I'm revisiting one of my favorite stories this week for Sensual Saturday.
Cain's Salvation is the first in the Genophyte series with Siren Bookstrand. The second book, Adam's Redemption, is in the works and I hope to have it done in the next couple of months.
The Blurb:
[Siren Classic: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Romance, HEA] Cain was designed
in a lab to be used as a super warrior called a Genophyte. Genophytes
are programmed with military training, psychic powers, and diminished
emotions. After buying out his contract with the company that built him,
he uses the talents, including his empathic abilities, to run his own
security firm. He was built without emotions, but that all changes when a
dream shows him a female, Samantha, who needs his help. A glitch in his
programming makes him susceptible to a primitive possessiveness when he
meets the one female that can deal with his issues. From the moment he
first sees her, he desperately wants her. His firm receives a call from
her father. Sam was kidnapped and held for ransom. Cain and his
employees are hired to fix the botched attempt to get her back. Their
happiness rides on Cain’s ability to find her in time.
Here is a sexy snippet from Cain's Salvation to warm your hearts and other body parts! :o)
Cain walked to the edge of the bed,
intent on burying himself in the warmth he instinctively knew was waiting for
him. He watched Samantha stroke a hand down her own belly, drawing goose bumps
from her skin. She slowly reached down her body and parted her pussy lips with
her fingers. With slow, languid circles she rubbed her clit. She dipped a
finger into her opening, and threw her head back with a sigh. Her other hand
massaged a breast. She moaned as she rolled and tugged at the nipple. She
opened her eyes and looked right into his soul.
“Please, Cain, I need to feel you inside
me. Don’t make me wait,” she breathed out, just above a whisper. Her gray eyes
shined with passion.
“No worries, love. I’ll be buried so deep
inside you in a few minutes you won’t know where you end and I begin.” He
climbed onto the bed, stalking her on all fours. He felt predatory, feral with
need. He could smell her arousal perfuming the air and it was driving him
crazy. He bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips, stroking them with his
tongue until she opened for him. He stroked his tongue into her mouth, caressed
hers and dragged a soft sigh from her lips. He moved his mouth over her chin
and down her neck, breathing her scent in. She smelled of warm woman and almond
soap. When she leaned her head back to give him access to her throat, he licked
down the column of her neck and nuzzled her shoulder. He bit her lightly,
moving his tongue over the skin clamped between his teeth. The moan that
escaped her throat made his cock throb.
He kissed the place he had bitten and
leaned back to watch her face. Her eyes were closed and a slight smile tilted
the corners of her mouth. He fought the urge to lean down and capture her lips
once more. He wanted to be buried balls deep into her body, to feel the heat
and tightness of her pussy milking his cock. “Now, roll over and show me that
lovely ass of yours.”
Samantha opened her eyes and grinned. She
slowly rolled over, keeping eye contact with him. She got on hands and knees, spreading her legs.
She leaned down and placed her head on the bed, moaning as he rubbed a hand
over her lower spine and ass. She leaned back into his hand and wiggled
slightly, giggling when he gave her a light smack. The giggles dissolved into a
moan of pleasure when he moved his hand down and under her mound, pressing
firmly against her folds. He nearly came when he felt the wet heat against his
palm. Her skin was so soft and slick with her passion.
Cain moved between Samantha’s knees. He
could feel the heat radiating off her body, pulsing against him. Her skin was
smooth and soft under his calloused hand. He slowly ran his hands up her outer
thighs, and grasped her hips. He kneaded her flesh, grinning at the whimper
that escaped her lips. He pulled her back against his cock, nestling himself in
her slick folds. Pumping his hips, he enjoyed the slick glide of his cock through
her juices. “Oh, God, you’re so wet for me. What do you want, Samantha? What do
you want me to do to you?”
She moaned and shoved back against his
groin, wiggling her pussy against his cock. “Fuck me, Cain. Make me come with
you inside me.”
Her plea pushed him closer to the
building release. That vulgar request from her beautiful lips was too much. He
leaned back and ran a finger down her ass, lightly circling her anus and moving
lower until he could plunge his finger into her wet opening. The whimper that
escaped her was animalistic. He couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed her hips
and positioned the crown of his shaft at her opening. With a slick slide, he
entered her to the hilt. They both groaned as he filled her. With her channel
tightly wrapped around his shaft, shivers raced down his spine. He could feel
slight tremors massaging his dick as he slid out of her warmth and rammed
himself back in.
Cain wrapped his arm around her waist and
slid two fingers into her folds, finding her swollen clit. He rubbed the nub
with fast, tight circles, driving her toward her climax as he pounded into her pussy.
He could feel her clit hardening, and her muscles tightened as she got closer.
She mewed softly as she pushed back against his hand.
“Come for me. I want to feel you come
around my cock,” he growled as he thrust into her. He smiled as she keened and
her muscles clamped down on his cock. She came fast and strong, milking his
shaft as he held himself deep inside her channel. He threw his head back and moaned
as she tightened around him, forcing his release.
He tumbled both of them to their sides,
pulling her snugly against his chest. He buried his nose in her hair and
savored the smell that was uniquely Samantha’s. He closed his eyes in sated
bliss, feeling both of their heart rates slowing.
“You can call me Sam, by the way. I don’t normally go by Samantha,” she
said after she yawned. She wiggled closer into Cain’s arms. “I haven’t been
called Samantha so much since I was a little kid.”
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