Welcome to week 5 of Tease
Me Thursday! When it's not quite Friday, and you're
feeling like some fun from your favorite authors and authors you haven't met
yet. Come on in, have a seat, and most of all... have fun! For this hop
you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or
something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from,
A harsh choking sound drew Jeff’s attention. Zygi
was as pale as skim milk, with a hard blush riding his cheeks and a rather
large bulge tenting his pants. His eyes were eating Morpheus alive. The God of
Dreams stood quietly, his head bowed with his long, wavy gray hair curling
around his shoulders. His wings fluttered slightly as they spread open. The
deep, sinful black of his wings glistened in the light, blue-black highlights
reflecting in his feathers. His nails, usually clear, were black. Morpheus’s
body glowed with a soft light, an inner radiance that gave him a look of
vulnerability and seething, raw sexuality. He also wore a loincloth that showed
his hip bones. His body was smooth, the muscles toned. Where Cupid portrayed a
mischievous innocence, Morpheus portrayed smoldering eroticism.
“Fucking hell,” Zygi whispered.
“Oh, Zygi.” Morpheus sighed, and that broke the
silence.
A chaotic blend of raised voices erupted across the
throne room as everyone spoke at once. Garrett pulled Randy close to him, his
arm wrapped around his husband in a protective gesture. Both men were pale and
shocked.
“What the hell?” Garrett demanded.
“Where are we? How did we get here? Where is here?”
Randy gasped.
“Cam, what’s going on?” Jeff stared at his mate—his
very sexy mate. “Jesus, you… you… look…. Holy Mother of God.”
