Showing posts with label gay romance. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 6, 2017
Winning the Campaign Manager by Lucy Felthouse-This Gruff Wolf #Shifter Wants To Win The Election And His Campaign Manager's Heart #RomanceNovel #MM
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Tuesday, February 23, 2016
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.
* * * *
“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!”
* * * *
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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Sunday, February 21, 2016
#Destined, #Denial and #Betrayal- The Unrequited Trilogy by #AmaraLebel #Contemporary #Erotic #Romance #MM
DESTINED (The Unrequited Trilogy #3)
Release Date: February 3rd 2016
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/book/destined
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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Release Date: February 3rd 2016
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/book/destined
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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