A perfect ending for this 3 book series! Author James Cox has tied up loose ends for each of these characters.But getting to that point there is murder & mayhem, twists & turns, assassins, Dullahan a fallen God, funny banter, Otherworld creatures and some hot MMF love evolving. Characters from books 1 & 2 are also involved in the resolution of this saga. Fun and engaging. I absolutely loved these books and the authors imagination and story line is so much fun to read. Very well written and I highly recommend!
Heroes get killed saving others, that’s why Darrow prefers to be the bad guy.
As the evil queen’s devoted assassin, Darrow is determined to find the woman who captured his heart. The problem
is, Queen Aralynn has been dethroned and her memory erased. But when he finally finds her, he sees a spark of familiar defiance and attitude. Maybe his queen is still behind those stormy blue eyes. With everyone out to kill Aralynn, Darrow will need the help of a sexy, reluctant healer, who also happens to be incredibly smart. And tempting.
All is threatened when a fallen god returns to Otherworld to rain down suffering and death upon everyone, including
the two people Darrow holds most dear. Can he set aside his distrust long enough to save them all?
Be Warned: m/m sex, menage sex (MMF), spanking
I released Joen's head, reached back and gave his cock a light smack.
“Oh, fuck me.”
“Soon.” I whispered and slapped his dick again.
Joen’s hips surged upward.
“Like that, do you?” I shimmied down his body, finding a moment to untangle myself from my trousers by the time I straddled his hips. “Bit of pain with your pleasure.” I wrapped my hand around his erection and squeezed.
Joen nearly came up off the ground. He let out a deep rumble of a groan and grabbed my wrists. “Oh, please. Darrow. Please. Inside me. Fuck, get inside me. Please.”
I growled, rolling Joen over only to straddle him again. I whacked his ass. They were nice, tight, pale globes. “How about a bit of spanking?” I hit him harder. “Too much?”
Joen shook his head, lifting and lowering his hips like the pleasure/pain was driving him mad. I knew the feeling.
I opened his cheeks, spit and then gave each of them another smack. There was no way I’d last long once I was balls deep inside him. Even the anticipation was getting me close to climax. Now that his ass was suitably pink, I spread his cheeks and slid my thumb inside him. “Are you ready for me, Joen?”
I grabbed the vial of oil, uncorked it, and gave his ass another spank. Eh, they could have a bit more color. “I’m going to fuck you so hard.” I reached between his legs and tugged on his balls.
Joen cried out, swatting at me with his hands.
I chuckled, slapping his hands away before I drizzled the oil over his hole. My finger followed and a breath later two. I heaved them in and out as I dropped the vial in the grass beyond the blanket. “Deep breath, boy.” I caressed my hand up and down his back as I added three to the invasion of his ass.
“Darrow!” He pushed against my fingers, trying to get them deeper or perhaps he was looking for something wide.
I grinned, grabbed my shaft, and placed the tip against his entrance. “Beg me to fuck you.”
He choked out a sound.
I slapped his ass before I shoved three fingers as deep as I could. “Beg. Me.”
“Please.” He ground his ass against my hand then thrust his cock against the blanket. “Darrow…”
“What do you think, Aralynn?” Despite the hunger running through me, I never forgot that we had company. I locked eyes with her. Her lower lip was red like she was nipping on it and the blush on her cheeks had turned a deep pink. “Hard. Deep. Sweet. Name it…” I pressed the tip of my dick against his hole and eased the tip inside. We both let out a groan. “Aralynn.”
“Deep.” She whispered. “Sweet.”
I shuffled closer and nudged my shaft in slowly. Inch by inch that left me panting and my thighs shaking. Joen let out a groan that seemed to last the entire time. The moaning sounds only heightened my excitement. I finally propelled all the way inside and shivered. He was so fucking tight. The oil made each movement a slick treat. I gently pulled out, but with each heartbeat I smacked his ass. Slap, slap, slap. My cock sprang free. I heaved it back inside in one long thrust that tested my patience to the max. When I was fully seated, I leaned over Joen and pressed my chest against his back. I nipped at his shoulder, taking my teeth to his flesh so hard that I left an imprint. “You still alive down there?”
Joen laughed then groaned. “Darrow, for the love of Otherworld, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“I think you found my weakness. Begging.” I dug my heels in and pressed my cock deep into his ass, savoring the way he squeezed me. “Yeah, Joen, that’s it. Nice and tight.” I pulled out and took another long ride balls deep. He was squirming beneath me and I lifted my head to look at Aralynn. She’d slid her hand under her dress and I could see her knuckles pressing against the dress. “She’s touching herself,” I whispered in Joen’s ears. “Let’s give her something to climax to.”