Today we have a historic fantasy / shifter paranormal from QSFer Cree Storm:
Erotic Alternative Fantasy Romance, M/M, shape-shifters, gods, public exhibition, HEA]
Hera and Aries have taken over Olympus. The other Gods have one chance to free Zeus, however in order to do so the other Gods must be willing to sacrifice their freedom for his. Twelve keys will release Zeus from Icarus and those keys are each a mate to the chosen ones, and the stones will lead the way. Each obstacle is a labor Hercules is all too familiar with. Can they succeed before their time runs out or are they all doomed?
Hercules’s first labor was to slay the Nemean Lion. Drawn to a Cat Shifter village Hercules finds his panther mate, Micah. The Alpha has been promised strength and stamina in exchange for Micah’s death. Micah had accepted the fact he will die until he is saved by his mate. However, when Hercules’s life is threatened Micah willingly gives himself up to save his man. A war is about to begin and the question is, who will survive?
Excerpt
Note: this excerpt is explicit.
As he made his way back to his mate, he stopped in his tracks and began to breathe heavy and hard. He couldn’t believe the sight in front of him. Hercules had his own dick in hand and was slowly stroking himself. “Are you going to come here and help me with this or watch as I finish? Because I so need to come!”
That statement snapped Micah out of his trance quickly. “Oh hell no! Not without me!” As he climbed back on the bed, he lightly smacked Hercules’s hand. “That’s mine.” Micah brought his head down, wrapping his lips around his mate’s cock for the first time. Taking his mouth slowly downward and raising back up. One, two.
On his third time going down, Hercules put his hands on Micah’s head, his hair entwined in his fingers, and thrust his hips upward, “Oh yeah, just like that! Take me, take all of me!”
The feeling of his fingers pulling on his hair made Micah almost come right then and there. So on his next downward motion he went as far down as he could, until he felt Hercules’s cock touching the back of his throat and the hairs softly tickled his nose and all he could do was moan. He went back and forth, working his way back up to the head, then back down the shaft. He rolled his tongue around and around, eventually making his way to the head again, and gloried in the taste of his mate’s pre-cum. Ambrosia, simply ambrosia! Micah could keep doing this forever, but when he came for the first time he wanted it to be with his mate balls deep in his ass.
So without releasing his prize, he handed his mate the lotion and turned so he was straddling Hercules’s face. He was embarrassed, but a bit too eager to care. Then he felt it. The cool lotion rimming around his puckered entrance and the slow invasion of that first digit.
Hercules laughed. “We are going to smell like peaches.”
“Well, beggars can’t be choosers.” He moaned again as that first finger made its way in and out. Micah could not remember ever having anything feel so good and then he felt the warm moistness of his mate’s mouth on his dick and all bets were off. Oh by the Gods he was going to come and he so needed his mate’s cock in his ass now. Releasing his prize with a pop, Micah could not help but beg, “I need you now. Please, now.”
Buy Links:
Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/hercules
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hercules-twelve-labors-1-cree-storm/1120148292?ean=9781632580214
Author Bio
I live in Southern New Mexico. The only thing she loves more than reading about gorgeous men and love is writing about them. Spending time with her friends and family is very important to her. When she is not writing or spending time with the love of her life you can find her watching the Oregon Mountains with a nice hot cup of coffee and her laptop or on face book with her many friends.
I get up in the morning the first thing I do is make myself a BIG pot of coffee. Then I get my laptop out go thru my facebook posts, after that is when I start writing I try to write at least a litte bit everyday, I would say I write between 2000-4000 words on the days I can focus and write and the days I am not as focused, I am usually doing research for my books.