My Sexy Saturday ~ Beckon

August 29, 2015 by Alexis Duran

At last! It’s Saturday and that means it’s time for some Sexy snippets from the authors at My Sexy Saturday. This week I’m sharing seven paragraphs from Curse of Salar, third book in the Masters and Mages series. Prince Dezra has led a tightly restricted, over-protected life but he’s risking everything to be with the only man to set his soul on fire. Dezra’s finding that he might be out of his depth with the super sexy Captain Nevar.

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“Kneel.”

“What?” Dezra asked, incredulous.

“You heard me.”

Nevar stripped off his silk shirt and tossed it aside. The sight of his finely sculpted chest arrested the biting retorts that leaped to Dezra’s tongue. The captain’s skin was smooth and slicked with sweat. A fine trail of curly black hair began at his sternum and disappeared beneath the line of his belt.

Dezra forced his gaze up to discover to Nevar smirking at him. Before Nevar could summon an insult to put the captain in his place, Nevar sat on the bed.

“Help me with my boots. Or is that beneath you, Prince?”

Nevar leaned back with his arms behind him, weight resting on his palms. He stuck one foot out. The languid expanse of his body beckoned.

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Seductive Studs~ Don’t Press Your Luck

August 28, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Hello and welcome to Seductive Studs, the blog hop dedicated to the promotion of love, m/m style. I’m continuing from where I left off last week, a scene from Curse of Salar, third in the Masters and Mages series.(I hope to finish Curse this weekend. Wish me luck!) Prince Mira has gone against all the palace rules and allowed Captain Matisse, a visiting diplomat, into his presence. Things are not going exactly as he planned.

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Mira clenched his jaw. All of his training as a prince reared up in resistance to the man’s flippancy even as his body responded to the captain’s heady presence. He decided to ignore the teasing for the moment.

“If I invite you into my presence, I must wait for you to take your seat.”

“I thought I invited myself.” Matisse smiled and looked at the bench, the wine, Mira. His gaze darkened. “So I could keep you standing all night?”

“Don’t press your luck, Captain,” Mira said.

Matisse’s smile spread into a grin, a fearsome expanse of teeth that made Mira’s loins tighten. “But press I must. I’m under the impression we have very little time together and yet you appear to be locked in your role of untouchable prince. Tell me what you would have me do.”

“Sit,” Mira commanded. “Drink some of the damn wine.”

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Return of Seductive Studs

August 21, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Seductive Studs M/M Bloghop is back! Yes, the world needs more hot guys in love and I’m more than happy to help with that. My excerpt this week is from my WIP, Curse of Salar, Book Three in the Masters and Mages series. In this scene, Prince Mira has allowed Captain Matisse into his private quarters. Alone for the first time with the man he’s been fantasizing about, Mira experiences the unfamiliar sensation of doubt.

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Mira took the opportunity to admire the captain’s physique. He recalled watching the muscles knot and flex as Matisse defeated him repeatedly on the shibar field, and how he’d imagined being subdued by such strength in bed. Faced with the very real possibility, Mira thought he must have been mad. He could never allow himself to be dominated so completely. He had no hold over the man. Matisse wasn’t a servant. He had no respect for Mira’s divinity.

Fear warred with lust. Mira could summon the guards with one word.

Matisse observed him in return, grey eyes unreservedly skimming Mira’s entire length without the slightest glimmer of awe or reverence.

“Those clothes don’t look comfortable,” he said and stepped closer. He froze at the look of disapproval that must have flashed in Mira’s eyes.

After a moment, the captain smiled. “You’re undecided. Perhaps it takes a fight to get you excited.”

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Here’s a little inspiration for Rayn Matisse. No wonder Mira is feeling a bit intimidated.

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My Sexy Saturday ~ Edge of the Precipice

August 15, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Time to sexy up your Saturday! This week I’m sharing seven paragraphs from my WIP- the third book in the Masters and Mages series, Curse of Salar. The theme is My Sexy Boyfriend, and in this scene, Mira is beginning to appreciate his soldier/lover, Captain Rayn Mattise.

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Leaning against one of the tall narrow windows, arms crossed over his broad chest, eyes closed, stood Rayn Matisse. Mira’s heart clenched, then raced. Was he in some warrior’s afterlife?

Mira parted his parched lips and cleared his throat. “Rayn?”

Rayn’s chin jerked up and he stared at Mira almost as if he didn’t believe his eyes. He dropped his arms to his sides but otherwise didn’t move.

Mira licked his lips. “Are you alive, or am I dead?”

“You don’t remember what happened?” Rayn loomed over him now. He still wore the riding clothes Mira had last seen him in. They’d been cleaned but were worse for wear, shirt torn and roughly patched, leather coat scraped and scarred. He’d bathed recently and his mahogany hair looked deliciously soft as a sunbeam caressed the side of his face. His bright eyes were guarded.

“No.” Mira didn’t want to talk about the cave and falling into the well. It was too fresh and he felt as if he still stood on the edge of the precipice. He threw back the covers, exposing his bruised but otherwise intact body. “Hold me.”

Rayn didn’t hesitate. Full clothed, boots and all, he stretched out beside Mira and pulled him into his arms. Mira rested his cheek against Rayn’s chest and sighed with relief as the man’s heat melted into him, driving the nightmare further from Mira’s mind.

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Weekend Writing Warriors ~ Mistake

July 19, 2015 by Alexis Duran

Welcome to another round of Weekend Writing Warriors. This will be my last snippet from Betwixt and Between for a while. Don’t want to over-share! In previous excerpts Ian has gotten himself entangled with a magical musician busking for change at the Pike Street Market. Today he makes a break for it.

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Ian spun around and ran up the stairs, taking three at a time. He burst out into a clump of German tourists all singing along to the strains of the Vltava that had reached its climactic conclusion. He sprinted up the sidewalk. The farther he got, the easier it was to move and breathe, and the less the image of the stormy eyes burned into his corneas. He knew damn well he should get to Aunt Cleona’s as fast as possible and beg her to put a counteracting spell in motion.

Third mistake.

But he was late to meet Dijeree, and she’d be pissed if he blew her off again. She had a confirmed Windigo sighting out on the peninsula, and she needed his advice. He stopped running, and as he walked slowly up Pine catching his breath, the intensity of the hex faded to almost nothing. Maybe the violin player had only wanted to scare him off.

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As characters often do, Ian has gone off on his own and landed an interview with Evelyn Shepard. If you’d like a peek at how he’s coping with dark elves in his life, as well as another chance to win a $10 gift card, check it out here.

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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight to ten sentences from a published work or perhaps their current work in progress. Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! I heartily invite you to participate as a reader, writer, or both. It’s a great way to discover your next favorite book. Click here or use the address: http://www.wewriwa.com