by Jessica E. Subject
We always remember our first kiss and the first time we have sex. There is something magical and memorable about these moments for most. In reading, I remember the first BDSM story I read. It opened my eyes to a brand new world, and a whole lot of fun.
And in writing, it’s much the same. I like to try new things under the scope of romance. While penning The Power of Three, I wrote a story of many firsts. This is my first paranormal romance, my first erotica story, and my first story told in strictly the male POV. It’s also my first ménage to involve M/M action. Pretty exciting for a story I originally wrote just for fun.
Bo and Delayna, although reluctant, experience many firsts as well when Oscar joins them in their bedroom. I hope you’ll experience them, too in The Power of Three.
“Listen, Del. I understand your obsession with the paranormal, but does this thing really need to be in the bedroom?”
Oscar’s heart raced, the man’s fingers achingly close to his stone cock. He needed out of the statue. Now.
“I don’t complain about the model airplanes all over the house, including this spaceship looking one that’s suspended above our bed, do I?” Stepping back, she settled her hands on her hips.
The view? Perfection.
“That Stealth Bomber is worth more than your silly statues and doesn’t cause concussions.”
She rolled her eyes and lunged, making her tits bounce. “Really, because I could’ve sworn you hit your head on it the other day when we were making the bed. Now, give him here, please.”
“You don’t care that this thing hurt me, do you?”
“Maybe he’s jealous that you were getting some and he wasn’t.”
Ain’t that the truth.
Bo glared at her. “So not funny.”
Did she know he was really in there? Could she feel him watching her, wanting her?
Bo lowered him to her palm, but didn’t let go. “You and your creatures.”
She leaned forward and kissed the bump on his head, her breast rubbing across Oscar. “But you love me anyway.”
And then a loud crack filled the air. Light surrounded him and he was falling.
As if being sucked out of the stone, Oscar sprang from his prison and landed on the floor on hands and knees. Taking a deep, refreshing breath, he stood and stretched his arms high into the air in all his naked glory. Being confined to such a small space had left him stiff, and not in a good way.
Delayna gasped, glancing from him to the broken bits of stone on the carpet.
“What the hell?” Bo grabbed the bed sheet and draped it over his wife, knocking the gargoyle remnants in her hand onto the carpet. “Who the fuck are you, and how did you get here?”
He stumbled back. “I’m Oscar and I think, somehow, you both set me free.” The evil sorceress, Catalis, hadn’t bothered to explain how the curse worked, tossing him into this world and the stone figure before he’d had the chance to ask.
Delayna giggled as she eyed him from head to toe, her gaze sending electric sparks along his spine.
He winked at her. Now that he could move, he longed even more to touch every graceful curve.
Bo grabbed a phone. “I’m calling the cops.”
Jessica Subject started writing to encourage her daughter to read. Now she writes to keep herself grounded. Although she reads many genres, she enjoys writing Science Fiction Romance the most and believes everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after. She lives Southwestern Ontario, Canada with her husband and two kids and loves to hear from anyone who has enjoyed her stories.
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