Renee Field: Love Me Wild
March 30, 2007
He stroked her wet opening with his fingers. Pebbling her nub until it hardened and ached, he watched with male satisfaction as her body reached the precipice and then got swept away.
“By the Saints, oh my, oh my, ohmymy…” panted Rowena, as she came.
*snicker*
Before he climaxed, he wanted her to join him, so he circled his hips, knowing the sensation would nudge her secret sensitive spot, while his cock screamed for release.
“Oh mymymy!” cried Rowena, arching up off the grass, to grip his back harder as she climaxed again and flew to her own pleasure.
*SNORT*
Freeing one of his hands, he once again stroked her opening. This time he plunged two fingers deep inside her so he could stroke and suck.
“Ohh, yes, oh yes, ohh, mymymy…”
*sputter* heh…HEH!
With his other hand, he pebbled her still sensitive nub into a state of frenzied desire.
“Tulon, stop…I can’t…oh mymy,” said Rowena, when he slightly pinched her nub between two fingers.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! cough cough ack! *crash*
You probably noticed that I didn’t say, “And now for something completely different,” just now. This is simply because, I am unable to appear in the show this week. Sorry to interrupt. - Random Monty Python Quote
Tags: Ellora's Cave, Grade Incomplete, Renee Field, Straight, Weresomething RomanceThe First Kiss
March 29, 2007
I caught this disturbing post over at Our Lady BAM’s website and it had a Folsom Street Fair kissing scene and my name attached. She wanted me to write? GOOD GOD WOMAN! WHY? OK I’ll do anything once so here is my entry…
nothing stands between us here
and I won’t be denied
and I would be the one
to hold you down
kiss you so hard
I’ll take your breath away
Sara McLachlan - Possession
The industrial music pounded in the deep blue light of the Baltimore Eagle. Brandon saw HIM in the shadows, he was tall, but not thin, broad shouldered and all out masculine and he had intelligent, aristocratic features… and that beard… God, he loved that beard. With dark hair in this bar though, it was hard to tell the exact color, it could be dark brown but maybe black. All Brandon knew was this man was THE IMAGE of a Leather Top and everything Brandon had hoped for… the black leather jacket, the epaulets, the nicely filled out black leather pants. His stance was self assured and he dripped experience from every pore, his face only vaguely discernible in the shadows, held a stern unsmiling expression.
Brandon stayed right where he was, oh, he was drawn to approach the man, but he wanted to be careful and not give the impression he was a pushy bottom. He bowed his head knowing the Top could see him there and stared at the tall Leatherman’s boots, his stomach churning… Would he notice this time? Would this be the night he finally started down the path he had spent so many days contemplating and reading about?
Brandon stood patiently and yet nothing happened, eventually he decided to order another drink from the bar behind him and turned towards the passing bartender. “Beer please!” Suddenly he heard a low, deep voice right behind his back… “Where have you been boy?” Brandon’s heart skipped a beat as he slowly turned till the speaker was in front of him. Good lord was he tall. “Sorry Sir! Did I make you wait long, Sir?”
“Yes, but I am sure you can find some way to make up for it. On your knees now!” Brandon immediately dropped there at the bar like his friend had told him to do. Hands clutched behind his back, his head bowed.
This was it, show time.
The man’s gloved hand grabbed him behind his head at the collar of his leather vest pulling him up slightly so he was barely back on his feet. Damn, he was strong too. “Follow me boy.” The stranger moved towards the side of the room far away from the noise and the crowd at the bar. Brandon stumbled along as best he could, bent far over, the mans grip and his strength, the only thing keeping him from falling to the floor. Back in the deep blue shadows the stranger dropped Brandon forcing his head down towards his boots. “I think these need your attention boy.”
Brandon’s tongue came out immediately he started by swabbing the toes of the shiny as glass black boots, the shoe polish tasting bitter and cold. His stomach knotted with worry, his clutched hands shaking. Would the man be pleased? Brandon had only been coming here for a few weeks but this guy… oh geez, this guy was the hottest Leatherman he had ever seen. Damn, his wet dreams were not this good, Brandon hoped he was doing this right, he focused on licking his tongue slowly over the arch. He remembered vaguely his friend telling him the Top would feel the warmth and movement of his tongue through the thin leather when he did that.
“So boy, what is your name?” Brandon heard the deep voice say from above. He stopped licking the boots for a second. “Brandon Sir, may I ask your name Sir?” The gloved hand grabbed the back of his collar of his vest again lifting him to his feet and forcing Brandon to look straight into the man’s eyes. Very, very, close in the man’s eyes. “Did I tell you to stop licking my boots boy?” Oh god, even his eyes were sexy, gray and piercing. Brandon could smell expensive cigars on his beard and breath. Shit, this guy could probably make him come with a look! “Uh, no Sir, sorry Sir.” The man smiled. Brandon’s heart tried to leave his chest at that moment. “For your information, my name is Rocco. But Master will do nicely. Understood boy?”
“Open up boy.” Rocco’s mouth swooped down on Brandon’s this was no gentle request for a kiss. Rocco’s whole mouth claimed his and Rocco’s tongue pressing his trembling lips demanded he open NOW. Brandon leaned into the possessing kiss and his new Master’s embrace, he knew he was a goner. Rocco backed off for a minute. “I said, open boy.” Brandon’s mouth opened as Rocco spit forcefully into it. Brandon froze shocked but, but, he sorta had wanted him to do that. Then Rocco’s firm mouth proceeded to dominate his again.
Tags: Writing is such sweet sorrowWhat I Am Reading ~ Sara Rustan: A Matter Of Choice
March 29, 2007
Sara Rustan: A Matter Of Choice
From: Loose-Id
All I want to know is “Where did his butt go?”
Did they evolve past the use of hiney?
Is he the victim of a terrible rear end accident and lost his ass?
Listening To The Net
March 28, 2007
Omid Rahmanian: Right Through
Right Click The Picture to download the music!
Tracklist:
01. Halogen vs Bluephaze - On A Bridge
02. Matthew Dekay - Time To Think (Dub Mix)
03. Özgur Can & Rouzbeh Delavari - Eternity
04. Echomen - Orient
05. Özgur Can - Weightless
06. Mara - Turning It On (Low End Specialists Remix)
07. Dave Swayze - Goldwave (Pole Folder & CP Remix)
08. Matthew Dekay - If I Could Fly
09. Anacrusan - In My Mind (Undertouch Mix)
10. Fischerspooner - The 15th (Troy Roberts vs Dave Dresden & Joy)
11. 21st Century Fux - Sunspirit (Ivan Gouch & Luke Chable: Oreo Breakbeat Remix)
Omid Rahmanian created this mix a few years back (2003 I think) and put it on a web site (but you know how temporary the internet can be). I happened to notice yesterday you could not download it anymore (broken link or lost server or something). In fact the whole site is now GONE!
Anyway, out of a lot of downloaded remixes I have listened to (including some I ended up buying on CD like Junkie XL) I have to admit it is still one of the best. It has a place of honor on my iPod and I listen to it often. I hope you give it a shot yourself, I have been told it is great music to write to or have sex. You choose!
Amongst the slick tunes Omid has inserted various sound bites from the movie Blade Runner making this one a must have for the geek in all of us. Oh, that guy smiling in the picture above… that’s the one and only Al Parker. Gay porn star and my personal sex icon. You should see the rest of that picture. He was hung like a horse. I just finished his biography *sigh* the man was smart (How many porn stars can you say “that” in the same breath?) and loved good sex. We miss you Al!
Enjoy!
Tags: MusicWhat I Am Reading ~ Margo Lukas: Half Moon Rising
March 27, 2007
Margo Lukas: Half Moon Rising
From: Samhain
Lora Leigh: Elizabeth’s Wolf
March 27, 2007
I know, I know,
Since I have been reviewing series why am I not reviewing the whole Lora Leigh Wolf Breeds series and the whole Lora Leigh Feline Breeds series and the new Coyote Breeds series… etc etc etc, argumentum ad nauseam. Well, nausea would be the key word there.
See, it’s not that I have not bothered to buy and read all these books… I just want to feel good about praising at least one of them out of the bunch. Yes, we are so bananas. Instead when I look at the series available to me in eBook format on Ellora’s Cave I find myself disappointed by repetition and formula. Over and over again I find my ability to be drawn into this world shattered by two dimensional characterization and hokey sex vibes and well, things that I should not be worried about in a romance book. Like why do the felines act just like the wolves and coyotes so often? I mean, I even felt this when I started reading the first books, I had not even read about a single wolf at that point in the series. I liked them well enough despite the god like, always in the know and on top, Power Ranger that is Callan Lyons.
But… after the forth book in the series… I started to wonder if I was reading something generated from an automated checklist.
If you have not read any of the Breeds series then in a nut shell some secret shadow government agency has been playing with DNA and mixing and matching human and animal traits and then raising what they think will be the perrrrrfect soldiers. MEOW! By the time we get to Elizabeth’s Wolf we have already met the Feline Breeds and found out about their assorted clan of Lions and Tigers, but no Bears, nope that will probably be the gay romance series. Oh and notice I did not say one word about their barbed penises, of course that is knot the problem the wolves have. Knot get it? um, I will not quit the day job.
Elizabeth’s Wolf introduces us to Dash Sinclair bad ass soldier extraordinary. A Wolf Breed that escaped the Ilsa, She Wolf of The SS labs and hid himself in the US military fighting foreign wars and kicking much butt. When we meet him he has suffered a tragic accident that took the lives of his men and as he lays in a coma someone starts reading him letters from a little girl by the name of Cassie Colder. Cassie tells him all about her and her mommy Elizabeth. Something magic happens and Dash knows, he just knows, they are in trouble and so he gets his act together and runs off to find them.
Out of all the Breed books this one rocks. The typical Breed formula (mating sex, love sex, anal sex, baby sex) gets canned and for the first half we have a straight on story of the Dash dude, who does not go on and on about laboratory sex-perimentation and well he actually had a life and he has people who like him and stuff, and his fight to help save little Cassie (Damien! OH Damien!) and mommy Elizabeth and keep them safe from the bad guys. The bad guys are not so overly defined like in the other books and are far less mad scientist scary government like omnipotent and/or ridiculous in that order.
Note to Lora: Less sex labs, more militant mafia types… OK?
The fact the kid Cassie is around in the first half keeps us firmly planted in the fast paced action adventure story with only minor sweaty lovers clinches and I’m gonna fuck you threats. That is till about half way through when Lora decides this would be a good time to bring Callan and clan back into the picture. So here are these well drawn characters with depth suddenly running into a wandering gang of comic book cut outs. Oh my, what a messy messy meeting that was. The book was screaming “I wanted to be an only child!”
Despite these faults, I still love this book and hell, I think Lora Leigh does too. This one is not officially part of the Wolf Breeds series. It stands by itself in the listings and also in the writing. Lora actually seemed to have a story to tell, she had interesting characters to introduce us to and this was definitely not just another book written as a place mark for some minor character she introduced as a member of the gang back in book one and now feels obligated to write their story even if all the good plots are already taken. The world she has developed over the series comes to life here and the characters bring depth to it unlike… well, you know. It’s just too bad that the rest of the series just seems to fail to continue the fun this book brought with it. Even though hope, I heard, she springs eternal.
So grab Elizabeth’s Wolf and if you like it start with the Feline Breeds series and see how far you can stand it.
I am not saying you will not enjoy them. I love popcorn and cotton candy and watching Tom Cruise get blown up over and over again just like everyone else. I am simply saying in the end, I was happy I had read this one out of all of them.
Good job Lora, I hope to see you this interested again sometime. Grade B
Smantha Kane: Brothers In Arms
March 25, 2007
Samantha Kane totally blew me away with this series. I had read Regency Romance before. I had read Ménage à Trois erotica before, but damn, just damn. Samantha did a mix and match in the Brothers In Arms series that rocks hard. Basically the setup is that these men of the Ton go off to war and get nasty reputations as cruel dudes, they said they was ruthless, they said they was crude, they had one thing in common, they were good in bed…
Oops sorry
Anyway, they get these sorta Gay leanings but only when there is a woman involved because they had not discovered Playboy magazines yet so um well, if you are gonna read Regency, well why not go for the twisted underbelly?
The Courage To Love starts us right on off with Katherine Collier, a woman fallen from grace and her trusty niece Veronica Thomas. Kate runs into her old buddies Lord Jason Randall and his bunk buddy Anthony Richards. Well one Regency moment leads to another and before long they are getting rug burns in the front foyer.
I gotta say that I was really pleased in that in not only this story but in the other one Samantha does not forget the fact there are two men in bed and she goes after that Gay angst with an ice pick. First one thing happens and then another and before you know both men are in a clinch confessing their love for each other. Damn straight! Regency sex has never been this hot.
Samantha’s second book in the series Love Under Siege has our to studly heroes Phillip Neville and Johnathan Overton scheming their way into the heart of Phillip’s new wife Margaret Trueheart. Seems Phillip was a bad boy and forgot to mention their dastardly perverted plan of threeway jungle lovin. Oh those Army boy’s I tell ya!
Robertson the EVIL VILLAIN shows back up in this book to do his dastardly deeds and we also get to meet our first threesome (No I am not typing out all those names) and Kate’s niece Veronica Thomas who had her first hand job in the last book and now seems intent on getting to know the owner of said hand, Lord Michael Kensington and his faithful sidekick Wolfgang Tarrant. I am so looking forward to that story since Veronica is in on the whole setup right from the beginning which shall be something different.
Run over to Ellora’s Cave and pick these books up. I mean perverted Regency is the only way to get through the Ton Season. Grade A and a shiny gold star for SK.
Tags: Bisexual, Ellora's Cave, Grade A, Ménage à Trois, Regency Romance, Samantha KaneShelly Laurenston: Magnus Pack
March 24, 2007
Shelly Laurenston writes some funny ass shit!
I swear when I started reading all these Werewolf Romance books I knew that I was probably in for a dire time of it all… but not with Shelly and her Magnus Pack. She did something so basic and so right “Biker Werewolves” just like the movie Werewolves On Wheels. If you have not seen this 1971 film gem then follow me to the SF Eagle where they show it most afternoons.
Pack Challenge is all about a fluffy little Were-Bunny named… No no sorry
Pack Challenge is where we meet drunken outrageous Sara Morrighan as she weaves her way out of a bar brawl and into the arms of Zach Sheridan. Little does she know the bad ass biker boy is the soon to be leader of the pack. In more ways than she ever dreamed.
Anyway, I love some of the reviews I have read making Sara out to be this psychotic bitch. I mean hell, come on the lady was raised by wolves or at least a wolf. Lynette was not your typical grandma though. It may have had something to do with the rocket launcher, the M-16 and the pile of grenades and armor piercing weaponry she kept in the cellar. I think we should cut Sara some slack here.
Go Fetch! starts us right into the story of Sara’s good buddy and HaXor fiend extraordinary Miki Kendrick as she does everything in her power to get the fuck away from Conall Viga-Feilan and his viking spear of love. All poor Miki wants is a little PhD. lovin not a boy friend who leaves hair on the carpet and retrieves tennis balls thrown during raves.
Sparks fly or at least something resembling Agent Orange does and the sex is hot too. So much like Ruffles do NOT just get one, get BOTH these damn books that are out on Samhain and enjoy. Next one is gonna be called Here Kitty, Kitty. I can’t wait.
Shelly, I want these in print with your signature on em before you go getting too famous there. Because I have a feeling you just might.
A hysterical Grade A… OH YEAH!
What I Am Reading ~ Lorie O’Clare: Forbidden Attraction
March 24, 2007
Lorie O’Clare: Forbidden Attraction
From: Ellora’s Cave
What I Am Reading ~ Sienna Black: To Touch The Stars
March 24, 2007
Sienna Black: To Touch The Stars
From Liquid Silver
