{"id":214,"date":"2024-11-01T02:00:08","date_gmt":"2024-11-01T02:00:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/?p=214"},"modified":"2024-11-18T13:07:06","modified_gmt":"2024-11-18T13:07:06","slug":"mfrwsteamhop","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/?p=214","title":{"rendered":"#MFRWSteamHop &#8211; Desire in the Skies"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"109\" src=\"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/mfrw-steam-blog.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-215\" style=\"width:609px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/mfrw-steam-blog.png 400w, https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/mfrw-steam-blog-300x82.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"618\" src=\"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/TTS-ebook-smaller.jpeg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-108\" srcset=\"https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/TTS-ebook-smaller.jpeg 400w, https:\/\/jbwarrick.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/TTS-ebook-smaller-194x300.jpeg 194w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Blurb<\/strong>:<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>One temperamental opera singer. One vampire bodyguard. Let the sparks and secrets fly.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>Anthony wouldn\u2019t let anything stand in his way.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His career as an operatic tenor was finally taking off, and he would be damned if he let some stalker keep him from his globe-hopping musical dreams. But he had made the mistake of telling his uncle about the threatening letters the creep had been leaving in his hotel room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Now he was saddled with a muscle-bound bodyguard who was seriously cramping his love life, even if the guy did have a swoony accent and the perfect number of freckles. No matter what Anthony did, he couldn\u2019t get rid of the stubborn redheaded Brit. Freddie just didn\u2019t fit in with his glamorous life of encores and galas and schmoozing. And how did the man never sleep?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>Freddie was there to do a job.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Or maybe a few. He had been content as head of security for the Hughes vampire coven in London. But now he\u2019d been sent to America to keep his coven master\u2019s nephew safe from the threat of a rival coven. He knew the rules. Anthony couldn\u2019t find out about the existence of vampires, and he certainly couldn\u2019t find out that Freddie&nbsp;<em>was<\/em>&nbsp;one. Plus, he had to manage Anthony\u2019s demanding personality, and Freddie was painfully bad with people. And he absolutely one-hundred-percent had to keep himself from hooking up with the overbearing American.<br><br>When friction erupts into steamy passion, can Freddie and Anthony forge a relationship together? Or will Freddie\u2019s secrets and the deadly vampires of the Azarian coven tear them apart?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sexy Excerpt:<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie was the head of security for a vampire coven.<strong> <\/strong>Most of his job was hiding their existence and lying to humans. But it was wrong to lie to Anthony. He wasn\u2019t sure why, but the certainty of it resounded like a bell deep within him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThere are things I can\u2019t say.\u201d He forced the words out. \u201cTo keep you safe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony\u2019s hand wrapped around his waist. Freddie had not been this close to another person, human or vamp, in decades. He lived a solitary existence. It kept him alive and sane. He preferred it. Or so he had thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI do feel safe with you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">At Anthony\u2019s words, warmth spread throughout Freddie\u2019s body, a comforting heat, as if he had just fed. He looked down to see Anthony\u2019s face buried in his arm. Anthony was so much smaller than Freddie. It stirred his need to protect. Anthony was a fragile human, but he had a fire in him that deserved to be safeguarded, to be nurtured. Add in the fact that he smelled so damn good, and Freddie was lost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony\u2019s hand ran along the side of his torso, and all thoughts of his job melted away as his cock hardened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They were at thirty-five thousand feet. Freddie had never cared to join the mile-high club, but Anthony stirred a level of desire in him he thought had faded long ago. He made Freddie feel almost human again.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie looked around. The airplane lights were turned down low and the nearby passengers were mostly asleep. A few wore headphones, listening to a podcast or watching a movie. Freddie leaned down, putting his lips against Anthony\u2019s ear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWith you against me like this,\u201d he whispered, letting his deep voice rumble in his chest, \u201cI can\u2019t help but imagine how you\u2019d look naked.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony let out a sweet, soft moan. God, playing with him was delightful. Freddie stroked the back of his neck, the motion both energizing him and grounding him.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cShh, you wouldn\u2019t want anyone to hear you. Better stay quiet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony nodded, keeping his eyes closed and moving his head to Freddie\u2019s chest. Freddie flicked his tongue against Anthony\u2019s ear, and he squirmed as Freddie tightened his grip around him.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI imagine you lying naked in front of me, your pretty cock so hard for me.\u201d&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony managed to keep from moaning this time, but his fast intake of breath sent a jolt of desire down Freddie\u2019s spine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSo hard it hurts. I\u2019m still in my suit, but you\u2019re there, totally exposed, waiting for me. When I touch you, you tremble underneath me. I squeeze your cock and it\u2019s too much to bear.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony\u2019s arms tightened around him, and Freddie growled at the sign of his need.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m so desperate to taste you. I spread you open and run my tongue along the rim of your hole.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie licked down Anthony\u2019s neck as Anthony shivered and took in tiny gulps of air. He was trying to mute his reactions, but control was slipping away from him, and it delighted Freddie. Freddie could break him if he wanted to, and god, did he want to. Nothing would be hotter than having Anthony right at the edge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI make you suck my finger to get it nice and wet.\u201d Freddie tapped his index finger against Anthony\u2019s lips, and Anthony opened up. Freddie slipped the digit inside Anthony\u2019s warm mouth. Anthony suckled him instinctually. Freddie could tell that his brain had gone offline. Only the desire to please remained.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cGood job, sweet. Then I push into your hole, first one finger, and then two. Once I\u2019ve got the third in, I\u2019ll know you\u2019re ready for me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony let out a quiet sob. Freddie licked a little circle on his neck, and Anthony\u2019s breath quickened as he did so. Anthony\u2019s skin was delicious, citrus and salt and sweat.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI unzip my zipper, fully dressed and standing over your naked body, and I take out my cock. It\u2019s hard and dripping for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony\u2019s fingers clawed at Freddie\u2019s side, full of desperate desire. Freddie chuckled. Anthony squirmed, hearing it.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou have to be quiet,\u201d Freddie whispered. \u201cWhen I enter you, you can\u2019t make a sound.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anthony nodded, his eyes still closed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI need to know you hear me, baby.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2026I\u2019ll be quiet.\u201d Anthony\u2019s voice was barely even a whisper.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDo you promise me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI promise.\u201d Anthony\u2019s breath hitched, and a tremor shook him. Freddie thrilled at the effect he was having.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie looked down at Anthony, at his angelic face and his pale, bare neck. He was perfect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhen I push into you, you\u2019ll be fuller than you ever have been in your entire life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie checked the nearby rows one last time. Nobody was looking. He let his fangs drop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was dangerous to do this here, where someone might see. And it was dangerous because the demon was straining inside Freddie, wanting more, so much more, clamoring to claim Anthony. But Freddie knew he could never hurt him.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Gently, so gently, he bit into Anthony\u2019s neck, barely puncturing the skin, not deep enough to reach a blood vessel. Anthony\u2019s whole body spasmed. Freddie clamped his hand down on Anthony\u2019s mouth, preventing his cry from escaping. Anthony trembled, and Freddie held him tight against himself.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The tremors slowed, subsiding into gentle twitches as the orgasm finished. Freddie removed his hand, stroking Anthony\u2019s face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cGod, I think I just\u2026\u201d Anthony whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie hummed affirmatively. Anthony\u2019s spent form rested against his chest and stomach. He was overwhelmed and floating in the afterglow. Freddie licked his thumb and rubbed it over the bite mark. The saliva would close up the shallow puncture wound, and in a few minutes, it would be nothing more than a fading red spot.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A single drop of blood had been left behind on Freddie\u2019s thumb. He couldn\u2019t help himself. He sucked it off his own skin.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The flavor of it exploded his senses, growing from an intense tingle on his tongue to a burst of electricity running through his whole body. His vision went white.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What was happening to him? Nothing had ever had that effect before. He\u2019d heard of such a thing once, from a vampire who\u2019d fed from his mate. Could that be what that was? Could Anthony be his?&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie squashed the conjecture. He was too old, too hidebound, too violent to have a mate. The universe would never give him such a gift.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat did you do to me?\u201d Anthony\u2019s question came out in a broken whisper, forcing Freddie back into the real world. \u201cThat was\u2026I\u2019ve never felt anything like it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Freddie couldn\u2019t speak. Instead, he stroked Anthony\u2019s hair and luxuriated in the sensation of Anthony\u2019s body pressed against him.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Eventually, Anthony fell asleep. Freddie sat there, listening to Anthony\u2019s slow, even breathing, and already second-guessing himself. Anthony didn\u2019t know he was a vampire. He was getting in too deep, and it was with the coven master\u2019s nephew. With a human. 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