Wednesday, October 21, 2015

ANNIVERSARY CONTEST - WINNERS

I want to thank everyone that helped me celebrate my seven year writing anniversary. Your comments were wonderful. Thank you so much for coming along with me on this wonderful ride. Hopefully, we'll have another seven years.

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Monday, October 19, 2015

AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER: The Bear Essentials

THE BEAR ESSENTIALS

PRE-ORDER!

AVAILABLE: Thursday, October 29th

[Siren Publishing: The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, HEA]

Bear shifter Rob Colton is excited about the future, and after graduating, he is ready to start the next phase of his life. He never expects that life to include a frightened young man that darts out in front of his truck. But one whiff of Casey's sweet smell and Rob knows his future is going to be brighter than ever. He has found his true mate.

Orphaned at an early age, Casey Newton has bounced from foster home to foster home, never quite finding a place to call his own. When a big, burly man decides Casey is his true mate, the cold and lonely world Casey grew up in begins to change. For once in his life, someone wants him.

But wanting someone and keeping them safe are two very different things. When the man that has terrorized Casey for most of his life comes after him again, can Casey trust Rob to protect him or will he be tossed away like he has every other time in his life? And will the bond between mates be strong enough to withstand the threat of losing everything they hold dear?

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/the-bear-essentials

STORY EXCERPT
 
Rob grinned when he heard his best friend’s unique ringtone blare on his phone. He tapped his Bluetooth earpiece, connecting him to the call. “Yo, dude, we did it.”
“Right?” Billy Ray Jenson replied.
“I can’t believe it’s finally over.”
“Yeah, man, school sucked.”
Rob couldn’t agree more.
“We still meeting out by the river tonight?” He couldn’t wait to celebrate.
He had wanted to drop out of school when he turned eighteen and go to work full-time in his father’s construction company. His parents made him stay in school, and now he was glad they did, but the last few months had been the hardest.
Unlike the rest of the known universe, shifters had to attend an additional year of school. Most humans assumed it was some sort of advanced high school courses offered by invitation only, and maybe that was true to some extent. The courses they took taught them about their bear history. It taught them how to control their beasts when they were faced with violence or situations that forced their bear to the surface.
It taught them how to be better bears.
“You know it.”
“You and Jed grab the beer,” Rob said. “I’ll bring some steaks.”
“Cool.”
Billy Ray was a man of few words, at least few comprehensible words.
“I need to swing by the house and grab a few things. Then I’ll head out to the river.” And he wanted to talk to his parents now that he had finished school. He wanted to go to work for his father full-time. He had been dreaming of working side by side with his dad since he was seven years old and picked up his first hammer.
“See you out there.” Rob chuckled as he disconnected the call. He was still reeling from the fact that he had finally graduated. It felt like he had been attending school forever and he had finally been set free. His bear wanted to roar.
“Holy fucking shit!” Rob slammed on the brakes, his eyes rounding as his truck slid to a stop mere inches from the small figure racing across the road in front of him.
Wide eyes the color of the warm caramel and edged with kohl peered up at him over the hood of the truck, big fat tears dripping from them down pale white cheeks. Time seemed to stand still as Rob sank into those big liquid eyes, drowning in them.
Then the man blinked, his dark thick eyelashes sweeping over his tearstained cheeks as he huddled further into his dark-gray hoodie. He turned and started across the road again, the moment broken.
Rob stared after the lone figure, stunned by the overpowering emotions suddenly running rampant through him. He didn’t understand why his stomach clenched at the sight of those tears or why his dick became so hard he could have punched a hole through a steel plate at those big caramel eyes.
But he was going to find out.
Rob growled as he drove his truck to the side of the road and turned the engine off. He jumped out of the truck and raced after the little man, catching sight of him hurrying down a dirt path on the side of the road that led into the woods.
He quickly caught up with his prey, barely panting from exertion. He grabbed the guy’s arm, his eyebrows shooting up when the he instantly dropped to the ground and curled into himself.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” the man whimpered as he covered his head with his arms.
Rob growled, his gaze snapping back and forth as he scanned his immediate surroundings for signs of danger. Spotting nothing out of place, Rob lifted his nose and drew in a lungful of air. He smelled the forest—trees and dirt and the slightly musty smell of dead leaves.
And apples…cinnamon and apples.
Rob frowned in confusion. If he didn’t know better, he’d think someone was out in the middle of the woods baking an apple pie. God, he loved apple pie. It was without a doubt his favorite desert next to honey.
Nothing tasted better than honey.
Dismissing his wild thoughts, Rob turned his attention back to the man cowering on the ground at his feet. A deep mind-numbing rage began to take hold of him when he noticed the bruises showing up through the rips in the man’s hoodie. There was even a trickle of blood at the corner of the man’s mouth, no doubt due from the cut on his fat lip.
Someone had worked this poor guy over, and hard.
Rob squatted down next to the smaller man. Jeez, he had to outweigh him by at least a hundred pounds, if not more. The little thing was all skin and bones.
And bruises, there were a shitload of bruises.
“What happened, cub?” Rob spoke in his gentlest voice, which wasn’t easy when his usual tone was deep and rough. It matched his looks. He was big and fierce and made like a brick shit house. And for once in his life, he wished he wasn’t so intimidating.
The poor thing was going to shake apart.
“Sshhh, it’s okay.” Rob tried to sooth the man by rubbing his back. “You’re safe now. No one is going to hurt you.”
When a little of the tension eased in the man’s body, Rob lifted him up into a sitting position, surprised by how easily he could move the guy. He had lifted heavier bags of cement.
Big light brown eyes peeked up at Rob through a fall of honey-blond hair. Rob reached down and gingerly touched the man’s swollen bottom lip, grimacing at the wince of pain that crossed the guy’s face.
“What happened to you, cub?”
“They took my bike.” The words were whispered in the sweetest voice Rob had ever heard. It wrapped around him like a blanket of tranquility he hadn't felt in all his years. If he had been a cat, he would have purred.
He wasn’t a cat.
“Who took your bike, cub?”
“Casey,” the man said as his eyes flickered up for a moment before darting away. “My name is Casey Newton, not cub.”
Rob chuckled at the small flicker of defiance he could see in those warm caramel-brown eyes. He knew who Casey was. While they didn’t run in the same circles, Rob had seen the man around town. He might not have known his name until now, but he knew who Casey was.
“I like cub.”
And he liked this particular cub. The draw to cradle Casey in his arms and hold him close, protecting him from all the evils in the world, was riding him hard. Rob had felt the same way each time one of his siblings came into the world, just never to this magnitude.
He’d kill a rock for his mate…
Fuck.
 
ADULT EXCERPT
 
Rob fisted a handful of Casey’s hair and pulled gently until the man’s head was tilted back and then he lowered his head, pressing their mouths together in a gentle kiss.
There was a quality to kissing Casey that was unparalleled to anyone Rob had kissed in the past. Casey didn’t just press his lips to someone’s and move them around a little bit. He leaned into the kiss and put his entire body into it.
As his tongue explored at its leisure, Rob gently stroked the lissome body pressed against him. Needing just a little bit more, Rob slid his tongue inside the warm heat of Casey’s mouth, tasting him, devouring what the man had to offer.
As he pulled back, he nipped Casey’s bottom lip with his teeth.
“I ache, Rob.” As if to emphasize his words, Casey rocked back and forth and rubbed himself against Rob, leaving no doubt as to what he meant. Casey’s cock was like a steel rod in his pants.
Rob swallowed hard as the lust igniting in his gut burned away his ability to breathe. He glanced toward the kitchen where he could hear his parents talking in low voices. He knew he would get his head handed to him if he took Casey upstairs and claimed him as he really wanted to do. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t take the edge off until he could find a more suitable place.
He lifted Casey up in his arms and carried him out of the living room and down the hallway to the guest bathroom. He stepped inside and set Casey down on the bathroom counter before turning back and locking the door.
Once he turned back to Casey, he leaned in for another kiss. Their lips met again, but this time it wasn’t the slow tender and gentle thing it had been before. This time it was out of control, maddeningly frantic, needy. Blood pounded in his brain, leapt from his heart, and made his knees tremble.
Casey’s skin was flushed, his beautiful face transformed by the heat of the desire burning between them. Rob hadn’t thought Casey could get any better-looking, but staring down at the man, he knew he had been wrong. His mate was breathtaking.
He was one lucky bear.
Rob leaned forward, inhaling Casey’s scent from collarbone to ear, taking in the scent of cinnamon and apples. The sweet fragrance rushed back into Rob in a wave of intoxication. Smelling Casey was hardening his cock. Rob loved the smell of the man, was addicted to his delicious flavor.
There was a pull that was almost maddening in his mind. Rob wanted to sink deep into the man’s soul and never come out. It was a need so strong that Rob let it wash over him and carry him under.
He glanced down at his mate, staring as he snaked his hand into Casey’s jeans and massaged the heated flesh tenting up his pants. It was hard, but felt like liquid silk under his fingers with the pre-cum leaking over Rob’s fingers.
Lifting his hand to his mouth, Rob sucked his fingers in, the tangy flavor rolling over his taste buds like nectar to a bee. He groaned, licking each finger clean before he pulled at the waistband of Casey’s pants, chasing the material down Casey’s body until he could toss the fabric aside.
Casey lay there on the counter, stunningly naked, exposed to Rob’s appreciative eyes. He drank the man in as he pushed Casey’s thighs apart.
He found himself wanting to rub his scent all over Casey again. The urge was strong, compelling him to lean forward until his stomach was touching Casey’s erection. He rubbed his body over Casey’s length, feeling the pre-cum trailing over his skin.
“Rob?” Casey asked.
Rob grinned as he dropped down until his head was even with Casey’s weeping cock. He licked a path down Casey’s abdomen to his cock. He nuzzled in the wiry curls before licking his way up the fully hard shaft and sucking at the engorged head to savor Casey’s pre-cum.
Casey groaned out his pleasure as Rob swallowed the erection to the root. Using his tongue, Rob laved the tender depression beneath the swollen crown and then tongue-fucked the tiny slit, licking away the salty taste of Casey’s desires.
“Please,” Casey hissed as he gripped the edge of the countertop until his knuckles turned white.
Rob placed Casey’s feet on his shoulders and then pushed his knees apart. He wished he had a camera to take a picture of what was most definitely the most erotic sight he had ever seen. His jeans became tight, quickly growing uncomfortable.
Rob splayed his fingers over Casey’s nicely rounded ass cheeks and pulled them apart before abandoning the man’s cock and lowering his head to lick at his tight puckered hole. The high keening cry that came from his mate made Rob’s bear rumble. The desire to take Casey and claim him was riding him hard and it was all Rob could do to keep his bear at bay.
He concentrated on pleasing his mate, which seemed to satisfy his bear. Making sure he left plenty of spittle behind, Rob swallowed the man’s cock again. At the same time, he pushed his finger into Casey’s ass, curving his finger up to reach that special spot.
Casey bucked, driving his cock deep. Rob sucked harder. He wanted, needed, his lover’s seed in his mouth. When Casey cried out and filled Rob’s mouth with his release, Rob swallowed greedily, savoring the salty taste of his lover’s cream.
Rob fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, frantic. His balls burned, and at this intensity, Rob knew he wasn’t going to last long. He jumped to his feet and shoved his jeans down his thighs. Grabbing his aching shaft, Rob began pumping his hand at a frantic rate.
“Rob.”
Rob’s eyes snapped up to Casey. He felt his balls draw up tight to his body when the man ran his hands up his stomach and chest as if to bring Rob’s attention to his beautiful skin. “Come on me. I want to smell like you.”
His mate’s simple request was all it took for Rob to find his release. Rob came with an incoherent, hoarse shout. He spurted hot jets of cum all over Casey’s naked skin, marking him in a way that every bear would understand.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

RELEASE DAY: The Wolf Creek Pack Collection: Volume One

THE WOLF CREEK PACK COLLECTION: VOLUME ONE

In Full Moon Mating, Sheriff Joe Nash couldn't have been more surprised when he answers a call to a shooting and discovers the sexist man he's ever seen. He knows this gorgeous creature is his mate. Joe takes him home, hoping to convince him to stay, but Nate Summers is on the run from someone. If Nate sticks around, the sheriff will discover his secret, one that could make Joe hate him.

In Just a Taste of Me, Reece knows Keeley is his mate the moment they meet. But Keeley is human, and a man, and Reece doesn't need this headache when he's been alpha of his own pack for just three months. But Keeley is unlike any man he's ever met, and just when Reece accepts being mated to him, Keely is attacked and nearly dies. Can Reece save Keeley and his pack?

In Man to Man, James Nash is shocked when he finds his mate, Donovan Morgan, and he's even more stunned when he learns that his new mate isn't even gay. Taking a chance that they're meant to be together, James and Donovan give their mating a try between crazy situations, crazy killers, and even crazier relatives.

As the Wolf Creek Pack struggles to keep their mates and secrets safe, will they be able to discover love along the way?

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/the-wolf-creek-pack-collection-volume-1

Friday, October 9, 2015

ANNIVERSARY CONTEST - UPDATE

Okay folks...my 7 year writing anniversary comes up October 20th when my first book Secret Desires (Tri Omega Mates 1) was released. In celebration of that first book, I am giving away to one winner the complete eBook version of my Tri Omega Mates series.

Siren-Bookstrand has graciously donated strandbucks for this contest. So, on October 20th, not only will I be choosing a grand prize winner, but a 2nd place winner, and then a winner for each day of the contest. So, make sure you enter every day.

1 - 1st place prize - the entire Tri Omega Mates series in eBook
1 - 2nd place prize - $25.00 in strandbucks
20 - $5.00 strandbucks (one winner chosen from each day)


To enter, leave a comment and your email addy on this post http://stormyglenn.blogspot.com/2015/10/anniversary-contest.html

All winners will be announced on October 21st.

Stormy

Thursday, October 8, 2015

RELEASE DAY: The Chosen Ones

THE CHOSEN ONES

Myth & Legend

Available Today!

[Siren LoveXtreme Forever ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage Romance, M/M/M/M/M/M, HEA]

Spencer Dawson is an artist. He's flighty, absentminded, and often lost in the clouds. He's also an incubus and in his world, that means he gets five mates to start his coven. Having found his first four consorts, Spencer's life gets turned upside down when he feels a bond to the one man who has the potential to destroy him.

Marcus Foster is the alpha of one of the largest wolf packs in the state. He's used to making the rules, having people jump to do his bidding, and having every order followed. He does not share. He especially doesn't plan on sharing Spencer once he discovers that the gorgeous little artist is his mate.

Convincing Spencer that he was fed a pack of lies by four humans bent on keeping him as a sex slave seems a lot less important when Spencer's life is in danger. Convincing Marcus that everything he thought he knew was a pack of lies becomes a whole lot easier when Spencer transforms into a creature straight out of myth and legend. Convincing those around them to accept their unconventional mating might cost them their lives.

http://www.bookstrand.com/book/the-chosen-ones

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

THE WOLF CREEK PACK COLLECTION


THE WOLF CREEK PACK COLLECTION
 
Volume 1
PRE-ORDER eBOOK $4.99!
AVAILABLE: Sunday, October 18th
In Full Moon Mating, Sheriff Joe Nash couldn't have been more surprised when he answers a call to a shooting and discovers the sexist man he's ever seen. He knows this gorgeous creature is his mate. Joe takes him home, hoping to convince him to stay, but Nate Summers is on the run from someone. If Nate sticks around, the sheriff will discover his secret, one that could make Joe hate him.
In Just a Taste of Me, Reece knows Keeley is his mate the moment they meet. But Keeley is human, and a man, and Reece doesn't need this headache when he's been alpha of his own pack for just three months. But Keeley is unlike any man he's ever met, and just when Reece accepts being mated to him, Keely is attacked and nearly dies. Can Reece save Keeley and his pack?
In Man to Man, James Nash is shocked when he finds his mate, Donovan Morgan, and he's even more stunned when he learns that his new mate isn't even gay. Taking a chance that they're meant to be together, James and Donovan give their mating a try between crazy situations, crazy killers, and even crazier relatives.
As the Wolf Creek Pack struggles to keep their mates and secrets safe, will they be able to discover love along the way?

Sunday, October 4, 2015

ANNIVERSARY CONTEST

Okay folks...my 7 year writing anniversary comes up October 20th when my first book Secret Desires (Tri Omega Mates 1) was released. In celebration of that first book, I am giving away to one winner the complete eBook version of my Tri Omega Mates series. To enter, leave a comment and your email addy.

A winner will be chosen October 20th.

Stormy

Thursday, October 1, 2015

MANLOVE FALL FANTASIES


 
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FINISHED & SUBMITTED: The Ties That Bind

THE TIES THAT BIND

Cade Creek 9
available November 12th
Erotic, Contemporary, M/M, Romance
Deputy Nick Hale and Dr. Devon Berkley had been best friend since grade school. They had always been there for each other, even when DB discovered he was gay and Nick was not. When tragedy strikes, being best friends might not be enough to keep Nick from making the worst mistake of his life.
DB has always had a thing for his best friend but he hid it under years of friendship. Not willing to let the man out of his life, DB ignores the attraction growing between them and helps Nick plan his future—even if that future is with someone else.
Nick Hale has always known DB had his back. The man being gay had never been an issue until one night, the comfort DB offers him brings to life fantasies he had buried long ago. When it seems like life has taken away his choices, Nick gives up his fantasies and goes with what he believes is right. But is it? Or is he fooling himself because the life he has always dreamed of might just be a fantasy?

STORY EXCERTPT
"Doctor, you're wanted in the emergency room."
DB smiled at the patient sitting on the exam table in front of him before turning to look at the nurse. "I'm with a patient right now."
"They're bringing in Deputy Hale," the nurse said. "He's been shot."
DB froze, everything inside of him going cold in an instant. Having a best friend who was a police officer was not for the faint of heart. He swallowed hard before whispering the words he had always dreaded asking. "Is he alive?"
He was given back his ability to breathe when the nurse nodded. DB turned and smiled at his patient again. It took every ounce of his control to stay calm when everything in him wanted to scream and go running to the emergency department.
"Anna, I'm going to let the nurse take care of you. I need to go down and see what kind of trouble Deputy Hale has gotten himself into."
Anna O'Brian chuckled. "Go on, doc. I'm good."
It was all DB could do to move at a normal pace as he wrapped his stethoscope around his neck and then handed over the medical chart to the nurse. Once he was out the door to the exam room, however, he picked up the pace. It was a good ten minute walk from the clinic to the emergency room, a five minute sprint. DB made it in three minutes.
He was panting heavily as he rushed through the emergency room doors and headed directly for the nurse's station situated in the middle of all the exam cubicles. "Nurse Linda, has the ambulance with Deputy Hale arrived yet?"
"They're just coming in now, doctor."
DB hurried toward the ambulance bay. The paramedics were just pulling the gurney with the deputy on it out of the back of the ambulance when DB arrived outside. He rushed to the man's side, checking for signs of life.
He needed to see with his own eyes that Nick was alive.
The relief he felt when Nick grunted and then glared at one of the paramedics was so great, it almost took DB to his knees. Not only was the man alive, he was pissed. That was a good sign for Nick, a bad one for Jamie Kent, the paramedic.
DB moved closer to the side of the gurney as Nick was wheeled into the emergency room. He did a quick glance from the top of his light brown haired head to the bottoms of his cowboy boots. The only injury seemed to be his chest.
"What'd you go and do this time, Nicky boy?" DB was probably the only man on the face of the planet that could get away with calling Nicolas Hale Nicky boy. Anyone else would end up with Nick's fist in their face.
Nick's scowl deepened as he turned his head to look at DB. "I made the mistake of trying to stop a bullet with my chest."
DB's gaze dropped to the white bandages covering the right side of Nick's chest. Most of them were splattered with blood. They were situated above the heart and just below Nick's clavicle bone.
"Through and through?" Was the bullet still inside of Nick or had it passed right through him? The answer to that question would help determine what kind of medical treatment Nick needed.
"One of them was." Nick grimaced. "I think the other one is still in there."
DB's face went cold as the blood drained from it. "You were shot twice?" He was going to strangle the deputy. "What? The first bullet didn't do enough damage so you had to try another one?"
Nick's nasty glare reassured DB as nothing else could have. The deputy was going to be okay.
"I was protecting someone we both know." Nick gave DB a pointed look.
"Oh." DB knew exactly who Nick was talking about. He had recently been called in on a case by Sheriff John Riley. A young man named Artie Mills had been assaulted so severely that he was in a coma. Since he was involved with an undercover DEA agent, there was a possibility that his life was in danger so he was moved from the hospital in the city to the small town of Cade Creek. Everything was hush-hush, only a few trusted people had known Artie was in the hospital until he recovered enough to be moved. That had been a couple of weeks ago.
"Maybe later we can discuss it," DB said as he pulled his stethoscope from around his neck. He stepped back as the paramedics lifted Nick and moved him off the gurney and onto the exam bed. "Right now, we need to see how much damage getting shot caused."
DB knew from experience that bullet holes very rarely just went in and came out. They usually caused a lot of damage before they exited the body.
Nick's shirt had already been removed, most likely by the paramedics, so it was easy for DB to press the round disk of his stethoscope against Nick's slick muscular chest. The man was breathing, but DB wanted to make sure there weren't any sounds that shouldn't be there. When everything he heard was normal, DB wrapped the stethoscope back around his neck.
"Let's get you out of these clothes," DB said. "I know you don't want anything happening to your jeans and boots. If I'm not mistaken, these are your favorite holey jeans."
Nick grunted as the nurse unbuttoned his jeans and started pulling them down his legs. "Pervert. You're always trying to get me out of my clothes."
DB chuckled, not offended in the least. It was a long standing joke between the two of them. DB had attempted to kiss Nick once; just a few months after he figured out he was gay. He had been sixteen and hoping his best friend was just as interested.
He wasn't.
After nursing a broken heart for awhile, life went on. DB had learned to live with the fact that the man he had dreamed of since he knew he was gay was as straight as they came. And Nick never knew of the sixteen year old heart he had shattered.
DB prayed he never did.
"Just be lucky I don't have the nurses tie you down to the gurney with IV tubing." DB wiggled his eyebrows. "Just think of the fun I could have. This is an emergency room. Everyone would ignore your screams."
Nick laughed but quickly grabbed his chest and groaned as he sort of curled up. "Oh, don't make me laugh."
DB patted Nick's leg. "Okay, okay. Keep your panties on."
"Dr. Berkley, may I speak to you in the corridor?"
DB turned to see Dr. Andrew Sutherland standing in the open doorway. He glanced at Nick, widening his eyes comically before turning back and following the doctor out of the room. "Is there a problem, doctor?"
"Yes, there is." The man was so starched he couldn't even slouch. His entire body rigid as if he was ready to snap ready to snap. "It is highly inappropriate for you to be conversing with a patient in this manner."
DB's eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?"
Was his ethical conduct being questioned?
"Furthermore," the man continued, "you are not on rotation in the emergency room this evening. As you are not assigned to this department at this time, I am going to have to ask you to leave."
"Bite me." DB could hear the nurses close by quietly laughing at his words as he twirled around and walked back into the examination cubicle. He plastered a smile on his face. He hoped that Nick was too preoccupied with his injuries to notice how fake it was. "Okay, let's see what we're working with here."
"Hopefully," Nick said as their eyes met, "a medical degree."
"Yep." DB smiled for real this time. "Printed it off the computer myself just this morning. The ink might still be drying, but I swear it looks just as good as a real one."
"Oh, okay." Nick nodded. "As long as it looks real."

ADULT EXCERPT
Nick licked purposefully at DB's lips. As they parted with a sigh, Nick's tongue swept inside the warm, wet cavern. Their tongues tangled in an intimate glide. The caress of DB's tongue against his and the longing in his body set Nick aflame.
Nick broke the kiss. As he pulled back, he nipped DB's bottom lip with his teeth. He traced the soft fullness with his tongue. He pressed his lips to DB’s, caressing the man's mouth more than kissing it
DB whimpered.
Their mouths crashed together again and again, hungrier and more desperate than before, muffling the sounds of their pleasure. Hearing the sultry groans that spilled from DB’s mouth caused Nick’s own cock to ache and leak.
Nick's heart began to hammer in his chest. DB was moving against him, the man's unmistakable hardness thrusting against Nick. He felt the blood surge from his fingertips to his toes, his cock so hard it hurt.
"DB," he murmured against the man's lips, partly for himself, partly for DB, trying to regain some semblance of control.
His whispered warning had the opposite effect.
Nick's gaze dropped from DB’s face to his chest to his cloth covered cock. A deep longing took hold of him as he watched a wet patch spread across the front of DB's pajama bottoms, one that he was helpless to deny. The sight of DB in orgasm, the sharp smell of his semen, would forever be emblazoned in Nick's memory.
"Did you just come?"
DB's eyes snapped up, a soft flush of guilt filling his face.
"Let me see." Nick had no idea why he asked what he did. He just knew seeing the results of their kiss had suddenly become more important than breathing.
Heat and arousal flashed in DB's eyes as he slowly lowered his pajama bottoms, hooking the waistband under his balls. The sight of DB's spent cock, dripping with cum, almost took Nick to his knees.
His eyes moved to DB's. A slender delicate thread began to form between them as their eyes met, something passing between them that Nick couldn't define but it terrified him and intrigued him in equal measure.
His cock pulsed in his jeans as he reached down and scooped up some cum with his finger. Keeping his eyes locked with DB's, Nick brought his finger to his mouth, licking away the signs of DB's release. The little moan that came from DB as he watched was telling.
"Not too bad...tangy," Nick said.
DB's eyes flashed, his pupils growing large. He licked his lips as his eyes dropped to Nick's crotch. Nick grabbed his hard dick through his jeans. He felt possessed. It was the only explanation for what he asked next. "Do you want to taste it?"
The need that flashed through DB's eyes as he dropped to his knees, stole Nick's breath. He leaned one hand against the wall and curled the other one in DB's hair, watching as the man undid his jeans and pulled his aching cock out.
His heart went wild, and blood rushed hot through his veins when he felt DB’s wet tongue lick the tip of his cock, and just the tip. A groan rose up in Nick’s throat as arousal caught him in a vicious grip and shook him hard.
“DB, please,” Nick pleaded as he humped his hips toward DB, an anxious whine falling from his lips. He gritted his teeth when DB just chuckled at him, then looked at Nick with a wicked glint in his eyes before swallowing his cock down to the root.
Nick shouted as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His hips bucked, driving his cock further down the man's hot mouth. God, DB was sucking him so hard that Nick was mindless. He had never felt anything so fantastic in his life. He could feel every movement, every lick, every sweet caress. Nick could almost feel the very air around him moving over his sensitive skin.
He felt flushed, hot, and needy. Fire raced through Nick’s body, melting him from the inside out. He didn’t know what DB would to do next and it drove him crazy. His heartbeat throbbed in his ears as he waited for DB’s next move. He just wished the man would hurry the hell up.
Nick was about to go out of his ever-loving mind.
He groaned and started panting when something brushed against his balls. He spread his legs, giving DB more access. DB held on to Nick’s hips, keeping them in place as he ran his tongue around the head, pulling the pre-cum out like honey, and then dove right back down onto Nick’s cock.
“Fuck, DB…fuck!” Nick shouted and then gritted his teeth, staving off his orgasm. He wasn’t about to let this moment end so soon, but if DB kept up at his current pace, he was a goner.
His body shook. Red hot need rushed through his body like a tidal wave and crashed together in his cock when DB suddenly deep-throated him. Nick growled as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of the man’s throat. Using his hand to push his hair back, Nick watched DB as the man moved his head back up and down his cock.
“Fuck, DB,” Nick shouted, “don’t stop.”
Nick’s body stiffened as DB’s mouth sank even further down on his cock. DB swallowed it until Nick felt the man’s nose brush against his short, curly hairs right before DB moved his mouth along Nick’s hard length.
His damn legs were wobbling as DB rode Nick’s cock with his lips, sliding them up and down his shaft, faster and faster. His head was bobbing, the suction tight, and Nick felt like his damn brain was melting into the side of his head.
“Oh, fuck,” Nick whimpered as the man’s slight hum sent small vibrations through his cock. He tangled his hands in DB’s hair, holding him in place as he fucked the world’s most perfect mouth.

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: The Bear Essentials

THE BEAR ESSENTIALS

Coming October 29th
Bear shifter Rob Colton is excited about the future, and after graduating, he is ready to start the next phase of his life. He never expects that life to include a frightened young man that darts out in front of his truck. But one whiff of Casey's sweet smell and Rob knows his future was going to be brighter than ever. He has found his true mate.
Orphaned at an early age, Casey Newton has been bounced from foster home to foster home, never quite finding a place to call his own. When a big burly man decides Casey is his true mate, the cold and lonely world Casey grew up in begins to change. For once in his life, someone wants him.
But wanting someone and keeping them safe are two very different things. When the man that has terrorized Casey for most of his life comes after him again, can Casey trust Rob to protect him or will he be tossed away like he has every other time in his life? And will the bond between mates be strong enough to withstand losing everything they hold dear?
 
STORY EXCERPT
Rob grinned when he heard his best friend’s unique ring tone blare on his phone. He tapped his Bluetooth earpiece, connecting him to the call. “Yo, dude, we did it.”
“Right?” Billy Ray Jenson replied.
“I can’t believe it’s finally over.”
“Yeah, man, school sucked.”
Rob couldn’t agree more.
“We still meeting out by the river tonight?” He couldn’t wait to celebrate.
He had wanted to drop out of school when he turned eighteen and go to work fulltime in his father’s construction company. His parent’s made him stay in school, and now he was glad they did, but the last few months had been the hardest.
Unlike the rest of the known universe, shifters had to attend an additional three years of school. Most humans assumed it was some sort of advanced college courses, and maybe that was true to some extent. The courses they took taught them about their bear history. It taught them how to control their beasts when they were faced with violence or situations that forced their bear to the surface.
It taught them how to be better bears.
 “You know it.”
“You and Jed grab the beer,” Rob said. “I’ll bring some steaks.”
“Cool.”
Billy Ray was a man of few words, at least few comprehensible words.
“I need to swing by the house and grab few things then I’ll head out to the river.” And he wanted to talk to his parents now that he had finished school. He wanted to go to work for his father fulltime. He had been dreaming of working side by side with his dad since he was seven years old and picked up his first hammer.
“See you out there.” Rob chuckled as he disconnected the call. He was still reeling from the fact that he had finally graduated. It felt like he had been attending school forever and he had finally been set free. His bear wanted to roar.
“Holy fucking shit!” Rob slammed on the breaks, his eyes rounding as his truck slid to a stop mere inches from the small figure racing across the road in front of him.
Wide eyes the color of the warm caramel and edged with kohl peered up at him over the hood of the truck, big fat tears dripping from them down pale white cheeks. Time seemed to stand still as Rob sank into those big liquid eyes, drowning in them.
Then the man blinked, his dark thick eyelashes sweeping over his pale tear stained cheeks as he huddled further into his dark grey hoodie. He turned and started across the road again, the moment broken.
Rob stared after the lone figure, stunned by the overpowering emotions suddenly running rampant through him. He didn’t understand why his stomach clenched at the sight of those tears or why his dick became so hard he could have punched a hole through a steel plate.
But he was going to find out.
Rob growled as he drove his truck to the side of the road and turned the engine off. He jumped out of the truck and raced after the little man, catching sight of him hurrying down a dirt path on the side of the road that led into the woods.
He quickly caught up with his prey, barely panting from exertion. He grabbed the guy’s arm, his eyebrows shooting up when the guy instantly dropped to the ground and curled into himself.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” the man whimpered as he covered his head with his arms.
Rob growled, his gaze snapping back and forth as he scanned his immediate surroundings for signs of danger. Spotting nothing out of place, Rob lifted his nose and drew in a lungful of air. He smelled the forest—trees and dirt and the slightly musty smell of dead leaves.
And apples…cinnamon and apples.
Rob frowned in confusion. If he didn’t know better, he’d think someone was out in the middle of the woods baking an apple pie. God, he loved apple pie. It was without a doubt his favorite desert next to honey.
Nothing tasted better than honey.
Dismissing his wild thoughts, Rob turned his attention back to the man cowering on the ground at his feet. A deep mind numbing rage began to take hold of him when he noticed the bruises showing up through the rips in the man’s hoodie. There was even a trickle of blood at the corner of the man’s mouth, no doubt due from the cut on his fat lip.
Someone had worked this poor guy over, and hard.
Rob squatted down next to the smaller man. Jeez, he had to outweigh him by at least a hundred pounds if not more. The little thing was all skin and bones.
And bruises, there were a shitload of bruises.
“What happened, cub?” Rob spoke in his gentlest voice, which wasn’t easy when his usual tone was deep and rough. It matched his looks. He was big and fierce and made like a brick shit house. And for once in his life, he wished he wasn’t so intimidating.
The poor thing was going to shake apart.
“Sshhh, it’s okay.” Rob tried to sooth the man by rubbing his back. “You’re safe now. No one is going to hurt you.”
When a little of the tension eased in the man’s body, Rob lifted him up into a sitting position, surprised by how easily he could move the guy. He had lifted heavier bags of cement.
Big liquid brown eyes peeked up at Rob through a fall of honey blond hair. Rob reached down and gingerly touched the man’s swollen bottom lip, grimacing at the wince of pain that crossed the guy’s face.
“What happened to you, cub?”
“They took my bike.” The words were whispered in the sweetest voice Rob had ever heard. It wrapped around him like a blanket of tranquility he had never felt in all his years. If he had been a cat he would have purred.
He wasn’t a cat.
“Who took your bike, cub?”
“Casey,” the man said as his eyes flickered up for a moment before darting away. “My name is Casey Newton, not cub.”
Rob chuckled at the small flicker of defiance he could see in those warm caramel brown eyes. He knew who Casey was. While they didn’t run in the same circles, Rob had seen the man around town. He might not have known his name until now, but he knew who Casey was.
“I like cub.”
And he liked this particular cub. The draw to cradle Casey in his arms and hold him close, protecting him from all the evils in the world was riding him hard. Rob had felt the same way each time one of his siblings came into the world, just never to this magnitude.
He’d kill a rock for his mate…
Fuck.

ADULT EXCERPT
Rob fisted a handful of Casey's hair and pulled gently until the man's head was tilted back and then he lowered his head, pressing their mouths together in a gentle kiss.
There was a quality to kissing Casey that was unparalleled to anyone Rob had kissed in the past. Casey didn't just press his lips to someone's and move them around a little bit. He leaned into the kiss and put his entire body into it.
It was a kiss for his tired soul to melt into.
As his tongue explored at its leisure, Rob gently stroked the lissome body pressed against him. Needing just a little bit more, Rob slid his tongue inside the warm heat of Casey’s mouth, tasting him, devouring what the man had to offer.
As he pulled back, he nipped Casey's bottom lip with his teeth.
"I ache, Rob." As if to emphasize his words, Casey rubbed against Rob, leaving no doubt as to what he meant. Casey's cock was like a steel rod in his pants.
Rob swallowed hard as the lust igniting in his gut burned away his ability to breath. He glanced toward the kitchen where he could hear his parents talking in low voices. He knew he would get his head handed to him if he took Casey upstairs and claimed him as he really wanted to do. But that didn't mean he couldn't take the edge off until he could.
He lifted Casey up in his arms and carried him out of the living room and down the hallway to the guest bathroom. He stepped inside and set Casey down on the bathroom counter before turning back and locking the door.
Once he turned back to Casey, he leaned in for another kiss. Their lips met again but this time it wasn't the slow tender and gentle thing it had been before. This time it was out of control, maddeningly frantic, needy. Blood pounded in his brain, leapt from his heart, and made his knees tremble.
Casey’s skin was flushed, his beautiful face transformed by the flush of desire. Rob hadn’t thought Casey could get any better-looking, but staring down at the man, he knew he had been wrong. His mate was breathtaking.
He was one lucky bear.
Rob leaned forward, inhaling Casey’s scent from collarbone to ear, taking in the scent of cinnamon and apples. The sweet fragrance rushed back into Rob in a wave of intoxication. Smelling Casey was hardening his cock. Rob loved the smell of the man, was addicted to his delicious flavor.
There was a pull that was almost maddening in his mind. Rob wanted to sink deep into the man’s soul and never come out. It was a need so strong that Rob let it wash over him and carry him under.
He glanced down at his mate, staring as he snaked his hand into Casey’s jeans and massaged the heated flesh tenting up his pants. It was hard, but felt like liquid silk under his fingers with the pre-cum leaking over Rob’s fingers.
Lifting his hand to his mouth, Rob sucked his fingers in, the tangy taste rolling over his taste buds like nectar to a bee. He groaned, licking each finger clean before he pulled at the waistband of Casey’s pants, chasing the material down Casey’s body until he could toss the fabric aside.
Casey lay there on the counter, stunningly naked, exposed to Rob’s appreciative eyes. He drank the man in as he pushed Casey’s thighs apart.
He found himself wanting to rub his scent all over Casey again. The urge was strong, compelling him to lean forward until his stomach was touching Casey’s erection. He rubbed his body over Casey’s length, feeling the pre-cum trailing over his skin.
“Rob?” Casey asked.
Rob grinned as he dropped down until his head was even with Casey’s weeping cock. He licked a path down Casey's abdomen to his cock. He nuzzled in the wiry curls before licking his way up the fully hard shaft and sucking at the engorged head to savor Casey’s pre-cum.
Casey groaned out his pleasure as Rob swallowed the erection to the root. Using his tongue, Rob laved the tender depression beneath the swollen crown and then tongue-fucked the tiny slit, licking away the salty taste of Casey’s desires.
“Please,” Casey hissed as he gripped the edge of the countertop until his knuckles turned white.
Rob placed Casey's feet on his shoulders and then pushed his knees apart. He wished he had a camera to take a picture of what was most definitely the most erotic sight he had ever seen. His jeans became tight, quickly growing uncomfortable.
Rob splayed his fingers over Casey's nicely rounded ass cheeks and pulled them apart before abandoning the man's cock and lowering his head to lick at his tight puckered hole. The high keening cry that came from his mate made Rob's bear rumble. The desire to take Casey and claim him was riding him hard and it was all Rob could do to keep his bear at bay.
He concentrated on pleasing his mate, which seemed to satisfy his bear. Making sure he left plenty of spittle behind, Rob swallowed the man's cock again. At the same time, he pushed his finger into Casey's ass, curving his finger up to reach that special spot.
Casey bucked, driving his cock deep. Rob sucked harder. He wanted, needed, his lover's seed in his mouth. When Casey cried out and filled Rob's mouth with his release, Rob swallowed greedily, savoring the salty taste of his lover's cream.
Rob fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, frantic. His balls burned, and at this intensity, Rob knew he wasn’t going to last long. He jumped to his feet and shoved his jeans down his thighs. Grabbing his aching shaft, Rob began pumping his hand at a frantic rate.
"Rob."
Rob's eyes snapped to Casey. He felt his balls draw up tight to his body when the man lifted his hoodie up to his throat, baring his stomach and chest. "Come on me. I want to smell like you."
His mate's simple request was all it took for Rob to find his release. Rob came with an incoherent, hoarse shout. He spurted hot jets of cum all over Casey's naked skin, marking him in a way that every bear would understand.