Our Sexy Man
Welcome to the 98th week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week’s theme is Our Sexy Man and need we say more. This is all about the sexy men in our books. The young ones, the old ones, the middle aged ones, the ones who turn us on like no other. It’s all about the sexy, hot romance they bring to the pages of the books we read and the books we write.
Diablo Rivera runs the C & L Ranch, passed down through his family for centuries; the Rivera’s settled along the coast of Virginia to breed horses for the king of Spain. Diablo loves the ranch, his horses and the men he works with. He also has certain proclivities which the C & L Ranch caters to. Diablo is a Dominant. Diablo is also a vampire, one hundred and fifty years old and desperately desires a mate and permanent sub.
Kristoph Karlisle is a recent graduate from University of Pennsylvania Veterinary School and wants to work in the south preferably on a ranch, in the warmth. As a coquí shifter, the heat of the south better suits his needs. Upon graduating, Kristoph discovers the advertisement for Vet Needed at a Virginia ranch. Specializing in shifter medicine, Kristoph jumps at the chance to leave the winters of PA and head to a shifter-run ranch.
From the moment Diablo spoke to Kristoph over the phone he sensed something about the young man. A niggling in the back of his mind had him offering a trial run on the ranch. After searching for many years, Diablo believes he’s met his mate, albeit over the phone, but soon he’d meet the man in person and know for sure.
Diablo’s concern~ not the fact that they are a shifter-run ranch. Shifters exist, govern themselves and have cooperation with the governments of the world. What concerns Diablo is his lifestyle, a Dom in the world of BDSM and a ranch that takes hog tying to a new level. He can only hope his mate is as open-minded as the residents of the C & L Ranch.
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Kristoph pressed his ass down into the strong hands held by the arms which whisked him away from the kitchen and towards the bedroom—the one with the California sleigh?
The tall beautiful vampire was his mate and Kristoph’s desire to mate with the man flowed strong in his blood stream. If he had been in his shifter form his coquí would have sung his mating-song, ko-keee.
Diablo never relinquished his lips as they stormed the staircase. Finally coming to a halt, Kristoph eased off Diablo’s mouth, breathing hard, he couldn’t believe the vampire hadn’t even broken a sweat. Kristoph may not be the largest guy but at one fifty, he was no light weight.
He reached for his kiss-swollen lips, touching them and smiled at Diablo.
“This is it, huh?” Not the time to get all shy.
“If you’re sure? Then yes, I want to fuck you through the mattress and mate you.” Kristoph nodded to assuage the hesitation in Diablo’s voice.
Apparently that was all the motivation Diablo needed if the double bounce on the bed when he was tossed was any indication to the vampire’s delight.
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