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Welcome to the Color of Love Blog Hop 2014 - Day 2
I hope you are enjoying the hop so far!
Saltwater Lover was my first M/M and interracial romance. There will always be a soft spot in my heart for this story. Inspired by reading historical accounts of slaves captured in Africa and sold in America I undertook the challenge of turning this tragedy into a romance while keeping it as historically accurate as possible. Challenge indeed! But I didn't back away from the challenge. Kojo, my shaman turned captive, deserved better than a sad fate. He deserved to find his happily ever after.
Blurb:
In
1800, Kojo is a native African with deep connections to the spirits—but those
spirits choose not to save him from the slaving ship. He’s captured and taken
aboard, where he meets Captain Mather. During the long journey to America, not
even the spirits can save him from their growing attraction. Love blooms. A
doomed love. For when they land, Kojo’s fate is to be sold.
Captain
Mather can’t imagine Kojo being treated as a slave. Desperate to spare him from
that life, the captain hides him, taking him to his home. When he’s blackmailed
by a mutinous former crewmember, there seems little choice but to sell his ship
and pay. Anything to save the man he loves.
Excerpt:
When
the captain reached him, Kojo’s pulse quickened, jumping several beats. The
man’s
The
man’s calloused fingers trailed down Kojo’s neck, lingering for a moment at the
base of his throat. Kojo felt the man’s hot breath on his lips, merely inches
from his own. His round face and toned arms made it hard for Kojo to guess his
age. A few strands of silver were mixed into his beard and at his hairline but
were hard to see—perhaps forty?
Unbridled
lust gleamed in the captain’s eyes and yet Kojo wasn’t terrified. It made him
feel alive, wanted. Under the man’s predatory gaze, Kojo’s cock thickened,
straining against the confines of his breechcloth. No man had looked at him or
touched him like that before. And he liked it.
The
captain smiled, the harshness in his eyes easing by a fraction.
Kojo’s
cheeks burned.
One
of the catchermen laughed, peering at Kojo’s loins.
The
heat in Kojo’s cheeks spread throughout his whole body. He lowered his gaze,
staring at his feet.
The
captain shouted at the laughing man and he shut up.
The
muscular white man guarding him started arguing with the captain. Kojo didn’t
know what they were saying, but the man pointed at him. The captain must have
told the man to guard another section of slaves, because his guard changed.
Returning
his attention to Kojo, he tipped up his chin as if to tell him not to be
ashamed. Then he slipped his fingers around the sacred bead hanging on a piece
of leather from his neck. Kojo figured the man was going to cut it off with the
small knife hanging in a sheath on his belt. But he didn’t.
The
captain’s hand barely brushed his chest as he let go of the bead. The contact
was so light Kojo wondered if he had imagined it. Gooseflesh rose on his arms.
Then he was gone, leaving him alone with his strange, unmet desires.
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now:
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