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June 1st is just around the corner! If you ever wondered how a cat and a deer can fall in love, click here, go to extasy books’ website and check out A Deer Surprise. And, yay, you can even PREORDER!

Cover Reveal & Excerpt

Look what I got! This is the very awesome cover for “A deer Surprise”, Viggo and Jaxon’s story. The colors are just…wow!

We’re aiming for a June 1st release. I know that’s a long wait, but to tide you over until June, enjoy the following blurb and little excerpt:

Blurb

When the woman you’ve been waiting for all your life turns out to be a man, will you be brave enough to open your heart for the possibility of love?

Viggo Cavanaugh leads an easy life. The European wildcat shifter loves his work as a climbing coach and travel guide, and he’s looking forward to meeting his mate and raising a passel of kittens with her. Returning home from a business trip, his life spins out of control when he finds his mate already waiting for him. His male mate.

Jaxon’s life has been in upheaval since he’s defied his alpha and risked his life to rescue a shifter held captive by his herd. Luckily, the deer shifter has found shelter with a pride of cats. Jaxon is overjoyed when he scents his mate in beta Alan’s home, even if his mate’s gender takes him by surprise.

Too bad Jaxon’s past soon catches up with him. His ex-alpha kidnaps Xander, the Wildcat Hills Pride’s leader, in order to get his hands on Jaxon.

Between rescue missions, new friends, a dubious ambassador for the shifter council, and Viggo’s erratic behavior, Jaxon wonders if he and Viggo will ever have a chance at a relationship.

Excerpt

“Come in!” Jaxon sniffed, curious as to who would visit him in his borrowed home. In the short time he’d been here, he hadn’t made many friends, aside from Kei, Alan, and Thony.

He groaned when the first whiff of something utterly tasty hit his nose. His body stiffened—especially a certain part located under his belt.

It wasn’t a pleasant feeling at all, given that he was wearing a pair of tight jeans and still had Asa’s feet in his lap.

He sucked in another deep breath, but it didn’t do him any good, because now his skin tingled as well.

“Jaxon?” Thony called out to him. The heavy steps of two people sounded in the hallway and drew closer.

“Why did you knock? This is my house. And why is he in my home anyway?”

Although the stranger’s deep voice sounded annoyed, it sent a pleasant shiver through Jaxon’s body until it coiled in the pit of his stomach. Oh, God. Jaxon alternated between happiness and the urge to throw up.

The second man could only be Viggo. Never before had another’s voice had such an effect on Jaxon. He felt light-headed. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he started panting for breath.

Jaxon didn’t want his mate to find him on the sofa with another man, so he untangled himself from Asa and jumped up.

When Viggo rounded the corner and stepped into the living room, all the air left Jax’s lungs as though he’d been punched in the gut.

Thony, aside from telling Jaxon about his family, had shown him pictures. None of them had prepared him for seeing Viggo in the flesh for the first time.

Where Thony was your stereotypical Irish boy, the older brother had clearly inherited the facial features of his Russian ancestors. His nose was long and a bit flat. Topped by a set of thick brown eyebrows, Viggo’s eyes were a delicious cappuccino color. Jaxon could stare into them all day long.

Viggo’s deep tan, result of an outdoorsy job, rivaled Jaxon’s. Just as Jaxon did, he stood six three, but he already knew that because he’d borrowed the wildcat’s clothes. However, Viggo was broader around the chest, his shoulders wider, and his arms heavily muscled, while Jaxon had inherited the lean built of his Native American ancestors.

Viggo’s hair was longer than in the pictures, falling in light chestnut brown waves to the collar of his shirt. The heavy five o’clock shadow was just the icing on the cake.

When their gazes connected, Viggo sucked in a harsh breath. Next his pretty eyes darkened, and his rosy lips curled into a snarl. “Oh shit. No. No way in hell.” Viggo let out an angry kitty hiss that elicited an amused smile from Jaxon. Probably the wrong thing to do, because Viggo’s expression darkened even more.

Jaxon watched, a bit helpless, as Viggo fisted his hands on his hips and whirled to face his younger brother. “Guess you just forgot to mention my mate while we’ve been talking the last, say, dozen times over the past six weeks.” Next he switched into another language—most likely Russian—while he kept yelling at Thony. Thony argued back in the same language.

It sounded harsh, rough, and Jaxon realized with some amusement that he liked hearing his mate’s deep voice drawling in this foreign language.

Eventually, Jax took a brave step forward. “Don’t be mad at your brother. I asked him not—” He snapped his mouth closed when Viggo shot him a look that looked both angry and like a warning not to finish that sentence. Jaxon retreated and raised his hands in a non-threatening gesture.

Although not as strong as an alpha or beta, Jaxon knew he could hold his position as enforcer. Until now, no alpha had given him the chance to prove his strength. He knew Viggo held no official rank in the pride, so usually Jax wouldn’t feel the need to submit to the other shifter. Viggo was his mate, though, and that made all the difference.

Jax winced as Viggo stabbed his index finger at his chest.

“I’ll deal with you in a second, fawn,” Viggo said through clenched teeth.

Jaxon sputtered. He neither liked his mate talking to him in such a dismissive manner, nor the pet name. Fawn was a common endearment between deer shifters—for kids or delicate women. Jaxon didn’t fit either category. He grabbed Viggo’s upper arm, ignoring the resulting angry hiss and snapping teeth.

Viggo had cute little fangs, and Jax briefly wondered if they were sensitive when he touched them with his tongue during a kiss. He shoved the thought away for now. Viggo didn’t look as though he’d appreciate a glad you’re home kiss.

“Stop lecturing your brother. I asked him not to tell you about me. I wanted to tell you myself. Face to face. Also, Thony hinted you might refuse to come home if you knew your mate was a guy.”

Viggo huffed and twisted his arm out of Jax’s grip. “Ya think?” He sounded disgruntled. “How did you find out about our connection anyway?”

Jaxon turned and snatched the rumpled shirt from the sofa. When he showed it to his mate, Viggo’s eyebrows almost climbed into his hairline.

“You’ve sniffed my stuff? You know that’s creepy as hell, right? Wait.” He took a step back and looked Jaxon up and down for the first time. Then he swished his hand through the air. “You’re wearing my clothes! Who the fuck do you think you are? Living in my house and wearing my…shit.” Viggo paled a bit and scrubbed one hand down his face. “I don’t like people invading my privacy and messing with my belongings.”

My, isn’t my mate a stickler?

Tagged: Paranormals, Shapeshifters, Wildcat Hills Pride

Alan & Thony

The Panther’s Heart, Alan and Thony’s story, is now available at eXtasy books: http://www.extasybooks.com/the-panthe...

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The Panther’s Heart

Hi friends. Just one more week to go until Alan and Thony’s love story goes online! Yay :) Click here for a teasing little excerpt. And keep your eyes peeled for a giveaway. *hugs*

The Cats Are Back!

Just…OMG! I’ve got awesome news for all of you who’ve read How to Catch a Cheetah. Many wanted to know if I’d make this into a series. YES, I will. Alan and Thony’s story has found a home with eXtasy Books. *squeal* I’ll keep you posted about a possible release date as soon as I can, but right now the editor and I are busy working on it. The Panther’s Heart is the official first books of the Wildcat Hills Pride series. We will meet again with Kei and Djimon from How to Catch a Cheetah, as well as the couples’ adorable kids, Alpha Xander, and some new pride members. But most of all it’s the story of Alan and Thony’s love. 

The story is dedicated to all the Goodreads members who encouraged me to turn this into a series. Without you, there wouldn’t be a story at all. You guys rock. *hugs*

Free Halloween Treat!

 

Hey there! Want to know how Aleks and Ruben celebrate Halloween in their remote little cabin? Great! Here’s a free snack for you, featuring both Aleks and Ruben about half a year after Ruben moved to Norway :) It’s a THANK YOU to all of you who bought the book and made me a very happy bunny. You guys rock!

Enjoy! And please excuse any misspelling or other quirks. It hasn’t been edited professionally. 

Happy Halloween! *hugs*

Pumpkins and a Dress

“I miss my pumpkin flavored latte. And I miss dressing up and going out with friends to… okay, that’s rubbish because in London I didn’t have that much friends to go out with and party all night long. And I wasn’t a party animal either, but…”

Aleksander rolled his eyes and barely refrained from groaning, too, as he listened to his boyfriend, Ruben, going on and on about Halloween. They were sitting on opposite sides of the sofa, both leaning against an armrest, and with Ruben’s feet tucked underneath Aleks’ legs. They had a cozy fire burning. The remnants of an almond pie sat on the coffee table, and Aleks took a sip of his cocoa occasionally.  

It should’ve been calm and perfect. Of course, since Ruben had moved in with Aleks in spring, Aleks’ life hadn’t been even remotely calm. However, Aleks didn’t want it any different because he loved Ruben to pieces and couldn’t imagine being a day without him anymore.

Ruben had settled in nicely in Norway. He’d even found some friends at the local school where he gave art lessons for interested kids a couple of hours a week. Parents and teachers alike adored Ruben, and several had come forward and invited Ruben and Aleks to dinner at their homes.

Thanks to Ruben, gone were the times when Aleks would sit alone at his cabin, working on his next book about yet another meteorological phenomenon. Instead, they went out regularly or greeted guests at their home. It was nice, but right now Aleks could do with some cuddly time just for the two of them.

“We could always drive into town, you know?” Aleks asked and looked at his boyfriend over the edge of the book he’d been trying to read. “This is Norway, not the north pole. There is a coffee shop in town that sells drinkable coffee. You know that because you’ve been there just yesterday with another teacher. And if I remember correctly, you even tasted like pumpkin and cinnamon when I picked you up and kissed you.”

Ruben just scowled for a while, then visibly deflated. “Yeah,” he muttered.

“And we’ve been out last weekend with Meike to check out the new club her cousin just opened. You didn’t like it because the music was shitty.” Aleks grinned, closed his book and threw it onto the coffee table where it could keep the pie crumbs and empty plates company. Talking with Ruben was so much more interesting than reading anyway.

“Well, yes,” Ruben said and sounded defensive. “But that’s not—”

“What about yesterday?” After fishing for Ruben’s right foot, Aleks peeled off the knitted sock and started kneading Ruben’s fine-boned foot and little toes. “You spent the whole day at school to help the kids decorate their classrooms with Halloween stuff.”

Ruben groaned, either because of the foot rub or Aleks’ words, and curled his toes. Then he placed his still socked foot in Aleks lap. “Okay, I get it. I have an exciting life and should stop bitching. But… couldn’t we still dress up and invite some friends over to celebrate with us on Saturday? Or carve pumpkins? If we had kids, I’m sure we would carve pumpkins. It’s so much fun!”

“We are a long way from having kids, Ruben.”

“Aleksander!”

Aleks sighed deeply. “I’ve never celebrated Halloween before, to be honest. My mom is German, so we always celebrated Reformation Day.” He freed Ruben’s other foot from its sock and massaged it, too. When Ruben switched from glaring daggers at him to closing his eyes and letting out a string of wholly naughty moans, Aleks’ interest in a conversation about public holidays waned. What would he have to do to lure Ruben into a round of sex in front of the fireplace? Not much, given that Ruben had turned out a little firecracker whenever they had sex. The younger man was insatiable.

“Couldn’t… couldn’t we carve a pumpkin?” Ruben asked and blinked his pretty brown doe eyes open. Damn, that eyes. “Please? Just a tiny one for the porch. We’ve grown them. Shouldn’t we benefit from them, too?”          

Aleks chuckled and wriggled his fingers under Ruben’s pants leg and up, massaging his calf and enjoying the way he twitched when Aleks tickled the hollow of his knee. “You’re benefiting from my pumpkins almost every week because we’re having pumpkin pie and pumpkin soup and pumpkin—”

“Yeah, whatever. Be that way. Mr. Halloween Grump.” Sticking out his lower lip, Ruben crossed his arms in front of his slim chest and kept staring at him. God, he was too adorable for words.

Aleks placed Ruben’s sufficiently massaged legs so they bracketed his own, then lowered his voice to a sultry growl. “Crawl up here. I want you closer.”

He watched Ruben who squinted suspiciously before his eyes widened and he let out a little gasp. Then Ruben scrambled up and lay on top of Aleks not two seconds later. Aleks tangled his hands in his lover’s curls and urged him closer, then touched their lips together in a tender kiss. Ruben still tasted like sweet almond pie, and when he breathed a little sigh into their kiss, Aleks almost whimpered.

Over the past months, Aleks had found that Ruben received every kiss like a gift. He would hold his breath before their lips met, then sigh as if he hadn’t been sure he would really get a kiss. Sometimes, Aleks thought that maybe Ruben felt insecure. As if he was waiting for Aleks to come to his senses and tell him that everything had been a mistake. That wouldn’t do. Ruben was it for him, the love of his life, and Aleks was sure they would even tie the knot eventually.

“I love you,” Aleks whispered against his boyfriend’s lush lips. “I love you so damn much and I was just teasing you. Of course we can carve a pumpkin. Hell, you can carve as much as you like. Litter the whole damn porch with them. Invite our friends for a carving contest for all I care. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy, too.” He nuzzled Ruben’s temple, breathed in his masculine scent and caressed his back with light touches of his fingertips.

Ruben pulled back a bit and just stared at him open-mouthed, then he let out a bubbling laugh and whacked Aleks’ shoulder. “You ass! You were playing with me.”

“Of course. I love riling you up. It’s always making you bristly. And bristly Ruben makes me so damn hard.” He nibbled at Ruben’s bottom lip, then licked it and devoured the sweet taste of pie and Ruben mixed into one.

“Love you, too.” The way Ruben whimpered and pressed closer made it even harder to concentrate on Halloween or anything to do with it. “You’re the best,” Ruben said, sounding breathless. “Thanks for giving me permission to slaughter your poor pumpkins.” He snuck his hand between their bodies and curled his fingers around the waistband of Aleks’ sweatpants. “Now… let me thank you properly.”

###

Ruben was having a blast. Okay, so he had chunks of pumpkin in his hair and his hands were now orange. Oh, and he had icy feet, again. But all that didn’t matter when he looked at the pumpkins sitting carved and ready for their candle on the porch. He had fashioned the typical creepy faces and had even managed to give two of them sharp vampire teeth.

However, his creations looked bland compared with Aleks’. The tall man stood beside Ruben at the table they had dragged onto the porch so they wouldn’t get the house dirty and battled with his last pumpkin. Ruben had to admit, somewhat begrudgingly, that Aleks’ carving looked prettier than his own. Obviously, being an artsy person and a painter didn’t make you a good carver, too.

He looked at Aleks’ pumpkin again and whistled at the carved cat with its arched back and delicate legs and tail. How cool was that? Another pumpkin showed an owl—Olga, of course—and a third a squirrel.

“I’m jealous,” Ruben said and straightened up, groaning and putting his hands in the small of his back. “How come you’re so talented?”

Aleks shot him a grin before he returned to the cat’s eyes. “I told you my dad is a carpenter. When I was a kid and lamenting about a dumb carving contest at school, and that everyone would laugh at my sorry excuse of a pumpkin, Dad had the brilliant idea that working with wood wasn’t that different from working with pumpkins. He helped me and from then on we always had the funniest pumpkins at home. Drove mom nuts.”

Ruben snickered and rubbed the back of his hand over his forehead to brush away some stray looks. “I thought you didn’t celebrate Halloween.”

“Well, we didn’t.” He grinned and winked. “But Dad didn’t like accepting defeat to the neighbors when it came to decorating. Mom gave up arguing the point eventually, mostly so he would leave her alone, I guess.”

Raising onto his tiptoes, Ruben kissed his boyfriend’s stubbly cheek. “I should’ve know your Dad was a rascal. Just like you. When your parents visited us last time, Kristoffer tried to get me to ask your mom if the two of us could go hunting.”

Aleks scoffed and put down his knife, then cleaned his fingers on an old rag. “Why didn’t he ask her himself?”

“I wanted to know that, too.” Ruben giggled and leaned into Aleks’ side, looping his arms around his middle and looking up at him. “And he told me she was likely to say no to him, but that she would say yes to her son’s partner. Because she’s so happy that her little boy finally found someone.”

Aleks’ beautiful glacier eyes twinkling with mirth. “Unbelievable.” Then he laughed and rubbed at Ruben’s forehead with the sleeve of his pullover. “You’ve got pumpkin mush on your face.”

Ruben grinned. “Too bad it’s not chocolate. Then you could’ve licked it off.” Then he snuggled deeper into the embrace. The warm woolen pullover had kept him pleasantly warm while he’d been busy scraping mush out of the pumpkins, but now he felt the cold seep through his clothes. Aleks’ big, warm body felt awesome pressed against his.

“Wow, it looks like a battlefield out here,” a feminine voice said behind them. “I can see you two had fun.”

Turning in Aleks’ embrace, Ruben saw Meike stepping out onto the porch. “Yeah, we did. I told you that you could join us.”

“I know, but I wanted to take advantage of your Internet even more.” She blushed and Ruben smiled knowingly. Meike had met a guy when he’d been guest at the hotel in town, but of course the man had returned to Oslo. Apparently, they were still in contact and chatted regularly. When Meike’s Internet connection had died last week, she’d actually cried a bit when she told Ruben all about her flirt. Ruben, who had fallen in love while being on vacation, too, had graciously offered their Wi-Fi.

Aleks nuzzling his neck pulled him back from his musing. He giggled happily, reached up, and scratched his boyfriend’s blond stubble. Then Ruben craned his neck and kissed the underside of Aleks’ jaw.

Meike shook her head with a fond smile. “Lovebirds.”

“Yup, that we are.” Aleks kissed the side of Ruben’s neck and made him shiver. Damn man knew all of Ruben’s buttons by now.

“So, who wants hot apple cider?” Meike asked. “Given the two of you have been out here for almost two hours, I thought something hot would do you good. Oh, and I have some salmon steaks grilling right now. As a thank you for letting me chat with Mikkel.”

The mentioned of not only cider but food as well had Ruben moaning. Aleks looked just as eager to warm up and get a snack, so the three of them went inside, chucked their warm clothes and stormed the kitchen like a pack of hungry wolves. That was, Ruben and Aleks assembled a pack of hungry wolves, while Meike just returned to the cooking the fish and had them setting the table.

Once they were seated and eating the wonderful salmon with a side of potato salad, Ruben tried to find an ally in Meike concerning the Halloween party. He took a sip of his cider, hummed, then said, “Can you believe it? Aleks told me I could do whatever I want for Halloween not two days ago, and now he’s being petty about a tiny party.”

“I’m not being petty,” Aleks’ grumbled around a mouth full of food.

“You are!” Ruben watched his boyfriends, but when Aleks just shot a look at Meike, who rolled her eyes before pointedly looking at Ruben, he didn’t know what to make of it. “Stop it, you two. What’s going on?”

Sighing deeply, Aleks gave him one of those patient looks Ruben had come to recognize as the start of a stop being a brat speech. “Fine. Meike and I have been planning a Halloween party at our house for weeks now. We wanted it to be a surprise for you. But Inspector Ruben obviously cannot stop pestering me about a party.”

Ruben blinked, a bit dumbfounded now that Aleks had taken the wind out of his freshly set sails. “You… planned a surprise party for me? Aww! That’s so sweet! Now I feel like an ass for ruining it and for bitching at you.” He ignored Meike who let out a series of chortles and held her hand in front of her mouth.

“It’s okay.” Aleks leaned over and kissed him sweetly. “Your little tantrums are rather endearing, love.”

“Tantrums?” he asked meekly. “Am I that bad?”

Aleks tugged him closer on the bench and curled his arm around Ruben’s waist. “Nah. Anyway, I know how you are sometimes. And I have my own quirks, too. We both knew molding our lives together would be an adventure. So far, I think we’re managing pretty darn well. Don’t you think?”

Smiling, Ruben leaned into his boyfriend’s side and soaked up his affection. “Yeah. We do. I love you. Thank you for the wonderful surprise. I even have my old Robin costume from two years ago.”

“Oh, Robin as in Robin Hood or—”

“No, Batman’s Robin. The gay version with tight shorts.”

Aleks hummed and stroked his big hand up Ruben’s leg underneath the table until he reached his package and gave it a squeeze. “Sounds hot. I have to go online later and shop for a costume. Maybe you want to help me?” He leaned in and nipped Ruben’s ear.

Meike waved her fork, probably to get their attention. “Could you maybe not start humping each other at the table? Or at least warn me this time before you start making out so I can run. Last time, I almost didn’t have enough time to get into my coat when you two where first bickering over who had won the board game and then rolling around the floor necking. I love you both, but I don’t want to know what you are doing when you are… doing it.”

It was cute how Aleks blushed. “We will behave ourselves. Promise.”

“Probably,” Ruben added. “So, let’s talk about the party.”

###

“You did what?”

“I got you a costume.” Aleks grinned from where he lay across their bed and watched Ruben looking equal parts intrigued and annoyed. “C’mon! The Robin costume is good, too. But the one I ordered for you… At least try it. For me, please? If you don’t like it, you don’t have to wear it.” And he meant it. However, he hoped Ruben would like the costume Aleks had picked.

Ruben grinned and snatched the box off the bed. He flipped the lid and peeked inside. “I wasn’t mad. I love that you thought about me when you ordered your costume. You’re a very handsome Captain Hook, by the way. I wonder what you—” Using thumb and index finger of both hands, Ruben had lifted the costume out of the box and stared at it open-mouthed. “Is that…”

“Tinkerbell? Yes.”

“Oh. My. God.” He looked shocked and Aleks started to worry if he’d somehow judged Ruben’s curious looks wrong when they had browsed the Internet for Aleks’ costume together. Then Ruben let out a squeal and jumped. Next, Aleks found himself with an armful of happy, bouncy boyfriend. “I love it!”

“Well, that’s—”

Ruben cut him off with a kiss—one that progressed from thankful and sweet to steamy and I want to rip your clothes off in a couple of seconds.

“How long before the guests arrive?” Ruben asked, already busy yanking off his clothes.

Aleks had trouble answering the more Ruben revealed of his creamy pale skin. He managed a croaked, “About an hour.” Grabbing for Ruben, he cursed when the slighter man wriggled away and jumped off the bed. “What are you doing? Came back here, you little tease.” With a curl of his index finger, Aleks grinned at his lover and tried to lure him back onto the bed.

However, Ruben snatched his costume and shook his head, making his curls bounce. “You stay put while I… put this on. Then we can have some fun.” With that he pivoted and ran into the bathroom.

Aleks groaned and punched the mattress, then laughed. The delay was his own damn fault. He should’ve known Ruben would have some kinky ideas including his new costume. And he really couldn’t say he was opposed to exploring what Ruben had in mind.

When the bathroom door opened after a couple of minutes, Aleks turned his head and almost swallowed his tongue. He had been right. Ruben looked just awesome in the short green dress. The young Brit had killer legs, prettier than most women’s.

Ruben grinned mischievously, leaning against the doorjamb. “Wanna come and play with my magic wand?”

Aleks snorted. “Aww, that was bad. Come over here.”

“Why should I?”

“So you can play with my wand.” He lowered his hand to his pants and snapped the first button, delighted when he heard Ruben’s sharp intake of breath. “Or do you want to stand there and watch me while I jerk off?”

“Huh?” Ruben licked his lips, his gaze fixed on where Aleks was busy opening his pants and fishing out his cock.

“Tinkerbell, focus.”

Ruben snapped out of it and looked up. His pupils were huge and he had that little lopsided grin, like always when they were about to get naughty. “I want you to fuck me in my costume.”

Aleks groaned a squeezed his eyes shut, then squeezed the base of his hardness to keep from spilling at the mental picture. “Come over here.”

“No, you come over here. Captain.” Leaning against the bedroom wall, Ruben pushed out his pelvis and the skirt of his dress looked suspiciously tented.

“You’re commando under your dress?”

“Well, duh.” Ruben rolled his eyes and flicked a look of ebony hair out of his face. But soon enough, the mischievous grin was back and he twirled the lock around his index finger. “Yeah, I’m commando. Wanna come over here and punish me for breaking the dress code?”

Aleks was off the bed in a second. “Gods, Ruben!”

“Tinkerbell,” he quipped and raked his hungry gaze up and down Aleks’ body.

“All right, Tinkerbell. See something you like?” Stepping closer, Aleks gave his cock a couple of strokes and loved the whimper he elicited. He was still fully clothed in his pirate outfit, with just his pants lowered a bit so his prick and balls were free.

When he stopped in front of Ruben, he caged him in by placing his hands on the wall on both sides of Ruben’s head. He leaned in and plundered Ruben’s mouth, but before he could press his lover against the wall with his heavier body, Ruben pushed against his chest. Aleks grunted a bit irritated and looked down, only to find Ruben quickly lowering to his knees in front of him.

“Oh, God, yeah.”

“Bet you like Halloween now, do you?” Ruben asked, right before he wrapped his hand around Aleks’ already leaking shaft and licked the head.

Aleks just mewled pathetically, grabbed Ruben’s hair and flexed his hips.

Ruben didn’t need any more cajoling. In fact, he drove right in and took Aleks’ cock to the hilt until his nose nestled into the blond curls. Shit, the younger man had become good at giving head. When Ruben pulled off, he sucked so hard Aleks feared he’d come embarrassingly fast and had to think about the weather for a moment to compose himself.

After enjoying Ruben’s suckling and licking for a while though, the pleasure became too much and he tugged at the Brit’s hair to get his attention. When Ruben blinked up at him with those brown eyes, his pink lips stretched around his prick, Aleks threw back his head and groaned.

“Ruben… fuck!”

Slurping obscenely, Ruben let him slip from between his lips and licked them. “The other way around, Captain. Fuck Ruben. Now.” The little pest grinned and brushed a lock out of his face. Then he stood. Ruben gave him a fleeting kiss before he turned around and placed his hands on the wall. He shot Aleks a flirty look over his shoulder. “Just take care of my dress. I don’t want cum on it.”

Aleks rested a hand between Ruben’s shoulder blades and pushed, until Ruben’s shoulders met the wall and his ass stuck out enticingly. He leaned closer and breathed in Ruben’s scent and nibbled his neck.

“Gods, you’re so hot. Stay right here.” Aleks walked over to the bed and snatched the lube and a condom off the nightstand. While he hurried back, he already sheathed himself and then squirted lube onto his fingers. He didn’t wait long to warm it up before he trailed his fingers through Ruben’s crease. The younger man didn’t seem to care, because he moaned and spread his legs a bit more.

“A-Aleks,” he stammered as Aleks slipped one finger into his ass, quickly followed by a second.

“That’s Captain for you, my little fairy.”

Ruben let out a breathless chuckle, then whimpered when Aleks nudged his sweet spot. “Stop playing around, Captain, and fuck me already! I… I want…”

“Yeah, I know. Tell me how much you like your new dress and I’ll consider it,” Aleks drawled and rubbed Ruben’s prostate.

“Aww, you’re mean!”

“Ruben.” Pulling back his fingers, Aleks left his lover empty and wanting.

“Fine! I fucking love my dress! And now give me that cock, Captain, before I steal your hook and pierce your—”

Ruben’s words died in a strangled groan when Aleks filled him in one smooth, slow thrust. Although they had done that countless times, Aleks still took his time to make sure Ruben was ready and relaxed before he started moving. So he kept still, his hands on Ruben’s hips and rubbing his skin with his thumbs. All the while he kissed and sucked on Ruben’s neck.

Eventually, the Brit started to wriggle and push back against him. It was the sign Aleks had been waiting for, and once Ruben let out a frustrated huff, he knew what the younger man wanted.

Aleks took his lover with fast and hard thrusts. It was exactly what they both needed right now if Ruben’s moans and naughty encouragements were anything to go by. Aleks just loved Ruben’s dirty talk.

“Yes!” he hissed. “Fuck me harder, Captain! Give it to me… wanna feel you.”

Aleks lost it. He placed both his hands on top of Ruben’s smaller ones and effectively trapped him. Then he quickened his pace, fucking Ruben with abandon, until his lover let out a constant stream of moans and whimpers.

“I… I can’t… touch me! Please, Aleks!”

He grunted and released the spot of flesh he’d been sucking on at Ruben’s nape and marveled at the hickey. “You’ll come from just my cock stretching you. No touching.”

Ruben cursed and pushed back his ass. At the same time, the little brat tightened his muscles around Aleks’ shaft as if trying to force the orgasm out of him. It worked pretty darn well, too, because Aleks thought he saw stars for a second. Ruben’s hot body rippling around him felt just too good.

“Aleks, c’mon!” Ruben mewled, his head falling back.

Aleks looped one arm around his lover to steady them. Then, because he wasn’t a cruel bastard and was so damn close to coming himself, he stroked his index finger up and down Ruben’s newly acquired Jacob’s ladder. That boy and his kink for piercings. Aleks had almost lost his mind when Ruben had fucked him the first time after healing properly.

The barely-there touch to his cock was enough for Ruben to push him over the edge. He tensed and yelled, shooting pearly white splatters against the wall. Not that Aleks cared all that much about the vandalism, because Ruben’s ass tightened around him to the point of pain as the younger man rode his orgasm. Aleks grunted and bit the point where Ruben’s neck met his shoulder and came with an intensity that took his breath away.

It was always like that with Ruben. No matter what they did, Aleks always was left a breathless, panting, happy pile of goo.

And usually he needed a nap after sex. Today though, their friends would arrive soon and that meant cleaning up and getting ready to socialize. Why had he planned that damn party again? Oh, right. Because Ruben loved socializing and inviting people. And since Ruben loved it, Aleks loved it, too, because it made Aleks’ man happy.

“Captain, that was epic,” Ruben muttered and sagged against him. “Happy Halloween.”

“Happy Halloween to you, too.”

Giggling, Ruben craned his neck and they kissed sloppily. “I thought you’d use the opportunity of Halloween and scare me to death with your shotgun again.”

Aleks snorted. “What do you take me for? I know that’s how we met, but I’d never scare you with my shotgun nowadays.”

“Oh?” Ruben grinned. “Let me guess. You’d use the hatchet.”

“Nope,” he whispered against his boyfriend’s ear. “Hatches are so last season. I have a fancy hook now, love.”

END

Review for Corey & Remy :)

Yay! Milky Coffee and Office Gossip got 5 stars from The TBR Pile! Thank you so much folks and a big hug to the reviewer, Laurie P. I’m honored! 

Review:

Corey made a mistake at the office by pursuing a co-worker. Okay, the co-worker already had a boyfriend and it was more like stalking than pursuing. Corey has paid for that mistake everyday at the office since by the office gossips. Remington Yates is a lawyer, sent by his boss to Corey’s office for his next case. He’s a player, or at least he always has been before being doused in cold coffee by Corey.

Cute, sweet yet hot little story of an old fashioned wooing, I loved it. Loved the vulnerability that Corey showed. He has such a lack of self confidence from listening to all of office maliciousness. I loved how the Liza showed through old fashioned love letter Remy’s growth as a person and his realization that he needed to not only show Corey how he felt but to tell him as well. This is a fun, feel good story that you need to read.  

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Sweet Snacks #2

Coming 15th September from eXtasy books

When a geeky accountant ties a confident, dominating lawyer up in knots, keeping him will become his toughest case.

Corey Williams’ life at work is pure hell since he stalked one of his colleagues in an attempt to secure a date. Thanks to office gossip, all his coworkers know what he’s done, and their jabs and cruel jokes just won’t stop. When his boss hires a lawyer to assist with a difficult client, Corey is determined to keep away from temptation and avoid further ribbing. But life never goes as planned. Instead of avoiding the man, Corey douses him in cold coffee minutes after Remington Yates sets foot in the office.

Remy only took the case because his boss forced him to do it, and Corey’s little accident turns out to be a welcome distraction. Overhearing Corey’s coworker’s gossiping, he learns about the man’s bad luck with men and decides to seduce the cute accountant. It’s only sex, and as soon as he’s finished his job, they will never see each other again.

Corey is smitten by his new lover, and full of hope to find love in Remy’s arms. Then office gossip strikes again and he pushes his lover away, trying to protect his heart. But what started as a convenient fling, turned into a matter of the heart for the confident lawyer. And he’s not ready to let Corey go.

If you enjoy a cocky man who engages in old-fashioned wooing, don’t miss this romantic read!

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Need a little romance for your vacation or just after a long day at work? Marshmallows and the Snow is now available from eXtasy Books! Lean back and enjoy a stroll through snowy Norway and follow Ruben and Aleks to their HEA :)

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