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Rogue in the Making by TJ Nichols

Rogue in the Making by TJ Nichols

First off I would like to formally apologize for the puppy noises in the background. They were sound asleep until I got all set up and ready to film. I wasn’t going to wait for another opportunity. 🙂

This is the sequel to Warlock in Training.

Angus has found himself in quite the predicament. He’s walking a fine line between Vinland, his home, and Demonside. He’s constantly got one foot in both places trying to keep the worlds at peace but at what cost?

Angus has a boyfriend in Vinland showing him news casts from outside their homeland, showing him the truth and his demon, his lover, his mentor Saka, in Demonside showing how to control and use his magic.

Eventually the worlds collide and all bellow enough is enough. Angus, Saka, and more must chose sides, leave homes, and make their own paths if they want to do right for the greater good.

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Wulf Chronicles by Wulf Francu Godgluck

Wulf Chronicles by Wulf Francu Godgluck

This is the tale of Michael. An 18 year old werewolf who, along with his mother, has been on the run his entire life. Never in one place too long. Michael has never made friends, has no truly good memories, a past that is full of finding a place, “Them” finding Michael and his mother, and off again.

When they arrive in Black Snow Michael felt a calling of home. Something telling him that he had finally arrived to his final destination. Some though took their time making him feel welcome.

Once Michael arrived horrible tragedies occurred; and who is everyone going to point fingers at? Michael finally had family, friends, a sound foundation, and then it all came crumbling down.

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Once Upon a Wolf by Rhys Ford

Once Upon a Wolf by Rhys Ford

Elis came home from war a changed man, literally. He changed to his wolf form and has never changed back. His brother Gibson is the only member of his family, his pack, to come to his aid.

Gibson now spends his days and nights alone in an isolated cabin with his brother, in wolf form, to keep him company.

Zach has left the city life behind after a tragic accident, bought a bed and breakfast in a small town, and is giving life a second chance. While out on a hike he’s confronted by a large wolf. Instead of standing still he runs and the wolf begins the hunt.

When Zach awakens from his close experience with death he’s in an unfamiliar place, swaddled in blankets, and a storm is raging outside. Zach believes he’s hallucinating when he witnesses the wolf from before turning into a man and back again.

Now Gibson must decide if Zach is trustworthy of their family secret and once he does it’s harder than Gibson thought to let go and learn to love.

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Finding Mr. Wright by BA Tortuga

Finding Mr. Wright by BA Tortuga

This is the Leanin’ N Ranch #2.

Mason is a wedding/event planner in Aspen, CO. He specializes in queer events and loves holding festivities at the Leanin’ N Ranch. He’s currently planning a wedding being held at the ranch with the theme of redneck chic. Everything is going to plans until Noah shows up.

Noah is an oil tycoon and is footing the bill for his sibling’s wedding. When he shows up the wedding seems to be going as planned until he realizes that everyone has assumed Sammy is a he, when in fact Sammy is a she.

Thanks to last minute changes, errands, and weather; Noah and Mason find themselves alone.

Through turmoil and apologies the two find themselves in a long distance relationship. They must fight the distance, intrusive family members, and time.

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Fangs and Catnip by Julia Talbot

Fangs and Catnip by Julia Talbot

Fallon, a vampire, is a silent partner at the Dead and Breakfast. A little resort tucked away for the paranormal. It’s run by his best friend Tanner, a bear shifter. Tanner though needs some sleep, he’s ready to hibernate, so they need more help.

Conner is a joyous kitty, or feline shifter. Being the day manager at the Dead and Breakfast is a dream job for him. The moment he walk into the building and smells Fallon he knows he’s found his mate.

Fallon is not so easily won over.

It takes over hearing a couple of conversations for Fallon to go the path his heart is leading him. Together him and Conner tumble quickly into a relationship and stumble brashly with the mating ritual.

Discoveries are made, words are said, actions are made that cannot be undone and might resolve into the dissolution of a partially mated couple.

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Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams Blog Tour

Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams Blog Tour

Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway – “Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams

I am so excited to welcome Jeff Adams to my BookShelf.  He’s here to talk about his second book in the Codename:Winger series.  I fell in love with Theo in the first, ready to continue this love affair in the second, and see if any of the red herrings I fell dramatically for held some truth.  😀  (Down below I will have my review for Tracker Hacker Codename: Winger #1)

Without further ado I bring you Jeff Adams!!

Thanks to Christina for hosting a stop on the Schooled blog tour. I’m happy to be here with an exclusive excerpt from the book, which is the second in the Codename: Winger series. This scene, from Chapter 14, features Theo with Eddie, his boyfriend, as they enjoy date night. After you read the excerpt, make sure to check out the Rafflecopter below to get your entry in the giveaway for a free copy of Schooled.

 

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He nodded and we got back to our walk. “You guys ready for the competition this weekend?” Eddie shifted topics at the right time.

“I think so. I really liked what the team had today. They’ve paid attention to what I told them and it showed.”

“Is there something I can come watch on Sunday? See you guys take the championship?”
“I actually don’t know.” It occurred to me that, other than the competition happening on the Amherst College campus, and that it went for thirty hours straight, I was kind of clueless. “Why would you want to watch a bunch of people sitting around computers anyway?”

“Because you’re one of them, silly. I like the look you get when you’re thinking super hard.”

“You’re weird.” He stuck his tongue out at me and I smirked back. “I’ll see what the deal is. Be cool to see you and make silly faces at you that’ll confuse everyone else.”

The team planned to leave for Amherst Friday afternoon to settle in and be ready for Saturday morning. Since I had a game Friday night, I’d catch up with them around midnight.

“Maybe I should come with you Friday and we can share a room. That was awesome in Denver.” Eddie grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at me. He was ridiculously cute and it made my insides tingle in the best way.

While a lot of bad stuff had gone down in Denver, spending alone time with Eddie always made me happy. It’d said a lot about him that he didn’t get too weird when things got super chaotic. I suspected most people would’ve run from the mess, but he stayed right there.

“Unfortunately I’ll have roommates Friday. And once we start Saturday morning, we go straight through into Sunday afternoon.”

“If I can get there on Sunday, maybe we could make the trip back together?”

“That would rock. Dad and I were already debating the best way for me to get there. If he drives me up, maybe you could bring me back. We’ll figure it out.”

“You really got into doing this thing, didn’t you?”

I cocked my head and looked at him, trying to figure out what he meant.

“Coaching the team,” he coaxed.

“I’ve enjoyed it more than I thought I would. And I didn’t give them the credit they deserve.”

“I figured you’d end up liking it.”

“Why?”

“You like helping people. I can tell it when you help me with a computer thing, or if you’re explaining something. There’s never a condescending tone that you know more than someone else.”

“I think the team would disagree with that,” I said, kicking a pebble along in front of me. “I’m not always as modest as I should be.”

“But I bet you’re usually happy to give them the information. I bet you’ll be a teacher someday.”

“Nah. I like doing the actual work too much.”

“Lots of people teach and work.”

“What about you? Mr. Getting Me Through Science Class.”

“It’s possible. Maybe college level one day.”

“I can totally see you as the sexy teacher everyone wants. You’ll teach a few days a week and cure diseases the rest of the time.”

“That’s me—Doctor Teacher.”

We chuckled. We knew what our basic futures looked like—me continuing to study cyber security at MIT and Eddie in biochemistry at UMass Boston. But we rarely talked about what might come next.

Book Blurb:

Secret agent and teenage computer genius Theo Reese lives in two separate worlds—and they’re about to collide.

Theo’s high school computer science club is gearing up for a competition, and Theo agrees to lend his knowledge of cybersecurity to help them win. The covert agency he works for also needs his talents. An encrypted key that allows access to the nation’s electrical grid has been stolen. Theo’s skills are crucial in its recovery before disaster strikes.

When the file shows up at the competition as one of those to be decoded, Theo must find a way to be both an average high school student and Winger, his secret identity. The file must be secured—all while protecting his teammates from those who will use any means necessary to get the file for themselves.

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Bio:

Jeff Adams has written stories since he was in middle school and became a gay romance writer in 2009 when his first short stories were published. Since then he’s written several shorts and novels.

Jeff lives in northern California with his husband of twenty years, Will. Some of his favorite things include the musicals Rent and [title of show], the Detroit Red Wings and Pittsburgh Penguins hockey teams, and the reality TV competition So You Think You Can Dance.

Jeff is the co-host of Jeff & Will’s Big Gay Fiction Podcast, a weekly show devoted to gay romance fiction as well as pop culture. New episodes come out every Monday at biggayfictionpodcast.com.

Learn more about Jeff at http://jeffadamswrites.com/

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Ghost in the Mirror by Faith Gibson

Ghost in the Mirror by Faith Gibson

Samuel Dexter book #2.

Dex is starting to get the handle on being a medium with Cindy’s help. He’s getting things in order to get his P.I.’s license, and things are moving forward with Orlando, his boyfriend. Not smoothly, but forward.

Then their hometown is shaken by a series of killings. Orlando being a detective picks up the case. Dex and his partner pick up a missing person’s investigation that ends up having quite the similarities to Orlando’s case.

With Dex still being haunted from ghosts past, trying to communicate with ghosts present, and find this missing person, things at home are strained. Too many items might be in the air and Dex nor Orlando might be able to save them if/when they come crashing down.

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Ghost in the Water Release Day Blitz

Ghost in the Water Release Day Blitz

Title: The Ghost in the Water
Series: Samuel Dexter Book 2
Author: Faith Gibson
Genre: M/M Paranormal Romance
Release Date: March 3, 2018 
There’s a serial killer in Robins, Alabama… And he’s targeting women who look like the missing young woman Samuel Dexter and his PI mentor, Jillian, are searching for. As Sam trains to become a Private Investigator, he is also learning more about being a medium. During his missing persons case, two ghosts contact Sam, allowing him to put both new sets of skills to use. 
In Orlando Shaw’s years as a detective in small town Robins, he’s never come up against a serial killer. Until now. The killer is smart, leaving only the most elusive clues behind. Orlando has always relied on his team, but as the killer continues to evade capture, Orlando turns to the one person who has connections beyond his reach – his lover, Sam.
Navigating the rough waters of their reunion, Sam and Orlando learn there is give and take in a relationship. The love they felt as teens is gone, replaced with a more mature love, and it will take compromise by both men to make it work.
With the help of his little ghost, Cindy, Sam embraces his new gifts as together they help solve another crime.
The Ghost in the Water is book 2 in the Samuel Dexter Series. These books are written to be read in order.
“Do you really want to move in with me?” Orlando asked, barely loud enough for me to hear.
I could tell he was nervous. I’d been around him enough over the past few months to know his tells. His voice dipped low and soft when he wasn’t sure of himself, and he gripped my hips tighter than he probably realized, as if he were grounding us together. 
“I do. I can’t worry about the past; I can only look to the future. After I put in a day’s work with Jillian, I want to come home to you. To all this. You cooking and me cleaning up. Seeing our clothes mixed in the washing machine. Lounging around catching up on movies I don’t remember watching. Decorating the house for the holidays. Taking care of Zayden together. I want all the things other couples do when they’re building a home. I want to go to sleep every night with my head on your chest instead of on a cold pillow wondering if you’re asleep yet. I want to wake up with your arm around my waist because you don’t want me rolling away during the night. I want you. I want us.”
“I want that, too. More than anything. Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom. I need to hold you.” 
I allowed him to lead me down the hallway. I hadn’t planned on spending the night, but I had a feeling it was going to happen anyway. I should’ve texted Grams, but she knew where I was, and there had been plenty of nights I hadn’t made it home when I was supposed to. We both stripped down to our briefs and slid into our respective sides of the bed only to meet in the middle. Orlando cradled me the way he would if we were going to sleep, and I got comfortable against his strong body. We lay silently, letting our fingers do the talking. I skimmed my fingertips along his powerful thigh while his ghosted across my chest. When he grazed my nipple, I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my throat. 
That was all it took to break the spell. Orlando pulled me until I was lying on top of him. “I need you inside me,” he said, arching his back so his erection pressed into me. Resting on my forearms, I rocked back and forth until my dick was as hard as his. I didn’t hurry to give him what he wanted. Instead, I continued to torment us both with slow glides. Up and down. Back and forth. “Sam, please,” he begged. Dipping my head, my tongue teased along his full lips. Lips that were parted. Lips that were waiting for mine. 
I licked at the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head, searching. My teeth sank into his lower lip, biting just enough to make him gasp. Giving in to the need, I sealed our mouths. Keeping my eyes on his, I ground our dicks together while I sucked on his tongue, imagining it was his cock in my mouth. I had no idea how much experience I had giving head, but I enjoyed it. I loved the way his erection filled my mouth. The slide of warm skin over my tongue until it hit the back of my throat, making me gag. Why imagine it? Just do it.
I slid down Orlando’s body, licking both nipples and pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses to his stomach and hip bones. I scraped my teeth along his erection through his cotton briefs before nuzzling my nose against his balls and inhaling. His scent filled my nostrils, but it wasn’t enough. There was something about the way Orlando’s body wash mingled with his natural odor that drove me wild.
“Sam, please. I need you filling me up.” 
“I’m getting there,” I assured him. I had every intention of making love to him, but not before I got a taste. Orlando pushed his underwear off his hips, and I slid them the rest of the way down his legs, licking his tip before sucking him inside. Orlando grabbed my hair and held my head still so he could grind against my face. I opened my throat as much as possible to accommodate his length. He always knew when I needed him to back off, and this time was no exception. His breathing grew jagged the longer I sucked him, and the few words he muttered sounded a lot like he was fucking god in one breath and damning him in the next.
Faith Gibson is a multi-genre author who lives outside Nashville, Tennessee with the love of her life, and her four-legged best friend. She strongly believes that love is love, and there’s not enough love in the world.
She began writing in high school and over the years, penned many stories and poems. When her dreams continued to get crazier than the one before, she decided to keep a dream journal. Many of these night-time escapades have led to a line, a chapter, and even a complete story. You won’t find her books in only one genre, but they will all have one thing in common: a happy ending.
When asked what her purpose in life is, she will say to entertain the masses. Even if it’s one person at a time. When Faith isn’t hard at work on her next story, she can be found playing trivia while enjoying craft beer, reading, or riding her Harley.
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Power Play: 39 Juniper Court by Lainie Suzanne

Power Play: 39 Juniper Court by Lainie Suzanne

Nina and Sully Sullivan were high school sweethearts. Now they’re older, their three children have left the nest and it’s back to being just Nina and Sully. After Nina has an epiphany one morning she tries something new to spice up her life.

Sully works for the company his grandfather started and Nina runs the office. She’s going to try to grab Sully’s attention, only the attention she grabs is not from Sully and it’s rather embarrassing. So she goes for the direct approach.

Nina and Sully begin a fast paced decent into kink, some BDSM, and playing with the Dom/sub lifestyle.

There’s a lot of trial and error, laughs, love, embarrassing moments, and multiple orgasms along the way to getting the spark back into their sex lives.

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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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