5 Days Before Christmas...

Second book in the Lucani Lovers series

Nic and Duke popped up in KISS OF MOONLIGHT as two sides of the same coin. I knew who they were meant to belong to, I just didn't realize how much I'd come to love them. And how I envied Tira her men.

My second menage was another one of those stories that kind of wrote itself and didn't want to end. Or maybe that was me. Maybe I didn't want to end. Either way, it's one of the longest stories and one of my favorites, mainly because of those two hunky werewolves who would do anything for each other and their woman. Sigh. And isn't that cover absolutely gorgeous. My second favorite after SEDUCED BY MAGIC.

For eight years, Etruscan witch Tira Belludi has longed to give herself, body and soul, to the two shifter men who hold her heart. But visions of death and fears for her sanity have forced her to keep her distance.

Nic Rocca and Duke Ducati are brothers in every way but blood and partners who have each other’s backs. They share a home, a job and had planned to share their life with Tira between them…until the night she saw their future and built a fortress around her heart.

Now danger and death stalk Nic and Duke. And Tira must make a choice—grab love while she has the chance, or watch Nic die from afar and lose Duke forever. 


“Sweetheart, don’t think.” Duke’s voice rasped against her ear. “Just feel. And watch. Watch Nic bring himself off.” 

She wanted to watch. Wanted to see it all. “His pants,” she barely had enough air to gasp the words out. “I want him naked.”
“You heard the lady.” The command in Duke’s voice made her sex clench with an almost physical pain. “Take them off.”
Nic didn’t hesitate. He pushed the pants down his legs until he could kick them off with his feet then his hand immediately went back to his cock.
Her mouth opened to draw in much-needed air, which was startled out of her when Duke grabbed the hem of her shirt and stripped it over her head, leaving her naked.
Her nipples peaked, but not from any chill in the air. Duke’s body pumped off heat like a furnace and his hands covered her breasts and kneaded them, until her entire body felt boneless.
And ready to explode.
Mesmerized by the sight of Nic’s hand on his cock, she almost didn’t realize Duke was walking her backward until he pulled her back and down, onto his lap, as he sat on the wide leather chair across from the couch.
The silky hair on his thighs tickled the backs of hers and his cock felt like silk against her ass. It pulsed against her, a tiny amount of pre-cum dotting her skin.
She moaned and scooted backward, forcing herself to keep her eyes open to watch Nic, who’d slowed his strokes to a glacial pace.
“I’m gonna fuck you while he watches, Tira.” Duke bit her earlobe and she shuddered as pleasure stroked through her body, a painful jolt. “I don’t want you to close your eyes. I want you to put your hands on the arms of the chair and not let go. Understand?”
She nodded, too turned-on to speak, and did exactly as he said. The leather felt slick and cool beneath her hands. In sharp contrast to Duke’s heat and the lust pouring off Nic.
His gaze dipped as Duke grabbed her hips and lifted her.
“Lean back, baby,” Duke instructed. “Arch your— Yeah, that’s it.”
With her back bowed slightly, the angle allowed him to position his cock between her lower lips, poised to fill her completely.
He held her there, on the tip of his cock and the edge of her desire, her gaze glued to Nic’s cock.
She imagined for a second that they were both going to have her and then she couldn’t think as Duke began to lower her onto the thick length of his cock. The head barely sank in when she felt her sex contract, trying to drag him further into her.
The friction was incredible, sending shock waves up her spine. She arched just a little further, wanting him to pull her down and fill her completely.
But Duke wasn’t to be rushed.
He fought gravity, holding her hips and only allowing a few centimeters at a time to invade her channel. She felt the effort Duke exerted in the rough sound of his breathing, the short, heavy movements of his chest against her back. His thighs rock hard beneath hers, he used his knees to spread her legs wider, opening her further until she felt air brush her exposed clit.
Torturous sensation caused her to cry out again and she fought against his hands, needing him to fuck her now. Hard.
“No, no. Not yet, baby. I’m not ready to come yet. And neither is Nic.”
“Not at all.” Nic’s voice made her clench around Duke’s shaft in desperation. “I want to watch you enjoy it all night, Ti.”
Blessed Goddess, yes, she was enjoying this. But it was torture as well.
Duke allowed her to slide down a few more centimeters and she felt the brush of his pubic hair on her ass. Almost there. Almost—
With a short, sharp motion, Duke seated her on his cock.
She cried out as pleasure and a burning fullness coursed through her. The need for friction caused her to roll her hips. Duke allowed her to move for a brief second as Nic’s hand paused, his gaze glued to where Duke and she were joined.
“Happy now, baby?”