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With Grace by Samantha Wayland

With Grace by Samantha Wayland

Phillip and Grace are in a long term relationship. They’re very much in love, making plans for the future, there’s just something, or rather someone missing from the mix. Neither though has been able to upfront with the other on exactly what is missing.

Mark is the owner of Valentine’s, a boutique restaurant. Grace works as a hostess there and Mark has no issue flirting with her and Phillip. They hold no issues with flirting in return.

Then Valentine’s gets broken into and all three run to the restaurant to see what’s happened. After spending the night there they agree to all go back to Phillip’s apartment. Mark thinks he’s just going to crash on the couch, until Grace finally makes the move and they all sleep together on Phillip’s large bed.

As things get more tangled with the restaurant and the break-in, the relationship between the three continues to grow and flourish.

When the mob becomes involved will that be what breaks them? Or makes them stronger?

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Last Call by Christina Lee and Felice Stevens

Last Call by Christina Lee and Felice Stevens

Gray and Quinn have been best friends for as long as they can remember. Have been in love with each other about just the same, only neither will admit to the other their true feelings.

After Quinn is let go from the family business and Gray from a dead end factory job they start their own business; A bar named Last Call.

It takes a stranger, Emery, rolling into town, a bet turned sideways, a bad storm, and structural damage for things to finally move forward for Gray and Quinn.

Emery sees that they’re attracted to each other immediately. The things is, now Quinn and Gray are also both attracted to Emery and he finds himself attracted to to them both.

Stay or go? Fight or flight? Is three the right number or truly a crowd?

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Campus Life (CYOA #2) by TC Orton

Campus Life (CYOA #2) by TC Orton

This is a Choose Your Own Adventure story.

This is told in first person where you’re in the driver’s seat as Joe Smith. Joe is a below average college senior looking for some action since he just transferred schools.

Everyone experiences the same beginning and from there you, the reader, get to choose your own adventure. Slut it up, sow your wild oats, or look for something more meaningful. It’s all up to you. 😉

Just remember to have fun!

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Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Title:  Three’s the Charm
Series: Maths, Book Three
Author: P.A. Friday
Publisher:  NineStar Press
Release Date: February 12, 2018
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male, Male/Male Menage
Length: 57800
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, menage, college professor, musican, film-maker, promiscuity

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Synopsis

James, Laurie, and Al are settling into a surprisingly easy life as a triad. Finally, things seem to be going well for them. But when an unscrupulous journalist takes advantage of Al’s blossoming film career and the men’s unusual relationship to write an exposé article, cracks begin to show. Can the three survive with their love, their careers, and even their sanity intact?

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Three’s the Charm
P.A. Friday © 2018
All Rights Reserved
Chapter One
Al
The text was brief and to the point.
I hope you’re behaving yourself. L.
Al glared at his phone, as if it were his boyfriend Laurie himself. Up until that point, he’d been fairly successful at forgetting that he’d been driven to the point of madness the night before by his lovers, who had made him beg and then refused to allow him the satisfaction he was craving. Okay, that ‘forgetting’ bit wasn’t entirely true. He’d managed to deal with the fact that he was absolutely fucking desperate for a wank, or to get off in some form or other. And then bloody Laurie sent that, just reminding him. Rubbing it in.
Al wanted to rub one off, not have things rubbed in. But Laurie, who was not ‘just’ a boyfriend but—when they both chose—his Dominant, had ordered him not to. To wait for this evening. Scowling so hard at his phone that his boss, Fenella, asked him what the matter was (“Nothing”), he sent a one-word reply.
Yes.
There was silence for an hour. Laurie was probably giving a lecture at the university about filmography or something. Probably doing it well, too—Al had been to a couple of Laurie’s lectures in the past, and he was a good speaker, and knowledgeable. Al should know, as well: he was a prominent short film-maker on a minor level, though it was not a career which allowed him to devote himself to it full-time. Hence the job in the wine shop. During the text silence from his boyfriend, therefore, Al talked to various people about wine, advising them on which bottle might suit them best, and managed to ignore the worst of his frustration. Then the phone buzzed again.
Are you hard? L.
Al seethed. Well, if he hadn’t been before, he was now. He was bloody hard and fucking desperate. Laurie knew it—he knew precisely what he was doing, damn him. Al was tempted not to answer, to just leave Laurie hanging. But on the other hand, Laurie would be in charge once he got home. Provoking him to further teasing was a seriously bad plan. Hating his boyfriend, he sent the same one-word answer.
Yes.
The ‘fuck you’ wasn’t explicitly written afterwards, but Al was pretty sure Laurie would get that too. Ruffled, he texted James. James, his other boyfriend. Laurie’s boyfriend, too.
Your boyfriend is a fucking sadist.
Al smiled apologetically at Fen, who was looking unimpressed by the amount of texting going on in work time.
“There’s no one needing serving at the moment,” he offered.
She snorted and shook her head. “I suppose you’re texting your many partners,” she said, trying to sound grumpy but not quite managing it.
As far as Fen was concerned—and it was fairly close to the truth—Al slept with pretty much anyone who offered. He certainly had sex with a lot of people, but not only did he live with James and Laurie, he was also in love with them, which made rather a lot of difference. And, he admitted grumpily, the sex was best with them. Partly because Laurie was the best Dom Al had ever come across, and the only one he’d thoroughly trust with the submissive part of himself; and partly because…well, (a) they were both bloody marvellous in bed, and (b) all right, yes, because he was in love with them and it turned out that that did make a difference, just as everyone claimed. Damn them all.
His phone buzzed again.
Needing a wank? J.
Al had the distinct temptation to smash his phone hard against the counter. James was supposed to be showing a bit of sympathy. Which that was not.
Fuck off.
He got another hour, that time. An hour in which to calm down and to think about wine, and talk sensibly to a customer about which white wine might be the optimal choice to go with a nice fish dinner (“What sort of fish?” “Dead,” said the customer, helpfully.)
It was Laurie, again, when the text came.
You’re going to have to beg. L.
Al hated how much that turned him on. How much he wanted to be on his knees to Laurie, pleading to be allowed to come. Hated the visions which were flooding his brain after reading it. Fen was giving him a peculiar look, and he excused himself to the toilet. Not to touch—he knew better than that—but to try to compose himself a bit. He could hardly serve customers with a raging hard-on, and at the moment all he could think about was sex. Fuck. Bloody, fucking Laurie. Fuck. Al pushed a hand firmly (painfully firmly) between his black jeans-clad legs, squeezed his eyes shut, and tried to think about other things. Awful things. Running out of money at the end of the month. Stepping in a deep puddle and getting a trainerful of water. Anything. Anything but the thought of Laurie making him beg. Jesus. Eventually, he knew he’d have to come out or face Fen’s wrath.
“Sorry,” he said apologetically. “Not feeling my best.”
“Hmm.” Fen’s lack of belief would have been mortifying at any other time, but at the moment, Al was too busy trying to deal with his rebellious cock.
You’re hot on your knees. J.
Al hadn’t even heard that text come in. He’d picked up the phone to check the time—to see how long it was before he could go home and persuade his boyfriends (his absolute bastard boyfriends) to allow him to get off. He’d not replied to Laurie’s last text—potentially dangerous in itself, but he was damned if he was going to plead over his phone. Bad enough that he knew bloody well he’d break down and do it in person the first second he saw Laurie; he was not going to humiliate himself in writing as well. And now James, too. James, who knew him too damn well, and knew what a text like that would do.
Thought I told you to fuck off, he wrote.
The response was quick; presumably James was home from work.
Sorry. Thought you asked me to fuck you. Or was that last night? J.
It wasn’t murder if your boyfriends had asked for it, was it? Al had a sudden memory of the previous evening, where he had indeed done as James had suggested. And James had acted like he was going to give in, and then not done so. Fucking tease.
Al gave an involuntary moan, and Fen looked at him, eyebrows raised. “Anything wrong?”
“Told you,” Al said, hoping he wasn’t blushing. “Not feeling great.”
Unexpectedly, she looked sympathetic. “You can head home early if you like?”
Oh, bloody hell, that was worst of all. Laurie and James would rip the piss out of him something chronic if they knew about this. Fen offering to send him home early because he was so ‘unwell’. He’d never live down the fact that he’d been so desperate for them that he hadn’t been able to finish a day’s work.
“No,” he said, knowing his face was definitely red, and quite probably radish-coloured. “I’m fine. Honestly.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need to leave, though, Al. Honestly, you don’t have to suffer.”
Tell that to my boyfriends, Al thought bitterly. Apparently they delighted in making him suffer.
“Thanks,” he said curtly.
Thankfully, they left him alone for his last hour at work. Al was beyond relieved: today had been more of an ordeal than he’d ever had at the wine shop. It wasn’t taxing work, and usually he enjoyed the banter with customers; but today, with the constant erection pushing at his trousers, distracting his attention, making him need things he couldn’t have…it had been horrendous. He was halfway out of the door before the final text came.
Come in, take off your clothes, and kneel by the sofa. L.
Laurie had timed it deliberately for the moment he left work. It left a strangely warm feeling in Al’s chest that Laurie knew to the minute when he would be leaving the shop; he was angry with himself for getting so much pleasure from that thought, but at the same time it was very hot. The texts, he realised, showed that he’d been on Laurie and James’s minds as much as they’d been on his. They wanted him. His cock throbbed hard at the thought.
When he got to the flat, there was no one in the sitting room. Obeying his instructions, he folded his clothes up and knelt naked by the empty sofa. Where were they? What were they doing? As Al got used to the sounds of the house, he realised that Laurie and James were in the kitchen. He could hear voices, and then the sloppy sounds of kisses. The noises got closer, and he glanced up to see that they were in the doorway between the sitting room and the kitchen, arms around each other, frotting up against one another as they kissed passionately. God, they were hot like that. And, Al realised, with frustrated fury, they knew he thought so. This was a show put on entirely for him…well, maybe not ‘entirely’—James and Laurie were shamelessly obsessed with each other at any time—but the fact that they were simulating sex somewhere he could see them and not be part of it… They were deliberately teasing him, even more than they’d been doing all day. A frustrated growl burst from his lips.
James looked over, the faintest smile tracing his lips.
“Al’s home,” he told Laurie, as if it were a surprise.
“Mm-hm?” Laurie sounded supremely uninterested, going back to touching and snogging James as if there was nothing more he wanted from life.
And Al was going to bloody die if he didn’t get any attention soon. His lovers were stripping each other’s clothes off, kissing any part of each other which they could reach as they did so. James’s mouth on Laurie’s nipple, Laurie’s head thrown back in pleasure, a hand behind James’s head, encouraging him. James’s hands busy on Laurie’s trousers as he sucked, pushing them down, exposing Laurie’s hard, heavy, large cock. They were distracted enough that they wouldn’t notice if Al just had a quick touch. He couldn’t bear it any longer. His left arm slid round from its required position behind him to take himself in hand, and he gave the tiniest hiss of relief at the sensation of fingers against his erection. Too quiet for anyone else to hear, you would have thought. Except that Laurie, with some psychic instinct, was suddenly gazing down at Al, a feral expression on his face.
“Oh, no, Al,” he said, his voice dark and measured, his hand slipping from James’s head. “That won’t do at all. Did yesterday teach you nothing about obedience?”

James turned to look at him too, and Al swore under his breath. He was so, so fucked now.

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P.A. Friday fails dismally to write one sort of thing and, when not writing erotica and erotic romance of all sexualities, may be found writing articles on the Regency period, pagan poetry, or science fiction. She loves wine and red peppers, and loathes coffee and mushrooms.

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Falling for Him by CL Mustafic

Falling for Him by CL Mustafic

Dr. Gavin Addison is going through a painful divorce. He caught his wife cheating, kicked her out, and now she won’t stop harassing him. This is how he meets Officer Lex Turner.

Lex is called out multiple times to Gavin’s house in response to Gavin’s ex wife. He hardly speaks in Gavin’s presence because he’s in lust and afraid he’ll say the wrong thing.

Once the divorce is final Riley, Gavin’s best friend, takes him out for a night on the town in hopes he’ll get laid. Gavin catches the eye of two people that night, one of them being Lex.

At the end of the night Gavin goes home with both Lex and his female companion for his first menage. Only it’s horribly awkward and Gavin pleads with Lex for a do over.

From here Lex and Gavin develop a friendship that quickly leads to more. While they’re developing and exploring these new feelings for each other Gavin’s ex is still wrecking havoc on his life and once Gavin’s mother finds out she’s bound and determined to set Gavin straight and get the demon known as Lex out of his grasp.

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Iron Intricacies by Zana King

Iron Intricacies by Zana King

Mara Thomas is a tattoo artist by day, Iron Fist junkie by night. Or really all the time. She’s not a huge heavy metal fan, but she’s obsessed with Iron Fist.

Just when her best friend, best friend’s finance, and Mara are about to embark on their vacation to fiance’s cabin an SOS is in order and Mara is just the person for the job.

Iron Fist’s assistant has a family emergency and they need a temporary one STAT. Mara is not happy that her vacation is “ruined” until she figures out the band she might be working for.

After arriving at the cabin a natural disaster occurs making all five of them locked in place until it’s cleared. What could five hormonal people do?

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A Bolt of Blue by Nicky Spencer Release Day Blitz

A Bolt of Blue by Nicky Spencer Release Day Blitz

Title:  A Bolt of Blue

Series: Angel’s, Book 1

Author: Nicky Spencer

Publisher:  Self-published

Release Date: November 10

Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male Menage

Length: 90,000 words

Genre: Romance

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Ian Golinski has been in love with his best friend since he was fourteen years old. When he finally decides to confess his feelings, he finds that his perpetually single friend isn’t so single anymore. What’s a boy to do when he has to share the love of his life with someone else? Especially someone so damn hot? Dusty Smith has finally found The One. The only problem is The One clearly has feelings for someone else, even if he doesn’t realize it. Dusty has to convince his lover that they’re meant to be. But how does he do that when the other man turns out to be perfect for them both? Mitch Becker likes things nice and simple. But as his relationship with his boyfriend heats up, he starts developing feelings for his best friend. Suddenly his life is one big complication. How can he choose between two soul mates? Find out what happens when three men ask the question: What if we don’t have to choose? A Bolt of Blue is an m/m/m contemporary romance with a happy ending and no cliff-hanger. It is approximately 90,000 words and is a stand-alone.

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I’m not sure I heard him right. Even if I did, I need to make sure I’m really clear on what he’s saying. “What do you mean?” I ask. Ian sighs into my ear. “I mean, what if it was the three of us? Together?” “All three of us?” I’m like a parrot. “Yeah.” “And how would that work?” I know how it would work sexually. I’ve seen plenty of porn, and there are a lot of really creative possibilities when you get three guys together. Just thinking about it is getting me hard. But I don’t think that’s what Ian means. At least, that’s not all he means. “Well, I don’t know exactly. It’s not like I’ve ever done it before. But I think…I mean, you have feelings for me, right?” He sounds so timid asking, and I wish he was here so I could show him how much he doesn’t need to worry about that. “You know I do.” “And I think Mitch does too. I hope he does. And I know how you guys feel about each other. So if we all feel that way, then why can’t we be together? There wouldn’t be anything to be jealous of. We would all be in it together.” I have to admit, it sounds appealing. Like really, really appealing. But it won’t work. “Mitch would never go for it. He’s way too traditional. He wants the white picket fence, the kids, the dog. The whole domestic bliss thing. He wants to get married. You can’t be married to two people.” “Not legally, no. I know it’s crazy. I’m just thinking out loud, mostly. But I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s the only way we all get what we want. Why can’t we all have what we want?” “Because that’s not how life works.” “Well, it should.” Yeah, it should. “It would be nice,” I say. “Can you picture it?” Ian asks. “Will you think about it with me for a minute?” “Okay.” “So imagine you and me. It’s a Sunday morning, and we sleep in late and then get up and make breakfast. Are you imagining it?” I nod, and then remember he can’t see me. “Yeah,” I say. “Imagine we spend the whole day just hanging out. Like we did that one day, remember? Only we don’t have to keep our distance. We can touch each other. I can brush your arm with my hand when I walk by you in the kitchen. You can kiss me in the bathroom when we’re brushing our teeth.” The picture makes me smile. “And then imagine that Mitch comes home. He was on a road trip, and he’s tired. And you’ve made dinner for him, and we all eat together. And then we sit on the couch, and I rub Mitch’s feet and you play with his hair. We’re watching some dumb movie on Netflix. Can you see it?” “Yes, I can see it.” I can, too. And it’s so sweet it makes my chest ache. I can practically smell Mitch’s hair, and hear him purr at Ian’s touch. He loves to have his feet rubbed. “And then the movie ends, and we all go to bed. Together.” I smile at that. “Who’s in the middle?” I ask. “Me,” Ian says without hesitation. I imagine myself spooned around him, my hands brushing along his stomach while he pushes his ass into my groin. And all the while I’m looking into Mitch’s eyes. He’s on his side facing us, reaching out to touch Ian’s face, but he’s looking at me. He’s so content and happy. He’s in love. I see him kissing Ian. Softly at first, but then with more intensity. I see my own hand running up and down Mitch’s arm while he presses his body against Ian’s. I hear the soft, wet sounds of their mouths moving together, and I reach out with my own tongue to trace the shell of Ian’s ear. “Dusty? Can you see it?” Ian asks, breaking into my reverie. “Yes,” I breathe. “Is it beautiful?” “It’s perfect.” “Tell me again why we can’t have that?” Ian asks. I think about what Erik said to me the other night, about how I always play it safe. And where has it gotten me? He wasn’t just talking about my career. Maybe it’s time I took a risk for love. Honestly, at this point, I have nothing to lose. “Maybe we can,” I say.

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Nicky Spencer is a romance writer of all pairings. Nicky is a firm believer that love conquers all–that’s why her favorite theme is forbidden love. If two (or three!) people shouldn’t be together, Nicky will find a way to get them there. When you love someone, nothing else matters. Nicky live in Salt Lake City, Utah with no husband, no kids and a part-time dog. She loves to read, write, listen to podcasts, watch baseball and waste time on the internet. She is firmly anti-oxford comma.

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Iudicium by TC Orton

Iudicium by TC Orton

This is a choose your own adventure story!!! I’m pretty excited about this!!!

Fayt is the fantasy character we get to play. He’s half elf/half human; and has never belonged to either or any. When we meet him he’s on his way to prison. This particular prison is the worst. It houses the most sinister of beings, yet Fayt is a gentle soul, or maybe not.

Upon arriving the warden immediately points out Fayts feminine features and his beauty to the other inmates. Now he has a target on his back.

From here you, the reader, get to chose Fayt’s destiny.

Read the directions carefully and choose wisely my friends.

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It Could Happen by Mia Kerick

It Could Happen by Mia Kerick

Henry, Brody, and Danny are seniors in high school and have been best friends, inseparable, since their freshman year. As their senior year progresses a couple of the friends realize that they have stronger feelings than just friendship for the other two.

So they begin a threesome relationship. It’s nowhere near all flowers and rainbows as they have to navigate high school, bullying, religious parents, and life in general. Curve balls are constantly thrown at these three and after one major event everything seems to crumble.

 

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Cherished by Two (Soul Match #2) by Morticia Knight

Cherished by Two (Soul Match #2) by Morticia Knight

Soul Match Book #2-You really need to read Slave for Two before jumping into this one.

Chris has just met with the supreme healer for the Alasharians and now knows there’s a difficult task set before him. One that will restore balance between the alien race and humans.

He’s also learning his role as Nasha to both Nary and Lasar while keeping of the facade of being their sex slave instead of bonded mate.

During a meditation session Chris learns more about the void that destroyed the Alasharians home planet, not knowing who to tell and who can be trusted becomes a game of skill.

All must be put aside for a sex party where we see just how horrific things have become.

With this triad, the lesson here, is never to lose hope.

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