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Hot July Days: Time to Tell (Free Read)
Aug 1, 2011 
Filed under: book release, erotica, eye candy, free story, m/m, men in uniform, web event 
Tags: DADT, erotic romance, erotica, gay erotica, gay romance, Goodreads, m/m, m/m romance, men in uniform, miliary
For those of you who didn’t get to read my contribution to Hot July days over at the M/M Romance group at Goodreads, I’m posting it here. If you aren’t an m/m group member, I strongly encourage you to join. It’s free and so far over 100 free stories have been posted at part of Hot July Days including ones from some of my favorite authors like AJ Llewellyn and Lee Brazil.
The theme for Hot July Days is Don’t Read in the Closet. My story was inspired by a gorgeous by very NSFW picture that you can see here. And this prompt: We grew up together, best friends and all that. Joined the Army, damn the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” crap!
We almost lost one another on a special mission….how does our story play out?
Time to Tell
By Silvia Violet
Marty had relived the moment a thousand times. If he’d hesitated for even a second. If he’d been reluctant to blow a hole in the man who appeared like a part of the night itself, his best friend would be dead.
He and Jacob joined the army together when they were eighteen. They both wanted to escape from the podunk town they grew up in, and the army was their best choice. But for Marty being a soldier meant hiding who he really was.
Jacob knew Marty was gay. He’d known since they were in high school. When Marty came out to his best friend, Jacob hadn’t cringed or told him to get lost or punched him or any of the other terrible things he imagined. Of course he hadn’t done the one thing Marty longed for, pull Marty into his arms and confess that he was gay too and that he wanted Marty like he wanted air to breathe. Not that Marty expected that fantasy to come true.
More than once, he’d caught Jacob watching him with heat in his eyes when he thought Marty wasn’t looking. And he’d seen Jacob look at other men in a way he never looked at women. But if Jacob was gay, he’d never admitted it, and Marty hadn’t been willing to risk their friendship by revealing his true feelings.
But now everything had changed. He’d almost lost Jacob last night. For that split second when he hadn’t know whether Jacob was dead or alive, his heart shattered as he imagined his friend dying without ever knowing how much Marty loved him.
When he realized he and Jacob were pinned down with no chance of back up, he knew that their chances of surviving were low. His life had been in danger plenty of times since he signed up, but he’d never been so certain that he looked death in the face. Regrets crashed down on him, nearly making him come unglued. If he hadn’t been able to hold it together, they would both be dead. Marty swore that if he lived through the night, he was going to do his best not to waste another second pretending to be someone else.
He was going to tell Jacob how he felt. He’d either screw up their friendship or have a chance at a real relationship with the man he loved. Once he told Jacob, he was going to apply for a discharge. Living in the closet was no longer good enough for him.
Marty paced, his boots slapping against the concrete floor of the barracks. He hadn’t been alone with Jacob since they were rescued. Jacob’s wounds, though not serious, needed to be cared for, and Marty had spent hours giving his report of the evening’s proceedings to his superiors. Now that Jacob had been released from the doctor’s care, it was his turn to be questioned.
Marty leaned against the wall and rested his head on his arm. Jacob had been gone nearly two hours, surely he’d be back soon. Marty was about to tell his best friend that he was in love with him. He wondered for a moment if he’d lost his mind. Then he pushed away from the wall, strengthening his resolve once again. He’d almost lost Jacob last night, and their lives were on the line here every single day. He wasn’t going to his grave without bringing his feelings into the open.
A change in the light made him turn. Jacob stood in the open doorway of the barracks, blocking the hot desert sun. Before his friend had a chance to speak, Marty said, “Let’s take a walk.”
Jacob nodded and turned back toward the outside. They walked across the base in silence. When they neared the edge of the encampment, Marty took Jacob’s arm and steered him to a small storage building. Jacob raised his brows “What are you doing?”
“I got the key from Wolf,” Marty answered.
“How?”
“I told him I needed some privacy. He didn’t ask any questions. Probably thinks I want to bring some girl here.”
Jacob shrugged. “Okay.”
Marty locked the door behind them as soon as they got inside. The building was filled with rows of metal shelves, many of which held boxes and cartons that looked like they hadn’t been touched in years. Chairs, tables, a desk and some old lockers had been placed along one wall.
Marty turned back to Jacob. His friend’s eyes filled with intense emotion. “Marty?”
Marty’s breath caught and his voice shook as he answered, “Yeah?”
“I was really scared out there. I…you saved my life and I…”
“I love you.” The words just came. Marty had no power to stop them.
Jacob frowned. “I know I-“
Marty shook his head. “No. I <“i”>love</”i”> you. I’ve loved you for years. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t. Then when I thought I was going to lose you-“
Jacob cut of his words with a kiss. Marty stumbled backwards in shock, crashing into a row of lockers. When he recovered, he pulled Jacob against him and opened his mouth to the assault, letting Jacob taste and explore. Marty massaged his friend’s shaved head with one hand and sank his other hand into the muscular flesh of Jacob’s ass as Jacob groaned against his mouth.
Jacob ground his hips against Marty, pressing him into the cold metal. Jacob’s hard cock felt like a lead pipe pressing into Marty’s stomach. Marty thrust against him, rubbing their cocks together.
Marty tilted his head to the side as Jacob’s lips left his and slid along his neck. Jacob licked him, tasting the sweat that covered them constantly in the vicious heat. Marty groaned as his best friend whispered against his skin. “Marty, I love you too. I didn’t think you wanted to hear it, didn’t think you wanted me like that.”
“Oh God, Jacob. I-“
Jacob silenced Marty with a finger on his lips. “I don’t want to talk anymore. I just want to feel. I need to know that you want me like I want you.”
“Want you?” Marty couldn’t hold back a laugh of joy, astonishment, confusion. “Jacob, I’ve wanted you forever.”
“Then show me.”
His friend’s words drove Marty crazy. He thought his brain might combust trying to process what was happening. He tried to force it to shut down If Jacob didn’t need to think then neither did he. What they needed was to feel alive, desired, finally able to be themselves.
Marty needed to get Jacob naked, to run his hands over his friend’s beautiful body. He also needed to spread Jacob’s ass and bury himself inside, but he knew he had to slow down and savor the moment. He ran his tongue along the outer edge of Jacob’s ear while Jacob sucked at his shoulder. “Have you ever been fucked by a man?”
Jacob shook his head. “Hell, no. There’s never been anyone but you.”
Marty smiled against him and wrapped his hand around the back of Jacob’s neck, pulling his head to the side. He ran his tongue along the tight muscle at the side of Jacob’s neck. “There isn’t going to be either. You’re mine, and after I fuck you, we’re going to get discharged, and then we’re not going to hide the fact that we’re lovers. If people don’t like it, they can fuck off.”
Jacob pulled free and stared at Marty, eyes wide. “Shit, Marty, I-“
“I almost lost you last night, lost you without ever even kissing you. I’m not going to go another day without this.” Marty pushed up Jacob’s t-shirt and pressed his hands to Jacob’s back, frozen for a moment as he took in the reality of the smooth skin and hard muscle under his hands. The heat of Jacob burned into his palms as he slid his hands ever so slowly upwards.
Jacob shuddered as Marty kissed him, licking at his lips, tasting him slowly after the hurried passion of their first kiss. He pulled his lips away long enough to yank Jacob’s shirt over his head and then quickly dispense with his own shirt and toss both on the floor.
Marty licked and nibbled his way across Jacob’s rock hard pecs, stopping to tease one of his nipples. Jacob sucked in his breath and took Marty’s head between his hands as he writhed under the ministrations of Marty’s mouth. Marty circled Jacob’s wrists, pulling his hands away. “Brace yourself on the lockers and don’t move.”
“Marty.” Jacob’s tone held a warning.
Marty looked up, smiling at the heat still making Jacob’s brown eyes nearly black. “Trust me.”
A few seconds passed. Then Jacob nodded. Marty knelt in front of him and continued his explorations of his friend. When his tongue reached the waistband of Jacob’s pants, Marty unfastened them and freed Jacob’s cock. He couldn’t keep from licking his lips at the sight of Jacob exposed for him.
The muscles of Jacob’s thighs and abdomen were tight, tense. The metal lockers clanged against the wall as Jacob tightened his grip on them. But if Jacob was uncertain about what was happening, his cock definitely wasn’t. It was thick and hard, the tip dark and needy. Marty wrapped one hand around the shaft and licked at Jacob’s slit, tasting the pre-come beaded there.
Jacob made a strangled sound between a growl and a whine. Marty glanced up and smiled before sucking the tip of his friend’s cock into his mouth.
“Fuck, Marty!”
“Mmmhmm,” Marty agreed, his mouth still around Jacob’s cock. He sucked harder, taking more of his friend into his mouth. Marty could feel Jacob straining to keep himself still. Marty licked and sucked reveling in the taste that was uniquely Jacob. He slid a hand between Jacob’s legs to tease his balls, and Jacob obligingly opened his legs wider.
Marty sucked a finger into his mouth alongside Jacob’s cock, getting it good and wet. Then he sought Jacob’s ass and pushed his way inside. His friend gasped and thrust hard, shoving his cock deep into Marty’s mouth, the sudden intrusion making Marty gag.
“Sorry,” Jacob panted.
Marty pulled off long enough to say. “Don’t hold back, Jacob. I want you to fuck my mouth.” He smiled at the wide-eyed look on Jacob’s face as he swallowed him back down, working his finger deeper and sliding his tongue along the underside of Jacob’s cock.
Jacob broke when Marty pushed a second finger in his ass. His thrust hard and fast into Marty’s mouth. Prepared this time, Marty relaxed and took it, wrapping his hands around Jacob’s hips to steady himself and reveling in the pent up passion they were finally letting loose.
“Christ, Marty. I’m gonna come.”
Marty tightened his grip on Jacob’s hips holding him tight so he wouldn’t pull away. Jacob shuddered and bucked against Marty’s lips as he poured his come down Marty’s throat. When Jacob sagged against the lockers, Marty pulled off his cock, giving it a few last kisses before he stood, unfastening his pants as he did so.
He shoved his pants down and wrapped his arms around Jacob, desperate for some contact against his cock. He wanted to bend Jacob over and fuck him until he couldn’t sit down for days. He took a shaky breath instead. He could go slow for Jacob’s sake. Really, he could.
He pulled Jacob to him for another kiss, groaning as their mouths opened to each other. He slid a hand down to his cock and worked it between Jacob’s legs, sliding it against his friend’s ass. He released Jacob’s mouth and whispered against his ear. “Do you feel how hard I am for you? I want to be the first man, the only man to stuff your ass with my cock. I want to hear you cry out my name as I stretch you out and work myself deep inside you.”
Jacob rubbed himself against Marty’s cock. “Yes, Marty! God, yes!”
“Let’s use the desk.” Marty pointed to a large, sturdy-looking desk in the corner. Jacob stumbled toward it, his pants still trapped around his ankles. He laid over the end, exposing his ass to Marty. Marty smiled in appreciation and caressed his ass. “Gorgeous, but I want to see your face when I’m inside you.”
Jacob groaned as he tried to fight his way out of his boots and pants. Marty took pity on him and knelt to unfasten his boots and help him get all the way naked so he could climb up on the desk and spread his legs.
Jacob bent his knees so his feet were braced on the edge of the desk. Marty pulled a small bottle of lube and a condom from his pocket and laid them on the desk beside Jacob. Jacob looked at Marty, and his eyes widened as if he’d realized for the first time that Marty was really going to slick up his cock and put it up Jacob’s ass.
“You okay?” Marty asked. He didn’t know how the hell he’d survive if Jacob wanted him to stop. He also knew how important it was not to screw up this fragile new relationship.
Jacob nodded. “I’m fine. I just…..”
Marty smiled. “I’m going to make sure you’re ready. Trust me.”
Marty slicked his fingers with lube and slid two fingers into Jacob’s ass. He watched his friend close his eyes and moan as Marty worked the digits in and out. He added a third finger, and Jacob tensed, but he pushed against Marty, taking his fingers deeper. “Damn, that burns, but….it feels good, too.”
Marty grinned. “It’s going to get even better.” He slid his fingers in and out slowly, twisting and scissoring them, wanting to be sure Jacob was good and ready, but he grew more and more impatient by the second. He felt like he’d waited a lifetime to do this with Jacob rather than years.
He wrapped a hand around Jacob’s cock which was hard again and straining upward. Jacob bucked up into his hand. “Marty, please.”
Marty smiled. “Please what?”
“Fuck me.”
Marty wasn’t going to deny him for another second. He rolled on a condom, squirted more lube onto his fingers and slicked his cock. Jacob wrapped his legs around Marty’s waist as Marty aimed his cock for Jacob’s hole. Marty groaned as he pushed inside his friend. Jacob tensed, hands scrabbling against the desk, trying to find something to hold on to. “Damn, you’re big.”
Marty smiled. “Too much?”
Jacob shook his head. “Want. More.”
Marty pushed harder until he was all the way inside the man he’d loved for so damn long. “Feels so good,” he groaned.
Jacob nodded, his pupils were dilated, and he was lifting his hips, trying to get Marty to move. For a moment Marty was afraid he was dreaming.
“Marty, please!”
No, this couldn’t be a dream, he could never have imagined that desperate, pleading tone coming from his friend. The fact that he’d so broken Jacob’s control made him crazy. He pulled back until only the tip of his cock remained inside Jacob. Then he drove in harder than he should have. Jacob bucked against him, digging his heels into Marty’s ass. “Yes!”
Marty started seriously fucking Jacob then, spurred on by the needy sounds and mumbled words spilling from his friend’s mouth. Jacob met every stroke. He wrapped his hands around Marty’s biceps as Marty leaned over him, giving him leverage to slam his hips against Marty’s. Marty knew he was being too rough for Jacob’s first time, but he couldn’t stop himself. He was out of his mind with need. If he didn’t come soon, his heart was going to stop. “Jacob. I need you. I-‘
“Oh God, Marty make me come.” Marty wrapped his hand around Jacob’s cock, a few firm strokes was all it took before his friend cried out and shot his load, coating Marty’s hand with stickiness.
The grip of Jacob’s ass around his cock as Jacob came undid Marty. He gave a hoarse shout and slammed into Jacob as his orgasm took him so hard he saw stars. When his body finally ceased its shudders. Marty collapsed on Jacob.
Jacob wrapped his arms around Marty’s back and held him tight. “That was amazing,” Jacob said, the words breathy and soft.
All Marty could do was nod against his chest. Several long moments passed. They didn’t talk, but they caressed each other, and Marty pressed soft kisses on Jacob’s chest enjoying the taste of sweat and come and Jacob.
When he thought his legs would hold him, Marty peeled off his friend and stood. The building was rarely used, but he couldn’t guarantee their privacy forever. They needed to get dressed and get back to the barracks. A reprimand on his record would make his discharge process even harder.
Jacob sat up. Marty pulled on his pants and held Jacob’s pants out to him. Instead of taking them, Jacob pulled Marty between his legs and cupped his friend’s face in his large hands. “You were right. We’re not ever going another day without making love to each other.”
Marty’s chest tightened and tears burned behind his eyes. He’d not let himself dare to hope he’d find this kind of acceptance from Jacob. “No, we’re not.”
Jacob frowned. “I want to be a soldier. I’m proud of what I’ve done since we signed up, but I can’t deny what I feel for you anymore.”
Marty took a long, slow breath. “This isn’t going to be easy.”
“But we’re going to have each other.”
Marty nodded. “I love you, Jacob.”
Jacob gave him a gentle kiss. “I love you, too. And right now, that’s all that matters.” Marty wanted to reply, but he couldn’t find the words to express what he was feeling. He kissed Jacob instead, letting his body say what words couldn’t.
Coming Soon! Protect and Serve: Sex on the Hoof
Jun 16, 2011 Filed under: book release, erotica, excerpts, m/m, paranormal, shapeshifter, vampire Tags: deer shifter, gay erotica, gay romance, m/m, m/m romance, men in uniform, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, vampire
Only three weeks left until the release of Sex on the Hoof, this is my second contribution to the Protect and Serve series and my first m/m story. Sex on the Hoof features Jason, Natalie’s brother from Savage Wolf and it was a blast to write. I can’t wait to share it with everyone!
Sex on the Hoof by Silvia Violet
A stag and a vampire. Mortal peril. True love.
Deer shifter Jason Fleetfoot has turned his life around. After years of taking chances, he’s got a job as a crime lab technician, and he’s determined to forgo the risky behavior of his past.
Then he meets Drew Danvers, the only undead detective in the city. Jason hates vampires, or does he? Drew defies all the stereotypes of his kind and something about him has taken hold of Jason and won’t let go.
Will Jason take a chance on a man others would label a risk to his health if not his very life?
Unedited Excerpt:
I’m Jason Fleetfoot. I’ve made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life. The
stupidest of all was taking a job with some assholes intent on manufacturing
illegal chemical weapons.
My sister, Natalie, lost her job when her company folded, and I lost mine
because my fucking boss was a bastard. I’ve got authority issues. And control
issues. Alright, I’m seriously fucked up, but I wasn’t going to let my sister
starve because I couldn’t keep it together.
So I made a deal with the devil and damn near got myself and Natalie killed. She
saved me, she and her cop boyfriend, Wolf. The name’s not a joke. He’s a
werewolf. Did I mention we’re shifters, Natalie and I. Deer shifters. If you
think my human form is impressive, you should see me as a ten point buck. So
yeah, a werewolf and a deer shifter. Somehow they’re making it work.
As much as I hate being beholden to Wolf, I wouldn’t be where I am now if it
wasn’t for him. Once the cops cleared me, Wolf helped me get a job in the crime
lab where I can use my knowledge of chemistry and computers for the good guys.
As the newest hire, I work nights, babysitting the equipment and working on what
comes in during the wee hours. For the most part, I like it. It’s quiet and I
get a chance to play around with new techniques and do a bit of programming.
There’s only one problem, Detective Drew Danvers.
He works nights too. Not because he’s new, because he’s a God-damned vampire.
They say he was Changed against his will. But what the hell was he doing picking
up a vampire at a bar? I certainly have no intention of fucking a vampire. No
matter how damn fuckable Drew is.
Yeah, I like men, what of it? And Drew is a fine specimen of a man, like some
Viking warrior. He’s at least 6’3″ with sculpted arms and pecs that make him
look like he could lift a truck one-handed. Considering he’s a vamp, he probably
can.
Getting involved with Drew would be stupid on too many levels to count. And I’m
finished with making stupid decisions. So why does my body want so desperately
to be impaled on him – his cock, his fangs, anything he’d like to stick in me.
Natalie’s right, my dick really doesn’t communicate with my brain. I don’t just
want to fuck him, I want to be taken by him, and I never want that. Like I said,
I have control issues. But with Drew . . . No, there’s never going to be
anything with Drew.
I hear the buzz that signals someone entering the lab. I glance around from
behind the mass spec machine. Shit! Speak of the devil or in this case his
undead minion.
My pride will not let me hide even though I want to. I’m not afraid of him, even
if I should be. I’m just afraid my unruly cock will give away my interest.
His gaze slides up and down my body. He’s looked at me like this before. But I
have never been sure whether it’s sexual interest or him salivating over me like
I’m a piece of the lush chocolate cake my grandma used to make on Sundays. “You
alone in here, Fleetfoot?”
Shit, maybe he does mean to make a meal out of me. No point in lying though. He
probably already knows the answer. Aren’t vampires supposed to be damn near
omnipotent? “Newton called in sick, and everyone else is out in the field.
“Good.” Danvers smiles, still eyeing me like I’m prey. If I was in deer form I’d
bolt, white tail flagging danger. But I’m a man and his ice blue gaze has me
glued to the spot. God above, he’s gorgeous when he smiles. My cock is starting
to get uncomfortable in my jeans.
My heart pounds as I try to interpret his response. Does he mean “good I’m going
to give you to the best fuck of your life” or “good I’m going to drain your
blood and leave you for dead”.
Savage Wolf is available at ARe!
Jun 13, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, paranormal, shapeshifter, werewolf Tags: BDSM, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, erotic romance, erotica, handcuffs, men in uniform, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, spanking, werewolf
Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is now available at ARe! I’m so excited about sharing this book with all the readers there. Here’s a little taste to whet your appetite….
Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet
I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me. When a white-tailed deer shifter comes leaping into my life, she makes my body hotter than an erupting volcano. She’s on the run, and she doesn’t want my help. But I’m not about to let her get herself killed, and I’ll use any means necessary to keep her safe.
Excerpt:
I tried to make myself be a gentlemen and roll off my naked little shifter. But werewolves aren’t gentlemen. I heard her racing heart and smelled the hot cream between her legs, and my wolfish side begged me to shove her legs up onto her chest and bury my cock in her pussy. Then she shocked me by opening her legs and inviting me in. How could a man say no?
And, by all that’s holy, she said those four words that just about made me lose it before I’d even gotten inside. “I like it rough.” Just what an alpha wolf like me needs. A woman who appreciates my appetite.
When I drive into her, holding nothing back, she cries out. Her pussy holds me tight. I fight to hold still and let her adjust to my size. But she wraps her legs around my hips and bucks against me.
“More,” she begs, and I’m not about to deny her. I slide out nearly all the way. She whimpers.
I thrust back in, and she groans, “Yes.” After that I ride her hard and fast. She meets every stroke, slamming her hips against mine. I fuck her with brutal strength, and she keeps crying for more. I’m in heaven.
Her gorgeous breasts bounce up and down in rhythm with my thrusts. I can’t wait another second to get better acquainted with them.
I shift my weight to one arm, and use the other hand to cup the tantalizing flesh, which is as soft and smooth as it looks. I slide my thumb back and forth over her tightly puckered nipple, and I’m rewarded with a sharp cry.
I keep up the light, teasing strokes. She arches toward my hand, whimpering. I pinch and tug on the pink bud. She bucks so hard she nearly unseats me. “Yes, God, yes!” she cries.
I need one of those sensitive nipples in my mouth like I need to breathe. I grab her hips, holding her firmly on my cock as I sit back on my heels. She lets her torn dress and bra slide from her arms. Then she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up until she’s seated in my lap. Now I can lick and suck and bite those hard buds all I want while driving myself even deeper inside her tight, wet cunt.
As if she can read my mind, my doe pulls my head down to her breast. I draw a pink tip into my mouth and suck hard, letting my teeth sink in just enough for her to feel them. She cries out, digging her hands into my scalp. “Harder, oh God, harder. I . . .”
I glance up without letting go of her nipple, desperate to know what she wants to say. Her deep brown eyes are wide and filled with need. “I like it to hurt.”
I nearly choke around the hard flesh in my mouth. Have I died and gone to werewolf heaven? I bitehard enough to make her scream. She writhes against me. Before she’s recovered, I give her other nipple a vicious pinch.
Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf Available Now!
Mar 31, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, paranormal, werewolf Tags: BDSM, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, erotic romance, handcuffs, men in uniform, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, spanking, werewolf
Woohoo! Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is available now at Changeling Press!
I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me. When a white-tailed deer shifter comes leaping into my life, she makes my body hotter than an erupting volcano. She’s on the run, and she doesn’t want my help. But I’m not about to let her get herself killed, and I’ll use any means necessary to keep her safe.
Interview with Badge Bunny’s Officer Drake
Mar 29, 2011 Filed under: book recommendation, interview, paranormal, werewolf Tags: bunny shifter, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, Cynthia Sax, erotic romance, handcuffs, men in uniform, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter
As I get all squirmy with excitement over this week’s release of my Protect and Serve story, Savage Wolf. I wanted to get to know some of the other men in uniform a bit more intimately *grin*. So I convinced Cynthia Sax to send Officer Drake, hero of Badge Bunny, my way……
Silvia: (shivers and fights not to lick her lips) Umm, Officer Drake how do you feel about having a werewolf on the force?
Officer Drake: (runs a big hand over his bald head) How do I feel? What kind of pussy shit question is that? Do I look like I have uterus? (looks down at the impressively large bulge in his tight cop pants)
Silvia: (twines hands together to keep from reaching out to touch that clear evidence of manhood) I would never question your manhood. It’s quite . . ..um . . .obvious.
Officer Drake: Hrumph. (studies Silvia, detecting sarcasm in her voice) As for your question, I feel like sunshine and fuckin’ rainbows, that’s how I feel. (rolls his eyes) I hate fuckin’ shifters. One minute they’re human, and the next minute, they’re animals. I wish they’d make up their fuckin’ minds. (holds up one lined palm) Now, before you bust my balls about Savage, I’ll admit that, so far, he’s been an asset to the force, cracking down on the bad guys, and yeah, rumors say he’s saved his partner’s ass more than once, but he’s still a shifter, damn it, and you never know if the wolf side will bust loose and he’ll do something crazy ass sick like tear a shoplifter’s throat out, or sniff a fellow officer’s ass.
Silvia: Wolves can be unpredictable but some of us enjoy a bit of danger. (looks Officer Drake up and down leaning over to look at his tight ass and thinks that if she were a shifter she’d damn well sniff it) You look like a rather dangerous man
yourself.
Officer Drake: I’m dangerous only if you break the law. Break the law, and I’ll throw your pert ass in the clink, or worse, plug a hole in you… another hole. So I’m wondering… have you been a good girl, or a bad girl, Silvia?
Silvia (noting handcuffs hanging from his belt): Oh Officer, I’m afraid, I’ve been very bad. Do you get the chance to use those handcuffs often? What would someone for that particular privilege . . .um . . . I mean punishment?
Officer Drake (dangles handcuffs from the tips of his fingers): These aren’t just for show. Are you coming with me peacefully, or do I have to restrain your sexy self?
Silvia (licks lips slowly): I do believe I’m in the mood to put up quite a struggle. You’re only getting me out of here if I’m thoroughly restrained.
Officer Drake (grins wickedly): I’ll use whatever means necessary to get my gal. (lunges at Silvia)
If you haven’t had the pleasure of getting to know Officer Drake, I highly recommend you check out Badge Bunny. It’s hot, wicked, and hilarious.
