I just finished the rough draft of the next installments of Bears in Bondage and OMG are these stories HOT! I don't want to give the details away, but we have voyeurism, lots of bondage/discipline play, and even some mechanical toy use, along with a lot of hot encounters between these two lovers. And it isn't all sex...the two men start realizing just how much they care for one another as well.I'll walk away from it today and get back to edits tomorrow and hopefully get it to my editor soon after that.
And hopefully (fingers crossed) have it out next week.
I was looking for muse-worthy pictures and stumbled across this one -- he so looks like the image I have of Bastian in my mind. Whew! So freaking hot.
And of course, if I add one of Bastian, I can't omit one of Cole!
Here's a little part of one of the early scenes (unedited!):
Bastian stretched his body closer to Cole’s and
groaned as he felt Cole was as hard as he was.
“Looks like it may be a great morning.”
Cole smiled wider and leaned up to plant a kiss on
Bastian’s lips. The gentle embrace soon
took a turn for the hotter, deepening thanks to Bastian’s insistence. He got no fight from Cole, who seemed eager
to let Bastian push him into more. Cole
was new to the leather and BDSM world and it was up to Bastian to train his new
submissive into the role expected of him.
But Bastian was worried he would push his lover too far if he forged
ahead too quickly. He planned to ease
Cole into his world, tempting the man with little bites of pain mixed with intense
pleasure.
Bastian leaned in closer as he kissed Cole, their
tongues warring together as Bastian readied to make his move. He jumped from the bed as quickly as possible
and had Cole over his shoulder in a heartbeat.
Cole let out a cry as he hung precariously over Bastian’s body, his head
a few feet from the floor. Bastian had
full access to Cole’s naked ass beside his mouth, so he reached over and took a
bite of his lover’s flesh.
“What’re you doing?” Cole cried out.
“We need to go to the playroom for your training to
really begin,” Bastian stated matter-of-factly.
He stalked across his bedroom and into the hall, kicking the playroom
door open with his foot. Bastian walked
to the leather bed and dropped Cole into the center before jumping on top of
him and pinning him to the bed. As he
rekindled their kiss, he felt Cole softening again after several minutes and
forgetting where they were. Bastian
leaned in to deepen the kiss further and secretly reached for the leather cuffs
at the edge of the mattress. He had one
of Cole’s wrists pinned before his lover even had a chance to realize what was
happening.
“Bastian …” Cole whispered breathily as he gazed at
his bound wrist.
Bastian smiled as he rolled to the other side of the
bed while holding Cole’s unbound wrist.
He quickly had his young lover tied to the bed, breathing hard through
his parted lips. “You were made for
bondage, Cole.”
