Today we Welcome C.E Black to the Promo corner. Her new release Cursed Desires hit the virtual shelves yesterday and I hear great things from my review partner about it! So take a look, read the excerpt and then go buy it! ~P
Gabe and I had been happily married for seven years. We’d had our ups and downs, but nothing could have prepared us for what happened after a weekend getaway, and a fun tour of one of the oldest cemeteries in Charleston.
Something or someone came home with us and once our mysterious ghost revealed himself, things really got interesting. The heart is definitely big enough for two. Who knew curses could be real?
All I’ve ever wanted was to make my wife happy. We’d had a good seven years together and I knew we had what it took to make it the long haul.
When Kara told me our house was haunted, I thought for sure there had to be a reasonable explanation. Man, was I wrong. Who knew curses could be real?
My parent’s and society’s expectations for me were weighing heavy and I felt leaving was for the best. Only things had not worked out like I thought they would. I found out rather quickly how short life could be.
When I saw Kara standing at my grave, the connection had been instantaneous, but I had no idea how real that connection actually was. Who knew curses could be real?
Warning: This book contains mature content, including M/F/M, and is not intended for readers under the age of 18
Excerpt: (Adult content)
My body tensed and my hips jerked, seeking more from the hot mouth sucking on my sensitive flesh. I woke wondering if I wasn’t still dreaming. It felt so good, the swirl of his tongue on my clit and the long thick finger sliding in and out of my dripping core.
My eyes stayed tightly shut as I clutched the sheets on either side me. I was close, so close and I whimpered my need for more. A hand skimmed up my leg and over my hip, pushing my nightgown up and sending tingles throughout every nerve. I arched into his touch, begging for more. He granted it when his large hand cupped my breast, his fingers tweaking my nipples into tight peaks.
When a second, then a third finger pushed into me, I exploded. A million stars danced behind my closed eyelids and my mouth opened with a silent scream. I was usually a loud lover, but in the mornings for some reason I was much quieter, though the orgasms weren’t any less spectacular.
My pussy throbbed as my body lay limp and sated. My breathing was ragged and a small gasped escaped my lips when he pulled away. I felt the bed dip and waited, catching my breath, expecting to feel his hard cock plunge into me. A caress against my cheek had my head turning into the sweet touch. It was gone just as quickly as it came and still Gabe didn’t take me.
Surprised and confused, I opened my eyes to a brightly lit room, thinking maybe he was waiting for me to return the favor, only he wasn’t there. A soft breath had my head shifting on the pillow. Gabe lay a few feet away, his back to me. I smiled at his game and rolled over, pressing my sensitive breasts against his naked back. Wrapping my arm around his waist, I caressed his chest, running my fingers through his silky chest hair and frowned when he let out a soft snore. He was asleep.
Why had he gotten me off and then fallen back asleep? I lay back on my pillow and sighed. Was he mad at me? Did he not want me? I laughed silently at the foolishness of a woman’s mind. If he was mad, he wouldn’t have given me a luscious orgasm and the same was true if he didn’t want me.
Still, I was confused, but I shook my head, letting it go. I had nothing to complain about after such delicious treatment. I grinned wickedly, thinking he deserved his own wake up call. I was beginning to get a little hungry myself.
I made my way down the bed, pulling off the sheets in the process and had him in my mouth in an instant. The first thing I thought was that he was so hot on my tongue and getting harder by the second as I swirled the tip of my tongue over the purple head.
Sweet and salty cream hit my taste buds and I began to devour him. Taking all of him, until he tickled the back of my throat.
A deep moan had my eyes lifting to meet his dark hooded gaze. His brown eyes looked sleepy yet sparkled with lust as I bobbed my head up and down his length. His hands made contact with my hair, gripping the strands tightly. I smirked around his thick cock, loving the way he tried to exert control. He liked to be in charge, but we both knew I held the power in my hands. Literally.
I moaned causing Gabe to gasp. My pussy was swollen and aching. After that amazing orgasm, my mind and body was primed with thoughts of what I wanted to do to him. Though I wanted it to be all about him as he had done for me, I couldn’t.
I released him with a soft pop and quickly straddled his hips, impaling myself before he could protest. I was more than ready, on the verge of another explosive orgasm and I needed not one second of foreplay.
I began to move, but Gabe held me still. “What is it?” I asked breathlessly.
Gabe’s grin was so naughty, I just knew he had something up his sleeve.
“What did you think of your wake up call?”
“So good. Thank you, baby,” I moaned as I leaned down for a kiss.
“Don’t thank me, babe. Thank WIll..”
What? I jerked when another hand caressed my shoulders. Turning my head, I saw WIll kneeling behind me. He was as solid as ever and shirtless. Damn! My eyes couldn’t help but drift down his muscular torso. He was all hard lines and planes and smooth as silk. A smirk sat on his lips when I glance back up, but his eyes were begging me.
Gabe thrust his hips, reminding me that he was still inside me. Twisting back around, I looked hard into Gabe’s eyes. They twinkled with mirth, but I could also see him asking me as well.
“Is this alright?” He asked
“I was just about to ask you the same question. And what about you?” I asked, as I glanced back at Will.
“Gabe and I have already talked about this, so if it would pleasure you, then I want nothing more.”
A growl threatened to erupt from my throat when I heard his voice. And his eyes! Damn, they were burning so hot, staring powerfully into mine.
I didn’t know how this was suppose to work between the three of us. I just hoped they had a clue. Taking a deep breath, I began to move, rising up and down while swirling my hips the way I knew Gabe liked. He pulled off my nightgown in one quick movement before his hands gripped my hips.
I was really getting into it, so close to orgasm, when another pair of hands reached around me and cupped my breasts. Will’s skin was surprisingly warm and I leaned back, wanting more of his touch. With his chest pressed against me, I could feel his hard cock sliding against my lower back and I gasped in surprise. He had removed his jeans while I had been busy and now we were finally flesh to flesh.
With Gabe inside me and Will’s cock pressing into my back along with his fingers tweaking my nipples just right, I was overwhelmed, ready to erupt, and yet I wanted it to last forever.
My head tilted back with a cry just before the room spun and I found myself on my back. Gabe didn’t stop thrusting as I gasped in surprise. His dark gaze connected with mine, his love and lust for me shining brightly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held onto his strong arms as my body tensed. The pressure built, but I held on to the cliff, wanting it to last longer.
Will had laid down beside me and I watched breathlessly as he leaned down to take a nipple into his warm mouth. My back arched, pushing my breasts toward him, wanting more, but at the same time, I was beginning to feel too greedy.
Letting my hand slipped down off of Gabe’s shoulder, I reached for Will. When my fingers wrapped around him, his hips jerked and his mouth tightened on my breast, sending shock waves straight to my clit.
“Let go, baby. I want to see you come for me. For us.”
Gabe’s husky voice flowed over me just as Will’s lips claimed mine. His kiss was filled with so much passion, I fell off the edge, crying out as his tongue caressed over mine.
Once the pleasurable spasms slowed down, Gabe pulled away. “On your knees, babe,” he said.
My body and mind were so languid, they could have done anything and I wasted no time obeying. I knew there was more pleasure to be had.
At first I wasn’t in the right position, but once Gabe slid me down the bed a little farther and Will knelt in front of me, I knew what he was doing. Without hesitation, I fisted Will’s cock in my hand. He was perfect and I wanted nothing more than to taste him and so I did.
Gabe’s talented fingers found my clit as he thrust back into me and the three of us found a rhythm that had us in a tailspin. The aroma and sounds filling the room were heavy with our frantic sex. With one last flick of my tongue and squeeze of my fist had Will coming deep into my throat just as my own orgasm hit. My clenching muscles pulled in Gabe and three of us cried out our release.
Frozen, we all remained silent as we slowly came down from the best sexual experience of my life. Once Gabe pulled away, I sat back and looked up at Will. Is expression was one of awe and… I swallowed hard, not wanted to name that emotion I could see blazing in his eyes. The awe I understood, but the other wasn’t possible. Was it?
The three of us fell to the bed with me in the middled, a sated, sleepy pile. As one, we all sighed, then laughed at the contentment we all felt.
“That was amazing,” I said, breaking the silence.
Gabe grabbed my hand and squeezed. “Yes, it was.”
Reaching around, Will brushed his fingers down my cheek before he took my other hand in his. “I concur,” he said, his smile almost giddy.
Nibbling on my neck, his lips teased an electrifying trail down my collarbone and between my breasts. I gasped, arching back, trying to get closer to that sinful mouth. When fingers found my moist opening, I moaned deep in my throat.
“Again?” I asked breathlessly.
“If it’s alright with you,” Will said making me look down my body at him.
He knelt between my legs, his cock hard and his expression needy. Glancing at Gabe, I was relieved to my core to see his wicked smile as he watched us. I nodded my head slowly at Gabe before looking back at Will.
Licking my lips, I spread my knees apart and whispered, “Yes.”
The feel of Will inside me, stretching me so different from Gabe, was so amazing. So right, I almost came on the first thrust, but I held on, lifting my hips to meet his, drawing out our pleasure.
Will leaned down, burying his face in my neck. His chest rubbed against mine, stimulating my already sensitive nipples. Every nerve was on fire and I needed something to ground me. One hand gripped Will’s ass, pulling him closer with every thrust, but the other reached out, seeking. I found Gabe’s hand and gripped it tightly, making the connection between the three of us complete.
Will kissed my neck softly before lifting up to look down at me. He held my gaze as his hips moved slowly. Our fast and frantic sex from earlier had become slow lovemaking and it made my chest fill tight, almost painful.
His lips pressed to mine and his tongue licked across my top lip. I opened for him and tasted all he had to offer. Our kiss was as languid as our sex, the emotion behind each movement almost too painful to bare.
I was surprised when he pulled away, but he wasn’t gone for long. Flipping me around, he had me lay on my side, him behind me. He entered me again and I sighed with contentment. Now I could see Gabe too. He knelt in front of me and I opened my mouth for him.
“I’m not going to last long. I almost came from just watching the two of you,” he said and growled as I scraped my teeth gently down his length.
“She is incredible,” Will said against my shoulder as he licked and nibble my skin.
“That she is,” Gabe agreed.
I pulled away from Gabe’s cock. “Just keep moving,” I said, my breathing ragged. I wasn’t sure I could hold off my own orgasm for much longer.
Both men chuckled at my impatience, but did as I said. Gabe thrust into my mouth, taking control as Will moved inside me. My hands didn’t know where to touch. I went back and forth between Gabe’s thighs in front of me and reaching around my back to Will’s ass.
When someone’s fingers found my slippery folds, I cried out around the cock in my mouth, my eyes squeezing closed. Only three strokes across my clit and my hips were bucking wildly.
I was too far gone to continue pleasing Gabe, but he fisted himself and began pumping furiously. I opened my mouth and watched as his eyes rolled back and his come shot on my neck and chin. He loved when I let him do that.
Will was right with us, groaning quietly as he thrust deep and held still collapsing on my side. I took his weight happily. The feel of him so close, our skin pressed together, was comforting in the aftermath of so much pleasure.
Gabe was the first to move, leaving to grab a washcloth. He cleaned me up before climbing back into the bed and I was grateful, because I did not want to move yet. I wasn’t even sure I could.
We were in our sated pile once again and I sighed sleepily. The sigh was reminiscent from earlier and we all laughed before snuggling into the blankets for a much needed nap. But only minutes later, my happiness diminished vastly. Will couldn’t stay long and I was sad when he had to leave.
“This isn’t goodbye for good, is it?” I asked, foolishly worried he’d never come back.
“Of course not,” he said. “Never goodbye for good.”
His words couldn’t have been the truth. I knew that, but for now, I would pretend. It made me feel better and I kissed him passionately before he slowly disappeared.
Gabe watched us the whole time with a pleased smile on his face and I wondered what he was thinking, but when I asked, he only shook his head before kissing me soundly.
I wasn’t sure what would happen next, the future was so opaque, but I vowed to enjoy the moments I had.
Do you like sweet romances or naughty erotica? How about a little of both? C.E. Black writes fantasy and paranormal romances that captivate you with sensual love stories and keep you on your toes with action packed scenes and sexy characters. And don’t forget about the sex…H.O.T.!
C.E. Black has a full time job keeping up with her husband and two children. Between bouts of writing, they keep her more than busy, but her nights belong to her imagination, where in dreams her stories unfold.
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