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Bedroom Bully by Avril Ashton

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Bedroom Bully: Part of Evernight Publishing’s Romance on the Go line.

Romance on the Go is a multi-author series unique to Evernight Publishing. Our readers have busy lives. Sometimes there just isn’t enough time to engage in a novel but an escape into romance is still desired. We offer our readers a collection of short stories that can be read during work breaks, on the bus, in the waiting room, or before bed.

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Sometimes a woman needs more than a gentle touch…

El Lively needs to be punished and after more than a few auditions, she’s found the perfect man for the job. Her body is up for grabs. Not her heart, and definitely not her secrets, but Jud has other ideas.

Jud Kincaid agrees to El’s more-than-indecent proposal, but he’s after more than the physical. He wants an explanation for her sexual kinks, and a way into her heart. El’s being stubborn, but lucky for Jud, he’s just signed on to be her own personal Bedroom Bully.

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EXCERPT

“Why choking?”

Her throat worked. It took a while, but she finally answered in a voice so low, he had to lean forward to catch the words. “It’s the only way I can get aroused. The way I can reach climax.” Wringing her wrists, she looked away.

Jud stared at her, at the forlorn expression on her face. He recalled the shame and pain in her eyes when she’d made her proposal. “Remove the scarf.” He made his voice hard, harsh, issuing the command that brooked nothing other than immediate compliance.

She obeyed, but didn’t look at him. Despite her skin color, he had no problem seeing the thick dark bruise that wrapped all the way around her neck like a collar. He got to his feet and went to her, dropping on his knees when she made room for him.

“What made this?” He touched her skin with the pad of a hesitant finger.

She inhaled sharply. “Leather belt.” She shook violently. “He buckled it around me and pulled.” Her voice dropped to a thin thread of sound, shuddering. “He pulled on it as I sucked him, as he fucked me.”

He cursed viciously.

“No. I wanted it. It’s what I want, Jud. It’s what I need.”

“Fuck.” He palmed her throat lightly. She trembled for him, wide eyes holding him in place. He applied a little pressure. “This, Elliot? This is what you want?”

“Yes.” She hissed and shifted, legs falling open. He got a whiff of it, her arousal, wafting to him from her parted thighs. “Jud.”

He squeezed her again, harder this time. Her pupils dilated. “I’ve decided to take you up on your proposal, Elliot.”

The pulse under his palm galloped. Her scent grew deeper, sharper. He leaned forward and nuzzled her cheek, ignoring his own hard dick pressing against his zipper. There’d be some marks on his flesh later, no doubt.

“I’ll give you what you need,” he whispered to her, loving the way she shuddered. “Only me,” he growled, “no one else.”

Author BIO/Links

A Caribbean transplant, Avril now lives in Brooklyn, N.Y., with a tolerant spousal equivalent. Together they raise an eccentric daughter who loves reading and school (not so much school anymore). Avril’s earliest memories of reading revolve around discussing the plot points of Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys with an equally book-minded mother.

Always in love with the written word, Avril finally decided to do the writing in August of ’09 and never looked back. Spicy love scenes, delicious heroes, and wicked women burn up the pages of Avril’s stories, but there’ll always be a happy ending; Av remains a believer of love in all its forms.

Addicted to cake, the ID Channel and the UFC, Avril writes Erotic and GLBT Romance for Ellora’s Cave, Evernight Publishing, eXtasy Books, Secret Cravings Publishing and Total-e-Bound.

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Shane’s Submission by Erin M. Leaf

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BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Romance on the Go, MM

Word Count: 8,300

Heat Level 4

Published By: Evernight Publishing

An Evernight Editor’s Pick!

Description:

Shane and Leo have been best friends forever: through high school, dating disasters, and family losses. Lately though, Shane has been feeling more and more unsettled. His girlfriend dumped him because he wouldn’t spank her, and he can’t stop thinking about the kiss he and Leo shared in high school, long before life happened and they grew up.

When Leo confronts Shane about his depression, the whole, unpleasant story about the breakup comes spilling out. Leo offers to spank Shane so he can understand the appeal, and shockingly, Shane wants to agree, but both of them are straight and he’s not sure it’s a good idea. Besides, he’s not into pain and he feels weird asking his best friend for sexual advice—Leo is too important to him to risk their friendship over something like this. So what if he can’t figure out why the idea is so intriguing?

Be Warned: light BDSM, m/m sex

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Author Details:

Erin M. Leaf is a romance novel devotee, the steamier the better, with a specialty in edgy erotic tension. She also writes romance as Marie E. Blossom.

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Story Excerpt:

“Just relax,” he said out loud. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince himself or Shane.

Shane snorted. “Um, sure. No problem. You’re about to spank me, God help us both, and you’re telling me to relax?”

“Okay then, don’t relax. I don’t think it will make a difference,” Leo said, abruptly amused. What the hell were they doing? This was crazy. “Christ, how much did we drink tonight?”

Shane burst out laughing. “Not that much. Not nearly enough. In fact, I think we need to drink more.” He made as if to get off the bed, but Leo pushed down on his shoulders, preventing him from moving. Shane immediately buried his head in his pillows, shoulders still shaking from laughter.

And fuck if he doesn’t look fucking fantastic on my bed, burrowed into my pillows. God, I’m going to lose it tonight, Leo thought. He sat on the bed, ignoring the way Shane froze as the mattress dipped under his weight. “I promise I won’t hurt you.”

Shane lifted his face and glanced at him, then buried his face in the crook of his elbow. “I thought that was the point,” came his muffled response.

Leo ran his palm from Shane’s shoulder to his waist. Damn, the man was fine. And warm. So damn warm… “You know what I mean,” he murmured, massaging Shane’s back. His friend was so tense Leo half expected him to sprain something if he didn’t relax.

Shane shrugged. From Leo’s point of view, the movement highlighted his friend’s impeccably toned back. He sighed as his cock gave an interested twitch, then raised his hand and brought it down firmly on Shane’s backside.

Shane yelped, thighs twitching. “Give a guy some warning!”

Leo smacked him again. “Warning you will only make you tense up.”

Shane made a muffled sound.

“What did you say?” Leo asked, bringing his hand down again. He wished he could see through Shane’s jeans. He wanted to watch his friend’s skin get rosy and hot. Jesus. He closed his eyes, idly rubbing the spot where he’d spanked Shane.

“I said, wouldn’t this be better if I took off my jeans?”

Leo’s throat closed up. He coughed. “Yeah,” he croaked, unbelievably turned on. “Probably.” He had no blood left in his brain for thinking.

“Close your eyes,” Shane said.

Leo frowned, hand still rubbing over Shane’s ass. “What?”

“Close your eyes. I can’t do this with you staring at me.”

Leo blinked. “That makes no sense. I’ve seen you naked before.”

“Just fucking close your eyes, okay?” Shane asked, sounding frustrated.

Leo took a deep breath and humored him. “Fine. My eyes are closed.” He felt Shane pull away from him, then heard a rustle of fabric. The mattress bounced and he put his hands in his lap, hoping Shane couldn’t tell how aroused he was.

“Okay,” Shane said nervously.

Leo opened his eyes and gasped. Shane was lying on his stomach completely nude. He let his eyes roam up and down his body, finally coming to rest on the glowing pink of Shane’s ass.

“Don’t just stare,” Shane said, sounding even more tentative.

Leo felt his hand move as if in a dream, coming down on Shane’s left buttock firmly. The smack echoed through the room. Shane jumped.

“Oh God,” he moaned, so softly Leo wasn’t sure he hadn’t imagined it. He let his hand caress the skin, enjoying the way Shane’s soft hair felt on his palm. He was golden all over, soft hair covering up sleek muscles. Without giving any warning, he spanked Shane again, on the right side of his ass this time. The imprint of his hand showed up beautifully on Shane’s perfect skin.

Board Stiff by Jessica Jayne

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Board Stiff – Taking Advantage, Book 1 by Jessica Jayne

Romance on the Go – Evernight Publishing

SKU:978-1-77130-477-1

ASIN: B00DUPVIWG

Blurb:

John Dorsey’s life is good. He is the owner of Dorsey Construction. He’s the youngest person on the board of directors for Advantage Insurance Company. He lives on the beach. And he knows he can have any woman he wants. John’s got the world at his fingertips… except he’s yet to find a woman that stimulates both his body and mind.

Elizabeth Wright worked hard in a large Tampa law firm making a name for herself, but it came at the expense of her personal life. When Advantage Insurance Company offers her a job as corporate counsel, Elizabeth cannot turn it down. The thought that she can have a successful legal career and a life excites and intimidates her.

But when their worlds collide one day in the Advantage board room, neither Elizabeth nor John knows what’s hit them. All they know is they can’t stay away from each other.

Excerpt:

“Are you seeing anyone? Sleeping with anyone?” he asked further.

“What?” she said, standing up from her chair. Her face was incapable of hiding her shock at his questions. Her green eyes were wide. Her lips parted. “What sort of questions are these?” John’s stride made short use of the distance between them. He stood directly in front of her, cornering her behind her desk. He looked down into her green eyes. They were gorgeous… she was gorgeous. And he had every intention of claiming her.

“Answer my questions, Elizabeth. Are you seeing anyone?” He watched as her eyes widened even further with shock at his determination to get answers to his questions. Nervousness flittered across her face, but her breath came out in short pants as if his close proximity affected her. He watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath. God, he wanted to feel her body against his. He just knew she would feel perfect against him… in his arms.

“Your questions are inappropriate,” she replied sharply. Despite her body giving her attraction away, she held firm. He liked that. He liked a woman that wasn’t too easy of a catch.

“I agree,” he said, impatiently. “They are inappropriate. I need the answers nonetheless.”

“Why?” she asked. Her gaze scanned his face as if looking for the answer to her question.

“Answer me,” he demanded. His hand reached out and caressed her cheek as if to soothe the harshness of his words.

“You are way out of line, Mr. Dorsey,” Elizabeth said.

“Yes, I know,” he said a little softer this time. His fingers tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear. His gaze dropped to her bared neck. He had to fight the urge to nuzzle the spot just below her ear. “But I need to know if there are any obstacles to making you mine. Are you seeing anyone?”

“No,” she whispered. “I’m not seeing anyone.” Her lips parted for a moment before she bit down on her lower lip. That was almost his undoing.

“Are you fucking anyone?” he asked. She released her bottom lip and sucked in a breath when he asked that question. Her gaze fell from his eyes to his lips and then to her hands. He placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her head up to meet his gaze again. He wanted to see her eyes when she answered him. There was heat in her gaze, and that thrilled him.

“No, Mr. Dorsey, I’m not fucking anyone at the moment,” she said. Her voice was hard, but he heard the desire in it and that snapped his restraint. His hand weaved into her hair until his palm gripped the back of her head, pulling her into him. His mouth slammed down on hers. Her full lips were soft and pliable, and his tongue flicked out over her lips to taste her. She tasted so sweet…like candy.

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Author Bio:

I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing. It is such a pleasure to be able to share all the stories in my head!

In the journey of life, I also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure. But the love of writing has never died.

My favorites: I love to read and write… obviously! But I also enjoy all sports, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes! Go Steelers! Go Rays! I LOVE to travel… LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. I love to drink Teavana teas! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a member of that!  I love hanging out with my family and my friends! Big fan of music, but love nothing better than putting on my jean shorts, tank top, cowboy boots and hat and watching Tim McGraw belt it out! I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat! 

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Release Me by Iyana Jenna

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Thank you very much, Nikki, for having me today to talk about my Romance on the Go book, Release Me. It came out on June 28 from Evernight Publishing.

Before I go on with the book, I’d like to talk a bit about how to handle negative criticism. To me negative criticism is just the same with the positive one. I will listen and pay attention to both of them because they are all important. For negative criticism, I will read carefully what those critics tell me and do something about it. If it’s something that I need to improve, I will gladly do it. But if it has nothing to do with my writing or my genre, then I’ll just forget it and move on. There are some things I learn from the writing business. One is that you can never please everyone. There are always people who are not satisfied with what you write or just not into it. Yet there is a silver lining with this condition. Not everybody will hate your book. Even if someone says your book is terrible and isn’t worth your money, there are always others who happen to like what you write. Because, yeah, people do like different kinds of books.

 

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Taking a break from dealing with his father’s clients on legal matters, Nicholas Haynes went out to the sea on his yacht—only to find a man floating in the water. The man was still alive, much to Nicholas’s relief.

Gregory Phillips was a private investigator and his last job almost turned him into fish food if not for Nicholas. Little did he know that the main suspect in his case was one of Nicholas’ father’s clients. When Nicholas insisted on taking care of Gregory after the incident that almost killed him, can he trust Nicholas enough with his life?

 

Excerpt:

Stanley Haynes threw the newspaper, and it landed with a slap on Nicholas’s plate. The headlines blared at Nicholas as though his father had shouted at him.

Heir to US Banking Chain Wedded?

“You ever plan to tell us about this, Nicholas?”

Nicholas glanced briefly at his mother sitting across from him, but she kept stirring the cooling coffee in her cup. Nicholas could see a smile flicker in her eyes. He shrugged.

“Come on, Dad. You know it was impossible for me to talk about it before everything was done.”

“Are you saying you don’t trust me, or your mom—” Stanley threw a glance at his wife, and his eyes widened. “You knew about this?”

She threw her hands up.

“God, no, honey. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“All right, all right.” Stanley took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “Is it that Phillips guy?”

“Of course. Who else?” Nicholas grinned.

His mother went back to stirring her coffee. Her voice was calm when she asked, “When was it, Nicholas? How come both of us didn’t know anything about it?”

“A moment after Greg was released from the hospital.”

“Wow. That fast?”

Nicholas chuckled. “Yeah. Now you can’t accuse me of being a playboy anymore.”

“That’s good, dear.” His mother took his hand, and Nicholas squeezed hers gently. “So those journalists—they just found out the other day?”

“They’ve just seen this ring, that’s all.” Nicholas lifted his left hand and eyed the simple platinum band around his ring finger. Gregory had exactly the same kind of ring around his finger.

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A month earlier

It was the lulling sounds of the waves and the gentle breeze above the vast, boundless ocean that Nicholas loved most. He could spend days, even weeks, drifting seemingly without any course and purpose on his boat, all by himself. After months dealing with his father’s clients about legal matters, he was always desperate for some time alone. Sometimes he just couldn’t understand why he had to work twice as hard as the other employees in his father’s bank when he was his only son. However, most of the time, he just couldn’t see it any other way. His father was not the type to want to spoil his family. Everyone had to earn what life had given to them. Nobody was allowed to simply ask and receive.

Today, though, he ended up not alone.

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Hi!

I’m Iyana Jenna and you can call me Iyana. I like writing, romance, and man love so as you can see on this site, you’re mostly going to find m/m stories whether they are for adults or young adults. They are not going to be too heavy on explicit sex, though, as many say that my stories are considered sweet romance.​

When I don’t write, I teach English to children, teens, and adults. I also work in the curriculum and materials department in an institution. Among my responsibilities are writing books and tests.

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Wolven by Silvia Stancil

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“Wolven” is the third book in my Club Heat series, and I became inspired as usual by the idea of my heroine. All my heroines seem to be a little piece of myself from some time in my life that I break off and toy around with by throwing into various situations. Rachel McGee is a sweetheart of a person, but unfortunately, she’s anxious as hell and mixed up in matters of the heart. She really reminds me of myself before I found my Mr. Right, and I think I channeled that chapter of my life with startling accuracy.

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Rachel McGee is going undercover at Club Heat. Under the order of her domineering boyfriends, Samael and Chadwick, the leaders of the fire vampires, Rachel is to find out everything she can about the shifters in order to bring their kind down and bring Samael to power. But when Rachel gets to know a gorgeous pair of wolf shifters named Charlie and Frank, her heart begins to stray…and feel for the first time in years.

Has Rachel been living a lie with Samael and Chadwick? Can she bring herself to take down the wolves, or will she betray the only love she’s ever known?

EXCERPT:

“Who loves you?” Samael asked, his face serious in the moonlight as Rachel wrapped her arms around his chest.

“You, I hope,” she said, bringing up one hand up to twirl her hair around her finger.

“How was work?” he asked. “Find anything useful for me?”

There he went again. All business. Rachel rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I found out the shifter fucker is a pretty nice girl.”

Samael returned the eye roll. “And?”

Rachel hesitated. Something felt wrong, really wrong. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him where the shifters lived. But why?

“You holding something back from me?” he asked gruffly, and he took her chin in his hand with more than a little force.

“The shifters,” Rachel stammered. “They all live in those new condos on fifth. At least, Janika said most of them did.”

“She coming out anytime soon?” he asked, his gaze darting to the back door and then back to Rachel. “I saw this little alleyway out here and the wheels just started turning.” His hands slid down and around her hips, his fingers easily finding their way between the fabric of her jeans and fondling the area.

A sigh escaped Rachel, and she was taken again in the warmth of his kiss. All worries of Janika and the shifters rolled away into his touch. She knew what he wanted, and he proved her theory when he slid a kiss down her neck and buried it in her bosom.

Chadwick’s hands met her jeans and she felt the button pop, the garment sliding down and around her ankles in a smooth transition. Chadwick’s lips kissed the soft curves of her hips and ass, tickling and teasing as he slid her panties off and around her ankle.

Rachel giggled and Samael flipped her around so that he was behind her, running his tongue along her neck as Chadwick’s mouth found its way between her legs, covering her bloated nub in wet kisses and pecks. She moaned as Samael slid a finger down her backside and rested it inside her. It was only a moment before she came.

Samael’s free hand covered her mouth as she moaned the orgasm away into his flesh. He tickled his fingers across her lips and moved aside to pull the ladder of the fire escape closer to the ground.

Rachel bent over and gripped it, letting out a little sigh as Samael’s fingers left and Chadwick’s cock replaced them.

Samael pulled her top down to expose her breasts, fondling the length of her nipples between his fingers as Chadwick picked up to a steady rhythm inside her.

Chadwick slid back, done after only a few gratifying minutes, and Samael’s thick member slid inside of her wet asshole, moving around her in a circular motion.

Rachel shuddered as the nerves inside the gently used tunnel came to life, the way they always did when she was with the vampire. If only she could get her heart to agree with her body, they would be perfect lovers. The melancholy thought was dismissed as two of Samael’s fingers slid inside of her pussy and twirled, feeling her out.

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Raven McAllan’s- Will You Dance Miss Laurence?

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Raven’s Ramblings on how an accidental eavesdropping gave me the idea for Will You Dance Miss Laurence?

A while ago a germ of an idea came to me as I was sitting on a plane on my way back from Hong Kong. (name dropping lol) I overheard someone talking about dancing, and how what they’d seen was more like sex than the rumba! That got my mind whirling.

Will You Dance Miss Laurence? was the result…

Blurb…

Dancing lessons were supposed to be fun, but who ever heard of attending them without your knickers on?

Shibari Master Ryan is intrigued by Ava, so when his cousin asks a favor, he is only too happy to help Ava out of the rut she says she is in.

Will her past allow her to enjoy his bondage, or will true submission prove a step too much?

And a wee tease…

"I expect you to answer me, Ava. You did it so beautifully when we last met. ‘Yes, Sir’ will be the proper response. So, I ask again, are you ready for your first lesson?" She swallowed and Ryan guessed she was wondering if she did indeed want what lesson he could teach her. He could almost read her mind, her face was so expressive.

"Um…" She blinked several times and rubbed her hands down her skirt. Damp palms perhaps? That’s good.

"Yes, I think so. Oh, er, Sir." The last word tumbled out as if she was worried he would walk away without the title. Ryan chose to ignore her hesitation.

"Good, take off your dress." He folded his arms, as he wondered how she would react to such a direct command.

"Eh?" A soft rosy glow suffused her cheeks.

"You heard. Take it off or walk away. Your choice. From now you do as I say." He didn’t elaborate. He knew it would be no such scenario. Any person could negotiate a scene, and if they chose to, then walk away. His stark order might be cruel, but Ryan was intrigued just how Ava would react. He had a feeling that under her quiet demeanor was a hot, feisty woman just begging to be let free once more.

She blinked again.

Dammit, is this Morse code? Because it’s a helluva long while since I was a Boy Scout.

Ryan tapped his foot slowly and deliberately.

"Then I go." Ava walked past him, stopped and made her way back to stand in front him once more. Her five foot three height made her crane her neck to look up at his face. "I do nothing without freedom of choice, mate."

"Sir. And good, that’s what I wanted to hear. Let’s talk." He took her arm and walked to where he’d put the bench earlier and wished he could adjust his cock, which was rubbing his leather trousers as it swelled and demanded attention. Her attitude was one he preferred, and Ryan looked forward to their exchanges. He was under no illusion that they would be many and less than fiery and often. "Sit legs astride, there’s a good girl. Let your pussy feel the leather. It might be soft, but It will make you wet. Are you going to stain my bench, love?"

"What?" It was a squeak rather than a word. "Oh god, I can so not do this. I’m sorry, and I don’t even know your name, but this is so not me. What on earth made Jane think I’d want knickerless lessons is beyond me. Seriously, I’m sorry I’ve wasted your time, but I’m not who or what you want. Whatever that is, it’s not me. Really, it’s not. Hells bells, I’m an ordinary overweight thirty eight year old widow with a dr…well with nothing that would interest you I’m sure. So Mr. … Sir … er, whatever, I’ll be off." She tried to tug her arm away from him.

He’d never met anyone who could babble so much so fast, and still have breath left. He held his hand up, and to his surprise, she stopped the pull. It was just as well, because she had the stamina and strength of an anchorman in a tug of war team. He grinned inwardly. Definitely not the build of one though.

"Calm down, sit how you want for now, and listen to me." She glared at him, and Ryan knew she teetered on the edge of acquiescing or slapping him senseless. However, she nodded and perched on the edge of the bench, the skirt of her dress tucked firmly under her and tight across her legs. Ryan was certain she had no idea how enticing the dark shadow of her pussy curls was. Even though he preferred a smooth hairless cunt, he wanted to be the one to make it so, and this hint of things to come had his body taut.

"Okay, but no siring or anything…"

He chuckled, he’d bet his new cuffs he’d have her Siring him before she left.

"My name is Ryan. Ryan Culliver." He saw the moment the significance of his name registered.

Raven lives with her long suffering, dust bunny accepting husband ,and two cats, on the edge if a forest in Scotland.

She loves men in kilts and hates midges. However she’ll put up with the second to drool over the first.

You can find her (usually eating chocolate, drinking coffee and procrastinating) at

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A Boon By Moonlight by Nicola Cameron

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BLURB:

 

Ex-Marine Zach Mayhew is willing to do anything for his dying grandmother, even find a fairy ring and beg that she be allowed to spend her last days in Faerie. But when a gorgeous Sidhe noble demands a night in his bed in return, Zach learns that a boon asked by moonlight can have unexpected consequences for his heart.

 

 

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· Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-boon-by-moonlight-by-nicola-cameron/

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BOOK TRAILER:

 

 

PG EXCERPT

“You called, mortal?”

Zach spun and dropped into a defensive crouch, groping for an assault weapon that wasn’t there. After a moment, his brain finally registered that he wasn’t in the desert, this wasn’t an ambush. Heart hammering, he yanked the flashlight out of his jacket pocket and thumbed the switch, aiming the beam at the faerie ring.

And the tall figure that now stood within it. It held up one hand, shading its eyes. “Put away your light. I mean you no harm,” it ordered.

“Oh, fuck that noise,” Zach croaked. “Who are you?”

“You summoned me, mortal. I might ask you the same question.”

Slowly, Zach lowered the beam. And felt his mouth go dry at the man who now stood in the faerie ring, giving him an irritated look.

It didn’t help that he was one of the most gorgeous men Zach had ever seen. Tall and lean, he had model-perfect cheekbones that were complimented by huge eyes overhung by thick, well-shaped brows, a straight, slightly pointy nose, and a mouth made for kissing. A mane of thick hair that looked black in the moonlight hung well past his waist, and seemed to move independently of him. He wore something that could have been one of Tom Hiddleston’s costume rejects from The Avengers, and a curved sword hung at his right hip.

The faerie ring was empty thirty seconds ago, Zach thought dazedly, and there was no way someone could have snuck through the woods and jumped into it, not without him hearing them. Son of a god damned bitch. It worked, it really worked. He’d summoned a Seelie sidhe, a Shining One.

Who was now raising an annoyed eyebrow at him. He licked his lips, feeling massively underprepared. “Hi,” he said after a cough.

The eyebrow rose another millimeter. “Yeah, sorry. Um, my name is Zach Mayhew, and I want to ask a boon,” he forged on. “Of you. Please.”

The other eyebrow came up to join its mate. “A boon,” the sidhe said in a rich tenor, sounding somewhere between exasperated and amused. “Now that’s a word I haven’t heard from human lips for many a year. Well, then, what boon do you request, mortal man?”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

Growling under his breath, Zach went back upstairs and yanked his bedroom door open. “Oh.”

Jerrek was already in bed. His outfit had been neatly folded over the old straight back chair in the corner, and the sidhe himself was nude and stretched out over Zach’s faded blue bedcover. His long, shining brown hair filmed his body just as Zach imagined, revealing tantalizing glimpses of corded arms, a firm chest, and a set of abs that looked like cobblestones. Zach’s gaze continued down, falling on the long, slim cock that was already starting to harden, laying in a graceful curve over one muscled thigh.

The sidhe propped his head up on one hand. “It took you long enough. I was starting to worry that you’d forgotten me,” he commented with a smirk.

“Just — just wanted to get Gram to bed,” Zach managed. “Make sure she was asleep.”

“And is she?”

“Yeah.”

Jerrek reached out to him. “Well, then. Come to me.”

Wondering if he was in a dream, Zach stepped forward and took the proffered hand. Suddenly he found himself pulled over the sidhe like a human-shaped blanket. “Since you prefer to top and all,” Jerrek purred.

Zach could feel the heat rising from the other man’s body, warming him through. Jerrek’s smirk shifted, turning into a smile. It was both challenge and invitation, and Zach lowered his head until he could just brush his lips across that curved mouth. A tingling jolt went through him, dancing across his nerve endings and grounding out in his groin.

He gasped and Jerrek took advantage of that, kissing him back and running the tip of his tongue around Zach’s lips. The kiss softened, deepened, until their tongues were dueling slickly against each other.

With a soft growl, Jerrek pulled back, sucking in a breath as he did. “You’re wearing entirely too many clothes,” he said, rubbing his naked groin against Zach’s still clothed one. “Take them off at once.”

Zach couldn’t help grinning at the order. “Are you always this bossy?”

“I prefer to think of it as authoritative. What part of ‘sidhe lord’ didn’t you grasp?”

“Well, now that you mention it—” Zach slid a hand between their bodies, curling his fingers around the other man’s shaft and squeezing gently. Jerrek’s mouth opened in a soft groan and he squirmed, bucking into Zach’s grip.

“I’ve never had anyone talk back to me the way you do,” he breathed. “It’s really very refreshing.”

Zach grunted at that, focusing on what was in his hand. Skin so soft it almost didn’t register against his fingertips, and beneath that hardness and a heat that pulsed against his palm. He stroked up, letting his thumb brush across the tip, and felt a bead of wetness there. “I think you like it,” he murmured. “You need someone who isn’t going to stand still for your shit.”

“I would hardly call it—” Jerrek’s complaint was cut off as Zach kissed him again, luring his tongue out and sucking on it. Jerrek moaned into his mouth, then again as he pulled away, laying a trail of open-mouthed kisses along the sidhe’s jaw and down his neck. “Oh, that’s nice. Don’t stop.”

BIO

 

Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of “y’all,” much to her Chicago family’s dismay.

Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).

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