Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Bonded by A.J. Llewellyn

There's malice in the palace…and for Mingo and Francois, Honolulu's trade winds bring more than sun, sand and sex on the balmy island breeze.


Book 3 in the Mingo McCloud M/M, M/M/M

Erotic Mystery Series by A.J. Llewellyn is


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Mingo and Francois are back! First they were WANTED, then they were NEEDED, now they are BONDED…to each other and to a strange, electrifying case at `Iolani Palace. As Honolulu's dynamic duo wrangles two hot new criminal cases involving a fake king and fake money, Francois' past catches up with him. Can Mingo handle Francois' revelations and the huge changes they bring?

And what of the "king" who claims to be the rightful here to the lost Hawaiian crown? What is his connection to Mingo? What's Mingo's mom got to do with it all? And what about hunky FBI agent Sage Brantley who wants to team up with our guys for another scorching threesome? Will they do it? Will Mingo and Francois find the answers to all these questions or will they wind up in the pokey?

HOT eXcerpt:

"I've been an ass and I'm sorry."

"Want to make it up to me?"

Francois grinned. "I'm all about make-up sex, Mingo."

"Then find a nice quiet corner where we might get caught and fuck me."

"Outstanding, " he said, his wicked grin spreading from ear to ear. He floored the gas, sending two skateboarders scuttling away and he careened from one end of the massive parking garage to the other. I kept massaging his cock through his pants. He hissed in a breath.

"Oh…man, Mingo…"

I found the zipper and angled my face between his taut, hard belly and the steering wheel and unzipped his jeans with my teeth. He jumped as my tongue licked at his belly, then found its way into the slit of his tighty-whities. He looked so hot in those damned things, I couldn't believe it. He found a space at last, wedged between a wall and a dilapidated white Ford.

My lips were already working their way around his cockhead. It was massive. Hard and hot, I licked the head, paying homage to the slit, running my tongue down the length of his shaft.

"Christ, suck it," he said.

I took my time. I let my mouth slobber over every hard inch of him. He was more than a mouthful and for this, I was eternally grateful. I held his hot cock gently between my hands, letting my fingers massage the shaft, following the trail of my tongue and incessant, sucking mouth. He got worked up very quickly as I slowly removed my fingers one by one leaving only my mouth to work on him. He was on the verge of coming, so I stopped, taking one last swab at his leaking cockhead as I reached into my pocket for my new favorite toy.

Snapping the studded, black leather cock ring around his cock and balls, I took smug satisfaction in his gasp.

"I'll stay hard for you baby, please…man. It's so tight. Mingo, we don't need it."

Yeah, we needed it. The orgasms it gave him were deep and intense. It always took a few second for him to become acclimated to the pressure around his balls. I licked his cock again and he relaxed.

"You're going to fuck me now," I said, raising my face away from him.

"Baby, we're in a parking lot!"

"Yeah, and you're gonna park that thing right in my ass, buster."

I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down, my mouth still moving over his cock. I felt Francois' big hands shoving down my underpants. His cock kept leaking and I know he was ready.

"Get over here," he rasped, his fingers caressing my ass hole. He pushed his seat back and I moved myself over him, facing away from him. Gripping the steering wheel, I raised my ass so he could rub his cockhead against it.

"This what you want, Mingo?"


He lowered me onto him. I worked my ass up and down that massive prick. From this angle, he felt enormous. I shuddered as I felt one of the studs on his cock ring against my ass cheek.

"Oh…" Francois tightened his hold on my hips. My hard cock beat against the steering wheel. He reached one hand around me to curl around it. His fingers gripped me. Oh man, I was going to come.

He fucked me hard and fast, I rose and fell against him. My heartbeat raced and my cock leaped in his grip.

"That's it, baby," he said, aware now that I was close. I raised my hips, reached down and around and unfastened the cock ring. He exploded inside me, my own cock erupting from the sheer, dramatic force of what was happening in me.

Julian by G.A. Hauser



By: G.A. Hauser | Other books by G.A. Hauser
Published By: The GA Hauser Collection
ISBN # 9781451573299
Word Count: 76900
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Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, Mobipocket, Epub
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About the book

The winter of 1987 AIDS was epidemic. Bryan Tyler had lost so many close friends, he was falling apart at the seams. Handsome, rich, intelligent, Bryan had accomplished more in his twenty-four years than he had ever dreamed. But he had no one to share his life with.
Having remained celibate since he was sixteen, Bryan’s fear had created a vacuum of loneliness in him he found draining to live with day in and day out.
Until one afternoon while reading the Seattle Times weekend paper, Bryan noticed an ad for a youth in need of a foster home.
Julian O’Connor had lived his entire life in an overcrowded state run facility in Everett, Washington. Nearly sixteen, Julian never imagined having a host family, let alone someone to love him. When he was emancipated, he assumed he’d live on the streets. Unloved, and feeling helpless, Julian had lost hope for any type of successful future. He lived one day at a time, and it was all he could do.
Then two lost souls met.
Bryan imagined raising Julian, giving Julian a strong home life and an education. In return, Bryan hoped Julian would fill his empty life with devotion.
What they didn’t expect was a love that grew to obsession and the forces that were trying to tear them apart.
During a time in US history when the AIDS quilt continued to add names at a terrifying rate, life bloomed from the nightmare. And for Bryan, it was all about one person. Julian.

In honor of writing my 50th book this year, each new novel of 2010 will feature an unpublished author’s short story. Introducing Edward Kendrick’s erotic tale;
I hope you enjoy it.

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Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Mating Games Delta Wolf 2 by Stormy Glenn and Joyee Flynn


Delta Wolf 2


Stormy Glenn and Joyee Flynn



Sebastian Rule is a Delta wolf, the enforcer for his kind. When word comes rogue alpha is holding a human hostage, Sebastian is sent to investigate, eliminating the rogue Alpha if needed. His mission goes horribly wrong and Sebastian is captured. What he finds when he wakes up though, changes the course of Sebastian’s life. The human that inhabits the shed with him is not only the “pet” of the Alpha, he is also Sebastian’s mate.

Before Sebastian can rescue his abused mate, Dobry, they are both set free by Alastar, a vampire and Sebastian’s other mate. The problem? Sebastian hates vampires. Stuck between a mate that is afraid of him and a mate that he is hesitant to claim, Sebastian’s only choice is to run with both when Alpha Rodrick gives chase. Can they learn to trust each other enough when Alpha Rodrick finally tracks them down? Or will they lose each other before they realize what they have together?

Note: Erotic, Paranormal, Shapeshifter, M/M/M, Romance


Dobry heard someone unlocking the door of the shed he was being held in. He quickly lay down on the floor and pretended to be passed out from his last beating. There had been so many he’d lost count.

He recognized the voices of the two who played with him the most. They were the ones that the master kept referring to as Betas, the master being the one Dobry knew was in charge. The two Betas seem to defer everything to him. Not really sure why that was, had to be a werewolf thing.

“Well, shit! The little pet is still out,” asshole Beta number one said. “I was hoping to play with him some more.”

“Keep it in your pants, dude, we have things we need to handle,” asshole Beta number two replied.

“I’m bored.”

Someone snickered. “Then you can damn well be bored. If Rodrick catches wind of you playing with his little pet without his permission he’s going to use you as a dart board. Besides, we have company coming and he wants us there.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Dobry heard a loud thud close to him then his captors left and relocked the shed door. Waiting a few minutes before opening his eyes, he was shocked to see they had delivered another prisoner. This one was a werewolf just like the ones that kidnapped him. Dobry knew it.

Dobry watched the man curled in the corner of the room for any sign of movement. He wished he could say at the first sign movement he would run, but he’d be lying to himself. It was hard to get away when he was locked up in a 3x3 foot metal cage.

At least they let him keep his blanket. He could cover his nakedness and hide it from the man, even if he could hide anything else. The werewolf would know Dobry was human and pretty much fair game the moment he woke up.

All werewolves considered humans fair game. Dobry knew that from personal experience. He didn’t know exactly how long he’d been a pet but it was long enough to learn a few things about a society he never knew about before.

Werewolves used humans as pets. At least, that’s how he’d been used. Not even an hour after he was brought before the master, a collar was placed around his neck, one he couldn’t remove. From then on out, whenever he was released from his cage, he had to walk on all fours and be led around on a leash. He was a pet.

Dobry hated werewolves. They were all the same. They used, abused, and degraded humans any way they could. Just because the man in the corner was also collared didn’t mean he would be any different than any of the other werewolf Dobry had met since he’d been captured.

As far as he was concerned, they all needed to be taken out and eliminated. He drew his knees up to his chest and tried to cover himself as best as he could with the ratty blanket that the master allowed him to have. It wasn’t much, but it was his, or at least all he had. He wasn’t allowed to wear clothes anymore.

Dobry held his breath when he saw a small movement from across the room. He narrowed his eyes as he watched the man start to wake up. The man shook his head a little, groaned, and grabbed his head.

“What the fuck happened?”

Dobry snorted then quickly lowered his head when the man glanced over at him. He should have stayed quiet.

“Who the hell are you?”


“I said, I’m a virgin. I’ve never been fucked or fucked anyone else. I wanted to wait until I met my mates. I’ve never even fooled around. Beyond a lot of fantasies and a strong relationship with my hand, I’ve never been touched by another person, man or woman.”

“Holy shit!”

“That’s it?” Sebastian asked. “That’s all you have to say?”

“You’ve never even had a blow job?”

“Nope.” Sebastian shook his head. The sudden grin that crossed Alastar’s lips scared the crap out of him.

“Want one?”

“You—you want to—here?” Sebastian sputtered.

Alastar stepped forward and reached for the buttons of Sebastian’s pants. He had them unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down before Sebastian could even catch his breath. Alastar dropped to his knees right there in the sand and reached for Sebastian’s hard cock.

“Oh fuck!” Sebastian exclaimed when Alastar swallowed his cock. He’d never felt anything like it in the world. Warm, wet, heat surrounded him. A smooth tongue stroked across the head of his cock then moved around to lick the underside of the mushroomed head.

“Ala—Alastar,” Sebastian groaned. He’d imagined what a blow job might feel like. The heaven he currently experienced didn’t even come near that. When Alastar swallowed him down to the root, Sebastian’s knees started to buckle. It took every ounce of control he had to lock them in place.

Still, he couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his hands in Alastar’s dark hair and humping his hips, shoving his cock farther into the man’s willing mouth. His balls felt heavy, full, but never more so than when Alastar cupped them in his hand and gently massaged them.

A moan of ecstasy slipped through Sebastian’s lips as a spurt of hungry desire spiraled through him. His legs shook with the amount of control he used to keep from falling down. He never dreamed his mate could pleasure him to this level. Well, he dreamed about it. He just never really thought it would happen.

Sebastian’s balls tightened up against his body when he felt Alastar’s slick finger move from the man’s mouth, past his balls, to the tight virgin hole beyond. Alastar didn’t breach Sebastian, just rubbed over the small puckered entrance.

Sebastian wasn’t sure if he was happy about that or not. He just knew it blew his mind and the rest of his body. He cried out as lights flashed before his eyes. His hands clenched desperately in Alastar’s hair as he thrust forward and erupted in Alastar’s mouth, filling him with his seed.

Alastar continued to lick him until Sebastian couldn’t take anymore. He pulled away and collapsed to the ground next to his mate. His eyes drifted closed and he panted heavily having just rocketed through the most intense orgasm of his life.

Hearing a strangled noise above him, Sebastian opened his eyes to see Alastar kneeling over him. His slacks were open; the man’s cock wrapped tightly in his hand as stroked himself fiercely. Alastar’s face was taut, his lips drawn into a firm line.

But his eyes, his big beautiful silver grey eyes blazed with passion. Sebastian was mesmerized. Sebastian moaned at the erotic picture Alastar made as he sought his own climax. He wanted to see more, to experience more. Sebastian bit his lip as he hesitated to do what he really wanted. He didn’t know what was allowed.

“Touch me,” Alastar whispered, his voice sounding strained.

Sebastian reached out slowly and stroked his fingers over the head of Alastar’s cock. He was surprised at how silky soft the hard cock felt. He shouldn’t be, he’d felt his own cock enough times, but he was.

Alastar’s eyes never left him as Sebastian explored, stroking his fingers down the man’s steely hard length then further to gently cup the man’s balls. Alastar just continued to stroke himself from root to tip then back again.

“Squeeze them tighter, baby.”

Sebastian arched an eyebrow but did as his mate directed, applying more pressure to Alastar’s balls. The man groaned, his hips pumping forward quickly then with more force as he thrust faster.

“God, baby,” Alastar groaned, “that feels so fucking good. I love feeling your hands on my body, touching me.”

Sebastian panted, Alastar’s words shattering the hard shell he had built so carefully around himself. The feelings flowing through him were more than sexual. They were life altering. A slender delicate thread began to develop between the two of them, one that Sebastian hoped would grow stronger.

A deep feeling of peace entered Sebastian as Alastar cried out and ropes of pearly white cream shot from his cock. He’d done that. He had made this big strong powerful man cry out in pleasure.

For a long moment, Sebastian felt like he was floating in euphoria and then his breathing began to settle down to a more even beat. He moved toward Alastar, impelled involuntarily by his own passion and need to possess the man.

“Alastar,” he whispered as he watched the small pulse beat at the base of the man’s throat. His own pulse quickened when Alastar’s large hand took his face and held it gently. Alastar leaned down and claimed Sebastian’s lips.

It wasn’t Sebastian’s first kiss but it might as well have been. It was his first kiss from one of his mates. The kiss was surprisingly gentle but Sebastian’s calm of moments ago was still shattered. The intensity flaring between them rocked Sebastian to his toes.

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