Dakota focuses on fun, sex and winning the National Finals Rodeo until his private life spins out of control and he struggles to keep his world from falling apart.
An earlier release date become available and “Roping in His Heart” will now be available at these new release dates:
Preorder: 13th August
General Release: 24th September
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My short story for DreamSpinners was accepted today!
It should be released as part of their 2019 Dreamspinner Press Advent Calendar and as a single. Look for “Piecing Together His Life” sometime in December.
Small time town with big time drama.
Pete walked back to the bed with a beer in either hand and handed one to Alec with an accompanying wink. He couldn’t help but examine Pete’s rampant dick.
“Like something you see?”
This time Alec refused to become embarrassed by the teasing Pete was giving him. He traced his cold bottle over the underside of his thick cock. It surprised him when Pete did nothing more than flex his cock. With that he gave Pete a studied gaze. “I’m liking everything. Turn around and let me take a look at your butt.”
A deep laugh came from Pete before he turned around and flexed his ass at Pete. “See anything you might like to play with.”
Alec ran his hand over the globes of Pete’s butt. Tight muscle under his fingertips had waves of pleasure flowing through him. When Pete wiggled it again, Alec took the foreplay to a new level. He moved them around until Pete stood beside the bed with his chest across the mattress and ass in the air. Alec took charge of the moment.
“Spread it for me. I want to see your tight pink hole.”
Pete reached back and pried his ass open before glancing back at Alec. “You like that? Think you could find something to do?”
Without comment, he grabbed his beer from the nightstand, leaned forward and dribbled s tiny stream of the amber liquid into Pete’s crack. Alec lunged forward and licked at Pete’s butt like a dying man. It didn’t take long before Pete moved in symphony with Alec’s flicking tongue.
The delicious teasing lasted for years, or at least that was the feeling he seemed be enjoying. Alec dropped lower and ran over at Pete’s taint. He kept up the steady attention until he shivered from Alec’s attention. A few more seconds passed as Alec drove Pete ever closer to coming. Alec didn’t want to push Pete any further than things seemed to be moving. He resigned himself to helping Pete reach his orgasm and leave it at that, especially for an early connection between them. Then Pete whimpered and almost screamed.
“Fuck me! Give me some of that dick.”
Alec smiled to himself but moved into position. He bounced the bulging head of his cock against Pete’s swelling hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube and smeared a heavy coating over his bulging shaft. Once the sounds of wet cock filled the room, he dribbled more of the clear gel onto the crack of Pete’s ass. He ran his finger down his butt before sinking it deep inside Pete.
He continued to ready Pete for the fucking he’d planned. By the time he had three fingers ramming into Pete’s sweet ass, leaving him limp against the bed. He slipped between Pete’s legs and pressed his cock against Pete’s used opening. He eased himself inside, loving the sensation of Pete’s tight ass surrounding him. Soon he reached his depth and paused to keep from nutting. He draped himself over Pete’s back and enjoyed a thrill he hadn’t had the chance to enjoy in a long time.
After enjoying the sensations, he fucked Pete. Slowly at first then with more strength, he reached the point where he slammed his cock into Pete. With each thrust their skin slapped together and with the passage of several minutes Alec’s desire grew. He reached under Pete and tweaked his nipples. With that maneuver, Pete bucked under him like an unbroken stallion.
The combination sent Alec roaring closer. It took little time now before he was close to his finale. Then Pete shook and sent his first spray across the bed. The stimulation was the little push he needed to come. The two of them worked between the two of them until each of them reached their final volley. Alec fell limp across Pete and whispered, “That was amazing.”
Pete sighed. “That was beyond amazing.”
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Small time town with big time drama.
The credits rolled past as the movie ended. He squirmed a little and realized he had stretched across the sofa with his head in Pete’s lap. Where his hand rested on Alec’s shoulder created a connection that pulsed through his body. He laid still enjoying the intimacy until Pete slipped his fingers over Alec’s hair and smiled.
“How did you enjoy the movie?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “I’m afraid I blew that part of the night and slept through the last half. Sorry about that.”
It didn’t seem to matter with Pete. He seemed content with how things had progressed. At least so far.
They met each other’s gaze before Pete winked at Alec. “You’re really cute. Would you like to spend the night?”
There was a flutter in Alec’s stomach a staying the night with Pete. He didn’t hesitate long before giving his answer. “I’d love to spend the night.” He hesitated then plunged into the what he didn’t want to jump into. Alec sighed, dropped his head then continued in a soft voice. “I ain’t all that much to look at while you’re fucking hot. I’d enjoyed being with you and want it to continue, but I’m not interested in a one-night stand.”
Pete leaned close enough until Alec shook at the musk coming from the man who was oh so close. With their faces inches apart Pete whispered. “I think you’re amazingly hot guy and I’m not interested in a one-night stand either.” He ran his hand across Alec’s cheek. It only took a second for him to enjoy the sensations generated by the touch. When Pete’s breath wafted over Alec’s face, leaving him ready for more.
Alec struggled to steady himself as Pete drew a short distance away. Alec shivered as his cock flexed inside his jeans. He was beginning to know what his hopes were for the evening and he hoped he could explain his feelings to Pete without seeming to be a pain in the ass.
Pete’s smile grew more charming with each passing second until Alec couldn’t resist taking charge of the situation for at least a short time. He took Pete by the shoulder and guided them closer until their lips touched with a softness Alec found crackled through his body. The initial touch became more heated as Alec’s embrace went tighter. It was only a short time when they had landed on the bed and writhed in each other’s arms.
Alec sat on Pete and gasping for air. As he could focus, he realized Pete was unbuttoning his shirt. He bit his lip to keep from crying out as Pete played with his exposed nipples. By the time several minutes of foreplay passed, Alec was ready to give Pete whatever he wanted in the realm of sexual pleasure. They rolled across the bed and Alec tugged at Pete’s shirt until he tossed to land beside Alec’s.
Their exploration became more heated when Pete reached between them and squeezed Alec’s package. A few seconds later Pete was enthusiastic about groping hardening cock. Alec threw his hand over his head and grabbed the headboard while Pete worked him until he was reaching the edge of his climax.
Soon Alec’s cock stretched down the leg of his jeans. Pete straddled him and rocked back and forth while Alec strained to keep from exploding. His eyes flew open when Pete pinched his hardened nipples and twisted them between his fingers.
“Fuck! You’re going to make me come.”
Pete tugged at them again, then let them go and attacked them with his teeth and lips. His work had Alec thrusting upward against Pete, climbing nearer his release. Then he growled when Pete stopped his foreplay.
“Ah, fuck. Don’t stop.”
Pete cupped his hand under Alec’s bulge. “I want to see what you hid down here.”
Alec lifted himself to his elbows as Pete opened his jeans. He groaned as the zipper went lower until his bush and the base of his cock were exposed. Pete grabbed Alec’s dick and worked his hand down its length. Once he reached its tip, a low whistle came from his lips.
“Damn! You’re hung like a fucking horse.”
A flush of heat rolled over Alec as Pete slid his pants lower until his dick popped free. Pete tugged his foreskin then released it smiling as he did. “Damn! Let’s see what we can do with this thing.”
Before Alec could comment, Pete grabbed his cock, and he became engulfed in the best hand job of his life. His shaft became hard as granite with a stream of precum flowing down its side. By the time Pete had added additional strokes, Alec was flopping on the mattress like a freshly caught fish on a sandbar. Alec growled and his body tensed.
The first volley of white left a trail of cum over them. The grunting sounds from Alec grew louder while he painted them with semen. With a final tensioning of his muscles, a slow trail of cum flowed across Pete’s hand.
Pete licked the musky semen from his hand like an ice cream cone. An expression of lust built on his face as he squeezed Alex’s cock. “Ready for round two?” Pete asked.
Time is running out.
After saving the world twice, Xander, Jameson and friends plunge headlong into a new crisis. The ithani–the aliens who broke the world–have reawakened from their hundred millennia-long slumber. When Xander and Jameson disappear in a flash, an already fractured world is thrown into chaos.
The ithani plans, laid a hundred thousand years before, are finally coming to pass, and they threaten all life on Erro. Venin and Alix go on a desperate search for their missing and find more than they bargained for. And Quince, Robin and Jessa discover a secret as old as the skythane themselves.
Will alien technology, unexpected help from the distant past, destiny and some good old-fashioned firepower be enough to defeat an enemy with the power to split a world? The final battle of the epic science fiction adventure that began in Skythane will decide the fate of lander and skythane alike. And in the north, the ithani riseâ ¦
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Venin stood under the dome of the chapel, the waters of the Orn rushing past the small island to crash overthe edge of the crater rim, where they fell a thousand meters to the broken cityof Errian below.
The Erriani chapel was different from what he was used to back home. The Gaelani chapel in Gaelan had sat at the top of a tall pillar of stone, open to the night sky, a wide space of grass and trees that intertwined in a natural dome through which moonlight filtered down to make dappled shadows on the ground.
This chapel, instead, was a wonder of streaming sunlight, the columns a polished eggshell marble with glimmering seams of gold. Red creeper vines climbed up the columns, festooned with clusters of yellow flowers that gave off a sweet scent.
Both were bright and airy, but the Erriani chapel lay under a dome supported by fluted marble columns, a painted arch of daytime sky and the rose-colored sun blazing overhead.
The last time heâ d gone to chapel had been with Tazim, before his untimely death.
Longbefore the troubles that roiled the world now.
Something drew him back. A need to reconnect with his past. To bridge the gap between then and now, betweenwho he was and who he had become. Taz would have liked this place.
The chapel here had survived the attack, while much of Errian had not. The city below was a jumble of broken corrinder, the multistory plants that were the mainbuilding stock for the city. They would grow again, but the sight of the cityâ s beautiful white towers laid low struck him to the core.
So had Gaelan looked, after the flood.
Venin turned back to the chapel and unlacedhis boots, baring his muscular calves before he approached the fountain that splashed at its center. The cool flagstone beneath his feet sent a shiver up hisspine, and green moss filled the gaps between the stones.
Some builder whose name was lost to time had tapped into the river itself to make the fountain run, and the water leapt into the air with a manic energy around the golden statue of Erro, before falling back down to the pool.
Venin knelt atthe fountainâ s edge on one of the well-worn pads, laid his hands in the shallow water, and let his wings rest over himself, making a private place to pray.
Erro and Gael, spare us from danger and lift us up into the sky with your powerful wings.Â He gave Erro deference, being that this was his chapel, but he hoped Gael would hear him too. The god of his own people had beenknown to intervene in mortal affairs before, and if what Quince had told them about these ithaniwas true, they would need all the help they could get.
Veninâ s wings warmed.
He looked up in astonishment to see the statue of Erro giving off an intense golden glow. His mouth dropped open, and hestood and stared at its beautiful male curves and muscles. Maybe the gods were answering him.
Venin reached up and touched the statueâ s outstretched hand. The shock knocked him backward onto his ass, and he hit the ground hard, slamming into one of the marble columns.
Venin groaned, stunned, and reached back to feel his wings and spine. He seemed to be in one piece.
Tazwould have laughed his ass off at the whole thing.
After a moment he sat upcautiously. He wrapped his arms around his legs and stared up at the statue, hischin on his knees.
The glow was gone.
Did I imagine it?Â He stood and felt the back of his head. A lump was already forming there. Thatâ s gonna leave a mark.
Something had changed. Venin
Small time town with big time drama.
Alec stared out the wide expanse of glass, enjoying the twinkling lights of the city spread before him. He’d always enjoyed stargazing since he could remember. At home, the manmade illumination was few and far between and he loved to camp in the more remote areas. Sprawled under the western sky he could enjoy the elements of nature with no interference. But what lay in front of him was remarkable too.
The multilane interstate highways reached intersections of motion and color that reminded Alec of arteries and veins which joined and meshed together before shooting into the cardinal directions, plus a few more.
“Cool isn’t it? I always try to get this room. The sunsets are phenomenal.”
Alec peered over his shoulder at his date and grinned. “This whole day has been mind-blowing but we’re too late for the sunset.”
“How about a glass of wine? We could cuddle on the couch and enjoy the fireplace?”
A ripple of attraction washed over him as he considered the proposal. But the thought of Pete’s touch had his body aroused. A second later his fantasy occurred, and Pete wrapped his masculine arms around Alec. The contact had him responding like a randy teenager. Pete traced his hand along the top of Alec’s jean. His breath came in gasps as Pete eased out Alec’s shirt and slipped across his now burning skin. They continued for several minutes with Alec’s ardor building.
Pete lifted his hands free with a tender kiss just under Alec’s earlobe. He whispered, “We’ve got all night. Let’s slow down a little.”
He nodded in agreement, letting Pete seat him on the couch. Once Alec settled into place, he turned to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of white wine and set it beside a platter of cheeses. Alec considered the varieties for a minute before trying one. The smooth buttery flavor spread through his taste buds. Alec liked food but realized almost his tastes were simpler than Pete.
He made a second selection and this time the cheese had a deeper taste. “That one’s good. Stronger, but still tasty. I’ve never had this many types,” Alec said.
“What kinds do you have?”
Alec had to chuckle. “Most of the cheese I eat comes in individually wrapped slices.”
This time it was Pete’s turn to laugh. “I loved that stuff when I was a kid. Grilled cheese sandwiches were my favorite lunch. It melts like nothing else.”
Alec blushed, feeling backwoods in his lack of sophistication. He stammered, afraid he’d shared too much of his rural living. The quiet stretched out with Alec trying to decide how to save the date. The silence thickened but as Alec moved to leave, Pete sat beside him, chose a chunk of white cheese and fed it to Alec.
Alec froze as the flavor filled his mouth. The almost sour tang was unique. He turned to Pete and cocked his eyebrows. Pete chuckled and fed him another bite. “It’s feta cheese. It’s made from sheep’s milk. But regardless, I love the stuff.” He held the platter out to Alec until he gathered up samples of everything. Then Pete focused on the video selection, found a comedy and curled against Alec.
It wrapped them in laughter before they had made it past the first scene.
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