Author: Seraphina Donavan
Publisher: Cobblestone Press (December 15, 2012)
Length: 46 pages
Subgenres: Paranormal, Menage, Erotic, Romance
As dragon shifters, Remy and Philippe had spent their lives searching for their perfect mate, and in Lilly Montague, they found her. But enemies from their past are threatening their happiness. Dragon law dictates that they must meet the issued challenge and face their enemies in battle. But when Lilly sees them in Dragon form, will she be able to accept them?
EXCERPTS:(Please Choose One)
Excerpt One----VERY ADULT CONTENT!!!!
Lilly Montague smiled, her full lips curving upward as she savored the glide of her lover’s hand over her thigh. It had been only six months earlier that she had first met Philippe, in the very same exclusive club where they now indulged their desires. Sprawled atop him, her breasts crushed tightly against his chest and the hard ridge of his massive arousal pressed intimately into the juncture of her thighs, she savored the sensation. Still, there was something missing, or someone, more particularly. She was trying not to think about it, but her mind refused to cooperate. Lilly had two lovers in fact, two beautiful men who saw to her every whim and desire, as well as to one another’s. Rising on her elbows, she stared into Philippe’s handsome face, noting the honey-colored scruff that shadowed his firm jaw, highlighting the supple curve of his lips.
When he met her gaze, he sighed just a bit. “Stop thinking about it.”
Lilly’s sigh matched his. “I know he’s only been gone for a few days, but it feels like an eternity.”
Philippe’s hand moved farther up her thigh, disappearing beneath the hem of her skirt, and encountered nothing but bare skin. “You need a distraction, cher.”
Lilly shivered as his hand coasted over her behind, his fingertips lightly dipping into the cleft. “Don’t tell me,” she said. “Show me.”
It was only seconds later that she felt his lips on hers, claiming, ravaging her mouth in a hot, almost brutal kiss. His left hand fisted into her hair, using the dark locks to tug her head back. The other hand continued the sensual torment, sliding over the curve of her behind, between her parted thighs, his thumb circling the tight rosette while his fingers delved between dew-slicked folds. She let out a soft moan, unable to hold it back. There were other people in the club. The bartender was stocking the coolers with beer and other refreshments, and the new waitresses were in the storage room, doing inventory to make certain that all members’ toy chests were accounted for. Lilly thought of the first time she’d been in the storage room, seeing the various and sundry items that the club’s members used for their pleasure. Remy had been with her, his hot gaze like a physical caress on her body. She hadn’t known then who she wanted more, Remy or Philippe. It had never dawned on her to imagine that she would have them both.
“So wet, so hot for me,” he murmured, his teeth scraping over the sensitive skin of her throat. It wasn’t the first time he’d done that, and she knew it would leave a mark. But the delicious shivers arcing through her body made it more than worthwhile.
Remy stepped into the dimly lit interior of Dragon’s Lair, his own private domain. At the end of the hallway, entering the main room, he paused and took in the scene before him. On the far side of the room, in the private alcove reserved for the three of them, Lilly and Philippe were ravishing one another. The hot kisses, the sight of Philippe’s skilled hand pumping into the sweetness of Lilly’s cunt, had him hard instantly. He didn’t have to make a sound. Philippe looked at him over Lilly’s shoulder, and Remy felt the zing of connection between them. There was a fantasy building in his mind, a tableaux that he allowed to play out for Philippe’s benefit. It had been nearly a week since he’d had them, since he’d tasted either one of them. Other things would wait, but his passion would not.
Moving toward them silently, he began to remove his tie and then his jacket. By the time he reached the alcove, his shirt was unbuttoned and his cock was raging. Philippe was urging Lilly on, whispering hot, erotic things to her that did not leave any of them unaffected. Her top went first, some gauzy confection that only highlighted her feminine appeal. It landed in a dainty heap on the floor, followed by her skirt. Clad only in high heels and a black lace bra, she straddled Philippe’s hips, rocking against the massive erection he sported for her. Moving behind her, Remy slid his hands over her shoulders, down to the soft globes of her breasts. He closed his fingers over her nipples, pinching them with just the amount of force she liked. She shuddered and leaned back against him.
“I’m so glad you’re home,” she said on a dreamy sigh.
He smiled as he claimed her mouth, tasting Philippe’s kiss on her lips. “I’m glad to be home... I’ve missed you. Both of you.”
About the Author:
Author Bio--Seraphina Donavan is a hopeless romantic with a wicked & oh-so-dirty mind! Those things, combined with her love of writing, prompted her to take the leap and transform those fantasies into written words on a page. As a curvy girl herself, Seraphina has made it a point to celebrate those women with delicious curves with her work through writing and the hot men who love them.
She currently has 11 published books & is working on many more..
Living in Central Kentucky, Seraphina spends her time rescuing stray animals, working for a non-profit agency and dreaming of becoming a best-selling author. She lives in a home that has more character than working parts and enjoys spending time with her fur babies. Feel free to contact her with any questions or thoughts on your mind.. She loves connecting with her readers & hearing from anyone!
Website is www.seraphinadonavan.blogspot.com