Do you like werewolves? How about threesomes? How about FIVEsomes? Now
we're talking!
My "Feral Heat" series is about two delightful werewolves, Sam
Hightower and Grant Newsome. They work as stagehands at a semi-pro theater;
mostly lighting. Sam is the lighter, fairer, and less serious of the two whilst
Grant is the dark and brooding type. A perfect combination! These two guys set
each other off very well. They are bisexual but they are more attracted to men
than to women.
What is it about m/m stories that appeals to straight women so much? You
wouldn't think watching or imagining two men play punch the starfish would
appeal to the female crowd. But it does. In much the same way straight men enjoy
watching two hot women get it on in porn, straight women like to imagine two
hot men getting in on in erotica and erotic romances. In addition to the hot
sex, they want the romance. The love. The fevered gropings amid insatiable lust
and desire for connection. And of course, the Happily Ever After ending.
You will get all of this with my "Feral Heat" series. This series
includes my free short story "Fluff The Master" as well as my two
novellas "Feral Heat" and "Filthy Leuker". In "Filthy
Leuker", Sam and Grant have begun new jobs working for a theater in
Seattle. As they hoist fresnels and work up a sweat, they meet Leuker
"Luke" Pearce, a dancer with all the grace of a vibrant and majestic
elk.
He's also a dead ringer for Grant, which entices both Sam and Grant in
obvious ways.
Below are buy links, a blurb, and an excerpt from "Filthy
Leuker". Want to win this book? Please leave a comment telling me what you
like best about Halloween and I'll choose a winner at random. Tell me anything
you like. Your favorite horror movies. Your favorite Halloween candy. Your
plans for the evening. Please remember to leave your email address so I may
contact you. I'll announce the winner on November 1.
Enjoy the excerpt and good luck to all!
BUY LINKS
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Amazon Kindle - US: http://tinyurl.com/7tbt76n
Amazon Kindle -
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B&N Nook: http://tinyurl.com/7ggplx3
BLURB
Erotic author Elizabeth Black is back. And she brings with her those
lusty, bisexual werewolves/stagehands from her hot and sexy FERAL HEAT.
This time Grant and Sam have their eyes on the show’s luscious male
dancer: Leuker. To keep it all interesting, the lithesome ladies, Lina
and Charlotte, are also along. It’s a paranormal, erotic,
anything goes FIVE-some. Blame it all on…FILTHY LEUKER.
EXCERPT
Sam Hightower's pulse raced at the sight of ripped abs and muscular
thighs. The man who flowed across the stage with such little effort looked
so much like his lover, Grant Newsome, that Sam blinked his eyes a few
times to make sure his vision wasn't playing tricks on him. Who's the
god with the rapt attention of every man and woman in this room?
The two men could have been brothers. Grant's twin wore his hair at
shoulder length, thick and full, with tendrils falling in his shining
green eyes. Those eyes are emerald green, so green they glow like an
aurora in winter. His face bore the same smoldering look of extreme
concentration. This man would snap at Sam, turning on him in an instant if
he interrupted his train of thought, much the same way Grant grumbled if
he did the same thing. Each twist of his hip and roll of his shoulder
enhanced the earthy lust his meager leotard couldn't contain. The dancer
strutted amid his shorter and less stellar-looking partners bringing a
flush to Sam's cheeks. He moved with a grace Grant lacked, but
animal magnetism oozed from every pore. Tall and majestic, he glided
across the stage is if his feet didn't touch the ground, his elegant form
so beautiful he took Sam's breath away.
"Sorry, luv, you're a day late and a dollar short. We've already
had him," that sultry and husky feminine voice jarred him from his
daydream. Charlotte stood before him with her arms akimbo, hip thrust
outward, giving him a cheeky grin. Dressed in tight black jeans and a
tighter black tank top that squeezed together her huge breasts, she twisted
her bee-stung lips in an amused grin that she once again bested him in the
fucking department. "His name's Leuker Pearce and he's a
stallion in bed."
"I'd love to pierce him."
"You might be able to," Lina said. The quieter of the
two women stood behind Charlotte, her arms wrapped around the gutsier
one's waist. Quite the virago, Charlotte's lusty nature thrilled Sam on
the few occasions they found themselves in bed together. Or in the back
seat of his car. Or those two times in the catwalks with their groans
echoing throughout the theater. Charlotte preferred women to men, but
Sam enjoyed her touch and smell too many times to count. He teased
the woman by sneaking up behind her to grab her boobs. She retaliated by
bursting unexpectedly from behind road boxes to squeeze his cock. Despite
the sex play, they were buddies more than sex partners.
She and her lover Lina settled in Portland after years traveling on
the road. Amazed at how much the two looked alike, he admired their sleek
arms and hands, strong from years of painting sets. They could be twins –
or doppelgangers. Harbingers of doom. And now his lover's twin writhed
before him, making love to the stage as he twirled and leaped. Imagine the
fivesome we could have. It would be like something out of a
Penthouse letter!
"He swings both ways," Charlotte said. "I can see a hot
little threesome there; you, Luke, and Luke's evil twin. You need to
be adventurous. You now how much I love adventure."
Should he mention his fantasy fivesome? No, not just yet… "So you
noticed the resemblance, too?" Lust tingled the hairs on the back of
Sam's neck. That beautiful creature moved like a majestic elk in the
Alaskan high country. "What kind of name is Leuker?"
"It's Dutch. He goes by Luke. It's also his middle name. Says his
first name is horrible."
"And 'Leuker' isn't?"
Her deep, throaty laugh reverberated amongst the flats. "He told
me it's his mother's maiden name. Says it means good-looking."
Sam gawked at the tight ass and strong legs that sashayed across the
stage. "Can't deny that."
