Sinful Surrender by
Houston
Havens
A Multi-Genre Story
Erotic
Romance, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Futuristic, Ménage (MFMM), Dystopian,
Post Apocalyptic, Light BDSM
Date
Published: March 17, 2014
Top psychic spy Fay Avalon saw too much on her latest mind
traveling mission and is now on the run from her post-catastrophic dystopian
government, searching for the truth and proof. She escapes but is shot down,
landing in the arms of the enemy.
In Drakker and Arlo’s world, women are so rare the men have
accepted a polyandrous lifestyle. When the brothers stumble upon Fay
unconscious in the wreckage of an aircraft, they are immediately attracted to
her. Arlo wants to keep her, but Drakker knows they can’t. They must take her
to their brother Logan Abán, leader of their people.
Logan struggles with
trusting anyone, even himself. When a beautiful, intelligent, and intriguing
woman falls into their laps, his denied desires for intimacy challenge his need
to trust the spy. He’s frustrated by romantic Arlo’s claims of her innocence.
Even when pragmatic and dominating Drakker defends her as well,
Logan refuses to trust
his gut.
Can one woman satisfy the diverse desires of three men? Will
Logan’s fears be
realized by betrayal? Is Fay to be sentenced to death as a spy, suffer a fate
worse than death by being returned to her government as a traitor, or will she
find a new life and love as the wife of three sexy
brothers?
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EXCERPT
“I never do what’s anticipated.” He pulled her closer into his
chest and whispered in her ear. “It would make me boring and predictable.” He
slipped his hands under her blouse and stroked his fingertips in seductive
circles over her flesh. The passion in his eyes grew hotter. “I’ve desired you
from the moment you walked through my front door.”
She widened her eyes in mock shock then shot her gaze over to
Arlo. His raised brow and cocked head made her turn a frown back in
Logan’s direction. “You
said this was a game of truth.” She placed her hands over his, keeping them
just below her breasts. “That’s a lie.”
“No, it isn’t.”
“Logan, it was quite
obvious to us all that morning the only thing you wanted to do to me was to
interrogate me.” She looked at Arlo again. He shrugged and started singing
another song. Coward. He was avoiding voicing his
opinion.
“Then you’re all blind, because the first thing I truly wanted
was to kiss those perfect lips. The second thing was to interrogate that
succulent mouth of yours to make it tell me the truth about you.” He glided his
touch around to the sides of her breasts.
Fay liked how his hands caressed her, and she wasn’t about to
tell him to stop. His touch created a fire deep inside her, something she’d
longed for all her life.
“Fay, a person can be suspicious of someone, but it doesn’t
necessarily negate a very strong attraction to them. How do you think most
assassins get in close for a kill? Their targets find them very
attractive.”
“Hmm,
didn’t think of that. What you say is true.” She felt his fingers stroke down
her lower back to play with the laces holding her blouse closed. A subtle heat
warmed her pussy. “I’ve known a few women who loved their husbands but didn’t trust
them to be faithful.”
“See.” In one swift motion, he pulled at the laces and removed
her blouse.
“Logan,” Fay whispered.
Arlo’s soft singing in the background reminded her they weren’t
alone.
He trailed his seductive touch to her bra straps. Slipping his
fingertips beneath the material he worked the silky strips off her shoulders.
She crossed her arms over her breasts to stop him from removing
it.
“Logan, we
can’t—”
He swept her deeper into his arms and stopped her words by
pressing his mouth to her ear. “Tell me true…do you desire
me?”
Without breaking his hold, she was able to brace a short
distance between them, just enough to gaze into his eyes.
“Truth?”
“Nothing but the truth shall ever pass between us.” He tilted
his head forward and down, closing the space between them. He brushed his mouth
softly against hers, merging their heat, and then did it again. He licked the
seam of her lips, and she couldn’t help herself. It was a physical need. She
granted his tongue entry.
Her bra fell free before she circled her arms around him. His
touch ignited her flesh as he moved his fingers to the front of her jeans and
worked her zipper until her pants dropped to the ground. “The truth is—” she
murmured at the release of his lips.
“The truth,” he whispered in her ear. “Even though I fear my
knees will fail me should you tell me I disgust you.” Logan cupped each
breast before dropping his hands to stroke several gentle passes over her ass.
He kissed and caressed, roaming his hands over her, although he did take care not
to touch the area of her wound.
She stroked her nails up his back in wanton need, realizing if
she were honest with herself, she felt the same desire for him she’d felt for
Arlo and Drakker. “If my heart were to speak the truth, it would say you
grabbed my sexual interest the moment I saw you in those tight white pants and
red silk shirt.”
Her remark brought a proud smile to his lips. “Okay…so my
clothes got you heated up.”
“No, it was the hard body beneath those
clothes.”
“So…when did I capture your heart?”
“Honestly?”
“Honest.”
“When you became my hero.”
“I’m your hero? How? When?”
She smiled up at him. “Escaping the Nike silo. I still can’t
believe you carried me all that way to safety.”
“How do you know that?”
“Whenever I woke up you were there, and Chandra confirmed it
when I asked her.”
“Ah.” He smiled then frowned. “That was all it
took?”
“Yes.”
“Funny, it happened for me then as
well.”
“It did?”
“Yep, I knew in my gut I already loved you when you admitted you
risked your life for me. That’s when I knew I couldn’t live without you. Hell,
I didn’t want to ever let you go. It’s why I wouldn’t let anyone else carry
you. You were mine. I knew somewhere within you, you had to love me. For you to
sacrifice yourself like that…you had to love me.” Logan picked her up and
carried her toward Arlo. “Honor me, brother. If you’re leg isn’t too bad, join
me in pleasuring our woman tonight.”
About the
Author
Houston
Havens retired from a successful modeling career and an adventurous jet-set
lifestyle to set the world on fire with her erotic romance books. A tenacious
Irish lass, she strives to entertain with seductive stories created from her
decadent imagination and traces of a provocative lifestyle she may or may not
admit to.
Her interest in the paranormal, fascination with quantum
science, passion with myths, and the lure of her mysterious Celtic Irish-Druid
bloodlines are combined with generally unknown truths, strange facts, and
questionable fiction. Her novels reflect a mix of the past, present, and
future, with sexy blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy,
western romance, and always love everlasting. An author of six romances, a
seven book erotic romance series, and numerous articles in literary magazines,
she has two award winning blogs. Stop by for a visit and leave a comment at
http://houstonhavens.wordpress.com
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