Dara and Zoe attend a Halloween masquerade party when a few masked men entertain them underneath the bleachers. Written by
New York Times, USA TODAY and #1 Erotica bestseller, Marata Eros. Excerpt:“Shouldn’t you be serving me?” Pirate asked, eying her costume as he put a hand on the small of her back and leading her off to a dim corner, Zoe in tow.
Dara smiled, this was getting interesting.
As she approached there were two more men dressed in costumes, their conversation obscured by the music which blared from the speakers above where they stood.
She and Zoe came to stand in front of the pair, one a grim reaper, with a mask covered in onyx jewels that glittered in the lavender glow of the black lights, scythe in hand. His companion had a lion’s tamer outfit on, a black leather mask showing his eyes as pools of ink, the whites bordering them.
Dara took a shaky breath, they were pretty intimidating in this corner of the dark. Her eyes kept straying to the scythe. Finally, she could stand it no more and asked, “That’s not a real scythe?” the shape was all wrong.
Reaper cupped a hand around his ear and she leaned forward to ask again when his hand snaked out and grabbed her upper arm, jerking her forward and against him.
Dara let out a gasp as he leaned forward and said, “It’s to spear your XXXXX …as
many times as I want….” Novelette-length. App. 50 paperback pages.
