Note: This is Book 1 of the Winchester, Arizona series. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order.
STORY EXCERPT
Kellan freaked. He was all for biting, nibbling, and hair pulling, but the woman just drew blood and sank what felt like tiny knives into his muscle. He tried to push her off, but Jade only growled and bit down harder, refusing to let him go. She growled. The freak actually growled at him like a motherfucking animal.
“Jade, that doesn’t feel too good. Could you get off please?” He could remember his manners once in a while. His mama would be proud.
Except Jade didn’t stop. The tip of her tongue flicked at his torn flesh as if savoring the taste of his blood. Her tongue felt different now, thinner and strangely animal-like.
“Jade, you’re getting a little rough. Now knock it off.” He gritted his teeth at the blistering pain of the powerful bite. Her hand came up to rest on his chest, and he saw her nails morph into sharp claws.
Okay, fuck manners.
He yelled out in fear and shoved her off with enough strength to pry the woman off and force her back against the seat.
“Jade, what the hell are—Jesus!” He flew back away from her, nearly jumping out of his skin when his elbow hit the horn.
Jade’s eyes were a light shade of brown now, and she had fangs. She looked like a crazy person or some kind of demon-human freakish mutant. The rest of her was still the same, though.
She chortled like a lunatic, seeming drunk with happiness and quite proud of herself. “I bit you, Kellan. You’re mine now, all mine. Make love to me.”
He shrieked and held his hands up to keep her at bay when she leaned toward him. “Get back! Look, I don’t know who or what the fuck you are, but you’re really starting to freak me out. I know you’re not human, so why don’t you just tell me what the hell you are?”
She looked at him like he was the crazy one. “What are you talking about? What’s wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with your fucking face?”
She flipped the visor down, and her shrill scream sounded pretty damned convincing. “What’s wrong with my fucking face?”
“I don’t know,” he said in an equally loud volume.
They looked at each other and screamed. Her eyes, teeth, and tongue became normal again as she put the visor back up and fumbled for the lock on the door. “I have to go. I need a therapist or an exorcist or something.”
“Yes, go. Get help,” he urged her, shooing her away with his hand.
“Will you pray for me?” she asked.
“What? Yeah, sure. I guess.” He grabbed some napkins from the glove compartment to mop up the blood on his shoulder. “I’m not really religious, but I’ll pray to whoever is listening to help you with your issues.”
“I appreciate that. Oh God, I think I might have swallowed some of your blood.” She spat on the ground, looking wide-eyed and panicked. “Oh God, you don’t have any diseases, do you?”
“What? No. I get physicals regularly. My last one was about a month ago. I’m clean. What about you?”
“What about me?”
“You fucking bit me!” he shrieked. “Your eyes and teeth got all jacked up. You don’t have some kind of satanic rabies, do you?”
“What? No, Kellan. I’m not a dog or a demon.” She sounded rather offended, and he couldn’t really blame her too much.
“How do you know? You can’t even remember who you are except for what your driver’s license tells you. How do you know you have a clean bill of health?”
Jade’s blue eyes became saucers, and her jaw dropped. She grabbed her head with both hands. “Oh no! I could have all sorts of funky diseases and not even know it!”
“And then you just passed them on to me!”
“I know!”
He held up a hand. “Now wait a minute. Let’s just calm down and think about this for a second. There’s a town coming up. We can stop and see if there’s a hospital. We’ll get you a CAT scan, I mean checked out, to make sure you’re sane, I mean clean, and I’ll get checked for rabies, I mean issues.”
She nodded uneasily and reached for his hand, rolling her eyes when he flinched away. “For heaven’s sake, Kellan, I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Said the woman who just bit me,” he snorted.
“Now, Kellan,” his confounded mother rebuked him in his head. He sighed. Darn her.
He extended his hand and helped Jade back up into his truck. She sat on the passenger’s side and closed the door. Kellan reached into the glove compartment for the Purell.
Jade rolled her eyes. “Well, isn’t this a lovely turn of events. One minute you can’t keep your hands off me and the next you’re using Purell after holding my hand.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just freaking out here. I’ve never been bitten by a woman before. Are you sure you’re not some kind of demon?”
“What? No! Are you crazy?”
He forced an uneasy half smile, but his skin was crawling. “No, but I think you might be.”
ADULT EXCERPT
“Clothes off, angel face,” Sawyer ordered. He started stripping nonchalantly as though he expected her to obey him and it was perfectly normal to get naked in the desert beneath the rising sun.
Then again, she’d gotten naked outdoors with Kellan last night. Perhaps it wasn’t a big deal. It was freeing and adventurous and for some reason being around these hunky cowboys compelled her to lose her inhibitions.
Jade slowly took her clothes off, trying not to let her mouth hang open at the two naked men before her. They were strong, cut, and gorgeous. Sawyer’s physique was just as impressive as Kellan’s, and he was equally well endowed.
“Nice and obedient. I like that.”
Sawyer closed the distance between them, and the way he towered over her made her feel small and helpless but then safe and protected when he put his hands on her arms and slowly caressed her insecurities away. She was only five feet three inches, and the tall cowboy looked to be somewhere around six foot two.
“You’ve got a right fine body there, cupcake,” he murmured as his warm hands moved to cup her breasts.
Jade moaned when he massaged them and again when his mouth swooped down to engage hers in a mind-blowing kiss that left her dizzy, weak, and inflamed for him. The stubbly facial hair on him tickled her skin, but the teasing sensation proved to be very erotic.
It was awfully sweet of Kellan to share her with his brother. He obviously liked her but was thoughtful enough to give her every woman’s fantasy of a threesome before they parted ways.
If she liked having a three-way, perhaps she could repeat the act sometime. Although doing it with other men probably wouldn’t be quite the same for her. These cowboys were special. Sleeping with other men after this might be enjoyable for her, but it wouldn’t mean as much as having a romp with these studs. She didn’t know why.
Kellan stood behind her now and traced invisible patterns all over her back. “I like your butterfly tattoo. It’s really pretty.”
“Thanks. I’d tell you the significance behind it, but I can’t remember.”
Jade went breathless from the feel of four manly hands touching her body all over. She lost the battle to smother the loud whimper that escaped her when Sawyer put his big, warm hand on her bare pussy.
“And you’ve got your cunt waxed. Good girl.” A self-satisfied smile spread across his handsome face when his thick finger pressed a little harder and came to rest in her creamy slit. “You got a little wetter when I praised you. Do you like being called a good girl?”
She nodded, trying to remember where the knowledge of breathing had gone.
He hooked a finger under her chin. “I can’t hear you, kitten.”
“Yes, I’m a good girl.”
“Mm, yeah you are. You’re going to come hard with us inside you, aren’t you?”
Jade nodded again as Kellan rubbed her shoulders. She gulped when she saw Sawyer’s arched eyebrow. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” He smiled and gently pressed his exploring finger to her needy clitoris.
A pleasured little cry slipped from her at the zing of delight that resulted in the affected area.
“Now you are just way too damned responsive, missy,” Sawyer murmured as he rolled her breast with one hand and continued to engage her clit with the other. It pulsed and sizzled with hot, desperate yearning beneath his forbidden touch. “I like that.”
“I know. Isn’t it great?” Kellan agreed as he kneaded her buttocks.
The dual attention from the sexy-as-sin cowboys made her crazy with want. How the hell was she supposed to walk away from heaven after tasting it? Oh, well. At least she got to experience a ménage a trois. It wasn’t something they could do permanently anyway. Just a fleeting, passionate fling, but it would burn into her memory for always.
“Did you bring the lubricant?” Kellan asked him.
Sawyer came up for air from sucking her neck with a ferocious ardor that promised to leave a hickey on her abused skin. “It’s in the saddlebag. I’ll get it. I want to be the first to take her hot little ass.”
Jade’s eyes widened, and she grabbed on to Kellan when he walked around to the front of her. “Will it hurt?”
“Probably a little if it’s your first time, but since we don’t know, it’s hard to say,” he answered. “But with both of us filling you, yeah, probably. The intense pleasure will be worth it, though. I promise. And Sawyer will prepare you really good. Now do me a favor and come for me.”
She bit her lower lip. “Well, gee, Kellan, if you insist.”
He grinned and tapped her pleading little clit a few times. “Oh, I do.”
She swiveled her hips and moaned when his long, thick finger sank into her heated depths. He slowly fucked her with his digit and used another finger to make her clit very happy.
Sawyer returned with the lubricant and knelt on the ground behind her. “Such a gorgeous ass. I can’t wait to fuck it. I bet she’s real tight, aren’t you, cupcake?”
“I guess. I don’t know. I’ve never stuck my cock up there,” she quipped.
Kellan laughed. “Oh, good.”
Sawyer snickered and swatted her fanny once, stealing a surprised yip from her. “Woman, you’d better not have a cock anywhere on you, or there will be some serious hell to pay when we’re done here.”
Jade’s giggle evolved into tiny mewls of pleasured torment when Kellan brought the building sensations inside of her to an even greater intensity and added another finger to her damp, aching vagina.
She squealed and came up on her toes, trying to get away when she felt the humid heat of Sawyer’s breath on her puckered rear entry. “What are you doing?”
“Just tasting your cute little asshole, angel. Nothing to get your panties in a bunch over.”
His frank dialogue shocked, flattered, and aroused her. “I showered this morning, but I…this is…I—”
“Shh.” He licked her anus gently and groaned with evident desire as he laved her there.
“Sawyer! What the hell are—ow!” She winced when he gave her a firm smack on her right butt cheek this time.
“I said hush, woman. I’ve got you.”
She got the impression that Sawyer Brooks liked to be in charge in the bedroom.
