On a hot summer's night in Vienna, wolves dream of passion...
But one night of passion with this gorgeous, mysterious man is not enough. There's something unusual about him. But what is his secret? And why won't he let her look at him when they make love? When she finally learns the truth, Karl's life hangs in the balance, and Nina must leave, never knowing if she'll ever see him again...
This Paranormal Erotic Romance contains strong sexual themes, language and scenes. Strictly for broadminded, over 18s. Don't say I didn't warn you!
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In front of the door marked “313,” something made me hesitate. Going to bed with someone I hadn’t even met before would be a first for me. Oh, what the hell, I thought and rang the doorbell.
The man was as tall and broad shouldered as I had gauged him to be. His dark tan contrasted with the brilliant white of his shirt which he wore with buttons unfastened to the middle of his chest. This guy worked out. Those shoulder muscles didn’t get that way by accident. His face broke into a smile as he opened the door wider and motioned me in.
His voice was softly accented. “Welcome, Nina, please come in.”
Doors opened off a small, L-shaped hallway and led into the kitchen and the living room, where he now led me. Inside, Magda uncurled her model’s legs, stood up from the settee, smiled, and held a glass of sparking wine out to me. That long chestnut hair gleamed as it cascaded over her shoulders and framed her classically beautiful face with its high cheekbones and dark brown eyes. Bra-less, she was dressed in an emerald green silk robe, tied at the waist but parted enough to show the curve of her full, firm breasts and, as she moved, the glimpse of a black silk thong.
As she moved closer to hand me the drink, I saw her nipples outlined against the silk. The room was pleasantly cool but not cold. Still, I could feel my own nipples hardening and my clit tingling.
“Have some champagne.”
I took the glass from her.
“We have looked forward to this evening very much. We will all have a lovely time, no?”
“Yes,” I said, finding my voice cracked a little. My throat was dry and I was grateful for the cold champagne.
Magda leaned forward and kissed my forehead. Such a simple gesture, but she made it sensual.
“How did you know my name?” I asked.
Jakob stroked my back. “My dear Nina, we know everything about you.”
That brought me up sharp. “How? I mean, why? I mean…”
Magda took my half-empty glass and placed it on the table. As she did so, her gown parted still further, revealing the outline of a dark nipple.
“Shsh, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you are here. And we are here. Soon we will be joined by another. OK?”
I don’t know why, but she was right. At this moment, it didn’t matter. All that counted was that I went to bed with these two beautiful people. They clearly desired me, and after Tony’s ultimate rejection, I could use some ego-boosting.
Jakob had removed his shirt and now, dressed in black trousers that revealed a considerable bulge in the front, took my hand and led me into the bedroom. A king size bed, its mattress covered by a black satin sheet, awaited us. Light poured in through the window until Magda closed the drapes, leaving us in a muted natural light, clear enough to see everything, but dim enough to add atmosphere.
Jakob unzipped his pants, never taking his eyes off me as I sat on the bed.
The mattress dipped as Magda knelt behind me. Her delicate arms wrapped around my waist and one by one, she began undoing the little buttons of my blouse, letting her fingers glide over my skin and raising goosebumps in their wake. Then she slid the blouse off my shoulders and down my arms. She unhooked my bra, exposing my breasts to Jakob’s appreciative gaze.
My eyes focused on his groin. As he slid his boxers down and stood up straight, his massive cock stood out at a perfect right angle. Hot wetness soaked my panties. I wanted to fuck him now, but he had other plans.
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