Audio Free Read: Dichotomies, a Blood and Fire Short

 I've been wanting to go back and record some of my earlier short stories, and Dichotomies has been itching for my attention. With a new Blood and Fire novel on the way to e-book shelves, I thought it would be a great time to revisit my supernatural demons and their wicked ways.

Friday Free Read: Join the Party

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Conditions of Anonymity (Pt 3)

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Conditions of Anonymity (Pt 2)

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There was a man stationed just inside the entryway to the ballroom where the guests were gathered.  He wore a mask, but it was a flat, uninteresting gray, and he was garbed in a red suit that seemed to indicate he was staff, not guest.  He greeted me with a nod and extended a hand for mine—I let him take it, and we glided into the room, he leading me through a warm crowd of party-goers.  They were all in masks all the same style and design, but in a myriad of colors.  I saw silver, green, royal blue, all glittering and sparkling in the dim golden light shed from the chandeliers overhead.  My mask was the only one with detail and accessory, and the same went for my outfit: all of the men wore simple, rich red fraternal robes, like monks.

Conditions of Anonymity (Pt 1)

The latest Hump Day Request story deals with more masquerade fun, hidden identities, and secrets revealed.  Enjoy this brand-new story, my lovelies!

The address on the little slip of paper in my hand belonged to an austere, officious sprawl of a manor on the Gold Coast, a big, dark building of cool stone and creeping ivy.  I took a long moment to appreciate it as I stepped out of the gleaming black limousine that had come out to my humble apartment to fetch me: perhaps I should have known, given the invitation I’d received to tonight’s event and the detailed instructions contained within.  This wasn’t going to be just any old party.

Of course, no party is any old part if I’m invited.

Heart of a Stray (Pt 2)

(Part One: When we last left our lovers...)

He peered mischievously at the other two through half-open green eyes.  Anoki raised an eyebrow, then his face broke into an equally smug little grin.

“Rinse off, Nya,” Achak commanded, all chiding gone, leaning close to nuzzle her behind the ear.  “Then we’ll see what we can do for the birthday boy.”

Nya smiled, too, first at Anoki and then winningly at Achak.  She’d been feeling very tired, exhausted in the aftermath of fear and running from the angry werewolves.  Now, though, home with her boys, she felt safe again, and relaxed.  The thought of making love, as always, renewed her spirit.

Heart of a Stray (Pt 1)

Commentary

Nya was a long-limbed, athletic creature, sleek and agile, even more so than most of her kind.  She didn’t have the brawny upper body strength of some wolves or the tightly-coiled, whipcord ferocity, a vicious asset in close-quartered fighting… but she could run.  Like a rabbit, she could run, swift and nimble, skilled in sprinting and amazingly light on her feet.

Of course, wolves caught rabbits all the time.  And what they did to the rabbits they caught was not something Nya liked to think about.

Join The Party (Pt 3)

I pulled the boy I was masturbating closer, to let him have his turn at my mouth.  He gave me the reigns, not grabbing my head to thrust but gently twining his fingers in my hair and letting me work my lips around him, taking my time sucking and savoring him.  I let him out of my mouth and inclined my head a little farther to lick at his testicles, laving them up and down with the tip of my tongue while he started jacking off again.  The new boy in my pussy pumped me hard, sliding smoothly in and out and slapping my ass as he thrust; I could feel the wetness of my own orgasms and the come from the first boy slick on my inner thighs, messy and oh, so good.  My cunt was still quivering and filled with a pleasant after-buzz of coming twice already, and every pump of my new partner was like little tingling shocks.  I wriggled my hips against him, playing a little hard-to-get and making him grab me harder, fucking deeper and with savage dominance.  I took the boy in front of me into my mouth and worked him in rhythm with the boy working my cunt, wanting to gobble down his come at the same time the boy behind me fucked me to another peak.  The one in my mouth came very quickly, shooting his load down my throat as I swallowed thirstily—he moved out of the way to admit the boy who had first fucked my pussy. 

Tracks in the Snow Alternate Background

Played around a bit with the background to see what it would do for me.  I think I like this better.

Tracks In The Snow (Final)

Final Copy.

Giving credit where credit is due, here is the original photo I used as reference.

Tracks In The Snow - Shaded

Shading and highlighting mostly done, unless I see room for a little clean-up later on -- I might want to change the skin tone a bit on the guy licking her tummy and see what that gets me -- but other than that, all I need now is a background.  Although I feel like I also need to bring out the fact that these males are werewolves a little more...........


The story this picture is based on went to Breathless Press last night for consideration to be included in their "Ravaged" shifter anthology.  Cross your fingers for me.

Tracks In The Snow - Prelim Colors

 

Just preliminary coloring, hence the sloppy outside-the-lines bits.  This is going faster than my usual art... I think I'm getting more used to the tablet and Photoshop.

Illustration - Tracks In The Snow

I wrote a short story this week with intentions of submitting it to Breathless Press for their "Ravished' anthology, featuring shifters.  Since the story is slated for submittal I won't be posting it to the blog right now, but I will give you this tittilating "preview":

Still in its preliminary pencils stage; I'll continue to post as it develops.


This photo, originally posted by TheGucciSlut, served as photoref.