A Look At Nicola Cameron & 'Deep Water' @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #paranormal #gay

Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to her Chicago family's dismay.
* Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).


A look into...

~ Blurb ~ * Poseidon, God of the Sea, has spent millennia alone due to a single terrible act. His consort Amphitrite has sworn never to forgive him, and he’s forced to live with the knowledge that he drove an innocent girl to her doom.
* But when one of the Olympic Cove cottages gets an occupant with an all-too-familiar soul, Poseidon discovers that the Fates have given him a second chance. Now he must try to right the wrongs of the past and win back both his beloved consort and the mate he betrayed.
* Assuming, of course, that the Mad Nereid Thetis doesn’t interfere…
~ Character Interview ~ How does it feel to be the star of your own Olympic Cove book?
* Poseidon: (side eye) I am the God of the Sea, you may remember. That carries quite enough status for me. Although if pushed, I’m rather pleased that my backstory is being revealed. I’m not actually as stiff and unpleasant as I came off in Storm Season and Breaker Zone, you know.
This book focuses on your relationship with your consort Amphitrite and your lost mate Medusa. How do you feel about getting a second chance to win them back?

A Look At Nicola Cameron & 'Breaker Zone' @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #Gay #Menage

Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to her Chicago family's dismay.
* Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).

What are you going to tell us about today?
* I'm sharing information about my BDSM, Gay, Menage story, Breaker Zone.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * When Dr. Nick Gardiner goes on the run from a psychotic ex and ends up at Olympic Cove, the last thing he expects to find is his friend Ian living with two redheaded demigods and learning how to be a storm god. Adding to the confusion is a wounded merman named Aidan who washes up in the cove, requiring Nick’s professional help. As it turns out, the handsome mer and his partner Liam have other plans for the ER doctor — to claim him as their agapetos, their destined mate, and fulfill his need to submit.
* A chance encounter at a local junk shop reveals that Nick has his own role to play in the battle against the insane Nereid Thetis. Under the reluctant mentorship of the centaur Chiron, Nick must master the use of the Rod of Asclepius if he wants to rescue his mates from a ghastly fate and help Ian save the planet.
Be Warned: BDSM, menage sex (MMM), m/m sex, double anal penetration, rimming, sex toys ~ Excerpt ~ * Hefting the Rod, Nick headed into the master bedroom and put it away in the closet. The bed looked insanely soft and comfortable, and he felt an intense urge to do a faceplant into the coverlet and let sleep take him away.
* Someone cleared their throat, and he turned to see Aidan and Liam in the bedroom doorway. “Where should we sleep, Nick?” Aidan asked.
* That was a good question. He scrubbed at his face, trying to think. “Do you need to go back into the water?”
* “No, we’re good for a day or two at least.”
* “Okay. I guess there’s always the guest rooms.”
* A flicker of disappointment ran through those green eyes, but Aidan nodded. “We’ll let you get some sleep.” He turned to leave.
* “No.”
* Nick’s eyebrows went up. “Excuse me?”
* “No,” Liam repeated, calm but unmovable. “We’re supposed to be your bodyguards, according to Lord Chiron. That won’t be easy if we’re sleeping in separate rooms. We need to sleep in here with you.”
* Annoyance bubbled to the surface, tempered by the allure of curling up between his mers. “Look, no offense, but I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he said, trying to sound firm. “I’m really tired, and I don’t think I’m up for anything tonight.”
* Liam stepped even closer. “We’re not supposed to leave you alone,” he said, hazel blue eyes shadowed in the twilit room. “Listen to me, chuisle. You’re exhausted, and understandably so. You were threatened by your former lover, and then you had to deal with one of the most powerful gods on the planet, followed immediately by a long study session. You’ve done enough for the day. Let us help you relax.”
* That low voice, like a cello with its rich intonation, was impossible to resist. “Just relax?”
* Liam smiled. “More if you’re in the mood. But it’s up to you.”
* He didn’t want to admit it, but he was already getting aroused at the thought of both of them touching him. “I … okay. Yes.”
* The tall mer took his hands, lifting each one to his mouth in turn and kissing it. “Yes, Maighstir,” he said with a smile.
* It sounded like ‘master’ with a Gaelic lilt making it into ‘maister’. Nick’s last bit of resistance disappeared, and he felt boneless with pleasure at the anticipation of what was to come. “Yes, Maighstir.”
* “Mm. Good boy.” *** * Liam let Nick’s hands go. They dropped to the human’s sides and Nick’s dark head tilted, exposing the long line of muscle and tendon just waiting to be decorated with bite marks and sucking kisses. Oh, their chuisle knew how to lure attention. * But Liam knew how to wait. Instead of putting his mouth to Nick’s offered throat, he whispered, “Now, we’re going to take off your clothes.”
* A shiver ran through Nick at that. Liam paused, trying to judge if it had been caused by lust or fear. The reality of the situation came back to him—the last time Nick had played with anyone, his trust had been shattered and his body damaged. They were swimming through shark-infested waters here, and one wrong move could drive their mate even further away from them.
* He bent close to Nick’s ear again. “If something upsets you, you will tell us immediately, do you understand? We’ll sit down tomorrow and have a long talk about what you can and cannot do, and I swear to you that Aidan and I will respect your limits. But tonight is purely for your pleasure and comfort.”
* He heard Nick swallow, and the shivering died down. “Good. Now, take a deep breath.”
* Their mate’s ribcage expanded, filling with the air all his kind needed. “Another.” Liam ran his hands over Nick’s shoulders, enjoying the feel of the curved muscle there. “Good. I’m going to take off your shirt.”
* Moving with deliberation, he slid all the buttons through their holes, tugging the smooth fabric off and tossing it to the side. He took in a soft breath, admiring Nick’s body. His muscles weren’t as pronounced as a mer’s, but his back and shoulders had beautifully delineated hollows and rises that implied strength and agility. Liam’s mouth watered with the sudden urge to bite into one firm shoulder.
* Instead, he ran just the pads of his fingertips across Nick’s skin, tracing the outline of his upper body. On the other side Aidan had stepped closer, running his own fingers along Nick’s chest and abs. Their mate made a soft, hungry noise deep in his throat, and Aidan flashed that irresistible smile. “I think you like this, chuisle.”
* “Mmm.”
* Liam leaned close, nipping Nick’s earlobe again. “Use your words,” he ordered gently.
* “Yes, I like this, Maighstir.” The response was soft, almost dreamy.
* Liam caught Aidan’s eye, then glanced down meaningfully. At the same time he slid his hands down Nick’s arms, gently ringing his wrists and drawing them behind his back. “You’re still wearing too much.”
* “Far too much,” Aidan agreed, sinking to his knees. Liam watched over Nick’s shoulder as the other mer started undoing Nick’s belt, teasingly drawing the leather through the loops, before easing down his zipper. Nick made another noise, deeper this time.
* He likes being restrained and controlled. Liam felt his own desire rise, and firmly corralled it. Tonight is for him, to show him he belongs with us.
* Nick gasped suddenly, twitching in his grip. Glancing down, Liam saw his other mate planting an open-mouthed kiss at the base of Nick’s hardening cock through his underwear.
* “Did I say you could do that, boy?” he asked Aidan, putting a growl into his voice.
* The green-eyed mer leaned back, face shadowed in the room’s dim light. “I’m sorry, Maighstir. I couldn’t resist a taste.”
* Liam was tempted to correct him, but their focus had to remain on Nick. “I’ll deal with you later,” he rumbled, and saw goosebumps rise on Nick’s skin. The idea obviously appealed. “Hm. Would you like that, chuisle? I could tie you to the headboard and make you watch me punish Aidan. I’d bend him over the end of the bed and turn his ass a lovely red as you watched. Then I’d put him on his hands and knees and fuck him while he looked at you.”
* This time both his mates groaned at the image he’d created. “I wouldn’t let him come for a long time,” Liam murmured, enjoyed the sensation of his own cock plumping out and pressing against the fabric of his shorts. “And every time I thrust into him, his mouth would come closer and closer to your cock, almost close enough to suck it. But never quite close enough. And all the time I was fucking him, all you could do is sit there, hard and aching so badly, and watch us.”
* Nick’s head dropped back onto his shoulder. “Please, Maighstir,” he whispered.
* “Mm. Such a good boy.” He nodded at Aidan, and the other mer finished taking Nick’s trousers down, then his briefs. “If you’re very good and earn it, I may let you come tonight. No promises, though.”

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Sinfully Sexy Saturday w. Nicola Cameron @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #SSS #Gay #Sci-Fi

It's Saturday! Yay! Here's a sinfully good treat by author, Nicola Cameron, to add to a great day. Welcome, Nicola!

First, what would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to her Chicago family's dismay.
* Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My story Two to Tango. * FIVE THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT RORY MACLELLAN * * He’s actually not a huge fan of deep fried Mars Bars. He thinks they’re a little too gooey. Deep fried Terry’s Chocolate Orange, on the other hand... * * Kittens make him melt. * * When he was younger, he had a crush on 21st century TV star John Barrowman. * * He likes to have his upper back gently scratched in big looping circles. * * Deep in Molly’s memory, triple locked against erasure or loss, is the recipe for Rory’s favorite soft drink, Irn Bru. *
A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Rory MacLellan, AKA the Highlander, may be the most successful interstellar art thief in the Known Worlds, but he still has a conscience. So when he runs into a suicidal museum worker during his latest job, he has no choice but to stun the man and rescue him from certain death.
* Dr. Dmitri Grigoryev was an up-and-coming exoarchaeologist until a disastrous dig left his career in tatters. Hungry, broke, and desperate, the last thing he expected was a dashing thief to come along and save his life.
* Thrown together by accident and with interstellar police on their tail, Rory and Dmitri reluctantly join forces for a major heist. But will their simmering attraction get in the way, or prove that they were meant to be together? ~ Excerpt ~ * Dmitri turned over, glancing down the line of their bodies. Rory’s erection was very obvious in his kilt, almost comically so. The other man must have been contorting himself to keep it off his ass. Of course, now that he was face up, his own erection started filling out nicely.
* Rory started massaging his shoulders and arms, going nowhere near his nipples or other erogenous zones. Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore. “Um, you’re hard.”
* “I know,” Rory said evenly. “Don’t worry about it.”
* “Kind of difficult to do that when it’s right over my stomach. Besides, so am I.”
* Rory gave a half shrug. “Totally normal. Lots of guys get an erection during a massage. Don’t worry, it’s not like I’m going to make a move on you or anything.”
* He didn’t understand why that admission annoyed him, but it did. “Of course not,” he muttered. “Why would you?”
* Rory stopped at that, frowning. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
* “I don’t know.” He turned his head, staring at the bulkhead. “Never mind.”
* “Hey.” Long fingers cupped his chin, urging it back. “I’m not making a move on you because I don’t believe in hitting on someone when they don’t have a way out of the situation. I mean, yes, I think you’re incredibly hot, which should be obvious by the fact that my cock can now cut diamond.” Rory glanced down at his crotch and grinned. “But that’s my problem, not yours.”
* That’s what you think. Dmitri could feel Rory’s body heat moving through him, lighting up nerve endings. He’d been sure that his life would be one long, slow slog through museum workshops, getting older and more bitter with each passing year until he was shunted off to some sterile senior station to die.
* Instead, he had been kidnapped during a heist by the Known Worlds’ sexiest antiquities thief, rescued from CAPOD by said thief, been given the chance to restore a shattered Saolao ceremonial bowl, and now had the same sexy thief kneeling over him with a rock-hard erection after giving him the best massage of his life. Except he’s backing off like I’m a nervous virgin.
* It was time to take matters into his own hands, quite literally. He cupped his palms over Rory’s exposed knees, feeling the other man twitch from the unexpected contact. “What if I said yes?”
* Rory frowned. “I’m sorry?”
* “What.” Dmitri slowly ran his fingertips under the tartan, up Rory’s thighs. “If I.” He pressed the heels of his hands against the soft prickle of hair and the lean muscle underneath, continuing his upward slide. “Said yes?” His fingers reached the top of each thigh, dancing over the crease where leg met groin. The skin was smooth there, but he could just feel the beginnings of crisp pubic hair brushing his thumbs, and the heat from what had to be an aching cock.
* He wouldn’t let himself touch it. Not until he was sure they both wanted this. “Or do I have to spell it out for you?”
* “Nooo, I think I’m catching on.” Eyes gleaming, Rory leaned over and kissed him. “Is this all right?” he whispered, each word the softest puff of breath against Dmitri’s lips.
* “Definitely.”
* “Good. Because if you don’t put your hand around my cock in the next thirty seconds, my head is going to explode.”
* Dmitri couldn’t help chuckling. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?”

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A Look At Nicola Cameron & 'Trickster' ~ @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #gay #shifters

Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* I’m an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in my head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, I have finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to my Chicago family's dismay.
* Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that I decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills I picked up during my SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, I wrangle cats, smooch my husband, make dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thank almighty Cthulhu that I don’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Trickster is my first M/M shifter story, and was originally intended to be a short story submission for Evernight Publishing’s Alpha’s Claim: Manlove Edition anthology. Unfortunately, I wound up having the plague for most of November, and thanks to the various medications I was on the story just wouldn’t gel properly in my head. After three failed attempts I gave up and stuck all three versions in the “maybe someday” file.
* While working on another project in January, I decided to take a break and flip through my “maybe someday” file as a palate cleanser. When I found the most advanced version of my Alpha shifter story, I thought, “Hmm, this really is kind of a cool concept. If I expand it I can submit it as an ROTG story. I’ll just add a little more on, then go back to my original project.”
* The next thing I knew, it was four days later, my sleep cycle was completely flipped, I was knee deep in corporate espionage and the complications of M/M human/shifter mating when neither of them are gay, and I’d gone straight past ROTG length and was closing in on 20K. Plus my shifter was no longer an Alpha (which actually worked better, considering one of the other characters really needed to be the Alpha), and I came up with a novel way to send Morse code in an office environment. The result is Trickster, and I have to say that I am very pleased with the way it all turned out.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I see coyotes all the time in my suburb and have developed a respectful fondness for them, so I immediately decided to make my shifter a coyote when I started writing the story. As for the setting and industrial espionage subplot, those may have been influenced by my career in various tech companies. Oh, the stories I could tell you if I hadn’t signed those pesky NDAs...

Describe the hero in five words.
* Delaney Smith: Can roll with the punches

Describe the second hero in five words.
* Mark Fellowes: Proud to be a geek.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Mark, because he gets thrown into this insane situation and not only handles it, but outsmarts the villain when Delaney is in danger. Also, he’s just so damned snarky.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Delaney: “I swear to God, I’m actually pretty personable when my dick isn’t trying to drain all the blood from my body.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Delaney Smith, coyote shifter and Trickster Technologies executive, thinks humans are bland, boring, and undateable, so he gets the shock of his life when he comes back from vacation and scents his mate in the Trickster offices — a mate who is not only male, but quite human. Delaney must put aside his preconceptions to protect his mate, but will a criminal bent on destroying Trickster Tech separate them before he can stake his claim? ~ Excerpt ~ * Delaney cleared his throat. Mark yelped and spun, bumping into the dresser next to the bed. The towel around his waist started to slip, and Delaney caught a glimpse of pale, muscled hip before he yanked the terrycloth back into place.
* Panting, he glared at Delaney. “Jesus Christ, what is wrong with you?” he yelled. “Do you even know how to knock?”
* “I did,” Delaney said, trying to sound innocent. “You didn’t answer so I got worried. Didn’t know you were in the shower until I came in here.” And you were coming in there.
* Without his glasses, Mark’s resemblance to a furious faun was even more striking. “God. I do not need any more of this tonight,” he growled.
* “This what?”
* “You, sneaking around and following me everywhere.” He scowled at Delaney’s groin. “Especially with another fucking hard on.”
* For some reason, that cheered the shifter. “You noticed, huh?”
* “Helen Keller would have noticed it, all right? Does it ever go down?”
* “Not since this morning. I can’t help it, babe. I smell you and I get wood.”

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A Look At Nicola Cameron & 'Grading the Curve' ( @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #erom #rotg )

Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I’m a married woman of a certain age who really likes writing about sex. When not writing about sex, I like to knit. Well, it’s true!
* Okay, okay, the full version: I’ve had a healthy interest in sex since puberty, but it wasn’t until 2012 that I decided to write about it. Turns out that the skills picked up during my SF writing career transfer rather nicely to erotic romance — who knew? In addition to Grading the Curve, my fantasy erotic romance novel Storm Season (Book One in the Olympic Cove series) is also available from Evernight Publishing
* When not writing, I’m usually making Stuff(TM), kissing my husband, or entertaining my cats.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Grading the Curve is a Romance on the Go novelette from Evernight Publishing. Ellen Ragsdale is a scholarship student who has sacrificed a great deal in order to put herself through college. One of her only pleasures is fantasizing about one of her English professors, the aloof and sardonic Alexander Cord. But after her finals, she learns that Alex has been fantasizing about her as well, and decides to make both their fantasies come true.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* Er, I might have a bit of a teacher kink -- LONG story. And when Evernight opened submissions for an anthology of stories featuring dominant males and the women who love them, I wrote Grading the Curve for it. It wound up getting rejected, but I was told to expand the story and add an epilogue, then resubmit it as a Romance on the Go standalone. I did, it was accepted, and here we are!

Describe the hero in five words.
* Alex Cord: Sardonic with a sweet center.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Ellen Ragsdale: Don’t be fooled -- she’s tough.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* I would have to say Ellen, because she’s worked incredibly hard and sacrificed a great deal to put herself through college, and it’s very satisfying to see her get what she wanted in the end.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Professor Alexander Cord was, if she had to be honest, a bit of a tool.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Ellen Ragsdale is a scholarship student who just wants to get her college degree and start her life. Alexander Cord is a widowed English professor who hides his loneliness behind a sardonic wall. School rules have kept them at arm’s length all year long. But on the last night of Ellen’s college career, the two of them risk everything to find out if their mutual attraction is more than a classroom crush.

~ Excerpt ~ * “Did you know that you always blush when you talk to me?” he said quietly. “It’s charming. You look like a medieval maiden receiving her first suitor.”
* It felt like someone had painted fire across her skin. She ducked her head, staring dumbly at the hallway’s scarred paint. He couldn’t know. Nobody knew that about her. It wasn’t that obvious.
* Was it?
* “Interesting.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “I meant it as a compliment, but perhaps I struck closer to the truth than I’d intended.” He moved closer, and she could feel the heat from his whole body now, warming her like an invisible caress. “Are you?”
* She swallowed hard. He couldn’t be asking what she thought he was asking. “A-am I—”
* “A maiden. A virgin. I believe a popular term is ‘unicorn bait.’” His voice dropped, turning into a soft rumble. “I have to admit, I’m puzzled as to how someone as lovely and intelligent as you could still be virginal.”

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A Look At Nicola Cameron & 'A Boon by Moonlight' ( @YesItsNicolaC @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Nicola Cameron has had a healthy interest in sex since puberty, but it wasn't until 2012 that she decided to write about it. Turns out that the skills picked up during her SF writing career transfer rather nicely to erotic romance and erotica -- who knew?
* Her M/M/M erotic romance short story "Tied With a Bow" is available in VANILLA-FREE CHRISTMAS: MANLOVE EDITION from Evernight Publishing. With regard to novels, she is currently editing STORM SEASON, the first book in her planned Olympic Cove fantasy erotic romance series, and finishing BEHIND THE IRON CROSS, a dark MMF erotic romance set in Weimar Republic-era Berlin.
* When not writing, she's usually making Stuff(TM), kissing her husband, or entertaining her cats.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* I'm here to talk about my first Romance on the Go story for Evernight Publishing, "A Boon by Moonlight." "Boon" follows the story of Zach Mayhew, an ex-Marine and plant nursery owner who caring for his dying grandmother. One night, she tells Zach a story -- she had an affair with a fairy noble before she was married, and he promised her that she could spend her last days in Faerie. She asks Zach to summon one of the Sidhe to fulfill that promise.
* Humoring her, Zach treks out to the woods in the middle of the night to find a fairy ring and recite the summoning spell she taught him. Much to his shock, the spell works, and a tall, handsome, and extremely snarky sidhe named Jerrek shows up. Jerrek agrees to take Gram back to Faerie in the morning, on one condition -- Zach spends the night with him first. And hijinks ensue!

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I very much enjoy writing sharp, funny banter in the vein of The Thin Man, and one day I came up with the idea of a Sidhe noble arguing with a human as a way of flirting with him. The story grew from that one scene, and turned out to be surprisingly sweet and tender -- apparently it made the editor cry.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Zach -- has a heart of gold

Describe the other hero in five words.
* Jerrek -- really needs a good spanking.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Jerrek, because he's hiding an aching loneliness behind a witty, intelligent, and slightly dangerous facade. I like characters with multiple layers to them, and Jerrek definitely fits that description.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Zach stopped, satisfied with having made a Sidhe warrior giggle like a six-year-old girl.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Ex-Marine Zach Mayhew is willing to do anything for his dying grandmother, even find a fairy ring and beg that she be allowed to spend her last days in Faerie. But when a gorgeous Sidhe noble steps out of the ring and demands a night in his bed as payment, Zach learns that a boon asked by moonlight can have unexpected consequences for his heart.

~ Excerpt ~ * Growling under his breath, Zach went back upstairs and yanked his bedroom door open. "Oh."
* Jerrek was already in bed. His outfit had been neatly folded over the old straight back chair in the corner, and the sidhe himself was nude and stretched out over Zach's faded blue bedcover. His long, shining brown hair filmed his body just as Zach imagined, revealing tantalizing glimpses of corded arms, a firm chest, and a set of abs that looked like cobblestones. Zach's gaze continued down, falling on the long, slim cock that was already starting to harden, laying in a graceful curve over one muscled thigh.
* The sidhe propped his head up on one hand. "It took you long enough. I was starting to worry that you'd forgotten me," he commented with a smirk.
* "Just -- just wanted to get Gram to bed," Zach managed. "Make sure she was asleep."
* "And is she?"
* "Yeah."
* Jerrek reached out to him. "Well, then. Come to me."
* Wondering if he was in a dream, Zach stepped forward and took the proffered hand. Suddenly he found himself pulled over the sidhe like a human-shaped blanket. "Since you prefer to top and all," Jerrek purred.
* Zach could feel the heat rising from the other man's body, warming him through. Jerrek's smirk shifted, turning into a smile. It was both challenge and invitation, and Zach lowered his head until he could just brush his lips across that curved mouth. A tingling jolt went through him, dancing across his nerve endings and grounding out in his groin.
* He gasped and Jerrek took advantage of that, kissing him back and running the tip of his tongue around Zach's lips. The kiss softened, deepened, until their tongues were dueling slickly against each other.
* With a soft growl, Jerrek pulled back, sucking in a breath as he did. "You're wearing entirely too many clothes," he said, rubbing his naked groin against Zach's still clothed one. "Take them off at once."
* Zach couldn't help grinning at the order. "Are you always this bossy?"
* "I prefer to think of it as authoritative. What part of 'sidhe lord' didn't you grasp?"
* "Well, now that you mention it—" Zach slid a hand between their bodies, curling his fingers around the other man's shaft and squeezing gently. Jerrek's mouth opened in a soft groan and he squirmed, bucking into Zach's grip.
* "I've never had anyone talk back to me the way you do," he breathed. "It's really very refreshing."
* Zach grunted at that, focusing on what was in his hand. Skin so soft it almost didn't register against his fingertips, and beneath that hardness and a heat that pulsed against his palm. He stroked up, letting his thumb brush across the tip, and felt a bead of wetness there. "I think you like it," he murmured. "You need someone who isn't going to stand still for your shit."
* "I would hardly call it—" Jerrek's complaint was cut off as Zach kissed him again, luring his tongue out and sucking on it. Jerrek moaned into his mouth, then again as he pulled away, laying a trail of open-mouthed kisses along the sidhe's jaw and down his neck. "Oh, that's nice. Don't stop."

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