…about Book Three in my Midnight Playground series, THE TURNING KISS, which will be out on March 15th from Samhain! Maybe because I just finished writing Book Four, EVERSONG. I have my darling, dirty vampires on the brain-lol! Anyway-I thought it’s never a bad time to do a little advance celebrating, right? So, here’s a sneak peek at THE TURNING KISS-and even a tiny look at EVERSONG, coming soon from Samhain! (do keep in mind-EVERSONG has not yet been edited, so any errors are the result of my own over-taxed brain).
THE TURNING KISS
Coming from Samhain Publishing March 15, 2011!
Book Three in the Midnight Playground Series
They have nothing to lose…except the one gift they never expected to find.
Ilana escaped a life of sex slavery, using her extraordinary beauty to survive among the few remaining wealthy humans in London. But she has higher aspirations. For two years she has haunted the BDSM dungeons of the Midnight Playground, hungering for The Turning Kiss—that deep drink that will make her one of them. An immortal vampire.
Turned out onto the streets of Edinburgh as a child, Calam’s tortured path led him to a job at the club, where he also engages in exotic and dangerous sex play with its clientele. Craving, like Ilana, the eternal escape of the Turning Kiss.
Ilana is undeniably drawn to the beautiful Scotsman, but she has no time to waste; the club takes no one over thirty. When a sinfully compelling vampire pair brings them together for an unusual foursome, she and Calam are shocked to discover it isn’t the vampires they crave, it’s the tenderness and emotion they feel for each other.
After years of seeking to feel something, anything, other than the pain of the past, the ultimate gift is within Ilana’s reach. Yet the cost—leaving her heart behind with a mortal—could be more than she can bear.
WARNING! Three hot bisexual vampires and two mere mortals getting down and dirty at the vampire sex club. Beware of spankings, bondage, several kinds of whips, everything anal and an orgy or two…or is it three…?
The visions rippled before her eyes, dissolved. She was back in her body, still shivering with her climax. Luka was holding her, petting her hair gently. Konstantine was with them on the bed. He wasn’t looking at her, but at Luka, with an expression of such fierce tenderness it was shocking. How could this hard and ancient creature be so…vulnerable? And as she watched, Luka turned his face and Konstantine kissed him, a soft, sweet press of lips.
Need filled her once more, simply watching them together. Their obvious adoration. And as she watched, their kiss grew hungrier, more urgent. Konstantine pulled Luka hard against his body, one arm around the younger vampire’s waist. She almost didn’t dare to breathe as they opened their mouths, the kiss becoming demanding, purely sexual. They pulled apart a mere few centimeters, their tongues twining, then crushed their mouths together once more.
Konstantine began a low growl, deep in his throat, in his broad chest. The growl grew until it was an animal sound that drove fear and a sharp, keening desire through her system, into her sex.
Luka yielded to him silently. She wasn’t even certain how she knew it. But she could feel it, as if, even though he no longer drank from her, some mental connection remained. And at that moment Konstantine’s hand wrapped around Luka’s long braid, and he pulled him roughly from the bed and onto the floor.
Ilana gasped, but she knew they didn’t hear her now. Konstantine turned Luka, shoved him face down on the polished marble, spread his legs with one hand while gripping the back of his neck with the other. And with one hard thrust, shoved his erect cock into him.
Luka sighed. From where she lay, propped up on a pile of pillows, she saw him brace himself, his hands splayed on the floor as Konstantine drove into him, over and over. So hard she could hear the clash of hard vampire flesh on hard vampire flesh. Had Luka been human, she knew it would have killed him.
But sex among the vampires was primal, dangerous, fierce. They were more careful with the humans. Usually. Unless the blood lust was too much upon them. But that was a risk every human member of the club agreed to when they entered. And for Ilana, that was part of the allure of being with the vampires. That sense of danger. Watching it now was making her hot all over, lust pounding through her veins, her breasts, her soaking pussy, with the same jagged rhythm with which Konstantine pounded into Luka.
The longer she watched, the more she ached for them.
Need you both.
Konstantine stopped then, turned to face her. The agony of pleasure on his face was exquisite, thrilling to see.
“Do not think we have forgotten our little ice queen,” he said, his voice still that low, animal rumble. “After I fuck my darling Luka, he will fuck you. He will drive into your lovely, fragrant body until you come again. For me. For us.”
“Konstantine…” she said, her voice trailing off. She wasn’t even certain what she wanted to say. Her mind was spinning. All she knew was the glorious need surging through her.
“Yes, I know, my beauty. But if I fucked you now I would tear you apart.”
And now for a teeny advance peak at EVERSONG. Ah, my darling Ever…he’s my very favorite vampire (no offense to Aleron and the rest). I don’t know what it is about him. Maybe because he’s so mysterious, so tortured, so beautiful. Have I told you about his origins? No? I suppose you’ll just have to read the book…:)
Meanwhile-here’s a taste…
Midnight Playground, Book Four
Coming Soon from Samhain!
When all was lost they dared to find each other…
Ever, the owner of London’s Midnight Playground, has lived for a thousand years. The pain of his past and the weight of centuries leads him to fear he is losing his sanity. Lately, he’s been feeling…almost nothing, rejecting even his favorite indulgences—sex, blood, companionship. He wonders if he can stand to continue an existence that has become unbearably empty. Until a problem lands on the doorstep of his infamous vampire sex club. Or perhaps it’s just the cure he needs…
Mercy was kidnapped from her family’s home in Barcelona and Turned against her will by a rogue vampire, who quickly abandoned her. Lonely and confused, she found the handsome Deo—and Turned him. The young vampires have come to love each other-an unshakeable bond. They had no idea that how they lived was against the rules of the powerful Vampire Council. Now they must face their greatest fear—that they might be punished, separated.
Instead, they find Ever…
Warning: Old love lost, new love gained, and in between some of the hottest three-way vampire sex ever seen in Europe! Includes oral sex, anal sex, m/m/f, with a few spanking and rimming scenes because vampires are a dirty bunch. Plus the introduction of the delicious and wicked Vampire Council that will leave you begging for more, more, more!
Valencia, Spain, 2069
The roar of the ocean was a soothing, womblike white noise in the background as he took her in his arms. Arms that felt strong to her, yet not as strong as her own were now. She wasn’t used to it—her strength, how powerful her hearing, her sight, had become. The terrible driving needs of this changed body—nearly unendurable thirst, unbearable hunger. The need for sex. For blood.
She knew the word. Heard the echo of it in his mind as he kissed her and discovered that she was…different.
Yes…but we are here together and I need…
Her hands went into his dark curling hair. Truly like silk under her fingertips. She’d never felt anything like it. But he was her first lover since she had been changed. And as he parted his lips, inviting her tongue into his wet mouth despite the small trembling fear that ran through him, desire filled her. Burned her. Ate her up like some monstrous thing. Except that it felt better than anything had in her life, to be touched by this beautiful young man.
Broad shoulders and golden skin. She could see him even in the dark of night, lit only by the crescent moon hanging in the cloudy sky and that same light reflected off the water. She could even see the strange blue-green of his eyes that reminded her of the Mediterranean sea itself.
His tongue sucked hers in, his hands closing around her waist, desire overtaking him as powerfully as it had her. The sound, the salt scent of the ocean faded away—that and the fainter scents and sounds of old stone and violence from the town itself. Everything but the sensations of hands and mouths and bodies pressed together. The soft sound of his thoughts that wasn’t really a sound at all, but still spoke to her with the same lovely Greek accent as his voice.
He sighed as she pressed her breasts against the solid wall of his chest. Her blood was moving, quickening. She breathed in his fragrant skin. Sweet. Precious.
She needed that. Craved it. She’d never thought of it before. She’d never had to. But she’d been so alone these last days…
He pulled her down onto the sand, and she felt every tiny grain against her skin. The sand and the fine, fine texture of his flesh. Her need rose, spiraled. Inside her something growled, snarled to be set free. Her arms wound around his neck. Ah, yes, there it was. That pulse at the base of his throat, beating, beating. She swore she could smell the blood running through his veins. Needed it, even more than she needed him.
He seemed to sense her urgency, tore her dress over her head, kicked his way out of his jeans, and they were naked together on the sand. His hands went to her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, and they came up hard, pleasure intense, nearly hurting. His rigid cock pressed against her belly. Yes, that was what she wanted. She parted her thighs, pulled him in too hard—she heard his gasping surprise at the pain. She tried to rein it in, but it was too much for her as he entered her, his thick cock piercing her flesh, sinking deep.
A wild keening seemed to grow in her chest, and in moments, as he plunged into her, it became a scream. Raw. As if some animal inhabited her body.
“God, Mercy,” he muttered as he thrust again, then again.
“There is no God,” she said between panting breaths, between one stab of pleasure and the next. “There is only this haunting between place… Come with me, Deo. I need you with me. I need someone…”
“Mercy?” Her name was a whisper on his lips. She sensed his confusion as she sucked the tender skin at the base of his throat into her mouth, pierced it with the sharp eyeteeth that had grown in the last days. “Ah, what are you doing to me?”
That’s all you get for now-stay tuned for more!