by Opal Carew
He thrust again and again. She arched against him, her body quivering in his arms. He pounded deep and hard and she began that wonderful trill he knew so well. Her passage grasped him impossibly tight, making him ache. Pleasure vibrated through him as he filled her over and over.
“Yes, I’m…” She sucked in a breath, her face glowing. “Coming,” she wailed.
He drove into her, holding off his own need to release, keeping her orgasm going as long as he could.
“Come. For. Me,” she insisted, still riding her wave of pleasure.
He smiled and let go of his restraint. Two more pumps and his cock pulsed, then heat blazed through him as he exploded inside her.
Her wails grew louder as he continued to ride her, sending her over the edge again. He eased back a bit as she caught her breath, then pumped harder to another shattering orgasm.
Finally, he slowed his pace and kissed her tenderly. She sighed happily, ready to collapse, but then he swirled inside her delightful pussy and she moaned again. He kept her on the edge with slow, short thrusts, watching the need grow in her eyes. Then at just the right time, he thrust deep and she toppled over the edge one more time.
When he finally slowed to a stop, she fell back on the bed, still clinging to him, trying to catch her breath.
He turned his head to see Jenna staring at them with a beaming smile.
“I never thought I’d be okay watching my man making love to another woman,” she said, “but it is so freaking hot.” She stroked some stray hair from Casey’s face. “Of course, being in love with the other woman makes all the difference.”
Casey laughed and pressed her hand against Darrick’s chest until he rolled onto his back between them. Casey prowled across Darrick to kiss Jenna. He smiled at the two of them embracing over him, watching their mouths work together as their tongues explored each other. Then they dropped down on him and both kissed him at the same time. He shot his tongue out and the three of them tangled together in a wet dance.
Fakkreh, his cock was rising all over again.
Casey and Jenna grinned at each other, then slid down and each grasped his cock. Then their soft lips surrounded him and glided up and down.
“Gattra, we’ve got to stop sometime,” he groaned.
Both of them sat up and stared at him with the same impish smile. He ached at the loss of their sweet attention.
“If that’s what you want,” Casey said. “Or, if you’re tired, you could just lie there and relax while I do the work.”
Casey grasped his cock again and settled over him, her back to him, then pushed the tip into her pussy. Once she was sitting on him, his cock deep inside her warmth, she stroked her big, full breasts. She took his hand and pressed it between her legs. Need coiled inside him, growing more desperate as he felt a cock sprouting up from her again.
“Now I can be fucked by your enormous cock while I fuck Jenna with mine.”
Jenna licked her lips. The sight of Casey gliding down Darrick’s cock had made her insides melt with need. Then when Casey’s cock reappeared, but this time with her breasts staying soft and feminine, and Darrick’s cock inside her pussy, Jenna nearly chocked with need.
“I’m not afraid of a little work,” Darrick said, the words rumbling from his chest as he slid his arm around Casey’s waist and sat up.
He rolled both of them over, poised above Jenna and grasped Casey’s cock, then pressed it into Jenna’s soft folds.
“Oh, yes,” Jenna cried as Casey’s cock dipped inside her.
Then Darrick drove forward, pushing Casey deep into Jenna.
Jenna cried out at the intense pleasure. She loved how they were both fucking her at the same time again. It was exhilarating to know that Darrick’s big cock was inside Casey’s pussy, while Casey’s cock was inside Jenna.
Darrick pulsed forward again and Jenna lost coherent thought. The cock inside her drove in deep, again and again. Casey began to moan with a delicate trill, a sound so erotic Jenna’s whole body trembled. The cock drove in deep again and bliss surged through her. She gasped, then moaned.
Ohhhh… I’m coming,” Jenna wailed.
Casey cried out, then moaned, “Me, too.”
Darrick kept pumping and the pleasure blasted through her in a mind-blowing orgasm. Darrick drove deep again, then groaned.
“Oh!” Casey shrilled, her eyes widening in surprise, then Jenna felt the surge of hot liquid inside her.
The sight of Casey caught off guard at a second, quite different orgasm tickled Jenna, but the feel of Casey coming inside her catapulted her over the edge again. She moaned as she rode the wave of delight.
Finally, the three of them collapsed on the bed, Jenna giggling hysterically. Casey laughed, too, and Darrick scooped them both close to him, one on each side of his body, one of his big arms around each of them.
Jenna snuggled in close, feeling more loved than she ever had in her life. And knowing that would forever be true.
She’d found the man of her dreams. And a woman she’d never dreamed she could love, but now knew was as important to her as life itself.
She never knew it would be possible to be this happy.
AFTERWORD
I hope you enjoyed Illicit Mate.
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EXCERPTS
Illicit Mate is the fourth story to be released of the five-story Abducted series. Keep an eye open for Captive Mate which will be released soon! (These stories can be read in any order.)
If you’d like to see more of Opal’s sci-fi romance, check out Slaves of Love, a heart-rending story of sacrifice, vengeance, and a painful journey towards love, which makes the ending all the sweeter.
If you liked Illicit Mate, but prefer contemporary romance to futuristic, you’ll love Mentor, one story in the Penthouse Pleasures series which follows the kinky Manhattanites who live in the six penthouse apartments of a luxury building.
Finally, if you want something a lot hotter, check out Tempting the Boss by Ruby Carew (Opal’s erotica pseudonym) which shows how far one woman will go to keep her job!
All of the above stories can be found at OpalCarew.com or RubyCarew.com.
Here is an excerpt for Mentor…
MENTOR
Elle distrusts love and relationships. Avi wants to fall in love and get married. Can he help her past her trauma so she can see how right they are together?
When Elle's friend arranges for her to see the inside of a fabulous, luxury penthouse, she never imagined she would find the sexiest man she's ever seen, blindfolded and bound to a chair.
A traumatic experience in her past has left Elle a shell of the vibrant, adventurous woman she once was, but the sight of this man's breathtaking body overrides her caution and leads her to make a very bad decision.
After she flees the scene, she hopes that unlike Cinderella, her Prince Charming will never find her. That hope goes up in smoke when he calls her the next day insisting on meeting her.
She doesn't believe in love and won't even consider his suggestion that they date, but when he offers her a no-strings-attached relationship where he'll bring her deepest fantasies to life, she finally agrees.
Unfortunately, she finds herself falling for him, and she knows that can only lead to the worst kind of pain.
Excerpt
Elle slid the key card into the slot and pulled it out, but the door didn’t unlock. She tried again but was still greeted with a red light.
Red. Stop. Walk away. That’s what the universe was telling her.
This wasn’t meant to be.
Or… was it telling her to try harder?
She wouldn’t give up on writing this book. That’s why she’d come up here in t
he first place. She’d decided it was long past time to finish the story she’d started and this was the first step. Everley had arranged for her to see the inside of one of the infamous penthouses in Beekman Place—the setting for her erotic romance story.
She pulled her shoulders back, deciding she would find a way to get into this place and look around. Everley had told her the new owners would be moving in this coming weekend, so this might be her last chance. She tried the key card a third time, and when it still didn’t work, she dug through her purse and pulled out her cell, then started to dial Everley, determined to show her friend she was committed to succeeding.
Before she could dial, she heard the door unlock. She stared at it, the green light blinking at her.
“Come in,” a deep voice said, and she realized it was coming from a speaker in the wall.
She grasped the handle and pressed it down, then pushed the door open tentatively and peered inside. Dazzling sunshine filled the large room beyond the foyer. Large windows spanned the wall facing the door, and continued around the corner to the left. A fabulous view of the water glittering in the sunlight took her breath away.
She saw that the place was furnished with high-end contemporary furniture—glossy walnut cabinets and tables, and leather couches and armchairs—which was odd because Everley had told her the place was empty until the new tenants moved in next week.
She stepped inside and let the door close behind her. She slipped off her shoes and walked past the marble-floored foyer, her stocking feet sinking into the plush carpet of the large room beyond. Now she could see the whole first floor of the two story open concept penthouse.
Her eyes widened as her gaze caught on a plain wooden chair facing the windows. In the chair was a man, his arms bound behind him.
Her heart stuttered as she darted forward to help him. But then she stopped cold as she realized he was stark naked.
And blindfolded.
His muscular arms were pulled tight behind him, the rope around his wrists threaded through the back of the very simple chair. A chair that didn’t fit the sumptuous luxury of the penthouse she’d barely had a chance to appreciate.
But now her focus was totally on him.
He was leaning back in the chair and seemed totally comfortable being naked and tied up, even with a stranger in the room. His head was turned toward her.
His face, what she could see of it, was exceptionally handsome. His chin rough with dark whiskers, neatly trimmed. His thick hair combed back from his face. His lips full, his nose perfect.
And his body was… breathtaking.
At this angle, his thick, muscular thigh blocked her view of his more intimate parts, but she got an eyeful of his tight, hard ass.
His body could have been sculpted by a master artist. It was perfect.
Utterly and intensely sexy.
And, God help her, she wanted to touch it.
“I’ve been waiting for you, baby. Come over here.”
His deep sexy voice took her breath away.
“You wanted to try something different. So here I am.”
His words startled her. Had Everley set this up?
Everley had been worried about Elle ever since she’d broken up with the jerk. Everley didn’t know the whole story, but she’d noticed how withdrawn Elle had become and had made it her mission to get Elle back in the saddle again. She’d even offered to set Elle up with one of the two sexy guys from the seventh floor that Elle couldn’t help drooling over every time she saw them. But Elle wasn’t ready to put herself in a vulnerable position again.
When that hadn’t worked, Everley, who knew Elle was the adventurous sort, had urged her to try something totally different. Something spontaneous and wicked.
Like fuck a complete stranger.
Oh, God, had this been a ruse to get her up here? Not to see the penthouse, but to do something wild and crazy?
Here she was being handed a chance to have sex with a stranger—a perfect sex God from the look of him—in a way where she felt safe. The guy was tied up. That meant she would be in total control.
How much safer could she be?
“I’m waiting, baby.”
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