Destiny Blaine and Marc Alice
(Approx Word Count 18k)
Max and Brittany discover more about one another when Robby, a werewolf of a different breed, imprints upon Max. Unable to resist the alluring temptation he provides, Brittany joins Max and Robby for an unforgettable romp.
While the trio enjoys a tryst in the upper mountain cabin, an old friend and new enemy shows up at Safe Mountain with a warning. There’s a new agenda in place and armies are gathering in nearby Gatlinburg with one lone mission—locate Safe Mountain and execute those living there.
The Sins of Wolves are out of time and the clock is still ticking. As the bikers scatter with their mates, some remain behind to protect their home while others move forward, determined to start a new life of their own.
Excerpt of Breed of Speed
Max hadn’t expected Robby to tell anyone about his imprint, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the thoughtful gesture he gave Brittany. Robby was a hard ass. Where Somers was concerned? He was a deadly son-of-a-bitch. In spite of it all, he had the decency to recognize Brittany’s need to know more.
“Everybody is here,” Mama said, sticking her head in the kitchen. “And they’re restless. Anyone want to tell me what this is about?”
Robby frowned. “Ah hell, let’s go.” He pointed at Somers. “Not you.”
“Fuck, Robby,” Chuck said. “He’s the reason we know what’s headed our way. For once, lay down the swords and embrace an old friend.”
“Our old friend damn near cost us our lives.”
“Daisy was responsible there,” Brittany said, keeping her voice low. “But her reasons for wearing a tracker were justified. She was trying to save our parents.”
“Do we have time to run over this?” Robby asked.
“Not really,” Chuck said. “If you want to sit down and talk it out over coffee, we can do that. But it could mean the difference in getting everyone out safe.”
The room fell silent. Max took a deep breath as everyone there seemingly processed what Chuck’s words meant. The moment they’d all dreaded had finally come to pass.
The Sins of Wolves would vacate the premises. The road to Safe Mountain would soon be exposed and anyone left behind would face unfathomable danger.
Doomsday for the club had arrived with a vengeance. How they survived it was yet to be seen.
Max grunted from the impact and pushed his face between the juncture of Brittany’s thighs, loving the way his woman smelled, admiring the way her pussy lips glistened with her excitement. He raked his tongue through her folds, sliding the texture through her intimate lips and enjoying the soft contour of her pussy as much as the way her thigh muscles clenched as he settled between her legs.
Situated now, he tucked his hands under her bottom and threw his hips back and rubbed against Robby, expecting another spanking, another swat on the ass. Instead, Robby pried his cheeks apart and speared his tongue right inside his puckered rim.
“Ah fuck me!” Max screamed, thrusting his tongue deep inside Brittany’s pussy.
“Oh God, Max, this isn’t going to work.” She grabbed hold of his head and guided him up and down, forcing him to move faster.
Not working? Max grinned to himself before pushing against Robby’s giving mouth, indulging in the exquisite sensations scattering over his body, bathing his nerve endings and stimulating him in a way he’d never quite expected. He glanced up at his gorgeous woman and stuffed his fingers inside her warm pussy. “Tell me what doesn’t work about this.”
“Oh Sir!” she screamed, guiding his head between her legs again and crying out his name.
Max ate her out and enjoyed the same from Robby. Their bodies gyrated and the squeaky bed made the bedsprings sing.
Brittany jackknifed, rising halfway up and pulling his face closer to her cunt. Max devoured her until he felt her body’s vibrations, the explosive ripples pulsing around his tongue as she rode out her orgasm.
Pressing against the tongue behind him, Max grabbed hold of his cock with one hand while flattening his palm against Brittany’s bare mound. The slap to her pussy rang out and she hummed again, balling the quilt in her fists as she pumped her hips off the bed and yelped like crazy.
Her last orgasm left her. Max’s explosive release was mere moments away. Right when he tugged his cock with a faster rhythm, he enjoyed the surprise of his life.
“Thrust your ass up in the air.” Robby’s demand was unmistakable and filled with lust.
Max held on to Brittany’s open thighs, watching her closely as Robby spread his cheeks and entered him. “Um, yeah.”
“Fuck...me,” Max’s strangled words were as tight as he felt.
“Good damn, man, you were ready for me.”
“I’m definitely getting there,” Max rasped, nuzzling Brittany’s pussy as he slipped his cock in and out of his loose fist.
Robby’s dick traveled over Max’s tender tissues and tightened muscles. He stroked Max’s sensitive skin and teased his tender rim, wetting his fingers with saliva and withdrawing enough to moisten his hole again.
“I’m not waiting,” Robby said, all raw and masculine as he towered over Max’s back once more. His hot breath was at his ear.
Max stilled. Brittany moved.
With arms and legs wide open, Brittany welcomed him. Her cunt slick and warm, wrapped around Max’s cock like an order of protection. She sheathed Max with her fluids as Robby fucked his ass with thumping strokes. In a matter of seconds, they were rocking together and moving at a tempo they couldn’t have managed any better if they’d practiced several times for one grand performance.
Bodies were slapping. Voices were cracking as the pleas for more filled the cabin and the illicit discoveries left them all in a heap, making the kind of promises every partner wants the other to keep.