Dream Seductions: All The Queen’s Men
A Paranormal Erotic Romance
Be careful what you dream…
Syrena was raised by a police man and his wife after she was found wandering the Nevada desert alone as a very young child. That unique bond to the human species nearly destroys her after she reaches maturity and instinctively begins to seek out a mate.
Dream Seductions: All The Queen’s Men will be available around July 4th 2012!
Until then, I hope you’ll enjoy this excerpt…
Warning: This excerpt contains spoilers!
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“Feed me, Max. Please. I’m not sure how much longer I can survive without you.”
He shook his head.
“I don’t understand what you need.”
Her hand moved from his cheek to his knee, and began to slide down towards his groin.
It took monumental command for him to catch her wrist before those trembling fingertips could reach their destination.
“Wait.”
He stood and took a step backward, trying to flush the sudden surge of lust out of his veins. There was already an uncomfortable swelling behind the zipper of his black fatigues.
“I’m not sure this is such a great idea. I’m having some disturbing images of sharp teeth and claws around areas I’m rather attached to.”
Syrena looked as if she were about to weep.
“What can I do to make you trust me? I won’t touch you, if you don’t want me to. But I need to be fed, Max. I’m starving. Couldn’t I just suckle you for a moment, even just a moment? I will keep my hands behind my back and just open my mouth. You can even point your gun at my head.”
His hips gave a violent buck in response.
Despite all reason, his body was shuddering like a racehorse approaching the starting gate. Just looking at those soft pink lips was enough to make him hard as hell, but thinking of her taking him in her mouth… shit! It was enough to make a grown man cry!
“Syrena,” it came out as a ragged moan rather than a protest.
She trembled softly, slipping over onto her knees with her wings pulled tight against her back and her arms clenched behind her. Rosy pink nipples hardened before his eyes as she lifted her face and licked slightly parted lips.
God help him!
At least if he was about to die, he would die a happy man.
The barrel of the gun was redirected to point at the floor near his foot as he stood and used his left hand to unfasten his zipper.
