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#MM - Claimed (M/M)

3/4/2017

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Then Alpha’s nails sunk into his back, deep enough to break skin but not quite. Hot breath hovered over the nape of Skid’s neck and descended with a soul-satisfying nip and insistent growls. The moment those teeth latched upon his neck was pure music to his ears.

“Alpha!” Skid gasped just as a large hand wrapped around him to grip his shaft and stroke relentlessly. Alpha worked him front and back as Skid arched back further into Alpha’s teeth. A violent shudder of pleasure rocked through Skid. All three points of possession—his ass, his cock, his neck—hungered for Alpha’s absolute claim.

“Fuck, Jesus!”

“You want to come?” Alpha hissed.

“Yes!”

“You’re staying.”

It wasn’t a question, but--

“Fuck yes!”

“Then come.”

​Alpha sped up, priming his pump with each masterful stroke of the hand, pummeling his hole with each pelvic smack to the ass. Then glorious teeth sank into Skid’s neck again. Sweet Jesus.
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The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when a coming-of-age runaway is claimed by Alpha.

Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

If you like stories about gay males with a sci-fi flavor, you may enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).

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#MM - Solo (M/F)

2/22/2017

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Clark cut the call and turned off his phone. He was already frustrated before the call. He hated how often he fell for these false alarms, and how aggravating they left him in desiring release. He kept hearing the sub, those sexy sounds, the ones that reminded him of Mariah.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he saw the enchanting beauty's half-lidded blue eyes that one fateful afternoon long ago in her office with the Space Needle at her back. Gripping his cock, he played with himself until he came to the sweet melody of Mariah's ecstatic moans echoing in his head.
He growled in pleasure, his pent-up frustration released.

Fucking hell.

​When would she come for him, come back to him?
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent III: The Mistress, when the male protagonist recalls one of the female protagonists shortly after revisiting an old stomping ground -- a BDSM club.

Purr Scent III: The Mistress is the fourth book in the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, which follows the story of a bisexual female awakening to her sexuality who eventually gets claimed by both the lesbian domme and the alpha male dominant in hot pursuit.

Although Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the series, Purr Scent I: The Meeting is now available as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

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#MM - Open Wide (M/M)

1/30/2017

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Lance went to his nightstand and retrieved a spider gag. He’d accumulated quite a bit of stuff over the years to make things spicy for the four-man orgies. Many of the things he owned and operated he often tried on himself first. This gag was one of them.

“Open your mouth,” Lance said. The green eyes enlarged. So did the mouth. That was all he needed to slip the O-ring metal into place. “Since your place of origin is still questionable at the moment, I need to keep your mouth open in case you bite.”

He grinned, then secured the head harness under the chin and over and around the head. He could barely slip a finger under each strap. “Not too tight?”

The man shook his head and regarded him with steady watchful eyes. With gag in place, the man swallowed. Barely.

Lance hardened at the erotic sight. Never had Lance felt this much of a thrill in anticipation of fucking someone’s mouth.
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The above excerpt is from Vaughn 1, the first episode in the Man X Chronicles series, when negotiations have just been set between captain and captive.

Vaughn 1 is a kinky gay/trans sci-fi romance that occurs far in the future.

If you enjoy stories about gay men, you may also enjoy Skid (Black Storm Pack prequel), a complimentary read at most retail site

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#MM - Bottom Here (F/F)

1/2/2017

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 “Wait, what secret?”

Quinn eyed the gods that be in the ceiling and stared right back down at her. “I knew it. I knew you’d forget. That’s exactly why I’m here. I knew that I’d need to punish you.”

“What?!” Sally widened her eyes in alarm. “Hey, no way! You charged in here like this. You should be the one punished for scaring the living batshit out of me.”

“Micky.”

This time, the pet name spoken in that husky yet commanding voice had the desired effect on Sally. She suddenly realized Quinn’s intent to play with her, to scene. Here. In her office!

Flabbergasted speechless, Sally watched as Quinn moved over to Sally’s desk with complete and unbridled entitlement. Quinn removed Sally’s sculpted bamboo backscratcher from its nail and pointedly rapped on the desk.

​“Here, Micky,” Quinn said. “This is where I want your ass.”

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The above excerpt is from The Librarian (Occupational Hazard Book 1), when an absent-minded librarian is reminded of a special forget-me-not occasion by her visiting partner.

The Librarian kicks off a series of stories devoted to kinky women in the workplace in the Occupational Hazard series.

If you like stories about kinky women at work, you may also enjoy The Interview (DykeLove Quickies Book 1).

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#MM - Claim Me (gay paranormal werewolf)

12/22/2016

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A ferocious growl pierced his soul. Alpha pounced upon his back, pinned his chest and chin to the ground and knocked the air right out of him. The heavier, bulkier, broader wolf had Skid down for the count. A gravitational pull possessed him, as if his fur wanted to melt into Alpha. Being this close to Alpha sparked a dramatic increase in temperature. Skid inhaled sharply. Suddenly, as if by a greater force, both of them had turned human again.

“You can’t expect me to simply watch you walk away,” Alpha huffed. His heartbeat thudded against Skid’s upper back. Heart to heart, Alpha’s need pressed into the cleft of Skid’s ass and damn near made his mouth water. Alpha’s hands tread downward along his ribs in slow possession. He growled quietly against Skid’s neck. “Just once. Just tonight. That’s all I ask. Then you tell me if you can walk away from this.”

At the mention of this, Alpha entered him with two fingers. The stark pain quickly morphed into pleasure—in part thanks to the wolf blood pumping overtime. As Alpha stretched and stroked, pushing in slowly yet fervently, reverently yet greedily; Skid gave in to the invasion, eagerly puckering to suck up even more.

​“More,” Skid whispered hoarsely. An involuntary shiver of excitement raced through his body. His limbs ached for contact, for possession, for whole and complete union.

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The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when a coming-of-age runaway is claimed by Alpha.

Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).

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#MM - Proposition (M/F)

12/17/2016

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Mariah glanced up beside her to locate the source of the bedroom voice. All breathing ceased function as she locked eyes upon the handsome suited stranger. Captivating brown eyes, regal nose, full jaw and striking cheek bones—the man was a looker.

And those lips? Sinfully bitable.

Mariah clamped her mouth shut to keep her jaw from trembling or dropping to the floor. Plus, she had to prevent herself from flat out drooling. No need to feed an oversized ego. If this man was Geneva’s version of handsome, then Geneva was probably right on the money about his silver platter status. With looks like his, Mariah doubted that the man had ever seen rejection in his life. Who would turn down someone so deliciously stunning?

“Clark Mannings,” the man said, holding out his hand for a shake. “Mannings Industries.”

“Mariah Olsen,” she answered, taking his hand for a firm shake. “Heartisan Foods.”

“In the flesh,” he said, somewhat pleased. “You’ve done an amazing job whipping that place into shape, given the short time you’ve been there.”

“Oh?” Mariah raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, she was curious about Mannings Industries. She’d never heard of the company before. Now, she wondered what kind of company it was for this man—a CEO, according to the pre-printed name tag—to know anything about her and her company.

“Entrepreneur Now,” he answered, as if understanding her unspoken question.

“I don’t pay any attention to the media,” Mariah said, thinking of Annika’s open dislike of the frequent partial news coverage. Case in point, Mariah did not recall anyone from the press asking her for an interview or a comment to write about her or her company. “I’d be suspect myself, if I were to read any of the coverage.”

“Noted,” Clark said with a quirk of those kissable lips. Her cheeks burned in embarrassment and anger—embarrassment from thinking of kissing the man, anger from the outburst of her traitorous hormones. She could use a date tonight—with her vibrator.

Fuck. There went her head again.

No.

Un
fuck. She couldn’t be thinking about that right now. She nearly shook her head to push that thought out of her mind. Instead, she shifted her gaze from his lips—hopefully, she hadn’t lingered there too long for her wayward thoughts to be noticed—and then locked eyes with him.

“I have a proposition,” Clark said with what seemed, to Mariah’s annoyance, to be a wider yet knowing smile.
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent 0: The Moment, the prequel to the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, when one of the female protagonists meets the male protagonist.

Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off a kinky menage romance that features a bisexual female submissive, a lesbian dominatrix and an alpha male dominant.

If you enjoy stories about bisexual women, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo.

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#MM - Gag Me (M/M)

11/15/2016

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Lance went to his nightstand and retrieved a spider gag. He’d accumulated quite a bit of stuff over the years to make things spicy for the four-man orgies. Many of the things he owned and operated he often tried on himself first. This gag was one of them.

“Open your mouth,” Lance said. The green eyes enlarged. So did the mouth. That was all he needed to slip the O-ring metal into place. “Since your place of origin is still questionable at the moment, I need to keep your mouth open in case you bite.”

He grinned, then secured the head harness under the chin and over and around the head. He could barely slip a finger under each strap. “Not too tight?”

The man shook his head and regarded him with steady watchful eyes. With gag in place, the man swallowed. Barely.

Lance hardened at the erotic sight. Never had Lance felt this much of a thrill in anticipation of fucking someone’s mouth.

“So fucking sexy,” Lance murmured. “You taking whatever I dish out, however I dish it, that’s hot.”

Lance unleashed his belt and eased out of his pants. His happy prick bounced out, ready to shoot.

​“See this?” He fisted his erection. Standing by the bed, his prick was at the man’s eye level. “It’s for you.”
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The above excerpt is from Vaughn 1, the first episode in the Man X Chronicles series, when negotiations have just been set between captain and captive.

Vaughn 1 is a kinky gay/trans sci-fi romance that occurs far in the future.

If you enjoy stories about gay men, you may also enjoy Skid (Black Storm Pack prequel), a complimentary read at most retail site

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#MM - Shut the Door (F/F)

11/15/2016

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When the car doors opened, Kaylee stepped inside and pressed the key for the fifth floor. Right before the doors shut, an attractive woman (almost thirty?) in a Speedo top and sweatpants entered. She had a strip of spiky brown hair, kind of like a short mohawk, that was dyed blond at the tips. The rest of her hair, which was the same length as the spikes, hung naturally with that soft butch look.

Was she a dyke?


One look at those luscious lips had Kaylee down for the count, thinking of their sensuous pucker at her nether region. Just looking at the woman made Kaylee weak in the knees. But those eyes? Those dark blue eyes looked like midnight and made Kaylee think of sinful things that people only did in the cover of dark.


The woman gave her a wolfish grin with a glimpse of perfect pearly white teeth.


Kaylee blinked.


Oh, shit.


Kaylee had been blatantly gawking at the woman.
Wolfish grin? Yeah, right. She wished. Kaylee stiffened and looked away, noting the floor indicator blink from four to five before the car doors opened.

Thank goodness that they had arrived to the fifth floor. The air was getting stuffy in there, and her light head needed to be screwed on tight.


Drat.
She shouldn’t be thinking of screwing anything right now.

Then again, maybe she
should take a trip to the restroom and get all this sexual energy out. Wouldn’t help anything if she went into that interview hot and horny as fuck.

Checking the time on her wristwatch, Kaylee noted that she still had ten minutes. A five-minute fuck in the restroom should be enough time. If she did that, then she would still have five minutes left before the interview.


Better do it now rather than later.


Before she could change her mind, Kaylee followed the signs to the public restroom and locked herself into a stall. After hanging her briefcase on the metal hook behind the stall door, she closed her eyes and called up the image of Sporty Spiky Soft Butch.
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The above excerpt is from The Interview, which is the first book in the DykeLove Quickies series, when small town girl Kaylee Hall meets the "Sporty Spiky Soft Butch" Doc.

If you enjoy stories about kinky lesbian females, you may also enjoy meeting other the couples in The Intros (DykeLove Quickies prequel), a complimentary read at most retail sites.


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#MM - Orientation (F/F)

10/31/2016

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They had to have this little orientation done before check-out time. On the table was her willing accomplice—ten meters of quarter-inch, natural color hemp ready for winding and binding.

Anuhara’s eyes skittered over the rope on the table before she tentatively stepped forward.

“Relax,” Sherilynn soothed. “I want you limp as a rag. Don’t try to help me. Stay at ease and be patient. Do you have a mindfulness practice or go-to meditation you can use to stay focused on something else while I tie you up? Because it might take awhile.”

Anuhara paused and answered, “I have a breathing technique I learned awhile back.”

“Tell me about it,” Sherilynn prompted.

“It’s something I picked up from a fellow islander. She’s from Hawai’i. Not that I’m from there,” Anuhara added quickly. “Anyway, it’s about breathing in a circuit: inhaling for seven counts, holding the breath for seven counts, exhaling for seven counts, pausing for seven counts and then starting the whole cycle again for six more times.”

“Hmm. Interesting. Why seven?” Sherilynn mused, enjoying the ease with which Anuhara explicated.

Anuhara shrugged. “I don’t know. I didn’t ask. It was easy to remember, fun to try, and nice to see how it jived with me. Plus, it comes in real handy because it increases my blood circulation so much that I feel hot even before I complete seven of those cycles.”

“Good to know,” Sherilynn said, taking note of the circulation issue. She’d have to ensure that the rope had a bit of give to accommodate the swell of oxygen-rich blood flow in the body. Anuhara’s body probably ran hot. Smiling to herself, she remembered how warm it was to sleep beside her in bed last night. “Now strip. Slowly.”
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The above excerpt is from The Invitation, which is the first book in the DykeLove Bound series, when a newbie gets her introduction to rope.

While subsequent books in this particular series are forthcoming, in the meantime you can enjoy The Intros (DykeLove Quickies prequel) as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

If you like stories about kinky lesbian females who are also into bondage, you may enjoy The Inquiry in the DykeLove Quickies series.

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#MM - Masked (M/F)

10/13/2016

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“Tell me your safeword,” Clark ordered immediately after he got Coral’s consent to progress.

“Caribbean,” she answered swiftly, which showed how adequate her training had been up to this point. Good, that meant Clark didn’t need to jump through all the hoops to establish a baseline. Tanner really had done his homework with this one.

“When will you say that?” Clark prompted, drawing from Tanner’s guidelines for safe consensual play.

“When I want the abduction to stop.”

“Good. Say it when you feel pins and needles or begin to feel tingly in the ropes. Say it before you get numb or pass out. Say yellow if you want water or want things to slow down. Tell me what I just said.”

“I safeword when I feel discomfort when bound, before I get numb or pass out. I can say yellow to slow things down and get hydrated.”

“Good girl.”

With that, Clark retrieved a ski mask from one of the drawers and slipped it over her head. He had the mask specially designed so that the holes for the eyes were nonexistent and only an opening at the mouth allowed one to breathe.

He found the prospect of taking the woman without even seeing her face an arousing one. With a slow finger, he traced a finger down the soft creamy skin, from her spine all the way to her butt crack. With a patient meander, he skirted around the fleshy tush, along the toned thigh to the knee and up along the crevice of her inner thighs. He dipped a finger past her clit and verified the wet trail forming at her lips.

“Ah, wet for me already.” Clark grinned and withdrew his finger. “My plaything likes it rough. Being taken. Without sight. You can’t get away, can’t plan an escape, can’t even see me, report me, identify me in a line-up. I can get away. Scot-free.”

“No, you can’t do this. I—I’ve got money. Somewhere. I can get it to you. Let me go, so I can find it for you.”

​Clark laughed. “What man in his right mind would walk away from a fine piece of ass like this?” He began to warm up her rump. “Especially when it’s already wet and oh so available. You think I’d be stupid enough to fall for the money trick, bitch? Think you can outsmart me? You deserve a spanking.”
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent 0: The Moment, which is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, when a female submissive is about to get her most forbidden desire fulfilled by the alpha male protagonist.

While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo.

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#MM - DIY Anatomy (Bi Girls Do It Solo)

10/3/2016

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I took a deep breath. 

Here goes.

I then stripped off my pants and underpants, leaving them on my mattress in a tidy bundle near the wall. Settling back onto my butt, I bent my knees and then flapped open my thighs as if they were the wings of a butterfly. Realizing I needed a bit more back support so that I could look comfortably into my handheld mirror, I propped the length of my pillow along my mid-back and up to my neck. Taking ahold of the reflective surface, I placed the thing between my legs and forced myself to look.

Okay, I’m brown.

With thick black pubic hair.

And something that looked like one squashed shriveled prune sandwich running vertical down the middle.

Wait. That didn’t look right. I referenced the black and white O’Keefe cousins in the book and compared it to my slit. 

Right. I needed to touch myself, part the lips.

​The labia, I lectured myself. This was definitely a very hands-on crash course on self-love anatomy alright.

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The above excerpt is from Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1), when college freshman Sy inspects her own anatomy.

Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1) is the first part of the new adult romance series Bi Girls Do It.

If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Purr Scent I: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio).

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#MM - Scandalous Ads

9/25/2016

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“You are a natural, Britta. A real natural.” After a pause, Reg continued quietly, “What do you think of domination?”

His lowered voice sent chills down Britta’s spine. She knew exactly what he was referring to, because she’d seen those ads in the free weekly papers. Big, busty women. Latex, PVC, catsuits, masks, thigh-high boots. She’d even taken the papers to her room, feigning that she wanted to know about the local independent news. Instead, she had flipped to the back of those papers to peruse the more scandalous ads. She’d close her eyes, invoke the fantasies to come alive, and masturbate to those mental pictures as a mere teenager—a horny one, at that. And no, she was not thinking of being told what to do by these women. She had imagined herself in their shoes, those thigh-high boots, driving her female victims crazy with lust. And she was getting off on their inconsolable craving for her dominance.

Britta grew heady just thinking about those teenage years. She’d never actualized those fantasies before. Had gone straight to college, stayed on the academic track, went on to get her masters in business administration. She’d only graduated about six months ago. She hadn’t ever made the time to look into the stuff, even if she did continue to revisit those fantasies during each session with her vibrator.

Besides, she was a dyke, who had crushed on many a straight girl in her sorority days. Had often fantasized about those girls in her dreams, how they’d take her strap-on and scream for more. Real dicks be damned. Who was this man to ask her about domination?

​“I don’t dig men,” Britta said flatly.
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The above excerpt is from The Miseducation 1, which is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, when the lesbian female protagonist confers with the bisexual male protagonist who is in an M/M/M gay menage relationship.

While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

If you like stories about kinky lesbian women, you may also enjoy the DykeLove Quickies series.

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#MM - A Solo Quickie (18+)

9/15/2016

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​Clark cut the call and turned off his phone. He was already frustrated before the call. He hated how often he fell for these false alarms, and how aggravating they left him in desiring release. He kept hearing the sub, those sexy sounds, the ones that reminded him of Mariah. Squeezing his eyes shut, he saw the enchanting beauty's half-lidded blue eyes that one fateful afternoon long ago in her office with the Space Needle at her back. Gripping his cock, he played with himself until he came to the sweet melody of Mariah's ecstatic moans echoing in his head.
He growled in pleasure, his pent-up frustration released. Fucking hell. When would she come for him, come back to him?

After the last jets of cum subsided, he retrieved Mariah's handkerchief to wipe himself clean. No longer frustrated, his mind finally cleared and he thought of Tanner. A red observation band most likely meant the woman was new to the club and still checking it out. Had she been here before? Who checked her in? Who gave her an orientation or a tour? Did Tanner meet her?

​He washed his hands and unlocked the door. Only way to find out was to find Tanner...
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent III: The Mistress, when male protagonist takes a quick moment to meet his own needs.

While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

If you like stories about bisexual women, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1).

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#MM - All of You (M/F)

8/18/2016

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Mariah curled up even closer to Clark. Skin to skin. Her back welcomed his lean heat, their heartbeats thumped against one another with vigor. He tightened his hold upon her, pulling her into him as snug as their bodies allowed.

Yes, this was heaven. The satin sheets under her, the covers keeping them warm, the embrace that had no give. Only take.

But it wasn’t taking, was it, if both sides gained the same pleasure?

“Good morning, sweetheart,” he breathed into her hair. Every nerve ending in her scalp rippled to the sound of his husky voice.

“G’morning,” she mumbled, breaking the silent spell of indulgent spooning.

His hands roamed to the valley between her legs and descended into her nether lips. He hissed, “You’re wet.”

“I’m always wet for you,” Mariah said. Shit, if anything, she was like Pavlov’s dog in heat! Seemed as if all Clark had to be was in the room and she’d be salivating down there.

To her great reluctance, Clark retrieved his fingers and gave her clit a swirl that threw her head back and sent her moaning. The grip of pure sensation heated her skin as her hands grasped the sheets. When his hot breath brushed against the back of her ear and moved toward the nape, all thoughts fled from her brain.

“I like you soft. Warm. Wet. Open for me.” Each word punctuated with a delicious strum across her pleasure bud, escalating her delight to new heights. A coil of need tightened her core. Her gasps came between erratic gulps for air.

“Clark!” Mariah whimpered as desire shot from zero to ninety in seconds. “I need you.”

“I’ve got you.” The rumble of his chest against her spine soothed yet excited her. “I’ve got your back.”

Mariah squirmed in frustration. “I want you to have more than my back.”

“All of you?” Clark asked, teasing her slick folds.

“Yes!” she breathed.
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent V: The Menagerie, the sixth book in the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, which covers the emerging relationship between a bisexual female submissive, a lesbian dominatrix and an alpha male dominant.

Although Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the series, Purr Scent I: The Meeting is now available as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

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#MM - Hard Surface (M/F)

8/13/2016

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“Clark,” she said again, her voice thick with desire, her lips trembling. “Make love to me.”


“Fuck,” he cursed softly. “Mariah, that's more than I could have dreamed for this visit.” He licked first one trail of tears and then the other, planting kisses along the way. His tender touch awoke a smoldering burn that flooded her veins. Goosebumps roused her skin like wildfire, and her fingers wove into strands of his hair to cling on for dear life.

Cradling her face, he bent close to lock lips for a heart-searing breath-stealing tango of tongues. Laving, suckling, tasting. A rising tide built low in her belly, a delicious pressure that ached for erection and friction.

As if sensing her need, he lifted her pencil skirt and cradled her bottom easily. Thighs free, she wrapped her legs around him and ground against his length. Moaning into his mouth, her nipples hardened to the reverberation of his answering growl rumbling from his chest to hers.

Suddenly sandwiched between a hard surface and him, Mariah arched into him, relishing the lack of space between them. Cursing, he broke the kiss. Breathless, he leaned his forehead against hers. “Mariah, I'm trying. To be gentle. To savor you. If you keep rubbing up against me, I'm not going to last.”

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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent IV: The Mastered, when one of the female protagonists reunites with the male protagonist.

Purr Scent IV: The Mastered is the fifth book in the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, which covers the emerging relationship between a bisexual female submissive, a lesbian dominatrix and an alpha male dominant.

Although Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the series, Purr Scent I: The Meeting is now available as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

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#MM - Lesson 1: Red. Cross.

8/4/2016

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Stacy sorted through a basket of bracelets to fish out a red one for her to wear. It was only then that Mariah realized that the bracelets Stacy wore were not part of her schoolgirl uniform. “These are color-coded,” she explained, “so you'll stay out of trouble, especially if you've come alone and uncollared.” At Mariah's look of confusion, she mentioned, “That is, single and not anyone's. Here, wear this red one—that'll keep people away. Red, by the way, is the club safeword. You know what a safeword is?”

Mariah nodded, looking at the new bracelet on her wrist.

“Good,” Stacy said and led her past another set of double doors, one which led to a great common room that was dimly lit. Soft sultry music played in the background. Walls were framed with erotic photography, manacles, whips and chains. Plush low curving sofas, cushions and bean bags provided seating areas for couples, threesomes and more. Although some people were dressed in business casual, most were dressed in provocative attire. Then there were also the few who were naked with collars and cuffs. The scene looked surreal, the play of light in the room as if from a painting out of the Baroque era.

Further away was a stage where a topless man in leather pants was using a feather to tease the bare legs of a zebra print, bikini-clad woman blindfolded and bound to a gigantic X. The woman's mouth was formed into an O as she whimpered and gasped at the tickling sensations, her hands fisted occasionally in futile attempts to thwart off the feather. The sound and the erotic sight sent a tight heat mounting in Mariah's core.

​“Beautiful, isn't it?” Stacy asked, gazing at her. “That's a St. Andrew's cross.”
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent III: The Mistress, when the female protagonist visits her first BDSM club -- solo.

Purr Scent III: The Mistress is the fourth book in the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series.

Although Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the series, Purr Scent I: The Meeting is now available as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

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#MM - Crush on Alpha (M/M shapeshifter)

7/23/2016

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Skid blinked. His mouth watered at the mere memory of the V-shaped muscles pointing to a very noticeable bulge. He’d never been so consumed with his sudden attraction to Alpha. Sure, all the guys were nice on the eyes. However, he had treated them like brothers and had begun to go out to the rumored gay bar in the next town over when he had hit sixteen. He’d never gone in, but that didn’t stop him from buying his own pack of cola, nursing a can and sitting out there on his cold ass near the bar to do some people watching.

He’d never even noticed Alpha in that way before. Alpha was Daddy, someone whose directions he followed and opinions he respected.

Alpha led Skid to a clearing. The area looked familiar. From the charred black stumps and sparse fallen logs Skid deduced and recognized the place. The forest fire. Over four years ago. Sprinkled here and there like toothpicks were short skinny barren trees making a comeback through a fresh thin blanket of winter snow.

Alpha stopped and shifted back to human form, waiting expectantly for him to follow suit. Trouble was, Skid didn’t know how to transition back. How he’d shifted in the first place was purely coincidental. He hadn’t even known he was a shifter. He looked at Alpha and suddenly longed to be in human form. He’d like to cuddle up next to that warm lean scrumptious muscle of a man. A flurry of erotic fantasies gripped him.

Skid shifted before he even realized what had happened. He looked down. Sure enough he was whole and human … and sporting a huge inconvenient erection. Skid covered himself and gulped in embarrassment, not daring to look into Alpha’s eyes. He was suddenly glad that his brothers were back a ways, on guard. He didn’t need to look around to sense them on full alert.

“Eyes on me,” Alpha ordered.

Skid gulped and met the amber eyes. Once again he marveled at his night vision. So many questions ran through his mind. Only one popped out in posthaste, “H-h-how did you know?”
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The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when a coming-of-age runaway is confronted with his crush on the alpha wolf shifter.

Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).

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#MM - Face Me (M/M shapeshifter)

7/7/2016

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“Face me,” Alpha said, frighteningly near.

Skid licked his bottom lip—fuck, he’d forgotten that cracked lip needed nursing. Still he obliged and turned to face the man.

“Sit up,” Alpha ordered.

Skid sprang up, nervous. The wolf pack could have left him there to die in that forest fire, but they hadn’t. They had carried him out of the woodlands and brought him here, wherever the here was. Not knowing whether it was appropriate to make eye contact or not, Skid deferred to staring at the floor near Alpha’s feet.

“What’s your name?” Alpha asked. His shiny black combat boots now appeared quite interesting.

“Um, Skid,” he said. He didn’t have a name, wasn’t born with one, and never took on the name the state had given him. Firefighters had found him at their station one cold morning not long after he was born. They figured that he could have been a few days to a few weeks old at the time of drop-off. No birth certificate, nothing. For the longest time he’d felt ashamed to be the only kid to not know his birthday—his real birthday. Only recently in the past year did he decide that since he didn’t know the actual day of his birth, then he could very well celebrate his birthday for the whole month of December.

“Skid?” Alpha repeated. “Look at me.”

Skid gulped and looked up. The man before him had dark blond curls with light brown tips at the ends, a chiseled jaw, furry brows, amber eyes, a regal nose and lips that were just the right size—not too thick and not too thin. Likewise heavily muscled, a black vest and matching cargo pants barely contained the Alpha’s rippling chest and washboard abs.

One word vied with another when he saw Alpha: FORMIDABLE mixed with FORBIDDEN. Alpha was formidable in that Skid wouldn’t want him as an enemy any day. He was forbidden in the sense that Skid secretly liked having such a fit body, even though he knew he’d never have the bone structure to amass muscle like that.

​Alpha was … handsome. He could have stepped out of the cover of a magazine. Judging by his looks, he couldn’t have been older than thirty and that was being conservative. Skid bet that the man was borderline mid-twenties. Then again, he could be wrong. Did wolf shifters look younger than their years or vice versa?  
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The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when the alpha wolf shifter inspects a thirteen-year-old runaway.

Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).

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#MM - Every Inch (F/F 18+)

6/23/2016

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Erin gulped as LeeAnne released the hold on the bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. Naked in all her glory, Erin didn’t know what to fuck first—the tits, the clit, or the slit. Fuck, she didn’t even know which way was up.

Unclothed, the hard-as-steel woman did indeed sport muscles with black belt definition. Despite the trim build, she was also soft at just the right places that called to Erin’s protective instincts. And for the next hour or so, these curves were all hers to enjoy.

Setting the bottle of olive oil down on the mat, Erin pulled on the plastic wrap and bound the breasts. Then she fashioned a panty and slid in a few fingers for a quick appetizer. She gave it a swirl and grinned when LeeAnne’s breath caught. Good, the wrap was loose enough at the slit to allow for entry.

“Lay down on the mat, face up,” Erin said. As LeeAnne laid down, Erin placed the box of plastic wrap aside and picked up the bottle of oil. She drizzled some oil along LeeAnne’s navel before setting the bottle down beside LeeAnne. Then she lathered up her hands by spreading the oil around the belly.

“What are you doing?” LeeAnne asked in a strained voice.

“Cataloguing every inch of your body to find all your erogenous zones.”

​LeeAnne worked her throat. “That’s … cruel.”
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The above excerpt is from The Investigation (DykeLove Quickies Book 4), when captor becomes captive, er, captivated.

The Investigation (DykeLove Quickies Book 4) is a multicultural erotic romance with fetish in the DykeLove Quickies series.

If you like stories about lesbians, you may also enjoy The Invitation (DykeLove Bound Book 1).

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#MM - See This? (M/M 18+)

6/16/2016

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“See this?” He fisted his erection. Standing by the bed, his prick was at the man’s eye level. “It’s for you.”

At Lance’s angle, he saw the eyes lid with lust and the tell-tale twitch in the man’s tongue. Blood had also rushed to the man’s cheeks, giving it a ruddy color that sent his own blood rushing south. The assuring thought that this man found him attractive only fueled his fire.

Lance rearranged the pillows and set the man’s head down into a position that would be somewhat comfortable for deep throating later. He got onto the bed and straddled the man, his cock positioned at the enticing entrance. He stayed there, grinning as the man inhaled the scent of his arousal. He was already leaking.

“Suck my balls,” Lance said as he used the headboard for leverage and descended upon the orifice.

The warm wet tongue lapped at the ache in his loins. His dick bobbed in appreciation. Lowering another fraction to ensure a perfect seal, he waited for the man to suck. He hissed and damn near jumped off the bed when the latch tightened around his ball as the man suckled.

​“Yes, that’s it,” he praised hoarsely. “Right there.”
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The above excerpt is from Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles), when captor becomes captive, er, captivated.

Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles) is a gay/trans sci-fi romance in the Man X Chronicles series.

If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack Book 1).

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#MM - Don't Ask, Don't Tell (BI)

6/11/2016

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Don’t ask, don’t tell, right?

I wrinkled my nose and peered down at the open book in my other hand.

Gulping, I scrutinized the various illustrations that looked like many a Georgia O’Keefe painting. One of them had outer folds that echoed the inner folds, so much so that I thought of the ripples on a pond. To the right of that was one that had an opening shaped like an eye—which was way too psychedelic for me, considering the topic.

My eyes scrolled toward the one on the next page, which actually looked like a candle flame in a church. Its buddy on the right with its pointy crown looked like the headdress of one of those Buddhas you’d see at a Thai temple. Not to mention the one on the bottom left that had a prominent bulge (a head?) with a hood (the veil hanging off of the coif?) that made me think of the Virgin Mary cloaked in her habit. And then there was--

Crap. I couldn’t believe that I was mixing the holy with the …

I still couldn’t say it. Not even to myself.

​So maybe I could use a negative? … the not so holy?
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​The above excerpt is from Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1), when college freshman Sy cracks open an interesting book full of self-love exercises. ;-)

Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1)  is a new adult romance in the Bi Girls Do It series.

If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Purr Scent 1: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1).

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#MM - Get Your Handheld Mirror (BI)

5/28/2016

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The first instruction?

Get a handheld mirror. Well, I had none. Because I was the kind of good girl who always did her homework and studied hard, of course I had to do something to get that mirror. Now.


So I rode my two-wheeler to the hardware store for the piece of shitty plastic that looked like it was made in a sweatshop in China. Then I biked the hell home and relished the little time I had left to do the first exercise, which required that I execute in front of this mirror.


Speaking of the little time remaining, I checked my phone and felt panic arising. My roommate would be back soon. There was nothing like performance under pressure.


Crap.


A series of
I-love-myself and I-love-you’s spewed from my mouth, each one sounding more rushed and hysterical and unreal than the previous one. I broke eye contact and laughed until my cheeks hurt. Finally, when I was convinced I could actually say the words and believe even a teensy weensy little bit of the recited statement, I stopped and turned the page to the next exercise.


My jaw dropped.


What the hell?


There had to be a mistake.
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​The above excerpt is from Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1), when college freshman Sy cracks open an interesting book full of self-love exercises. ;-)

Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1)  is a new adult romance in the Bi Girls Do It series.

If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Purr Scent 1: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1).

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Acceptance: A Poem - #IDAHOT #giveaway #audiobooks #MM

5/17/2016

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It's that time of year again, one day among 365ish days a year, one day in which we get to imagine how someday may feel like when we are all living in a more tolerant and accepting world.

24/7.

Ah. May 17. The International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia & Biphobia.


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Along that same spirit is the first annual Hop for Visibility, Awareness and Equality, the current incarnation of the previous Hop Against Homophobia, Bi and Transphobia.

This year's hop, like its predecessor, is full of Authors, Reviewers, Publishers, and Cover Designers of LGBTQ fiction and is different in that cisgender (M/F) Allies also get to participate.

The best part of all this? All the lovin' you'll get, feel, vibe with as you go through everyone's posts on relevant topics. Plus, did I mention prizes​? ;-)

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Last year, I (Jacintha Topaz, aka JT) introduced myself and how I splashed into the bisexual female erotic romance fiction genre in April 2014. I'd barely gotten my feet wet in 2014; had I known that the hop existed, I would have jumped right in that May 2014. However, May 2015 it is. You can check out that intro post for that year's hop over here.

This year, 2016, I feel like doing something a little different. I thought I'd get poetic. So if poetry isn't your thing, you might want to skip the insufferable verses and scroll right down to the mega prizes... (Fair warning, ahem. Um, maybe it'll be hot enough for the 18+ers. Er, if you're not 18 yet, come back when you hit the mark... I swear, this post will still be here for you to enjoy then, if you remember to come back then...)

Acceptance

Like the light mist of sex-sheened skin,
your taste drizzles over me.
Marks me. First hints of spring rain.

Teasingly at first, your musk
coats me, soaks me. So subtle,
yet achingly familiar.

As old as time. Savoring
the pounding flavors of more --
today, tomorrow, ever.

​This desert an oasis
meets. Your waters, an ocean.
Within. Without. With open

​Arms.
P.S. I could go on, but I'm stopping here before this poem gets too X-rated... LOL... And yes, it's a JT (Jacintha Topaz) original. Anyway, go on. Shoo. Scroll to the next section to take a glimpse of the prizes for this year's blog post comments. JT

DykeLove Galore!

Win one of the following audiobooks when you post your email address and comment on: How does Acceptance feel/look like to YOU?
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The Interview: A Lesbian Medical BDSM Erotic Romance (DykeLove Quickies, Book 1)
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The Interrogation: A Lesbian New Adult Spanking Romance (DykeLove Quickies, Book 2)
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The Inquiry: An Interracial Lesbian New Adult Bondage Romance (DykeLove Quickies, Book 3)
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The Investigation: A Multicultural Lesbian New Adult Fetish Romance (DykeLove Quickies, Book 4)

For Your Reading Pleasure...

Everyone who provides an email address and comments on this post (How does Acceptance feel/look like to YOU?) gets an ebook of my gay werewolf shifter paranormal erotic short story romance, Skid (Black Storm Pack prequel).
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Skid (Black Storm Pack Book 1) [prequel]
Both contests end on May 24th, 11:59 P.M. Hawaiian Tropics time. :-) No purchase necessary to win. Winners will be picked via a random drawing, if applicable (as in the case of the audiobooks), and will be contacted no later than May 31, 2016. Winners will be announced and contacted via email. So please ensure that your email address is correct when you post your comment. Thanks!

Psst! For folks who'd like exclusive content, giveaways, and specials reserved for subscribers only, sign up for my newsletter: http://eepurl.com/R9OfH
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#MM - The Big It (roommates with ... benefits?)

5/16/2016

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“So you went to the talk, yes?” Gen asked, propping her elbows on my mattress and leaning forward for what she expected to be a long story.

“Yeah, well, if I told you the answer to that question, are you going to leave me alone?” I asked. As long as she stayed on that ladder, there was no way to go down or up with ease from where I sat.

“That doesn’t prevent me from asking follow-up questions.”

I groaned. “Geneva! Can’t I have some privacy? Please? The whole point of me telling you that I’m asexual at the beginning of this year is so that you can get off my back about my sex life, which is basically nonexistent, by the way. Things haven’t changed in the least.”

“Yeah?” Gen raised an eyebrow. “That’s why you refused to let me know about this special talk? I might not be in the same major as you, but I might have checked it out with you if you had told me about it.”

“Oh, Lord!” I could hardly keep my eyes from rolling. Gen was already onto me. It was pointless for me to fake as if I hadn’t gone to the talk. “As if you would go to a talk about self-love. Right! You ooze sex appeal everywhere you go. You know what they say—you flaunt what you’ve got. With your sex life, I’m sure you have no trouble loving yourself.”

​Crap. I didn’t need to see that image of Gen—the spread-legged one that had just flitted across my mind. Unspeakable.
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The above excerpt is from Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1), when freshman dormmates talk about the big IT.

Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1) tracks the sexual evolution of a shy bisexual female coming into her own and is the first book in the Bi Girls Do It series.

If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Purr Scent 1: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1).

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#MM - You're Mine (M/M gay shifter 18+)

5/9/2016

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Skid shifted without hesitation and began to sprint away. Anywhere but here.

A ferocious growl pierced his soul. Alpha pounced upon his back, pinned his chest and chin to the ground and knocked the air right out of him. The heavier, bulkier, broader wolf had Skid down for the count. A gravitational pull possessed him, as if his fur
wanted to melt into Alpha. Being this close to Alpha sparked a dramatic increase in temperature. Skid inhaled sharply. Suddenly, as if by a greater force, both of them had turned human again.


“You can’t expect me to simply watch you walk away,” Alpha huffed. His heartbeat thudded against Skid’s upper back. Heart to heart, Alpha’s need pressed into the cleft of Skid’s ass and damn near made his mouth water. Alpha’s hands tread downward along his ribs in slow possession. He growled quietly against Skid’s neck. “Just once. Just tonight. That’s all I ask. Then
you tell me if you can walk away from this.”


At the mention of
this, Alpha entered him with two fingers. The stark pain quickly morphed into pleasure—in part thanks to the wolf blood pumping overtime. As Alpha stretched and stroked, pushing in slowly yet fervently, reverently yet greedily; Skid gave in to the invasion, eagerly puckering to suck up even more.


“More,” Skid whispered hoarsely. An involuntary shiver of excitement raced through his body. His limbs ached for contact, for possession, for whole and complete union.


Alpha slipped in another finger, kneading all along Skid’s rim. In and out Alpha pushed. Skid was putty in those hands. Unable to withstand the onslaught of pleasure, Skid leaned into Alpha’s touch and met each thrust. He pushed back hard against Alpha’s entry, yearning for purchase.

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The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when the alpha male dominant successfully claims what's his.

Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).
Check out other Masturbation Monday posts.
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