Sunday, 12 April 2015

Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog, this week I'm sharing a smooch from my hot new release Dark Warrior.

A now-familiar bubble of excitement popped in Leo’s stomach as he marched forward, on and on. He couldn’t wait to reach the canyon and do all of the things he’d been dreaming about doing with Malik. He’d had a restless night that had resulted in him masturbating in the shower that morning after he’d douched. But now, walking along with his mind buzzing and full of hot and sexy images, his cock kept stiffening then thankfully deflating.
Leo glanced over his shoulder. The village had been out of view for a few hours now. He could see nothing but hot scrubland, thirsty trees and a constant shimmering haze that grew upward from the ground. They’d spotted giraffe in the distance some time ago—tall and majestic and lolloping along in a small herd. But other than a few birds of prey circling in the distance and several small reptiles, lizards, skittering out of their way, the plains were quiet and still.
“Malik,” he said, wrapping his hand around Malik’s upper arm. A sudden urge had come over Leo and he could do nothing to stop himself.
Malik stopped, turned and looked at him.
Leo smiled, stepped up close and cupped Malik’s face in his hands. He brought their heads close and touched their chests together.
Malik stared at him, his eyes bright and his nostrils flaring a little. There was the same excitement in his expression as Leo knew must be in his.
“Thank you. For doing this,” Leo whispered. He pressed his lips to Malik’s beautiful, soft, luxurious mouth and slid his tongue forward.
Malik let out a small whimper and leaned into Leo and the kiss.
Leo slanted his head and deepened the entry of his tongue. He’d been wanting to do this for days and now, with no one around, he could. Finally.
Their tongues twisted as they fed off each other’s flavor. Malik tasted of sweet spring water and Leo couldn’t get enough. He slid his hands down Malik’s back, squeezed his buttocks and dragged him closer.
“Leo,” Malik murmured.
“Feel how much I want you.” Leo ground his dick against Malik’s.
“Yes, yes...” Malik dropped his spear and grabbed Leo’s arse, too.
As the kiss got wilder, heavier, Leo rubbed their erections together. The friction of clothing added to his excitement. His balls throbbed and his arsehole clenched. He could come just from rutting like this. He was sure he could, but what about more...?
Could they? Here? In the middle of the plains, just fuck like wild animals? The way the lions did, and the hyenas and the rhino? Yes, sure they could. There was no one and nothing around for miles.
“I want you,” Leo said into Malik’s mouth. “I can’t wait. It’s driving me crazy.” He wanted to just drop to his knees, bend over for big black cock and take it in a primal, carnal way. He wanted to howl like a hyena and let all his instincts and feral desires eat him up.
“Yes. Fuck, yes.” Malik reached forward, popped the button on Leo’s shorts and shoved his hand down the waistband. He gripped his cock tight, really tight, then stroked his fist from the root up to the tip in a rough, urgent movement.
“Ahh...ah...” Leo gasped, knowing his slit would be silky with pre-cum. “Yes, your hand on me... It’s so... Fuck...”
Malik kissed from his mouth to his ear, then nipped his lobe as he slid his thumb over Leo’s glans. “I love that you want me so much,” he whispered to Leo. “It turns me on.”
“I want you more than I can bear. I want you now.”
“Shit.” Suddenly Malik released Leo and stepped away. He stooped and picked up his spear and stared over Leo’s shoulder. “We should go.”
Leo spun around.
His breath caught in his throat. A herd of zebra were heading toward them. Stampeding. A massive cloud of dust plumed in their wake. Now that Leo had seen the charging animals, he could also feel the ground trembling beneath his feet as their hooves pounded the earth.
“Come,” Malik said, grabbing Leo’s hand. “This way. Run.”
They broke into a sprint. Leo’s bag bobbed on his back as he pelted forward. “What are they running from?” he managed.
“Lions, most likely.” Malik glanced over his shoulder.
“Lions!” Alarm flooded Leo’s veins. This kind of thing had been one of his fears when he’d signed up for Africa—being chased by ferocious animals with nowhere to run. Leo was pleased that he could keep up with Malik and released his hand. They could move faster independently but not as fast as a lion.
“I have my gun,” he panted.
“Yes, good. But I think we will lose them. This way.” Malik changed direction.
A stack of rocks rose before them. Like sandcastles growing from the ground, cracked in the sun and casting short shadows.
They steamed ahead, running fast and making quick work of the distance. Leo tried not to imagine a huge lion racing after him then flying through the air with its claws out and its jaw stretched wide.
They reached the rocks. Malik pressed himself up against the shadows and Leo slotted in behind him. He did up his shorts that were slipping low on his hips then dropped his bag from his back.
With his hands shaking, he rummaged for the gun, pulled it out and held it facing forward. It felt alien in his hands, heavy and wrong. But he’d fire it if he had to. If it was him and Malik or a lion.
Malik was breathing hard. He held his spear, the flint tip pointing to the sky and the base in the earth. He straightened his back and set down his shoulders.
Still Leo could feel the tremor of the huge herd beneath his feet. He peered around the rock, hunched and hoping to be invisible to predators.
“See. They are moving east now,” Malik said, stepping out of the shadows. They will not come this way. They would feel trapped by the rocks.”
“Is it lions chasing them?” Leo could hardly make out what was going on in the colossal dust cloud.
“Yes, look.”

Back cover information

While some passions live on the surface, others—wilder, darker passions—have to be kept buried deep.

Dr. Leo Rotherham is following his calling by working in rural Kenya for the charity Medics On Hand. While he expected a primitive way of life and limited medical supplies, what he doesn’t bargain on is falling for handsome village warrior, Malik.

Malik is well respected, knowledgeable and loyal to his tribe. He’s also beautiful, brave, modern and, much to Leo’s dismay, married—isn’t he?

No, it turns out Malik is as free as the animals that roam the African plains at night.

Soon the tension is building between the two men and Leo isn’t sure if he’s coming or going. Whenever he’s around Malik he can’t help but notice the reflected look of lust in his eyes and feel the longing sizzling between them.

Malik stands too close, not close enough. Forbidden attraction simmers between them and the need grows to dizzying heights. But dare they admit to each other what it is they want? And are they brave enough to act on their desires and be honest about their lust? One thing is for sure, a passion this big, this powerful, can’t be contained and it’s all going to explode in the most spectacular of ways.

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