Hello!
It’s been quite some time since I’ve had a release, and now I can say all
that’s changed. A big thank you to my host for allowing me to visit today and
share my story Transcending Fire.
This erotic, futuristic, dystopian story based around different motorcycle
gangs has had quite a journey to get to this point. Perhaps one day I’ll share
the two-plus-year jaunt this story went through to find a home. Luckily, it
finally has. Even with all the trials it went through, I still love this story.
It’s one of my favorites that I’ve written, and one that I didn’t get tired of
during the editing process either. Yay!
A
man dealing with an Earth in chaos. A woman from an alternate universe hoping
to find her destiny. Two motorcycle gangs and a real bad ass who wants to ruin
everything. What’s not to like?
BLURB
Hunter Macario wants one thing—a place to belong. When given an
opportunity to solidify his position in the motorcycle club, Devil’s Thunder,
he takes it.
Dragon’s Clan member, Safaia King, believes she’s found the man
from her people’s legend and her dreams. She has one goal, even if he’s in a
rival club—to make Hunter hers and keep him safe so he can fulfill their
destiny.
After Hunter makes a huge mistake, he’s sent to where Safaia
lives—an alternate universe called The Den. In this new world, sex, battles,
and secrets abound. Hunter must survive The Den to right some wrongs or else he
could lose everything he’s ever gained, including his home and Safaia’s love.
ADULT EXCERPT
A
wicked glint lit her eyes, and a playful grin spread across her face. She
smoothed a hand down his hard chest. “I love the definition of your muscles,
Hunter, how they shudder beneath my fingers when I touch you.” Inch by inch,
she continued sliding her hand down his torso. She moved her hand between his
skivvies and skin. Saf circled his cock and stroked him in time with the
motions of his fingers within her. Desire pulsed through his body, setting it
aflame. She pressed her face against his chest and playfully bit his pectoral
as she rode his hand.
Adrenaline
and arousal increased his breathing rate, and a warm buzz raced through him.
The pull between them seemed so intense, undeniable, as if they had to be
together or perish. He felt like one of the club’s customers addicted to black
chip and needing a fix before he went crazy with want. And his drug of choice?
Safaia.
Always and forever Safaia.
He
wanted to eat her up. “I want to taste you. Lick up your juices and have you
squirm beneath my face.” Hunter yanked down her jeans and repositioned her
until her ass was at the edge of the boulder.
Sinking
to his knees, he placed himself between her legs. Looking forward to tasting
her sweetness and feel her softness after facing the harsh realities of his
life, he traced a line of gentle kisses along her inner thigh from her knee to
her pussy and then fastened his mouth on the sensitive folds between her legs.
When he dipped his tongue into her canal, she shifted her butt to allow him
better access. He reached up and snaked his rough hands under her shirt,
concerned only for a moment whether she enjoyed or loathed the coarse touch of
his dry, work-worn skin. She moved the cloth and her bra out of the way.
Seems she doesn’t mind.
Pushing
away all his thoughts and focusing on her—his carnal treasure—Hunter kneaded
her tits while he teased her clit. He loved the taste and scent of her musky
flesh and lapped up her essence as he said he would.
She
grasped his head, weaving her fingers in his hair. “Oh, great Universe. This
is. This is.” She panted and grappled with his locks as a low, deep moan rolled
from her throat. “I think I’m going to come.”
The
first night they’d met, their lovemaking had been hot and fast, more wham bam thank you than let’s linger and relish this. This time,
though, he wanted to savor her, make her feel all sorts of naughty pleasure as
he took his own.
Saf
bucked and tried to scooch away, but he grabbed her hips and kept her from
moving away from him. Unrelenting, he tongue fucked her. She struggled and
wriggled, but he continued his assault, plunging his tongue in and out of her,
licking up her wetness, and nipping at her clit. Safaia pressed the back of his
head and lifted her ass. Spasms racked her body. She cried out his name.
Bringing
her to orgasm thrilled him, but his selfish streak came forward. He wanted to
enjoy her and feel his own pleasure, so he rose, stepped back, and removed his
jeans.
BUY Transcending Fire
BIO ~ Casey Moss
Casey Moss
delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the
stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take
you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable.
What waits around the corner? Come explore…
LINKS ~ Casey Moss
Thanks for having me on your blog! Have a fab day! =) Casey
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