Hades Squad Book#4, Demon Seed, was released on January 9, 2012 and here are some comments from reviewers:
Wow, this was freakin’ great! I absolutely flew through this. This book just had everything I loved. DEMON SEED is just one of those stories that takes hold from beginning to end. Jianne Carlo has become a favorite of mine with this series, and I am hoping that we haven’t seen the last of the Hades Squad because I love these guys! Rho, The Romance Reviews – TOP PICK
This is a wild and sexy romp through South America in true Jianne Carlo style. I was sucked into this story from the first page-I downloaded it for review at about 10:00P.M., and before I knew it, I had reached the end, and it was almost dawn! I laughed, I cried and I was pleasantly surprised at the twists at the end. Demon was right all along about Sister Helen not being an ordinary nun.
Victoria, Night Owl Reviews
Demon Seed Blurb:
Demon’s carefully plotted revenge against the man who abused him, Pedro Nunez aka The Smiling Killer, is not off to a good start. For starters, he just rescued Pedro’s niece Jacinta, and now he’s falling in love with her. But just whose side is she on?
Demon Seed Excerpt – Adult Content – Erotic Contemporary SEAL Action Adventure:
Demon Seed’s set in the Amazon and in this scene Jacinta and Demon are in staying in a town located near the mighty Orinoco, a river bordering the countries of Venezuela, Brazil, and Guyana.
The second floor hallway was deserted, and nothing appeared askance. When Demon reached their door, the strand of hair that he’d placed between the door and frame remained in place. His bunched neck muscles relaxed, and he knocked. “Jacinta?”
“Coming.” The thin walls allowed him to track her footsteps to the door. No roaring his climax in this place. An image of Jacinta gagged and bound and a sweet little pirate-wench role-play had his dick hard and aching in a blink. Walking the plank had a whole bunch of appeal if she was the one guiding him—by the prick.
The door opened, and he scanned from her plump bare toes to the cute dry, inky spikes of hair. She hadn’t showered. Fucking great. Soapy foam and her olive skin was an image more mouthwatering than any Michelin-rated five-star meal.
“I like your outfit.” He gestured to his T-shirt.
She waved him in and glanced at his empty hand. “Didn’t they have any?”
“Two dozen.” He held up the bag he’d tucked into a belt loop.
“Twenty-four?” She opened the bag and flashed him a wide grin. “Boxes. Now that I comprehend. I put the condom on this time.”
Demon slid the chain into place, locked the door, and placed the key on the far side of the dresser. “You can put the rubber on every time, kitten. Let’s get wet.”
He’d never survive her putting a rubber on his dick.
It had taken him less than two minutes to get them naked and under a hot stream of water. Then she’d knelt to put on the condom, and the damn thing kept curling in on itself and she went into a fit of the cutest giggles in the universe. Five minutes; he’d counted each agonizing nanosecond. No rubber, Jacinta’s nose brushing his dick, her fingers grazing his balls, cupping the base, and holding the skin tight.
“Kitten.” He dropped to his knees. “Give me that rubber.”
Water plastered her spiky hair, and his prick went ape shit at the sight of her. Cheeks flushed to a delicious pink by the spray and steam, eyes all natural, the mesmerizing color of her irises more blue than green, he had never seen anyone, anything, more beautiful. He fumbled with the rubber, and she gave a delighted shout when it flew across the stall.
Demon grabbed for the condom, rolled over, and jammed the sheath down his cock.
“I have you at my mercy.” She looked like a pagan goddess, and he knew in that moment that they’d fuck in the backyard of his cottage during storms. Setting her hands on his belly, she clambered over him and straddled his thighs, kneeling on the wet tiles.
He circled her waist.
She batted at his hands. “My turn. Let me. Put your hands above your head.”
His stones did a couple of somersaults. Nothing he liked more than a bound-and-tied role-play. Even if he wasn’t in charge. Demon couldn’t take his focus off her face.
She slid him a peek and took his cock in a firm grip, sliding her hands up and down his on-fire erection. “Next time. No rubber until the last second. I want to feel you. To smell you. To taste you.”
“Honey. Mount me fast. You’re dirty talking me into a hard-rock place.” He clasped his twined fingers so hard that the palms burned.
He prayed for mercy. She positioned his throbbing prick at her core, and he bit his tongue when the crown slowly, millimeter by millimeter, disappeared into the honeyed heat of her pussy. His throat went dry, and his pulse jumped and spiked higher and higher until he couldn’t hear the drumming of the shower for the blood thundering in his ears.
She had the bluest-black pubes, and the contrast between the rose of her labia and the inky curls had his lungs straining. Halfway to paradise. He growled when her fiery sheath squeezed him, once, twice. On the third contraction, she moaned and let her full weight bear down on his dick, impaling him to the hilt.
His groin, every single muscle below his waist tautened to the point of pain. “Ride me, Jacinta. Ride me hard.”.
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