Hardcore Paranormal Erotica: 10 xxx Tales of Hot Paranormal Lust!

By Julieta Hyde

Rutting Good Press Presents: Hardcore Paranormal Erotica: 10 XXX tales of HOT, PARANORMAL LUST!

Get ready for HOT, HARDCORE SEX as only Rutting Good Press can deliver!

Hardcore Paranormal Erotica brings you 10 stories of HARDCORE PARANORMAL EROTICA all in one collection! You get the five Shadow Passions stories plus the five Belinda Silverthorne NecRomance Novellas! If you crave HARDCORE PARANORMAL EROTICA then this is the collection for you!

Features:

Shadow Passions-
Love’s Dark Seed
Love Of The Cursed
Dance With Me
Another Night’s Kill
Into The Deep

Belinda Silverthorne NecRomance Novellas-
Dead Love
Dead Love Seduced
Dead Love Rising
Dead Love’s Escape
Bound By Dead Love

Julieta Hyde and Rutting Good Press bring you nothing but HOT, HOT SEX with the bestselling Daddy’s Girl series, The Erotic Confessions Of Brianna McKay, the PULP SMUT anthologies, the Belinda Silverthorne NecRomances, Shadow Passions erotic horror and The True Travels Of An American Slut. Get your smut on with Rutting Good Press!

Content Warning: contains explicit sexual situations and language.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rutting Good Press
• Release date: Feb 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781466136700

Julieta Hyde

Julieta Hyde grew up on the wild coast of Oregon.Her whole life she knew she wanted to be a writer and as she grew older she knew what she wanted to write: romance, paranormal and erotica.She currently lives in Rockaway Beach, Oregon and spends her nights writing and learning more about her subject. While it’s hard to find real supernatural creatures to study, she has found more than a couple lovers to help her with the romance part. Some are better than others, but all are worth it!

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This book is a work of fiction. All characters, incidents, locations and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Table Of Contents

Shadow Passions-

Love’s Dark Seed

Love Of The Cursed

Dance With Me

Another Night’s Kill

Into The Deep

Belinda Silverthorne NecRomance Novellas-

Dead Love

Dead Love Seduced

Dead Love Rising

Dead Love’s Escape

Bound By Dead Love

Love’s Dark Seed

In here, Marcia whispered. We can hide here for now.

How can we do this? Glenn asked as he shut the door behind them, making sure it was locked securely. We can’t keep running forever.

Glenn shuddered, knowing if they were caught they would both be executed on sight. Glenn would have his throat slit and Marcia would receive a stake to her undead heart. One of them would be forced to watch the other die, such was the way of the League. It had been Glenn’s way, the Hunter’s way, but he rejected that life when he met Marcia. When he fell in love.

We either run or we die, Marcia said as she listened intently to the sounds of the night outside the old, abandoned motel room. I died once, I don’t want to die again.

They waited in silence for several minutes until Marcia was satisfied they hadn’t been followed.

All clear? Glenn whispered.

Yes, Marcia said as she stripped the grimy clothes from her body. For now.

Glenn watched as Marcia’s pants fell to the floor and revealed her tight, muscular body. She complained of being a vampire, and all of its drawbacks, but with what it did to her physically, Glenn couldn’t see the downside.

He felt himself grow hard and he took his shirt off, crossed to Marcia and took her in his arms.

We don’t have time for this, Marcia said. It’s almost dawn. I need to prepare for sleep.

We need to make time, Glenn insisted as he kissed the cold skin of her neck. Every night could be our last.

Marcia ran her hand over Glenn’s chest, the heat of his muscles making her ache for him. She grabbed his face and they kissed passionately. Glenn lifted her off the ground and carried her to the bed.

Make it fast, Marcia moaned as she unsnapped Glenn’s jeans and freed his hard cock. We have minutes before I need to be secured.

I’ll make it quick, Glenn smiled. And worth every short minute.

He cupped Marcia’s ass with one hand as he caressed her breasts with the other, his mouth hungrily sucking at each nipple, back and forth until they were taught and hard. Marcia moaned, the heat from Glenn’s living flesh almost burning against her undead skin.

In. Now, Marcia cried, her body aching for Glenn to be inside her.

Glenn didn’t waste any time as he slid his cock deep inside of Marcia’s cold pussy. He gasped as the ice cold muscles inside her gripped him and began to massage his cock up and down in a rhythm of ecstasy. The sensation was incredible and he called out as he was almost brought to climax instantly.

Not yet, Marcia said. Hold it.

He forced himself to hang on and began to thrust in and out of her cool wetness. He had always thought vampires would be passionless, dry, evil creatures, but when he met Marcia he was proven wrong. Her passion was insatiable at times and their first few nights together had been nothing short of sweaty, wet, bliss. As he pushed his cock as far into her as their hips would allow, he felt her shudder and gush, her cum spilling past her lips and onto his thighs.

Yes! she screamed as she shuddered again. Harder!

Glenn grabbed Marcia by the hips and got to his knees on the bed as she wrapped her legs tightly around his back.  He lifted her up and down on his erection, his hands sliding down under her ass and his fingers gripping her lips, pulling her wider. Marcia ground down on him, taking control, and she pounded away until Glenn arched his back and came hard inside her, his liquid love spraying against her button.

Fuck yes! she screamed as she came a third time and felt her juices mingle with his and drip from inside her onto both of their quivering thighs. That’s it!

Glenn, exhausted from their running and from their love, collapsed back on top of her and Marcia stroked his back then down to his ass. Glenn was still inside her and she flexed over and over, drawing every drop of cum out of him. She felt his hot liquid absorb into her system and her body came alive with the energy. She never told Glenn that she didn’t need his blood, only his cum. She didn’t want him to think she was using him. She wasn’t. She loved the man with all of her unbeating heart.

We should get you under the mattress, Glenn whispered sleepily as his watch alarm went off, telling them both that dawn was only five minutes away.

He pulled out of her wet pussy and she gasped as they separated. He lifted her off the bed, kissing her neck, breasts, belly as he carried her to a chair in the corner. Marcia loved to watch him move when he was naked. She loved to see his taught muscles nearly ripple under his tan skin. She loved how graceful he seemed, even while being well over six feet tall and built like a tank.

As Glenn pushed the mattress off the bed, revealing the empty wood frame below, Marcia couldn’t help placing two fingers against her still throbbing pussy. She watched his ass and rubbed herself quickly, feeling her clit respond as it swelled under her touch. Glenn bent over to retrieve their clothes and gear and Marcia smiled as his softening cock hung between his legs, laying against his balls.

You’re watching me, aren’t you? he asked without turning to her.

Yes, she whispered a she slipped her fingers inside herself. Come here.

Glenn placed all of their stuff into the bed frame then turned and walked to Marcia. He stood before her and she reached up to feel his firm stomach, her fingers quickly tracing down to curl his hair then down to his cock.

We don’t have time, love, he grinned, but knew she couldn’t be talked out of what she wanted once she had started.

We have time, Marcia grinned with lust as Glenn began to stiffen again.

She gripped him firmly and stroked his shaft until her was full and ready once more. She pulled him to her and kissed the tip of his cock, making Glenn moan with desire. He started to lower himself to her, but she stopped him with a hard squeeze and instead put her mouth around his cock, her lips sucking and pulling at his hot, hot rod.

Dear god! Glenn called out as Marcia’s tongue swirled about his shaft.

Marcia stroked with her hand as she sucked as hard as she could. Her other hand came up and cupped his balls, gently squeezing. She was amazed as she felt more blood pump into his cock, making it stiffer than she had ever felt. Her lips and mouth worked faster and faster and she knew he was almost at climax.

She pulled away from him, stood and turned around. Fuck me hard! she ordered as she pushed her ass towards him. Do it! Quick!

Glenn didn’t hesitate as he rammed his intense erection into her waiting pussy. He gripped her hips and thrust against her over and over, his cock going as deep as possible, the head slamming into her button, making her rock and buck back against him.

They both started to moan and cry out as their passion built beyond pleasure and pain. Glenn held his orgasm for as long as he could until his cock exploded inside her and his hot cum shot with a power he didn’t think he had.

Marcia rocked her head back and screamed, her face transforming into a nightmare of black eyes and long, sharp teeth. She slammed herself back against Glenn over and over as the man cried out. She could feel his cum dripping down between her legs and she reached down and retrieved the precious juices, licking her fingers hungrily over and over.

Glenn tried to pull out, but she wouldn’t let him, savoring his hardness and heat. He leaned over her, his tongue tracing up her back and he whispered into her ear, I have to hide you.

Reluctantly she let him slide out. He took her hand and led her to her makeshift tomb. They kissed deeply then she lay down on the old, musty carpet as Glenn re-placed the mattress over the frame, hiding Marcia from the daylight that was quickly coming in through the tattered drapes.

Goodnight, love, Glenn whispered as he set about securing the room’s door. Anyone that tried to enter the motel room would receive two barrels of 20 gauge death. He set small explosives at each window and then sat down in the corner chair, his body exhausted and a pump action shotgun across his still naked lap.

He was out in seconds and was blessed with a deep, dreamless sleep.

They’re here, Marcia whispered into Glenn’s ear.

Startled, he lurched from the chair, the shotgun to his shoulder.

How close? he asked as Marcia helped him step into his jeans.

A mile or so away, she said. I can hear bits of what they’re saying and I don’t think they know where we are, just that we’re around here somewhere.

Glenn handed her the shotgun as he pulled on his shirt and disarmed the explosives that secured the back window.

What about the rest? Marcia asked.

Glenn smiled and as he took a long hunting knife and slid it across his forearm. He smeared the blood across the walls of the motel room’s peeling wallpaper. We’ll leave the rest for them. Maybe we can take a few out.

Marcia kissed him and they quickly climbed out the window and into the early night. Glenn ducked his head around the corner to make sure they were clear and then pulled Marcia after him as they sprinted through the bushes that surrounded the motel and through the empty lot beyond to where they had left their truck.

Marcia got into the driver’s seat and started the truck right up. I better drive, she said. We may need my reflexes.

Just don’t rip the steering wheel off, Glenn smiled as he slammed the passenger door closed.

That only happened once, Marcia laughed. Stop bringing it up!

Marcia pulled the truck onto the side street and confidently navigated the back roads until they were back on the two-lane country highway and speeding away. Glenn turned and watched behind them for several miles, waiting for a sign the League was on their tail. He saw the flash of an explosion on the horizon and felt bad for his former colleagues that just met their death, but couldn’t help but be relieved that he and Marcia had gotten away once again.

Where to now? Marcia asked after they had driven for a couple hours. She looked down at the dash and frowned. We’ll need gas soon.

Crap, Glenn responded, not sure where they’d find gas in the middle of night, in the middle of nowhere.

He scanned the horizon and saw lights on at a farm house a few hundred yards ahead and just off the road.

Pull in there, he pointed. I bet they have gas for their tractors.

They aren’t just gonna let strangers borrow gas, Marcia snorted. Not in this day and age. Not with the League’s propaganda against vampires. I’ll get a stake through the heart and you’ll get your head blown off the second we knock on that door.

Then we don’t knock, Glenn said. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

What are you thinking?

Pull off here and kill the lights, Glenn instructed. I’ll take the gas can and fill it up. It should get us to a major interstate.

And then what? Marcia asked. We just pull into a Holiday Inn and get a room? They’ll have dogs. I’ll be sniffed out the moment I step from the truck.

I don’t know, Glenn said. I’ll think of something.

Marcia checked her watch. Well, you have six hours to think of it. Hope that brain of yours is working in overdrive.

Glenn nodded at her as he stepped from the truck. It is. Don’t worry. He grabbed the gas can from the truck bed and started across the field to the farmhouse.

The damn League. They decided it was time for humanity to know of the existence of vampires. They decided that keeping the truth in the shadows was not in humanity’s best interest.

And the second the world knew that vampires were real, the world panicked. And the League was there to take control and restore order. Brutal, cruel, unrelenting order.

Glenn crouched by the edge of the field and watched the farmhouse. He couldn’t see any shadows behind the drapes, but knew most people stayed away from windows these days, afraid that they’d be grabbed right through them by vampire hands.

He shook his head at the thought of all the ignorance, ignorance he used to subscribe to, that plagued the world. Vampires wanted nothing to do with the average person. They just wanted to be left alone with their few followers and live in the shadows. Just as they had for thousands of years.

But the League had other ideas. Ideas that Glenn wanted nothing to do with. Ideas that had no room for compromise. And no room for love. So he left his position as one of their top Hunters to spend his days and nights protecting Marcia.

And she never asked a thing of him, which made him love her even more.

Glenn could see the outline of a large gas tank by the barn that was a few dozen yards from the farmhouse. He stayed low and worked his way to the tank, making sure he kept in the shadows. He laughed at the small chain and lock that held the pump handle to the tank. It took him fifteen seconds to pick the lock and he was soon filling the gas can.

That ain’t free, ya know, an old man’s voice said from behind him. You’re gonna have to pay for it.

Glenn spun around and came face to barrels with a 12 gauge shotgun. He looked past the barrels to the old man holding the gun and slowly lifted his hands up.

I’m sorry, sir, Glenn said. I have money. I was just afraid you’d shoot me if I knocked. You know how people are these days.

Who is it, Carl? a woman’s voice called out from the farmhouse. Is it them?

The old man, Carl, motioned for Glenn to move and they both made their way to the farmhouse, the old man several paces behind Glenn.

Listen, I really am sorry, Glenn started.

Shut up, Hunter, Carl snarled.

Glen nearly tripped and fell when Carl called him out. Wait…what?

I know you’re one of them Hunters, Carl said. I can see the tattoo on your neck. Now stop right there.

Glenn stopped at the bottom of the steps that led up the porch of the farmhouse. He could see the silhouette of a woman standing in the front door.

Should I take him around back? Carl asked.

No, sweetheart, the woman answered as she stepped closer. I don’t think we need to worry about him.

Glenn was surprised to see the woman was in her early twenties, her long black hair draped across her shoulders. All she wore was a thin nightgown that left nothing to Glenn’s imagination and he felt himself stiffen involuntarily.

The woman came down the steps and circled Glenn, obviously not afraid of him at all. Who is your mate? she asked finally as she stopped in front of him. I can smell her on you.

I’m right here, Marcia said as she walked from the shadows. Don’t touch him.

The women stared at each other for what seemed to Glenn like an eternity.

Do you have a vehicle? the woman asked.

Yes, Marcia nodded.

Give Carl the keys and he’ll pull it into the barn, she said. You may come inside and freshen up. We’ll talk.

Thank you, Marcia said as she bowed slightly.

Glenn sat himself on the living room couch next to Marcia as the woman, Carmela, handed him a glass of water.

Thank you, he said gratefully. I appreciate it.

Is it safe? Carmela asked just before Carl came into the living room.

All locked tight, Carl answered as he set the shotgun in the corner of the room.

Good, Carmela responded as she took a seat across from Marcia and Glenn. I do hope you two understand the risk we are taking by inviting you in. Carl and I have lived in peace for fifty years in this house.

Again, thank you, Marcia said. We really do appreciate it. We’ll be out of your hair as soon as possible.

Carmela waved them away. I know you will. But please feel free to clean up as needed and rest as the sun comes up. I wouldn’t toss you out this close to dawn. She motioned towards Carl and he came over immediately. Are you hungry? Carl is more than willing to accommodate. The old man knelt and exposed his neck to Marcia.

Oh, no thank you, Marcia smiled as she patted Glenn’s knee. I’m fine.

Carmela looked Glenn up and down. I’m sure you are. He smells like a special one. Her eyes locked with Glenn’s and he felt himself stiffen.

Is the shower upstairs? Marcia asked and Glenn couldn’t help but smile at the hint of jealousy in her voice. I’d love to rinse the road off.

Carl? Carmela asked. Show our guest to the bath.

Carl nodded and Marcia and Glenn stood and started to follow Carl out of the room.

Oh, it’s a small bath, Carmela said. Just fits one. How about you stay down here with me, Glenn?

I, uh…, he stuttered.

Marcia put her hand on his arm and smiled. It’s fine, love. We’re her guests.

Glenn wasn’t sure what Marcia meant by that, but he nodded and sat back down.

Take your time, Carmela said to Marcia. I’ll take good care of your man here.

I’m sure you will, Marcia said as she left the room and went upstairs with Carl.

The old man grabbed a towel from a small closet and handed it to Marcia. Bath is right there, he said pointing to a door down the hall. Leave your clothes outside the door and I’ll be sure they’re washed. I’ll fetch some of Carm’s things for you to wear in the meantime.

Thank you.

Marcia took the towel and stepped into the small bathroom. She quickly pulled off her dirty clothes and left them outside the bathroom door as Carl had asked. She grinned at the old tub and immediately turned the taps to full, watching as the steam lifted from the tub and began to fill the bathroom.

She eased herself into the water as it rose and sighed as the heat enveloped her. Her ears perked up as she heard Carl just outside the bathroom door. She expected him to leave, but she didn’t hear his footsteps receding. She pictured him with his ear to the door and knew she had a snoop on her hands. A tingle between her legs told her she needed attention and she decided she’d have to give Carl a bit of a show. He’d have to just imagine what he heard through the door.

Marcia rubbed soap over her arms and legs then let them fall back into the water to rinse. Her hands went to her thighs and she caressed her skin, moving her fingers up and down her legs until they rested just at the edge of her pussy. Slowly she pulled her lips back and then pressed her thumbs inside herself. She moaned as her body shuddered with pleasure. She lifted her legs up and hooked the backs of her knees over the edges of the tub, sliding her ass down further until she could get the right position. She massaged inside herself for a few seconds then pulled her thumbs away and replaced them with three fingers, filling her hole completely.

Oh…yes, she groaned as she hooked a finger up under the ridge just inside her pussy and began to massage. She knew she was just a finger’s breadth away from her G-spot and she massaged closer and closer until she pressed right up against it and called out as she shook with orgasm.

Once her legs stopped shaking she pushed her fingers deep inside then started to thrust them in and out as fast as she could, racing herself to another climax. She pinched a nipple and twisted it hard, sending shockwaves of pleasure/pain through her body. She moved her fingers faster and faster until her back arched and she came hard.

Marcia heard Carl gasp on the other side of the door and she smiled, knowing he’d stroked himself to climax also.

Well, Carmela smiled as she sat down next to Glenn on the couch, her hand resting on his thigh. I believe your mistress helped relieve herself of some of her stress. Her hand crept to Glenn’s crotch. How about I relive your stress also?

I, uh, Glenn started, but Carmela put a finger to his lips.

Hush, she whispered. It’s fine. You’re seed is the price for my hospitality.

My, uh, my seed? Glenn asked.

She hasn’t told you? Carmela laughed. Yes, your seed. Blood is good, but your seed is better. She leaned down to Glenn’s crotch and sniffed. And yours is the best I’ve come across in decades.

She undid his jeans and let his cock free. Her mouth fell upon it hungrily and Glenn braced himself as her cold lips slid up and down the shaft. He tried not to enjoy it, tried to tell himself he only wanted Marcia, but his body rejected those thoughts as within seconds he shot a hot load of cum into Carmela’s mouth.

She pulled herself away from him and grinned as she licked her lips. Oh, that is just divine, she cooed as she stood and let her nightgown slip off her shoulders. But, we aren’t done yet.

She straddled his lap and slid him inside her, moaning as his heat filled her pussy.

But…but, Glenn stammered as his sensitive cock was squeezed again and again by Carmela’s muscles.

Don’t worry, love, Marcia said from the living room entrance, her body naked and her wet hair falling across her shoulders. It’s the price we pay. Have fun. Enjoy yourself. I will.

She crossed to them both and leaned