Saturday, September 4, 2010
'Oliver's Good Night Kiss' Released Today!
About Oliver's Good Night Kiss, A BBA Menage Story
by Erin O'Riordan
43 pages / 9700 words
Ebook zipped file contains - html, lit, Adobe and Sony optimized pdf, prc, epub
When werewolf mates Natalie and Matthew first laid eyes on Oliver, they both knew the sexy vampire chef was a temptation they couldn’t resist. Oliver’s orgasmically delicious food and hypnotic green eyes cast a spell on them. With Matthew and Natalie’s wedding date approaching, Oliver agrees to bow out gracefully from their sizzling triad…but only after one more night of passion. Will Oliver’s good night kiss really mean goodbye, or will Natalie and Matthew discover they can’t live without him?
Featuring the characters from Oliver's Famous Clam Chowder in the Love Bites anthology.
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"Where are you going?" she asked him. It was warm enough in the bedroom, even if she was dressed only in a satin top and a pair of Matthew's black boxers, but Natalie crossed her arms. She felt somehow vulnerable.
He stopped halfway between her and the door. "You do want to be alone with him, don't you? Last chance to be alone with another male before the wedding."
She glanced at the square-cut ruby solitaire around her ring finger. Werewolves weren't much for diamonds. She looked back up at Matthew. "Yours, too."
He smiled. "I can live with that. I knew all along you were all I really needed, Natalie."
"You never told me where you were going."
"Kitchen. You should see the size of the sandwich he made me. Filet mignon tartare with porcini mushrooms." He came to her and kissed her again, on the lips this time. Matthew's sharp canines grazed Natalie's lip, and she felt his love in his bite. She forced her tongue into his mouth, a gesture he accepted, then reciprocated.
Somehow, she didn't hear Oliver approaching. When she tore herself away from Matthew's mouth and opened her eyes, he was simply there, holding two martini glasses.
"What, none for me?" Matthew said over his shoulder.
"Yours is on the kitchen table." He handed Natalie her drink: vodka martini with a generous twist of lemon, chilled. She drank it greedily. His drink was tinged pink. She sniffed and deduced it had a twist of the duck blood Matthew kept in the fridge.
Matthew looked at Natalie, then at Oliver, but didn't make a move to touch Oliver. His fingertips touched Natalie's hand lightly before he left the room.