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Not Enough Hours in the Day, but Writing! with @MeganSlayer #iamwriting #iamwritinghot

Some days it feels like I can’t get anything accomplished. Feels like I’m spinning my wheels. Like, no matter what I do, I’m just … blah. Does that make sense? Don’t think I’m complaining. I’m not. But there are days it feels like I’m slogging around in mud.

Today started out as one of those days. I knew what I wanted to accomplish, but golly, it didn’t seem to want to work out. When that happens, I try to find things to motivate me. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. Lol!

What helped was the release of Her Sir yesterday. I’m excited about this book. It’s one of the hottest books I’ve ever written. It pushes boundaries–for me it does. So I wanted everyone to know about it. Still do. Grin. Knowing it was out and wanting to shout about it, has helped get my motivation back into working order. I’m starting on the next book in the series today. I can’t wait.

No more mud. Grin.

Want to know more about Her Sir? Here you go!

Her Sir by Megan Slayer

Evernight Publishing

Contemporary Erotic Romance

M/F, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking

 

There’s only one man for Andi—her Sir.

Andi McCarron knew the moment she met Sir’s gaze, he’d change her life forever. Despite other Doms wanting her as their sub, she only submits to him because he knows how to make her skin tingle. The pain delivered from his crop makes her spirit sing. She needs Sir but she wants more—except he’s not interested in taking the relationship outside of the club. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the one wielding the crop, won’t leave the club?

Dean Meyer craves his sweet sub, Andi. She fills his dreams and fantasies, but she wants a relationship. He’s not sure she can handle both his demons and secrets. Still, he can’t deny the attraction to her. When fate throws them together, he has to make a choice—give his sub what she needs or let her go for good.

 

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Biting Love by @MeganSlayer #vampire #romance #gayromance #novella #hotread

Biting Love By Megan Slayer 

A Rosie Peaks Crossover Novella

Megan Slayer Publications

M/M, Anal Sex

Vampires

Contemporary, Paranormal

 

Mix one vampire with one human who doesn’t believe in the paranormal and add some sizzle.

Anson wasn’t looking for a partner when he spotted the handsome human, but he’s not about to argue when the mood strikes. He’s got to bring a date to the Halloween bash and Parker fits his bill exactly. Now all he needs to do is convince Parker that vampires truly exist.

Parker is practical, intelligent and a little on the geeky side. He can’t believe his eyes—a handsome man has not only hit on him, but asked him out…to a masquerade ball. He doesn’t believe in vampires, but Anson wears his Dracula costume a bit too well.

Can these two find love and trust after all or will the sparks only last until the dawn?

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EXCERPT: ©2017 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“Okay, then where’s your boyfriend?”

“Don’t have one.” Not since Seth dumped him a year ago. Seth wanted to sleep around and Parker wanted monogamy. According to Seth, gay men couldn’t be monogamous. The asshole. Parker tried to get him back, but Seth never called him again.

“You should.” Anson grasped Parker’s hand. “But it makes this so much easier.”

“Me? I? What?” Oh Jesus, he had to stop talking. He made no sense and he could’ve sworn Anson wanted to kiss him.

“It’s rather difficult to ask someone out if they’ve already got a date or boyfriend.” Anson scooted he chair around the table until he sat next to Parker. “Right?”

“You’re asking me out?” He must’ve heard Anson wrong and understood the wrong vibes. “Really?”

“Of course…unless you don’t want to.” Anson trailed his fingers down the back of Parker’s neck. His eyes shimmered. “Not interested?”

“I…yes.” Christ. Start going for what you want, Parker. “I’d like a date. Yes. But I need some time. I mean—not tonight.” Shit. He was fucking up the plan. “I mean…”

“I’m pretty free. What works for you?”

“Uh…I need to get this paper down. But I’ve got time around lunch tomorrow. If I can get this turned in before tomorrow night, I’ll be free for Halloween. Would lunch work? Then if you don’t like me, we’re not committed to a night date?” He’d just talked himself out of a date. Shit.

“No good. I’m…in a class at lunch.” Anson draped his arm across the back of Parker’s chair. “I’m better at night.”

“Oh.” Anson didn’t strike him as a college student. “Which class? I could meet you at your building afterward.”

“Uh…it’s off campus at the sculpture building at the old farm.” Anson nodded. “You know, all of those power tools and bending machines. They can’t have it too close to campus in case one of the artists does something crazy.”

“I doubt that.” He turned in his seat to face Anson. “The worst you could do is burn down the building, but why? Performance art? Nah. You’re all careful. It’s a reason to be out there.” He wanted to touch Anson and prove to himself the man was real. He rested his forearms on his thighs instead. “I’ve never been to the arts building out there, so I wouldn’t know too much about it.”

“Oh? Why not?”

“No wheels.” Embarrassment washed over him. If his dorky personality wasn’t enough to push Anson away, his lack of a car would be the topper. “I had to sell my car to make my tuition payment. My job at the front desk at the student housing complex was cut.”

“That’s awful.” Anson didn’t pull away. He kept caressing Parker’s biceps.

“Unless I can find a sugar daddy or get some cash flowing from my writing, I’ll have to get a part time job over at the burger joint across from the student center. It’s not a bad job, but I’d rather be writing.” He smiled to hide how he felt—embarrassed, dejected, screwed over. He had to get more positivity into his life, but damn it. Life kept throwing him curveballs.

“You never told me what you write.” Anson wriggled his eyebrows. “Anything juicy?”

“No.” Here he wanted to be a writer and he hadn’t self-promoted. Bad Parker. “Science fiction with a little paranormal mixed in. It really depends on the day and my mood. I’ve got one about aliens invading the earth and this one is more paranormal.”

“Really?” Anson smiled.

Parker couldn’t read his expression. “You don’t like it? Too out there for you?”

“No, I’m fascinated.”

“You are?”

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Anyone else in the mood for a HAWT teaser? ABEL’S OBSESSION by @AuthorLynnBurke

A young man of religious fervor and self-control, Abel Beiler is finally about to sink into his obsession, Dani-Lyn…hold on tight and enjoy. *wink*

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I stood between her spread, trembling thighs. Pink flushed her chest, eyes half-lidded, hair tangled, arms overhead and shaking like her legs…

“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in all of my life,” I said, wrapping my hand around my cock. Looking down, I realized my shirt hindered my view. Taking care not to rip my gut shirt, I undid the buttons and pushed it off my shoulders.

My cock bobbed mere inches away from the mystery I had contemplated and dreamed of for years.

“Please take me, Abel,” Dani said, her gaze flitting over my upper body. “You’ve proven you’re an oak, but I need you. Now.”

“W-what about protection?”

“I’m on the pill and clean as a whistle. Now get your cock inside of me. Please.”

Grasping her knees and pressing them wide again, I stepped close, dropping my attention to the distance closing between our bodies.

I waited for the span of three heartbeats. Waited for the voice I had always begged to hear commanding me to stop, but only Dani’s “please” rang in my ears.

The head of my cock brushed against her wetness, my own pre-cum adding to the slickness easing my way in as I pressed forward, inch by slow inch, teeth grit to keep from exploding.

Tight. Hot.

“Holy … fuck.” I groaned. Nothing at all like my hand, nothing I could ever have imagined—fifty times better.

Seated deep inside of her, I held still and inhaled a deep breath. I could stay here forever.

Dani fidgeted beneath me. “Move, Abel. Please.”

I backed out, relishing every sensation of her body clutching at my cock, flutters attacking my chest, heartbeat thumping in my ears … weakness in my knees. My attention glued to my cock as I withdrew to the tip, our combined arousal coating every inch. I pushed back in faster than the first time.

“Fuck,” I ground the word out again as Dani clamped hard around me.

She propped up on her elbows, watching same as I did where our bodies connected. “So fucking hot. God damn, I knew you would feel this amazing inside of me.”

I pulled out and thrust deep, our combined moans edging me toward losing the self-control I held onto with a loosening grip. Slamming into her over and over again, I lost my focus to the tightness gripping my cock—how perfect she felt—how I wanted to see my cum leaking from her pussy.

“So tight.” I groaned, words pouring from me unheeded. “So sorry … so wrong, but I need. Need.”

“Harder.” She gasped and lay back again, arms overhead and grasping at the bed linens. “Fuck. Me. Harder.” Each word flew past her lips with each thrust of my cock.

My body took over, and I abandoned to my desire, grunting and cursing as my balls slapped against her ass. I gripped her knees tight, my fingers digging into her as she reached between her legs, her finger flicking her clit back and forth.

“God, Abel. Yes. Oh, yes! I’m coming!”

Her body clamped around me like a vice and she cried out my name again, her back arching off the bed.

Too much.

My orgasm ripped up through my legs, into my spine, and rushed from my balls. I spurted deep inside of her twice and forced myself to pull out, needing to mark her—see my cum on her. Another two spurts shot over her clit and labia as a strangled groan escaped me, tremors ripping through my body.

Dani’s legs shuddered in my hold as her pussy contracted, dripping my cum from her hole.

Heaving for breath, I stared.

This.

This is living … this is satisfaction.

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