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Below you will find a little excerpt from “Blood’s Voice” by Áine P Massie (book #1, House Millar series). Also, there is my giveaway. . . for “Blood Bound”, book #2 in the House Millar series.
Both books are told from Mistress Anya’s POV and revolve around not only her learning to live as a vampire along with humans, but with her human lover, Declán, and her vampire lover, Nicholas. What she didn’t know was that the relationship wasn’t a V but rather a ménage, lol. . . Or, at least she didn’t until the excerpt below
Declán chuckled in my ear and he suddenly was on top of me, pinning me down, grinning wickedly.
“Be good,” Nicholas laughed. “She can still take you, ya know.”
“Don’t I wish!” Declán nearly growled. His look shifted from playful to hungry without missing a beat.
I flashed a look at Nicholas, but he didn’t look any calmer.
“Declán? What are you doing?” I demanded, flipping us over so I was suddenly straddling Declán, my knees on either side of him. I half pulled him up into a sitting position, not moving away from him. “Are you insane?” Was he really going to start this with Nicholas right there?
I couldn’t focus. Nicholas was abruptly behind me, kissing down my neck as Declán began kissing my mouth fiercely. I was vaguely aware of Nicholas’s hands reaching around me, to untie my top, and slide it down my now exposed shoulders.
I felt Declán’s hands begin to explore my body as Nicholas breathed into my ear sending shivers violently through me. Why were they doing this to me? I couldn’t resist them both. “Let yourself feel, love,” Nicholas murmured.
The cravings for Declán were truly painful, exquisitely so, but I suddenly wanted more from Nicholas as well. In my mind, I knew this was a terrible idea, but I just couldn’t seem to care and threw myself into loving them both as much as I was physically able.
Their hunger seemed just as intense and consuming as their hands and mouths both began the feverish explorations of my body. I could tell the difference in their touches, Declán’s soft and warm versus Nicholas’s cooler, iron grip but all I could think was more and how they were both mine. It sent an exquisite piercing through me when Nicholas grasped me, pulling my face roughly into his chest, and I felt my fangs descend through his flesh.
His gasp was cut short as Declán locked his mouth over Nicholas’s.