Hi, folks, we’re pleased to bring you Talon PS today with an Exclusive Excerpt from the newest novel in the Dominion of Brothers Series, Right One 4 Diesel.
Blurb: Diesel Gentry knows exactly want he wants. Like his brother, he wants a Unicorn, a life slave to surrender her every desire and need to him— who is, in essence and body, the very same woman his brother, Trenton Leos, already possesses. He also wants Paris Dalqeaute.
He had that powerhouse body in his domineering grip once before, but Diesel purposely let the fallen angel slip through his fingers. Being a Master of Doms within the BDSM lifestyle, Diesel knew he had to set Paris free— thinking and hoping Paris would eventually come back to him, submit to Diesel willingly, and not just because Paris’ job description required him to. After all, Paris had been hired as the director for the fetish and BDSM events down at the island resort Diesel and his brothers owned. Except Paris never did return; while he proved his value to his title, he has also been using his work to hide from Diesel.
It’s been a year now and Diesel’s bed and life have remained empty ever since. It’s time the running stopped.
Finding Paris wasn’t going to be the hard part— breaking down his walls to trust the two of them to commit to a life together was going to be the real challenge.
But even if Diesel succeeds, there is a problem with their future— what’s to come threatens the lives of everyone Diesel loves— and he doesn’t even know it yet.
Right One 4 Diesel is a part of a series that, until now, has been comprised of largely standalone books. In this next installment to the series, that readability is no longer the case. Right One 4 Diesel is not a standalone read; it is an action-packed novel that does not allow room for re-introduction of its supportive characters who were introduced in Books 1 through 4 of the Dominion of Brothers series. While it is recommended that you read all of the books in the series, Books 1 and Book 4 are needed to be able to follow along with the least chance of encountering “holes” in information or plot.
Excerpt: Paris rolled to his knees and pushed up into Diesel’s lap, rubbing his face, spiked mask and all, into the denim jeans, trying to get at the very item that should have been stuffed nine inches up his ass right now. However, he’d be damned if he was going to hide how horny he was. Not for anyone. He might not get fucked here on the sofa, but he would put on the seduction enough that mister interruption would either beg to join them or leave to get out of their way.
Paris’ next move was to pop the top button on Diesel’s pants. Ever since the bank hostage ordeal, Paris’ lust, which had already been insatiable to start, became damn near unmanageable.
“You know, for the Patronus, you don’t seem to have a whole lot of control over your pet.” The unnamed man sitting next to them was challenging Diesel.
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Diesel didn’t falter under the jab from Ian Paul in the slightest. The New York precinct detective had recently become a paid VIP member for an agenda other than pleasure. That much, Diesel was certain of. However, that didn’t mean Ian knew anything about him or Paris.
“You know, I had a Great Dane once.” Diesel began to pet Paris, who was still pawing over him, keeping him worked up and ready. He liked it. It empowered him, sitting here, getting his cock rubbed down in front of a detective. It said one thing, if nothing else— it made it clear the law had nothing condemning on them, if Ian so much as decided to go from member to cop again. “Dog was housebroken and all, but he was always getting into things, chewing up my shoes, didn’t heel worth a shit, and the damn thing thought he was a lap dog too. When I took it for walks, he’d get so excited he’d just want to run and he often looked like he was walking me. So I went and got a skateboard and let him pull all he wanted, like a chariot horse.” Diesel reached down, grabbing Paris by the back of his head, fisting his fingers tightly in the black hair, pulling his head back and away from his straining cock. “I loved that damnedable dog, but there is no doubt I love the fact that this pet sucks my dick. And no one and nothing sucks me like my pet Imp here.” Diesel leaned in and licked right up the center of Paris’ muzzle mask. Ran his tongue up the line of spikes, then set him free and sat back, giving off a rare show of his own arrogance like a crown. “You see, to an outsider, it may seem like he’s the one in control, but I assure you— he is serving me— just as I want him to.”
About the Author: We Came— We Saw— and then we made it sexy.
And that’s pretty much how the Twins came to write Erotic Romances and Dark Fantasies. Both Talon P.S. and Princess S.O. have been writing together since they were kids, always challenging and competing with each other, and always each other’s biggest supporters.
Writing has always been an affair creating Fictions of Dark Apocalyptic Fantasy and Film Scripts in the Action/Drama and a few Sci-Fi’s. It wasn’t until they began an ancient history tale that the works turned to the Erotic Genre and they’ve been hooked ever since.
After a life time of gathering experiences, and honing their story telling skills, they have finally started putting them to novel size tales. Sadly, Talon passed away in 2012 leaving the books he started with his twin, entrusting her as his ghost writer, making her promise to see them completed before joining him.
So have those book moments ready, as Talon always says—