This is my first Masturbation Monday… Be gentle. Wait no. Forget I said that. I hate it gentle 😉
I’ve always been a fan of self-love and when a friend told me about this bloghop, it seemed the perfect spot to share some snippets from some of my characters who love to indulge as well.
This unedited excerpt is from the next book in the Drakyl Ranch series titled Duty (Expected release Early 2019). Jeffrey is still getting used to being a drakyl and having Cor over for a visit gives him all sorts of ideas.
With a clear image in his head now of how the man looked, both front and back, this was the best visual he’d ever had to wank off with.
Grabbing the bottle of lube that was on his side table, he squirted some directly over his shaft and grasped the base, giving it a sharp tug even as the shower started up and a few grunts and groans came from Aaron and Jaret’s room. Keeping in mind Cor’s fantastic physique, Jeffrey tried to go slow, but he couldn’t. With that superb piece of man flesh just down the hall, he couldn’t think straight. His hand moved fast, rushing from balls to tip and back again, driving his need higher as he imagined the scene in the hallway just a little differently.
Cor turned around, looking him up and down, a long tongue sliding along his lower lip as his eyes fastened on the bulge in Jeffrey’s briefs. “Well, hello, Jeffrey,” he said, taking a determined step forward, his movements almost catlike. Deep brown eyes lifted and locked on with his as he took another step. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
“Yes, yes,” he gasped, rubbing his palm over the tip and going back down quickly while his other hand grasped his balls and tugged.
They backed up into Jeffrey’s room and Cor slammed his door before reaching out and yanking him forward against his body. Thrusting his hips forward, Cor’s cock rubbed roughly against his own and—
A low cry left his lips as he came, jets of liquid pouring across his stomach before he could even reach the ending of what was most definitely a great wet dream. “Fuck.”
Living in Montana and working the ranch is all Aaron wants to do for the rest of his life. Diagnosed as allergic to the sun thirteen years previous, every day is a struggle to get out of bed. Having to wear long-sleeved shirts, gloves, and even material to cover his face from the effects of the sun, just makes it all worse. Now, in his thirty-second year, he is sure this will be his last summer. While he hates it, he knows he needs to come to terms with the truth and put things in order for his younger cousins. Before he does so, he heads out for one night of pleasure before facing what’s coming.
Jaret loves excitement and new adventures. For over five hundred years, he has sought them out. In Montana on a whim, he comes across someone he doesn’t expect, someone who makes him feel things he does not understand and does not want to give up. In no time at all, he feels like he cannot live without Aaron. The only problem is Aaron doesn’t know who he is, what he is, nor that he isn’t going to die. Not on Jaret’s watch. With a plan to help the other man discover who he is in place, he only has one thing to worry about: whether an ancient enemy will come and destroy everything he now holds dear.
Warning: This book is a paranormal m/m romance with some horror elements. It also crosses cowboy and vampire genres. If you don’t think cowboys look hot with fangs, you’re missing out.
Hope that fits the hop *wink* Now for some more drool-worthy snippets