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Scroll down or click the link for a small excerpt of my published book

“Countdown for a Queen”

And here´s the excerpt of “Halloween Treat”

 © Copyright Mira Draken

All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

Excerpt:

"What's so funny?" asked Susan.
"Here we are, two mature witches, in one room with a healthy, well-endowed young stud, nearing midnight at Halloween, and what are we doing? Behaving like a perfectly normal bunch of elderly humans."
"You got any better idea?"
"You bet."
Gladys got up with a predatory smile and approached Jeffrey's sofa from the backside. Her black nails danced about his neck. Then she seized his hand and kissed his wrist. The kiss turned into a suck.
Jeffrey snatched his hand back. "Don't!"
"Why not?" purred Gladys.
"Susan might not like it."
"Well, well, aren't you a grown man, able to make your own decisions?"
"Fuck it," growled Jeffrey. "Last time I didn't take her feelings into account, she changed me into a rat. I can't risk her choosing a cockroach next time."
"No chance," Susan stated flatly. "I prefer my pets furred. No cockroaches."
"See." Gladys smiled cheerfully while her hands took the blanket away from Jeffrey.
Jeffrey tried to snatch it back.
"It can't get worse. Besides, Susan and I are friends, we share."
"Even lovers?"
"Especially lovers. Don't you know witches are promiscuous?"
Jeffrey yielded and let go of the sofa throw.
Gladys kissed his cheek. Then she kissed his lips. Her kisses wandered south, covering first his pectorals, then his nicely formed six pack, and the last kiss, she planted on the tip of his cock. It stirred. Gladys knelt down in front of him and started to tease his cock, first with her hands, then with her lips. It rose and grew. Gladys scratched ever so softly over the inside of his thighs. Jeffrey groaned, fully aroused by now.

Countdown for a Queen

© Copyright Mira Draken

All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

Excerpt:
 
I start dancing again, alone this time.
Somebody far away shouts "No!" The voice is that of Elradyn.
I ignore him. I'm feeling so hot. I start pulling at that overdress. It won't go. I tear impatiently. It goes into pieces and falls down under my dancing feet. I dance.
I'm not only feeling hot, I feel…voluptuous. All the men around me have stopped dancing. They are watching me, like a silent crowd of vultures waiting for their food. I know what they want. I want it as well. I dance.
I'm hot and thirsty. Mister Dark Pointy-Ears stands right in front of the table. He offers me another drink. I down it with one gulp. The world looks so glorious. All these swirling colors.
The rhythm gets stronger, my body seems to move on his own now. I feel hotter than before, if that's even possible. So I strip off the dress.
I strip it slowly, tantalizing slowly. I can feel every male gaze glued to my body. Every inch the dress goes down, the assemblage of male bodies presses nearer to the table. Some try to reach out and touch my skin. I shiver. There goes the last piece of my dress. Somehow Mr. Dark Pointy-Ears has climbed my table. He stands right before me, thrusting his pelvis toward me with every beat of the music. I'm perfectly clear about his intentions. I don't care. Or even better, I do care, because I want the same as he does. Hands touch my behind.
He swirls me around and snarls. "Mine! She's mine."
The others shrink back, turn into shadows. Only their glowing eyes can still be seen. Glowing cat's eyes. Soft meows all over the place. They anticipate the show. So do I. I throw myself into the dark one's arms and close my eyes.
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