Being a Writer and Pet Parent…with Megan Slayer

I’m a vocal pet person. I love cats, dogs, bunnies… well, you get the idea. I need critters around my house because they keep me sane.

I’ve got three dogs and three cats. To say the least, it’s a zoo. But I love them. I do. I’ve always said I have a soft spot for critters with issues. One cat thinks he’s a dog. One cat hates…everyone…sometimes even me. The third cat I’m pretty sure doesn’t have any bones in his body. He’s liquid. One dog, the water dog, is deathly afraid of water. Another dog swears she’s a person and she’s the mother of my kid. Then there’s my shadow dog. If I’m not there, she’s not happy. She’s got serious separation anxiety.

So now you might be wondering what all of this has to do with writing. Sometimes I wonder, too.

Okay, no. I know, but bear with me.

I’m sitting here trying to decide what to write about. I mean, I’m a writer. I have ideas. I have characters talking to me. Writing shouldn’t be hard.

Now factor in critters. One dog wants me to pet him. Another wants to sit on the cushion RIGHT next to me. He breathes on the computer and plugs the fan. Okay… gotta move. I head to the desk. One cat wants to sit behind me on the office chair. So much for proper posture. Another cats wants to knock EVERYTHING down because he’s not getting attention and/or fed on his time. The third cat shows up just to sleep on the desk beside the computer because he has to keep me company. I don’t mind him being there. He sheds all over everywhere, but it’s not that big of a deal.

Enter the dogs. The one who can’t live without me has to stroll by and toot before she jumps onto the couch in the office. The second one wants to chase the cat sleeping by the computer. Growls, howls and hissing ensues. Third dog strolls by, leaving a stench trail, before she heads upstairs to sleep on the landing.

Now I’m supposed to write characters having sex. Hmm. I’m pretty sure I’ll have to let the room air out and a few critters go to sleep before I get anything written.

Such is the glamorous life of a writer.

Want to know more about my latest release? Here you go!!

You Belong to Me  ms_youbelongtome

Battle Scarred, Book 3

Megan Slayer

Contemporary, Paranormal

M/F, M/M, M/F/M, Ménage, M/M/F, Anal Sex


Available from Loose Id


The vampire and wolf shifter will protect Ava with their lives—because they belong together as deemed by the Sources. Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?


The world can crumble around us, but we’ve always got each other. Always.

Ava Grant learned the hard way not to trust anyone. Trust equaled opening up to another person and allowing herself to be hurt. She’s done with pain—until she’s summoned by the Sources. Her world is thrown into upheaval. Two men can help her, if she’s willing to let them in. Will she able to open her heart to a vampire and a wolf shifter?

Joachim Stokes and Padraig O’Malley are the best of friends. The attraction between them is palpable, but there’s something missing. When they are tasked with protecting Ava, they realize they’d found what they’ve been missing—her. A bond forms between the three, but some bonds are meant to be broken. With the war heating up, her past won’t stay hidden forever.

Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

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Sunday Snog ~ Honey and Decadence by Wendi Zwaduk

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‘Honey and Decadence’ by Wendi Zwaduk 2394-180x288

In the Whip It Up Anthology


Contemporary, M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Food Play, Fetish, Novella

All work and no play makes life boring…unless there’s a dollop of whipped cream and a studded paddle involved. Then it’s all fun.

Roxy loves her job at the Delight Tonight restaurant, but she longs for more. She’d rather find employment using her accounting skills. Her boss, Sean, has mentioned he’s interested in bringing her on as an accountant. Can she keep her wits about her or will she cave in to the blossoming feelings she has for him?

Sean doesn’t date his staff…ever. Except, Roxy makes him rethink his rules. She’s curvy, sexy and one of the few people he trusts. When he’s given the birthday surprise of his life, he knows he wants Roxy in every way.

Will getting her into his bed translate into a love to last forever, or a lust and chocolate-filled disaster?

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And now for that Snog!!!!

“So pretty.” He sat on the chair, then leaned over her and sucked one of the cherries into his mouth. She closed her eyes and her lips parted farther. The Nyotaimori girls weren’t supposed to react to the patrons—not in a traditional setting. But this, this was not traditional by a long shot. Sean dipped his finger in the whipped cream then drew a heart on her sternum.

Her cheeks flooded with color and she whimpered.

“Talk to me, Roxy.” He dragged the other cherry in the fluffy white cream, then dangled it over her mouth. “First, take a bite.”

She curled her tongue around the cherry before pulling the fruit from the stem. Her brown eyes glittered and she moaned.

“So sexy.” He hooked his finger in the cake, then smeared frosting on her belly. The contrast of the perky blue frosting and her pale skin turned him on. He swiped his tongue through the sugary concoction, cleaning her up. His cock thickened and the blood rushed through his body. If they were in his bedroom, he’d do so much more with her. So much more.

“Don’t stop,” Roxy panted. She arched her back, offering herself to him. “Please?”

Oh hell yes, he’d take things further. He scooted to the head of the table and cupped her jaw in his hand. The sugary confection on his fingers smudged on her cheek. Time to tell her about their shared past and how much he wanted to give their future a try.

“You’re not wearing your red velvet mask.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, then licked her bottom lip. “It’s sexy as hell, but I like you better without it.”

“You remembered,” she whispered.

“I couldn’t forget.” He kissed her again, this time taking total control of the connection. He tangled their tongues and learned her taste. When she moaned, he slid one arm behind her neck. “I want to play with you. More than anything we could do at Push and so much hotter.”

Her chest heaved. “Play?” The corner of her mouth curled. “I’d love to be yours for the night.”

Saturday Spanking ~ Tied Desire by Megan Slayer #satspanks


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I’m slowly but surely getting to my bestselling series, Club Desire. Slowly but surely because there are other books and characters trying to talk first. Grin. I’ll get there. Until then, enjoy this white hot spanking from the first book, Tied Desire.

Tied Desire by Megan Slayer 1447767

Club Desire Book 1

M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, BDSM


Resplendence Publishing


Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the club.

Ford Gehrig likes everything hard—his racing and his sex life. His career driving stock trucks is riding high. He’s a top performing rookie. Club Desire fulfills his needs for pain in his pleasure. But even a strong man has his breaking point. His wounds run deep and won’t be easy to overcome. Will the club be his salvation or his downfall?

Master Zane knows the rough side of the club well. He’s been at Desire longer than many of the Doms. Few subs turn his head like Ford. He wants the hot blond on his table, against his cross and in his bed. Nothing at the club comes easily, but Zane’s not one to give up. Will he be able to pierce the protective walls around Ford’s heart, or will his own past be the barrier he can’t destroy?

Only time, some cuffs and a few spankings will tell if this tied desire is meant to last.

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And now for that Spanking!!

Zane stepped off the platform. He pulled a flogger from behind his back and
dragged the tails over his forearm, over a tattoo of a tribal design. The various black lines
undulated up his arm to his shoulder. “Now, about that punishment. You shouldn’t have kept me waiting.” He dusted the flogger over Ford’s belly. “You want to let go, but you withhold.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. I won’t.” Ford meant every word. He didn’t care what happened. He’d
held too much back for way too fucking long.
“Good boy.” Zane twirled his wrist and hit Ford twice on the belly. He hadn’t used much
pressure. The kiss of the tails tickled him more than caused any pain. “You’ll tell me when
you’re uncomfortable and what’s on your mind?”
“I will, Sir.” Ford tipped his head back and groaned. “I love it, Sir.”
“Nice.” Zane rewarded him with three more hits, all on his belly and still not hard. “I’m
going to turn you around.” He unbuckled the cuffs from the cross and then helped Ford turn around. When he reattached the cuffs, the position pressed Ford’s cock against the leather cushioning. He balled his fists and muffled a groan in the padding.
“Did you need to tell me something?” Zane said in Ford’s ear. “Withholding already?”
He dangled the tails of the flogger over Ford’s bare ass. “Don’t hide your groans. Tell me you like this.”
“Oh, fuck, I do, Sir.”

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Cover Reveal ~ Between Us by Wendi Zwaduk #menage


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Sunday Snog ~


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This week, I wanted to focus on the start of the Trust Series… it’s really the second story time wise, but I wrote it first. Here’s my first novella with Raylan and Chase. Enjoy the snog!!

Believe believe

A Trust novella

Megan Slayer

Liquid Silver Books


M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Shibari, Bondage, Spanking, Toys


Long distance relationships are never easy, especially at Christmas time. But if Raylan and Chase can learn to trust each other and believe in the power of love, they’ll not only get their Christmas wish this year, but for all the Christmases to come!

Raylan believed himself unworthy of love until he met Chase. Chase brought out Raylan’s natural need to control and the power to force submission. But time and distance make having a relationship hard. Can Raylan prove to Chase they have what it takes for love to last through this Christmas and every other Christmas for the rest of their lives?

Chase found the muse for his songs in Raylan. Each time they touch, kiss, make love, music fills his soul. But working odd gigs to make ends meet while Raylan photographs rock and roll royalty isn’t beneficial to Chase’s creativity. Can he convince Raylan they’re better off together than apart?

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And now for that Snog!!!

©Megan Slayer, 2011, All Rights Reserved

Chase folded his arms. The tree wasn’t exactly full or decorated very well. A professional would more than likely faint if they saw the crinkled limbs and snarled needles on the second-hand tree. The sad strand of twinkle lights engulfed the two-foot fake pine. The star caused the tree to bow to the right, and the two ornaments didn’t fit on the miniscule branches. Adding candy canes would probably send it the rest of the way over. He cocked his head.

“Raylan?” Raylan eased up behind him, wrapping his arms around Chase and nudging Chase’s ass with his cock. “It’s cute. Not quite what’s expected and a little lopsided, but who needs stale perfection when originality is so much better? I love it. Besides, our originality could be the next big thing in holiday décor. You never know.”

“I don’t know if I want to share.” Chase rested his head on Raylan’s shoulder. “I’ve missed you.”

“Mmm,” Raylan murmured and licked a path of fire along Chase’s neck. “I couldn’t wait to get home. Christmas isn’t any fun alone.”

Groaning, Chase ground his ass into Raylan’s erection. His loins ached. He needed to feel Raylan’s tenderly tough touch. As punishment? Not in the truest sense. He needed to feel wanted and sexy. He turned around in Raylan’s embrace and worked the row of buttons bisecting Raylan’s dress shirt.

“Let me take care of you.” Chase sank to his knees and stared up at Raylan. “Let me remind you what’s here at home.” Chase folded his hands behind his back, waiting for Raylan’s permission to take the initiative. When he felt the touch of a warm hand on his head, Chase took a deep breath, drawing in Raylan’s scent as he kissed Raylan’s cock through his jeans. The motion felt dirty and out of his element and completely sexy. “Merry Christmas to me,” he groaned and flicked his tongue over the blunt end of Raylan’s prick.

“Oh Chase.” Raylan forked his fingers into Chase’s short hair, tugging the strands. He moaned, and his hips bucked. Almost as soon as the action started, Raylan stopped. “Stop.”

Chase froze. Stop? Huh? He didn’t look up at Raylan, rather he stared at Raylan’s jean-clad cock. A shiver cut right through him. Something…something wasn’t right.

Raylan tugged Chase’s head back gently and forced Chase to look him in the eye. The pregnant pause as Raylan considered Chase took the breath from Chase’s chest. Fire flickered in Raylan’s eyes.

“Naked. Now.”

Saturday Spanking ~ All on the Field by Megan Slayer #Satspanks


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I love stories with a lot of heat, especially heat in the cheeks. I’ve got a soft spot for football, too. Okay, I love me some football. So when the characters from the Club Desire world let me know there was a football player in the mix, I knew I had to write his story. Jordan is a sexy player in so many ways. Check him out!

All on the Field by Megan Slayer 1477072

Club Desire, Book 3

M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, BDSM


Resplendence Publishing


Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.

Coming clean and accepting what you want has never been this sexy.

Jordan Brody commands the landscape on the football field. His punt returns are legendary. What’s not so legendary? His sexuality. The hulking football player likes to be spanked and dominated, but he’s not comfortable explaining his needs—until he visits Club Desire. The visit just might signal the game changer he’s been looking for.

Simon Blue knows how to dominate and how to read people. The moment he sees the sexy football player, he’s transfixed. Taking on a sub isn’t in his game plan, but there’s something about Jordan that calls to Simon’s soul. He’s convinced that a little spanking, some rope and a lot of patience will help Jordan seek the peace he desires—if he can convince Jordan to trust and submit.

Will these two wounded souls charge down the field in the ultimate score or fumble before the game begins?

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And now for that Saturday Spanking!!!

“Is this what you want?” Simon brought his hand down hard on Jordan’s ass. “Your ass so raw you’ll feel me for three days?”

“Yes. Thank you, S,” Jordan managed. “May I have another?”

“You may.” Simon rewarded him with two more spanks, one on each ass cheek. “You accept me in every way.” He smoothed his fingers over Jordan’s hot skin. The switch in tactics eased a bit of the delicious ache.

Jordan wished he could spread his legs apart. He wanted the plug gone and Simon claiming him. Simon jiggled the plug again, but this time as he removed the hard plastic, he swatted Jordan’s ass. “You belong to me.”

“I do, S.” The moment the plug was gone, Jordan felt empty. He turned his head enough to see Simon move.

Simon winked and rubbed his rock-hard erection against Jordan’s hole. “Is this mine for the taking?”

“I am, S. All yours.” He was. Down to the cellular level, Jordan knew where he belonged. With Simon.

“Good boy.” Simon pushed into Jordan’s hole, filling him with cock. He grabbed Jordan’s shoulder with one hand. Once he was balls deep in Jordan, he resumed the spankings. He punctuated his words with his hands on Jordan’s skin.

“Oh my fuck.” Simon ground his hips against Jordan’s butt. “Perfect.”

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Check It Out ~ Excerpt from You Belong to Me on #TheRomanceStudio

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You Belong to Me is a Featured Book at Kangaroo Reads!

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Sunday Snog ~ Bases Loaded by Megan Slayer #sundaysnog


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There’s something exciting about a kiss. The magic of it, the desire involved…all of that and I love it. I love posting those kiss excerpts, too. Enjoy this one from Bases Loaded. It’s white hot.

Bases Loaded by Megan Slayer 1463766

Club Desire Series, Book Two

M/M, Anal Sex, M/M/M, Menage, Double Penetration, Toys, Spanking, BDSM, Voyeurism


Resplendence Publishing

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.


Mix one lanky shortstop with two brawny Doms and what do you get? A white hot good time.

On the baseball field, shortstop Rocke Houseman commands the crowd. They cheer as he makes plays and hits home runs. He loves his job in professional sports, but there’s something missing. He wants to be true to himself. When he tears up his knees during a critical play, his whole life is thrown into chaos. He turns to the one place he knows to find balance—Club Desire.

Carson and Jeremiah are a packaged deal. You deal with one, you deal with both. When the gutsy sub comes into Desire and wants a Dom, they step in to help him out. Rocke fits their bill—he’s athletic and lanky, but knows how to take direction. Can they help him work out his issues one ménage at a time? Or will the passion exploding amongst them be the final out?

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Now for that Snog!!

©Megan Slayer 2014

“Didn’t come, did you?”

“No, sirs. I waited for you.” He’d been too excited to be with them again and too determined to please them.

“Good pet.” Jeremiah tore open the button holding Rocke’s trousers in place. The button zinged out of sight, and his pants tumbled to the floor in a heap.

Rocke bit back a groan. The chill in the playroom wrapped around him, tempering some of the fever in his veins.

“He’s hard for us.” Carson grabbed the elastic of Rocke’s boxer shorts and pulled. The fabric gave way, revealing the rest of Rocke’s body. “That’s better.”

“What should we do with him?” Jeremiah strolled around Rocke until he reached Carson. The men embraced.

The sight of Jeremiah and Carson kissing stole Rocke’s breath. He’d seen plenty of sexy scenes, but nothing quite compared to the view of two men together who truly loved each other. He longed to wriggle between them and be the object of their shared affection. How selfish. They wanted him for a toy. He fought the urge to cover his nudity. This was a private moment—not one for him to play the voyeur.

Carson pulled away from Jeremiah. “He’s losing his hard-on. What the fuck? You didn’t like watching us?”

“He’s over-thinking.” Jeremiah waggled his brows. “Time to play. Tell me your safe word one more time.”

“Home run.” Rocke wasn’t sure what they had planned. Once again, he debated covering his dick but refrained. Would they punish him? He wanted to be punished and made to regret his actions.

“Do you want to use your safe word?” Jeremiah asked. He rested his hands on his hips. His tattoos seemed to bulge with each move. He meant business.

“No, sirs.” Rocke tried to sound strong, but all his confidence had faded away. “I want to play, sirs.”

“You’ll give yourself over to us and trust us to give you pleasure in every way you need to be pleasured?” Carson stroked Rocke’s chest. “You’re willing to be ours all night long?”

“I do, sirs. I want to be yours.”