Thursday, 9 June 2016

Happy Birthday to Me ǀ Day 3

At the end you will find the information needed for the giveaway

Seductive Walk
Phil & Craig from Seeking My Werewolf

“Where are we doing again?”
“For a walk.” Phil smiled back at him like he wasn’t a whinny little kid constantly asking if they were there yet. But the thing was Craig hated surprised. With a passion. Hated not knowing what the joke was. Or being in the dark about something that was clearly about him.
“It’s more than that,” he growled making Phil laugh as he continued on his way.
They hadn’t gone far.  Not really, just into the bush around the back of Eamon’s property. They hadn’t even reached the last of the little granny flats that were being built into the wood work, keeping them all close while giving them safely and privacy. There wasn’t many, but things were changing fast. Which had help make this pack into something bigger and bitter. Something worth the name pack.
Phil switched directions like he was trying to keep Craig on his toes. Like he thought Craig would actually figure out what the hell was going on. But this joke had been playing for a month that he knew about and he still had no idea what the hell was going on. It was making him cranky, which in turn seemed to make Phil more light-hearted. More rested in his soul. Which, of course, pleased Craig enough that he wanted to have it all play out forever, which meant he would never know what the punch line was which…okay, he was sure you got the picture.
Phil laughed up ahead, clearly pleased with Craig’s growing frustration. It was actually getting on his nerves while arousing the fuck out of him. Geez, if the man didn’t stop being so god damn happy soon Craig will be finding it hard to walk.
He was already feeling the pinch. Because the arse swayed, jeans hugged tight, showing off what he’d tapped this morning. Hm… they were alone here, and hell if they weren’t who cared, there were no kids coming for another few weeks, he wouldn’t be disturbing anyone if they’d came across them. Wouldn’t be horrifying the kiddies. And they had fucked, only a few hours ago, they wouldn’t need any lube. Spit would be enough, it wasn’t like Phil would have tightened up enough that it would hurt. Hell, even if they’d not fucked this morning just the fact that they had this week would make fucking a whole lot easier.
But then who said they had to fuck. Craig’s mouth salivated. He’d not had that pleasure in a while, always Phil who sucked him until he growled, turned his mate over and fucking him silly.
“What—!” Phil’s voice was drowned out by the grunt of him hitting the ground and finding Craig on him. but it didn’t take long before he was up on his knees—Craig that was—and flipping Phil over, his fingers working magic at undoing the jeans he’d admired before, kind of wishing the bastard would have worn his trackies. He looked good in trackies.
Oh man, beautiful cock.
Not even stopping to admire for long, Craig multitasked by pulling the pretty cock head into his mouth as he shifted Phil’s pants further down his thighs. The cock fattened up in his mouth. Blood pumped it up, putting a heat into the flesh and a slight different taste. Like the blood brought something new into the mix.
Phil grunted above him, wiggled, trying to get his legs free, allow himself some movement, but Craig wasn’t having any of it. He didn’t want this to be anything other than him sucking his mate off. He wanted to give pleasure on top of the happiness.
It didn’t take him long, to get Phil to an agony mess of needing to come. He might not have sucked Phil as much as Phil sucked him, but he knew what he was doing. Knew what Phil liked best, how to get him to his peek as quickly or as slowly as he wanted. And right now, Craig just wanted the taste of Phil. Wanting it to coat his mouth and throat. He wanted it to take over his soul.
“Grah!” Phil shouted as Craig got his wish. Come clipping the back of his throat and sliding down, settling in his belly.
That chuckle sounded, the one Phil had been giving him as he collapsed into a heap of post-orgasm glory. Craig had grown to love that sound. It was happiness and love and surprise and….and just Phil and he hoped it meant good things for them. He hoped it stayed long after the joke had played out.
“Well,” Phil smiled as he pulled his pants back up. Looking behind—above?—as he done up the buttons. “We’re here.”
“Really?” he looked, excited. And saw a house. “Ah?”
“It’s a house.”
“Really, is that what its called.”
“Well, no it’s a hut or granny flat, maybe, if we stretch the idea, a cabin. But this is ours.”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “You can’t live in that house all the time. You’ll end up killing someone.”
Craig narrowed his eyes. “No I won’t.”
Phil brow went high.
“Okay, so maybe seriously hurt.”
Phil laughed. He really liked when Phil laughed. “Happy birthday.”
“Okay, so we’re a little late,” Phil blushed. “It’s all yours.” He held up a key on a chin which was a bright yellow wrapped present.
“Ours.” he wrapped his fingers around the back of Phil’s neck instead of the key and pulled the man in for a kiss. This was something so sweet and nice and for just him. He thought for a moment his eyes might start to leak but instead the emotions poured out of him through the kiss and into Phil because when they came apart he had to wipe at his mates cheeks to brush away the moisture.

 (Moonlit Wolves #3)
Published 15th of March 2014 with Extasy Books
19,296 words ǀ heat 5
Paranormal Erotic Romance

Craig couldn’t predict setting a werewolf free would lead to this much trouble.

A months after the kidnapping of his best friend’s mate, Phil can’t stop thinking about the Hunter that set Phil free. He can’t get the smell out of his nose, and it’s driving him nuts.
Craig’s only ever known one thing: hunting werewolves. He was born into it, raised to do nothing but kill the beastsso why the hell did he set one free? Worse, why can’t he stop thinking about it?
When Phil and Craig meet up again, they start events that will slowly entangle all of them in the war that’s about to unfoldas long as they manage to survive the first wave.


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Seductive Walk ©2016 by Bronwyn Heeley

TAKING A STAND by Bronwyn Heeley
A Paranormal Erotic BDSM Romance, release date 21st of June 2016


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  2. Haha. Thanks for this next bit.<3
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  3. Sounds really good. Thank you for the chance!

  4. That was so cute great birthday idea.