Wicked Gift – Contemporary BDSM – M/M/M

About Wicked Gift

Author: Sean Michael
Word Count: 30,000
Page Count (pdf): 116
ISBN: 978-1-988377-26-1
Date Published: December  201
Publisher: Sean Michael
Price: 3.99
Genre: Contemporary BDSM
Pairing: MMM
Series name and number: n/a
Heat Rating: 

Summary:

Alec has the perfect gift for his lover Kono this year — his best friend Swan.

Kono has a lot of fantasies about being a submissive, while Alec likes to watch and Swan is the best Dom he knows, so a week together fulfilling Kono’s fantasies seems like just the ticket.

Of course, he hasn’t taken into account that maybe there are stronger feelings at play here between all of them. Will these three men turn out to be exactly what they each need for Christmas this year?

Wicked Gift is a reprint – the publisher has changed.

Excerpt:

Prologue

“So, are you interested?” Alec looked at his oldest friend, oft-time fuckbuddy, and the best Dom he’d ever met. “I know Kono wants more than I can give him, and you know what I like.” He liked to watch. A lot.
Swan gave him a long, considering look. “How intense are we talking here? A little light spanking or some deep submission?”
Alec’s cock jerked. “We have a week off together, Swan. I want… I want to see his fantasies come true.”
“Am I in charge?”
He looked Swan over, remembering when the buff blond had been a skinny little college kid, both of them experimenting. “Where do you see me fitting in?”
“What you do best — you’re watching.” He got another look, this one smoldering. “I’ll take you on, too, though.”
“You might not be able to handle two at a time.”
Swan chuckled. “We’re not in college anymore, Alec. If I’m coming in on this, I’m the Dom. Full stop. We won’t both be playing that role, and I’ll be in charge.”
Alec’s cock was hard as nails, his heart pounding, but he fought to keep a straight face, a poker face. “Can you commit to a week?”
“I can.”
“I want to do this for him.” If he wanted to do it for himself, too, that was his own business.
“I do make a hell of a Christmas gift.” Swan gave him a wink.
“Ho ho ho.” Alec grinned back, going for suave, sophisticated, which, okay, not his strongest suit, but it wasn’t an impossible stretch for a software engineer, right?
Swan laughed and held out his hand. “So we’re on?”
Alec shook on it. “You’ll be at the house Friday night?”
“I will. You want me to wear a ribbon around my prick?” Swan was teasing him. He thought.
He took the man at face value, just to be sure. “Nope. Leather. I’ll order pizza.”
“No home cooked meal from Kono?”
“I always order pizza on Fridays.” He liked being able to give Kono a night off from cooking, and god knew, that wasn’t going to be because of his own culinary skills. He was a lucky man to have found someone who loved him who was also a damn good cook.
“All right then. I’m looking forward to some good meals and better service, though. Just to let you know.” Swan smiled, the look predatory. Hot.
“You know I don’t cook. Kono’s food is stunning, which if you’d come over to the house more often, you’d know.” So maybe his gift to Kono was a little bit selfish; he missed his best friend. They saw each other every few months, but more often he and Kono would meet Swan at a play or a restaurant or something like that, not at the house.
Swan just looked at him. “I usually stay away from temptation. Especially when it belongs to a good friend.”
“Kono is temptation itself, huh?” His lover was a lovely man, dark-skinned, long-haired, trim and fine.
“He is. Of course his lover’s not so bad either.” Swan’s gaze swept up and down his body.
Alec snorted, flexed, playing. “Geek chic.”
Swan laughed. “It’s the glasses that do it to me, baby.”
He flipped Swan off, knowing that Alec wasn’t his type, not really. They liked to fuck; they’d done it a lot in college, but the man was a Dom. He liked beautiful, submissive men.
Swan leaned on the bar and pushed Alec’s glasses up a bit. “Don’t sell yourself short, Alec.”
“I don’t. You want another beer?”
Swan went with the change of subject. “Yeah, I want another beer, and I want details on what Kono’s fantasies are.”
Alec waved to the waitress, held up two fingers. Swan gave him a grin, heated anticipation in the bottle-green eyes.
“Perv.” God, Swan was hot.
The man just laughed. “Look who’s talking.”
“Hey, I just like to watch.”
“Exactly.” Swan grabbed his beer which had just arrived and clinked glasses with him. “Exactly.”
They grinned together, and Alec knew, no question, that Kono was going to have the best Christmas present.
Ever.