Excerpt: Stripping Christmas by Zenobia Renquist

And here's a blast from Christmas past with the Changeling Press White Hot Christmas multi-author series...

Stripping Christmas
White Hot Christmas (multi-author series)
by Zenobia Renquist

Publisher: Changeling Press
Genre: Erotic Romance, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy, Fey/Elves, Interracial, Magic, Christmas
Price: On sale for 99¢ for the month of December at Changeling Press only!

Alex is firmly on the naughty list, and she wants Santa to join her.

Alex thought she was going to a job. Instead she ends up marrying the heir to the title of Santa Claus. The vows have been said and cannot be taken back, even if Alex isn’t the ideal bride Kris was hoping for to re-energize the powers of the House of Kringle. But Alex is about to teach him that being a little naughty — or a lot — can go a long way.

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EXCERPT

Alex wasn’t going to get anywhere arguing about the marriage thing. She tried a different tactic. “What website?”

Kris walked over to a large desk. Alex followed him. Kris pulled up the website in question and gestured to it. “It seemed the perfect place to find my bride after searching this past year to no avail.”

Alex rolled her eyes at the title of the site -- Finding Your Perfect Mrs. Claus. It was her boss’s idea of getting into the holiday spirit. She said, “Show me what you clicked on to get to me.”

The page had two buttons -- one said Naughty and the other said Nice. Naughty referred to strippers who did full nudity, while Nice referred to strippers who went down to a string bikini.

Kris clicked the Nice button, which led to a page of pictures. Alex’s picture was the last on the page. Kris said, “I looked through all of the girls and found you the most desirable as my wife.” He clicked on her picture and loaded a page featuring stats about Alex -- age, height, weight, likes, etc -- and a vid of Alex wearing a Mrs. Claus ball gown while handing out presents to a room full of happy men.

Gesturing to the vid, Kris said, “You are a bringer of joy. Looking at this video confirmed you would be my perfect wife. I paid the dowry and here you are.”

Alex snorted. “Dowry, huh?” He had to mean the private party fee to have her strip on location.

“It was a small sum, but I paid it gladly.”

“Did you click on the button that says more?” She pointed to the bottom right of the screen.

Kris clicked the button. Another page loaded, showing the second half of the vid that had started on the previous page. It showed Alex ripping open her Mrs. Claus breakaway dress to the hooting and hollering of the men who had just gotten her presents. She danced on and around a pole while men stuffed money down her bra and panties.

Alex watched as Kris turned pale and his ears drooped until they were almost folded in half. His look of horror returned.

“What… what are you doing? This is naughty. This is extremely naughty. No wife of the House of Kringle should do such things as this.”

“Next time click the more button,” Alex said with a shrug. “Look, Kris. It’s no big if you don’t want me here. I’ll talk to my boss and get your money back. We can chalk this up to a fun mistake and go about our lives. Just tell Noël to bring the car around and take me home.”

“You cannot go home.”

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Read full first chapter online: http://drb1stchp.com/2011/12/stripping-christmas-by-zenobia-renquist/

~ Zenobia
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Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://about.me/zenobiarenquist

New Christmas Release: Decorating Spirit by Zenobia Renquist

Out now and part of the Santa's Helpers Changeling Press multi-author series...



Decorating Spirit
 Santa’s Helpers (multi-author series)
 by Zenobia Renquist

Publisher: Changeling Press
Genre: Erotic Urban Fantasy Romance, Interracial, Fey
Price: $2.99
Length: Novella

She’s making sure Christmas comes more than once this year.

The Spirit of Christmas should be a joyous person who can spread happiness around the world. Spir is anything but. His mood is as dark as the black clothes he wears. Danette is hired to change his clothing in hopes that his attitude will follow. Spir doesn’t want to cooperate. When she finally gets him out of his clothes, Danette discovers something harder than her job and much more enjoyable.

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EXCERPT:

She shrugged. “This might not have been my calling from birth, like you, but this is my life. I can’t do anything else. My only talent is enhancing people so they are better, brighter versions of themselves, or so everyone thinks they are better and brighter.”

 “And now you think you can make me better and brighter?”

 “I’m not trying to make you better, Spir. From where I’m standing, you’re perfect already. I’m just trying to make you brighter.” She grinned. “Okay, not brighter. Just less dark. Hence all the gray.”

 “Perfect?”

 “What about it?”

 “I’m not perfect.”

 “Dude, have you looked in a mirror ever? There are men who would sell their souls and the souls of their dear mommas to have your looks.”

 “I’m not bright like Kris.”

 “And your point is what?”

 “Women -- fey women -- have always ignored me and flocked to my brother.”

 “That makes them blind or stupid or both. Kris is gorgeous and so are you. You’re identical. And did you ever stop to think they were flocking to him because he was the heir of the house? He’s the head of the House of Kringle, the top house in the winter clan. Women would have been flocking to him if he looked like a troll because of the power he now holds.”

 Spir stared at her with wide, confused eyes.

 “I think the only one hung up on you being his shadow is you, Spir. You let the opinions of a bunch of gold diggers and opportunists determine your self worth. You’re the spirit of Christmas. It can’t exist without you. Even those who don’t believe in Santa do acknowledge you. Have you even visited humans around Christmas time?”

 He shook his head.

 “Did your uncle?”

 “I never saw him leave the North Pole.”

 “Well there you go. You’re basing your opinion on false information that further perpetuates your feelings of inadequacy. I was always taught that presents and a jolly fat man in a red suit don’t make Christmas. It’s the feeling inside. The giving -- not to be redundant -- spirit. The love of family and brotherhood and togetherness. Everything else is icing on the cake.” She took his hand and squeezed it. “You’re the cake, Spir.”

 His gaze went down to her hand and then back to her eyes. His earlier confusion had changed to surprise.

 She released him and stepped back, clearing her throat. She’d gotten too wrapped up in her preaching. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to start lecturing you. It’s one of my bad habits.”

 “It’s fine.” He raised the hand she’d held and looked at it as though he’d never seen it before. “It’s completely fine.” He lowered his hand and turned his attention back to her. A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips. “Your enthusiasm has rubbed off on me.”

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~ Zenobia
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Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://about.me/zenobiarenquist

Sneak Peek at ML2! PG Excerpt

Alrighty then! Hope you enjoyed the except from My Lieutenant. How about a little sneak peek into part two? Of course it's unedited and I need to get it in soon.

This time, the Lieutenant is fully in charge and looking to settle down with Nathan completely.

Nathan Ellerby and Lt. Bryant Duncan are at it again. This time, the story shifts from Nathan to Bryant who’s looking to solidify his relationship with his favorite artist. The Lieutenant wants to take Nathan everywhere. To visit his naval friends, his parents who still aren’t happy about his decision to come out, as well as his best friends Mike’s bachelor party. Bryant refuses to hide his man from the masses and despite his man’s insistence on the unimportance of the matter, Bryant pushes on.

Bryant also wants to continue to press about the move to New Orleans where a beautiful garden home awaits this loving couple. This is the love story, told from Bryant’s POV. Less snarky but still humorous in a BL kind of way. She’ll have to channel Michael Mandrake a little to stay in character but of course, she’ll add her touch.

Another light hearted interracial romance with a little mischief, fun, and hot sex!

Life is really like a box of chocolates! – My favorite quote from the Forrest Gump movie other than the one about running!

Throughout my life, I’d consider myself as a pretty lucky man, or as the new guy in my life would say a lucky son of a bitch. Yeah, he says that without batting an eyelash. He can be so vulgar at times but I love him more than anything.

First off, why am I fortunate? Well, I was able to serve in the US Navy and make it through without killing anyone. The homophobia in the ranks was unbelievable with many officers and fellow soldiers using the faggot term very loosely. For the most part, I kept a low profile but there were plenty of times I wanted to jump out and tell them about themselves but due to my rank and class, First Lieutenant, I had to keep my mouth shut. No one would accept me if I came out and with the threat of DADT looming, I couldn’t risk making that admission.

Besides that, I carried on the appearance of being a happily married man; a lovely trophy wife at home who wrote romances for a living and no kids to worry about. Money in the bank, a gorgeous home in New York State with a two car garage and she owned a place in New Orleans that she used for her backdrops in stories, the so called inspiration. Turns out she liked to bring out the “entertainment” for her stories to life. So while I was away, she slept with random men and even a few women. Due to both of us wanting this faux commitment to be over, we agreed to split everything and so she wouldn’t owe me anything more, she decided to give up her house of pleasure to me in the settlement.

Cool right?

I certainly thought so and that brings me to now. My string of luck still hasn’t run out. I do a good deed and meet the man of my dreams, my lover, my soul mate, my Nathan. Nathan Ellerby, artist, intellectual, and all around smart ass with the foulest mouth. Despite all this, I love him with all my heart. When we’re together, I feel complete. The worries about coming out as a gay man aren’t an issue, knowing I’ve got such a strong and beautiful man on my side.

No more am I tormented by being in the closet and hiding who I really am. I’m comfortable with myself, I love myself, and I love Nathan. Period.

Whoever asks me I make sure I tell them of my lover without hesitation. Why? Because I’m proud, even more so than when I was in the Navy serving my country. I’m a gay man who’s seen the light at the end of the tunnel and damnit I’m comin’ outta there with my guns a blazin’. No one will make me feel bad about my decision.

I know I’ve made the right choice to step completely over that fence because on the other side, awaited Nathan Ellerby, my lover, forever more.

Till death do us part means something this time and I haven’t had the wedding or put a ring on his finger.

Life is damn good!

Debut Release My Lieutenant M/M R Excerpt

Now here is my first release from Rebel! My Lieutenant, an m/m romantic comedy about a soldier just retired from the Navy who's looking to come out. He finds his potential man in the goofiest way and spends most of the book trying to convince him to be his full time lover.


Nathan is no pushover. He doesn't want to deal with men who've just come out the closet but the Lieutenant is too delicious to ignore.

Official Blurb: Nathan Ellerby's apartment has been ransacked by his ex who didn't like the fact Nathan dumped him. Trouncing through the debris uttering a string of obscenities, Nathan's shocked to see Lieutenant Bryant Duncan at his door claiming he's already caught the offender. Sensing an instant connection, when Nathan finds out Bryant's divorced and he's straddling the fence between being gay or bisexual, Nathan finds himself in a quandary.

 Although the Lieutenant does everything in his power to prove to Nathan he's worthy, Nathan is afraid to lower his defenses which leaves both men wondering if Nathan will allow love into his life even through his doubts.

“Nathan…” he called my name, taking my hand inside his. “Can’t you let me in? Stop building that wall between us. I want this Nathan Ellerby. Give me a chance.” Bryant took his free hand, running his fingers through my long hair.

I moved my head slightly to look into those dark, brown irises again. We leaned into each other, and within moments, my lips were on top of his. His hands roamed my skin, pinching, teasing my nipples. They became taut under his touch. From there, one hand moved to my crotch. My cock immediately took notice. I reached out to him and he continued fondling me. I slipped my hand to the space between his legs. “Damn Lieutenant,” I growled rubbing his erection through his pants.

“Hmm?” Bryant smiled, combing my long strands.

I moved in closer, rubbing my head against his chin. His breaths turned into pants. I swore I could feel myself spurting again.

Both of us were breathing heavily, staring at one another with our hands on each others’ cocks.

“No wonder you were in command. You really know how to strategize don’t you?” I began helping him take off his fitted tee shirt. Once I had it off, I moved closer, licking around the edge of his nipple before biting it.

“Oohhh…yes,” he exhaled. I continued going down the center of his chest to his navel. “I was…pretty good at it, too. My attack methods weren’t so bad either.” Lightly, he pushed me to sit upright so he could unzip his slacks. He slipped them from his waist before reaching down, pulling them off his ankles.

Fuck!

Once again, my mouth felt like the desert. He was truly breathtaking. His body was like the sculptures I’d admired in some famous art galleries. I gasped at the sight of his erection, enjoying the steady amount of precum, dripping from the tip. His manly musk was intoxicating. I was falling under his spell. I moved closer to him, opening my mouth to take a sample but he stopped me, shoving me back on the couch.

I lay back, pulling my tee shirt over my head. He slid my trousers off my waist. With every spot he uncovered, he planted a kiss on my flesh. My nipples and cock stiffened even more. My body was on fire and the pain from my erection was more apparent. I tossed my shirt aside and Bryant yanked my denims away, dropping them to the floor.

“Oooh Goooddd…Bryannnttt…” I moaned, gripping the back of his neck. He rubbed his body against mine, pressing our cocks together, jerking them repeatedly.

“Nathan…damn, you feel so good.” He stopped promptly before moving upwards, hovering over my body. Bryant pressed his lips on top of mine. His tongue settled in my mouth, laying it down for the count.

“Bryant, yes.” I wanted him inside me in the worst way but I knew it wasn’t a great idea. I would settle for a more heated groping session and maybe…

Before I could really think, he moved downward, resting his head between my legs. His luscious lips were around the top of my cock. Bryant’s tongue played with the foreskin, licking the pre-passion juice.

“Bryant…” I kept whispering his name while forcing him into my crotch. He eagerly took my dick between his lips. It wasn’t perfect. I felt his teeth on my skin, but it made it more pleasurable. Not bad for an amateur. “Oohh shiiiittt…”

“Mhmm…” he groaned. Bryant sucked harder, fondling my balls.

My balls drew up against my body while all the fine hairs on my arms and legs were standing on end. I wasn’t ready to cum. I pulled on his shoulders, signaling him to stop. “Bryannt, please…”

He looked up at me before taking my lips again. “Nathan, I been waiting for this.”

I had too but I wasn’t ready to go fully into sex just yet. I only wanted some of the pleasure to happen now so when we knew each another better, the actual act would be much hotter. I’d see just how much he cared about being with me. Was he in a rush to have sex or did he really have the intentions on being my man?

Was that cheating? Yes? Dirty? Absolutely. Especially since he seemed more than hot for me at this point, but so was I. I was horny as hell and here I was turning down a chance for him to take me to bed just because I wanted him to prove how much he liked me. Sick, huh?

I took his chin in my hands. “I know, but…let’s just do this for now, hmm?”

Bryant sighed, covering my lips with his before reaching in between us, grabbing both our shafts again. He massaged them together, invoking moans from both of us.

I gripped onto his back. “Bryant, damn…”

He stopped a minute, gazing into my eyes. “God I want you but I’ll go along with what you want until you give in.” Bryant kissed me with fervor, jerking our cocks at a faster pace.  

I closed my eyes, leaning back against the cushions while digging my nails into his back. He thrust into me as if we were fucking. The smells of our lovemaking and cologne filled the air.

As the juices boiled in my groin, I wondered about what I’d said. Had I made the right decision? In my heart I knew I had but my brain and manhood said something different. Bryant was working as hard as he could to get me to change my mind and although I was almost ready to tell him to carry me to my bedroom I held fast, allowing myself to be lost in the ecstasy but not rethinking my position.

After we’d come with a fury, I couldn’t stop what came next. The cuddling, the kissing. Stuff I usually didn’t want to do, but with Bryant, it was so different. I did desire all that from him and of course, he fulfilled my request.

We were still on my couch, making small talk and eyes at one another. He really seemed interested in being mine, but of course I needed more than just sweet conversation and romance. 

Buylinks

ARe http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-mylieutenant-625417-148.html

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Amazon http://www.amazon.com/My-Lieutenant-ebook/dp/B00628S0TM/ref=pd_rhf_dp_p_t_4

Booktrailer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i62rSF-wr1w&feature=player_embedded

Last post of the Night and thanks Time to Make the Donuts MM PG

Well, time to say goodnight! Thanks to everyone who read and or commented on my posts. I hope you enjoyed.


What's next up for me? Well, I'm writing Sugar Daddy which is the final book in the Something New on the Menu series. Just finished a short for an anthology called Hot Summer Fun and my tale is called, One Night in Paradise, and then I have another short, a shifter mm that might end up being MMF that I'm writing with Wicked Sexy Writers.


I'll leave you with a blurb and excerpt from my MM out now with NNP called Time to Make the Donuts! Thanks again for listening!

Blurb: Andre, a customer, comes in and pays him a visit. The two lock eyes and immediately connect on a personal level. Because of this, Christopher decides to pursue when Andre passes him his card. He wonders what the young man does for a living however, he’s so smitten by him, Chris doesn’t give it much thought.

Little does the shop owner know, Andre actually works for his biggest competitor as a secret shopper and has been told to use any method necessary to find out the secrets of the shop as well as convince him to sell his shop and become part of the national chain.

When Christopher finds out, he has a surprise for Andre and deals with him in a rather humorous way. Will he trust Andre once he finds out this fact? Will he give up his shop under the pressure the well known franchise?

With the song Manic Monday by the Bangles playing on the overhead, Jesse stood behind the cashier Wanda, getting orders for customers while Christopher finished putting the third batch of donuts in the oven. The owner always felt better when the store officially opened for business making him forget about the lack of sleep he got from the night prior or the fact he’d been in the restaurant since two a.m.

He pushed the double doors open as he came from the kitchen, watching the customers lining up in front of the register. They were ready to give their morning rush orders of coffee and donuts or bagels. Others who had time sat at the long laminate counter waiting for one of the waitresses to take their requests. Bigger groups of people or those who liked to take in the atmosphere sat in booths to sample the diner’s finest delicacies. Part of the charm of Christopher’s place was it catered to everyone in some form or fashion while offering great service. Something he knew that other place could provide.

While waving at a couple of regulars, Christopher started to help Jesse bag a few orders. Unlike most owners, he always chipped in to help on the front lines regardless if it were busy or not.

Jesse smacked him on the shoulder. “Yo dude, you look like you haven’t sleep in weeks.” The husky redheaded woman poured a cup of coffee for a lady in front of her.

“Well thanks,” he frowned. “I’m still being bombarded by calls from that place to get me to sell. They won’t quit. Don’t they get the message?”

“Apparently not. They been callin’ ya at home?”

“No on the cell and all because that one girl that used to work here got employed by them. They thought by doing that, they’d be able to pick up some secrets or learn something new about me, or the restaurant. Didn’t they know I brainwash my former workers,” he laughed.

“You wish. You just don’t share anything important which is smart, now me on the other hand,” She cocked an eyebrow. “I could be an asset to someone if they swayed me to leave.”

Christopher stopped immediately and glared at her. “You’d never.”

She drew up her lips. Within seconds she guffawed and smacked him on the back pretty hard. “Babe, no, never. I’m just messin’ wicha. I’d never leave your side. I told you the day Jayson died I’d help you run the place till we couldn’t do it anymore and I meant it. You know I’m a rebel at heart. I couldn’t go anywhere and work for “the man” and feel comfortable. I ain’t wearin’ no suit and tie for nobody.”

Christopher choked a little from the slap and let out a small sigh of relief. He didn’t know what he’d do without Jesse if she left. Good thing she always had such a good sense of humor and because he liked her as his second in command, he vowed never to piss her off if he could help it. Yes, they’d had run-ins a couple of times over various decisions but he knew most of the time the two of them would come to an agreement in the end.

“Well I’m glad about that.” He straightened his tie and shrugged his shoulders. “I need you here, Jess. No bones about that. Most days, I’m not sure what I’d do without your intellect.”

She blushed and chuckled. “Aw, Christopher, I swear if I didn’t like women and you didn’t like men we’d be a match made in heaven, right?”

A woman with a baby in front of them giggled and took her bag.

Christopher sighed, “Jesse, we really need to stop talkin’ about our personal business up here, huh?”

“Yes, duly noted boss man. Sooo…maybe we should go in the back so I can ask you about the dude I hooked you up with last week.” She nodded and turned to him.

“Um, nothin’ really to tell. I’m sorry Jesse, he’s just not what I’m looking for.”

The manager rolled her eyes. “Just what the hell are you searchin’ for in a man, Chris? You gotta lower your standards just a little don’t you? Ain’t no pretty boy with money and a squeaky clean disposition comin’ into your life any time soon.”

“That might be true but, well, he just didn’t do it for me. I liked that he’s self-sufficient, he’s pretty burly which I, erm, well, I’m not into overly muscular men. He doesn’t have to be a model but he does have to be easy on the eyes.” Christopher paused, “Didn’t I just say I didn’t want to talk about my business up here?” He cocked an eyebrow.

“Oh sorry, let’s go in the back a moment then. I gotta hear the rest of this. Wanda, you okay hon, since the rush is about done?”

The younger blond nodded, “Yep, I’ll call ya’ if I need ya.”

“Great.” Jesse gripped Christopher’s shoulder. “To the back then chief to get another batch ready then, huh?”

“Yep. We’ll be back, Wanda.” Christopher went through the doors and Jesse followed him. He really enjoyed when he and Jesse could work and talk at once. Made the day go by a lot faster. If only he had something other than his seemingly desperate romantic situations to converse about.

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RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. Rawiya's first book, Time to Make the Donuts will be out in Feb of 2012 from Naughty Nights Press and her first MMF Living in the Now will be released in April from NNP. She has several shorts in anthologies, the latest, That Thing in the STARbooks collection, Tall Dark and Delicious. A lot of her shorts are also on Every Night Erotica. She blogs regularly at Erotic Dairies and Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the Rawiyas blog on Wordpress.

MMF Living in the Now R Excerpt

My latest book is my MMF, Living in the Now. This story is really the only one I've actually wrote a character kind of like myself. Mara is more aggressive though but like Mara, I've often desired to be a female in a relationship with 2 bi men as well.


Is that your desire? If it is, nothing wrong with that. What could be better than one man? Two hot ones who love one another.

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A story about three people searching for love in the most unconventional way. Bryan Finley and his partner Damien Earley would like a third in their relationship. While Damien is on a business trip, Bryan meets Mara Devine a sultry sexy vixen who’s insatiable and wants the same. Damien has other thoughts in mind but Mara does everything in her power to turn the tables in her favor.

“Bryan, what’s wrong?”

Bryan bit his lip, “Mara, listen. I, um…I need to tell you something.”

Mara raised an eyebrow and drew up her lips. Here it comes. “What is it, babe?”

“Well,” he broke their gaze, which put her on edge. “Mara, I have a boyfriend. I…I’m bi, Mara.”

Mara’s eyes widened, not believing what she just heard. The news hit her like a ton of bricks. Completely stunned at his response, her mouth gaped open. “Well, fuck me.” She grinned and licked her teeth.

“Sorry?”

“Bryan, I’m more than surprised. These days you never can tell.” She moved the curls out of her eyes. “What’s so fantastic about this is you’re exactly what I been searchin’ for.”

Bryan cocked an eyebrow. “What?”

Mara smiled and finished the task of removing his trousers. His semi-flaccid cocked popped up and she salivated at the sight. “Bryan, I’ve always desired to be with a man as sexually open as I am. And you− you, just…damn.” Mara shook her head and shifted for her moist clit to touch his engorged length. She covered his mouth with hers once again. “Bryan, I’ve got no issues with this. As long as we play it safe, I don’t care. Let’s talk more tomorrow, hmm?”

Bryan appeared to be shocked at her answer. Still, it didn’t stop him from placing both hands on her brown thighs. “Damn Mara. I was so nervous about tellin’ you, babe. I’m so happy how with understanding you are. Of course, I wanna take precautions, so...” Bryan reached down into his pants.

Mara kissed him again and put out her hand. “Good, but I’ve got my own, and by the looks of it, I may need more than just the standard size,” she winked.

Bryan smiled in response and tossed his foil packet on the floor. He removed his shoes and pants from his ankles while engulfing her mouth passionately.

In seconds, Mara led him into her room that smelled of her perfume and vanilla candles.

Dim lights shrouded Mara’s light blue boudoir with a four-poster bed in the middle and a single cherry wood dresser on the right.

While Mara grabbed the latex from the drawer, Bryan lay on the bed. Once she opened the packet and sheathed him, Bryan brought her down with him on the mattress, caressing her brown flesh as she mounted him with ease. “Ohh shii…Mara…”

Mara began to move vertically on his thick shaft. She shook her hair and rode him while holding onto his chest. “Baby…you feel…amazing.” Once again, she caught his gaze and clutched her thighs tightly together. 

“Oh Gooddd…Mara, you feel so good.” Bryan gripped her waist and pushed upwards to go further inside of her. “Maraaahhhh,” he exaggerated her name.

Hungrily, she devoured his mouth and sucked his tongue. The excitement building for the most pleasurable orgasm she wasn’t able to attain on her own. Bryan was the one. Now that she knew he was bi, no doubt she wanted more than just a casual friendship. A relationship with him and his man.  

The sun rose over the clouds with the brisk wind blowing through the city. It was a cold Tuesday morning with temperatures in the teens. Mara woke with a chill on her spine. She batted her eyes, attempting to completely wake from sleep and shield them from the bright light shining through the window. Slightly, she moved and gazed at the gorgeous hunk she was on top of. What a hot man! In a span of about forty-eight hours, she’d fallen for Bryan Finley.

If mom knew about what I was doing, she’d flip. Mom would most likely disown her but this wasn’t momma Devine’s life, it was hers. 

Greetings Goddess Fish With Menage Comes Insecurities MMF PG

Good afternoon! This is Rawiya, the 3rd muse of the Literary Triad. 


A little late today. Sunday is laundry day so had to do that first. How about a couple of hot excerpts from my new books. My MMF and MM from NNP, Living in the Now and Smooth Like Latte.


Also, NNP is offering a freebie to lovers of erotica with coupons for books at halfprice. Let's start with that first.


The Postcards for Passion is a book of stories from fabulous NNP writers. At the end of each tale is an offer to get a book at half price.


My story is part of my Masquerade series I hope to publish later in the year. This short is an interracial MMF called With Menage Comes Insecurities about a young woman who wishes to have a threesome with her fiancee' and friend.


Here's a small snippet and then the buylink

Although we’d talked about sex in the past, we never discussed any fantasies. Frankly, because Mathias fulfilled every natural desire I wanted and he brought me out of my shell. Due to my size eighteen I’d always been insecure about my looks. However once Mathias, the gorgeous six foot five Brit, approached me for a date, I haven’t looked back.

So, after a hard day at work, I suggested to Mathias we stay at home instead of following the routine we’d done over the past three weeks. After having a nice dinner of fresh grilled fish and fine wine we sat on the couch while the sounds of Sade’s latest album filled the room.

Nervous, I rubbed my hands together. “Baby, I…I want to ask you something.”

“What’s that love? Something’s troubling you?”

Still anxious, I moved my hand to my wine glass and traced the rim with my fingertips. “Baby, I wanna have a little fun before we get married. I think it would be great if we…”

Mathias eyes narrowed as he waited for my next sentence. “Love, if we’re going to be married, we need to speak up to each other don’t we?”

“I know baby, I just…well…I don’t want you to take it the wrong way. It’s just that…well…I,” I paused again inhaling, thinking of what my man would say. “Mathias, I wanna have a ménage before our wedding day. I’ve fantasized about it a lot and I just think it would be a good time…for both of us.” I looked out the window and waited for a reaction.

Matthias smiled wryly while putting our glasses on the table. He kissed both my hands lightly. “Ah love, I thought that’s what you were askin’. Why would you feel weird about that?”

“I didn’t want you to think you weren’t good enough for me. It’s just that, like I said, experiences have been so few for me and I wanna have that with you.”

“Aw duckie. What kind of trois did you have in mind and with whom?”

“Well love, I thought about…uh…I want you and…Derwyn. I think he’d be perfect for…”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Babe, why Derwyn? What makes you think he’d want to?”

“I duuno, I just think he’d be the ideal third for a night of uninhibited sex with us. He wouldn’t have the sexual hang-ups that some straight men have and things like double penetration wouldn’t be an issue.”

 Mathias stared at me with enlarged eyes. “Babe, you want to be penetrated by me and Derwyn at once? Wow… I didn’t think desires like that existed beyond porn movies,” he chuckled. “Love, look, it’s not that I’m uncomfortable with Derwyn it’s just that I wonder if he likes you a little more than he’s letting on.”

“He might but I’ll make it clear that nothing he does will take me away from you. This is a one -time deal. Besides, I don’t just want him for me; I want him for you too.”

Again, Mathias laughed apprehensively. “Uh duckie, I don’t have any issues with Derwyn but I’m not so sure I want to do anything with him.”

“Aw just a kiss? I’m not asking for him to do you or anything. Just a little intimacy would send me over the edge. I’m gettin’ hot just thinking of it.” I twirled my fingers around his brown locks.

“Baby, I guess this would be the time to tell you about my past. I’ve had my share of sexual encounters with both women and men mostly on a heterosexual scale. However, I’ve also had gay intimate experiences. I don’t think I want to revisit that again. Not because I didn’t enjoy it but well… I just dunno.” He got up and walked towards the patio doors.

That minute I wondered why he was so nervous about Derwyn. Could he detect that Derwyn had something for him too?

Immediately I followed him and hugged him from behind. “Listen baby, if you’re worried about what will happen afterwards don’t. Nothing will take me away from you and I know you feel the same.”

All Romance 

RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. Rawiya's first sole author book, Time to Make the Donuts will be out in Feb of 2012 from Naughty Nights Press and her first MMF Living in the Now will be released in April from NNP. She has several shorts in anthologies, the latest, That Thing in the STARbooks collection, Tall Dark and Delicious. A lot of her shorts are also on Every Night Erotica. She blogs regularly at Erotic Dairies and Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the Rawiyas blog on Wordpress.

Spoiled Pets are the Best Kind

Normally it's not my philosophy to spoil pets or children. It never leads anywhere good, especially with pets. But when it came to my heroine, I couldn't help but indulge her a few times. Besides, she was Bekion's first pet, of course he's going to spoil her.

Pet's Pleasure
by Zenobia Renquist

Coming Out 05 April (Thursday)

Buy Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9948-pets-pleasure.aspx


EXCERPT:

She said, “You left your work.”

He shook his head. “I can do it in my chambers. It will be quieter there. I’ll be happy when Vieve returns. She may be a pushy woman but at least she does her job without complaining.”

“It also helps that she likes me. She wouldn’t have complained about the mess I was making.”

“Also true.” He made a thinking noise. “Maybe I should worry about how much she spoils you.”

“She doesn’t spoil me.”

He snorted. “Who gave you three boxes of pebble candy?”

“Vieve.”

“And the bell beads that adorn your hair?”

Starling touched her head, making the beads at the end of her braids tinkle. “Vieve.”

“Who commissioned the table and chairs you use in the main dining hall?”

“Vieve. But that’s because she beat you to it. She probably thought you would request it eventually and decided to get it done before you asked.”

“I enjoyed having you sit on my lap,” he grumbled. The topic strayed to dangerous territory and they had yet to reach the privacy of his bedroom. “It matters not. I have validated my point. You are being spoiled. In my experience, spoiled women cause trouble.”

“I’m not a woman. I’m a pet. Pets are meant to be spoiled. So there.” She stuck her tongue out at him.

Behind him, a few of his guards chuckled under their breath. Bekion joined their amusement and shook his head. “I am supposed to spoil you, not my secretary.”

“If it makes you feel better, Vieve always says the presents are from you.”

“She should inform me of the presents before giving them to you.”

“Now who’s whining?” Starling lifted an eyebrow at him when he met her gaze.

He stopped, put Starling on her feet and then walked away.

Starling called after him, “Petty.”

He didn’t acknowledge her. He did smile though. Laughter escaped him when she caught up with the group at his chambers. She had Nausic carrying her. He said, “Spoiled.”

“I’ll admit to mine when you admit to yours.”

Bekion said to Nausic, “Take her to the inner chambers. I need to work without interruption.”

Nausic nodded and walked away.

Starling called back, “It’s my naptime anyway.”

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Last Post of the Night more M/M from Michael and BL

How about more interracial m/m from the other two muses? First up a book I adore, BLMorticia's first book from Rebel Ink Press, My Lieutenant. 

Official Blurb: Nathan Ellerby's apartment has been ransacked by his ex who didn't like the fact Nathan dumped him. Trouncing through the debris uttering a string of obscenities, Nathan's shocked to see Lieutenant Bryant Duncan at his door claiming he's already caught the offender. Sensing an instant connection, when Nathan finds out Bryant's divorced and he's straddling the fence between being gay or bisexual, Nathan finds himself in a quandary.

 Although the Lieutenant does everything in his power to prove to Nathan he's worthy, Nathan is afraid to lower his defenses which leaves both men wondering if Nathan will allow love into his life even through his doubts.

Buylinks

ARe http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-mylieutenant-625417-148.html

Bookstrand http://www.bookstrand.com/my-lieutenant

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/My-Lieutenant-ebook/dp/B00628S0TM/ref=pd_rhf_dp_p_t_4

Booktrailer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i62rSF-wr1w&feature=player_embedded

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And then finally, my other muse Michael Mandrake with Under the Gun! A hot erotic romance which just received a great review. New from No Boundaries Press.

No Boundaries

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Camdyn Hardy is a former cop who has his own private investigator business. Due to a misunderstanding from a client, he gets into an argument with his lover Tay. Right after, they breakup Camdyn is left alone to think about his future as a PI and his love life.

                                   

Malik Day was recently discharged under the DADT policy and is looking to get his life on track The main reason he joined was because he dreamed of being a ranking officer. Now that it’s been taken away, he desires to start his life anew and find someone to share it with.

After two weeks the men meet at a shooting range and find out they have a lot in common. Once they engage in a one on one match, they proceed to a bar to have drinks and get to know one another better.  They both discover their affinity for guns as well as Camdyn’s need for a new partner at Camdyn & Associates. Malik is intrigued but afraid to ask him and decides to wait till they are closer. Camdyn is excited about this prospect as well but waits for Malik to say the word. Finally, in an erotic encounter, true feelings are revealed.

In subsequent books, the story continues where the twosome begin their work and love relationship. Together they’ll take on cases investigating cheating husbands or wives, companies with defector employees all the while trying to maintain their newfound commitment to one another as well as having a little fun in the process.

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Another M/M by Rawiya Smooth Like Latte - PG Excerpt

Okay, as if you might have noticed, I love writing interracial romance, whether its m/m, m/f, or MMF, the couples with different ethnicity are what I love to write most. 


In my next M/M called Smooth like Latte, it's romance between two men with one afraid to come out to his dad while his potential partner is already out and looking for a steady relationship.


My two characters, Latte or Davori and his man, Brendan had so much to say. This is my longest book to date. 


Here is a blurb and a little excerpt.



Brendan Walsh, CEO of Walsh Financial has put his life on hold to make his father proud. Because of this, he’s melancholy most of the time and is beginning to develop a love for Scotch and disdain for his dad.

Davori “Latte” Jenkins is a happy go lucky barista with several talents, the most important, his way with words and when Brendan steps into his place of employment, sparks fly between the two and immediately, they feel the connection. Over a macchiato latte, Brendan might see his future man but will he gain enough strength to tell his father about his orientation?

Brendan took another step, searching for the shop owner. Cathy had been very instrumental when they’d opened this place a couple of years ago. He admired the relationship she had with her dad; he noticed her parent actually cared about what she thought. If only the older Mr. Walsh would do the same.

“Hmm, today, maybe a macchiato would be good. Haven’t had a true one in a…” Brendan stopped thinking aloud, his eyes fixed on the man behind the counter. He tilted his head a little, to get a better look. Who is he?

A tall man about six feet, with skin the color of lightly creamed coffee. Broad shoulders, light green eyes… or were they something else, maybe blue or hazel? Who knew, but damn was this man hot.

His perfectly trimmed goatee began under his nostrils and wrapped around his mouth and onto his chin. He wore a black fitted turtleneck that showed the muscles in his upper torso; even under Brendan’s scrutiny, the handsome man continued to make beverages with ease. Brendan noticed the young man next to him seemed only to serve donuts and pies from the fridge, now and then a juice. Could it be the line was so long because of the sexy barista making the drinks? Has to be it. Brendan could see no other reason for it. Not only was the man attractive, he was good at his job.

The closer he moved to the front of the line, the more intrigued he became. He thought about talking to the hunky man as he made his drink. But what the heck would he say? “Hey, I’m Brendan and I own the building.” Brendan smirked to himself, knowing that most likely wouldn’t work.

Due to his inexperience in the relationship department, he didn’t know how to pick up a guy. The only words exchanged in bars were hey, you’re hot, wanna go home with me, or wanna meet me in the bathroom—nothing more.

Besides that, was the guy behind the counter into men, or was he unfortunately heterosexual? Brendan sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, still gazing at the hunk.

Make mine slow and creamy. I like it that way.