Big Cocks and Shamrocks!

Welcome to the Big Cocks and Shamrocks - the giveaway hop that combines two of my favorite things. *winks*. Hmm...what else combines big cocks and shamrocks? My new short story, Devlin, featured on Love, Lust and Laptops on March 21st. 

Devlin is part of an anthology of stories surrounding Lucky's Bar and Strip Club in NYC. In Lucky's Charms, my character (Devlin, of course), is a six foot, five inch, tanned and tatted, sex-on-a-stick, leprechaun who loses a bet to his four equally delicious cousins. How do they demand payment? By demanding Devlin go to Lucky's Bar and Strip Club to strip for one month. To get a glimpse of Devlin and his, um, shillelagh, be sure to visit the Love, Lust and Laptops site. But, while you wait, I'll give you a little of my Irish stud...

Devlin’s gaze scanned the crowd, searching for what had triggered the sudden surge to his power. Lights flashed and the music blared to life once again as the next guy prepared to take the stage. Devlin darted his eyes away. The only dick he wanted to see tonight was his own. Preferably as it sank into the heat of a certain … fuck.

Dammit, he enjoyed women. All women. Their luscious curves, soft and warm. He loved the sweet sounds of release that escaped from their pouty lips as he rode them, drove them over the edge while he found his own release. Human, shifter, fae … hell, he’d even done a vampire or two. But, he hadn’t done any riding of late, his mind too preoccupied with the only woman to ever deny him. Preoccupied, hell. He was fucking obsessed.

Keira.

Even her name had the power to make him rock hard. Her amber eyes blazed in his memory and fueled his arousal each night as he jacked himself off. He was certain her allure was grounded in the fact she’d rejected him. A new and unpleasant experience. One he didn’t care to have again.

Devlin drained his glass. She posed a challenge. That was all. Nothing more.

At least that’s what he kept telling himself.

Another surge to his power pulled his gaze to the entrance. His lungs seized as liquor spewed from his lips. Standing in the doorway, looking entirely too edible in her skintight jeans, was the woman who’d haunted his dreams.

What the hell was she doing here? Was she looking for him?

The way she glanced around the bar, he doubted it. She appeared to be whispering to the guy manning the door, whose name Devlin couldn’t remember. The guy waved her through, and she handed over a wad of cash before he directed her toward the stairs on the left. The guy turned and signaled Liam, Lucky’s newest charm, to come over.

Damn, with that amount of cash, she’d either be in a private room the rest of the night, or Liam was about to receive a very large tip.

Keira’s ass wiggled as she shifted from one foot to the other, hesitating briefly at the bottom of the stairs. Nervous, was she? She should be.

Of course, Devlin had no intention of letting Liam touch her. Aside from the fact that it was Liam’s first night and he looked a little nervous, there was no way another man would get his hands on Keira. Not tonight anyway. Tonight, she was all his. He’d have her … oh yes, he’d have her, all right.

And then he’d be able to get her out of his head once and for all.

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Devlin premieres on March 21 - anthology available for download - FOR FREE - in April!

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There are a bunch of great prizes with this hop - and here on my blog, I'll be giving one commenter a copy of my eBook, One Night Stand. Be sure to leave a comment with your email to qualify to win. Winner of my drawing will be selected at random. Fill out the rafflecopter for a chance to win the grand prize!

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