Zac McBain is the Manchester Cynn Cruors’ medic and he unearths a secret in Midnight’s Fate. His attention is focused on finding the Specus Argentum with the Ancients, the source of the precious silver. Instead he finds something even more precious: Faith Hannah. Here’s a sexcerpt from Midnight’s Fate.
Zac sucked in his breath. This tempting morsel was giving herself to him, giving him permission to kiss her.
Faith wasn’t in her right frame of mind. She was dreaming, giving her permission to the lucky bastard behind her eyelids, to taste her.
“Please….” Faith’s hand trailed down his chest, lower, lower, down to rub her hand up and down his hard shaft. “I need you.”
“You don’t know what you’re saying.” Zac stilled her hand from teasing him but she kept on sliding it up and down his encased shaft. “You need to rest, Faith.”
Zac’s tenuous hold on his willpower snapped. Whether it was because he was already weak and needed sex to heal or his attraction overrode his logic he didn’t care. He wanted her.
He desired her.
He took her mouth in a primal kiss, his tongue swiping against her teeth before parting them to tease her tongue. Zac’s blood roared and rejoiced, Faith moaned, her body arching toward him, her breasts pressed to his chest in offering. His kiss demanded that she give in and she did, the sounds she made spurring his lust. He held the back of her neck keeping her head still so he could devour her. Even in her sleep her tongue tangled with his and explored his mouth. She tasted sweet, hot, and Zac could smell her liquid heat.
Slowly he covered her body with his, nudging her legs apart to graze his painfully hard cock against her mound. She lifted her legs, whimpering as she moved her hips to grind against him to position her core against his shaft.
“More,” she whispered against his mouth.
Zac thrust against her jeans encased sex.
Desire became his blood. He had to taste her, needed her like a man starved of water. He grazed his teeth against her jaw before nipping on her earlobe. When she gasped, he sucked the sting flicking the flesh with his tongue.
“Off…” she gasped.
Zac did as she asked. He rose to kneel in front of her. He took her shirt off, threw it to the side of the cot and leaned forward to graze his mouth against her breasts. Then he took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, hard, while his hand played with the other. She cried out, tangling her fingers in his hair. Then he lavished her other breast with the same attention. His tongue loved the feel of the hardened nubs grazing his taste buds, enjoyed the taste of her delicately salty skin, salivated for more of her. The smell of her skin, her sweat was intoxicating, her gentle musk bringing the sweet scent of her blood into his nostrils. His palm went lower, caressing her as he moved to the dip of her waist, the gentle valley of her stomach, and the feminine swell of her hips. Ancients! She was so responsive. He smiled against her hardened peaks when her hips bucked.
Her jeans had to go.
Deftly, Zac undid the button of her waistband, pulled the zipper down and dipped his fingers into her wetness. He inhaled sharply and groaned. The scent of her arousal enveloped him, strengthening his senses, feeding the Kinaré, igniting his passion. His mouth watered when his thumb found her sweet spot bathing it more with her cream. He circled it before inserting his third finger inside her sex. He made a sound at the back of his throat when her vagina squeezed his digit. His cock was jealous and wanted in but Zac didn’t listen even though his shaft was in pain and wanted to shoot its load. He inserted another finger.
“Oh God, yes!” Faith clung to him as she bucked her hips in tandem with his hand. Her eyes were still closed tight, her breath coming out in short sexy puffs. “Almost there….”
Zac flicked his fingers inside her before taking them out and thrusting them back in. He felt her climax coming, her channel tightening in response to his finger fucking her. But there was something he needed to do. Wanted to do.
He leaned back to remove her jeans taking her panties off with it before settling between her legs. Her smell nearly drove him to his own climax, feeling his pre-cum trickling from his cock. His fingers were coated with her cream, her pussy glistening in invitation. He swiped his tongue against her clit. She shuddered. His body immediately absorbed her essence. His growl of satisfaction at the same time he laved his tongue against her folds from top to bottom approving her moans. He licked between her folds taking her bundle of nerves gently sucking it before inserting his tongue inside her hole. Zac gripped her thighs digging into her flesh while he lapped up her sweetness. He closed his eyes, his lust flaring when she held on to his head holding on to his hair while she humped his mouth. He loved the way she held his head pushing his mouth away from her mound when she had too much but still coming back for more. He gave her what she wanted.
She gave him what he needed.
Then Zac placed his fingers inside her and sucked her clit at the same time.
She came with a keening cry flooding Zac’s mouth with herself. Pleasure like nothing he ever felt before flowed through him. He felt gratified that he had brought her ecstasy. Her body trembled from her orgasm and he continued licking her dry until she came back from the clouds. Zac made his way up her body, licking the salt from her sweat, flicking her hardened peaks before kissing her deeply, making her taste herself on his tongue.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
Then he was gone.