I hope you are enjoying all of the wonderful excerpts from Changeling Authors. Below is an R-rated excerpt from my newest release.
Collin is a Neko, a human cat hybrid, who has never had the chance to leave Aloria Island. The only way a Neko is ever allowed to go to the human world is if they become a pet to a demon. Collin has been in love with Adrian, the Prince of the Demons, for years, but Adrian doesn’t even seem to notice he exists, so when Porter, Prince Adrian’s cousin, asks Collin if he would like to be his pet for the Annual Reaping of Souls Ball, Collin jumps at the chance.
Prince Adrian has secretly lusted after Collin for years, but a demon and a Neko becoming lovers is not only unheard of, such a relationship is banned. With a rebel army threatening to overthrow Prince Adrian and the royal council, Collin has to choose sides. But neither choice guarantees him a place next to Prince Adrian’s side.
His blue-black hair would feel like silk against my skin. He would sit in front of me, his back perfectly straight, because princes don’t slouch. His hands, cool and big, would touch the sides of my face, pulling me closer so I could give him pleasure. And heaven knows I wanted to give him all the pleasure my Neko body could handle.
His hands would travel down his flat, tight abdomen to his pants. He would loosen his clothing and reveal his large, erect cock. I would lean forward and swallow him down my throat, hoping to hear his gasp of erotic pleasure.
My own body would be ready for him when he’d had enough of my mouth. I would look at him through my long dark lashes and the curtain of my blonde hair and give him my sweetest smile. The one I’d been practicing just for him. And I would finally say…
I blinked, the sunlight glaring down into my eyes. I felt the soft grass mixed with flowers underneath my bare arms. I could feel my face flush, and I wanted to hide, but instead I looked up at the person who had called my name.
Rolland, my older brother by four years, was staring down at me. He was frowning, but I could see he wanted to laugh. His hair, blonde like mine, fell just above his chin and he reached up to tug on a strand sticking to his brown, fur-covered cat’s ear. “You were dreaming again.”
“I’m a Neko. I sleep fourteen hours a day,” I said simply, sitting up so I could better hide my erection.
Rolland plopped down next to me and wrapped his arms around his knees. “Who do you dream about?”
Although Rolland was only twenty-nine, he was one of the oldest Nekos still living on Aloria. Unable to take the confinements of our beautiful prison, most Nekos had already settled for a demon master and left for the human world.
“No one,” I murmured. At least… no one I would ever have.
“Hmm. Doesn’t look like no one.” He pointed at the tent in my pants.
I blushed and punched him in the arm. “Hey, shut up.”
He held his hands up in defense and lowered his voice. “No one stays here forever, Collin. Eventually, all of us will choose to go to the Neko kingdom forever, or become a pet to a demon. You should tell that special girl you love her while there is still time.”
“I don’t like girls, Rolland.”
He looked embarrassed. “Oh, yeah, right.”
I was silent. There was no way I could tell him who I wanted. He would think I’d gone crazy and then he would probably feel bad for me. “What do pets do, anyway?”
Rolland looked at me. “Why do you want to know?”
I had to be careful. “Just curious.”
“Whatever their master wants.”
“Is that why you’re still here?”
“Me?” Rolland ruffled my hair, and then pinched my cat ear before standing up. “I’m not going anywhere until you do.”
He was going to be waiting a while. I took his waiting hand and then followed him down the dirt path back home. We lived on an island surrounded by a sort of energy field that prevented humans from detecting us. I’d heard the kinder demons who came to Aloria frequently say that it was in our best interest humans not find us.
Sure, I knew it was a strange concept for humans to imagine half cat, half human hybrids, but I was living proof we existed.
The real reason for our invisible wall of protection, the one whispered amongst the bolder Nekos, was that the demons would never let us go. They had conquered us some four hundred years ago, and clearly we weren’t fighting anymore.
The futility of it all just made me want to chuck myself into the ocean. I wondered how long I could swim before making it to the force field. And then what would happen?
Maybe the energy field was all just a lie.
Our cottages were tailored to each family so after our parents and our sister left, Rolland and I had lived alone. Neither one of us had children or a Neko mate, so our house would probably be given to another, larger family if we chose to go to the Neko kingdom, which was really just another island without any hope of escape.
I pushed open our door and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Sometimes, I wanted to go to join the rest of our family on the Neko homeland, but I couldn’t leave the dark-haired prince from my dreams…
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Sophia Carpenter feels like Cinderella working the dirt farm for her alcoholic papa. After being wounded, Confederate soldier Lucas Grady jumps out of the ambulance wagon and deserts, making it to Sophia’s farm before collapsing. Will he turn out to be Prince Charming or nothing but trouble?
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Moses Jordan is a part African American, Billionaire Computer Geek.
He is also in charge, her Dom. Imogen Walters is a tall, leggy blonde who practices law.
She is his property, his Sub.
They share a fifth floor luxury apartment overlooking Sydney Harbour.
She drives a Mercedes, he drives a Ferrari.
She practices law with confidence and is in command, until she steps through the door of their home. He has vowed to never release her.
Does she want to be freed?
Originally Published as Master Of Law
Imogen glanced across the courtroom. He was seated in the public gallery. Muscles bunched under his shirt, his long black hair hung down to his shoulders and his chocolate brown eyes locked with hers. Warmth pooled in her pussy, she found it difficult to concentrate knowing his hungry gaze was watching her every move.
Moses tilted his lips into a grin, he had noticed Imogen squirming uncomfortably when she had first noticed him. The beautiful, tall, leggy blonde rose from her chair, turned her back and began fiddling with papers. He knew he was being unfair. This was an important trial for his sub. It involved the Mayor’s son and could make or break her brilliant career.
Imogen breathed deeply. She couldn’t let her clients down by being distracted. I will talk to Moses tonight. I can’t have him attending this trial and distracting me.
“Please rise for the Honourable Judge Dalton O’Malley,” a voice from the front of the courtroom announced.
Imogen came to attention and when she dared to take a quick peek in the direction of the gallery, she noticed Moses had left. She breathed deep with relief.
Moses strolled outside into the bright sunshine. He had done what he had come to do, unnerve his sub. She needed to be kept informed of who was in charge at all times. He smiled to himself as he headed for his favourite café at Circular Quay.
He would enjoy a latté while he drank in the first warmth of summer and made plans for tonight. She would pay for daring to turn her back on him.
He weaved his way down George Street, smiling at several women and girls as he went. He was well aware his physique attracted interest but he had the only woman he wanted. Maybe she could come home and find another woman in the apartment? That would remind her that I am in charge and it would punish her for turning her back on me.
Moses dismissed the thought of another female. It would devastate Imogen and, although she had to be disciplined, he would never be cruel.
He entered the café on the waterfront and was immediately shown to a table overlooking the harbour. The view was magnificent as water sparkled in the sunlight and vessels of every shape, colour and size floated in all directions. Moses was content. He picked up the daily paper which had been placed down with his latté and began reading.
He would not pick Imogen up from the trial as planned. He would meet her at home and put his plan into action.
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M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation
Quickie line – Contemporary, Fantasy, LGBT
Ellora’s Cave Spectrum Short Story
One touch from his lover and this marble will come to life.
Kratos, God of power and strength, has been imprisoned in pure white marble for more than two centuries. His lover can break the spell—if only his lover would find him.
Andy Green knows his ancient artifacts. He spends his days restoring works of art. When the sculpture of Kratos enters his studio, he can’t hide his attraction. Will he be able to free the god or will forces beyond his control destroy everything he’s earned?
©Megan Slayer, 2014, all rights reserved
Andy strolled down the hallway to the restoration room with his bag slung over his shoulder. He still couldn’t wrap his mind around what had happened. One minute he was cleaning a sexy statue and the next he was talking to the man who’d been the statue. His stomach rumbled. Maybe the encounter with Kratos came out of his lack of food in the last twelve hours. Possibly.
When Andy entered the room, Kratos stood next to his pedestal. He grinned and pointed to the place he’d once stood.
“Magic.” Kratos’ smile grew and he shrugged. “Gods can do things like that.”
“You—you put you up there.” Andy touched the marble. The stone chilled his fingers. The statue resembled the one brought in for him to clean. He studied the facial expression. “It’s almost like you.” His gaze switched between Kratos and the marble. “He’s not so pensive. Less detailed.” He turned his attention back to Kratos. “What happened?”
“I am a god. We have magic at our fingertips.”
Andy stared at the naked man. He kept saying he was a god. The replica statue helped—especially since it had been conjured seemingly out of thin air, but still. The bag on his shoulder slipped to the crook of his arm.
“Oh fuck.” Andy offered him the gym bag. “Here are some clothes. I’ll leave you alone to get dressed.”
“Why?” Kratos accepted the bag. “How does this work?” He tugged on the bag. “I’ve never seen one like this before.”
“I forgot. It’s a zipper.” Andy tugged the tab, opening the bag. “If you’re sticking around a while, I’ll have to get you up to speed on current culture.” That is, if Kratos wanted him to teach him. The man could always tell him to get lost.
“I hope you do.” Kratos withdrew the T-shirt. He wrestled the garment over his head, covering his chest. The shirt molded to his upper body like a second skin.
“Wow,” Andy murmured. “Looks great on you.” He expected Kratos to kick him out of the room and want privacy. He was a god, right? Didn’t gods expect preferential treatment? “I’ll leave you alone to change.”
Here’s an adult excerpt from my upcoming short story, Timeless Desire, which is due for release on the 10th September, but is available for pre-order now. It’s an erotic romance with a ghostly twist. Enjoy ;)
The snap of latex brought Emily back to the present, and she watched, grinning, as George secured the condom at the base of his dick then moved back to her, between her thighs once more.
“Hello gorgeous,” he said, grasping his cock and aiming the head at her entrance. “You ready for me?”
“Fuck, yes,” she said, surprised that she already sounded so breathless. “I want you in me now, George, and I want you hard and fast. I’ve no idea how you’ve turned me into such a sex-mad slut, but I kinda like it.”
“I like it too,” he growled, then pressed his lips to hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth at the same time as he entered her pussy.
The symmetry wasn’t lost on Emily, and she gave herself over to pleasure, slipping her arms around George’s neck and holding on tight as he began to fuck her. Hard, as she’d requested, then harder. She was soon incredibly glad they were the only two people in the enormous building, because her pants and groans had morphed into shrieks and cries of pure delight. They grew louder as George’s cock and the nimble fingers he’d applied to her clit did their work, carrying her closer and closer to a much-needed climax.
It wasn’t long before the climax hit, crashing through her body and sending her spiraling into complete and utter bliss. She was barely aware of the man between her thighs any more, as she enjoyed the unrivaled pleasure. Reveled in it.
After a little while, George forced her awareness back to him. The last vestiges of her release had ebbed away, and it seemed he was working towards his own. He now had both hands back on her bum, and his fingers dug so tightly into her skin that she was sure she’d have marks. But she didn’t care, they’d be a kinky reminder. And perhaps he’d add to them, maybe several times, before she finished the project at Westbury. She hoped so.
Her cunt continued to flutter around George’s dick as he fucked her hard, and she slipped her hand between her thighs, wondering if she could tease another orgasm out of her body before he was done. In fact, she was determined she would.
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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She ownsErotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9