My Sexy Saturday: Incubus Style

Here is another teaser from my WIP Half Soul. I'm participating in this week's My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is a sexy Halloween. What is more sexy than Halloween? We love witches, goblins and everything that this day has come to mean. Of course, for some it’s Samhain and that’s cool too. We just love things that go bump in the night.

Seven Sentences for your reading pleasure delves into the Incubus side of Thomas.

Excerpt

With an irritated huff, eyes still closed, he pictured Aiden standing beside the bed. The man’s cock jutted out eager for attention. Thomas sat up, long legs falling over the side of the bed, and encircled the girth in his hand, feeling the soft skin as he slid his palm from base to tip. His tongue swept across his bottom lip, before he was done he would taste the man’s salty cum.

He stroked Aiden in quiet worship not hard and not fast. He longed to spend many intimate hours with the man. There was no need to rush things.


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Half Vampire, Half Incubus... All Sexy!

After reading a lot of vampire novels and a few books with demons I got a crazy idea to write one of my own. Of course, knowing me, the story was going to be historical. It is also a M/M story. What couldn't be better, right?

Here is an unedited excerpt from my work in progress Half Soul.

The opening starts during the Civil War.


Excerpt:

Both his incubus side and vampire side urged him to claim the sleeping mortal for his own. No, he would not give in to the monster. Instead he focused on the remaining humanity inside him. While he might only have half a soul it was enough to give him a conscience. Under no circumstances would he take advantage of the vulnerable soldier.

Close to dawn, the reb’s eyes opened. “Thank you,” he mumbled.

Thomas’ heart warmed. “You’re welcome.” The man had made it through the night and did not show any signs of more infection. He’d successfully sucked out the disease last night. “What’s your name, soldier?”

“Aiden. Aiden Clark.”

“Nice to meet you Aiden. My name is Thomas. You’ll be fine. There are hospital wagons coming to pick up the wounded, but they are moving slowly in the mud. It is still raining outside.”

“You’re going to leave me, Thomas?” The quiet plea in the man’s voice clenched his gut. He didn’t want to leave Aiden. The longer he stayed in the man’s presence the more he was attracted to him. He knew, being half incubus, it would be impossible for him to have a meaningful relationship. He’d resigned himself to a lonely existence until he met Aiden.

Could he spend eternity with a man? His cock stirred, tenting in his course black cotton trousers. Yes!

No. He let out a grunt, disgusted with himself. It wouldn’t be right to destroy the man’s future. “Yes. I’m sorry. I have to go before the hospital wagon comes.”

Aiden turned his head, looking away from him. “Fine. Just go.” He spat out the words coated in hurt.

Thomas put his hand on Aiden’s shoulder and his heat seeped into his own lukewarm body. “You don’t understand I…”

“You’re running. You’re wanted for something or you’re a deserter. Most everyone is these days.”

“No, I’m not. I…” Words failed him again. With a finger he directed Aiden to turn his face again, looking into his river blue eyes. Not know what to say, and being unable to explain, he kissed Aiden on the lips, the light caress deepening when Aiden kissed him back.

Aiden reached up and wrapped a hand around Thomas’ head, holding him still. His cock strained in a futile attempt to get closer to the man. His lust multiplied with each second they touched until he could picture the reb stripped naked on his hands and knees waiting to be taken from behind.

Finally, Thomas pulled back, his heart beating wildly. Reluctantly, he lifted Aiden’s hand away. “I’m sorry,” he choked. “I have to go.”

#MasturbationMonday Saltwater Lover #historical #mmromance #erotic excerpt

Here is a masturbation scene from my M/M historical Saltwater Lover. It was my first M/M book and might always be my favorite. Set in 1800 it takes place mostly on a slaving vessel. Captain Mather knows it isn't wise to fall in the love with the cargo but...

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A fuzzy feeling wrapped around his head. Still, the picture of the big African with his square jaw, tall limbs, and lean muscle was as clear as before. He was a fine male specimen. Lust, like a giant squall, suddenly shook him. Damn!

The crew was not happy he had let the African keep the bead around his neck. They said he was just inviting trouble. How much trouble could a bunch of men and women in chains do? He hadn’t had a revolt yet—he credited that to his fair treatment of the captives—and he didn’t plan on allowing one. Dismissing their fears, he said guarding the cargo was their responsibility—that’s what whips, knives, and guns were for.

The rum began to take effect. He took off his blue wool waistcoat and walked over to his bed, sinking heavily onto the insufficient mattress. Sleep did not come. He tried to remember the last time he had fucked a man. It had been too long. He ran a hand down his face.

As he age, the lovers became fewer and fewer. He had gotten used to coming at his own hand, but it wasn’t the same. Now his body demanded a young, handsome lover with skin the color of the midnight sky.

He slid his hand into the front of his breeches and fondled his balls, picturing the man with the fiery eyes watching him. It was wrong, but he couldn’t stop the images. Bewitched. The man, likely in his mid-twenties, infested his mind like a delectable disease. Mather grunted. Despite staying in good shape, and looking younger than his years, no white man of that age would come near him.

The captain had stayed away from where the man was chained, not seeing him since the night on the beach. He wanted his mind to forget the man’s rippled chest and hardening cock, but the vivid fantasies continued. He longed to feel the man’s bare chest underneath him, to kiss his plump lips, and look into his deep brown eyes as he came.

He imagined it was the African touching him. He unfastened his breeches, letting his swollen cock spring free. He sat up, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed. Yes, the young African was stroking him, his dark fingers sliding down his whole length. It didn’t take long for Mather’s orgasm to build. Precum poured from the slit of his purple head.

He sped his palm in frenzied motions, feeling the heat of the man’s gaze. The power of his fantasy was more than he could take. He grunted to hold back a moan. Come spewed forth, pulsing out of him. Shivers of delight coursed through his body. Mather shuddered, the climax sending a second impressive spray of semen out of his body and onto the floor.

He’d gone way too long without a lover. Way too long. I’ll have to remedy that soon.



Happy Masturbation Monday!
Shiloh

Eye Candy for Monday: Felix and Naomi

Now that it is October people are thinking about Halloween and candy. I can't hand out chocolate bars on my blog, but I can give you a serving of eye candy. Here is Felix and Naomi from my F-F-M menage Private Pleasure.

With four 5* reviews on Amazon I am ecstatic that readers are connecting with my ancient Roman trio Livia, Naomi and Felix.

You can check out the reviews here: http://www.amazon.com/Private-Pleasure-Shiloh-Saddler-ebook/dp/B00NMLMOIU/

Cover Reveal: Off Your Rocker? By KE Osborn

SYNOPSIS

When Delia (Lia) Norman meets Rock Royalty Colter (Colt) Slade unexpectedly after her boyfriend of 4 years breaks up with her, sparks fly immediately. Lia's ex always told her she was dull and boring, she was no fun at all, and he was right. Colt tells Lia to do something exciting - be spontaneous. So she moves out of her comfort zone and goes on tour with the most famous rock group in the world 'Slayed'.

How will Lia deal with being pushed out of her comfortable life and into a world of chaos, paparazzi, screaming 'evil minion' fans and most of all the idea that maybe there is love just around the corner?
Releasing 7th November 2014!

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EXCERPT

I start to feel a little dizzy and I stumble on the spot. Colt takes hold of me and pushes me against the wall with his body holding me upright.
“Sorry I can’t stand still and I’m so drunk I can’t hold us both up unless we’re up against the wall,” he chuckles.
“I don’t mind being the meat in this sandwich between you and the wall,” I say and then giggle, followed by a hiccup. Did I, Delia Norman just say that? He chuckles and smiles. The heat of his body against mine is doing crazy things to my libido right now. I figure this is the last time I’m going to see the rock God Colter Slade so I decide to just go for it.

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Australian author K E Osborn was born and raised in Adelaide, South Australia. Having worked in the optical industry for some time, K E Osborn decided it was time to leave the optical world behind and start on something new. With a background in graphic design and a flair for all things creative, she tried her hand at writing.

K E Osborn hid the fact that she was writing from her family, as she believed her first story was simply something she had to get on paper first and then judge if it was good enough for others to read. It wasn’t until her mother found a printed version of the manuscript that her secret came out. She was a writer, and she loved it. Writing gives her life purpose. It makes her feel, laugh, cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines. She feels at home when writing

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