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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.

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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.

Humps Day Humps

Chilled Champagne R excerpt by Ana Raine

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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.

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.

Buy Link:

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

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.

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. 

New Changeling Encounter!

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