Tuesday Teaser… with @MeganSlayer

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Between Us by Wendi Zwaduk betweenus_800

Part of the Boots, Chaps and Cowboy Hats Anthology

M/F, M/F/M, Menage, Anal Sex

Short Story

Totally Bound

 

‘Between Us’ by Wendi Zwaduk

Sometimes coming home is the best way to heal a broken heart—especially with two ranch hands involved.

Channon Kennedy planned to come home, but she never expected to find herself in the arms of the two men she’s fantasized over since high school. Back then, Shaun and Brian didn’t seem interested. Now, she’s older, wiser and has nothing to lose. If the men of her dreams want her, who is she to resist?

Shaun Maple and Brian Powell have done everything together—work at the farm, live together and love the same woman. They’ve wanted Channon since they first laid eyes on her, but circumstances beyond their control kept the threesome apart. Times have changed and so have Shaun and Brian. They’re not taking no for an answer—they want her between them for good. Can the ranch hands convince her she’s the only woman for them or will the relationship implode before it gets a chance to grow?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of M/F/M intimacy, ménage and anal sex.

 

Single Title available from Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/book/between-us

And all major ebook retailers: https://books2read.com/u/bzpxMz

 

Now for that Tease!

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Where are a couple of farm boys when I need them?” Channon Kennedy brushed her horse, Peaches, and rested her head on the side of the large animal’s neck. She liked being around the horses. She could talk to them and not have to worry about someone arguing with her. She’d done enough arguing in the last year for a lifetime.

“I don’t know how I’m going to manage,” she said. She stopped brushing the horse and looked Peaches in the eye. “I’m one person with three horses and a hundred acres. That’s a lot for one person to keep things going.”

The horse snorted, then shook her head.

“I get it. We’ll figure it out.” She sighed and surveyed the stall. According to her father’s notes, there were two farm hands living on the property. She hadn’t seen anyone, but the state of the stall said otherwise. Someone had cleaned it out recently. She’d need to shovel out the muck and add fresh straw, but it could’ve been worse.

Not knowing who lived on the farm was her own fault. She’d been at the house for three days, but had only ventured out during the last hour. Between the guilt over not being home when her father died and mourning the loss of him, she hadn’t wanted to be out in public. She grieved for the end of her relationship with her former boyfriend, Jack, too. The bastard had cheated on her and dumped her for a younger woman. She shouldn’t have been so upset. Getting rid of him should’ve been a relief, but it wasn’t. Seven years was a long time to be with someone, only to be shafted.

Channon climbed the side of the stall and sat on the wooden planks. She leaned against the divider bars between the stables. “I miss the boys the most.” She gripped the shelf along the wall. “I could use their help, yeah, but I miss their friendship. Brian and Shaun were here when no one else cared.”

Peaches shifted around and bumped her head against Channon’s side. Channon hugged the horse. “I miss them. I shouldn’t because we’re horrible when we’re together. I still remember all the times we got into trouble, but it was fun.”

Out Now! Merging Their Roar by @MeganSlayer #newrelease #mmromance #shifters #PNR

Merging Their Roar MERGING

Sanctuary, Book 8

By Megan Slayer

M/M, M/M/M, Ménage, Anal Sex, Oral Sex

Novella

Resplendence Publishing

The right piece for their perfect triad seems to be the one man who doesn’t seem to fit at all.

Eli and Silas have done pretty much everything twins can do together within reason. They share lovers and are inseparable. Now, the lions want free. They want someone to be with both of them and can understand the dual sides to their collective nature. But the twins are scarred by their past. Eli uses his people skills to please and get by, while Silas takes the quieter, introverted and angry approach. Can these two find a perfect complement? Does that person even exist?

Owen Cantrell believes he’s not only worthy of the shifters, but he’s their missing piece. He’s human and hasn’t been around shifters, but he’s not afraid. What could go wrong?

When these three get together, there are plenty of sparks, but things can’t be perfect forever. The way Eli, Silas and Owen deal with their problems and everything thrown their way will prove if they aren’t meant to be or if they can go the distance.

 

Note: Merging Their Roar is part of the Sanctuary series. Each book features different characters and can be enjoyed as a standalone story.

Available anywhere ebooks are sold, for only $2.99

https://books2read.com/u/3LrX0D

Or at Resplendence Publishing: http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/862-978-1-60735-990-6–merging-their-roar-sanctuary-series-book-eight-by-megan-slayer.html

 

EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

 

“We’d like you to live here. Teach the shifters about being human—like manners, technology, how to exist outside of the Sanctuary, along with how to spot a group like Wet Dreams and how to run away. I think you’re what we need.” Markas leaned his elbows on the desk. “What do you think?”

None of what he’d been told was what he’d expected. They trusted him? Despite what he’d admitted and the very real possibility he’d truly try to fuck a shifter. He doubted Markas was telling the truth.

“You’ve been through a lot in your short life. I can’t imagine coming out. I was lucky. After I shifted, John accepted me. Our family of shifters is accepted here and I’d like them to be accepted in public, too.”

Owen nodded. He wasn’t the most socially savvy person, but he was willing to help. “What do you want me to do and when?”

“You’re welcome to move in as soon as you’d like. We’ve got plenty of room. Once you’re settled, I want you to choose a few shifters to work with. They’ll be your responsibility, but I’m sure they’ll all want you to pick them,” Markas said.

“Like one or two?”

“I’d say start with one. Don’t overwhelm yourself.”

“Then…okay.” He had to think this through. Too bad, he really wanted to accept and his mouth wasn’t working with his brain. “I’m game, but I need to get out of my lease.”

“Done.”

“What?”

Owen supposed Markas meant he’d help until the lease was up.

“Trust me.” Markas stood. “Let me introduce you around.” He rounded the desk. When Owen stood, Markas stopped. “But remember, we’re all watching you. If you lie or sell us out…I’ll know. If you think you’re a good double agent, you’re not. If you double cross any of us, I’ll unleash my lion on your ass. I’m not afraid, and my lion gives no fucks.”

Message received.

 

 

Valentine Hop and a Sweet Story with @MeganSlayer @WendiZwaduk #bloghop

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Are you ready to get hopping? How about for Valentine’s Day? Well, you’re inecho-dot the right place for a fun Valentine hop and could win some great prizes!! If you comment on this post with your favorite Valentine candy (leave you comment, email and name) to be entered to win a PDF from my backlist. Contest is open to all – USA and Inter
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Yeah. So get entering. 🙂

My post is about Valentine’s Day and my favorite gift. I’d never been one to go for the whole Valentine thing. I hated the time-honored school tradition of sending carnations to someone I thought deserved one. I kind of wanted to keep the flowers for myself because I thought they were pretty.

So the first Valentine’s Day I had someone to give something to…I had no idea what to give him. Honestly. None. He wasn’t a flower kind of guy. Wasn’t a candy one, either. So what’s a girl to do? I panicked. I did. I made him a card, which was neat and from the heart. I still thought I’d given him the shaft. But in return, he gave me a balloon with a bear inside. Now that might not sound all that exciting, but for a girl who’d never received a Valentine…it’s still my favorite. I have the bear still (19 years later!). It’s my favorite Valentine because it was the first and because he’d put a lot of thought into finding it. Oh, and there was a beautiful ring attached to the ribbons (go figure, I didn’t see the ring right away and felt silly once I did, but no it wasn’t an engagement ring). How could I not love it?

This year I got mixed up as to how many years it had been since our first Valentine’s Day. For whatever reason, I thought it was twenty years, so I had this brilliant idea to find one of those balloons for DH. I did get him one. Instead of a bear, it’s got a giraffe in it, but it’s still cute and sweet. There isn’t a ring, but that’s okay. He’s not much of a jewelry kind of guy. Still. I hope he likes it.

Now a little about my newest release, Bed of My Truck – only $.99 at all major ebook retailers!

Bed of My Truck by Megan Slayer

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Contemporary

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking

Can he have the house, the dog and the lover of his dreams or will it all fall apart right before his eyes?

The one Carson never thought he’d see again could be the one to save his life.

Carson never expected to see his dog or a man from his past ever again. His ex took Dragon when he left, then carelessly lost the dog.  Dragon’s been found and in the last place Carson expected to find him—a vet’s office.

But, the surprises just keep coming.

Carson hasn’t seen Alec since school, but the feelings he had for the man haven’t abated. When he’s reunited with Alec at the veterinary office, Carson’s got to face his feelings.

Includes scenes of spanking, oral sex, anal sex and male-male sex.

This book has been re-edited and re-issued in this edition.

Available wherever ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/3LrLk1

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Out Now ~ Never Give You Up by @MeganSlayer #mm #paranormal #romance #Vampires

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Battle Scarred 5: Never Give You Up ms_bs5_nevergiveyouup_coverin

Megan Slayer

Loose Id

Contemporary, Paranormal (Vampires)

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Through time, distance and confusion, we will always find each other.

Galen Collins knows who he loves, but the vampire of his dreams, Anders Von, isn’t interested. What’s a vampire to do when he’s been rejected? Go to the clubs for sex. He’ll get Anders out of his mind one way or another. But there’s something wicked on the horizon in the form of a virus meant to wipe out supernatural beings. Forces who hardly know Galen are out to keep him and Anders apart. Will he allow the demons to win, or will he chase Anders to the ends of the earth?

Anders has always had a crush on Galen, but things never worked out right time-wise. Galen is the one vampire to make his emotional heart race. He wants to strip Galen to his core and explore every inch of him. Will Anders take the chance to be with Galen and discover how well they fit together or will the virus take Galen before Anders makes his move?

Available from Loose Id http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-5-never-give-you-up.html or wherever ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/mV7LKM

EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

Anders held the phone on his lap. Feed Galen. He’d never offered himself up to Galen. Even in their lowest times… Galen offered his vein plenty of times, but Anders didn’t reciprocate. Why? He’d been scared. What if they were supposed to be together and he didn’t feel the same way for Galen? He’d be giving blood to a man he didn’t love. But was that the truth? Now that someone had done something horrible to Galen, the feelings he’d kept down for so long welled to the surface. Love was possible, but he loved Bethany and Johnson, too. He cared about them all even more because he saw life could be so precious. But who did he want?

He shifted his position on the arm of the couch and watched Galen. Some supers were real assholes. Only a dick would drain someone, but only a dick would refuse his best friend too. He nudged Galen’s foot. The vampire still didn’t move.

He scooted off the couch and knelt beside Galen. “Hey.” He patted Galen’s face. “Gale. Hon.” He swatted Galen’s unbitten thigh, but the vampire didn’t move. “Stop dicking with me. If this is a joke, I’m leaving your ass for a younger, prettier model.” More panic set in. “Galen, I’m going to fuck you.”

“Stop shouting,” Galen mumbled. “You can’t leave me. I paid the rent this month.” The muscle in his jaw tensed. “You won’t fuck me, so don’t tease.”

He’d gotten an answer and snark from Galen. The man wasn’t completely dead. He held Galen’s hand and rested his forehead on Galen’s fingers. “I called Vita. She’ll be here soon. Until then, you need to eat.” He bared his fangs and ripped into his own wrist. “Come on. Take mine.” He rubbed his forearm against Galen’s mouth. “Take it.”

“No.” Galen didn’t open his eyes, but he did shake his head. “Whatever this is—it’s bad. I don’t want you to get it.”

“What?” He smeared his blood onto Galen’s lips. “The poison or whatever it is probably isn’t all of the way through your system.” Well, he hoped not.

“I’m dying.” Galen licked his mouth and moaned.

“Hon, you’re a vampire.” He dribbled more blood onto Galen’s lips. “You already died. You can’t do it again.” Technically, he could die a final death and would end up in a pile of ash, but Anders refused to let that happen. “Stop joking.”

“I’m not.” Galen managed to open his eyes. Instead of the dark luster and shimmer, the sparkle in his brown eyes dulled. The middle reminded him of coffee with a little cream—not a black pupil. “I’m dying.”

 

Sunday Snog ~ You Own Me by @MeganSlayer #mf #bdsm #sundaysnog

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Find the other snogs here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/sunday-snog

It’s time for the Sunday Snog. Why not an older story? This one was revived after the original publisher closed. I’m thrilled Loose Id picked it up. I hope you enjoy my kinky shifters as much as I do.

You Own Me  MS_YouOwnMe

Book 2 in the Battle Scarred Series

Loose-Id

Contemporary, Paranormal, Action/Adventure

Vampires, Shifters, Magic, M/F, BDSM, Anal Sex, Spanking

 

When the rest of the world fails, we’ve got each other.

Always.

Creighton Leigh likes to play by his own rules—until he’s tasked with defending the other Supers. Not a problem. He’s called by the Sources, the mystical beings in charge of the universe, to find his mate. There’s only one problem—he’s convinced he’s already got her in his arms.

 Will he be able to embrace the will of the Sources while following his heart?

Vanessa Skye loves her tiger shifter. He’s everything she’s ever wanted in a man and a dominant. But her will and the will of the Sources isn’t the same. They have other ideas for her man.

Sometimes accepting the future means letting go, but she’s not leaving him without a fight.

Available from Loose Id Publishing: http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-2-you-own-me.html or anywhere ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/4EWd7

Now for that snog!!

©2016 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“I’m worrying about you. It’s my job.” He rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t want to hurt you.” The internal struggle to keep from tossing her onto the bed and taking what he wanted was proving to be damn hard.

“I love it.” Vanessa kissed him, biting his bottom lip. “I want to go the whole route—but not yet. No paddles and absolutely no blindfold.” She stared into his eyes, mesmerizing him for a moment. “You’re thinking of me first and it’s very sexy. Thank you.”

“Good girl. We’ll take things slow.” He liked that she’d admitted her limits. He hadn’t planned on using the blindfold or paddle on her for a while because he refused to remind her of the very bad day.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too.” Time to make her his mate. Creighton scooped her into his arms and stood. He placed her on the bed, spreading her out beneath him. Her hair cascaded in ringlets around her head. He’d never seen a more beautiful woman. He stretched out beside her.

His tiger rumbled in his chest. The animal couldn’t wait for this moment, either. Creighton kissed her, tasting her lips, cheeks, chin and neck. Her pulse thrummed beneath his lips. Every nerve ending prickled. The scent of her perfume—something flowery—wrapped around him and the sound of her breathing echoed in his ears.

He’d go slowly, but taking his time would be hard. Creighton cupped her breast and continued to nip at her throat. Each whimper and sigh turned his senses inside out. He enjoyed pleasing her. Vanessa gripped the hem of her negligee, pulling the silk taut against her breasts.

The garment was in the way. He slipped the other strap down her shoulder. The move bared her right breast to him. Instead of letting him touch her boob, she plucked her nipple.

Seeing her so free with her body and coming alive under his touch turned him on. His cock pressed against his sweatpants. She groaned and pulled on her nipple a little more.

“Keep doing that, V. I love it.” Creighton crawled down the bed and settled between her legs. He eased her thighs apart and grinned at the view. Creamy skin and a thin strip of silk covering her pussy. The red material was already darker from her liquid excitement. He swiped his fingers over the delicate fabric, thrilled by her moist heat. “You’re ready for me? Nice and wet?”

“I am.” She writhed under his appraisal. “Always.”

 

Sunday Snog ~Third and Long by @MeganSlayer #bwwm #IR #sundaysnog #romance

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Read the other Sunday Snogs right here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/sunday-snog

I thought I’d pull a few oldies out of the folder and  breathe new life into them. This is one of those stories, Third and Long. It’s also a football story and since we’re nearing the big game and knee-deep in the playoffs here in the USA, why not have a football romance? I love football and romance, so this is a perfect score for me. See if it is for you, too.

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Publisher: Smashwords, Inc. / Megan Slayer Publications

Contemporary Erotic Interracial Sports Romance

Short Story

M/F

 

Rules are meant to be broken, especially when your back is against the wall.

Nico Thunder rules the field. As the quarterback of the Bearcats, he knows what he wants and takes it. There’s one exception. Kaja Wright makes him hot in all the right places, but she’s off limits. The rule states no interoffice dating. He can’t get her out of his mind.

He’s been in sticky situations before. Can he get out of this third-and long-situation, or will he be forced to punt before he finds his heart’s delight?

This 6,500 word erotic short story features scenes of interracial heterosexual sex.

 

This second edition of the book has been re-edited and expanded from the first edition. 

 

Available on 1/27/2017 from all major ebook retailers!

 

Now for that Snog!

©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

She fell into step beside him. “Where are you parked?”

“My regular spot in the players’ area.” He opened the parking garage door. “Just down here.” She messed with his head just by walking with him. He wanted to hold her and feel her tucked to his side.

“I forget you guys have the nicer spots.”

“Just a higher level.” He shrugged. “This is my car.”

“Nice.” Kaja smiled. She caged him between her arms and the back fender of the car. “You said something about wanting me to like you. What if I already did?”

He pressed his hands to his sides. “I’d be shocked.”

“Prepare to be shocked.” She smoothed her palms inside his sport coat and along his chest. The move turned him on, but also confused him. She’d just turned him down!

“Kaja?”

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” She stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his. The moment they connected, he groaned. He’d imagined this moment, and she tasted better than in his dreams. He didn’t bother to think. Screw the rules. He wrapped his arms around her. She cuddled to him. For warmth? He didn’t care.

Kaja broke the kiss first. “Take me home.”

Have You Read Best I Ever Had by @WendiZwaduk #menage #mfm #romance

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Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications

 ISBN: 9781370459353

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

 

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1102435287

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Best-Menage-Romance-Scarred-Hearts-ebook/dp/B01E2LK3EA/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1460426493&sr=1-2

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/best-i-ever-had-2

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/best-i-ever-had-wendi-zwaduk/1114843998?ean=2940153207292

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/695503

 

EXCERPT

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.

No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”

She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?

“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.

Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”

“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”

The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”

She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.

“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”

“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”

“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint. Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.

Whatever.

“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”