Travel Tuesdays ~ Believe by @meganslayer #mm #gay #gayromance #lgbtq

Believe by Megan Slayer

A Trust novella

Megan Slayer Publishing

Novella

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?

Available at:

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Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/Believe-Consent-Novella-Megan-Slayer-ebook/dp/B085XNSK1N/

EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2020, 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.”

Trust & Consent by @meganslayer #romance #gay #gayromance #erotic #hotread #reissue

Trust and Consent by Megan Slayer

Available from Megan Slayer Publications

M/M, Anal Sex, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Shibari, BDSM, Rope Play

30,000 words, novella

Releasing April 23, 2020.

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A photographer and a musician find love in a blissful, tangled way…


Raylan Greene never expected the guy next to him in American History class to be so hot. Then again, he wasn’t looking for a relationship either. But this photographer knows a good subject when he sees one. The blond-haired guy with the sad eyes captivates him. The trouble is Raylan’s into rope bondage and he needs that special someone to be his partner. A tall order, indeed.

Chase Tate can’t take his eyes off Raylan. When they’re together, even if only in class, the words and tunes to songs fill his brain. He’s found his muse—if only he can grab Raylan’s attention. He’s scared his past and the secrets he’s kept buried will drive Raylan away.

Will Raylan be able to accept Chase despite the issues in his past? Will Chase run once he finds out about Raylan’s fetish? Or will these two scorch the sheets and find a love to last a lifetime?

This book has been re-edited for this reissue version.

Available at:

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B085XNZ69T/

iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/trust-consent/id1503508977?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/trust-consent

BN:  coming soon

Google Play: coming soon

EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer, 2020, All Rights Reserved

Another semester, another class and no hotties in the bunch. Raylan Greene sat back in his chair and opened his notebook. He never should’ve waited until the summer semester of his junior year at college to take the American History class, but his schedule always ended up so full. He’d finally found the time—in the hottest months of the year.

The pale blue paint flaked at the corners of the room and the desks had seen better days. Most of the table tops were decorated with names carved into the wooden surface. Everyone from Albert to Zach had left a mark.

Footsteps thumped in the hallway and the building buzzed with conversation. Some of the girls sat together and chattered. Two guys near the door argued about a comic book movie Raylan wanted to see, but hadn’t been to the theater to view. One of the guys sported a football jersey and regaled his friends with stories from the latest practice session.

Raylan glanced around the classroom at the various students. He recognized a couple of the guys from other classes, but none of the men in the room appealed to him. He groaned. He had to be one of the older students in the room and all because he hadn’t worked the class in during his freshman year.

He hadn’t been a freshman in a long time, but he felt like he’d been in the photography thread forever. The students in the photography division all knew each other. Once they’d paired off in romantic relationships, those who hadn’t found a partner didn’t really date the others. He’d gone out with a few guys, but none for a great length of time.

He’d just about given up hope when a young man strolled into the room. The guy quickened his pace and collapsed in the desk beside Raylan.

“That was close.” He plunked his books on the desk top. “I had the wrong room assignment written down.”

“That can happen.” Raylan smiled at his classmate. “I’m Raylan.”

“Chase.” He stuck out his hand. “I’m not usually late.”

“You’re fine. We’ve got another five minutes. Professor Alemonde walks at his own pace.” Raylan studied Chase. He’d seen his share of good looking guys before, but something about Chase caught his attention. Maybe it was the shaggy hair hanging to his collar or the slightly bewildered look in his brown eyes, but Raylan wanted to photograph him. He preferred strong men, but not overly muscled. Chase seemed to fit the bill. Was he a hairy guy? A top? A bottom?

“I feel so silly.” Chase opened his notebook and shook his head. “The wrong room number. I’ve been on this campus almost three years now. You’d think I’d check this stuff.” He moved his guitar case to beneath his seat. A myriad of stickers decorated the worn faux leather surface of the case. “If this gets in the way, tell me. I can’t control the thing sometimes.”

Believe by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #christmas #romance

Believe by Megan Slayer

A Trust novella

Liquid Silver Books

Novella

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?

Available at:

Liquid Silver Books: http://www.lsbooks.com/believe-p93.php

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/m0ze6M

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00CT5RCVO?keywords=megan%20slayer%20believe&qid=1445899066&ref_=sr_1_1&sr=8-1

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/believe-megan-slayer/1108818138?ean=9781595789112&itm=5&usri=megan+slayer

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/believe/id500528025?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/believe-72

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Fzs3AwAAQBAJ

EXCERPT:

©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.”

Finding Grip by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #hot #bdsmromance #LGBTQ #sportsromance #racing

Finding Grip by Megan Slayer GRIP

Contemporary Racing Romance

SuperNova Indie Publishing

Book four of the Track Domination Series

M/M, Anal Sex, LGBT, BDSM, Spanking, Rope Play, Toys

 

A crew chief always accepts a challenge, especially if it means finding grip.

Corey Blauser loves his life. The truck team he heads, with Ethan driving, is starting to make gains on the track. He’s got his house and his car. What more could a man want? Hot sex and hotter hot man to share his bed. Corey always thought of himself as a loner, but the representative from his team’s main sponsor is making him rethink everything.

Loren Gray never expected to find anything at the track other than the scent of burnt rubber and the roar of the crowd. He’s just there to get his company, Taps Beer, more exposure. But he’s finding plenty of exposure where he never expected—with Corey. Can Loren stay objective with Taps and accept what he wants from Corey or will his plans fall apart? It’s all about finding grip.

 

 

Available here:

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https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07J1VVNZZ/

https://books.apple.com/us/book/finding-grip/id1438069564?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/finding-grip-megan-slayer/1129686138?ean=2940161570050

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/finding-grip-1

https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=3idxDwAAQBAJ

 

EXCERPT:

©MeganSlayer 2019, All Rights Reserved

Corey checked the figures on his tablet one more time. Everything seemed to be up to standards. Ethan’s practice times looked good, and he’d driven two great qualifying laps. Starting fourth helped keep them in the top twenty in driver’s points for the time being. Ethan’s work during qualifying also looked good for the wandering horde from Taps. At least, the covering on the truck looked awesome. The brewery logo, a full stein and lots of suds with the word Taps in the bubbles, was splashed across the hood.

He whispered a prayer that Ethan would continue to slow down and use his head on the track. “Just a little more patience, and we’ve got these things in the bag.” Corey sighed then opened his eyes. The frustration, the stress all melted away. For a moment, he had peace. “Let’s race.”

Voices caught Corey’s attention. When he glanced out at the midway, his tension returned. Ethan strolled over to the garage bay with the group of employees from Taps in tow. Instead of his normal firesuit, he wore a polo shirt and regular jeans. If Corey didn’t know better, he’d have thought Ethan worked as a publicist, not a driver.

Ethan flashed his winning smile. “This is my crew chief, Corey Blauser. Without him, I’d probably still be wrecking trucks. We have a strange way of understanding each other, even when we aren’t real thrilled with each other.”

Corey tucked the tablet under his arm. “Ethan can be a real handful.”

“Don’t you know it.” Ethan winked then waved to the group. “Let’s check out the hauler.”

As the knot of people wandered away, following Ethan, Loren stepped out of the crowd. “Good time?”

“Always a good time at the track. We race in about two hours. The driver meeting went well, and we’re set to conquer Vegas.” Corey hooked his thumb in his pocket and gripped the table in his free hand. “Ethan seems to be eating up the attention. He’s a ham.”

“He’s doing well for us. Better than Harlan expected.” Loren shrugged. “His attitude up to a few months ago had us worried.”

“He came around.” Corey hated small talk. He strolled to the rear end of the truck and surveyed the people bustling up and down the midway. “And you? Having a good time showing the brewery’s best and brightest around?”

“It’s a living.” Loren stood beside Corey. “I hate promo parties like this.”

“Why?” Corey shifted his gaze to Loren. Did he hate crowds, too? Couldn’t be. “You’re the center of attention. That’s pretty cool.” Not really.

“I hate it. Having people stare at me always churns my stomach. I feel like I’m under the gun to be cool or funny. Then the brass shows up. They expect me to kiss ass and play nice with them. Do as I’m told. I hate ass kissing.”

“Gotta be the dominant? Or are you a rebel?”

Loren crooked one eyebrow. “Sometimes.” He lowered his voice to a gravelly whisper. “I actually prefer to switch up my roles in the bedroom. Top, bottom… I’m good.”

“You were good, yeah.”

 

Saturday Spankings ~ Believe by @MeganSlayer #SatSpanks

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

I went the rather unorthodox route this week and decided to go with one of my older titles, Believe. Yes, this is a holiday book, but love doesn’t happen only on the holidays. It’s all year-round. This particular Sat Spank is the precursor to the actual spanking. The play leading up to the spanking and the language used is just as important. 😉 Read on!

Believe believe

A Trust novella

Megan Slayer

Liquid Silver Books

Novella

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?

Available at:

Liquid Silver Books: http://www.lsbooks.com/believe-p93.php

AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-believe-660939-145.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00CT5RCVO?keywords=megan%20slayer%20believe&qid=1445899066&ref_=sr_1_1&sr=8-1

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/believe-megan-slayer/1108818138?ean=9781595789112&itm=5&usri=megan+slayer

Now how about that Spanking? 🙂 It’s a precursor to a spanking, but sometimes the play up to the moment is just as hot.

©Megan Slayer, 2011, All Rights Reserved

“Raylan.” Chase’s eyes glittered in the sparkling light. “I missed…you…” His smile
drooped, and his jaw tensed. “Happy holidays, indeed.”

“It’s not what you think.” Raylan shoved out of Brian’s grasp and took his place
beside Chase. “Hey, babe.” God, he hated sounding so wimpy. Damn Brian and his
intrusion.

“I saw you across the bar. I know what’s going on.” Chase wrapped his arms around
his lover. “You came home, dressed up for me and wanted to prove you don’t want
anyone besides me. I like it.” He nibbled along Raylan’s jaw and murmured in his ear. “I
can’t wait for you to take me home. My ass needs a good spanking.”

Raylan shuddered at the lust and desire in Chase’s voice. Yes, they needed to go
home and soon. A good spanking… He turned in Chase’s arms and feathered his lips
across Chase’s. The simple kiss turned feral in an instant. God, he needed this man.
Forever. As soon as they got away from prying eyes, he’d do what he came home to do.

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