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


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


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



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.”



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.




Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Wild Card Week


Well, we’re not playing, so I can at least enjoy the game. Would’ve been better with the Bengals playing, but it happens. I wish the Giants would’ve done better, as well as the Raiders and the Dolphins, but it happens. I’ve gotten used to resigning myself this season. Hopefully 2017 will be better.

Since it’s that time…let’s get to the funnies.

There are Honorable Mentions from last week–like always–so…here we go…

“the protection up front is working.”

Always good to have working protection.

“He’s got it up the middle.”

Better than going to one side or the other.

Okay, time for the Quotes of the Week. These are a real rip. Always!

“You have to get deeper than that.”

At least make them feel it.

 “An excellent pick-up.” 

When you’ve got the right one, you’ve got the right one.

“Found a hole and stuffed it.”

What else are you supposed to do with that hole?

“3 big bodies in the middle.”

Because they like to be sandwiched by the smaller ones.

“looking for a spark.”

Better to have one than not. Makes the whole situation more pleasurable.

And now for the Doozy of the Week. Oh my…

This one is all kinds of wrong. Just all kinds.

“He’s good for 14.”

Meaning he can last for that long. 14 turns. Nice.

Thanks for reading and please check out the other posts from the rest of the week.




Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0

Wrapping Up and Moving On with @MeganSlayer #writing #thinking #debating ~ cross-posted

I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I wanted to write for this post. An end of the year wrap-up? Maybe a memorial for things lost this year? A plan for 2017? Lots comes to mind. 

In the last few days, a lot has happened. Christmas! Hanukkah! Let’s not forget those. The time of joy and giving. Watching the wonder on the faces of those who received a gift–be it an actual item or an act of generosity. I’ll cherish that. 

Now, I know. There has been some sadness. The passing of legends, almost legends and those we just plain love. Trust me. My heart breaks for them. I’ve loved Gene Wilder since the movie Willie Wonka scared the crap out of (I was convinced if I ate the chocolate, I’d end up in the TV, too…and yet I still ate the chocolate.) So many people. So many creative fires dying out. 

But there are always going to be new ones. New fires we don’t even realize are there. Maybe you and I are the fires of tomorrow. Who knows.

I’m sad about the closing of a few of my publishers, too. I don’t like to speak ill of the closed, but I can honestly say, I didn’t have bad feelings towards those who closed or even bad experiences. Would I like to have the endings gone differently? Sure. Who wouldn’t? But I can’t say the experiences weren’t without merit. Maybe that was me still eating that chocolate.

I saw the shuttering of a few businesses I never thought would (Borders, Fictionwise, ARe) and are now gone. Poof! Okay, so not all were lost in 2016, but you get the idea. This biz is nutsy. 

Back to the chocolate, but I’m not giving up on my love of writing. I don’t know if I’ll ever become that author who hits all of the lists and my book title is on the lips of every reader in the world. That doesn’t mean I won’t try. It doesn’t mean I won’t keep telling the stories I’ve been doing so for the last… golly, I’ve been writing since 2007 and published since 2009. I’m not one of the longer running authors in the biz, but that chocolate still sure tastes good. 

So what is my plan for the next year? To keep writing. I’ve got books in the pipeline with multiple houses and fun things planned for the year. I’m not quitting. Not by a long shot and not when I still love the chocolate. Maybe one day I will be shrunken and land on the TV. Maybe not. Either way, I’m still going to keep slogging it out with the boys from Cedarwood, the shifters in the Sanctuary, the Battle Scarred paranormals and my Seeing Me male models. Why not? I get to play with male models in the morning, argue with everyday guys in Cedarwood in the afternoon, then wrestle with lion shifters at night. Sounds like a good gig to me.

What about you? What are your plans for 2017? Anything special? You know where I’ll be. Writing, reading and enjoying the ride.

Want something to warm up your winter? Try Reconnecting Christmas! Male models, a little angst and a happy ending (you didn’t think I’d keep the happy ending to myself, did you? *G*)

Reconnecting Christmas 

By Megan Slayer
M/M, Contemporary, Holiday, Romance
Short Story
From MLR Press

Art by Winterheart Designs

Oliver McNamara knows exactly what he wants for the holidays–his boyfriend to come home. He wants a nice, romantic Christmas with the man he loves. Will he get his perfect present or a lump of coal on the big day?

If Bert gets his way, this will be a holiday Oliver never forgets. But…being a world famous model means Bert doesn’t always set his working hours and giving Oliver what he deserves could be impossible. Can he reconnect with the man he loves over the holidays?

Two hearts will always find a way to become one especially with a little Christmas cheer involved.

Available from MLR Press: http://www.mlrbooks.com/Bookstore.php?bookid=MSRECCHR
Available now from Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/Reconnecting-Christmas-Seeing-Me-Book-ebook/dp/B01N1ST25O/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1483020198&sr=8-1&keywords=Reconnecting+Christmas+Megan+Slayer
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/reconnecting-christmas-megan-slayer/1125312220?ean=2940157606893
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/reconnecting-christmas

Cross Posted from the Paranormal Romantics Blog: http://paranormalromantics.blogspot.com/2016/12/wrapping-up-and-moving-on-with.html

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week 12 (on time, too!) with @MeganSlayer


So… the game versus the Eagles was better than I’d expected. We actually looked like a team and not just a mishmash of bodies on the field. It’s a real big deal. Go Bengals!

Since it’s that time…let’s get to the funnies.

There are Honorable Mentions from last week–like always–so…here we go…

“Can get it into really tight windows.”

Is that what we’re calling breaking in the newbs these days?

“Such a match-up when you can spread that defense that much.”

He knows his stuff and how to use it.

Okay, time for the Quotes of the Week. These are a real rip. Always!

“the pound king.”

Sounds the way it is. He loves his pounding.

 “really slinging tonight.” 

It wasn’t called free and easy night for nothing.

“quick release time.”

That’s code for finishing early.

“a real match-up nightmare.”

Well, he’s the pound king. He’s not made for everyone.

“Can split ’em out wide.”

They don’t call him the king for nothing.

And now for the Doozy of the Week. Oh my…

This one is all kinds of wrong. Just all kinds.

“Makes him finish in his face.”

That’s his kink. Gotta keep ’em happy.

Thanks for reading and please check out the other posts from the rest of the week.




Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0

Sunday Snog ~ Until the Night by @WendiZwaduk #sundaysnog #menage #vampires #mfmm


Find the other Snogs right here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/sunday-snogI

I thought I’d pull an oldie but a goodie out for the Sunday Snog. Enjoy my foursome, Until the Night 🙂

Until the Night  1052641

Contemporary, Paranormal


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

Totally Bound


Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that’s unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she’d agreed to do. As a human, she’d had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she’s striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn’t care. He’s loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.

Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they’ve built in the name of passion?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mm sex, anal play, ménages of the mmf, mfm, and mmfm persuasions, as well as lots of biting and spanking. They’re having one hell of a party.


Available at

Totally Bound – https://www.totallybound.com/until-the-night?author_id=125

AllRomance Ebooks – https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-untilthenight-1052641-145.html

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Until-the-Night-ebook/dp/B00BAXLZGY/ref=sr_1_21?ie=UTF8&qid=1360020244&sr=8-21&keywords=wendi+zwaduk


And now for that spooky Snog!!

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2013, all rights reserved.


Kendall cupped her jaw in both hands. Hunger shone amongst the green and blue flecks in his eyes. He worked the muscle in his jaw and the light caught the subtle colour changes of brown and gold in the scruff on his cheeks. She gulped to catch the breath she didn’t need. No heartbeat anymore meant that oxygen didn’t help her body like it had when she’d been alive.

God, she wanted to be amongst the living and for things to be normal again.

“Would you rather I be blunt?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I want you. I don’t care if you’re a vampire or if you have those two guys who hang out over here. You infiltrate my thoughts and make me think about you when you’re not in the same room.”

“Me?” Embarrassment gripped her. Back when she’d been alive, she wouldn’t have doubted a man’s attraction to her. She’d have known it and have run with the feeling of being desired. Since dying, she’d lost her confidence. Men looked at her, sure, but not in the same way.

“Yes, you.” His pupils dilated and Kendall rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t see a vampire. I see a sexy woman that I want to make my own.”

Gypsy closed her eyes and melted into his touch as his mouth met hers. He swept his tongue over the seam of her lips and she opened to him. She suckled on him. Heat burned through her veins and she ground her hips against his thigh.

He curled one arm around her shoulders while the other arm snaked around her waist. Kendall lifted her from the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, not bothering to break the kiss.

Mint, he tasted like mint. She broke the connection to keep from scratching him with her teeth. Hunger pangs racked her body. Just one tiny cut, just enough to sate her appetite…

Kendall carried her into her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed with her on top. Gypsy closed her mouth to keep from displaying her fangs. She whimpered.

“You need to bite me, don’t you?”

She shook her head. Taking his blood would enhance sex, yes, but she didn’t need to. She raked her nails down his chest, taking extra time to flick his nipples.

“Feels good.” He arched beneath her. “Touch me.”

Gypsy grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled. Instead of moving the shirt up his chest, she tore it in half. The sound of tearing fabric split the air, followed by his laughter.

“Never had that happen during foreplay.” Kendall sat up with her still on his lap, and removed the torn clothing. “Your turn.” He eased her sloppy shirt up over her head.

Gypsy covered her breasts with her arms. A wave of humility swept over her. Would she make him happy? What a time to second guess herself…

“Show me, babe.” Kendall tugged her hands away, putting her on display. He palmed her breasts. The warmth of his touch filled her soul.

She moaned and leaned into him. Things made so much sense and none at all. Gypsy shook off the apprehension. She needed to feel, to be wanted and to hear a heartbeat.

Her nerve endings sizzled as he flattened his tongue over her nipple. He scraped his teeth over the engorged flesh and bit. Sparks shot from her breast to her pussy. Gypsy dug her nails into his shoulders. Holy hell, he knew how to use his tongue. Kendall gave her other nipple the same treatment. She shuddered in his arms.

The sweet scent of flowers swirled around them. Her fangs dropped and a voice whispered in her ear.


Everyday Kinky Challenge #3 ~ The Chair

EveryDay Kinky Challenge Art

This week for the Kinky Challenge, I went a little old school. One of my favorite parts of kink is finding everyday objects to use for the kink. Don’t get me wrong. There are some great toys, too, but it’s fun to find something a little out of the ordinary. Now, you might say a chair isn’t out of the ordinary. It’s not, but how you use it can be. Read on!

256px-Swedish_Windsor_ChairsBy No machine-readable author provided. Fred J assumed (based on copyright claims). [CC BY-SA 1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/1.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

I wasn’t sure what Sir meant when he said he’d bought me a present. I mean, a new dining room set wasn’t my idea of a present. It’s something you need, sure, but… but a present is like a tie or a bracelet. He’d instructed me to wait for him. I was to be nude and have two neckties with me. I did what he’d asked, but I still wasn’t sure about the present.

“Don’t like it?” Sir asked. He eased up behind me and wound his arms around me. “Sit.”

“Yes, Sir.” I did as he asked and perched on the curved-back chair and bunched my hands at my sides.

“Good boy.” He grasped my wrist, then wound the tie around one of them. “You’ll come to love this.”

I would. I loved everything he did. I shivered and focused on the carpet at my feet. He bound both of my wrists to the chair.

“Look down.” He knelt at my feet and toyed with something at the front of the seat. He tugged a piece of wood loose. I gasped as the firm wood beneath my ass gave way. He smiled. “Now you thought you’d hate my present.”

“I–Sir.” I shivered again. My ass was exposed. Anyone else who came into the room would see the chairs and think they were normal. Not me. “Thank you?”

“Don’t like it?” He clapped his hands. “Boy.”

The man we sometimes played with, a fresh-faced 21 year-old stepped around the corner.

“You know what to do.” Sir tilted his head to the side. “Do it.”

The sub, fully nude as well, strode into the room. He held a plank of wood in both hands. Was he going to spank me with that? Jesus. The sub eased behind me, out of sight.

The plank of wood came out from under the chair between my calves. I didn’t have to see what was happening to know what the sub was doing. His wet tongue danced between my ass cheeks. Sir knelt in front of me and opened a set of butterfly clips. He fastened one to each of my nipples, then tugged on the chain holding the clips together. I grunted. Oh, this would be fun, but torture and I welcomed every bit.

I learned my lesson. I’d never doubt any of Sir’s presents again.


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


Check out the other Saturday Spankings right here: http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/


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?

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!


ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-allonthefieldclubdesireseriesbookthree-1477072-147.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/All-On-Field-Megan-Slayer-ebook/dp/B00JKT2KWI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1397134230&sr=8-1&keywords=megan+slayer+all+on+the+field

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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