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Monday, February 17, 2020

Movie Monday

Today I'm going to talk about three series that I binged over the last couple weeks: The Witcher, October Faction, and season 2 of Lost in Space.


I'll start with the Witcher, which I loved. Most especially the fact that the Witcher himself is a snarky bastard. I love love love the grumpy heroes. Have you read The Jarheads? My Rock is unapologetically gruff and grumpy and very dear to me. I love writing the grumpy demons etc. So I loved Geralt very much. And if you can throw some humor in with the action I'm so there. The hubby and son watched with me - apparently they've both played the games. And so I found out through them that the guy who wrote the books that the game and show was also involved with the show, which rocks.

I know some people complained about the timeline, or at least the lack of cues regarding where each storyline was in the whole. But I didn't mind that at all, in fact I enjoyed realizing all of a sudden that for instance Geralt was actually in the castle when it was being attacked. If only the Queen had allowed him to take the princess with him in the first place...

Anyway - I highly recommend this one, especially if you like dungeons and dragons, the lord of the rings, or magic and magical creatures of all kinds.

October Faction wasn't bad at all. It's set in our world, modern times, and the parents belong to an organization that hunts monsters, while the twins don't know anything about their monster hunting ways. I imagine if you like the genre, you'll enjoy this. I certainly did. I liked learning about the organization, about who the villain was (and how maybe she wasn't the villain of the piece after all.) Anyway, a fun monster hunter show.

Lost in Space, season 2, was as good as season 1 in my opinion. My biggest complaint was that there wasn't enough of the robot in this one. I especially liked the way the humans are finding out that the robots aren't exactly like human-made robots and that just maybe they're sentient, too...

My favorite characters are the robot, Don and Dr. Smith. Also, I like the Robinson kids better than the Robinson parents. Mom Robinson is super smart and I like that, but sometimes her uber focus is annoying and she needs to work on being able to relate to people - which just makes her human, I guess, but these are some of the qualities that I like least.

If you're into science fiction and haven't checked out Lost in Space yet, go for it.

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Saturday, February 15, 2020

Smutterday - Blindfolded for Love

Brand new as of yesterday, it's Blindfolded for Love, the second book in the Nailz series, which stars two friends of Rick's.

Will it take a blindfold to help two longtime friends see what’s right in front of them?

Jared Durant and Dorian Fitzhugh have been friends since their university days. Busy and at the top of their game work-wise, they nonetheless have stayed in touch, their friendship deepening. What neither man realizes is that he’s been starring in the other’s fantasies for a long time.

It takes Rick Hernerby, the mutual friend who introduced them in the first place, to finally get the ball rolling with a devious Valentine’s Day gift neither Jared nor Dorian will soon forget.

buy links:
Kobo (until Monday)
Amazon (and KU starting on Monday)

Smutty Excerpt:

He stepped through the door into an antechamber with a place for the trappings of his day-to-day life.
His leathers were there, the tight-fitting pants black and buttery soft. The harness with its metal O-rings also black. Jesus, Rick had thought of everything. It made him wonder how much he’d had to bribe the staff here to do this, but he supposed all he needed to know was that it had happened. He changed into his leathers, using the routine of undressing and redressing to get him into the right headspace. There was a note on the door. “His safeword is Red Light.” Excellent.
Dorian checked himself in the mirror when he was done. He looked every inch the studly master. Perfect.
Then he took the mask—black and filling his nose with leather—and settled it over his eyes before striding into the next room to discover his plaything.
He took two steps and immediately stopped short, his breath trapped in his chest.
It was Jared bound there in the center of the room, standing with arms and legs cuffed with leather, the chains spreading him wide. Crimson cloth cut the pale skin—silencing eyes and mouth, binding the heavy, turgid cock.
Fucking hell. This was his fantasy, laid out for him. Did Jared know? Was he in on this with Rick? Could Dorian trust this? He pushed that last thought back immediately. Jared and Rick were friends and Rick wouldn’t hurt him by joking about this, not like this.
If anyone didn’t know, it was Jared. Rick had always said that if Jared had half the energy he spent on running away from his needs…
“Good evening, boy.”
Jared went still, then shook his head as if to clear it.
“I see you have a bell in your hand as you’re gagged.” He began to relax into his role. Rick seemed to have thought of absolutely everything, and Dorian was going to trust that. “Jingle it once if you understand dropping it is your safeword until I remove the gag.”
Jared shivered but jingled the bell once.
“Excellent. Now I can explore my new acquisition.”
He walked deliberately around Jared, admiring every line. Fuck, the man was even better looking naked than he could have imagined. The heavy cock was full, wet-tipped, and waxed to within an inch of Jared’s life.
That must have been quite a vision. He licked his lips and slid his finger along Jared’s chest, enjoying the smooth, warm skin. The tiny nips went tight and hard, begging his attention. He flicked one idly, smiling as Jared’s entire body tightened, Jared’s fingers curling in on themselves. He circled the little nipple, then flicked his fingernail across it again.
That earned him a low moan, and Jared arched, yearning toward him.
He hummed, letting his fingers slide down to circle the full, bound cock. The skin here was also smooth and based on the shiver that went through Jared, more sensitive as well. Dorian tapped the tip, none too gently, and watched the hard flesh bob. It made him lick his lips, his whole body on alert, aroused and wanting.
“Have they filled you, boy? Or did they save that for me?”
Jared shook his head, cheeks flushing a dark rose.
“Good. I assume you are ready, though.” Slick and open. If Jared was his for more than just one day, Jared would always be stretched, lubed, ready for his will at any time day or night.
Jared nodded furiously, Adam’s apple bobbing, and Dorian walked around behind Jared, spreading the sweet cheeks wide so he could see the glistening hole that waited for his attentions.
“Excellent.” He pushed two fingers in, fucking a few times and spreading his fingers apart to open Jared up a little. The tiny hole was tight and hot inside. “Oh, I could tear you up, boy, and make you beg for more.”
He was going to start now by plugging Jared’s hole. Filling him until it was time to fuck him. Then there’d be some fun.

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Saturday, February 8, 2020

Smutterday - If You Really Go Demon

As promised, here's a smutty excerpt for If You Really Go Demon! Now 15% off the regular price at Changeling Press!

If You Really Go Demon

Griff has been living with a terrible secret for centuries. He’s a high demon, but he has wild needs and desires to be a pleasure demon -- to submit to another. Such things are forbidden in hell, but he finally breaks down and confesses his desires to his best friend Savilry, risking not just their friendship but his own safety.

He could never have dreamed Savilry’s response, and Griff will never be the same again.

buy links:
Changeling - available now - 15% off!
Apple Books - avaible for pre-order now, out on the 14th
Amazon - available for pre-order now, out on the 14th
Kobo - available for pre-order now, out on the 14th

Smutty Excerpt:

“You said you wanted a master. Show me that you mean it.” Sav sat back a little on the couch, spreading his legs. Griff couldn’t miss the nearly hard cock in Sav’s gauzy pants.

Could he do this? Could he kneel before Sav, take that heavy cock in his lips?

Sav was still rubbing Griff’s horn, and the act made his eyes cross, made him slip between Sav’s thighs like a lower demon who was made to pleasure his master.

“Maybe there’s something to these visions of yours.” Sav opened his thin pants with one hand, fat cock popping up and slapping Griff in the face.

Sav gave him an arch look, like his best friend was daring him to say no. To laugh and refuse, or just run away maybe.

He wasn’t a coward, though. He’d lived with these dreams for a century; he could do this. There was no shame in pleasure. He leaned down, tongue dragging over the fat, swollen tip, the flavor there shocking, electrifying.

Sav moaned for him, the sound low and luscious. And Sav kept stroking his horns, fingers moving slowly along them. Griff closed his eyes, his suction increasing as his need did.

“Such a pretty demon. I’ve been jealous of your coloring for years.”

He flushed darker, hotter, and he pulled harder on the flesh in his mouth.

“Beelzebub, you’re good at this. Have you been doing this on the sly?” Sav’s words were husky, needy.

He lifted his head, shocked. “No! I’ve never!”

“Well you’re very good at it, Griff. Like so good. But you stopped.” Sav pouted.

“You asked me a question!” Of course he answered.

“Well, you’ve answered it already -- so get back to it!”

He didn’t want to, but he liked it when Sav ordered him around like that. Sav’s finger’s dug into the heavy braids around his horns, claws massaging him down deep.

“Don’t stop, Griff. You’ve got a magical tongue.”

The praise made him beam, made him suck hard, striving for the kind words again. Drop after smoky drop of pre-come slipped from Sav’s cock to land on his tongue.

He could learn to crave it, that flavor, the touch of Sav on his head.

“Suck harder. You’re making me buzz and it feels good.” Sav’s voice poured over him like honey and he sucked harder.

He wanted to make Sav come. He wanted to pull Sav’s pleasure out of him. He wanted to know. Please. Please, Master.

Sav began to thrust, pushing up into his mouth, and making little noises. The fingers around his horns squeezed and released, the sensation making him gasp. He was so unbelievably hard and every moment increased his need.

His hips began to move, to hunt for friction against the fabric of his pants.

“Gonna come,” Sav warned him. “Gonna come hard.”

He braced himself, swallowing hard, over and over -- he wasn’t backing off now.

Sav cried out for him and seed poured down his throat. It was shocking. It was salty and smoky and sweet all at the same time. Sav’s fingers dug into his scalp, into his horns, and he continually swallowed convulsively.

Griff rested his cheek on Sav’s thigh, his cock aching with his need.

“Wow. Seriously, Griff. You are very good at that. And your enthusiasm… yeah. You’ve definitely been thinking about it, haven’t you? A whole lot.”

He ducked his head and pulled away, forcing himself to stand. “I should probably go, shouldn’t I?”

“Sit down, Griff. You need to deal with that erection you’re sporting before the skin splits.” Sav leaned forward, dark eyes shining. “I could help you with that.”

“Please.” Oh, please. He wanted nothing more.

“You want me to take you?” Sav asked, licking his lips. “Or do something  simpler?” Sav didn’t specify which of those options he would prefer.

Griff moaned, his knees buckling. “I --” How did he answer that?

“I’d love to fuck you if that’s what you want. I mean, you did say you wanted to take it, right?” Sav patted his cock, which had barely gone down at all post-blowjob and was looking like it was going to head back to hard.

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Thursday, February 6, 2020

Throwback Thursday

I recently put up a couple of books that were originally out with Resplendence Publishing. I originally wrote this one in 2013 for their Handcuffs and Lace line, featuring cops and BDSM. Needless to say I had a lot of fun with this one.

It's available on Amazon and KU!

Royal Flush

Three years ago, Royal played slave to Mike’s Master while working undercover in the leather community, and their relationship has never recovered. After a perp’s accusation of impropriety, Royal and Mike decide taking early retirement with a pension is easier than fighting false charges. Nursing his wounds in a bar, Royal’s interrupted by a man from his past, from the very time when things with Mike started disintegrating.

Big, bald, and tattooed, Bone is a piercer with confidence and attitude to spare. He can’t believe his luck, spotting Royal at the bar. Here’s Bone’s chance at the man he’s wanted since giving Royal a very intimate piercing for an undercover stint. “I bet you’re still wearing my ring,” he challenges Royal, hoping the man will not only take this bet, but the next one as well. In fact, Bone is betting their future happiness on it.


Royal sat at the bar and watched the whiskey swirl in his glass, the ice cubes clinking together, the scent of the liquor like spoiled cologne.


This shit sucked, so hard.

Ten years of working on the force. Eight years of working homicide. Three years deep undercover. Shit, he was the bastard who had helped collar Newt Lansome, the Craft Killer, and it only took one bad collar. One asshole swearing Royal had fudged with evidence and he…


Resign and keep your pension, or you and your partner can both get eaten alive by the fucking IA bastards.

It figured he had enough feelings, stupid as they were, about Mike that he’d agreed to the deal. Hell, he thought Mike was probably tickled. They’d never recovered from their last heavy case… Sure, Mike had known Royal was gay, but the undercover case had slammed it home to Mike in a way Royal’s former partner had obviously not wanted to know.

Royal shook his head, knocked back the booze, hoping it would ease things a bit.

A shadow fell over him and a low sexy chuckle sounded. “I bet you’re still wearing my ring.”

“What?” Surely no one was talking to him. Not here.

The guy leaned against the bar next to him, muscled body appearing, face coming into view. The guy had short spiky hair dyed completely white. There were about a dozen piercings in one ear, the other one empty. And tattoos… Royal could see a dragon’s head coming up over one shoulder, looking right at him from the dude’s neck.

“I said I bet you’re still wearing my ring.”

Bone. The piercer. The fucking stud of a piercer who’d put a ring in Royal’s cock.

Oh, God.

Oh, Jesus.

Royal had been Collin then, and Mike had been Louis. Master Louis and his boy. Mike, who was the straightest man on earth, was inadvertently fulfilling Royal’s dirtiest fantasies.


Jesus. Bone’s smile was wicked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Royal’s cock and the ring embedded in the tip bobbed in his jeans.

Bone chuckled. “I’ll put money on it, man.”

“Look, I don’t…” Royal didn’t look the same. He couldn’t. He had a beard now, hair shaggy and loose, and he wasn’t being the needy, kinky bottom boy.

“A hundred bucks says I’m right. Two seconds in the men’s, and it’s yours if I’m barking up the wrong tree.” That wicked smile flashed again. “But I’m not.”

“What do you want, man?” Royal couldn’t win that bet, so he wouldn’t take it.

He remembered watching Bone hold his cock, pierce it, slid the thick ring through his slit. Mike had thrown up afterward, just disgusted. Royal hadn’t thrown up, though. He hadn’t even wanted to.

“You’re pricklier than I remember.”

“Things have changed.” Royal had changed. The whole fucking world had changed.

“You still on the job?” Bone had known. He’d been the one who’d told them what piercings a slave might have.

“No.” Bone had been their source, had taught them how to behave. Royal hadn’t been sure Mike would ever look at him again.

“So take the bet. We can change the terms. If you’re still wearing it, you give me a blow job; if you aren’t, I’ll give you one.”

Well, fuck. He just… Fuck. “How about double or nothing?”

“Sure.” Bone grinned, the look wicked. “I bet you want to give me that blow job.”

“And I bet you want to be on your knees for me. What’s the challenge?” He’d had just enough whiskey to be stupid.

“You’re the one who wanted to go double or nothing. You name the challenge.”

“Arm wrestling?”

Bone snorted, shook his head. “How about I bet I can make you come without touching you? I do it; you come be my slut for the weekend. I don’t… You get whatever you want.”

“Whatever I want?” That was a pretty big fucking bet.

Bone looked him up and down, licked his lips. “Whatever you want.”

“Okay.” He’d jacked off this morning, and shit, he wasn’t in that oh-do-me-now space, so yeah. Yeah. He could hang with this.

Bone held out his hand, and they shook.

Shit, the man’s hand was big. Hot. It had touched him, intimately. God, as soon as he got his blowjob, he was going home and hiding.

Bone let go slowly and signaled for a beer. “You want to do this here, or at a private booth?”

“I drink here a lot, man. We’ll sit in the back.”

“Lead the way. Your ass will be my inspiration.”

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Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Book Day Wednesday

On Friday I have a new release with Changeling Press! This is the second book in the Once You Go Demon series. You don't have to have read the first book to get this one - it's set in the same world (that would be Hell, as these boys are demons!) There's an excerpt below and look for a smutty excerpt on Saturday!

If You Really Go Demon

Griff has been living with a terrible secret for centuries. He’s a high demon, but he has wild needs and desires to be a pleasure demon -- to submit to another. Such things are forbidden in hell, but he finally breaks down and confesses his desires to his best friend Savilry, risking not just their friendship but his own safety.

He could never have dreamed Savilry’s response, and Griff will never be the same again.

buy links:
Changeling - available on Friday the 7th
Apple Books - avaible for pre-order now, out on the 14th
Amazon - available for pre-order now, out on the 14th
Kobo - available for pre-order now, out on the 14th


“I’m sorry.” Griff’s horns ached, so heavy, so much -- they throbbed like a sore -- but he couldn’t look at his oldest, dearest friend. He didn’t want to see the disgust and disappointment in Savilry’s eyes. “I didn’t know who else to talk to.”

High demons were meant to rule, to control, to fight and gather magic and energy to them. To fuck and bite and dominate.

Something was terribly wrong with him.

Savilry tilted his head, horns curling beautifully from his head. Sav’s eyes were nearly black, his skin a lovely deep burgundy, his hair a shade darker than that. He blinked a few times, then reached out and touched Griff’s hand. “You did the right thing, coming to me. Bealzabub knows what would have happened if you’d pursued this on your own.”

“I’m so sorry. I just… I have these dreams.” Even just thinking about them made his cock respond.

Sav leaned toward him. “What kind of dreams? Tell me.”

“I --”

“Griff, this is the least you’ll be asked.”

His cheeks burned, his eyes cast down on his folded hands. “I dream about being taken, about being changed, about becoming someone else.”

“You dream of being the fuckee instead of the fucker?” Sav’s dark eyes settled on him, staring intently, his friend getting immediately to the heart of the matter.

“Yes. About being touched deep inside with my master’s seed.”

Sav’s eyes went wide, and he drew in a quick, sharp breath.

“Don’t hate me. Please. I didn’t know who else to talk to.” Who else would he tell that he intended to throw himself on the mercy of one of the leaders of the great houses?

“I could never hate you, Griff, but do you have any idea what you’re asking for?”

“To be taken. To make these awful cravings ease.”

“It’s not what you’re made for, though, and once you go down that path, it’s permanent. You can’t decide you want to come back. Your horns…” Sav reached out and stroked his horns, fingers slowly tracing them. “They’d shrink. You know that. Ours grow when we take our boys -- so do our cocks. What will you do if they just become tiny nubs? If they become something aching and tiny?”

His cock began to grow. He didn’t want that, of course, but at the same time he did. He needed it desperately.

Sav’s eyes went even wider. “I can smell your arousal.”

“I should go. I’m sorry.” God, he was so ashamed. He shouldn’t have told Sav; he hated that he was going to lose his best friend over this. He stood to flee.

“Sit down, Griff,” Sav told him and he sat immediately at the order. “We’re going to figure this out.”

Sav wrapped a hand around one of his horns, stroking slow and easy, steadily. He closed his eyes and hummed, the sensation settling right in his balls. Damn, that felt good.

“We are going to figure it out,” Sav repeated. “But before we do anything, I want your mouth on my cock.”

Time stopped. “What?”

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Tuesday, February 4, 2020

Top Ten Tuesday

Talking about the Twelve Apostles last week made me think of other places that I have been that were a similar experience. To me, there are some things in nature that are almost religious and they fill me with wonder. While these are my top ten amazing places in the world (that I have been to) they are not in any particular order because how can you put one of these amazing places ahead of the next? I can't and I don't want to, I just want to celebrate each one.

Top Tem Places That Have Amazed Me

  1. White Sands, New Mexico. Out of nowhere, there's this desert of the brightest white sand. You feel like there should be an ocean washing up on it, but there isn't. And it's so damn bright as to be almost blinding. Incredible.
  2. Cape Reinga, New Zealand. This is at the tip of the North Island and it's where the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean meet. I could have sat there on the bluff and watched the waters meet, listen to the waves crashing together, for days.
  3. Northen Tip of Jutland, Denmark. This is the northern tip of Denmark where the North and Baltic seas meet. It's just as powerful as Cape Reinga, but instead of lushness, it's all sand dunes. Still awesome.
  4. Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada. Talk about power. The water rushes over the edge and pounds down into the river below, throwing up tons of mist. They are loud and majestic and in the winter there is ice coating everything from railings to trees as the mist freezes in the cold. You can go behind the falls and see them from inside out. You can go on a boat that will take you as close as it can down below. Or you can just stand next to them, down the road from them, and watch and listen to the majesty.
  5. Great Barrier Reef, Australia. We took a day tour on a boat to see them, donned snorkles and swam above them. The colors were incredible, the formations amazing. I have never seen anything like them.
  6. Uluru and Kata Tjuta, Australia. First of all, all the red dirt in central Australia is really cool and then, out of the flat land are these rock formations. I can see why they are sacred to the aboriginals. I got to see Kata Tjuta at sunset and Uluru at sunrise. Magificent. Just make sure you wear one of those hats with the mesh that comes down around to your neck because omg, the flies!
  7. Heidelberg Castle, from Schlierbach. So when I was 10 we went to Germany for a year. We lived in a suburb of Heidelberg called Schlierbach, which was around the hill from the castle which hovered on the side of the hill over the city. You could walk along the hill and approach the castle and grounds from behind. When it isn't tourist season, this castle was 'ours' (and all the other Heidelbergers) and we would walk to it almost daily and wander around the grounds. 
  8. Fox and Franz Josef glaciers, New Zealand. I'm sure I would name other glaciers too if I had been to them, but these are the only two I have seen in person. I love the different colors of the ice, but the blues are my favorite part. It's incredible to imagine that these slow-moving giants have been around for so long and are continually changing. 
  9. Bay of Fundy, Nova Scotia, Canada. The water simply disappears for miles and miles when the tide is out. Nature is incredibly cool. Seriously.
  10. Beaches on the Atlantic ocean. I have been to the beach in Nova Scotia, and I have been to the beach in Florida and while one was warm and the other one much colder, they both have the waves coming in over and over again. I realize a lot of my top ten places involve water and it's because to me there is something peaceful and renewing about the water. It speaks to me somewhere inside. My sister got marries on the beach and we flew in late Friday and left early Sunday, but I spent almost every moment of Saturday on or near the beach and could hear the water the entire time and when we got home I felt so reinvigorated. 
So there you have it, ten amazing places in the world. There are so many more that I have been to - all of New Zealand is incredible, from the caves, to the dormant and not-dormant volcanos, the mud pits, the glaciers and mountains, the beaches, the hundreds of years old trees... and that's just one country!

And I didn't even name the place that inspired this list in the first place! The Great Ocean Road, Australia, with its Twelve Apostles and other rock formations, and all that beach.

Have a wonderful Tuesday.
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Monday, February 3, 2020

Movie Monday

This past week I watched Terminator: Dark Fate







I have to preface this by saying that I am a huge Terminator fan. I have loved even the bad movies in this series and I even watched the TV show and was disappointed when it was cancelled.

I am also a huge fan of time travel and the paradox that changing things brings up - it's an endless loop of but if you come back to fix x, then it would have never happened, which means you never came back, which means it happened, so you came back to fix it but once you did, etc. I just love love love that paradox. The fact that it's totally problematic is so delicious.

So for this movie, they rebooted it kind of - they had the Arnie Terminator kill John Connor when he was young, so that when we fast foward to the present, it's an entirely new person who is important and needs protecting. And I liked that. I liked that they breathed some fresh air into it.

I also liked the fact that Linda Hamilton was back reprising her role of Sarah Connor. And how great is it that the protector who comes back is actually an enhanced human, and she's female. So there were three strong female leads.

I loved that Arnie was back, that his Terminator had learned to care for someone and that Sarah Connor did not forgive him, but worked grudgingly with him to advance the right side.

Lots of action, a really neat new bad guy Terminator that could split up between his skeleton and the parts of him that could morph into anything. Very cool.

I enjoyed this one!

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Saturday, February 1, 2020

Smutterday - Totally Covered

As promised, here's a wee smutty excerpt from Totally Covered for your Saturday enjoyment :)

Mal has been Burke and Darby’s sub for a lot of years. As an undercover cop, he needs the release his once a quarter visits give him. Burke and Darby get a lot of out of the visits, too. Both Doms, it’s important for them to share a sub now and then to keep them on an even keel.

All that changes, though, when Mal is shot on the job and needs to stay with Burke and Darby during his recovery. Can his Doms bring Mal out of the funk his last undercover stint has left him in? Or will the three of them finally go their separate ways?

Find out in this second edition of Totally Covered.

Available at Amazon/KU.

Smutty Excerpt: 

Dar tugged Mal to him, mouth dropping onto Mal’s as he took the kiss he’d been wanting for weeks.

Oh, God. His boy. Their boy. Moaning, he tugged Mal in close, his hands holding onto that perfect little ass.

So patient. They’d been so fucking patient. He couldn’t wait anymore, he couldn’t stop kissing and holding and rubbing against his boy. He wanted to touch, to taste every inch, to eat Mal alive.

Key stepped up behind Mal, moving Dar’s hands away, so the little swim trunks could be pulled down. He grabbed that skin as soon as it was bare, though, squeezing hard. Key pressed up against Mal, pushing the lean body into him. He reached up, fingers tangling in the long, wet hair.

Key bent and began to suck at Mal’s neck. Mal’s response pushed into his lips, those beautiful green eyes wide. That’s what they needed, Mal’s full attention.

Dar pushed his knee between Mal’s legs, spreading them, pushing at the sweet balls. Key began to rock, pushing Mal into Dar again and again. Mal’s cock started to fill, and Dar wanted to crow.

He bit at Mal’s lower lip, at his tongue. Not hard, just enough for Mal to feel it. He felt Mal’s hips roll, buck against him. He wanted to howl in triumph. His needy boy.

Key’s hands started moving Mal, rocking the three of them together.

Dar broke the kiss, looking into Mal’s eyes. “You. Once. And then the ring goes on.”

Key popped Mal’s ass hard, once. “What do you say, boy?”

Mal swallowed audibly. “Yes, Sir.”

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Friday, January 31, 2020

Random Friday is Random

  • Good Morning!
  • I got caught up on all my shows on the regular networks, so I have been binging stuff on demand and the various streaming services - caught up with The Gifted and I'd love if they would do a third season of this. Also started watching the second season of Lost in Space. My fave characters are the Robot and Dr. Smith. I like the Robinson kids, but the parents occasionally make me grumble. 
  • Winter so far has been - here have some really cold weather, oh yeah, snow, let's throw a bunch of snow at you. Wait, let's warm up above zero (freezing) so a bunch of the snow melts but there's nowhere for it to go so the sidewalks are now water and slush piles so your feet are soaked right through - sorry, not sorry. I miss the good old-fashioned winter where it was darn cold for three-four months solid and only started melting when it was serious about it being spring. This back and forth crap makes it hard for walking (and is great for creating tons of potholes.)
  • Nonetheless I'm loving the snow on the ground and it's just so beautiful while it's snowing, with everything covered in white
  • I'm still baking, just not as much as I do at Christmas. I've got a batch of maple walnut cookies in the oven. I'm seeing my folks today and I wanted to bring them some. 
  • I start Ozempic on Monday. I'm nervous, because the pharmacist and doctor said I have to watch closely at first to make sure my sugars don't drop too low. But I'm also nervous that it isn't going to work that way for me and my sugars are just going to remain as they are. I have to admit to feeling like a failure that I can't keep them down better. Unfortunately I love carbs in almost all the forms they come in...
  • I can't believe it's the last day of January today - where the heck did the month go?
  • I wish you all a very happy weekend

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Thursday, January 30, 2020

Throwback Thursday

I've gotten the rights back to the Iron Eagle Gym series and I re-released them in August on Amazon/KU. Now they've just been added to Kobo!

I love the new covers for the books - the bright rainbow of them and how they are all recognizably a part of a series.
Most of the books are stand alone, although like the Hammer Club, a few are not and the characters make cameo appearances in each other's stories.

The New Boy is the first book in the series and the second book - The Perfect Sub follows the second couple in The New Boy more closely. They are sort of yin and yang - The New Boy tells the story of a sub brand new to the lifestyle and his new relationship with his Dom, while The Pefect Sub is the tale of a long-term sub in a long-term relationship. They make a delicious contrast.

The Luckiest Master is a stand alone. In this book, the sub has lost his master and is adrift without another master to serve. I do enjoy writing about Service as a lifestyle/kink so to speak.

The Closet Boy and The Dom's Way are a pair. Their story got too long for a single book. I enjoyed writing them so much. Way'ra stole my heart.

The Eager Boy is all about the sub that Way'ra sees having an intense scene at the gym. He just wouldn't leave my mind and I knew I had to write his story. It turned out he had a lot going on that I wasn't expecting. I do love it when the characters have more going on than I realize.

The Gentle Dom is just that - about a Dom who is gentle and kind, and gives his new sub exactly what he needs. I do love how every couple in the lifestyle is different and some are sweet, some are super kinky, some just want to look after each other. This book reminded me of that.

And lastly, there's The Needy Boy. These are old lovers who discover each other again, only neither of them were in the lifestyle when they were first together, so they're not even sure that they are still compatible. Oh, and the Dom is a baker, which is close to my heart.

You can find them all on Kobo or Amazon.

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Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Book Day Wednesday

Totally Covered was originally published by Resplendence Publishing, which went out of business a couple of summers ago. I've self-published the book and it's now available at a lower price on Amazon and is also available on KU. There's an excerpt of the book here - look for a smutty excerpt on Saturday!

Mal has been Burke and Darby’s sub for a lot of years. As an undercover cop, he needs the release his once a quarter visits give him. Burke and Darby get a lot of out of the visits, too. Both Doms, it’s important for them to share a sub now and then to keep them on an even keel.

All that changes, though, when Mal is shot on the job and needs to stay with Burke and Darby during his recovery. Can his Doms bring Mal out of the funk his last undercover stint has left him in? Or will the three of them finally go their separate ways?

Find out in this second edition of Totally Covered.

Available at Amazon/KU.


Burke was surprisingly nervous.

It wasn’t like they hadn’t been friends with Malcolm for over twelve years. It wasn’t like Malcolm hadn’t been to the house hundreds of times in those last twelve years. They’d shared wine, laughter, good food, wild sex. They’d loved on Malcolm, torn him inside out, and rebuilt him countless times. They were Malcolm’s ground. They broke him and put him back together, so that he could keep doing his job.

Being an undercover cop was stressful.

Malcolm didn’t have family or friends. He had Burke and Darby. And they liked it like that. It meant they could play hard without having to bring someone new into their relationship. Hell, Malcolm was their sub in all but a few practicalities: that he didn’t live with them was the biggest.

All that had changed when Malcolm had been shot two weeks ago. Their lover had been hurt on the job before, but never like this, never in a life-threatening manner. Malcolm had stayed with them many times in the past, but this time he was coming to recuperate from a physical hurt, not a mental or emotional one, and Burke found himself nervous.

Darby chuckled. “Babe. Relax. It’s Malcolm.”

“I know, but…”

“But you’re worried he’s going to find out you’re a closet baker?”

Burke threw the pillow he’d been moving from one couch to the other at Dar. “Ass.”

Dar plucked the pillow out of the air and turned to wriggle his butt in Burke’s direction. “I thought I saw you admiring it.”

He rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help laughing, relaxing. Dar knew him so well.

Warm, strong hands landed on his arms, Dar giving him a little shake and looking him in the eye. “Malcolm needs us, just like always. Would you have him turn to anyone else in his time of need?”

Burke’s “No!” was immediate and heartfelt. No, Malcolm was theirs.

Maybe that was the problem—he and Darby knew that, had known it for over a decade. Malcolm on the other hand… Well, their boy still believed he had a choice, still believed he wasn’t impossibly entwined with them. Burke didn’t know if Malcolm was ready to discover that he was indeed home when he was with his Doms.

The doorbell rang and Burke growled a little as he headed to let Malcolm in. “I still don’t understand why he didn’t let us pick him up from the hospital.”

“Because he’s still the most stubborn son-of-bitch you’ve ever met—he was shot in the chest and belly, not the head.”

Snorting, Burke flung open the door.

“Hey.” Mal stood there, bag in hand, white as milk and swaying. “I’m here.”

Thank God, they’d seen him every day in the hospital, so they knew that the heavy muscles had become lean, that the short, short black hair was shaggy now. This undercover assignment might have destroyed Mal, even if the bullets hadn’t hit him.

Burke kept his growls inside and bit back his complaints about Mal not letting them come pick him up. Instead, he stepped up and wrapped an arm around Mal’s waist, taking the man’s bag in his other hand. “Welcome home, boy.”

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Tuesday, January 28, 2020

Top Ten Tuesday

I was going to do this last Tuesday and then all of a sudden it wasn't Tuesday anymore! So here this week are my Top Ten Birthday Things.

Top Ten Birthday Things.

10. When I turned 18 my best friend, whose birthday was two months minus three days before mine, took me to a bar (18 is the legal drinking age in Montreal) and I discovered that I do not like the taste of alcohol at all. Not much has changed - I do enjoy a very fruity cider, and a not too strong frozen lime margarita, but otherwise, yech.

9. Several of my tattoos were birthday gifts from the hubby.

8. My sister's traditional gift has become dinner and a movie - we've done it the last ten years or so.

7. My nephew always makes his own cards on a piece of plain 8x11 printer paper and ever since he could write he makes me tear up with the nice things he says.

6. When I was little we could choose anything we wanted for our birthday supper. I almost always chose KFC - we pretty much never ate out and I just loved the chicken.

5. When I was seven or eight - can't remember which one it was - I got a card with a picture of a bike cut out of a catalog in it - and as soon as spring arrived, I got my first ever bike.

4. This year my daughter got me not only a GC for a massage, but included a little coupon in her card for a lift there and back, as well as lunch!

3. Schnizle mitt frits on my birthday in Heidelberg when I turned 11.

2. It has become a tradition on my birthday that my mom makes me seafood tartelette - a danish dish that I love. It's served in little tart shells with a creamy sauce and had little shrimp, scallops and asparagus in it. So yummy. (like a grown up version of the KFC I used always want for my bday supper). I found a recipe in english for it - only instead of the codfish balls they use in this recipe, my mom's are made with scallops.

1. I turned 25 in Australia. My sister and I were travelling Down Under at the time and on this day we did a drive with a wee tour along the Great Ocean Drive. I loved the Twelve Apostles formation so much.

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Monday, January 27, 2020

Movie Monday

Saw two movies over the weekend. Very different, but very good movies.

The Spy Who Dumped Me and Death Note.


So I really enjoyed The Spy Who Dumped Me. It was basically your typical buddy action movie, but the buddies were ladies, which rocked. There was lots of action, it was funny as heck, and in the end, the ladies rescue themselves. I will say that Morgan made the movie. It would probably have been good anyway, but that character was just perfect from her name - Morgan Freeman - she has no trouble getting reservations anywhere - to her sharing of absolutely every detail of her life with her mom - to her staunch support and love for her BFF.

I also like Death Note a lot. It's based on a manga (hubby has seen the anime series based on the manga as well).

The whole premise is fascinating and I would have enjoyed a series or several movies to explore the idea further, but I didn't feel like the movie was missing a whole lot. It was good and great food for thought. And Willem Dafoe was excellently cast as the demon!

So two thumbs up and recommended for both movies from me.

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Monday, January 20, 2020

Movie Monday

I watched two movies over the weekend.

Gemeni and Kingsmen: The Golden Circle. I went into both without any expectations aside from the fact that the premise for Gemini was interesting and I thought the original Kingsmen was okay, but not great.


Well, the second Kingsmen makes the first look like a fantastic movie. It was slow moving and had a lot of stupid in it. Ironically, the best parts of the second one are the fight scenes, which in the first one felt gratuously violent. If you loved the first one, you will probably enjoy this one, as long as you go in expecting it to be not as good as the orginal. I'm super glad I saw it on a streaming service and didn't actually pay for it.

Gemini I did pay for - the rental cost through my cable company, so I didn't pay as much as I would have seeing it in the theatre.

It's a little slow moving in some places, but I enjoyed this one. I especially liked that the female 'lead' was not a love interest, nor was she a damsel in distress. Yes, the hero winds up rescuing her, but only after they set it up for her to get caught. She kicked ass and saved her own butt more than once.

The premise was interesting - and it raises all sorts of questions that they don't answer at all (which is not surprising, nor I don't think necessary for the movie to do) but who do clones belong to? What's the ethics of how you treat clones? etc. These are questions that we are going to eventually have to answer as cloning becomes more refined and developed. Maybe it's not going to be a question my generation is going to have to worry about, but an upcoming generation will.

So if you only have time for one of these two movies, go with Gemini and leave Kingsmen on the viewing room floor ;)

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