Sister Mary Does A Faery : Fae Lovers, Book 3

Fae Lovers

Book 3
JSC Publishing
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Raised by the nuns of Thistlemere Abbey, Mary's future seems decided.  She'll join their order and live out her life in peaceful service to others.  But an unexpected encounter in the woods with the mysterious and tantalizing Connor jolts Mary from her path, inciting her curiosity and arousing a hunger for sensual pleasures that Connor is more than willing to satisfy.

Connor of the Fae is delighted at his unanticipated meeting with the lovely Mary but appalled to learn that the innocent young woman is contemplating becoming a nun.  Before Mary chooses a celibate life, Connor is determined that she should experience the carnal pleasures that she'll be forsaking.  And who better to teach her than the master himself.

**Please note that this is the third book in the "Fae Lovers" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Stranded," "Siobhan's Desire," and "Sister Mary Does A Faery."

READER ADVISORY:  

This is a novelette length erotic fantasy story (approximately 13,000 words in length) featuring hot, graphic scenes involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

“Aren't you just a beauty!”  Mary exclaimed, squatting to snip the plant's tender bud.  She'd only seen pictures of this particular medicinal plant; Sister Petra would be delighted at her rare find.

Mary added the herb to her overflowing basket of pungent greenery then rose to gaze around the little gem of a glade that she'd stumbled upon.  God's own hand must have touched this isolated spot in the forest to have gifted it with so many useful herbs.

“I've never seen such a divine bounty in one spot,” she said, smiling to herself in satisfaction.

“Nor have I,” a male voice agreed.

With a startled squawk, Mary spun around, her basket of carefully-harvested plants flying.  “Where did you come from?” she exclaimed, eyeing the half-naked water nymph rising from the small pool at the center of the glade.  

Of course he couldn't really be—a water nymph, that is.  Everyone knows that nymphs don't exist.  But half-naked?  Oh yes, that he definitely was.  And gorgeous enough to easily pass for a creature of myth and legend.  

His chiseled features, the very epitome of rugged, masculine beauty, were framed in golden hair that flowed like a sun-touched waterfall down his back.  His torso, all well-defined muscle, was blanketed in warm, honey-toned skin.  Mary's mouth watered at the very sight of all that male magnificence on display.

“I've been here all along,” he replied, his hands idly stirring the water lapping at his waist.  “Doubtless you were too engrossed with your plants to notice me.”

Mary gasped, “My herbs!”  She gazed at her painstakingly-gleaned harvest now scattered across the ground and loosed a vexed sigh.  “Oh, look what you made me do.”

The corner of his mouth lifted in amusement.  “My apologies.  I shall, of course, assist you in gathering them up.”  Matching deed to word, he moved toward the edge of the pool, intent on exiting.

“Stop!”  Mary thrust her right hand out, while shielding her eyes with her left.  Peering through a sizable gap in her fingers, she demanded, “Where are your swim trunks?”  As the pool grew shallower, the head of the man's p*nis had breached the water like an eager periscope, making it all too clear that he was, in fact, completely naked.

He looked down at his bobbing member, his smile widening.  “I seem to have misplaced them.”

Fascinated by what she could see of his delectable body, Mary reluctantly said, “I shall turn my back while you get dressed.”

“Very thoughtful of you,” he murmured and began to move again.

Mary whirled around and bent to retrieve her basket, more tempted to sneak a peek than she'd care to admit.  As a foundling raised in Thistlemere Abbey by Sister Petra, Mary had had little exposure to handsome, young men—especially not of the naked variety.  She was, admittedly, curious.

“What's your name?” she asked, resisting temptation with admirable fortitude.

“Connor,” he replied from right behind her.  “And you are?”

Mary turned.  “Naked.”  Her eyes widened in consternation.  “You're naked.  Where are your trousers?” she blurted.

Flashing a rogue's grin, he leaned toward her and whispered conspiratorially, “I seem to have misplaced them, as well.”


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About the author

Siera Saunders calls the beautiful Pacific Northwest home and continuously reminds herself that rain is better than snow.  In her writing, Siera enjoys exploring the lustful and varied sexual interactions, both loving and playful, between men, women, and others not quite human.

Whether her characters have found their soul mates, or are still searching, they all delight in the wondrous sensations available to sexual beings not afraid to indulge their most uninhibited fantasies.

Siera hopes that her stories will spark your imagination and creativity when it comes to satisfying your own physical desires. Enjoy!

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Books by Siera Saunders:

SHORT STORIES:

Carnal Gardens (Carnal Pleasures - Book 1)

Carnal Fountain (Carnal Pleasures - Book 2)

Carnal Dancing (Carnal Pleasures - Book 3)

Spanked In The Conference Room (Sex In The Office - Book 1)

Loved In The Elevator (Sex In The Office - Book 2)

Banged In The Boardroom (Sex In The Office - Book 3)

Stranded (Fae Lovers - Book 1)

Siobhan's Desire (Fae Lovers - Book 2)

Sister Mary Does A Faery (Fae Lovers - Book 3)

Spell Of The Piper (Fae Lovers - Book 4)

My Boyfriend Likes To Watch (Loving In The Pub - Book 1)

COLLECTIONS:

Sex In The Office - Volume 1 (Includes - Spanked In The Conference Room / Loved In The Elevator / Banged In The Boardroom) 

To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1 (Includes - Stranded / Siobhan's Desire / Sister Mary Does A Faery)

Dream A Carnal Dream - Carnal Pleasures Collection, Volume 1 (Includes - Carnal Gardens / Carnal Fountain / Carnal Dancing)

 

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JSC Publishing
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Jan 26, 2014
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Pages
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Fiction / Romance / Erotica
Fiction / Romance / Fantasy
Fiction / Romance / Paranormal
Fiction / Short Stories (single author)
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Grace's visit to her family's isolated mountain cabin yields an unexpected and lusty bounty when she meets Alec, the single and very sexy nephew of the cabin's caretaker.


But when a seductive and mysterious piper also appears on the scene, one thing becomes crystal clear.  Grace's long, dry spell is most definitely over.

READER ADVISORY:  

This is an erotic fantasy short story (approximately 9,000 words in length) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

I was starved by the time I wandered into a peaceful little glade unfamiliar to me.  I thought I knew every inch of this mountain, but the crystal pool slumbering beneath the spreading branches of a giant oak did not wake any recognition.  Still, it was a perfect place for a picnic lunch.  I spread out the blanket I'd packed, carefully setting my grandmother on one corner, and proceeded to enjoy my sandwich.

As I munched, I studied the great old tree and the pool beneath it.  Curiously, the oak had no nearby neighbors but commanded the entirety of the small clearing.  Perhaps that's how it had managed to grow so large.  The surface of the water it guarded was mirror smooth, untouched by the slight breeze stirring my hair and ruffling the surrounding meadow grass and flowers.  A bit of an oddity, that.

Given the warmth of the day and my morning of exercise, the water looked inviting.  Very inviting indeed.  “Well Gram,” I said, climbing to my feet, “it's just us two ladies out here.  I don't suppose I need to worry about anyone snapping a photo of my bare butt.”  Feeling a tad wicked, I undressed and waded carefully into the pool.

The water deepened toward the center but never rose above my chest.  Deliciously cool and silky, it caressed my skin like a lover's sensual touch.  With a delighted sigh, I sank into its welcoming embrace, dove to examine the bottom glinting with multi-colored pebbles, then rose gently back to the surface.

As I floated buoyant and weightless, staring up into the leafy branches of the tree, I heard the flute again.  The music seemed both close and distant, an inconsistency that kept me floating rather than diving for cover to hide from prying eyes.  The haunting tune wound around and through me while my thoughts drifted, disconnected from my physical form.

Perhaps it was that lack of connection which stilled the panic I should have felt at the body rising beneath me.  A man's body, as naked as my own.  His arms encircled me, cupping my breasts and squeezing the nipp*les, teasing them to hardness.  One hand trailed lightly down my belly to cup my mound, his long finger slipping between my folds.

I could feel the hard length of his erection pressed to my butt, felt the soft rise and fall of his breath against my back as he sought and found my cli*t and began to fondle the sensitive nub.  

A distant part of my mind, not completely lost to the erotic sensations he was rousing, knew he couldn't be there.  The water was too deep.  Floating on the surface while holding and supporting me as he was, wasn't possible.  But, oh, what he was doing to my body felt so good.  

He slid one long finger inside me while his thumb continued to encircle my cli*t.  The water lapped sensuously against my skin, adding to the tantalizing stimulation.  His hips flexed, c*ock rubbing against my ass as he held me pressed tightly to him.  I was helpless in his arms, the tension of arousal building.  Small breathy cries escaped my lips, but he was utterly silent.

Water washed over us, stirred by the increasing vigor of his thrusting hips and fingers.  Two of them buried inside my pus*sy, winding me tighter.  I reached for my cli*t and he shifted his touch to give me access while a third digit penetrated my slippery interior.  I fondled my cli*t while he deeply finger-fu*cked my cu*nt, driving me toward the brink of climax.

With a cry, my belly clenched around his busy fingers.  Again and again muscles rippled as he continued the stimulation, curving and spreading his fingers to stroke the sensitive inner walls of my pus*sy.  When the last spasm passed, he held me for a moment before finally speaking.

“So it begins,” he whispered in my ear.  The music soared into a twisty crescendo that held me spellbound.  Then it stilled into silence and he was gone.


When her rental car dies leaving Kate stranded on a deserted country road, she's rescued by Connor and Lachlan.  Two delectable brothers living all alone in a grand house in the Scottish Highlands.  




But what Kate doesn't know is that her stranding was engineered by Fae magic and Connor and Lachlan are not at all what they appear to be.  For these two lusty Fae brothers are eager to play and lucky Kate is their playmate of choice.


**Please note that this is the first book in the "Fae Lovers" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Stranded," "Siobhan's Desire," and "Sister Mary Does A Faery."




WARNING:  This is an erotic paranormal short story (approximately 8,900 words in length) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!




EXCERPT:


Reclining in the ornate, footed tub—not quite large enough for three, but darn close—Kate closed her eyes and luxuriated in the languid warmth spreading through her body, driving away the chill.  Silken bubbles caressed her skin, scenting the humid air with lilac and jasmine.


Delightfully relaxed, she pondered the strange circumstances that had brought her to this house, a guest of two of the most delicious men she'd ever met.  Hard to believe they were brothers; there was no family resemblance beyond mutual attractiveness.  With nothing more pressing on her mind, Kate considered which she would choose, if given the opportunity.


In the past, she'd favored dark coloring over fair, but Connor had a certain boyishness that Kate found very appealing.  Still, she couldn't discount Lachlan whose merest touch reduced her to mush.  A choice between them would be difficult indeed.  


But, then again, why choose?  How about a lovely male sandwich cookie with herself as the cream filling?  


Kate smiled at the beguiling carnal thoughts, her skin flushing in imagined anticipation.  The water stirred sluggishly around her, teasing her nipples and swirling between her thighs like the soft questing touch of a lover's fingertips.  


Liquid heat lapped at her skin and Kate shivered at the delightful sensation of firm lips nuzzling her breasts; nibbling the hard buds of her nipples.  Lost in sensual imagining, she parted her knees and the bathwater pulsed against her clit in erotic simulation of a clever tongue laving her tender flesh.  


Flowing in and out of her pussy in slow seductive waves, the water assumed the arousing aspect of long male fingers priming her for penetration.  Desire fired her blood and Kate moaned softly.


The water surged with greater force, stroking her sensitized skin and winding the tension in her belly tighter and tighter.  Groin atingle with pent-up need, Kate opened her legs wider.  More.  Her hungry cunt demanded more than mere fingers.  And the living water complied.  Rushing to fill her, it thrust in and out, driving her higher with all the sensations of a hard cock wielded by a skilled lover.


Kate panted, the water sloshing as she drove her hips upward to meet each downward thrust.  Fondling her clit, she squeezed and caressed first one nipple and then the other while the slippery penis fucked her harder, driving her toward an explosive climax.  With a cry, the shuddering orgasm took her, muscles contracting around a hard cock that couldn't possibly be there.




 

On the eve of the most important presentation of his career, Chase is nervous as hell.  Fortunately, his lovely colleague Laura has just the cure for his angst.  She's been harboring a hot lusty fantasy with Chase in the starring role.  But will she share?  Chase is willing to bet that some hand-to-ass persuasion is all the encouragement Laura needs.

Please note that this is the first book in the three book “Sex In The Office” series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled “Sex In The Office – Volume 1.” The collection contains “Spanked In The Conference Room,” “Loved In The Elevator,” and “Banged In The Board Room.”

WARNING:  In this erotic short story (approximately 4,100 words), you'll enjoy spanking, oral, m/f, and m/m action in hot, graphic detail. All between consenting adults, of course. Have fun :) .

EXCERPT:

The lace top of her thigh-high stockings peeked out from the hem of her skirt. Chase couldn't resist the offered temptation. He stroked his hands up the outside of her thighs, lifting her skirt higher. He groaned at the firm, smooth flesh revealed by the tiny black thong she was wearing under her skirt. Laura's ass was a work of art. He stroked and squeezed the sweet mounds.

She moved her butt against his hands. “Ooh, that feels so good. I've been fantasizing all day about you touching me like this.”

“Have you now?” Chase unzipped her skirt and slid it down over her hips. Laura stepped out of the clothing, pushed the stack of drawings out of her way, and stretched out further across the conference room table. She widened her stance and wiggled her ass in wanton invitation. “And what other wicked thoughts have you been thinking?” Chase gave her a playful slap on the rump, savoring the faint pink imprint left by his hand.

Laura moaned. “You're making me so wet.”

Chase brought his hand down with firm authority on the other cheek, then slipped his fingers between her legs. Laura hadn't been exaggerating; her slit was slippery with lubrication. Delving higher under her thong, he found her cl*toris and lightly fondled the sensitive nub. “Tell me about your fantasies,” he ordered, as she moved her hips against his fingers, increasing the friction.

“It's the middle of the work day and we're in the conference room, just like now,” Laura began.

“Just like now?” Chase asked, a note of incredulity in his voice. “Would you disrupt the whole office with your wanton behavior, woman?”

“No. Yes!” Laura amended with a soft cry as Chase spanked her again with more force.

“You are a very bad girl,” Chase exclaimed, glowering at her with feigned anger. “Stand up,” he said, stepping away from her. “Turn around.”

He eyed her s*xy body. The delightful mounds of her br*asts pushing out of the top of her bra, the tiny triangle of satin hiding her wet p*ssy. His c*ck thrummed with the need to bury itself in Laura's quivering slit.  Not yet. It'll only get better.

Chase walked across the room to the informal sitting area and threw himself down on the couch. Frowning, he beckoned her closer. “You will tell me every detail of this dirty fantasy of yours. Leave out nothing or your punishment will be severe. Do you understand?”


Siobhan!  Unseen, Lachlan had watched her grow from child to woman.  Drawn to her as he'd been to no other through the long centuries of his life.  Unlike the other humans that he and his brother had played with, a single night of bed sport with Siobhan would never be enough.  Lachlan intended to claim her body and soul—for all time.


Drawn repeatedly to the border of the crumbling estate where she'd played as a child, Siobhan had resisted the haunting allure of the place and the compelling presence she felt watching her.  But when the delectable Lachlan invaded her dreams and called to her, Siobhan could resist no longer.  Today she would cross the border and damn the consequences.


**Please note that this is the second book in the "Fae Lovers" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Stranded," "Siobhan's Desire," and "Sister Mary Does A Faery."


READER ADVISORY:  


This is an erotic, paranormal short story (approximately 7,900 words / 37 pages in length) featuring hot, graphic scenes involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!


EXCERPT:


Firm lips brushed Siobhan's in the lightest of caresses.  A soft sigh granted her lover further access to explore and his tongue boldly stroked hers, twining and teasing; his taste as sweet and decadent as the richest chocolate.  Siobhan ran her fingers through his long, silky hair then down his back, delighting in the feel of ridged muscle under warm skin.  She pulled his lean body closer, her aching n*pples rubbing against his chest.


Abandoning her mouth to trail his lips down her neck, he kissed a tantalizing path to her bre*sts, suckling first one hard bud and then the other as she moaned with pleasure.  Siobhan wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his butt, eager for the hard er*ction pressing so deliciously between her thighs.  He rocked his hips, his p*nis sliding in her slippery juices, the head of his c*ck abrading her cl*t as he moved back and forth in languorous temptation.


Siobhan reached between them, wanting—needing—that hard c*ck inside of her.  She guided him in, groaning at the perfect melding as their bodies joined.  Lachlan!  His beautiful eyes met hers, desire a hot, molten glow in their green depths.  With slow relish he smiled and then rotated his hips, wringing a gasp of pleasure from Siobhan.  His c*ck pulsed inside of her as he began to thrust, leisurely at first, then faster, f*cking her with consummate skill.


Running her hands down his chest, Siobhan encircled his p*nis, the tips of her fingers lightly caressing the sensitive underside of his c*ck as he pumped in and out of her wetness.  Tension wound tighter in her belly each time he withdrew to his crown and then buried himself to the hilt in her soft, yielding flesh.


Close to the edge, Siobhan loosed a wrenching whimper of dismay when he severed their intimate connection.  But her disappointment was short-lived.  Crouching between her spread legs, he put his mouth to her p*ssy and flicked her cl*t with his tongue, teasing and laving the tender flesh until Siobhan was writhing helplessly under him. 


 With exquisite timing, he re-entered her in one smooth, deep thrust.  Opening her knees wider, Siobhan dug her fingers into his firm ass and drove her hips upward, eager to be filled, shivering at the sensual friction of his er*ction stroking her sensitized flesh. 


 Panting, teetering on the cusp of ecstasy, Siobhan cried out as her muscles clenched his c*ck in shuddering orgasm.  Wave after wave crashed over her, her p*ssy gripping his p*nis and milking him of every last drop of hot seed.


Hot, lusty, and compelling – no woman can resist when the magical Fae come to play.  This volume contains the first three books in the Fae Lovers Series:

Stranded (Fae Lovers – Book 1):

When her rental car dies leaving Kate stranded on a deserted country road, she's rescued by Connor and Lachlan.  Two delectable brothers living all alone in a grand house in the Scottish Highlands.  

But what Kate doesn't know is that her stranding was engineered by Fae magic and Connor and Lachlan are not at all what they appear to be.  For these two lusty Fae brothers are eager to play and lucky Kate is their playmate of choice. 

(For a story excerpt, see the description on this book's sales page).

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Siobhan's Desire (Fae Lovers – Book 2):

Siobhan!  Unseen, Lachlan had watched her grow from child to woman.  Drawn to her as he'd been to no other through the long centuries of his life.  Unlike the other humans that he and his brother had played with, a single night of bed sport with Siobhan would never be enough.  Lachlan intended to claim her body and soul—for all time.

Drawn repeatedly to the border of the crumbling estate where she'd played as a child, Siobhan had resisted the haunting allure of the place and the compelling presence she felt watching her.  But when the delectable Lachlan invaded her dreams and called to her, Siobhan could resist no longer.  Today she would cross the border and damn the consequences.

(For a story excerpt, see the description on this book's sales page).

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Sister Mary Does A Faery (Fae Lovers – Book 3):

Raised by the nuns of Thistlemere Abbey, Mary's future seems decided.  She'll join their order and live out her life in peaceful service to others.  But an unexpected encounter in the woods with the mysterious and tantalizing Connor jolts Mary from her path, inciting her curiosity and arousing a hunger for sensual pleasures that Connor is more than willing to satisfy.

Connor of the Fae is delighted at his unanticipated meeting with the lovely Mary but appalled to learn that the innocent young woman is contemplating becoming a nun.  Before Mary chooses a celibate life, Connor is determined that she should experience the carnal pleasures that she'll be forsaking.  And who better to teach her than the master himself?

(For a story excerpt, see the description on this book's sales page).


READER ADVISORY:  

This is a collection of three erotic fantasy stories (approximately 30,000 words total) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations involving the magical Fae.  Each of these books can also be purchased on their own.  Enjoy!

 

An empty pub, four smokin' hot guys playing pool, and a very interested bartender looking on. There's more afoot than a game of eight ball, Lisa surmised with a thrill of lusty anticipation.

When faced with all of that yummy male goodness, what's a girl to do but ask, “Can I play?”

READER ADVISORY:  

This is an erotic short story (approximately 5,200 words in length) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations between consenting adults.  Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Game of pool tonight?

A slow smile curved my lips at the four innocuous words.  No wonder Kyle had been such a randy guy these last few days.  Not that our love life was pedestrian, by any means, but now and again Kyle became particularly amorous.  A sure sign that he had a plan brewing.

I glanced through the pictures attached to the text and shook my head in bemusement.  He certainly knew my tastes—attractive but not too enticing.  Not that Kyle had anything to worry about; I knew the moment that I set eyes on him that he was the one.  And even after four years together, the man still made me drool.

Absolutely!  I texted back, excited butterflies churning in my stomach.  We hadn't played this particular game in a while but previous diversions had never failed to delight.

The rest of the work day was blessedly short as website design took a firm backseat to keen expectation of the night ahead.  Working for yourself has some definite advantages.  The freedom to quit early and indulge in a relaxing bubble bath being just one example.

Shedding my robe, I slid into the warm, jasmine-scented water, lightly stroking my skin as I eagerly contemplated the coming evening.  I've always had a good imagination so merely thinking about the night's impending activities was enough to get me aroused.  

Trailing my fingers lower I found my sweet spot, rubbing and fondling the sensitive nub.  As my arousal built, I remembered the last time Kyle and I had made love in the tub.  The delicious feel of his hard body slipping inside of mine, filling and stretching me, the water sloshing as he flexed in and out.

I closed my eyes and imagined my hands caressing his wet skin, cupping his firm ass to pull him deeper.  Ah, there was nothing more gratifying than having my man inside me doing what he does best.

The tension in my belly spiraled tighter as I lost myself in remembrance of Kyle loving me, driving me higher with each pistoning thrust while his tongue tangled with mine.  Once again, I felt my fingers curling around his flesh where our slippery bodies became one, the light touch intensifying the building friction.

My vivid mental images and busy hands soon sparked a physical reaction.  I came with a rush, gasping at the pleasure of muscles clenching in the unique ecstasy of fulfillment.  

Though all too brief, the incomparable bliss of climax left me smiling and boneless with satisfaction.  As I relaxed back into the water's sensuous embrace, I couldn't help wondering—and not for the first time—how any adult resisted becoming a sex addict.

* * * * *

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, I surveyed my reflection with smug approval.  Certain clothing was preferable for a successful game.  Sexy enough to tease and tantalize while still covering the goodies until the time was right.  Inflaming the carnal appetite was key.  

The tiny skirt and loose, flirty crop top just barely covered my assets—as long as I didn't bend over.  And if I did, the black thong underneath, little more than strands of ribbon tied decorously together, was enough to make any male's eyes pop.

As well as other parts of their anatomy, I thought, lips curving with lusty anticipation.  I slipped on a pair of heels, added a dash of lipcolor and a spritz of my favorite fragrance, and headed out the door.

Game on!





When her rental car dies leaving Kate stranded on a deserted country road, she's rescued by Connor and Lachlan.  Two delectable brothers living all alone in a grand house in the Scottish Highlands.  




But what Kate doesn't know is that her stranding was engineered by Fae magic and Connor and Lachlan are not at all what they appear to be.  For these two lusty Fae brothers are eager to play and lucky Kate is their playmate of choice.


**Please note that this is the first book in the "Fae Lovers" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Stranded," "Siobhan's Desire," and "Sister Mary Does A Faery."




WARNING:  This is an erotic paranormal short story (approximately 8,900 words in length) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!




EXCERPT:


Reclining in the ornate, footed tub—not quite large enough for three, but darn close—Kate closed her eyes and luxuriated in the languid warmth spreading through her body, driving away the chill.  Silken bubbles caressed her skin, scenting the humid air with lilac and jasmine.


Delightfully relaxed, she pondered the strange circumstances that had brought her to this house, a guest of two of the most delicious men she'd ever met.  Hard to believe they were brothers; there was no family resemblance beyond mutual attractiveness.  With nothing more pressing on her mind, Kate considered which she would choose, if given the opportunity.


In the past, she'd favored dark coloring over fair, but Connor had a certain boyishness that Kate found very appealing.  Still, she couldn't discount Lachlan whose merest touch reduced her to mush.  A choice between them would be difficult indeed.  


But, then again, why choose?  How about a lovely male sandwich cookie with herself as the cream filling?  


Kate smiled at the beguiling carnal thoughts, her skin flushing in imagined anticipation.  The water stirred sluggishly around her, teasing her nipples and swirling between her thighs like the soft questing touch of a lover's fingertips.  


Liquid heat lapped at her skin and Kate shivered at the delightful sensation of firm lips nuzzling her breasts; nibbling the hard buds of her nipples.  Lost in sensual imagining, she parted her knees and the bathwater pulsed against her clit in erotic simulation of a clever tongue laving her tender flesh.  


Flowing in and out of her pussy in slow seductive waves, the water assumed the arousing aspect of long male fingers priming her for penetration.  Desire fired her blood and Kate moaned softly.


The water surged with greater force, stroking her sensitized skin and winding the tension in her belly tighter and tighter.  Groin atingle with pent-up need, Kate opened her legs wider.  More.  Her hungry cunt demanded more than mere fingers.  And the living water complied.  Rushing to fill her, it thrust in and out, driving her higher with all the sensations of a hard cock wielded by a skilled lover.


Kate panted, the water sloshing as she drove her hips upward to meet each downward thrust.  Fondling her clit, she squeezed and caressed first one nipple and then the other while the slippery penis fucked her harder, driving her toward an explosive climax.  With a cry, the shuddering orgasm took her, muscles contracting around a hard cock that couldn't possibly be there.




 

Aphrodite's Tears—a fountain supposedly cursed by the goddess of love herself.  Now there's a not-to-be-missed sight.  Or so thought travel writer Anna Sutton as she went in search of the mysterious and fabled fountain in the Greek village of Makrynitsa.

What Anna could not have foreseen, however, was the storm of carnal desire unleashed by the water's touch.  Nor the handsome stranger—also infected—who believes that Anna is meant for him.

**Please note that this is the second book in the "Carnal Pleasures" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "Dream A Carnal Dream - Carnal Pleasures Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Carnal Gardens," "Carnal Fountain," and "Carnal Dancing."

READER ADVISORY:  

This is an erotic short story (approximately 10,000 words in length) featuring hot, graphic sexual situations between consenting adults.  Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

I moved closer to the fountain, drawn by the water's gentle siren's call.  The stone seemed to glow brighter as I approached.  Surely an illusion caused by my stressed senses?  A cool mist feathered my skin, subtly easing the distressing sensitivity.  

Reaching out, I caught the fall of water in my cupped palm then pressed my damp fingers to my throat.  The fountain had already done its damage, further exposure could hardly hurt.

Unbuttoning the first few buttons on my dress, I gathered more water and dribbled it over my chest.  As the water dripped onto the curve of my breasts, I moaned at the alluring caress; my skin's painful sensitivity morphing into delightful pleasure.  

I wanted more.  

Slipping a strap off my shoulder to bare one breast, I moistened my fingertips and fondled my aching nip*ple.  A shock of pure lust jolted through my body.

The urge to tear off my clothes and frolic in the fountain intensified.  Taking a firm grip on my wavering control, I contented myself with pushing my dress to my waist and arching both breasts into the falling curtain of water.  Sensuous as the brush of finest silk on my skin, I shivered with unbridled desire as I cupped and squeezed my wet breasts and hardened nipp*les.

I was so lost to physical need that I didn't even start when Fegan's hands encircled my bare waist, his fingers splaying across my ribs.  How did I know that it was his body pressed against mine?  His lips burning a path down the curve of my neck?  I can't say.  I only knew that it couldn't be anyone else.

He nibbled my shoulder, pulling my hips tightly back against his groin.  I could feel his hard erection through the thin fabric of my dress.  Such a slight barrier denying me heaven.  I moved my butt, rubbing against his engorged c*ock.  Groaning, he slipped his hand inside my dress to cup my mound.  I shuddered at the sublime touch of his fingers on my aching pus*sy.

With tormenting leisure, he stroked my slit, zeroing in on my cli*t and encircling the tender nub.  I was slippery with lubrication, writhing in his hold.  He rubbed his groin against my ass, his jeans a frustrating impediment that I wanted gone.

I tried to turn around, intent on getting him naked with all due speed, but he held me firmly against him and continued to fondle my cu*nt while he ground against my ass.  My heart thundered in time to his.  I gasped with delight when he slipped a finger inside of me and began pumping, pushing me closer to the edge of climax.

His left hand slid from my waist to cup my breast, adding to my spiraling pleasure as he gently squeezed and massaged my taut nip*ple.  The tension built until I teetered on the brink.  Then, with a flick of his fingernail across my cli*t, he pushed me over.  

I shuddered and cried out, my muscles clenching his invading finger.  Fegan continued to stroke me until the last spasm had passed.  Even then he held me close until our breathing had eased.

At least until mine had.

 

Siobhan!  Unseen, Lachlan had watched her grow from child to woman.  Drawn to her as he'd been to no other through the long centuries of his life.  Unlike the other humans that he and his brother had played with, a single night of bed sport with Siobhan would never be enough.  Lachlan intended to claim her body and soul—for all time.


Drawn repeatedly to the border of the crumbling estate where she'd played as a child, Siobhan had resisted the haunting allure of the place and the compelling presence she felt watching her.  But when the delectable Lachlan invaded her dreams and called to her, Siobhan could resist no longer.  Today she would cross the border and damn the consequences.


**Please note that this is the second book in the "Fae Lovers" series. The series is available as individual stories or as a collection titled "To Play With The Fae - Fae Lovers Collection, Volume 1." The collection contains "Stranded," "Siobhan's Desire," and "Sister Mary Does A Faery."


READER ADVISORY:  


This is an erotic, paranormal short story (approximately 7,900 words / 37 pages in length) featuring hot, graphic scenes involving the magical Fae (also known as faeries - though most definitely not of the Tinkerbell variety).  Enjoy!


EXCERPT:


Firm lips brushed Siobhan's in the lightest of caresses.  A soft sigh granted her lover further access to explore and his tongue boldly stroked hers, twining and teasing; his taste as sweet and decadent as the richest chocolate.  Siobhan ran her fingers through his long, silky hair then down his back, delighting in the feel of ridged muscle under warm skin.  She pulled his lean body closer, her aching n*pples rubbing against his chest.


Abandoning her mouth to trail his lips down her neck, he kissed a tantalizing path to her bre*sts, suckling first one hard bud and then the other as she moaned with pleasure.  Siobhan wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his butt, eager for the hard er*ction pressing so deliciously between her thighs.  He rocked his hips, his p*nis sliding in her slippery juices, the head of his c*ck abrading her cl*t as he moved back and forth in languorous temptation.


Siobhan reached between them, wanting—needing—that hard c*ck inside of her.  She guided him in, groaning at the perfect melding as their bodies joined.  Lachlan!  His beautiful eyes met hers, desire a hot, molten glow in their green depths.  With slow relish he smiled and then rotated his hips, wringing a gasp of pleasure from Siobhan.  His c*ck pulsed inside of her as he began to thrust, leisurely at first, then faster, f*cking her with consummate skill.


Running her hands down his chest, Siobhan encircled his p*nis, the tips of her fingers lightly caressing the sensitive underside of his c*ck as he pumped in and out of her wetness.  Tension wound tighter in her belly each time he withdrew to his crown and then buried himself to the hilt in her soft, yielding flesh.


Close to the edge, Siobhan loosed a wrenching whimper of dismay when he severed their intimate connection.  But her disappointment was short-lived.  Crouching between her spread legs, he put his mouth to her p*ssy and flicked her cl*t with his tongue, teasing and laving the tender flesh until Siobhan was writhing helplessly under him. 


 With exquisite timing, he re-entered her in one smooth, deep thrust.  Opening her knees wider, Siobhan dug her fingers into his firm ass and drove her hips upward, eager to be filled, shivering at the sensual friction of his er*ction stroking her sensitized flesh. 


 Panting, teetering on the cusp of ecstasy, Siobhan cried out as her muscles clenched his c*ck in shuddering orgasm.  Wave after wave crashed over her, her p*ssy gripping his p*nis and milking him of every last drop of hot seed.


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