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Bound by Fate-The Next Generation

Szin's storyEveryone has returned from the trip to Earth where they spent Christmas with Dale and his family. The Beta Site is nearly complete, soon everyone will be moving to their new homes on Aploi. 
~Age 5~
“What time are Ti and Cielo supposed to be here?” Dale asked Keyno.
“Any minute now.” Keyno held Raiden in his arms, patting him on the back. “Is everything ready?”
“Yeah, I think we’re good. Takeo can sleep with Raiden and Szin in their room—there’s enough room for all three. Besides, you know neither young will sleep without the other near.” 
“I figured they would’ve stopped that by now. They are five years old, Dale. Don’t you think it’s time to separate them?” Keyno asked as he put a wiggling Raiden on the floor. Raiden immediately made a bee-line for Szin.
“That answer your question?” Dale laughed as Raiden toddled over to Szin and sat down next to him. 
The difference between the two young was striking. Szin’s ash brown hair grew much slower and barely touched his collar bone. Raiden’s white hair was past his shoulders. There was also about a half a foot  height difference between the young. Raiden’s growth was along the line for a Ta’Narian, while Szin’s growth was closer to a human’s child. Raiden was faster, taller, heavier than Szin, and just as protective as ever.
“Leave them be, love. It’s been like this since birth, you know that. Honestly, they were like this before birth. They have a very special bond.”
Keyno shook his head. “You know, I didn’t believe it when you told me they could communicate with you while still in the womb.”
“Imagine my surprise.” Dale’s lips twitched as he remembered the first time his young spoke to him. He received a nice little scolding about stress and a certain young’s shower he had been planning for Juan. “Chad didn’t believe me either. We all saw how that turned out.”
“Thank the Gods you were there. I don’t want to think what would’ve happened otherwise.” Keyno’s ears twitched as the elevator raced up their tree house. “Hmm. I think Ti and Cielo are here.”
Dale didn’t have a chance to answer before the elevators doors were thrown open.
“Hola!” Cielo called as he strode into the kitchen with Ti behind him.
“Hey.” Dale walked to Cielo and Ti and hugged both. “Come on in, guys. Did you have a safe trip?”
The flurry of activity drew Dale’s youngs’ attention. Raiden and Szin made their way to the new arrivals, giggles and happy sounds filling the kitchen. Keyno followed behind. 
“Greeting, my friends, and we did, yes.” Ti carried in their bags, muttering about how Takeo had more things than he and Ti. His red eyes fell on the twins.  “Ah, Szin and Raiden, how are—”
“Szin! Raiden!”
“That took longer than I figured.” Cielo laughed as his bebe immediately darted around him and headed toward Szin. 
Raiden growled and took off after Takeo at a full out run. Raiden jumped on Takeo, knocking him to the ground. They rolled on the floor, playful growls and snarls bubbling from them. Takeo had Ti’s snow white skin, fangs, and forked tongue. His pupil’s were red like Ti’s even though his eyes were shaped like a huaman’s. 
But his hair was the same as Cielo’s—a striking glossy black that touched the top of his shoulders. He had inherited Cielo’s sharp, high cheekbones. Since Cielo had been dosed with Ta’Narian DNA and Onfre DNA, Takeo also had a tail that looked like both Keyno and Raiden’s tail. Takeo was a gorgeous mixture of Onfre, Ta’Nar, and human characteristics’. He was just as big and strong as Raiden. 
“Good grief.” Dale rolled his eyes at the floor show the two were putting on for the adults. “Even this young they’re evenly matched.”
Szin sat down, watching the two roll around on the floor, entertaining himself by batting at the tails that twisted near him on the floor. An occasional giggle sounded from him. Finally he managed to snag Raiden’s tail and pulled. Raiden meowed loudly and both males stopped their play fighting. 
“Szin! I’ve told you about that.” Dale pursed his lips as he stepped towards Szin. “You’re just asking for it, Mister.”
Raiden looked at Szin—at the small smile hovering around his lips, then glanced at Takeo. An smirk passed between the two… and they jumped at Szin. 
“And here we go,” Keyno said. 
All three rolled around on the floor, a tangled mess of arms, legs, and tails until Szin let out a small, sharp cry. Both Takeo and Raiden stopped rough housing instantly. They helped Szin sit up and comforted him. Raiden purred softly and Takeo cuddled close to Szin.
“One squeak, and that’s the end of that.” Ti mused as he watched the young.
“I’ve said it before—brain over brawn wins every time.” Dale elbowed Cielo. 
“Careful there, bro.”
“Cielo, be warned,” Keyno tugged the end of Dale’s hair. “He’s been working out again and—”
“Hey, I have been!” Dale glared at Keyno.
Cielo rubbed his hands together. “Maybe we can have some sparrin’ time later. You up for it?”
“Oh good Lord. It’s bad enough Keyno throws me around the room, but now you want to also?” Dale rolled his eyes. “Sure, maybe we can fit some time in around—”
“Dad! We’re hungry!” Raiden yelled.
“…around the young,” Dale said to Cielo. “And Raiden, don’t yell in the house.”
“But we’re hungry!”
“It is time for the final meal of the day.” Keyno said. “Everyone ready to eat?”
“Yes, I’m ready to enjoy a meal. Are you by chance… What is it called? Grilling? The meat we had at Dale’s parents was very tasty. ” Ti eyed the patio.
“I am, actually. Why not come out here with me? I could use a hand.” Keyno nodded his head to the outdoor space. “Up for a cooking lesson?”
“If you can do it, then so can I.”
“Is that so?” Keyno and Ti gathered up the things they needed and headed to the large grill Keyno had made.
“Huh. If Keyno gets Ti hooked on grilling…”
“Yah, tell me. But Ti likes his meat veryfresh. Drippin’ actually. I can’t eat meat still kickin’ you know?” Cielo rolled his eyes. 
“Must be the snake in him.”
“Probably. Yo, need help with anythin’?” 
“Yeah, can you grab those cups for our little guys?” Dale asked.
“De nada.” Cielo turned and reached up to grab the cups, the bottom of his shirt riding up. Dale noticed the fresh whip marks on the bottom of Cielo’s back.
“Get yourself in trouble with Ti again?” 
“Oh… Si.” He smirked at Dale, a filthy look on his face. For a second Colt looked at Dale. “Wanna hear?”
“Ah no, thanks.” Dale shook his head. 
Cielo snorted. “So, where ya want these plates?
“Over there on their table.”
Keyno had made a little table for Raiden and Szin, and there was enough room that Takeo could sit with them. Meals tended to be a wild mixture of soft snarls and laughs by the young. Szin would steal a piece of meat from Raiden’s plate, who would in turn playfully snarl at Szin while he stole something from Szin’s plate.
A short time later Keyno and Ti had the meat ready, and just as Cielo said some of the meat was barely cooked. Takeo sat next to Szin and helped himself to whatever Szin wasn’t eating. The three ended up eating off each other’s plates amidst many laughs and growls, while the adults watched their antics. Finally the meal was over, and Dale brought out dessert, which was Key Lime pie.
“By the God’s!” Keyno eyed the pie. “The last time I saw that pie you were pregnant.”
“Well, I’m not, as you well know you pointed-eared alien, so behave.” Dale snickered as he set the plates down in front of the young. “Besides, you know this is Szin’s favorite.”
Raiden immediately stuck his fingers into Szin’s pie and swiped a huge chunk. Szin’s lower lip trembled as he watched Raiden lick his fingers. Big, fat tears eased down Szin’s face as Raiden grinned at him. Before Dale could reprimand Raiden, Takeo launched himself across the little table at Raiden, knocking both of them to the floor.
“Oh, crap!” Dale jumped up from the table.
“Takeo!” Ti’s voice demanded instant obedience, and when that didn’t work he switched to those strange hissing noises that were the Onfre language.
Both the young were rolling around on the floor—this time there was no play involved. Takeo had a hold of Raiden’s tail and yanked it, hard. Raiden yowled loudly, then swiped at Takeo with his fist, which Takeo blocked. Raiden’s body bulked up in a dominance display as he snarled at Takeo. Growls and hisses filled the kitchen while Szin sat at the table in shock as the other two fought on the floor. The rest of the adults had just pushed their chairs back when Szin surprised everyone.
“Stop!” Szin cried loudly. “Stop it!”
Both the young on the floor froze immediately, and looked at Szin. Szin didn’t speak often, even though he had a good command of the language. Even Ti looked shocked. Both young sat there for a minute, then slowly picked themselves off the floor and hurried over to Szin. 
Takeo gently rubbed Szin’s back while Raiden laid his head on his twin’s shoulder. A small hand reached across and Raiden pulled his untouched pie over to Szin. Szin rubbed his cheek against Takeo’s and then did the same to Raiden as the young settle down.
“Well,” Cielo said, “that was… surprisin’.”
“I have never seen Takeo respond so quickly.” Ti watched the young made up. “He responds differently to Szin, very protectively.”
“He may not have the size or strength of the other two, but he still knows how to deal with them.” Dale shook his head as he watched the young gather around Szin.
“Yah,” Cielo muttered. “Very interestin’ how he can calm Takeo.” 
Dale shrugged. “You know why.”
The next few days during Ti and Cielo’s visit the same thing happened many times. The twins picked on each other constantly, which was nothing new. And most of the time Szin held his own. A few times Raiden got the better of Szin, and Takeo would immediately defend him. The three were very close and spent every minute of the visit together.TBC
~M

Saturday Snark

Time for another Saturday Snark! Make sure to check out Marie Sexton's blog for the other links! This week snark comes from Nighttime Wishes.



“What,” Shawn said pointing at his face, “the hell is this?”
“Those symbols?
“The ones under my eyes, yes. You know, the ones that were not there last night. Those symbols.”
“Those mark you as mine. Why? What’s wrong?”
“Oh, nothing.” Shawn turned back to the counter and picked up the shaving cream. He swung around, finger on the trigger, and opened fire at Ziang, letting him have it. White foam covered Ziang’s face, his chest, and his head. Ziang stumbled back against the bathroom door, his hands up.
“You big, stupid alien! I told you not to spring any more freaky alien stuff on me.” Shawn shook the can and started round two of the assault. “What’s wrong? I’ll tell you what’s wrong! You marked me, marked my face. Not like I can hide that. Bad enough you did this without telling me, but you did it while I was passed out.”
“Shawn…” Ziang gasped as he battled shaving cream.
“Don’t you Shawn me, you overgrown octopus. You did this while I was passed out. Passed out, you hear me? And why was I passed out? Oh yeah, that’s right, you fucked me senseless last night, you big ole rutting alien.”
“Enough!” Ziang knocked the shaving cream from Shawn’s hand.
They stood staring at each other, both breathing hard. Shawn’s lips twitched and Ziang raised a scaly eyebrow. Shawn bit his lip, but the giggles wouldn’t stop.

TGI Friday

Hey everyone and welcome to the weekend! Yay, another work week behind us. :) Hope y'all had a good week.



Check this out—did y'all know that my friend Tali is releasing a book on the 15th? It's called Captive Hearts and it's a m/f story.

I'm doing an interview on the book later so I'll go more into it then, but let me say that Tali can world build like you wouldn't believe lol. I've read the book before and I have to say, it's very good. But then, lol, all of her stuff is!

Tali is doing a giveaway for Captive Hearts released by Resplendence on August 15th on her blog Brilliant Disguise. Make sure to check that out. :)

Cool cover, huh? :)

~M

Wednesday Briefs

Happy Wednesday, y’all! Time for another episode of Wednesday Briefs! Here is this week's prompt:  "It was hotter than...."

or use these alternate prompts: whiskers, fallout, persistence or"I'd walk a mile for a ..."oruse: flash drive, crayons, baby or "Like father, like..." 
~I’m using whiskers, fallout, persistence 

Shadows in the Night Ch 18Half crazy with worry, Jason ran back to his truck. There was only one hospital in town, so he’d call that one first, then… A smell drifted to him on the breeze.
Jason… the Other was here! By the Great Spirit, he must have Chip!
“Oh… Gods!” The eerie cry of pain and anger in Jason’s voice echoed through the wooded area. A flock of birds took flight, frightened by the nearly inhuman sound.
Anguish boiled in his chest. He knew he shouldn’t have let Chip alone… and unmated. Now the Other had him. Chip’s very life was in danger, and any fallout from that could be placed squarely on his shoulders.  He would be to blame for anything that happened to Chip. What kind of mate was he? Or protector, for that matter? He had failed in every sense of the word. What was worse Chip would pay the price for his failure. Jason knew quite well what the Other was capable of, the pain that one could inflict.
And enjoy.
Like a tidal wave, anger washed over Jason and he drew back his fist. The pain twisting inside him had to have an outlet. He deserved to hurt; deserved to feel the agony he knew would be inflicted on his mate.
Oh no you don’t.
Jason’s body froze before he could carry through with the urge to smash his fist into his truck. His animal spirit had hijacked his body.
Either get control or I’ll take over, and I mean right fucking now. Right here in the middle of the damn road, Jason. You think the change is painful when you’ve had time to prepare? Do you need to be reminded how bad it can be without a chance to ready yourself? I’ll do it, I swear I will.
The cougar could see Jason was losing the battle to stay in control and that just wouldn’t do. He understood, very well actually. But that wasn’t what was needed. One of them had to have a cool head, and humans very rarely managed to stay calm once their hearts were engaged.
Think, you damn human! If you hit that truck and break your hand... That’s time spent on healing, and my paw will still be sore. The last thing we need is a sore paw while we hunt! That lost time spent healing could be used for hunting. Think of Chip. We have no idea where our mate is, only who has him.
Rage lit Jason up once more. “I’ll go to that son of a bitch’s house and drag his ass out of bed. By his dick, if need be!”
Do you really think he’s sitting around waiting on you to show up at his home? What? He’s just kicked back counting the minutes until you arrive? Of course he’s not home, that’s the last place he’d be. Calm down and think this through rationally.
“Okay, okay. I hear you and you’re right. I’m trying, dammit.”
Humans.The cougar huffed in Jason’s mind.
Jason breathed deeply, and closed his eyes. He struggled to rein in his raging emotions. Guilt was eating him alive, but that had to be buried or he’d get nothing done. Well, that wasn’t actually true; his animal spirit would take over and run the show. Jason worked to balance himself as he prayed to the Great Spirit. Only a few times had the cougar taken over with no preparation. The pain from a forced change was indescribable—for both of them. He also knew his cougar would do it, if need be.
Finally his mind settled and his emotions were banked. For now.
Excellent, Jason. Drive the need and pain deep. Well done. Now, notice the Other’s smell still lingers—that’s good. Hide that death trap you drive nearby. Then strip and let me take over. We’ll return here. Maybe there are clues we’ll only notice in animal form. And be glad I didn’t force the change, or you’d be butt naked later.
“Damn considerate of you.”
You better believe it.
Jason avoided further smart-ass comments and did as the cougar suggested. As much as he hated to admit it, the ornery animal was right. If the cougar had forced the change, his clothes would’ve been torn to shreds. He could just see trying to explain to a cop why he was driving around naked as the day he was born.
Once he had hidden his truck, he stripped. Clearing his mind, he readied his body for the transformation. The chanting in his mind started softly, then grew in volume. Pain ripped through him, and he dropped to the ground. He welcomed the pain more than he usually did. Bones snapped as his body changed and black hair sprouted from his skin and covered him. Within minutes a large black cougar stood where the man had crouched. He didn’t waste time, but raced back to the accident.
His whiskers twitched as he sniffed for clues. Finally his persistence paid off. Whatever vehicle the Other had used to cart Chip off was leaking antifreeze. It was a small leak, but enough. In this form he could smell it easily. He looked down the road; the trail was faint, but there. Problem was he’d have to be close to it to follow—which meant he’d be running down the middle of the road. Good thing this part of town was mostly abandoned. He could just imagine the reaction of someone driving down the road and suddenly seeing some kind of huge animal in their headlights.
Jason set off at a trot, following the weak trail of antifreeze. ~To be continued.Until next week y’all. Remember to drop by the other Bloggers!

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Tali m/m
Julie Lynn Hayes m/m

The Harvest-The Foursome

Oh my God, Ti’s tongue reached much farther than what I was used to, and the damn thing was forked. Forked. It tickled my channel and teased my prostate. I twisted in the swing and Ti wrapped his arms around my legs, keeping me still as he ate me out. 
My hips bucked as Colt held my dick in his strong hands. God, I was perfectly aware what he could do with those hands, but he was gentle with me. He lowered his head and sucked my length into the warmth of his mouth. The swing rocked gently with me while his tongue probed my slit, pushing at it trying to encourage more precum. 
Keyno was purring hard, and I was fast closing in on another orgasm.
Finally Ti’s tongue slipped out of my ass, and his thick cock slid in—one smooth glide up my channel. My walls flexed around him, dragging him deeper. Ti moved in and out of my ass, his strokes speeding up, then slowing down according to my whimpers. He continued to tease me until I moaned loudly. Catching the hint, he threw caution to the wind and hammered me. The swing rocked wildly back and forth. As I drew close to the edge again, my balls pulled up tight to my body.
Colt stopped sucking me and raised his head. He grasped my balls, rolling them in his hand.
“He’s about to come.” 
“Time to switch.” 
Ti eased out of me and moved to stand at my head. He ran his cock over my lips. “Suck me, Dale,” Ti hissed as I opened my mouth. “I’m going to come down your throat, but I won’t let the barbs engage.”
Colt stepped between my legs and ran his hands down the inside of my thighs as I licked the head of Ti’s dick.
Keyno crouched down next to me and swallowed my dick. This was what I wanted—what I saw in my mind when I was pregnant and had that vision… or whatever it was. Keyno’s scratchy tongue rubbed the underside of my dick and sent all rational thought out the window. My hands jerked against the ties that held me still. Keyno hollowed his lips as he pulled back up my cock, and I grunted around the thickness in my mouth. The scent of cloves drifted to me as Keyno deep-throated me.
Ti held my head as he thrust in and out of my mouth. I eased Ti’s cock back toward my throat, determined to deep throat him. Upside down I shouldn’t have any problem doing that. He entered my throat just as Colt slammed into my ass. 
I was loose and well lubed. Colt, the damn gangbanger, didn’t waste time. He plowed my ass, holding onto the ropes that held my legs up for extra traction. He pushed in as far as possible and his nicely trimmed bush tickled my ass each time he bottomed out in me.
Ti grunted, and his dick swelled in my mouth. I knew he was about to come. He was so far back I knew I wouldn’t be able to taste his come. With a low hiss he shot straight down my throat. 
Colt yelled as he buried his dick as far up my ass as he could and exploded. The heat of his release flooding me triggered mine orgasm.
Keyno swallowed quickly, but my seed still ran down his chin. Once he milked me dry he stood up and leaned over me, stroking his shaft frantically.  
Ti dropped to his knees and pushed Keyno’s hand away from his dick. He wrapped his huge hand around Keyno’s shaft and stroked him… quickly and hard.
Colt stepped behind Keyno and grasped the base of his tail. I lay tied to the swing and watched as Ti and Colt drove my mate to come. With a strangled meow Keyno threw his head back and exploded, covering me in his come. Ti worked him until there was nothing left. Colt kissed Keyno on the shoulder as Ti stood up. Ti stared into Keyno’s eyes then kissed him hard on the lips. Keyno wrapped his arm around Ti’s neck as they kissed. 
Colt bent down next to me. “Nothin’ hotter than two tops goin’ at it, huh?”
“Jesus,” I whispered. 
Colt kissed me gently as Keyno and Ti untied my legs. Colt undid my hands and Keyno helped me out of the swing. I staggered to the bed and dropped down across it. Colt lay down facing me and patted me on the back. 
“Know how sometimes sex can rev you up or knock you on your ass?” I asked as my eyes drifted shut.
“Let me guess, you’re wiped out,” Colt grinned.
The bed dipped as both Keyno and Ti joined us. Keyno gently pulled my legs apart and used a warm cloth to clean me. 
“Yeah,” I mumbled into the bedding. Ti lay down behind Colt and Keyno eased in behind me. “One complaint though. Next time pull out a bit so I can taste you, Ti. I couldn’t this time.”
“You want to taste me? Why?” Ti reached over Colt to smooth the hair out of my face.
“You taste like a margarita. I happen to like margaritas.”  
I drifted off the sleep with Keyno laughing as Colt explaining to Ti about margaritas, salt rime, and the fine Mexican tradition of Tequila.
* * * * * 
The next morning I woke alone. I eased out of bed, stiff. And certain body parts were a little sore. I brushed my teeth and dressed. After I cleaned up, I went in search of my mate. The smell of food cooking drew me to the kitchen. Colt and Keyno were peeling a strange looking fruit while Ti mixed a blue liquid.
I walked to my mate and kissed him, the kiss a full of tongue. “Good morning.” 
“Mmm, morning, my chosen.” 
I kissed Ti and Colt on the cheek, then sat down, gingerly.
Of course Colt smirked at me. “Sore?”
I blushed. “Shut up, dude. All this activity has gotten to me.” 
“Activity, huh?” Colt grinned as I wiggled on the chair.
“And I repeat, shut up, dude.” 
Colt laughed, then winked at me. 
Ti looked up. “Breakfast won’t be ready for a while yet. Why don’t you take Dale to the pond by Colt’s garden? The water has a mineral that’s good for soreness. There are towels by the door.”
“Sounds good.” Keyno picked me up out of the chair. “Com me when we’re ready for First meal.” 
I rolled my eyes as Keyno carried me outside. “For crying out loud, my legs aren’t broke.”
“What was it you told Colt? Oh yes… shut up, dude.” Keyno lowered me to my feet at the pond’s edge and undressed me.
“I swear, I just got dressed.”
“And now you’re undressed. In you go, love.” Keyno stripped as I eased into the water.  
I barely got in a position that was comfortable when the water heated, then bubbled around me. It reminded me of a hot tub. I leaned my head back and moaned.
“Feel good?” Keyno sat next to me.
“Oh God, yes.”
We sat there for a moment, the water swishing around us.  
“We need to leave after breakfast. We still have to pick up the twins, and Takeo.”
“Okay.” We planned to bring Takeo back with us so Ti and Colt wouldn’t have as far to travel. 
“Have you enjoyed this?” Keyno suddenly asked.
“Absolutely. Have you?” I lifted my head. “I did notice I was pretty much the only one topped. You okay with that? With seeing Ti and Colt fuck me?” 
“I told you I had no problem with it. I loved watching you give over to them.” Keyno bit his lip.
“But?”
“No buts.” Keyno kissed me. “Tell me though, what’s it like having Ti’s barbs inside you?”
That certainly got my attention. “Why? You thinking about letting him top you?”
“Maybe. And only if he returned the favor. Would you have a problem with that?”
“Fuck no! Damn, I think it’d be hot.” I shifted in the water. “But I don’t think he’d be as gentle with you as he was with me.”
“Of that I have no doubt.”
“And you’re okay with that? Knowing what his tasted are, I mean?”
“If I bottomed for him, we would have to agree he wouldn’t be as violent as he is with Colt. I’m not into bleeding. And I’d get to do whatever he did to me, to him.”
“Ah, gotcha.” I leaned my head back again. “You gonna let Colt top you?”
“No.”
And that was the end of that. We were dressing when Ti commed Keyno to tell him breakfast was ready. We ate, and helped them clean up the kitchen. Not long after, we were packed and were ready to leave. 
“Glad you visited us, little one. It was a glorious experience.” Ti hugged me. “We’ll see you both tonight.”
“I had fun, Ti. And I can’t wait to do this again.”
“Good. I share your feelings too.”
“Take care, bro.” And just like that Colt was gone, and Cielo was in his place. He threw his arms around me. “See ya tonight.”
“I look forward to it.” I hugged Cielo.  
Keyno and I walked to the shuttle. I waved madly as we took off. Moments later I lifted Keyno’s hand and brought it to my lips as we rose through the planet’s atmosphere.  
“I had fun, but it’s you I love. Always, my mate.”
“And I had fun too. But, you are my chosen, my only. I love you too, Dale.”
Content, I leaned back as Keyno flew us to the palace to pick up our young and Takeo. I was ready to see my little males, and ready for life to return to normal. 
For now.The end.
Next Monday I'll start Szin's story. :) I'm not done with it, so be warned... if I get hit with lots of edits I'll have to put the story on hold. Hopefully Szin and Takeo will start back talking to me lol.~M

Saturday Snark

Hey guys!  Check this out... I found this interesting exercise today done by some author's and decided to join. Now, y'all that know me know how fond I am of learning new things, so lol, bear with me while I figure this out.
This is called Saturday Snark and it's at Marie Sexton's blog! This is something she used to do in the past and has recently started again. It sounds like a lot of fun. It's kind of like a blog hop that centers around characters being snarky.
*Gasps and points to self* I have characters who fall in this category??? LOL, you bet I do. So here is my excerpt from Priceless.


“I don’t have anything to wear except what I had on last night.”“Tell me what sizes you wear, and I’ll have the concierge pick you out something and—”“The hell you will,” Randy said, a thread of steel in his voice.Eyes locked as they stared at each other, a battle of wills. The fact Garrett didn’t see anything wrong with what he said made Randy want to beat his head against the nearest hard surface… which seemed to be Garrett’s head. Randy had no doubt Garrett snapped his fingers and people jumped in all directions for him. Did he have any idea what clothes in those little casino shops cost? Randy glanced at the jeans he had tossed in the chair last night. Right, he forgot there for a minute. Anyone who could afford those kinds of jeans, and was willing to pay that god-awful price for them, could afford anything in those retail shops. Probably buy the whole damn shop too. “Garrett, I’m just several floors down from here. I can run to my room, shower, get dressed, and be back up here in no time. Forty minutes, an hour tops, and I’ll be back.” “You really have a problem with me wanting to spend money on you,” Garrett said. The disbelief in his face stung and managed to trip Randy’s pissed-off switch. “Garrett, get this through that thick head of yours. I’m not sitting here, naked and in your bed, because of the money you throw around.” Randy sat his coffee cup on the nightstand with a snap. “I’m here because I’m interested in you—not your money or what you can or might buy me. Your money makes me uncomfortable, and the fact you seem to think money can buy you anything blows me away. Can you put that elitist, asshole attitude in park for a while, and—” “The last person that spoke to me like that got thrown out of my office on his ass.” “Well, hell, can I put my pants on before you toss me out?” Silence hung in the room for several minutes. Garrett snorted out a surprised laugh, caught off guard again by the sheer audacity Randy showed. “Okay, point made. Damn, you’ve got a mouth on you.” “You weren’t complaining about my mouth last night.” “I wasn’t complaining now, believe me,” Garrett said as he sat back down on the bed. “Finish your coffee and come back up here.”

Hope you enjoyed this! I'm going to try and do this every Satureday. Make sure to check out the other author's taking part too. :)

~M

Dreamspinner Spins Me a Dream

That's right! Wheeeeee! Got the news last night lol. Perfect, the second book after Priceless, is under contract!
*Throws glitter*
I wasn't expecting to hear anything for awhile yet, so when the kiddo and I got back from McDonald's-yes, we were at Mickey-D's lol-imagine my shock to see a contract.
The release date is Jan/Feb of next year. What a way to start 2013! I'm kinda hoping it'll be released in Feb. It would fit, you know? February is Valentine's Day and Perfect is all about my little imp Cupid. ;)
And while I'm on this subject, I want to say a big thank you to everyone you bought Priceless. Guys, it's #7 on DSP Bestseller List. OMG, I'm awed just to be on the list, much less up that high! So... *big group  hug* thank you all. :)
~M

Shadows in the Night

Happy Wednesday, y’all! Time for another episode of Wednesday Briefs! This week's prompt is:  "peanut butter jelly time" 
or use the alternates:
use: fish, magic, investment or
"dreaming in the quietest moments" or
use some sort of dessert  
I’m using some sort of dessert 
Shadows in the Night Ch 17
The Other glanced at his guest in the back of his SUV and smiled as he bit into a Little Debbie snack cake. He bet Jason was going out of his mind right about now. The thought pleased him. What he wouldn’t give to see Jason’s reaction.
“Ah, Jason. Such a shame you left your mate unclaimed. Should have known better. You’re going to regret that—I’m going to make sure you regret that.”
This battle between him and Jason had raged for a very long time—almost since the beginning.
The Other drove silently through the night, remembering. As far back as he could recall, he’d been in Jason’s shadow. Nothing he did was a good enough, and their father had let him know it, in no uncertain terms. Even his own totem wasn’t as magnificent as Jason’s—the bastard had been claimed by a black cougar spirit, something so rare that it was practically myth.
And what animal spirit had he ended up with? Just a regular cougar. Things had only gotten worse as they matured, and they’d finally come to a head in a most dangerous way: he’d tried to destroy Jason’s totem. It was the only way to destroy one of their kind. Kill the animal totem… kill the human. Their father had decreed his own totem be destroyed, but Jason had argued for banishment instead. Stupid of him. Even their father had known Jason was making a huge mistake.
“I’ll make you pay for all the things you did to me, Jason. And you’ve given me the way to do it.” His hate knew no bounds.
Snapping back to the present, he drove to an out-of-the-way property he owned. Of course, considering what his job was, he’d been one of the first to know when the property came on the market. He’d bought it immediately. Real estate was his business after all. The little cabin was deep in the woods; no one lived close by simply because of the land that went with the cabin—land that stretched for miles in every direction… his territory.
He parked the big, black SUV behind a run-down cabin. Thoroughly checking around him, he walked to the back of the SUV and opened the door. There, his arms tied behind him, was his prize. Slowly he ran his hand down the length of Chip’s body. He had yet to make up his mind what he wanted to do with Chip. He could mate the human, which was sure to devastate Jason. Or he could kill Chip—but that would end Jason’s suffering much too fast. If he mated Chip, then Jason would have to spend the rest of his life knowing Chip was being abused.
“Ah, decisions, decisions.”
Looking down at Chip, he mulled over the situation. The human was still unconscious, which worked out well for him since he wasn’t ready to deal with demands and questions. The Other lifted Chip and threw his body over his shoulder. The night was eerily silent; none of the forest animals sang their usual song. He unlocked the cabin door and made his way to the basement. When he’d bought the property years ago, he’d hoped one day it would come in useful. He’d love nothing more than to have Jason there, trapped and helpless—completely at his mercy. But this… this was even better.
“It’s a shame you got caught up in this mess, Chip. Nothing personal, mind you. But I’ve never been one to let an opportunity pass, and this one is golden.” The Other patted Chip’s ass as he dropped him on the small bed. “I’d love to see the look on Jason’s face when he figures out you’re missing—and who has you. He’ll know without a doubt it was me. Should be very interesting.”
The Other untied Chip’s hands. At the end of the full-sized bed was a length of chain with a padded shackle. He quickly chained one of Chip’s ankles to a bolt in the floor. Then he removed Chip’s shoes and socks. If Chip somehow did manage to get out of the basement, and through the locked door, he’d have a hard time hiking through the forest with no shoes. Add to that Chip probably had no clue where they were. He was tempted to remove Chip’s clothes, but that could wait until later… until he had more time to spend with his reluctant guest. For now, this would have to do.
He glanced around the basement. There were no windows for Chip to escape through or call for help from. A small TV sat on an old stand close to the bed. There was a tiny bathroom attached to the room, and Chip had enough slack in the chain to reach it. The Other had installed a small refrigerator that held snacks—Chip wouldn’t starve before he returned tomorrow. His guest was very lucky; he had electricity, running water, food, and sheets on the bed. All in all, a very nice prison.
“I’ll be seeing you shortly.”
The Other locked the door on his way out. It was midnight, and he wanted nothing more than to give over to his cougar and run his territory. Tomorrow, he’d have plenty of time to spend with his captive, especially since he’d taken a week off from work. He was fully aware that he’d pushed Jason past his limit—by the time this deal was over, either he or Jason would be dead. What he had done—stealing a mate with every intention of hurting that mate—was unforgivable. This time Jason would be the one to try and end his life, instead of arguing for it. ~To be continued. (LOL, I'm expanding this story and gave some folks name that didn't have names before. Thank goodness I noticed I used the The Other's actual name in this flash! That probably would've confused the hell of of y'all... Just in case some if y'all haven't figured out who The Other is yet. Hehehe.)Until next week y’all. Remember to drop by the other Bloggers!

LM Brown m/mNephylim m/mMichael Mandrake m/mTali m/mJulie Lynn Hayes m/m

Elyzabeth M. VaLey m/f

Tuesday and Tattoos

Hey everyone! Hope the work week is going fast for ya!

Before we get to the post I wanted to mention something that's been going on. On Twitter I saw a link about someone who got sued for using copyrighted materials on their blog. Without going into all the details, this person used Google Images for stuff to post about.

Something that many of us do. The blogger removed the material when asked, but that wasn't enough. She got sued. And frankly, that scares the hell of out me. Granted, the odds of that actually happening are low... but it has happened and that's enough for me. I don't want to be the next one sued over pictures I found on the web.

So, I'm using stuff I'm allowed to use to be safe. And yes, that's going to cut down on the man candy until I can find a photographer/artist who will let use their stuff in return for free advertising. For now. I'll just keep using things that can be used.

And just to be clear-I'm not taking sides in this debate. So, on to the post!

~M

The Harvest-The Foursome

“I programmed it to our size but it can go much larger, too. Isn’t that right, Colt?”


“Yah, yah, much bigger,” Colt replied breathlessly.


Another tentacle snaked up both our chests and then split into two parts. Both my nipples were covered. Then, whatever this thing was, it started sucking, nibbling and rolling, my nipples. My cock jumped and Colt hissed. The ones on his chest were doing the same. Finally another tentacle broke off from the main part and crept up toward my mouth. It shaped itself into the formed of a penis shape and bumped my lips.


“Open up, Dale.” Keyno patted my ass. “It won’t choke you.”


Still unsure, but trusting my mate, I opened up and it slipped inside. It filled my mouth but stopped short of gagging me. Colt moaned, drawing my attention back to him. His mouth was full too. He smirked at me as I suck on the thing.


“We’ll be right here, you’re safe.” Keyno kissed my shoulder, then looked at Ti. “He’s ready.”


Ti hit a button and the damn thing started to vibrate— everywhere. Sensations washed through me from my nipples, ass and dick. I jerked, then screeched. None of the toys Keyno and I used vibrated that fast.


“I didn’t turn it as high as I usually do for Colt. You’re not used to the level he is,” Ti said.


I wanted to point out I wasn’t used to this level.


“You okay?” Keyno asked.


I nodded my head yes I was fine, if somewhat overwhelmed. Then that damn gangbanger thrust against me, rubbing that long dick of his against mine. My eyes rolled back in my head. The tightness of our dicks pressed together—trapped together, actually—the closeness, him sliding up and down against me, the vibrations ever enough to overload my system and have me squirming.


Ti ran his hands over Colt’s ass watching the muscles flex under his hands. His forked tongue slipped out and tickled the shell of Colt’s ear, dragging a harsh moan from Colt. His chest rose and fell quickly as Ti held something up in his hand. Colt’s eyes widened slightly as he looked at what Ti held. The wicked promise in Ti’s eyes, along with the small stubs on the paddle, made Colt whimper slightly in need.


Colt grunted harshly as Ti rained the first few blows down on his ass with a small paddle. I heard the sound of something cutting through the air a second before Keyno paddled my right ass cheek. I jumped, which made our dicks rubbed together and moaned as Colt thrust harder against me in return. Pain, along with pleasure, ran through my body. Even then I knew Ti spanked Colt much harder than Keyno spanked me.


A bead of sweat ran down Colt’s face. Memorized, I watched as it tracked down his cheek. The vibrations around our dicks, his thrusting against me, the thing buried up my ass, the pressure on my nipples… I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. Then Keyno started on my left cheek. Five quick hits followed by his hand soothing the burning skin.


Keyno leaned in and nibbled up my neck. Panting, I turned my head and exposed the sensitive skin to him. He rubbed his cheek along my neck, his scent flooding me. 


“Watch.” Keyno turned my head toward Ti. He paddled Colt with a viciousness that would have had me screaming in pain. Colt, damn his eyes, was grunting, staining toward Ti as if to ask for more—the cords in his neck standing out.


“You want Dale in that swing, mate?” Ti asked as he rained more blows on Colt’s ass. “You want to fuck him first?”


Colt grunted and nodded his head frantically, his dark eyes trained on me.


“Then don’t come until after he does. I’m going to release the tension on both your balls. You better hold out if you want his ass, mate. Or I’ll really paddle you.”


Colt growled deep in his chest as the tension on us was released. He stared at me, thrusting his dick against mine as Ti continued to hit him. The determination on his face was scary. Lost in his dark eyes I nearly screamed when Keyno leaned in and bit my neck—his teeth barely broke the skin, but that was all it took. I came, covering Colt and myself.


“Good job, Colt. You get your wish.” Ti hit Colt several more times, then stopped.


I yelled around the thing in my mouth as come flowed from the head of my cock. Suddenly the Sinpurmax released its hold on both Colt and me. The tentacles recoiled, slipping out of my ass and mouth. Keyno wrapped his arms around my body, holding me up since my knees had collapsed.


“Easy there, love. You need a break before the next part?”


No-no, I’m fine.” I panted hard as my body shook from my orgasm, gasping for air as Keyno undid the spreader bars. “Holy hell, that was... freaky.”


Keyno frowned at me. “Too freaky?”


“No, just freaky. I’m not saying I want to stop.”


“Excellent. The best is yet to… come.”


I rolled my eyes. Keyno and the English language... well, that was a dangerous thing.


Keyno helped me over to the swing and lifted me up into it. I laid back and was surprised how supported I felt. Keyno lifted my legs and tied the cuffs to them. My knees were supported comfortably and spread open. Keyno stood between my legs and watched me gently stroke my soft dick, then he stepped back.


“Mmm, perfect view of your hole. Now let’s get those hands tied and off that cock.”


Keyno tied my hands by my sides while Ti unlocked Colt from the spreader bars. Colt turned around. As soon as he saw my legs tied apart and my hole so open and vulnerable he grabbed Ti around the shoulders.


“Oh—fuck…” Colt moaned as he looked at me. Ti grabbed Colt by the hair and jerked his head back until they were staring into each other’s eyes.


“Are you going to come as soon as you enter him?” Ti demanded.


Colt pants reached even me from where he was standing. “Possibly. Damn Ti, look at him.”


“Maybe you should wait. If you come on the third stoke it spoils the fun for you both. This isn’t punishment, but more of a chance to get yourself together, mate.” Ti held up his hand, cutting off Colt’s objections. “Get control first, then fuck him.”


“Suck him back to hardness, Colt, while Ti fucks him and he sucks me,” Keyno said. “Trust me, he’s not going anywhere.”


“Oh Jesus,” I moaned as Keyno stood behind my head. I closed my eyes.


Ti knelt between my legs as Keyno unhooked the strap supporting my head. My head dropped back, giving me an upside down view of my mate. Holding his dick he teased the head across my lips. My tongue chased after him. Just as the thick head slipped in, Ti eased two fingers in me. Both he and Colt were between my spread legs. I moaned around the tip of Keyno’s cock.


“Nice, he’s still loose from the Sinpurmax,” Ti said as Colt kissed the inside of my thighs, “good and hot inside here.”


“Yah, papi work another finger into that hungry hole. Look at it twitch.” Colt hissed as another finger entered me. “He’s gettin’ hard for ya.”


Of course I was; Ti was rubbing my hot spot.


“You okay?” I opened my eyes and stared at the upside-down view I had of Keyno.


I winked at my mate. He laughed softly as I sucked harder on his dick. He slipped a few more inches inside my mouth and I hummed as precum flooded my throat, then arched as Ti’s forked tongue snaked up my ass. Frantic moans poured out from around Keyno’s dick.


“What’s going on down there? Something sure has Dale sucking hard,” Keyno gasped.


Colt stepped around my leg and grasped my throbbing dick. “Ti has that fuckin’ forked tongue of his buried up Dale’s ass. That thing is wicked.”

TBC
~M