Psychic Ménage Series: Book 2
A multi-genre story: Erotic Romance, Ménage (MFMM), Paranormal, Fantasy, Futuristic, Suspense, Dystopian, Post-Apocalyptic, Sci-Fi, Light BDSM, and Psychics.
Release Date: Sept 1, 2014
I can have sex with any woman I want. But I can love only one…that one is you.
Mind traveler Chandra Lamar is on the run, not only from her post-catastrophic dystopian government but from a past she can’t remember. A psychic vision pushes her to recall her purpose for being, but it’s a ghost that awakens her desires for a life she fears she’ll never have. Both push her to remember the past because it threatens what she wants in the now; the Nodin men.
Andonis Nodin battles to accept his failures. The heavy burden nearly breaks him when he can’t save a loved one from the grim reaper’s grip and questions his desire for Chandra, the woman he blames for the death around him.
Nikias finds true love with Chandra in his arms, but is desperate to stop her from seeking revenge on a mission he knows is a one way trip.
Ortello knows for them to recapture the love they once felt for each other, he must be willing to let her go. But overcoming his obsession to make Chandra his and his alone isn’t easy.
Will Chandra go through with the vengeance in her heart or give it up for love? Who is the powerful woman in her haunting visions and will those revealing apparitions crumble her world with the Nodin clan? Does Chandra find true love in the arms of the Nodin men or does her Phantom Desire forever own her heart?
Andonis flinched at the thoughts that weren’t his own. A ghostly urging to pursue Chandra pushed at him to try again. His lungs pumped in and out with nervous energy as he leaned into her, taking the time to make tender pecks and gentle bites along her neck until she moaned in delight, before kissing her again. This time he ran his tongue along her bottom lip until her mouth opened for him. He plunged his tongue into the warmth of hers as he draped his fingers over her smooth ass, giving her cheeks a decadent squeeze.
His body warmed in response to the way she pushed her breasts into his chest and her pelvis against his thigh. There had always been a repressed but intense attraction between them, yet only now were they able to express it as their tongues explored each other’s with savage swipes and provocative probes, igniting a scorching heat between them. He deepened his kiss, working his hands up and down her back. Her moans were his clue the moment was right. He spread his stance until he hugged her thighs between his; pulling her body into him so he could rub her hips against the hardness of his throbbing cock.
Surrendering her mouth, he captured the lobe of her ear with his teeth for a tender nip before whispering in her ear, “Did he ever kiss you like that?” He held his breath knowing he shouldn’t have asked, but he did. His answer came in the way she trembled in his arms. No, he never kissed you like that. He took her mouth once again in a rakish seize and she weakened in his arms. They stroked, pressed, and lovingly caressed their lips against each other’s. Feather licks and passionate nips rekindled their denied hunger, their true needs, and their honest desires.
She gasped when he withdrew his warm mouth from hers. “No, I’ve never been kissed like that.” Her breasts pumped up and down with each shallow breath she took.
“I want you.”
“Show me what you’ve got, Doc.” Chandra stroked her hands down to his waist, sending a rush of desire through him as she unlatched his belt buckle with skilled fingers and unbuttoned his jeans.