So hard to fight his inner preditor #Excerpt Jawk by Kayelle Allen #SciFi #MMRomance #MFRWhooks

Updated on 08/03/2021 by Kayelle Allen

Jawk bit the inside of his cheeks, fighting his inner predator's hot-blooded demand for a piece of Luc Saint-Cyr's oh-so-cocky ass. His human father's voice rang through his head like a siren. You're not an animal, Jawk. You're a Kin. One of a civilized, honorable race.

That did not mean Jawk had never tasted human blood. He licked his lips, imagining the fierce, hot rush of it in his mouth, the scent of the man's throat beneath his fangs. The intense warmth of this man, coupled with the glimpse of his erotic taste, drove into Jawk's gut.

The man's solid black gaze refused to look away. No prey held the eyes of a predator--not one this close or for this long--unless they were stupid, drunk, or enthralled. Luc was incapable of the first, and not one whiff of alcohol clung to him.

The feral, victorious joy of a hunter rose up in Jawk.

This man took his breath.

Jawk growled, and a spark of fear scented the hoversine's oversized cabin, then faded, tamped down by the emergence of a different kind of heat. Before Luc could flinch, Jawk launched himself forward, pinned Luc against the seat and sank his claws into the butter-soft leather.

The man gasped.

Jawk gripped his throat with naked fangs, mouth open wide. He gave one stroke of his tongue, and the taste of lust flooded his mouth. Pure, raw, unshielded, savage.

The hard length and heat of Luc's body fit against his, its nearness raising steam between them. The heady scent of romtzeet filled the air. Humans called it testosterone; Kin males reeked of it.

Luc oozed it like the finest cologne.

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Surrender Love: Antonello Brothers – Immortal

Surrender Love - Antonello Brothers: Immortal

Genre: Scifi Romance, Gay Romance, MM Romance

Length: Full novel (130k words)
Heat level: Mainstream, sweetly sensual (PG13)

Surrender Love, a steamy sweet MM Sci-Fi romance featuring instant attraction between a hot immortal and a feisty rocker with a galaxy full of secrets between them.

An immortal alpha male. An illegal, near-blind rock musician. And twelve thousand years' worth of dirty hidden lies...

Luc is the most powerful man in an intergalactic empire of 22 planets—but he's alone, life after life.

Izzorah survives by hiding both his illegal status and his blindness for fear of banishment.

Luc's immortal blood can heal Izzorah's sight—but what will it take to heal Luc's heart?

Luc might risk violating the highest law among the immortals by sharing his blood, but that means revealing what he is, and risks baring every damning secret, every twisted fact, and twelve thousand years' worth of dirty hidden lies.

With no guarantee their love can survive that kind of truth...

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Includes bonus short story FORBID MY HEART (link inside the book)

Luc and Izzorah are sitting side by side, with Izzorah leaning against Luc's chest while Luc talks about his recent breakup with a previous lover. Izzorah is not only listening, he's also using his gift of kahlah to interpret the scents related to Luc's emotions, because he wants to understand.

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"You didn't know what to do when he left, did you?" Izzorah played with one of Luc's buttons. "Should you forget him? Try to win him back?"

"I tried making him jealous by having an affair with a Kin male named Jawk." A tinge of lavender and bitter nutmeg sparked, showing Luc's regret. "What a pointless attempt that was. I doubt anything I did would have kept Wulf from leaving. He was already in love and we were finished." Luc faced Izzorah. "Pardon me for rambling. I shouldn't have burdened you with that."

"No, you needed to tell it. You're glad it's over, but it still hurt."

"It did. I tried telling myself it wasn't happening. That I didn't love him anyway, but--" Luc stopped. "I did. Wulf and I lived in the same house but led separate lives. It was pitiful, the way things ended. No final conflict. No big blowup. More like air leaking from a balloon. I let him go. Gave him my blessing. Then moped because I was alone. I was pathetic."

"No. You'd never be that. Breakups are a kind of death. The loss aches. Slowness doesn't make it less painful."

"True." Luc's focus made Izzorah's mouth go dry. But then the man smiled, and it warmed Izzorah's soul. Luc leaned his head against the wall. "You have incredible insight. And you're right about the pain. With you, I'm at peace. Last thing I need is to fall in love with another heartbreaker. I'm hoping you don't turn out to be that, because it's too late."

The truth was in Luc's scent, a faint smell of sweet grass, along with fresh linen, showing respect. The mixture meant what Luc felt surprised him.

"I don't understand." Izzorah understood all right, but Luc needed to admit it to himself. That was in his scent too. And Izzorah wanted to hear the words. "Too late for what?"

"Too late for me to turn back. I've already fallen for you."

Izzorah scooted closer to Luc. "I promise."

Luc shifted a bit, allowing Izzorah to fit against him. "Tell me what you mean by that." He looked down.

Holding Luc's dark gaze, Izzorah smiled. "That I'll be what you need."

"Will you, now?" Patience and amusement eddied through Luc's scent in an appealing mixture. With one hand, Luc stroked Izzorah's hair and then he coiled a strand around one finger. "Suppose you tell me what you think that is."

Izzorah curled up against Luc's chest and wrapped one arm over Luc's waist. "A shelter for your heart."

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Tales of the Chosen

Tales of the Chosen Series

When you live forever, choosing who learns the truth can be deadly.

Wulf - Superstar Wulf Gabriel must depend on Luc, the one man he swore he would never trust again. The most powerful man in the empire - the Harbinger. But how can he? Trusting Luc is what got Wulf's father killed...

Alitus - Ordered by the Empress to find out if Wulf, the lover of a friend, is having an affair, Alitus investigates. As the Minister of Imperial Intelligence, Alitus has access to every camera and remote in the empire. Which is a problem, because Wulf's affair is with Alitus...

Jawk - Affairs between Luc and Jawk, as well as between Wulf and Alitus test far more than alliances and trust among the Chosen. These dalliances rupture the eons-old Chosen alliance forever, putting every immortal at risk...

Alitus, Tales of the Chosen

How is this ever going to work...

Ordered by the Empress to find out if Wulf, the lover of a friend, is having an affair, Alitus investigates. As the Minister of Imperial Intelligence, Alitus has access to every camera and remote in the empire. Which is a problem, because Wulf's affair is with Alitus.

As a Better, an enhanced human, Alitus can touch no one -- his pheromones are addictive. Isolated and under scrutiny, he keeps his affair with Wulf secret, because Wulf belongs to another, a powerful man allied with the empress. When the man asks the empress to investigate, Wulf's relationship with Alitus could be exposed.

Complicating matters, the empress reveals her immortality, and requires Alitus to prove his loyalty.

Her test will throw him straight into Wulf's arms, right in front of the empress and Wulf's lover. Hiding what he and Wulf are to each other has taken discipline and denial.

Now, it will take a miracle...

Excerpt from Alitus, Tales of the Chosen

In this scene, after a harrowing day, Wulf meets up with his secret lover.

Wulf let himself into the apartment he'd leased to L Givens and double-locked the door. He didn't need to turn on the lights. Although she'd brought in her own furniture, the layout remained the same, and he could find his way around blindfolded. He pulled off his shoes and set them aside to protect the new white carpet. He'd had it installed last week, which was the least he could do, considering he'd been the one who'd ruined it. Who knew body paint could do so much damage?

Emptying his pockets onto an antique table in the foyer, he shrugged out of his jacket, hung it on a chair, and headed for her bedroom. When he opened the door, the heady scent of peaches wafted to him. Candles lit the sumptuous bedroom, illuminating the warm, inviting colors. It was a woman's room, soft, appealing, yet strong.

At the foot of her bed stood a serving cart draped with linen. A silver bucket of ice held an open bottle of his favorite black vodka, and to one side, a single martini glass with a white chocolate truffle inside. Picking up the bottle and glass, Wulf followed a trail of petals from L's ornate iron bed to the open bathroom door.

There, in a tub of bubbles, lounged his blond and beautiful lover.

The sight of Alitus Vivaldi made Wulf's breath catch. Damp and curling, tendrils of Alitus's pale hair clung to his jaw and throat. His face looked innocent, but the ocean-blue gaze was far from it.

Wulf bit hard into his lower lip and fought the carnality threatening to overwhelm him. He almost broke the fragile glass stem. "Hi."

"Hi." With a faint blush, Alitus rested his head against the tub. The bathwater's steam rose around him.

Leaning against the doorjamb, Wulf released a long breath, and stilled himself. "It was so hard tonight, seeing you at the palace and having to pretend you weren't the most important person in the room."

Alitus gave him a lazy smile, and trailed a wet fingertip along the edge of the tub. "Same here."

Jawk, Tales of the Chosen

Jawk: Tales of the Chosen

Easy mission. All he has to do is seduce Luc, the most powerful man in the empire, and then betray him.

Jawk spies on the enigmatic man, known empire-wide as the Harbinger. Undercover as a waiter in Luc's favorite haunt, Jawk gets a break when Luc seeks to hire him for a one-night ménage with his current lover, Wulf.

Jawk agrees, and things go well until Wulf and Luc fight, and Jawk is dismissed. He must get back in the man's good graces.

When Luc seeks to make Wulf jealous by taking Jawk on a long trip, the means to gather intel is too good to pass up.

But meanwhile, a forbidden dalliance between Wulf and Alitus tests the bounds of trust between immortals and their Chosen humans.

The elicit affair threatens to rupture the eons-old alliance forever, and subject every last immortal to risk...

The erotic MM Sci-Fi Romance, Jawk, serves as the conclusion to the Tales of the Chosen series, and the gateway to Antonello Brothers: Immortal series.

Excerpt from Jawk: Tales of the Chosen

In this scene, Luc and his lover, Wulf, are about to begin a session with Jawk, a Kin male. Kin have pointed catlike ears, slashed pupils, and small fangs. They can smell emotion. The three are alone in a room reserved for sensual play.

"Wulf." Luc folded his arms. "Would you like to kiss Jawk?"

"Yes, Master." He moved a little closer.

The Kin curled his fingers and released his claws, but sheathed them again and glanced at Luc. A light dusting of velvety skinfur gave him a golden glow. In this lighting, he looked like a feline angel about to throw his might over to the devil's side. He reached for Wulf.

"No, Jawk. Do not touch him yet."

A growl rumbled in his chest like an angry purr, but Jawk made fists and lowered his hands.

"Stand still. Allow Wulf to kiss you."

The Kin shut his eyes and swallowed, his breathing raspy.

"Kiss him, Wulf. No tongue yet. Do not touch him anywhere other than his lips."

"Yes, Master." Hands behind him, Wulf leaned up and tilted his head to press his mouth into Jawk's. The Kin's ears went down and out--a sign of surrender.

Luc touched the tip of his fingers to his own lips, imagining Wulf's butterfly-soft kiss. Jawk's groan of desire reflected his own. The Kin flexed his hands the same way Luc did.

"Open your mouth, Jawk. Kiss him, Wulf."

Wulf tilted his head as he leaned up to press his mouth to Jawk's. The Kin groaned, the sound ripe with longing. His quick breaths sounded loud in the open room.

Luc chewed his lip, aching for the feel of Wulf's tongue in his own mouth. Stroking deep, tasting of honey and raw lust. Wulf's mouth locked in passion with his, submitting to his kiss, returning it with feverish desire...

"Stop!"

Wulf jerked back. Both he and Jawk glanced at Luc and then stepped away from each other, heads down.

Luc covered his mouth, had to turn his back until he could gain control. He forced himself to swallow twice, slowing down his reactions, slamming one fist into the other hand in an effort to stay focused. Controlled. Sane.

He shut off the nagging thoughts in his mind and turned back. Taking a seat, he motioned Wulf to the other.

Luc leaned back, letting the Kin stare from one of them to the other. The uncertainty on Jawk's face made a good gauge of his concern over what they'd make him do.

Wulf remained silent, head bowed, hands folded in his lap, a smile playing about his mouth. Luc laced his fingers together.

Time to let Jawk earn his keep.

Wulf, Tales of the Chosen

Wulf - Tales of the Chosen

With his career threatened and his life at risk, Wulf must seek help from the one man he swore he would never trust again, Luc Saint-Cyr, a.k.a. the Harbinger. An enigmatic man whose legendary power makes him the most feared person in the empire.

For the Harbinger, saving Wulf is a simple matter of asserting his will. Luc's ties to the Thieves' Guild grant him access anywhere.

He can protect Wulf without difficulty.

Until Luc brings Wulf home for safekeeping, and discovers the real reason for the threats. Protecting Wulf has not only put his and Wulf's lives at risk, it's also risked the life of Luc's teenaged son.

This is beyond protection, now. To the Harbinger, this is personal...

Excerpt from Wulf

In this scene, Luc has brought Wulf to the penthouse Luc calls home. The previous night, though there was a definite sexual attraction between them, Luc refused to act on it, unsure how Wulf felt. This is the next morning, in Luc's exercise room.

Luc pushed himself to complete one more set of crunches. He'd done four sets of forty already, and needed one more set in a different position. When finished, he stretched out on the mat and let himself rest.

The slow fans overhead cooled his damp skin--he'd forced himself to sweat. The erotic dream he'd had about Wulf still lingered in his mind despite the torture he'd put his body through this morning.

Curled up in bed, Wulf's head on his shoulder, they watched a game on Imperinet. Neither cared who won; it was the male camaraderie that mattered. Lovers who were friends first. While the crowd cheered, their kisses grew deeper, longer, until Wulf pulled him down on top of him and submitted to--

The pounding drums in the background music changed, and Luc rolled over and got up, heading for the weights.

"Stop thinking about Wulf." He loaded up sixty pounds of free weights and gripped a set in each hand. Today was his day for focusing on his shoulders, back, and forearms. He faced the mirrored wall, adjusted his grip, and lifted.

Wulf chose that moment to enter the workout area, dressed in nothing but hot pink shorts and white gym shoes.

The weights sailed out of Luc's hands and clunked the floor with a thud.

Dancing out of the way as they rolled toward him, Wulf flashed him a smile of perfect white shiny teeth and warm rosy lips. His eyes sparkled with merriment. He put one foot on the closest weight to stop it.

"Sorry, Luc. Guess I startled you."

"Startled me?" Luc chased down the other weight. "I almost threw these things through the wall."

Luc bent over to pick up the weight near Wulf's foot, and had the treat of rising to see the entire length of Wulf's muscled leg. For a man with dark hair, Wulf's leg hair was more like golden fuzz. What would all that soft hair feel like beneath his hands? Against his mouth? In contrast, Wulf's ripped abs and tanned chest were smooth. Did he shave? Did he shave anything else? Luc finally reached the top of Wulf's body and his gorgeous, clean-shaven face.

The man was grinning; obviously aware Luc had taken his time feasting on his half-bared body.

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