moist quim. It sent a buzz of ecstasy through her, and at first, she thought he’d planned to move higher, to crawl up and slide his rod between her lips. Her mouth salivated at that thought, and she imagined it would taste salty and faintly bitter at once. But instead, Diego closed his legs tighter still, holding her thighs captive between his knees.
“You’ll need a safe word, babe, a word that means ‘stop’, because I’m going to do things to you. Things you’re going to discover you love, and some that I suspect you’ve never had done to you before. But I’m warning you, these things…they’ll be naughty, wicked…and completely irresistible.”
He yanked her bound arms above her head, closed a hot palm over the globe of one breast and touched his lips to hers. His eyes remained open staring into hers as he snaked his tongue out to trace her mouth. He waited like a predator sampling his live prey just before the kill, calm yet prepared to pounce as soon as she murmured her safe word.
“Give me a word, babe. Any word at all.”
“Pink,” she finally choked out, unable to stand the tortured suspense any longer of what depravity his lessons might include.
That one colorful little word was all it took. The floodgates burst open. He flipped her over with a growl so that her bare ass became his for the taking.
Oh, sweet Jesus!
It was too late to change her mind, even if she wanted to. But Britt had no intention of stopping this delicious fo
replay. She willingly tumbled into the clutches of wild, smoldering madness.
Coming-soon titles by Titania Ladley:
Sultan of Sinn
Pretty In Kink
Crimson Kiss
Lipstick Leslee
Wicked Angel
Carnal Games (reissue-revised)
Hostage of My Heart (reissue-revised)
Ellora’s Cave books by Titania Ladley
A Wanton’s Thief
A Gypsy’s Thief
A Witch’s Thief
Kaydee and the Tramp
Curse of the Black Widow
Heads Or Tails
Bat Scratch Fever
Moonlite Mirage
Naughty & Spice
Jennie In a Bottle
Me Tarzan, You Jewell
You’ve Got Irish Male!
Spell of the Chameleon
Shades of Passion (writing as Roxana Blaze)
Breathless (writing as Roxana Blaze)
Heartless (writing as Roxana Blaze)
Samhain Publishing books by Titania Ladley:
Kabana Heat
Aurora’s Triangle
Red Sage Publishing books by Titania Ladley:
Renegade and His Rebel
Fires Within (writing as Roxana Blaze)
Table of Contents
Copyright
Trademark and copyright acknowedgements:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Note to the Readers
Excerpt from What Are Friends For?
Excerpt from Sultan Of Sinn
Excerpt from Pretty In Kink
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