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Thank
you for hosting me with new release MM romance Hidden Magic.
I
had this story in my head for months before I started to write it. The elf,
Owain Lovage, was so clear in my imagination but not his lover to be. Rowan
kept disappearing and then reforming. I knew he had to be special because Owain
is so sure he can never have a human partner.
Owain
is lonely but he’s a happy soul, already in love with nature and as much as
Rowan stirs him as they meet, Owain is calm and takes the love poured out to
him from Rowan like gifts.
Rowan
is highly sexual and used to taking what he needs from the men he meets. He
pursues Owain from the start, but as soon as they connect, he’s lost in a pull
of attraction he’s never felt before. He falls in love with Owain long before
he knows it.
There’s
a twist, as always, in my romances and of course a happy ending. I hope you
enjoy the passion between these two men and the fun in the build to the end
where I allow life to play tricks on them the way we all know it can.
Warning: This MM love story contains, MM
sex, rimming, frottage, in the frequent love scenes
Paranormal
gay male romantic erotica, Hidden Magic, 114 pages
On
launch special at Evernight Publishing
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Owain’s
desperation grew in the night. He used magic to make coffee after spending too
long in the shower. He walked to work trying to calm himself and before he knew
what he was doing he used magic to speed and lift his steps. Only when he went
through the small gate to the stable area, and, from force of habit, turned to
close it, did he realize he’d left no prints in the snow. He dropped his feet
to the ground. The layer of snow made a dull scrunch as it compacted.
A
frown creasing his forehead, Owain entered the stables and went to the large
enclosure where his older red deer had a space each. Their winter quarters made
them impatient to work, and Owain soothed them with his magical touch. “Shush,
shush, I’ll let you run in the paddock today after the school visit. The
forecast is for sunshine by noon. Not that you care if it snows.” He stroked
them, affection in every move. The deer snorted softly.
He
was at his desk checking the staff roster on the computer when a worker brought
Rowan to him. Owain’s heart thudded as he stood to greet Rowan. He minimized the
document window and went around the desk.
“Thank
you, Ben.” He dismissed his colleague with a smile, but as soon as Ben had
closed the office door as he left, Owain went to Rowan. “It’s great to see you.
I, er, I didn’t know if you’d take me up on my offer.”
Rowan
gazed at him, his eyes glittering with pleasure. “To visit you—how could I not?
I thought about you all night. I almost called the cell phone number on your
business card. Is it your personal number?”
Owain
nodded as he answered. “I wished I could call you. I thought it might be too
soon. It is my personal number. The landline number is for the farm, but I
didn’t want the staff bothered by after-hours calls, hence my number—”
Rowan’s
sudden move, grabbing his shoulders and kissing him, stopped Owain’s gabble. He
sank into the soft joy of Rowan’s lips on his and pushed his hands around
Rowan’s waist to hold him fast and linger in the kiss, until the sensation of
floating in a haze of lust became real and Owain lifted them both from the
ground.
Rowan
broke the kiss and took a deep breath. “Your kisses are—”
Panic
made Owain’s stomach churn, and he brought their feet to the floor thanking any
deity listening that he’d only elevated an inch or so. “—so are yours.” He
caught his breath resting his forehead on Rowan’s.
Rowan
smiled, finishing his sentence. “So sexy.”
Pleasure
closed Owain’s eyes.
Rowan
pushed his arms around Owain’s neck and pressed his body close.
Rowan’s
hard body against his enticed until Owain swept his hands down to Rowan’s ass
and grabbed it to thrust his erection on Rowan’s. The hard column of Owain’s
cock straining against his pants rubbed on Rowan’s. Owain sighed into his soft
kisses. “This is no place to make out.”
Rowan
whispered between hungry kisses. “Lock the door. My dick’s leaking. I’ll lose
it and come soon. Let me suck your cock. You have to want that.”
Owain’s
urgent desire overwhelmed him. He edged to the door, simultaneously kissing
Rowan and bringing him to lean there. He couldn’t lock the door from inside, but
they could block entry with their bodies.
Rowan
opened his jeans and dragged them and his underwear down his thighs. His huge
cock sprang free. He moaned low and grabbed Owain’s hand to close it around his
dick.
Owain
gasped as the shape and feel of Rowan’s cock in his hand sent sparks of
pleasure down his body to pool in his balls, and his own cock jerked against
his pants.
“Uh,
uh, fucking hell.” Rowan thrust his hips, and his dick shifted in Owain’s fist.
Owain
tightened his grip and slipped his other hand around Rowan’s body to finger the
crack of Rowan’s hard ass, as he took kiss after kiss from Rowan’s open mouth.
Rowan’s
cum shot over Owain’s hand and along his wrist. Rowan ground his cock into
Owain’s grasp as he moaned. He stilled slowly and returned Owain’s kisses. “I
need your cock in my mouth, fucking now—” He pulled away from Owain and dropped
to his knees.
With
shaking hands, Owain helped his lover open his pants and push them down his
thighs along with his underwear. Rowan’s lick along his aching cock made him
groan.
Rowan
lapped at the head of Owain’s dick as he grasped the shaft. He circled
feather-light touches around Owain’s balls with his fingertips.
Owain’s
stomach clenched tight. He couldn’t breathe. The feel of Rowan’s lips around
his cock set him moaning. The tight, wet friction as Rowan brought his dick in
and out of his mouth nearly sent Owain to his knees. He grabbed Rowan’s
shoulders and let himself thrust. Streaks of sensation gathered between his
legs. His balls lifted high under Rowan’s touch. Owain’s orgasm stormed over
him with pleasure so exquisite he fell back against the door, and as his knees
sagged, he struggled not to groan too loudly.
Rowan
held him there, waiting until Owain had pumped all his seed into his throat. He
stroked Owain’s tense stomach, forcing more moans to escape, and his cock
throbbed in Rowan’s mouth.
“Rowan—”
He murmured the name, wanting to kiss those lips that had brought him such
pleasure.
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