Monday, September 21, 2009

Sundown Investigations Collection by Cat Marsters

Sundown Investigations (Collection)
by Cat Marsters

cover art by Sahara Kelly
ISBN: 978-1-60521-172-5
Genre(s): Paranormal, Dark Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Collections
Theme(s): Interracial, Ménage, Bisexual and More, Vampires, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Sundown, Inc.
Length: Collection


You've never seen this side of New York City before...

Faeries and vampires have been at war for centuries, but in Manhattan an East Side Story plays out as renegade vampire Maria and Unseelie seer Ruarc clash in a blaze of passion.

Fifteen years ago in Australia, a young shapeshifter named Daisy lost her heart to an Alpha werewolf. Now Adam is back in her life and uncovering all her secrets, but can she ever accept his love again?

Lucky always thought she had a normal life -- well, as normal as can be in the fashion industry. But when an incubus and his evil twin start haunting her dreams in the hottest way, she begins to wonder what's hidden in her own past.

Kat thought her dancing career was over when she was bitten by a wild cat on safari in Africa. But every full moon her shape changes, and a terrifying shifter is on her trail. She takes solace in the arms of the gorgeous Wolfe, but now that the mating fever is on her, will he be enough to satisfy her, or will she need to take more than one shifter to her bed?

Sundown Investigations, where we take personal care of all your needs.

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For the second time in as many weeks, the water glass on Ruarc's desk shattered.
"Chloe," he yelled.
A whimper was his reply. Ruarc stood up, sighing, and left his office for Chloe's. When he opened the door, it was to see her sprawled across the desk, totally naked, luscious thighs spread for the man driving his thick cock into her.
"You know," Ruarc said, leaning in the doorway, "a less tolerant boss might complain about you two having sex on company time."
"That's... because..." Chloe panted in reply, "he wouldn't... be invited... to join in."
"This is true," Ruarc said. "However he also wouldn't, and this is crucial, be unable to keep a water glass on his desk for fear of it breaking whenever his colleagues felt like doing the naughty."
"Sorry," Chloe gasped.
Ruarc rolled his eyes. He'd already had the windows in the whole office replaced with some techno substance that wouldn't shatter so easily. He'd told the workmen it was because they were going to be recording loud music there. Not because they had a siren on staff.
"Do you want to?" Alexius said, in between thrusts.
"Want to...?"
"Join in?"
His cock stirred. "I have work to do."
Chloe sat up, rubbing her pert breasts against Alexius's chest and pouting at Ruarc. "For fifteen minutes? You look so tense." She beckoned him closer. "It's good for what ails you."
Ruarc glanced out at the main office. They still didn't have a secretary, so if anyone came by there'd be no one to greet them... which was pretty unprofessional. But...
"We'll both lick you," Chloe said, and Ruarc was unfastening his fly before he'd even thought about it.
Chloe wriggled to her feet, Alexius's cock popping out of her, and went to her knees by the leather chair facing the desk as Ruarc took a seat there.
"You don't mind?" Ruarc said, glancing at Alexius as Chloe rubbed her breasts over his thigh.
"I'm Greek," he said, as if that explained it. Which Ruarc supposed it might: Alexius's father was an Olympian god, and in his day it had actually been fashionable to take a male lover.
Chloe's tongue danced over Ruarc's cock, which leapt to attention. He closed his eyes and eased his legs further apart as Alexius knelt down and joined in the fun. Theoretically, Chloe and Alexius were a committed couple, but they were also highly sexual beings who often relished a third party.
Since Ruarc had been instrumental in the forming of their relationship, he was often invited to be that third party. He rarely refused. Hell, it wasn't as if he had the time to go out finding his own thrills.
Alexius's tongue found Ruarc's balls, and he sighed. Although, maybe he ought to try. They were both excellent lovers, but...
...he so often felt like a third wheel.
Right then Chloe took him fully in her mouth, which she could open unfeasibly wide, and he let out a gasp. Having one mouth on him was stimulating enough, but two was incredible. While Chloe sucked him deep, Alexius ran his tongue in circles around Ruarc's balls, making him see stars. His hands clutched the arms of the chair. His toes curled. "Sweet merciful --"
Ruarc of the Unseelie! To me, now!
His eyes flew open at the voice inside his head. The coldest, most commanding voice he’d ever heard.
The Queen's voice.
Chloe's fingers massaged the base of his cock and it took him a second to formulate his reply.
On my way, my lady.
Chloe looked up at him, her lips still framing his penis. She'd heard the mind-spoken words. A frown creased her perfect brow. Who are you --?
"I have to go." Ruarc pushed her away from him, nudged Alexius with his knee. They both looked up at him with frowns and wet lips. Hell, he wanted to stay here and get his cock sucked! "The Queen wants me."
"We want you," Chloe teased.
Ruarc groaned. "Don't. I really have to go." Not for the first time, he wished he had a telekinetic talent. He knew plenty of fae who could dress -- or undress -- themselves with a thought. He had to shove himself back into his clothes, willing his hard-on to go down. It didn"t take much effort. The thought of visiting the Court always put a damper on things.
He straightened his tie, wondering belatedly why he bothered. It wasn't as if the Queen would care, or even notice.
"Have fun," Chloe said, already back in Alexius's arms.
"Good luck," Alexius offered, more sensibly.

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