Happy Sizzling Sunday!
It has
been a while since I shared anything from my FF stories, so I thought
I’d remedy that today. Here’s a luscious excerpt from my sexy FFF
paranormal novella The
Witches of Gloucester.
Blurb
It’s
not about power. It’s about love.
The
historic port of Gloucester, Massachusetts has a special charm, due
at least in part to its resident witches. For decades, raven-maned
Marguerite and red-headed Beryl have lived among its hard-working
inhabitants, making magic and mischief. Love and sex fuel their
supernatural abilities, but duality limits their power. To reach
their full potential, they need a third witch to complete their
circle.
Rejected
as
a
nymphomaniac
by
her
puritanical
boyfriend,
Emmeline
escapes
to
Gloucester
to
work
on
her
PhD
thesis.
From
the
moment
she
arrives,
Marguerite
and
Beryl
sense
her
erotic
vitality
and
unrecognized
paranormal
talent.
The
platinum-haired
beauty
may
well
be
the
enchantress
they
have
been
awaiting
for
so
long.
Now
they
need
to
show
Em
that
her
prodigious
libido
is
a
gift,
not
a
liability,
and
to
persuade
her
that
her
destiny
lies
in
the
sea-girt
town
they
guard,
and
in
their
arms.
Marguerite
gathered Emmeline into her arms as the girl burst into ragged tears.
“Hush
now.” The raven-haired woman combed her jewel-encircled fingers
through Emmy’s platinum locks. “Don’t be afraid.” Warm lips
branded Emmy’s brow. A supple tongue flicked out to gather the
tears from Emmeline’s cheeks. Through wine-colored velvet,
Marguerite’s ample bosom, simultaneously soft and firm, pillowed
her own more modest breasts. A whiff of cinnamon tickled her nose,
followed by the musky aroma of female arousal.
Emmeline’s
already swollen nipples pulsed like the lighthouse off Bass Rocks. A
wave of liquid need swept through her, cresting and breaking between
her thighs.
“Oh...oh,
please...” Marguerite’s fierce kiss swallowed her moan. A
snake-like tongue wriggled into Emmy’s mouth, brazen and seductive.
Emmeline yielded, swooning with the heat of that kiss, until
needle-sharp teeth nipped the plumpness of her lower lip.
“Hey!
Aah...” Her yelp became a groan of need as the tiny pain kindled
new fires in her hungry pussy.
“Ssh.
Just relax, love.” That was Beryl’s voice, smooth, hypnotic,
matching the delicate brush of fingertips along her shoulders and
down her arms. “Let us pleasure you the way you deserve.” Seduced
by the redhead’s quiet dominance, Emmeline obeyed. She closed her
eyes, letting the rising tide of her own lust drown the last shreds
of fear.
In the
sweet darkness, every sensation grew more acute. Marguerite deepened
the kiss, sucking Emmy’s tongue into her mouth, while Beryl stroked
Emmy’s back, belly and thighs. The wandering hands barely touched
Emmeline’s body but everywhere they traveled, delicious heat
followed.
Sparks
danced along Em’s naked skin in the wake of Beryl’s fingers.
Naked? When had she removed her clothing? Her eyes fluttered open.
Shadows hung in the opulent room, shaped by candles that flickered on
the mantel. It was nearly midsummer. How could the night have come so
quickly?
Embarrassment,
wonder and need warred within her. Arousal coursed through her body
in shimmering waves, so intense it was almost pain. She found herself
splayed nude upon the carpet, arms flung out and erect nipples
pointing at the ceiling. Her knees were bent, her thighs spread wide
in lewd invitation. Moisture seeped from her exposed cleft, dampening
the silky nap of the rug beneath her.
Beryl
knelt in the gap between Em’s legs, equally naked, her
porcelain-pale skin gleaming in the dimness. Candlelight struck
glints from her coppery crown. Emmeline couldn’t help staring at
the matching tangle hiding the woman’s sex. She ached to part that
auburn curtain and taste the moist flesh it concealed.
The
older woman grinned. Mischief glittered in her emerald eyes. “Time
enough for that later, girl. The first climax must be yours. Trust
us. We won’t harm you. We just want to teach you who you are.”
Buy
Links
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