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“Gang Up: Lust War” – A new post-apocalyptic biker gang gangbang erotica!

Wow! Try to say THAT blog title five times fast! Luckily all I had to do was write it down the once. At any rate, I’ve got a BRAND NEW story in my “Bikerland” erotica series today, the first of which is “Gang Up: Overload.” This NEW one, as you can tell from that lovely cover to the left, is “Gang Up: Lust War.”

The saga continues in this nasty, filthy little plot, with Robin taking center stage this time between a gang full of hard, rugged soldier men who want nothing more than to fill her gorgeous body FULL of their hot loads. Will she and Abigail recover? Will she ever be with Brall? Will Abigail somehow make it with Case now that he knows the truth about her? You’ll have to read to find out!

This hot new tale features hot gangbang action, brilliant group sex, lots of rugged biker studs, barely legal babes, breeding and bareback love, women loving their status as property, and much MUCH more!

So, if you’re like me, and you love a fun romp through a sexy town where women are fertile and beautiful, and men are hot virile hunks, make sure to check out “Gang Up: Lust War” today!

 

Blurb:

So many warriors. They needed to fill her…

Violence and conflict are spreading in the post-apocalyptic town of Temple, where women are beautiful, fertile property and men are rugged, virile warrior studs. After a sinfully short tryst, the disastrously gorgeous Robin and the ripped, dangerous Brall know they belong together—their lust-laden love is true and unquestionable. But, the war between their rival biker gangs has ripped them apart, maybe for good. 
When Robin’s desires for Brall are revealed, the warriors who protect her (and who are at war with Brall) decide there is only one way to confirm where her loyalty lies. She has to be indoctrinated through a punishing, erotic ordeal in which every single man from her gang—some of whom she’s known her whole life—pleasure her incredible body in every entrance, all at once, with their throbbing, hot equipment. This extreme, pleasure-filled trial can only push Brall and Robin further from one another. But, with the constant, mind-melting ecstasy Robin is going to face from pleasing so many men at once just like she was born to do, it will take everything she has to even remember Brall afterward.

Excerpt:

“How’s that? You’ve always been a good girl, Robin. You want to be mine? I’ll fuck you better than your other man, that’s for sure. Better than any man in the Family.”

Slowly, he took out his cock. Already half-hard and nearly as thick around as her wrist. Drool filled her mouth. Little droplets of precum dotted the head. It wasn’t Brall’s cock, but it was a cock of a well-hung stud, and Robin certainly had the taste for that now. It was beautiful, so thick and long. She wanted to lick the head clean of all of its precum. It would be so easy. She could have it done in just a few moments.

“Why don’t you give it a try now? I could show you how.”

She wasn’t sure she wanted that. Her body did—that was for sure. Just the offer made her salivate a little more. Her pussy moistening. Her heart belonged to Brall, and she knew that to be completely true. She only ever wanted to be his, in mind, body, and soul. But the both of them—Case and Brall—were so similarly strong and powerful, so totally male, that it was hard to push her urges down. Even if she thought she didn’t want it, her mind also quickly created thoughts of what it would be like to suck on Case’s cock. To wrap her lips slowly over the head, luxuriating in his dense man taste. To feel her own moans reverberate off his engorged skin.

To be throatfucked like Brall had done to her just the day before.

Putting me on my knees. My mouth slipping over his member, eyes wide. Tears forming not from fear or even joy but from the soft, urgent pleasurable pain of taking so much inside of me at once. Like the back of my throat is connected to my cunt, and every hot thrust jamming there is a hot hand running against my clit. Oh god oh god.

It would be hot…

Gang Up: A Bikerland Novel