This isn’t just another erotic dark fantasy series.
This is the making of a trio.Because "US IS SEX!"
The book that escalates it all—the love, the responsibilities, but also the threat and the commitments. The fourth chapter of the saga is the starting point of a new life and the affirmation of feelings long denied.
THE DAMN QUESTION IS...WOULD WE?
“So do I get to ask the damn question in the middle of the hallway?” He glared at her.
For she was making everything more difficult on purpose.
“Or can you at least grant me the privacy of your room?” But if she wanted to see him squirm, she still had a long way to go.
Ylianor stepped aside, then closed the door behind him.
“So everyone’s talking about us?” The room did not offer much in terms of accommodations besides the bed and a solitary chair placed on a side.
“Yes, also your mother—”
“You met my mother?” So he chose the bed, Duncan’s advice echoing in his ears.
“She wanted to meet me.” Ylianor sat next to him. “She’s a nice lady. Too bad she doesn’t know how to use her healing gift, not even on herself.”
“I know. My birth almost killed her—”
“You really hated women from the start, didn’t you?” If the tone was teasing, the words seemed dead serious.
“And haven’t stopped since.” Chris kept his voice deliberately light, but he was too painfully aware of her body near him, more aroused now than with the prince just minutes ago. “Which is why I try to get rid of them.” And at the moment she was so damn inviting he wanted to take her right there and then. So by the gods, he did!
Rising, he pulled Ylianor up on her feet, so close his lips almost brushed hers. “Of course, it’s easier when it’s the worthless life of a miserable slave.” Knife already in hand, he trailed it on her throat before slipping down her back to rip off her robe. “Particularly if that slave happens to be you.”
“If you think you still scare me, you’re dumber than I thought.” Stiffening, she straightened her shoulders and dared him to go further. “Especially now that you need me for your family’s sake.”
“Then don’t.” “But my father insists on it.” “Then do.” Sitting naked on the floor in front of the sizzling fire, Duncan stared at the flames warming his bedroom, rather than at Chris’s pale and drawn face. “With her?” “Hey, you’re in luck.” Sarcastic, the prince turned to confront his angel. “The Hall is full of unpledged women right at the moment, and most of them would jump at the chance to have you.” “I don’t want another woman.” Stomping his foot, Chris came closer. “It’s not fair, lover.”
“I’m not fucking ready for it. I need more time to decide.”
“And you’re not helping any.” With a challenging blaze, Chris dared him to prove otherwise.
“What would you want me to do?”
“Call the whole thing off!”
“The pledge or just your pledge?”
“Both.” Exasperated, Chris flashed angry eyes at him. “What’s the difference anyway? You’re the leader. You can do anything you want.”
“Not everything.” Returning the look, Duncan held his point. “I can’t go against traditions.”
“Then tell me what to do.” Sliding down to the floor, the angel crumpled beside him. “Since it’s your fucking fault I’m stuck in this mess.”
“Mine? You did it all—”
“All I did was erase her from your head, but no!” Shoving against him, Chris pinned him to the couch on which he leaned. “You had to bring her back.”
MASTERS, WHY DON'T WE DO THINGS MY WAY FOR A CHANGE? YOURSELF!
Erotic M/M/F Excerpt
“If you’ve got a problem with it, let’s skip the woman and deal with it between us men.” Evidently pissed off as though he had read his thought, Chris could barely control his voice.
But before Prince Caldwell could reply, Ylianor was between them.
“Why don’t we concentrate on celebrating the event, instead?” Her ass grinding seductively on his crotch, her hands played with the angel’s cock, while her husky voice tried to cool things down. “And do things my way, for a change?”
"It’s easy to live in a world rigidly divided in classes and genders, but it gets complicated if you start considering people as individuals, not labels." Duncan Caldwell
“I…I don’t know what happened there, with that burst of love, and to be honest, I don’t want to know. She needed our help, both of us, and I’m very glad I was there for her, really. But I’m still coming round to the fact she’ll be a permanent addition to my life that I just can’t deal with anything else about her, not for the moment.” Christopher Templeton