Night Moves

Barbara Karmazin

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Burned out by the violence, hate and death that permeate Thorne City’s sordid streets, veterinarian Jazz seals her heart away within a frozen facade of a cynical woman who doesn’t do white guys and doesn’t believ...
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Burned out by the violence, hate and death that permeate Thorne City’s sordid streets, veterinarian Jazz seals her heart away within a frozen facade of a cynical woman who doesn’t do white guys and doesn’t believe in magic. That is, until magical mayhem bites her in the butt by throwing Ossian, a sexy Caucasian wood elf, in her path. His sizzling sensuality ignites a blaze that has a special magic all its own.

But a serial killer psi-vamp who gorges on the pain and fear of his victims has Jazz in his sights. Ossian and Jazz must use magic to fight magic on a battlefield where losing means dying.

  • Note:This story contains elements that may be objectionable to some readers: violence and homoerotic sexual contact.
Excerpt
Ossian paused below the huge skylight that dominated the middle of his loft apartment. The rising sun splashed the warmth of a new morning across his face and body. He’d spent the night tossing and turning. His cock stood at half-mast and his balls hung heavy, aching and tight, loaded with seed. Images of Jazz had filled his dreams. Her sultry full-lipped smile and eloquent eyes. That way she tilted her head to the side and gave him a look that said don’t mess with me.

He raked his hands through his hair, loosening the tangles from his restless night.

Jazz had beautiful, nut-brown skin just like a wood sprite. He imagined her standing in a stream beneath a small waterfall. Her hair tumbled in a thick mass of tangled curls to the small of her back. She lifted her arms under the water. The ripe, round mounds of her buttocks tightened invitingly, ready for his hands and cock to probe.

Breathing hard, Ossian eased his hand down and grasped his cock. He rubbed his thumb over the tip, slicked his sticky juice over the glans before he clenched his hand around the thick- barreled shaft. His sac tightened around his balls, swollen and hot. He shifted his legs apart and panted with the easing.

Jazz turned around. The miniature waterfall spilled over her shoulders. She tilted her head and smiled. Beautiful dark slanted eyes studied him, exotic and blazing with passion. Gentle healing power pulsed beneath her cocoa skin with a lambent blue glow. The soft, sleek skin of her belly waited for his touch. Tight onyx curls veiled the wet, hot entrance of her sex.

Ossian milked his cock with short, hard strokes. Was she his true lifemate? A healer, intelligent, highly educated, yet passionate and strong enough to push him away from her.

A translucent rainbow danced across his skin.

He smiled. Yes. The healing had forged a connection between them.

His hand pumped harder, wrapping the engorged head. Sticky white seed fountained over his fingers and clung to the flat expanse of his belly.

Goddess above.

Furious, flaming need coiled within him for her to be here beside him, smiling at him and ready to love him. Not this paltry release. He wanted to take his time with her. Then afterwards, he’d sleep with her smooth, warm body curled against his and breathe in her scent all night long.

He sighed, grabbed a tissue and wiped his hands. The rainbow indicated the beginnings of a psychic link between them, a link that could very easily develop into loving sexual contact. It didn’t mean she would do anything about it. The choice rested in her hands. He must wait for her to make the first move and contact him. If she didn’t, he was condemned to many lonely nights and self-help sessions of jacking off in order to relieve his sexual frustrations.

Copyright © Barbara Karmazin

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