Erotic tales of monsters, myths and magic - #Halloween #Giveaway #SizzlingSunday

 

Another October Sunday – another searingly erotic excerpt as part of my Sizzling Sunday meme – and another chance for one lucky reader to win a free paranormal book!

Today I’m featuring my short story collection Fourth World: Erotic tales of monsters, myths and magic. Though it’s not specifically a Halloween book, it includes three very different vampire tales, as well as ghosts, succubi, magicians and a bit of tentacle erotica.

My excerpt today comes from one of the vampire stories, “Renfield’s Lament”, a bloody exploration of dark desire told from the perspective of a vampire couple’s human slave.

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Exclusive Excerpt from Renfield’s Lament

The inner door slams against the wall as one of them flings it open. My mistress snarls and springs, landing on all fours atop my prone form. Her thighs clench around my hips. Her fingers clamp down on my shoulders. She lowers her face to my bleeding chest and begins to feed.

The first touch of her lips banishes all the pain. There's a tearing as she applies her fangs to deepen the wound, a pulling as her suction draws the blood from my heart, but these sensations are scarcely noticeable, swept away in a flood of ecstasy. Despite her fury, we're enveloped in pure, white peace.

She's nude—they rarely wear clothing on the nights they sate their hunger, almost as if to taunt me. Her inner thighs brush my raging cock in a satin caress. Her pussy hair tickles the head as she sinks into a deeper crouch and sucks harder. If I were not bound, I could slip inside her, completing the circuit. I could give her my cum and my life at the same time.

I don't need that, though. It's bliss enough to feel her skin against mine, her teeth worrying my flesh. When I finally expire, she'll understand at last how much I love her.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?" Carl's shout breaks her spell. She looks over her shoulder, her fangs bared, at the giant trying to drag her off my body. The pain of my bleeding wounds slams back into my consciousness. No, I want to cry, no please, let us be. I'm too weak and dazed to do more than whimper.

At first I think the Dom will succeed. Then he's snatched away—presumably by my master. There's a loud snap, like a tree branch breaking in a storm, and the thud of something heavy hitting the floor.

"Alicia." My master is by my side, restraining his consort. His ever-erect organ prods my thigh. "Alicia, get hold of yourself. That's Renfield you're draining, not the prey."

The blood madness leaches out of my mistress' eyes. "Renfield?" She stares at me. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I—I want—don't stop, Mistress, please." My voice is a hoarse croak. "Take me. I beg you. Take my life. I want to die feeding you."

The astonishment I see in her lovely face morphs into a mocking grin. Her laugh rings like fine crystal. "Don't be silly, Renfield. Why would we kill you? You're the best slave we've had in centuries."

She swings her leg over my bound form and slides to her feet. The agony of losing contact with her is far worse than any physical pain. My eyes blur with tears. Still, I can see her smile, and my master's too, handsome and cruel.

"Poor, crazy Renfield. I'm sorry, but you're too valuable to kill." She lays her palm against my cheek. Her touch is chill as fog at dawn. My heart leaps at the renewed connection, but it's all too brief. "Besides, it's rather amusing to be desperately and hopelessly adored."

"I imagine you'd like to fuck your mistress, wouldn't you?" My master's hand hovers over my straining erection. "Or me, perhaps? In your dirty little mortal dreams, do you imagine a ménage with the undead? How pathetic!"

I don't have enough blood left to blush. Shame overwhelms me, though, shame and utter despair. They've known all along how I feel. They've deliberately tormented me, with their gorgeous ferocity and unearthly beauty.

"Perhaps, though, we should let you come—just this once. I do feel sorry for you, Renfield." Her tone tells me she's not sorry at all. That doesn't stop me from erupting when her finger tip grazes my cock.

It's like an earthquake, devastating and irresistible. My balls contract until the tightness is pure agony. Cum forces its way up my stalk and spews out over my belly, mingling with the drying blood. There's fiery pleasure, but it's laced with shadow, like thunderclouds torn by lightning. Afterward, there's a drift of ashes.

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