Today's teaser comes from Royal Lines (Boston Rebels 5) – releasing 20 May
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“Please, call me Kaleb.”
“And you can call me Marquis,” I replied, leaving my orange forgotten on the bench as I followed Kaleb like a love-sick puppy. My body was thrumming with pent-up lust that did not abate when I followed behind him up a spiral staircase. His ass was delicious. And knowing – or suspecting – that I might be getting a handful of it soon sent more blood rushing to my cock. It was a miracle that I didn’t pass out and tumble backwards down the old stone stairs due to decreased blood flow to my brain. Kaleb was chattering away as we passed ornate oils hung on the cold gray walls, telling me who each sour faced old monarch was. A Klaus this and an Olav that. Lots of Roman numerals thrown in as well as tidbits about the eccentricities of each ruler.
“It seems a passionate nature runs in the family as my great-grandfather not only had several mistresses he was rumored to be quite enamored of the royal librarian. Of course, a gay romance back then had to be kept in secret. Thankfully today two men who find themselves attracted to each other can sleep with each other without fear of beheading.”
I skidded to halt at the riser, ripping my gaze from his ass to gape at him. “They beheaded people here?”
He turned, the sun streaking in through one of tall arrow-slit windows, making his safflower hair glow like twenty-four karat gold.
“No, I just wanted to get your eyes off my ass.”
His words hung between us, and I lost myself in his beautiful eyes. There was no mistaking that if we were anywhere but in a castle we’d be dragging each other into the nearest room with a lock on the door.
I snorted in amusement. Funny. Real funny your highness.
They’re setting fire to the sheets, but a romance between an out and proud hockey star and a reformed playboy prince could end up burning them both.
Marquis Miller might be one of the NHL’s best players, single, wealthy, and open about his sexuality, but he knows his future lies in taking over the reins of the family’s multimillion-dollar company after retirement. Jumping on the family jet, he heads to Europe, tasked with schmoozing a prince into accepting his company’s bid on a significant castle renovation. Assuming he’d encounter a dusty old monarch well into his dotage, Marquis is stunned to find out that Kaleb is a young, sophisticated, beautiful man with an impressive work ethic, to-die-for eyes, and a certain flair that captures Marquis’s attention.
Dragging the royal palace into the twenty-first century is one battle after another for the king’s youngest son. Juggling renovations, his royal duties, and attempting to reverse his former playboy prince reputation is impossible when everyone keeps dumping problems in his lap. His chaotic life takes yet another turn when an American hockey player arrives at the castle to discuss a renovation project. Marquis is the antithesis of Kaleb’s newly minted, responsible outlook on life, a jock, a player, willing to take chances. Although the forbidden sex is hot, Kaleb is not ready to turn on his family responsibilities for a pretty smile and a smart mouth.
Family is everything and romance will always come in second, until they open their hearts to love.More info →