Publication date: September 10th, 2024
Cover Design: Raven Designs
Publisher: GTB Publishing
Synopsis:
Two's company. Three's a dangerously good time.
This deliciously dark collection of stories is flying all the red flags -- these men will hunt, stalk, and conquer their prey.
And leave them begging for more.
Whether working together to claim their prize, or fighting to be the last man standing, it's only when you find yourself trapped between them that you realize: there's no way out.
And maybe... that's exactly the way you like it.
Stories Included:
PREY by Eden Bradley
Tangled Hearts by Sara Field
Untitled by Dani Rene
Fall Line by Cole Denton
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Excerpt from Tangled Hearts
"Naughty girl, I can see your arousal glistening in the moonlight. You're enjoying your spanking, aren't you?" Dante said softly and my entire body seized with shameful need.
"I'm not--" I whispered in horror, but his soft chuckle cut me off.
Gently, his fingers trailed down, brushing against the lower curve of my buttocks, and heading downward until he glided across the wetness that coated my inner thighs.
I blushed and I blushed hard.
There would be no denying it now.
His fingertips dipped lower, caressing the most intimate parts of me and a deep growl rumbled from his chest at the same time that a visceral cut of pleasure pierced right through me to the core. I squirmed, but that only resulted in rubbing my pussy against his fingers even more and the heat that had rushed to my face turned molten.
Without a single warning, he pushed a finger inside of me, and a sharp moan fell from my lips. I tried to bite it back, but it was already too late.
He'd heard and worse than that, so had Rafael.
"Please, don't," I whimpered. I could feel both of their eyes on me, their heated gazes making me flush all the more.
"You can protest all you like, but you're enjoying this, Ellie. This wet little pussy tells me everything I need to know," Dante breathed.
"I can smell her arousal from here, boss," Rafael added, and a cry of shame escaped me before I could stop it.
They were talking about me as if I weren't even there, as if i wasn't a living breathing person.
I was just a toy, something they could use for their pleasure.
And for some insane reason, a part of me liked that.
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