Love Out Of Lust Series

Thursday, March 12, 2015

New Release - Slave by Angelica Dawson:


Will has no interest in women. He thinks them all animals to be trained, beaten. It doesn't take him long to discover his preference for men, but time and error reveal how wrong view toward women is. Before long, he is able to separate the way he treats women, which is still horrific, from the way he regards women, as fellow human beings. 

How does a slave become an equal? What does it take for a young man to see women in a new light? 
In the fourth installment of her Blue Moon House series, Angelica introduces Will, a slave boy from the early nineteenth century. You can purchase Slave on Amazon, Smashwords, and Naughty Nights Press.

About Angelica Dawson

Angelica Dawson is the author of Blue Moon House, which has been in the top ten best-selling titles at Naughty Nights Press for over six months. She has also written two short stories, “The Highest Bidder” and “Leave Taking” which were each included in anthologies.

She contributes flash fiction to several blogging collectives and excerpts from work in progress can also be found on her blog. She is active on Facebook  and Twitter.

She has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards – mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires.


Excerpt from Slave:


Will turned to Bart, not entirely sure how to do what he had planned. He took hold of Bart’s hips and tilted his own until he was pointed at the puckered hole. He pushed forward...and nothing happened. It felt like he was trying to press himself into a short length, like he was bending. Will grunted at the discomfort.

Bart groaned and everything changed. Instead of pressed, Will was being drawn in, as though Bart’s hole were pulling him. He slid so easily.

He was being pressed again, but now it was around, as though the hole weren’t made for his thickness. The sounds Bart made assured him it wasn’t painful.

“Yes, Will,” Martha said, breathless. “Fuck him. You look amazing like that.”

Will didn’t turn his head to look at the woman, but he obeyed. He pulled back through the smooth, tight tunnel only to push forward again.

He sank deeper this time and the sensations around him changed subtly. He’d passed some point inside Bart.

“Yes, fuck, so good.” Bart’s hips began to rock and twist. “You’ve got me hard again.”

Will reached around to find that was the case. He stroked Bart in time with his thrusts.

Martha let out a string of raspy curses Will barely noticed in his euphoria. He thought he worshiped the cock, but this, the sensation, it was so much more.

His balls tightened and he knew the moment had come. This would be the most satisfying ejaculation of his life.

“So beautiful,” Martha murmured, her fingers touching Will’s face.

He opened his eyes and mouth, releasing a feral growl as his climax hit.

“God damn me,” Bart cursed, writhing. “So big.”

Martha turned Will’s head, tipping her face up for a kiss. Reflex took over and Will pushed her away. Sliding out of Bart in a squishy mess, he spun the other man around and put his lips on Bart’s. His fingers wrapped in the man’s short black curls, tugging and holding him in place. He forced his tongue between Bart’s lips, desperate for the contact.


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