EPIC 2010 eBook Awards Competition™ 2011
nominated Sacrificial Sex as FINALIST in the Category Fantasy Erotic Romance
Will the handsome stranger convince the bloodthirsty sorcerer to stop vicious human sacrifices? But can he afford to pay the price to fulfil his quest?
Sex in exchange of blood. That’s how Rowen convinces Mylos to stop his violent ways. And Rowen, thrown into a primitive world, is all too willing to save the innocent virgins sacrificed to bloodthirsty gods if only the price didn’t include more sex, violence and lies than he’s bargained for...
A young man from another world, thrown in a primitive world where blood and sex are sacrificed to sanguinary gods in a vicious ritual, tries to stop the sorcerer from satisfying his own bloodlust and sexual cravings on innocent virgins. An intended victim himself, he’ll use sexual persuasion to achieve his purpose. But the task has more than one level of reality and when the technological future impacts on the primitive past, Rowen will get more blood, sex and lies than he has bargained for.
"Sacrificial Sex is more for the reader who is looking for an intriguing plot and characters which demand their concentration and leave their heart pounding because of the extreme situations and emotions." DDR rated it 4 Divas
"Sacrificial Sex is one story that had me captivated. The plot and subplots intrigued me to the extent that I found it hard to put the story down at times. Ms. Tolomei builds a descriptive primitive world, which had me thinking about scenes for days after I'd finished the story. The main characters are written with strong convictions in their beliefs and their
way of life. Sacrificial Sex has twists that you don't see coming. The sex scenes are explicit, as are the sacrificial scenes, but are appropriately written. I'm looking forward to reading more of Ms. Tolomei's stories." FAR rated it 4 Angels
EROTIC M/M/M EXCERPT
“Hello, killer, busy?”
“For you never,” Mylos replied truthfully.
“I’ve heard about the new…acquisition,” Rowen said, taking a step forward.
Not really wanting to discuss it, Mylos glanced over at Patris again. He was cleaning the fire pits, stacking away the cinders and the dust, replacing it with fresh wood.
Rowen followed Mylos’s gaze. “I guess you have more…pressing thoughts on your mind right now, killer,” he mused, as if reading his intentions. He closed the door softly behind him and went to Patris.
Mylos watched fascinated, wondering at Rowen’s uncanny ability to read his mind. He cleared his throat. “As a matter of fact…maybe it was.”
The blondish man stood up, taking Patris’s head and pushing it to his hips. On his knees, his usual place of business, the acolyte did not need further instructions. With trembling fingers, he freed the demanding master beneath the clothes, then grabbed it and slid his hands on the soft skin, before making it disappear inside his mouth. Rowen sighed with pleasure, holding Patris’s head steady as he pushed to get his growing bulge deeper inside. They moved for a while under Mylos’s excited gaze, his own erection straining against its tight confines.
“Are you just going to watch, killer? I thought you wanted a piece of the action, too.”
The Blood Divine swallowed hard, then reached Rowen to close his mouth avidly on the blondish man’s inviting opening. His tongue, wet and long, plunged inside, battling against Rowen’s refusal to surrender. In the meantime, Patris dedicated attention to Mylos’s growing need, too, his shaft hard as a rock dancing in front of the disciple’s face. With his free hand, he grabbed it and soon his lips flew from one to the other, sucking deeply and using his tongue to raise further desire. His head bobbed rapidly from one to the other, dedicating each a short but intense attention that made both cocks grow bigger in a very short time. Apparently unaware of him, the two men continued with their long kiss, letting Patris play some more until it became too hard to hold back. Rowen broke the intimate contact by moving away from Mylos, already reaching for Patris. Picking him up easily, he laid him on the table where Mylos had been working. “Come, killer. Let’s have some serious fun.”
“You really know your way with the boy,” Mylos observed.
Rowen grinned. “So, I like him and to be honest, I’ve had a few…dealings of my own,” he admitted freely. “Jealous perhaps?” he asked Mylos, his grey eyes half mocking and half challenging.
Mylos glanced at the youth lying, sweet and vulnerable on the table. Rowen had just confirmed his suspicions. For a moment he wondered whether to punish the disciple for his insolence, well knowing he would never blame his own lover. On the other hand, he could not help but admire the man’s honesty. In a world where everyone lied in order to secure his favors, truth seemed a refreshing change. And to be honest, the notion excited him more than he cared to admit. “Actually no, Rowie, but we could have shared him sooner.”
“The important thing is that we’re doing it right now, killer,” Rowen assured, moving closer to the table. “And this sweet morsel,” he grabbed Patris’s penis, “isn’t going anywhere soon, so we’ll have plenty of time to repeat the experience.” Almost nonchalantly, he slid the soft skin, working fast. “Now, killer, what is your pleasure?” He grabbed Patris’s legs and raised them up in the air, exposing the ass, his fingers playing with the tight hole, slipping seductively inside and out. Then he turned to Mylos, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
“Gee, it’s a hard choice,” the Blood Divine admitted, licking his lips. “But I’d rather watch your skills inside that sweet ass,” he said at last, moving to the other end of the table.
“Suit yourself, killer.”