Book Day Wednesday

My latest Shifter Rescue story - Three Uncaged -- is coming this week! Look for it on Friday from Changeling Press! I've put an excerpt here - look for a smutty one on Saturday.


Shifter Rescue: Three Uncaged

Stripe, Xeno and Shen are three cat shifters who have spent most of their lives in cages at a zoo. They're used to hiding their human selves, being abused and feeling hungry. When they are rescued and brought to the Old Tavern, along with the rest of the shifters at the zoo, the three are put in rooms together.

Unsure if they have just traded one cage for another, the three count on each other for comfort and protection. When they find they can share more than just comfort with each other, they very quickly become a collective. Now if only they knew if they were really safe, maybe they could start a new life together.

Buy links:
Changeling Press (available on Friday at 15% off)
Amazon - pre-order available on Friday
Kobo - pre-order available on Friday


Excerpt:

Stripe snarled as the door opened, throwing light into the room he shared with a panther and a snow leopard. He knew them both from the zoo, though they'd not had a chance to talk either as their animal selves or as human. It was dangerous to be human at the zoo. Hells, it wasn't great being a tiger at the zoo, either.
They weren't there anymore. He didn't know if this place was better or worse than the zoo, and he had no reason to trust. On the positive side, he wasn't alone here. So far, that was the only positive he'd found.

A slender man came through the door and turned on the light, flooding the room with brightness, revealing a kind face. "Easy, boys. Easy. You're safe here at the Old Tavern. I'm sorry for the cramped conditions, but almost that entire zoo was full of shifters, so you can imagine we're running short of accommodations. Hells, we even rescued the full animals -- I've never seen a zoo that wasn't even fit for rats. There's the bed in the corner, and I've got blankets and pillows on the way for nests. I am sorry there isn't more furniture, like chairs and a table, but we will eventually get that sorted. The bathroom has a sink with glasses on the counter if you need water. There's a bathtub and shower stall too. What can I get you guys to eat?"

The guy looked so earnest, but Stripe had to admit that despite that and the kind words, he still wasn't feeling very trusting at the moment. Sure, they had probably just been rescued, but maybe they'd just gone from the frying pan into the fire, you never knew.

The guy took another step in, moving toward the panther and snow leopard, who'd wrapped around each other, and Stripe put himself between them and their so-called rescuer. He wasn't letting anything bad happen to the pretty kits.

He growled softly. Back off. They're under my protection.

"Okay. I hear you. I'll just send meat. As soon as we can, we'll move you all into separate quarters, right?"

He simply growled again. He didn't even know for sure the kits needed his protection, but he was giving it anyway. He found himself feeling quite protective of his new... roommates? Fellow prisoners? Time would tell them what this place really was.

He had to admit that meat sounded good. They hadn't been fed in days at the zoo. Maybe nearly a week. He'd feel better if they had their strength built up before they had to really deal with anyone.

"If you need anything, you press the big red button on the phone here." The man pointed to the phone hanging on the wall next to the door. "Press it and someone will come as quickly as they can."

Stripe tossed his head, letting the man know he understood.

"I'll be back with meat soon."

Stripe tossed his head again. The words sounded like a promise, but he wasn't counting on anything.

The kits stayed together, quiet and still. He simply stared at the man.

"This is a good place." With that, the man bowed and left, leaving the light on as he tugged the door closed.

Stripe stalked slowly around the room, sniffing and looking in every corner. Then he went over to the pretty kitties and sniffed them, too.

They barely responded, both of them skinny and listless. He was beneath his fighting weight too, but not as badly as these two. It made him angry, and he roared, telling them he was pissed off on their behalf.

The snow leopard stood on shaky legs and faced him, roaring weakly. Stripe went up to the poor thing and licked his face. He wasn't a threat to these two. Just the opposite. Every instinct called to him to protect them. And that was what he would do.

As soon as he touched the lovely kit, a sense of pure comfort seemed to pass between them. He let his voice rumble. Hello, and you're safe. I have you. Then he tossed his head, looking over at the beautiful black panther.

Bright green eyes locked on to his, the glow sharp, sure, like the panther was burning alive. Stripe vocalized to this kitty, too. He would take care of them both now that they were out of their cages and all together. These two needed him.

And maybe he needed them, needed to feel necessary.


Sean
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Contest Winner and New Contest

Congrats to SMM, winner of an ebook copy of From the Get Go (which is on pre-order at Dreamspinner and will be available for download on September 28).

So it's time for a new contest and I found a little plush white bear and plush lion to represent Harry and Metro from Shifter Rescue: Spirit. So just send me an email -- seanmichaelwrites @ gmail . com (without the spaces) -- with "plushy spirit" in the subject line before midnight Thursday next week. I will randomly choose a winner on Friday. I do mail items overseas (yes, even to Australia) so feel free to enter no matter where you live.

When spirit-bear shifter Harry bursts into the Old Tavern, Pirou is more than happy to offer sanctuary to the bleeding and terrified man. After all, hysterical and clearly abused, Harry is just the kind of shifter the rescue operation is made for.

Metro is a friend of the rescue who comes in once a month to do the books. When he sees Harry, he feels sympathy for the little bear, and something deeper, too. As he spends more time with Harry, Metro falls for him. But will Harry ever be able to let go of the things that were done to him long enough to let Metro in?

Only time and patience will tell. Fortunately Metro's got both...

Buy links:

Changeling Press

All Romance Ebooks

Amazon

Kobo

Sean

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Smutterday - Shifter Rescue: Spirit

As promised, here is a smutty excerpt for Shifter Rescue: Spirit

When spirit-bear shifter Harry bursts into the Old Tavern, Pirou is more than happy to offer sanctuary to the bleeding and terrified man. After all, hysterical and clearly abused, Harry is just the kind of shifter the rescue operation is made for.

Metro is a friend of the rescue who comes in once a month to do the books. When he sees Harry, he feels sympathy for the little bear, and something deeper, too. As he spends more time with Harry, Metro falls for him. But will Harry ever be able to let go of the things that were done to him long enough to let Metro in?

Only time and patience will tell. Fortunately Metro's got both...

Buy links:
Changeling Press (15% off!)
All Romance Ebooks (pre-order)
Amazon (pre-order)

smutty excerpt:

“Come into the tub,” Master Lion suggested, taking his hands and walking backward, slowly drawing him into the water which was again both clean and hot.

“I like the warm, clean water.” That was a blessing.

“I’ve always taken it for granted,” Master Lion admitted. “I’ll not do that again -- I’ll remember that it is a blessing and that I’m lucky to have never wanted for it.”

“Yes. Yes.” No one wanted to be dirty and foul. No one.

Master Lion splashed him gently, the water flying against him.

He laughed suddenly, surprised and pleased. “Master Lion!”

“Yes?” Master Lion drew back, looking not the least bit innocent.

“You splashed me!” He couldn’t stop laughing, not at all.

“I did!” Master Lion laughed with him, and splashed him again.

Harry dared to splash back, careful not to get Master Lion’s face. More laughter sounded and Master Lion leaned in, pressing their lips together. Lightning slid down his spine and his eyes went wide. Oh. Oh, dear. Oh.

Master Lion moved their lips gently together, making his tingle. He reached out, flailing a bit, searching for a place to settle. Master Lion grabbed his hands and brought them to the broad shoulders. The kissing did not stop.

One gentle peck led to another and another, and each one felt like it built on the one before. Drawing back a tiny bit, Master Lion rubbed their noses together, smiling at him.

“You gave me kisses.” And he had liked it.

“I did. I want to give you more of them, too. And I want to give you touches and pleasure and orgasms.”

His eyebrow went up, his head tilted. “What are those?”

“Oh, Harry, there is so much for you to learn. And it’s all very good, I promise.” Master Lion kissed him again, tongue sliding into his mouth and the tingles got bigger.

“You’re tasting my mouth,” Harry said.

“I am. I want to taste all of you.”

What a silly thing to say.

“I’m not as good as berries,” Harry pointed out. They were sweet and bright and wonderful.

“I imagine you’re better than berries, little bear. Way better.” Master Lion leaned in and licked the water from his collarbone.

Harry gasped, his body tightening and flooding with sudden heat.

Another lick slid along his skin, Master Lion holding his hands on the broad shoulders, keeping them there. “You taste divine, Harry.”

He lifted his hand from beneath Master Lion’s and licked the back. “I taste clean.”

“I can taste more than just clean. There’s something very… little bear, very you about the flavor of your skin.”

“Do you taste differently from me?”

“I figure I do. Would you like to taste me?”

“It’s okay?” He didn’t want to do anything wrong.

Master Lion nodded. “I want you to taste me. Please?”

He leaned forward, licking a long line along Master Lion’s collarbone.

Master Lion moaned and tilted his head to the side. “More, please.”

“More.” Harry let his tongue drag over the stubbled throat.

“Your tongue feels so good on my skin,” Master Lion told him. “Like it’s magic.”

“No. This is tasting. Magic is different.”

“Is it? Are you sure this isn’t a kind of magic?” Master Lion asked, head still tilted, offering him lots of skin.

“No. No, I’m not sure.” He licked again, floating closer.

“Your licks feel so good.” Master Lion’s voice had dropped.

“You taste like clean and wind and grasses.”

“See? That’s different than how you taste. You taste clean and sweet, like wild berries.”

The best part was the clean. That was best.

Master Lion pressed their lips together again, tongue tasting the inside of his mouth. It made him ache inside, like he was heavy, like he was thick. Drawing a hand down his back, Master Lion stroked his skin.

His body began to fill, his penis becoming erect, and he swatted at it.

“Careful, little bear! Be gentle with that.” Master Lion stroked his penis, making it even harder.

“I’ll...This…” He couldn’t think, his eyes crossed.

“Shh. It feels good, doesn’t it? I want to make you feel good.” Master Lion wrapped his hand right around Harry’s cock and began to stroke. Harry felt each pull throughout his whole body.


Sean
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Shifter Rescue: Spirit now out!

Shifter Rescue: Spirit is now available at Changeling Press (at 15% off!) and it is available for pre-order at All Romance and Amazon. Look for a smutterday post featuring these guys tomorrow!

When spirit-bear shifter Harry bursts into the Old Tavern, Pirou is more than happy to offer sanctuary to the bleeding and terrified man. After all, hysterical and clearly abused, Harry is just the kind of shifter the rescue operation is made for.

Metro is a friend of the rescue who comes in once a month to do the books. When he sees Harry, he feels sympathy for the little bear, and something deeper, too. As he spends more time with Harry, Metro falls for him. But will Harry ever be able to let go of the things that were done to him long enough to let Metro in?

Only time and patience will tell. Fortunately Metro's got both...

Buy links:
Changeling Press (15% off!)
All Romance Ebooks (pre-order)
Amazon (pre-order)


Sean
smut fixes everything

Shifter Rescue: Claws now out

The sequel to Shifter Rescue: Scales is now out! This is the continuation of Drill and Az's story. The next Shifter Rescue story will feature a new pairing. I've got an excerpt of the non-smutty variety below. I'll do a smutty one on Saturday.

Shifter Rescue:: Claws

Life is never dull when you've become a dragon shifter's keeper.

Now that Drill is Az, the dragon shifter's keeper, it's time for them to move out of the basement. Being the owner's brother has some perks and Pirou has renovated their rooms to include everything that could make a dragon shifter and a master happy. With a place of their own, Az and Drill are free to explore each other and their special relationship.

The slavers who first stole Az still want the dragon they lost, though, and when they attack, it exposes Az and Drill to the rest of the residents at the Old Tavern Club, including Drill's brother and club owner Drongo. Can Az and Drill survive the exposure?

It's available here at Changeling Press.

Excerpt:

Chapter One

It was the middle of the night, and Pirou had cleared the hallways of the Old Tavern Club so Drill and Az could move from the basement to their new rooms on the top floor. The club, a front for the shifter rescue organization Pirou managed, was empty at three a.m. and in the upper floors of the building, where many of their rescues lived, the residents were all in their apartments.

Drill was eager to get the dragon-rescue he’d claimed as his own, Az, out of their little room underground to one of the rooms on a higher floor where they’d have more room, sunlight and a view. A full fridge so Pirou didn’t have to have more meat delivered to them three times a day. A huge bed, big sofas and chairs. A tub. He knew Az very badly wanted to bathe in water, and he was eager to share that with his dragon.

Now that the time to make the move was approaching, Az was, of course, hiding under the bed, and chewing his claws.

The knock at the door signaled that they were ready to go.

“We’ll be right there, Pirou,” Drill said softly through the door. Then he bent and looked under the bed. “Don’t be afraid, Az.”

“I can stay here in the safe,” Az insisted.

“It’ll be safe upstairs, too, Az. And in the halls, because you’ll be with me.” He couldn’t blame Az, really -- the last time he’d been out in the open, he’d been taken by the slavers. Whereas he’d been safe here from the moment Pirou had rescued him.

Az hid his face.

“You need to come, Az. Trust me.” That was the most important thing, of course. That Az trust him. It would always be the most important thing, no matter what the situation.

“I do, Keeper, but I’m scared,” Az admitted.

“I know. But there’s a huge tub waiting for you. A bigger bed. Sunlight.” Drill knew these things would all be incentives.

“Sunlight.” Az breathed the word like it was sacred.

“Yes, Az. Right now there are stars.”

Drill wondered, could his dragon do stairs or did he need to be human for that?

“Do you know what stairs are?” he asked.

“Yes. Yes, Keeper.”

“Okay. Good. Good. There are five flights.” If Az couldn’t work stairs they would risk meeting someone in the elevators, but the stairs would be better. Quieter, private.

“Flights?”

He kept forgetting Az had no concept of so many of things he -- and most of the population -- took for granted. The results of spending his entire life in seclusion from humans. “Sections. There are five sets of stairs.”

“And no one will take me away and poke me with needles?” Az asked.

“No.” Just the thought made Drill growl. “I will kill anyone who tries.” He would let his bear-wolf out and tear them to pieces.

Az slowly crawled out from under the bed.

“Oh, you’re definitely going to need a bath when we get home.” Drill brushed dust from Az’s scales.

“A water bath?” Az asked.

“Yes, my dragon. A water bath we can share together.”

Az’s eyes went wide, sparkling. There. Now they had motivation.

Drill nodded. “A real water bath, Az. Wanna?”

Az nodded. “Uh-huh.”

“Let’s go then.”

Drill opened the door and motioned for Az to come out with him. Az followed him, staying close, eyes huge and watching. He rubbed Az’s head as they got to the first set of stairs. “Okay. Five sets of eighteen stairs. There shouldn’t be anyone in the stairwell.”

Pirou had promised the way was clear, all the way up.

“Five eighteens. Ninety stairs.”

“Hey, you’re fast. I think that’s right, too.” Drill was a little slower, but Az’s math was right.

Az nodded, then zipped up the stairs, counting quickly. It made Drill blink, then he gave chase. His dragon had so many surprises in him. So many. He kept following the wicked-looking tail, never quite managing to catch up.

Az landed on the top stair. “Ninety!” His dragon was not the least bit out of breath, but Drill was panting pretty well.

“Good job, Az.”

Az trilled softly, obviously pleased.

Drill rubbed Az’s head, stroked along his back, then knocked on the door out of the stairwell. “Is the corridor clear, Pirou?”

“It is. Come on, you’ll share this floor with the boss.”

“The boss is my brother,” Drill told Az. “He’s… not as good people as Pirou here, but we can trust him.”

“Not good?” Az asked, frowning.

Pirou fluttered. “He’s perfect.”

Drill rolled his eyes. “I love my brother, but he’s my brother. There’s nothing wrong with him, but he’s far from perfect. Unless you’re Pirou.”

“He is Pirou’s keeper?”

Drill looked at Pirou, one eyebrow raised. Privately, he thought Pirou would very much like his brother to be exactly that. Keeper, master, sir, Dom, however you wanted to put it.

“I’ll unlock your door for you.” Pirou punched in the key on the number pad.

“You don’t have an answer for Az?” Drill grinned and turned to his dragon. “Pirou would like my brother to be his keeper.”

“Oh.” Az went to Pirou, wrapped around him. “If you know it, you should claim him. Bite him.”

Oh, fuck, that was the sweetest thing Drill had ever seen.

“I know it’s scary, but keepers are very important,” Az told Pirou.

“He’s right, Pirou. Besides, that was how he got me.” Drill still had the bite marks on his hand, though they didn’t hurt at all.

Pirou was about a thousand shades of red. “I’ll keep that in mind, Az. Thank you.”

Sean

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where the naughty boys come... and play

My God It's Monday

I'm super busy today, but I feel good despite not being able to get to sleep until about 2 AM and then waking up at 6 AM. Four hours of sleep is not enough. I can't wait for the hot weather to be done so I can start getting a decent night's sleep again.

The Great Food Truck Race has just begun again. This is one of those shows that I just love. I don't even know why exactly, but every year that its on, I watch it avidly. I'm not even a huge Tyler Florence fan -- there's just something about the show.

This year none of the teams make me grit my teeth and wish they would be the ones to go home already. On the other hand, there's no team that has me rooting for them straight out of the gate, either. I'm guessing someone will eventually emerge as my favorite. Or I'll just keep rooting for everyone.

Another thing I'm looking forward to fall for is apple season. It starts in September here and for the first six months or so, apples (especially my favorite macintosh) are amazing. They are crisp and packed with flavor. They do last through to the following year, but they're not as firm and I find they lose a little of their flavor, too. But a bright, crisp, tart September or October apple? My mouth is actually watering thinking about it!

Didn't get to any movies this past week so I'm going to have to figure out what to talk about for tomorrow's Movie Tuesday... either that or make sure I want something tonight!

Rescue Shifter: Scales is out at All Romance Ebooks, which means it won't be long before it's available at Amazon, too. I'll share that link once I have it.

Okay, so this has been random. I'll leave you with the info for Scales.

Shifter Rescue: Scales

Sometimes life gives you something magical - if Drill can rescue a dragon that is.

The Old Tavern Club is a front for a shifter rescue organization. The BDSM club works well in keeping the owner's true purpose secret, but when Pirou makes an unusual rescue, it might just be beyond the club's purview. So he calls in Drill, the owner's brother.

Drill has never even heard of a dragon shifter before, much less seen one, yet that's exactly what the beast in the club's basement looks like. As he works with the dragon, he finds all his instincts insisting that this is the sub he's been looking for.

Can Drill and the dragon rescue a happy ending for themselves?

It's currently available at Changeling Press and at All Romance Ebooks.


Sean
smut fixes everything

Shifter Rescue: Scales now available!

I've started a new series with Changeling Press. This one is all about rescuing shifters of all kinds. The first kind? A dragon shifter!

Shifter Rescue: Scales

Sometimes life gives you something magical - if Drill can rescue a dragon that is.

The Old Tavern Club is a front for a shifter rescue organization. The BDSM club works well in keeping the owner's true purpose secret, but when Pirou makes an unusual rescue, it might just be beyond the clubs prevue. So he calls in Drill, the owner's brother.

Drill has never even heard of a dragon shifter before, much less seen one, yet that's exactly what the beast in the club's basement looks like. As he works with the dragon, he finds all his instincts insisting that this is the sub he's been looking for.

Can Drill and the dragon rescue a happy ending for themselves?

It's currently available at Changeling Press at a 15% discount of the regular price!

There is an excerpt on the Changeling site here, but of course I need to share a smutty excerpt, too!


Smutty Excerpt:

Suddenly, like he’d imagined, there stood his dragon in man form, his lover.

Laughing, Drill held open his arms. Az leapt at him, totally unafraid. He caught the slender body easily, their mouths meeting. Az’s skin was cool, oddly refreshing against him. Az’s mouth was hot, though, as Drill slipped his tongue between the blue lips.

Drill slid his hand down Az’s back and cupped the sweet rounded ass. It fit perfectly in his palm. He was a bit dry-mouthed, actually, at how well they fit and how good it felt to touch Az.

He squeezed Az’s ass, sliding his fingers along the hot crack.

“Keeper?”

“Yes, Az?” He stroked the hot line of flesh.

“Such unusual touches.”

He took Az’s hand and brought it to his chest. “Show me what touches you would find usual.”

Az hugged him, then petted Drill’s belly, over and over. It felt good, but it was very limited. Drill was overjoyed by how much he had to teach Az about lovemaking.

“I have so much to show you, Az. So many wonderful unusual touches.” Drill couldn’t wait to get started.

“Unusual touches.” Az sounded so pleased.

“They will become familiar, I swear.”

Az’s touches went on and on, Az stroking him, fingers trailing along his arm. Drill put his hand back on Az’s ass, stroking and moving his fingers back to Az’s sweet crack. Az’s sounds were delicious, low and fascinating, and Drill continued stroking, barely touching Az’s hole. Az wiggled, moving side-to-side, shifting against his finger.

“You like that, hmm?” Drill asked. Az was a natural sub, and eager for it, too.

“Unusual wonderful.”

That made Drill laugh with delight.

“Oh, my keeper’s laugh…” The thin blue cock filled, Az obviously entranced.

Smiling, Drill touched the long cock with one finger, sliding it from the bottom to the tip.

“Oh.” Az blinked, his own touch following behind, blue fingers on blue flesh.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Drill did it again.

“Uh-huh.” Az was staring, obviously dazed.

“Have you never had an orgasm, Az?”

Sean

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