[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, shape-shifters, witches, HEA]
Blurb
Nothing but pain and death follows in a witch’s path. That was what Elias Neman had always believed, that is until he meets his fated mate, a mate who is the son of the most hated man in the paranormal world, and a witch.
Abel Brossard is absolutely clueless when it comes to being a witch and learning to control his power to freeze things is only made more complicated when he meets Elias. He’s finding it hard to deny his attraction to the warrior, but Elias’s constant bad mouthing his father leaves Abel questioning everything he thought he knew about the father who abandoned him.
Abel needs to find out the truth, is his father the monster everyone claims him to be or is there more to the story? There’s only one way to find out and Abel hopes he hasn’t just led him and Elias into a trap.
Excerpt
“Can I come in?” Elias asked when they stopped at Abel’s door.
“Of course.” Abel entered his room first and headed to the bathroom. He turned the nozzles on the shower and waited for it to warm up. “If you want you can wait out there.” Abel pointed to the bed but Elias ignored him and stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. He lowered his hands and lifted his shirt up and over his head. “What are you doing?” Abel asked.
“Taking my clothes off.” Elias kicked off his shoes then unfastened his pants.
“Why?”
“You do remembering me saying we’d shower together after toss the egg at Abel time was over, right?” Elias pushed down his jeans, his underwear coming down with the stiff material.
“I…I…you were serious?” It took all of the power Abel had to pull his eyes away from Elias’s semi erect cock.
“I’d never lie about something like that.” Elias ran his fingers over Abel’s arm as he passed by and stepped into the shower. “Now hurry up before the water goes cold.”
Abel looked in the mirror and grinned at his blushing face. Nerves still clung to his every movement and doubt sat heavy in his chest, but he wanted to do this. He wanted to get naked and touch and be touched by Elias.
Once he had his clothes off, Abel pulled open the glass door and stepped in behind Elias. The hot water splashed off of Elias and hit Abel on the chest. Steam began to fill the room.
With a shaking hand, Abel reached out his fingers to touch Elias’s plump, firm butt. Elias hummed and leaned back into Abel’s touch. Abel let his fingers explore the tight muscles and toyed with the crease that shielded Elias’s opening from him.
“I love it when you touch me.” Elias spun around and wrapped his arms low on Abel’s waist, letting his fingers massage over Abel’s ass. “I also like that you don’t seem so nervous either. You know I can sense it when you’re nervous, right?”
“You can?” Abel lifted his arms to rest on Elias’s shoulders. Suddenly a little self-cautious.
“Yeah.” Elias kissed Abel’s collar bone. “I can hear it in the spike in your heart rate and smell it seeping out your pores.” He flicked his tongue out to trace around the divot under his Adam’s apple. “It’s not a bad smell, just a warning signal, bitter and strong. Lets me know something is bothering you.”
“That’s a little disconcerting.” Abel titled his head to the side, giving Elias full access to his exposed neck. “You know this from smelling me and being able to hear things I cannot. Seems a little unfair.”
“You’re a witch, babe. You can freeze shit. That’s a pretty awesome power.” Elias nipped at the corded muscle running up and down Abel’s neck.
“Thank you.” Abel moaned as Elias tongue lapped at the water trailing down his neck. “I’m just glad I took after my mother and not my father. Being a vampire and drinking blood is something I don’t think I could do.”
Elias pulled back to look into Abel’s eyes. “I wonder why that is exactly? I mean usually a person takes after both their parents, but not you.”
“You know that witch, Klaus?” Elias nodded. “He thinks it’s from the magic my mother used to conceive me. Said the laws of nature probably only allowed one trait to take root inside me and lucky for me it was my mother’s.”
“Sounds like a liable theory.” Elias went back to sucking a line of bruises up Abel’s neck.
Elias started to bite harder into his tender flesh. Abel cried out. He let his lover shove him up against the hard, tiled wall. Elias pushed Abel’s legs apart and positioned himself between them. With Abel’s legs spread, it allowed for Elias to line up their cocks and rub them together.
“God, that feels good.” Abel ran his fingers through Elias’s wet hair.
Elias didn’t say anything but pulled back to reach for Abel’s body wash. He poured a good amount onto his fingers then grinned at Abel when he brought his hand back to wrap around both their straining lengths and squeezed. Abel’s head fell back to thump against the shower wall, his mouth falling open.
“You like that?” Elias asked as he bent his head to tease Abel’s right nipple.
“Um-hm.” Abel arched his back off the wall and thrust into Elias’s hand. The feel of Elias’s silky, smooth cock made Abel’s balls tingle and his orgasm rush to the surface.
Elias kissed and sucked over Abel’s chest and the up and down pulling on their cocks increased. Abel’s legs began to quiver and he feared he’d fall over, but Elias’s hard grasp on him held him in place.
“So fucking hard for me.” Elias used his free hand to wrap around Abel’s neck and pulled his head down for a hard kiss. Elias let go of Abel’s neck to move his hand down his body. The skillful hand reached around Abel to run the length of his crack, slowly easing his way in. Abel grunted and sucked harder on Elias’s tongue as one finger caressed over his twitching hole. He’d never been touched there before and it released a need in Abel to be filled, but only by Elias.
“Touch me more.” Abel whimpered and spread his legs further apart. “I need to feel you.”
“Fuck yeah.” Elias used one finger to breach Abel’s untried hole and that was all it took to send Abel flying. It was tight, a burning sensation flared up his channel, but as Elias moved in and out of him the pain melted into something else, pure ecstasy.
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Hello fellow readers! Peyton was so kind as to let me stop by and promote my newest release, The Teacher’s Wounded Heart. It’s a standalone contemporary romance. I typically write paranormal themed stories because I just love being able to bend the rules of what is possible and unbelievable but there are times I like to read a normal everyday romance.
The Teacher’s Wounded Heart is a story about what a person will deny themselves in order to protect them from having their heart broken. I think we’ve all been there where we want something so badly but the unknown keeps us held back. I know I’ve been but I tend to overthink everything so I can relate to my characters in this one.
Thanks for stopping by and thank you, Peyton, for having me today!!!
Blurb
Drew Hamilton is happy living a quiet life. Becoming a teacher was all he ever wanted and up until a few months ago that was enough to keep him content, that was before Cal Saunders moved in next door and changed everything. Drew feels like his life is spinning out of control, but falling for the tattooed god isn’t in his plans.
Cal knows the well dressed and mild mannered teacher is slumming it to be with a man who makes his living as a tattoo artist. Where he’s rough around the edges, Drew is smooth and sweet, everything Cal’s ever wanted. No matter how much Drew pushes him away, Cal won’t turn his back on what’s happening between them.
Drew knows he needs to let go of his past and move forward but fear keeps him paralyzed to do anything about it. He needs to figure it out soon before the only man he’s ever truly loved walks away.
Story Excerpt:
“Sweetie, are you spying on your neighbor again?”
Drew jumped at the sound of his best friend’s voice and banged his elbow on the kitchen faucet. “Crap!” he hissed in pain.
“That’s what you get for spying.” Chloe pointed a finger at him and her smug look annoyed him even further.
“I’m not spying. I’m—” Drew tried to think of a plausible explanation as to why once again she caught him staring out the window at his sexy new neighbor, but his mind drew a blank. “Fuck it. Yes, I was spying on the neighbor.” Drew threw his hands up in the air. “So sue me.”
“Ah, sweetie, I would never do that.” Chloe walked over and pinched his cheek. “I love you way too much for that and it’s because I love you that I’m going to give you some advice.” Drew motioned with his hand for her to get on with it. “You either walk over there and introduce yourself to that fine piece of ass or you seek professional help for your stalking problem.”
Drew rolled his eyes and turned back to the sink and washed out his coffee cup. The sight of a shirtless Cal passed back across the yard as he pushed his lawn mower from one side of the yard to the other. The smell of fresh-cut grass wafted through the window, causing his nose to twitch.
He rested his hip against the hard counter and watched as if hypnotized by the way the sun reflected off Cal’s sweat-covered chest. The man wore an old worn-out pair of jeans that hung loosely on his hips. He could tell Cal had worn them so many times because of the faded white creases in the material. Holes plagued the pants in spots and Drew tilted his head to get a better look.
When Cal reached the far end of his yard, he turned around and pushed back in the other direction. Drew’s eyes roamed upward, eating every inch of Cal’s muscled stomach. The hard planes, coated in a fine layer of sweat. The tan-colored nipples that stood out, a little darker than Cal’s golden skin tone. The V above his hip bone stood prominent against Cal’s skin. Damn, what he wouldn’t give to lick up the ridged valley of the other man’s abdomen.
The other thing that captivated Drew in regards to his handsome neighbor was all the tattoos he had on his arms. They were wrapped around his wrist all the way up to his thick biceps. There were a few on his back and down his flanks.
With Cal being a tattoo artist that had to be expected, Drew assumed. It made Cal look like a bad boy. Something Drew had never been. He was a clean-cut guy one would take home to meet their parents. Cal, on the other hand, was the one parents warned their kids to stay away from. From the dark spikey black hair, piercing light-blues, coupled with the body of a Greek god, Drew knew he didn’t stand a chance in hell of catching Drew’s attention. Guys like that didn’t look at guys like him.
“You’re doing it again,” Chloe sang out. “Dare I say you’re drooling.” Drew smacked her hand away when she touched his chin right under his lip. “Drew, listen, just go talk to him. You’d feel better if you did and you’d stop looking so freaking desperate.”
“I can’t go talk to him.” He folded his arms over his chest, gripping the underside hard, pinching the skin to keep himself from looking out the window again. “I don’t even know if he’s gay.”
“Oh, trust me, he’s a card-caring member of ‘I like to suck dick’ club. And I can’t blame him. I like a good dick in my mouth, too.” She winked at him over the rim of her mug.
“You’re disgusting.” Drew pursed his lips in thought. How does she know Cal’s gay? “Just out of curiosity, what makes you think Cal’s gay?”
“Because”—she drew out the word—“when he caught me sunbathing topless in your backyard he couldn’t have been less interested.”
“You did what?” Drew shouted.
“Hey, I do it all the time. How else do you think I get away without having tan lines?”
“Oh my god.” Drew pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.
“Relax.” Chloe placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed at the knotted muscles. “But back to what I was saying. I was lying out there and, due to the angle of the sun, I was lying facing his house. He came out to water his grass and I said hello. We talked for a few minutes then he went back inside. Now how many straight men do you know that see a naked woman, especially one that looks like this”—she motioned down the front of her body—“and don’t make a move?”
Drew looked down at his friend. Chloe had been voted prom queen and captain of the girls’ softball team. Her overly large blue eyes drew men in like bees to honey. Then from there her wavy blonde hair and lean, tall body with huge breasts had men coming back for seconds. She had the looks of an angel but underneath she was a devil. Had he been a girl he would have hated Chloe but he wasn’t and he loved her more than anything.
“That doesn’t mean anything. He could just be polite and didn’t want to make you feel stupid for wandering around naked.” But secretly he had his fingers crossed that the man was totally gay.
“Well, there’s only one way to find out.” She nudged him toward the door. “Go talk to him.”
Adult Excerpt:
Drew opened under Cal’s probing tongue and Cal eased his way in. He breathed out a sigh of relief and plundered every corner of Drew’s hot, moist mouth. The smooth flesh sizzled against Cal’s tongue.
A car speeding past, honking its horn, had Cal pulling back from Drew. Cal looked over his shoulder and when he turned back around Drew stood staring up at him, his eyes wide and mouth partially opened.
“That was…”
“Perfect.” Cal took a step back and snatched Drew’s hand and hurried down the sidewalk. They reached the tattoo shop he worked out within minutes and Cal popped the locks on his jeep and opened the door for Drew.
The whole way home Cal got to see a side of Drew he had only ever dreamed of. Drew couldn’t keep his hands to himself and sucked hard kisses along Cal’s neck and collarbone. Cal nearly wrecked two different times before he pulled his jeep into his driveway. The thin, lithe fingers curled around the bulge in his jeans had him moaning like a teenager.
“Let’s take this inside, shall we.” Cal pulled Drew’s hand off his dick and climbed out of his car.
It took a moment of Drew fumbling to open his door before he stepped out. Cal chuckled as he grabbed Drew’s hand, pulling Drew toward him. Drew rushed forward so fast Cal barely had time to catch the man in his arms. Cal dropped his hands to grip Drew’s firm ass cheeks. He fell into the door as he tried to turn the knob while not losing his grip on Drew. After a few attempts, the door flew open and Cal stumbled inside, kicking it shut with his foot. With Drew in his arms, he made his way through the darkened house to his bedroom. He fell to the bed, trapping Drew beneath him.
“God, I want you so freaking bad.” Drew tugged at Cal’s shirt. “I get hard just thinking about having you in mouth and body.”
Cal’s hands were out of control as he yanked and pulled at Drew’s shirt, trying to expose more flesh to his greedy hands. His shoved his hand down the back of Drew’s jeans and his blunt nails scraped across the hard, lean muscles clenching tight with every thrust of Drew’s hips.
“Clothes,” Cal moaned into the kiss. “Off.” He sucked on Drew’s tongue as it invaded his mouth. “Now!”
Drew nipped Cal’s bottom lip then pushed against Cal’s chest so he could sit up. Drew gave him a flirty smile as he grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged it free. Cal set about removing his own shirt, but as Drew’s smooth, hairless, golden chest became more revealed, Cal found himself struck still.
Cal tossed his shirt to the floor then pushed Drew gently on the shoulder until he lay flat on his back. He then bent over and stuck out his tongue, licking upward from Drew’s slightly furred treasure trail to the center of his chest, moving to tease his right nipple while he plucked at the left one with his fingers.
“So good,” Drew groaned as his fingers combed through Cal hair, clasping him to Drew’s chest.
Cal teased the dusty-rose-colored peaks for a few more minutes, then moved downward and fumbled with the fastening of Drew’s pants. He had to have a taste. He shoved the stiff material down to midthigh taking Drew’s underwear along with the pants. Cal bent over Drew to bury his nose in the short thatch of trimmed hair surrounding the base of his cock.
“Cal.” Drew arched his hips up off the bed, rubbing his leaking cock into the side of Cal’s face.
Cal grabbed the thick base and angled the flared crown toward his lips. At the first salty taste, Cal moaned out his pleasure. He bobbed his head up and down, taking Drew deeper and deeper with each stroke. The hot, silky flesh felt heavy on his tongue and every time Cal swallowed him down Drew’s dick pulsed.
“Cal, stop.” Drew tugged at his hair. “Please, I don’t want to come without you.”
He let the hardness slip from between his lips and worked his way back up Drew’s body. “Oh yeah.”
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