Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : D. J. Manly
Word Count :74000
Publication Date :2010-08-12
Series : Eternal Souls#3
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- Product Code: 978-1-55410-775-9
Tyler Rose is truly a wanton renegade. He’s a spoiled, oversexed nineteen-year-old, looking for trouble, and used to getting his own way all the time. But, he is completely unprepared for Bryce Donavan, the hunky military commander his grandfather places in control of the Sky Police. Tyler’s grandfather is concerned with the traffic of ID--a powerful aphrodisiac drug that’s been circulating in Ruby City--and with what he considers to be the “out of control” behavior of his grandson. He expects Donavan to rein in Tyler…and by any means possible. When Bryce Donavan is summoned to Ruby City, he is not amused at what he is asked to do. Aside from tackling the drug problem, he is expected to baby-sit Jack Rose’s wanton--and totally annoying--grandson. From the time they set eyes on each other, the sparks fly! An oversexed, spoiled, rich boy, and a tough, gorgeous military commander... Ooh, what trouble they can get into…especially when they are meant for each other. Eternal Souls 3: Wanton Renegade will deliver all the sex, comedy, and intense passion of Vampire Lust and Beloved Foe…and then some! Don’t miss how the story ends…or will it continue?
Ryan began to laugh. “Tie you up. Come on, Tyler. Not this fantasy stuff again. I just want to…”
Tyler sighed in frustration. “You’re ruining it. You’re ruining the mood, Ryan.”
Pete stepped forward, undoing his long blond hair. “I’ll tie you up, if that’s what you want. With what?”
“There’s some rope in the closet,” Tyler said breathlessly, his cock starting to twitch.
Pete went to the closet.
Ryan was beginning to masturbate.
“Don’t,” Tyler said. “Stay hard. Not yet.”
Ryan sighed and placed his hands in the air.
Pete produced the rope, looking uncertain. “Where, where do you want me to…?”
“Arrrgggg…” Tyler cried. “Don’t you have any imagination, stupid? Pretend you surprised me. You came into my room and you intend to rape me. Pretend you are invaders from the planet of the damned. Vampires.”
Ryan lay down on the bed now, groaning. “Vampires again? Tyler, there are no vampires on the planet of the…on C-thirty five…it’s a myth. Damn it, I’m horny. Just come over here and fuck me. I don’t want to play any games, okay?”
Pete came forward with the rope. He deepened his voice. “I’m an invader and I plan to rape you,” he said. “I want to suck your blood,” he cried out.
He looked ridiculous with his teeth protruding over his jaw. They all burst into laughter.
Tyler shook his head. “Forget it. This isn’t going to work. You guys aren’t man enough for it.”
“What do you mean, not man enough?” Ryan sat up now, still hard as rock. Pete looked hurt.
“I’ll show you, damn it,” Tyler said, coming over and yanking him upright. “Give me the rope, Pete,” he demanded.
Pete handed him the rope.
“Help me. We’re going to tie him up. I’ll show you how it’s done.” “What…what are you going to do?” Ryan stammered.
“Shut up, bitch,” Tyler told him. “Get me something to plug up his mouth,” he told Pete. Pete picked up Tyler’s shirt off the floor and handed it to him.
“No way. I don’t want him drooling all over my good cock-hunting shirt. Give me yours,” he said to Pete.
After stuffing his mouth, Tyler and Pete tied both his hands over his head and secured them to the steel curtain rod on top of the window. Ryan stood there stretched upward, his nipples hard, his erection standing straight up in the air. He looked petrified.
Damn it. This was his birthday, but it looked like Ryan was going to have all the fun. How he longed for a man…a real man, who wasn’t afraid to make him his completely. He had dreamt of it. And by the looks of it, he would have to go on dreaming.
He began to play with Ryan’s nipples, pinching them and rolling them hard with his thumb and his finger. “Pete, you work on that ass of his. I want you to give him an orgasm without even touching his cock.”
“How can I do that?” Pete asked, getting behind Ryan and squeezing his buttocks.
Tyler continued to work on Ryan’s nipples as he uttered a muffled protest behind the gag.
“With your finger, stupid,” Tyler sighed, giving Ryan’s big cock a good slap. “After that, we are going to take turns fucking him, how does that suit you, Pete?” Tyler smiled.
Pete smiled back. “Suits me fine.”
“What about you, my fine slut?” Tyler demanded, fondling his testicles. “Do you like the thought of being ridden all night?”
Ryan smiled through his gag.