I am SO CLOSE to my trip to South Africa to squeeze Dani René and I end up so sick with strep, ugh! I am curled up on the couch with antibiotics and am keeping my fingers crossed I am feeling better because will NOT miss this trip. Speaking of Dani, she released Severed yesterday and it is already a bestseller on Amazon! It is so dark, twisted and fucked up, I couldn’t wait to share this with you lovelies so you get a teaser on Thursday too.
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My world was hell on earth, son of a man who was evil incarnate.
Hate was all I knew.
When she was stolen, I swore I’d find her.
When I meet her eyes again, I remember what I’m fighting for.
The girl will be mine.
I’ve seen true evil, held captive by the devil himself.
And now revenge is all I know.
Everything was stolen from me. Until him.
When my eyes meet his, I’m caught in his web.
Each moment that passes only confirms what I already know—I’m his
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Growing up the way I did, I was fucked-up beyond my years by the time I was sixteen. My attachment to both men and women drove me to make stupid choices, and in those moments, I ensured my best friend would never leave me. He fell in love with me long before I even knew what that word meant. At times, I still don’t. I’m nearing thirty, and I have no idea what love is. And I know it’s not something I’ll ever want. Even if it hits me right in the face.
I push River away.
I push everyone away.
I don’t deserve any affection, but there are times I crave a touch. I glance at River who’s watching me intently as we head to my wing of the mansion. As soon as we’re in the bedroom, I shove him against the door, my cock throbbing when he reaches for it, squeezing it painfully.
“This is what you wanted?” I bite out, anger suddenly running rife through my veins. As much as I would love the taste and feel of a slick, tight hole right now, I’m going to take my best friend and fuck away the agony gripping my chest.
Over the years, we’ve shared women. I’ve watched him fuck guys and women, but he’s never spent more than one or two nights with someone, and deep down, I know it’s due to his feelings for me. River has loved me for most of our lives together.
“You want to take out your anger on me?” he rumbles, causing me to snap my gaze to him. “Do it.” It’s a challenge. It burns in his eyes, and I want to extinguish the flame with fire of my own. I crash my mouth to his, our lips molding to each other’s.
My hands are on his belt, tugging it from the loops. Freeing his zipper, I shove his slacks down and find his bulge throbbing beneath my hand.
Tears sting my eyes. I can’t let them fall. My emotions are all over the place. It’s the first time I’ve killed a woman, and the darkness seems to be dragging me under. River’s tongue licks into my mouth, tasting of smoke and whiskey. Spicy and sweet mingled together to create a fucking intoxicating mix of want and need.
His hands grip my crisp white shirt, and he rips it harshly. Buttons pop against every surface within reach. The sound pinging like a warning siren in the darkness of the room.
“Don’t let them win,” he tells me when I suck on the flesh of his neck. His skin is soft, pliable, and my teeth sink in, causing him to groan. He rolls his hips against me, and it’s my turn to grunt in pleasure. Our cocks rubbing against each other, we’re dry humping like fucking teenagers, and I’m so close to blowing my load in my boxers.
“They’ll lose. Every one of them,” I inform him. Practically tearing at his underwear, I drop to my knees and take his cock in my mouth. River’s fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, causing me to choke on his thickness as I swallow my best friend. His eyes glower down at me, watching me like he would anyone else, but the smirk on his lips tells me this is what he’s always wanted. Me, Drake Savage, on my knees for him.
It’s the first time I’ve ever tasted him, and I revel in it. Licking slowly, dragging my teeth over the shaft, eliciting groans from deep in his throat.
“Fuck, Drake,” he hisses, his head dropping back against the door as he plunges himself into my throat. His hips move in unison with his hands, and I allow him control. Suddenly, he pulls me off him. “Time to go to bed.”
I rise, following him, watching as he perches on the edge of the mattress. His beautiful, naked body is sculpted to perfection, and in the dim light, the scars on his back are only just visible.
“Are you just going to stand there?” he questions, a smirk playing on his lips, the same lips I want to devour. Offering him a smile, I shove my boxers down and join him. Kneeling behind him, I grip his shoulders, feeling the tight muscles beneath my fingers.
Leaning in closer, I trail my lips along his neck. “I don’t know how you do it, River,” I whisper. “But each time you touch me, kiss me, I feel almost normal.”
He turns in my grip, my hands falling away when he gets up onto the mattress in front of me. We’re both naked. Our scars clear, matching. The pain we’ve both endured has been something we haven’t spoken about, but we both understand it’s there.
“You’re not almost normal, Drake,” he says, reaching for my neck, gripping it tightly as he presses his mouth to mine. “You’re fucked up. So am I.” I hear the click of the door, and I know who’s entered. I don’t look at him, but I feel him. The electricity in the room is at an all-time high.
Two bodies move in my peripheral, and I cast a quick glance their way. The girl is blindfolded. My brother leads her to the chaise near the window, making her kneel on the velvet material. Her body is covered in black lace. River’s hand finds my cock, stroking it slowly as I watch Dante undress slowly.
“Where am I?” The girl giggles, but he doesn’t respond. Once he’s naked, I take note of his eyes boring into mine. He guides himself into her, causing a soft gasp to fall from her lips. His hips slam against her ass as she grips onto the back of the seat.
River’s hand moves faster on my dick, and I know I won’t last long watching the scene. Four of us in the room is more than I can handle. Watching my brother, having my best friend jerking me off, I’ll soon be lost to it. To the darkness.
“Listen to her moans,” River whispers in my ear, careful not to disturb the bodies before us. I reach for him, his hardness in my fist, throbbing, pulsing.
“Get on all fours,” I bite out, and he obeys. This is what he lives for. To be mine. To be owned by me and my dick. Opening the drawer beside the bed, I pull out the lube. Snapping the cap open, I drench River in the cold liquid along with my cock. The slippery lube glistens on my shaft. Gripping myself, I guide the tip to River’s ass, and as I slowly penetrate his tight ring of muscle, we all groan in unison. Sounds of sex echo through my bedroom.
River’s hands grip the sheets, and inch by inch, I sink into him, taking him like he wants me to. Dante looks over at me as he pulls himself from the girl’s sloppy cunt and positions his cock at her ass.
“You ever do this, baby?” He chuckles, dark and menacing, and I know he doesn’t care if she hurts. My brother is cold, heartless, just like me. She whimpers a tentative yes, but I have a feeling she’s lying. Dante spits down on her hole, circling it with his thumb before he thrusts balls-deep inside her, eliciting a screech so loud it bounces off the walls, and I’m almost certain it would’ve cracked the windows if we didn’t have bulletproof glass in place.
“It hurts,” she mutters, attempting to get away from him, but Dante doesn’t care. His pleasure is all he cares about. His hips pull away from her, then drive back in. I match his thrusts, fucking River harder and faster. Moans and whimpers, squeals and grunts.
“Take it,” Dante groans. “Take my fucking dick.” He continues fucking her wildly, and soon, she’s bucking into him. Her tits bounce with every thrust, and I shut my eyes, picturing Caia. How much I wanted to use her body, to feel her cunt, to have her choke on my dick.
Darkness swirls through me. Desire so potent I can’t help groaning as it heats my blood and burns through my veins. River moans, low and gravelly, and I know he’s found his release. Moments later, as the pretty whore my brother is fucking cries out, I join him in euphoria and empty myself inside my best friend.
In the moments of my coming down from the high, I know I can’t keep doing this, but there’s no way out for me. Tomorrow, I’ll tell River to leave. I’ll give Dante his way out. And I’ll finish this alone.
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I just LOVE this and I can’t wait to read it on the plane as I head over to see Dani next week. If you are in South Africa next week and want to meet up, PLEASE let me know as I would love to meet you! Until then, grab Severed and its prequel, Stolen, and be blown away.
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A fan of dark romance that grabs you by the throat and doesn’t let go. It’s from this passion that her writing has evolved from sweet and romantic, to dark and delicious. It’s in this world she’s found her calling, growing from strength to strength and hitting her stride.
On a daily basis, she has a few hundred characters, storylines, and ideas floating around in her head. From the feisty heroines she delivers to the dark, dominant alphas that grace the pages of her books, she promises light in a world filled with danger and darkness.
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