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HEAT: 5 flames
However you lived your past,
today you are the key to changing your future
Consecutive lifetimes locked in a passionate hunt of blood and sex, but what if the prey wants more?
“Brilliantly unpredictable!” Rose
Only one rule: never fall in love. But the sex and blood is just too good to pass up. So what to do? Blood and sex are the only fair game he, the hunter, allows me, his prey, to have in our passionate chase through time and space. And for his sake, I’ve had more lives than I care to count. From one life to the next, I played his savage game, hungering for him in a way no amount of blood or sex could ever satisfy me. But not anymore! So how to beat him at his own game and get away with it?
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"[…] the author’s descriptive ability and her intriguing, and sensual way of phrasing provided a degree of listening enjoyment in spite of the aforementioned dislikes. And that’s really saying something […].Also, watching the H’s transformation was good, and the story was plausible, which was good. So things flowed well. Finally, returning to the negative side, this author should never, ever, ever, never use the word “Sweetie” ever again. Goddess knows I cringe at just the idea of hearing it again. This book is a lesson in overuse of a word." A listner rated the story 3 stars
"A fascinatingly, if at times disturbingly, erotic affair. Lifetimes of disappointment, desire and death has done one good thing for the prey, it has become as ruthless as its hunter. The final coupling makes the whole story come together and readies the reader for more." CTR rated it 4 Cups
"For him it’s all about the blood, sex and domination. Nowhere does love enter into the equation." RJR
"Re-Scue was a rollercoaster ride into a world that is breathtaking, unpredictable, and never quite what it seems! Ms. Tolomei writes a passionate tale that catches the reader first assumes is going to be a passé romance centered on a woman’s ennui, then turns everything upside down with a passionate flair that causes one to gasp! Brilliant, erotic, choatic, and filled with passion, Re-Scue is an unpredictable ride into lust and adventure!" @Your Fingertips by Tamela Quijas rated it 5 Stars
"RE-SCUE is a more intense and startlingly horrific than most titles I’ve read. Now that being said I was actually fascinated by how Ms. Tolomei was able to jump genres so frequently within one book and still have it all make perfect sense. The whole theme of the story is a simple one – falling in love can destroy you, but with time and effort love could ultimately save you. If you’re faint of heart or strongly opposed to the more shocking fetishes then you might want to steer clear of this one but if you’re more adventurous (at least in your choice of reading material) then pick up a copy, sit back and prepare yourself for a heck of a wild ride." RJR
EROTIC M/M EXCERPT
The rest of the drive expelled the last of whatever toxin had gotten into "I never promised anyone everlasting love or a long relationship for that matter. If they had expectations, it was entirely their problem, not mine. To me, it meant noth besides fun in bed and some extra excitement during the business hours, nothing more." His eyes flashed. "I certainly wouldn’t get all emotional and weak over something so trivial."
"Cold and insensitive beast," Sean teased, but his heart felt as heavy as stone. That’s because you don’t value your emotions, lover, while to me, they’re my most precious assets, however much you’d disagree. "You’re still wrong, and since you strive so hard to be a good manager, which you are by the way, you should consider their feelings more. That’s what should come first, especially if they work for you, and you want them to be their most efficient. Take me for instance."
"You’re an impossible case, sweetie." Despite the light tone, Sean was not convinced he was teasing. "No good, not even as an example."
"Oh, come on." Piqued in spite of himself, Sean snapped. "I’m sure you’ve met worse." The hunter’s skepti glance told him maybe he had not. "Anyway, I can’t give my best to people who don’t mean anything to me. It would be like wasting my time if I didn’t get an emotional feed so why should I?"
"For your sake alone. Isn’t work a big part of your life? And if so, shouldn’t it repay you for the time you put into it?"ike you, lover, working is not a choice." Be I don’t have a rich family covering my ass, even if you have a problem with it. "And unlike you, it doesn’t define me or who I am." Sean’s lips curved in an ironic snarl. "Like your guru said the secret of life is to be, not to do, which is my philosophy, too. I am, and I know who I am." And that’s a hell of a lot more than you can say for yourself, Indian teachings notwithstanding. "Therefore I don’t need to do anything to prove it."
"This attitude isn’t going to get you anywhere."
"And I’m not planning on going anywhere…" Except under your skin. "At least not as far as work is concerned."
"Then what’s your real ambition?" And the look of suspicion in the dazzling green eyes made Sean wonder whether Leon had read his mind. So just in case, he averted his gaze.
"For now I’m okay with what I have," he lied. "Though it would be nice if you could stay over this week It was not a habit, of course, but at times, the best ones to date, Leon stayed from Fridays to late Sundays, giving Sean the rare opportunity to watch him asleep, powerful naked frame stretched out next to him, lean muscles at peace, long dark hair scattered on the pillow, chest softly rising and falling in steady breathing.
"Sorry, sweetie, I can’t." Leon rolled off. "Have to be with Peg’s parents tomorrow." Glancing at his watch, he sat up. "In fact, it’s late enough, so I better go."
Right, he’s fucking married! Sometimes Sean forgot the insistent rumors at work claiming Leon had affairs with his secretaries, each one in turn it seemed, while his wife looked more unhappy each passing day. Then it would come back to him with Suzy’s sad disclaimers and angry requests to know who spread the malicious allegations—wishing they were true, of course—or in alternative, who was the lucky woman. Needless to say, Sean felt a thrill of excitement thinking it was him in fact, Leon’s secret lover, and pursued the game with more energy, making its predictable result during the nightly overtime bloodier and sexier than imaginable. "Oh, no, you don’t." Grabbing the broad shoulders from behind, Sean wrestled Leon down, then squatted smugly on his crotch. "At least not until I’ve used your wonderful dick one more time." And swaying his ass seductively on the limp organ, he felt it becoming alert.
"Damn!" Leon pushed up his hips, attempting to unsaddle Sean, obtaining only the exact reaction his prey wanted, the forward thrusts hardening the cock. "Sweetie…"
As the tone turned deeper and huskier—the shaft’s fault, no doubt—Sean’s arousal grew to a sizable erection, too. The endearment, whatever the language or the voice, was the hunter’s own call, and its possessive undertone always made Sean lose control with the awareness he belonged to Leon…in or out of bed, in or out of time and space.
"Come on. Stop…"
Well, he sounded anything but convinced, not with a cock as thick as his had become. "Is that what you really want?" With a smug grin, the prey continued the sensual rub between his ass and the bulging head now pushing up to enter, not throw him off anymore. Since it was his same aim, Sean spread his buttocks apart to make it easier for the shaft to get what it wanted. His narrow hole was large enough anyway after Leon’s repeated poundings, so the dick slipped inside without any effort. Soon filling the available space to its fullest, it strained for more, only the balls could not follow, however deep Leon shoved to get them inside, helped also by Sean having to clasp his hands to keep from falling off. And the drilling burned his butt with a fiery heat that crunched his balls from the sheer pressure of the semen throbbing to come out. To help him resist, the not-
"And miss all this?" Swinging his hips, the hunter penetrated so far inside Sean thought the tip of the erection would come out from his throat. "How the hell do you manage to convince me every time?"
"Because you can’t get enough of me." Squeezing the hard screw in his butt, his own thick dick twitched in agreement, and the prey was afraid he would lose it right there and then.
"Oh, no, you don’t!" With an elegant rollover, Leon flipped Sean beneath him, gaining the upper hand and impal his lover deeper since the new position, with the prey lying on his back, allowed for greater pumping.
But Sean was close to the edge, the dangerous one of spilling his feelings, a mistake the hunter would inevitably catch and the prey would regret for the rest of his life. It was the same reason he had chosen a strenuous position that required much physical effort and distracted his mind. Lying down, instead, with Leon’s hair brushing now his face, now his shoulders or chest, he could have kicked himself for falling once again under the hunter’s spell like in every past life. The sole difference this time he accepted it, even en his falling deeper in love since any other alterna was a useless battle, a total waste of time according to his age-
No, he did not want to repeat the experience. It was high time for a change. To alter the endless pattern, even against Leon’s adamant resistance, to devise a new strategy, a different way to play the game in order to turn the tables and bring the hunter at the prey’s mercy. How exactly to beat his lover’s stupid rules, Sean still had no idea, but looking at him, the prey fantasized of a long-
In Leon’s arms, ass ravaged by the frenzied hammer he wanted to prove his point—however remote the possibility the hunter had not yet guessed it, in view of his trained eyes and ears that in other lives had sniffed it out even before the prey had. Wrapping his neck, Sean pulled Leon
As if sensing Sean’s mood, Leon increased the sensu sweeps, almost reaching the throat both with his tongue and shaft, the tempo of one matching that of the other, until the prey knew he had him right where he wanted him. At the verge of an explosive come, the uncontrollable spasms in his butt were not surprising given the amount of emotions spic the plain sex into a more elaborate plate than the hunter was prepared to handle. Then before Leon had the chance to recover, Sean rolled him over and jerked off while straddling him, the feeling of the cock cramping his ass still strong in spite of its going limper by the second, the sensations tearing his soul apart more than enough to push his desire to the tip of his erection and flood the hunter’s chest with powerful jets of hot, seedy fluid.