xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune: Flawed by Felicity Brandon Dark Necessities Prequel – Book One #DarkRomance #Paranormal #BDSM #Thriller

Wednesday 3 July 2019

Flawed by Felicity Brandon Dark Necessities Prequel – Book One #DarkRomance #Paranormal #BDSM #Thriller






 

For some stories, there is no happy ending



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Predator and prey—trapped together in one final, beautiful dance—but only one of them could get out alive.

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Blurb:

One powerful serial killer. One visceral connection.
One deadly secret that should have stayed buried.

Men like Ethan Reilly should never fall in love. Dark, enigmatic and dangerous, Ethan is the perfect predator until he meets Lily Simpson, a woman passionate enough to placate him and strong enough to surrender to him. 

For a while Lily’s love is enough. 

But the darkness inside Ethan is too powerful to contain, and soon it spills into their burgeoning love affair. As he wrestles with his demons, Ethan must come to terms with who he really is, but if he does, what happens to Lily? Can any love be strong enough to survive a past as terrible as Ethan’s? And what kind of future can they forge from the ashes of his awful admission?

Read Flawed, a Dark Necessities prequel, and discover the making of not one, but two monsters.




It was going to be the pleasure. It was always going to be the pleasure—that was the curse of Ethan. He was impossible to deny—an irresistible force that she just could not resist.
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Excerpt
Lily was in position now, Ethan’s cock level with her face as she contemplated how to begin.
Releasing his shaft, Ethan relaxed back into the chair, though she could sense the full weight
of his stare on her as she inched toward him. She began at the base, running her tongue all the
way up the underside of his shaft until reaching the end. His cock throbbed with what seemed
like impatience, but if there was any doubt about how her effort had been received, the long,
satisfied sigh from Ethan’s lips reassured her.
“Yes,” he enthused. “Do that again, Lily, and this time take me in your mouth when you reach
the end.”
Lily whispered her agreement as she shifted back into her original place, extending her tongue
to lap at the smooth flesh of his penis. Slowly, she dragged it right along Ethan’s length again
before doing as he suggested, and taking the head between her lips. He groaned in response,
his hips thrusting his cock further into her mouth. A sense of panic filled her. He was so big!
If he truly tried to fill her throat, then Lily knew she wouldn’t be able to breathe, and that
thought terrified her. Acting on instinct, she drew away, trying to be free of his insistent shaft,
but the hand in her hair shifted, applying just enough pressure to keep her in place.

“Relax!” he rasped, sliding himself back into her mouth again. “Breathe through your nose,
Lily. I’m not going to hurt you.”

His words seemed to steady her enough not to fight the lunging erection in her mouth, but
Lily was still on edge as he pumped the thing in and out of her. On the one hand, the whole
act seemed so preposterous. Lily had never even heard of such a thing, and she’d had no idea
Ethan would want to try it, but on the other hand, she knew he was right. She could take in air
through her nose. She would be okay, and as he plunged his cock even deeper, Lily became
aware of something else—she might even be starting to enjoy it. It wasn’t the act itself that
aroused her, or, at least she didn’t think it was. More likely, it was the sense of subjugation she
felt as she knelt between his legs, aware of the large palm at the back of her head, holding her
in place. He was using her for his pleasure—just like he’d done when he’d ordered her to
strip, and something about that dynamic made Lily hornier than she’d ever been before.

But that didn’t make sense. None of it did. This was 1969. Women didn’t get their kicks by
demeaning themselves for men. Even ones as gorgeous as Ethan. So, what the hell was wrong
with her? Why were her nipples beading into tight knots at the realization, and why did her
core ache with need?

“Fuck,” he grunted. “That is so good, beautiful. Your mouth is amazing. I’m going to come
inside you.”

What? Her eyes fluttered open, even though Lily hadn’t been aware that they’d closed. He
was going to come inside her, but wait—what did that mean? Reflexively, she tried to rise
from his cock, but the hand at the back of her head was insistent.

“Stay,” he told her firmly. “Stay right there.”

That low sense of panic filled her up again. She remembered how it had felt when Ethan had
come before, and Lily wasn’t sure she wanted that to happen now, inside her mouth. Her
hands pressed into the leather either side of his legs, and she fought against the pressure of his
hand for all she worth, but she wasn’t quite strong enough, and each new thrust of his eager
cock seemingly made the thing even larger in her mouth.

“Ethan!” she tried to cry out, but of course, that was an impossible feat with a mouthful of
Ethan’s giant cock lodged firmly down her throat.

“Breathe,” he called out from somewhere high above. “And take it for me, beautiful.”

In that moment, time seemed to stop. Lily wanted out. She didn’t want to pleasure him this
way anymore, yet it seemed she had no choice. The hand that had once goaded her passion
now acted as an autocrat, keeping her where Ethan wanted her, while he found his pleasure.
Lily was consumed by the act. All she could see was Ethan’s flesh, all she could smell was his
masculine scent and all she could hear was the sounds of his cock pounding into her mouth.
He’d said he didn’t want to overwhelm her before, but he’d failed. Lily was completely
fucking overwhelmed. 

One powerful thrust was all the warning she got before a shot of fluid filled her mouth.
Ethan’s hand relaxed at that moment, finally enabling Lily to retreat, but it was too late. Her
mouth was full of whatever Ethan had just filled it with, the liquid spilling out as she gasped
for breath. Falling forward, she caught herself to brace on her hands and knees in shock. Lily
watched, wide-eyed, as more of the stuff pumped from his cock.

“Swallow it down.”

The sound of his voice made Lily meet his gaze for the first time since she’d first lapped at his
cock, and she found a hard, blue stare glaring back at her.

“I mean it, Lily,” he said in what almost sounded like a growl. “Swallow my cum like a good girl, and then get back up here. I want you to clean up the rest.”

Lily blinked at him in disbelief. Her mouth was still full of the salty fluid he’d deposited
there, but for the life of her she couldn’t wrap her head around the instruction. Why the hell
did he want her to swallow it, when every instinct she had told her to spit it out?

Slowly, his powerful torso leaned toward the place she knelt, and he pierced her with only one
word. “Now.”



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