Synopsis
Kira lived the life of a pampered princess of a wealthy Japanese man who mourned the loss of his son, and missing wife. She’d been given everything a girl could want, but nobody was allowed close enough to love or hurt her. All that changed when her life was threatened and he hired the Ravens as her security.
Thane and Garrick never expected to find their Fated, let alone that she’d be touched by a god. The legend of the Kitsune was steeped in mystery, but they’d need all the help they could get to save their Fated from the god who possessed her brother. They’d need to travel into the deepest levels of hell, and fight the Shinigami to save her and her brother.
Kira realizes Thane and Garrick would give up their own lives to give her the family she’d never had. She would fight to hold onto the best things she could ever ask for, her warriors.
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Excerpt
She turned her face up to his, love emanating on her glowing features. “I can see we will need to compromise then. Unless you plan to tie me up each time you leave.”
Possessiveness shot straight to Thane’s groin at her whispered words. “Oh, I think we could practice tying you up, only we will be with you when you are all tied up and at our mercy.”
“I like how you think, Thane.” Garrick didn’t look away from a kneeling Kira.
Their Fated took each of their hands and placed one on each of her breasts. The erect little nub stabbed into Thane’s palm. He let her control how much pressure he used, knowing she was doing the same with Garrick’s hand. He itched to use his fingers to twist her nipple into an even harder point, but he wanted to see what she did next. She brought first Garrick’s hand up to her mouth, sucking his index finger in between her lips. His best friend’s groan turned to a moan, and then it was his turn for the same treatment. By the time she brought their wet fingers back to her breasts, her shirt was gone. Kira had used her new abilities to not only make her clothes disappear, but Thane was shocked to see he and Garrick were also naked.
She trailed their wet fingers around her nipples, her eyes rolling backward as Thane plucked at the one she’d given him access to. A soft cry escaped her lips when Garrick did the same on the other side.
Thane leaned forward, needing to taste her lips. He strummed his thumb over her nipple one more time, inching down the length of her body with his palm. Little shivers of need arced from her to both him and Garrick. He stroked her lower stomach, watching her eyes dilate, and her muscles quivered beneath his fingers. Tracing an erotic pattern down her mons, he heard her breath catch. Thane inched his hand toward her pussy, stroking down her thigh and back up before delving between the cleft, inserting one finger. “Damn, you’re so fucking wet.” He circled her clit, teasing softly. His head dipped toward her breasts, pausing when Garrick leaned forward and claimed her kiss-swollen lips. His eyes flared with joy and lust.
The easy, teasing movements of his finger over her clit nearly sent her over the edge, but Thane wanted to draw her pleasure out. Her hand moved over his, pulling on his wrists, trying to force his movements faster.
She moaned above him, the sound one of wanton need.
Thane released her breast with a loud pop. “You need to come, kitten?”
“Yes, Thane, please.”
“Please what?” He continued to tease her clit while pumping one finger in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
Her eyes flashed emerald fire. “Don’t forget two, or in this case three, can play that game.” Kira locked eyes with him, licked her lips, and began undulating her hips in an erotic dance that would surely set any man aflame.
A shudder racked Thane’s body. Her hips rolled, and with his fingers on and inside her, he could feel her inner muscles working. He let loose a groan. He added a second finger alongside the first, pumping them in tandem to the flicks of the one teasing her clit.
“Yes! Don’t stop. Please, Thane,” Kira said.
“He’s not going to stop, Neko-Chan,” Garrick said, claiming Kira’s lips in another deep kiss.
Thane shoved the couch away from him, replacing his finger on her clit with his lips and tongue, sucking the bit of flesh into his mouth. His eyes closed to half-mast as her flavor burst in his mouth. Her body shook at the approaching orgasm, but he trusted Garrick to keep their Fated from falling. He lapped at her, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out, and then moved to licking her slit. Another long, slow lick, and he was rewarded with her cry of surprise. She was close to coming. From his estimation, it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.
He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth once again, letting her feel the edge of his teeth.
“Oh, fuck, Thane. What the hell are you doing to me?”
He rumbled against her flesh, knowing the vibrations would be an added stimulation.
Garrick knelt behind Kira, his dark head bent, nibbling along the side of Kira’s neck. Thane shared with him the way Kira tasted, the way she tightened on his fingers. “Why, Kira, I do believe he’s eating you, love,” Garrick whispered wickedly.
Kira’s moan came out breathlessly. “Oh, alrighty then.”
Thane smiled. Her thighs shook slightly. Looking up, he saw Garrick holding her breasts, playing with her nipples, pinching them into hard peaks once again. His cock was like a steel pole at the sight of his best friend and his Fated enjoying her body.
She was gasping, panting with need, her body shuddering between them. Kira was on the verge of climax, her expression almost pained.
He took mercy on all three of them, sucking on her clit with purpose. Using a small amount of power, he hummed, allowing the vibrations to flow into her entire body. Her inner muscles clamped down on his fingers, and she screamed his name as she came. Her hand flew down to hold him to her, her fingers digging into his scalp, and she continued arching against him.
Kira moaned, whimpered, coming down from such an intense climax, her mind completely open to both he and Garrick. Thane kept up the gentle laps and licks, pulling his fingers out when the final pulses of her pussy stopped. If he didn’t fuck his Fated soon, he was going to explode all over the hotel suite floor. He was so damn hard he hurt, and Garrick didn’t look like he was in any better condition.
KIRA'S WARRIORS Ravens of War 4 ELLE
BOON Copyright © 2015
Chapter One
“Why are you two still following me?
I told you to leave me alone.” Kira turned to face the two men who
she’d been unable to shake no matter what she did. Even when she’d
gone into the restroom at LaGuardia, switched her clothes, pulled her
hair up in a bun, and covered her head with a stupid ball cap that
said I love NY, they still fell in line behind her.
“Sweetheart, I hate to break it to
you, but where you go, we follow.” Garrick Theon flashed his pearly
white teeth at her.
If Kira could, she’d gladly punch him
in the mouth just to see if she could loosen a few of his perfect
teeth. His lips tilted up in a grin she was beginning to hate and
love in equal measures. Both men appealed to her, but that was truly
a dangerous path to go down. The last man she’d thought she loved.
Kira shut that train of thought off
before the memories could resurface, bringing back the shame and
heartache she’d worked so hard to bury.
“Hey now, kitten, what put that look
on your face?” Thantos Odysseus asked. His large hand curled into a
fist, almost making her flinch as he raised it to her cheek, only to
gently run it down in the softest caress.
Thane and G both looked at her, waiting
on her to answer, and it took her a moment to figure out what it was
he’d asked. The look of hurt on Thane’s features made her want to
reach out and apologize, but they were the ones who were invading her
space.
“I just don’t understand why you
insist on continuing to be my bodyguards, when clearly I can take
care of myself,” Kira said, throwing her hands up in the air. She
could see there was no changing their minds. However, they didn’t
know her, or her country, as well as she did. Nor did they have two
loyal Akitas. Her pets didn’t like anyone but her. She smiled,
imagining the looks on their faces when they saw her four-legged best
friends.
“Thane? I don’t like the look in
her eyes.” Garrick took a step closer to where she stood on the
porch of her home.
Being back in Osore-Zan, Japan, where
her mother was from, Kira felt a stronger connection to the woman.
“There is nothing in my eyes except contempt for the both of you.
Now, if you’ll both excuse me, I’m going inside, alone. If you
insist on guarding me, you can keep watch from out here.”
Kira turned on her heel to march
inside, coming to a stop as Garrick, or G to his friends,
materialized in her path. “You can lie to yourself, but not to
Thane and I, Neko-Chan.”
“Did you just call me kitten in
Japanese?” She held up her hand. “No, don’t answer that. Just
get out of my way.” She knew they treated her with kid gloves
because she was so much smaller than them. She was only
five-foot-three to their six-foot-six and six-foot-seven, if she were
to guess. Okay, if she was being honest, she knew exactly how tall
they were. Having studied them whenever they weren’t looking, Kira
could give a detailed description of each man down to every visible
scar.
“You can bitch all you want, Kira,
but it won’t change the fact that you aren’t stepping foot inside
until Thane and I check it out.”
A sense of danger had the hair on the
back of her neck standing on end. She took a step closer to Garrick,
placing her hands on each of his biceps.
“Do you feel that?”
Thane stepped up behind her. “What is
it?”
A shiver stole up her spine. “Something
is out there.” She didn’t turn to look out toward the towering
trees in the distance, choosing to focus on G’s light blue eyes. He
and Thane’s were almost identical and changed colors depending on
their emotions.
“Is it secure?” Garrick asked
Thane.
Kira wanted to protest his going over
her head, literally and physically. The eerie feeling of being
watched, marked for death by something evil, wouldn’t go away. When
she placed her hands on G, and then had Thane at her back, the oily
touch recoiled, leaving behind a darkness that had her stepping
closer to G.
“I just scanned the interior, and
other than two beasts that are ready to bite our heads off, yes, it’s
secure,” Thane answered.
Garrick wrapped one arm around her,
placing his body on the outside. “Do you want to let us in?” He
indicated the handprint scanner by the door panel.
She wiped her sweaty palms on her ass,
and hearing Thane murmur something that sounded like he’d like to
be her hands made her smile. Once inside, the two beasts, as Thane
called them, came running to greet her. Garrick tried to push her
behind him, but Kira had missed Taji and Hoshi, her two Akitas, and
slid under his arm. They were a beautiful breed of canine that were
very protective and usually didn’t get along well with others. She
hugged the two dogs, letting them lick her face in greeting, before
standing back up. With her back to the two Ravens who refused to
leave her alone, Kira expelled a tired breath. She wasn’t ready to
spill her guts, or her life story to them. Why did her father insist
on hiring men who weren’t like the rest of his hired goons—ones
she could easily dismiss?
“We can stand here all day and night,
or you can just spit it out, kitten. I think you know we have more
than enough stamina to outlast you,” Thane said. His words made her
wonder just how much stamina he and Garrick had when it came to the
bedroom. The thought alone gave her pause. Kira hadn’t looked at a
man, let alone imagined two men at the same time sexually, since she
was a naïve seventeen-year-old virgin. She kept her back to the
Ravens, hiding her flushed face.
“I’m hungry. Since you both don’t
appear to be leaving anytime soon, I guess you can follow me.” With
that, she led the way to the kitchen. Her father was in their
southern home of Sukay Onsen and was probably a worried mess. Kira
contemplated letting him fret but then changed her mind.
“Have you informed my father where we
are?” she asked the men as she opened the stainless-steel
side-by-side fridge. When she’d decided to come to the Honshu home,
she’d asked the housekeeper who was on call to stock the fridge and
freezer. The elderly woman had asked if she was needed for daily
duties, but Kirahad politely declined, saying she would be traveling
most of the time.
“He is concerned.” She saw Thane
on the shiny surface of the doors cross his arms over his massive
chest. Kira wanted to mock his words of her father being concerned.
The only thing Ichiro Mitsuko was concerned with was her making it
past her twenty-fifth birthday. After that his duty to her was done.
Kira snorted.
“You don’t know my father. Did he
have you sign a contract?” Garrick nodded. “Have you read it
thoroughly?” She placed the fixings for stir fry out on the granite
island with the built-in gas stove in the center. Keeping her eyes on
the mundane chore at hand, rather than the knowing gazes of either
Thane or Garrick, was harder than it should have been.
“Why all the questions? We’re your
protection detail until your father tells us otherwise,” Thane
growled.
She could have pointed out to them the
fact of her birthday being the end date, and that day was fast
approaching, but decided they would be too stubborn to listen to her.
Kira didn’t like to waste time or energy. Instead she focused on
the task of making dinner. While she cut up vegetables and sliced up
chicken to fry, she pretended Thane and Garrick weren’t prowling
around her home. Her faithful pets sat in their comfy beds by the
doors overlooking the patio. Every once in a while they would look
over at her and bark, but other than that she was left alone. Or, as
alone as she could get with two huge men, who now parked their
gorgeous asses on the barstools across from her. Their stunning gazes
followed her as she tossed the meat and veggies in the wok. She slid
two generous portions on the plates in front of them and a smaller
one for herself. A bottle of sweet red wine was what she was having
with her dinner. She could care less what they had. Picking up the
bottle, along with a glass and her plate, she skirted the end of the
counter, hoping to escape to her suite while they ate their meal in
the kitchen. She forgot they had the ability to dematerialize and
reappear in the blink of an eye. Thane was sitting with chopsticks in
his hand one minute, and the next he was blocking her way—damn the
man.
“Excuse me. Did you need something?”
Kira blinked up at him.
Thane leaned down. “And just where do
you think you’re going?”
Politeness forgotten, Kira rolled her
eyes. “To my room. I assume it’s okay since you both have been
through every space of the house?” Taji and Hoshi got up from their
beds to stand on either side of her, their stance clear.
“Fine.” He turned to the side,
leaving room for her to walk past. “Oh, and, Kira, I’m sure I
don’t need to tell you this, but just so we are on the same
page…don’t leave the house without one of us. Not even to go on
one of the decks.”
“I’m not a child, Thantos.” Kira
wanted to flip him the bird, but her hands were full so she had to
settle for injecting as much sarcasm into her tone as possible. The
way his voice had gotten deep and growly at the end sent a delicious
full body shiver over her that she hoped he thought was from anger.
She was sure she heard him and Garrick mutter something about proving
she wasn’t a child. They both confused her. Kira knew neither man
would have anything to do with her had they not been hired by her
father. Although she was no ugly duckling, she wasn’t on the
supermodel level like she was sure they were used to. Women like
Tamara Mejia, who was with Rafe and Vin. Tamara was of mixed
heritage, but with her long, wavy brown hair and voluptuous body,
even Kira had the hots for her. She could picture both Thane and
Garrick with, or even Jaklyn, who was only an inch or so taller than
she was. Jaklyn drew men to her with her vivacious personality, and
she had the most gorgeous red hair. She was also married to two men,
and was a shifter.
Both women were so much more than Kira
would ever be, and she knew they were the type of women Thane and
Garrick were drawn to.
Yes, she’d helped draw the
Kitsunetsuki out of Jaklyn’s mother, and not many others could have
accomplished what she’d done. But it had been a team effort between
the Ravens and her, and she definitely couldn’t have killed the
shifter that had held the being once she’d transferred the
trickster into it.
Kira thought back to Jaklyn’s mother
Talia and the years she’d been trapped inside her own mind,
battling the demon that’d possessed her. She shuddered at the
memory of pulling the Kitsunetsuki out, and holding it as the Ravens
brought the shifter to her. Knowing Talia was now safe and whole made
the process worth the nightmares she had now.
Kira’s mind was still boggled at the
fact there were honest-to-goodness gods and goddesses, not to mention
Ravens who were demi-gods, walking the earth. Two of whom were in her
kitchen like normal men, eating her food.
By the time she finished eating, she
had drank over half the bottle of wine and was feeling pleasantly
buzzed. Probably not the smartest thing she could do, but Kira needed
something to relax her.
She filled another glassful and took it
with her while she ran a bath, pouring some essential oils into the
flowing stream. After lighting a few candles, she stripped and
stepped into the hot water. A contented sigh escaped her as she sank
into the large soaker tub.
With a push of a button, she had music
playing quietly in the background and the overhead lights turned
down, and before she knew it her wine glass was empty again. She let
her mind drift while she sifted her hands through the water,
wondering what it would be like to be normal. If she were more like
Tamara or Jaklyn, she’d take on both men at once.
Her thoughts brought images to her mind
that made her glad she was naked and alone in her suite. She was also
extremely happy she had the ability to block others from her
thoughts. Kira closed her eyes and pictured both men in the tub with
her. She imagined Garrick would be the more forceful lover while
Thane the tender one. A sort of yin to yang.
She ran her right hand down her chest,
knowing the two men in her house both had calluses that would feel
sublime on her flesh. The wine she’d drank made her wish for things
she had no right to, but there in the safety of her tub, she let
herself pretend. Above the tub was a huge skylight with the moon’s
rays reflecting down on her closed eyelids. Along with the candles,
the privacy of her bath gave her a sense of security, even with the
floor-to-ceiling windows that made up the wall beside the bath.
The water began to cool, so she turned
the faucet back on with just the hot side running and refilled her
glass with the last of the wine. She plucked at her nipples with her
thumbs and fingers firmly, an arrow of pleasure shooting to her core.
But still it wasn’t enough.
It was never enough for Kira. No
stranger to masturbation, she’d been self-pleasuring herself for
years, and even after coming so hard she was sure her eyes would
cross, there was always an emptiness at the end. Not this time, she
swore. This time she would put a face, or faces, to who was with her.
The need to come was almost painful.
She gripped the tips of her breasts more firmly, pulling at them with
a rougher touch than ever before that sent a spike of heated arousal
straight to her clit. She knew exactly how and where to touch herself
for maximum release, but never had she been so rough. The harder
touch made the sensation that much more exquisite.
She ran her right hand down the flat
expanse of her abdomen to between her thighs, tapping her clit as she
passed it. Kira was sure she’d go crazy at the sensations that
little movement brought. Wanting to prolong her pleasure and needing
it to end warred side by side.
Her body jerked when she slid two
fingers into her pussy and thrust them deep, using the palm of her
hand to press against her exposed clit. She nearly came on first
contact, almost tumbled into a release that wouldn’t have satisfied
her for more than a moment, but Kira jerked her hand back. With just
her fingers on her breasts and inside herself, Kira twisted and
pulled with her left hand and thrust back and forth with her right.
The clenching tissue of her vagina spasmed each time she twisted and
pinched her nipples, making her body arch as she neared orgasm. She
added a third finger, alternating between twisting and scissoring
them, creating a combination that made it almost impossible for her
to stop the impending ecstasy waiting to tear through her.
Her head pressed against the pillow on
the back of the tub. “Oh, yes. So close.”
The sound of lightning and thunder
striking had her eyes flying open. Water sloshed over the edge of the
tub, making her realize she’d left the water running during her
fantasy.
“Kira?” Thane’s voice boomed from
outside her room.
She scrambled to turn off the water and
pull the plug, looking at the open door. Above her, the moon had a
red streak that was slowly covering it.
Outside the window overlooking the
woods, she expected to see lightning. Instead she felt the same thing
as earlier in the day. With the safeguards her father had in place,
the windows were designed where you could see out, but not in.
However, she felt like someone or something was watching her.
Stepping out of the tub, feeling exposed for the first time, she
tried to figure out a way to hide from prying eyes.
“Why didn’t you answer me?” Thane
came to a stop in the doorway.
Author Bio
I’m a wife and mother who is a retired stay at home mom of 2. I say retired because my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 20. When my baby went to school, reading saved my sanity, and then the same year he started school, I was diagnosed with Cancer, again reading saved my sanity. When I recovered and realized how quickly life could change, I made a bucket list. The number one thing was to live. Check. On top of that list was to become a published author. Check. Eight years later I have accomplished that goal and several others.
I live in the Midwest, but I”m a southern girl with only a slight twang who says y’all quite frequently, and am known to say “Bless Your Heart” A LOT. If you know what that means, you do not want to be the one I say that to, lol. I cuss worse than if a trucker and a sailor were put together, but I do it with class *WEG*.
I write what I love to read, erotic romance. My books are definitely full of lots of story, but I leave nothing to the imagination in or out of the bedroom. My hope is that after readers have read one of my stories, they fall in love with the characters as much as I have.
The best part of my new journey is that I get to create new worlds, and have all kinds of stories in my head just waiting to be written. I truly love to hear from readers. You can find me on Twitter, Facebook or my website, but I’m on Facebook ALL the time, so find me. I’d love to hear from you.
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