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cop logo 2Every once in a  while I toss a promo into my blog sites. Why? Because author = penniless. 😀

I could also use a review or two from you awesome readers. My work is thoughtful, plotful, and pretty damn hot.

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Three sexy, action packed and character-driven series from Erin O’Quinn.

THE GASLIGHT MYSTERIES: Two private dicks in Ireland’s roaring twenties stalk criminals—and the wild four-poster. http://amzn.to/2CZsBxm

BURNS! MYSTERIES: An undercover cop meets a mysterious man running from the law. What could be wrong with finding Mr. Right? http://amzn.to/2BRlmIn

NEVADA HIGHLANDER: A Scot with serious swag teams up with a Nevada cop. Sparks and Levi’s fly! http://amzn.to/2kZE8VU

The links take you to a Kindle Series page on Amazon. Other links available on request.

#MM #erotic #romance #mystery #action- #adventure

SLEEPING WITH DANGER is in progress!

Note that the capstone novel of the Burns! series is not listed in Amazon’s series link, because it’s not a novella. That link is here

COME AGAIN, MY LOVE:
http://amzn.to/2iWI0Zt

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(Chapter 5, continued… The links below will lead you to the first four-plus chapters.)

As soon as he and Rory shut the bedroom door to the outside world, the reality hit him. He was going to the Highlands. Not just in a few weeks or days—but tomorrow. Before crack of dawn tomorrow. He half-listened to the splash of Rory’s long piss in the bathroom twenty feet away while his heart pounded a fast beat, a kettledrum rattling in his rib cage.

When Rory walked back into the bedroom, his Levi’s fly gaping open, Alex was still rooted to the spot, his back against the door, trying to sort it all out in his mind.

“What shall we take? When will we leave? Fuck, Rory, I feel twelve years old again.”

The Scot closed the gap between them in six strides, pinning back his hands and licking his mouth. “That sounds good, lad.”

“What?”

“What you said. Fuck Rory.”

He had no intention of putting off a good resounding fuck. And tonight by god he would be the fucker. He’d been horny all day, since he’d squatted with his back to another door, listening to the call of seabirds, thinking about Rory’s talented mouth, pulling his own prick.

Memory—and interruption— are powerful stimulants.

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He let Rory unfasten his button and unzip the loose Levi’s while they took turns sucking each other’s tongue and cheeks and earlobes.

“Tub,” he managed to gasp.

“Bicycle seats are sexy, Alejo.”

“For you maybe.” He untangled his hands and grinned at Rory. “Put me in the tub and at least wash my balls first.”

“Och, I can do that with my spit.”

“And I’ll never say never. After a bath.”

A few minutes later he was reclining in Rory’s massive marble tub, legs spread, letting his dedicated lover lather his cock and balls, trying to hold back a long moan.

“Good, love?”

“Very good, Rory. Too good. Trade places with me.”

“Och, I owe you from this morning…”

“Since when do we keep score?”

Using the edges of the tub, he hauled himself out of the soapy water and stood looking down at his kneeling companion. “Lie back, Rory. And face me. Now.”

He could not explain a sudden need to take this dominant man, make him shout until he was hoarse.

“Is that an order, Alejo?”

Si, cabrón.”

Rory’s mustache lifted over an evil smile. “Gang warily.”

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The Drummond Clan cry, the one Rory had directed to be engraved on their rings. Go carefully.

“Raise your legs to my shoulders, love. And I promise I’ll go, and come warily too.”

They rarely fucked in the missionary position—mainly because Rory was usually too impatient to turn him on his ass instead of his belly. Also because the big guy invariably struggled for dominant position.

But tonight Alex was a beast. He was willing to crack the goddamn marble tub to get his way.

“A highland fuck, Rory. Legs up. A ride to the peak.”

He saw the smolder in the man’s sea-green eyes, knew him well enough to sense the moment of surrender.

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He knelt between Rory’s raised thighs and leaned into his mouth. His prick knew the way well enough, below the swollen testes, past the taint, into the cumberland gap, up the trail of tears…

He timed his tongue-sucks with his measured thrusts. Once or twice he pulled away from the open mouth to watch the face, the way his partner’s glazed-over eyes rolled back…loving the slack of his jaw, the grunts of desire, the chipped-flint of his nipples.

When he could not hold back, when Rory’s tunnel began to buck and shiver and jump, when he heard the guttural bellow of his lover’s release, he came in a cascade of hot need.

~oOo~

He was satisfied on one level. But lying in the dark next to his bed mate, Alex felt a hunger for more.

“Rory.”

Hmmmmph.”

“What is a spittal?”

“Och, lad. ’Tis hospital with the hos removed.”

“Meaning…”

Rory sighed and rolled onto his side.  Tracing his mouth with one finger, he spoke in sleep-blurred syllables.

“Long time ago. Hundreds of years. In the Cairngorms, Alejo, the wolves…the human predators too…the highlanders built spittals, places for healing.”

“So Gleann Cu is a spittal?”

“Aye, once. Now just a hamlet. The word cù means whelp, Alex. Or better, it means wolf. Back when the worst killers wore claws instead of the king’s colors.”

Rory collapsed back onto the soft bed, ready to resume his slumber. Five-thirty in the morning would clamor soon. They planned to leave a little before daybreak, half after seven, hit the road before traffic built up. There was still a lot to do before then, including sleep. Alex knew that, but he was too keyed up to succumb to dreams. He had enough real-life fantasies he could ride, hard, into the coming dawn.

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The first four and a half chapters of this work in progress are on another blog. Start here…and follow the pages titles listed on the right side panel.

https://leblogcestmoi.wordpress.com/sleeping-with-danger-begins-here/ 

 

 

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Castle Stalker…one of the best-preserved medieval tower-houses to survive in western Scotland. In the current story we’ll see another tower-house, the one owned by Clan Drummond.

And a reminder: The Nevada Highlander series is on sale only at Smashwords, half price throughout July. Follow this link

Smashwords http://bit.ly/1s3cf1q (epub format)

The Amazon Kindle page (not discounted) is here:

https://amzn.to/2kZE8VU 

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Well, a lot has transpired in a year. Not to bore you, but life happens…bad elections, expired contracts, backlog of re-writes, health issues, yada yada. Bottom line: Erin O’Quinn is back with two all-new re-releases…and a brand-spanking-new title.

~oOo~

The 5-year contracts finally expired on my Iron Warrior duo, and  so I scrubbed them like a good mom and put them back on the bookshelf. See links below. But most important: this past November during Nanowrimo, I was free to write the final book in the series.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Just published! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Each man must come again—whether he wants to or not.

Four warriors return to a place ten years burned into their past, along with a fifth wheel who has his selfish reasons: Two secret lovers… A priest-in-training… The high king’s wise man… And one full of secrects who, in spite of his own fear and deceit, cannot turn from the trail of a desirable man.

Third of the Iron Warrior trilogy.

MM erotic ancient Ireland & Britannia MayDecemberRomance StandaloneNovel

Kindle US http://amzn.to/2n3ojQ7
Kindle UK http://amzn.to/2DAaJOs
Sea to Sky (pdf or epub) http://bit.ly/2n1frcN
Smashwords (epub) http://bit.ly/2DDap0y

 

For those who’d like to start at the beginning, here’s a link to the first two novels. Each can be read as a stand-alone, but of course the men’s relationship grows and changes as the books continue.

 http://amzn.to/2n3sTgh 

Don’t miss an explicit passage from the novel, right here on this blog. Go  to “Not Safe for Facebook”: http://bit.ly/2rL8n9J


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