Training Ivy by Karen Mercury

Author:Karen Mercury [Mercury, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult, Erotic, Menage, Romantic Suspense, SciFi/Fantasy, Cowboy
ISBN: 9781622414239
Amazon: B008AYYTLE
Barnesnoble: B008AYYTLE
Goodreads: 15796555
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Published: 2012-05-09T12:00:00+00:00

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Neil had no intention of leaping to help Shortridge. Shortridge had brought this all on himself by first getting wallpapered and second falling under Captain Park’s spell and believing in this hogwash. No doubt he was hallucinating under the effects of both when he’d started babbling about hiding some cinnamon.

The harmonica, however—that Neil couldn’t explain. The moment Shortridge had swooned the harmonica had gently settled itself onto the table directly in front of his body, ceasing to play its tune. It was almost as if whoever had been playing it had left the room. The rapping of tiny fists stopped completely, and an eerie calm entered the room. However, the otherworldly light that had engulfed the dining room continued, oddly vibrating the very air.

Neil couldn’t deny these things, nor could he explain them.

As the other three fussed over the unconscious Shortridge, Neil decided to do something uncustomary. He went to the sideboard to pour himself a whiskey. He wasn’t a drinking man normally, but the scene he’d just witnessed was enough to drive a man to drink.

He had just lifted the tumbler to his lips when he was bashed in the back of the skull with a heavy object. “Great balls of fire!” he sputtered angrily. This was too much! He was going to suffer a brain injury if these items continued to be flung at his head!

Putting the tumbler down without sipping, he scooped up the object, which was, of course, the harmonica. Only now it was mangled beyond recognition, as though melted in a fire.

Slowly, cautiously, Neil turned to face the room. On the table before where Shortridge had sat, of course there was no harmonica, only the glass of water that had managed to remain unspilled. Neil looked down to the twisted object in his hand. It was warm and even wet, perhaps with the saliva of the person who had played it.

An unearthly shudder raced up and down his spine, stiffening his nipples almost erotically against his shirt. This, of course, brought to mind fucking, a subject that could distract Neil even in the worst of times. And the moment the memory of Ivy’s plump, rosy cheekbones softly brushing against his caused his cock to elongate, an unseen hand distinctly squeezed his ass.

Neil’s prick expanded with pleasure. But when he realized the other three conscious people in the room were over by Shortridge shaking and slapping him—and that he would only want to be touched by two of those three people—he shuddered with horror instead. He looked over both shoulders—of course, there was no one there. Grabbing the tumbler, he gulped down the whiskey as fast as he could, lest something else interrupt him again.

He closed his eyes and allowed the fiery liquid to burn his virgin stomach. Ah, that’s better. Instantly he felt spoony, and he allowed the grogginess to cast a fog over what was happening. In fact, if I move to join the others, Shortridge might distract me from—

Unseen ghostly lips now moved tenderly along the side of his neck.

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