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REVISIT: [Mature Content] Touch

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A revisit to one of my most highly ranked posts. Since its been awhile since I have posted anything tasty, I though we would start with a reblog….some fresh material will be popping up here and there in the coming months 😀

Just a snippet of one of my erotica books I plan on releasing, if you’re interesting in that kind of stuff. Mmmmm….smut…. 🙂

The next morning, Alex remembered that he had locked the bedroom door the previous night. He couldn’t remember why, though. He looked up at the ceiling, and then to his left to find Maddison still asleep. The man turned over onto his side and gently placed his hand onto her waist. He didn’t want to wake her up. His hand fell from her body. It was as if his body was moving on its own, like it knew what it wanted, what it craved.

Alex slipped his hand across her shapely hips, feeling the thin fabric of her gown conform to his fingers. It was such a delicate material. He became bold, however, and lowered his touch to the end of the garment, where he was met with soft, smooth skin – Alex’s hand disappeared under the gown.

He gradually moved closer, so that his chest pressed against her back in a comfortable spooning position. Alex lowered his face into the crook of her neck, where he inhaled her fresh, clean scent.

Maddison felt nice. Something felt nice. She felt comforted and warm. She smiled, waking slowly. Her eyes remained closed as she reveled in this warmth she felt, and when she finally realized that it was the sensation of being touched, touched somewhat intimately. Alex pressed against her, his hand moving over her as his breath floated against her neck. She hummed in pleasure, making him aware she was awake, and receptive to his attentions and affections.

He was pleased with her reaction, knowing she’s been without such intimacies for such a long time. Dr. Lang said it would be good for them, to strengthen their bond; sex provides a deep connection with the souls, he had said.

Alex was thrilled to find nothing underneath the silky gown. He allowed his hand to explore further, tracing the contour of her navel and across the scar left over from the C-section. He paused for a moment, shifting to brush her crimson hair away from her neck and shoulder. He placed a kiss there; he displayed such loving behavior, it was as if he was another man all together.

He resumed his travels, caressing her thighs, purposely avoiding that one little spot. Alex brought his hand back up to her navel, where he teased her belly button, before sliding up her torso, following an invisible line leading him to the smooth skin between her breasts.

Maddison smiled, rolling over a little, as much as Alex would allow. She was allowing him to initiate things, simply following Alex’s lead. She left herself completely open to his exploring, reveling in every bit of his touching.

And he wouldn’t allow much as he kept his chest pressed firmly against her back, asserting his position. Alex’s hand gently cupped one of the heavy mounds, contracting his fingers slightly around the soft globe – testing the waters, so to speak. He wanted to take it slow; he wanted to *feel* her and he wanted her to feel him – all of him.

He brushed the pad of his thumb repeatedly over the hardening nipple, eliciting more pleasure from his woman. *His* woman. Alex smiled against the skin of her neck, liking the idea of being more than just a boyfriend or a baby-daddy. He would be her husband; he would stake claim to this woman.

Maddison moaned softly to Alex’s tender touches. Did he know how much he was turning her on? It was maddening, but she loved it, and she wanted more. She started writhing to him, a soft smile resting on her lips as her hands gripped her own nightgown, lifting it up more for easier access.

He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly as he began to kiss at her neck. Again, he felt his body move on its own, but he wasn’t complaining. He embraced this feeling of contentment.

Alex nibbled at the outer rim of her ear, knowing it was a sensitive spot. As he continued to massage her tit, the man rubbed his leg along hers, bringing his lower half closer to her rear. He knew he was driving her insane with need – he could almost smell it seeping from her pores.

She adored the attention to her neck, it always was one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and the actions against her breasts as well. She could feel his manhood pressing against her behind as his leg brushed hers, and she purposely slid her lower half against him, smoothing herself over him to arouse his senses more. He was being so sweet, so gentle, so caring. This was like a whole new side of Alex, and she loved it so. She loved him. She was so in love with him.

He grunted softly against her ear, pausing in his actions, as her ass brushed over the front of his pants. Alex licked his lips and trailed his hand down her body, moving closer to her groin. But he avoided it once again, not wanting to end this too quickly. He touched the back of her knees, her inner thighs, her hips – everything but that heated junction between her thighs.

Maddison smiled and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and blissfully moved and swayed under Alex’s alluring touches. She wanted him so badly, and she knew that he knew it. He was teasing her, but not to be malicious. He was simply taking his time, finding the pleasure in touching her. She had waited for this for a long time. This intimacy. She could allow it to unravel as Alex deemed fit, even if her soft sounds and gentle shifting beneath his touch screamed at him to delve his hand between her thighs, to her secret garden of pleasure. She wanted him to explore, and discover the joys of this sort of bonding, and not be so… afraid… if that was even the right word… of intimacies with her. She wanted him to make love to her. And he was, with his exploration of her soft curves and smooth skin. They would make their intimate connection, linking their bodies together, eventually. Maddison was a patient woman. She wanted no other man but Alex, and she was willing to endure his slow discoveries.

Alex watched how her body moved beneath his touch. She was putty in his hands, and so quickly, too. He slid his hand behind her, smoothing it along the round flesh of her ass. He squeezed it, spreading the cheeks apart as he ground himself against her, emphasizing how much he wanted this – to keep her from having second thoughts about his intentions.

He brought his hand back around, letting it glide over the contours of her torso, once again groping her breast. Alex soon began to nip at the skin below her ear, raking his teeth along that one spot.

With his hand on her rear, enticing her even more with his grinding into her, she let slip with another soft moan. She was his, completely. She always had been. When he moved his mouth to her neck again, she reached a hand up, touching him herself. She slid her hand through his soft hair, encouraging him. Letting him know she was pleased. Her body writhed against him again in desire.

He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Alex finally relented and delved his hand between her thighs, his fingers reaching past her delicate folds to get at the sweet nectar pooling between them. Instead of going directly to her seeping hole, the man focused on stroking her clitoris in swift motions, applying pressure every now and again.

Maddison opened her thighs to him a little, giving him access to her sweet spot. A sound left her lips, not exactly a moan, and not exactly a sigh, but more of a mix between the two. It was a very pleasurable sound. She rolled her hips to Alex’s actions. She tried to roll her body over more, wanting to be on her back, facing him, to touch him, to kiss him. With a gentle nudge of her body, she sought permission from Alex to move.
And he still refused to give – for now, at least. He sighed against her ear, his fingers becoming slick with vaginal secretions. Alex avoided penetration, wanting to get her body beyond ready. He continued to stroke her, feeling her clit swell beneath his touch. After a while, however, he lowered his hand and inserted his middle finger, thrusting it to and fro.

He closed his eyes and imagined more than his finger gliding in and out. Alex then shifted, allowing her to lean back slightly, enough for him to lower his lips to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lap at the pert nipple. He could soon feel the sensation of his pants brushing over the sensitive head of his penis as it became erect against its confines. His body automatically pressed forward, craving more of that delicious friction.

Maddison was nearly purring to his affections. When he let her move her upper half, she took the opportunity to slide her arm under the arm he was using to support himself up with. His heated mouth on her breast was amazing. She shivered in delight. And when he inserted his finger and began to slowly pump it within her; she took a sharp intake of breath, a pleasurable sound, one of longing. She could feel him stiffening against her, and she wriggled her lower half against him, keeping him interested and stimulated. She rubbed her ass against him, moving when he pressed forward to her. She wanted to speak, murmur softly, but she dare not interrupt this… deeply intimate… time. It was fragile, she felt, it was something delicate.

Alex pulled away to lick his lips.
He withdrew his finger and worked her nether lips apart, letting her feel the stickiness as the folds slid together so nicely. He then removed his touch completely, and reached under the blanket to remove his pants in an almost eager fashion. This is where he allowed the woman to lay back completely, holding onto that anticipation of what was to come.

He crawled over her, his lips attacking that sweet spot below her ear once again as he positioned himself between her thighs. Alex’s hands went back to their exploration. He slid them along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her childbearing hips. Alex wanted her – all of her.

As his cock brushed her navel, Alex released a small sigh against her ear before taking said ear between his teeth, nibbling at it.

Maddison bit her lip again, rolling to her back, making herself comfortable and ready for him and what was to come. As he climbed over her, she smiled, taking a deep breath and sighing out in a pleased way. She could feel his cock brushing against her flesh. He was so large, and so hard. She gave another shiver thinking about what was to come, and how it was going to feel. Alex was a very well-endowed man, and she was a small woman. In every way. There was always a pleasurable pain in the beginning, and she anticipated it… longed for it. She wrapped one arm under his as the other went over his shoulder. She smoothed her gentle fingers over his scarred but soft flesh, taking in the contours of his body by way of touch, as he had painstakingly done with her. She felt his strong, lean muscles move beneath his flesh. His strength was arousing. The only thing she was missing was the kiss. He still hadn’t kissed her yet, and it flitted a small bit of worry through her. He hadn’t kissed her in a very long time. Not since his homecoming. Not a real kiss. A kiss of passion and love. And he knew how she felt about kisses… and this set the wheels of worry into her.

Alex nuzzled under her chin, his lips brushing hers. He guided his cock to her entrance, where it was met with a flood of ecstasy. He pressed the head past the tight mouth, allowing her body to suck him in. Alex lowered his body against her own, watching her closely as he dealt slow thrusts, sinking deeper each time. He then leaned in to place a kiss to her lips, swallowing her pleasurable noises as he sunk into her warm depths.

Relief swept through Maddison as his lips finally met hers. And she was thankful he swallowed up her noises as he pressed himself into her, she knew it would be a tight fit, and she didn’t want to wake the whole house with her noises of pain and pleasure. Her body acclimated itself to accommodate his size, leaving Maddison in a blissful state feeling him seated within her body. They were finally locked together. One. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the love she felt. She moved her hips upwards, slowly, giving a small grind of her hips, urging Alex on. She didn’t want to rush it, but her body had become overheated and overloaded by the pleasure of his sweet explorations and touches. One hand slipped down to his waist as the other braced itself on his shoulder. She lifted her knees and opened herself up to him more, allowing him to sink in a little deeper.

Alex deepened the kiss further as she moved her hips. He began to move his own, pressing in before withdrawing slightly, only to penetrate her once more. She was tight, warm and wet. Alex dealt rather hard, precise thrusts, rocking her body up against the bed; each one stimulating her clit.

Maddison kissed him with all the love and passion she had for him. As he started his thrusting, Maddison matched his rhythm, making it pleasurable for both of them, each thrust bringing great pleasure. Maddison smoothed her hands over her lovers’ body, delving her hand into his hair, trailing it down his neck and spine. Alex was a forceful lover, but Maddison enjoyed the hard, precise pounding. He wasn’t a greedy lover either, making sure she was stimulated with each blow. Again, Maddison wanted to speak, she wanted to murmur into his ear her love, but refrained. This was too perfect to spoil with words.

He hovered over the woman, leaning forward to bury his face against her neck to inhale her scent. It was such a pleasant scent.

Alex’s hand rose to cup her breast, teasing it as he continued to move against her; their skin wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, creating a sickenly sweet noise that echoed throughout the room – their own world.

Maddison arched her back to Alex’s touch on her breast. He was bringing her to heights of pleasure she’d never experience before. She was in awe of him. She kissed and nipped softly at his shoulder, inhaling his scent as well. It was masculine, heavenly, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

And that very hand drifted down her body to settle between her thighs, where he brushed her swollen clit, stroking it with added fervor. He brought his lips to hers once again; kissing away her moans and cries of pleasure as the pace of his thrusts increased.

As he applied attention to her clit again, and increased his pace, Maddison did indeed let loose with soft moans and gentle cries of pleasure. She could barely keep Alexs pace as he thrust in and out of her. Her grip on his body tightened, her small hands holding on to him as the telltale tingle from head to toe tickling its way through her and the knot formed in her lower abdomen. The more thrusting and attention Alex paid to Maddison, the tighter the knot formed, until finally it snapped. Maddison arched her back, pulling her lips away from Alex and let loose with a soft cry of pleasure, ecstasy washing through her core as her body was swept into bliss by her orgasm. She panted for breath as her inner walls clutched down on Alex’s stiff cock, spasming around him, pulling him in and releasing him, repeating the process, leaving Maddison humming out softly in her pleasure, her body coaxing Alex to sweet release.

The feeling of her inner walls clamping down around him, pulsing with need, drove him over the edge. Alex came, his body moving on its own as he leaned forward to nuzzle against the woman’s neck. He released soft noises of his own, letting Maddison know just how good she made him feel.

Hearing his noises elated Maddison. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him to herself lovingly. She caught her breath, kissing his shoulder and moving a hand to run through his hair in a relaxing, loving manner. She sighed out contentedly, moving to kiss Alex’s neck, her body finally relaxing under his as she still had tiny shimmers of bliss sparking through her. He had made her feel so good. So beautiful. And he never said a word. All their love was expressed through touch. But sooner or later that had to end. Maddison just didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.

He rested against her, feeling lost in the silence. Alex kept his face hidden against her neck as he whispered “I love you” against her ear. He didn’t say it often, not like he should.

Maddison smiled against him. She believed him. She nodded against him, moving her lips against his neck, murmuring softly. “I love you, too…”

Alex finally pulled away and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. “Thank you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the woman. She looked so beautiful lying there in the afterglow.

Maddison didn’t understand why or what he was thanking her for. She simply nodded to him as he moved away and sat up on the edge of the bed. She was a little confused, but she tried not to let it get to her. She had wanted to hold him longer, but she knew he wasn’t the touchy-feely type, despite her wishes otherwise. There were just going to be some things he couldn’t provide for her, and she knew she would just have to get over them. She wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, so she would make concessions and sacrifices. She offered a small smile in his direction and closed her eyes.

“Come to me…” he said softly.

Maddison opened her eyes to the sound of his voice. She sat up and nodded, moving to the edge of the bed, sitting beside him. She looked at him questioningly.

Well, to those of you who like Erotica, I hope you enjoyed that. I have several erotica novels to release in the future, after revisions. Some are fantasy, some are horror, and some are just regular angst filled star crossed lovers.

~mwah~


November 2016 Day 20

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Well, here’s todays little snippet from Book Two: The Path of Redemption.

 

Fight scene! Hells yeah! Remember, all unedited thus far…

 

A rumbled chuckle echoed through the cave. “All those fancy warriors and they send you in here? Or is it that you missed me and wanted more?” He slowly stood, turning to face her, the fire illuminating his features. Trapped in human form he was devilishly handsome. Tall, muscular, tousled black hair and a crooked smile. But his scent gave him away. There was no hiding that. And his eyes. The changing red and amber. His aura flickered around him. Very much uncommon for a demon.

 

Addison’s grip on her sword tightened.

 

He opened his arms, seeming un-threatening. “Aw, come now… is this any way to greet a friend? What would the Baron think of your manners, eh, lil bird?”

 

She winced at the moniker.

 

He put his arms down, shedding the jacket he had on, pulling a large dagger from his belt. “Well, if you aren’t going to grace me with that Southern hospitality and charm, then let’s get down to business.” He then snarled out.

 

Her silence obviously unnerved him. “I’ll have you squirming and moaning under me before dawn, lil bird. You might have a bunch of Templar wards protecting you, but I don’t need to shift to tear your sweet little ass apart.” He hissed.

 

Addison had heard quite enough. Her pale blue eyes lightened as she brought her sword up to herself, almost as if she was offering it to him. She gripped the hilt in her left hand and pulled the saya free, letting it fall to the stone and ice floor at her feet.

 

The demon grinned, crouching slightly, his blade at the ready.

 

Addison lowered her sword to her side. Gripping it with both hands as the blade pointed downward, coming past her thighs. She was making ready for an upward swing as she took off in a full charge. The demon chuckled, taking off from his position to meet her in this dance.

 

She swung upwards, her blade catching him across the chest in a vertical slice, penetrating deep into flesh and muscle. Addison didn’t go unscathed either, however, as his dagger sliced through her side. She didn’t relent. She didn’t have that luxury. She spun gracefully. Her sword coming across his shoulder, cleaving through bone as his dagger embedded in her thigh. She grit her teeth, and he growled loudly, his deep voice vibrating through the ice beneath her.

 

She hopped back, distancing herself a bit, pulling his dagger from her leg and tossing it aside. Now he was weaponless. That didn’t mean he was defenseless. He was strong, even trapped in human form.

 

He was still talking. Growling. Mocking. But he was bleeding, and that was good. Addison’s eyes watched as his dark blood stained the ground beneath him. But it wasn’t enough. She still wanted more.

 

She blocked out everything he was saying. Tuning him out, only hearing the rumble of his deep voice and the heart beating in his chest.

 

She charged again, bringing her sword upward as she had before. This time slashing opposite, leaving an ‘X’ cleaved into his flesh. The ice was slippery under them; they were too close to his fire. She didn’t expect him to grab her up by the neck so quick, tossing her like a rag doll into the cave wall before tossing his weight onto her.  From his boot, he pulled a small folded knife. He flicked it open with his thumb before sliding it deep down her face, from forehead to chin, blinding her right eye.

 

The pain was excruciating, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing her voice it. He loomed over her, bringing his tongue over the wound. His saliva felt like acid as he chuckled, tasting her blood across his tongue.

 


November 2016 Day 19

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Since there is no BlogHer prompts on the weekend, I thought I’d fill you in on my PAIN. No, really. Yes, lots of pain, but persevering.

 

I’m listening to a meditation mix on my media player – subtle wind chimes with ocean waves and rain with light thunder. So relaxing.

 

The cats are on a rampage today, using anything as a springboard, including my chair and me.

 

I haven’t work on NaNo yet today, but you have been tracking my word count meter, you’ll see the past couple of days have been low in the word count. I can’t concentrate when in pain. I am going to work later to work on one a chapter.

 

For today, however, you will get a snippet of one on the first chapters in Book Two ‘The Path of Redemption’.

 

And here we go…hope you enjoy…

 

“I look for versatility in warriors, for compassion in friends, for the spirit in lovers. You managed to fuse this, so I think you warranted more.” One thing he did not like about the Jeep was the damn separation in the seats. Moving an armrest to have her beside him would have been much more fulfilling. “Grandpa and Dad taught me most, my mom taught me cooking, some Tantric prayers, and about her Shinto arts.”

 

“I like things spiked a lot if I’m going to drink; I usually want the buzz to dull things when I do. So absinthe, Everclear, or those potent types – like moonshine – for me work best.”

 

She smiled again. “Mmm… Absinthe… I forgot about that one… haven’t had it in ages.” She said in a soft tone, letting memory serve her the taste.

 

She toyed with her sword between her knees, sliding her hands over the smooth saya. “Cooking…haven’t a clue on how to do it. I don’t even remember the taste of food. I have memories of things I enjoyed, though, like shrimps, jambalaya, and steak. I just don’t remember the tastes anymore. Just memories, like faded feelings.”

 

Her eyes looked down at her hands. “My mother didn’t like me much. I mean, she loved me and all but left me with the nanny to raise. She resented me, I think because I was a difficult labor and delivery. I ruined her insides. She couldn’t have any more children after me. My Papa on the other hand, tended to spoil me. However, no one treated me as well as Neeta. That was my nanny. When I killed everyone on the plantation, I spared her. She died a nice old age, natural death.” She said, a little sorrow touching her voice.

 

“I’m tired of this life.” She then said, out of nowhere. “I don’t want to die or anything; no no no… I’m tired of the loneliness. I never lamented my darkness, but there are things I would prefer to have in its stead.” She said, letting out a small sigh.

 

She then lifted her face, turning her pale blue eyes to the Templar. She looked him over. He was sexy sitting there driving. An extremely handsome man indeed. She offered a small smile.

 

“Are we there yet?”

 

“You’ll get used to food again pretty quick. It gets boring again fast.” The story of her mother was sad. It also did give insight into why it was so easy for her to slip into the darkness if she felt unloved. He resolved that she would never feel that way ever again. “I’m sorry, hon. I wish I could take that away from your mind’s pain, but what I can do is let you know you are loved now and will always be.”

 

 


November 2016 Day 13

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Another day with no offered writing prompt from BlogHer, so another snippet of my newest novel will have to suffice. Little snippets, little teases.

 

I did managed a decent word count today for my NaNoWriMo – 2065, bringing my total up to 30402. Not bad at all.

 

Physically, I feel horrible today. My back hurts so much, but I am full of pep and my mood is outstanding. Kind of hard to be peppy though when all your body wants to do is take a major painkiller and curl up into itself. However, I am holding strong! I see my doctor this week and get assigned to my surgeon, then I’ll be meeting with him/her to set the surgery date. I hope that after that, I will be more or less pain free!

 

So, on with the show. My little excerpt from Book Two: The Path of Redemption-

 

Addison lifted her sword, bringing its strap across her chest to rest diagonally between her breasts, the Katana resting reassuringly at her back.

“So this other Slayer we’re meeting… Is she going to try taking my head off?” Addison asked. Her thoughts were torn between this other Slayer and Jabrils words of knowing Addison wanted blood. “I do want blood. Can I have some? I promise I won’t kill whoever I take it from? Will you let me hunt?” She asked hesitantly.

Jabril knew it was coming. He looked at her and shook his head. “No, I’m sorry. I cannot allow that. I’m sorry, petite.” He said, dressing as quickly as he could. “As for Letha, no, she won’t be looking to hurt you. She knows the situation.” He said, looking Addison over. “Well, you look ready to move, how about we head upstairs so I can at least enjoy a donut or two before the Lady Paladin shows up,” He said. He knew Addison was starving for blood… he would offer his own, but not right now. He would need his strength as well. He would think of something. Addison looked disappointed. When she caught his gaze, she turned her frown into a smile. “Okay… Coffee time,” She said, just trying to sound upbeat.

Jabril smiled and gave a nod. He took Addison by the hand, leading her from the room to the upper levels of the hotel. “I can’t risk letting you feed, petite. I’m sorry.” He said softly, giving her small hand a gentle squeeze. “As for Letha… she can reverse vampirism in those who want to purify it from themselves. Not everyone is lucky enough to come across her when they are bitten and left to fend for themselves. Your case is a little different, because you have been a vampire, willingly, for so long.” He explained. He looked to Addison, to see the solemn expression on her face… It was now time to change the subject.

 

 

That’s all for now, my dears.

Be sweet, my lovelies!


November 2016 Day 12

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Well, my word count for NaNoWriMo is climbing daily, even though I only managed 1669 words this morning. I am in pain so bad from my back. This spinal surgery, though I dread it, is not coming along fast enough.

 

So onto other things. BlogHer doesnt give prompts for blogs on Weekends, so I thought I give you all a sneak peak of Book Two.

 

I present you a excerpt from Book Two ‘The Path of Redemption’ – mind you this is a raw cut. Enjoy!

 

Jabril traced her soft lips as she had fallen asleep, feeling the warmth within his heart. It was amazing how this dark, devious little beautiful creature had captivated him. She had snared him, and his heart, in such a short amount of time. Both had been conflicted on what they had wanted, what they had needed, and yet, despite what either had said, here they were. They had gone through so much together in a short amount of time. They had shared so much. It was amazing that it was just out of nowhere. He had believed that he would never allow anyone into his heart again, not after his lost love, his betrayer. And Addison had longed for love, someone to let into her heart, someone to depend on and help keep her from tumbling over that edge of insanity. There was something about Addison, this little beast that she was. Jabril smiled as he watched her sleeping form. She did, in fact, just try to bring the genocide of an entire city. So much destruction, even though she had been trying to correct some of it.

But now Jabril knew the why and what in her motivations. He could help her. He could set her lose to gain vengeance.

There was a demon out there that he had a slow, painful, tormenting death in mind. On further thought, he considered binding it as a slave summon. Sending it back to hell, only to make it ‘summon bound’ to the summoners will.

No. He couldn’t take this away from Addison. It was up to her how this demon was to meet its end, despite Jabril’s wish to handle it – to save her.

She needed saving from herself, not the demon.

 

There you go! Just a nibble!

 

Be sweet, my lovelies!


[Mature content] Blood and Sex : A short story (RP Based)

This is an RP told from both characters prospectives. Of course, its just a bit of smut. COME ON…who doesnt like a lil vampire smut? And this one is TAME!

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Robert took a seat on the edge of the bed; his crisp, white shirt running delicately across his pale flesh. He sat the garment aside, leaving his torso bare. “Livia…” He said her name so softly as he reached out to graze his fingertips along her cheek. It was time for her to wake, and for them both to bask in one another’s presence.
Livia’s eyes fluttered open to the soft sound of Roberts voice. She looked to him a smiled, lifting an arm and resting it above her head on her pillow. She pulled the blankets up over her naked form with her other hand for modesties sake, even in front of her own husband.
He returned the smile, letting his touch fall to her shoulder. “Did you sleep well?” he asked, letting his hand linger upon her skin for a moment before withdrawing his touch altogether. Robert allowed his gaze to wander, until returning his attention back to her youthful face.
She smiled and stretched her body some. “Yes, I slept well. I dreamed of cats.” She said softly before moving to sit up a little on her pillows. She pulled the blankets with her to hide her breasts and her small form. “Did you sleep at all?” She asked her husband.
“I did… I went out to feed, and came back to find you still asleep.” He licked his dry lips and rested his hand upon her knee. “What made you dream of cats?” he asked calmly, showing genuine interest in the woman.
She offered a small smile. “I love my cats. I suppose that’s why I dream of them. When I’m not dreaming of them, I’m dreaming of you…sometimes I wake and snuggle even closer to you, to make sure you’re really there.” She said, a tint of blush staining her cheeks. “I’m not hungry, strangely. I don’t want to go out tonight.” She said, resting back against the headboard.
His smile grew. “You dream of me…” he said quietly “What are in these dreams?”
She smiled softly. “They are always so beautiful and peaceful. Sometimes we are alone in the jungles, or the beaches. Always alone, just you and I, feeding on those we find wandering. We are one with nature. It’s lovely…” She hushed out.
Robert chuckled and reached out to cup her cheek. He truly found her to be so adorable, so lovable. The man stroked his thumb across her skin, letting his fingertips trail her lips and jawline. “We have peace… And, we are alone.”
She nodded. “I like what we have. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I can be myself with you, even when I go through my emotionless phases. I’ve changed in your care.” She said, leaning into his touch.
“You have, Livia… I’m proud of you.” He brushed her crimson hair aside, revealing her milky neck. Robert leaned closer, hesitating, at first; such intimacies haven’t been shared in so long, he wanted her to feel comfortable. His lips finally touched hers, the blissful contact lingering for a moment.
Livia welcomed the kiss. It was slow and delicate. She pulled back from him to look into his eyes, resting her hand on his handsome face for a moment, holding his cheek. She leaned forward again to kiss him, allowing this one to deepen gradually. She sighed out against him, a pleasurable sound, as her fingers moved from his cheek to slick back through his hair gently.
The deeper kiss was pleasant; he applied his own passion, letting their tongues intertwine in the seductive dance. Robert finally pulled away, his dark gaze seeking her own. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered.
“Oh, I’ve missed you, too, my love…” She said, taking his hand in hers. He felt warm, a sign that he’d fed, and fed well. “You’re so warm…” She said, bringing his knuckles to her cool lips, placing a kiss there.
He felt the corner of his lips turn into a smirk. “I have been overcome with desire,” he said, as if attempting to charm his wife with his sweet tongue. Robert then stood from the bed and brought his hands to the front of his trousers. His eyes, not once, left her beautiful face as he returned to her side.
She took in Roberts words, watching his every move. She blushed a little, feeling a small bit of inadequacy from sleeping so long. “I could…try to fulfill those desires…” She said softly. “If you wanted me to…”
Robert’s cold, hard features softened at her current demeanor. “I have no attraction to other women,” he said; “I waited for you, for so long.” He took his place upon the bed, letting his hand rest near her body.
“You’re a good, faithful husband and I love you. I want to please you.” She said softly to him, letting the blankets drop from her upper half, revealing her breasts to him to do as he pleased. She laid down on the bed once again, resting comfortably next to him. She was his for the taking despite her weakness.
“Mm, but first…” He brought her hand up to his neck and forced her nails into his skin, drawing blood. The message was clear. “Go on,” he urged.
Livia moved to wrap her arms around him, lifting herself up to his neck, licking at the blood that spilled forward before wrapping her lips around the wound, drinking from him. She wasn’t all that hungry, but this was Roberts’s blood. It was full and sweet and heady. She reveled in the taste, delighting in how it made her feel. When she had her fill, she pulled away and took an unneeded breath, a tint of color filling her pale skin once again.
Robert was pleased to know she took her fill; he didn’t like it when she held back. “Full?” he asked calmly, reaching up to dab away the excess from her lips.
She looked up into his eyes and offered a small smile. “Mhm…” She hummed out. She licked at his fingers as they passed over her lips.
He could feel the corner of his lips turn up into a mischievous smirk. Robert dipped his fingers past her lips, letting the tips graze her tongue. Once he was tired of that, the man leaned forward to capture those lips in a slow, pleasurable kiss.

She melted into the kiss, her arms resting comfortably around him. She closed her eyes and savored every second of it. His gentleness, his softness, and the natural way their tongues moved and danced across one another. It felt so good, she shivered, causing her exposed nipples to become erect.

The vampire lowered his hand to her breast, palming the soft flesh as he deepened the loving gesture. Robert wasn’t one to be so gentle, but he knew Livia enjoyed it; and he would push aside his own ways to please her. He withdrew and brought his lips to her neck, letting the soft kisses linger here and there as his hand massaged the ample globe.

Her eyes still closed, Livia let her head fall back, exposing more of her slender neck to him. She hummed out in pleasure to his hand at her breast. It felt wonderful to be touched. His hands were rough and warm. Beneath the blankets, her thighs were heating, the juncture between them pooling with that pleasant tingle of arousal.

Robert smiled against her skin, the nipple between his thumb and forefinger being pinched and fondled gently. He closed his eyes and relished the taste of her skin, enjoying how she quivered beneath his expert touch. “Are you always the quiet lover?” he said, brushing his face along her slender throat.

She blushed a little at his question. “Mostly…” She whispered out. “What you’re doing feels so good…” She then added shyly. She drew a knee up, resting her foot on the mattress as her hips lifted from the bed a little, reacting to Robert’s attention to her breast, and the way his breath rolled across her skin.

He sat up to look down upon her form. She was eager… Robert’s lips twitched a bit, before he lowered them to her own. He could feel his penis reach for her depths; seeking the warm, moist embrace only she could provide. He carefully slid his body across hers, letting the woman feel the toned flesh of his masculine form as he settled above her.

His kisses were wondrous, and she always welcomed them. As he settled above her, she parted her legs for him, inviting him to take her. His weight felt comforting and she did indeed give a soft moan into their kiss. Her arms wrapped around him a little tighter, one hand moving from his lower back, up his spine and coming to rest in his silky smooth hair before moving to dance her fingertips gently over the flesh of his shoulder. His muscled frame was heavenly. Strong muscle moving beneath the satin of his skin, despite his scars.

Robert slid his hands along her smooth thighs, coaxing them apart further. He allowed his gaze to settle upon hers as he penetrated the soft juncture; his hardened shaft was hugged ever so tightly. He lowered his lips to her neck, once again, kissing her there as he began to move; slowly, his thrusts gradually picking up strength.

Livia hissed out a little in discomfort as he entered her. He was so well endowed, that sometimes no matter how excited she was for him, there was always a bit of pain to endure. But, oh, was it worth it. Her body gradually got used to his girth, with each of his movements within her. His attention at her neck helped, soothing her as she smoothed her hands over his flesh, feeling his corded muscles moved as he brought her into heights of pleasure. She nibbled at his shoulder a little, kissing and licking the skin there, nipping him gently to leave a slight wound to lap at. Blood and sex were always a good combination for Livia. Her hips began to move in time with Roberts, keeping his pace, grinding herself against him to bring forth more heated movements. She allowed soft noises of pleasure to escape her lips.

He opened his eyes, to narrow his gaze. Robert slowly wrapped his fingers around her throat, holding her there as he bared his fangs against the skin of her neck. He shifted his hips, applying more of his weight to her lower half, to keep her still; at least, for now.
Livia placed her hands on his shoulders, though she didn’t struggle in any way or try to push Robert off. Instead, she hissed out softly. “Oh, yes…bite me…” In a heated tone. Her body writhed against him, despite his body resting on hers. She felt hot and tingled all over, lust causing her to involuntarily breathe hard against him.

Robert lifted his head to look at her. He tightened his hold around her neck and went back to kissing the smooth, pale column; his thrusts becoming harder and deeper, than before. He couldn’t tell if he liked her being so aggressive or if it was just something he had yet to get used to.

She could no longer keep his pace. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, clinging to him with both arms and legs. His hand around her neck was both a little frightening, and thrilling. With each of his hard thrusts she let out a little noise that translated into pain, but laced with a bit of pleasure.

He released a soft breath against her ear, voicing the pleasure he was receiving from his wife. The vampire angled his hips to hit that one spot inside of her, which would send the vampiress over the edge.

And over that edge she went. Her entire body tightened around him, inside and out. Then her delicate core began to spasm and pulsate around his thick shaft. Livia arched her back, crying out in pleasure as his continued thrusts prolonged her ecstasy. She bit her own lip, tasting the blood as it covered her tongue, sending more little shockwaves through her small form.

Robert felt her flesh beneath his fingers as he continued to tighten his hold. His own orgasm raced through his body, emptying into his wife as he has done countless times before. It was different this time, however. He slowly loosened his hand from around her throat and trailed kisses along her jawline. “I love you,” he said quietly.

Livia turned her head to the side a little, one hand coming to hold her throat, the other to cover her mouth as she coughed. He’d never done that before. She was sure he was going to bite her, not choke her. Did he realize just how tight his hold had gotten? She knew he didn’t know his own strength sometimes. She wasn’t angry with him, or scared…just a little taken off guard by his actions. When her coughing spell was over, she turned back to look at him, still holding her tender throat. “I love you, too.” She whispered, her voice a little hoarse and raspy.

“… Are you all right, Livia?”

She wrapped her arms back around him and nodded. “I’m fine…” She whispered out to him, adding a smile.

He sat up, allowing her room to move. “Of course, you are,” he said. “Such a thing is hardly dangerous for a vampire, hmm?” Robert offered his own smile.

Livia nodded again in agreement with her husband. “I’m fine, it just took me a little off guard…” She said, moving to sit up and rest against the headboard of the bed.

“Habit…” he murmured, moving to sit next to her. “Cigarette?”

“Yes, please…” She said to the offer of a cigarette. She drew her knees up and rested her arms across them. “You would never kill a human female in such a way, would you? I mean, now that we’re married?” She asked softly. Livia knew what Robert was back before with of them were vampires. He was a murderer and killer. She had to admit that so was she, but she easily covered her crimes up as her patients own doings, or patients killing patients. Not the seemingly emotionless ward nurse she once was.

Robert handed one to his wife before lighting his own between his lips. He frowned around the cigarette. “Why do you ask?”

She took her cigarette and looked down. “I don’t want you having sex with anyone else, even if it was just a plaything or meal.” She said softly.

He raised a brow at the explanation. “Why would I have sex with anyone, other than you, Livia?” Robert, unlike most men, did not have sex on the mind, all the time. He could have felt a little insulted by the woman’s question, but he had an idea of why she asked. “You wish for reassurance? To… rebuild trust?”

She thought about what he said. She gave a small nod. “I guess that’s what I’m looking for…reassurance. There are so many pretty vampiress out there…and humans…far more appealing than me. I…I feel I don’t deserve you at times.” She said softly, smoking her cigarette. She then rested her cheek on her arm and looked at him. “With you, I’ve never felt so complete. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Robert took a long drag from the cigarette. “To answer your question, no… I’m not that kind of person,” he said, tapping the ashes off into the ashtray.

Livia nodded and smoked her own cigarette. “Okay.” She said quietly. “I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have. You’re my husband, my first and only love.” She said, rolling her ash off her cigarette in the ashtray, playing with it some.

“Yes, well… You keep that in mind,” he said, moving to leave the bed. Robert finished off his cigarette and looked to his wife. “Are you hungry?”

Livia looked up to him at his words. She nodded, playing with her cigarette in the ashtray more than smoking it. To his question, she gave a shrug. “I’m hungry a little, but not enough to want to go out and catch someone. I’ll be fine until tomorrow night.” She said, finally snuffing her cigarette out. No, tonight was a night to revel in the man she loved.


[Mature content – Erotica Excerpt] Touch

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Just a snippet of one of my erotica books I plan on releasing, if you’re interesting in that kind of stuff. Mmmmm….smut…. 🙂

The next morning, Alex remembered that he had locked the bedroom door the previous night. He couldn’t remember why, though. He looked up at the ceiling, and then to his left to find Maddison still asleep. The man turned over onto his side and gently placed his hand onto her waist. He didn’t want to wake her up. His hand fell from her body. It was as if his body was moving on its own, like it knew what it wanted, what it craved.

Alex slipped his hand across her shapely hips, feeling the thin fabric of her gown conform to his fingers. It was such a delicate material. He became bold, however, and lowered his touch to the end of the garment, where he was met with soft, smooth skin – Alex’s hand disappeared under the gown.

He gradually moved closer, so that his chest pressed against her back in a comfortable spooning position. Alex lowered his face into the crook of her neck, where he inhaled her fresh, clean scent.

Maddison felt nice. Something felt nice. She felt comforted and warm. She smiled, waking slowly. Her eyes remained closed as she reveled in this warmth she felt, and when she finally realized that it was the sensation of being touched, touched somewhat intimately. Alex pressed against her, his hand moving over her as his breath floated against her neck. She hummed in pleasure, making him aware she was awake, and receptive to his attentions and affections.

He was pleased with her reaction, knowing she’s been without such intimacies for such a long time. Dr. Lang said it would be good for them, to strengthen their bond; sex provides a deep connection with the souls, he had said.

Alex was thrilled to find nothing underneath the silky gown. He allowed his hand to explore further, tracing the contour of her navel and across the scar left over from the C-section. He paused for a moment, shifting to brush her crimson hair away from her neck and shoulder. He placed a kiss there; he displayed such loving behavior, it was as if he was another man all together.

He resumed his travels, caressing her thighs, purposely avoiding that one little spot. Alex brought his hand back up to her navel, where he teased her belly button, before sliding up her torso, following an invisible line leading him to the smooth skin between her breasts.

Maddison smiled, rolling over a little, as much as Alex would allow. She was allowing him to initiate things, simply following Alex’s lead. She left herself completely open to his exploring, reveling in every bit of his touching.

And he wouldn’t allow much as he kept his chest pressed firmly against her back, asserting his position. Alex’s hand gently cupped one of the heavy mounds, contracting his fingers slightly around the soft globe – testing the waters, so to speak. He wanted to take it slow; he wanted to *feel* her and he wanted her to feel him – all of him.

He brushed the pad of his thumb repeatedly over the hardening nipple, eliciting more pleasure from his woman. *His* woman. Alex smiled against the skin of her neck, liking the idea of being more than just a boyfriend or a baby-daddy. He would be her husband; he would stake claim to this woman.

Maddison moaned softly to Alex’s tender touches. Did he know how much he was turning her on? It was maddening, but she loved it, and she wanted more. She started writhing to him, a soft smile resting on her lips as her hands gripped her own nightgown, lifting it up more for easier access.

He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly as he began to kiss at her neck. Again, he felt his body move on its own, but he wasn’t complaining. He embraced this feeling of contentment.

Alex nibbled at the outer rim of her ear, knowing it was a sensitive spot. As he continued to massage her tit, the man rubbed his leg along hers, bringing his lower half closer to her rear. He knew he was driving her insane with need – he could almost smell it seeping from her pores.

She adored the attention to her neck, it always was one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and the actions against her breasts as well. She could feel his manhood pressing against her behind as his leg brushed hers, and she purposely slid her lower half against him, smoothing herself over him to arouse his senses more. He was being so sweet, so gentle, so caring. This was like a whole new side of Alex, and she loved it so. She loved him. She was so in love with him.

He grunted softly against her ear, pausing in his actions, as her ass brushed over the front of his pants. Alex licked his lips and trailed his hand down her body, moving closer to her groin. But he avoided it once again, not wanting to end this too quickly. He touched the back of her knees, her inner thighs, her hips – everything but that heated junction between her thighs.

Maddison smiled and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and blissfully moved and swayed under Alex’s alluring touches. She wanted him so badly, and she knew that he knew it. He was teasing her, but not to be malicious. He was simply taking his time, finding the pleasure in touching her. She had waited for this for a long time. This intimacy. She could allow it to unravel as Alex deemed fit, even if her soft sounds and gentle shifting beneath his touch screamed at him to delve his hand between her thighs, to her secret garden of pleasure. She wanted him to explore, and discover the joys of this sort of bonding, and not be so… afraid… if that was even the right word… of intimacies with her. She wanted him to make love to her. And he was, with his exploration of her soft curves and smooth skin. They would make their intimate connection, linking their bodies together, eventually. Maddison was a patient woman. She wanted no other man but Alex, and she was willing to endure his slow discoveries.

Alex watched how her body moved beneath his touch. She was putty in his hands, and so quickly, too. He slid his hand behind her, smoothing it along the round flesh of her ass. He squeezed it, spreading the cheeks apart as he ground himself against her, emphasizing how much he wanted this – to keep her from having second thoughts about his intentions.

He brought his hand back around, letting it glide over the contours of her torso, once again groping her breast. Alex soon began to nip at the skin below her ear, raking his teeth along that one spot.

With his hand on her rear, enticing her even more with his grinding into her, she let slip with another soft moan. She was his, completely. She always had been. When he moved his mouth to her neck again, she reached a hand up, touching him herself. She slid her hand through his soft hair, encouraging him. Letting him know she was pleased. Her body writhed against him again in desire.

He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Alex finally relented and delved his hand between her thighs, his fingers reaching past her delicate folds to get at the sweet nectar pooling between them. Instead of going directly to her seeping hole, the man focused on stroking her clitoris in swift motions, applying pressure every now and again.

Maddison opened her thighs to him a little, giving him access to her sweet spot. A sound left her lips, not exactly a moan, and not exactly a sigh, but more of a mix between the two. It was a very pleasurable sound. She rolled her hips to Alex’s actions. She tried to roll her body over more, wanting to be on her back, facing him, to touch him, to kiss him. With a gentle nudge of her body, she sought permission from Alex to move.
And he still refused to give – for now, at least. He sighed against her ear, his fingers becoming slick with vaginal secretions. Alex avoided penetration, wanting to get her body beyond ready. He continued to stroke her, feeling her clit swell beneath his touch. After a while, however, he lowered his hand and inserted his middle finger, thrusting it to and fro.

He closed his eyes and imagined more than his finger gliding in and out. Alex then shifted, allowing her to lean back slightly, enough for him to lower his lips to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lap at the pert nipple. He could soon feel the sensation of his pants brushing over the sensitive head of his penis as it became erect against its confines. His body automatically pressed forward, craving more of that delicious friction.

Maddison was nearly purring to his affections. When he let her move her upper half, she took the opportunity to slide her arm under the arm he was using to support himself up with. His heated mouth on her breast was amazing. She shivered in delight. And when he inserted his finger and began to slowly pump it within her; she took a sharp intake of breath, a pleasurable sound, one of longing. She could feel him stiffening against her, and she wriggled her lower half against him, keeping him interested and stimulated. She rubbed her ass against him, moving when he pressed forward to her. She wanted to speak, murmur softly, but she dare not interrupt this… deeply intimate… time. It was fragile, she felt, it was something delicate.

Alex pulled away to lick his lips.
He withdrew his finger and worked her nether lips apart, letting her feel the stickiness as the folds slid together so nicely. He then removed his touch completely, and reached under the blanket to remove his pants in an almost eager fashion. This is where he allowed the woman to lay back completely, holding onto that anticipation of what was to come.

He crawled over her, his lips attacking that sweet spot below her ear once again as he positioned himself between her thighs. Alex’s hands went back to their exploration. He slid them along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her childbearing hips. Alex wanted her – all of her.

As his cock brushed her navel, Alex released a small sigh against her ear before taking said ear between his teeth, nibbling at it.

Maddison bit her lip again, rolling to her back, making herself comfortable and ready for him and what was to come. As he climbed over her, she smiled, taking a deep breath and sighing out in a pleased way. She could feel his cock brushing against her flesh. He was so large, and so hard. She gave another shiver thinking about what was to come, and how it was going to feel. Alex was a very well-endowed man, and she was a small woman. In every way. There was always a pleasurable pain in the beginning, and she anticipated it… longed for it. She wrapped one arm under his as the other went over his shoulder. She smoothed her gentle fingers over his scarred but soft flesh, taking in the contours of his body by way of touch, as he had painstakingly done with her. She felt his strong, lean muscles move beneath his flesh. His strength was arousing. The only thing she was missing was the kiss. He still hadn’t kissed her yet, and it flitted a small bit of worry through her. He hadn’t kissed her in a very long time. Not since his homecoming. Not a real kiss. A kiss of passion and love. And he knew how she felt about kisses… and this set the wheels of worry into her.

Alex nuzzled under her chin, his lips brushing hers. He guided his cock to her entrance, where it was met with a flood of ecstasy. He pressed the head past the tight mouth, allowing her body to suck him in. Alex lowered his body against her own, watching her closely as he dealt slow thrusts, sinking deeper each time. He then leaned in to place a kiss to her lips, swallowing her pleasurable noises as he sunk into her warm depths.

Relief swept through Maddison as his lips finally met hers. And she was thankful he swallowed up her noises as he pressed himself into her, she knew it would be a tight fit, and she didn’t want to wake the whole house with her noises of pain and pleasure. Her body acclimated itself to accommodate his size, leaving Maddison in a blissful state feeling him seated within her body. They were finally locked together. One. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the love she felt. She moved her hips upwards, slowly, giving a small grind of her hips, urging Alex on. She didn’t want to rush it, but her body had become overheated and overloaded by the pleasure of his sweet explorations and touches. One hand slipped down to his waist as the other braced itself on his shoulder. She lifted her knees and opened herself up to him more, allowing him to sink in a little deeper.

Alex deepened the kiss further as she moved her hips. He began to move his own, pressing in before withdrawing slightly, only to penetrate her once more. She was tight, warm and wet. Alex dealt rather hard, precise thrusts, rocking her body up against the bed; each one stimulating her clit.

Maddison kissed him with all the love and passion she had for him. As he started his thrusting, Maddison matched his rhythm, making it pleasurable for both of them, each thrust bringing great pleasure. Maddison smoothed her hands over her lovers’ body, delving her hand into his hair, trailing it down his neck and spine. Alex was a forceful lover, but Maddison enjoyed the hard, precise pounding. He wasn’t a greedy lover either, making sure she was stimulated with each blow. Again, Maddison wanted to speak, she wanted to murmur into his ear her love, but refrained. This was too perfect to spoil with words.

He hovered over the woman, leaning forward to bury his face against her neck to inhale her scent. It was such a pleasant scent.

Alex’s hand rose to cup her breast, teasing it as he continued to move against her; their skin wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, creating a sickenly sweet noise that echoed throughout the room – their own world.

Maddison arched her back to Alex’s touch on her breast. He was bringing her to heights of pleasure she’d never experience before. She was in awe of him. She kissed and nipped softly at his shoulder, inhaling his scent as well. It was masculine, heavenly, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

And that very hand drifted down her body to settle between her thighs, where he brushed her swollen clit, stroking it with added fervor. He brought his lips to hers once again; kissing away her moans and cries of pleasure as the pace of his thrusts increased.

As he applied attention to her clit again, and increased his pace, Maddison did indeed let loose with soft moans and gentle cries of pleasure. She could barely keep Alexs pace as he thrust in and out of her. Her grip on his body tightened, her small hands holding on to him as the telltale tingle from head to toe tickling its way through her and the knot formed in her lower abdomen. The more thrusting and attention Alex paid to Maddison, the tighter the knot formed, until finally it snapped. Maddison arched her back, pulling her lips away from Alex and let loose with a soft cry of pleasure, ecstasy washing through her core as her body was swept into bliss by her orgasm. She panted for breath as her inner walls clutched down on Alex’s stiff cock, spasming around him, pulling him in and releasing him, repeating the process, leaving Maddison humming out softly in her pleasure, her body coaxing Alex to sweet release.

The feeling of her inner walls clamping down around him, pulsing with need, drove him over the edge. Alex came, his body moving on its own as he leaned forward to nuzzle against the woman’s neck. He released soft noises of his own, letting Maddison know just how good she made him feel.

Hearing his noises elated Maddison. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him to herself lovingly. She caught her breath, kissing his shoulder and moving a hand to run through his hair in a relaxing, loving manner. She sighed out contentedly, moving to kiss Alex’s neck, her body finally relaxing under his as she still had tiny shimmers of bliss sparking through her. He had made her feel so good. So beautiful. And he never said a word. All their love was expressed through touch. But sooner or later that had to end. Maddison just didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.

He rested against her, feeling lost in the silence. Alex kept his face hidden against her neck as he whispered “I love you” against her ear. He didn’t say it often, not like he should.

Maddison smiled against him. She believed him. She nodded against him, moving her lips against his neck, murmuring softly. “I love you, too…”

Alex finally pulled away and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. “Thank you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the woman. She looked so beautiful lying there in the afterglow.

Maddison didn’t understand why or what he was thanking her for. She simply nodded to him as he moved away and sat up on the edge of the bed. She was a little confused, but she tried not to let it get to her. She had wanted to hold him longer, but she knew he wasn’t the touchy-feely type, despite her wishes otherwise. There were just going to be some things he couldn’t provide for her, and she knew she would just have to get over them. She wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, so she would make concessions and sacrifices. She offered a small smile in his direction and closed her eyes.

“Come to me…” he said softly.

Maddison opened her eyes to the sound of his voice. She sat up and nodded, moving to the edge of the bed, sitting beside him. She looked at him questioningly.

Well, to those of you who like Erotica, I hope you enjoyed that. I have several erotica novels to release in the future, after revisions. Some are fantasy, some are horror, and some are just regular angst filled star crossed lovers.

~mwah~


The Road of Darkness: Excerpt, Chapter 8

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The war was riveting. Some nights, she would watch the firefights from a hidden perch within the trees or in the shadows. She watched the men hiding in trenches, moving in sporadic fashion to launch volley after volley of attacks. Hell, some were merely boys.
They ran with limited light, killing with guns, knives and bombs. Their bodies were getting snared, becoming tangled and mangled in barbed wire lines.
One evening, she came upon a small battlefield. Men were getting tangled in the razor-wire fences and posts. Some were still alive, their bodies ripped apart and torn asunder in their panic and struggles to free themselves. Their cries echoed through the night.
Addison fed on them. It was an easy meal. There was no thrill of the hunt, but when opportunity knocked, you answered the door, she figured.


The Road of Darkness: Chapter 7 Excerpt

Book cover smallJacob got up, moving to sit on the old mattress with her. He placed his fingers in a gentle manner on her chin, lifting her face to look at his. “I will teach you enough to get by if you’d like. I’ve been alone a very long time myself. We could travel together. Or, what sounds even nicer to me is to settle at your home. I tire of moving from place to place at times.” He said, his smile soft and warm. “It will be nice to have a companion once again, especially one as beautiful as you.”
Addison blushed, not keeping eye contact. She hadn’t received a compliment in a long time. Rendered speechless for a moment, Addison could do nothing for a moment, but then she nodded. “Yes, that would be nice.” She said. She grew tired of long periods of time alone. Her only contact with others being the little parties and social gatherings her charades managed to get her into.
Jacob gave a nod. “Well then. Let’s go out and see what we can find you to dine from…” He said, standing and moving to the bag, pulling out a fresh gentleman’s suit. “Well, find ourselves a little party to infiltrate.” He smiled; pulling off the soldier’s uniform he’d been wearing a piece at a time, with no sense of modesty.
Addison turned her face from him, her fingers fumbling to distract herself from his state of undress. Jacob took note of this. “Have you never seen a man naked before?” Addison didn’t answer; she just continued to tug at a loose strand of string on the blanket covering her.
Jacob moved to her, kneeling before her. He took her hand in his, bringing her wrist to his mouth. She blinked and looked at him, trying to draw her hand away. He opened his mouth, his sharp fangs, which were much more elongated than hers, pierced her flesh. He took a few tastes of her blood before withdrawing his teeth, placing a gentle kiss to the spot, the wound healing within moments.
“You died untouched. Never having been with a man, or knowing the pleasure of his touch…” He said. Addison’s eyes widened her face feeling as though dunked into a pool of hot water. “You…you can tell such things?” She whispered out, her embarrassment threatening to burn her alive.


The Road of Darkness: Chapter 6 excerpt.

Book cover smallOne night, as she surveyed a ravaged battlefield, the most incredible thing happened.
The hundreds of dead bodies littering the battlegrounds were being lit upon by what she could only call ‘Angels.’ She’d never seen anything like it before. It was beautiful, watching the young souls floating away. She froze in her place, watching the orbs of light ascend.
“Never seen that before, aye?” Came a male’s voice. It startled her; she whipped around, dagger in hand, her teeth bared.
“Now, now, no need for hostilities. Don’t you think the lands have enough of that going on with the mortal’s conflicts?” He said, raising a brow at her, unflinching. He was tall, with a firm build, dark well-kept hair. He wore a soldier’s uniform and carried a weapon; obvious an attempt to blend with the surroundings. He offered a smile, revealing his white fangs to her. “Calm down, Miss…I’m not here to cause any problems. I’ve been following you for several nights now…watching you…” He said.
Addison stood there, still tense, unable to speak or move in her stunned shock.


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