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American Satyrs Volume One

Of Crimson and Collars

Book one in the American Satyrs Series

A prince without a kingdom, and a princess without a master. A Satyr's passion knows no bounds.

As a princess of the Satyr confederation, Minerva has been coddled, spoiled and revered, as well as taught and trained just how to serve her Satyr. Beautiful, sexy and a prize in herself, she's anxious to meet the man that will become her lover, master, and reason for living.

Esben Chambers, a half demon, half something else orphan lives on earth with few cares or ties. His family partially unknown, he's embraced his Strigo, or time demon, heritage, though some of his powers are well out of the scope of the lords of time.

When an Imp shows up at his estate and claims he's the only living Satyr prince to clan Tempest, Ben realises there might be something to figuring out just who his father's people were, and agrees to go to New York for a Convergence Summit. He's counting on figuring out why he was left alone in the world.

What he doesn't count on is the enchanting woman he sees in a floor show, the woman that makes his blood burn to possess her.

Reader Advisory: This book contains bloodletting, polyamourous scenes, brief f/f interaction, very mild D/s and Satyrs with a very unique look at relationships. If you enjoy your heroes giving with a heart of gold, Ben and the world of Satyr might not be for you.

To Collar and Keep

Book two in the American Satyrs Series A surrender to the unknown has never been sexier.

Olanis, the summer holiday is upon the Satyr clans once more and it is the time for Harlequin, prince of the Rummer clan, to claim his first and only female, the Grecian Satyr princess Arabella, sight unseen.

Unsure of what kind of woman his clan had brokered for him, he is both interested in the woman that would wear his collar, and nervous that she won't meet his standards. His female has to rival him in all things, and his hopes of that coming true are slim and none.

Arabella craves two things, finishing her education, and being claimed by her Satyr. An anomaly in the Satyr world, Arabella was afforded opportunities other princesses weren't. Now, in a foreign land she is given over to the Prince she was promised to, and she couldn't be more nervous. What's a girl to do when you're being gifted to a man you have never seen?

Harley is a commodity to the Rummer clan, one that his father plans to exploit regardless of his son's wishes. When he gives Harley an ultimatum, Harley and Bella have two choices-agree to the terms or rebel.

When sparks fly and new alliances are forged in the Satyr ranks, both Harley and Bella have to decide what it is they want and what kind of future they wish to have. Only together will they succeed, if they can suffer the slings and arrows.

Reader Advisory: This book contains a Satyr prince with unconventional ideas about his princess, a princess with a mind to rival Hawkings, a feral Satyr with a hidden agenda, F/F scenes, polyamory and lots of hot sex.

Book Details

Genre	Paranormal/ Ménage à Trois
Book Length	Print
Erotic Rating	Total-e-burning
Cover art by	April Martinez
ISBN#	978-0-85715-405-7

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Excerpt From: Of Crimson and Collars

Ben awoke to soft lips kissing their way down his chest, and he opened his eyes, growling.

Katie smiled and moved lower, licking him. ï¿½Umï¿½good youï¿½re awake,ï¿½ she whispered and kissed the tip of his now turgid cock.

ï¿½So it would seem,ï¿½ he rasped groggily, narrowing his eyes at her. ï¿½Why arenï¿½t you in your box?ï¿½

She pouted. ï¿½You didnï¿½t tell me to leave last night, lover. I thought I would surprise you,ï¿½ she said as she licked a slow line up his shaft. ï¿½You like when I use my mouth on you, so I am.ï¿½

ï¿½So you are, pet.ï¿½ He smirked down at her, all traces of sleep fading fast. He stroked over her soft hair. Kate was a perky little blonde thing, but she would need to learn her place soon. Human pets often did. The only thing Ben hated more than pawing was being woken up. It was his own fault for not putting her back in her box, which was more of a small room, when heï¿½d finished playing with her the night before. It wasnï¿½t a mistake heï¿½d make again or one that heï¿½d readily admit to making. Sheï¿½d have to be punished for this, a task that, with her hot mouth working him so sweetly, he was more than ready to take on.

She smiled again and slipped down his shaft completely then came back up slowly, sucking sweetly but firmly on him. She pulled off his cock with a pop and licked her lips. ï¿½Does this please you, my darling?ï¿½

ï¿½Less talking, more sucking,ï¿½ he growled, pushing her mouth back down his turgid cock.

She set to work, moaning and humming as she palmed his sac. She was enjoying herself, luxuriating in the feel of him in her mouth.

ï¿½This is about me, not you,ï¿½ he instructed, pinching her nose with one hand. The other drove her head further down his shaft. ï¿½I told you there were rules,ï¿½ he drawled lazily. He pumped himself deep into the back of her throat, enjoying the suction every airless gasp for breath that she made. ï¿½Countless ones. You dare wake me then make it up to me by giving lazy head?ï¿½ He shook his head, disgusted, ripping her off him and pushing her further back on the bed. ï¿½On your knees.ï¿½

She shivered and nodded, doing as he asked, and licked her lips. On all fours, she knew better then to make him give her more direction. She lowered her shoulders to the bed and put her ass higher in the air and let her legs part ever so slightly. Her pussy glistened with her ever-growing juices, waiting for him.

ï¿½I donï¿½t make you stay here, you know,ï¿½ he told her, moving up behind her and stroking over her soft fleshy ass. ï¿½You can leave any time you want.ï¿½ He waited to hear her response.

ï¿½Iï¿½I donï¿½t want to. I need youï¿½ï¿½ she moaned and wiggled her rump at his attentions. ï¿½Youï¿½youï¿½re everything.ï¿½

ï¿½Of course, I am, but there are rules to follow if you want to stay with me. Iï¿½ve already explained them to you, and I hate repeating myself.ï¿½ He knew she wouldnï¿½t leave, she couldnï¿½t, and they never did. One taste of him, and women couldnï¿½t refuse him, some trick of genetics nobody quite understood.

His mother had been a Strigo, a royal, time demon. Ben had inherited all her time abilities. As for his father, well, that was another story. Since his mother had abandoned him on the court steps, no one was really sure what he was. Neither mother nor father was around to answer any questions that he might have had, and Ben did have them, a lot of them.

ï¿½Forgive me. Iï¿½m sorry, my darling. Pleaseï¿½please, donï¿½t send me away. I will fade without you.ï¿½

ï¿½Iï¿½m not going to do that just yet,ï¿½ he warned, not dismissing the idea right away. New pets were always a chore. ï¿½But youï¿½ll have to prove to me that you want to be in my bed, pet. Tell me, what do you think would be a fitting punishment?ï¿½

ï¿½Anything you wish to bestow on me, my darling. Anything,ï¿½ she panted and shuddered. ï¿½Only, donï¿½t turn me away.ï¿½

ï¿½Iï¿½m not your darling, Iï¿½m your Master, and I want you to come up with a fitting punishment, or Iï¿½ll leave you on your own for two weeks to think one up.ï¿½

She whimpered and shook her head. ï¿½Pleaseï¿½ï¿½ She frowned. ï¿½Deny me release? Or the use of those stunning tricks you pull with me,ï¿½ she offered and bit her bottom lip, looking over her shoulder at him with pain-filled eyes.

ï¿½Very well,ï¿½ he nodded, pleased with her answer. ï¿½Donï¿½t you dare come, or I promise you, youï¿½ll be out.ï¿½ He moved up behind her, slapping her ass hard and leaving a red imprint.

She gasped and nodded, closing her eyes, but before she did, he spied a small look of relief in them. ï¿½Anything, Master. I shall endeavour to obey you in all things. Your pleasure is my own.ï¿½

ï¿½A much better attitude.ï¿½ He smiled proudly, stepping up behind her. ï¿½Now, be a good girl, and donï¿½t disappoint me.ï¿½ He took his cock, guiding it into her slick heat.

She shivered as she always did as he entered her and gasped as he reached the hilt of his body and hers. She moved slowly, knowing how he liked to play, rolling her hips to give him room to manoeuvre.

Excerpt From: To Collar and Keep

Harlequin Donahueï¿½s desk was strewn with textbooks, legal pads and highlighters, and he sneered at it. His father, Boris Donahue, clan leader of the Rummer Satyr house, barked into the phone as he kept it away from his ear. He might be a Satyr, but his hearing was as precious to him as any normal person.

ï¿½Harlequin, you will be at the Olanis gathering early. The Grecian contingent is coming three days before and you must be present, no exceptions.ï¿½

He winced at the mention of his full name, rolled his eyes and sighed. While it wasnï¿½t a problem for him to meet his future female, he did have other responsibilities he had to tend to. As a Rummer prince, he was charged with becoming a leading force in the scientific community, as all the rest of the clan elders before him. His area of expertise was physics, and while still young compared to most getting their doctorate, Harley was driven by the need to be the best and most powerful Satyr of the Rummer clan. That meant taking over the scientific department of Rummer International, his clanï¿½s defence and aerospace firm, something he was more than prepared to do. Granted he got his degree. The fact that the Olanis celebrations were less than two weeks away and his finals were this week, the stress was unbelievable. Throw on top of that, meeting his intended, and he was stressed, pent up and pissed off. Who had time to fuck when they were trying to create the perfect future?

ï¿½Father, there isnï¿½t a shot in hell of me not making the celebrations, let alone getting there late. But I do have a few things I need to close out before I get there, and I do have finals.ï¿½

ï¿½Youï¿½re a Satyr!ï¿½ his father bellowed. ï¿½Do what you do best, fuck the grades outta them and get your ass there.ï¿½

ï¿½Would that it were possible, but even I have standards, and Iï¿½m not getting bound to any one of those buzzards, not to mention two of my professors are guys.ï¿½ At his words Karina, his flavour of the year, sauntered in nude and came to kneel at his feet, smiling up at him.

She was beautiful, and very comely, but she wasnï¿½t special enough to truly be a Satyr princeï¿½s property. Lower Satyr maybe. Sure, she was tall with russet coloured hair, big hazel eyes, a perfect body and breasts, a mouth and lips made for sucking cock, not a mark on her latte coloured skin and a mind to rival half of the worldï¿½s Nobel Prize winners, but she wasnï¿½t Beloved material for a prince such as he. No, Harley, like those before him, would have a Beloved, and wouldnï¿½t settle for less than royalty. Which was probably why he agreed to the match with Arabella.

There was a possibility that he would bring Karina with him to the gathering, and pass her off to the congregation the first night of the celebrations. She would enjoy it, she was fully integrated as a pet, and he had cultivated her over the year just as an experiment. It wasnï¿½t that he needed to, but the fact that he could was his driving force.

It wouldnï¿½t be the first time a prince brought a living present for someone to master. He petted her hair and nodded, needing the distraction, and she quickly opened his pants and set to work sucking sweetly on his cock. She was good, and this was the limit on what he was allowing himself. He had no time to engage in his normal menu of carnal desires, so this would have to do. It was a damn good thing she sucked cock like a pro. He sighed and affected his bored expression, careful not to give her any form of praise, and turned his attention back to his father, who was still raving about his prior commitments.

ï¿½Harlequin, I donï¿½t care what you have to do, get your ass to New York in five daysï¿½ time!ï¿½

ï¿½Can do, Father. Where are we meeting?ï¿½

His father sighed. ï¿½Olanis this year is not at Belvedere Castle. After the summit and the issues that came up once Esben and Minerva left, Milton decided we would use Site B, so you will escort the contingent to New Paltz, New York, to Mohonk Mountain House. Arturo and his people will be meeting you at the Waldorf Astoria on Saturday afternoon, and you will be gracious and accommodating. Everything has been set up by way of transportation, just get them from the city to the hotel upstate so you can claim your place.ï¿½

Harley was rather aware of the bullshit that had transpired months before during the convergence summit with Esben and his Beloved, Minerva. He had heard Esben rail and complain about his now father-in-lawï¿½s arrogance for quite a while.

Milton was a jerk, and Esben had been plotting against the old codger ever since he and Minerva had left the summit early. Esben really hated Milton, mostly for his assumptions and arrogance, which was amusing considering Esbenï¿½s own monster ego. No doubt word had gotten out to the European Satyrs, and they smelled dissention within the American clans, especially with the Olanis celebrations pushed to the spring months, and Harley knew his father did not want the alliance he and Arturo had been cultivating for the better part of twenty-five years compromised by Miltonï¿½s nefarious plans.

ï¿½Understood. Now if you donï¿½t mind, I have something here that requires my attention.ï¿½

ï¿½Better be someone and not something, Harlequin,ï¿½ Boris growled with frustration. He always thought Harley spent more time between the pages of a book than between the legs of a willing woman.

His father hung up, and Harley closed his eyes enjoying the soft suction from his pet servicing him. Yes, he thought. Her talents shouldnï¿½t go to waste. She will have to come with me.

This was going to be tight. If he timed it just right, he would be able to finish his last exam and get him and Karina on the family jet before Friday. He was going to make it by the skin of his teeth, but nothing worth it was easy.