Six Sentence Sunday 40

This is my 40th week doing Six Sentence Sunday and I thought I’d start a few weeks of going retro by giving you a taste of my very first book, Shifting Winds, Tales of the Darkworld Book 1. Next week I’ll be back with a snippet from Book 2, Hot Water, and so on until we get to the most current release in the series.

Elysia’s breath caught in her throat as she realized that she could hear Declan’s heart thundering. She could hear the rush of blood in his veins. She could smell his unique green apple scent and the scent of his blood and smoke. She could taste the salty tartness of his skin on her tongue. With Declan, every one of her senses magnified the moment she was with him. The night before, more than once, she had intuitively known his thoughts, his actions and reactions. And overriding it all, stronger today than last night, was the overwhelming urge to sink down onto his cock and bite his neck, taste his blood, and feel his fire.

Many thanks to those of you who have come by here 40 times to read my SSS offering. I truly appreciate your comments! To read the other Sunday Sixes by awesome authors and writers, click HERE. Happy Sunday!


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This week I’m giving you a taste of the fourth Encounters story Rituals. In Rituals, Drake Keating’s neighbor and friend, wizard Nick Diamond, discovers that the woman he’s been painting is a lot more than she said or he ever noticed. Secrets are revealed and lust is born.

Ione knelt on the drop sheet that covered the floor of the dais, sitting with her legs folded beneath her. She stretched her hands out before her and murmured a few unintelligible words. Then she said, “I will tell you when I am ready. At my word, you must whip me until my blood runs freely. Only then will my sacrifice to Artemis be complete. It should take no longer than five minutes.”

If you’re interested, you can look up the Cult of Orthia. It’s an ancient religion whose members participated in ritual flagellations. Nick’s model Ione is a member of that religion.

Many thanks to those of you who come back week after week to read my snippets. I truly appreciate it. To read the other Six Sunday offerings, click HERE.  I’m also over at Castles and Guns today and am participating in Sizzling Hot Book Reviews’ Back to Smut week. Anyone who comments on my posts on their site is eligible to win prizes!

Happy Labor Day weekend everyone!

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Returning to Drake and Justin in my WIP Encounters: Magic Lessons. You may recall that Justin has feelings for Drake who pushed him away in the past. Now, Drake is all about making it up to Justin.

Drake’s expert eye determined that Justin’s cock measured more than his own. It might not be as thick, but it was definitely longer. His ass cheeks clenched as he wondered how it would feel to have Justin fuck him. He’d had fingers and dildos in his ass, but only once had he been fucked. Weylyn had been an excellent instructor in anal sex, but his cock didn’t match Justin’s in length or girth. The thought of Justin’s monster dick in his ass made Drake shake with lust.

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Last week I gave you a taste of Weylyn in the second of the Encounters stories, Weylyn’s Gift.This week it’s a peek at the third Encounters short story, Magic Lessons. This is a M/M short story about wizard and club owner Drake Keating and the manager of his club, Justin Scott, who’s been in love with him forever.

All the hot rubbing against each other ceased as Drake dropped to his knees, his tongue snaking out to lick all around the swollen head of Justin’s cock as if it was a lollypop. When he flicked at the sensitive underside, the thick erection jerked in his grasp and Justin groaned. Drake loved teasing Justin. The expression on his face was pure lust and it turned Drake on.

Justin sank his hands into Drake’s short blonde hair. “Do I look like a popsicle to you?” he rasped, his voice breathless with lust.

Weylyn’s Gift will be out in October. Not sure when Magic Lessons will be out. Depends on when I get it to my editor.  If you’re interested, I’m talking about revisions and getting rights back over at Castles and Guns today.The post includes info on the Encounters series which I’ve been showcasing for you here.

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Many thanks to everyone who comes by here to read my words and comment each week. Your support is greatly appreciated! Please stop by the Six Sentence Sunday website and check out the other writers participating this week.

This week my six is from the next Encounters short story, Weylyn’s Gift. The hero is my horndog werewolf Weylyn Randall and a mysterious woman who turns out to be his mate Keir. This short story showcases how they meet and get together.

She knelt, her mouth trailing hot, wet, sucking kisses from his mouth down to his chest. She pushed his hands away from his cock. Not knowing what else to do, Weylyn clutched the chair with one hand and used the other to stroke her hair from her face as she bent to take him in her mouth. The most exquisite sensation enveloped him as her damp, velvety mouth suckled him.  Flames rose inside him, higher and higher. His hips shifted, and he resumed rocking on the chair, the dildo fucking him with just the right pressure, as Keir’s tongue swirled over the head of his cock.

Hope you enjoyed Weylyn! Have a great Sunday!