Logan’s
silence made her fidget. He ended her suffering when he said, “I’d suggest to
the brother outside of her affections to work harder at pleasing the woman he
cares about, if he wants to win her heart.” He glanced at Arlo. “I’d suggest
his brothers help him out. Perhaps, the brother on the outs and the woman got
off on the wrong foot. Maybe neither of them knows how to step around that
first awkward meeting to actually see each other for who they really are.”
“Just
what I was thinking, bro.” Arlo smiled at Fay. “Tsi ge yu i—I mean,
love, I’d like to introduce you to my brother Logan.”
“This
is silly—” She felt her stomach flutter as Logan interrupted her with a kiss.
She drew her hands up to push him away but stopped in midair when his lips, so
warm and soft, pressed against hers again with such tenderness. His mouth moved
in a slow, seductive kiss that said he truly wanted her.
He
broke away. “It is a pleasure to meet you, my lovely Fay Avalon. May I have
this dance with you?” His tone was deep and sexy.
Her
fingers caressed her mouth where his lips had been as she spoke from behind
them. “This is crazy.” Her breasts bounced with each hurried breath she took.
She glanced at Arlo. “There isn’t any music. How am I to dance with him?”
Logan
stood, scooping her up into his arms as Arlo started singing. “Like this,” he
said, cradling her body against his in a way that wouldn’t cause her any pain.
He nuzzled her neck then kissed his way up to her ear and whispered, “While we
dance, will you play an innocent get to the core of the truth game with
me?”
“I’m
not good at games.”
“It’s
not a physical game. It’s intellectual. It’s a game that allows people to get
to know each other fast. However, you have to speak from the heart’s truth. If
you can’t speak from the heart, you can’t play. I’ll start.”
Her
arms tightened around his neck as Arlo broke into the main chorus of a
beautiful ballad. Logan swayed and turned, holding her in his arms. “Fay
Avalon, you tantalize me with your loveliness and your amazing strengths. You
weaken my will, and that is why I fear you.”
His
confession was shockingly honest and real. No man in her world would ever
reveal such a truth. “You can trust me, Logan. I will not betray or lie to
you.”
“Ah,
but I can’t. I trusted once and was betrayed. People died because I was a fool
who believed in honor.” He set her down and tapped at the bridge of her nose.
“The game is…you reveal what you feel about the person in front of you.”
“But
it’s important to me you understand I will do whatever it takes to prove my
word and honor to you.”
“Darlin’.
We’re playing a game to get to know each other, not debate or discuss issues. I
told you what I thought of you and my reaction to what I was feeling. It’s your
turn to tell me what you think of me and your feelings about it.”
He
held her in his protective embrace, only her toes touched the ground as he
carefully moved her around the fire with his long steps. He carried most of her
weight as they moved to Arlo’s song.
She
looked into his eyes. It was as if she saw him for the very first time. “I
fight my true feelings for you because…”
His
penetrating stare coaxed her to tell him why.
“Because,
well…because you hold my fate in your hands. You have yet to tell me what my
future will be. It’s hard to make plans when I fear I will live as a prisoner
in your world. Or worse, I will carry a death sentence over my head to be
enforced when all this settles down.”
“I’ll
grant you a beautiful future if you tell me you care for me and will forever be
true to the clan of Abán.” He held her body against him, moving in time with
the song. “Do you want to honor our world and make it yours?” He stopped
dancing.
She
answered with her heart. “I do. Do you want me here?”
He
locked his stormy eyes to hers, his gaze ablaze with passion. “I do.”
“Then
let me know it. Show me in the things you say and do.” She tilted her head back
expecting him to kiss her. Instead, he surprised her with his boldness.
“I
never do what’s anticipated.” He pulled her closer into his chest and whispered
in her ear. “It would make me boring and predictable.” He slipped his hands
under her blouse and stroked his fingertips in seductive circles over her
flesh. The passion in his eyes grew hotter. “I’ve desired you from the moment
you walked through my front door.”
She
widened her eyes in mock shock then shot her gaze over to Arlo. His raised brow
and cocked head made her turn a frown back in Logan’s direction. “You said this
was a game of truth.” She placed her hands over his, keeping them just below
her breasts. “That’s a lie.”
“No,
it isn’t.”
“Logan,
it was quite obvious to us all that morning the only thing you wanted to do to
me was to interrogate me.” She looked at Arlo again. He shrugged and started
singing another song. Coward. He was avoiding voicing his opinion.
“Then
you’re all blind, because the first thing I truly wanted was to kiss those
perfect lips. The second thing was to interrogate that succulent mouth of yours
to make it tell me the truth about you.” He glided his touch around to the
sides of her breasts.
Fay
liked how his hands caressed her, and she wasn’t about to tell him to stop. His
touch created a fire deep inside her, something she’d longed for all her life.
“Fay,
a person can be suspicious of someone, but it doesn’t necessarily negate a very
strong attraction to them. How do you think most assassins get in close for a
kill? Their targets find them very attractive.”
“Hmm,
didn’t think of that. What you say is true.” She felt his fingers stroke down
her lower back to play with the laces holding her blouse closed. A subtle heat
warmed her pussy. “I’ve known a few women who loved their husbands but didn’t
trust them to be faithful.”
“See.”
In one swift motion, he pulled at the laces and removed her blouse.
“Logan,”
Fay whispered. Arlo’s soft singing in the background reminded her they weren’t
alone.
He
trailed his seductive touch to her bra straps. Slipping his fingertips beneath
the material he worked the silky strips off her shoulders. She crossed her arms
over her breasts to stop him from removing it.
“Logan,
we can’t—”
He
swept her deeper into his arms and stopped her words by pressing his mouth to
her ear. “Tell me true…do you desire me?”
Without
breaking his hold, she was able to brace a short distance between them, just
enough to gaze into his eyes. “Truth?”
“Nothing
but the truth shall ever pass between us.” He tilted his head forward and down,
closing the space between them. He brushed his mouth softly against hers,
merging their heat, and then did it again. He licked the seam of her lips, and
she couldn’t help herself. It was a physical need. She granted his tongue
entry.
Her
bra fell free before she circled her arms around him. His touch ignited her
flesh as he moved his fingers to the front of her jeans and worked her zipper
until her pants dropped to the ground. “The truth is—” she murmured at the
release of his lips.
“The
truth,” he whispered in her ear. “Even though I fear my knees will fail me
should you tell me I disgust you.” Logan cupped each breast before dropping his
hands to stroke several gentle passes over her ass. He kissed and caressed,
roaming his hands over her, although he did take care not to touch the area of
her wound.
She
stroked her nails up his back in wanton need, realizing if she were honest with
herself, she felt the same desire for him she’d felt for Arlo and Drakker. “If
my heart were to speak the truth, it would say you grabbed my sexual interest
the moment I saw you in those tight white pants and red silk shirt.”
Her
remark brought a proud smile to his lips. “Okay…so my clothes got you heated
up.”
“No,
it was the hard body beneath those clothes.”
“So…when
did I capture your heart?”
“Honestly?”
“Honest.”
“When
you became my hero.”
“I’m
your hero? How? When?”
She
smiled up at him. “Escaping the Nike silo. I still can’t believe you carried me
all that way to safety.”
“How
do you know that?”
“Whenever
I woke up you were there, and Chandra confirmed it when I asked her.”
“Ah.”
He smiled then frowned. “That was all it took?”
“Yes.”
“Funny,
it happened for me then as well.”
“It
did?”
“Yep, I knew in my gut I already loved you when you
admitted you risked your life for me. That’s when I knew I couldn’t live
without you. Hell, I didn’t want to ever let you go. It’s why I wouldn’t let
anyone else carry you. You were mine. I knew somewhere within you, you had to
love me. For you to sacrifice yourself like that…you had to love me.”
Houston
Havens – Sinful Surrender (Psychic Menage #1)
A multi-genre story: Paranormal Romance,
Sci-Fi Romance, Fantasy Romance, Futuristic Menage (MFMM), Dystopian, Post
Apocalyptic, Light BDSM, and Psychics.
Tag Line: Why be tempted by one man's seduction
when you can be loved by three?
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psychic spy Fay Avalon saw too much on her latest mind traveling mission and is
now on the run from her post-catastrophic dystopian government, searching for
the truth and proof. She escapes but is shot down, landing in the arms of the
enemy.
In
Drakker and Arlo’s world, women are so rare the men have accepted a polyandrous
lifestyle. When the brothers stumble upon Fay unconscious in the wreckage of an
aircraft, they are immediately attracted to her. Arlo wants to keep her, but
Drakker knows they can’t. They must take her to their brother Logan Abán,
leader of their people.
Logan
struggles with trusting anyone, even himself. When a beautiful, intelligent,
and intriguing woman falls into their laps, his denied desires for intimacy
challenge his need to trust the spy. He’s frustrated by romantic Arlo’s claims
of her innocence. Even when pragmatic and dominating Drakker defends her as
well, Logan refuses to trust his gut.
Can one
woman satisfy the diverse desires of three men? Will Logan’s fears be realized
by betrayal? Is Fay to be sentenced to death as a spy, suffer a fate worse than
death by being returned to her government as a traitor, or will she find a new
life and love as the wife of three sexy brothers?
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Houston
Havens retired from a successful modeling career and an adventurous jet-set
lifestyle to set the world on fire with her erotic romance books. A tenacious
Irish lass, she strives to entertain with seductive stories created from her
decadent imagination and traces of a provocative lifestyle she may or may not
admit to.
Her
interest in the paranormal, fascination with quantum science, passion with
myths, and the lure of her mysterious Celtic Irish-Druid bloodlines are
combined with generally unknown truths, strange facts, and questionable
fiction. Her novels reflect a mix of the past, present, and future, with sexy
blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, western romance, and
always love everlasting. An author of six
romances, a seven book erotic romance series, and numerous articles in literary
magazines, she has two award winning blogs. Stop by for a visit and leave a
comment at http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com
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Erotic romance author Houston Havens, a former
successful model enjoying an adventurous jet-set lifestyle, intrigues her
readers with a mix of the past, present, and future, and sexy blends of
futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, and western romance, always
with love everlasting. A tenacious Irish lass filled with passion and mystery
hopes her sultry stories will entertain and fascinate those who dare to take
the journey. She’s also a social media junkie with an award winning blog. http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com
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he laird of a
small clan, he’s been falsely accused of killing the king’s courier and
stealing the Crown’s property—and the key to clearing his name and redeeming
his clan lies in Isabail’s memories. But Aiden and Isabail must first weather
deceit and treachery before they can find the truth and claim the love that’s
growing between them....
