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Friday, 24 May 2013

Pre-Order The Holy Trinity (The Wolves of Gardwich)

The first of the Wolves of Gardwich books is now available for pre-order. The book will be released on the 4th of June.

Adult Excerpt. Only click if you are over 18

“Tell me what to do,” Sam asked and watched as Alek nearly came apart.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he told Sam as he got up and gently laid the young man back on the bed, Sam’s finger still buried inside himself. Alek stayed up on his knees, not wanting to miss anything, and placed a reassuring kiss on one of Sam’s raised knees. “Add another finger; work it in nice and slow.”
Sam did as he was told and let his head fall back in pleasure at the familiar stretch. “Feels good,” he whispered. There was something extra naughty about doing it during the day with the curtains wide open, he felt.
“Good boy,” Alek told him, making him shiver. “Now, fuck yourself with them, get nice and loose. Once that plug is in you it’s staying there until we’re done.”
Sam groaned and bit his lip as he pumped his fingers in and out of his body. It seemed he liked someone else to take control in the bedroom. He was truly learning a lot about himself living there with Alek and Jackson.
“That’s good,” Alek reassured him, his hand teasingly close to Sam’s hardening dick. “I think you’re ready, don’t you?”
Sam could only nod as he removed his fingers, feeling extremely vulnerable and open to scrutiny, but then he supposed that was kind of the point. Alek took a breath before sliding the vinyl toy into Sam’s stretched hole.
“God, it was so hard not to just fuck you then, all open and wet for me,” he moaned, one hand now squeezing himself while the other stroked through the neatly trimmed thatch of honey-blond curls at the base of Sam’s cock. The toy felt a little uncomfortable at first and Sam felt his erection flag slightly but soon it was seated deep and the bent tip was at just the right angle to rub over his prostate. He moaned as Alek let go of the thing, leaning back on his heels to make sure he had a good view.
“Now fuck yourself,” Alek ordered. Sam was barely able to stop himself from saying, “Yes, sir.”
He slowly pulled the plug half way out only to slam it back in again. “Oh fuck, that’s so good.”
Alek’s leaking dick told Sam that he agreed. The vampire’s hand had disappeared from his dick now, clearly not wanting to come before Sam was even inside him. Instead Alek reached once again for the tube of lube and squeezed some onto his hand before reaching over to Sam and slathering it onto his cock. Sam groaned at the touch and at the thought that Alek was readying himself for him.
Sam was surprised though, when Alek made no move to stretch himself. As if sensing his distraction Alek smirked. “I’m a vampire, love. My body doesn’t need any stretching.”
Sam hissed as the buttplug once again slid over his sweet spot, thinking that if he didn’t stop soon then he would be too far gone to fuck Alek good. He pushed it in until it was secure and carefully got back up onto his knees.
“Are you ready?” Sam asked. Alek didn’t answer him. He just got up onto all fours and turned to present his arse. Sam’s cock jumped at the invitation, and he crawled to Alek until he was right behind him. “Are you sure I won’t hurt you?”
Alek just chuckled and pushed his behind back against him. “Trust me, baby. If an alpha werewolf can’t hurt me, then I think we’ll be fine.”
Sam wasn’t insulted by the comment. He was much smaller than Jackson, not to mention he didn’t have any super strength like both of his lovers did. He nodded once, more to himself than to Alek, and grasped the base of his slick cock before bringing it to circle Alek’s entrance.
Pushing slowly into Alek was like a religious experience for Sam. The vice-like grip around him had the young man panting. Nearly a thousand years old and Alek was as tight as a virgin. God bless vampire super healing abilities.
Alek’s hands gripped the bedcovers, and Sam felt his lover’s body squeeze around him. “That feels good, love. Now fuck me like I know you want to. Don’t hold back, I like it nice and hard.”
Sam heard himself whimper, and he pushed deep into the vampire, gripping his hips hard before pulling back out and slamming back in. Sam rocked Alek’s body forward with the motion, and Alek rocked back onto him as he pulled back, as though chasing Sam’s cock. Sam, only now capable of thinking of someone else’s pleasure other than just his own, went to take hold of Alek’s cock but the vampire shook his head.
“No, baby. Fuck the come right out of me,” he demanded breathlessly. Sam guessed this was what they called topping from the bottom; if it was then Alek was an expert at it.
Sam fucked him hard, pounding into him. Sweat gathered on Sam’s skin and his balls tightened.
“Now stop,” Alek ordered. Sam stopped his thrusting, though he had no idea how he managed that level of self-control.
“Are you okay?” Sam asked, wondering why on earth anyone would want to stop what they were doing. If Sam could he would spend every last second of his life doing just this. “Why do you want me to stop?”
Alek turned his head to smile over at the doorway. “Because we’ve got company.”
Sam turned his head so fast that he nearly got whiplash. There standing in the open doorway, which Sam was sure he had closed before they had started, was Jackson. Sam’s werewolf mate had opened his jeans and was stroking his hard cock while watching them.
Sam whimpered again and couldn’t stop himself from thrusting forward into Alek again, making them both hiss in pleasure.
“He’s wearing a buttplug,” Alek told Jackson. “All you have to do is pull it out and slide right into him.”

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