Little Did He Know That The Man Of His Dreams Is The One He's Supposed To Hate- Protecting His Alien Mate by Clare Dargin #MM #EroticRomance #BDSM #Contemporary #ScifiElements

Contemporary, M/M, Erotic Romance,

 Mild BDSM, Scifi Elements

Blurb

Damian Shepard is no ordinary prison guard. He's a Solarian, an alien race that sought refuge on Earth over a century ago. They live peacefully and anonymously among humanity and prefer to live in the towns they have founded. Because they live longer and are stronger than humans, they’ve created their own system of justice designed specifically to punish members of their race who have committed crimes. 

Shunned by his family for being gay, all Fletcher Voglar wants is a happily-ever-after with a sexy man who loves him. But when he is wrongfully sent to prison by a corrupt official, Fletcher gives up his dreams of having a life filled with love and happiness. One day Damian stumbles upon Fletcher during a routine check of the prisoners where he works. Instantly he knows that the frail yet beautiful human is his destined mate. Finding a mate is one thing but when that perfect man turns out to be an inmate at the prison where he works, Damian’s world is turned upside down. 

But when the opportunity arises to get his mate out of there, Damian jumps at it. The crooked Solarians who threw Fletcher in prison are now after Damian too, and they won't stop until they’re both dead. Can Damian win Fletcher's heart and clear their names or will their enemies kill them before Damian gets a chance?

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Excerpt

“My little sub, on your knees,” Damian said.

In one graceful move, Fletcher obeyed.

“Take everything off, pet.”

Fletcher winked as he slowly undressed. “I don't see why I bother to wear clothes around you, I end up taking them off anyway.”

“Silence, little mate,” Damian said.

“Why do I have to be quiet now? You seem to like the way I make noise in the bedroom.”

Damian chuckled. His little mate's cheeky nature was cute and sweet but very naughty.

“You have now earned your first spanking,” Damian said.

Fletcher mouth hung open and his eyes were wide.

“Why so surprised? You knowingly defied me.” 

“I didn't think you were actually going to do anything.”

“You thought wrong.” Damian patted his lap. “Over my legs, ass up.”

Fletcher screwed his mouth into a crooked line.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Damian asked in a stern, controlled voice.

Fletcher said rolling his eyes. “No, sir.”

“Then place yourself over my lap.”

Damian lifted his hands out of the way as Fletcher lay down over his thighs. It wasn’t graceful, but it got the job done. He had no doubt in time Fletcher would able to do it without fumbling around since Fletcher was a bit bratty.

“I want you to count. I believe ten swats will be sufficient punishment.”

“Yes, sir.”

Damian’s dick hardened. He closed his eyes and concentrated. This was all too exciting. Every inch of his dominant nature was being satisfied.

“You need to pick a safe word. It's a code word to get me to stop if I take things too far.”

“Sir, I have the word I want,” Fletcher said.

“What is it?”

“Velvet.”

“Are you certain this is the word you want to use?” Damian asked amused. He expected the word red or something close to it. Leave it to Fletcher to choose such a gentle and soft word.

“Yes, I'm sure.”

“Then velvet it is.” Damian rubbed the globes of his ass with his large, calloused hands. Damian growled then exhaled a long breath.

“This is not meant to hurt you but to teach you a lesson. If this becomes too much, I want you to tell me. Do not say the word stop. Use your safe word.”

“Yes sir.” Fletcher said.

“Because of your brattiness, you will receive ten strikes. You will count them out, is that clear?”

“Yes, Master.”

“I am not a tyrant. Nevertheless, I am your Dominant so you will respect me as such.”

Damian placed one of his hands on the center of Fletcher's back and ran his other hand over the twin pale globes situated right in front of him. Fletcher's ass was perfectly rounded and curved. After one smack, as the imprint of his hand came up in a nice rosy tint, Fletcher hissed, then his dick sprung to life.

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Hard Times by #AndrewJericho- Prison Masters 1 #MM #Contemporary #Romance #Erotic #BDSM

Blurb:    

[Ménage and More ManLove: Erotic Alternative Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, HEA]

Ace Freeman is the president of Prison Masters, a BDSM club for gay males.  He’s in love with cellmate Tyler Chase and guard Paul Ryder.  Ace is Dominant, desiring to take both men as pets.
As an experienced sub, Tyler wants to give submission to two Masters. He slips an explicit drawing into Ace’s notebook. Later, he blurts out his affections for Paul. Tyler hopes his actions will gain collars from both men.

Underneath Paul’s shy and soft-spoken exterior lies a man who lives the BDSM lifestyle. Paul is a switch. The guard desires a Master who can fulfill his need for no limits, and a pet to dominate. However, Paul knows his desires for Ace and Tyler have the potential to cost his job.

A good Master cares for his pets. Ace believes that principle. Once a triad begins to form, Ace needs to find a way to ensure their love will survive even in the hard times.

Note: This book contains double anal penetration.

A Siren Erotic Romance



Excerpts: 
Story: 

Within two months, Ace was sleeping in Carlos’s bunk every night. One month later, the handsome Latino whispered, Te amo mi amor siempre. Ace still heard his tender voice. That was the first time another man had declared love. Ace had to eat his own words. The same night, he gave his body to the one who would become Master.

Carlos had been twice his age, but neither man cared. I’ll always love you, Master. The sentiment filled Ace’s mind. Tyler stirred, bringing him back to the present.

“Shh, baby,” Ace said. “Sleep. You’re safe.”

For two years, Ace had felt safe in Carlos’s arms, too. The Latino’s gentle touch kept him sane. Carlos had given him the freedom to explore sexuality. From puberty, Ace had wanted to kiss boys. As he grew, so did his desires. Carlos became his best friend, lover, partner, and Master. Then one day, it was all over.

Carlos had been in charge of the Prison Masters’s club. He hated the word “gang.” Carlos believed it incited violence. The group was for gay men, including those interested in the BDSM lifestyle. Submissives were also welcomed. A riot between Prison Masters and White Aryan Resistance had broken out. Carlos was shanked. He bled out in Ace’s arms. Ace still wore Master’s collar. More memories of the man he still loved filled his thoughts.

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“I’ve taught you well, pet.” Carlos’s voice quivered in pain. He reached for Ace’s hand. “I’m so cold.”

“You’re all right. Master, stay awake!”

“Pet, you’re in charge now. You’ll make a good Master, because you’ve known submission.”

“Hardly.”

“One last scene.”

“Anything, Master.”

“My last order—I bind your submission to me. Never give it to another.”

“Never.”

“Mi amour—”

“Master? Master! Wake up! Dammit, don’t leave me!”

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Sometimes ten years ago seemed like yesterday. At others, Carlos was a distant memory. Ace didn’t even have a picture of him. The memories lived in his heart. He would always be in love with Carlos Sanchez. Their final scene would be eternally played. Ace had never given submission to another man. Carlos had symbolically bound them in that dynamic forever. Out of respect for Master, he had never spoken of that moment with anyone.

Ace had become a man in his Latin lover’s arms. Carlos had made love to him first. Then, several months into the commitment, they had negotiated their first scene. BDSM had saved Ace, mentally and physically. The positive effects counteracted the negativity of prison life. While it wasn’t completely negated, it made it bearable.

From the first time Carlos had put him in subspace, Ace craved it. It hadn’t just been the cuffs on his hands and ankles, or the way Carlos flogged him, but his lover’s dominant words. The euphoria came slow, arriving like an evening tide. Once Ace surrendered to it, every inch of flesh tingled. He experienced sensations of tunnel vision. Carlos’s face was the only image visible. BDSM quickly became their preferred form of lovemaking.

After Carlos’s death, Ace had assumed leadership of Prison Masters. The club’s members accepted Ace without question. Even though Ace had been Master’s pet, he was now a Dominant man. Since then, he had experienced Domspace, but subspace would always find its way back. Many nights, Ace recalled Carlos’s final order. Raw arousal burned through his body. He would cuff himself, imagining it was Carlos’s hands buckling the leather. The memories slipped him over the edge.

Some of the club’s older men defined him as a switch. Others saw his dominance. Regardless he had earned their respect. Members from rival gangs didn’t lay a hand on anything belonging to Master.
One afternoon, six months ago, Ace had learned it was possible to be in love with three men—Carlos, Paul, and Tyler. The twink in his arms ignited his dominance in ways no other man had, except for Paul Ryder. Paul started work as a guard a year before Carlos’s death.

The blond-haired, soft-spoken man still worked the midnight to noon shift. He was a decent guy, just trying to do his job.

Prison Masters met each morning at breakfast. The group had nearly two dozen members. Even though Paul was on duty, he always seemed to be more interested in their meetings than guarding. Paul had been friends with Carlos, so it was natural to continue the camaraderie with Ace.

A year ago, Paul’s Dom had passed away, leaving the handsome guard an emotional mess. A few months after the man’s death, Ace had eased Paul’s pain, making him feel like a submissive again. Two months before Tyler arrived, both men admitted their love, but held each other at arm’s length. Ace knew it would cost Paul his job to become involved. What type of life would they have with Paul dividing his time between prison and the outside world? Ace feared the heartbreak.

Sure, he had been with other men besides Paul and Tyler. He had fucked, made love, and even been Master to several during play. Men transferred units, and some got paroled. Prison Masters provided a safe, sane, and consensual place to play, but Carlos had whetted his desires for more. While Carlos had awakened his submission, Tyler peaked his dominance. Ace not only wanted to play with the young man, he wanted a commitment again.




Adult Excerpt

Tyler hoped his eyes reflected the desire in his body. Ace was buckling leather fur-lined cuffs around his wrists. When Ace put the first restraint through one of the cuff’s D-rings, Tyler whimpered. He arched his back off the bed.

“Hold still, pet.”

Ace finished threading the restraint through the D-ring. Then, he slipped it around the gold metal bars of the headboard. He repeated the process with the other cuff. Once Tyler was secured, Ace pressed his mouth to his trembling lips.

“Making that drawing come true,” Ace said.

“Both of you are my fantasy.”

“We know.”

Tyler’s dick ached. His lover’s dominance fueled his submission. Tyler’s whimpers were muffled by a three-way kiss. Tongues tangled. Lips moved against each other.

Paul finally broke away from the kissing. “Always compared it to a gentle hug, keeping me in submission.” He wound a strip of hemp rope around Tyler’s left forearm. Each twist created a neat row. The guard tied the two ends in a center knot. Paul repeated the action on the other arm.

The guard used longer pieces of rope on Tyler’s upper thighs, repeating the same process. “There are many styles of kinbaku.” Paul used the technique on his lower legs. He bound him from the knees, down to his ankles, with rows and neatly placed knots. “Don’t want your legs completely restrained together. Couldn’t fuck.”

“We’d fuck, Master,” Tyler replied.

Tyler had been restrained before, but never in the intricate weavings of kinbaku. Paul was right, it was a gentle hug. The sensation of the guard’s rope work, combined with Ace’s restraints, pushed Tyler toward his inferno.

The young man couldn’t decide who was hotter. Both men had smokin’ physiques. As their skin brushed his, Tyler’s flesh tingled. Ace and Paul were back between his legs. Two sets of hands caressed him. Lips skimmed his neck, shoulders, and chest. Paul took a nipple into his mouth, teasing the hard peak with his tongue. Tyler cried out. Ace’s hand smacked his ass.

“Get you warmed up,” Ace said.

“And worked up,” Paul said.

The guard moved down his body. His lover bent his legs against his chest. Paul licked Tyler’s rim, circling the opening.

“Holy fuck,” Tyler spoke.

Paul sank his tongue inside Tyler’s ass. “Are you Master’s slut?” Paul’s tongue teased his rim again. “Expect you to answer me, if you want it back inside you.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Don’t forget again.”

The fullness of Paul’s tongue pressed back inside. The guard’s fingertips kneaded his buttocks, keeping the cheeks apart. Tyler whimpered. Ace’s hand spanked his ass again. Paul mirrored the action on his other hip.

Tyler’s dick was rock hard, laying at an angle against his abdomen. Each strike of his lovers’ hands produced a stream of pre-cum. Ace was licking the juice from his cock head.

“Put me in your mouth, Master,” Tyler pleaded.

Ace hesitated, teasing his swollen head with his tongue.

“Dammit, put me in your mouth!”

“Pets don’t make demands.”

Tyler smiled. “I’m a brat, remember?”

“Yeah, we know,” Paul replied. The guard resumed fucking Tyler’s ass with his tongue.

Ace wrapped his mouth around his shaft. Tyler writhed on the bed. He pulled at his restraints. The young man arched his back off the bed. Ace pushed him back down.

“Love you, Master.”

“I love you, pet.”

After several swirls of Ace’s tongue on the shaft, Tyler’s cock was removed from his lover’s mouth. Tyler protested, yanking at his restraints.

“Yeah, you’re a brat,” Ace said, “a brat who’s going to watch me get his other Master aroused.”

Tyler was trembling. A warm sweat broke out over his skin. The base of his spine tingled as his release built. The smack of hands on his ass cheeks, elicited another moan. He didn’t know how he would survive watching Ace fuck Paul, but he damn sure knew it would keep the inferno smoldering hot.

Ace pulled Paul to the center of the bed. Both men knelt in front of Tyler.Hot. So fucking hot. Ace’s tongue inside Paul’s mouth kept a steady stream of pre-cum running down Tyler’s shaft. The guard’s moans sent electrical current to Tyler’s dick.

“Fuck him, Master.”

“Pet doesn’t like to just be taken. Have to break that wall of shyness.”

Ace’s hands were caressing Paul’s body. Fingertips smoothed the guard’s muscles. Tyler bit his lip when Ace’s tenderness turned to smacks against their lover’s ass. Paul’s eyes closed in pleasure.

“Master,” Paul said.

“Submit, pet.”

They touched each other with familiar affection. The dynamic Ace shared with Paul went beyond Dominance and submission. The couple shared a private passion. Tyler recalled his own intimacy with the president of Prison Masters. Right now, that same man was giving what another needed.

“Those needs I couldn’t satisfy before won’t go unmet,” Ace said. He placed a finger against Paul’s mouth. “Don’t speak.”

Paul brushed a hand against his eyes. Tyler knew it was to hide tears.

“I love you, Master.”

“I love you, pet.”

Holy hell. Sweet Jesus. Ace put a ball gag in Paul’s mouth. Tyler must have missed Ace dragging that out his duffel bag, as well as white nylon rope, and the black flogger on the foot of the bed.
Ace turned Paul around, binding their lover’s wrists behind his back. His partner was whispering into the guard’s ear, with each twist of the rope. What was said was not important, but the look on Paul’s face was. Damn. Holy Fuck. Paul was a little slut, too, in Master’s arms.

Paul nodded. Ace picked up the flogger. Tyler expected to see hard lashes against their lover’s back. Instead, Ace wielded the implement in gentle strokes. The tails caressed Paul’s back in erotic massage.

Restrained and bound, the fantasies of Tyler’s drawings were coming true. Seeing his two Masters play was even better. Paul was the hottest switch Tyler had ever known. The man slipped from Dominance to submission smoothly. Tyler already had a taste of Paul. He wanted more.

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#Destined, #Denial and #Betrayal- The Unrequited Trilogy by #AmaraLebel #Contemporary #Erotic #Romance #MM

DESTINED (The Unrequited Trilogy #3)

Release Date: February 3rd 2016

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Blurb:

Several months have past since Tristan and Joshua's relationship was pushed to its limit, in the worst of ways, yet they managed to overcome the lies and deceit.

Their relationship is now stronger than it’s ever been, however, a single phone call may be about to change all of that. As Tristan discovers something that could irrevocably destroy everything they have built, Joshua has a life altering decision to make.

In this final instalment of the Unrequited Trilogy, Tristan and Joshua’s relationship is faced with yet another complication. One neither of them would ever have seen coming. With the arrival of a new man in Tristan’s life, will Joshua make his lover’s fear a reality, or will he prove that their love is indeed destined?


Story Excerpt:

“To think you’d do something like that for a man shocks me. Damn, no matter how nice I asked in the past, you always told me to fuck off and deal with it. Don’t tell me our little Skye is in love?”
Skye blushed furiously as she jumped up out of her seat.

“Your schedule is pretty empty today, boss man. I suggest we eat lunch in and go over some of those quarterly repair reports. The annual report is due soon.”

“Okay, I’ll give you the topic change, but just this once.” With a smirk, he grabbed his cell phone off of the pile of papers he had been working on. “Good idea on lunch. I’ll message Joshua and see if he wants to join us. I’m sure he’ll be itching to hear all about Mr. Indie-author Carson.”

Skye gasped playfully. “Shit, I can see it now. The Spanish Inquisition will have nothing on Josh. He keeps warning me about payback.” Smiling softly, she turned back toward the door. “I’ll go get the reports and some menus. You call Hottie, and no carrying stories while my back is turned, or else!”

Tristan hit speed dial on his cell as he watched Skye flounce from the room. He’d have sworn he seen sparkles and butterflies floating around her head a few seconds ago. She was that high on love. A scary image indeed. Chuckling, Tristan turned in his seat to glance out of the large windows lining one side of his office. It was a beautiful day. The sun was high in the cloudless sky, illuminating the newly planted flowerbeds below. He loved this time of year and enjoyed watching the trees grow lush and green as colorful blossoms lined their thick trunks.

“Hello, handsome. What can I do for you?” Tristan smiled at the sound of his man’s voice. He loved that southern accent. Husky and deep. Alluring. “Tristan?”

“Oh, um, sorry, baby. I got lost in one of those Joshua daydreams.” Joshua laughed out loud, and the sound delighted Tristan. “Are you free for lunch today? Skye is in schoolmistress mode and is making me play catch-up with my reports. We’re eating in. Join us, please.”

“I’d love to. I’m free until two, and then I have a shopping date with Cal. He’s being all top secret about the location, so I’ve no idea what’s going on. He also mentioned something about a ring. Damn, I should never have asked him out.”

Tristan frowned as he continued to listen to his man talk. It wouldn’t be unusual for Callum to want to go ring shopping for Kari. Their two-year anniversary was drawing near after all. Speaking of which, his and Joshua’s one-year anniversary wasn’t that far away either.

 “I’m sure you’ll have a great time dealing with him, baby. Just stop by the office any time. Can’t wait to see you.”

“Will do, handsome. Be there soon. I love you.”

Tristan smiled as those sweet words resonated within him. He loved hearing them whispered from his lover’s lips.

“I love you too. See you soon.”

Without another word, Tristan disconnected the call just as Skye came marching back through the double doors of his office. “Now then, let’s do this, boss man!”

Twenty minutes, and a shitload of paperwork, later, Joshua strolled through Tristan’soffice door, a beautiful smile in place.

“Hello, you sexy fuckers, where are my kisses?”

Skye squealed in delight, pretending to faint in a total fangirl move as Joshua swooped in to lay a chaste kiss on her lips.

“Yeah, baby. That’s what I’m talking about.” With that lopsided grin of his, Joshua then moved around the huge leather chair Skye was laying in to make his way toward Tristan. “Now it’s your turn, handsome.”

Tristan arched a brow, feigning indifference as he watched his man with rapt eyes. He loved this playful side of him. It got him hotter than when Joshua went caveman on his ass.

“I have no idea what you mean, sir, but you will not find any kisses here.” The mischievously hot expression that crossed his lover’s features just screamed that Joshua would get his kiss, and more. Yet before he could voice as much, he was attacked from behind.

“I’ll take his kiss. Forget him. Gimme!” Skye pounced on Joshua, making all three of them laugh, just as there was a sharp knock at the door. “Shit! Saved by the lunch bell, Mr. Malone. For now.”

As Skye skipped off to sort lunch, Joshua turned back to him, brows frowned. “So, what’s going on with our girl? I never thought I’d see the day when she lost all that doom and gloom makeup of hers.” Her unladylike grunt indicated that she’d heard what was being said, but it didn’t deter Joshua.

“She is a looker, not that she wasn’t always, but damn. I’m going to get in trouble one of these days. I just know it.”

Skye glanced over her shoulder from her spot at the table, a questioning look in her eyes. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Joshua grunted at her in return, twining his fingers through Tristan’s as he headed toward the table his assistant was laying out for them. “It means if anyone so much as looks at you funny I will have to spank them. Hard.”

When Skye only rolled her eyes, Tristan had to fight off a chuckle. Joshua was being serious. He thought of the girl as a sister, and if anyone hurt her, then they would surely feel Joshua’s wrath. Feeling the need to reassure his man, Tristan wrapped an arm about Joshua’s waist, pulling him in for a quick kiss.

“It’s okay, baby. We’ve had this discussion already. I’ve got the guy’s name and number. If there is anything off about him, then we’ll be able to deal with it quickly and save our girl’s virtue.”

This time Skye was the one to laugh. “Virtue? Sure, guys, you have fun trying to find that shit, never mind saving it. Now, enough about my love life. Food is ready.”

Taking a seat, Tristan glanced at the buffet laid out before him. It looked more like a wedding brunch menu than something three friends would enjoy on any other normal day of the week. The table was covered with a sheet of crisp white linen, and the centre piece was made up of the most beautiful yellow sunflowers he had seen so far this season. There was a selection of hors d’œuvres, from crab and avocado toast to glazed salmon, smoked shrimp, and warm olives. All of which were a mix of his and Joshua’s favorites. These were accompanied with a selection of fresh sandwiches, stuffed potato skins, pasta, soups, and sliced vegetables for dipping. A bottle of champagne was chilling in an ice bucket next to a glass bottle of orange juice and several other bottled sodas. And a Meissen porcelain teapot was steaming next to a tray full of pastries, cupcakes, and fresh fruit. As usual, Skye had outdone herself.

“Bon appétit, mes coeurs.”

Joshua growled low in Skye’s direction, putting on his best French accent as he began to tease her once more. Their combined laughter was music to Tristan’s ears. Taking a plate each, they tucked into one the best lunches Tristan had had in a long time. There was a lot to be said for spending time with your loved ones.

© Amara Lebel, Siren Publishing, 2016


Adult Excerpt:

Propping his intoxicated man against the sink basin, Josh reached into the stall and switched on the double-headed shower. Once satisfied with the temperature, he slowly eased Tristan into the warm flow before going to close the door.

“No! Come with me, baby. What if I fall over?” Pouting like a sulky kid, Tristan stared through the glass door, his eyes heavy lidded with sleep yet full of heat. “I’ll make it worth your while.” Licking his plump, dusky-colored lips, Tristan arched, his hips undulating as he stroked his bare chest. “Don’t make me beg.”

On a groan, Josh pushed his boxers off, exposing the powerful erection beneath, before rushing toward his lover. Panting hard, they met in the middle, all else forgotten as their mouths came together in a wet, sloppy kiss. Tristan swallowed Josh’s low groan as he flattened himself flush against Josh’s solid chest, deepening their kiss, tongues caressing and teeth lightly nipping.

“…love…you…” Moving away, Tristan kissed a path downward until he was on his knees.
“T, wai—”

His words were cut short as his lover wasted no time fisting Josh’s throbbing shaft and easing the blunt head into his welcoming mouth.

“Fuck!” Swinging his hips, he sank balls deep into the warm cavern of Tristan’s throat, humming in delight as his man took everything he had to give. “That’s so damn good. Always, fuck.” Tristan moved forward, changing the angle of his strokes as his head bobbed back and forth along Josh’s now slick shaft. The rhythm and suction making his sac draw up tight as he shuddered in delight.

“Dammit!”

With a wet plop, Tristan released Josh’s cock, glancing up at him from under hooded eyes as he continued to stroke him off. The steam from the shower cloaking him in an ethereal mist.  He was so damn beautiful. Those piercing gray eyes of his, lined with such dark lashes, burned fiercely with both love and lust.

“I adore that face. Seeing the pleasure I make you feel. Knowing that I’m the only one who can do that to you.” Tristan’s voice was husky, the deep tone making Josh’s cock twitch. “That’s right, baby.” With an attentive tongue, he flicked the tip of Josh’s ruddy, bulbous head. Suckling on it lightly he teased every ridge and groove tortuously.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to come. Hard.”

Squeezing the base of Josh’s throbbing shaft, Tristan smirked before doubling his efforts. On a grunt, Josh threaded his hands into his lover’s dark, lush locks as he continued to thrust shallowly, gasping and groaning as his man took him over the edge with his mouth alone.

“Don’t. Shit!”

Josh came on a surge, his cock kicking and pulsing as Tristan sucked him dry. His man was amazing and as per usual Tristan took great pride in cleaning Josh up, igniting a white-hot fire deep within his gut. It increased his passion and excitement to almost unbearable levels.

“I need you. Take me, T, now!”

On a grunt, Tristan tugged hard on Josh’s hand, bringing him down onto his knees so they were face to face. “Turn around.”

Doing as he was told, Josh turned to place his palms on the cool tiled wall, thrusting his ass back against his man’s hot, throbbing shaft. “Fuck, I need you too, baby.”

Panting hard, Tristan rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against the tight entrance of Josh’s hole as he reached overhead for the shower gel. Josh watched raptly as his lover lathered his fingers with the cold liquid, teasing and preparing Josh for his intrusion. “I can’t…hell—”

Growling low in his throat, Tristan began to thrust against Josh harder and harder, the tip of his cock pushing inside inch by inch until he was buried to the root.

“Hurry, T. I’m about to fucking die here.”

Tristan chuckled, his hot breath fanning Josh’s throat as he leaned forward to place chaste kisses to his jaw. “Hold on tight.”

He didn’t give Josh time to brace himself, however. On another deep growl, Tristan straightened up on his knees and began a hard punishing rhythm as he pounded into Josh from behind. The force of each perfectly angled thrust had both their breaths leaving them on harsh puffs.

“So. Damn. Good. Fuck!”

Josh nodded in agreement because words failed him. He could barely breathe, never mind talk. His jaw was too busy clenching down hard in pleasure to allow for anything else. He was so fucking close to losing it.

“Tristan. Please.” White-hot heat suffused his entire body, the blood rushing to his ears and drowning out all other sounds in the room. “Please.” His cock throbbed deliciously. “Please.” His balls grew up tight, and his lower back tingled as he met Tristan’s thrust for thrust.

“Please! I’m going to” Just as Josh was about to find his release, Tristan reached around to grip the base of his shaft, stilling them both as he leaned in close.

“Never forget this moment, baby. Never forget that only I can do this for you. That nobody else will ever know you, or your body, this well. That only I can ever love you this much.” Josh cried out unintelligibly as he tried to thrust into his lover’s tight fist. “Tell me you understand. Tell me you love me as much as I do you, Joshua.”

Popping his eyelids open, Josh turned his head to the side, his forehead meeting Tristan’s as they fought for breath. Why was Tristan saying this stuff? He knew what he meant to Josh, and vice versa. But right now Josh’s body was too eager for release to fixate on anything else.

“I do…love you. Please, T. Please!”

Without another word, Tristan thrust forward, his hot cock burning Josh from the inside out as it hit that sweet spot over and over again. On a roar, Josh came, his hands sliding down the tiles as he collapsed in a sated heap. Jesus, his man knew exactly what way to work him to make him fall to pieces in his arms.

“Damn, baby. I love you so fucking much. Let’s get out of here. All I want to do is hold you.”
Reaching over Josh’s head, Tristan switched off the shower before leading them both outside, where he took his time drying them with large fluffy towels.

“Come to bed with me.” As usual, Josh was unable to refuse, so he meekly followed his man to bed, curling into his side as he opened his arms wide. “I love you, Joshua Malone. No matter what happens, I’ll always love you. Never forget that.”

 “I know. Just as I love you, T.”

© Amara Lebel, Siren Publishing, 2016

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DENIAL (book #1)

Blurb:

Tristan Bailey is a man who never takes no for an answer in anything he does or wants. Life treats him good as the CEO of his own airline, and one of New York's finest bachelors. Men and women alike fall at his feet, the world opens to him without complaint. There isn't much he desires. Until he lays eyes on Joshua, that is.

Death has become a living nightmare for Joshua Malone. No matter what he does, a past riveted with pain and destruction follows him and forces him to make life decisions he would rather not. Josh never wanted to be reminded of the heartache that loving someone could bring, but he finds himself struggling to deny Tristan's advances.

Two different worlds collide in a heated meeting of longing and lust. Can the inner fears of one be laid to rest by the newfound love for the other, or will they both be denied?

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BETRAYAL (book #2)

Blurb:

Following the difficult trials leading to their newfound relationship, Tristan and Joshua thought things would get easier. They had fought their dark pasts together, and made a vow to never allow them to control their lives again.

Now a whole new kind of complication has arrived to test their loyalty and trust. A sexy complication in the form of Logan Mclean.

Lust, lies and emotions run rampant as the Scottish businessman wedges himself between the lovers. Have Tristan and Joshua truly laid the ghosts of their pasts to rest, or will they allow another’s desires to ruin everything? For in this ever growing world of emotion, one step can lead to either complete happiness, or an ultimate betrayal.


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Author Bio:

I am an Erotic Romance and ManLove author. A huge fan of all things male; I watch, read and drool over everything to do with them. Yes, I am a little perverted, yet in a good way. I have a vast Yaoi collection, and spend my time fantasizing about steamy scenes of male love, sensual encounters, and so much more.

With a little encouragement I eventually put pen to paper and wrote my first ever MM romance, Denial (The Unrequited Trilogy #1), which was published in Sept 2014 by Siren Publishing Inc. Now I take great pride in sharing my erotic stories of forbidden lust and enchanted romance with all of you, my fellow depraved sensualists.

A true Irish lass born and raised I come from a small town in Northern Ireland, where I now live with my handsome (French) hubby and gorgeous family. I'm a full time mum of three, and believe me when I say they keep me busy. I spend my days chasing after my lil darlings, my nights lost in Yaoi, and thanks to my amazing husband I spend my weekends writing up a storm.

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Salacious! A Boxset of Contemporary, BDSM, Menage and M/M Lovers by Eight Bestselling Erotic Romance Authors

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Salacious A boxset, sure to satisfy contemporary BDSM, ménage and MM lovers, written by eight bestselling and award-winning erotic romance authors.

Frisky Business (Frisky Romance #1) by Michele Bardsley Synopsis: When Claire Williams is talked into one last favor for her ex-boss, magazine publisher Lucius Devereaux, she never imagines she’ll end up at a BDSM resort. Worse, she accidentally stumbles into a slave auction— and finds herself sold to a mysterious, masked Dom who promises to show her passion beyond her wildest desires. After the billionaire magazine owner buys his almost ex-assistant under the guise of a Dominant, he’s not sure how long he’ll be able to keep his identity secret. He’s wanted the beautiful, strong woman since the moment she started working for him. Now, he has a chance to show her true pleasure. Still, the only thing Lucius wants more than Claire’s body… is her heart.

Seducing My Billionaire Boss by Cynthia Sax
Synopsis: I have to land the position Robert Reyes, the CFO of Powers Corporation, recently posted. My friend’s health depends on it. I’ve heard the rumors— that Rob will require… extra duties from this new hire. He’s young, handsome, intelligent. Pleasing him won’t be a hardship. Not falling in love with him will be the big challenge. I’ve lusted after Rob for years, like him more than is prudent, dream of him every night. Touching his body, tasting the salt on his skin, will be both a self-inflicted torment and a fantasy come true. I’ll be a convenience for my hunky executive. This is a job, not a romance. As long as both of us remember this, our relationship should work.

The Dirty Martini (Cocktails Book Four) by Renee George
Synopsis: When bartender Chris Lawson goes into shock after getting the worst news of his life, he wakes up in the arms of Marty Lincoln, an Army Ranger on leave from his post. Even in his grief, Chris feels instantly connected to the war ravaged vet. Only two problems: Marty is his boss’s younger brother. And even if that wasn’t an obstacle, the battle-hardened Ranger is straight. Or is he?

Curing Doctor Vincent (The Good Doctor, Book 1) by Renea Mason
Synopsis: Elaine Watkins, Public Relations Advisor, is surprised when she receives a summons from the very attractive and enigmatic Dr. Xavier Vincent. She worships the talented physician and company icon responsible for developing the cure that saved her sister’s life and isn’t immune to his charm. Even though puzzled by his request, she is excited and eager to get started on his latest project. But Dr. Vincent has other ideas. Instead of discussing cures, drugs and marketing strategies, he asks Elaine to join him in Paris to indulge his unique sexual appetites. Torn between gratitude for saving her sister, her attraction for the powerful man and compromising her pre-conceived notions of sexuality, she must decide if it’s easier to feed his desires or walk away. Until she devises a plan of her own.
“Make no mistake, Elaine, I am a king. Kings command and conquer. They are brutal and uncompromising. You don’t want a king. Face it, you came here expecting a saint.” —Dr. Xavier Vincent

Red Hot (A Sapphire Club Masquerade Novella) by Erzabet Bishop
Synopsis: One bet. One kiss is all it takes. Girl’s night out was supposed to be her downtime, but Justine Harwood finds herself staring temptation in the face when her author buddies give her a dare she can’t refuse. But Justine has secrets of her own. A polka dot dress and some seductive intentions are all Justine needs when she heads to The Sapphire Club to meet her girlfriend and hopefully a new boy toy. Because some men just need to learn their manners and Justine is just the woman to teach them. If you can’t stand the sizzle, step away from the fire… Brendan is a secret submissive, torn between his working day world as a local news reporter and his fantasy world at The Sapphire Club. He loves to watch, but when he steps too close to the object of his desire, will he be able to back away before he gets burned?

Stuck In Between (A Bound by Your Love Series novel) by Blakely Bennett
Synopsis: Jacqs is a twenty-eight year old woman caught up in an on again, off again relationship with Bond, who is her best friend and the one who causes her the most heartache. She succumbs, yet again, to his powerful charisma, but vows not make it into more than it is, a great night of sex. Bond, too sexy for his own good, wants Jacqs for himself as he “dates” his way through the female population of South Florida. He selfishly doesn’t see the conflict of interest. Red, Bond’s best friend, has watched Bond take Jacqs for granted for way too long and soon stakes his own claim on her. Will Red and Jacqs budding relationship pull apart their tight-knit group of friends and will Jacqs survive being Stuck in Between.

Sin at Sea (A Sinful Series Novel) by Emma Nichols
Synopsis: When Alysin decided to surprise her boyfriend at work with dinner, the surprise was on her. Since he was going at it with his secretary on the conference table, she packed a bag and called her BFF. Jolie and Alysin had been traveling the country, working as digital nomads for ten years ever since graduation. Taking this as a sign it was time for a new move, they decided to take a cruise, regroup, and make a plan. Then she meets Mr. Bedroom Eyes. Following her lead, they pretend to be married so she can rid herself of the guy who started hitting on her before the boat left the dock. Though it was supposed to be a momentary arrangement, he asks her to take it one step farther. Then another. Along the way, Alysin learns she won’t have to fake an orgasm if she’s with someone who knows what to do, not all men suck, but the best ones suck really well, and sometimes what starts out as something pretend, can fast become something completely real. Will the woman who lives life with no regrets, regret she made the stupid rule about not exchanging names and contact info?

Blind Taste Test by Anne Lange
Synopsis: An erotic romance author who needs to inject more realism into her sex scenes finds herself in the middle of a blind taste test in which she’s the dish for a double helping of dessert.

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Intoxicating
A boxset, sure to satisfy erotic romance lovers, written by seven contemporary romance authors.

Sucked Into Love (Bachelorette Party Series #1) by Rochelle Paige Synopsis: It’s just Jocelyn’s luck that she meets her match at the fake bachelorette party her best friend throws for her… She knows better than to get pulled into any of Cee-Cee’s antics. It must have been sheer exhaustion that made her agree to help her best friend out with a work project – one that ended up with her playing bachelorette for the night! No man ever wants to be knocked off his feet by a woman he meets while she’s wearing a bachelorette “suck for a buck” shirt… Andrew knows that he wants Jocelyn the moment he lays eyes on her, but he’s never been one to poach on another man’s territory. He walks away but finds himself changed by the experience. Imagine his surprise when he sees her again, only to discover she isn’t married and has never even been engaged. Although this is book one in the Bachelorette Party series, there is no cliffhanger. Each book features a different couple. And if you’ve read the Blythe College series, you’ll see some familiar faces in Sucked Into Love.

The Only One For Her by Carlie Sexton
Synopsis: When is a heart too broken to fix? Just days before his wedding, handsome, successful entrepreneur, Trace Michaels, finds out his love wasn’t enough. With a broken heart, Trace lands in Maui, hoping to find solace in the beautiful island. What he finds is beauty, but in the form of an alluring, grieving woman. One he feels an instant and inescapable attraction to. Young widow, Lindy Bernard, had her heart broken when her husband died. In Maui to reluctantly close a chapter in her life, she suddenly finds herself in the arms of a drop-dead, gorgeous Adonis. After his relentless pursuit, Lindy and Trace begin to find healing… only to have that endangered by a secret threatening to tear them apart. All is not what it seems in Trace’s company, and it seems one woman has set out to ruin him. Can he juggle the odious plots against him while chasing the woman of his heart? Will she wait or are some hearts too broken to be fixed?

Cop Shot by Lexi Ostrow
Synopsis: Bridget O’Casey has wanted nothing more than to be a cop since she was a little girl and used to listen to her dad’s stories. He however, was completely against it and she found herself modeling. When he was gunned down on a chase it only furthered her desire to put her life in a different direction and finally enroll in the academy. She wanted revenge for her father’s death and honoring him was the only way to really do so. A night of partying before the first day could spell disaster when she finds out who the deadly handsome man was. Jeremy Trellins is a high profile detective. When things get slightly of out control and he’s put on training duty he wanted nothing to do with it. Until he found out the woman he slept with the night before was now one of the recruits. He’s torn between his duty and his desire and she’s not giving him any indication she doesn’t want him right back. When a series of police station shootings break out across southern California things get shaky as the academy must make the choice to train, or shut down. When a link to Bridget appears with the killings there is so much more on the line for Bridget then she realized. It’s not all black and white as Bridget takes the connection to the killer and her own thoughts of revenge resurface. She will have to find a way to balance training, a not so secret relationship that could both of them removed from the force and a killer that has his sites on her.

A Favor by Fiona Murphy
Synopsis: Zoe has been called cold and empty and undeserving of love when she can’t give it back. It isn’t how she wants be, but she knows no way of changing it, so she understands and hasn’t gone looking for a relationship. But then it finds her in the form of Sam King. Sam is a former Ranger, scarred on the outside from a mission that forced him out. The security contracting company needs Sam, but very soon Zoe realizes she needs him too. But it isn’t fair to get involved with him when he’s already been hurt, she has no right to add to his pain. But Sam is insistent that he’s not looking for a relationship— sex is all he wants and needs from her. Fighting Sam and her body is a lost cause, and she gives in. Soon she’s the one wanting more from Sam, but how can she find a way to not be cold and empty? Is it her turn to end up hurt at the end?

One Summer by Kassandra Wylde
Synopsis: Twenty-two-year-old recent nursing graduate Amy is headed to Greece – much to her parents’ chagrin. They want to keep her home in Arizona where they can keep an eye on her. Amy wants adventure, though, and quickly falls for her gorgeous Greek professor, Dimitri. When Amy finds out that her Greek god is married, and meets his beautiful wife, Lydia, she is torn between her attraction and respect for their marriage. Then when Lydia makes Amy an offer she can’t refuse, she struggles with the possibility that if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Despite her concerns, eventually she gives in to Lydia’s encouragement, and Amy and Dimitri’s passionate affair is everything Amy has ever dreamed of. What starts out as a breezy summer fling, however, becomes a struggle for happily ever after when the lovers are faced with the ultimate betrayal. They must learn to trust again in order for their love to survive, but is it too much to ask?

When Forever Ends (The Maxwell Series, Book 1) by Mariah Kingsley
Synopsis: Charles has loved Vivian with all of his heart for the past twenty years, but after overhearing a conversation between her and her girlfriends he learns that she doesn’t feel the same. Cassie and Mason have tried and failed at having a family, and the loss has begun to change the way the love that was once so solid. Cassie has the job opportunity that will take her away from her husband for a few months. Hoping that the time away will bring them closer together. Charles and Cassie become great friends and after a short time they begin to confide in each other about their greatest fears. Their failing marriages. With the commitment to help each other fix their dying marriages they begin to see all that they were missing in each other.

Masked Hearts (Book 1 in the Holiday Cafe Series) by Evelyn Aster
Synopsis: Mark is a rich single dad crazy about his son’s teacher. Sienna, recently ditched at the altar, refuses to date him but agrees to nights of breathless sex in his expansive house in the foothills. On a whim, she binds herself to the tie rack in his closet and realizes how much she trusts him with her body. But will she ever trust him with her heart?

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Caught on the Rebound by Clair de Lune

Thank you for hosting me for my latest book, Caught on the Rebound. This book releases on February 3rd with Siren Publishing. If your readers would like to they can post questions to me on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/nell.brown.353 and I will answer them as I see them.

Caught on the Rebound : Prometheus in Chains 14

Blurb:

Once bitten, twice shy. Jaimie Scott is determined he'll have no more dominating men in his life after escaping an abusive partner, then he meets trainee Dom, Niall Stewart. He's attracted to Jaimie and willing to woo him slowly, as he introduces him to BDSM. Another sub has different ideas. Believing that Niall loved her before Jaimie came on the scene, Gillian will stop at nothing to get Jaimie out of the picture, and it's only by putting himself at risk again that Jaimie can reveal her true nature.

Just when happiness is within Jaimie's grasp, Zack makes a play to regain him and Niall is devastated. How far is Jaimie prepared to go this time in the pursuit of love and happiness?

** MM… BDSM with spanking, Kinbaku and fire-play

BOOK COVER… in a separate attachment

Background to the story

Prometheus in Chains no 14 and the story of Jaimie Wright and Niall Stuart with the help of a few old friends.

STORY EXCERPT:

"Jaimie, I'm home. I got you a present, come and see,"

"Zack, you know I love presents what is it? It looks big and expensive. Thank you." Jaimie started to unwrap the gift. He was excited and rather relieved. Things had been very tense lately between them and he hoped that this was a peace-offering. He wanted nothing so much as to turn back the clock and put the last six weeks behind them. He finished unwrapping the gift. It was a pink vanity-case decorated with butterflies.

"Go on open it. What are you waiting for?" Zack asked. Jaimie's heart sank. This was to be no reconciliation. He opened the case to find an up-market range of skin care products. Wordlessly he looked at Zack.

"These are so expensive," he murmured diplomatically.

"That doesn't matter at all. I want you to have the best. Your skin needs care. Using these will make you look so much better."

"I take care of my skin, you know I do. What's wrong with my own range?"

"They are too harsh. When you take off your make-up with these, they will leave your skin so much softer and cleaner," Zack explained.

"I told you I won't wear make-up, and I meant it," Jaimie said firmly.

"Won't you try one more time, just to please me?" Zack wheedled.

"I hate it. I look like a clown. Can't you leave it, just to please me?"

"No I can't and I won't."

Zack advanced and Jaimie retreated. He was smaller and slighter than his partner, and so he never won when things became physical, as they had, all too often, lately. Zack's handsome face took on an ugly sneer, as he backed Jaimie into a corner.

"You behave like a girl, why won't you wear the make-up. You need all the help you can get. I've no idea why I've put up with you for so long."

"Zack. Why are you doing this? I don't want to wear that stuff. What's wrong all of a sudden? You always said you liked the way I looked before. What's changed?"

"Maybe my eyes have been opened. I can do a lot better than you. You aren't much to look at, and you don't pull your weight. When I try to get you to improve your look you refuse," Zack snarled. Jaimie couldn't believe his ears.

"You always said I looked very smart before you started this business of the make-up. You were the one who didn't want me to take on more clients. You said you earned enough and we didn't need the extra," he said.

"Well I have a position to keep up. I don't want it known that my partner is a skivvy for all and sundry."

"How will it help your position if I wear make-up and garish clothes? I don't work for just anyone. I choose my clients carefully. They are all well-off and very kind."

"Yes and there are precious few of them. They exploit you and laugh at you behind your back. You're still nothing but a glorified char-lady and that's not good enough for me. I won't have people poking fun at me because of you."

"I don't understand. Has someone said something? They don't matter, but they'd really go to town if I went out with you dressed in sequins, with a painted face," Jaimie said.

"You always have an answer for everything," Zack shouted and then he raised his hand and hit Jaimie. 

After the first one he seemed to lose all control of himself and the blows rained down. Jaimie had learned, from bitter experience, that to resist just increased the severity and duration of the beating. When Zack grew tired he threw the vanity case on top of Jaimie and stormed out, slamming the door.

Jaimie remained on the floor, curled in a ball. After a long while he got up. He didn’t know how long he'd stayed there. The dinner will be ruined. What a stupid thing to think about. I must get in the bath.

He managed to get to the bathroom, where he ran himself a hot bath adding salt to the hot water. Then he undressed and sank gratefully into the blessed warmth. He was too tired and upset to think but he knew that things couldn’t go on like this. 

I have to do something, but what can I do? Where can I go? 

The rapidly cooling water told him it was time to get out of the bath. He was less stiff and sore than before, but he knew that it was only a temporary reprieve. He managed to eat a little of the dinner he'd made and put the rest in the bin. 

If Zack wants food he can get it for himself. It will serve him right and it may make him realise just how much I've been doing for him. Jaimie grimaced. He won't even notice.

He got into bed and fell asleep almost at once.

He was awakened by the light's being switched on. Zack was there and cramming his belongings into a suitcase. Jaimie tried to sit up but he was too sore. Usually Zack would slam out of the flat, but when he came back hours later, he would beg Jaimie’s pardon and promise not to do it again. This time as he packed a bag he gave Jaimie an ultimatum.

"I'm tired of you. I want you gone. You have a week to get out of my flat. Anything of yours that's left here after that will be put into the dustbin.” 

The door slammed and Zack was gone. Jaimie was numb with shock. He lay back on the pillows, as his mind struggled to understand what had just happened. He went over the past six weeks and realized he'd been a fool to think it would all be all right. Something would have to be done, but what?

© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2016

ADULT EXCERPT

Time to get things moving. I had to give him time to think about what we discussed in the club, but I just can’t hold off any longer.

Jaimie’s trim figure was encased in a tight dove-grey T-shirt and slate-blue tweed trousers, which were moulded to his firm buttocks, leaving nothing to the imagination as he moved from sink to chopping-board. Niall put down the small tray and walked over to Jaimie. He pressed himself to his man’s back, and his arms encircled Jamie’s waist. The knife clattered as it fell onto the board. Niall growled and bent to nip his man’s neck, and then he ran his tongue over the same place, soothing the sting. He was delighted to see Jaimie’s head drop forward, his whole attitude one of surrender.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. I’ve tried to be patient, for your sake especially since we spoke about it in the club, but I can’t wait. If you don’t want it, say so now before it’s too late,” he said in a voice that was gruff to his own ears.

“I’ve been wanting it, too. I couldn’t make up my mind if you fancied me or not. I thought I’d made my position plain when we talked in the club, and I didn’t want to push because I love living here and would hate to make our situation awkward.”

“What a pair of silly buggers. Llewellyn would give us the length of his tongue for not talking about this,” Niall said with a chuckle, and then he pulled Jaimie round and took his mouth.

He tried to be gentle as their lips met, but his tongue slipped into Jaimie’s mouth and was so joyfully received that he forgot all caution and plundered the man’s mouth. Their teeth clashed, and he ground his hard length against a similar swollen cock and groaned. He moved them away from the vegetable preparation and bent Jaimie back over the kitchen counter and then he pushed the dove-gray T-shirt out of the way and bent his mouth to the beautiful, smooth skin he’d revealed. He licked and nipped his way over the pert nipples, hearing the groans of pleasure he elicited from the man under his hands. He looked up, and their gazes locked.

“I’m going to clamp these very soon,” he said and heard, with satisfaction, the swift intake of breath and then Jaimie’s small pants of desire and arousal.

He began to lick and nip his way over the smooth, firm belly. Jaimie’s eyes reflected his desire and his growing need. Niall slowed and teased his way down over the firm stomach with the triangle of crisp hair that disappeared under the waistband of the tweed trousers as Jaimie squirmed. Slowly, Niall unfastened the waistband, and Jaimie lifted his hips, allowing Niall to push trousers and tight white trunks down over his thighs. The delicious cock that he revealed made his mouth water. It bobbed and beckoned for his attention. He’d been in a hurry to start with, but now he slowed, determined to take his time and make it memorable for them both. 

As he bent to remove Jaimie’s trousers and underpants, he breathed in deeply, enjoying the fresh-soap smell combined with the scent of his partner’s arousal. He stood up again and cupped the heavy balls. They fit perfectly in his hand, and he rolled and squeezed them lightly and then with increasing pressure as he watched Jaimie, who was enjoying the bite of pain. He bent and licked off the drop of pearly liquid that oozed from the slit in the swollen, purple head of his cock. He smacked his lips in enjoyment and watched the blush as it stained his man’s cheeks a deep-pink.

“Adorable, you look like my Christmas dinner, lying there all ready to be devoured,” he said and proceeded to do just that.

Bending, he licked his way up and down one side of the rigid cock and then up the other. He sucked and nipped the ropey, pulsating veins. Once again, the sounds he wrung from Jaimie were music to his ears. Evidently Jaimie was very vocal here, too. Niall smiled as he thought of all the ways he could wring more sounds from him. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a condom and tore the foil wrapper, then, with infinite care and oh so slowly, he rolled it over his man’s swollen dick. Then he lowered his mouth and began to suck in earnest.

* * * *

Jaimie hadn’t heard Niall come into the kitchen. He whistled as he worked. He hadn’t felt so happy for weeks and weeks. He felt safe and appreciated for what he was, not what someone wanted to make of him. Dinner was almost ready, but he had a little spare time, so he decided to prepare the vegetables for the next couple of days. Stored in boxes in the salad crisper in the 'fridge, they would save him some time on his busiest days. When Niall seized him from behind and nipped his neck, he allowed the knife to fall from his nerveless fingers.

At last. After that talk in the club, I assumed he’d take things further at once, but he’s made me wait for a day and a half. How I’ve longed for him to do this. I hoped I wasn’t mistaken and he was attracted to me, but I needed him to make the first move. It feels so good to have his mouth on me and his arms round me. Oh, that cock feels like a monster, and he’s so hard.

“Do you want this, now, Jaimie?” Niall asked him.

“Yes, oh yes I do. I thought you’d never ask.”

Then all power of thought was taken from him as Niall turned him round and kissed him. The strength in the kiss made his legs turn to jelly, and his dick felt as if it had a mind of its own. Niall moved him away from the vegetable preparation, bent him over on his back, and began to play with him. He heard someone moaning and realised it was himself. He panted and writhed as Niall’s tongue and teeth nipped, laved, and sucked his chest, nipples, and belly. He squirmed and arched his back, wanting more as the Dom slowed and began to tease. Their gazes locked, and Jaimie knew that Niall could read all he needed to know. He realised that it would be futile to try and hurry him, so he surrendered and gave himself up to the pleasure.

© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2016

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Author bio:

I live in Dumfries and Galloway in Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I spent many happy years teaching, and when I retired, I became bored with just the domestic routine.

My youngest son challenged me to write a novel of my own, and I wrote Initiation, book one in the Prometheus in Chains series. Since then, writing has become an important part of my life. It’s been like a roller-coaster ride, and a very pleasurable one at that. When I sent off my first book to Siren, I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I joined Facebook, something I never dreamed I’d do, but I have made many good friends on there, some readers and some fellow authors. Writing has certainly changed my life.

I am indebted to my many readers and friends on Facebook, for their unfailing support and affection.

I would love to hear from you, and I always answer e-mails or contacts on Facebook.

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