When Prince Duncan Caldwell loses his way home and knocks on a stranger’s door, looking to find shelter, he doesn’t know his life is about to change forever. Not because he can’t tear his gaze away from the beautiful woman who opens that door, but more so because she’s a stranger yet he can’t shake the feeling she belongs to him. And discovering she’s been banned from his home can’t stop the vortex of his feelings nor the truth of his world from crashing down on him.
This is just the beginning of the Virtus Saga, where nothing is as it seems. Not the world, since its all-pervading sex drive hides a scary lack of violence. Not the people, since soul mates Prince Duncan Caldwell and Lord Christopher Templeton share a love that is unrivaled until that fateful knock on Ylianor Meyer’s dilapidated shack.
This book starts the love and the passion that entwines fiery sex into this intricate three-way relationship. It’s a unique connection, laced with jealousy and violence that are unknown to their world. This is not just another erotic dark fantasy series. This is the making of a trio. Of three remarkable characters that must overcome their uncontrollable lust to face the truth about themselves and their planet if they want to defeat the darkness about to devour them. To be as one whilst three! To share power and love in equal measures. This is their real challenge, the lesson they must learn. Otherwise, how will their world survive?
But what if he doesn't want me anymore? Cold reasoning warned as he remembered how bitter the separation had been, memory taunting him with their last hateful meeting, each bent on hurting the other with a vengeance the prince had regretted soon afterward. Yet, searching his beloved's face, he could find no trace of rejection in those blue-gray eyes that were still fixed on him--or more correctly, eating him up--while the sensual body was moving closer. "Hello, lover." The blond angel's husky voice had breathed, reaching him with a naughty twinkle lighting his face. "Missed me?"
"I can't even begin to tell you how much."
"I knew you would." Chris's smile of satisfaction brightened his face. Then grabbing his hand, he pulled the prince out of the room. "Come. Let's go somewhere more private. How about your room?"
Leading him upstairs, Duncan was not surprised to notice many wistful glances in Chris's direction, his blond angel inevitably attracting attention, apparently now more than ever. Some even attempted to stop him, in spite of his evident lack of interest, Chris having eyes only for Duncan. As in a daze, the prince vaguely remembered reaching his room and closing the world outside.
They did not talk much that night, too concerned in reconnecting at a purely physical level to waste precious time on useless words, which could never adequately describe how Chris filled his senses like no woman had been able to do, satisfying his craving for kisses, touches, strokes, rubs, sucks, slides, shoves, penetrations, releases. The familiar tastes and smells made Duncan feel at home…and not a moment too soon, he realized, gripping the firm cock that had caused so much pleasure in the past. In rapture, he pressed a warm palm on the long stem, twitching under his skillful touch as if it recognized its true master, before reaching the shiny head first with his tongue, then wrapping his mouth around it and sucking it deep inside.
With a swift plunge, Chris pushed into his yielding opening, the erection straining in the tight confines, as it demanded more space. The prince's lips ran all the way down to the base, his wet flickers on every bumpy vein increasing its size to great proportions, rubbing the soft skin lovingly and lavishly while the blond angel groaned under every lap.
At the same time, his fingers slipped to the perineum, tracing the distance between Chris's balls and his ass, the tender hole opening up the second he circled its edges.
"Oh, lover, I'd almost forgotten how good it feels with you." The blond angel's mumble was a sure sign he did not know whether he liked the play on his ass more than the one on his cock.
"Liar." Duncan challenged. "As if I didn't know this is all you thought about."
Chris grinned. "Maybe it's not such a great idea to get back with someone who knows me so well." Clutching the prince's hard shaft, he stroked it forcefully. "Or has such a great big piece of scrumptious flesh."
Duncan squeezed Chris's rigid thickness harder. "If that's the way you want to play it, come and get it." Amused, he lay on his back.
"Thought you'd never ask." Moving elegantly, the blond angel covered Prince Caldwell, head raised over the tip of the prince's erection, his cock aimed at the warm mouth underneath.
The game became definitely more interesting as Duncan resumed his ass tease, fingers rimming the borders in tighter circles before shoving inside, while his mouth drew in the whole of Chris's hard bulge in repeated sucks that brought the tip close to his throat. At the same time, the blond angel's mouth worked miracles on his avid organ, his insuperable skills a trait he had sorely missed throughout the entire two years of unexciting separation. That his blond angel loved cocks was no surprise as was the discovery he had perfected the art of sucking to a point Duncan did not think he could resist another sharp intake into the fiery cavity, squeezed by the avid lips and bathed in the tongue's lavish laps.
"Stop, Angel." He had to beg eventually, holding Chris by the blond silky strands. "You've gotten too good over the past years--"
"And you're driving my ass crazy." Chris retorted, moving to straddle Duncan. "Now all it wants is to feel your cock slam into it." At these words, his narrow hole came down on the tip of the erection, screwing itself firmly on it.
The impact took the prince's breath away, his shaft inching inside the accommodating flesh that had no trouble fitting his entire length and thickness. Drowning in familiar territory, Prince Caldwell raised his hips, shoving deeper into the yielding hole, opening it wide to his own necessities, setting the pace for their frenzied dance. Matching every upward thrust with a downward push, Chris adapted to Duncan's tempo and even when the prince increased it, he shifted to allow the cock to slide in and out at a faster pace.
But Duncan wanted to possess him in every position, hardly satisfied until he had tasted his blond lover's surrender in more ways than one. With a leg flip, he turned Chris on his back, then pressed him face down on the bed as his stone-like rigidity slipped again inside the hot hole to pump it even harder than before.
The new position allowed for greater leeway so Duncan plunged headfirst into the accommodating flesh that sucked him deeper inside with every shove. And Chris's ass responded beautifully, rising up whenever the prince pushed down, coming together in the delicious slamming that also rubbed the blond angel's throbbing cock on the mattress.
His muscles already quivering in anticipation of the release soon to come, Chris accelerated. "I don't think I can resist much longer."
Duncan stopped altogether. "Oh no, I forbid you to come until I say so." With a twinge of regret, he pulled out of the starving ass, then, slipping a hand under the blond angel's stomach, flipped him on his back before cradling the long legs to his chest.
Having understood what Duncan wanted, Chris raised his ass until it was right in front of the greedy cock, which slid inside effortlessly, the hole's dimension more than adequately fitting the large thickness.
The dance resumed, but this time the prince could not resist his blond angel's enchanting ass squeeze that seemed to beg for the hot dense fluid to fill it. Bending his head on the upraised erection, which Chris was jerking off, Duncan wrapped his lips around the bulging head and it was the end for both as his mouth received the jets down to his throat just as he flooded the ass with his own hot semen.