WOOT! Somewhere in Between is now released! Go forth and buy yourself some smut! Only $2.99 at Decadent Publishing!
U.S. Marshal, Wyatt Tanning is in a race to catch a serial killer who has evaded the authorities. Just as the case hits a dead end, an unexpected email gives him a lead. As much as he wants to share the surprising message with his lover, Rye Daniels, he must hunt a killer first.
Darby Grant never expected that one night would change her life forever, but that’s exactly what happened. Not only has she been abducted, but she is in a situation that nightmares are made of. As she begins to lose all hope, fate steps in to offer her aid, but she’s well aware things will never be the same again. Soon, though, Darby begins to realize that might not be such a bad thing…
*warning – contains m/m & ménage*
It’d been some time since Wyatt kissed a woman and he’d forgotten their softness. She pressed harder against his mouth, when suddenly a hand ran down the length of Wyatt’s back. Rye’s roughness told him so much, yet also showed he fought to be gentle, unleashing it on Wyatt’s skin, not Darby’s.
Rye removed his hand, and Wyatt continued to kiss her, opening his eyes to watch Rye trail his finger up her arm, displaying none of the tense moves Wyatt experienced from him. Darby shuddered. Her breath grew raspy. Her lips moved more forcefully with Wyatt’s—commanding him to deepen his kiss. He’d not deny her.
He moved his mouth against hers, licking her bottom lip to allow him entrance, and she obliged him. Their tongues twined together. He groaned at her willingness to accept him.
The bed shifted and Rye knelt closer to her. Wyatt backed away and Rye removed her shirt. Her perky breasts greeted him, and Wyatt couldn’t stop from gawking. Plump with dark nipples—the view delighted him. Yet, he caught sight of the scars along her body that would forever haunt her. His jaw clenched. Rye slid a finger down her neck and over the swell of her breast. Darby’s eyes fluttered closed.
“Does that feel nice?” Rye whispered.
Her head fell back and she exhaled. “Yes.”
Wyatt looked to Rye, to find a smoldering gaze staring back at him. Wyatt experienced the same desires.
As much as he wished he could reach out and offer Rye pleasure while they doted over Darby, he wanted to keep it all about her.
He focused back on her and touched along the curve of her breasts, hearing Darby sigh when he circled her nipple. Wyatt couldn’t wait any longer. He leaned forward, followed by Rye, and licked along her flesh.
Darby latched onto Wyatt’s head, held him firm while he sucked a nipple. Rye stayed a moment longer at her breasts before he started to lower his kisses. As he did, Wyatt helped Darby lie back down.
He shifted his face a little to still pay her nipple some attention, but he wanted to watch when Rye went down on her. Rye pulled her pajama pants off and Wyatt’s cock stiffened further seeing his lover’s mouth against her.