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Magic and the Pagan
Enter into a world of magic, lust, love and betrayal.
Magic and the Pagan
© 2007 Mychael Black and Shayne Carmichael
Evan Bartholomew lives life as a gay pagan with a deep interest in magic. Not wise choices in the small town where he resides. When he comes across a book of magic in an old bookstore, he fantasizes about the portrait of a man within its pages.
The first time Evan attempts one of the spells in the book, he finds himself in a world he never knew existed, completely clueless. A world of demons, magic, a queen who wants to kill him, a king who lusts after him, and the man of his fantasies, Aidan Loriel.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Magic and the Pagan:
A dark hunger radiated in the mage’s eyes as he stalked toward the bed. He stopped briefly at the foot of it, his gaze gliding over Evan before he sank down and crawled on his hands and knees. With only the lightest touch from the mage, Evan spread his legs. Aidan leaned down and started at Evan’s thigh, right above his knee. With every upward inch, Aidan placed another soft kiss to the inside of Evan’s leg.
Whatever remained of the nervousness evaporated and a deeper tingling radiated through Evan. He needed this. Gods, he needed this—needed this man more than he thought was safe. Every kiss, every touch Aidan made was pure, torturous pleasure, and it was all Evan could do to hold on and pray he wouldn’t combust from the inside out before they even got started.
When he reached Evan’s cock, Aidan took it in his hand and slid the tip of his tongue slowly up the shaft. Evan’s breath caught and he dug his fingers into the bed. Aidan moved back down and licked softly over Evan’s balls, sucking first one and then the other gently into his mouth, and Evan nearly died—or at least that’s what it felt like. He’d never felt anything remotely so good, and dear gods, the mage wasn’t even inside him yet. Aidan stroked his hand up and down Evan’s cock as his tongue drifted back up the shaft. Then he licked the flared head before closing his lips around it.
Evan’s hips jerked upward of their own accord, the heat of Aidan’s mouth pure bliss. When Aidan’s mouth closed around him, Evan damn near forgot to fucking breathe. He tangled his fingers in the mage’s long hair and the exquisite texture slid over his skin, much like those lips moving over his shaft.
Aidan swallowed and relaxed his throat as Evan’s cock slid in to the root. Then the mage moaned softly, creating a steady vibration Evan felt from his head to his toes. Oh, gods… Aidan’s other hand slid under Evan’s ass, squeezing it gently as one finger teased at Evan’s hole.
“Aidan.” Evan spread his legs even more, the urge to push onto that finger threatening to overwhelm him.
More…please, Aidan, more… Evan moaned and began to writhe, head tossing from side to side as Aidan’s lips moved up and down his shaft, the mage stopping long enough to suck the tip before swallowing him down again. Fire. That’s what Aidan’s mouth felt like: silken fire. Evan arched and Aidan groaned, and the whole damn world exploded behind Evan’s eyelids. He shouted Aidan’s name, tears pricking his eyes as the pleasure slammed into him with enough force to leave him breathless. Aidan swallowed, then pulled slowly off of Evan’s cock. He sucked a finger into his mouth as he spread Evan’s legs farther apart. Teasing Evan’s hole, he gently pushed his finger inside. “Push back against it.”
Evan felt positively boneless, but gods, he wanted to feel Aidan and not just a finger. He bore down, a soft moan escaping him. “Aidan…more…”
Aidan rose and added a second finger and spread them both apart. Evan gasped, eyes wide as he stared at the mage. Aidan’s gaze smoldered, and Evan’s breath left him. He rocked his hips downward and groaned. “Now, Aidan. Oh, gods, please…now.”
After a moment, Aidan withdrew his fingers and stretched his body over Evan’s. A small jar suddenly appeared near Aidan’s hand, hovering in mid air and Evan couldn’t help but think such powers would be beyond awesome. He chewed on his bottom lip as Aidan dipped his fingers in the liquid then coated himself with it. Propping himself on one hand, Aidan positioned his cock at Evan’s entrance. As he slowly pushed inside, he caught Evan’s mouth in a kiss.
Oh, sweet… Evan’s moan filled the kiss and he wrapped his arms and legs around Aidan, desperately trying to get the man closer, deeper. Aidan filled him until Evan was aware of nothing but the mage and the sensations coursing through him.
“Relax around me,” Aidan murmured against Evan’s lips. “I won’t hurt you, Evan, and I won’t move until you’re ready.” After he buried himself slowly in Evan’s body, Aidan stilled. The touch of his hand along Evan’s side sent a warm current through him, helping him to relax.
Evan drew his head back to rest on the pillow. A slow tremor ran through him as he inhaled deeply. Pain and pleasure edged at his senses with the fullness of Aidan’s cock inside him.
Aidan stroked his fingers over Evan’s cheek and smiled down at him. He cupped Evan’s face and brushed their lips together. “So warm and tight.” His tongue snaked out to lick at Evan’s lips. “Slick…hot.” More energy flowed into Evan from Aidan’s light kiss, and Aidan shifted.
Evan just wanted more. He threaded his fingers through the mage’s hair, combing through it, letting the strands fall over them as he whispered, “Fuck me until I can’t see straight, Aidan. I want to feel it all.”
Aidan groaned low and started moving his hips, his cock stroking in and out of Evan’s ass in long, easy thrusts. Keeping his weight off of Evan’s chest, he gripped Evan’s hip with the other hand, pulling Evan up with every thrust.
The slower rhythm made it easier for Evan to follow and he soon found his own demanding pace. With the friction inside him building, he stared up into Aidan’s eyes. A soft whisper escaped him almost like a prayer, “Sweet Cernunnos, I’m lost in you.”
“Aye,” Aidan murmured. With every stroke inside Evan, Aidan rotated his hips, grinding their bodies together in time to their rhythm. “Come for me. When you are ready, do not hold back.” His fingers dug into Evan’s hip as he pulled Evan up to meet his increasing thrusts, pushing deeper. Releasing his grip, Aidan wrapped his fingers around Evan’s cock and began stroking.
Evan needed release from the strengthening tension created by each motion in him and on him. The racing of his heart echoed Aidan’s as he kept his eyes tightly closed, lost in the feeling. A rising moan took over before he started to shake. It was too much. His back bowed and he cried out, lost in pleasure he’d never known before. It filled his entire being, leaving him dazed and breathless.
“Yes,” Aidan purred. Seconds later a deep growl erupted from Aidan, and he buried himself in Evan as his cock pulsed with his release. Evan’s name fell from his lips in a whispered benediction with every tremor.
Evan held on, aware of Aidan’s orgasm as it filled him. His eyes flew open to watch the play of pleasure over the mage’s face. Aidan chanted Evan’s name, and the sound burned into his mind. He relaxed slowly beneath Aidan, far too aware of the warmth blossoming somewhere deep inside him. Aidan kissed him softly and pulled out. He rolled onto his side, pulling Evan to him. “I wish…” His words trailed off as if he was unsure of what he wanted to say.
Evan burrowed against him, closing his eyes again. “Don’t talk, Aidan. It’s not necessary.” The words were muffled against the mage’s chest.
Laughing softly, Aidan kissed Evan’s hair. “Aye,” he whispered. “Sleep. And know that I’m here.”
Somewhere in his heart, Evan
understood this was only temporary, and the knowledge hurt.
A world away and centuries past, nothing in this feudal kingdom is ordinary—especially love.
On Wings of Blue
© 2008 Anne Cain
Eiji is a young traveling musician whose skill with the shamisen attracts almost as many would-be consorts as his handsome features do. But his beauty also draws the attention of a ruthless warlord who won’t be denied. Unless Eiji gives himself in every way to this man, his life will be forfeit…before he’s even known what it is to experience true love.
Then a small act of kindness to a helpless butterfly changes the course of his destiny.
A creature of magic, Hakusa begs the gods for a chance to be joined with Eiji forever, even if it means giving up everything he has ever known. But his choice to become human comes with a cruel price.
Hakusa vows to rescue Eiji from the warlord's scheme. But like delicate notes of the shamisen, his unearthly magic is slowly fading away.
Just when he needs it most.
Enjoy the following excerpt for On Wings of Blue:
Overhead, a man probably no older than Eiji’s own eighteen years perched on a tree branch. Long, flowing strands of silver hair framed his handsome face and swept past his shoulders, down his back. Delicately arched eyebrows furrowed in a look of concern as a hint of a pout tugged at the corners of his lips. He jumped down from the branch, landing silently on the ground beside Eiji.
The young man could only be one of Fujiwara’s guests for the festival, and an important one from the manner of his dress. A thin line of gold traced the hem of the young man’s jacket, which was painted with the most extraordinary pearlescent ink, a swirling, barely visible pattern decorating his robes. His hakama matched, the loose-fitting pleated trousers of indigo silk tied at his waist with a silver sash.
Pushing away from the tree trunk, Eiji gave a deep bow of respect. “Forgive me. I thought I was alone.” He moved to leave and stopped when the young man reached for his hand.
“Don’t go,” the stranger begged. “You act as if you don’t know me, Eiji.”
Why the son of some upper-class samurai or lord would know the name of an entertainer, Eiji couldn’t begin to fathom. He looked up in surprise and felt the heat spread across his cheeks as he studied the other man’s face. The man’s beauty stole Eiji’s breath, while the gentleness in his hand made Eiji long to feel that touch everywhere.
“Don’t you recognize me?” the man asked.
Eiji shook his head. “If I’d seen you before, I wouldn’t be able to forget.”
The young man caressed Eiji’s cheeks. “I’m Hakusa,” he said, smiling.
“What?” Eiji gasped, his eyes widening.
“It’s true.” The young man leaned close. “When you stopped coming to the garden, I kept waiting for you here. All that time, I prayed to the gods and begged them give me this form.”
Eiji raised both eyebrows. “I’ve gone mad,” he gulped. “Either that or you’re a demon.”
Hakusa laughed. “No, no.” He took Eiji by the wrist, his touch delicate and full of tenderness. He placed Eiji’s hand over his breast. “The heart that beats here doesn’t belong to a demon. It belongs to you.”
Eiji spread his fingers open on the silk. Beneath the cloth, the steady beat of a heart and warmth of a human body were unmistakable. The rhythm of the pulse quickened under his fingers, and a heated blush spread across Eiji’s cheeks. “It is all true then,” he breathed.
A smile dancing on those plump, playful lips, Hakusa closed his eyes. He lifted Eiji’s hand to his mouth and blew his warm breath along the first finger.
“Remember? I kissed you here.” Hakusa smiled. He pressed his silky lips to the side of Eiji’s finger.
Eiji’s heart skipped a beat at that gentle caress, a shiver of delight traveling down his arm and farther still. “I do remember.” Eiji bit down on his lower lip, his face burning. In a smaller voice, he added, “But I think I like the way this kiss feels even better.”
Eiji leaned in and touched his lips to Hakusa’s. The warmth from the other man’s body radiated through Eiji and his sweet taste, almost like honey, filled Eiji’s mouth. Drawn to this heat as it continued to spread through his body, Eiji pressed closer. Their mouths worked together in slow, rolling motions as the passion in their kiss deepened.
Eiji’s sex responded, his cock stiffening and rising below the folds of his robes. The swollen tip brushed against the silk, the touch gentle but erotic enough to make the organ harden even more. Moaning under his breath, Eiji broke out of the kiss. He’d never been so swept away by the desires of his body or of his heart.
“Mmm,” Hakusa murmured. “I think I like these kinds of kisses better too.” His mouth curved up in a smile as he lowered his gaze to Eiji’s lap, an expression both playful and seductive at once. “What else can we do with our lips?”
“You really don’t know?” A soft, breathless chuckle escaped Eiji.
“But my body is new.” Hakusa laughed also. “Please don’t tease me. I still have much to learn.”
Eiji’s blush deepened. “I can show you.”
“I hoped you’d say that.” Hakusa moved back in with a kiss. His lips traced a path down to Eiji’s chin, his eyelashes fluttering against Eiji’s cheek before he swept back up and kissed Eiji above the brow.
“Why are you so warm here?” Hakusa caressed both sides of Eiji’s face.
That gentle, fleeting touch was almost enough to crumble the last of Eiji’s self-control. “That’s not the only place I’m blushing.”
Hakusa smoothed a hand down Eiji’s chest and waist. His fingers grazed over the hardness tenting the front of Eiji’s robes and he bent low, lips replacing his hand as he continued to explore. Eiji sucked in his breath, his cock jerking up towards Hakusa’s kisses from underneath the cloth.
A whimper came from the back of his throat as his hips thrust forward, the ache in his sex undeniable. He wanted the velvety touch of Hakusa’s mouth on his cock and the caress of those full lips on his organ’s throbbing head. Eiji longed to slip the length into the depths of Hakusa’s mouth, to feel that warmth envelop, surround and claim his cock.
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Copyright © 2008 by Mychael Black and Shayne Carmichael
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