Chapter One I slowly awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside my open window. My eyes fluttered open and I stretched out in my bed, yawning loudly. I could hear footsteps pattering around outside my door and I knew my servant would come knocking soon. I relaxed back against my bed, closing my eyes and listening to the singing birds. They were the only n...
Escape "A child, younger than you, less experienced than you and you couldn't fight him off? What must I do Tate, have my guards protect you at all times. And how could you be stupid enough to let him corner you away from everyone else? You know how their people are; you know how little they think of us. By the god's boy, the state you were found in was hum...
"No, I think you should go ahead, take the trip, and do the article on your great-grandfather's winery, Edward. It will probably do you good to get out of New York for a few days." Dr. Peterson and Edward Cordona had finished with the consultation and had risen from their seats to go to the door of Peterson's consulting room. "But the hallucinations—what i...
D.O.M #2 Dylan O Meets Prince Nadal *** Dylan O appears in my Mason series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.*** Dylan laid back and closed his eyes, the masseuse working his temple while her co worker gave him an manicure, his feet were soaking in aromatic water being prepped for his pedi...
Sam Winterberry, who had been sitting beyond the fence at the side of the court with the entourages from the palace and embassy, plucked at my arm as we passed each other and hissed, "Get to the showers ahead of him, Jack. Give him a show. I've been watching; he's interested." I didn't look around to the man who'd spoken. I'd been told not to acknowledge his...
This was different. I hadn't been fucked in this position before, and I'd been fucked a whole lot since I'd been brought to the brothel in Manama, Bahrain, four months earlier. It seemed that every Saudi man coming across the causeway into Bahrain for a "what happens in Bahrain stays in Bahrain" gambling, drinking, and sex vacation wanted to fuck a small, bl...
June 1929, Tokyo, Japan I was straining for him to start. I ran my hands down his hard-muscled back from the shoulder blades to his buttocks, pushing his trousers down further on his buttocks and clutching at the orbs, willing him to start the stroking. He was inside me deep and I was panting hard for him. He spoke from the hollow of my throat. "I . . . we...
Chapter One I was sitting in my private reading room when they attacked. I looked up from my book and stared at the door, listening to the distant crashes and thuds. Not knowing what was going on beyond the closed door, I stood up from my chair and slowly made my way over to it. Cracking it open, I peeked through the opening to see pirates filling the hall...
They say you can't pick who you love. I picked Auggie not out of love but because he was a sweet, hungry, and willing bottom when we were both students at Stanford. It didn't mean much to me at the time that his full name was Prince August Maximilian Ormandy. No did I take into account that before we graduated from Stanford he'd rise to be monarch of a posta...
"Prince Rupert," I said, rising from my seat at the outdoor patio of the American Bagel and Coffee Company Café. I hadn't seen him approach with his coffee in one hand and a bagel on a plate in the other. I'd been watching a young man enter Vaduz's Kunstmuseum square, look around, and then indirectly move toward where I was sitting. I wasn't at the café by a...