Virtus Saga PR: The Game Book 2 – Laura Tolomei @LallaGatta

Power, sex and love…will they stand in the way of the prince Duncan Caldwell, his lover and his woman? The book that continues it all—the love, the passion, the fiery sex, the intricate relationship, but mostly the unique connection followed by the unknown violence—as Prince Duncan Caldwell and his lover, Christopher Templeton, adjust to the insufferably sexy and irresistible intruder, Ylianor Meyer.

REVIEW SNIPPETS

“Eroticism off the charts!” Romance at Heart

“If you’re looking for an action-packed, dangerous adventure with engaging characters who are complex, flawed, and at times lovable, a plot that thickens with suspense and angst with the turn of every page, and enough smoking hot sex scenes to keep your body in a state of arousal for days on end, then The Game by Laura Tolomei is definitely the book to read.” Blackraven’s Reviews rated it 4.5 Ravens (full review) Return to Reviews

“For the second novel, Laura Tolomei persuades the reader to look closely at the relationship between Duncan and Ylianor as it has a special significance and shows a meeting of both past and present. Christopher is the one in the middle in this volume, and does not like being there; after all he enjoys being centre stage doling out his quips, and jibes to anyone who will listen, though even he has to be watched, and as Duncan knows controlled as he can be loose cannon if left to his own devices. There is enough humor, interesting dialogue, and enjoyment to be had for the reader to want to see what happens next in the book.” Romance at Heart

“I truly enjoyed this story. This world is fascinating and the author really does an incredible job of making it so tangible. The characters are developed so thoroughly, I feel like I know them, and the eroticism is off the charts. I know that this story is not finished, so I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen next!” TRR rated it 4 Stars

“The continuing story of Prince Caldwell, his lover Chris Templeton, and the beautiful Ylianor Meyer of whom completes the trio are back again with their second Virtus Saga. And The Game is on. Incredible concept. Intriguing fantasy world. Ideas aplenty. This is a complex series of love and consequences and The Game was hot. There were lots of hints as the characters’ excitement for the Festival (the next and third book) builds. What a great way to keep readers hooked and on the edge of their seats; dish it out in instalments, like a (fantasy) soap opera. In order to get the best out of this series, to see the full impact of the plot upon the players, I suggest reading the complete series. They are not written to be stand alone stories and they do lead direct from one book into the next. So far. Luckily the third book, The Festival, is already out now! Read at your peril in the hopes that the powers of Virt don’t control you, too. Who knows what you’ll get up to?” AR

“The Game is on. Incredible concept. Intriguing fantasy world. Ideas aplenty. This is a complex series of love and consequences and The Game was hot. What a great way to keep readers hooked and on the edge of their seats.” Alternative Read AR Prlog.org

The book that explodes it all-the passionate lust, the leadership, but also the estrangement + the chaos. The second chapter of the saga is a burning hot piece of work.

BLURB

From now on, I’ll treat you like a slave, a mere thing men and women will use for their pleasure alone. And you are to service whatever player I choose for I want to see how far I can take you, how much you’ll yield to sex for the sake of sex. Because you’re just an object, something they’ll discard as soon as they come, your body useless once they get exactly what they want from it.

“Love gone wrong hurts so goddamn much, but it’s nothing compared to the pains of repressing its memory.”

TAGS

Erotic Romance with an Edge, Laura Tolomei, Author Laura Tolomei, LallaGatta, Lalla Gatta, literary, reading, writing, author, ebook, e-book, fiction, erotic, erotica, paranormal, dark fantasy, men-love, man-man, men-men, gay, LGBT, gay LGBT, romance, romantica, romantic, ménage, multiple partners, MM, MMF, horror, series, BDSM, Prince Duncan Caldwell, Lord Christopher Templeton, Ylianor Meyer, David Smith, Lady Cecilia Hurst, Lord Arthur Fairchild, Arthur, Chris, Duncan, Ylianor, David, Cecilia, Caldwell, Templeton, Prince, Princess, sleeping beauty, lover, Leader, Angel, masters, slave, sub, doms, dom, master, bondage, soulmate, soul-mate, soul mate, knife play, Virtus, Virts, Sendar, The Sex, The Game, The Festival, The Leader, The Pledge, The Heat, The Princess, The Lord, Not In The Game, Deleted Scenes, eXtasy Books, book trailer, Nephis Valley, three-sided pyramid, Virtus the Saga

BLURB REVISITED

When Prince Duncan Caldwell has to enter Cecilia Hurst’s Game of Masters and Slaves, he already knows he’ll have to play Master if he intends to retrieve the pyramid Cecilia stole from the sacred Nephis Valley. And his choice for a slave can only be Ylianor Meyer, however fiercely Lord Christopher Templeton resents her and her overpowering erotic intrusion in a trip that should’ve been his and Duncan’s alone. No, make that in a love that should’ve been his and Duncan’s alone!

Such is the new setting of the Virtus Saga, where nothing is what it seems. Not since soul-mates Prince Duncan Caldwell and Lord Christopher Templeton share a love that is unrivaled, until that fateful knock on Ylianor Meyer’s dilapidated shack changes everything forever.

This book doesn’t simply pick up right where Book 1 The Sex leaves off. This book explodes it all—the lust and the leadership, but also the estrangement and the chaos. Mostly the unique connection laced with a load of jealousy and violence that is unknown to their world. Because this isn’t just another erotic dark fantasy series. This is the making of a trio. The story of three remarkable characters that have to overcome their uncontrollable lust to face the truth about themselves and their planet, in order to defeat the darkness about to devour them. To be as one whilst three! That’s their real challenge. Because, if they can’t learn to share power and love in equal measures, how will they be able to ensure their world’s survival?

PG (long)

Like a man awakening from a bad dream, the blond demon shook his head as if to clear it, then locked gazes with her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to treat you like that or snap like I did.” He sighed. “Too much is happening too fast like at the Nephis Valley—”

“We were under a spell.” She offered sympathetically.

“Was it really? I’ve never wanted a woman as much as I’ve literally craved you, Ylianor. I prided myself on hating your gender, yet I was begging for your touch. I…” He turned his head away to stare at Duncan who had remained motionless, almost without breathing, she realized. “I cannot think it was only a spell because I wanted you with all my body, mind and energy. And it’s not an isolated incident.” Taking a deep breath, he swung his gaze back on her. “I thought I’d hate to be with a woman for so long, but I like you more than I care to admit even to myself and the worst is I keep thinking I might also miss you when our task’s over.”

Ylianor wanted to reach over and cradle his head, but remembering his painful energy lashes, did not dare. Yet, unexplainably he read her thought again, like he had just a moment before, and a slow, bright, dazzling, heartbreaking smile lit his beautiful face, leaving her breathless.

Grabbing the same hand she had almost used to pull him to her, the demon squeezed it fiercely. “Maybe I need to review some of my beliefs about women, maybe—”

“You need to consider people as human beings and not as genders or categories.” Duncan cut in, speaking for the first time. “Like I already told you, people aren’t just men or women. They’re individuals first and foremost. That’s why I don’t find it strange you should like Ylianor who is open minded enough to accept us as we are, even suffering through our loving and passionate sex.”

The demon shifted uncomfortably. “If I admit to this, I’d have to reconsider all my values. I mean, if I liked women where would that leave you, lover? Would I still love you?” Anguished, Chris could not even bear to look at the prince.

With an elegant slide, Duncan bypassed Ylianor’s sprawled frame to embrace Chris tightly and breathe in his ear. “I’d rather you asked yourself those questions, than love me because I’m a man.” A painful flicker crossed his eyes. “Did you choose me because I was in the right category?” The intense black gaze sought a truthful answer from the blue-grey eyes. “I’d give up this love in a second if this was the case.” The prince’s hand traveled lightly on the handsome features. “I dare hope I mean much more than just my sex, Angel, and that you chose me, not drifted my way because of my gender.”

The demon snuggled in Prince Caldwell’s embrace. “Well, you chose me that night at Arthur’s party—”

“Exactly.” Duncan nodded, tightening his embrace. “And I didn’t do it for sex, but because you’re the most important thing in my life, my lover, my brother, my friend, my ally and my mate. I love you because if I look back, I see how much we’ve grown together, but more importantly, if I peer ahead, I’m happy to see we’re not even halfway to wherever we’re going. And together, we can only get better, in awareness, knowledge, experience. You and I can reach heights other people dream about and we’re experimenting some of them right now. But growth comes only if we question our convictions every day, reassessing them as we gather new information. If we take for granted our prejudices, how can we be sure we still believe in them? And even if it takes a lot of guts to admit we were wrong, it’s necessary sometimes to move beyond what we thought was a given truth.” He kissed Chris’s forehead tenderly. “I could never love someone who stayed the same year after year. I get bored easily, remember?” Another kiss, this time on the inviting lips. “Keep growing and changing, Angel. Test your beliefs against who you’re becoming, then I will recognize the person I chose that night at Arthur’s place.”

PG (GAME 500)

Prince Duncan Caldwell’s gaze shifted to the alcove, not surprisingly empty.

Obviously following his gaze, Cecilia’s lips curved in an ironic smile. “Since when is a slave pressing business?”

“Since she’s mine.” And Duncan’s cold tone left no doubt he meant the possession in every sense. Then he turned and hurried to reclaim what belonged to him.

Contrary to customs, Duncan bent and picked up Ylianor in his arms, carrying her to his alcove. Just holding her naked body, made his cock spin with an uncontrollable craving despite its already hot night. And he knew he could not resist the witch’s magnetic pull, so halfway through, he took possession of her mouth in a passionate kiss. She surrendered immediately, opening her lips to swallow his demanding tongue and unleash the stream of images they had already shared. Well, maybe not all, so he flooded her with pictures of his sex with Chris, still the night’s most exciting experience. Touches, smells, movements, softness, hardness, penetrations, shoves, thrusts, asses and cuts enlarged, heated flesh rubbing together, wet kisses, tongues wrapping avidly on thick masters, everything whirled together in one feeling alone. And while sensations flowed in a spiral of seductive flashes, their bodies responded to the mind’s onslaught by tensing with each frame and vigorous tongue lash.

From now on, nothing private. We’re going to play here in the open, where I can see you with my own eyes, too, agreed, Princess?

You’re the master.

Damn right I am! And I won’t touch you again, even if it kills me. Setting her down on the table, he moved away as if to enforce the decision.

No matter how much you want me?

He grinned seductively. No, no matter how much you want me. He loved to contradict, especially feeling the ferocious throbbing in her cunt. But I’ll give you to the first that comes asking.

If I like him!

Not necessarily. His lips curled in a snarl. I just realized what the object of our game is and it’s to train your body to sex alone. He leaned forward, being very careful not to touch her. No pleasure, not unless I say so. From now on, your are to service whatever playr I choose because I’ll treat you like a slave has to be treated, a mere thing men and women will use for their pleasure alone, uncaring if you feel any. I want to see how far I can take you, how much you’ll yield to sex for the sake of sex and if your senses will react like I think they will. But mostly, I can’t wait to see them fuck you until you have to beg me to make them stop!

She threw back her head defiantly. This wasn’t our agreement. You—

“Excuse me, Prince.” Cloaked like a master, a tall dark man bowed. “I’m Koren and I want that slave.” He pointed at Ylianor. “I was also thinking of bringing my slave, too…” He looked at the prince hesitantly. “Unless you’d like to join me.”

“No, thanks, she’s all yours.”

But, my prince—

It’s Master to you.

And so he was.

PG M/M (482I

Grabbing the same hand she had almost used to pull him to her, the demon squeezed it fiercely. “Maybe I need to review some of my beliefs about women, maybe—”

The demon snuggled in Prince Caldwell’s embrace. “Well, you chose me that night at Arthur’s party—”

PG EXCERPT (676)

“All right, Princess, you want to talk about Chris?” Stopping his seductions, he moved away slightly.

Ylianor blushed brightly. “Only if you want to.” She was quick to justify, trying to pass it off as if it were his idea, quickly turning to avert her gaze from his hard stare.

“I’m not sure I want to. Chris is so private, I’ve never really talked about him to anyone.”

“Especially since he has eyes only for you.”

Catching her disappointed tone, Duncan raised an eyebrow. “He’s getting to you, isn’t he?”

“No, he—”

“Don’t lie, Princess.”

Frowning, Ylianor bit her lip. “Is it that obvious?”

“To me, it is. I wouldn’t know what to call it at this stage, but I’m willing to bet it’s something very deep.”

“Do you think he noticed?”

The sly question did not fool him for one moment. After having caught the shift in their attemps to establish a connection of their own, he had realized he had failed to consider the long term consequences of his apparently rash choice. That there was a growing interest on both sides, he could not avoid perceiving, their cautious maneuvers to explore their options unequivocal. What he had not expected though, was to be trapped in the middle of this new game, although he should have seen it coming. He was their go-between after all, the most knowledgeable party at hand, so nothing strange they should turn to him for advice and information. But he did not want to play by their rules. “No, I’m not going to make it easier for you to get to him.” He raised a hand to stop her objections. “Listen to me. I know you’re trying to find a way to him…” And he to you, he added without sharing the thought. “But whatever you need to know, you’ll have to ask him yourself. I can’t betray his confidence or yours for that matter were he to ask.”

“Did he ask?”

The stubborn green gaze made her look more adorable, not to mention more human, and the prince could not resist kissing her passionately before replying. “I won’t answer that. What I share with him is private, for our ears alone.”

“But you shared your sex scenes with me!” Her eyes blazed to remind him just how many times he had done it.

“Only the sex, never our conversations.” One look at her confirmed his assumption. “Sex is not exclusive or we wouldn’t do it with you, too. We may be a bit rougher if alone, but you know our ins and outs in bed. Feelings and emotions though, are a totally different matter, one I’m not going to share except with the interested person.”

With a delightful smirk, Ylianor cocked her head. “Does that mean he’s talked about me?”

“You’re incorrigible, Princess.” Duncan shook his head in amusement, then grinned widely. “And the answer is I don’t know.”

“You defend him, and have done so even when you didn’t know how destructive he could get, only because you love him beyond anything else.”

Duncan winced. “Can it be any other way?”

“Actually, it could. People have the phase all the time, but after it’s over, they don’t keep harboring the same feeling for their partner as before.”

Referring to the phase brought back memories of his beginning with Chris, adolescents in the grip of a fiery passion neither had any control over. Nothing strange though, for it was an age-old tradition and even if some skipped it, like Ylianor for instance, everyone knew and valued its formative experience, not to mention its far reaching bond. “Chris has always been beyond a mere phase. Yes, we had it together, but one thing I’ve always known for sure is I’d have loved him no matter what, his gender, his appearance, nothing counted except who he was. That’s how I choose my mates because they interest me as people first, not because they’re beautiful or brilliant in any way, which also explains why I’m not partial to servants, either.”

PG M/M (307)

Satisfied, Chris licked his lips and was about to increase his rhythmical slides when Duncan stopped him. “Oh, no you don’t, Angel. This was rushing through things, but I want some fun, too.”

Chris stopped and sent him a loving look. “What did you have in mind?”

“I say we take advantage of our slave.”

Chris pulled out. “How?”

“I want you to take her, a place of your choice.”

Chris grinned. “You know, there’s only one place I love.” Grabbing her, he headed for the bed, but stopped halfway there. “And you, lover?”

“Oh, I’ve had enough of women yesterday.” The prince reached him and leaned on his back. “I want a man for a change and you’re always my first choice.” The hot breath tickled Chris’s ear, sending shivers of pleasure everywhere. “So take her, but be quick about it because I want you now.”

“And I have the perfect position.” Chris beamed, taking the opposite direction and nearing the couch.

“Perfect.” Understanding his intention, Duncan went to him, taking Ylianor from his arms. “But I’ll let you have her when I say so.” With an elegant swing, he brought her down to her knees. “I’m in sore need of some attention—”

“Which our slave will gladly provide.” At these words, Chris pushed Ylianor’s head forward and held it in place until he deemed fit. Only then did he release her, letting her pull back with a loud gasp of air.

“You’re going to choke her.”

Chris shrugged. “Slaves are expendable.”

“They usually are, but if something happens to them, you’d have to find a replacement and it would spoil my fun right now.”

“In this place, we could find another one in no time at all.”

“This good?”

Something in the way Duncan said it made Chris stop cold.

F/F EROTIC

Sitting on the bed in her room, Rowena had been talking about another inconsequential detail when Cecilia had simply reached over and kissed her on the mouth, which seemed as easy as breathing, except she was holding her breath.

“I like it.” Rowena had licked her lips. “Let’s do it again.”

This time Cecilia went further, mouth pressing more passionately, tongue asking permission to enter and as Rowena opened wide, she plunged into another dimension.

Rowena naked—in her arms, flesh trembling—was a dream come true. With hungry mouth, Cecilia ran over the silky skin, its smell and taste intoxicating her every sense as she tried to swallow the full breasts or tease the hard nipples that peaked excitedly at her licks, sucks, laps, strokes, brushes, somehow triggering an odd throbbing between her legs, which soon turned into a wet pool.

Not knowing what was happening, Cecilia had strayed her hand there, receiving a jolt of pleasure at the mere touch, though nothing comparable to the exquisite sweetness Rowena hid between her legs. No, nothing had prepared Cecilia for the discovery and touching for the first time the moist softness sent a thrill down her spine straight into her own drenched center. So her fingers lingered, tracing the many layers, delicately unfolding each one as if they were petals of a precious flower, rubbing the skin when not gliding on the dripping juice honeying it, while Rowena thrashed and moaned her pleasure.

Curious beyond words, Cecilia had traveled the short distance from the breast to the attraction, down the flat stomach, lingering at the end to breathe deeply of the new smell, pungent and spicy at the same time. Rowena spread her legs wide, moving as if to make her slide into the opening and Cecilia had no trouble complying. The first dart of her inquisitive tongue brought a wave of intense desire that increased Cecilia’s poundin hunger and drove her crazy with fiery desire. Like a woman possessed, she buried her face into the wet cunt, pressing her nose to the moist slit and letting her tongue brush the whole surface.

By then, Rowena was dancing frantically, hips swaying in a steady rhythm Cecilia found more erotic than any of her games, so she continued on the exploration, slightly raising her aim, until she hit the throbbing knot of flesh on top of the pussy. Interested, her tongue covered it, taking it in her mouth with a hard suck that sent its bittersweet fluid down her throat.

EROTIC M/M/F (The Game 640)

From now on, nothing private. We’re going to play here in the open, where I can see you with my own eyes, too, agreed, Princess?

You’re the master.

Damn right I am! And I won’t touch you again, even if it kills me. Setting her down on the table, he moved away as if to enforce the decision.

No matter how much you want me?

He grinned seductively. No, no matter how much you want me. He loved to contradict, especially feeling the ferocious throbbing in her cunt. But I’ll give you to the first that comes asking.

If I like him!

Not necessarily. His lips curled in a snarl. I just realized what the object of our game is and it’s to train your body to sex alone. He leaned forward, being very careful not to touch her. No pleasure, not unless I say so. From now on, I’ll treat you like a slave has to be treated, a mere thing men and women will use for their pleasure alone. And you are to service whatever player I choose for I want to see how far I can take you, how much you’ll yield to sex for the sake of sex. But mostly, I can’t wait to see them fuck you until you have to beg me to make them stop!

She threw back her head defiantly. This wasn’t our agreement. You—

“Excuse me, Prince.” Cloaked like a master, a tall dark man bowed. “I’m Koren and I want that slave.” He pointed at Ylianor.

The ritual formula was not exactly as it should have been, but Duncan already knew he would not object, not after having looked over the man’s massive frame, which promised a huge cock. “Only if you do it here.”

Unable to avert his hungry gaze from Ylianor’s breasts, the man licked his lips. “I was also thinking of bringing my slave, too…” He looked at the prince hesitantly. “Unless you’d like to join me.”

“No, thanks, she’s all yours. About the slave, is it a man or a woman?”

“A man.”

“Then by all means call him.”

But, my prince—

It’s Master to you.

Blushing deeply, Ylianor did not protest further.

Koren returned and, after exchanging a glance with Prince Caldwell, nodded to his slave, a younger man, lighter in both skin and hair. “Make her ready,” was Koren’s blunt order. Then he reached Duncan. “These slaves can be difficult if not prepared properly and I hate to spoil my pleasure on the details.”

Curious to know of what details the man referred to, Prince Caldwell nodded in understanding and watched the slave run his hand on Ylianor’s body, forcefully penetrating her warm cavities, starting from the mouth, then the cunt. For the ass, he had an extra treatment as he flipped her over on her stomach and stuck three fingers inside the narrow hole. Ouch! She screamed in his head.

Relax, he ordered, feeling the fingers pushing into his ass as if they were a hungry cock. And her tight squeeze would increase any shaft’s pleasure, he mused, watching Koren’s erection growing by the second at the enticing sight.

The slave raised his gaze and indicated Ylianor’s mouth as if telling his master he could start from there because the ass needed further stimulations. Then to make the concept clearer, he shoved harder and Ylianor tensed more.

Koren moved forward. “All right, you keep working on her ass until it’s really welcoming, but first move her to the couch. I want to be comfortable.”

The slave complied immediately, then pushed Ylianor’s head on his master’s crotch. As Duncan had guessed, the man took out a huge cock, one that, were Chris to see it, he would never have let go—

You should let him have it, rather than me.

Shut up and suck.

EROTIC M/M/M/M (446)

“So you like to show off?” One of the two, the darker haired, grinned.

“Of course, Shydan, can’t you see he’s just a slut looking for some juicy cocks?”

“And that’s exactly what he’s going to get, enough to last the whole night through.” Shydan bent down to wrap his hand around Chris’s arm while the other man did the same on the other arm. “If not more.”

Together, they pulled him out of the water and brought him to one of the stone cots, which were the right height for their shafts to be at his mouth’s level. As there was no need to waste any more time, Chris’s palms wrapped around the incredibly big pieces of flesh jutting proudly in front of his face, admiring their well-developed shapes with the long stems holding the fat head like a regal crown, their thick consistency, their hunger. When their piercing smell hit his nostrils, he could not hold back his own avid growl as he plunged on them, mouth wide open to enfold first one, then the other in deep sucks that drew them down to his throat.

The bulging head lodged securely in his mouth, although it moved around in its effort to take a greater plunge, but Chris’s expert tongue knew how to keep it at bay while satisfying its every need. With long, luscious laps, he licked the sides, sliding down to the balls and wrapping seductively around the long stem, then returned to the tip to squeeze it forcefully in a tight embrace that sucked it deep before having to pass to the other demanding cock he had pampered up till then with his hand alone. Thus the tantalizing treatment began anew with his second greedy guest.

The lighter haired man had turned to Patrick. “Hey, you didn’t tell us he was this good.”

Shydan nodded. “Yeah, Brome, you’re right. I think he deserves a prize.” He swung his gaze to Troy who had remained closer to the pool. “Hey, slave, come lick his ass.”

Chris’s stomach knotted in anticipation at the mere thought and he threw back his ass to give Troy an easier time. The warm, wet, wide surface slid from his butt hole to his balls in one single sweep, brushing the scrotum forcefully, then returning up to plunge into the hole as Chris groaned, pushing up to suck the entire tongue inside and hold it prisoner. Troy played along, moving inside and out like he were fucking the ass in a rhythm, growing more frenzied with each thrust.

“You were right, Brome. He’s really a slut and the way he’s moving, he’s getting drenched from the slave’s treatment.”

EXCERPT M/M/M (332 double ass penetration)

Brome was furious. “Damn!” His cock had never stopped shoving into the tight hole. “But you’re crazy if you think I’ll stop only because you came.”

Shydan flared. “Hey, it’s my turn to have him.”

“No way, darling, not until I’m done with him.” Then they exchanged a naughty glance. “Why don’t we take him together, instead of fighting over him?”

“What?” Chris pulled away from the two cocks he had continued to suck in spite of the ass fucking and the climax.

“What a great idea.” Shydan grinned, completely disregarding Chris’s comment. “Which side do you want?”

“I’ll stay on top.”

Not really knowing whether he would like it, Chris tried to wriggle away, but Brome’s cock, stuck to the hilt, held him in position. Shydan, in the meantime, had climbed on the cot, lying down as Brome pulled out of Chris’s ass and handed him to his lover.

“Don’t worry.” Shydan’s mumble seemed more an apology than anything else, but it was too late to do anything. On his way down, the huge shaft found the hole and penetrated to the hilt faster than Chris realized. Then from behind, Brome’s cock nudged the same entrance, the one already taken by Shydan. And Chris could only sit tightly on Shydan’s taut stomach, heart beating furiously in anxious wait of the second entry.

Brome’s first shoves were not exactly pleasant. The new shaft had to create extra space and even if Chris knew there was more than enough available, his narrow hole was hardly prepared for the novelty.

But as the second cock pushed inside, a mere inch at a time, the sensation of a full ass suddenly seemed very different and much more pleasurable than it had ever been in all his years of using it to that end. So with the two moving together, the feeling only grew more intense, heating his whole body in a fire that might have gone out of control had they kept it up indefinitely.

EXCERPT M/M/M/M/M

Shydan slid out, too. “Now it’s my turn to have him.”

At this reminder, Brome turned to Troy. “Then I’ll take the slave.”

“And I want Patrick, too.” Shydan gestured at the blondish man who until then had kept busy in Troy’s ass. “We’ll take him together, what do you say?”

Patrick’s eyes gleamed. “You mean I’ll take him and then you’ll take me?”

“Exactly.”

Patrick licked his lips. “Sounds good to me.” Without further ado, he pushed a rigid erection into Chris’s now not so tight entrance, sliding effortlessly to the balls. “Wow, you boys made him nice and large.”

Shydan’s lips curled in a snarl. “Yeah. That’s what taking two cocks at a time can do to you.” He paused, probably to massage Patrick’s butt. “Now lean down. It’s your turn.”

And Chris felt Shydan’s shove, too, for Patrick dug deeper inside him. Soon after, the dark haired man set the rhythm for the three of them, each of his thrusts rebounding on Chris with Patrick’s added weight to drive the rigid thickness more deeply until he had the sensation Shydan was using Patrick only as a ramming device to fuck him or rather drill him nice and proper. Raising his gaze, Chris could also watch Brome pushing into Troy’s yielding ass, the long cock going inside, then out, while the butt pushed back in response to each swing forward. Their sensual dance matched the one Shydan was keeping in his ass, so everything melted together to a point where nothing made sense except the urgent need of release that flooded his palm and the cot underneath.

Erotic M/M/F (475)

Satisfied, Chris licked his lips and was about to increase his rhythmical slides in Ylianor’s yielding cavity when Duncan stopped him. “Oh, no you don’t, Angel. This was rushing through things, but I want some fun, too.”

Chris stopped and sent him a loving look. “What did you have in mind?”

“I say we take advantage of our slave.”

Chris pulled out of Ylianor’s mouth. “How?”

“I want you to fuck her, a place of your choice.”

Chris grinned. “You know, there’s only one place I love.” Grabbing her, he headed for the bed, but stopped halfway there. “And you, lover?”

“Oh, I’ve had enough of women yesterday.” The prince reached him and leaned on his back. “I want to fuck a man for a change and you’re always my first choice.” The hot breath tickled Chris’s ear, sending shivers of pleasure everywhere. “So take her, but be quick about it because I want you now.”

“And I have the perfect position.” Chris beamed, taking the opposite direction and nearing the couch.

“Which our slave will gladly provide.” At these words, Chris pushed Ylianor’s head on the half aroused cock and held it in place until he saw it was growing out of proportion. Only then did he release her, letting her pull back with a loud gasp of air.

“You’re going to choke her.”

Chris shrugged. “Slaves are expendable.”

Annoyed at the thought—or better yet, wanting to hurt her—he bent and picked her up. “I want her ass now.” Sitting on the couch, he handed Ylianor back to Prince Caldwell. “Bring her down, nice and slow. I want her to feel me.” And get her ass burned!

“I’m sure she won’t have any trouble feeling you.” Licking his fingers, Duncan found the narrow hole between her buttocks, then slid to the front, digging his way into both cavities. “And she can’t wait to have you either.” He grinned, looking up at Ylianor. “Right?”

“I—”

“Shut up and taste how wet you are.” He pushed his fingers inside her mouth and Chris saw her tongue licking off the sticky wetness. Then holding her armpits, the prince brought her down slowly on top of his rigid thickness, her back to his face.

The second Chris felt his cock hit the tight entrance, he strained to push up with his hips, but Duncan stopped him. “Didn’t you want it nice and slow?”

“Actually, I want you, lover, not her.”

“Hey, one at a time. First let me screw her properly on you, then I’ll be all yours.”

EROTIC M/M/F (260)

Rotating her hips slightly, Prince Caldwell brought her further down as Chris’s shaft penetrated inch by blissful inch, the friction increasing the further in he went. Ylianor moaned and Chris hoped it was in pain, although judging from how easily she sucked him in, the bitch loved it. So he pushed up despite Duncan’s orders, getting with a single thrust firmly inside her, rewarded by her muffled cry, which this time did not seem too pleasurable, soon soothed by the prince stroking her cunt.

Chris shifted, sliding his back down on the couch, so his ass thrust forward in Duncan’s direction. “Now fuck me, lover.” And to stress the request further, he pulled Ylianor back on his chest, so she was out of his way.

With a grin, the prince kneeled and aimed his rigid shaft at Chris’s throbbing hole. One push and he was inside, sucked by the avid flesh drawing it to the hilt. And it was pure bliss.

“Your ass worked overtime last night,” was Prince Caldwell’s comment at the ease with which he could move in the usually tight space.

“It certainly did, even having to take two cocks at the same time.”

“You’re really a slut sometimes.”

“That’s what they thought, too, but couldn’t get enough of it anyway.”

“No wonder! Who could ever resist your ass? It’s so fuckable.” With another groan, Duncan shoved hard and Chris lost it altogether.

EROTIC M/F

That night, loving Cecilia proved easier than he had expected, like slipping into a pair of old shoes. True, her body lacked Ylianor’s softness or her tantalizing curves, but the prince wanted only to forget the efforts of the past weeks with a pleasurable moment. And he had to admit she had grown in certain skills, her mouth more pliant as it closed around the tip of his erection and drew it in as far as she could go. Her tongue lapped him meticulously as if afraid to miss even a tiny spot, rubbing its wet surface on the hard stem that moved frantically to reach her throat.

But that was hardly his aim for he wanted to feel his cock plunge into oblivion and the only sure way was to use narrower passageways. And if her ass not as tempting as Chris’s or Ylianor’s, still Prince Caldwell was just as interested in the dark hole it hid at the end of the cleft. So wetting his finger to test it, he found it more than willing to accommodate him.

With steady thrusts, he gained his entry inch by inch until it fitted him whole. Cecilia moaned and swung back her butt, leaning on her elbows and spreading her knees slightly. Bending, Duncan brushed his fingers against her cunt, unsurprisingly drenched and eager for attention, so he satisfied it at first, taking possession of the soft folds, enlarged by the position, pushing his fingers into the sticky trap that closed greedily around them or stroking the throbbing knot of flesh right above it. And she would have continued forever, he knew, had he not decided his need was more pressing. Grabbing her hand, he placed it between her legs, thereby getting free to focus solely on his demanding cock.

EROTIC M/M

“Fuck me, lover. Just stick that huge cock of yours up my ass and take it all. Make me completely yours.”

“How can I resist such an open offer?” The prince reached to stroke his angel’s hard equipment, sliding the skin up and down. “Come on. Turn around and open your legs.”

Lying stomach down, Chris made an exciting picture Duncan found impossible to resist for the firm round butt with its elegant curves never lost its alluring shape no matter its position. And to think I just had him. But his twitching erection craved more of the same tight hole, regardless of how many times it had possessed it already.

Shifting his weight on his arms, he covered Chris completely and nudged the hard shaft between the buttocks. His lover adjusted slightly, then pushed up and the prince plunged into the oblivion of the ass squeeze as he slammed into the narrow space, which enlarged with every thrust, sucking him down to the hilt and tightening in a firm refusal to let go, not even when Duncan pulled up before shoving back again, the ass following his movement as if afraid it would lose its prized possession. Yet, it did not prevent either from accelerating the rhythm to a frenzy, the avid butt hole literally devouring the rigid shaft, holding it tightly in position, while the prince’s swings were making Chris’s cock slide on the bed with the same movement of a hand job.

And since the blond angel thrashed furiously, Duncan stepped up the tempo, going faster as friction between their skins became more pleasant and unbearable, heat rising so fast the prince lost track of everything except the tight ass holding him prisoner.

EROTIC M/F/M (The Game on eXtasy site 976)

From now on, nothing private. We’re going to play here in the open, where I can see you with my own eyes, too, agreed, Princess?

You’re the master.

Damn right I am! And I won’t touch you again, even if it kills me. Setting her down on the table, he moved away as if to enforce the decision.

No matter how much you want me?

He grinned seductively. No, no matter how much you want me. He loved to contradict, especially feeling the ferocious throbbing in her cunt. But I’ll give you to the first that comes asking.

If I like him!

Not necessarily. His lips curled in a snarl. I just realized what the object of our game is and it’s to train your body to sex alone. He leaned forward, being very careful not to touch her. No pleasure, not unless I say so. From now on, I’ll treat you like a slave has to be treated, a mere thing men and women will use for their pleasure alone. And you are to service whatever player I choose for I want to see how far I can take you, how much you’ll yield to sex for the sake of sex. But mostly, I can’t wait to see them fuck you until you have to beg me to make them stop!

She threw back her head defiantly. This wasn’t our agreement. You—

“Excuse me, Prince.” Cloaked like a master, a tall dark man bowed. “I’m Koren and I want that slave.” He pointed at Ylianor.

“No, thanks, she’s all yours. About the slave, is it a man or a woman?”

“A man.”

“Then by all means call him.”

But, my prince—

It’s Master to you.

Blushing deeply, Ylianor did not protest further.

Koren moved forward. “All right, you keep working on her ass until it’s really welcoming, but first move her to the couch. I want to be comfortable.”

You should let him have it, rather than me.

Shut up and suck. But her ironic tone only evidenced her difficulty with the situation, particularly the near impossibility to hold just the bulging head in her mouth. Completely uncaring, Koren played a hard game, gagging her at every turn, using his slave to hold her head in position while he shoved at a frenzied rhythm.

Wanting to help her despite his resolve, the prince flooded her with a soothing sensation, along with the wave of his own growing excitement. This is the lesson. Just think of your body as an object to give pleasure to others. He glanced at her side. And relax your ass because his slave’s coming after it.

Her buttocks gleamed in the half-darkness and Duncan could not help admiring their firm roundness once more, although the slave did not seem touched. Aroused by his master’s game, his rigid member brushed the round butt, already sliding down the cleft to the tantalizing hole in its middle.

Koren breathed deeply at the sight. “Open her fucking ass wide. I want it nice and large.”

The slave nodded in assurance, penetrating with a forceful thrust all the way to the hilt, not bothering to give Ylianor time to adjust.

Having felt the hard push that had enlarged the narrow space to inches in just a few moments, Duncan could not avoid intervening and since she had been good—not crying out, but trying to relax as he had suggested—she deserved a prize.

Once inside, the young man began a frantic pumping that raised his master’s interest in a flash. “Hey, don’t spoil it by coming.” Koren’s warning sounded more like a growl as he turned to acknowledge Duncan’s approach. “Ah, Prince, your slave’s extremely well trained with her mouth.”

“And with her ass, too. I’ve had it broken in by more than you can count.”

“Really?” Grabbing Ylianor’s long hair, he stopped her head bob. “Then I’ll have to try it immediately.” Getting up, he neared the slave. “That’s enough. Now go suck the prince. He needs your attentions, too.”

Synopsis long complete

To retrieve the pyramid, Chris, Duncan and Ylianor have to participate to Cecilia Hurst’s Game of Masters and Slaves. Predictable who is the Master, who the Slave, with Chris playing as Guest in an erotic non-stop of domination and surrender. Predictable also Chris’s jealousy at leaving Duncan and Ylianor alone. With their gift of sharing thoughts and feelings, the Game takes on a completely different meaning and brings them closer than ever. And playing solo with as many men as he could get his hands on didn’t help either. All the participants can do is talk about the prince and his slave, of how differently he treats her from every other master and about his kiss in front of everyone, a passionate thing no master ever shared with his slave. A clearing up is in order, with Chris realizing that Duncan is falling in love with Ylianor, though he doesn’t know it yet.

Afterward, the three of them confront Cecilia who confesses to having stolen the pyramid with David’s help. The two of them are having an affair, which Prince Caldwell knew nothing about, just as he didn’t know of David’s Virt of moving objects at a distance. At last, he gets to see the three-sided pyramid, immediately intrigued by its transparent glass walls that conceal a ticking sphere made up of several plaques. It’s something only people with Virt can see. For the others it looks like a normal pyramid with a solid blue colored structure as if made of stone. Counting on David’s power, Prince Caldwell orders him to halt the plaque’s movement, and chaos breaks out. Virtus kidnaps Ylianor and shows her scenes of violent outbreaks occurring to people she knows and those she doesn’t. The whole world is prey to violence, havoc breaking loose everywhere. In panic, she tells Duncan to send Chris to heal the world and erase people’s memories of what happened. If Chris manages to stop Virtus almost at the cost of his own life, he can’t prevent Arthur Fairchild’s death, which Ylianor is called to witness, or Duncan from becoming the new leader, which only complicates matter. For one thing, a searing pain on Duncan’s left shoulders seals his new fate. As for the blond angel, luckily Ylianor finds a way to reach a dying Chris and save his life. With his mind more at ease, Prince Caldwell knows he can’t stay at Blue Oasis. He has to save the rest of the people.

While Chris is forced to remain at Blue Oasis to recover his strength, looked after by Ylianor, the new leader sets off with David for the Hall where he has to deal with the chaos Virtus left behind. As one of the youngest leasers, he immediately proves his organizational skills and his rational approach that make his people and land recover from the shock. Once things are looking better, he proclaims three days of Festival, a feast of the senses that will be held everywhere.

To celebrate his, Duncan returns to Black Rose where he meets up with Chris first. Their reunion is hot and passionate. After sex, the prince learns things aren’t right with Ylianor–she’s been having strange dreams that are disrupting her sleep. The cause is probably the three-sided pyramid, which Ylianor has brought with her to Black Rose. The news only builds on his frustrations about her. While being apart, he has come to think of her as more of an intrusion inside his head than a welcomed presence, so has kept their connection closed. This doesn’t change his decision to uphold his father’s will and adopt her into the Caldwell family. But when he tells her, she doesn’t want it anymore and in a furious rage, she storms out in a rage, planning to leave Black Rose and the two lovers all together.

Synopsis short

After discovering where the missing pyramid has been hidden, Prince Duncan Caldwell goes to retrieve it, together with his lover, Christopher Templeton, and the woman whom they seem to have no choice but to bring along, Ylianor Meyer. But once they get to the hiding place, they’ll have to play an erotic game of masters and slaves before they can ever complete their mission. And once they do get their hands on the pyramid…well, they’ll wish they never had.

Newsletter caption: On his mission to retrieve the missing pyramid, Prince Duncan Caldwell, together with his love and the woman whom they seem to be stuck with, he’ll have to play an erotic game of masters and slaves. But will thy stand the erotic hea enough to accomplish their task?

Reviews

AR Alternative Read

http://tjbook-list.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-game-virtus-saga-book-2-laura.html

Blackraven’s Reviews

http://www.blackravensreviews.com/?p=13027

CTR – 3 cups

http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookReviews/thegamebook2bylauratolomei.html

Prlog.org

http://www.prlog.org/11086243-alternative-readcom-review-of-the-game-virtus-saga-by-laura-tolomei.html