Sunday, August 7, 2016

Sunday Snog 238: Quarantine (#mm #scifi #giveaway )


Hosting Kenn Dahll yesterday made me long for a bit more M/M loving, so I dived into my backlist and came up with an edgy kiss excerpt for today’s Sunday Snog, from my M/M scifi erotic romance Quarantine

Give it a read, then leave me a comment telling me why you think M/M erotic romance is so popular. I’ll randomly select one person to receive a copy of any of my M/M books your choice!

When you’re done with my snog, do head back to Victoria’s place for more sexy Sunday kisses.

When love is forbidden, the whole world’s a prison.

Dylan Moore will do anything for freedom. Seven years ago, a gay plague spread to heterosexuals, killing millions and sparking brutal anti-gay riots. The Guardians rounded up men who tested positive for the homogene and imprisoned them in remote quarantine centres like desolate Camp Malheur. Since then, Dylan has hacked the camp's security systems and hoarded spare bits of electronics, seeking some way to escape. He has concluded the human guards are the only weakness in the facility's defences.

Camp guard Rafe Cowell is H-negative. He figures the lust he feels watching prisoner 3218 masturbate on the surveillance cameras must be due to his loneliness and isolation. When he finally meets the young queer, he discovers that Dylan is brilliant, brave, sexy as hell – and claims to be in love with Rafe. Despite his qualms, Rafe finds he can't resist the other man's charm. By the time Dylan asks for his help in escaping, Rafe cares too much for Dylan to refuse.

Dylan's plan goes awry and Rafe comes to his rescue. Soon they're both fugitives, fleeing from militant survivalists, murderous androids, homophobic ideologues and a powerful man who wants Dylan as his sexual toy. Hiding in the Plague-ravaged city of Sanfran, Dylan and Rafe learn there's far more than their own safety at stake. Can they help prevent the deaths of millions more people? And can Rafe trust the love of a man who deliberately seduced him in order to escape from quarantine?


Dylan took a step or two towards the white-suited guard, holding the candle high. Rafe rose from the bench, scowling, sweat gleaming on his proud forehead and prominent nose. The powerful gloved hands clenched and unclenched, a clear signal of the man’s uncertainty. Good.

What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You want another stint in the hole?” he growled. Dylan moved closer and, by God, the guard backed away.

You look like you’re feeling hot, Rafe. Why don’t you take off the monkey suit? You know I’m not contagious.” Dylan kept his voice low and even, as though he were trying to reassure a frightened animal. “Make yourself more comfortable. Don’t worry, nobody knows we’re here together. I blinded the spy eyes. And there’s no electricity anyway.” He stepped forward again. This time Rafe held his ground.

Keep away from me, faggot!” Despite Rafe’s glare, this sounded more like a plea than a command. Dylan set the candle down on the rail separating the generators from the aisle. He closed the few feet of distance between them.

Let me help you,” Dylan murmured, pulling the zip on the suit down to Rafe’s waist.

Get your filthy hands off me!” Rafe yelled. But he didn’t move as Dylan opened the suit all the way down to his crotch. Dylan resisted the temptation to reach inside and stroke the erection he knew he’d find there. Instead, he pushed the garment off Rafe’s shoulders. The slithery fabric crumpled around Rafe’s knees.

Relax,” said Dylan. “Sit down.” He seated himself on the bench, the polished wood cool against his bare buttocks. Like an automaton, Rafe did the same. The black man kicked off the biohazard gear. For a moment they simply stared at each other.

Dylan felt his nipples tighten and his cock lift under the guard’s scrutiny. It really was lucky the guy was so attractive. It made everything easier.

He could read the emotions shuttling across Rafe’s face. Hell, the guy was an open book. The anger was mostly gone. Now fear, guilt and lust battled it out on those noble features. Dylan sat quietly, holding Rafe’s eyes, his cock growing harder with every passing second. Rafe’s nostrils flared. He breathed through his mouth, panting as though he was running a marathon. His gaze flicked down to the rod of flesh rearing up from Dylan’s groin.

What do you want?” he asked finally, his voice almost a whisper.

You know what I want. You.”

He leant forward, brushing his lips across Rafe’s. The other man started. Dylan seized the guard’s shoulders and pulled him into a fierce kiss. Rafe did not resist. In fact, he opened his mouth to allow Dylan’s questing tongue inside.

Exultation flared in Dylan’s heart. Still devouring the guard’s mouth, he slid his hands down Rafe’s massive biceps and then over his solid chest, pulling at the Velcro that kept the shirt closed. The guard’s skin was smooth, warm, and moist with sweat. Dylan’s fingers skimmed over the patch of tight frizz between Rafe’s breasts, then fastened on one fat nipple. Rafe gasped, grabbed Dylan’s head, and deepened the kiss.

This was almost too easy. Dylan cupped the huge bulk of Rafe’s erection, trapped inside the tight trousers. “I want to see you naked,” he said, close to Rafe’s ear. “Please, baby…”

Rafe abruptly broke the embrace. Damn. Had he moved too fast for the homophobic guard? Rafe turned his broad back to Dylan and shucked off his shirt. Dylan licked his lips at the sight of the muscles shifting in that sleek, chocolate brown expanse. Rafe kicked off his boots then yanked his pants down to his ankles. Finally he peeled off the gloves and tossed them onto the concrete floor.
When he faced Dylan again, his eyes were glowing coals. His cock rose like a pillar of basalt between his powerful thighs. His abdomen rippled as he sucked in breath. He was magnificent, like some ancient god. Dylan wanted to worship him.


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9 comments:

Kai Tyler said...

Now, that's a snog and a half. ;)
What's there not to love about M/M erotic romance? Two or more hot men + sexy situations = hey voila!

bn100 said...

was interesting
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Jen B. said...

Scary setup. I fear something like this could totally happen. I want to know how this story ends. jepeb (at) verizon (dot) net

H.B. said...

So interesting. Thank you for the trailer and excerpt!
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Anonymous said...

There's a greater range of attractive male characters (not just boring alphas), and less-predictable arcs to the romance!

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Colleen C. said...

Just something really sexy and hot reading about two guys together... greenshamrock ATcoxDOTnet :)

pansypetal said...

Guys have always been allowed to be vocal about enjoying two women together. Finally, we women are being allowed to voice their pleasure in having two guys get it on. Equal rights is slowly coming to the sexual revolution. That and with indy publication, writers do not have to depend on homophobic men dictating what can be published. They are still trying but not very successfully. Thank you. pansyparsons at hotmail dot com

Debby said...

Intriguing excerpt. I really would like to read more. I like the emotion and the caring in MM books.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Lisabet Sarai said...

Thanks, everyone for commenting!

Congratulations to HB, who's my winner this time.

I've got another snog today, a vampire kiss...

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