Angel's Surrender (MFM)
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]
Angel Arts is a woman with a secret past. Gavin Marolf is a tall, amazingly muscular biker in a local gang that Angel has done artwork for. Gavin seems like the man of her dreams, other than his variety of unusual personal habits. When Gavin explains that he is actually a bounty hunter from another dimension, Angel is stunned. She finds herself caught between the dangers of her past and the possibility of a future with Gavin.
While Gavin is tracking an organ dealer, he sets up a meeting between Angel and her late husband’s counterpart, Racer. Racer is sweet and charming. He is a Bok, a cross between a naturopath and a white warlock, but Racer has secrets of his own.
Angel is swept into a wave of tears and treachery that threatens to tear her entire world apart. Will the two men she loves be able to save her?
A Siren Erotic Romance
He gave her a sheepish smile. “So no getting you crocked and taking advantage of you?”
“That was a horrible question.”
“I know it was. I had to ask. If you want the honest truth, I’m not so much into drinking either. Once I’ve had a few beers, I won’t get on the bike. I’ve seen too many people crack up their hogs because of that.”
“What do you do for a living?”
“Landscaping. As I said, I like to be outside.” He led her off the path and into the forest. Gavin seemed to have no trouble seeing where they were walking, but Angel kept tripping on things. If it weren’t for his handhold, she would have fallen on her face. Gavin slowed down. They continued down the invisible trail, but when she almost broke her foot on a protruding chunk of stone, he swept her into his arms.
Angel gasped, staring at him. “Thanks, but I really don’t need to be carried.”
“I can walk faster with you in my arms. I want you to see something and don’t really want to turn around to take you to the hospital. How’s your foot?”
“My toe is throbbing, but I think it will be fine.” Angel needed her head examined for putting herself in such a dangerous position. He was walking deeper into the forest, and she wasn’t even sure if she could find her way back to the trail. Gavin was walking faster, and she had no idea how the hell he could see where he was going. The moonlight was bright, but with the budding trees overhead, it didn’t exactly make the forest floor visible. If he tripped and fell on top of her, she would definitely get hurt. She heard the sound of running water. It grew louder as he continued and then they came out onto a rocky overhang.
Gavin set her down on the stone and led her slowly forward. The moonlight was reflecting on the water, displaying a large waterfall that flowed from above them and down into a drop-off below their feet.
“Want to go swimming?”
Angel frowned. She was no longer frozen, but the idea of jumping into water that was slightly above ice didn’t sound appetizing. “The water will be icy.”
“Maybe a little, but it feels good.” Gavin put his arm around her shoulder and led her down the side of the rocky drop-off.
It wasn’t difficult to travel, but she was still having trouble seeing where she was going. “Aren’t their snakes out here?”
“I guess. There are snakes everywhere. There aren’t any poisonous ones in this area of Connecticut. Of course there are two in more northern locations, and it is possible for one to end up down this way. Are you afraid of snakes?”
“Not particularly. I just don’t relish the idea of being bitten in the middle of the forest. It’s a long hike back to the bikes.”
He looked at her like she was stupid. “I have a cell phone, and if necessary, I would have no trouble carrying you back the parking lot. It won’t be necessary because I have no intention of letting anything happen to you.”
The word dominant flashed in her mind like a neon beacon. Gavin was very sure of himself, and it made her wonder if she had gotten in over her head. “I suppose that’s nice to know.”
“So tell me about your business. Have you always been a freelance artist?”
“No. I had other jobs when I was younger.”
“How old are you? I can’t tell from your appearance.”
“I’m twenty-six and you?”
“I’m twenty-five. So how did you get into painting motorcycles?”
She considered her answer carefully. Angel was never sure who she could trust. “I got tired of my life and needed a change of pace. I had always wanted to learn to airbrush, so I taught myself. I bought a lot of unfinished tanks on eBay and painted them. Then I sold them. I got requests for more and that got me started.”
“So what about the rest of your life?”
That was her secret. “I didn’t really have one. That’s why I decided to change it.”
He stopped, pulling her to a halt beside him. “You have no life?”
“I do now.” She looked over the side and realized that they were at the bottom. Beside him was a wide pool, the moonlit water as black as the night around them. “This is beautiful.”
He stared at her for a moment longer, and she waited for him to try and delve further into her past. It was not something she would discuss with him, and it had caused problems before. Angel feared that she and Gavin had reached the end of their relationship. Men didn’t tend to like women who refused to talk about their lives.
“Are you sure that you don’t want to go in? I do.” He tugged off his shirt and then his jeans. Gavin had nothing underneath, and Angel couldn’t help but stare. He had an absolutely stunning body. Gavin dove into the water, leaving her standing on the shore in stunned silence.
Gavin leaned forward, tilting his head to the side as he softly kissed her lips. The kisses were broken, never completed as he backed away and pecked her lips again. Angel giggled, trying to catch his mouth with her own. Gavin continued to deny her, tiny smacks of flesh to the center of her mouth. He alternated to either side and then nipped her nose. Angel had been set loose, but she was still unable to move, pinned under the sheer weight of his body. Gavin was using his elbows to take some of the impact off her chest, but he was still close enough not to allow her any leeway. “Are you always like this?” she asked as he leaned to the side and bit her right ear.
“Pretty much. I like to tease. I like to play and enjoy things. There is no reason that sex has to be serious and sedate. Is there?”
“No. Not really.”
“Was sex with Wayne that way?”
Angel thought about the question and knew that he was right. She was comparing him to Wayne. “I guess he was. Sex was good, but you are far more of a tease.”
Gavin smiled, the expression disappearing as he captured her lips, his tongue slipping between them. The kiss was overwhelming. It didn’t seem possible that his mouth could get any hotter, but it was. His tongue felt as if he had just finished off a large cup of hot chocolate, and it tasted almost as sweet. He was intoxicating as if his mouth was hypnotizing her with the embrace. Angel didn’t care as she drifted in the sweet feel of him, his chest rubbing against hers, the swell of his dick against her leg. That was a new sensation.
He slid down, kissing her chin as he moved. His lips drifted over her throat, the touch so soft and airy it was like being touched by a warm feather. Downward farther, his tongue skimming over her skin, as he brought his hands up to her breasts. Angel moaned, the feel of him hot and tingly.
Gavin drew her nipple into his mouth, holding it firmly with his lips as he poked at it with his tongue. It created rolling waves of sensation that flowed down her chest, gathering in her lower abdomen and then disbursing into the cunt. The inner muscles were pounding, flashing with bursts of glorious desire. Angel did not need the added foreplay to arouse her, her mind and pussy already plagued from denial. She wanted him in a way she had never imagined, the tingle within almost too much to bear.
He lingered on her breasts, caressing her skin, sucking and tugging on her nipple. Angel had her hands on his muscular shoulders, the feel of him enthralling against her palms. His back was a combination of heat and hard massive tissue hidden under smooth skin. His arms flexed under her touch, the strength in his body evident beneath her fingers. Gavin kissed downward, over her ribs, slowly, taking his time. His hands were at her sides, tracing inward with his fingers. They followed the bottom edge of her ribs and then flared out, an odd flow of energy pulsing in his palms. Angel cried out, the sensation flowing in a line toward her mound. If flashed outward, filling her pussy with an infuriating current that almost felt as if it glowing within her.
Gavin leaned back and chuckled. “I always want to do that.”
“What did you do?” she asked in a panting voice.
“It’s a healing technique were you flow your body energy into another person to aid in their recovery. I have the ability to be a powerful healer if I choose to. This time I collected my energy and focused on releasing it directly into your body. I’m aroused, so it was tinged with sexual force.”
“Please,” she whimpered. “I’m going to implode if you don’t do something about my pussy.”
Gavin stuck out his tongue, wagging it. She shook her head. “Not what I want.”
He became a monitor lizard, crawling stealthily up her body. His dick brushed against her mound, and she knew that he had purposely missed the mark as he grinned down at her. “What do you want?”
“I want your cock in my cunt.”
“I want your mouth on my cock.”
Angel pushed him over, and Gavin laughed, making himself more comfortable on his back. He leaned up on his elbows, watching as she reversed her position and lay beside him. Gavin leaned to the side, grabbing her legs and rolling her onto his chest. She had wanted the feel of his tongue. Now she wanted the feel of his dick, but she was getting his tongue instead. Angel supported herself with one elbow as she used her hand to caress his dick. It was as hard and muscled as the rest of his body. His arousal caused the flesh to swell beyond what she had imagined when it was soft. He wasn’t huge exactly, but he was far longer and broader than Wayne. Angel slid her tongue over the tip, licking him as she slowly encased the head. She had barely completed three half strokes, unable to take in more without choking herself, when Gavin sat up. He bent her knees to his sides and urged her forward. Angel knelt over him, and Gavin pushed her upper body downward. He used one hand to guide his dick and the other to push her outer pussy lips wide. Releasing his dick, he put his hand to her ass. Gavin’s cock was resting on her outer ring, applying pressure, but not actually entering her. Angel tried to shift back over him, but he stopped her with his palm. He remained silent as he inserted the head. Angel cried out, her pussy grasping at his flesh. Gavin pulled back and then did it again, not giving her the pleasure of filling her wanting cunt. He had perfect control of what he was doing, breaching her pussy with the bulbous end of his cock and then pulling back to only stroke her outer skin. Angel was panting, whimpering with the heat it was creating inside. Her muscles were so close to climax that the nerves were zinging with sensation.
“Gavin!” she howled in frustration.