Post by Lily Harlem
Out now, Stand to Attention, a hot new m/m anthology featuring military men, oh yum! Here's the details.
'Almost' by Sean Michael
Hammer let Lane drive him away, but now he’s determined to make Lane the one who almost got away.
Lane lost his legs while saving his unit overseas. It’s been two years and he’s doing his best to come to terms with things, including the fact that he dumped his lover to free the man up from being stuck with a gimp for the rest of his life. Luckily, Lane inherited his Gramps’ cottage — it just needs some renovations to make it wheelchair friendly. He’s determined to make the best of what he’s got.
Hammer was one of the men Lane saved… and his lover while they were in the army together. He let Lane drive him away back when the man first got hurt, but now he’s hunting Lane, determined to make Lane the one who almost got away. Will Lane be able to see past his legs far enough to realise Hammer’s in it for the long haul?
'On the Home Front' by Jambrea Jo Jones
Forgiving yourself is the hardest battle...
Peter "Bulldog" Jakes killed his mother. People tell him it isn't his fault, but he is just as guilty as if he pulled the trigger. Bulldog knew being in the Army Special Forces would eventually hurt his family.
Moby Edwards' heart aches for his First Sergeant and he wants to help, but Bulldog blows him off — every time.
When Bulldog is forced to take leave, Moby follows, but will things out of their control ruin what could be the healing power of friends turned into lovers?
'Who Dares Wins' by Lily Harlem
When secret service becomes not so secret servicing by not one, but two sexy soldiers, Ken learns that dreams can come true in explosive style!
Waiting for my SAS husband Jack to come home safe and sound is always a gut-wrenching, heart-twisting time. I have no idea where he is, what jungle swamp he may be lying out in or desert he might be marching across.
So naturally when he returns to me, our emotions can't fail to run hot and our lust for each other cranks up to sky-high levels. But the one thing about Jack is he lives for the extreme and seizes the moment. I really should have known what would come of me telling him my wildest fantasies.
Oh, yes, he's a guy who gets results…and when he brings home his colleague Slider, equally tough, equally rough, the pair of them can't fail to hit the target. That target happens to be lucky old me and I head off on the ride of my life…
Reader Advisory: This book contains D/s elements and a MMM ménage.
'An Act of Duty' by Elizabeth Coldwell
When duty becomes mixed up with desire, can a battle-scarred soldier leave behind the horrors of war and enter a world of fantasy and fulfilment?
For Corporal Mark Stockdale, a trip to Amsterdam won’t just provide some much-needed R and R away from the horrors of the Afghanistan battlefield — it’s also a way of keeping a promise to a fallen comrade. But violence has a way of seeking Mark out, even in the most peaceful of locations, and when he stops for a drink in a quiet bar, he finds himself stepping in to help its owner, Robin Sneijder, fight off a group of opportunist thieves. Robin shows his gratitude, and Mark is stunned by the depth of the passion between them, and when Mark wakes in the night from a vivid nightmare of the attack that killed his best friend, Ozzy, Robin is there to comfort him.
Robin seems like the perfect partner, and what started as an act of duty turns into an unforgettably erotic encounter. But when Robin confesses he has an overwhelming urge to submit to a hunk in army uniform, Mark is not sure whether he can put aside the realities of war and fulfil his new lover’s most cherished desires. Can he separate fact and fantasy, and give Robin the domination he craves?
Reader Advisory: This book contains graphic descriptions of a roadside explosion, and acts of domination and submission between men.
'Trusting the Army Captain' by Noelle Keaton
When it comes to choosing between advancing his career in the army or being truthful with the man he loves, Patrick learns everything ultimately boils down to trust.
Ambitious army captain, Patrick Bosworth, is eager to advance in his career so that he can live up to his family’s distinguished legacy. But having been passed over for promotion to major twice already, Patrick fears his career has stalled. He worries he’ll never match the accomplishments of other family members, especially his brother, a Bronze Star recipient recently promoted to lieutenant colonel.
When a superior office suggests a way to get the promotion that involves gathering information on a fellow army captain in the Medical Corps, Patrick reluctantly agrees to participate. He regrets the assignment almost immediately, especially when he falls for Craig, the guy he’s supposed to be investigating.
When he forms a passionate and intense bond with Craig, Patrick finds it difficult to separate where his professional obligations end and his personal feelings begin. After working for so long to prove himself a worthy member of his accomplished military family, Patrick has to decide if finally finding the love of his life is worth sacrificing advancement in the army, or even giving up his career itself.
'Letters to a War Zone' by Lucy Felthouse
When lonely insurance broker, Bailey, gets himself a new hobby, he ends up exchanging letters with a war zone. But he’s not expecting what happens next...
Bailey Hodgkiss is lonely and dissatisfied with his boring life as an insurance broker. In an attempt to shake things up a little, he signs up to a website to write to serving soldiers. He’s put in touch with Corporal Nick Rock, and over the course of a couple of letters, the two of them strike up a friendship. They begin to divulge things that they perhaps wouldn’t have said in person, including their preference for men.
Nick encourages Bailey to add more interests to his life. As a result, Bailey picks up his forgotten hobby, photography, and quickly decides to team it up with his other preferred interest, travel.
Booking a holiday to Rome is his biggest gesture towards a more exciting existence, and he eagerly looks forward to the trip. That is, until Nick says he’s coming home on leave, and it looks as though their respective trips will prevent them from meeting in person. Is there enough of a spark between them to push them to meet, or will their relationship remain on paper only?
Want a snippet from Secret Servicing? Keep reading, this is my hot m/m/m story that was super sexy to write and is available as a single title from the 21st of March 2013.
“Come here, Ken, I want what’s mine.”
My heart felt as though it had flipped, my stomach clenched and I flicked the stove to simmer to keep the mushroom risotto I’d cooked warm.
Finally, after two weeks away, my Jack was home.
I dashed across the kitchen, straightening the cutlery on the table set for two as I went, and careened into the hallway.
Would he have me there, straight away? Bend me over the cabinet holding our holiday photographs and plunder his needy, greedy cock straight into my arse?
I hoped so.
Perhaps he’d just kiss me, sweetly at first then ravenously, hungrily until we could take it no more, before he’d push me to my knees and have me suck on his gloriously thick cock until he came in a rush?
That would be good too.
Or maybe we’d dash upstairs, strip, and leap into the shower. He liked me to fuck him in the shower, loved the water slipping around my cock and onto his balls as I penetrated him, so he said.
I’d be up for that. In fact my dick already was.
“Hey, Jack, I’ve...” My words trailed off and my steps faltered.
Jack was not alone.
He stood, in his casual gear—thick boots, mud-brown combats and a tight black T-
shirt—side-by-side a man in identical clothing.
A man I recognised as Slider, Jack’s long-term friend and fellow officer.
Their stances were mirror image. Feet apart, hands on hips, heads stooped slightly
because of the low beams in the cottage hallway. The way their clothes hugged their sleekly defined muscles also matched perfectly.
The only difference was Jack wore a hat, a peaked cap, hiding his super-short crop cut, while Slider didn’t. His stubbly short hair was visible.
“Oh,” I said. “We have company. Hi, Slider. How are you?”
“Been a long time, Ken.” Slider nodded, his lips remaining in a tight line, his face as weathered and serious as I remembered it to be.
“Yes, it has.” I glanced at Jack, silently asking why he hadn’t let me know he was bringing a soldier friend.
Jack gave the smallest shrug and I remembered that he hadn’t taken his mobile phone, as was often the case.
“Yes,” I said, “it must be a couple of years since you visited, but it’s great to see you. I have plenty of dinner. Jack is always ravenous when he gets home.” But usually ravenous for me, I added silently, feeling hugely disappointed that I wouldn’t be getting up close and personal with the cabinet to my left, or dashing up to the shower to plunder Jack’s horny arse.
“I am,” Jack said, dropping the black canvas bag he was holding with a thump and stepping up to me. “Very hungry.”
He curled his hand around the back of my head, encasing my crown in his big palm, and leant down, his lips hovering above mine.
“And I’ve missed you,” he said, sinking his fingers into my long strands of hair. “So fucking much I could kill something.”
I gasped, pressed my hands over his chest and lost myself in his dark, dangerous eyes that were shadowed by his cap.
He never gave in to public displays of affection.
Ever.
It just wasn’t Jack.
“Killing is perhaps a bit extreme,” I managed as a tumble of lust rolled in my stomach.
The look he was giving me—it was that dominant, determined glint that made me want to obey, submit, fold to the floor.
His lips twitched, kind of a smile, then he kissed me. Not just a peck but a hard, passion-infused mating of mouths. His tongue searched for mine, thick, wet and insistent. Our lips moved firmly against each other and his breaths blew onto my cheek.
Eventually he paused for air and smiled down at me properly. “That hasn’t even begun to take the edge off my needs but it’ll do for now.”
