Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Mark Alders
Word Count :33665
Publication Date :2011-05-25
Series : Borders of Worlds#3
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-855-0
Drake Glauco and Vernon are about to embark on their biggest adventure yet. They must get the information they need to help complete a new super weapon, a Solar Sound Tunnel, and fast. A weapon that will hopefully tip the balance of power to their side, able to destroy the awesome and impenetrable Citadels of Justice without risking too many more lives. Unfortunately, four years have passed, and the war against the Herdsmen isn’t going well. What’s more, Priaxia has been destroyed…completely and utterly. The once great empire of the spiders now over. Humanity is their only hope. Something the Herdsmen know, stopping at nothing as they cast their gaze toward Earth and galaxy wide victory. Against the backdrop of a war that seems lost by the alliance of spiders and mammals a new hope will rise, and from an unexpected source, too. Will Drake and Vernon be able to complete their latest mission to get the information they need for the weapon before the Herdsmen catch wind of their plans? Or will the hatchlings, now ready to be born, put things into a spin? It all becomes a race against time as the final chapter of the Borders of Worlds Saga comes to a close. Will humanity and Prixia endure? Or will the Herdsmen wipe out all in their path?
He came over me. His lips now wet with his efforts. His smile matched the wonder he had given me. “I will take you now.”
I growled. “I wasn’t a request, it’s a fucking order!”
“I’ll give you—”
But I didn’t get to finish my words. Vernon’t cock pierced my warmth, and I shuddered like someone who had been electrocuted. I don’t know how, but I managed to grapple him, bring him closer, my nails scratching the skin on his back. In an instant I became overwhelmed. He pushed himself in deeper and all I could manage was a muffled “fuuuucking heeellll” before he pressed his warm lips onto mine.
My prostate burned with the sudden stimulation it received. I couldn’t gasp or call out into the heated night to let him know he had hit the spot I needed him to touch. Vernon’s tongue was too busy dancing with my own, our lips sealed. I didn’t care. My rim stretched, my hole filled, and my body soaked in both pleasure and pain.