BLURB:
Vampire,
Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side.
Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or
regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.
Gauge,
an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s
personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the
dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.
A remarkable bond is quickly formed between
the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while
maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy
threatens to destroy it all.
Will
they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying
their kind’s immortal thirst?
Caption: (If needed)
An
immortal thirst can never be denied, especially when it’s a thirst for each
other.
ADULT * M/M/M* EXCERPT option #1
Gauge
cautiously entered a spacious loft with high vaulted ceilings and a dining room
table filled with an assortment of food. To the right, he spotted a black,
leather sofa with a very handsome and very naked man sprawled across it.
Gauge’s
cock instantly twitched, his proclivity toward men revealing itself through his
physical reaction.
“Hope
you’re hungry.” Tristan’s voice resonated from the far left of the vast room.
Gauge’s
gaze drifted away from the naked man and settled to where Tristan knelt at the
foot of a chaise-lounge, intently suckling the inner thigh of yet another man.
The
erotic moans of Tristan’s live meal filled the room, further stiffening Gauge’s
shaft. Unsure what he should do, Gauge stepped back, only to be met by Caleb
who handed him a glass of scotch. “Please, help yourself to whatever appeals to
you.”
Dizzying
thoughts danced in his mind. Which appetite should he satisfy first? This was
new territory, far beyond the realms of even his vivid imagination. Should he
indulge his physical hunger, his sexual needs, or neither, and keep his first
day on the job strictly business?
“Perhaps
he’s a watcher.” Caleb brushed past him as he strolled toward the lone man on
the sofa.
Gauge
drew in a deep breath to steady his spiraling nerves. “You feed right out in
the open?”
Tristan
ran his tongue up the length of the human’s cock then smiled. “They have no
objections.” He then pricked his wrist with the tip of a pointy fang and
allowed a few crimson drops to coat the lips of his quarry.
The
man licked the blood, and his pupils immediately dilated.
“They
drink from you?” Gauge swallowed hard, still trying to keep his wits about him.
“They
give me the gift of an existence without pain. I give them unimaginable
pleasure.” Tristan then kissed the man and returned to feasting upon his inner
thigh.
Gauge
glanced over at Caleb, who stood before the other man with his pants unzipped,
gazing down intently as the man eagerly sucked his cock. Caleb’s hips rolled
with the motion of the man’s bobbing head.
Caleb
eyed Gauge with a smug grin. “He’s really
good.”
Gauge
licked his lips and wandered back toward the table where he blindly reached for
a chair and took a seat. His heart pounded, and his cock pulsed. So fucking hot.
He’d
been to clubs featuring group sex in back rooms, and had even participated
once, but that was a long time ago and blood definitely hadn’t been involved.
The erotic way Tristan fed only excited him more.
Gauge’s
prick pressed tight against his jeans, and he fought the urge to jack off.
Tristan
licked blood from his lips, nudged his partner to the side and joined him on
the lounger. He skimmed his fingers across the man’s stomach, enough to make
him shudder, but his seductive gaze remained locked on Gauge. “A ghastly sight,
isn’t it?”
Gauge
swallowed hard, his head booming from the erotic shock of it all. “Not at all.”
With
speed too fast to measure, Tristan stood before him, his cock wet and stiff,
smelling of sex and the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, an aroma Gauge
recognized. “I suppose you’ve seen worse than a vampire fucking his meal?”
“Much
worse.” That’s the understatement of the
year.
Gauge
tried not to dwell on the images which flashed through his mind. The macabre
memory of flames reaching far above the rooftops of the small village where
they’d burned the decapitated bodies of innocent victims and the vampires who
had murdered them. The memory of diesel fuel mixed with the putrid stench of
singeing hair and roasting skin Gauge thought would be imbedded in his brain
forever, also sneaked out from the recesses of his mind where he’d safely tucked
them away.
He
shot up from the chair, overwhelmed and uncertain of what was worse, the
haunting memories of the massacre, or how easily the thought of fucking this
sexy vampire appealed to his body and mind, so much stronger than his desire to
kill him.
Tristan
eased closer and inhaled deeply, then turned his attention to the other
vampire. “Caleb, take them away.”
Out
of the corner of his eye, Gauge saw Caleb step back immediately followed by the
snapping sound of fingers. “You heard my master. Let’s take this party on the
road, boys.”
Gauge’s
muscles tensed as he resisted reaching out and wrapping Tristan’s long hair
around his fist and fucking him like there was no tomorrow.
As
the door closed behind them, Tristan ran his hand down Gauge’s arm. “Kathryn
told you, didn’t she?”
Gauge
drew in a deep breath. “Not sure what you mean, Sir.”
“She
told you how I came to be a vampire. How she plucked me quite literally from
the brink of death and how my need for sex is the only thing to rival my thirst
for blood.”
“She
told me you had a way about you I’d possibly relate to.” Gauge understood now.
Kathryn’s recommendation included benefits Gauge had never imagined.
BIO:
Tyler Robbins is the pen name of
author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four
nearly grown kids, two boys and two girls.
Tyler enjoys stepping out of her
comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she
gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances
she’s taking.
Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm
believer that grey hair is merely God’s graffiti!
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I don't get to read much erotica lately, but this caption certainly reminded me of why I need to get back into consuming more of these books very soon :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Angela.
DeleteThose darned vampires just can't help themselves, and neither can we once we're hooked, huh?
Have a terrific weekend! ;-)
Thanks so much for having me over, Angelina!
ReplyDeleteI look forward to visiting with more of your readers! ;-)
Hugs!
Tyler