Sean Michael

Thank you, Marie, for allowing me to be a part of your Christmas Party on your blog!

I love Christmas and I love doing Christmas stories, as may be evidenced by the fact that this is my third year doing one for Changeling and my uh, more than that year of doing one for Torquere Press.

Changeling's theme this year was Santa's Helpers and I jumped in eagerly with a story featuring two North Pole elves -- one a doll maker, the other The Sleigh mechanic. I had great fun writing it and the result is fun and sexy and kinky. And bells are definitely rung by the elves J

Christmas Elves are Ringing: Can Bane give Joey the attitude adjustment he needs in time to fill Santa's sleigh with toys?

Buy link: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1957

Changeling also has my previous two Christmas titles on sale for only 99cents! They are both m/m/f.

Stranded: Russ and Gretchen are stranded in Vegas for Christmas. Can Dave make their holiday spanking hot?

Buy link: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1735

Bound for Christmas: Jenny's got the perfect present for her husband: a pretty boy toy, wrapped up with Christmas ribbon.

Buy link: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1514

The other Christmas story I did this year was supposed to be a short, kinky story and the characters ran away on me and I wound up with a Christmas novella called Wicked Gift.  I usually do a Hammer Christmas Auction story, but the Wicked Gift guys stole my writing time this year!

Wicked Gift: Can you give your best friend to your lover for Christmas? Alec is sure gonna try and if he's lucky, all three of them will end up having the best Christmas ever.

Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_85&products_id=3764

If you're looking for past Hammer Christmas Auction books they are:

Christmas Auction: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_91&products_id=2395

Christmas Angel: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_91&products_id=2971

Christmas Homecoming: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_91&products_id=3473

Here's an excerpt for Christmas Elves are Ringing:

Snow was falling, the sounds of choirs practicing grating on Joey’s ears. They left that behind as they kept moving, though, and Bane swatted him twice more before they pushed through the door to their home.

The house was like a little oasis -- warm and dark, masculine, without a single hint of green or red. It was perfect, and one hundred percent theirs.

They didn’t stop in the front room. Or the kitchen. And they didn’t turn into the bedroom. Instead, Bane went right, straight to the little room where they... played.

Oh, fuck him. Yes. “I’m not going in there!” He screamed the words out, kicking again.

“Not your choice, baby.” Bane closed the door once they were in. Locked it. Only then was he put down.

They stood there, staring each other down, both breathing hard.

Then Bane grabbed Joey’s sweater and pulled him up hard against that amazing body, mouth coming down like a ton of bricks on his. He let himself feel that for a moment, just opening up, drowning for a moment in the kiss. Nobody kissed like Bane. Nobody.

Once he had his balance back, he started fighting again, giving them both what they needed. He was moved backward, slowly but surely, Bane stronger than him, more determined.

“I was working, you asshole.”

Bane snorted. “You were not.”

“Was too!” Fucker.

“You were throwing shit around.” Bane dragged him right over to the padded bench and pushed him over it on his stomach. It put him at exactly the right level for Bane to fuck him. Please God, please let Bane fuck him.

“I was frustrated! I’m on a deadline.”

“So am I.” There was a grin in Bane’s words.

Joey’s legs were spread, his right ankle put into a cuff. He kicked out with his left, the action somehow putting it right in Bane’s heavy hand.

“Good elf,” murmured Bane, hand stroking his sole before attaching the cuff.

Shackled to the padded bench, he opened up, trusted Bane with his truth. “I’m trapped, in my chest. It’s like I can’t breathe.”

“You know you can ask when you need things. You don’t have to throw tantrums.” Bane grabbed Joey’s right hand and stroked his palm several times before cuffing his wrist to the bench.

“I need to.” Sometimes. Lots of times. This whole... thing they’d found was newish still. Good and necessary, but newish.

Bane gave him a sudden, surprising grin as his other wrist was cuffed. “It’s kind of hot.”

If you leave a comment, on Saturday (the 15th) I will randomly choose a winner to receive a copy of the winner’s choice of Stranded, Bound for Christmas, Christmas Auction, Christmas Angel or Christmas Homecoming

Thanks again to Marie for hosting!

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything

www.seanmichaelwrites.com

As well as Sean's own contest, commenters on all Changeling Press posts - including this one! - will be entered to win a past Changeling Christmas series!