Author: Travis Luedke
Series: The Nightlife Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance/Vampires
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: June 9th 2014
Edition: eBook with Print Coming Soon
Vampires, Mafia & Mayhem:
The Nightlife San Antonio is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.
All she wanted was to escape the police. All he wanted was to get laid. They both got more than they bargained for.
EMT on call, Adrian Faulkner resuscitates a beautiful woman after a Mexican mafia shootout. He can't explain why he picks her up in the hospital parking lot three days later and then ducks the San Antonio police and the Feds. Well, the hot sex might have something to do with it.
She needed to hide. With no memory of even her name, she didn't know from who. She only knew she wasn't safe.
Adrian soon learns she is much more than a damsel in distress, and he’s stuck with her. It isn't long before the past she cannot remember begins to catch up with them both…
THE NIGHTLIFE SAN ANTONIO is a non-stop thrill ride through the shadowy borderworld of mafia politics and vampires – and sex.
Travis Luedke is a husband, father, and author of Urban Fantasy Thriller, Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, and Sci-fi. He is currently catching a 3rd degree sunburn in San Antonio, Texas, and loving every minute of it.
As the author of the Nightlife Series novels, Travis lives very vicariously through his writings. He invites you to enjoy his macabre flights of fancy, but be warned: The Nightlife Series is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.
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The Nightlife Series Novels are Adult Paranormal Romance ~ Urban Fantasy Thriller:
THE NIGHTLIFE SERIES OMNIBUS (Books 1-4)
THE NIGHTLIFE MOSCOW Coming
A Virgin? (Steamy)
Sharp pain streaked through her scalp as he jerked her head back and his mouth claimed hers. His lips and teeth crushed her face in a smothering kiss. He kissed her like her mouth was the air he needed to breathe, like a starving man consuming her lips and tongue for dinner. The strong pull on the back of her head disappeared, and suddenly she was lifted off her feet by two hands on her ass.
She scrambled to hold on as they landed on the bed, the wondrous weight of him crushing her down. His thick, hot meat pushed hard into her left thigh, and she wondered if that thing would even fit inside her. The man hadn’t said he agreed to the deal, but his actions signed the contract with zeal.
His tongue dived in to caress her own, fucking her mouth with hot injections of his tasty flesh. She wanted to bite it, suck the juicy goodness from his tongue while he kissed her hard and heavy. But she stopped herself at the last second. Might ruin this awesome moment.
Suddenly he was up, weight gone, she could breathe again without his face crushing her into the pillow. Moving fast and fluid, his boxer shorts flew off and he slammed back on top of her.
She grunted as he pressed her down into the mattress. “Ugh, what do you weigh?”
His only answer was to bite her ear and then slide his tongue in, a wet willy. She squealed and squirmed beneath him. “You’re so crazy!”
His hips shifted position, body slinking lower on the bed, and suddenly he was there, the fat head of his cock spreading her open wide.
“Take it easy, you’re …”
And he shoved inside her, a slow-pushing grind that had her wanting to climb up the fucking headboard to slow the advance of that monster cock.
He stopped. “Am I hurting you?” He was so intent, poised. Every muscle in his neck and torso sang with the tension of his restraint.
Gasping for breath, her insides clenching, she looked down to see there was easily another five inches of him ready to be buried inside her. “Can you just … take it a little slower with that horse cock?” She couldn’t take her eyes off the thickly veined meat that held a constant pressure, pushing her up into the pillow.
He chuckled, and some of the tension drained away from his face. “Sorry, I thought maybe you were different. You seemed different.”
He started to pull out, damn him! “Don’t stop! Just give me a chance to breathe. That thing is taking up all my lung space.”
His weight dropped as he laughed again, and that heavy push increased, sliding another inch into her as she clawed at the sheets. What the hell did she agree to? This man was trying to turn her inside out.
She’d scream if he pushed any harder.
He pushed harder. “Oh God!” It hurt, but then something gave way, and he slid in. The restriction was gone, along with the pain.
He stopped again, a funky look dawning across his face. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”
She shook her head and looked down to see the proof on his cock, the telltale virgin blood. It all clicked into place, the pain, the restriction. “I didn’t know.”