Monday, November 24, 2014

Can the Voodoo priestess break her men's curse

Night Moves       The Doms of Sybaris Cove 6
by Tara Rose
a BDSM Menage Romance
from Siren Bookstrand
10% discount until December 1st 
Nita Trudeaux had her heart broken by Keith Durante and Billy Raleigh years ago, and since then, she’d written off the self-proclaimed princes of Sybaris Cove. Until she agrees to have lunch with Brett Durante and Mark Raleigh, that is. Nita has just helped them make major inroads into discovering the origin of the curse on all male Durante and Raleigh descendants, and the men are smitten.
The voodoo priestess in training fascinates Brett and Mark, and it doesn’t take long before they fall for her. When Nita discovers the names of several demons who may have cast the curse on their great-grandfathers, the men will stop at nothing to have her for their own.
But can she overcome her past hurt and learn to trust a Durante and Raleigh man again? And even if she does, what will this discovery mean for everyone on the island? 
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, role play, sex toys, HEA]
Her body felt alive, like she’d just awoken from the most restful, deep sleep she’d ever had, in which her dreams were peaceful and empowering. A humming sound took up residence in her brain, bringing with it an awareness of how her body had responded to them from the moment they’d walked into the conference room yesterday morning.
She wanted them. Not in the way she’d been curious about sex the first time with Keith, in his room while his parents watched TV downstairs, oblivious to what their son was doing. This was different. She was a goddess. A siren. A charmer. And these two weren’t going to use her or hurt her. She knew that as suddenly as she knew the sky was blue and the ocean was deep.
Nita moved toward Brett without thinking, and kissed him. Right on the mouth. She parted her lips, and when his tongue slipped inside, preceded by a surprised moan from him, she wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and simply let go.
His hands tangled themselves in her hair, and he tugged it, not enough to hurt, but the gesture forced loud moans from her throat and a desire to kneel at his feet and offer him anything he wanted.
His tongue and teeth raked the inside of her mouth until she was dizzy. Nita had never been kissed like this. It was heady, and exciting, and sent waves of crazy lust racing through her body. Her clit throbbed. She contracted her Kegel muscles by instinct and nearly came. All from a kiss. Imagine what will happen when we make love.
When he released her mouth, his eyes filled with surprise and more lust than she’d ever glimpsed. Instead of making her afraid, she had an urge to run her fingers along the muscles his clothing couldn’t hide. She gazed toward his crotch, where an impressive bulge tented the front of his jeans. What would he do if she unzipped them?
“I…um…I don’t know where that come from, but thank you.”
His reaction was so unlike what she’d expected that it spurred her on again. She kissed his cheek. “No. Thank you. For being such an amazing kisser.”
“I’m an amazing kisser, too.”
Nita laughed softly and turned to face Mark. “I’ll bet you are.” Just before she leaned forward to kiss him, she caught him glance over her head toward Brett, an expression of confusion on his face.
Mark was as skilled a kisser as Brett, if a bit rougher, but she liked that. He cupped her face and shoved his tongue into her mouth, forcing more moans from her. She wrapped her arms around him, as well, and he lifted her onto his lap. She didn’t need to gaze at his crotch to know he was aroused. His bulge pressed into her thigh, and she groaned again as erotic images of making love to both men danced through her head.
Where the hell had this come from? She didn’t care. She only knew it was right, and she wanted them.
When Mark released the kiss, he brushed a finger along her face. “Nita…we’re only human. Tell us what you want here. I don’t want to assume anything…and I know Brett doesn’t either.”
“Will you laugh?”
“Oh my God, of course not.” Brett moved to the coffee table so he could see her, as well. “Never. I know this isn’t like you. I know that took…I don’t know what. Courage. Boldness. Everything you had to dig deep to find. We would never take advantage of that, or use it to hurt you. Never.”
She swallowed hard. “That’s all I needed to hear. Thank you.”
Mark placed a finger on her face again and turned it toward him. “Then I only have two questions. What do you want from us tonight, and do I kiss as well as Brett does?”
She chuckled. “Yes, you do.”
“And the answer to the first one?” asked Brett.
She gazed from one to the other, breathing hard now. Her entire body was on fire. She’d never felt this way, and it was so liberating and amazing that she was certain she’d sprout wings and fly any second now. Just say it! This was what she’d fantasized about when she was barely old enough to understand what sex was. Not to be taken and used, but to be cherished and cared for, and treated like a precious treasure.
In a way, she was giving her body to them just as if she was about to have sex for the first time. Because her prior sexual encounters had been anything but consensual. This time, she’d do it right. The way she’d always dreamed it should have been.
She took a deep breath. “I want you to make love to me. Both of you. The right way. The way it’s supposed to happen.”
They both exhaled out loud as if they’d been holding their breath. “If we do this,” said Brett, “we don’t do it half-assed. And by that I mean I don’t want a one-night stand.” He glanced toward Mark for a second. “I have no fucking clue if this can work…or how it will work, but I don’t only want you for one night.”
“Same here,” said Mark. “This is crazy.” He chuckled softly and shook his head, then ran his fingers through his hair. “Don’t misunderstand me, but I feel like I’m drugged or something. Did you put some voodoo hex on us or what?”
She lay on her left side and stretched her arms overhead, feeling wanton and very sexy for the first time in her life. “No. What?”
“Me fucking that tight, hot pussy while you suck on Brett’s cock at the same time.”
“Really?” asked Brett.
“Yeah. Really.”
“I’d love to make that dream come true.”
Really?” She laughed because they both asked it at the same time, in identical tones of voice.
“Yes, really.” She reached for Brett, grasping his dick in both hands. She had no idea what to do, so she went on instinct, brushing her fingers over the veiny surface. It had a surprisingly velvety feel to it, as well, and judging by his moans, she was doing something right. When she moved to his balls, Brett’s moans grew louder and he tangled his fingers in her hair.
“That is really hot to watch,” said Mark, his voice breathy and far away.
“Feels pretty fucking good, too.” Brett moved closer to her face, and she opened her mouth. He slid his cock into her so gently that she had to blink back tears again. She hadn’t expected them to be so careful.
As he thrust slowly, Mark teased her pussy lips and clit, and then he slid his dick into her. Nita couldn’t believe the intensity of the sensations. Mark and Brett each thrust together, and she could barely hang on to what little control she still had. It didn’t matter anymore. She was theirs, body and soul now, so Nita simply let go.
Mark pushed deeper into her pussy, rubbing her clit at the same time, and her orgasm was so strong and so sudden that she had to consciously relax her mouth so she didn’t accidentally bite down on Brett. He slid more of his cock into her mouth, and she relaxed her throat muscles so she wouldn’t gag. She had no clue what she was doing, but judging by his soft grunts and the dreamy look on his face, she guessed it felt good.
“Can we switch?” asked Mark, withdrawing.
Brett made a sound that she assumed meant he agreed, and then he took his dick out of her mouth and kissed her, tongue and all. “Thank you,” he whispered. “For all of this.”
“No, thank you. Both of you. For being so considerate and…so wonderful.”
“Oh, Nita. You should have had this much care and passion when you were younger.”
“It’s all right.” She brushed her hands along his torso. “It doesn’t matter. That part of my life is dead and gone. I’m here now, with both of you. This is my reality.”
Mark took off his condom and knelt next to her face. “Wise woman. You understand what’s truly important in life. Most of our relatives could take a lesson from you.”
She gazed into his eyes as he slid his cock into her mouth. Brett put on a condom and slipped his dick into her pussy, and then they began to thrust again. Mark held her head still with both hands, and just as she’d experienced a thrill when Brett caught her wrists above her head, erotic images danced through her head at being restrained this way.
Would they tie her up one day and spank her? Or do whatever it is they did to subs? She knew nothing beyond the few details Celina had shared with her, but now she wanted all of it. She needed to experience anything and everything these two could give her.
Brett played with her clit and her ass cheeks as he fucked her pussy, and when he lightly slapped her ass, she groaned so loudly that Mark pulled out. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m sorry. That was a noise that meant I liked it.”
They exchanged a quick glance. “Well then,” said Mark, “perhaps it’s time to introduce you to some play?”
“Oh…I would love that. Yes. Please.”
* * * *
Nita hoped they weren’t done with the fucking, but now that they’d suggested kink, she wasn’t going to stop them. Her entire body tingled with anticipation as Brett crawled off the bed and opened an armoire. She sat up and gasped at the array of toys inside. Everything from floggers to metal cuffs hung neatly on hooks or rested on shelves. “Is that product from Phoebe’s Playthings?”
He turned and grinned. “Of course. You think I’d use a competitor’s toy?”
“Well, I don’t know. You might.”
Mark grabbed her around the waist and bent her over, delivering several blows to each ass cheek in quick succession. Nita screamed in laughter as endorphins raced through her body. Her lust was so intense now that she became dizzy. When he was done, she didn’t move, hoping he’d start again. “That’ll teach you to even suggest such a thing.”
The Doms of Sybaris Cove...
In the Gulf of Mexico, southwest of Timbalier Island, is a tropical paradise named Sybaris Cove. The original inhabitants of this island were escaped convicts from various Caribbean islands. They came to the island seeking refuge, but instead found greed and jealousy.

William and Robert Raleigh, brothers who made their fortune running rum and engaging in other illegal activities, hid out on the island in 1945. Taking advantage of the infighting among the natives, they began buying up land and laying down roots, promising the people of the island order and peace.

Instead, they were joined by cousins Agapito and Iago Durante, who were just as corrupt as the Raleigh brothers. The island soon became the private plaything of the Raleighs and Durantes, and the natives their servants. But the natives, who had brought with them a blend of voodoo, Santeria, and dark magic, had their own way of dealing with Robert, William, Agapito, Iago, and their sons.

The sons of both families started a mail order business, making and selling floggers, paddles, and other leather fetish toys. Phoebe's Playthings grew into a multi-million dollar corporation that the Raleigh and Durante ancestors now run from the island.

However, the male ancestors of William, Robert, Agapito, and Iago share more than their thriving business and paradise. If they try to leave the island, they die.

Someone put a curse on them, and no one knows where it originated, or how to break it, but they definitely know it's real...
**Click HERE for the Who's Who on Sybaris Cove page, including the Raleigh and Durante family trees**
About the Author
   Tara Rose is the author of popular MFM/BDSM series: Racy Nights; The Alpha Legend;  Passion Peak, Colorado; and The Doms of Sybaris Cove.  She writes about small towns and what happens behind closed doors. Tara writes exclusively for Siren Bookstrand.  

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