Thursday, December 18, 2014

Tease Me Thursday #40: Don't Look Back

One week before Christmas, and time for a little bit of a tease! Almost Friday, almost the weekend. So let me show you 7! Seven words, seven sentences, or seven paragraphs!

Today I give you a snippet from my ongoing flash, Don't Look Back, about two men whose relationship is considered taboo, but their love is unmistakable!

In this scene, Marshall and Lee are in San Antonio on a business/pleasure trip. It's their last night, and they're going to have a little fun!

Marshall felt his nipple harden from the ice. Damn, that was cold, but he didn’t dare complain. The next moment he didn’t mind so much as Lee engulfed the cold nipple in his warm mouth, and the sudden change in temperate was simply exquisite.

Marshall couldn’t help himself. He moaned in delight.

“Like that, do you, boy?” Lee murmured, even as he applied the ice cube to Marshall’s other nipple.

“Mmhmmm,” was Marshall’s only coherent thought. If this was to be his punishment, then bring it on, baby, bring it on.

Virtual Book Tour: Trouble Comes in Threes

Please welcome my good friend and fellow author M.A. Church, here to talk about her new book, Trouble Comes in Threes. If you like kitties, you'll love this one! But first she's going to discuss the pros and cons of writing a menage!

A post on the pros and cons of writing ménage
For Julie Lynn Hayes’ blog

One thing I’ve heard from folks who don’t care for ménage stories is that the ‘third’ always feels like a third wheel. And I can see that. I’ve read stories where I got that feeling too.
But on the other hand, I have friends who are in polyamorous relationships. One thing I want to clear up is the misconception that a polyamorous relationship is no different from an open-relationship agreement: one committed couple, with some lighthearted fun on the side. But the word “polyamory,” by definition, means loving more than one.
That’s what Trouble Comes in Threes is: Three men loving one another. 

One of the things I really focused on in Trouble, outside of the whole shifter aspect, was the ‘why’ of their relationship. Dolf and Tal were already a couple, and here I was throwing a third at this happy and established relationship.
What was I thinking???    

Believe me, they asked the same thing too. But as I wrote the story, guess what? I found they weren’t as settled as I first thought. I don’t want to give out spoilers, but each man had certain needs not being met. Were those needs enough to wreck the relationship?
I had no idea.
And that’s the point of Kirk, and the concept of Trouble. Kirk brought balance to an established relationship. He wasn’t just an add-on; he was the missing part. In this case, the whole wasn’t made up of two parts. It was made up of three, lol.
Combining two lives can be hard. Any newly married couple can tell you that, lol! Combining three lives, I imagine, can be a special kind of insanity. *snicker* Kirk, Tal, and Dolf face that in the book. Taking a couple who has lived together for thirty years and then having Kirk join them, a man who is used to living alone… yeah, you have growing pains, lol. Part of this story is their coming together as a unit.
My three men were determined to make this work, though. They are mates, and isn’t that what most people do in a relationship? They work at it. There are bumps in the road they deal with as they learn about each other, sure. Questions arise, and they each learn new things about themselves as they tightened the bond between them.
*snicker* Then you have the shifter aspect. That’s a whole another can of worms, lol! The trouble they face isn’t that they’re in a polyamorous relationship. It’s rare, but not unheard of. No, lol, the problem comes from the fact Kirk is human. Not all shifters agree human mates are the gift they are supposed to be. One, in fact, is ready to kill over it.

Book Name: Trouble Comes in Threes
Author Name: M.A. Church
Author Bio:
M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!
When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children.
She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013.

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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
A snowstorm in the South—on New Year’s Eve—is a perfect recipe for a catastrophe. After two soul-crushing bad breaks, Kirk’s waiting for disaster number three to strike when naturally, two stray cats arrive on his doorstep during the storm and decide to make themselves at home. Tenderhearted Kirk lets them stay even though there’s something decidedly odd about his overly friendly felines.

Out of the punishing weather, and full of tuna, Dolf and Tal are happy to be snug in Kirk’s house. But then their human goes outside for firewood and suffers a nasty fall that leaves him unconscious. Now the two cats have no choice but to reveal themselves.

Kirk wakes up to find the two kitties are actually Dolf and Tal. They’re cat shifters—and his destined mates. Being part of a feline threesome is enough for Kirk to grapple with, but soon he learns they come from a clowder that doesn’t believe humans and shifters should mix. Kirk knew those two cats would be trouble. Little does he know the real trouble lies ahead.

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, Menage/Poly, Paranormal, Romance

Dolf picked out the saw he wanted, then followed Tal to another aisle. His mate pointed out the different kinds, but Tal’s words had rapidly faded into a meaningless buzz. There, on the air currents in the store, was the sweetest scent. It was light and flowery, reminding him of honeysuckle. He breathed deeply, taking the scent into himself. His cock hardened immediately and his head spun. A yowl threatened to escape.
That scent… that scent was seductive and alluring. It spoke to him, whispering things that made him need. His cat paced frantically in his mind, tail slashing madly. The need to pounce, to sink his canines in and drink that sweet, life-giving blood of his…. His gums tingled and saliva flooded his mouth.
He swallowed, then swallowed again as his head pounded, his heart rate spiking as one thought screamed through his mind: Mate! Another mate! Where was that scent coming from? Or who? And by the goddess, why? He already had a mate. What was their goddess thinking, giving him another? But he couldn’t ignore the reaction. It had been the same when he met Tal.

Pages: 234

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Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Wednesday Briefs: Don't Look Back #26 (5.5)

Good morning and Happy Hump Day! Middle of the week already, is it? Well, if it's Wednesday, it must be time for some flash fiction from the Wednesday Briefers! Every week we bring you flash fiction between 500 and 1000 words, inspired by one of our prompts!

Last week, in Don't Look Back, Marshall and Lee were pampered at a salon, but Lee had definite ideas for their last night in San Antonio. See what they're up to this week! And don't forget to visit the other Briefers, whose links follow my tale. Enjoy!

Don't Look Back #26 (5.5)

The drive back to the Crockett seemed hella-long to Marshall. But he didn’t dare fidget and reveal his impatience to Lee. And he definitely knew better than to touch himself, although the temptation to do so was great. He cast surreptitious glances at Lee, in the guise of taking in the scenery like any visitor to San Antonio. Instead, he secretly admired his handsome profile, the curl of Lee’s dark lashes over his blue eyes, the curve of the lush lips he longed to kiss.

Damn, he was one fine man.

Marshall swallowed a moan.

Lee turned his head, fixing Marshall with that all-seeing gaze of his, the one that pierced Marshall’s very soul. He didn’t have to say a word, and Marshall knew he knew. Had the temperature in the car just shot up twenty degrees?

All Lee said was, “You can shower first. Then assume the position and wait for me.”

“Yes, Sir,” Marshall throatily replied.

Back in their room, Marshall hastily stripped. He stuffed his dirty clothes with the other laundry, then stepped into the shower. Quick but thorough. He didn’t bother to wash his hair, since Carlisle had just done that, but he did manage to get rid of the tiny pieces of hair that had found their way beneath his shirt and begun to itch.

After he’d toweled off, he knelt at the end of their bed, head down, hands palms up against the small of his back. He heard the rustle of Lee’s clothes as he removed them, the clunk of his belt buckle when he tossed it onto a chair.

Don’t look, don’t look…

But he looked anyway, against his better judgment. Lee stood in the doorway to the bathroom, bare-ass naked and looking like a god.

“That’ll cost you,” Lee commented before he disappeared from view. Marshall couldn’t help but smile, as he resumed his former position. Listening to the sound of running water, Marshall couldn’t help but think about Lee, and what was to come, and his cock twitched in anticipation.

A short while later, Marshall heard Lee return, but he never raised his head, keeping his eyes focused on the beige carpet beneath him. He had no idea what Lee was doing, but he caught glimpses of his bare feet as he moved about the room, accompanied by strange sounds—mysterious rustlings and metallic jangling.

“On the bed,” Lee directed at last. “On your back.”

Marshall obeyed without hesitation. He lay full-length upon the bed, awaiting further instructions. 
Lee approached him wearing nothing but a grin. In his hand was one of the sleep masks that had been in a drawer of the room when they checked in. Marshall gave him an inquisitive look. “Yep, for you.” Lee nodded. “Lean up a bit.”

He slid the mask over Marshall’s head, and blackness filled Marshall’s vision. This was something new. They’d never used any sort of blindfold before. Marshall shifted a little nervously. The darkness made him uncomfortable, too much a reminder of things best forgotten. Lee placed a soothing hand upon his arm.

“It’s all right,” he assured him. “I’m here, I’m right here.” The words were comforting, but still Marshall was a little leery.

He felt Lee’s warm breath against his ear. “If you don’t like it, use your safe word and I’ll stop. I promise.”

Marshall believed him, and he trusted him. “Okay,” he agreed, and was rewarded by a trail of warm kisses along his jaw.

“I’m going to let go of you now, but just for a second.”

Marshall felt an absence when Lee moved away, and for a moment he felt ungrounded. But then he felt Lee’s weight on the bed, and he relaxed again. Lee’s hand stroked his hip, down along his leg, stilling the slight tremors there. Then he felt Lee touch his half-hard cock and place something around it.

The cock ring. That meant Marshall was not to come until Lee allowed it. What else did his lover have in store for him, he wondered?

He received his answer as he felt something metallic ring first one wrist, and then the other. Both arms were then stretched, one at a time, toward the head of the bed.

 The handcuffs, Marshall realized. Lee’d promised they’d use them tonight, didn’t he? Lee was nothing if not a man of his word.

Once Marshall’s arms were in place, Lee spread his legs apart. Marshall felt exposed, even if he couldn’t see.

“First the punishment.” Lee was whispering in his ear once more. “Just like I promised.”

Somehow, Lee managed to make punishment sound sexy and exciting. Marshall relaxed a little more.
The next moment, he almost jumped out of his skin as something very cold was pressed against one of his nipples. What in the world? He quickly realized Lee had an ice cube in his hand. Compliments of the hotel, no doubt. If they only knew to what purpose it was being utilized…

Marshall felt his nipple harden from the ice. Damn, that was cold, but he didn’t dare complain. The next moment he didn’t mind so much as Lee engulfed the cold nipple in his warm mouth, and the sudden change in temperate was simply exquisite.

Marshall couldn’t help himself. He moaned in delight.

“Like that, do you, boy?” Lee murmured, even as he applied the ice cube to Marshall’s other nipple.

“Mmhmmm,” was Marshall’s only coherent thought. If this was to be his punishment, then bring it on, baby, bring it on.

Marshall felt Lee take his other nipple into his mouth, warming it as well. But he obviously wasn’t done. He slid the ice cube down Marshall’s chest, heading south. Marshall knew what lay that way, and pleasurable though the sensation on his nipples was, he had his doubts how his cock would feel about such treatment. Without thinking, he squirmed, and for that he received a swat against his leg.

“Want more punishment?” Lee drawled.

“Sir, yes Sir!”

to be continued

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Monday, December 15, 2014

Virtual Book Tour: The Cowboys of Copper Mountain

Please welcome authors Jane Porter, Melissa McClone,  and Katherine Garbera, here to discuss their new release, The Cowboys of Copper Mountain.  The authors will be awarding a $25 Amazon GC to one randomly drawn rafflecopter commenter during their tour. The more you comment, the greater your chances of winning. To find out where the other stops on the tour are, go here. Don't forget to look for the Rafflecopter at the end of this post.

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Three novellas and an unforgettable short story, now available together in one festive package!

A Cowboy For Christmas by Katherine Garbera

Annie Prudhomme never expected to be back in Marietta, MT and her family is fond of reminding her that she left them and the town behind in search of better things. A humiliating divorce that cost her everything she’d gained has driven her back home and her family isn’t about to welcome her back into the fold. She’s in town to rebuild the old home that she inherited and to move on once again.

Carson Scott never forgot Annie or the way she left. Now that she’s back in town he’s realizing that the old flame still burns hot but he can’t risk his heart the way he did last time now that he has his son to think about it. Being trapped together during a December snowstorm gives them a chance to rekindle their romance but is Annie back for good or is she just looking for a cowboy for Christmas?

Christmas At Copper Mountain by Jane Porter

Since the loss of her family in a plane crash, Harley Diekerhoff has led a quiet life and keeps to herself. Taking the temporary job at the Copper Mountain Ranch as widower Brock Sheenan’s housekeeper seems perfect for her. But her calm cocoon is invaded with the arrival of Brock’s pre-teen twins, Mack and Molly who’ve never experienced a proper Christmas and before she knows it, Harley’s determined to make their holiday perfect.

Annoyed at first by Harley’s interference, Brock is secretly pleased she’s changed Mack and Molly’s world. It doesn’t hurt that he finds Harley incredibly attractive, fierce, smart and passionate. It’s also an added bonus that she’s not afraid to challenge him and get his blood heated! But when sparks fly and the attractions sizzles between them, Harley’s not so sure she can handle something permanent with this dark, taciturn cowboy who doesn’t know how to let her in. But Brock is determined to hold on to her and praying for a Christmas miracle…

Home For Christmas by Melissa McClone

Ginger, nutmeg and cinnamon.

Rachel Murphy loves the scent of gingerbread baking almost as much as she enjoys creating custom edible houses at Christmastime. But she needs a bigger kitchen if she wants to make the most of her impromptu holiday business.

Enter Nate Vaughn, handsome venture capitalist turned Montana dude ranch owner and her brother’s boss. Nate’s commercial kitchen is perfect for the baker. And he thinks she might be perfect for him…as a business partner.

After being burned by a celebrity baker, Rachel’s wary of Nate’s interest in her gingerbread houses, not to mention his mistletoe kisses. She should leave the Bar V5 ranch and return to Arizona. Or can Nate convince her she’s already home?

Mistletoe Magic by Melissa McClone

Spending a quiet Christmas housesitting and reading novels about hot cowboys sounds perfect to Caitlin. Until a stray kitten brings her face-to-face with Noah, her crush from college. Watching the handsome vet in action melts Caitlin's heart and brings back long-forgotten emotion. She would be safer back at the house lost in the pages of a book. But a toe-curling mistletoe kiss tempts her to stay. Maybe she won't be spending this Christmas… alone.

Veterinarian Noah Sullivan isn't a Scrooge, but the Christmas Eve tradition of hanging mistletoe in the clinic's waiting room annoys him. Kissing doesn't belong at the Copper Mountain Animal Hospital. Noah rethinks his position when Caitlin Butler arrives with a stray kitten she found freezing in the snow. All he wants now is to maneuver the pretty preschool teacher under the mistletoe. If he's not careful, he'll wind up on Santa's naughty list.



Except for Home For Christmas:

Rachel leaned against the island counter, watching Nate Vaughn's retreating backside, relieved to see him go. Forget about wanting a nice guy in her life, even flirting was too strenuous for her bruised heart. She only wished she hadn't noticed how nicely Nate's jeans fit or how his leather jacket showed off wide shoulders or how the duffel bag he carried made her wonder where he'd spent last night.

None of those things should matter.

Not to her.

He might be show-off sexy with that razor stubble on his handsome face and an I'd-like-to-get-to-know-you-better smile, but she didn't need his business help or advice. She didn't want anything from him. Well, except the use of his kitchen.

Nate glanced over his shoulder, meeting her gaze straight on.

Busted for staring. Heat rose up her neck. Good thing she was flushed from the heat in the kitchen. Maybe her blush wouldn't give her away.

His lips curved into a wry grin.

Too late. Her face burned hotter. "Forget something?"

"If it's not too much trouble, save a piece of gingerbread for me."

By the time she finished baking, she would have platefuls of ends and cutouts. "No problem, as long as you don't mind the scraps."

"Don't mind at all. My hungry stomach won't know the difference."

She expected him to turn back. Walk away. Let her work.

Nate continued staring. He must want another look at the gingerbread houses. Except… she wet her lips… he was looking at her.

The hunger in his eyes made Rachel's blood simmer. His gaze ran the length of her slowly, appreciatively, like he wanted a taste of her.

Her heart thudded.

Something stirred inside Rachel. Excitement, yes. But also possibility.

He made her feel like an unexpected, but welcomed, guest at a cocktail party. That her flour-stained clothes were as appealing as a little black dress.

Did she dare let herself have some fun? Something missing from her life for a long time.

Self-preservation told her to look away. Run away would be better.


She might not have dated many men, but she knew that look from the last cowboy who had broken her heart after Ty had broken his nose. Nate might be a great guy according to her brother, but she needed to keep her distance. She knew better than to think she could handle a man like Nate Vaughn.


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Jane Porter’s bio:

USA Today, and New York Times bestselling author of 47 romances and women's fiction titles, Jane Porter has been a finalist for the prestigious RITA award five times, with her Tule Publishing novella, Take Me, Cowboy, winning the Novella Category July 2014. Jane today has over 12 million copies in print, including her wildly popular Flirting with Forty, a novel picked by Redbook Magazine as it's Red Hot Summer Read in 2006 before being turned into a Lifetime movie in 2008 starring Heather Locklear.
Jane holds an MA in Writing from the University of San Francisco and makes her home in sunny San Clemente, CA with her surfer husband three sons, and two dogs. You can learn more about Jane at

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Bio for Katherine Garbera

USA Today bestselling author Katherine Garbera is a two-time Maggie winner who has written more than 65 books. Writing is the chief focus of her time after her family and the only thing she likes more than working on her own books is reading other authors.  She is a frequent speaker at conferences and loves the opportunity to talk about writing with anyone who'll listen. A Florida native who grew up to travel the globe, Katherine now makes her home in the Midlands of the UK with her husband, two children and a very spoiled miniature dachshund.

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Bio for Melissa McClone:

Melissa McClone has published over thirty romance novels with Harlequin and Tule Publishing Group. She’s also been nominated for Romance Writers of America’s RITA® award. When she isn’t writing, you can usually find her driving her minivan to/from her children’s swim practices and other activities. She also sends care packages to deployed service members and fosters cats through a local no-kill animal shelter. Melissa lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three school-aged children, two spoiled Norwegian Elkhounds and cats who think they rule the house. They do!




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Thursday, December 11, 2014

Virtual Book Tour: Bowl Full of Cherries

Book Name: Bowl Full of Cherries
Author Name: Raine O’Tierney
Author Bio: Raine O'Tierney, a passionate believer in what she calls The Sweetness, writes positive stories about first loves, first times, fidelity, forever-endings and.friskiness? When she's not writing, Raine can be found fighting the good fight for intellectual freedom at her library day job.
Raine believes the best thing we can do in life is be kind to one another, and she enjoys encouraging fellow writers. She changes sub-genres to suit her mood and believes all good stories end sweetly. Raine lives outside of Kansas City with her husband, fellow Dreamspinner Press author and sometimes writing partner, Siôn O'Tierney.
Contact her if you're interested in talking about point-and-click adventure games or about what kinds dachshunds are the best kinds of dachshunds!

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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Blurb(s): Porker, Fatty, Tons-of-Fun: Crowley Fredericks has heard it all. He’s dropped a lot of weight since his high school days, but he’s still a big guy, and the painful words and bullying follow him. Rejected—again—because of his size, Crowley is starting to think that maybe love just isn’t meant for huskier men.
Averell Lang and his twin are so different they might as well not even be related. So when Rell’s brother brings his roommate home to snowy Susset for the holidays, Rell expects the worst—another uptight, pretentious hipster. What he discovers instead is Crowley. Nerdy, fascinating, attractive, Crowley. Rell never expected to look at a man this way, and what he sees in Crowley Fredericks is something he didn’t even know he was looking for. If both men can overcome their hang-ups, they might unwrap more than presents this holiday season.
Categories: Contemporary, M/M Romance, Holiday

Even through the snow, Rell didn’t feel the cold. His face burned with the excitement of escaping the Livery and absconding with his brother’s best friend. He clasped Crowley’s hand, pulling him through the street. They ran and skidded and laughed, moving farther and farther away from the club.
“It’s beautiful tonight,” Crowley breathed and Rell squeezed tighter. “Doesn’t it weird you out though?”
Rell knew what Crowley was asking—didn’t even pretend that he didn’t. Stopping, he tugged lightly so Crowley came stumbling up beside him. He twined his arms around Crowley’s waist and held him for a moment, right there in the middle of the sidewalk.
“Does it weird you out? I’m your best friend’s brother.”
“Not weirded out at all.” Crowley shook his head. His dark eyes shimmered with concern. “But for you… I mean, it was loud in there and hot and fun and there was alcohol and… sometimes… things just happen and—”
“Yeah, things happen,” Rell agreed. “Except I’ve been to a lot of stupid hipster clubs with a lot of Tyler’s friends and….” He leaned forward and kissed Crowley again, letting the experience linger, melting the chill between them. He tasted like nogtini. “And nothing like that has ever happened.”
“But… do you even like guys?”
“Owl. You’re a guy. I like you.”
“But have you been with a guy?”
“Why are you over-thinking this?” Rell asked, gently cupping the side of Crowley’s face.

Words: 60,000

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