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Spirit Lovers

A collection of five erotic stories

By Fulani, William Sullivan, Don Luis de la Cosa, James Hornby and Toni Sands

Spirit Lovers
EPUB, 63 pages ebook Online Price:
£1.99
ISBN: 9781907016752
Imprint: Xcite Books
Published: 16th March 2010

Category: Anthology / Bundle, Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires & Werewolves

Rating: 5 / 5 stars - 1 vote(s).



A collection of five erotic paranormal stories to delight any taste!

Stories include:

The Incubus Candle: The candle was a large and faithful representation of a phallus. It wasn't the kind of thing Lauren would normally buy, but it would be a talking point for the girly evening she'd planned. The shop assistant told her to be careful when she lit it. 'These things work really well' she said with a knowing smile. Lauren snorted, thinking the comment was flippant, and rose to the bait. She bought two. And lit them both at the same time. That was when the real fun began...

The Moment: An office worker, Chiyoko, waits for her train home. She has experimented with masturbating in public when there is no-one else on the platform, and when the train takes all the commuters away, she cannot help staying behind once more. Yet on this occasion, she is discovered by another woman. In the moment, she accepts Chiyoko's desire, and they start having sex on the platform. When a pedestrian walks in on them and runs for the police, time stops, and they have sex among the stilled commuters. By the story's end, Chiyoko is no longer alone, and Eva has found someone who accepts her in turn...

Stroking The Tree: Teacher Cally is discontented although life appears fine. Because she feels partner Marcus can't fulfil her sexual needs, she fakes orgasms and resorts to sex toys. Then an erotic dream rocks her senses, leaving her yearning for dusky Dios. Cally and Marcus spend time in a secluded cabin and while he's working she discovers a tree with a difference. Dream and reality blur as the tree-god whisks her away. Teacher turns student and learns the secret of passion and contentment through sex with Dios. Cally's attitude is transformed and inhibitions vanish as she and Marcus discover sexual joy...

With These Eyes I do Not Truly See: With These Eyes I Do Not Truly See is a snapshot in the life of one unsuspecting, successful, urban professional woman whose life seems meticulously planned from her current stage through retirement. Planned, that is, until she decides on a whim to join some colleagues from her graduate class at a bar in Manhattan's Lower East Side, only to find out that she's the object of a particular vampire's bloodlust, and passion!...

His Ghost: The woods are hushed. In a cottage waits a love for a relief that won't come, until tonight. A nocturnal visitor, who is both familiar and strange, comes to her to recall the past and open her future. Reunited on this night, the beautiful and sad touch from beyond, crashes through the barriers of life and death and reignites old dowsed passions...

A hand on her thigh startled Lauren – but of course, the other man was there as well. She turned her head to see him better. He was smaller, swarthier and bald. He had black eyes; a black fuzz of bear-like chest hair; big hands; clean nails. He grinned at her, flashing white teeth in an almost predatory way. Looking down, she was surprised to see he wore nothing apart from a cock ring and an erection that made her insides go to jelly. It was the size of the candle.
Mark’s voice in her ear, caressing it. ‘That’s Bruno. He tends to cater for the … well, let’s say the darker side of a woman’s imagination. If I were you I’d just go with it. Between us we can cater for your every desire. Even the ones you don’t know you have …’
Hands were running over her body, pawing at the bath towel, unwrapping it as though she were someone’s sexual present. It was an unfamiliar feeling: she’d had no boyfriend for several months. Instinctively, Lauren leaned forward, reaching for the knot in the towel to secure it. But even as she wondered why she’d want to do that, her hand was pulled aside and forceful arms pushed her back into the sofa.
‘You like to play hard to get.’ Bruno’s voice was deeper than Mark’s, more like dark velvet with an undercurrent of black leather. And it was a statement, not a question.
Mark breathed in her ear, barely more than a whisper, ‘You didn’t expect the candles to work, did you? And suddenly, now, you have two of us. Have you even tried a threesome before?’
She shook her head and he chuckled. ‘I understand. Just allow us to do what we do best. It will be very decadent and very exciting …’
He made decadent and exciting sound like a challenge. Lauren felt momentarily like a rabbit caught in headlights, unable to move. She had to make a conscious effort to breathe.
She whimpered as the towel disappeared, exposing her nakedness. It felt vulnerable, but exciting at the same time. One of the men took her hair in his hand, pulling her back against the sofa so that she had a sudden view of the candlelight flickering on the ceiling.
Mark kissed her neck, sending delicious shivers down her body, and Bruno applied his tongue to her left nipple, flicking at it gently just the way she’d done with her fingers in the bath. Except this time, there was the enfolding warmth of his lips and the male scent in her nostrils. When Mark applied his tongue to her right nipple as well, Lauren couldn’t help but moan. The sensation in her nipples intensified to the point that when Mark’s hair brushed against the side of her breast, she was tormented by little pinpricks of pleasure. She felt her pussy tighten involuntarily.

Fulani

Fulani has been writing erotica for around ten years now, much of it dealing with BDSM and fetish, worlds he’s known for longer than he cares to remember. He has published numerous short stories, several novellas, and two novels with, among others, Xcite Books, Pink Flamingo, Renaissance Sizzler, 1001 Nights Press and Sweetmeats Press.

 

Find him at:
Blog:
Fulani's limited attention span

And blogging with his partner Velvet Tripp at: http://deliciouslydeviant.wordpress.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/DelDeviant

Tumblr: http://fulanismut.tumblr.com/

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4018603.Fulani

 

Toni Sands

Toni Sands is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and has won numerous writing prizes. A former Black Lace short story writer, her stories have been featured in many Xcite collections. Her novella Traded Innocence was published by Xcite Books in 2012.

Customer Reviews:

Reviewed by: Rachel Sparkes on 10th April 2012 4:33PM

Wow - what an amazing collection of stories. I had high expectations of this book and I was not disappointed in any way. From start to finish the pace is fast and furious with no let up. The sex is relentless and each story is beautifully written. I literally could not tear myself away from it.

There is something for everyone from girl on girl and vampires, to tree gods and ghosts. `His Ghost\' was so hauntingly real that it actually made me cry. You could feel the desperate longing and the aching emptiness of the girl jumping off the page.

The Incubus Candle is a brilliant romp through every girl\'s fantasy, erotic and naughty, and incredibly sexy and is a fabulous beginning to a brilliant book, which just goes from strength to strength.

I loved `Stroking the Tree\', very naughty with a brilliant ending, and `With These Eyes I Do Not Truly See\' pulls you right into the seedy underworld of New York.

By the end of this book you\'ll definitely be ready for some more!



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