Hello guys! Today I am so pleased to welcome back author Grace Duncan to the blog. Grace is here to talk about her newest release, Deception. She has a great (and quite NSFW) excerpt to share and is offering up a copy of Deception or Choices (the first book in the series) to one lucky winner. So please join me in giving her a big welcome!
Thank you so much for hosting me, Jay! It’s a pleasure to be here again.
What follows is an excerpt of a deleted scene from Deception. Originally, I wasn’t going to write it, but my beta, when she read the chapter it would have been in, claimed she felt a bit cheated because the chapter skips this actual sex scene (there is already another one in the chapter). So, I promised her that I would put it together and put it out there. The rest of this scene can be found on the website, the link for which is at the bottom.
When they stopped at the bed, and Bathasar pulled away, Nadir was embarrassed by the whimper he let out. But Bathasar smiled, brushing a few fingers over Nadir’s cheek then threading them through his hair and cupping his face. After another gentle kiss to his lips, Bathasar nuzzled his face, whispering into his ear, “I like knowing you don’t want me to stop.”
Warmth spread at the words and Nadir cobbled together a few wits. He lifted his hands, running them over Bathasar’s chest, but they couldn’t go far because Bathasar took a half step back, urging Nadir to turn around. Bathasar’s lips traced a line down neck to shoulder and back up again at the same time his busy hands brushed Nadir’s nipples, sensitizing skin even more, just from light touches.
Nadir swallowed a moan, then remembered that Bathasar liked sound and let it go, earning a pleased hum. As focused as he was on this, he was surprised to feel the chains connected to his plug loosen. Bathasar turned him again, nudging him back onto the bed and he stretched out. He fisted the silk covers under him, watching the grey gaze move slowly over his body. He swallowed at the heat and want on Bathasar’s face. Heat and want… for him.
Bathasar knelt over him, lips once more catching his, kiss deep and full. Nadir moaned again, lifting his hands to cup Bathasar’s face. When the kiss broke, Bathasar’s eyes danced over Nadir’s face. “You are beautiful, Nadir,” he murmured and Nadir felt heat rise, face reddening.
“I… uh… thank you, Your… err Bathasar,” Nadir stammered. In all the masters he’d had over the years, very few had complimented him and none, that he could recall, had ever called him beautiful. In fact, he could count the compliments on one hand. Moreover, none of them had been the malik, nor someone he held such admiration for, as he did Bathasar.
Certainly none had made him feel as good as Bathasar had just now.
Bathasar’s wide smile made him feel a little better. “You are welcome, my sweet. I mean it.” He brushed the backs of his fingers over Nadir’s cheek then kissed him gently again. “Put your hands on the pillow, my sweet. This is going to be very difficult for you, I am sure.”
With a puzzled look at Bathasar, he did as he was bid. But it became clear only a moment later, what Bathasar meant. Because his master… was pleasuring him.
Bathasar took his time, slowly removing each chain, kissing a path along his skin to follow it. When it was off, Bathasar tossed it absently off of the bed then moved on to another one.
Nadir struggled with it, fought to keep his hands where they were. It wasn’t for him to be pleasured. He didn’t know how to deal with that. He was the one to do the pleasuring and to feel those lips move over him, kissing almost every inch of his chest and stomach made him more than a little crazy.
But Bathasar was far from done yet.
He loosened and removed one of the nipple rings, then spent an inordinate amount of time licking and sucking on the nipple. Nadir writhed on the bed, his arousal hitting a peak, hands crushing the pillow. Bathasar pulled back, flicked a look up at Nadir’s face, then blew softly over the wet bit. Nadir gasped, rocking his hips unconsciously, grinding his still-bound cock into Bathasar. He was thrilled to draw a moan from his master at the action but Bathasar responded by turning to the other nipple and doing the same to it.
Nadir didn’t think he could take much more. He was so aroused, especially after all the teasing at dinner, he was close to begging Bathasar to stop, for the command… for something but he couldn’t think clearly enough to make this known. All he seemed capable of were moans and grunts.
He got the slightest reprieve when Bathasar pulled back, shifting on the bed until he hovered over Nadir’s bound cock. The golden snake tail wrapped around his cock and balls, its body coiled around his length to the tip where its long tongue disappeared inside him. It barely contained him by this time, his red, swollen length filling its coils to overflowing, its tail preventing his tight balls from pulling up any farther.
The break didn’t last, however, as a moment later, Bathasar’s tongue ran over his super sensitive glans, pulling a cry from him. “Yes,” Bathasar whispered, tracing a line with his tongue between the coils to the base, then teasing each ball before moving back to the tip.
Nadir moved, rocking his hips but they were stilled by his master’s hands and another needy whimper escaped. “Soon, my sweet. Soon, I will fill you, give you release. I love seeing you like this. You’re even more beautiful when you are so aroused.”
The words, intended to calm, Nadir was sure, only helped a little. He tried to take a deep breath, but there wasn’t much calm to be had. He bit almost brutally at his lip when the snake’s tail was loosened. “I know, my sweet, I know,” Bathasar said in response to the gasp Nadir released. He couldn’t decide if it felt good or made things worse, being free of the snake, precum running along the length.
Before he could make up his mind, his cock was engulfed in a hot mouth and he gritted his teeth to hold in the shout. He stared at Bathasar’s mouth, stretched around his cock, his eyes wide, not quite able to reconcile what he was seeing and feeling. Bathasar, his master, was sucking his cock.
“Nngh… oh… Bathasar…” Nadir groaned, unable to tear his eyes away from the vision as Bathasar pulled off so very slowly, then swallowed him once more.
If his former masters had been rare in pleasuring him… that was nothing compared to this. He’d never had a master’s mouth on him before and he had no idea how to handle it. Somehow, the fact that it was his master, and Bathasar at that, made it feel different, though he guessed that was mostly shock.
Nadir struggled to deal with the amazing feel of Bathasar’s mouth on him but Bathasar didn’t make it easy. Nadir thought he was going to go crazy when Bathasar swallowed him again. He held on, by the tips of his fingers, to his sanity but the effort was futile. Another swallow, Bathasar’s tongue traced his length as Bathasar pulled off, then once more took the whole thing into the incredible mouth and Nadir hit the edge and the lock on his orgasm. He shouted wordlessly, unable to hold it in, toes curling into the bedcovers, back arching hard.
Bathasar pulled off, kissing his way up over Nadir’s chest then hovering over Nadir’s lips. “Gorgeous, my sweet, just beautiful,” he murmured before kissing Nadir thoroughly. When he broke the kiss, Nadir gasped, fighting to simply breathe. Panic bubbled, so thrown off by the pleasure, the care that Bathasar was showing because he didn’t know how to navigate this, be the center of his master’s attention, not like this. He understood being ordered around, he was used to being used, taken, made to give pleasure.
He wasn’t used to taking it, not from his master.
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Cyrus and Nadir first met as hungry orphans on Behekam’s streets at twelve years old. They became friends, then partners in the thievery that enabled them to survive, and as they passed their days together, they fell in love. When they are both taken as pleasure slaves in the opulent palace of the Malik of Neyem, love becomes more complicated.
Rumors of an attempt on Malik Bathasar’s life put Cyrus and Nadir’s relationship to the test—they must pose convincingly as intimate slaves to the young malik as part of a plan to lure the assassin into the open. Teman—Malik Bathasar’s real personal pleasure slave and true lover—was once trained by Cyrus for the same duties, and the attraction and care Cyrus developed for him then still remains. The Malik of Neyem proves an easy man to love and Nadir’s feelings for him grow while they’re pretending to love each other.
Cyrus and Nadir care deeply for each other but they’ve forgotten the first rule of love: communicate in honesty. Their love remains strong enough to weather the changes—if they have the courage not only to face the coming dangers, but to put aside deception and find their truth.
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