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An Excerpt From: SEDUCED IN TWILIGHT
Copyright © ANYA BAST, 2006
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
Once on the dance floor, she took them both by the shirt
and pulled them close. As her body began to sway to the music, a Latin rhythm, Will could see that she was familiar with the
dance floor. She raised her hands above her head and her body arched and
twisted to the beat. Will and Mason barely managed to move, themselves.
They were far too entranced with the woman in front of them.
She drew closer to them both, brushing her body against
theirs in a catlike, sexual way. The contact shot straight to his groin and
he shared a strained look with Mason.
“So I probably shouldn’t be doing this,” Olivia yelled,
leaning toward them. “After all, you two are my students now. This is
probably breaking a law somewhere.”
An image of handcuffs suddenly leapt into Will’s mind.
He swallowed hard.
Of their own accord, his hands found her hips. A part of
him exulted when she didn’t pull away. They’d read the extensive file that
Theo had provided on her. Olivia was quite the wild child…or had been,
anyway, before her visions had begun.
He leaned forward, inhaling the clean, fresh scent of
her hair and skin, and said, “Some laws beg to be broken.”
She glanced up at him, surprised, and then smiled. “They
do.”
Mason drew her away and pulled her into his arms. Will
watched Mason cup her intimately against his big body and sway to the sexy
music. A look of pleasure and pain marked Mason’s normally stoic face. Will
understood well. The woman had them thoroughly
bewitched and enthralled. Something about her called them both.
Will wondered if Olivia felt any of it, or if the sweet
pain of it was reserved only for him and Mason.
For a moment, Will wondered how this would work—one
woman for two men. He and Mason had shared women over the years. That was
true enough. But there was an emotional component here that hadn’t been
present in those short affairs.
Even now Will felt a pang of envy as he watched Mason
run his hands over her bare back and under her long hair to cup the nape of
her neck. The couple turned a little and Will caught a glimpse of Olivia’s
face. Her eyes were closed and she wore a relaxed expression. The pink eye
shadow she wore shimmered in the flashing lights above them and her lips
were full and blushed, begging for a kiss.
All Will wanted to do was hold her like Mason was
holding her. A stronger rush of jealousy filled him, making his fingers
curl with covetousness. Will gave Mason a few moments longer, then moved in
behind her, sandwiching her between them.
The three of them danced to their own music and the
whole world seemed to fade away. Will hadn’t realized before that he’d been
missing something…someone, but now he knew. In her presence, he felt whole
and complete. He put his hands on her hips and she pressed back against
him, fitting her perfect behind against his groin. Will groaned at the feel
of her soft curves and the scent of her infusing his nostrils. He had to
stop himself from reaching for the hem of her skirt and dragging it upward.
Mason backed away, letting Will
take her into his arms. She turned and melted against him, sighing. “What
is it about you two? You both make me feel so…” She trailed off and sighed
again.
So she did feel it.
He held her a little closer and swayed intimately with
her to the music, feeling her silky skin under his hands and her soft,
fragrant hair brush his skin. “How do we make you
feel?” he murmured into her ear.
“Safe,” she said in a breathy voice. “Safe, and content.”
Her head jerked up and the riot of color in her hazel eyes flared more
velvet brown than anything else. “You aren’t a hallucination, are you?” she
asked, horrified.
He frowned before realization quickly dawned. “No, no, Olivia,
we’re real.”
“How do you know?”
“Can you feel me, Olivia? Feel the heat of my body and
my arms around you? Hallucinations aren’t solid.”
“What if I’m crazy enough to hallucinate
sensation?” She looked horrified for a moment. “I can’t believe I just said
that out loud!”
He laughed. “I think you’re charming.” Will brushed his
knuckles across her lips. “Olivia, take my word for it. I’m not a
hallucination. Hallucinations definitely don’t get hard-ons
like the one I have for you.”
A smile, almost shy, crossed her full mouth. She brushed
her hand over the front of his pants.
Will’s breath hissed out of him at the intimate contact.
He held her to him, drawing his hands down over the fine curve of her ass
and meeting Mason’s eyes for a moment.
They needed this woman in a very carnal way, and they
needed her badly. He didn’t know how they would survive the slow seduction
she required.
“That is some hard-on you’ve got there,” Olivia
said in a soft, throaty voice, as she caressed him.
Will groaned as she rubbed the
length of his cock from the outside of his jeans. Unable to resist, he
cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.
The scent and taste of her filled his senses and became
the only thing in the room. Her lips were as full and soft as he’d imagined
they’d be. He drank his fill of them, and then flicked his tongue out,
asking her to part for him.
She did it and he plunged his tongue into hot, soft
heaven. Her tongue sparred with his, dancing alongside his in her small
mouth. He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. Will slanted his mouth
across hers and drank her in, growing more and more intoxicated.
Mason pulled her away, whirled her into his arms and
Will felt like keening in grief. Mason gathered her up and kissed her every
bit at ferociously as Will had. Her knees went out
and Mason held her up until she found her footing once more. Mason’s mouth
worked feverishly and possessively over hers. She held onto to his upper
arms, trying to stay upright under the onslaught.
Apparently Will wasn’t the only one feeling a bit
jealous.
Will watched Mason’s hands trace her curves, threaten to
ease under the edge of her skirt to more intimate areas. Olivia moved and
bucked against him, aroused and eager for his touch. Mason slid his thigh
between her legs and rubbed it against her sex. Will fisted his hands in
another sudden flare of jealousy.
No one in the crush of humans around them seemed to
notice, or care, that two of the club’s patrons were just about ready to
fuck on the floor.
Finally, Olivia broke the kiss and staggered back. They
both caught her before she ended up on her ass. Her whole body trembled.
She looked at them with a dazed, surprised look on her
face. “You guys want to get out of here?” she asked in a thick voice. “Go
somewhere else?”
Will was just about to say, “Yes,” when her eyes widened
and her body snapped to full attention. His gaze followed hers to see what
had alarmed her.
It was something humans never saw unless they were a
seer like Olivia.
An eight-foot tall adult goblin, complete with sharpened
horns, bulbous nose and a green pockmarked face stood in the middle of the
floor. Worse, it was all stuffed into an ugly, cheap suit.
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