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Danger Area

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Welcome to my third post on the Seductive Studs and Sirens blog hop. This is a hop featuring amazing GLBTQ writers of romance and erotica.  Click the linky thingy there to continue on the hop and discover some really steamy reads. long_SeductiveSnS_rednblack

I’m continuing with excerpts from my current release, Touch of Salar.  M’lan, the monk with the healing touch, is working on a wounded warrior he knows only as “the major”.

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The major’s perfect ass was unyielding. The tattoo of curling shard vines and small snakes led directly into the crease between the buttocks, and M’lan’s fingers wanted so much to glide right inside him. This transgression could get him dismissed from the order, cast down to a field hospital, and possibly beaten by the major himself. One never knew the preferences and prejudices of a patient. Besides that, their sharply distinct classes prohibited social interaction.

M’lan kept away from the danger area, plunging his knuckles into the hard, wiry muscles below the hip. He was starting to sweat heavily, and not just from the exertion. The major’s breaths became louder as he strained not to reveal his discomfort. A warrior would never ask a monk to back off, to be gentler, and M’lan took this as a sort of challenge, a wicked impulse that wouldn’t occur to a true monk.

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About Touch of Salar:

In a world ruled by tyrannical kings and fickle gods, the young monk M’lan finds himself at the center of royal intrigue as his healing powers attract the attention of his superiors. When he learns the handsome warrior whose body he’s tending to is not only a noble, but a king’s assassin, any attachment to him might prove fatal. Despite the danger, he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Can he risk the abandon of passion when a slip of the tongue might force his lover to execute him?

Major Jamil Jarka comes to the temple with one intention—heal his wounds so he can return to the fight against the rebellion. When the monk assigned to him turns out to be stunningly attractive, he sees this as a pleasant distraction, no more. But soon he finds himself becoming obsessed with M’lan and is torn between the fear of betrayal and the lure of love.

Sinister forces strive to turn the monk and the warrior against each other—a conflict neither will survive if they cannot trust their lives to love and the healing power of Salar.

 

 

Too Much

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I’m continuing with excerpts from the first chapter of my current release, Touch of Salar.  M’lan, the monk with the healing touch, is working his magic on a wounded warrior.

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“If the pain becomes too much, let me know.”

The major let out a little huff of air. “I seriously doubt you can hurt me, monk.”

M’lan smiled. His strong fingers—fingers that knew exactly where the deepest injuries lurked—reduced these tough fighting men to gasps and tears easily enough. He happened upon a stiff sinew that refused to give way, and concentrated on it, calling on the energy that flowed through the temple walls. He felt it ripple through him and penetrate the smooth skin under his fingers. The major let out a muffled groan. The hard spot softened, and M’lan moved on, loosening, softening, probing.

Along with sulfur and sweat, the major smelled of a hot spice, like red pepper. M’lan worked his way down both sides of the spine, doing an admirable job of keeping his mind on abstract visions of the muscles beneath his hands. Until he reached the buttocks.

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About Touch of Salar:

In a world ruled by tyrannical kings and fickle gods, the young monk M’lan finds himself at the center of royal intrigue as his healing powers attract the attention of his superiors. When he learns the handsome warrior whose body he’s tending to is not only a noble, but a king’s assassin, any attachment to him might prove fatal. Despite the danger, he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Can he risk the abandon of passion when a slip of the tongue might force his lover to execute him?

Major Jamil Jarka comes to the temple with one intention—heal his wounds so he can return to the fight against the rebellion. When the monk assigned to him turns out to be stunningly attractive, he sees this as a pleasant distraction, no more. But soon he finds himself becoming obsessed with M’lan and is torn between the fear of betrayal and the lure of love.

Sinister forces strive to turn the monk and the warrior against each other—a conflict neither will survive if they cannot trust their lives to love and the healing power of Salar.

 

 

Let the hopping begin!

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August is Blog Hop month here at Chateau Alexis.  I’m sharing excerpts, posts and answering questions as well as hosting a giveaway.  Drop by and enter to win a copy of Touch of Salar and a gift certificate to Loose Id!

Today I’m at Gabrielle Evans blog. I love her tag line- “Be good, or be good at it”.

 

A fine Piece of Art

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Seductive Studs and Sirens Blog Hop #3 long_SeductiveSnS_rednblack

Welcome to another Steamy Saturday Snippet.  I’m continuing with an excerpt from my new release, Touch of Salar.  M’lan, the monk with healing powers, is beginning to work on the mysterious major for the first time.  Don’t forget, more delectable steaminess awaits you over at the Seductive Studs and Sirens Blog Hop.

Touch of Salar

As he sometimes did when the distraction of base physicality disturbed his calm, M’lan imagined the body as a sculpture, a fine piece of art. This one certainly was. He called up the anatomical charts in his mind’s eye and allowed his fingers to travel up the spine, searching for the damaged nerves and knotted muscles that blocked healing. The skin had a soothing smell, like a sweetly remembered lover, and the body—he instantly connected with this body. His hands seemed to know where to go. But of course that was impossible. He’d never forget having worked on this man.

The major’s muscles were like coiled iron, and M’lan knew he had a rigorous workout in front of him. But for now his motions were gentle as he explored the body with his hands and waited for the healing energy to begin its journey through him to his client.

Official Blurb:

In a world ruled by tyrannical kings and fickle gods, the young monk M’lan finds himself at the center of royal intrigue as his healing powers attract the attention of his superiors. When he learns the handsome warrior whose body he’s tending to is not only a noble, but a king’s assassin, any attachment to him might prove fatal. Despite the danger, he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Can he risk the abandon of passion when a slip of the tongue might force his lover to execute him?

Major Jamil Jarka comes to the temple with one intention—heal his wounds so he can return to the fight against the rebellion. When the monk assigned to him turns out to be stunningly attractive, he sees this as a pleasant distraction, no more. But soon he finds himself becoming obsessed with M’lan and is torn between the fear of betrayal and the lure of love.

Sinister forces strive to turn the monk and the warrior against each other—a conflict neither will survive if they cannot trust their lives to love and the healing power of Salar.

 

 

With Your Permission

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Seductive Studs and Sirens Blog Hop #2

Hi! Thanks for stopping by.  Don’t forget to click the link to continue the hop and discover some steamy snippets along the way.

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I’m continuing with another expert from my new novel, Touch of Salar.  Things are heating up as M’lan, a healer, prepares to work on the injured warrior he knows only as the major for the first time.

Touch of Salar

The major’s arms and legs were lean yet muscular, and the buttocks tight and hard. He had glossy black hair that flashed red in the sunlight. M’lan glimpsed a fine high cheekbone, sculpted jawline, and aquiline nose. A true son of Rakkan.

The man lay down on his stomach without a word, crossed his arms above his head, and rested his face on the open frame at the top. He was tall, and he reached from one end of the table to the other. M’lan moved closer, rubbing warmed zinn bark oil onto his hands.

“With your permission,” he said as was required. All he got in return was a grunt.

He placed his palms flat on the small of the man’s back. Though heavily scarred in places, the skin was smooth and hot from the sulfur bath. Electric sparks trickled up M’lan’s hands, and he nearly jumped back. He closed his eyes and let out a calming breath, feeling the rhythm of the man’s pulse beneath his palms.

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Here’s the photo that originally inspired Jamil’s tattoo.  Your welcome.

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Official Blurb:

In a world ruled by tyrannical kings and fickle gods, the young monk M’lan finds himself at the center of royal intrigue as his healing powers attract the attention of his superiors. When he learns the handsome warrior whose body he’s tending to is not only a noble, but a king’s assassin, any attachment to him might prove fatal. Despite the danger, he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Can he risk the abandon of passion when a slip of the tongue might force his lover to execute him?

Major Jamil Jarka comes to the temple with one intention—heal his wounds so he can return to the fight against the rebellion. When the monk assigned to him turns out to be stunningly attractive, he sees this as a pleasant distraction, no more. But soon he finds himself becoming obsessed with M’lan and is torn between the fear of betrayal and the lure of love.

Sinister forces strive to turn the monk and the warrior against each other—a conflict neither will survive if they cannot trust their lives to love and the healing power of Salar.

 

Seductive Studs and Sirens Blog Hop

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Well, this could be fun. long_SeductiveSnS_rednblack

Today is my first time participating in the Seductive Studs and Sirens hop, featuring LGBT erotica and romance.  Don’t forget to check out the other steamy snippets by clicking the link and continuing the hop. I’m sharing a short excerpt from my recent release, Touch of Salar, an erotic, m/m fantasy.  In this excerpt, M’lan, a monk with healing powers, is about to meet his new patient, known only as The Major, for the first time.

Touch of Salar

The entry chimes sounded, and M’lan bowed his head, as was custom when nobility entered. The patient wore a black silk robe, head covered with a hood. He moved with grace and a lightness of foot, unlike most of the warriors M’lan worked on, who tended to be heavyset and muscle-bound. By the tang of sulfur salts, M’lan knew the man had already warmed up with exercise and soaked in the healing pools.

The man crossed the tiled floor without a sound and stepped up to the table. From behind him, M’lan watched the silk robe drop to the floor before he raised his eyes, ready to assess what he saw.

His breath caught. Even though he was used to seeing well-sculpted, muscular bodies, this one was exceptional. Faint scars crisscrossed the truly beautiful almond skin but were obscured by the swirls and tangled vines of an elaborate tattoo that climbed from the crease beneath the man’s left buttock to the base of his neck.

 

Official Blurb:

In a world ruled by tyrannical kings and fickle gods, the young monk M’lan finds himself at the center of royal intrigue as his healing powers attract the attention of his superiors. When he learns the handsome warrior whose body he’s tending to is not only a noble, but a king’s assassin, any attachment to him might prove fatal. Despite the danger, he can’t stop himself from falling in love. Can he risk the abandon of passion when a slip of the tongue might force his lover to execute him?

Major Jamil Jarka comes to the temple with one intention—heal his wounds so he can return to the fight against the rebellion. When the monk assigned to him turns out to be stunningly attractive, he sees this as a pleasant distraction, no more. But soon he finds himself becoming obsessed with M’lan and is torn between the fear of betrayal and the lure of love.

Sinister forces strive to turn the monk and the warrior against each other—a conflict neither will survive if they cannot trust their lives to love and the healing power of Salar.