Soulmate1 To Seduce A Soulmate by Laura Tolomei

To Seduce A Soulmate

AUTHOR: Laura Tolomei

FACEBOOK: Laura Tolomei Horror Side

GENRE: Erotica, Gay LGBT, Ménage à Trois, Dark Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Paranormal, Horror, m/m, m/m/m, m/m/f

ISBN# 9781554872435


PAGES# 129

WORDS# 32.250

HEAT: 4 flames

RELEASED: 1 March 2009

PUBLISHER: eXtasy Books

COVER ARTIST: Martine Jardin


Finding a soul mate was the easy part. To seduce him proved to be Martin’s hardest challenge for nothing in Pirate Drake’s black intriguing eyes led on to the fate awaiting him. But can the month, between Thanksgiving and Christmas be enough to convince him of the contrary and overcome his dilemnas about gender, feelings connections and sex? Or can Pirate Drake find a way around the burning desire, the erotic heat, the uncontrollable passion wrecking his senses at Martin's mere sight?


Following his gaze, Martin’s lips curved in a snarl. “I hope no one’s coming after us.”

Stepping into the elevator, Drake shrugged. “If they do, they might catch something not very…businesslike.”

“Nothing like some hot sex to perk up their drab routines.” The devil grinned, getting inside as well.

Drake hardly waited for the elevator doors to close before trapping Martin against the metallic wall, his palm straying to the interested crotch while his mouth attacked the devil’s, finally free to give in to his greatest craving.

Anticipating his move, the blond Irish reacted viciously, his tongue striking out to clash against Drake’s fiery muscle to start a silent battle, each trying to gain an advantage while their cocks became harder as the pressure increased spasmodically.

The pirate was too taken by Martin’s intoxicating taste filling his senses to notice much else besides the wet tongue invading his space, slithering like a seductive snake, sweeping his palate with repeated strokes, trying to reach his throat and wanting to take possession of everything. Drake responded fiercely, rubbing the muscles together, grazing the edge of the devil’s pointy teeth, drinking from him as if he were man dying of thirst until he could not breathe anything but Martin.

“Does this mean you changed your mind, Pirate, and I can finally touch you?” The Irish teased sarcastically, pulling slightly back to allow for breathing.

Drake grinned, gripping the rigid bulge pressing on his stomach to squeeze it tightly. “Oh, I demand it, because you’re gonna get fucked the whole night through.”