You’re nobody until some bunny loves you #shifter #romance @mlrpress


Can a werewolf hunter and a bunny shifter find love in Illinois? To me the combo is somewhat mind boggling – though kind of cute! – but the story has gotten some great reviews on Goodreads.

I loved this! I liked the first book in the Hoppity Shifter series, but I think I liked this one even better. Justin melted my heart. He was the perfect blend of innocent and fierce, confused and protective.

I wouldn’t say this is quite insta-love, but it borders on the cusp. Nevertheless, the author is able to weave in character backstory among a background of shifter politics, in a book that’s only about 30K words. Pretty impressive. I’d love to know more about shifter politics and dynamics in future books.

It was cute, it was sweet, it was funny. It’s a great, low-angst, summertime read, and we even get a peek into how the MC’s from Chasing His Cottontail (book 1) are doing.

This sounds like a perfect beach read. It’s funny, cute and not overly dramatic. Ah, young love. Let’s hear it for the cottontail men! Here is the cover:

This book is on sale now at Amazon, MLR Press and all other ebook outlets.

Enjoy! And like mom said, always eat your carrots!

Sexy excerpts from new #menage MMF #romsus out May 23rd

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AVAILABLE: Tuesday, May 23rd

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Menage a Trois Paranormal Romantic Suspense, M/M/F, HEA]

 

Chris Spinell, Jilly Reimers, and Chris ‘Nate’ Poole are happily married. Now, living in a small town run by The Love Play Matchmaking Service, Chris Spinell hopes his family is safely away from the possible dangers that come from living in a big city.

 

Jilly and Nate cherish the life they have with Chris. They even love the fact that he is their Dom. BDSM gives them the structure and sense of belonging they’ve always wanted. However, life in Minaqua doesn’t give Chris the peace of mind he needs in order to quell his anxieties. The scars from his time in Afghanistan run so deep, Chris’ PTSD will not allow him to escape the fears that his family is at constant risk for harm.

 

When a stranger comes to town seeking to harm Jilly and Nate, Chris’ protective instincts are put to the test. Will he deal with this reasonably, or will he do whatever it takes to defend his family, including breaking a solemn oath?

 

A Siren Erotic Romance

 

 

 

STORY EXCERPT

 

He thought about how far his life had come in such a short time. In less than ten years, he’d gone from an ex-Special Forces soldier searching for his place in the world, to an MIT graduate, to owning the second largest independently owned and operated software integration firm in Michigan. But all of that was nothing compared to the real change that happened when his sister had recommended that he join a dating service to cure his less-than-stellar love life. And Love Play had done that and much more. In their own mysterious way, they’d managed to look into his heart and find the man and woman of his dreams. Literally. The images of Jilly and Nate had haunted his dreams after he returned from Afghanistan. During that time, he didn’t know it was them, but after he met them and they spent the night together, he knew they were the ones.

 

How his Eros, his matchmaker at Love Play, had known baffled him. Nevertheless, he was profoundly grateful that the man or woman, or whoever his Eros was, had put the three of them together. Now, they were married, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his life. Add to it that their love had become so deep that it had blossomed into a beautiful dominant-submissive relationship with them.

 

The car’s internal phone rang. It was Jilly. He pressed the icon on the car’s dashboard screen and answered.

 

“Hi, honey, what’s up?” he asked. He was always glad to hear Jilly’s voice.

 

He grasped his chest, hoping the ache would fade as he longed to see her.

 

“I was going over the arrangements for the party,” she said. Her sweet voice was a dulcet tone that calmed him.

 

“I’m thinking about how people should dress,” she said, “and the basic rules for the party.”

 

Jilly had the great idea to plan a Christmas party for them and their BDSM friends to be held at Love Play’s mansion. When she’d mentioned it in August, he hadn’t been wild about the idea. But after a lot of cajoling from her and Nate, they’d convinced him, and he’d given her the permission to go for it, which meant they were going to attend, too.

 

“High protocol is not something we do, but there’s no reason that should stop other Doms from having that with their submissives. As for clothing, you know my rules for you, too. You aren’t allowed to wear anything too revealing. The only person allowed to see your ass is me and Nate, and that’s when he’s not in trouble.”

 

It wasn’t as if he made them walk around with bolts of fabric hanging off their bodies, but their sexuality belonged to him.

 

“Dueño, that was a long time ago,” Nate said, pouting.

 

“It won’t happen again.”

 

Right after Chris had collared them, Nate bought Jilly a pair of tight jeans, high heels, and a shirt that was so form fitting it showed everything the Lord had blessed her with in the chest and told her to wear his prized choker collar. Chris had damn near had a heart attack when they came home from a late lunch in Cutlerville.

 

Nate grinned and asked, “Doesn’t she look hot?” Once he’d regained the ability to speak, Chris’s only reply was, “Not as hot as your ass is gonna be once I hit it with my flogger.” He ordered them both to the bedroom, flogged Nate’s ass, paddled Jilly, then fucked them without allowing either of them to orgasm. To teach Nate a lesson for encouraging Jilly to dress immodestly, he hadn’t been allow to see her bare ass for two days or have sex with her.

 

Nate also had to cover his eyes with his hands when Jilly wore no clothes for two days. Whereupon, Nate vowed to never encourage her to wear inappropriate clothing again.

 

“Dueño, I know what your rules are for us. What about the party? Kink for everyone?”

 

He had no appetite for that yet. He cared for his friends, especially his army buddies, the Propietarios who were into BDSM, but he wasn’t ready to see them go all out.

 

“This is casual, vanilla only. Leather is permitted but please do not go all out,” Chris said.

 

“All right, got it.”

 

“How are you feeling?” he asked, worried. “Still feeling worn down?”

 

She was at home trying to get over the remnants of a cold that lingered, giving her all sorts of problems like a fever and upset stomach. She’d feel good one moment, and then, wham, she’d have to rest because she’d be too tired to move. Despite his protests, she refused to go to the doctor again.

 

“Somewhat.”

 

He sighed. “Don’t wear yourself out today. Get some rest. That’s an order. If you aren’t better by tomorrow, we’re going downtown.”

 

The DMC, Detroit Medical Center, was the major medical complex in the area. It was over an hour away, and he would gladly drive her to find out what was wrong. He was not willing to risk her well-being for her selfish pride or a dumb party. He hated when she was not feeling well or was in pain. He wanted to be able to shield her from the worst the world could give so she’d be able to live a life of love and happiness. She deserved that much and more. To say he loved her would be an understatement. Heck, it wouldn’t even describe the depths of his intense feelings for them. They owned him as much as he owned them. It didn’t feel right if they weren’t healthy and safe.

 

“I will take it easy.”

 

“Okay. I love you,” Chris said.

 

“Love you, too,” she replied. “Love you, too, Nate.”

 

“I’ll call you later on to see how you are doing,” Nate said.

 

Chris ended the call.

 

“Do you think she’ll obey?” Nate asked.

 

 

 

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

 

 

“Tell me what you want, sweet stuff,” Chris said to Nate.

 

“Dueño, I want you to fuck me hard,” Nate said. “And I want to fuck Jilly-Bean and fill her tight pussy with my cum.”

 

“Very good, sweet stuff. That pleases me. Present yourself to me,” Chris said.

 

Nate opened his legs further, exposing his cock and balls to Chris. His cock jutted upward and twitched.

 

“Do you like being my submissive?” Chris asked.

 

Nate’s mouth fell open. His eyes became partially lidded. He groaned with a hint of agony in his tone. “Yes, Dueño. Serving you makes me hard.”

 

“You keep me hard. Do you know that? You like keeping your owner hard?”

 

He nodded, and his eyes rolled backward. Chris knew his man was already starting to soar into subspace.

 

“Jilly-Bean, stand up,” Chris said.

 

She stood.

 

“Come to Dueño and suck my dick until I tell you to stop.”

 

She latched onto him. He fisted her hair and pulled her head away from his cock, craning her head back, exposing her creamy flesh. He hissed as he relished the satiny feel of her mouth as it enveloped his penis. There was something about the way she sucked his dick that made him want to lose control.

 

“Up, Jilly-Bean.” He let go of her hair and helped her to her feet. “Go to the bed and lay on your stomach, legs apart and ass up. Nate, do not touch yourself.”

 

Nate whimpered.

 

Though his dick was wet from her saliva, Chris grabbed the lube off the nightstand. He flipped the cap and placed some on his fingers and spread it liberally around her anus and inside of it.

 

“Your ass is so perfect. I can’t believe I’ve had the honor and pleasure of fucking it.”

 

He parted the globes of her ass and placed the rounded tip of his cock at her tight hole. He growled as he slid inside of her. She clenched the muscles in her pussy and grunted.

 

She puffed. “Yes, Dueño, more.” She was a pain slut in her own way.

 

He pushed in harder and then pulled back. “Please, again.”

 

He grasped her hips and slammed into her. His hips took on a mind of their own and they seemed to have one goal in mind, mate his woman like this was his one and only opportunity. She whimpered, unable to control the small thrusting movements of her hips as he filled her. His balls slapped against her with the force of his movement. She wiggled her hips and cried out. She was close. He slammed harder into her ass and bent forward, massaging her clit as she begged for permission to come. Every nerve galvanized his body for one reason, to shoot his cum deep inside of her. He grimaced as the maddening pain radiated up from his dick to his eyes, nearly blinding him. He was ready.

 

“Oh God, come, baby,” he said.

 

Her back arched then her hips bucked. Her ass clenched, squeezing his dick. He lost control and growled and came hard. He closed his eyes tight and his mind went blank as euphoria swept through him. He grunted then trembled as the last bit of cum spurted out of him.

 

He collapsed on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. The fog that had clouded his mind slowly lifted, letting him come back to his senses. He nuzzled the crook of her neck, adoring her sweet fragrance that mingled with his. This type of intimacy had been alien to him before he met them. Sex had been pleasurable but not satisfying, and it made him wonder if there was anything more to it than a quick romp in the sack. It was never an issue with them.

 

Nate. His love was patiently awaiting his turn. Chris ran his hands up and down her body and kissed her neck.

 

“Go the center of the bed and lie on your back then spread your legs,” he said whispering in her ear.

 

* * * *

 

Jilly did as she was told. She loved obeying Dueño. His mastery over her body and her heart made her feel loved and protected. Not to mention he was so hot that she felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have a man like him in love with her. A little over six feet two, Chris’s short-cut light brown hair, lean angular torso with toned limbs and blue eyes made him look like the boy next door had grown up to be a heart-stopping gorgeous man.

 

Most people only had one partner who made them swoon. She had two. Nate was her Aussie blond thunder whose voice was a deep baritone and body she likened to a Greek god. For the longest time, he wore his hair long and pulled back into a pony tail, giving him a carefree look that added to his sex appeal whether he knew it or not. Now, he wore it short and trimmed like Chris.

 

She laid down and opened her legs. She felt the bed dip as Nate crawled onto it. He loomed over her, and his eyes simmered with lust. While Chris was her Master, Nate was her sweet Sir.

 

 

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3 New #GLBT Tuesday Teasers from Sexy to Go #Gay Romance

From:

Styx and Stone by Leigh Ellwood:

 

After a sleep break and a leisurely sit with a hot coffee—we have it here, no worries—I emerged from my cabin to find him, tall, dark-haired, and brooding handsome face covered in stubble, leaning against the ticket booth with his arms folded and ankles crossed. He only needed a leather jacket and lit cigarette to complete the tough-guy aura, but when I neared in my blue tank top, cargo shorts, and flip flops he turned into a whiner and ruined the whole image.

“Finally.” He huffed and pushed away from the booth. “I’ve been waiting forever for somebody to help me.”

“Of course you have. This is forever and it’s also never. Keep your jocks on.” Or not. I’m good either way, and when he stomped away a few feet to release his frustration I admired how that fine ass filled his jeans. I thought of filling it with my hard cock and let a sigh of disappointment sag me. There’s no rule against the departed hanging out on my side of the river for any length of…well, you know, but once I dock at the other end everybody’s hot to see what the afterlife offers.

Stone Herron struck me as just that type, eager to get on with eternity. I consulted the roster as his listing surfaced. Mid-thirties, otherwise healthy, single. Standing in the wrong spot when something conked him on the head.

I tsked and tore off his ticket from the dispenser. “Sucky business, dude. Looks like you weren’t finished in the mortal world yet.”

He rubbed the back of his scalp, presumably where the hard falling object had made contact. “I was at a protest rally. They’d just struck down the same-sex marriage ban and some assholes decided to picket downtown. We only went to counter peacefully, and somebody apparently packed bricks. Who the fuck throws a brick into a crowd of people?”

 

From:

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea

He became aware of the sound of laughter and music. Something prodded him in the ribs, and he opened his eyes to find several beaming faces peering down at him. The owners of those faces chattered amongst themselves.

“He came again, the handsome boy.”

“Our lord will be well pleased.”

“Is he ready to dance with us?”

“Seanán will be dancing with none but me.” The words were softly spoken, yet the tone brooked no argument, and at this utterance, the others scurried away and a new figure stepped into view.

A wave of contentment flooded through Seanán. “Iorweth.” He accepted Iorweth’s proffered hand, and Iorweth pulled him to his feet as if he weighed nothing. He gazed up at the regal figure. “I have missed you.”

“And I you. Shall we dance?”

Iorweth swept Seanán into his arms and they spun toward the edge of the clearing. The others made room for them and they joined the chain, circling the stone in a dance of pure delight. The music came from no discernible source, but it filled the air, bright and bell-like, and between its magical refrains, the fae laughed, clapped, and cavorted in the moonlight.

 

 

From:

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy

Sisyphus’ eyes flew wide seconds before he opened his mouth and screamed, “Hercules! Hercules! Hercules!” Each hoarse shout rang louder than the last as his body went rigid and arched like a bow, his cock notched like an arrow in Hercules’ firm hand. So much seed sprayed from Sisyphus’ shaft that Hercules’ belly and chest were coated, yet still more flowed. With a cry of astonishment, Hercules sank to his knees, intent on tasting the proof of Sisyphus’ desire. When Hercules’ tongue dredged through the salty white fluid pouring out the tip, a zap as sharp as one of Zeus’ thunderbolts hit him. Momentarily stunned, he looked up at Sisyphus’ ecstatic face and found him gazing lovingly down at Hercules. His heart lurched. Damn if that wasn’t one of Eros’ arrows that had hit me. For as Sisyphus gazed upon him, Hercules knew he’d do anything to keep him as his lover. To hell with Zeus’ punishment. I need this. I need him.

“Sisyphus,” he whispered hoarsely as he stood. Once upright, he pulled the man to him so they touched waist to waist, thighs pressed against thighs. He groaned at the contact, and so did Sisyphus. The sound rushed desire through Hercules, flaring brighter than before. How was this possible to feel such arousal for a man? His urge to claim Sisyphus as his lover grew by the second.

The man caressed Hercules’ swollen lips with a look of admiration and need that would have made Aphrodite weep with jealousy. “My hero. Did I service you properly? It was my first time.”

He laughed with relief. “Yours too? I have never been with a man before either.” He stroked Sisyphus’ tan cheek and firm jaw, memorizing the curves as though they were his own. “But I could continue our activities all day.”

At the word “day,” Sisyphus turned his gaze to the sun and frowned. “Oh, no. It is late afternoon. The sun will set soon. I must get back to work or I shall never finish.”

Hercules frowned as his lover stepped out of his arms and headed toward the giant rock. After experiencing such selfless idolization, Sisyphus’ abrupt about-face stung. How dare he? And yet, he understood the man’s one-track determination better than most. All he had to do was distract him, lure him away from that damn rock and back into his arms!

 

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Can a swan #shifter survive without his feathers? Find out in Sexy to Go #Gay Romance

Get some good reading in this week!

Ladies and gentlemen we have an excellent selection of M/M romance stories in Sexy to Go’s latest volume. These tales deliver all – from seriously romantic couples to first-time hookups and fantasy teases to leave you wanting more. See for yourself what we have to offer. You won’t be disappointed:

Matzo Ball by Avery Duran – (Contemporary/Big city)

When Jacob’s outgoing best friend talks him into attending a party for Jewish singles, neither man realizes that it’s not a gay event. Things go from bad to worse when Jacob’s friend doesn’t show up. The night turns around when Jacob befriends Ian, a sexy bartender. After a spectacular kiss good night, they go their separate ways. But Jacob can’t forget the chemistry he shared with Ian, and hungers for more. In a city the size of New York, will these men be able to find their way back to each other?

 

Styx & Stone by Leigh Ellwood – (Historical / Greek mythology)

What’s the afterlife really like? Charon the ferryman knows the River Styx like the back of his hand, and he enjoys giving newly departed Stone the full tour.

 

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea (Fantasy / Fae)

The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year, where he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the four rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.

 

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy – (Historical / Roman god)

Hercules might have completed his 12 labors and become immortal, but he’s still not out to himself. Until he meets Sisyphus, a man who turns him on in ways not even a goddess can compete with. When Zeus threatens to destroy their new bond, Hercules must again rise to the challenge, this time to protect his right to love a man.

 

Loggerhead by Dale Lowry – (Existing couple / Contemporary)

Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles – and rekindling their passion for each other in the process.

 

Handyman by Jodi Payne – (Contemporary / Hot Contractor / Sudden hookup)

Danny is haunted by memories of his ex, Peter, who moved out six months ago. He recognizes just how bad off he is when he wakes up to a flood in his condo, a problem Peter would have adeptly handled. Danny can’t find the insurance paperwork, he doesn’t know who he should call first, and he’s about ready to strangle his stoner neighbors. His day starts looking up, though, when the workmen arrive to deal with the water, replace his breaker box and demolish the soaked ceiling. Ken, a handyman, shows up to handle the drywall, but can Danny handle Ken?

 

Clipped Wings by Shiloh Saddler – (PNR / Swan shifter)

When a male swan shifter is captured by a cruel master he develops feelings for another male slave. The master has plans for the shifter that go against every fiber of his being. Will the two men bow down to their station in life or take flight to keep their love alive?

 

Rebuilding the Future by Sam Thorne – (Contemporary / Hot Contractor)

Allen’s peace has been seriously disturbed. As the shy architect takes on the task of extending the home he inherited from his late aunt, his life becomes a battle. The building work is going fine, but he can barely contain his one-way lust for sexy foreman Declan, who’s a one-man generator of testosterone and mixed messages. As the build completion approaches, Allen’s ready to do just about anything to keep Declan around a little longer…

 

Man in the Mirror by A.E. Wasp – (Existing Couple / Love overcome time’s effects)

A companion story to the Paper Hearts novel, Man in the Mirror is the first short in a new erotic series set in the world of the Veterans Affairs books.

Benny hasn’t let Mikey see him naked in a week, will barely let Mikey touch him. Mikey’s going to get to the bottom of the issue if it takes all night.

Gay Couple Love Home Concept

EXCERPT: CLIPPED WINGS BY SHILOH SADDLER

After a quiet meal, Christopher followed Stephen up a back staircase and down a long hallway. “This is my room. Our room.” He opened the door and Christopher was pleasantly surprised to see it furnished with all the essentials: bed, chest of drawers, washstand with bowl and pitcher and even a small mirror hanging on the wall.

Christopher quickly stripped off his clothes and lounged on top of the covers. Arms folded behind his head, he stared up at the ceiling, struggling to hold back a smile. Stephen’s lustful stare heated him, and it took all of his restraint to not react. He would not make the first move. However, he wouldn’t make it easy to resist his charms. He needed help to get his feathers back, and Stephen might be his ticket to freedom.

“You’re naked.” Stephen’s voice had a raspy quality.

“It is summer. I’m hot-blooded.” Finally, turning to look at him, he offered a shrug. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, no of course, not,” Stephen croaked.

Christopher struggled to hold back a laugh. His roommate was not a good liar. “Do you sleep naked, too?”

“No, I…” Stephen swallowed hard and Christopher eyed his bobbing Adam’s apple. “I—I have a nightshirt.”

“Oh.” Christopher tried to keep his disappointment from showing. He could make quick work of that piece of clothing.

Back turned, Stephen changed into his nightshirt and then washed his face and brushed his teeth with tooth powder. It seemed like hours before his weight dipped the mattress, although it was really only a few minutes. Christopher’s heart thumped against his ribcage. He silently appraised Stephen’s prone form and his cock stirred.

Taking a deep breath, he told himself to behave. Nude, it was hard to hide his desire. A smile tugged at his lips. From his searing gaze Stephen had to know he was interested.

Rolling on his side, he got a better look at the man fanning the fire in his stomach. “You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen,” he whispered.

Stephen’s eyes widened. “I’m nothing special.”

The self-deprecating words knifed through his heated body. Had Master Randall worn down the man’s confidence? He knew how easily that could happen. His promise not to make the first move went out the window. He’d have to show the man just how he felt. Reaching out, he caressed the man’s cheek.

Instantly the hardness in his expression melted away. After a brief kiss, Stephen’s dark eyes hooded. “Mmm. It has been a long time for me.”

“Me too,” Christopher replied and then kissed him again, this time his tongue plunged inside the man’s sweet mouth.

He wasn’t about to say he was a virgin. Not without explaining the ways of his people. Kissing he could do though.

Stephen moaned. Christopher plumbed his mouth stroke after stroke. The taste of salt and onions lingered on his tongue.

Hand slipping under his nightshirt, Christopher skimmed Stephen’s chest, pinching and twirling one nipple.

Stephen growled and Christopher broke the kiss, a chuckle bubbling up his throat. Fingers straying from his nipple, he grazed the dusting of hair leading lower.

Heat blazed with their skin-to-skin contact. His body thrummed and inside his swan crooned. He felt a deep connection with Stephen, not just a physical one. Finally, what was happening clicked into place. Mate. Stephen was his mate. That’s why he couldn’t control his shifting. He’d needed to be in human form to find his mate.

It felt like a double-edged sword—fate blessing and cursing him at the same time….

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