Greetings readers
We ran a contest for 10 days giving away several prizes for Xmas
My winners are Debra and Wendy. Congrats to these ladies!
They receive swag, ebooks, and Debra gets a copy of Magic Mike!
Thanks to all who entered!
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10 Days of Xmas Day Eight - Michael Mandrake
Day Eight
Wow, this contest has gone fast!
Okay, here is the question:
Name the place Kajika and Frankie visit for their vacation in the book I Like Em Pretty
It's a toughie.
If you read it, you know it.
The right answer gets a gift from N'awlins Exotica and a copy of Magic Mike, Kajika's fave movie!
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Here's a sneak peak at I Love it Rough
Frankie Choteau changed the bed sheets
from the crimson red to the black satin, ready for his man to come home.
Because of his partner Kenina Porter’s absence, he’d been working seventy-five
to eighty hours a week, attempting to get leads on various cases including the Laboy
Family murders and the kidnapping and subsequent killing of his best friend’s
little girl with very little leads. But now with Kenina back in the fold,
Frankie was finally able to get a night off to spend some time with his
boyfriend Kajika Fortier before he got back to the grind late tomorrow night.
As much as he loved being homicide detective, he loved Kajika a lot more.
To prepare for this special evening,
Frankie made sure he’d scrubbed the house top to bottom, leaving trails of rose
petals from the bedroom to the master bath for them to enjoy together once he
returned. He’d lit scented candles in around the house and set the station on
his sound system to old R&B music they both loved to listen to. And since
Kajika wouldn’t be off until after midnight, Frankie didn’t fix an elaborate
dinner, knowing Kajika would only want something small to nibble on. So he
prepared a tray of fruits, vegetables, along with slices of turkey and cheese
to feed him. The more elaborate meal would be tomorrow right before he went
into work for them to enjoy their first full night at home in weeks. Yeah,
Frankie had been waiting patiently for this little time off to occur especially
since he hadn’t had any in almost a month and a half.
Kajika worried about this too, citing
how many nights they missed one another due to their hectic schedules but
Frankie reminded him, it was all part of being the boyfriend of a cop. Of
course, if Frankie had his way, he’d be off every other night to spend time
with his man but in a crime hotbed like New Orleans, the authorities didn’t
have that luxury. Just about every precinct was in the same boat being
overloaded with mostly homicide and narcotics cases. The workload didn’t slow
down for anyone, especially not precinct nineteen.
“Baby, I can’t wait to show you…”
Frankie sung to the tune while he fluffed the new throw pillows. He’d become
more of a neat freak with Kajika around, seemingly just as concerned with the
details and décor as he was. He’d never cared if anything was fluffed or
spotless after momma died. If she were still alive she’d be proud of how much
Kajika had changed him.
“Babe? Frankie?” Kajika’s voice snapped
him out of his haze and he rushed to the living room to greet his man. The
moment Frankie met the brown gaze of his husband to be, his breath caught in
his chest. He sure loved to look at the beautiful man Kajika Fortier had always
been.
“Hey sugah.” Frankie grabbed his arms
and brought him in for a passionate kiss on the lips. Just that sent a stir to
his groin he knew he’d need to take care of immediately. “How was work?”
Kajika reciprocated the embrace. “Long.”
He dropped his bag and kicked it over in front of the closet. “I danced for
almost forty minutes. Lana didn’t show up at the club tonight. I tried calling
her but she didn’t pick up. I really wanted to stop by but, not without
someone. I recall you telling me about the rash of assaults in her
neighborhood.”
Frankie nodded and massaged his man’s
shoulders. “I’m glad you didn’t go by there alone, babe. Perhaps we’ll go check
on her tomorrow after our early
dinner? Perhaps she was sick or something or her phone ran out of juice.”
Kajika agreed and wrapped his arms
around Frankie’s waist. “I suppose.” Kajika’s worried expression instantly
transformed to a smile. “So my man, what did you do all day besides call and
get me in trouble with everyone?”
“Who me?” Frankie pointed to himself and
his eyes widened in surprise. “Nah, them girls just jealous, that’s all,
especially Naomi. I don’t know what’s taking Orrin so long to ask her out on a
formal date.”
“Me neither.” Kajika clicked his teeth
and leaned forward, taking a small bit of Frankie’s bottom lip in between his
own. “I mean, they looked like they’d hit it off real well when we all got
together at the club weeks ago. She said they talk on the phone almost every
weekend but Orrin gets so busy at the station…”
Frankie groaned and reached around his
lover’s body, clenching his buttocks tightly between his fingers. Surges of
energy instantly shot to his groin and his nipples in response to Kajika’s affections.
“Yeah well, I know all about that. Still, he’s had a chance or two to just grab
a bite with her or even a drink. Perhaps now that Kenie’s back he can try
asking her out, then.”
“Hopefully so. My girl needs some dick
so she’ll stop snapping on me.” Kajika laughed, moving forward into Frankie’s
touches. He traced the lines of his face as well as his newly trimmed mustache
and beard. “Well, enough about them. What’s on the agenda for our first night
alone in a while, hmm? I’m not real hungry…for food, anyway. We had a quickie
in the shower this morning−”
“Which ain’t enough, lover.” Frankie
gripped Kajika’s ass and lifted him from the floor, licking his lips like a
tasty treat. He flashed a wicked grin. “I’m ready to go all night if we have
to, sweetheart. I been resting up for you all damn day.”
Kajika chuckled like a hyena and shifted,
wrapping his legs around Frankie’s waist. “Then show me, babe. I’m not too
tired to get it on into the wee hours, Frankie.” Kajika caressed Frankie’s lips
with his fingertips, pushing one into his mouth.
Frankie hungrily accepted, taking
Kajika’s entire finger in, sucking it to the knuckle. “With pleasure…”
Before Frankie could finish his
sentence, his phone buzzed in his pocket, disturbing him from further thought.
Frankie grimaced but continued to hold
onto Kajika. “Damn! I knew I should’ve switched this fucking thing off!”
“Ugh!” Kajika forced himself out of
Frankie’s grip and frowned, petulantly crossing his arms over his chest.
“Should I go to the bedroom and wait for you or expect to be eating a late
night snack alone watching I Love Lucy
re-runs.”
Frankie glanced at the screen and held
his finger up to say wait.
Of course the station was calling to
interrupt his special moment. “Hello?”
“Frankie, Kenie here. I need you in here
now, man. Orrin and Vance are on another case and I need backup. There’s been a
murder near Louis Three again.”
Frankie cursed silently and shook his
head.
“Ergh!” Kajika stomped out the room, not
bothering to look back.
“Seriously? Goddamnit, I…” Frankie ran
his hand over his head, thinking of an excuse not to go in. “Damn Kenie, I was
trying to enjoy my night off and low and behold we gotta case on your first
night back.”
Frankie could hear her grin through the
phone. “Yeah, just your dumb luck, huh beloved. C’mon, boy, don’t make me come
and get you, right? I’m sorry I might be spoiling the evening with your pretty
boy lovah but−”
Frankie rolled his eyes and sighed,
knowing his man would be very upset. “No you’re really not, but whatever. What’s the address?”
“Thirty Seven Seventeen Orleans is the
address… we’ll−”
Frankie’s eyes bulged and his heart
stopped.
Could
it be? Oh hell!
“Kenie, you said a
murder at that address?”
Kenina cleared her throat. “Yes sir, can
we…”
“I’ll see you in about twenty.”
Frankie’s heart sped up, not knowing what the heck to say to his man who was
already upset about their plans being interrupted. Just how the hell would he
say that his fellow dancer might be a victim of murder?
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Friday, December 20, 2013
Thursday, December 19, 2013
10 Days of Xmas Day Five - Michael Mandrake
Morning
So Day Five is mine
The winner will receive an ebook from our backlist and swag from N'awlins Exotica
The question is: Two characters of mine share the same profession. Name that profession and the characters.
That's a toughie and no multiple choice for you. I'll give you a hint. One of the twins from Mon Frere is one of them, but what does he do?
Good luck on that one!
Ryland and Ryder Durand’s loving relationship is in danger of being severed.
Ryland, the mild mannered twin, has feelings for a human by the name of Dale Mooney, an unemployed singer who needs to start making money to support his terminally ill mother. Though Ryder is upset about Ryland’s thoughts to have a third, he plays along in hopes the human won’t want to be involved with the two vamps, leaving them alone as he wants.
However, Ryland’s fierce desire for Wade stands in the way of Ryder’s plan, driving both into fits of rage that ends up in drag out fights. Not to mention, another vampire lurks in the shadows to catch them off guard and kill them for his own revenge. These issues threaten to drive the twins apart and break the commitment they’ve consummated in such a short period of time. Can their love survive the tension of another lover and a demon stalking them?
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
10 Days of Xmas - Day Three Michael Mandrake
Greetings
My turn to join the party
And my question is, name my characters from my first book!
A: Brandon and Larry
B: Brendan and Luscious
C: Brandon and London
D: Brad and David
Winner gets an ebook from my backlist and a gift from N'awlins Exotica
Blurb: New Orleans is supposed to be the big easy. One night changes everything for Frankie Choteau.
New Orleans. A city rich in tradition, diversity, and on the comeback trail from hurricane Katrina. Francois “Frankie” Choteau, a resident of this town, a cop with a hot temper and low tolerance for bs. Kajika Fortier, a transplant from Oklahoma came here looking for a dream and unfortunately it’s turned into a nightmare. On a hot summer night, they meet and cross paths during a very difficult situation. Despite this, the attraction between them is evident and loneliness for both men is a fate worse than death. They’d both like a chance at happiness but will the circumstances and Frankie’s uneasiness prevent their happy ever after?
Here's a sexy scene for you. I loved writing it!
Bass line started, the
white light shone over a tall muscular figure dressed all in black, with a
fedora and overcoat. The music cued and Frankie recognized the tune
immediately.
“I Get So Lonely, by Janet Jackson. Wow, Kajika!” His eyes affixed
to the platform, he stared at the man walking slowly to the front. The crowd
still yelling and whooping at the sight of this gorgeous individual.
With the first part of the
song, Kajika slid from the left to the right, moving along with the rhythm. His
body tensed up to perform the moves. Kajika waved his arms and puffed out his
chest.
I
remember that dance back in the day.
Kajika removed his hat,
revealing his gorgeous, slanty eyes, and the audience lost it. Immediately,
women and men lined up on the sides, money in hand, ready to give it to him
once he stripped off the layers. That included all the older women at the table;
one of them, with a walker, scooted quickly to take her place.
A stunned Frankie
looked on, mesmerized by Kajika and his expert moves. His timing and rhythm
perfect with Janet. He looked as if he were in the video along with her. A hush
filled the room, everyone in the same haze as Frankie while they stared at him,
seemingly waiting for the first piece of clothing to fly off. In a matter of seconds,
he gave them what they wanted, throwing the hat and coat, revealing the
beautiful face and black hair in a long ponytail.
That
body!
“Ahhh! Oh my God,
Kajika! I wanna have your babies!” A woman screamed from the center stage,
holding a fifty in her hand, waving it in his direction.
Kajika stalked her like
she was his prey and danced his way down to accept the gift. He rolled his hips
and pressed his body against hers, nuzzling her neck, and smiling the whole
time.
She gave him the bill gladly
and stayed there, frozen, while he continued his routine. He held up one finger
and when the song chorus hit again, he tore his pants off, tossing them to her
as a souvenir.
At first sight of those
tanned legs the crowd yelled again, calling out to him. Frankie’s breaths
quickened and his dick jutted against his own trousers. He’d seen the upper
half of that body nude and now, except for the underwear, he was seeing more.
“Whoa!” Frankie
couldn’t believe his eyes. He finished his beverage. The bitter taste did
nothing to curb his thirst, it only coated it. He knew the only thing to quench
it completely lay in front of him. “Kajika, ooh…” Frankie shook his head,
amazed at how well the man could dance.
Where
did he learn to do all this?
How does a small town
Oklahoma boy learn to do all these moves? He didn’t mention dance school or any
formal training and yet he performed as if he should be on one of the dance
shows on TV.
Expecting more, the
lady stayed in the front and Kajika rolled his body down to her level again,
bending backwards for her to rub it. She did and it instantly made Frankie very
jealous but he knew Kajika had to satisfy this woman since she tipped him well.
To add insult to Frankie’s injury, Kajika’s brown eyes met her gaze and his
lips collapsed on top of hers while he held her head close to his own.
Fuckin
hot!
The crowd went nuts
looking on, most likely wishing they were in this woman’s place right now.
“Ooh God, take me with
you!” The woman bellowed and held onto him, not allowing Kajika to move.
He kissed her again and
pulled away quickly. Kajika somersaulted backward and landed on the floor, once
the midpoint of the song ended. While still there, Kajika pressed his body
against it and did pushups, showing his strength and stamina. He arched his
body again and looked up at the ceiling, rolled his neck around, and jumped up
once more. This time he tore off his shirt and tie, allowing the light brown
chest with perky nipples and outtie navel to make an appearance. Again, the
crowd roared while Janet wailed in the background. Now, only covered with the G-string,
Kajika cartwheeled before sliding on his knees to the front of the stage,
allowing the women and men to touch all over him, throwing money, pushing cash
between the strings.
In a daze, Frankie
looked on, not knowing what had hit him. Lust filled his mind. His engorged
cock ready to spring free he continued to keep his eyes on Kajika and his
adoring fans. He wished he could rescue him from the mauling, but he looked to
be handling it quite well on his own. “Damn, baby.” Frankie marveled at the
moves some more and when Kajika released the hair from the rubber band, his
heart thumped in his chest.
“You go, Kaj!” Naomi
yelled out next to him, clapping loudly.
Kajika only nodded in
her direction and spun on his toes at the end of the song. Bills all around
him, he did one more move then strolled toward the edge of the stage, gazing
out at the crowd with hungry eyes. More music started, this time another song
with JJ’s voice that Frankie loved. Finally, he recalled they talked about
their favorite music and how both agreed that Janet would be the only woman
they’d want to sleep with.
You
did it for me? This made Frankie feel special. Now he
wanted to show his appreciation in a different manner. “Gonna make your body
wet…” Frankie sang along and snapped his fingers to the beat. Kajika’s eyes met
Frankie’s and, at that moment, Frankie wanted to grab him off the platform and
fuck his brains out.
Instead, he watched him
come off the stage and toss his shoes to the side. With the music still going,
he slinked up to Frankie, taking a place on his lap. Kajika raked his own hair
with his hands and shook it out until it cascaded over his broad shoulders. He
traced the outlines of Frankie’s face with his fingertips.
“Ooh…shii…” Frankie
froze, not able to move a muscle with Kajika this close in proximity to him.
Mouth dry like the Sahara, he moistened his lips and eyed the pretty man while
he gyrated on him and wrapped his arms around Frankie’s shoulders.
“I want you so bad,
Frankie,” he hissed and traced his ear with his tongue.
Fuck.
Just the voice, coupled
with his movements, caused Frankie to spurt in his pants. He closed his eyes,
envisioning them in bed together, enjoying each other. It was sex without even
removing his clothes while Kajika was almost naked in his arms. And although
the club was filled to the brim, loud people chanting his name, Frankie could
only see Kajika on his lap, feel the hard and muscled body under his fingers.
Seemingly everyone disappeared for that minute and he grasped Kajika’s
buttocks, pressing him down onto his crotch.
Passion brewing between
them they were in the midst of a heated exchange. Kajika softly kissed his
lips, their tongues tangled in a hot embrace.
“I want you too!”
Frankie forgot all about what was occurring around them, including the older
women behind them yelling and clapping loudly. He reciprocated the kiss, then again,
they explored each other’s mouths with reckless abandon until both stopped abruptly,
and looked at each other, starry-eyed.
“Be right back,” Kajika
whispered and pressed his lips onto Frankie’s once more before hopping off and
jumping back on stage. With the music ending, he dropped to the floor and
rolled once again, to give the people a chance to maul him.
All Frankie could do
was stand there and watch. “Good God, Kajika. You are−”
Despite his dick’s
response to Kajika, Frankie remained hard as a rock. His own nipples pebbled
under his silk shirt and the adrenaline raced through him like an electric
current.
Damn,
baby.
Kajika Fortier was
indeed the star of this place. If the crowd reaction didn’t prove that, nothing
would.
Still gawking, Frankie
clapped along with the other audience members showing their appreciation for
Kajika’s performance. He wondered how on earth anyone would be able to top what
just went on there at N’awlin’s Entertainment over the last ten or so minutes.
If there were someone
to come behind Kajika, they wouldn’t be able to best that. This Frankie was
sure of. And now, he wished to have this pretty man all to himself, to ravage
the rest of the evening.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
10 Days Until Xmas - CONTEST
Greetings readers.
Yes I know, the traditional song is 12 but I'm having 10 days of giveaways along with sister muses Rawiya and BLMorticia
This is really for them since they both have holiday releases out while I finish I Love It Rough.
What's it about you say?
Well, 10 days where we select a winner and send out a special Xmas gift to a lucky winner via snail or web.
How do you enter?
Simply by answering the questions on the appropriate blog.
Either mine, BL's or Rawiya's.
The giveaways start on Dec 15th so make sure you tune in!
Check out the updates on the FB page as well as our blogs.
Have fun and Good Luck!
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