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by Adrianna Dane
Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/Fantasy
Description: Having been passionate lovers before a laboratory explosion changed their lives, Paz Jones and Nikki Lozakis finally meet again under very different circumstances. Both men are changed, one now known to the world as Silverhawk, who believes in justice and uses his new powers to help the world, and the other a mutant going by the name of Steele, a rogue with superhuman abilities, intent on destroying the mad scientist who made him what he is. Two men with scarred souls and the superior potential to guard humanity. But can they save themselves and re-ignite the love they once shared even though they are no longer the men they once were? Can they find a way to come to terms with what they have become, and what they have lost? And then, of course, there's one other thing to consider before they can begin to forge a new relationship--and his name is Douglas Ashe... [Genres: Gay / Fantasy / Superheroes / BDSM (Light) / Menage (M/M/M) / Group / Exhibitionism / Public Places]
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: June 2008
17 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [78 KB]
Reading time: 47-65 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"...a unique approach to a superhero tale. Instead of focusing solely on their superhuman abilities, it instead explores their grasp on humanity. There is an interesting contrast between Silverhawk who, with the help of Douglas, has been able to persevere while Steele is intent on revenge for what he thinks is lost forever...The wonderful flashback scenes reveal the intensity of the love between Paz and Nikki and reinforce the utter devastation that resulted when their lives were forever changed. The character of Douglas is a particular favorite, and I loved the part he played in this enjoyable story."--Emily, Rainbow Reviews
"What next?" Nikki asked breathlessly.
Paz moved down the table with the last length of rope. He set it next to Nikki's hips and then walked back to the sink. Nikki watched as he wet a washcloth and then returned to Nikki.
The cloth was warm and wet against Nikki's skin and he leaned back and closed his eyes, the stroking of the warm, moist cloth pulled at his scrotum, and Paz's soft, seductive voice lulled him.
"That's it, sweetie, show me your jewels, don't hide that sweet package. Yes, that's it." His fingers stroked between Nikki's testicles and Nikki thrust his hips, wanting to feel Nikki's hands stroking up and down his throbbing cock, needing to be touched.
And then his eyelids flashed up as he felt the weight of the rope binding his balls, wrapping around and between, and then circling the base of his cock again and again. The need to explode rode him fast and hard, but it wasn't going to happen. He lifted his head just in time to see Paz tie off the rope and step away from the table, apparently admiring his handiwork.
"Jesus, Paz, what are you doing to me? I feel like a trussed up turkey."
"But you look so much more delectable than a simple turkey. Every good chef knows the binding has to be firm enough to serve a very specific purpose in controlling the succulent meat. But not so tight that all the savory juices are squeezed out before you're ready. You're my man, my main course, and I'm going to season you to perfection, honey."
It had been excruciating and delicious. Nikki's passion and need had known no bounds that night. As Paz had poured the melted butter over his body, as he'd crushed dark chocolate and drizzled the warmed, liquid confection over his body, he'd begged like he'd never done before. His cock had grown fat and red, his testicles bulged and he'd squirmed and screamed when Paz had coated the distended globes with sweet honey, panting and soaring, yet bound to the table, lust driving him into a frenzied sea of desire.
The man was a demented chef worthy of Willie Wonka, taking as much time as he needed to create the perfect erotic man-delicacy in Nikki for his delectation, driving Nikki to the brink of sanity. Drenching him in a maelstrom of sexual need, knowing he'd do whatever Paz wanted in order to obtain relief.