Welcome to the motorcycle gang on mars. As the planet crumbles around them they must return to earth to try to save humanity.
Sons of Outlaws, 3
Earth beasts are sexier than he expected…
Welliver is a scientist first and an Outlaw MC member second.He’s the smartest man in the crew that’s exploring Earth to create a new home. But when a monster attacks them and he’s separated from the crew, he is saved by a savage and sexy beast.
The beast doesn’t remember his name. He was sent to the Earth prison when he was a boy and left behind when the prison was evacuated. Beast has spent nearly twenty years alone on Earth, trying to survive this dangerous world. He’s the best hope humans have for staying alive with these new threats.
Beast doesn’t understand it’s not okay to lick strangers, or the whole wearing clothes thing, but neither man is prepared for the attraction between them. Welliver will have to pull on his Outlaw MC heritage to endure the wilds of Earth but how will survive the savage beast?
Be Warned: m/m sex
Here’s an excerpt from my new release, Suck The Savage Beast.
“I want you,” Beast said in that gravelly voice.
“Okay.” I put up a hell of a fight, didn’t I?
I nodded and stared into his dark brown eyes.
I wiped the lingering rain from my face. “Sure.” Who was I to argue? I closed the short distance between us, kissing his bottom lip then his top.
“Welliver. Shirt. Off.”
Oh, right. Clothes bad, sex good. I liked the way he said my name. I pulled my dark shirt over my head enthusiastically but paused as the drizzle hit my chest. I wasn’t exactly flexing abs and muscle here. Doubt made me nibble on my lip. “There is a lot of light here. Maybe we should do this inside?” Where he couldn’t see my stringy arms and legs. And what if the expedition came trampling through? No one wanted to see me naked, except maybe the guy that spent the last twenty years by himself. Fuck. I just talked myself out of getting laid. “Beast.”
He reached out and dragged his fingers down the column of my neck.
“Are you sure…”
Beast slid his hand to the back of my head and pushed my face to his. “Yes.” He whispered before he kissed me. There are just certain people that seem to leak sex appeal out of every pore. That described Beast perfectly. Even as my mind created suspicions and issues, he knocked each one down with a swipe of his tongue. He moved his hands to my narrow hips and pressed our lower bodies together. A groan rose up from the pit of my soul. Yeah, I was getting dramatic. Hey, it was years since I got laid and even longer since I felt truly wanted.
Beast growled and latched his lips onto my neck, sucking at the skin. “Want. You.”
There may have been a hysterical giggle followed by a groan but I refused to admit that out loud. Rain still trickled down my back but it was nearly evaporated by the wind. Beast swirled his tongue along my jaw and I stared up into his eyes as he straightened. He touched my cheek gently, the one still red as it healed from that damn creature.
“Nothing else will hurt you.”
That sounded very cave man. Why the hell did I like it so much? It’s not like I was some sexual submissive or an effeminate man. There was nothing wrong with either but I liked to think of myself as ordinary. In Beast’s arms I felt anything but ordinary. Beast rasped his teeth over my knuckles then pushed my hand over his bulging crotch. Well, fuck me. I outlined him with my fingers, watching as he shivered. I didn’t think either of us would last very long.
Beast grunted, pulled my hand away and shoved his pants down.
I thought he looked good when I saw him the first time. That was nothing compared to the godly state he was in now. His shaft was long and thick. The dark tip was half hidden by his light chocolate skin. There was definitely some drooling going on here. Embarrassing but unavoidable. I grabbed him with my hand at the bushy base. The coarse pubic hair tickled my palm. Without being able to fully enclose my fingers around him, I lowered my hand to his foreskin.
Beast let out a choked sound.
I knew that feeling. I rolled my thumb over his slit, rubbing the drops of pre-cum and rain into his flesh. Getting bold, I lifted to my toes and kissed his cheek. Our lips met as I stroked him from top to bottom. Loosening my grip, I grasped his balls. They were huge too, tight to his body and heavy. “Beast…” I whispered, unable to control myself. I kissed him. He hunched so I could reach. Each caress of my hand made him kiss me harder. My lips felt swollen by the time his sticky, happy ending dripped over my hand.
Beast gasped, his bottom lips quivering as I milked him for every drop. He growled when I let go and bared his teeth.
Before I knew it he spun me around and pressed me against the nearest wall. I didn’t have time to voice my protest, not that I would have. He shoved his fingers in the rim of my pants and tugged them down. Fuck me! My ass was bare as he hugged me to him. His semi hard cock cushioned between my cheeks. Beast fisted my dick and I arched my ass into him. He nipped at my shoulder. I moaned in a sensory overload. He thrust against me, pushing me against the wall. He stroked my shaft while the other fondled my balls. Fuck it all to Earth, this was intense. I’d never experienced anything so hot in my whole life.
Beast sunk his teeth into my shoulder, just barely breaking the skin. He used his left leg to push mine as far apart as they would go with the pants still there.
Pain flared and I cried out as his cock head pressed into my hole. Too big. Too dry. He rubbed the tip over my ass again and again. All the while stroking my cock up and down. I was going to blow. My orgasm was intense. It was long and juicy. I sprayed cum all over the wall as my body experienced pure pleasure. I don’t know if I made any sounds, I couldn’t hear anything over my rapidly beating heart. Palpitations. Holy shit, I was having heart palpations from a hand job!
James is rather hard to define. He’s obviously into men, but also finds women alluring. To him reading gay fiction is so stimulating he’s taken up a pen (keyboard) and started writing. The stories in his head are edgy, hot enough to embarrass him at work and meant to entertain.
James’ day job is pathetic but a means to get the green. He lusts after his straight boss and always longed to paint nude men.
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