Between the Sheets: A Reverse Harem Anthology of Scenes that get to the Point

by L. A. Boruff

  “Come for me, Fern,” Ether bites out, losing all control now.

  The white heat of Ether’s passion, the fire of Mihr’s gaze and the Ice-cold touch of Gabe’s hand has me coming so hard that my scream reverberates around us. But soon the echoes of my pleasure are drowned out by Ether as he comes long and hard.

  Across the pond Mihr roars.

  Read the full story: https://books2read.com/FernsWings

  Bea Paige’s Books

  The Sisters of Hex series (paranormal romance / reverse harem)

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  Prequel to The Sisters of Hex series:

  Five Gold Rings:

  https://books2read.com/FiveGoldRings

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  Sisters of Hex: Accacia

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  #1 Accacia’s Curse

  https://books2read.com/AccaciasCurse

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  #2 Accacia’s Blood

  https://books2read.com/AccaciasBlood

  #3 Accacia’s Bite

  https://books2read.com/AccaciasBite

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  Sisters of Hex: Fern

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  #1 Fern’s Decision

  https://books2read.com/FernsDecision

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  #2 Fern’s Wings

  https://books2read.com/FernsWings

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  #3 Fern’s Flight

  https://books2read.com/FernsFlight

  The Brothers Freed Series (contemporary romance / reverse harem) #1 Avalanche of Desire

  https://books2read.com/AvalancheOfDesire

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  #2 Storm of Seduction

  https://books2read.com/StormSeduction

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  #3 Dawn of Love

  https://books2read.com/DawnOfLove

  Links to Bea Paige’s social media

  Website:

  https://www.beapaige.co.uk/

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  About the Author

  Bea Paige lives a very secretive life in London... She likes red wine and Haribo’s and, frankly, books about paranormal creatures and hot men. She is the Queen of the Hive and loves to write romance with honey and spice.

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  The Sisters of Hex series is her first reverse harem / paranormal romance series kicking off with Accacia's Curse. If you like your books filled with vampires, wolf-shifters, angels, fae and Demi-gods then this series is for you! Bea can't wait to see what you think.

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  Oh, and she has also penned a new reverse harem contemporary series that you can get your teeth stuck into. So, check out the Brothers Freed series as well!

  Skye MacKinnon: Winter Princess Excerpt

  Daughter of Winter #1

  Blurb

  One sassy demi-goddess. Four hot Guardians. And a few evil people.

  As a demi-goddess, Wyn has always stood out from the human crowd. And now, on her 22nd birthday, her magic finally surfaces with a bang. A Big bang. She’ll need the help of not one, but four (sexy) Guardians to control her destructive powers. If only they weren't so distracting...

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  Her mother, the Winter Queen, waits for Wyn in the Realms of Gods, but there are enemies who will try and prevent her from ever reaching the Realms, even if that means going to war.

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  Will Wyn be able to survive the journey? And if she does, can she resist falling for her Guardians?

  Chapter 17

  (Wyn’s been knocked unconscious during a battle and her four men have taken her through a Gate to her mother’s Realm. They’re inside the Gate now, and it’s all a bit different from how she imagined…)

  I’m flying on a rainbow. A fucking rainbow.

  Everything is bright and colourful and magical. Magic! I can feel my magic! She’s not inside of me though, no, she’s floating by my side, purring as the wind tousles her fur. She’s stretching her limbs; finally out of the cave I have kept her in for so long. She grins at me, and I smile back. We’re friends, taking a ride on a rainbow that looks like a unicorn belched while flying loops through the air. It’s not a rainbow that starts on the ground and then forms a half circle. No, this rainbow is like a rollercoaster, stretching infinitely into the distance, shaped in curves and loops and – is that a heart shape up there?

  This must be a dream. A very lucid one, though. It feels so real. Have I taken drugs?

  “Wyn!” someone shouts from behind me, casting a chiming echo through this rainbow world. It’s Storm, riding the rainbow like a surfer rides a wave. I laugh and try to swim against the flow to reach him, but it doesn’t work. Luckily, he’s an expert rainbow-rider and reaches me in no time.

  “Wyn,” he rasps, and then I’m in his arms, squeezed against his chest. My magic chuckles and moves further ahead, giving us some space. I never thought she’d be this considerate.

  Storm lifts my head with a finger gently held beneath my chin. His eyes are soft, and he’s actually smiling at me. Storm, smiling! This must be a dream.

  He comes closer until our lips almost touch. "I thought I'd lost you," he whispers, his breath hot against my skin.

  I'm trying to come up with a reply, but my mind is blank. So I do the next best thing: I get up on my toes and kiss him. He groans and nudges my lips open with his tongue. He's starting out gently, but after a few soft kisses, they turn wilder. While claiming my mouth, he slides his hands under my shirt.

  I moan as he breaks our kiss.

  "Don't worry, Princess, I'm not finished yet," Storm growls, and rips my shirt in two. How the hell did he do that? But I couldn't care less when he unhooks my bra and takes it off, together with the remains of my shirt. He goes on his knees in front of me and looks up with a strange look in his eyes. Desire? Devotion? Admiration? Hard to tell. He kisses the soft skin between my breasts and I moan again. While he's leaving a trail of kisses down over my belly, he grabs my bum with his hands. I push my pelvis forwards, an open invitation. He chuckles.

  "Patience."

  "Since when are you promoting patience?"

  In response, he unzips my jeans and slides them down, encouraging me to step out of them. All I'm wearing now are my panties (and my shoes, but that doesn't count). I wish I had put on some nicer ones, but when I prepared for battle this morning, wearing pretty underwear wasn't high up on my agenda.

  Kneading my arse, he continues to leave gentle kisses just below my belly button. It tickles and I'm getting frustrated with him. It's not enough.

  Suddenly, there are hands on my breasts. Before I can turn around, a teasing voice whispers in my ear, "Guess I shouldn't have worried about you. Seems like my brother is looking after you already. You do know we've still got a way to go to reach the other side of the Gate?"

  Frost.

  Storm shoots an annoyed glance at his brother. "We don't know if she will be okay once we reach the other side. Let's stay in here a while longer."

  "I'm okay with that," Frost chuckles, and begins to gently massage my breasts. I lean into him, and he bends his head, nibbling on the nape of my neck. How does that feel so good?

  Storm has finally decided to do the right thing, and is slowly pulling down my panties. When his mouth touches the skin just above that spot, I see rainbows. Okay, maybe I've been seeing them all the time because we're standing on one. But you get what I mean.

  I close my eyes as my body fills with pleasure. I'm in the arms of two Guardians. Unbelievable. Frost is twisting my nipples between his fingers while grazing my neck with his teeth. For some reason, I want him to bite me. Not something I've ever wanted before. What are those guys doing to me?

  Something presses against my core. Instinctively, I spread my legs a little. I cry out when Storm slides his finger inside me while suck
ling on my bud at the same time. Damn that Guardian!

  If Frost wasn't holding me, I'd be writhing on the floor by now.

  "Open wide for my brother," Frost whispers, sliding his hands down my belly until he reaches my pelvis. Storm adds another finger and as instructed, I spread my legs further, giving him better access. His tongue is driving me crazy, flicking and suckling and swirling.

  A roaring laughter interrupts us. I open my eyes and see Arc and Crispin running towards us. Is it really bad that I want them all? "Don't stop," I command, and use my hands to press Storm's head between my legs again.

  "Can we join?" Arc asks as they reach us.

  Crispin shakes his head in frustration. "Has anyone actually thought to ask why she is standing here, conscious? Or are you all thinking with your dicks today?"

  Storm refuses to answer, instead focussing on bringing me pleasure. Works for me.

  Frost clears his throat. "Well, she's obviously okay, and I thought Storm had..."

  "Typical! Wyn, I should examine you," Crispin says matter-of-factly.

  Storm growls. "Piss off or join us."

  Arc gives me a mock bow. "Princess, with yer permission?" I'm too busy trying not to completely let go of all inhibition, so I just nod. The more, the merrier. A small voice in my head is telling me that this isn't me, that I'm too prude for this, but I don't care. I've got three hot Guardians around me, all intending to make me feel good.

  Arc is by my side in seconds, grasping my hair with one hand and pulling me towards him. He claims my mouth at the same moment as Storm adds a third finger. Gods, this is amazing. Frost is hard against my back and with every thrust of his brother's fingers, I rub further against him.

  Around us, the rainbow is sparkling. But maybe that is just my mind making up weird things in the heat of the moment. This. Feels. So. Good.

  Storm suddenly stops the amazing tongue work he's been doing. Damn that Guardian. I was so close. "Crispin, would you like to..." He falters as he looks behind him where our healer stood a moment ago. Crispin is gone.

  "Dinnae worry, Princess," Arc mumbles while stopping his wild kiss for a moment. "He's not been with a lass in a long time. We dinnae ken what's wrong with him. Just forget aboot it, it's got nothing ta do with ya."

  I can't reply because his lips cover mine once more, and his tongue meets mine in an ecstatic dance. Storm slides his fingers out of me and suddenly I feel very empty. I moan against Arc's mouth. Then I hear the sound of a zip though, and I know it's not over yet.

  "Lie her down," Storm says breathlessly. Gently, Frost lowers me to the ground. My breasts are swollen from the attention he's been giving them. Once I'm flat on the ground, he bends over them, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. Arc suckles on the other, while Storm spreads my legs.

  Sweet Gods, am I really surrounded by three Guardians? Three hot, sexy, talented guys who make me feel better than any man has ever before.

  Storm slides a finger into me again and I arch my pelvis in response, inviting him in. Then I remember that I want more.

  "Storm, please," I moan, but Arc slides a finger into my mouth and silences me. I suck on it, and for some reason that feels amazing.

  "Princess, you ready?" Storm asks and I lift my head to look at him. He's naked, and beautiful, and rock hard. Are all Guardians that... big? I guess I'll have to do research...

  "Are you sure you want this?" Storm asks again and I nibble on Arc's finger until he pulls it out of my mouth.

  "Yes, I want you," I whisper, not taking my eyes off him.

  "And you don't want me?" Frost asks. I'm not sure if he's joking or if he's offended.

  "I want you all."

  Frost smiles and bends down, kissing me hard. I notice that my hands are lying uselessly on the ground, so I reach up and pull Arc towards me. I need all my Guardians close. That's the moment Storm enters me. He's not gentle, or slow. He pushes in and I groan in pleasure as he fills me. We're one, and many. He moves in me, and at the same time, Frost is kissing me and Arc is massaging my breasts while I touch the bulge between his legs.

  We are one.

  Storm is sliding in and out of me, harder and harder. I'm starting to lose control; my breath has grown erratic and my hands are balled into fists, waiting for release. Frost pulls back for a moment, and I inhale deeply. There are sparks all around us, flittering through the air like fireflies. They're tiny, but shimmering in a thousand colours. "Can you see them?" I whisper, unsure if this is just my eyes playing tricks on me.

  Storm stops for a moment and I regret having asked the question. Couldn't my curiosity have waited for just a few more minutes. Well, hours. Hopefully.

  Then he slams back into me and I squeal. "Yes." He slides out. "I can see them." And pushes in again, setting a new, fast rhythm. I won't last much longer.

  The little sparks are forming shapes in the air, pulsing spirals, strange glittery clouds,

  Something is happening. But I couldn't care less just now. My mind is blank, all that counts is the heat flooding my body, the electricity flowing through my nerves. I'm close. Someone starts rubbing my clit, but I've got my eyes closed, and it doesn't matter. It feels good. More than good. I'm floating on a cloud of bliss.

  "Wyn," Storm groans, and I moan with him as he jerks and presses deep inside me, coming at the same time as my inner walls contract, hugging him tightly. I ride the climax, my body one big haven of pleasure. There are hands on me, gently stroking my skin, but I'm too exhausted to reciprocate. My Guardians, surrounding me. Storm, still inside me.

  The bond is pulsating within me, and from afar I can hear my magic purr. Finally, they are satisfied.

  I slowly drift back into reality. Well, whatever crazy rainbow reality we're in, anyway. I open my eyes - and blink a few times. I'm covered in glitter. The little sparkly particles that have been floating around the air have landed on my skin - they're everywhere! I look like a... well, like I stood at the wrong end of a flatulent unicorn. I lift an arm in wonder, mesmerised by the glitter reflecting the rainbow light around me.

  "What the fuck is happening?" I finally ask. Judging from their confused looks, my Guardians don't know either. Storm slides out of me, leaving me with an empty feeling. I'm exhausted, but I want more. I want Frost and Arc. And Storm, again. Together, on a rainbow, covered in glitter.

  I giggle, which quickly turns into a giddy laugh.

  "You've broken her," Frost accuses his brother. "Now she's behaving like a... girl." He shudders as I break out in more giggles.

  "I've never seen anything like this," Storm finally says.

  "It looks like magic. Magic that isn't bound," Arc ponders, his forehead scrunched. He probably doesn't realise that he's still having a hand on my boobs. I won't tell him. The glitter doesn't seem to hurt him, so why break the delicious touch?

  "But magic is always bound. It can't exist without an anchor," Storm argues. "Otherwise it would float around and do Gods-know-what. Explosions. Mutations. That kind of stuff."

  I frown, the giggles suddenly gone. "Wait, so this stuff doesn't usually float around in this rainbow?"

  "Rainbow?!" Storm looks at me incredulously.

  "You've not noticed that we're standing on a rainbow?"

  "We're on a cloud-"

  "No, we're on a wave," Frost interrupts his brother.

  "Lightning," Arc mutters.

  "So, we're each seeing something different. How can you not know that? You've travelled through this Gate before, right?"

  They look at each other.

  "Aye, but usually we step in on one side and out of the other one. There's nothing in between. Nae rainbows, nae magic. Nae... sex."

  I cover my face in my hands. "Is this even real?"

  Frost pinches me on my hip and I yelp. He grins innocently. "Looks like it's real."

  Bastard.

  "Now can we get back ta the fun stuff?" Arc asks and takes his hand off my boob - and everything spins as I'm pulled away from them, along the rai
nbow, flying through the air, faster and faster, a cloud of glitter flying behind me. I scream. Then suddenly, there's a loop, a damn big rollercoaster loop. I flail, trying to get rid of the pull that is making me race along the rainbow, up the loop and - no, please don't let me fall - down again. I try to keep the contents of my stomach down as I spin around my own axis, unsure of what's up and what's down.

  The rainbow stops and there's nothing beyond.

  Want more of Wyn and her boys? Read Winter Princess, the first book in the Daughter of Winter series, or listen to the audio book.

  About the Author

  Skye MacKinnon is an International Bestselling author with a slight obsession with bunnies, dried mango and Scotland. And when she says slight... her friends are trying to find ways to trick her into not having a book set in Scotland.

  You'll often find Skye bribing herself into writing words using cake and tea, but whatever works, right?

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