This isn’t just another erotic dark fantasy series.
This is the making of a trio.Because "US IS SEX!"
The book that reconnects it all—the love, the sex, the lust, but also the princess to her amazing power and to her incredible men. Don’t miss the seventh chapter of this ongoing dark fantasy series, the Virtus Saga.
IT WAS ABOUT TIME!
“It was about time you got your ass back here!”
Just her bad luck Chris had to be the one to throw open Black Rose’s front door and stand in the threshold, glaring at her and blocking her entrance. And to think Ylianor had hurried to cross the brief distance between the stables and the house to avoid getting wet again under the same dreary, cold drizzle that had not stopped one second since leaving Plantimore Cliffs. Only now, with the encroaching darkness, it had gotten heavier and intensified the ominous red lights flaring the demon’s aura. Which made him all the more beautiful.
“Sorry, Lord Templeton.”
So Lady Caldwell was dying, and the healer in Chris was powerless to help her.
“I wasn’t aware you missed me that much.”
And the pain of being unable to help the man he adored in the entire world was eating him alive with pure rage, and he could not stand it.
So what else was new?
As usual, when it came to his strongest emotions, he buried them under a heap of smoldering anger, the only emotion that never overwhelmed him because he knew how to manage it without any effort.
“The day I miss you or your sorry ass, Lady Templeton…”
Actually, he was not mad.
“Has yet to dawn.”
He was furious.
“Then you won’t mind if I put it to better use in the meantime.”
The only way to deal with this was to get it all out of him in one great burst.
“With Jeff?” Chris scorned. “I’d hardly call it a better use.”
“What I do with Jeff is none of your business.” So she upped the scale, raising the level to provoke him further.
“None of my business? Everything about you is my goddamn business, especially since you opened the fucking channel between us.”
Only crumbs remained of the food he had been stuffing down her throat before Duncan stepped in the tower bedroom.
Scrambling to his feet, he threw his arms around the prince’s neck. “And allowed us to continue our regular life.” His lips devoured Duncan’s mouth in a lavish kiss. “And attend council meetings.”
“If the leader in person dispenses you, I don’t see why you should be complaining.” Duncan laughed.
An entire week after her reawakening, she was not yet tired of being cooped up with her men. Both taking turns if necessary never to leave her alone. She had needed their time and energy. Mostly, their love like when she had laid sick and feverish in Harbor Town.
“Besides, you didn’t miss anything.” Prince Caldwell pressed Chris toward the bed. “After Oliver delivered his report on how his training was progressing, Darek presented a motion to keep a few of Oliver’s experts here at the Hall, so it can become the agricultural reference point for all.” <Read full erotic MMF excerpt>
THIS ISN'T GOING TO BE ABOUT US. St' GOING TO BE ABOUT HER!
“So how is this going to help us?” Suddenly attentive, Chris shifted. “They already know we fuck like crazy.” His new position had drawn the prince closer than before, if at all possible. “And that stunt you pulled in the attic leaves no one any doubts we belong to one another—”
“This isn’t going to be about us.” “Then…” As the dots connected in the angel’s head, Duncan saw his eyes brightening all of a sudden. “It’s going to be about her.” < Read full MM excerpt >
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