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!
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.
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!
Books by Siera Saunders:
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)
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)
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."
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!
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.
Well, who could refuse such an intriguing invitation? Certainly not single, thirty-something Sarah who is longing to shake up her life in a big way.
Unable to resist the promise of carnal pleasures, Sarah books the vacation of a lifetime at the elegant, country manor of Grayson Estate never imagining how far reality will outstrip her wildest fantasy.
**Please note that this is the first 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."
WARNING: In this erotic short story (approximately 7,000 words in length), you'll enjoy self-stimulation, multiple partners, oral, and outdoor loving in hot, graphic detail. All between consenting adults, of course. Have fun :) .
“Remove your robe,” a disembodied male voice rumbled from the darkness. “No clothing is permitted beyond this point.”
Peering around, I sought the owner of that lovely, rumbling baritone, but saw only the vague outline of a tall body in the shadows between two of the torches. I hesitated a moment feeling both shy and a bit wicked at disrobing in front of someone I couldn't see. But when he didn't speak again, I unbelted the robe and let the silky material slide from my shoulders and pool at my feet. I felt terribly exposed as he remained silent, watching me. While I love how desirable I feel when a lover devours my body with their eyes, this unseen stranger's quiet regard made me self-conscious. Of their own nervous accord, my hands began to creep up to cover my private parts.
“Stop,” he ordered. “You have a beautiful body and I wish to enjoy it.” I saw the shadowy outline shift, but he remained outside the circle of light.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine, I couldn't help thinking, curious to know if the man's face and form were as delectable as his sexy voice. Still, this was all part of the fantasy, the foreplay to the main event, as it were, so I dropped my hands to my side and attempted to relax under his watchful gaze.
“Better, but not quite what I want. Touch yourself.” The soft words from out of the blackness shivered down my spine. “I wish to see what pleases you.”
Well, this was new. None of my previous lovers had elected to watch rather than participate in arousing me. I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about pleasuring myself in front of this stranger, but something in his voice encouraged compliance, so I stroked my hands across my belly, over my ribs, and onto the soft swell of my breasts. My nipples were already perky and as I gently squeezed and massaged them into further hardness, I imagined my watcher's lips and tongue nibbling and sucking.
Those images, in turn, ignited a tingling interest in my groin and, without conscious thought, I moved one hand to stroke between my legs. I spread the silky wetness to my clit and began lightly rubbing the sensitized nub. My mental movie coupled with my body's arousal had me so enthralled that, when he spoke again, I started at the interruption.
“Very good,” he breathed in a voice roughened by lust. “Come closer and recline there.” He waved at a raised, stone platform with a well-padded top. With that brief gesture, his arm abandoned the shadows to reveal a muscled forearm sprinkled with dark hair. Long, slender fingers put me in mind of a musician or artist, and tantalized with sensuous images of touching and caressing. I was hungry to see the rest of him.
Crossing to the indicated lounger, I settled myself upon it, positioning my body so that, with legs spread, he had an unobstructed view. The desire I'd heard in his voice ignited a wantonness that both amazed and thrilled me. I continued to stroke my dripping slit, lightly swirling my finger around my clit, the tension building by the minute. Was he waiting for me to come? Would he show himself then?
Born before man recorded time, I lived for thousands of years believing myself to be something I’m not.
Someone I’m not.
Lied to and betrayed by gods, Daimons and Dark-Hunters, I’ve struggled to find my way in a world where I’ve been cursed since the moment I was prematurely ripped from my mother and planted into the womb of an innocent woman who thought me her son.
Trained as a slayer and predator, I learned to fit in and stay low. To become a tool for evil. Until I was sent to kill the one woman I couldn’t. My hesitation cost her her life.
Or so I thought. In an act of betrayal that makes all the others pale in comparison, I’ve learned that this world is an illusion and that my Phoebe still lives.
Now I will have to travel into the very pits of Hades to try and save her, even as everyone around me attempts to steal what little soul I have left. There’s only one person at my back and I’m not sure I can trust her either, for she was born of an enemy race. Yet sometimes the road to redemption is one that singes us to our very core. And if I fail to find the answers I need to save Phoebe, more than just my wife will die.
We will lose the world. Both human and Daimon.
At the Publisher's request, this title is being sold without Digital Rights Management Software (DRM) applied.
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."
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!
“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.”
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 :) .
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?”