His Valentine by @meganslayer #gayromance #newadult #erotic #excerpt #valentine #outnow #novella #mm

His Valentine 

A Picture This novella, book 2

Megan Slayer

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

New Adult Contemporary Romance

They’ve come together for Valentine’s Day, but can the romance last?

Brandon Kidd thought he overcame his demons. He thought he’d conquered his addiction to booze and his need to be promiscuous. He thought he’d left his depression behind. Why? He met and is dating Aydin, the man who stokes his muse. But the depression and his insecurity have come back, and he’s also got to pass his annual review for his fine arts program. He’s got to get through the grueling review, open up to Aydin and have the Valentine’s Day he deserves?

Aydin loves Brandon. He sees the changes in his boyfriend and wants to help, but how do you help when you don’t know the problem exactly? To compound the problem, Brandon’s brother, Benson, has started causing trouble. Benson doesn’t want his brother to be gay, let alone in a relationship. Aydin found the strength to admit he wanted to be with Brandon. Aydin’s come into his own. Will he be enough for Brandon or will the crushing outside influence be too much to overcome?

They’ve come together for Valentine’s Day, but can the romance last?

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Excerpt: 

©2018 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“It’s Valentine’s Day. What’s on your docket?”

“I’m not sure. Aydin said something about a plan and celebration. I’m the lousy boyfriend this time. I hadn’t gotten him anything and was going to on the way home.” The tips of his ears burned. “I was so worried about the review, I kind of forgot it was Valentine’s Day.”

“You forgot?” she blurted.

“I did.” He walked beside her. “I was going to get him flowers.”

“Flowers?” She stopped in her tracks. “Are you serious?”

“He likes them.”

“Not chocolates?”

“He doesn’t like them. I thought he did, but he just ate the ones I got him for Christmas because he didn’t want them to go to waste.” When she started walking again, he fell into step beside her. “I know what he likes—now.”

“Flowers, eh?” She laughed. “And what else? Some hey-hey?” She elbowed him. “Right?”

He wasn’t about to tell her the other gift would be a blow job.

“Well, good.” She stopped at the classroom door. “I hope you have a good night.” She poked her head into the classroom. “Bye, Aydin. Have a wicked hot night.”

“That’s the plan.” Aydin left his spot on the desk and picked up the portfolio. “Ready?”

Heat slid through Brandon’s body. He couldn’t wait to get home. He’d strip Aydin down and taste every inch of him. “Yeah.”

“Good. Let’s go. I drove, so we can blow this popsicle stand.” Aydin carried the case out of the room. “Goodnight, Georgie. Do you need us to walk you out?”

“Nah, I’m meeting my friend Durand upstairs.” She waved. “Night! Do all the things I can’t do but want to watch.”

“We will,” Aydin called.

Brandon stood rooted to the spot for a second. Do all the things I can’t do but want to watch…holy shit. And Aydin hadn’t batted an eye. Damn. Excitement radiated through Brandon. He had the guy, the grade, and good friends. Now, he’d have a hot Valentine’s Day. Fucking sweet, indeed.

Constant by @MeganSlayer ~ #gayromance #bdsm #erotic #NSFW #excerpt

Constant by Megan Slayer 

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking, Knife Play, BDSM, Bondage

Novella

Pride Publishing

He demands his submissive’s body and soul…but can he accept his sub’s heart?

Roddy Green never planned to fall in love and certainly not with his Dom, but every time he goes into Darkness, a fetish club, he falls for Vegas all over again. Being in love isn’t the same as being loved in return. Vegas is there to do a job—not to build a romance. But what if the main constant in Roddy’s life is also the one person he can’t live without?

Andrew Vegas knows his job. He’s a Dom. But there is more than one side to him and he’s tired of keeping the other parts of him hidden. One man makes him feel safe and comfortable enough to open up—his pet, Roddy. But will Roddy, the producer of a local news broadcast, want to be with a man with secrets?

Reader Advisory: This book contains references to light knifeplay.

Publisher's Note: This book contains characters who also appear in Permanent.

General Release Date: 21st July 2015

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Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved

“You’re ready for this form of play.” He slapped Roddy hard on the ass with his bare hand. He slid his middle finger between Roddy’s ass cheeks. “Who does this belong to?”

“You, Sir,” Roddy answered. He held his reservations in check. Master Vegas had said the word play. Not love, not romance or desire. Just play. He shouldn’t have hinged his hopes on Master Vegas wanting him in a romantic way.

“You belong to me. Say it again.” Master Vegas punctuated his words with flat-handed spanks on Roddy’s butt. He tapped Roddy’s asshole on the last word.

“You, Sir.” He flexed his hole, ready to allow Master Vegas into his body. The toys and masturbation weren’t enough. He needed a real man.

“Good, pet.” Master Vegas dribbled chilly lube down the crack of Roddy’s butt. He continued tapping Roddy’s hole. “How much do you want me here?”

“I crave you, Sir.” At least he’d been honest. He pressed his face into the warm leather. “Please, Sir? Fuck me.” He wanted his Sir in his ass right now. Needed him. Couldn’t wait another minute.

“You expect a lot.” Master Vegas caressed his middle finger over Roddy’s hole, then eased inside. He pushed past the tight ring of muscle until he buried himself two knuckles deep.

Holy shit. Roddy wanted to thrust. Every instinct told him to ride Master Vegas’ middle finger. Instead, he held back. He wasn’t in control.

“Good, pet. You’re withholding for me. Pleasing me.”
 

Christmas Box by @MeganSlayer #gayromance #erotic #lightparanormal #romance #christmas #BDSM

Christmas Box (Christmas Magic) by Megan Slayer  BIN: 08232-02658

Genre(s): New Releases, Romance

Theme(s): Christmas

Series: Christmas Magic (#4)

Length: Novella

From Changeling Press



https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2658



Hayes Carter knows what he wants out of life—to be the best lawyer he can, to balance his work and home life and to please his Sir. This Christmas, he wants to belong to Sir for good.

Ford Rogan loves his boy, Hayes, but he’s not sure he’s relationship material. Hayes, though, makes him think otherwise. Then there’s that naughty Santa at the club…submit and your wish will come true.

Can Santa, even a naughty one, grant they’re wishes? Will the magic of the season be enough or will they end up with nothing more than a lump of coal?

Christmas Box (Christmas Magic) Megan Slayer All rights reserved. Copyright ©2017 Megan Slayer This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers. "What do you want for Christmas?" Ford Rogan stood tall and rolled his shoulders. He appraised his sub. "Hmm?" Hayes Carter kept his head down as he knelt in front of Ford. "I want to be yours, Sir." "You do?" Ford grinned. Of the three subs he worked with, he preferred this boy. Hayes knew how to please him as much as he pleased Ford. He swept his gaze over Hayes. Before they played, he liked to set the tone and talk to his sub. Hayes was different. He could watch the sexy man all day and not get tired of him. "Tell me your safe word." "Legal brief." Hayes shivered. "But I don't want to use it." He'd always wondered why Hayes had chosen such an unorthodox safe word, but then again, there weren't a whole lot of rules for their scenes. "You understand what will happen? If you trust me, I'll make you fly and blow your mind. I trust you to tell me when you've reached your limits." "I trust you, Sir. Always." He clasped his hands behind his back. Ford ruffled Hayes's black hair, then trailed his fingers down Hayes's neck. Christmas hadn't been far from his mind. He wasn't sure why. Most of the time he could block out the holidays and other forces beyond the walls of the club. Not today. He focused on Hayes and locking the collar around Hayes's neck. He affixed the leash to the D-ring. "Ready? Crawl." "Thank you, Sir." Hayes settled on his hands and knees. He crawled on the floor beside Ford. His bare ass flexed as he moved. Ford resisted the urge to swat him. Instead, he directed Hayes to the St. Andrew's cross. "You've pleased me. On your feet." Hayes scrambled off the floor and stood against the cross. "Thank you, Sir." "Show me your ass." Allowed the leash to drop down Hayes's naked body, he picked up a clear glass butt plug. "I'm filling you." He liked pushing Hayes's limits, plus the glass always looked beautiful against Hayes's skin. Hayes grasped the open cuffs on the ends of the cross and stuck his ass out. He widened his stance. "I've been bad, Sir. I need you to punish me." "Have you?" He closed the cuffs around Hayes's wrists, then dragged the plug down his sub's back. "How bad?" "I haven't been able to get you out of my head." Hayes writhed. "I've thought about us playing more than once a week. I jacked off last night, and I imagined you were there." "Boy." He shouldn't be pleased, but he couldn't help it. He'd been drawn to Hayes from the first time he'd seen the man and wanted him. He pumped lube into his hand, then smeared the lube between Hayes's ass cheeks. Hayes writhed again and flexed. "Do you want this?" "Please, Sir?" Hayes pulled against the cuffs. "Eventually." He pushed the head of the plug against Hayes's hole. Once the plug moved past the tight ring of muscle and was buried in his sub's ass, he kissed Hayes's shoulder. Kissing his subs wasn't his norm, but then Hayes wasn't just any sub. He should've prepped Hayes more, but that was one of the things Hayes enjoyed -- being used. "Don't let that fall out." He tapped the handle. "Understand, boy?"

Bed of My Truck by @MeganSlayer #gayromance #erotic #excerpt #newadult #secondchance

Bed of My Truck by Megan Slayer

Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications

ISBN: 9781370970513

Contemporary

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking

Can he have the house, the dog and the lover of his dreams or will it all fall apart right before his eyes?

The one Carson never thought he’d see again could be the one to save his life.

Carson never expected to see his dog or a man from his past ever again. His ex took Dragon when he left, then carelessly lost the dog.  Dragon’s been found and in the last place Carson expected to find him—a vet’s office.

But, the surprises just keep coming.

Carson hasn’t seen Alec since school, but the feelings he had for the man haven’t abated. When he’s reunited with Alec at the veterinary office, Carson’s got to face his feelings.

Includes scenes of spanking, oral sex, anal sex and male-male sex.

This book has been re-edited and re-issued in this edition.

Search Terms: explicit, spanking, masturbation, dogs, pets, dirty talk, oral sex, reunited, artist, medical personnel

Available now at major retailers where ebooks are sold.

Excerpt:

©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“I never got a chance to give you his rundown.” Alec grinned. “Since the waiting room is empty, I’ll just tell you now. No worms, no fleas, but I’d give him a bath. The weight loss helped but I’d also suggest getting Dragon on a tooth brushing regimen. He’s been eating things he probably shouldn’t that did a number on his gums. I ran a heartworm test which was negative and I’ve given him a pill for this month. When you come in next we’ll set you up right. Call, okay?” He winked and walked back into the closest exam room.

We’ll set me up? Call? He wanted me to call him? I hadn’t heard those terms in such a long time. Maybe my assumption more than fifteen years before had been more on the money than I thought. I shrugged him off back then. I could be over-thinking. Again.

I looked down at Dragon, who was sprawled on his side on the floor. He gazed up at me with his droopy eyes and his tongue sticking out of his mouth. At least I had him back. What I’d do about my overzealous crush on the vet and his advances, well I hadn’t figured that out yet. I stress yet.

Out Now ~ Ripples in Cedarwood by @MeganSlayer ~ Single Father Society, Book 2 ~ #mmromance #singledad #LGBT

Ripples in Cedarwood 

Book 2 in the Single Fathers Society

Loose Id Publishing

Novella

M/M, Anal Sex

An Amazon and AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!

One never intended on being a father and the other isn’t looking for a relationship, but they’re about to find out what they want and what they need might be the last thing they expected.

Steve Moore wasn’t planning on being a dad. He envisioned a life of teaching and professional swimming. Fast forward a year and he’s the guardian of his ten-year-old sister. He wants love and passion, but who wants to date a guy with a family?

Farin Baker believed love wasn’t in his cards—until he takes his nephew to swimming lessons. One glance at the water-slicked hunk teaching the class has him thinking about jumping into the dating pool once again. He’s ready for a fresh start and a hot guy for his bed.

Will these two men find heat between the sheets or will the guardianship situation be the biggest detriment to them finding happiness?

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Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved

Farin drifted his gaze over the man. He liked tall men, and this one was at least five-eleven. Thin, but not too thin. When he glanced back at Farin, he offered him a good look at his face. Chocolate-brown eyes and a dimple. Goodness fuck, the man had a dimple.

The tips of Farin’s ears warmed and his neck prickled. Shit. He shouldn’t be ogling the swim instructor. He was a dirty old man who needed a date.

The guy clapped his hands. “Okay, you guys. The others will be here shortly. I want you and Gage to do laps. Show me you’ve been practicing your breathing.” He put his hands together and dived into the water. He barely made a splash and moved through the pool like a fish. When he surfaced, droplets glistened on his body and accentuated his strong form.

Farin’s jaw slackened. The man was so hot and even better wet. He’d read plenty of books describing characters as poetry in motion, but he’d never believed something like that was possible until he saw the swim instructor. Or was he the coach? Farin wasn’t sure.

By the time Gage and the other children climbed out of the pool, an hour had passed. Farin barely noticed. He’d been too engrossed in watching the teacher.

Gage wandered up to Farin, leaving sloshy wet footprints in his wake. “Hey, Uncle Farin. Are you in there?” He waved his hand in front of Farin’s face. “Uncle Farin?”

“Sorry.” He focused his attention on Gage. “I was thinking.”

“About a guy?” Gage’s eyes widened. “Dad always says he’s thinking when he’s really thinking about Jordan—or when I’m in trouble. I’m not in trouble, right?”

“I don’t think you are.” He handed his nephew the towel. “It looked like you were having fun. You’ve got the backstroke down pat.”

“It’s my favorite one.” Gage draped the towel over his head. “I’m going to change. Mr. Moore wanted to talk to you once we’re all done. I don’t know what about. He’s in the changing room, so I can’t get into any trouble.”

“Oh.” Farin tucked his tablet into his bag, then stood and stretched. His ass ached from sitting on the hard bleacher, and his back had stiffened from being hunched over. Part of him wanted to follow his nephew into the changing room to monitor the situation. The rest of him wanted to check out the swim instructor. The wet trunks left little to the imagination, but Farin wanted to unwrap him and check out his package.

Farin blinked. No—no dirty thoughts about the swim teacher. Squelch the dirtiness before it overtakes you. Time to let his head, not his heart and libido, lead the way. If only his libido would agree to the decision. He’d screwed himself over one too many times by thinking with his dick. This guy had to be about nineteen at best and way too young. Farin sighed. He was thirty years old. He needed to start thinking about settling down and planning for retirement, not finding a date.

Out Now ~ Constant by @MeganSlayer ~ #mmromance #romance #contemporary

Constant by Megan Slayer 

Pride Publishing

Part of Totally Bound Publishing

Contemporary, Gay, M/M, BDSM

Novella

M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Knife Play, Bondage, Spanking, Toys

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!

A Pride Publishing Editors Pick!

He demands his submissive’s body and soul…but can he accept his sub’s heart?

Roddy Green never planned to fall in love and certainly not with his Dom, but every time he goes into Darkness, a fetish club, he falls for Vegas all over again. Being in love isn’t the same as being loved in return. Vegas is there to do a job—not to build a romance. But what if the main constant in Roddy’s life is also the one person he can’t live without?

Andrew Vegas knows his job. He’s a Dom. But there is more than one side to him and he’s tired of keeping the other parts of him hidden. One man makes him feel safe and comfortable enough to open up—his pet, Roddy. But will Roddy, the producer of a local news broadcast, want to be with a man with secrets? 

Reader Advisory: This book contains references to light knifeplay.

Publisher's Note: This book contains characters who also appear in Permanent. 

Buy links:

http://www.pride-publishing.com/book/constant

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/constant-megan-slayer/1122296329?ean=9781784306380

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Constant-Megan-Slayer-ebook/dp/B011IWL8TK/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&qid=1438127382&sr=8-14&keywords=megan+slayer

AllRomance Ebooks:  https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-constant-1857658-147.html

EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2015, All Rights Reserved

“I’m so ready to be done with this place.” Roderick Green tossed his stylus onto the desktop and groaned. He wasn’t going to be able to leave until at least nine p.m. Damn it. He’d come into the news room at six that morning. Fifteen hours of scheduling, sorting through news stories and dealing with the broadcasters who didn’t want to cooperate. He was damn near pulling his hair out.

He’d been a producer at Channel 25 for the last eight years. He liked his job. The news of the nation as well as local stories colored the broadcasts. The channel featured plenty of sports stories, courtesy of one of his best reporters, Tory McClellan.

Most days, he loved his job. Bringing the news and working with the various groups made him happy. Today? Not so much.

He flipped through the papers on his desk then turned to his tablet. Of all the stories planned for the next week, he had Tory’s schedule, but that was all. He needed more than what Tory had given him. The broadcast couldn’t feature one reporter.

But hell, he’d lost two of his reporters that year. Filling their spots hadn’t been easy. He gritted his teeth. Speaking of the new reporters, where in the hell was their work?

He punched the numbers on his desk phone. Someone needed to give him answers and fast. After three rings, Holden, the main news reader, answered. “Yes, sir,” Holden said. “I’m currently working on that piece about the community center. I’m trying to get interviews with the staff. The work they’re doing with the young men and women is really inspirational.”

“Great, but I need stuff for the end of this week,” Roddy bit out. “Come on.”

“Ask Susan. She’s got a fluff piece on the animal rescue center. I thought she was finished.”

“She’s not.” But he’d be sure to contact her next and give the weather girl some explaining to do. He didn’t mind that she wanted to branch out and work on other stories, but she wasn’t keeping up with her own workload.

“I’ll have mine done this weekend and will have the comeback kid story about the young man who helps the Tigers ready by tomorrow. He was a talker, but I’ve got enough to do the story justice.”

“Fine.” Actually, really freaking good. “Okay. I can work with that. I’m looking forward to the footage.” Roddy groaned. “Tomorrow.”

“This (Constant) is the first time I have read anything by Megan Slayer, but it won't be the last. I did think the book could have been longer, and I appreciated the epilogue. But I would have liked to have seen more interaction between the two men - hearing that they had played together for two years put things in perspective, but I am one who likes to see the feelings develop over time. Not a complaint though. The book was well-written, the story line was awesome and sweet, and yep, I just loved Vegas. I'm off to find some more of Megan's books.” ~ Rated 4 stars ~ Liza ~ Sinfully...Addicted to All Male Romance  http://sinfullysexybooks.blogspot.co.uk/2015/07/review-constant-by-megan-slayer.html

“This (Constant) was a sweet story about taking that chance on love. Roddy and Vegas work well together and make a good couple. They are both strong men who know what they want. Although each has been hurt in the past the two try to overcome their fear to try for love once again. The men are hot together and their feelings shine through in all that they do. Watching their attraction turn into something much deeper made for a nice read. Each man must be careful and avoid the stigma that comes with their lifestyle. It was nice to see others stand by the men and encourage them to fight for the right to their own private lives. As the two men work through their relationship, outside factors come in to play and the men prove what stand up men they truly are. They prove love is worth fighting for whenever you can find it.” ~ Mistletoe ~ Long and Short Reviews  http://www.longandshortreviews.com/book-reviews/constant-by-megan-slayer/

“I would describe Constant as a beautiful powerful read. I love when BDSM brings another layer and deeper connection to characters. Ms. Slayer makes me love her character and want much more of them. I also have read Permanent but you do not have to understand this story.  I would suggest reading it anyways it is a wonderfully written story with unforgettable characters. When you want some edge to you man love this is the book to pick up. ~ Reviewed by Redz  ~ Rated Five Shooting stars and Recommended Read  ~ On Redz World Reviews http://redzworld.blogspot.co.uk/2015/07/star-dust-award-constant-by-megan-slayer.html

Here’s what Senior Editor Sarah has to say about Constant:

“This is a fantastic snippet both into the world of news broadcasting and BDSM lifestyle.

Roddy and Andrew are essentially two very different characters in terms of traits and their outlook on life, but I think in reality this is actually what draws them together. The course that their love travels is gripping and I found it fascinating how their insecurities are whole-heartedly laid bare to the reader by Megan Slayer. This is a real insight into how BDSM co-exists alongside everyday life for everyday people.” https://www.pride-publishing.com/blog/editors-choice-constant

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It's a hop and so much fun. 'Tis the season of thanks and giving thanks. I'm thankful I have two pen names--Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer. That means I can write whatever the muse insists. Until this year, I hadn't been able to write a Thanksgiving story. I'm not sure why other than I never put my mind to it. As Megan Slayer, I've written a story about a character who hated the Thanksgiving holiday. He's got a pretty good reason, but can his partner turn his negative thoughts into positives?

Read on, but first, there's a contest. :-) You can win a prize pack, featuring a bracelet/earring set made by me, as well as signed swag and other goodies. Want to win it? Well all you have to do is comment on the post with what you're thankful for, your name and your email. You've got to leave all three because if I can't get in touch with you, I can't let you know if you won. Have fun and on with the excerpt!

Harvest Moon by Megan Slayer  

Moon Series, book 2

Also part of the Bleh! Turkey! Series

MLR Press

Contemporary, Paranormal, Holiday

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex

What's a guy to do when the time to be with family is the time he dreads the most?

All Matt Green wants for Thanksgiving is to propose to his boyfriend in the most epic way he knows-in front of their families. There's only one catch. His boyfriend, Reed Jordan, doesn't do family gatherings. To be honest, Reed isn't wild about Thanksgiving, but he won't say why.

Matt's willing to do anything in order to get Reed to talk, but will it make the holiday perfect or or ruin all of Matt's plans? The Harvest Moon just might be the right omen to make everything all right.

Available now at:

MLR Press: http://www.mlrbooks.com/Bookstore.php?bookid=MSHARVMN

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Harvest-Moon-Megan-Slayer-ebook/dp/B00PYVBTBY/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&qid=1416954595&sr=8-9&keywords=megan+slayer

EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2014, All Rights Reserved

Reed stood at the counter. He’d told his boyfriend he’d be home at three. The way things were looking, he’d be more than an hour late. Damn it.

Beside him, his co-worker, Jagger, rang up a female customer with a little girl. The woman had bought a couple of Thanksgiving books. The brightly colored turkey and leaves on the top book caught Reed’s attention.

Thanksgiving. He didn’t mind giving thanks for the good things in his life. He also didn’t mind the food. What he hated were the gatherings. He wished the need to bring family to one house was not the rule. Maybe he was losing his mind, but he hated the togetherness. He’d been able to dodge the holiday for the last ten years, but since he’d met Matt, he knew he wasn’t going to get around the festivities for much longer. Matt liked family functions and preferred big parties. Reed wasn’t even sure a big family party was possible.

He finished typing out a reply email to the customer in search of an out-of-print book. Thankfully, the store had the book. He sent the customer the expected price and shipping options. He glanced at his watch once more. Less than two days until Thanksgiving. The store would be open on Wednesday, but he wasn’t working. If the customer needed the book, he could wait until Friday.

The last time he and Matt had talked about the holiday, Matt’s sister, Emily and her boyfriend were supposed to be spending the day with them. He could handle that. He liked Matt’s sister and loved her son, Nattie. Still, he wanted a small dinner, not a gigantic situation. He sighed. At least with Em and Matt, he wasn’t going to have to deal with accusations.

“I’m off until Friday morning,” Reed said to Jagger. “If there is a crisis, call me, but try not to have a crisis.”

“That’s the plan.” Jagger grinned. “You can trust us. We won’t let you down. Now go, so Matt doesn’t think you got lost.”

“Deal.”

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Until the Night  

Contemporary, Paranormal

Novella

M/F, M/F/M, M/M/F/M, M/M, Menage, Anal Sex

Totally Bound

Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that's unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she'd agreed to do. As a human, she'd had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she's striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn't care. He's loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.

Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they've built in the name of passion?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mm sex, anal play, ménages of the mmf, mfm, and mmfm persuasions, as well as lots of biting and spanking. They're having one hell of a party.

Available at

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And now for that spooky Snog!!

Kendall cupped her jaw in both hands. Hunger shone amongst the green and blue flecks in his eyes. He worked the muscle in his jaw and the light caught the subtle colour changes of brown and gold in the scruff on his cheeks. She gulped to catch the breath she didn’t need. No heartbeat anymore meant that oxygen didn’t help her body like it had when she’d been alive.

God, she wanted to be amongst the living and for things to be normal again.

“Would you rather I be blunt?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I want you. I don’t care if you’re a vampire or if you have those two guys who hang out over here. You infiltrate my thoughts and make me think about you when you’re not in the same room.”

“Me?” Embarrassment gripped her. Back when she’d been alive, she wouldn’t have doubted a man’s attraction to her. She’d have known it and have run with the feeling of being desired. Since dying, she’d lost her confidence. Men looked at her, sure, but not in the same way.

“Yes, you.” His pupils dilated and Kendall rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t see a vampire. I see a sexy woman that I want to make my own.”

Gypsy closed her eyes and melted into his touch as his mouth met hers. He swept his tongue over the seam of her lips and she opened to him. She suckled on him. Heat burned through her veins and she ground her hips against his thigh.

He curled one arm around her shoulders while the other arm snaked around her waist. Kendall lifted her from the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, not bothering to break the kiss.

Mint, he tasted like mint. She broke the connection to keep from scratching him with her teeth. Hunger pangs racked her body. Just one tiny cut, just enough to sate her appetite…

Kendall carried her into her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed with her on top. Gypsy closed her mouth to keep from displaying her fangs. She whimpered.

“You need to bite me, don’t you?”

She shook her head. Taking his blood would enhance sex, yes, but she didn’t need to. She raked her nails down his chest, taking extra time to flick his nipples.

“Feels good.” He arched beneath her. “Touch me.”

Gypsy grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled. Instead of moving the shirt up his chest, she tore it in half. The sound of tearing fabric split the air, followed by his laughter.

“Never had that happen during foreplay.” Kendall sat up with her still on his lap, and removed the torn clothing. “Your turn.” He eased her sloppy shirt up over her head.

Gypsy covered her breasts with her arms. A wave of humility swept over her. Would she make him happy? What a time to second guess herself…

“Show me, babe.” Kendall tugged her hands away, putting her on display. He palmed her breasts. The warmth of his touch filled her soul.

She moaned and leaned into him. Things made so much sense and none at all. Gypsy shook off the apprehension. She needed to feel, to be wanted and to hear a heartbeat.

Her nerve endings sizzled as he flattened his tongue over her nipple. He scraped his teeth over the engorged flesh and bit. Sparks shot from her breast to her pussy. Gypsy dug her nails into his shoulders. Holy hell, he knew how to use his tongue. Kendall gave her other nipple the same treatment. She shuddered in his arms.

The sweet scent of flowers swirled around them. Her fangs dropped and a voice whispered in her ear.

Mate.

Sunday Snoggin' With Until the Night!

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It's Snoggin' Time! Still working on getting back on the blogging horse. Today I'm featuring my vampire novella, Until the Night. I love this foursome and hope you do, too. My first menage and more! Read on for the snog and be sure to check out the other snogs here!

Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that’s unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she’d agreed to do. As a human, she’d had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she’s striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn’t care. He’s loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.

Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they’ve built in the name of passion?
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Here's the snog!!


Allan crept towards Todd. His hands trembled as he reached for his lover. Only one person got to him. One person brought all his fears and worries to the surface. Todd. His mate. His heart ached. “She’s the reason I’m a vampire.”

Todd stared at something in the distance and didn’t move. Allan pushed into his mind, but saw nothing. He had to say something, do something to make the hurt go away, but what? “Don’t shut me out. This is something I never thought would happen, but I’m not letting her tear us apart.”

More silence. Todd didn’t move, just looked straight ahead.

“Todd, I love you. Nothing will change that.” Despite the emotional chasm between them, Allan drew circles over the back of Todd’s hand with his thumb. “This is a hitch in our relationship and it’s on my shoulders, but we’ll get past it. I know we will.”

Todd exhaled and scrubbed his hand over his mouth. “I believe you.” He nodded. “I know we’ll manage, but you’re always the calm one. You don’t screw up, so this threw me.” Todd wrapped his arm around Allan’s shoulders and held him tight to his chest. “We all have a vampire that sired us, I just… I never wanted to hear that you had one. I imagined it was divine intervention or something. You made me and that’s enough.” He chuckled. “You made me a fucking wuss, too. Getting upset like this. Shit.”


Allan snorted. He liked his man being emotional. “Intervention, yes, but not divine.” He pressed a kiss to Todd’s bristled neck. He loved the feel of the scruff abrading his lips. Desire flowed through his veins and his cock responded. They might have fucked not an hour before, but, damn, he was ready to go again.

“What does this mean for us? Is she going to try to kill me?” Todd’s voice cracked and he shifted in his seat. Allan’s effect on Todd was evidenced by the tent in his jeans.

Allan palmed Todd’s cock through the denim. “She’s dangerous, yeah.”

“We need to protect each other?” Todd scooted down in the seat. He ground his pelvis against Allan’s hand. “Gypsy, too?”

“Eventually.” Allan nipped Todd’s hair-roughened skin. He popped the button on Todd’s jeans and slipped his hand beneath the zipper to cup Todd’s dick. The heat filled Allan to his core. Todd’s moan rumbled around the truck cab. Allan stroked Todd, caressing every inch of his erection.

Todd shifted enough to give Allan better access. He yanked his pants down then grabbed the front of Allan’s shirt. “I want you.”

“I’m yours.”

New Beginnings and Blisse Bunnies!!

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It's time for new beginnings! Those wonderful second chances that make life exciting and fun. Plus, Blisse Bunnies are so cute! I'm glad to be part of the hop. Click here to read the other posts and find the rest of the bunnies! Read the excerpt below and make sure you count up the bunnies. Could be one, could be more. But read on.

New beginnings and second chances are both integral to Best I Ever Had. There are three people who've been through a dangerous situation. It's what they do afterwards that is the turning point. Here, read on.

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

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All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s lover…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

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Emma shrugged out of his shirt. The brisk air in the bedroom kissed her dewy skin. She fumbled with the zipper on her shorts. Sam grasped the frayed edge of her shorts and pulled. The scream of ripping denim ricocheted through the room. “No bottoms?” Sam crawled along her body and planted his knees on either side of her hips. He cupped her chin and nibbled her ear. “You shaved.”

Emma threaded one arm around his neck and spoke against his lips. “I like being bare.”

“I like you bare.” He took both her hands in one of his and arranged her on the bed. “You’re so wet.” His gaze seared her. “For me.”

“Sam?” Her heart pounded. “Make love to me, Sam. With Quint watching.” She held her breath. She’d known about Sam and Quint’s involvement for quite a while and she liked Quint. More than she should’ve. He’d hovered in her life for the past six months and become a fixture in most things she did. With him out of the room, things felt off. Yes, she loved her husband, but she loved Quint, too.

“I want Quint to watch,” she whispered. “I do.”

“Quint?” Sam dragged his fingers over her pussy lips. “You’re sure?”

“More than ever. He’s your lover, too. Why would I count him out?” The more she talked out what she wanted, the stronger she sounded. Being honest with herself and Sam comforted her.

“Em?” Worry and confusion shone in Sam’s eyes. “When? How? We were cautious.”

“Yes, you were, but even cautious gets people into trouble.” She arched her back, showcasing her breasts. “You started this fire. Don’t let it burn out. Have him come in here or finish me yourself.”

“Quint,” Sam shouted. “Quint?”

The door creaked and footsteps padded on the floor. Quint appeared over Sam’s shoulder. “You rang?”
“Pull up a chair.” Sam kept his gaze fixed on her and rubbed his cheek along her inner thigh. “Enjoy the show.”

After he exchanged glances with her, Quint eased the rest of the way into the room. “Thank you, Jesus.” He sank down in the beat up armchair. One hand palmed his crotch while the other hand gripped the arm of the chair. “About damn time. I have permission?”

“You have mine.” Emma licked her lips. This was real. Him, Sam, all of it. Her breath lodged fast in her throat. Their first time all together and she wouldn’t change a minute of it so far.

“Do you like having him here?” Sam flattened his tongue along her sensitive skin, grazing his teeth over her labia. “Like knowing he’s hard right now? Like me tasting you?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she managed. Sparks shot from her clit to her lower belly and bounced to her brain. The sensation overload overwhelmed her. “Feels good when you stroke me down there. It tingles.”
“Fuck. So soft. Silky.” Sam palmed her breast and tweaked the nipple until she cried out.


“You’re mine.” He scooted off the bed and pressed her legs open. “Mine.”

“God, that’s hot.” The click of Quint’s zipper caught her attention. “Love this.”

“Our girl is hot as hell.”

Ten Line Tuesday from Best I Ever Had

I can't wait for this short story to come out. This was the scariest pitch, even if the ladies were all awesome. I'm glad it all worked out. :-) Enjoy!

“I don’t want to be hot,” she muttered. “I don’t want to be in hiding, either.” She turned her back on the sliding doors. “Aren’t you tired of this, Quint? We live together because Sam wants to keep me safe. How crazy is that?”

“Em, it won’t be much longer. Trust Sam. I do.” Quinton Reynolds widened his stance at the front door. “He’s not here, but he does care. We won’t let anyone hurt you.”

“Thanks.” Emma threw her arms around him and rested her head on his chest. She loved Quint, but some days being alone with her roommate-slash-bodyguard sucked. She missed her husband, Sam.

The Covery Faery Visited!

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That's my new cover faery. Her name is Ginger and she brought me a shiny, new present! The cover for Best I Ever Had. This story comes out March 11th from Turquoise Morning Press and I can't be more happy. I love it. What do you think?