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Hunted (novella)


AUTHOR: Laura Tolomei

GENRE: Erotica, Gay, GLBT, Ménage à Trois, Dark Fantasy, Paranormal, Horror, Shape Shifting, Novella
PUBLISHER: eXtasy Books - ©2013

ISBN# 9781771115742


WORDS# 17.399

HEAT: 4 flames

RELEASE: 7/1/2013

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"Question is—is it a figment of your imagination or is it real?"
A vicious predator brings bloody death to a peaceful village. On his hunt to stop the brutal killings, Kendryck will uncover truths best left hidden.


Why is this vicious predator terrorizing the village? Who is Therry, and why does he live deep inside the forest, away from mankind? But mostly, why can’t Kendryck get him out of his mind? As the hunt progresses, so does his fascination with the most intriguing young man the hunter has ever met, until things don’t add up, and Therry’s dark secrets will have to be revealed…eventually.

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Originally part of eXtasy's Anthology Sanguinary Seductions released 15 September 2008

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"Each of these stories deserves a 5/5 plus on their own." ... HUNTED by Laura Tolomei "The story's base is on killings happening around a village, but one man wonders why they happen when he's near. The killing in Hunted is too brutal for me."  Night Owl Romance rated Sanguinary Seductions TOP PICK


"What have you done to me?" Kendryck shouted, advancing toward him.

Therry simply looked at him, the hint of a smile curving his thin lips.

"Answer me, damn it!" But when he came up to the youth, he lost his impetus and collapsed down on his knees. "Why?"

"Because of this." Therry reached for a knife, laying by his side, and slid the sharp blade on his arm. A thin red line appeared. As it dripped on the leather skin, he watched it for a second, then turned it to Kendryck.

The smell of fresh blood drove the hunter wild. Without thinking, he grabbed Therry’s arm and sucked the wound, his tongue avidly tracing its edge.

Evidently, this was the signal Therry had been waiting. Toppling Kendryck, he grabbed the man’s cock, which stirred to stiff attention. Still holding his arm in the hunter’s face, Bending, Therry’s mouth replaced his fingers. Hardly enough, of course. Kendryck’s beast was still trapped inside his breeches, demanding to be let out immediately. Therry had no trouble obeying. In swift motions, he pulled it out, and eventually his tongue wrapped around the swelling length. After sliding down to the base, it went back up, sucking all the way.

Fuck! Kendryck had no time to think. Hot damn! The sensations shooting from his erection were enflaming him like nothing ever had. It wasn’t just the adept tongue curling around his engorged tip. It wasn’t even the seductive sliding rhythm set by Therry’s hands. It was more a combination of both, added to the feeling of sinking into a velvety unending wet cavern. Yes, because unlike all his previous oral sex, Therry could swallow him whole, letting him reach the edge of the throat without any trouble. Like plunging straight down to the young man’s stomach—that was blowing Kendryck’s cock away. All it wanted was an explosive release, which wasn’t long in coming. Expert tongue circled the bursting head, drawing it so far down Kendryck thought he had skipped the stomach all together and landed directly in the ass. Adroit hands increased the tempo, forcing the load up, to all effects taking away Kendryck’s choice in the ejaculation department. For the hunter, it was the finishing line. Heaving, he flooded Therry’s mouth with a powerful jet that the young man gulped down avidly. Not that it was the end of anything. The mouth refused to budge. Glued to Kendryck’s meat piece, the tongue teased the shriveled length until it was as thick as before. Then Therry clutched Kendryck’s hand and placed it over his own stiff beast.

Well, talk about different. Kendryck had never been with a man. Nor did he have any time to ponder the novelty, not with Therry pulling out his rigid equipment. What was the hunter to do? Nothing since his hand automatically curled around it, as if having a mind of its own, and Therry moaned, as if he really loved it. Sure, it was all a matter of interpretation. The young man couldn’t speak much, being his mouth kind of busy pampering Kendryck’s flourishing monster. But there was little room for doubt. So Kendryck deepened his touch, dragging his palm from balls to cockhead in a series of rhythmical slides.

"Fuck me, hunter." Probably to make his plea more effective, the youth placed a hand on his arm. "And make it quick ‘cause I can’t stand this heat one second longer."

Now talk about dangerous. "Are you sure?" Kendryck didn’t think twice about exposing what was in his mind. "I mean I tend to get wild." Therry seemed to know exactly what went on his head anyway. "And I wouldn’t want that…" My morbid tastes got the better of me. Not like in my dreams. Not while I’m with you. "I wouldn’t want to hurt you."

"Don’t worry." Not surprised, not scared either, Therry’s voice was reassuring in a self-confident way that wiped out all Kendryck’s reservations in the blink of an eye. "I’m used to treating beasts." To emphasize his point, he turned his back to the hunter. After shedding his shirt, he settled on all fours and raised firm buttocks up in the air.

Kendryck noticed the truth of Therry’s words carved on the youth’s flesh, in the tiny wounds that crossed his chest, back and shoulders. So he really needn’t worry. The surge of unabated pleasure at this awareness tightened Kendryck’s cock unbearably. Never had his erection been harder. Nor had anybody’s puckered opening seemed more inviting. Never had the butt hole given in so deliciously at a simple digital pressure. Definitely, this was turning out to be fantastically more than anything he could’ve expected. After a few finger coaxing glides in and out, slipping his cock inside was easy. Enlarging it to his convenience was even less of an effort. Since the youth was more than ready for him, Kendryck abandoned any pretense at gentleness and began shoving forcefully. As his balls slammed against Therry’s thighs, he pumped. No, rammed actually, aiming for maximum depth. His throat—he had to reach them and beyond if possible. It was the only way
to quench the burning spot at the tip of his erection, which pulsed every time the cramped ass walls crushed it fiercely. Point was—he didn’t want to lose it. Not yet anyway. He was having such a good time in Therry’s butt Kendryck wished it would never end. Stepping up the rhythm seemed to increase his control, but the effect was illusory. Truth was—he was losing himself in Therry’s constricted flesh. And his smell was making him positively crazy. Yet, just like in his dreams, only this time he had no bloody fantasy.

Unlike the women, Therry matched his frantic pounding—thrust for thrust.

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