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Especially since now he has a new male lover and seems so happy.
Paul and Noah have only Jessie s rest and relaxation in mind when they invite her along on a camping
trip to Lake Tahoe. She s been pretty stressed out preparing to show her art at a major New York gallery. A
weekend getaway will do her a world of good and they won t take no for an answer.
Jesse thought she d be nothing more than a third wheel on this trip. But Noah is as sweet and hot as
Paul, and their first night turns into a heated tangle of bodies in the dark tent by the lake.
It s an erotic, intense experience that must come to an end. And when it does, will she still have her
best friend?
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Her mind was emptying out. Too much sensation going on to think. Too much of her most treasured
fantasies come to life. Was this really happening?
But the tall one pulled out, stepped away from his partner, reached out and took her hand. His skin
was hard and cool on the surface, with a strange sort of warmth lurking beneath. He drew her in, and the
dark one came to stand behind her, his arms coming around her body. They began to undress her, and it
was as though it was all happening in a dream. Except that it was real and she was wide awake, and she
knew it. Fantastic.
The tall one stroked her exposed flesh her collarbone, the top of her breast, and her nipples hardened
until they hurt. And all the time she was aware of the dark one s hands on her waist, holding her up,
holding her tight to them both. His flesh was a bit softer than the other s, in a way that was difficult to
explain, even to herself. So, so beautiful, both of them, and she thought she d die if they didn t kiss her
soon.
Soon enough, the blond whispered to her, his voice tinged with a French accent.
She heard his name in her head, like some distant sort of echo. Aleron. And then the other, the tone
gentler, full of smoke, and she d known his voice would sound just like that. Hex.
Their hands were everywhere at once then, stroking her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, the small of
her back. Their mouths followed, their lips surprisingly warm as Aleron lifted her arm and trailed kisses
down that sensitive skin on the inside of her forearm, Hex kissing her back. Small, fleeting kisses, too
fleeting. Pleasure like fire skittering over her skin, making her tremble. Her pussy was soaked, throbbing.
Needing.
We hear you, Aleron told her quietly.
Hex took her then, turning her in his arms so that she faced him. The masculine beauty of his face was
staggering, his eyes so dark they were nearly as black as his hair, with shots of whiskey and amber lighting
them, and unbelievably long lashes. His mouth was ripe, the tips of his eyeteeth resting on that lush flesh.
She swallowed, unable to speak, to think. He smiled at her, and his smile was like pleasure itself, working
its way deep inside her body.
We know you, Nissa, he said, his voice that low, husky whisper she d known it would be. We
know you, and we are here to give you what you need. What you desire. You want us, yes?
She nodded her head, her throat dry, and it was several moments before she was able to speak. Yes.
Yes&
And we want you. Beautiful Nissa. Beautiful girl.
She shivered once more, his words, his voice, almost as lovely as his touch. Then he did touch her, his
hands gathering her bare breasts, kneading them gently, then a bit harder. And she leaned into him, sighing
with pleasure as he took her nipples between his fingers, pinching, twisting. Oh yes, pleasure and pain and
the exquisite knowledge of what they were. Vampires. Immortal. And she had some sense of the eternity of
their existence, as though they fed her a bit of it, along with the ghostly sensations of what each of them
was feeling.
She blinked, found them both staring at her face blazing blue eyes and hot liquid brown. Aleron
gave the slightest nod of his chin before slipping back behind her, his hard body pressed against her spine,
like sun-warmed stone. Hex smiled before lowering his face to hers and kissing her.
God, his lips, like nothing she d ever felt before in her life. Hard and soft, yielding yet unyielding.
Then his tongue, as hot and silky as any human s, yet sweeter, more pure, somehow, pushing its way
between her lips, twining with her tongue.
Love him already&
And the pleasure pushing its way into her body in long, undulating shivers of desire. She was lost in
the kiss, in him.
Hex.
Aleron put his hands on her once more, stroking her hips, her thighs, impossible feather-light strokes.
She d never imagined one of them could be so gentle. And her sex was lighting up with need, wet and
hurting.
When Hex pulled away to look into her eyes once more with that riveting gaze, she whispered,
Please touch me.
Hex s hands came down to cover Aleron s, and together they slipped their palms between her thighs,
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