Thursday, December 19, 2013

Red Velvet Christmas Blog Hop!!!

Today I'm hosting the 2013 Red Velvet Blog Hop. :)
I am presenting short excerpts about with the Red Velvet Authors using their title in their excerpt.

First up is Anne Kane's Ribbons and Lace.

BLURB:
All he wants for Christmas is a sexy little elf!

When Leonardo Delgado fell in love with a woman who was already engaged, he resigned himself to loving her from afar. But when her fiancée ran off with another woman, he knew exactly what he wanted to make his Christmas Merry!

Amanda-Lyn doesn’t believe in love any more. She takes a job as  an elf at the local mall, and starts to rebuild her life. A nice one-night stand without all that romantic nonsense is all she wants this holiday season. It might have worked, too, except for her sinfully handsome boss and a jolly old matching-making man in a red suit and cap.

 Available At:
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2161
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-ribbonsandlaceredvelvetchristmas-1370642-149.html
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00H87ZSJG
http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookStore/pubs_product_book_info/changeling-press-c-147/ribbons-and-lace-red-velvet-christmas-p-11511
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ribbons-and-lace-anne-kane/1117654217?ean=2940149040834&itm=1&usri=2940149040834

Excerpt:
Amanda-Lyn studied her reflection in the mirror with a critical eye. It was damn cold at the North Pole. Who in their right mind believed that elves ran around in costumes like this? Soft red velvet, the skirt barely covered her ass, and the matching jacket was low-cut and tight enough that it felt like her breasts were going to pop right out. Match those with a pair of fuck-me boots and Amanda-Lyn felt worse than naked. A great outfit to help her seduce the boss, but she didn’t need to traumatize the kids coming to tell Santa what they wanted for Christmas. She needed to tread a careful line between those two goals.
After a thorough perusal of her closet, she added a pair of candy cane striped tights to make sure she didn’t expose her ass to all the good little boys and girls. Leaving the jacket partially unzipped, she’d donned a nice lace shirt with a red ribbon threaded around the neck, under it, to soften the effect. 
Ribbons and lace. Her grandmother always told her that ribbons and lace could fix up any outfit, and Amanda-Lyn actually believed they might have rescued this one. Still sexy as hell if the boss happened to put in an appearance, but her boobs weren’t in imminent danger of exposure. 



 Next up is Vera’s Christmas Wish
Red Velvet Christmas, book 6
by Sarah Makela

Blurb:
Vera's back in Finland looking to find some Yuletide love with a sexy elf.
 Vera Hayes had the most amazing Christmas ever a year ago. Now she's back in Finland hoping to find Pekka, her sexy Finnish elf, in hopes of creating new and delightful holiday memories. Not having any luck, she goes back to her cabin where a deranged goat man storms inside demanding food and drink.
 On the run from the goat man, she stumbles across Pekka overseeing a huge herd of reindeer. He's glad to see her, even if he's more than a little amused at the trouble she always finds herself in.

Buy links: http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2158
http://www.amazon.com/Veras-Christmas-Wish-Red-Velvet-ebook/dp/B00H2B6BFI
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vera-x2019-s-christmas-wish-sarah-makela/1117541797?ean=2940148909484
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-vera039schristmaswishredvelvetchristmas-1366176-340.html

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19053575-vera-s-christmas-wish

Excerpt:
“I don’t know if this is the right thing to say, Vera. I’m not really accustomed to talking with humans, but I need you in my life. I’m not sure how we’ll make our relationship work.” Pekka grimaced. His hand fell away from her inner thigh. “However, I’d like to try. You’d have to come to Finland, and I’d have to… uh… talk to my… boss, but I believe you’re here for a purpose. For me.”

Her eyes widened at his words. They were exactly what she’d wanted to express to him herself.

He leaned away, looking nervous. “If you’re uncomfortable with --”

Vera placed a fingertip over his lips, not allowing him to continue with his worrying. She pushed him onto his back on the bed, straddling his hips. His eyebrows rose. Uncomfortable didn’t even come close. More like joyful! “I’m not, because I want to be with you.”

Okay, maybe she was a little concerned with how she’d break the news to her family, but they already thought she was crazy for going to Finland on vacation by herself two years in a row during Christmas.

Regardless, Vera would finally be getting her Christmas wish.


Next is Merry Mate by B.J. McCall
Blurb:
A red velvet Santa's hat that only fits one's true love? Sierra doesn't believe in magic, but she's willing to give it a try and find her merry mate.

Banning is in love with Sierra, but the werewolves of Elk Mountain stick to their own kind. Banning would do anything to spend time with the beautiful she-wolf and he's more than willing to try on a Santa's hat to please her.

Humans are off limits, but what's a wolf to do when the hat is a perfect fit?
Buy Links:
http://www.amzn.com/B00H2ARAJ0
 http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2155
 https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-merrymateredvelvetchristmas-1366173-340.html
 http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/merry-mate-bj-mccall/1117541687?ean=2940148909354

Excerpt:
“If our luck doesn’t change by Christmas, we return the doll and the hat.” Nan looked at the shopkeeper. “For a full refund?”
“Full refund,” Mystery said.
Thinking this was the most foolish thing she and Nan had done since they’d decided to cut and color one another’s hair after drinking a pitcher of margaritas, Sierra pulled out her credit card.
Nan snatched it out of her hand and gave it to the shopkeeper. “Ring us up.”
Mystery processed the sales and handed over their purchases. “Have a wonderful holiday.” Then she looked at Sierra. “Merry mate.”
Packages in hand, Sierra and Nan left the shop.
“What is she?” Sierra asked.
“Mystery? Not your run of the mill human,” Nan said.
“There’s something about her I can’t quite put my finger on.”
Nan giggled. “Do you think she’s a witch?”
“Could be, but she may be a seer and sees the future.”
“Do you think it will work, the doll and the hat?”
Sierra glared at Nan. “Now you have doubts? Our credit cards just got dinged for five hundred bucks. Each!”
A slow smile curved Nan’s lips. “We’ll know soon. Christmas is only a week away.”
“Yeah, seven whole days to find my merry mate. I can’t believe I bought into that.”
“Maybe seven’s your lucky number.”
“To go with my lucky hat.”
Nan laughed and hooked her arm in Sierra’s. “I’m starving. Let’s find a place for lunch, have a glass of wine and make a plan.”
“Plan?”
“The hat is a perfect fit for your mate, right? All we have to do is find him.”


Next is Reindeer Sex Games by Lacey Savage
Blurb:

Rudolph is convinced reindeer were meant to keep their hooves firmly on the ground, but that's just not an option when Christmas comes around. Santa and the rest of the world need him to guide that sleigh. He usually finds his courage in a glass of whiskey downed before takeoff. But this year, his favorite watering hole offers a little more excitement than he expected.

Nikki McAvoy knows of only one way to make it through the holiday season unscathed, and that's by hooking up with a stranger on Christmas Eve. When she spots Rudolph at the bar, she knows she's got her man. A bit of flirting leads to much, much more... and soon Nikki is spread-eagled and tied to a bed, playing the kind of reindeer games she's only fantasized about.

But when a dead-ringer for Santa Claus barges into the room claiming Nikki has ruined Christmas, she's got a lot of explaining to do…
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Excerpt
She tugged at the belt holding her robe together and let it fall off her shoulders, revealing her nakedness.
Rudy swallowed hard. His eyes widened as he took her in.
“Santa looked pretty mad.”
 “We talked this morning. He thinks I need a vacation.” He wrinkled the bridge of his flushed nose. “And more time up in the sky. To get used to it, he said.” Rudy shuddered.
She smothered a smile. “Maybe I can help.”
He looked skeptical, but intrigued. “How?”
“I’m a pilot.” She wound her arms around his neck and straddled him, climbing onto his lap. “Come to work with me. Isn’t it time you let someone else fly you around for a while?”
He nuzzled her neck. Even through the denim he wore, his cock pushed insistently against her pussy. She knew what to expect now, and the massive feel of him against her hot center brought forth a gush of liquid warmth.
“You’re the best Christmas gift I’ve ever gotten,” Rudy whispered in her ear.
“Ditto.” Her lips parted softly on a sigh. “And I don’t even like Christmas.”
“That makes two of us.” He chuckled against her throat. “Just don’t tell Santa.”
“Your secrets are safe with me.” She pulled back a fraction and winked at him. “On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“As long as we’re together, no one else gets to play reindeer sex games with you.” She thrust out her hand. “Deal?”




Next is Raven's Ribbon Room by Megan Slayer
Ribbons aren’t just for decorating anymore.

Daria Elf never expected to be moved to the velvet ribbon department right before Christmas. She also never expected her boss to be the object of her wettest fantasies. Can she keep her cool, or will she end up on Raven's Naughty List?

Raven Elf has his sights set on Daria. He wants her for his department, his bed and bound in his thick velvet ribbons. He'll get his girl, but the hard part is convincing her that their connection is meant to last.

Available here: http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2157

EXCERPT:

In the hallway, her friend Shawna grabbed her arm. “Hey, congrats on the move! You deserve a better department besides P&P. Santa probably saw your skill with the ribbons on the presents and decided to switch things up. Besides, you get to work in Raven’s Red Velvet Ribbon Room. It even sounds sexy.”

Daria knew better than to argue with her friend. She probably had been moved due to too many screw-ups. No one wanted to work with Raven. The guy glared all the time and hardly ever left the ribbon room. “Raven’s Red Velvet Ribbon Room sounds like a porn club,” she snapped. “But it beats getting fired.” She shuddered. Her father’s love of peppermint nog meant the family spent most of her childhood living on unemployment. Once she’d reached working age, she vowed never to be without a job.

“You’ll be fine.” Shawna hugged her. “I’m late for work. I’m now in the peppermint department.”

Daria waved at her friend, then headed down the hallway toward the ribbon department. A vision of Raven formed in her mind. The elf was handsome. Being the tallest of the elves, he naturally commanded attention in a room. His dark hair curled over his forehead, and his icy blue eyes bored through whoever he happened to be looking at. She groaned. Most of the elves were afraid of the hulking guy. She should’ve been. No, Raven featured as the main player in her fantasies. She wondered exactly what he did in the ribbon room to make it the stuff of legend.




Next is Yet To Come by Zenobia Renquist
Blurb
He's so bad and so good for her at the same time.

Rae is a ghost of Christmas future. Her track record for making people see and turn to the light is unblemished, except for one man. Zane has hit her list for the third and final time. The incentive he wants to be good is one she refuses to give him. Rae cannot be with a man who allies so easily with bad, but her desire demands she not be without him. At sunrise Christmas morning, her powers fade and with them any chance she has of seeing Zane again unless he can convince her the best is yet to come.
Buy Link
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2166

Excerpt:
Rae heaved a breath and rolled her eyes. “Present won’t be coming. Just me. Just Future.”
“My future.”
“I’m not your future.”
“You could be if you stop fighting me.” Zane crossed the room. “This is the third time, Rae. I’ve waited for you for two long years.”
Her name on his lips made her shiver with need. She should have never given him her real name, not that she had in the first place. Humans were only supposed to know her by her title -- Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come. But things with Zane had gone horribly wrong last year. Unbidden emotions had caused her to confess her real name and reveal her true visage when she should have kept both closely guarded.
She stepped back quickly when he got within reach of her. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what? Don’t make you want me the way I’ve wanted you for the last year? Don’t strip you bare and love your body until you’re lost in pleasure and screaming my name?”
“Stop,” she rasped. “Th-that isn’t why I’m here.”





















Monday, December 16, 2013

Coming Soon!

The Secret of Hidden Oaks


Blurb:

While working on his Master's degree in psychology, Carson is offered an exclusive summer internship at a private research hospital. He can't imagine a better career opportunity. But Harbor Oaks hides a dark secret. Carson soon discovers patients are being held against their will. They're all shape shifters the government fears present a danger to society.
After meeting Tate, a shy, quiet doctor with an agenda all his own, Carson begins to question his own sanity. Carson soon realizes he's really a subject of the scientist's experiments, rather than an intern.
Carson knows what's going on at Harbor Oaks is wrong, but to challenge the hospital's policies could endanger his own life. More importantly, he could lose Tate forever.

Buy Link:
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2173

Excerpt:

 “Dr. Tate is going to be your mentor. When you go into the patients rooms, he will be there to make sure everything goes well.” Dr. Kline waved a hand at the handsome man standing beside me. I almost felt a sense of possessiveness emanating from Dr. Tate. “He is a scientist, now, as I said. You will have time enough to shadow one of our psychologists here so don’t worry about getting your necessary experience. But we have a… more pressing use for you.”
My chest tightened. What kind of use?
Dr. Kline seemed to have read my mind. “We would like you to teach them how to be human, in a manner of speaking.”
“How?”
“Simply by being, although I am sure you will come up with some techniques and hypothesis on your own. The most important thing you must remember is to never wear or carry anything red. Do you understand?”
I remembered the young woman convulsing on the floor. “Yes.”
“We would like to let the Changelings go back to society, but in order for that to happen, we need someone who has not been working with them to grasp what is different about them from humans. I expect you’ll keep a journal.”
“Of course.” They wanted me to document changes in behavior? This internship kept sounding stranger.
Dr. Kline stood up so I followed suit. He started to extend his hand toward me but then withdrew it on second thought. “Please come to me if you need anything.” He smiled at me and then gave Dr. Tate one experimental glance before going to his large bay window and turning his back to me.
“Come with me.” Dr. Tate nodded toward the door. Something about him was strangely protective. Just by standing near him I felt my fear about Hidden Oaks subsiding. God, I bet he was so good in bed.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Red Velvet Christmas

The Red Velvet Christmas Blog Hop starts today. Kicking off at Anne Kane's blog.

Also, Ticket to Ride made it into USA Today's HEA section. Check it out. 

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Character Interview

Hello,
My character from my newest release, Addison, from Ticket to Ride (Red Velvet Christmas) is being interviewed at the Changeling blog today. Head on over to read a sexy excerpt and more!

http://changelingpress.blogspot.com/?zx=23752f68a064124b

Thursday, November 28, 2013

New Release!

Ticket to Ride (Red Velvet) Releases today!

Blurb:

Addison and Taylor have been together for five years, but when they move in together, Addison discovers Taylor has a secret -- a hidden stash of bondage magazines, with pictures of Addison tucked inside.
Addison never thought he'd be into kinky sex, but he'd do anything to please Taylor -- including venturing out to an adult toy store on a hunt to find out more about BDSM. He's intrigued enough to bring home a rope set so he can surprise Taylor with the best Christmas present ever -- a kinky, tied up Addison.

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Saturday, November 16, 2013

Red Velvet Cover

New Red Velvet Cover for Changeling's Red Velvet series by Renee! :)

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Sunday, October 27, 2013

Wednesday Hump Day

Kuro (Trick or Treat)

R-Except:

“Perfect,” a man’s voice purred.
Preston was sure he was still watching a Halloween movie about vampires, or at least dreaming about them.
Where Preston had placed the cat, a man now stood, naked apart from the blanket that had been draped over the back of Preston’s couch. He was very lean, but muscular and of an uncommon height. One hand held the blanket in place, covering the intruder’s cock, which still somehow managed to bulge out from beneath the fabric.
Preston’s gaze traced a line from the bulge up to well-defined abdominal muscles and pectorals dusted with a scant amount of dark curly hair. The man’s eyes were what had Preston stumbling farther away, gripping the kitchen counter for stability. He felt as though he was so hard he would shatter like glass if the naked, gorgeous man continued to stare at him like that.
“Hello.” The man’s voice was darker than the curly hair mopped on top of his head. Wet drips clung to the end of each strand, framing his angular face and giving him a raw look. “I’m Caleb.”
Preston was proud he was able to find his voice. “What are you doing in my apartment? What happened to the ca-”
There was a slight puddle of water around Caleb’s feet, and he smiled wickedly, reaching behind him and pulling around a dark cat tail. He swung it around as though the tail were a piece of rope. “Looking for this? I can have ears too, if that is what my mate would wish.”
“Your…” The counter Preston gripped to keep himself steady wasn’t strong enough. “Your mate?”
“Trust me,” Caleb purred, stalked forward, slowly releasing his grip on the blanket as he let his tail swish behind him.
The familiar scent of need penetrated the room. There was no fear, only embarrassment at how desperately he wanted the stranger in front of him.
“You’re perfect. So sweet… I had no idea my cat disguise would work so well. Pretending my leg was broken was the perfect way to get to you. On your arms, pressed against your beating heart, I could feel how badly you want to be claimed. The tip of my tongue wants to taste you.”
“You can transform into a cat?” Preston centered his attention on the tail that seemed to be eliciting the delectable feeling in his belly.
Caleb smiled seductively, licking his lip as he closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, revealing large dark eyes with a purple center, there were alert, fluffy ears sticking out from beneath his curls. “Is there another form you would prefer? I only want to please you as desperately as you surely are going to please me.”
“Why?” Preston’s gaze trailed back down to Caleb’s swollen cock. “Why do you want me?”
“You’re my mate,” Caleb repeated. Preston watched Caleb’s bare feet pad over the kitchen’s tiles, making the effort of walking seem unnatural. When he walked, the water seemed to drain around from him and dry up into the air. “I have waited a long time to find a mate to bring back with me. Surely, you will not disappoint?”
Caleb’s hand was cold on Preston’s wrist, encircling him possessively before releasing his grip and settling for rubbing a thumb around the sensitive skin. Bringing Preston’s hand up, Caleb opened his mouth to reveal a snake-like tongue. “Shall I taste you?” Caleb asked quietly, dropping to his knees.
Even from the floor, Caleb was still tall enough that his lips were only inches below Preston’s neglected nipples. Preston held his breath in an agonizing sense of passion while Caleb guided his hand to his mouth. Caleb inserted Preston’s index finger so far back that the third knuckle had almost completely disappeared into the moist darkness.
“Your skin is heavenly. I do not deserve such a man.” Caleb peered up, his cattail swishing behind him like a pendulum. Preston’s knees almost gave out.
Gripping Preston firmly by his hips, Caleb pressed his mouth to the middle of Preston’s coat, kissing the button. “Shall I undress you?” Caleb had already lowered his head back down to the buttons before Preston had a chance to answer. Caleb’s hands were strong and offered no hope of escape, not that Preston wanted to.


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Thursday, October 10, 2013

New Release Today!


Kuro (Trick or Treat) 

Blurb:

When Preston saves a black cat everything he knows about life and demons is going to be questioned.

While shopping for candy for his friend's Halloween party, Preston saves a strange black cat from a group of teenage boys. Overcome with a desire entirely new to him, Preston takes the black cat home and discovers things are not always what they seem, especially on Halloween.

The cat, a demon named Caleb, has been searching for his mate for months and can't help but be fascinated with sweet Preston. He's determined to drag Preston down to his home in the underwater demon world. Now Preston must choose between his mortal life, or one full of demons -- and love.

Buy Link:

R-Excerpt:
“I’m not allowed to have pets,” Preston said softly, snaking a hand around the bag of chocolate so he could pet the top of the cat’s head. The cat had his eyes trained on him. “We should get you to the vet to fix that leg. Although I think we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.” The cat’s purple eyes were unnerving, but he couldn’t chase away the intrigue.

Preston crossed the parking lot to his apartment, juggling the candy and the cat as he went up two flights of stairs to his apartment. He managed to unlock his front door without dropping anything. Once he got inside, he set the cat down on the tiled floor and put the candy on the counter. The cat continued to stare at him with those unnerving purple eyes, his heavy tail swishing.

Gripping the corner of his table, Preston tried to steady himself, but the room was spinning violently. He felt like he’d been poisoned. Cold glass collided with his hands as he fumbled for water, his cock pounding.

Had a couple months really passed since he’d been fucked? And longer since he’d made love…

“Perfect,” a man’s voice purred.

Preston was sure he was still watching a Halloween movie about vampires, or at least dreaming about them.

Where Preston had placed the cat, a man now stood, naked apart from the blanket that had been draped over the back of Preston’s couch. He was very lean, but muscular and of an uncommon height. One hand held the blanket in place, covering the intruder’s cock, which still somehow managed to bulge out from beneath the fabric.

Preston’s gaze traced a line from the bulge up to well-defined abdominal muscles and pectorals dusted with a scant amount of dark curly hair. The man’s eyes were what had Preston stumbling farther away, gripping the kitchen counter for stability. He felt as though he was so hard he would shatter like glass if the naked, gorgeous man continued to stare at him like that.


Thursday, October 3, 2013

Coming Soon!


Kuro (Trick or Treat) by Ana Raine

Blurb:

When Preston saves a black cat everything he knows about life and demons is going to be questioned.

While shopping for candy for his friend's Halloween party, Preston saves a strange black cat from a group of teenage boys. Overcome with a desire entirely new to him, Preston takes the black cat home and discovers things are not always what they seem, especially on Halloween.

The cat, a demon named Caleb, has been searching for his mate for months and can't help but be fascinated with sweet Preston. He's determined to drag Preston down to his home in the underwater demon world. Now Preston must choose between his mortal life, or one full of demons -- and love.

Buy Link:

R-Excerpt:
“I’m not allowed to have pets,” Preston said softly, snaking a hand around the bag of chocolate so he could pet the top of the cat’s head. The cat had his eyes trained on him. “We should get you to the vet to fix that leg. Although I think we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.” The cat’s purple eyes were unnerving, but he couldn’t chase away the intrigue.

Preston crossed the parking lot to his apartment, juggling the candy and the cat as he went up two flights of stairs to his apartment. He managed to unlock his front door without dropping anything. Once he got inside, he set the cat down on the tiled floor and put the candy on the counter. The cat continued to stare at him with those unnerving purple eyes, his heavy tail swishing.

Gripping the corner of his table, Preston tried to steady himself, but the room was spinning violently. He felt like he’d been poisoned. Cold glass collided with his hands as he fumbled for water, his cock pounding.

Had a couple months really passed since he’d been fucked? And longer since he’d made love…

“Perfect,” a man’s voice purred.

Preston was sure he was still watching a Halloween movie about vampires, or at least dreaming about them.

Where Preston had placed the cat, a man now stood, naked apart from the blanket that had been draped over the back of Preston’s couch. He was very lean, but muscular and of an uncommon height. One hand held the blanket in place, covering the intruder’s cock, which still somehow managed to bulge out from beneath the fabric.

Preston’s gaze traced a line from the bulge up to well-defined abdominal muscles and pectorals dusted with a scant amount of dark curly hair. The man’s eyes were what had Preston stumbling farther away, gripping the kitchen counter for stability. He felt as though he was so hard he would shatter like glass if the naked, gorgeous man continued to stare at him like that.


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Humps Day Humps

Chilled Champagne R excerpt by Ana Raine

Buy Link:
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2116


“Surely, you are too kind,” Micah said politely, feeling fidgety and uncomfortable. If Daniel continued to speak with those sweet, unreal words, he thought he would have to strip himself of his pants just to be able to breathe.
“Your face is flushed.” Daniel’s hand although firm, was surprisingly soft as he grazed the side of Micah’s face. “Striking,” he whispered. “Truly, but…”
“But…” Micah leaned into the touch, too far gone to stop himself. His hand settled on Daniel’s upper thigh, his fingers twitching in unison with his eyes, trying to find the best way to unclasp Daniel’s slacks.
With a sigh, Daniel leaned back, his hand traveling through Micah’s curly locks to the back of his head, holding him with a vice grip. His eyes were narrowed, his mouth parted in the slightest. “Your lips,” Daniel whispered. “I want them on me.”
Micah was shivering, his hands shaking as he brought them both to the clasp of Daniel’s pants. He needed to stop. He needed to pull away and find his resolve before he had Daniel’s cock inside his mouth. Micah’s hands seemed to have the same thought, Daniel’s button acting like an intricate puzzle.
“Let me,” Daniel said, an ache to his voice that made Micah’s cock twitch.
When the button was undone, Micah’s hands were instantly back on the fabric, tugging the zipper down.
Daniel lifted his lower body so Micah could pull his pants and boxers down. Sliding to his knees, Micah focused on Daniel’s very large and erect cock in front of his face. He licked his lips and teasingly licked the tip. “I don’t know how good I will be at this,” Micah whispered, giving a few wanton pumps along Daniel’s shaft.
Daniel didn’t speak, just made a puzzled expression as his hand continued to stay steady on the back of Micah’s head.
“I don’t usually… do this.”
“You don’t have to now, either.” Daniel pulled himself father away from Micah. “But I’d like you to. Need you to.”
Micah didn’t need any more coaxing. He opened his mouth and tried to take Daniel down the back of his throat. The head was bulbous, leaking inside of his mouth. The moan Daniel released[SM1]  told Micah he was doing a good job. Sucking harder, his own dick was straining against his pants. His stomach was pooling with heat and his legs were tense. He began to rock back and forth on his heels, his eyes closed.
“Touch yourself.” Daniel phrased the words as a question, but Micah heard more of a demand than anything else. Obeying, he undid his own clasp and tugged at his suit pants. Luckily, they were a size larger and he was able to fit his hand inside of his pants without unbuttoning them. His cheeks burned. Having Daniel see his own erect member, how needy and starved he was for attention would have been too embarrassing.
Fisting his cock, Micah let out a soft moan around Daniel’s dick, increasing suction until Daniel was raising his hips, trying to get deeper. “Fuck, that’s good,” Daniel murmured, his fingers tightening around Micah’s hair. “I want to cum in your mouth.”
Micah had no choice but to swallow because letting even a drop of this hot man’s cum go to waste was unthinkable. He wanted to suck until there was nothing left. His own release was close; he could feel his feet tingling and the back of his neck heating.
Taking his cock out of his pants, Micah continued to pump his own shaft, hovering on his knees so he was hunched over, servicing Daniel.
“You close too?” Daniel inquired in his strong, sure voice. There was a sense of strain in the background, Daniel’s whimper of defeat. Micah’s chest felt light and a strong urge to orgasm immediately approached.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Chilled Champagne Cover

Cover for my New Release with Changeling Press

Chilled Champagne Release :)

The first in the Agency Series :)


Summary:

Micah's job as a host is to be whatever his clients want him to be and he loves it -- especially because pretending to be someone else is better than remembering what he's running from.
Mr. Daniel Hart, a client who had been expecting a female host is suddenly thrown into Micah's world and won't stop exploring until he knows Micah's secrets.
Unable to stay away from Daniel, Micah continues to return to high society functions and is therefore reminded of the terrible scar on his chest and the man who gave it to him. Micah wants nothing more than to belong to the artistic Daniel, but being with him could mean having to face his dangerous past.

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Excerpt:

"You're open for tomorrow." Lance glanced at his computer, clicking his mouse. "Then you have an appointment with a Mr. Hart."
Micah was surprised. "I don't remember Mr. Hart."
"He's new. Requested the most beautiful escort we have."
Micah covered his laugh with a cough. "Didn't he bother looking at the website?"
"Sounded like he decided to get an escort last minute," Lance said, clicking some more. "He didn't want to take the time to look through pictures."
One thing Micah loved about The Kline Agency was that while most escort services posted full body shots and bios on their websites, Kline posted only profile shots, no faces. Potential clients had to register first. Full-face pictures only went out to email after Lance ran a background check. Micah couldn't hide if his picture was blasted all over a high volume website.
Lance sighed. "Get some sleep."
"Yeah, I'm tired." Micah unclasped the hair clip. "Is Candace back yet?"
"She's with her favorite client. But she said you could keep the clip. Something about how that color looks better in dark hair than red."
Micah nodded, replacing the clip before grabbing his bag. He would change when he got home.
Candace's hair clip stuck to the side of his head, pressed tightly because he'd worn a knit cap. His gloves had a hole in the right index finger, reminding him he had to buy a new pair before winter came and New York got seriously cold. The Kline Agency office was in a good part of the city. The streetlights were always working at every corner, and the cars lined up were clean without a scratch.
His studio was nice enough, considering how quickly he'd had to move and the funds he'd had available at the time. Unlocking the door, he kicked aside a pile of mail. He recognized letters from his mom, and his ex... they only brought back the terrible decisions he'd made.
Kisaki, a kitten he'd rescued, was waiting, rubbing his head affectionately against Micah's leg. "Hey baby," Micah cooed, dropping his bag on the table. "Hungry?" He held Kisaki with one hand while sifting through his cupboard for a fresh can of cat food. "I'm hungry too."
The scent of wet food had barely hit Micah's nostrils when he heard his phone buzzing from his bag. "Hello?"
There was a pause before a familiar voice made Micah cringe. "Don't hang up this time."
There was no way Micah was staying on the line. Breathing heavily, Micah slid to the floor, pressing the end button before resting on his side, one hand on Kisaki's back as he lapped up his food. He'd have to get his number changed. Again.


Sunday, August 25, 2013

Coming Soon from Changeling


This is the somewhat official blurb for my September Release, Chilled Champagne.


Micah’s job as a host is to be whatever his clients want him to be and he loves it. Especially because pretending to be anything is better than remembering what he’s running from. Mr. Daniel Hart, a client who had been expecting a female host is suddenly thrown into Micah’s world and won’t stop exploring until he knows Micah’s secrets.
 


Unable to stay away from Daniel, Micah continues to return to high society functions and is therefore reminded of the terrible scar on his chest and the man who gave it to him. Micah wants nothing more than to belong to the artistic Daniel, but being with him could mean having to face his dangerous past.

Flash Fiction Challenge

Challenge: You are in a library and need help from the sexy librarian...


            Being a Master’s student, certainly meant research and Eli definitely knew that. But doing a thirty to forty page research paper about…homelessness amongst youth was not a subject he knew well. After being raised by a wealthy couple who had adopted him, Eli knew next to nothing about homelessness.
             Which meant his dark curly hair was going to be half gone by the end of the paper because of his stress.
            “Excuse me,” a dark haired young man with blue glasses and freckles high on his cheeks stopped at the table, resting his arm on the stack of books. “You look like you could use some help?”
            Eli half knocked down the books next to him to make room for the mysterious young man to sit, if he wanted to. Clinging to a pen to desperately his knuckles ached, Eli tried to think of a question. Any question to get the young man to stay.
            “What do-um-social work?” Eli hated himself. Why couldn’t he form even the simplest sentences around beautiful men?
            “I’m the librarian assistant for social work,” the young man said softly.
            Eli couldn't believe his luck. 

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

New Changeling Encounter!

Hey Everyone. I have a new encounter out now with Changeling so if you'd like to read a sexy little story, head on over.

Friday, July 26, 2013

Guest Blog at author, Mychael Black's today!

Hello everyone,
Today I am a guest blogger at Mychael's Black's blog today.

Come read a sexy excerpt from my new release, Mookyul (Pretty Boy 3)

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Hump Day Humps

Mookyul by
Ana Raine

For Mookyul, an orphan living on the streets of Daegu, South Korea, street fighting is a way of life. But when he saves a beautiful young Korean man, Sae-Min, from a group of bullies, Mookyul attracts unwanted attention. The leader of the Korean Kkangpae mafia offers to absolve all of Mookyul's debt as well as giving him the chance to become a professional fighter -- but every offer from the Kkangpae has a price.

Is the chance at a life with Sae-Min worth the cost the Kkangpae will extract if Mookyul accepts their offer?





Excerpt:



“My… Kumiho,” Mookyul moaned as his dick rubbed against Sae-Min’s ass. Even though their pants separated their skin, the touch was indescribable.

“That’s right, I want you to beg for me.”

Mookyul was still in shock. He found his voice was dry. “Please, release me. I want to touch you.”

“I’ve wanted you since I saw you,” Sae-Min said, ignoring Mookyul’s desperate plea. “I want to make you mine."

“I would’ve run to you,” Mookyul admitted. He was glad his face was pressed into the crook of Sae-Min’s shoulder so his shame wouldn’t be visible. He released another moan as Sae-Min completely lowered himself over Mookyul’s cock and began to hump him. The friction made Mookyul’s legs tighten. He wanted to feel Sae-Min’s heat. “I want you, so fucking desperately.”

Sae-Min cleared his throat and Mookyul saw that he was going to speak but quickly added “My Kumiho.”

The smile that Sae-Min produced made Mookyul quiver.

“I don’t need a weakling,” Sae-Min stated, standing up. Mookyul whimpered at the loss of contact and was going to try to remove the cords, but realized that wouldn’t be right. The want to please was so strong, making everything else Mookyul wanted secondary.

“I need a strong man. One who can do everything I want him to do.” Sae-Min winked as he slowly undid the buttons of his shirt and let it fall to the floor. His fingers then went to his pants and he undid the button and zipper. His pants easily slide down his well-formed legs.

Mookyul lost the ability to breathe at the sight of a naked Sae-Min. His dick was so hard that it looked swollen at the tip. “Let me serve you, Kumiho,” Mookyul begged. He could almost taste the sweet skin.

“What kind of fox would I be if I were not sly?” Sae-Min laughed, bending over the desk. He was small so when he reached to the other side and slid open a drawer, only his toes touched the floor.

Mookyul stared at the round ass and pink hole the position exposed. He thought he was going to burst.
Spreading lube over his fingers, Sae-Min leaned his head against the desk, just enough so Mookyul could see his fluttering eyes and parting lips. Mookyul almost screamed with desire as he inserted a finger inside of Sae-Min, adding another slowly.

The blush spreading over Mookyul’s Kumiho’s face was far too lovely. Suggestively, Sae-Min began to move his hips in a circular motion. Mookyul could only stare and pant with helplessness.

“Shall I let you touch me now?” Sae-Min moaned as he stood up and turned around to face Mookyul.

“My mouth…” Mookyul drooled, “Kumiho.”

“I love how you already know what I want.”



Thursday, July 11, 2013

Mookyul (Pretty Boy 3) Now Available!!!

My next installment of my Pretty Boy series, Mookyul, releases today with Changeling Press.



X-Cerpt:

Five years of living on and off the streets, and Mookyul's debt had reached an all time high. At first it was a few won here, a little more there. But now... the overwhelming weight of hundreds of thousands of won in debt was crashing down on him. He had no choice but to bloody his fists.

Ku-Yun, a man older than Mookyul, and his fourth opponent of the day, crashed to the ground. The man managed to roll to his knees and spit out blood mixed with dirt. The jeers of the crowd around them would have been enough to drive any man crazy, but Mookyul had mastered the best locations for street fighting and he planned on making sure that he didn't lose.

The other opponents hadn't been as strong as the current one. Backing away, he pulled at his sweaty shirt until he was able to tear it away from his body.

"Keep fighting, Ku-Yun," a voice from the crowd screamed.
The combination of the blaring sun and chain link fence surrounding the two fighters kept Mookyul from making out any faces. Not that he'd see anyone familiar. He'd left behind everyone he'd cared about behind when he'd left the orphanage.
Whenever he fought, he couldn't help but think about Kwang-Dae and how he'd had to leave. Even after five years, there was still pain.
Mookyul pretended that he had a cramp in his upper thigh and began to massage his leg. As Ku-Yun came closer, his fists raised and a smug look on his face, Mookyul lowered his hand and spun around, kicking out violently until Ku-Yun stumbled back. Again, Mookyul raised his leg and sprung out at Ku-Yun's head. The blood that ran down the side of his face from his left eye was proof enough that Mookyul had won the fight.

There was nothing ceremonious about winning, except a pile of money.

Loud jeers went around the makeshift ring, and soon the coins were raining down on Mookyul, staining his skin with their indecency. Gathering as many as he could carry, tucking them into the middle of his shirt and bundling it up, Mookyul made to leave.

"I demand a rematch." Ku-Yun was a sight to see. His lip had been bloodied badly and was split in the center. The red gushing blood had stained what teeth he had left, causing him to look like a cross between an ogre and a man.

"Not tomorrow." Mookyul heaved his heavy earnings over his wounded shoulder. He winced slightly at the contact of the fabric rubbing against his abrasion.

"Why? Too tired?" Ku-Yun goaded. A crowd had surrounded Ku-Yun protectively, their eyes alight with a fiery passion that let Mookyul know whose side they were on.

"Perhaps." Mookyul knew how to stay out of a fight if he needed to. Why fight when he was injured if he could heal a little first?

"Perhaps?" Ku-Yun laughed loudly behind Mookyul, who had turned away and was leaving.

The sun was starting to set, but the motel he was currently staying at wasn't far. The coins clashed against each other, making Mookyul sound like a walking bank account, but he didn't mind. He had made enough to pay some of his debt and still have some leftover to buy some rice. He was down to his last bowl.

"Where ya' going wearing those nice clothes?"

Normally, Mookyul wouldn't have stopped walking -- especially when he wasn't the one being talked to. Being attacked in this part of Daegu was common, so if Mookyul stopped to help everyone caught in a fight, he would wind up broken before midnight.

But the voice that answered stopped him in his tracks. "I'm not giving you anything."

"That so?"

"Yes."

The young man in question was wearing a tailored white and black suit with an expensive diamond watch around his wrist. The watch was probably the reason the two men were standing on either side of him, pinning him against the wall of a building. They were out of view, holding his arms. Mookyul had never seen someone so impeccably dressed.

At least he'd never seen a man with such expensive tastes in that alley. Usually, the rich men who came to watch got into cars waiting nearby and left as soon as the fight was over.
Mookyul had no idea what made him move forward. The coins protested with their weight, and even though he knew setting them down would mean their possible loss, he did so anyway. "Hey."
The two thugs stepped back, but kept their hands firmly around each of the young man's wrists. They wore cheap clothing, torn in various places, and pants falling low on their hips. The young man pinned against the wall had the blankest expression Mookyul had ever seen.
Being void of emotion was common in South Korea, but Mookyul found the young man all the more beautiful. He felt a strong need to further explore the young man's expressions. Mookyul felt shame and looked away for a moment.

Mookyul knew he should run. I'll be found out, he couldn't help but think. Already, Mookyul's palms were sweating and his heart was racing. He inhaled the scents around him, an excited feeling pitting through his stomach as he tried to smell only the young man.

They could have the money. He just wanted their prey.

Mookyul's hands seemed to move of their own accord as he thought only of possessing the young man. The moment his hand collided with the back of one of the mugger's heads, he felt the strong pang of want -- a desire he knew he couldn't admit or accept.

The man sputtered and spun around, trying to get on equal footing with Mookyul. In the mugger's attempt to face Mookyul, he dragged the delicately dressed man to the ground.

Mookyul felt more rage hit his chest as he saw the shameful dirt clouding the once white crisp suit. He punched the other man, cornering him. Jumping back, Mookyul raised his leg and kicked the first man in the side of the head and then the other attacker. There was a loud snap as Mookyul slammed the second man into the side of the building. Blood dripped down the wall.

Seeing the blood made Mookyul's pulse race. Frantically he searched for where he had deposited his money, but there was only empty wall.

"I have it," the young man said, holding up the shirt with the coins for

Mookyul's inspection. "You have to go."

Mookyul knew better than to touch the young man. Knew that especially if the young man was older than him, touching him would be shameful, but the two thieves were regaining consciousness. "You come too."

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