Welcome to Club
Immortality where all your desires will be fulfilled. Nothing is
taboo and privacy is a guarantee.
Veronica Gunn is surprised by a call from her good friend. Although
she would rather spend the night alone as she had planned, Veronica
goes to Club Immortality to meet her friend and her new boyfriend.
When she gets to the club, she is shocked that an employee party is
going on.
As she searches the crowd for her friend, Veronica opens a door and
finds herself in a darkened hallway. Closing herself away from the
noise, she follows the hall and opens the door to the manager's
office. When she sees no one, she turns to leave. A whisper of silk
makes her turn and her heart races at the man who detaches from the
shadow and stands before her. Harsh need grips her as the man holds
up his hand waiting...
As manager of Club Immortality, Zayne has had his share of offers
but turns them all away. A loner, he keeps to himself and has no
entanglements. He retired from the Htrae Elves, a warrior race, a
long time ago.
Along with his retirement, he has given up his need for
companionship. Another year alone didn't matter. Until he feels the
woman as she enters the doors of the club. He beckons her to him.
When the woman finally comes into his office, he sinks into the
shadows and watches her. She is sin and temptation, but he must have
her no matter the cost. Coming out of the shadows, he raises his
hand and waits to see if this woman would take a sensual journey of
silk and shadows.
Can a warrior elf find a naughty partner to ease his loneliness and
fulfil his needs...
Open the doors and step inside Club Immortality... |
Veronica knew there must be some reasonable explanation for
them floating above the ground, but she couldn’t seem to care.
The first sound of his voice curled around her in a warm
embrace. Somehow, his voice came across deeper than him
speaking in her thoughts. It resonated through her, making her
nipples pebble and her pussy spasm.
“Do you want this, Veronica Gunn?” His voice brushed
her mind.
She knew then that she’d been wrong. His voice sounded more
sensual and intimate in her mind, like a caress across her
bare skin. She bit her lip to stifle a whimper. Lost in his
gaze, she felt every inch of him against her--his fingers
laced with hers, and the sound of silk billowing in the
background. She knew what she wanted, and no matter how
improbable it sounded that he was an elf, she didn’t care.
Need overrode everything else, and Veronica wanted, just for
this night, to let go as he’d said.
“Yes.”
The sound of silk rippling became louder and more frantic.
Zayne said nothing, but the pleasure gleaming in his eyes said
it all. Suddenly, she felt the air rush past her, and the feel
of silk brushed her skin. Shifting, she purred at the softness
pressed against her back. Zayne pressed her hands back against
the wall. Silk slid along her wrists. Glancing up, she saw two
pieces detach from the billowing silken wall. Softly, they
wrapped around her wrists and flowed down her arms. Tugging
she realized they held her softly, but firmly. Strangely, she
didn’t feel afraid, just extremely sexy. A hard body pressed
against hers. Veronica glanced into heated icy green eyes.
Zayne leaned closer to her and covered her lips with his.
Veronica stilled, expecting hunger and need. Instead, he made
her weak with a tender, sensual kiss that sent her senses into
overdrive. His tongue swept along her lips softly, looking for
entrance. With a wanton moan she closed her eyes and opened
her lips. The stroke of his tongue into her mouth was
commanding. The sweet, decadent taste of him rolled over her.
His scent filled her, musky and all man.
His hands ran up her arms covered by silk as he caged her
between the wall and his hard body. He rubbed against her, the
hard ridge of his shaft abrading her skirt. Trying to open her
legs wider, she groaned, frustrated, as her skirt stopped her.
Her pussy flooded with wetness. With a moan, she pulled with
her hands, trying to hold him. The silk held her steady.
Suckling his tongue, she growled and nipped him. His groan of
approval vibrated through her. He laved his tongue along hers,
setting off a pulse of sensation that went all over her body,
from head to foot. Moaning harshly, she shifted against him,
wanting more. She needed skin against skin. With a murmur, he
pulled back. Confused at why he was stopping, she opened her
eyes. The hunger in his gaze made her breath catch. |
