Karibu Heat (Sequel to Kabana Heat) (17 page)

“Together,
please. I want you both inside me at the same time. I want us all to come
together. But hurry, I’m about to…”

“You got it,
babe,” Keefer said.

“Ready?” Jager
asked.

“Yes!” she
screamed.

Four manly,
strong arms encircled her. She became the center of a tight human sandwich,
chests pressed tightly to her front and back. They both pulled back, the heads
of their cocks the only thing remaining inside her.

She relaxed,
breathed, waited for the moment…

And they
simultaneously pushed inside her.

The
double-penetration proved to be the most unbelievable experience of her life.
There was no stopping the orgasm. It exploded inside her, seesawing from front
to back to front to back, over and over. Her toes curled beneath the water, her
fingers tingled,
her
nipples ached deliciously as the
pleasure washed through her entire body.

Their growling
releases filled her ears just as she started to float back to the bay. Wet heat
suffused through her pelvis and became instant lubrication. She stroked herself
down on their cocks and drew out the last drops of their come.

Her head swam.
She let go and flopped to the side, easing them out of her pussy and ass. They
released her and she lay there floating on her back in a swoon, staring up at
the pristine-blue sky.

“Oh. My.
Fucking. Gosh.
That
is what I’ve been
missing out on all this time?”

They both
chuckled and dipped under the water. They came up, one on each side of her.
Their arms slid beneath her back. One at a time, they started licking and
sucking a nipple. The pull of sexual desire stirred again.

“Don’t worry,”
Jager said, his lips brushing over one peak. “We’ve got a lifetime together to
make up for it.”

Keefer kissed
her cheek, such a sweet gesture after all that hotness. “And the rest of a
two-week honeymoon. Wanna go again?” he asked with a roguish grin, and squeezed
her ass beneath the water.

“Funny. You
think you’re not going to get your turn?” Anjelee pushed away from them and
swam toward the dock. Over her shoulder, she shouted, “Well, you will, believe
me. But I need to eat something first. I’m so hungry I could eat a shark.”

As she raced
away from them, butterflies fluttered in her stomach. The hunt was on again.

But then she
heard chattering beyond the mouth of the bay. She stopped, turned and watched
as three dolphins leaped up, did a dance atop the water, then dove in and swam
off in a choreographed twist-and-spin around each other. It appeared they were
wound together as one, pledged to each other.

“Hm, just like
us.” She smiled and went to get brunch. She would need the energy, that’s for
damn sure.

Dear
Readers,

I hope you
enjoyed
Karibu Heat
! Don’t miss the
loosely connected prequel,
Kabana Heat
,
out now at Samhain Publishing. Please take time to indulge in the three tasty
excerpts that follow. One is by my dear friend and one of my favorite authors,
Lynn LaFleur, entitled WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR
?,
currently available. The second is a snippet of my upcoming release, SULTAN OF
SINN, a sci-fi erotic romance menage. Next is my light BDSM erotic romance
titled PRETTY IN KINK, coming
soon.

For a list of
more upcoming Titania Ladley books, as well as currently available titles,
please see the last page following all excerpts, or visit my website.

Thank you for
your interest in my books!

Warmest regards,

Titania Ladley

www.TitaniaLadley.com

What Are Friends For?

An excerpt by Lynn LaFleur

Available now!

www.LynnLaFleur.com

Luke drew her
into his arms and kissed her—not the easy, gentle kiss he'd given her in
the pool, but one of passion and heat. He thrust his tongue into her mouth,
giving her a small taste of what he planned to soon do to her body. Sliding his
hands down her back, he cupped her ass and lifted her.

"Wrap your
legs around my waist."

She obeyed him
without hesitation. Kissing her again, Luke carried Erin across the patio. The
moon's position in the sky let its rays flow over the L-shaped couch in the
pool house. Holding her tightly, he lowered her to the couch and followed her
down to lie on top of her. He bucked his hips, driving his hard flesh against
her pussy.

Erin whimpered.
She clutched his hair in both hands, drove her tongue into his mouth. Luke
reached behind her neck, unhooked her swimsuit. Drawing one cup down, he laid
his hand on her bare breast. He circled her nipple over and over with his thumb
until it stood up, as if begging to be sucked. He longed to draw that hard peak
into his mouth, but didn't want to stop kissing her. Her mouth tasted of wine,
of night, of sin.

A
potent combination.

Luke groaned at
the feel of Erin's hands sliding beneath the waistband of his swimsuit. She dug
her fingernails into his ass, lifted her hips and rubbed her pussy against his
cock.

"Please,"
she said against his lips. "I need you inside me."

Nothing would
make him happier than to bury his dick inside her sweet pussy. If he did that
now, he'd come much too quickly. He didn't want their first time to be over
moments after it began.

He pinched her
nipple, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "I think there are other things I
need to do first. Don't you?"

Not giving her
the chance to answer his rhetorical question, Luke rose to his knees between
her thighs. Slipping his hands behind her back, he unhooked the other fastening
to her swimsuit top. He drew it away from her body and tossed it to the floor.

"Damn,"
he whispered.

Luke cradled her
breasts in both hands, pushed them together and up. The moonlight shone on the
plump mounds, letting him see the areolas surrounding her hard nipples. He
kneaded her breasts while caressing the nipples with his thumbs. Each pass of
his thumbs caused Erin to gasp softly.

"You like
this?"

"Yes."

"Want
more?"

"Yessssss."

He had to kiss
her again before he drew a firm nipple into his mouth. He clamped his teeth
around the base of it, flicked it with his tongue. Erin squirmed beneath him,
arched her back as if trying to get more of her breast into his mouth. He
kneaded each mound while he sucked one nipple, then the other. Back and forth,
he gave each peak equal attention.

Erin tunneled
her fingers into his hair. "Don't stop.
Please
don't stop."

Sultan Of Sinn

An
excerpt by Titania Ladley

A
Sci-Fi Erotic Romance Menage

Coming
soon!

“Damn you,
Wulfgor, unbind me at once!” Vanya’s lean body tensed and jerked against the
ropes he’d bound her with. Her tangerine eyes glittered with hatred. The mere
thought of the succulent fruit made Wulfgor’s stomach growl. But he ignored the
discomfort and instead gazed upon her unusual beauty. He could vividly remember
the silken smoothness of her skin and the damp sheath of her womanhood clamped
around his cock.

Christ.

“And have you
imprison me with your magic-wielding hands, like you did with Dorado and all
the others? I don’t think so,” Wulfgor snarled. “I was lucky as it was that you
weren’t able to reach me from here to your Zolor moon to faxion me down in one
of your suffocating solandric prison tubes.”

She tried to
kick him, but the ropes held her just out of range. “Ooh, I’ll put you in
prison all right, you—”

He took three
long strides and stopped only when his body aligned with hers. “And you would
do that, wouldn’t you? Lock me up in one of your jail cells?”

Her eyes did
that marblish swirl of orange and black that he recalled, a sign that two of
her emotions, lust and anger to be precise, were at odds with one another.
“Yes,” she hissed. “For the rest of your life.”

Sardonic
laughter vibrated through his body. Then he looked down to find that the desire
had overtaken the ire in her eyes.
Except he wasn’t taking
the bait, not yet anyway.
“But not before you get what you want from me,
right, Vanya?”

“Are you mad?”
Her husky voice, laced by her accented, broken English, stirred Wulfgor’s
passion just as it always had. But he’d fight it for as long as his body could
withstand her allures. Or until that fucking Zane showed his face. “You know
you commit treason against the Sultana of Sinn. Former lover or not, your head
is as good as separated from your shoulders. My sentries will be upon you in no
time.”

He raised a
mocking
brow,
aware she’d skirted the issue of
begetting a baby heir from him. It might be a bit amusing to see how she
approached that topic within the confines of her current…dilemma.

“Based on your
message through Dorado, I think not. I think you need my head attached to my
shoulders and my virility intact—at least until you get what you want
from me.”

“You bastard.”
She yanked on the restraints, this time planting her feet apart and shoving
against him with her pelvis. The move didn’t budge Wulfgor, but it made her
breasts jiggle and swell further over the curve-hugging, low-cut white gown she
wore. Wulfgor sucked in a breath when the sight awakened desires in his
long-dead loins, urges he thought to never feel again. Seemingly unaware of her
sultry charms, she continued to fight and growl. His gaze shot to where her
biceps muscle flexed against a coiling armband made of an orange alloy that
matched her eyes perfectly.

“I swear,
Wulfgor, you lowly, Earthling barbarian, you will pay for—”

“Lowly?” he cut in
and slipped his arms around her waist. The slam of her groin into his proved
akin to an asteroid explosion. His jaw tensed, his body trembled. He couldn’t
resist. He ground their bodies together, his rising erection no longer able to
be ignored. “You didn’t seem to think I was lowly a nano-year ago. Maybe that
makes
you
a barbarian.”

She gasped, the
lust now a full-blown glower in her eyes. But the wily ruler appeared to be
tongue-tied. Her luscious breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, the
nipples like twin-sharp gems scraping his ribs. A vague sheen of sweat
glistened over her upper chest and bare shoulders.

Ah yes, whether
she cared to admit it or not, she was aroused by him, her body fully prepared
to mate.

Pretty In Kink

An
excerpt by Titania Ladley

A
Light BDSM Erotic Romance

Coming
soon!

“Raise your
ass.” His feral gaze branded every inch of her flesh, finally resting on her
cunt. It was as if he’d lit a torch there, and she groaned as she raised her
hips, waiting for his next order. “Then I want you to slowly remove those
soaked little lace panties.”

Britt let out a strangled moan when she
started to do just
that,
rid herself of the tiny
barrier. The upward undulation of her pelvis wrought a pleased groan from him.
It forced him to let go of his cock and assist her in doing away with the
impediment that stood between them. Diego peeled the garment off each leg and
tossed it over his shoulder without taking his eyes from her pussy.

He bent over her
on all fours, his wild gaze slowly traveling up her body, finally boring into
hers. A barely contained restraint glowed in their ice-blue depths, and she
knew a moment of her own power, of her own dominance, despite becoming the
submissive in this little game he played with her.

“Have you ever heard
of a safe word?” he asked, leaning down to blow a hot breath on her right
nipple. It hardened into a tight pebble and sent a lash of heat straight to her
womb.

“A safe word?
No, I haven’t…”

He pinched the right strap of her gaping
lace bra, slid it down and off her arm, and then pulled it under her from the
opposite side. It remained looped on her left shoulder, but it didn’t stay
there for long. He dragged the second strap down her arm until it stopped at
her left wrist. With his free hand, he set her other arm on her bare belly, and
wound and secured the bra around both wrists.

“Son of a bitch,
so damn pretty,” he growled, scouring the coals of his eyes over her. “Mm,
yeah, kinkiness definitely suits you.”

Diego stepped a
knee over one of her thighs, then the other, pinning her legs together. His
erect cock and tight sac loomed just above her moist quim. It sent a buzz of
ecstasy through her, and at first, she thought he’d planned to move higher, to
crawl up and slide his rod between her lips. Her mouth salivated at that
thought, and she imagined it would taste salty and faintly bitter at once. But
instead, Diego closed his legs tighter still, holding her thighs captive
between his knees.

“You’ll need a safe word, babe, a word
that means ‘stop’, because I’m going to do things to you. Things you’re going
to discover you love, and some that I suspect you’ve never had done to you
before. But I’m warning you, these things…they’ll be naughty, wicked…and
completely irresistible.”

He yanked her
bound arms above her head, closed a hot palm over the globe of one breast and
touched his lips to hers. His eyes remained open staring into hers as he snaked
his tongue out to trace her mouth. He waited like a predator sampling his live
prey just before the kill, calm yet prepared to pounce as soon as she murmured
her safe word.

“Give me a word,
babe. Any word at all.”

“Pink,” she
finally choked out, unable to stand the tortured suspense any longer of what
depravity his lessons might include.

That one
colorful little word was all it took. The floodgates burst open. He flipped her
over with a growl so that her bare ass became his for the taking.

Oh, sweet Jesus!

It was too late
to change her mind, even if she wanted to. But Britt had no intention of
stopping this delicious foreplay. She willingly tumbled into the clutches of
wild, smoldering madness.