Excerpt Monday – October

October 11, 2009 on 8:45 pm | In Elise, Uncategorized | 13 Comments

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This is an excerpt from a WIP I’m polishing for submission, Twice as High. It’s menage, and the two men are actually exiled aliens (with wings!) and the woman is an accountant who turned her firm in for laundering money for the Russian mob. In this excerpt, Maggie has just had a killer hot erotic dream involving the three of them – though she’s never met Kyle or Julian.  When they show up at her door unannounced, she passes out. This is as she’s coming to.  Enjoy!

Twice As High

Deep voices were familiar, but not.

“Dammit, we should have eased her into it.”

“How?  We don’t have much time, and you know what the dream means.”

Dream.  Oh, shit.

“I don’t know, Kyle, but I don’t think scaring her to death is a great first impression.”  Heavy sarcasm weighted the deep, sexy voice.

“We don’t have a choice, Julian.  She needs to decide, and she can’t do it without information.”

A heavy sigh.  “What decision can she make?  We can’t afford for her to make the wrong decision.”

What decision?  Cotton wool filled her head and this conversation was too confusing for her to follow.

“What decision?”  Her voice sounded rusty, like she hadn’t used it in days.  She forced her eyes open a fraction.

One large male body dropped down in front of her.  Where was she?  Damn, her head hurt.  Oh, she was on the sofa.

“Hi, honey.  We didn’t mean to scare you.”

The Alan Rickman voice belonged to Julian.  Damn.  He was beautiful, like a dark angel.  And those eyes.

Maddy licked her lips, trying desperately to put things together.  “Wasn’t scared.  More like shocked.”

“Shocked?”

“Who the hell expects a wet dream to show up on the door step?”

Fuck.  Her internal censors weren’t online yet.  She clamped her lips together as Julian made a strangled sound and a growl erupted from Kyle’s direction.

Julian cleared his throat.  “I see.  Can you sit up, honey?”

Maddy forced her eyes all the way open, meeting his gaze.  Oh, yeah.  Those were some very powerful peepers.  “I think so.  For God’s sake, don’t touch me.”

Nope.  Internal censor definitely on vacation.

Another growling noise from Kyle had her slowly turning her head to look at him.

Like Julian, he wore khaki slacks and a polo shirt under a sports jacket.  Big and powerful, his body tensed.  His face drew into fierce planes, the predator inside clear on his features.  Maddy blinked, pushing herself to sitting.  Crap, that animalistic demeanor shot straight to her pussy, clenching her muscles and releasing a wash of cream.  She turned back to Julian, but that didn’t help.

Julian’s nostrils flared and Maddy had the distinct impression he could smell her arousal.

Both men stared at her, their eyes moving over her greedily.

“Are you okay?”  Kyle’s voice was gruff, rougher than Julian’s but just as deep.

Maddy shook herself before swallowing hard.  “I-I think so.”

Great.  Now she was stuttering.  Then it suddenly hit her.  The men from her dream were in the house.  Men she had never before met but with whom she had experienced the most monumental orgasms of her life.  Strangers who had, at least in the dream, poured their seed into her aching pussy.  Oh. My. God.

Something on her face must have given away her panic, because Julian started to reach for her.

“I said don’t touch me,” Maddy said sharply.  This was bad enough without adding touch to the situation.  Her mind was spinning, trying to find some toehold in reality.  This was impossible.  She wasn’t psychic, so what the hell was this?

Julian lifted his hands, palms out, as Kyle moved up next to him.  Though they weren’t touching her, she was effectively caged.

“You have to be confused,” Kyle said, his voice gentling a bit.

Maddy threw him a look.  “Ya think?”

Julian cracked a smile, white teeth flashing like a damned toothpaste commercial.  “Ah, honey, I like you.”

Kyle gave him an exasperated look.  “You gave us a bad moment when you passed out.”

“Not my fave, either,” Maddy pointed out.  She shook her head, trying to order her thoughts.  They definitely acted like they knew her.  Which was odd, even with the dream earlier.  That dream had been sex, straight up, no intellectual or emotional sharing, just physical connection.  So even assuming they shared the dream with her – and how weird was that? – it didn’t explain their solicitous manner.

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