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HEAT: 5 flames
The prince, his lover, his woman…to be one…whilst still three…defeating the darkness of their own lust…that’s the magic of the Virtus Sagaand transformation...what else?
Because "US IS SEX!"
The book that continues it all—the reunion, the connection, but also the blood, the separation and the victory. The third chapter seals a destiny started with the first chapter, however its ending.
Prisoner of their whims, it was impossible to resist them further. With a shock of pleasure, she realized they were her masters—not just one, but both—to which she surrendered herself, body first, juggled upward and sideways, until she had no choice but to ride their tide, swept along with their passion, swelling uncontrollably as they drove her into bliss, her convulsions sucking them to the balls and squeezing them dry.
"Love gone wrong hurts so goddamn much, but it’s nothing compared to the pains of repressing its memory." Duncan Caldwell
"Test your beliefs against who you’re becoming." Duncan Caldwell
"You need to consider people as human beings and not as genders or categories." Duncan Caldwell
Who's who in the Virtus Saga
Angel or Demon? Who is Lord Christopher Templeton?
"THE FESTIVAL is another entrancing installment of the fantasy romance series the Virtus Saga, and it has a gripping plot, fascinating characters and an immense amount of eroticism. I have a wonderful time reading the series thus far, and I can't wait for more of the series to be unveiled." TRR rated it 4 Stars
"For one who can certainly create an interesting story, Laura Tolomei gives readers a first hand look at an unusual relationship that has the potential to either turn sour, or produce three contented individuals who make it work, and Christopher regardless of his feelings of hatred, and jealousy toward her, he has to please his lover, Duncan by letting him take her to their bed for them all to enjoy. I thought the dialogue significantly conflict based between the two males and the one woman. It made me needs to want the three of them to be happy in some small way and stop their constant bickering long enough to enjoy their love. The Festival: Virtus Saga: Book 3 has all the edge you need to start reading, and keep on finding out more about the character's lives, and what it is that turns them on. The Festival: Virtus Saga: Book 3 is one to buy, but would recommend you read the first two volumes in the saga first as it will make sure youget the full benefit of the story and enjoy the experience to the full. Purchase this novel by Laura Tolomei at eXcite Publishing and immerse yourself in the world of the most sensual characters you will ever meet." Romance at Heart
"Christopher Templeton is joint leader along with Prince Duncan Caldwell, and Christopher is an extremely handsome male specimen who by his lover's confession could have anyone he wants as he is tall, elegant, desirable, and has a lithe body that exudes sex from every pore. He loves Duncan with all his heart, yet is annoyed when he wants to bring another woman, Ylianor into their bed, and their already steamy relationship. Christopher has a very jaded view of women, and Ylianor in particular believing them to be unpredictable and fickle, and is under the impression he does not need one in his life. Once Christopher has been left with Ylianor for a while at Blue Oasis, he sees her in a different way, she is not the clinging vine he thought she was originally, and thinks he might have misjudged her. That does not mean his view of her as an interloper has changed, no, he had already made up his mind to loathe her being there, even though he only wants what is best for his lover. A lover of Arthur Fairchild, his former leader, it is interesting that Christopher decided to keep it in the family by being Duncan's lover also. He has a secret resentful streak in his personality he has to try and keep in check, hoping that his lover will not notice. He does have a kind nature, but it is hidden beneath jibes and insults about the woman in Duncan's life. A handsome man with a huge ego in many ways, Christopher could never imagine anyone being in their bed but Duncan, and he hates to share his love with someone else, especially another woman. He normally likes to keep them at a distance rather than get involved with them and finds it awful that his lover might actually fall for Ylianor. This is set to break their relationship up as he cannot make compromises and is pretty much stubborn about the fact he sees Duncan as his, and his alone. Love is a serious thing where Christopher is concerned, and his obsessive ways have got worse since his lover let Ylianor enter their bedroom. Christopher is a highly sexed type who loves nothing more than to make-love to his male lover which means guilt plays a large part in their relationship at the moment. Christopher is capable of hurting men with his cruelty, and Ylianor has felt the sharp edge of his blade at her throat before, so there is no love lost between them both. His feelings for hurting others could be blamed on his Virt, his power, but could it be that, or just an excuse to use his power and jealousy to fuel his deep seated hatred? " Romance at Heart
"The most gripping part of the story for me was the whole combining of powers that seems to happen when the prince, Chris, and Yilanor come together. Sexually, they are exploring each other in every way imaginable. There is m/m, m/f, m/m/f, and even f/f sex in this book. I guess that's to be expected when you find your power through intercourse. But I found that the sexuality and eroticism flow along with the story. It was fascinating to see the trio navigate this whole new facet of their lives--this power they have--and explore the ways they can use the power sexually. Much more fascinating even was how they found that because of the sexual exploration, they were able to better relate to each other outside of sex as well." TRR rated it 4 Stars
EROTIC M/M/F EXCERPT
The demon grabbed her, too, to trap her between them. "I think we can spare some time with a friend of yours, lover."
"She didn’t look much like a friend of mine just five minutes ago." The prince grinned.
"Hey, not my fault her ass is so damn accommodating!" Catching her head, he pushed her backside against Duncan’s crotch, after having removed the annoying underwear. "But I can remedy easily." He spread her buttocks. "Why else would I have worked so hard to enlarge it?"
"You must be right." Grinning widely, the prince shifted his weight on an elbow, curling around Ylianor, his aroused cock brushing her ass. "What are friends for?"
Sticking a finger inside, the demon opened the narrow hole wider until a moan escaped her lips at the amazements of how much she craved something more in spite of what she had already possessed. "To help you, of course." Then grabbing the erection, he positioned it at the narrow hole’s entrance and Ylianor felt the nudge before the hard shove made it penetrate.
"And what about you, Angel?" Another shove and the shaft slid deeper.
"Oh, not to worry. A friend of mine—"
"The same one?"
Chris beamed. "Yeah, I guess it is, lover." Taking Ylianor by the neck, he shifted her position. "Anyway, he told me the great thing about women are their multiple holes. But you know how I am—"
"Exactly. So I didn’t believe him for a long time."
Following the prince’s thrusts, Ylianor went along with his erotic sway, her ass sucking the huge erection to the hilt.
"But now I know he’s right, so I damn well want to make up for the lost time and take my fill of every hole." Pushing her neck forward against his crotch, he made her slide until she had his cock in her mouth.
Quick to comply, Ylianor drew it in, still half limp from its earlier exertion, yet already growing with every lick, lap, suck, kiss her tongue lavished on it.
"And not just for pleasure, right, Angel?"
"Why limit the lady’s enjoyment?" Grinning cruelly, Chris pulled Ylianor’s head up by yanking the long hair. "Isn’t that right, sleeping beauty?"
His amazing blue-
"I’m impressed," And Duncan’s smirk hovered between serious and facetious.
"I’ll be more if she keeps sucking the way she does." But before pushing her head back on his shaft, the demon kissed her, a brief, wild, hard kiss that pushed his tongue all the way to her throat, then swept the entire cavity, sending her back to her duty a second later.
Twitching, Duncan’s cock seemed to grow even thicker at the scene, making the wetness between her legs unbearable as it drenched her thighs, too, dripping despite her position did not allow for much movement, trapped on a side, her back and front both held in place by two demanding organs wanting to fill her more than she thought possible.
Chris’s in particular, had grown huge, preventing her from swallowing it whole, rather straining in the confined space as she tried to coordinate a semblance of tempo between her head and ass, failing miserably.
"The lady’s not too comfortable," the demon mused, holding her head in place.
"Then let’s make her so."
A gleam flashed in the blue-
Together, they made her back lie on Duncan’s chest without letting the cock fall out of its comfortable hole, spreading her legs around his waist to expose the whole cunt.
"Just don’t wait too long, Angel." Duncan brushed his fingertips on her clit and Ylianor thought she would die of pleasure. "I don’t know how much longer I can take her magnificent ass without coming."
"Not too long, I’m sure, lover."
Ylianor opened her mouth to assure she would beat them both, but Chris closed it by, taking possession of her lips, cunt, her very soul, as he crashed into her, hard tongue and shaft sweeping the cramped space Duncan had managed to spare.
His final aim though, was the prince himself, so after he had silenced her, the demon’s lips slid to his lover’s in a passionate kiss that Ylianor saw and felt as if it were her own until it actually became so, their mouths too close not to mix the moment she turned her head on their side, their tongues darting out without knowing where they would end up, who would suck them first, her mouth filling with the demon and the prince’s taste until it was one flavor alone like when their energy coalesced into a single unity.
Prisoner of their whims, it was impossible to resist them further. With a shock of pleasure, she realized they were her masters—not just one, but both—to which she surrendered herself, body first, juggled upward and sideways, until she had no choice but to ride their tide, swept along with their passion, swelling uncontrollably as they drove her into bliss, her convulsions sucking their stone-
But it did not seem important, not after they soared high above to their dimension away from the world, from which they never wanted to return.