STORY EXCERPT

“I don’t see the appeal. Who likes to feel as if they’re about to puke?”

Julia shook her head, smiling while wondering why teenagers and young adults found adrenaline scream-inducing rides so much fun. She’d never been a fan of carnival rides since she always felt as if her legs had turned to jelly once she got off and it was touch and go on whether she would lose the contents to her stomach. Her limit was the merry-go-round, the Ferris wheel, and dodgem cars which most people called bumper cars. The side shows were more her speed and much more fun since they didn’t make her feel like she was about to toss her cookies.

She finished the last bite of her hotdog and, after getting rid of her trash in a bin, she wandered through the throng. When she saw a crowd around the stall where large silver bottles were stacked into a pyramid atop each other, she walked toward the side of the tent to see what was going on.

The moment she caught sight of the three men holding baseballs in their hands, smiling at the ribbing their friends were giving them, her breath got stuck in her lungs. They were all so damned huge and handsome and muscular, she would’ve had to have been dead to not notice them.

The man closest to her looked older than the other two, and she guessed he was in his early to mid-thirties. He had short brown hair, a groomed beard and moustache, and he had to be two to three inches over six feet tall. She could see tattoos peeking out of the sleeve of his T-shirt and couldn’t help but wonder how far the artwork went. She couldn’t see the color of his eyes since he hadn’t looked directly at her and probably didn’t even know she was there.

The two men on the other side of him looked similar, and she figured they were brothers or relations of some sort. The man in the middle was a couple of inches shorter. His hair was the same color and his beard and moustache were fuller. However, he didn’t have a long beard the way men seemed to like to wear them these days. He also had a tattoo on his right arm.

The third man was taller than the other two and had to be at least six-five. Again his hair was the same hue but he kept his tresses longer on top and shaved at the sides. He was huge with muscles and, though he also had facial hair, his beard was more like a slender line along his jawline and over some of his chin along with a thin moustache.

The oldest of the three drew his arm back and threw the ball so hard he knocked his stack of cans over as well as the ones right next to them. The stall attendant didn’t appear happy because his shoulders slumped, but he dutifully set the pyramid up again then scurried off to the side of the tent and out of the way.

The second man had his turn and then the third. All three of the men had sent the cans crashing down with ease.

Julia backed away and once more began to stroll through the crowd. She smiled so much her cheeks ached, but she loved seeing kids laughing and having fun. When she got near the Ferris wheel she debated with herself on whether she was brave enough to get on the ride by herself. Other people would no doubt end up in her basket since there was quite a queue, and though she was socially awkward around strangers, she really wanted to see what Aztec would look like from high in the sky.

When she saw a group of beautiful women join the line, Julia vetoed the ride and continued walking. She was jostled and bumped as other people wandered by without looking where they were going until she felt as if her arms were bruised. Deciding she needed a place that was a little quieter where she could breathe a bit better, she trudged toward the merry-go-round and clung to the railing while trying to catch her breath.

There were people everywhere and the crowd had become a lot thicker since she’d arrived.

Julia had had about enough of the public she could take, and though she’d planned on staying to see the fireworks, she’d reached her limit. Making her way toward the back of the carnival, she headed toward the parking lot where she’d left her car, trying to search it out with her gaze as she went.

Just as she got to the edge of the parking lot, she heard someone crying, stopped, and tried to gauge where the sound was coming from.

“Momma!”

Julia weaved her way through the cars and just as she saw the little girl who’d cried out for her mother, a huge man with glowing yellow eyes stepped up behind the child, covered her mouth with his large hand, and lifted her up against his chest.

Air whooshed from her lungs and her heart started pumping hard and fast. A cold sweat sheened her body almost immediately and she was trembling, but it was the terror she saw in the little girl’s eyes that galvanized her into action.

“Help!” Julia screamed at the top of her lungs as she charged toward the big, dirty man who was holding the child captive. “Let her go, you asshole.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“You are so fucking gorgeous,” Bevin stated, reverence in his tone.

“The sexiest woman in the world,” Cam agreed. “I love your tits, sweetheart. Not too big, not too small.” He engulfed one of her boobs in his hand and massaged it. “Fucking perfect.”

Julia moaned as Cam stimulated and excited her. When he took one turgid nipple between his finger and thumb and rolled it while suckling on the other, she whimpered with pleasure.

Bevin wrapped his arms around her thighs, and just as she thought he was going to enter her, he slipped from his knees to his belly and licked her. She’d never felt anything so wonderful in her life. Having a tongue licking her pussy was the most sublime, carnal thing she’d ever experienced, and though she wanted him to lap at her folds until the cows came home, she wanted him inside of her more.

Cam released her nipple from his mouth with a wet pop, then opened his mouth over hers. She moaned, sifted her fingers into his hair, holding him to her, and kissed him back with raging hunger. She stroked his chest with her free hand, and when she reached his groin, she gripped his hot, hard dick. He groaned into her mouth, raised his head, and panted.

She moaned when Bevin stroked his fingers into her pussy while lapping at her clit. Pressure began to build, but before she started up the slope to ecstasy, Bevin withdrew his fingers, gave her a last lick, then pressed up onto his knees between her spread thighs.

He notched the head of his cock to her entrance before meeting her gaze. “I need you, love. Please tell me you’re ready?”

“Now, Bevin. I can’t wait any longer.”

Thankfully, he took her at her word and drove into her with a hard thrust. The frictional heat along her wet wells was pure bliss, but he was only halfway inside of her and she wanted more. Julia wanted him lodged so deeply inside of her she could feel him in her stomach. She bent her knees, hooked her legs around his hips, dug her heels into his muscular ass, tightened her muscles, and pulled him into her the rest of the way.

“Fuck!” Bevin growled, his eyes a glowing hungry gold. “You feel so fucking good. Hot. Tight.”

“You feel good, too,” she moaned, rolling her head on the pillow with carnal restlessness as she arched her hips up to his.

“Don’t move, love.” He commanded breathlessly, holding her hips to keep her still.

“Why?” she cried out with agitation. “I want, need you to move. I hurt to have you, Bevin.”

“And I you, but I’m too close to the edge. Give me a minute,” he rasped out.

Julia nodded even though she wanted him plowing into and out of her until they both came, but she gasped in breath after breath while trying to stop her body trembling.

Just as her heartrate and breathing slowed infinitesimally, Bevin retreated almost all the way then plunged back into her. She moaned, and after he stroked into her a couple more times, she began to move with him. Each time he pumped his hips, sliding his hard dick back into her, she shoved her hips up toward his. Their bodies slammed together, making slapping sounds as they made love.

The tension began to build again and Julia hoped that Bevin didn’t stop. Her pussy was so hot and swollen and the aching need to reach the culmination was too strong to ignore. She wanted to orgasm soon and hopefully alleviate the painful throbbing, but she wanted to take Bevin with her. She wanted them to come together with a burst of stars.

Bevin increased the pace even more, his dick gliding in and out at a rapid pace she could no longer keep up with so she stopped trying to. Bevin pushed a hand under her ass, squeezed her cheeks, then lifted her pelvis from the mattress. He rose higher onto his knees, and then next time he powered into her she jolted when the tip of his dick rubbed against her G-spot. He did it again and again until she was hovering right on the edge of orgasm.

Julia sucked in a gasping breath and moaned when Bevin pressed a finger to her clit. The tremors in her body strengthened until she was shaking as he caressed her clit, sending her higher and higher as he continued to piston his cock in and out of her pussy.

And then he squeezed her clit between his finger and thumb and sent her hurtling out into space.

Julia screamed as she flew with nirvana. Her pussy muscles convulsed, gripped, and contracted around his thick cock. He withdrew to the crown again with a low rumbling growl, and as he drove back into her he roared as he started to climax. When he blanketed her body with his, brushing her hair away from her neck and shoulder, the opposite side to where Hugh had bitten her, she hooked her arms around his neck, clinging to him.

Julia barely had time to take a full breath before his sharp teeth pierced her flesh as he claimed her and sent her toppling from one orgasm into another. She heard, or rather felt, a soft click as the mating bond tethered them together, but again, she only felt a surge of warmth in her heart before it faded.

Her whole body quivered and quaked with rhapsody. Every time Bevin’s cock twitched inside of her as he filled her with his seed, her pussy spasmed with pleasure until finally aftershocks remained.