VEILED Sensual Excerpt
Hi, Everyone! Duncan and Rachel continue their journey to Third Earth as members of Endelle’s elite black ops team. Each story of Rapture’s Edge is a stand-alone, yet part of a larger whole in which we follow the lives of Endelle, Luken, Merl and the warriors of Duncan’s original squad – Owen, Joshua, and Alex. To see an intimate side of Duncan and Rachel’s tumultuous yet passionate relationship here is VEILED Sensual Excerpt from Chapter Three.
Duncan wants to love his woman, but he’s tortured by his past…
For the last few weeks, since Warrior Duncan professed his intention ‘to try’ to make his relationship with Rachel work, he’s failed on all fronts. But how can he explain that a serpent lives in his gut, poisoning him against her? As his visions return in full-force, and the black ops team heads back to the Third Earth darkening grid, he must confront his demons or lose everything he holds dear. But will Rachel be there for him?
Rachel longs for her breh, her vampire mate, but old issues keep tearing them apart…
Rachel refuses to give up on Duncan. Though he’s remained aloof because of his tortured past, she needs him more than ever. Her desire for him has reached outrageous levels as the breh-hedden continues to keep her focused solely on the man she loves. But will he finally be able to let go of his past suffering and embrace a life with her?
VEILED Sensual Excerpt from Chapter Three:
Duncan headed back to the shower, and once more let the heat of the water work some kind of ease into his body. Afterward, he donned pajama bottoms and sat outside on the back patio in the early morning light. Paradise Lake was beautiful with sunlight glittering on the water.
He drank a sports drink to replenish his fluids. He needed his bed, but he damn well knew sleep wouldn’t come, not this morning.
His thoughts slipped back to just before dawn when he’d caught Rachel lusting after her teammates. Her scent had reached him well down the hallway, when he’d finally decided to make an appearance at the Ops Cave. Her mating scent, thick with pheromones only he could perceive, had sent desire trailing down his abdomen into his groin.
He’d taken in the picture immediately. Rachel was staring at Owen’s flexed arm. The rest of the men, built like all hell, had no doubt worked for her like a club full of male strippers.
He knew women had needs and the breh-hedden had sent hers into overdrive, just like his. He’d reacted like a caveman, all but dragging her into the hall and calling her out because her garden scent had told its own tale. But what right did he have to condemn her when he refused to take care of her himself?
Oh, God, Rachel.
He’d wanted her badly. She’d looked beautiful with her skin flushed and her blue eyes sparkling with need.
He was badly tempted to go to her now, but how could he without making some kind of commitment?
Even thinking about moving in her direction, caused the snake to hiss, You’re not good enough, Duncan. You never will be. And she’ll leave you. Women always leave.
But even as the snake threatened to hurt him again, Rachel’s scent suddenly rolled from the open door of the great room onto the patio. He rose to his feet, turning to face the living area, all his senses coming alive. The breh-hedden was taking a toll on them both, but he could tell Rachel had reached a new level of suffering.
And he had to accept the reality if he didn’t take care of her, she’d find someone else who could.
Her voice was a pained whimper inside his head.
I’m here, he sent.
I need you. The desperate quality of her plea made up his mind.
He had to take care of his woman.
Though the snake kept hissing and his gut writhed, he lowered his chin and forced the sensations to subside. Rachel needed him and right now, nothing else mattered.
By the time he reached his master bedroom, Rachel’s rich mating scent, so full of life, struck him like a blow to his chest. If he hadn’t already made up his mind, he would have done so now.
She lay completely naked on the bed, face down, her hips grinding into the sheets, one hand extended between her legs and massaging. Her eyes were closed.
He crossed to her, losing his bottoms at the same time, his cock already firm.
She opened her eyes and gave a cry, turning onto her back and holding out her arms for him. She spread her legs and he saw how wet she was. “Duncan, thank God, I’m in agony. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
He understood. “You’re a warrior now. It comes with the territory and the breh-hedden isn’t helping.”
She nodded with three jerks of her chin. “I’ve just never felt like this before.” Tears rolled from her eyes.
His arms shook as he positioned himself over her, settling his knees between her legs. Holding his cock in his hand, he pressed the crown against all her wetness and couldn’t repress a heavy groan. He’d wanted to be with her a hundred times over the past month.
As he pushed his cock along her streaming well, she clutched at his shoulders. He lowered himself onto her and curled his hips. As Rachel tightened around him, the sweet fire that poured over his cock sent another groan from his lips.
Rachel was already panting, eyes closed, neck arched. Her fingers kneaded the muscles of his arms, digging her nails in. He moved his hips, driving his cock deep.
“Yes.” Her breaths came light and quick. “So close. I’ve needed this.”
He lifted up enough so he could see her face. He thrust in a quick, steady rhythm. She gasped repeatedly, her hands clutching him hard.
He’d just entered her and she was ready to come.
He knew her body, so he quickened his pace vampire fast.
“Duncan, my God!”
“Come for me, Rachel. Come now.”
She gave out a long, low cry and he watched as ecstasy passed over her face. He sustained the pace, knowing it would give her pleasure. Leaning down, he kissed her neck, craving release, but holding his own orgasm at bay. As long as he focused on Rachel, he felt as though he could do anything.
Maybe he couldn’t explain how much poison he had inside him, but right now, she had him.
When her orgasm crested and she began to relax, he slowed the movement of his hips until he finally stopped. He was surprised to find she was trembling, tears glistening in her eyes.
She lifted a hand and stroked his cheek. “Thank you. I honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me. And would it be too horrible if I asked you to keep going?”
He smiled down at her. “I’m here. Whatever you need, I’m here.”
She ran a thumb over his lips. “Yes, you are.”
He leaned close and kissed her. She opened for him and he took possession of her mouth the same way his cock had charge of her well.
While he kissed her, he moved his hips in a circle, letting every deep part of her feel how hard he was.
She gasped against his mouth, her breath sweet, the feel of her soft as he plunged his tongue in and out of her mouth, matching the movement with his cock.
I’ve needed you Duncan. Her voice within his head caused a euphoric sensation to roll through his mind.
I should have come to you sooner. I’m sorry Rachel. But I’m here now. Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything, everything.
I love that you’re kissing me. I feel more at ease yet revved up. Go faster.
He sped up the movement of his hips. You’re so wet for me. Can you feel me moving in and out of you?
He went faster still. She gripped his shoulders, her abdomen tensing, her hips arching into his. She moved with him, then cried out.
Are you coming again? He asked. She’d always been easy to reach the peak, but even this second quick ascent surprised him.
Yes. Oh, Duncan.
Sustaining the drive of his hips, he drew back and watched as ecstasy once more took hold of her. More tears slipped from her eyes.
He dipped quickly to lick the dampness at the corner of her eye. Even your tears taste like your garden.
As her breathing settled, he slowed his hips until he finally stopped.
She caught his face with her hands. “Taste me between my legs, the way you used to.”
He kissed her again. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, please. Yes.” She rolled her hips and he groaned. He wanted to let go, to drive into her hard and fill her full of his seed. But he needed to take care of her more than he needed a quick release. And when the moment arrived, he knew exactly how he wanted to come.
He kissed his way down her body, and would have suckled her nipples, but she stopped him. “The weapons harness has made me really sore. I’ll toughen up eventually, just not right now.”
He kept moving, taking time at her navel, using his tongue generously. He kept gliding lower, a thrill streaking through his balls at the thought of spending time with his tongue between her legs. He loved Rachel’s sex, loved working her up.
He kissed her landing patch, his hands massaging her lower abdomen, her hips, and down the outsides of her thighs. He slid his tongue between her folds and began to stroke her in quick flicks, one of the ways she liked it.
Her hips jerked, telling him he’d found the right spot. His jaw trembled as he took turns sucking and dabbing at her, teasing her sex. She smelled rich and earthy, very Rachel, the woman he loved and wanted to love better.
He drifted his tongue lower to her opening, swirling and tasting. He loved how wet she was and how her flavors reminded him of her cottage garden. Maybe he couldn’t tell her in words all he felt for her, but he let his tongue give full meaning to how much she meant to him.
He dipped inside, going as deep as he could, loving the intimate connection. He began to thrust.
She buried her hands in his hair, guiding him with a gentle but insistent pressure. Her hips rocked now, but he wanted a better position.
He left her well and moved backward to drop to the side of the bed. He pulled her hips close to the edge and angled her legs over his shoulders. Sliding his arms beneath her, he got going again, thrusting into her heavily. A series of cries left her throat. Her body writhed, then arched.
He moved faster and thrust harder until she was once more crying out. “Duncan, oh God!”
He worked her steadily, teasing the orgasm out as far as it would go until once more she’d reached the peak and relaxed into the mattress. He kissed the insides of her thighs.
She was breathing hard as she came back to earth.
He rose up so he could see her face. “You look so beautiful when you’ve come. In fact, you look more beautiful than ever, almost as though you’re glowing.”
She planted her hand on his chest and rubbed. More tears slid from her eyes. “Thank you, Duncan. I know this is hard for you.”
He glanced down at his missile-like cock. “Definitely hard.”
She chuckled. “And you could always make me laugh.”
He frowned. “I’m sorry I’ve been a pain, but I still can’t—”
“Hey. For what I need and for where the team is at, what you’re doing right now is enough.”
His gaze fell to her neck and he realized he was hungry for something more.
“Yes,” she responded instantly, her lids falling to half-mast. “You need to feed. So, how do you want me, Duncan? On my stomach, maybe?” A slow smile curved her lips. She knew him so well.
“This is about you,” he responded firmly. “Tell me what you want and I’ll do it?”
She drifted her hand to his shoulder and squeezed. “I want you pounding into me and giving me everything you’ve got.” When she followed this up by flipping over onto her stomach, his cock twitched and he sucked in some air.
Rising onto her knees, she crawled slowly toward the headboard. The sight of her sex, so beautifully swollen, had him gripping his cock as he followed after her.
He stroked her buttocks and would have reached around to fondle her breasts, but he remembered her earlier warning of being too tender to touch.
Instead, he leaned down and kissed his way up her back, sucking at the edge of each of her weeping wing-locks, then pushing her long blond hair to the side. He’d be biting her soon, but first, he positioned his hips behind her then eased his cock deep inside her well.
He licked her neck and she angled for him, giving him access to her waiting vein.
“So good,” she whispered. “And Duncan?”
He kissed her throat, her cheek, the side of her mouth. “Yes.”
“Take me hard. I need as much as you can give me. And when I said ‘pounding’, I meant it. Can’t explain.”
The invitation had his cock twitching again. He rose up for a moment and took her hips in hand. He pushed deep, thrusting the length of her over and over. “You feel amazing Rachel. I love doing this with you.”
“Uh-huh.” She moaned softly, her hips pushing back with each thrust.
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Rachel couldn’t really see anything, even though her eyes were open. She could only feel how hard Duncan was inside her and the force he used, which would increase in the next few minutes as he took her to the pinnacle again.
He’d already brought her over the edge several times, yet her hunger for him felt barely slaked. The breh-hedden had definitely arrived to rule her body.
When she felt Duncan bending over her, she stretched out her neck a little more, allowing him room for a clean breach.
She loved this part of the ascended world, that her body could be pierced in yet another way. Being a vampire had always felt right to her, the strike of the fangs, the sharing and taking of blood.
When she drank from Duncan, he now tasted just like his scent, a spicy ale, a gift of the breh-hedden. She would need his blood soon as well. But for now, feeding him seemed so much more important.
She could feel his saliva on her neck, a sure sign the strike would come soon.
He paused in the thrusts of his cock for a brief second, then bit with his fangs and began to suck. The thrill of having him drinking from her, swamped her with another layer of exquisite sensation. When he put his hips back in motion, his pistoning cock and suckling lips sent shivers chasing all over her body.
But it was something more, something almost spiritual as he took her blood: she nourished him with her life-force.
She began to pant and moan, her body on fire once more. In this position, her aching breasts swayed freely, adding a new layer of physical sensation.
Her well clenched as she drew close to yet another orgasm.
You’re hard inside me, Duncan. So hard.
I love doing this with you. His deep voice within her mind made her clench once more. I love your body and you’re so tight, Rachel, stroking me just right. Your blood is an elixir down my throat. It’s making me stronger. Have I told you as much? Even my muscles feel fired up. Here. Drink from me as well.
She felt him shift, though still sustaining his thrusts, and the next moment he pressed his wrist to her mouth.
He was definitely strong enough to support himself on one arm as he held his wrist in position. He paused in his thrusts again and she groaned heavily as her own fangs descended. She struck the waiting collection of veins.
When his blood hit her mouth, she cried out.
If he moved, she wouldn’t be able to sustain a proper seal, so he grew very still and let her have a good long drink. She sucked greedily, having missed his blood during the month of their separation. He sucked on her neck at the same time.
Her sex grew hot, swollen, and so needy all over again. He moved his hips in slow circles once more so she could feel him inside her.
Duncan, my God. I need to come. She released his wrist. “Take me hard, Duncan. Please.”
He released her throat as well and rose up, gripping her hips in his hands and began to drive toward the finish.
That’s when the real magic began with his cock working her deep. Using one hand, he stroked one of her wing-locks and she gasped. Duncan knew how to work her body.
The orgasm built and she opened up for it, letting the motion of his body drive the moment. He went even faster, grunting now, all man, all hard muscle and stiff cock as he pushed toward his release as well. His fingers pinched one of her wing-locks and for some reason, that brought the ecstasy flowing.
She cried out, all her attention fixed on the feel of the sweet, intense pleasure that began to release between her legs, rippling through her. At the same time, her wing-locks swelled and before she knew what was happening her wings released, carrying her orgasm up through her abdomen and chest, flooding her heart with unbearable pleasure. She screamed her ecstasy.
She felt Duncan’s hand between her wings, pressing her down in the middle of her back, keeping her grounded.
When he began to roar as he, too, released, all the sensations coalesced in yet another firestorm of pleasure that kept on rolling.
Shivers raced once more over her body. As her wings beat just at the tips, sensation upon sensation flowed up her back then down, gripping her between her legs. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked through her.
Finally, Duncan’s thrusts began to slow and the intense cresting of passion gentled down. She grew very still, her wings resting to either side of her body. Her mind felt clouded and beautiful, her body finally satisfied and at ease. Still on hands and knees with Duncan connected from behind, she smiled. A feeling of peace descended over her like a warm blanket.
She knew Duncan had mounted his wings as well because a gentle breeze moved all around her.
Rachel, floated through her head. I love you.
I love you, too. She’d never doubted Duncan’s love for her, only his ability to be in a relationship with her.
Right now however, she refused to get bogged down in any of their past issues. Instead, she focused on how wonderful she felt. Even her breasts didn’t hurt nearly as much, which made her wonder if the lack of sex had contributed to their fiery ache.
After a moment, she drew in her wings and glanced back to watch Duncan’s wafting in a slow, gentle rhythm.
She smiled. “My arms are about ready to give way.”
He caressed her back with one hand. “Let me draw in my wings. I want to stay with you.”
She knew what he meant. He didn’t want to lose their intimate connection.
She nodded, her arms trembling. She could feel the movement of Duncan retracting his wings.
“All done,” he whispered. “You can let go.”
When Duncan surrounded her hips and abdomen with one arm, she lowered herself slowly. He stayed with her, keeping his cock buried deep. It would have been easy to glide out, but he’d always enjoyed staying inside her, something she’d loved about him.
When she stretched out her arms, he spread his on top of hers, as though they were flying together. Tears bit her eyes. She was so grateful to have had the release she’d needed, but her heart already ached, knowing the close connection couldn’t last.
The viper living inside of Duncan would strike again soon…
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