Vampire Masquerade by Olivia Starke
You are cordially invited to the event of the year
The Vampire Masquerade Ball
Sincerely, Aleese and Eaven
When Natasha Edwards receives a personal invitation to the
exclusive Vampire Masquerade, it's exactly the break she's been waiting for.
It's her chance to impress national news syndicates, not to mention an
opportunity to do some snooping into the disappearances of several women who
were last seen within the Underground sect. But the two she-vamps have other
plans for her.
Aleese's infatuation with the sexy news reporter cannot be
denied, and Eaven has never been one to ignore her wife's desires. The blonde
beauty is perfect for their plans, and once she's inside their home, the trap
is set. Natasha is easy prey. She's responsive to their touch, and sweet as
honey to taste. They want nothing more than to indulge their fantasies in every
way imaginable.
Natasha finds exquisite pleasure of a kind she's never
experienced with the two dangerous vampires. But when she stumbles upon the
truth behind the missing women, will it be too much for one small-town reporter
to handle?
Content Warning: contains explicit language, graphic sex,
F/F/F+ ménage, BDSM, oral sex, spanking, toy play, and voyeurism
Excerpt:
The two women flanking Nat left her feeling fluttery with
the odd combination of awareness and anxiety. The she-vamps could easily eat
her whole without a trace left for the police to find, making her their fourth
missing woman. And despite that niggling of fear in the back of her mind, she
couldn't keep her gaze off Eaven's cleavage. Perfect globes meant to spill from
one's hands and, when free of constraint, sway with every movement. A body like
hers was made for seduction and sexual pleasure. Ripe and lush, to be savored
and enjoyed—a hedonist's playground for delights of the flesh.
Nat swallowed and turned her attention to the other. Aleese
aroused her in a different way. Graceful hand gestures accented her speech,
each movement as fluid as a ballet dancer's. Agile, lithe, and confident in
every breath, a study of symmetry and beauty against her partner's blatant
sexual appeal. And her lips…God, her lips were incredible. Pouty and red,
perfect to kiss, perfect to whisper sweet nothings in someone's ear. Nat's
heart rate kicked up, and the room started a slow spin, like a carousal ride.
She stumbled back from her hosts, needing space.
"I'm sorry, but I need some fresh air," she
explained when they shot her questioning looks.
"Of course." Aleese took her hand and guided her
toward a pair of open French doors. Outside on a small patio, a cool breeze
stirred. "We can be a bit much in one great big swallow."
"I'll be okay. I've had a heavy work schedule."
Which was the truth; the last few weeks had been a madhouse
at the station due to elections in the fall. A good explanation for the way her
thoughts dashed this way and that. Sleep had also been hit-and-miss since she'd
received the invite to the ball. The poise and professionalism she'd planned on
bringing with her had evaporated the moment she'd stepped into the ballroom.
Now she felt like a floundering fish out of water.
Aleese clutched her hand with both of hers, their warmth
sending tingles over Nat's skin. Another thing she hadn't counted on…the
attraction she had for the two vampires.
"We're delighted you could join us. The ball can be so
stodgy when it's the same people year after year." Her eyelashes fluttered.
"Having new blood is a real treat."
Nat found herself transfixed with the way Aleese's mouth
moved. It took a moment for her to piece the sentence together.
"I appreciate the invite, though I'm curious as to why
you'd want me here."
Aleese peered up, her gaze almost doting. "Eaven and I
respect you as a female reporter. It's such a man's world, and you're making a
name for yourself, so why wouldn't we want to meet you?" She clutched
Nat's hand tighter, leaning into her arm. "So were you one of those little
girls who dreamed of attending a vampire ball?"
Every young girl dreamed of doing such a thing. "Of
course."
Nat felt uneasy. Perhaps it was because she stood outside,
beneath a full moon, with the most beautiful vampire she'd ever met. The
silvery moonlight gave the she-vamp's skin an ethereal glow. She wanted to
reach out and touch Aleese's cheek to see if it were as rose petal soft as it
looked.
Interview questions… Nat tried to recall the list she'd
written and studied days before, but every single one failed her. Aleese tilted
her head, her lips so very close…
Nat cleared her throat. "I understand you've had three
women go missing from your sect." Not what she wanted to open with, but
the only question making itself available in her scrambled brain.
Something glimmered across Aleese's face. An emotion Nat
couldn't pin down before her coy smile returned. "I wouldn't say they've
disappeared, we know exactly where they've gone."
"Where?"
Aleese licked her lips, her pink tongue an invitation for
Nat's mind to play out vivid fantasies. Her fingers brushed up Nat's forearm,
and Nat suddenly couldn't catch her breath.
"There you are," Eaven cut in, joining them on
the patio. "Feeling better?"
"Yes, yes I am, thank you." Nat tried to move
away from Aleese, but found herself trapped against the patio's rail.
Eaven moved close, so close their breasts touched. Nat met
the she-vamp's gaze. Her eyes reflected the silvery night light, leaving them
even more pale and unearthly. Nearly void of color. With no place to run, Nat
could only hold her ground and hope her legs didn't fail her. Heat built within
her core like an inferno as a sweet ache settled between her thighs.
Eaven looked to her wife. "They are playing our waltz,
my love." She moved her attention to Nat's mouth. "Would you mind if
I took the first dance with our new kitten?"
"Only if I can have the second," Aleese purred in
return.
About the Author:
Olivia Starke calls the Ozarks
home. One of the most beautiful areas in the country, she loves hiking trails
with her dogs, kayaking on the numerous waterways, and enjoying southern
Missouri's fresh air and sunshine.
She's also 'Mom' to four dogs,
a growing number of kitties that show up at her door, and four VERY spoiled
horses that do little to earn their keep. Not that she'd ever hold that against
them.
She's a HUGE fangirl of Doctor
Who and to a lesser extent Supernatural, and has a pretty interesting love
triangle (or square?) going on in her head between the Doctor and the
Winchesters.
Giveaway:
Olivia is giving away an eCopy
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Look forward to reading. Thank you for the giveaway.
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