I admit to getting tired of Vamps and Werewolves and such (although I’ll always love witch stories) but when I started Sanctuary by Delilah Devlin I knew I was in for a treat!
This story is fast paced, intrigueing, and erotic!! I was hooked right from the start.
Because Delilah is a fellow Allure Author I have permission to post some great treats from it for you. So read on…
SANCTUARY
In the post-Apocalyptic future, a woman rancher runs a last refuge for human survivors of a nuclear winter in West Texas.When the security of the sanctuary is breached, she must place her trust in one of the creatures freed by perpetual darkness…
Excerpt one:
Her first sight of him told her instinctively here was bigger trouble than she’d already faced. This wasn’t the stupid scum she’d squared off with. He was a hundred times more intimidating.
For one, he was a big man. Taller even then Sam, his wide shoulders and muscled thighs bespoke of years of physical training. In close quarters, he’d be impossible to beat. She squeezed the grip of her weapon harder, already thinking where she’d have to place the first shot to bring him down quick.
The closer he strode, the greater her unease. Not only did he have the size to make her heart leap to the back of her throat, he moved with a rangy grace that said he’d be fast on his feet. His face with its square jaw and sharp cheekbones completed the portrait of an unstoppable man once he’d set his eyes on a target.
Now, she just hoped that dark, hard gaze never rested on her.
While she drew deep breaths to calm her racing heart and the tremor of her hands, an uninvited thought crossed her mind. If she weren’t battling for her life in the middle of an Apocalypse, this would be the sort of man she’d want. Dangerous, brutal—sexy as hell.
But he was dressed in civilian clothes and riding in a military vehicle. Was he just the leader of a smarter band of criminals?
He stopped about twenty paces from the church doors and put his hands on his hips. “Kate McKinnon, are you in there?”
She jerked at the familiar deep tones of his voice. Her startled glance found Shep’s.
His eyes were narrowed in his lined face, and he shook his head. “You know him? Might be some kind a trick.”
“This is Ty Bennett.”
Kate closed her eyes and sank against the wall, feeling like her whole world was spinning out of control. How could this be?
“Kate, the cavalry’s here, sweetheart.”
For a steamy excerpt…
Excerpt 2 From Sanctuary by Delilah:
Ty curled his hands into fists as he followed her inside. Frustration rode his cock still crammed behind his zipper. He was grumpy and aching, and the woman was a hard ass. Christ, how he’d liked to have laid her on the floor of the gazebo and rode her until she hadn’t the strength to open her mouth again and argue.
Diego stood just inside the door, his face expressionless, but his eyes glinting with mirth. He sniffed discreetly as Kate passed and raised an eyebrow. “That was quick,” he said, soft enough for only Ty to hear.
Ty growled and stomped past. Diego’s soft laughter followed him down the corridor.
A hum sounded from the distance, and lights flickered into life throughout the hallway and the rooms lining either side.
A glimpse of a couch in an open doorway to his right clinched it. He grabbed Kate’s arm and swung her around, lifting her off her feet and into his arms. He carried her through the doorway and kicked the door shut on Diego’s laughter.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she said from between tight lips.
A good fight or a good fuck was the only thing that would satisfy him now. That Kate would give him both only sweetened the need pooling in his groin.
He set her on her feet, knocked her hat from her head, and tore the duster down her arms. Then he stripped her gun belt from her hips and reached for the T-shirt hugging her slender curves. He pulled it from where it was tucked inside her pants and roughly shoved it up. Her arms remained at her sides, her expression sour as a bulldog’s.
“We have a bargain,” he reminded her.
Later, he’d tell her later he hadn’t meant a word of his offer. He’d have helped her without the exchange of favors. Right now, he had to be inside her, fucking deep into her tight cunt, burying himself in warm, wet human woman.
She lifted her arms slowly, defiance riding the curve of her jaw. But her nipples told a different story. They sprang against the thin fabric of her bra, round hard knots he wouldn’t ignore for even a moment longer.
With her arms and head trapped in her t-shirt, he ducked down and clasped one little bud between his teeth and bit softly, surprising a gasp from her. Then he sucked it through the fabric, pulling hard until it ripened further. He pulled the edge of the cup beneath her nipple to expose it and groaned. The hard, pink bud beckoned him, hardening and scraping his tongue as he circled on it.
She wriggled against him, struggling to free herself, and he let her nipple go to drag her shirt over her head. He broke the clasp of her bra in his haste to free her breasts.
They were small and round and tilted upward, the nipples like budding flowers seeking sunlight. He backed her to the leather couch and lay her lengthwise on it, then bent to sip at one breast while he palmed the other, squeezing.
Her legs moved restlessly, sliding sinuously on the leather, pressing together and apart. The aroma of her arousal scented the air, making it impossible for him to ignore the tightness of his jeans one minute more.
He stood and removed his jacket and raised his own t-shirt over his head, then reached for the button at the top of his waistband.
Her gaze clung to where his hands worked. Her flushed face was tight, her lips swollen from his earlier kisses. He pulled down the zipper and reached inside his underwear to draw out his cock, sighing when cool air washed over it. Her gaze raked him. He couldn’t wait to finish stripping and simply shoved his pants low enough to free his balls.
She sat up and swung her legs off the sofa and leaned toward him, her face level with his cock. He held his breath while she slanted her head and ran her tongue from the base of his cock and up his shaft.
He raked her hair with his fingers and guided her toward the head.
Her tongue curved and licked the underside of the ridge surrounding the crown— teasing strokes that had him flexing his buttocks to push his cock between her lips.
She relented and opened wide, swallowing him whole.
He stroked inside her hot mouth, feeling the light scrape of her teeth and the soft suctioning of her lips as she drew him deeper.
He couldn’t remember it ever feeling this good. Endless nights of stroking his cock inside his palm, of tamping down the memory of a woman’s mouth sucking his cock to orgasm, had killed his expectations of ever knowing this kind of elation.
Wild, unfettered—hot as hell. But he didn’t want to come in her mouth. Not the first time. He wanted to empty his balls inside her soft body. He pulled away and helped her stand.
Her eyes were bright, her cheeks reddened, and she reached upward to kiss his mouth while he shoved her pants past her hips.
“Sorry. I’ll make it up to you later.” He turned her, pushed her down, and bent her over the couch. “Gotta be inside you, Kate. Can’t wait.”
“Please hurry,” she whispered.
He didn’t know if she was telling him to get it over with or she was just as excited. He was desperate enough not to care.
His fingers sought the moist opening between her legs and thrust inside.
Her inner muscles eased and clasped, urging him deeper. With her legs trapped in her blue jeans, she hiked her bottom higher—seeking a deeper penetration.
Ty slid his thumb lower and found the hard little knot at the bottom of her slick folds and rubbed it, pressing gradually harder as her breaths shortened, punctuated by thin, feminine moans.
Withdrawing his fingers, he positioned his cock at her entrance, watching the wet, swollen lips swallow the head as he pushed forward.
Kate’s lean, muscled ass quivered, and she pressed her forehead to the cushions as she groaned. “God, Ty, fuck me.”
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