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 (Set In Stone Book #10)

By Anne Kane

Get Off My Cloud

Genres: Humor, romance

Lucas has no intention of letting Olivia get away again – they just have to survive the dinosaurs!


Six months ago, Lucas met the woman of his dreams, but after a night of amazing sex he woke up to find himself alone. Sent to rescue the daughter of a billionaire from her own folly, he discovers her to be the same woman, and this time he intends to make sure she stays put.

When Olivia discovers a herd of live dinosaurs existing on a small island in the South Pacific, she’s ecstatic. This discovery could crown her career as a paleontologist and put to rest the rumors that her daddy bought her position for her! Of course, when her father sends someone to drag her home, she’s not willing to comply and the couple must find a way to deal with the sizzling attraction between them while running from a herd of angry prehistoric beasts.


The voyage had been rougher than Lucas had expected. The fishing trawler he’d rented to get himself from the mainland over to the small island where the target was located had bucked and heaved on the choppy waters, at times threatening to turn itself upside down. Not an ideal ride, but it did the job. He was on the island. Now all he needed to do was locate his employer’s daughter and convince her to leave with him. Grabbing his packsack of supplies he set out to find her.

Good thing the island was so small. As it was, it was past noon before he caught sight of a battered old canvas tent on the east side of a grassy meadow at the foot of a small hill. He made his way down to the bottom of the hill, cursing the lack of any kind of trail to follow. The low scrub bush that blanketed the area made foot travel slow going. Once he made it to the edge of the flat meadow, he paused to scout out the lay of the land. He wasn’t sure of the best way to approach the woman. She had no idea who he was, and she just might be armed. She would be perfectly justified in defending herself against an unknown male who suddenly showed up unannounced. The last thing he wanted was to engage in a shootout with his employer’s daughter. .

Lucas pulled his field glasses out of his backpack and studied the base camp. Two facts immediately slammed into his disbelieving brain. Hard to tell which was more astounding. Firstly, those four-legged creatures stretching up to munch on the tops of the trees definitely did look like dinosaurs.

And secondly, Mr. Billionaire’s daughter was none other than the woman he’d spent one unbelievably fabulous night with almost half a year ago. The woman who’d seduced him, fucked him gloriously senseless and then disappeared before he managed to regain consciousness the following morning.

Hell, he’d started to think he’d dreamed the whole thing. No woman could be that gorgeously curvy, that amazingly good in bed, and then just leave without expecting anything at all from him. He hadn’t even taken her out for dinner. Or breakfast. Not that he was cynical or anything but women were expensive. They didn’t do anything without expecting some kind of payback, and they sure as hell didn’t do all the things she’d done for him and with him and to him without very high expectations.

So when she’d disappeared without a trace, he’d been speechless. Speechless and, if he were honest with himself, just a tiny bit bereft.

He’d wanted more. More of her. More of them together. Taking a deep breath, he strode across the field toward the woman who’d starred in all of his X-rated dreams for the past six months.

He could tell the exact moment she became aware of his presence. Her head came up like a deer who’d suddenly scented a predator. She turned in his direction, and her lips formed a surprised “o.”

Yeah. She remembered him all right. It was in her eyes, in the way the pink tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips, in the way her nostrils flared as if breathing itself had become an issue.

Her lips curved upward in that slow, sexy smile he remembered so well, and it sent a bolt of heat straight to his groin. Instant hard-on. Yeah. That was her, all right. Olivia. New-age hippie. The first woman to ever love him all night and leave him wanting more the next morning.

He was close enough now to look right into her eyes, to see the warmth there, the genuine happiness at seeing him again. He didn’t get it. She looked thrilled to see him now, so why had she left that morning without so much as a fleeting message, or a goodbye kiss?

Then it didn’t matter. He reached her side and pulled her into his arms to devour her lips. They were every bit as sweet as he remembered, and just as blindingly hot.

She didn’t protest his rough handling. On the contrary, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Opening her lips, she gave as good as she got, her tongue exploring every crevice of his mouth, every inch of his tongue.

He let out a low groan and let himself be carried away on a wave of pure, unadulterated lust. He’d missed her so much, wanted her for so long, that it didn’t really matter why she’d left that day, or why she’d never attempted to contact him again.

She was here now, her luscious body wrapped around his.



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 (Set In Stone Book #10)

By Anne Kane

Get Off My Cloud

Genres: Humor, romance



Lucas has no intention of letting Olivia get away again – they just have to survive the dinosaurs!



Six months ago, Lucas met the woman of his dreams, but after a night of amazing sex he woke up to find himself alone. Sent to rescue the daughter of a billionaire from her own folly, he discovers her to be the same woman, and this time he intends to make sure she stays put.

When Olivia discovers a herd of live dinosaurs existing on a small island in the South Pacific, she’s ecstatic. This discovery could crown her career as a paleontologist and put to rest the rumors that her daddy bought her position for her! Of course, when her father sends someone to drag her home, she’s not willing to comply and the couple must find a way to deal with the sizzling attraction between them while running from a herd of angry prehistoric beasts.



He grasped the bottom of her thin cotton dress and tugged it upward. Olivia obediently raised her arms to let him tug the material up over her head and toss it to the ground. Lucas dropped to his knees in front of her, putting his face at the level of her gloriously rounded breasts. Opening his mouth, he sucked one taut nipple in, worshipping it with his tongue and lips. It tasted so damn good, warm and sweet and incredibly female. His cock, already hard, swelled even more and he reached down to unzip his pants and free it from its denim prison.

“Oh yeah. I need me some of that.” Olivia breathed the words out in one sexy breath. Placing her hands on his shoulders she pushed until he landed on his back with her right on top of him.

“It’s all there for you.” Lucas let out a low growl as the woman of his dreams reversed her position to straddle him backward and took him into the warm softness of her mouth. Above him he could smell her warm juices through the thin layer of soft cotton cradling her sex.

What kind of woman wore a dress while out hunting dinosaurs?

The question fled as quickly as it came. The woman in question knew more than a thing or two about how to make a man’s cock stand up and pay attention. Her tongue slid down the length, caressing every inch of him as she sucked as enthusiastically as toddler with her first lollipop.

Lucas closed his eyes and gave himself up to the pure joy of being with her again. He’d wanted more of her since the moment she left, and now he was here to settle that claim.

Flames of lust roared through every nerve, setting his body on fire. Nothing mattered except the amazing feel of her lips on him, her tongue dancing along his hard length, her fingers exploring, mapping every inch of his body that she could reach.

Olivia was no passive participant in the game of love, waiting for him to take her and fill her with his seed. No, she was woman in all her glory, demanding his participation, his presence in her world, in the act of union as old as life itself.

She turned him on like no other women he’d ever met.

Lucas hooked his fingers in the soft cotton of her panties and ripped, tossing the ruined scrap of material aside. Grasping her hips he pulled her down to feast on the slick wetness of her sex.

Olivia let out a little mewling sound and spread her legs wide in silent invitation. Lucas responded by dipping his tongue deep to taste the honeyed heat he’d dreamt so much about. Damn, the woman tasted good! Better than good. Amazing. Great. Sexy.

Spreading the soft folds of skin with his fingers, he licked and sucked, pausing only to graze his teeth across the little bundle of nerves at her entrance.

When Olivia dipped her head down and took him back into her mouth he almost came right there. Just the sight of her silky mane of hair cascading across his belly was enough to make his cock tremble with lust. Damn. How had he managed to live with her all these months?

Her tongue traced the thick vein up the side of his cock, and it swelled until it felt like it was going to burst. He gritted his teeth, unwilling to stop the glorious feel of her mouth moving up and down on his shaft. He’d imagined this so many times, it was hard to separate fantasy from reality.

Still, if he wanted to be inside her when he came it was time to change things up.

Wrapping an arm around her waist he lifted her off of him and twirled her around until they were face to face. Setting her down on top of him, he reached for his pants and fumbled for the foil packet he kept in his wallet.

“Let me help you with that.” Olivia snatched the square of foil from his fingers and ripped it open with her teeth.

He’d never seem anything as sexy as the look on her face as she loomed over him and extricated the condom from its wrapping. Within seconds, he was safely sheathed and ready for action.

Grasping her hips, he positioned her sex directly above his shaft. The wet heat of her entrance pulsed enticingly against the head of his cock, and he paused to savor the sensation.

After an endless moment, he rocked his hips upward, plunging himself into her welcoming depths.

Damn that felt good. Wonderful. Amazing. He stayed motionless, willing his eager cock back under control. The last thing he wanted to do was climax in a rush. He wanted to give Olivia an experience she wouldn’t be able to walk away from, now or in the morning or next week even.

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Book Summary
Liam is the most deliciously bothersome cyborg Emma has ever met. Like most of his kind, he’s arrogant, opinionated, and amazingly good in bed. When he rescues her from a kidnap attempt, he decides he needs more time to get to know her so he heads to the far side of the galaxy instead of taking her home.

Along the way they pick up a furry little creature who turns out to be quite capable of defending itself and are attacked by a ship full of pirates who want to get their hands on the little critter. Life is never dull when a cyborg has you in his sights!

Available for pre-order on October 27th


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Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Artist: Angela Knight

Genres/Themes: Paranormal, Suspense, Interracial, Men in Uniform, Gay
Length: Novella

With a rogue shifter on the loose leaving a trail of bodies, it isn’t the best time for bear shifter, Roarke Hilliard to have his heat cycle. Especially since he’s the lead Special Agent on the case. But nature must take its course. When his partner, agent Spencer Malloy, places himself in Roarke’s path during his greatest time of need, the bear is worried he might break the human. But Spencer wants Roarke badly… bad enough to call in a paranormal escort.

Grigore Gabor may be a male escort, but he’s never slept with any of his clients… until now. The moment the wolf shifter gets a whiff of the bear who hired him, and his human companion, he knows he’s found his mates. But getting the surly ursa to agree is another matter.

With a killer on the loose, now isn’t the time for finding true love. With Roarke handicapped by his heat cycle, there’s only so much the agents can do against the rogue shifter. They can only hope to bring the man to justice before another body is found.

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Special Agent Roarke Hilliard, Bureau of Paranormal Affairs, scented the air as he scanned the crime scene for clues. Darkness filled him, narrowing his world to this one moment. Blood soaked through his pants and coated his hands as he knelt beside the too still, mangled body. The copper tang of the teen’s blood teased his nostrils. His nose flared as he searched for other scents. Gunpowder residue and the stale smell of sweat hung heavy in the air.

A gun was clutched in the young man’s hand, his fingers gripping it even in death, and yet the weapon hadn’t been able to save him. Slashed across his sternum, the killer’s claws had dug deep, all the way to the bone. His clothes were torn in other areas. His belt had been partially torn from him. The clues were adding up to a terrifying, grisly picture.

This wasn’t the first victim, and if Roarke couldn’t catch the bastard responsible, it wouldn’t be the last. Up to this point, the killer had targeted male prostitutes. But this one was different. There were no indications of drug use, no condoms in the victim’s wallet. Was the killer branching out? Or were his tastes changing?

“This is definitely our guy,” Agent Spencer Malloy said as he surveyed the scene. “If we don’t catch him soon, we’ll be on every channel in the country. You know how much the Bureau hates bad publicity.”

Roarke stood. “There has to be a pattern. The first known victim was in Chicago. The second was in South Bend, Indiana. But now, victim number five is in Atlanta. Where is he going?”

“I still say they aren’t planned. I think our guy is picking up young men, then he gets frustrated when they won’t give him what he wants and he kills them.”

“They’re prostitutes living on the streets. There isn’t much they won’t do for the right amount,” Roarke reasoned.

“What’s that super sniffer of yours telling you?”

“I don’t smell semen. I don’t think he got very far before he killed this one. Maybe that was his motivation. Either he couldn’t get it up, or the victim resisted.” Although he could be wrong. Roarke wasn’t about to admit it to anyone, but during his heat cycle his nose was not the most reliable. It took every effort not to turn bear the closer the time got.

Spencer ran a hand through his short, blond hair. “I don’t like this. Rogue shifters are one thing, but one bent on murder?”

“The lab ran the sample three times,” Roarke reminded him. “No match was found in the system, but the DNA suggested a hybrid.”

“Which explains the instability,” Spencer muttered. “He obviously has impulse control issues. My gut says there are more murders. Unless some switch flipped in this guy’s head, there’s no way his first murder was last month. Not unless he was just turned, and what’s the likelihood of a just-turned hybrid?”

Roarke sighed. “I’m afraid I have to agree with you. We need to have records run a search on all unsolved shifter related homicides nationwide for the past five years, see if anything pops up that matches our guy’s MO.”

“I’ll call it in while you check out the rest of the scene. Maybe we missed something on the first walk through. Then you’re going to the hotel for a shower and a change of clothes.”

Roarke nodded and looked around again. He began a slow circuit of the space, sniffing for something he might have missed as his gaze touched on every square inch of the room. He knew from experience they wouldn’t find anything new. Fingerprints and DNA did them no good when the killer wasn’t in the system. According to the shifter laws of 2023, formed when shifters came out of hiding, all shapeshifters were required to have DNA and fingerprints on file with the government. Those who didn’t comply were termed “rogue” and would be put to death if they were found to have committed a heinous crime. If you weren’t registered, you didn’t have rights.

Spencer motioned to him from the doorway and Roarke stepped out into the sunshine. With the smell of death and decay surrounding him, he’d forgotten how beautiful it was outside. Spring was in the air, which spelled trouble for a bear on a never-ending job. The urge to mate would hit him hard and Roarke would be powerless to stop it. Last mating season, he’d damn near lost his job when he’d holed up in a motel room for three days with a willing male from a shifter run escort service… he might do well to keep their number handy.

“I passed on our thoughts about there being more murders and Rawlins said he would put a team on it.” Spencer began walking toward their SUV. “He asked why the hell we couldn’t have thought of that weeks ago. I told him we were too busy chasing a trail of mangled bodies. Pompous ass.”

Roarke grinned.

“I say we go get you cleaned up and grab a bite to eat. We missed lunch and I know that beast inside of you has to be starving.” Spencer held out his hand. “Keys.”

Roarke pulled them from his pocket and handed them over. He climbed into the passenger’s seat and patiently waited for Spencer to get in and start the vehicle.

“Speaking of my beast, there’s something you should know,” Roarke said as they pulled out of the parking lot. “My mating heat is going to hit soon. Since I don’t have a mate, my bear is going to seek the first willing male available. It’s going to possibly put me out of commission for a few days.”

“So we take a break.”

Roarke shook his head. “The mating fever is going to hit our killer grizzly too. It means more murders if he can’t find someone willing and able to handle the frenzy. Think double or even triple the body count we have now.”

“Fuck. We have to catch this guy!” Spencer slammed his hand against the steering wheel.

About Dulce

With an overactive imagination and a penchant for making up stories, was it any wonder Dulce Dennison decided to be an author? From cowboys to shapeshifters, she has a story for them all, but her passion lies in writing m/m romances. Dulce believes in love in all shapes and sizes, and that everyone deserves a happily-ever-after.

Married since 2000 to a man she isn’t sure is quite human, her husband and children (which she fondly calls the demon spawn) keep her busy, but never too busy to write. Is there such a thing as too busy to write? Most mornings you can find Dulce set up with her laptop, a cat curled up next to her, and a steaming cup of coffee just an arm’s reach away.

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by Anne Kane
Cover art: Bryan Keller

BIN: 08066-02604

Genre(s): Futuristic, Action Adventure & Suspense, Sci-Fi , Print, Romance

Theme(s): Interracial/MultiCultural, Men and Women in Uniform

Series: Mercenaries (#6)

Length: Print

Page Count: 236

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Kaeden and his band of mercenaries will do whatever it takes to keep the women they love safe!

Private Skirmish: What do you do when the woman you love is up for auction? Make sure you’re the highest bidder! Kaeden and his band of mercenaries will do whatever it takes to reunite Dee and her little sister and keep them safe.

Running Scared: Jackson knows what it’s like to lose your entire family in one bloody instant. When he vows to help the irresistibly sexy Saralyn find her brother, the team engages in a search that takes them into the heart of the corrupt government.

Riding Shotgun: Shotgun falls hard from Kalie the first time he meets her. Kalie’s a genetic experiment who was never supposed to get out of the lab. She makes a living on the underground street racing circuit, but lately accidents keep plaguing her car. With the help of his mercenary buddies, Shotgun’s determined keep his woman safe.

Winter’s Quest: Winter remembers all about the insanity of life as a lab rat, but what she doesn’t know is how she got there. Trace isn’t sure why Winter is so hung up on her past but if she plans on chasing all over the nine provinces looking for answers it’s up to him to make sure she stays safe. And, while they’re spending all that quality time together, maybe he can convince her that he’s more than just a convenient sex partner.

Snake Eyes: Wren has the hots for Snake, but he can’t seem to see her as anything other than his sargent’s kid sister. When she sees him sneak out, she follows, determined to finally make him see her as the mature, sexy woman she is. Unfortunately, she manages to get herself captured and Snake is forced to come to her rescue.

Publisher’s Note: Mercenaries (Print)contains the previously published e-book novellas Private Skirmish, Running Scared, Riding Shotgun, Winter’s Quest, and Snake Eyes.

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 Taming the Cyborg
(Terras Five – Book Two)
By Anne Kane
Genres: Sci –Fi, Cyborgs, romance



Although he doesn’t understand why his brother chose to bond with a human female, Noah agrees to be the official cyborg witness at the birth of the cyborg/human couple’s first son. When he arrives on the human space station, he finds himself face to face with a female pilot, an unheard of occupation for a female on the cyborg home world of Terras Five. Hailey’s cute, she’s sassy, she’s sexy and she doesn’t automatically defer to him just because he’s male. Noah finds that combination irresistible.

After a night of amazing sex, Hailey heads off on a reconnaissance mission with her squadron, and Noah arranges to spend a little more time in the human world to get the sassy red-head out of his system. But when her ship goes missing, it’s up to Noah to use all the tricks of his cyborg heritage to track her down and rescue her.

The jarring clang dragged Hailey out of a very satisfying dream where incredibly sexy male cyborgs were kept in secure enclaves for the entertainment of select human females. Naturally, she was at the top of the select list.
“What the hell is that?” Noah jerked upright, looming over her at full alert while he searched for the source of the noise.
Trust a cyborg to be fully awake the minute he opened his eyes. Probably slept with one open all night just in case.
Hailey yawned, stretching each well-used part of her body in turn. Cyborg or not, Noah definitely knew how to pleasure a woman. She slapped her hand on the wall over the bed, effectively silencing the annoying alarm.
The cyborg in question slanted a questioning brow at her.
“It’s my wake up call. Looks like my leave got cut short.” She glanced over at the display monitor. “I’ve been assigned to patrol duty today, and I need to get moving.” She sat up and slung an arm around his shoulder, dipping her head to nibble on his ear. “That was nice last night. Give me a shout the next time you’re in the area and maybe we can hook up again.”
The look on Noah’s face was priceless. A cross between disbelief and outrage. Interesting how he managed both at the same time. She gave him a questioning look.
“Nice? That was nice? It was bloody well amazing, probably the best sex you’ve ever had and you’d be damned lucky if I decide to favor you with my attentions again. Nice my ass.”
Ignoring the outburst, Hailey gave Noah’s ear one final nibble, then hopped off the bed to go fetch a cup of stim-drink from the synthesizer. She wasn’t really all that fond of the stuff, but it gave her a chance to strut her naked body in front of Noah, and remind him of how much he’d enjoyed it.
She cupped the mug in both hands and turned to face him, wrinkling her nose. The lie tripped off her tongue with a nice ring of sincerity. “It was nice, but it wasn’t that good.”
Apparently retreat wasn’t coded into his genetics. “Oh, it was that good.” Completely naked, he planted his feet on the floor and stalked with deliberation across the distance between them.
Hailey felt an unfamiliar flutter in the depth of her stomach. Anticipation? Apparently last night’s activities had merely served to whet her carnal appetite.
It really had been that good!
Taking the mug from her hands, he placed it on the table and pulled her into his embrace. The fact that they were both still naked made it easy to tell how ready Noah was for another round.
Except, regrettably, she didn’t have time this rising. According to the readout on the display, she was due on the flight deck in less than one star-turn, which gave her just enough time for a quick shower before donning her uniform.
If she hustled.
As if reading her mind, the big cyborg scooped her up in his arms and strode to the shower cubicle. Putting her feet on the ground, he kept one muscular arm wrapped around her as he palmed the controls. The door slid shut, and warm water cascaded from the ceiling, drenching both of them.
Noah used his free hand to activate the soap dispenser and gather the lightly scented cleansing foam in his hand. He proceeded to lather every inch of her body, lingering over her breasts and buttocks.
Hailey closed her eyes, surrendering to the exquisite feelings that followed the cyborg’s very talented fingers as they roamed across her body. Hell, she could take the heat for being late this one time if it meant she got to enjoy Noah’s attentions for a little bit longer.
His hand strayed lower, his soapy fingers sliding between the soft folds guarding her sex, and Hailey moaned softly. That felt so damned good! This time though, she wanted him to realize that she could give as well as she got.
His lovely, hard shaft. Peeking up at him from beneath her lashes, she traced the head with her tongue, relishing the salty male taste for an endlessly exciting minute before she opened her mouth to engulf him.








Genres: Paranormal, Futuristic

Alien Romance,

Author: Anne Kane




Jenna has a secret — her alien blood makes her completely lose control during sex. It takes a strong man to be able to stand up to her demands, and so far she hasn’t found one strong enough to want to come back for more. On the eve of the biggest Sci-Fi convention in the known universe, she makes a wish. Now it’s up to Doug, the sexy troubleshooter from the Wishes Gone Wrong department of Wishlabz Inc. to make sure it comes out right. Because a wish gone wrong can be a very dangerous thing…


“Oh, yeah!” Awe tinged Doug’s voice as he brought his hands up, weighing her breasts in his palms. Lowering his head, he slid his tongue across one dusky nipple.

Darts of liquid fire radiated from the sensitive tip and pooled low in Jenna’s belly. “We need to get out of these clothes. Fast.” She muttered the words out as Doug scored his teeth across the other nipple, lust gleaming in his dark eyes.

Kicking off  her knee high boots, she Skimmed the material down over her hips. She wiggled out of her suit and reached for the belt buckle at Doug’s waist. For just a second the metal resisted, but then the clasp let loose and she slipped the leather through the buckle. She practically tore the pants from his body, yanking them down to his ankles and pulling off first one shoe and then the other before she managed to work the uniform bottoms over his feet and toss them aside.

“You really are an eager little number!” Doug kneaded her breasts, the feelings his warm hands invoked driving her lust even higher. “Why isn’t every guy this side of the Milky Way beating a path to your door? I can’t believe you had to resort to a wish to get a little action.”

Oh, you’ll figure it out. A fleeting pang of regret pierced her lustful frenzy. About the time you’re trying to crawl through my front door to get away from me. I’m just too much. Too horny. Too hard to satisfy. If that monster was the best that Wishlabz could come up with, I guess I really am a lost cause.

But she had no intention of letting Doug off the hook. Later, he might run like a demon hoard was pursuing him, but right now he was hot and hard and ready for action.

Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of his briefs, she quickly pulled them to his knees. His massive cock, freed of the imprisoning spandex, curved proudly upward, and Jenna ran her tongue across her bottom lip. Heat flooded through her every nerve ending, sending inhibitions flying.

She glanced around the room. The bed? Maybe later. Grabbing his hand, she led him to the overstuffed armchair occupying the corner of the room, and pushed him down in it. She dropped to her knees in front of him and engulfed his cock in her mouth.

Doug gasped at the incredible sensation. Jenna’s mouth closed over him hot and hungry, sucking so hard that her cheeks hollowed. Her tongue curled around his shaft, working it with long wet strokes that sent desire streaking through him. Her hair slid across his thighs in dark waves, and he ran his hands through its silken glory.

She devoured him; there was no other way to describe it. Licking. Sucking. Her teeth scraped along the sides of his shaft, sending incredible bursts of lust through every nerve.

His cock reacted instantly, growing longer and impossibly hard. He felt his balls draw up, getting ready to shoot their load down her sexy throat. Running his fingers through her hair, he tangled the long strands around his fingers as his hips moved, thrusting up in time to the movement of her glorious tongue. It felt so good, lust and need consuming his entire body. He’d had blowjobs before, he’d hardly led the life of a monk, but he’d never met a woman who put so much enthusiasm behind it.

Jenna reached up and cupped his sac, her long fingers stroking the base of his shaft with just enough pressure to make him gasp. Her green eyes gleaming with lust, she sucked and licked, stroked and squeezed.

Doug couldn’t help the long groan that escaped his lips as he felt the orgasm starting at the tips of his toes and roaring through his body. He threw his head back and let out a guttural roar as his balls sent the load of cum rocketing down Jenna’s waiting throat. She smiled around his cock, still sucking, her tongue swirling along his hard length to milk every last drop from his shaft.

Doug loosened his grip on her hair, his body relaxing under her practiced hands. “Damn, you’re good with that mouth.” He stroked a stray lock of hair back behind her ear, marveling again at the silky texture. His earlier comment about alien blood hadn’t been entirely nonchalant. She truly did have an exotic look about her that he couldn’t quite pin down. Maybe later, when his head stopped spinning.

“I do enjoy the taste of a nice cock.” A sensual smile lit up her face as she lifted her head. “But we’re not done yet, are we?”




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Jebediah stared at her breasts reverently for a long moment before he sucked one achingly tender tip into his mouth, teasing it with long, rough strokes of his tongue. A low growl escaping his throat, he grazed his teeth across the tip before he turned his attention to its twin.

He feasted hungrily on her body, pushing her clothing out of his way with impatient hands to explore every inch of her exposed flesh. Using his tongue, he traced a fiery path down her belly to the hollow of her hips, sending erotic tremors running from breast to belly, curling through her thighs to center in the moist depths of her sex.

She wanted him. Wanted him now. Wanted that massive cock of his buried deep inside her. She squirmed against his restraining hands, trying to free herself so that she could throw herself onto him.

Jebediah chuckled softly. “Easy, my little one. You need to learn who is in charge, and right now it’s me. I want to hear you beg me to mount you, to fuck you so hard you scream my name to all the stars in the galaxy as your world explodes around you.”

“I. Don’t. Beg.” The words were barely louder than a whisper. She found it hard to talk, hard to concentrate when her body cried in agony for his touch. Had she ever felt this needy, this wanting before?

“That is too bad.” He let her go for three prolonged, agonizing heartbeats, just enough time to strip off his own suit and expose his rock hard erection. Bereft of his support, Natalie sagged against the wall and drew in a ragged breath.

His cock was the most beautiful sight Natalie had ever seen. Long and thick, it jutted toward her with the promise of fulfillment, the promise of relief from the aching need that overflowed from every inch on her body. She wanted to feel that glorious shaft pulsing deep inside her, wanted it badly.

“Please?” The words left her mouth a soft plea, and she raised her head to meet his gaze.

“Close enough to begging for me.” Fierce triumph blazed in his eyes as he grasped her hips, positioning himself at her moist entrance. “I am going to fuck you so hard you won’t know which side of the galaxy is up.”

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