Whiteout

Sometimes people just meant to meet...


Chapter 1


"All units return to station, there is an incoming blizzard that is set to cut services," said the voice from the radio.

Hunter groaned, he was far from the station, the blizzards around these parts sometimes hit with ferious intensity and little warning. He quickly turned the car around and hoped to make the forty minute trip before the blizzard cut off visibility and he wouldn't be able to see anything in front of him.

Ten minutes later he knew he wasn't going to make it, the wind and the snow had picked up quickly the night was already cold, but the chill fogging the windows showed him just how much colder it had become outside. He hoped to find some place that he could ride out the storm in, his car was not practical.

Even though it was one of the station's few four wheel drive patrol units, this amount of snow would soon make the road too hazardous to continue on. Red lights gleamed out in front of him, he slowed his pace further as the lights gleamed like red halos. It was a car, the wheels were lodged in the already deepening snow as the howling wind dumped large curtains of snow down in front of them.

He slowed to a stop and adjusted his thermal gloves and parka hood and stepped out. He grimaced at the biting slash of cold as he shut the door. He walked through the powdery snow that seemed to just sink under his boots. He reached the car and knocked on the window.

He shouted out, hoping to be heard over the howling wind, "Are you ok in there?"

Helena was pissed, her stupid powers were screwing up again. She really hated being a chaos demon, and she also really hated the cold. Even though it wasn't going to physically hurt her, it still sucked.

She was stuck here for now, she had hoped to get back to her apartment and make the journey back underneath but her stupid powers screwed up and spawned a monster blizzard. The thought of having to walk several hours in the freezing blizzard pissed her off. A loud thudding knock echoed from her window as a muffled voice called out. Lucky for her she had better then mortal hearing and could pick it up.

Maybe now she'd make it home, she tugged her gloves on tighter and pulled the door open and then stepped out and walked around to the other side. Even with her enhanced eyesight, it was difficult to make out the dark form of the man standing there. "No, my stupid car is stuck, blizzard came out of nowhere."

Hunter walked up to the lithe woman that had stepped out of the car and shouted to her, "These blizzards tend to do that around here, lets get you out of here." He motioned her to follow him.

Helena grinned and followed him, the bright beams from the headlights shining off him. She finally got to see who was rescuing her, he was a police officer. A damn fine one too from what she could see.

He opened the passenger door and gestured for her to get into the car, then he walked around to the other side of the car and opened the door and slipped back into his seat. Helena finally got a good look at the man who had rescued her from hours of cold torment. His short tawny brown hair had streaks of dark blonde running through it, ruffled from the hood of his parka that he had pushed back.

He tried to start the car again and cursed as the motor didn't even utter even a sound of distress. Helena thudded back into the chair with a sigh, her magnificently crappy powers strike again. Why couldn't she have gotten cooler powers? But it was just her luck her demon sire was a chaos demon.

Her former rescuer looked at her and said, "Sorry, doesn't look like we're going anywhere. I don't think we could have made much progress anyway." He pointed out the window to the sheer blanketing wall of whiteness. "Have you seen anything close by that we could use for shelter? This storm looks like its going to continue for quite sometimes. We'll end up buried in here if we don't find a better place."

Helena looked around carefully catching the faint glint of light off to the side of the road. "There is a place I know of around here, I don't know what it is exactly but I do know of a few buildings around here."

"Good, we're getting snowed in here, its best we moved now, do you know the direction?" he asked.

"Yes, lets go, its already starting to get chilly in here," said Helena as she secured her gloves again.

Hunter unclipped the radio from the the car and pulled his hood back on before stepping out of the car and shutting the door. The snow was coming down so fast and hard he could barely see Helena's outline. She came towards him slowly and grasped his hand and tugged him down the slight slope on the edge of the road.

They pushed through the snow as the wind battered against them, the howling too loud for them to speak. Bright shimmering halos appeared not far from them, soon they were up to a door. Grasping the handle Helena pushed it open and stepped inside a sudden warm blast of heat surrounded them.

"That blizzard out there is something fierce, you two are lucky that you got here when you did, I was about to lock up the doors, can't see squat out there. The internet just went down here, can't service so you won't be able to pay for the room until the service is restored so don't worry about anything until its time to leave," said the old man behind the counter. He looked at Helena with a subtle wink, he loved being a storm demon. And he had the perfect disguise, he would recognize Helena anywhere.

No doubt she thought she caused the storm he thought with an inward chuckle. She needed a strong man beside her to help her control of powers, her sire never did teach her proper control. He hung out a key to them and said, "Luckily Room 1 is free, its right next door so you shouldn't be getting lost in the snow."

"Thanks, the blizzard is certainly a killer, lucky we got stranded here," said Hunter as he grabbed the key.

He took Helena's hand and walked towards the back exit of the reception room and stepped out in the howling blizzard again. A weakening glow gleamed close by, the wind making it hard to walk as they pushed through it towards the cabin.

Tightly gripping the key Hunter slid the key against the lock until it slid in, he turned the lock until it clicked open. He pushed the door open and stepped in, the room surprisingly warm. He looked around and saw a fire crackling in the fireplace and a large pile of logs sitting against the wall nearby.

Helena shut the door, cutting out the cold and muffling the howl of the wind. "Very cosy in here, what might I call my rescuer?" she asked.

"Sergeant Hunter Barnet, but just Hunter is fine. What might I call you, lovely lady?" he asked with a smile.

"Helena Cervantes, but Helena is just fine," she said. 'Or Hel, like my friends call me,' she thought to herself with a grin.

He finally got his first good look at her as she took off her parka and walked towards the sofa and past him. The shimmering cascade of brown hair with shimmering streaks of auburn red, she had features and a body that would tempt a saint to sin. He snapped out of his daze as his radio crackled.

He picked it up and informed the station of his situation, he grimaced with dismay as a response came through shot with static. "The highway has been closed Sergeant, the weather forecast predicts the blizzard to last through the night. It's estimated you'll be there for two days, hopefully the room is stocked up because everything is going to be snowed out."

Hunter registered his response and then went to find Helena who had made herself comfortable on the sofa with a wine glass filled with a dark red wine. "I poured you a glass of wine too, so I hear, two days. I wonder what we can do with that time," she said with a grin.

For once the disaster that is her powers gave her something good, she had an excuse to not use her teleporting powers, can't around a human. And spending the time to explore this cop's delicious looking body would be an excellent treat. She licked her lips as he shead his coat revealing the hidden shape of his muscles. Getting him a little tipsy would help her planned seduction along a little.

"Yes, my commander just informed me that the highway is blocked and the plows will be unable to make it until sometime in the morning two days from now. He sat down next to her with the glass she had poured letting the warmth settle into his body.

Marooned

I have started a new story with an unique format. There is this site called Chyoo and its an interactive site that allows you to direct the flow of your story in Choose your own Adventure style.

Here I'll only be posting the correct choice, but on the site here at -> Marooned You will get the full experience

Planet Telemachus IV has just been approved for survey on possible colony sites for the Imperalists, primary scans of the planet detect large deposits of raw metals and minerals that would be of great use in their century old conflict with the Colonialists. 12 Imperial Troopers have been dispatched from the command carrier ISS Liberty to retrieve plant and soil samples from the planet and to observe any present wildlife to determine the safety of the planet.

What they don’t know is that the planet has multiple different species of sentient plant life that have certain... hungers...

A race of warrior males crashed on the planet months earlier, they are intensely dominant and have spent most of the time battling the various plants and curious animals while they fix their ship.

Another race is also stranded on the planet, dominating aggressive females, the males of their species are smaller in size and are mostly only good for breeding. When they encounter the soldiers, they’re amazed they’ve never seen such tall and muscular males before.

Once the transport shuttle passes through the natural EM barrier blocking communications with the ship something strikes the shuttle, turning their controlled descent into an uncontrolled burnout, the pods are shot out of the ship in different directions as it breaks apart from the heat and stress of the uncontrolled atmospheric entry.

Major Craig Myers, 36, Brown hair, vibrant green eyes, Captain Bastien Blake, 32, Black hair, dark blue eyes (women)
Lieutenant Maria Marquez, 29, long honey brown hair, dark brown eyes (Vines, men)
Corporal Jared Callahan, 24, Dark Blonde hair, deep green eyes (women)
Sergeant Kane Evans, 25, Light Brown hair, grey eyes, Corporal Ana Ellis, 24, Dark Brown hair, light blue eyes (Onyx, Men)

Captain Aaron Campbell, 31, Black Hair, vibrant blue eyes, Private Lisa Fuller, 22, shoulder length brown hair (Vines, Women)
Lieutenant Dominic Durham, 27, Brown hair, brown eyes (Vines, Women)
Lieutenant Elizabeth Ramsey, 26, Long Auburn hair, hazel eyes  Corporal Michael Edwards, 23, blonde hair, brown eyes (Onyx)
Sergeant Greg Donovan, 25, Brown hair, green eyes (Women)

How will the soldiers survive? They’re scattered across a large valley in all directions from their designated landing zone.

Your job is to rescue the soldiers from sexually voracious and intelligent plant life, aggressive warrior males and dominating females.

Scegoia – home planet of the Scegoi Legion, an advance scout ship sent to scan the planet crashed after a major collision disabled their main engines. They have been on the planet for nine lunar cycles (Telemachus IV’s sole moon orbits the planet in roughly 13 days)

Average Height: 6’1”

Hair Colours: Brown, Golden, Silver with blue tones, Black

Eye Colours: Brown, Silver, Green, Blue, Gold, Orange (rare)

Build: Most males are heavily muscled with thick pecs and occasionally set with eight packs but not often.

Sexuality: Most are heterosexual, some are bi-sexual

Appearance: Most males keep their hair short but some have hair brushing their shoulders, they have a bony protrusion running across their forehead which runs around behind their ears which are similar in shape to humans. The protrusion joins up in a ridge set into the spine column of their neck which is incredibly sensitive to light touches. Females of their species use their soft, small tender fingers to arouse and attempt to seduce the man they want. Their skin is an olive, bronze tone and reflects the planet’s sunlight making them seem on occasion to shine.

Weaknesses: While engaged in copulation, if they are enjoying themself their minds close off to much of what is around them, leaving them vulnerable to assault, a sharp kick to the back of their knees will disable them for a short time as the crippling pain from such a blow shuts down their nerves in their legs until they can recover from the shock giving a potential victim to escape.

Ocusylenia – Home planet of the Sylenia Enclave, a research vessel carrying their studies back to their home planet was struck by an asteroid prompting them to attempt a landing on the Class 4 hazard planet Telemachus IV. With their shields disrupted by the asteroid impact a secondary collision with debris in the upper atmosphere tore a hole in the outer hole forcing the crew to set an emergency landing in a dangerous section of the planet.

[Class 1 Bio-Hazard – Occasional hazardous storm systems with pockets of poisonous gasses.]
[Class 2 Bio-Hazard – Frequent damaging storm systems, with occasional dangerous wildlife, pockets of poisonous gasses.]
[Class 3 Bio-Hazard – Frequent damaging storm systems, with dangerous wildlife and threatening plant life, poisonous gasses created in large areas by certain varieties of plant life. Colonization not recommended]
[Class 4 Bio-Hazard – Daily damaging storm systems in parts of the planet, deadly wildlife and extremely dangerous plant life, including intelligent plants. Toxic gases are created in parts of the planet covering a vast area, but still able to maintain oxygen and carbon based life. – Access restricted to military and science personnel]
[Class 5 Bio-Hazard – Deadly planet, access restricted, do not even think of entering the planet’s atmosphere, unless of course you have a death wish.]

Average Height: 6’3”

Hair Colours: Blue, Green, Brown, Black, Yellow, Purple

Eye Colours: Purple, Green, Orange, Silver, Brown, Gold, Blue (rare)

Build: Sylena women are athletically muscular with the leaders occasionally sporting visible abs.

Sexuality: Most are bi-sexual, as the males of their species are inferior to them.

Appearance: Most Sylena have long hair running down to their tailbones, their eyebrows are set slightly higher up on their forehead, their ears are slightly smaller than humans, their facial appearances are deceptively docile and submissive, but most of the Sylena females are dominants. Sylena males are on average 5’10” and generally less muscular. Only the strongest of the males are given a chance at breeding with their females, their society is a matriarchal one, with the strongest males being picked as the ones to mate with the rulers to ensure the royal bloodlines stay as strong as possible. They have differing skin tones, some have a pale bluish tint, others have a greenish tint and others have a golden tint.

Weaknesses: Their dominant nature on occasion makes them blind to critical weaknesses that are sometimes overlooked as they view themselves dominant enough to overcome any obstacle. Most of their males and some of their females do not approach things with subtlety, any stealthy approaches are likely to take them by surprise giving their opponents the advantage.

Siren’s Breath – An intelligent and sexually voracious vine plant, it lures its victims in with a sweet fragrance it releases through the pores of the skin on its vines. Once it has lured its victim close enough it strikes binding it and then stimulating the sexual organs to draw the seed from the victim to feed. It prefers males but it can also gather sustenance from females.

Average Height: Fully Grown – 12’10” fully extended. The vines come from a stalk rooted in the ground.

Colour: Green

Tendrils: Most Siren’s Breath have up to 8 different tendrils, all are lined with powerful suctioning muscles and have lubricating glands.

Onyx Spores – These plants are similar to dandelions but with one striking difference, if they are disturbed they release an extremely potent aphrodisiac that will instil a near sexual frenzy in any creature with a sex drive leaving them exhausted and unable to continue to disturb them.

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Siren's Breath

A loud impact and the sound of shrieking metal sounded around them as the emergency lights switched on and the escape pod capsules slammed shut sealing the soldiers inside a protective bubble as more metallic shrieking occurred with flares of orange light edging from all sides. Then the egg like capsules were catapulted away from the burning wreckage of their shuttle as it burned up on its uncontrolled decent into the atmosphere.

Lieutenant Dominic Durham knew one thing, and that was he was on his own as he climbed out of the escape pod. His radio crackled in his ear, it was only short range as the natural EM field enveloping the planet blocked any form of electronic driven communications. He needed to get to the rally point and rejoin with his unit, their mission tenure was for two weeks. They needed to survive on this planet for that long before they would send another shuttle to come and rescue them.

He did a check of his gear to ensure he had everything, he had enough food and water with him to last two weeks on this planet, but he didn’t have any shelter, once they had regrouped they would need to find some place to shelter from this planet’s strong storm cells. The humidity was intense as sweat dripped off his brow.

The initial scans of the planet showed that it was mostly covered in dense rainforest, but in places there were stretches of grasslands that would be perfect for building colonies. They were supposed to have been landing near one of the grassland areas. He pulled out his compass that had been specifically calibrated to adjust for the planet’s EM levels, from the descent angle he was pretty certain that he needed to head north as he looked up at the sky.

It was an unusual colour, slightly between blue and green with pearl white cloud masses moving around. A trail of smoke curled up in the distance, off on a right angle from the rally point. One or more of his unit could be over there, if the escape pods had been damaged during ejection there could be injuries.

He set forward with the soft luminescent green grass bowing under his feet then springing back into shape as he stepped off it. Some of the foliage was so painfully green that Dominic needed to shield his eyes from the glare as the hot piercing sunlight gleamed down upon them. Telemachaus IV’s star was much larger and hotter than their own star, which would account for the great distance from the star and extreme heat and humidity of the planet.

The average temperature of the planet was 28C not allowing for any amount of ice on the planet as large grasslands with sparse forests covered the polar caps. He trudged on through the grass as he reached the edge of the treeline, the trees seemed to sway without any contact from the slight breeze whispering around.

As he stepped into the trees, the humidity increased slightly again as his short hair plastered to his forehead and skull. His uniform clung to his body, drenched with his sweat, somehow he didn’t think the water they brought, especially with half of their supplies being destroyed in the shuttle explosion. That they would have enough to last, once they re-grouped they would need to find a water source and hope they could something edible.

A sweet lingering scent curled through the trees as if it was following him as he pushed through the soft almost silky feeling plants. Some of the leaves felt like they pulsed and trembled with a life of their own as he brushed past them.

He looked down at his compass again as the sweet seductive scent curled around him again, beckoning him. He pushed his compass back into his belt and then grabbed a zip locked packet from his pockets. They were here on a survey mission after all, it wouldn’t hurt to go and investigate the scent. The alluring scent would make a fortune on the perfume market.

With his machete out in front of him he pushed through the dense foliage, it was almost as if the trees were parting for him and letting him through. The fragrant scent got stronger and more seductive the closer he moved in the direction of the scent. Considering he was the one to discover whatever plant it is, he’d make a lot of money from it.

He reached up and wiped his brow, the heat was relentless, he needed to stop and take a rest soon, the heat seemed to get more and more intense the further he walked into the forest. He stepped into an odd looking clearing, an irregular shaped oval in the middle of the dense forest was strange. He needed a break now and recharge from the sapping humidity. He walked into the clearing, the humidity suddenly dropped sharply as he leaned against a rock in the centre.

He groaned, it was so much cooler. He pulled his water bottle out from his belt and took a sip from it, the cold water cooling and soothing his throat as the waves of coolness swept over him. He pushed the bottle back into his belt and leaned against the rock. He needed five minutes of rest before he pressed on. He knew he couldn’t have landed too far from the rally point so it wouldn’t be much longer until he was just waiting for his unit to show up.

He noticed that suddenly the seductive scent had disappeared, a tug at his ankle made him look down. He cursed as he saw a thick green vine moving forwards through the grass like a snake as it snared his ankles. He grunted as they dragged him forward, more vines snaked forward then leapt up and grabbed hold of his wrists.

He struggled against the bonds of the vines unable to move, he struggled against the vines as more snaked towards him. He cursed and mutter, “This is so not good at all, is the damn thing going to eat me?”

This planet was a crazy place, and extremely dangerous, a burst of fragrance hit him in the face then he realized, it was the same scent. The damned vine lured him here, he was so dead. He struggled harder as four more thick vines reached up, they had circular openings at the ends of the vines glistening in the light.

His breathing increased sharply as they reached up and tugged at the collar of his damp shirt then with a sharp tug ripped his shirt open and proceeded to tear the fabric from his heaving chest while the remaining two vines latched on to the front of his pants and with a vicious yank broke his belt and tore open his pants, shredding them from his hips.

Once they had finished shredding his pants they reached up and tore away his boxers, cooler air assaulted him making him groan as the vines held him tightly in their grasp.  Slick coolness soon rolled over him as the vines rubbed up his legs and over his chest then down over his abs. He jerked as one of the vines rubbed against his ass, stroking the cool film against him.

He groaned as it teased his entrance while another vine rubbed up against his quickly stiffening cock. The plant didn’t seem like it intended to eat him, he groaned as the thought passed through him, it intended to fuck him.

He clenched his ass together tightly as it continued to prod and rub him, the vines didn’t seem to like his reaction. He cursed as a vine slipped the cool opening right over the head of his cock, making the tightest hottest fist ever imaginable. As a response his muscles relaxed, the vines took the opportunity and pressed inside of him, wedging inside of his ass spreading the cool film inside of him.

He cried out as it pushed inside of him, heat and cold travelled up his spine as pain and pleasure pricked him. He gasped as more vines reached up and started pulling on his balls covering them with the film while the vine around his cock seemed to convulse tightening then loosening against him in a milking fashion.

His unit would never let him live it down, fucked by a horny plant. He groaned as the vine shoved its way all the way inside of him, a sharp shout and a full body shudder passed over him as it rubbed his nerve bundle. Fire burning all of his body as the vines kneaded and prodded his cock and balls. He almost lost it as he felt something like a tongue rubbing and licking his balls.

Dominic pulled out a burst of energy from inside of him and struggled against their hold harder than he had before, but he was assaulted by the powerful sensations of the vines prodding, licking and sucking him. Slender vines stretching from the thick stalks brushed up his abs, tongues flicked over him licking up his sweat as they slid up his body to his nipples.

He leaned back and moaned as they rubbed and sucked him, he was a goner as soon as the vine embedded in his ass slid out and slid back in and sucked and flicked his prostate, it kept it up as he shuddered and convulsed as the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced tore through him. He groaned as he felt the vine around his cock greedily swallowing his essence.

Just when he thought it was over, the vine in his ass picked up pace, thrusting then sucking him over and over as the vine engulfing his cock pulsed rhymically faster and faster. He cried out hoarsely as another orgasm ripped from him, he spilled into the greedy vine again as it pulsed on him.

As its grip loosened on him as it seemed content, he panted harshly as his body tremored with the aftershocks he looked to the ground and saw his plasma gun and machete near his feet, he could only make a play for one of them so he had to make it count. He reached down and grasped the machete and took a wild swing at the vines that were loosely restraining his wrists.

An unholy shriek came from the plant as the machete sliced through the vines, thick viscous green fluid pumped out of the severed ends. Before he could hack away at the vines restraining his ankles it sucked his cock hard and thrust roughly into his ass hard and fast burning pleasure blistered over his body as his nipples and balls were sucked and teased.

The pleasure made his body seize his fingers loosened their grip as the blade dropped out of his hand, he groaned and panted as the savage thrusts in his ass and the sucking power made him howl as he was soon ready to burst again. One more sharp thrust and suck inside of him was all what was needed as he erupted emptying into the vine again.

The vines then quickly and harshly slid out of him and slid back through the forest, Dominic shuddered and collapsed to the ground. His whole body was numb, the pleasure had ravaged his senses he couldn’t move.

Sometime later once the sensation had returned to his arms and legs he got up and tied his shredded shirt around his waist and collected his supplies then used his shredded pants to wrap up the severed limbs. They still needed samples.

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After another two hours of hiking through the thick forest he was glad that he hadn’t lost his boots to those vines. Its scent still lingered around his head, he needed to bathe and get rid of the scent but he had to get to the rally point first. He hoped that he would find some of his unit there.

After checking his compass again he picked up his pace, the humidity didn’t trouble him as much anymore now that he had lost his shirt and pants, soon enough he broke through the trees and came across the clearing they discovered in their scans. He looked around and was disappointed to see that none of his unit had made it here yet. It looked like he was waiting.

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Featured Author of the Month

Welcome to my first hot author of the month edition :D Each month I'll be posting up a recommended hot author to read.

February - Jayne Rylon

Men in Blue 

Some secrets refuse to stay hidden.

Lacey Daughtry’s perfect weekend is interrupted by tragic news of her brother’s murder in the line of duty. Plagued by a rash of mysterious phone calls, she turns to her brother’s best friends and fellow officers for protection…and comfort.

Spending time in close contact with Mason and Tyler, the two men she’s dreamed of since her first girlhood crush, seems like the answer to a prayer. Especially when they begin to explore the desire she’s harbored for so long.

But the partners are holding out on Lacey. Determined to suppress the most extreme facets of their lust, they agree to settle for sharing the woman they crave while concealing their desire for each other. Until Lacey cracks their resolve, unleashing a torrent of emotions that threatens to distract them when they can least afford it.

Their blossoming relationship is complicated by secrets. And the only way to evade the killer threatening their lives is to bare their souls in the darkest hours of the night. Or everything will come crashing down, just before the dawn.

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Product Warnings

After reading this book you’ll never look at a pair of hot cops, a cemetery or a can of Spaghetti-O’s the same way again.

The emotional power of this story, and the angst driven connections explode like a powder keg. You cannot go past Jayne's sensual mastery of her expertly crafted ménages, this is a must read book full of emotion and mystery. Unlike most romances that try to integrate action, Jayne pulls it off superbly leaving no awkwardness or weaknesses. This is one dynamite story you just can't pass up! You’ll be kept guessing until the end, who dunnit...

What's hotter than two bi-sexual cops with the bodies of a god that are lusting after you? 

Samhain - Ebook ($5.50 USD)
Amazon - Print ($10.20 USD)
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There’s a thin line between protection and betrayal…and they’re dancing on it.

Men in Blue, Book 2

Isabella’s marriage to the wealthiest man in the state looked fairytale perfect. Only she knows the truth behind the nightmare forcing her to run with the clothes on her back, the scars on her body and no one to trust. Not even her own father.

When the man hunting her has unlimited resources, hiding in plain sight is a wise choice. Isabella basks in the protection of the limelight as an instructor on a pro-am TV dance competition. Perfect plan, except her ornery partner is packing moves she never learned in any studio.

A rookie mistake in the line of duty earned Razor months of rehab and a healthy distrust of innocent-looking women. Determined to prove to his fellow men in blue his green has worn off, he goes undercover as Isabella’s dance partner to investigate her possible involvement in a sex-slavery ring. But as he attempts to cozy up for information, their instant chemistry challenges his detached composure.

An attempt on her life should have cleared the air. Instead it muddies the waters even more, forcing them both to trust each other. And depend on the one thing Razor thought he’d lost. His instinct.

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Product Warnings

This book contains ultra-sexy young cops, who aren’t afraid to show a girl their best moves on and off the dance floor.

The sequel to Night is Darkest, Book 2 in the Men in Blue series is just as emotionally packed as the first! The sensual quality that Jayne writes with brings all the characters to life and makes them seem like real people. This story also adds added depth to the characters introduced in book one and gives a little more insight into the heroes of the first book,

The main character's interactions are quite believable and with both of their personal situations lends to a quite unique connection between them. Yet another brilliantly constructed story by the awesomely talented Jayne Rylon.

Book 3 is called Mistresses Master, and will involve Lily and JRad as they get involved in the plot elements that leave off at the end of Razor's Edge. Book is tentively due for release in September. 

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Powertools

Book 1

Nothing’s sexier than a man, or five, with power tools.

Sultry summer heat has nothing on the five-man crew renovating the house next door. No one could blame Kate for leaning out the window for a better view of the manscape. The nasty fall that follows isn’t part of her fantasy—but the man who saves her from splattering the sidewalk is definitely the star.

When Mike personally attends to her injuries, she realizes her white knight in a hard hat has a tender side, giving her no choice but to surrender to the lust that’s been arcing between them since day one. In the aftermath of the best sex of her life, she whispers her most secret desire: to be ravaged by his crew.

She never expected Mike would dare her to take what she wants—or that the freedom to make her most decadent desires come true could be the foundation for something lasting…

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Product Warnings

This book may cause you to spontaneously combust as five hot guys bring a woman’s wildest fantasies to life during one blazing summer affair.

This was the hottest book I've ever had the opportunity to read before, Kate is one lucky woman as she gets to act the voyeur in her own, unknowing private showing of the crew's antics.

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For a tasty birthday treat, add four men and stir.

Powertools, Book 2

Note to self: When confessing a crush on an ultra-hot construction worker to your best friend, make sure he’s not standing right behind you.

If Morgan thought spilling the beans on her lust for Joe would scare him off, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Following her birthday wish gone awry, the hunk is treating her to one surprise after another. From little things that make her smile to lavish, romantic dates, Joe is turning out to be the stuff of dreams

Joe’s attentions to the sexy pastry shop owner begin as lighthearted fun. Until he finds out about the past that, until now, has made her keep him at arm’s length. Determined to show her seeking pleasure is no crime, he sets out to fulfill her steamiest fantasies—with a little help from three of his best friends.

After a four-course birthday adventure, which presents Morgan as the sweetest imaginable dessert, she expects Joe to walk away. But now that Joe’s brought Morgan out of her shell, he’s hungry for something he never expected to crave—a forever kind of love.

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Product Warnings

This book features a m/m/m/m/f ménage. Enough said.

You'll never think of cakes the same way again after reading this, its amazing how devilishly sinful a cake can become! The must read sequel to Kate's Crew.

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Powertools, Book 3

One blizzard, two days, three men to keep her warm.

Kayla’s keeping a secret.  She lusts after the men helping to construct her spa.  But that’s not the kink she’s hiding.  No, she hasn’t shared the purpose of the retreat they’re building with the open-minded crew.  It’s not like the fact that she intends to open a naturist haven, clothing-optional, has ever popped up in conversation before.

When a faulty truck engine and one hell of a snow storm combine, Kayla doesn’t realize how tough it’ll be to maintain her cover while living in the tiny log cabin with three sexy men.  So much for a peaceful, naked, vacation.

Dave and his partners turn up the heat, searing away her inhibitions in their two days isolated from the rest of the world.  When the roads re-open, will they want to leave?

Release Date: May 3rd from Samhain ($2.50 USD)

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Book eight in the Cougar Challenge series.  These books do not have to be read in order to be enjoyed.

Lynn Madison transformed from repressed corporate drone to bold seductress overnight when her online friends at Tempt the Cougar encouraged her to take charge of her destiny.  Their advice haunts her as she drools over the hottest Italian Stallion on the planet while stranded in an airport.

Sebastian Fiori is a master of speed.  A rally car driver, he’s used to winning on and off the track.  He sees no need to brake around the sophisticate who revs his engine.  After spotting Lynn’s decadent ménage novel, he prepares to take her for the ride of a lifetime—with his navigator, Mark.

Storm delays threatening Lynn’s brand new life would be far more upsetting if her young stud wasn’t offering a first-class ticket to indulge her fantasy on the way to fulfilling her dream.  Neither of them expects their rendezvous to last beyond their transatlantic flight on his private jet.  But sometimes there’s no escaping the forces of nature.

This was one fun hot book, what mischief could you possibly think of two hot hunks getting up to with an executive set to let herself go on a private jet? Bastien is a rough driven alpha male determined to get what he wants.

Ellora's Cave - Ebook ($4.45 USD)

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A standalone book in the Cougar Challenge series, this book picks up the story of Mark Rossi (introduced in Driven).  Books in the Cougar Challenge series do not have to be read in order to be enjoyed.

Mark envies his friend Sebastian and the Cougar who tamed him. For years he’s had his eye on a sexy, older, married woman. Despite his and Bastian’s sexual adventures, he refuses to poach outside his steamy fantasies.

Sloan travels with the race car drivers as the league’s publicist. Living abroad can be lonely, especially when touring somewhere like China—where beautiful landscapes surround them but language and cultural barriers are high. Until she meets Lynn, who shares her love of erotic romances. In Lynn, she gains more than a friend because sexy-as-sin navigator Mark is never far from the Cougar and her fiancé, making Sloan wonder if it’s time rejoin the dating scene after a nasty divorce.

When Lynn notices the chemistry between Mark and Sloan, she issues the Cougar Challenge. Sloan never imagined she might grant her younger lover the strength to explore the sexual tension that has been building between him and his friend since their Cougars entered their lives.

Four friends, two couples, one night none of them will forget.

Reader Advisory: Novel contains a f/m/m/f ménage.

This is the must read sequel to Driven, the hard demanding drive of heated emotions plays a large part in this story. All leading up to the explosive sexual tension at the end of the book which is highly flammable. This is by far the hottest most sensual book in the whole Cougar Challenge series. If you liked Mark in Driven, you'll love him in this.

Ellora's Cave - Ebook ($5.20 USD)

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Firefighter's Charity Auction

Enjoy this first chapter to what I hope will be a three part series.

Evelyn’s Knight

Chapter 1

“Natalie are you sure about this?”

“You worry way too much Evelyn, this will be fun! Don’t forget to bring your cards in-case you want to bid on one of the hunks, not to mention the fact that this is going to be all for charity.”

“Well if anything goes wrong I’m blaming you.”

“Nothing is going to go wrong, in fact I would think that you’re going to be glad you came with me. Now let’s go before I drag you out the door with me,” said Natalie grinning.

“Ok, fine, let’s go,” grumbled Evelyn.

Soon after they arrived at the busy entrance of the club and looked around and read the big sign standing out in the lobby.

Annual Bachelor Firefighter’s Charity Auction
All proceeds will go to the Burns Research and
Treatment facility.

Tonight at 7pm

“Ok we’re here now, you can’t back out like I know you want to,” said Natalie.

“Like I’ve had any choice... let’s just enjoy it then,” said Evelyn.

“That’s the spirit, even if nothing comes of it, we’re going to be spending the next two hours drooling over hunky firefighters.”

“You got that right,” said Evelyn distractedly as she watched a tall muscular man walk past her carrying a large bag.

“Mmm, I like your taste girl, he’s scrumptious. Why don’t you bid on him?”

“How do you even know he’s a firefighter?”

“Look at his boots, it’s pretty obvious to me and that bag he’s carrying would have his uniform in it.”

“If it makes you happy I will, bid on him, then you can stop nagging me,” said Evelyn.

“Yay, we’re going to have a lot of fun tonight girl, just you wait and see. I read up on this earlier, if you win you get taken for a private dinner date with your firefighter at a high class restaurant nearby. And I am certainly planning on snagging one of these hunks tonight for some fun,” said Natalie.

Evelyn grinned, she knew her friend was a wild one, she hardly ever took risks and now it was even more restricted after she dumped her cheating boyfriend. Tonight would certainly be an adventure, that was one thing for certain.

An hour later and after six hot and hard bodied hunks had been auctioned off to the screaming gaggle of women surrounding them, she felt a lot more relaxed. She was determined to break her funk and do this, Natalie had already bid on three of the previous guys, she knew she needed to put a bit of effort in here. She did after all say she was going to bid on one of them.

“Introducing our next bachelor, Christian Cardenas, he’s 26, and been a firefighter for four years. He enjoys surfing and sailing and also on occasion enjoys para-gliding. His favoured date location is a pumping club. Please give him a warm welcome!” called the announcer as the next man stepped forward.

She could just about feel the drool building as he peeled off his tight shirt revealing a rock solid set of abs and firm pecs. She looked over at Natalie and she decided that she would have to bid on the next guy, her eyes were glued to his solid chest and the bulge pressing against his exposed boxers. She licked her lips as Christian moved to the back of the stage as the announcer stepped forward.

Soon she was looking at her friend mouth agape at what she was hearing, “$500!” she called. There was no way she’d be able to afford that much, it looked like it would have to just be a bid to please her. Then she couldn’t nag once it was over with.

“One final call for $700,” called the announcer.

“$720!” called Natalie.

Once the announcer declared it done Evelyn with a pointed look directed at her friend said, “Girl are you crazy? You spent that much?”

“It felt like he was watching me the whole time, I just had to win this time,” she said,

“Ok then, I obviously won’t be able to afford a date with one of them then.”

“Let’s just see, if you like any of the remaining guys enough,” she said.

Christian walked over light glimmering over his chest as he jumped off the stage and jogged over to them. “What’s your name gorgeous?” he asked as he grinned at Natalie.

“Nat...Natalie,” she stammered.

“I’ll come and collect you at 9pm for our date, don’t go anywhere,” he said and walked away, she was glad she didn’t bid on him. He seemed a bit too cocky for her tastes, but he was perfect for Natalie.

“What a killer body, and oh god that grin of his, I think I might be in love,” said Natalie.

Evelyn grinned and said, “No, that’s lust, looks like you’re going to get what you want out of this night.”

“Oh I certainly hope so, I don’t know how I’m going to survive a dinner with him, without wanting to rip off his clothes and do him there on the table.”

“You naughty woman, but at least he seems to be as wild as you,” said Evelyn.

The announcer’s voice cut their conversation, “Introducing our next bachelor, Nick Donovan, he’s 27 and has been a firefighter for three years, he enjoys horse riding and hiking through bushland and exploring caves, his favoured date location is a nice quiet restaurant. Please give him a warm welcome.”

Nick stepped out onto the stage and her eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets, it was him, the sexy hot man she spotted in the lobby. But now he was dressed in his turnout gear that he was slowly stripping off. His piercing gaze roved the room, just the way he commanded the stage promoted hot flushes to bloom all over her.

Her breathing picked up as sweat dripped down her forehead and splashed on her chest, as with a masculine display of strength. He tore the wifebeater off his chest displaying his powerful, perfectly defined abs and flat hard pecs. Drool almost escaped her as he pulled a bottle out of his pants and uncapped it, he splashed water all over his broad chest the stage lights glimmering off the water on him, her jaw gaped open as he slid the zipper on his pants down, the sizeable bulge encased in his tight black boxers was revealed.

She think she might have groaned, she wasn’t sure when he pushed his pants down to pool around his ankles. Her eyes were locked onto his glimmering chest and the thick bulge in his boxers. His powerful muscles flexed as he showed off his tight hard physique. Then he was looking directly at her, her breath caught in her throat as his eyes bored into her with hot searing intensity. She knew what she had to do, she had to win. He was going to be all hers tonight.

A broad grin stretched over his face as he broke contact with her, a whole body tremor washed over her. That man was hers, he walked to the back of the stage after pulling his pants back up and refastening them, “Can we start the bidding at $200?” called the announcer.

A flurry of fast and hard bidding passed over her as the totals quickly reached $600, “Do I hear $700?” asked the announcer, the woman that had been furiously battling the others shot her hand up. She needed to dig deep and win here.

“$900!” she screamed, Nock turned and looked at her with an eyebrow raised he was just as surprised as she was. She certainly hadn’t intended to spend quite so much, well it was noodles and rice for the next two weeks while she paid back what she owed. The woman that had been battling the others glared at her with such malice she thought the woman was going to combust. It was a silly thought, but Nick was certainly worth it.

“Do I hear anymore bids?” called the announcer. “Going, once, twice, three times, Sold!”

“Oh My God! I can’t believe you just did that Evelyn! Way to break your shell in a big way! Have fun with him,” said Natalie. As Nick approached her like a panther on the prowl.

“I’ll pick you up here at 9pm for our date, I look forward to it,” he said, he grinned at her broadly showing her a big white smile with dimples creasing his cheeks. Then he turned and walked away, her eyes locked on the powerful flex of the muscles of his back.

“Damn, that guy makes Christian look like a scrawny kid in comparison, looks like you won big girl,” said Natalie.

“It’s his confidence and commanding presence that makes him so much sexier, I think I might have the same problem. I’ll probably be hard pressed to keep my jaw shut. It must be our lucky night, we’ve scored the hunkiest of the hunks,” said Evelyn.

“Damn straight, damn still forty minutes to go!” sighed Natalie.

“And you’re the one that wanted to come and watch the hunks,” chuckled Evelyn.

“I know but I’m so hot right now I feel like I could burst,” she said over the announcer’s voice.

“Just enjoy the view and we’ll be done soon enough, I’m anxious too, I just hope Nick is worth the $900 I forked out.”

“Eve, the man has a perfect body, his voice gives you goosebumps as I can see your arm... he likes horse riding, of course he’s going to be worth it.”

“I suppose, and don’t doubt Christian I saw the way he was looking at you, I can predict that after dinner you’ll end up getting hot and sweaty with him in a club then you’ll end up in bed,” said Evelyn smirking deviously.

“Thanks, now that I have my hunk it doesn’t seem like these guys are even that hot,” said Natalie.

“That’s because they’ve probably already gone through the hottest guys, this guy loves himself.”

Natalie snorted and said, “I can see, it’s such a turn off.”

The last half an hour passed as they giggled over the remaining bachelors taking their turn on stage.

“God, that last guy was so cocky,” said Natalie.

“He’s bitten off more than he can chew there, the winner is going to eat him for dinner. She’s a dom, she’ll have him handcuffed to her bed if he doesn’t watch out.

“How do you know that?” asked Natalie.

“I’m a massage therapist, I know people so, I can tell a few things about people, for example I know Christian is just right for you. You’re gonna have a lot of fun and here he comes like sex on legs,” she said.

Christian approached with a broad grin, his short brown hair combed back and gelled with a dark blue silk dress shirt and a tight form fitting pair of dark coloured jeans. “Ready to go?” he asked extending his hand to Natalie.

“Go have some fun girl, I’ll talk to you tomorrow when we go out for lunch,” she said.

They quickly left making haste for the exit, she looked around watching the firefighters all dressed up escorting their dates away from their tables. She just about fainted as she spotted Nick approaching her, his short dark brown hair had been straightened and stiffened with gel. A big white smile on his face making his dimples crease.

A grey suit jacket accompanied his steel grey and black dress shirt with tight almost painted on black jeans, he really was swoon worthy. As he approached her, he reached into his jacket and extracted something, her eyes widened as the fattest looking rose she had ever seen made an appearance. The multi-layered petals and the beautiful fragrant scent reached her. She loved the strong scent of roses, they were so expensive.

“A beautiful rose, for a beautiful lady,” he said as he reached her. He had no idea why it felt necessary to romance her, but it felt right somehow.

“Nick you didn’t have to do that, it’s lovely, thanks,” she said.

“We’re going to an Italian restaurant, I hope you like pasta,” said Nick.

“My favourite food, especially creamy pasta,” she said grinning.

“Perfect, it’s my favourite restaurant too,” he said.

She walked behind him as he lead her outside, she licked her lips as she watched the flex of his ass and thighs while he walked towards the exit.

“It’s not far from here, I know the owner, so we can get seated quickly,” said Nick as they reached his car. A sudden hot thought of her shoving him against the door and yanking his pants and shorts down and then devouring his cock sent hot flushes all over her body.

He unlocked her door and opened it for her, he was a real gentleman too, it was way more then she had ever gotten with her pig of an ex. She sat down on the seat and clipped her belt into place.

Nick took the time she used to situate herself in the seat to take a deep calming breath, he needed to control himself before sitting down, good thing he had his jacket or he’d be feeling more embarrassed then he already was. With just a look she had him hard as a pole.

He opened his door and slid into his seat careful to drape the edges of his jacket over the bulge in his pants and shut the door. “What’s your name?” he asked.

“Evelyn, let’s have a nice time,” she said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

They drove towards the restaurant in tense silence, the heat simmered between them, normally she would have been talking about everything and anything with the hunk next to her. But the heated tension between them stayed her tongue, she didn’t want to do anything to risk her chances with the man.

With the stiffness of his shoulders and the way his hands clenched the steering wheel she knew he was feeling exactly the same, she grinned. She looked down at the jacket covering the bulge in his tight pants and had a naughty thought of reaching over him and unzipping him and pulling his thick cock out to stroke and tease.

A hot flush passed over her at the naughty thought, the car rolled to a stop as Nick pulled the car into a parking space out the front of the restaurant. He quickly got out of the car and walked around to her side and opened the door for her, she grinned at him and said, “It’s nice to see chivalry isn’t dead.”

He grinned at her and took her hand escorting her to the entrance of the restaurant, “Hey Nick! Regular table?” greeted the usher.

“Not tonight Paul, I got a beautiful woman with me,” he said with a grin.

“Come right this way, I have the perfect seats for you,” said the usher. He directed them through the relatively busy restaurant, until they came across a section of the restaurant with a few tables, only one of them being occupied with a couple.

“We just set up this area a few nights ago, it’s our private couples dining area, the menus are on the table, a waiter will be with you shortly to get your orders. Have a pleasant evening,” said Paul as he left the room.

Nick pulled out the chair from the table and gestured that she sit, he was certainly a real gentleman. A keeper that was for sure, she chastised herself then for having such a thought. Such a refined man wouldn’t be looking at somebody like her as a long-term partner especially not after she paid practically a fortune just to be here on this dinner with him.

As Nick took his seat she said, “He was exceptionally friendly with you.”

“Yeah, it pays to be friendly to the boss’s son, my father owns this restaurant,” said Nick.

“So this is you ‘knowing’ the owner,” said Evelyn. He certainly wouldn’t want her permanently, not with his charming personality and his good looks. His parents probably expected him to marry somebody a lot more high class then her.

He grinned and said, “Yeah, my father was a waiter here when he first started he worked his way up to manager then he bought the place when the old owner retired, the food here is the best.”

The thick sexual tension that had been vibrating through them had lessened slightly, but every time he flashed that gorgeous smile at her a hot flush passed through her. She was a sexy confidant woman, she would do this without embarrassing herself. She would compose herself and act normal as she possibly could.

She picked up her menu and looked through it, the pricy figures next to all of the dishes made her want to collapse into a heap. She was already so far in it, why not indulge in it. “So what do you do for a living?”

“I’m a massage therapist, sometimes a psych therapist too, some clients bring in all their baggage as well. There’s nothing for them to do really but to talk, sometimes it gets frustrating though.”

“How is that?”

“Like do I really need to know that your boyfriend dumped you? Or that your neighbour irritates you? I’m a masseuse not a quack, I have no idea what gives people the impression that I can help them with those sorts of issues,” she said then clamped her mouth shut. He was probably thinking she was a chatterbox now with her rambling on the way she was doing.

She almost sighed again as he flashed his killer grin with his gorgeous dimples and said, “Sounds pretty challenging at times, its similar to some of my job situations. You have to deal with sometimes hysterical people. Some of the time, the victims themselves are more dangerous than the fire you’re rescuing them from.”

Before she could answer the waiter stepped up to them and said, “Are you both ready to order?”

“Yes, I’d like the chicken pasta,” said Evelyn.

“I’ll have my usual.”

“Ok, Creamy pasta with chicken strips and pasta with meatballs, they should be ready in 15 to 20 minutes,” said the waiter as he stepped back away from the table.

“You’ll love it, I’ve tried it a few times. But I like the meatballs best,”

“How often do you come here?” she asked.

“Every week, I also do it to visit my father, he needs a bit of company every now and then. My mother passed away a few years ago, she developed a brain tumour, doctors said that it was in-operable.” If he could have he would have kicked himself, he had only ever shared his private pain with his fire unit and only after a few months of them prodding him with questions.

“That’s sad, though I’m glad you have such a close relationship with your father.”

“Thanks, so what made you go into massage therapy?”

“I like helping people, most of my clients seem to be construction workers or emergency personnel, but there’s also the patients that have chronic pain issues. It’s the sense of helping people feel better from daily tension and stress. What made you decide to become a firefighter?”

“One thing is that you get this wicked adrenaline rush when you’re heading into intense situations, rescuing people that would have been killed without your assistance generates this peaceful feeling that settles inside of you. Knowing that you’ve saved some people’s lives, life is precious it can’t be regained if it’s lost unlike most possessions.”

She smiled at him as she listened to his passionate declarations about the job he clearly loved doing. “It’s also just about being there, supporting the victims. Especially if they’re in a vehicle smash and you can’t get them out until a way is cut into them, just holding their hand giving them that life line is a special feeling.”

If she didn’t watch out she could see herself falling in love with this man, which would be highly impractical. He lived for the thrill and excitement of his job, her relatively tame and mundane existence couldn’t possibly hope to hold his interest. She would have to make every single bit of their time together last.

They made some small talk and discussed their hobbies until the waiter came back with their dinner plates and silently devoured their meals. After she had finished, Evelyn dropped the fork on the plate with a clatter and leaned back into her chair. “That was certainly the best pasta I’ve ever had before.”

Nick grinned and looked at her, his eyes searing her. “I’ll have to tell Dad that, that was his recipe.”

She stifled a groan, again she pictured ripping off his clothes and riding him on the table. Nick picked up the napkin and wiped the sauce from his lips and dropped it back on the table. “Do you want to leave?” he asked with a slight hint of huskiness in his voice.

She was going to have this man tonight, she didn’t care she was for once taking the risk. She hoped she didn’t end up regretting it. “Sure, where do you want to go?” This was it, it was up to him now.

Heat crawled over his body at her words, she was leaving the decision up to him, butterflies fluttered in his stomach he had to take her offering or he’d be kicking himself in the morning. “I was thinking your place, we could have a drink.”

“Sounds nice, lead the way,” she said.

“Did you drive here tonight?” he asked.

“No, my friend did, so you have nothing to worry about on that count.”

As they passed the front counter Nick leaned over it and said, “Paul, add the dinner to my tab, I’ll pay next time I come to visit Dad.”

“Sure thing Nick, have a nice night,” he said.

He took her hand in his and led her outside to the car and opened her door for her, I wonder where he picked up all his charming manners from, she thought as she slipped inside the car and buckled up.

Once Nick sat down in his seat, the sexual tension between them snapped and bubbled, almost reaching boiling point. She resisted the urge to reach over and kiss him, if she did that now she knew what would happen.

Nick stifled a groan as the fiery hot look from Evelyn as she looked over him set him hard as a post again. He pushed his jacket over the thick bulge and started the car. They drove towards her apartment in tense silence. Only broken by her directions, he was crawling out of his skin, he didn’t know what he’d do if she rejected him now. She was a classy lady, someone who he didn’t think he’d meet tonight.

Soon they were pulling into the apartment garage, the sexual heat simmering around them, beginning to reach boiling point. He opened the door and stepped out walking around to her side and opening the door for her. He took her hand and shoved the door shut, tension strained his body as he resisted the urge to throw her against the car hood and ravish her.

She would have laughed at his tense poise if she wasn’t feeling exactly the same thing, somehow she doubted that, they would even get to her bedroom before they were all over each other. She opened the door and let Nick lead her inside. “Which room?”

“107,” she had always thought her apartment number was a sign of good luck. And in many ways to had been, once they reached the door she unlocked it and pushed it open.

A Picture Speaks a Thousand Words

Or in this case many more! Enjoy this offering :D

Prisoner

Chapter 1

Their mission was a top secret recon into the mountain base of a desert tribe that they had been monitoring for some time, peculiar oddities had been observed. They didn’t appear to act like most other tribes, seeming to have a completely different society. Sergeant Jared Mackenzie was the forward recon for this scouting mission they were to accomplish, their directive was to find out what was so different in their tribe then the many others scattered around.

But they were betrayed only unit members and the generals knew about the top priority mission and they were ambushed...

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The first thing Sergeant Jared Mackenzie heard as consciousness returned was the steady plop of water droplets falling on the floor with an audible splash. He tried to open his eyes but found them tightly secured with the rough fabric tied tightly over his eyes. He struggled a bit his wrists tightly bound to what he assumed might be a hook or a bolt in the ceiling in the room he was in.

The jerking motion sent him swinging slightly, he was hanging off the ground, vulnerable. Icy fire seared the back of his head as he became aware of a harsh throb centred there, he leaned forward and exhaled harshly.

Suddenly a door squealed open and the clatter of heeled shoes echoed over what he assumed was concrete. A sibilant husky tone then spoke out sending a rush of chills all over his body. "Ahh my solider is awake, make no mistake, you will tell me everything I wish to know about your presence here. My skills as a Mistress are revered by my tribe, hopefully you'll provide a nice challenge, I've been feeling quite bored lately.”

His mouth was dry, his tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth, he wasn't able to respond. She stepped right up close to him, a fragrant scent reached him, he inhaled sharply as something sharp pressed against his neck.

"Hmm... you look delicious, let’s see what you have got there," she purred and grabbed the front of his shirt and sliced it open with her dagger and then tore it from him slicing the shreds from him. He panted as sweat beaded over his chest.

"Just as delicious as I thought," she whispered huskily, her nails raking over the ridges of his abs as she leaned forward and sucked one of his nipples into his mouth, making his breathing catch.

She would have a lot of fun playing with this strong muscular man, it would certainly be fun breaking him and making him spill all his secrets.

She swiped her tongue up his abs, the hot smooth skin flexing under her, his hot salty taste had the potential to be intoxicating. She would sample more as she toyed with him, she reached behind him and dug her nails into the base of his spine and slowly dragged them up his back. An involuntary cry spilled from him as his muscles spasmed with the electric sensation. She grinned wickedly, she loved using blindfolds it drove her subjects wild.

Her skills were lethal, he had to clamp down on everything and bear the pleasure, he knew very well was intended as torture, fiery hot pain would have likely have been more tolerable then this slow sapping burn spreading across his body, making him ache and burn. He shuddered as her nails scraped over his neck gently caressing him, electric tingles flooded over his body as he swayed, his boots dragging over the ground.

She grinned evilly as she leaned forward and raked her teeth across his neck and down his chest lapping at the beading sweat, she reached up and rolled her tongue around the inner rim of his ear before tugging the lobe with her teeth and whispering in his ear. “I know you like this, it gets you hot, your pants can barely restrain you, if you tell me one thing, just one thing I’ll take them off so you can breathe. How does that sound?”

He groaned, he couldn’t say anything or he might just say something he shouldn’t. He clenched his jaw to keep the words from coming, it was going to be rough, she was only just getting started. “Well then, you will be begging me soon enough to relieve the pressure,” she said huskily. She slid her nails along the sweat gathering along his belt. Scraping his firm skin, making ripples of pleasure spread all over him, she dragged her nails down over his belt and then over the thick bulge inside of them.

Making him gasp harshly as his legs jerked sending him swinging again, she licked her lips as she watched the powerful flex of his muscles as he strained against the tight bonds, she reached up to his armpits and stroked him gently, making his arms twitch slightly before slowly raking her nails down his sides forcing a loud shout from him as his muscles convulsed. She loved to tease, she could do this for hours.

And with how he was resisting, she might need to, but it would be fun and certainly alleviate her boredom. “It will feel so much better if you stop resisting me, I know how to make you burn with pleasure, you’ll feel like you’re burning alive. But then if you do keep resisting that’s exactly what I get to do to you,” her husky voice flowing over him. It was another of her talents the way she could modulate her voice, her Arabic background helped with the exotic touch.

He would survive this then kick some ass, as far as he could tell, the restraints were tethered to a hook or a bolt in the ceiling, if he could fray the rope enough he could get loose, but first he needed to survive the dominatrix’s sensual torture without spilling his guts.

“Hmm... I need you to pay attention, no wondering off there,” she whispered her nails dragging across his chest scraping his nipples. She pulled back the band of his pants and grabbed hold of her dagger, she carefully sliced through his belt and cut the band of his pants and with a sharp yank tore his pants away from his hips and sliced away the remaining material.

He groaned as the cold dagger pressed against his enflamed skin, with only a pair of sweat dampened boxers covering him. He gasped as electric shocks fizzled all over his body as she dragged her nails up the insides of his legs to his groin then down again, he leaned back and moaned. He was helpless against the relentless tide of searing pleasure.

“Tell me something I wish to know and I’ll give you a break, give you a little relief from the burn,” she whispered as her nails continued to caress him, sweat running in rivulets down his chest and gleaming on his forehead.

He was going to tell her to give it her best shot, he couldn’t take too much more of the heat eating away at his composure, sapping his will. Now he knew why she was so revered, she was an expert at her craft. She hadn’t even really touched him and he was almost ready to burst. “Give it your best shot, you won’t break me,” he growled as he struggled.

His voice was hot and rough it spoke of his commanding presence, she would break him, “Oh I think I will.”

He snarled viciously at her as she scraped her nails over his abs again, “Mmm, I think you like that,” she whispered. She leaned forward and swiped her tongue over the hot muscle, her teeth scraping him as her nails gently caressed the large bulge pressing against his boxer shorts.

She reached up and scraped her nails over his nipples while her other hand teased his thigh, toying with the bottom of his shorts. She grinned as his muscles clenched tightly, she was driving him crazy. Clattering sounds came from outside as a distinct dragging sound came closer, as the door squealed open.

“Amelia we have another one here, can I play with him?” asked a soft sweet voice.

She turned and looked at the man being dragged in by one of their guardsmen, “Who is he?” she asked.

“Captain Kyle Phillips is what his tags say,” said the woman.

“Might be useful, string him up next to the Sergeant here and wait until he wakes up, then you can have your fun,” she said.

“Ok, I’d like that,” she said as clinking sounds came from the hook in the ceiling.

Jared clenched his jaw to stop himself from saying anything, it was worse than he thought if Kyle had been captured as well. At least he would have support when he broke out of here though, he just had to work on controlling his mouth while she tortured him.

“Oh and keep the blindfold off him, I want him to be able to see what I’m doing to his team mate,” said Amelia.

“This shall indeed be fun,” she said grinning with glee as she stroked the powerful muscles in Kyle’s arms.

Jared leaned back letting his body go completely slack, he needed to let the sensations roll over him rather than resist their pull, it had to be easier than fighting against the burning tide of pleasure. He knew that she hadn’t even really begun yet, she was just warming up. He had to be strong for his Captain, they’d do the same to him as he woke up.

“Are you ready to tell me what you know?” she purred as her nails continued teasing him, sending chills across his body.

He grunted and dropped the tension in his muscles, she grinned she was overcoming his resistance. She just had to push him harder, leaning forward she caught one of his nipples in her mouth and sucked and nibbled it. Her nails moved up and gently stroked his cock through the damp fabric.

Jared concentrated on evening his breathing, thinking of everything but what she was doing to him. He almost passed into a relaxed state when a loud groan broke the silence, he knew that Kyle had woken up.

“Ahh, my Captain has woken up, you and your Sergeant will be spilling your guts and telling us everything we need to know about your activities here,” she said softly. Her voice was sweet but he knew that sweetness covered the darkness lurking behind it. Before he could begin to retreat again, a loud ripping sound echoed out.

“That’s better, now we can start the fun,” she said with a laugh.

“Maria, I will need your assistance soon, what I plan is more effective with two,”

“Sounds interesting,”

His breath hitched as she dragged her nails gently over his cock again, as a shuddering groan broke from Kyle.  Cool air bathed his aching cock as the band of his boxers were pulled back, “Let’s get rid of these shall we?”

He tried to pull back from the sensations but he couldn’t manage it, he clamped his jaw to stop the moan from breaking loose as his boxers were torn away cool air flooding over him. “Mmm, nice package there Sergeant,” she said huskily with a hint of a giggle.

Forgetting to control his breathing he gasped harshly as she suddenly sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth, her nails scraping his tightly drawn balls. Then she drew him all the way to the back of her throat and swallowed around him, he couldn’t stop the moan that escaped him and the harsh gasp coming from his friend.

“Get him naked and ready, and come help me over here,” said Amelia as she drew back slightly grazing him with her teeth, her nails dragging over his balls and his thighs. Soon came the tearing sounds and then a long drawn out groan. He refused to think of what she could be doing to him, he needed to focus on this.

“I’ll give you another chance to tell me what I wish to know.”

“Kiss my ass,” he growled.

“Gladly,” she grinned and picked up a bottle of oil, he would break with this. She opened it and poured some oil onto her fingers and stroked down over his ass. He clenched his jaw to keep the moan building in, the oil was burning him, his thighs and cock twitched with the burn of the oil. Then more oily fingers caressed him, stroking his chest and abs, spreading the fiery mix all over him.

He was on fire, every nerve ending screamed with the furious heat of the pleasure burning all over him. He whimpered and moaned none of his muscles would work, all that he could do was pant and moan. “Just tell us what we need to know and you’ll get the relief you need,” she said huskily as her nails trailed up his thigh, spreading the oil with the palm of her hand.

Soon enough every inch of his body was covered with the burning oil, driving him crazy with burning need. He couldn’t let them win, he had to stay strong, soft groans similar to his were coming from the other side of the room and he knew that Kyle was having just as much trouble with keeping the heat at bay.

“We’ll let him stew for a bit, let’s get the Captain ready,” she purred. Now should have been a good time for him to build his strength back up, but the burning oil sapped at his will, he was lost in a churning sea of red hot passion.

Time seemed to flow like quicksand around him, lost in the burning ache of the oil and the groans from Kyle as they oiled him up as well. He stiffened the moment fingers began caressing him again, time had lost meaning to him as he slid away into the burning flow. “It can all end right now, if you would tell us what you were doing here. Why were you spying on us? We will find out I can assure you.”

He was weak, he was considering it, the thought shamed him. He needed to stay strong, battle the fire. “I will break you,” she purred promise in her voice. He wouldn’t let her win, he couldn’t let her win. A buzz sounded and as a reaction his muscles clamped up, she rolled the vibrator down his back making him spasm and groan.

Using this window of weakness she pressed it against his ass pushing it in slowly. A violent curse that he couldn’t contain forced its way out of him as he bucked against the consuming fire burning him. He was going to burst soon without any direct contact, then a cold grasping sensation gripped his cock. The thought burned through him, she had put a cock ring on him, he was going to stay unmercifully hard for as long as she wanted.

She nipped his ear and whispered, “I’m going to force so many orgasms from you, that you will wish that you had told me what I wanted to know.”

A second buzz sounded to the right of him then strained groans, she pushed the vibrator deeper into him pressing against his prostate the bundle of nerves burning with the fiery hot pleasure incinerating his body. Then she grasped his cock coating it with the burning oil, then stroking him gently teasingly, her nails feeling like razor blades now that his skin was incredibly sensitized from the oil.

The pressure built to a boiling point as she stroked him and rolled the vibrator inside of him. Before she shut it off and released his cock. Leaving him rocking against the edge, needles of icy hot pleasure flooded through him, his cock was so heavily swollen it ached from the denied release. He shook and trembled as she dragged one nail underneath his cock and over the head.

With a loud yell he exploded, his orgasm searing his nerves setting his blood on fire, fuzzy whiteness bloomed over his eyes from the intensity of his release. Once his hips stopped jerking he realized to his dismay that the ring had stopped him from losing hardness.

Her hot lips covered him and sucked him hard, her tongue rubbing against him, flicking the most sensitive parts making him jerk and regain full hardness. “I can keep doing this until I get an answer,” she purred scraping her nails up his cock.

He cursed as the fire ate at him, his breathing was harsh as he tried to control himself. But it was to no avail as her nails and her lips and her tongue and teeth were designed as pure torture tools, he struggled limply in his restraints. When she finally would leave he had no idea if he’d be able to gather the strength to escape.

It wouldn’t take much more and she’d have him broken, spilling his guts to stop her torture. She reached behind him and switched the vibrator back on as a loud shout and a long groan came from the other side of the room. Sucking his cock back into her mouth, she teased the sensitive crest of his cock while her nails teased the base of his cock, scraping her nails around the restraining ring. He grunted and tried to hold back his reaction as the other man groaned harshly. She grinned as she heard her voice, taunting him with that deceptively sweet tone.

She reached behind him again and twisted the vibrator, making him moan as she rubbed it up and down inside of him. Forcing his muscles to spasm as she swallowed around him and teased his balls, he was strung as tightly as a guitar string. She let his cock slip out of her mouth and said huskily, “I can give you the relief you need if you tell me what I want to know.”

“Go to hell,” he panted roughly, he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of breaking him down. He’d rather pass out then give in.

“Well I gave you the chance,” she whispered before shoving the vibrator deeper into him pressing it up against the nerves, a howl was torn from him as she turned it up to maximum and rubbed it against him. Her lips locked over his throbbing cock, he groaned and bucked against her as another furious orgasm burned through his body. It exploded from him with razor sharp fire as a mix of pleasure and pain assaulted him.

His hips bucked uncontrollably as his cock pulsed in her mouth, the involuntary jerks caused by the vibrator extending and increasing the fire consuming him. He cried out wracked with pleasure and pain his whole body tense. After she had finally drawn every last drop from him she pulled back and said, “Now you’re just being stubborn, tell me what I want to know and I won’t need to do it again,”

A loud curse from the other man came, as he convulsed against her, she grinned they would break one of them. Her man panted harshly and croaked, “Never...”

“We need to go get some more tools, they’re proving a tough challenge aren’t they?” asked Amelia.

“Yes they are, he’s fun. Let’s go then, we’ll be back soon. We’ll get your secrets soon enough.”

They walked out of the door and it squealed shut.

“How are you holding up Jared?” gasped Kyle as he twisted in the restraints.

“I don’t think I can handle much more, I was close to passing out that time, also not being able to see shit is making it more intense,” he said groaning. “We got to get out of here.” He forced his legs to move, he groaned as the vibrator rubbed up inside of him.

“Need to fray this damn rope so we can get out of here.”

“I’ll start trying to, too bad it’s not a hook,” he said as he started to swing, groaning as the vibrator moved around inside of him.

Jared cursed and said, “Real inventive torture they’ve thought of.” He built up the speed until the rope started creaking as it rubbed along the metal. Soon his feet hit the wall, using the solidness he pushed off from it making the rope rub longer and faster against the hook. Soon enough it started to wear and stretch. With a forceful tug he bore all his weight down on the weakened rope with a popping sound the rope tore and he fell to the ground with a grunt and a thud.

He raised his bound wrists and pushed the heavy blindfold up off his eyes. He blinked as bright light flooded into his eyes. He blinked again as he focused his eyes on the knots and quickly set about pulling them apart. With a thud and a grunt he looked to his right to see Kyle sprawled in a heap on the ground. He reached up and tugged on the ropes.

Finally he was able to catch one of the knots in his teeth and pull it apart. The rope then quickly unravelled and dropped to the ground, he stumbled over to Kyle and quickly untied the rope.

The clattering sound started again and got closer, quickly they scrambled to the door and waited for the door to open, as it squealed open they launched their surprise. Amelia shouted in surprise as Jared slammed her against the wall knocking her out while Kyle took care of Maria. Jared reached around and yanked the vibrator out and walked over to the pile of his shredded clothes and picked up his shirt and tied it around his waist.

“Let’s get out of here,” said Kyle as he disposed of the vibrator and tied his shirt around his waist. They looked around the corner and saw nothing there, they obviously didn’t expect them to escape their room. Silently they crept down the hallway until they heard voices coming. They both dove for cover in a hidden alcove as a man and a woman walked past.

“Marcus have the patrols found anymore of those men?” asked the woman.

“Aziara, it looks like the others have escaped, we estimate at least three others.”

“Damn, we need to contain this situation, the only way is getting the details of their mission from the captives, how much longer on that?” she asked.

“We can go ask Amelia now if you would like, it shouldn’t take too much longer. We could offer them assistance, its taking longer than usual.”

“Oh I like that idea, carry on, lets go see,” she said as they continued walking down the hall.

They both cursed under their breath as they realized their escape was about to be noticed.