No Place I'd Rather Be
by Roxanne Rhoads
Genre: Paranormal erotica
Length: Naughty Nibble
Sonora is torn between a human and a vampire. How can she choose between the man who makes her feel safe and the vampire that makes her blood race? Sonora prays to the Goddess for guidance while harboring secret desires that her broody vampire, Brom, and her brawny human, Avery, can get past their jealousy and be willing to do more than just share the witch in the middle.
Can the Goddess grant Sonora's wish, or will she be stuck making an impossible choice?
Special Content Alert: Menage
m/f/m, f/m, m/m
Here's an R rated excerpt:
No Place I'd Rather Be
By Roxanne Rhoads
Could I choose between them? Choose between the man who made me feel safe and the vampire that made my blood race?
Neither was perfect, but both were oh so sexy. Avery was a little rough around the edges and did a great job of hiding his emotions, while my vampire Brom's violent past left him broody and unpredictable.
My best friend, Sandra, had advised me to keep them both and enjoy the best of both worlds—the safety of humanity I so craved with Avery and the danger that thrilled me so much with Brom.
I just didn't know if I was a witch who could play two men against each other. I'd always been a one-man type of girl. But when one isn't really a man, when he is so much more, the rules had a tendency to bend and blur.
In my world, I had to wonder sometimes if there were any rules at all. I tried so hard to live like a human, love like a human, but honestly, at some point, I had to accept I am not human. And neither is Brom. The only human in my equation was Avery, and if he had a problem with what we are, with what I am . . . . Well, let's just say he had to make the decision to either step into my world completely and accept me for the monster I am, or walk away and never look back.
A born witch, I never asked to be this way. I was raised to be with my own kind, then I fell for a vampire, then soon after that, I fell for a man . . . a human man who I had actually been trying really hard not to fall for. Both vamps and men were forbidden in my circle, but if my coven were to choose, the vampire would be the better choice.
Being with a human could pose way too many problems, especially a human like Avery who had a problem with the monsters.
I didn't want to choose between them. They were both so . . . so . . . so damn delicious.
So I found myself wedged between a cock and hard place. Not necessarily a bad place to be.
I wished I could keep them both, that they would willingly share me. Perhaps at the same time.
Oh, I know it's a little taboo, but I really had hopes the two men of my fantasies might think less about tearing each other apart and more about doing more intimate things to me . . . together . . . and just maybe to each other.
I know, witchful thinking, right? But damn, it would have made my life easier. And so much hotter. I wouldn't have to play them against each other; instead, I could play with them . . . together. I could even watch the two of them play—with each other. Goddess, wouldn't that be a sight?
I grew a little moist just thinking about their hard cocks wedged against each other . . . inside me. My body quivered.
I had never even come close to being with two men at the same time.
I knew Brom had some experience with other men; it seemed par for the course a vampire who lived for centuries would experiment sexually. I mean, come on, when you can live for eternity, the hang-ups humans have about sex become a bit petty and tedious. Plus, after awhile, I am sure the same ol' same ol' might grow tiresome, and the desire to try new experiences would become intense.
Avery was a different story; being human made him a tad bit homophobic. Confusing thoughts and societal acceptance made many men at least slightly homophobic. Some guys freaked about every little thing, worrying something they might do would be perceived as gay, while other guys are totally comfortable with their sexuality and don't even seem to even care. I would never understand men; at least women were usually more open to the whole bisexual thing.
Honestly, I think everyone is really bisexual, most of us just never act on it or experiment with it. I had. I loved having sex with other women—soft curves and round breasts—but when it came right down to what I really preferred sexually, well, I loved nothing more than a big, hard, cock buried inside me. I had fantasized about two guys at once before but never even considered someday it might be a reality—not until I met Avery and Brom. The thought of sexually having them both at the same time almost had me heading to my bedroom to find a few toys.