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Hopefully,it’s going to be an exciting year! My new release, Bad Slave, is a romance with a big heart for fans of kinky fantasy. I’ve also got two more mainstream m/m books in the pipeline, my first contemporary and an adventure story about a merman and a pirate, which is already contracted to Less Than Three Press.
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(m/m BDSM fantasy)
When the king commands former war hero Captain Jay Ghair to find him the perfect royal slave, Jay’s quiet new life as a librarian is shattered. Jay discovers the boy he’s looking for in Alix, a lowly miner and wannabe court scientist, whom Jay can’t help but secretly adore. However, teaching the rebellious Alix to be a docile slave is difficult. Alix will behave for just one man, and it isn’t the king. It’s Jay.
Standing by while the king’s treatment of Alix becomes cruel is torturous for Jay. He longs to return to his library, yet he can’t bear to leave Alix, or his people, unprotected. To rescue Alix--and save the realm from the increasingly tyrannical king--Jay must confront the demons of his military past and take up the sword again. But his most important battle must be won through returning Alix’s love and learning to master this bad slave who submits only for him.
Excerpt from Bad Slave
In this scene, Jay and Alix have been asked to “perform” for King Lyam.
Jay drew a long breath and blanked out everything save Alix waiting before him. He’d no need to adjust Alix’s clothing. Alix’s skimpy loincloth left the buttocks exposed. The taut sinews in his slender limbs quivered, and whether deliberately or not, the boy waggled that rounded arse. Jay had wondered as he’d walked in if he would ever be able to achieve erection amid this den of whooping jackals. It wasn’t going to be a problem. Beneath the veil of his thong, his cock jerked. Alix’s charms were potent indeed, but he refused to jump the boy like an animal. He touched Alix’s shoulder, then turned him around and drew him up. Confusion flashed in Alix’s brown eyes. Jay cupped Alix’s face and stole a kiss.
He licked the seam of Alix’s lips, and with a moan, Alix yielded and invited Jay inside. Jay cherished the glide of Alix’s tongue against his. He plundered deeper into the moist heat, which tasted faintly of wine and succulently of Alix, and couldn’t get enough. Burying his fingers in Alix’s short hair, he worked the contact between them as if his life depended on it. Maybe somehow it did. Alix’s too, though no apprehension could ruin this moment. So much time had passed since he’d kissed another. He’d forgotten it could be so good—or maybe it’d never been this way. Alix reciprocated his attentions with increasing energy, as if nobody else were present.
Alix enfolded arms about his neck, and Jay crushed Alix to him, his burgeoning erection pressing against Alix’s middle. Alix’s answering arousal, solid against his thigh, afforded him a cautious trickle of joy that their audience’s rhythmic claps couldn’t dilute. He broke the kiss and fixed on Alix’s eyes.
Alix dabbed swollen lips. “I’ve never been kissed before.”
The admission unhinged Jay in a fashion he couldn’t comprehend and boosted his sense of protectiveness—and possessiveness. He pushed the part of him that roared with fury to the back of his mind and reclaimed Alix’s lips, relishing and devouring, then littered loving nips on the lad’s smooth face and chin, meandering down Alix’s throat, savoring Alix’s panting, the racing pulse. All the armies in the world couldn’t force him to take Alix carelessly.
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