Tempeste O’Riley is our Featured Author as we continue on the 2016 GRL Author Blog Tour. For Tempeste’s post we are happy to bring you a Character Interview with the men of the Desires Entwined series.
With everyone’s busy schedules and the heat this summer, I thought we could do with some reasons to stay indoors and near the AC 😉 Today we have a few questions for the men of the Desires Entwined series by Tempeste O’Riley. We managed to get the whole group together for a short series of questions, even with their busy lives and travels.
So, our first question goes to James (Bryant) Burns. What quality first attracted you to your man? Or better, what first kept your attention about him?
James: Oh, now if that isn’t a question and a half. The very first? I’m not completely sure. I was so thrown off by him when we first met. He was so powerful, handsome, and his eyes. Goodness me, then there was his voice. But there was just something over all about him that fried my brain. Even once he left that conference room, I was left staring after him wishing… but not even certain for what. How’s that for attracted?
As for was what kept my attention? That’s easy. The fact he didn’t treat me as damaged or weak because of my forearm crutches or even after seeing me have a panic attack. A man that can do all that and still demand you attention, treat you with respect, and bring you flowers… Him, you keep!
Haha. I can see your point. So the fact he’s stunning in and out of a suit had nothing to do with it?
James: *smirks* Nope *Hides his horns under a halo, lol* Not a thing. Seriously, while our relationship has changed from employee/employer to lovers to husbands and Sir/pet, he’s still the powerhouse I met that day that swept me off my feet.
And Seth Burns, what about you? What first attracted you, besides how cute James is?
Seth: His passion. Once he moved past his initial nervous state in that first meeting to actually discussing his ideas and listening to mine about what I envisioned for the BnB chain he was to brand, he lit up so beautifully he was almost hard to look at. Then later, seeing how much he needed someone to care for him, it stirred something in me I’d almost forgotten about. Pushing to see more of James outside of his work obligations was only natural, though he didn’t always make it easy. But CEO’s are nothing if not determined. *winks* And my beloved was more than worth it.
Awww. You to…. This next question is for Chase as he was with James and Seth through some of the events of their story. When you learned about the BDSM past of Seth, did you fear for James? Did you know what it really was?
Chase: *blushes* Sadly, no, I didn’t. I knew some, but not enough to know better that to fear for Jamie—James. James has joint issues and a past that I won’t get into, sorry—if you want to know, read the story as it’s not something I’m up for rehashing—so I can’t lie and say I didn’t fear he was headed into something he shouldn’t.
Seth: I sat down with you both and we talked about it though.
Chase: You did, but that wasn’t her question. See, even sensual Doms are bossy and but in where they ought not to. Honestly though, James couldn’t have found a better partner, even if he does need to relax once in a while.
While I’ve got you here, Chase, how do you, Rhys, Dal, and Alex/Lexi feel about having overlapping storylines?
Chase: Other than the fact it revolves around a horror for me, I’m good with it. I love Rhys.. now. And I adore Dal and Alex. Only Dal calls Alex Lexi.
Dal: That was true to begin with, but that’s not as true now. The more Lexi becomes comfortable dressing and going out when female, the more others have picked up on the Lexi as opposed to just Lex. As for the actual question, I don’t have a problem with the fact our stories overlap. That’s just how the timing happened with how Chase and Rhys finally got over their stupid and got together and when Lexi and I met and fell in love.
Alex/Lexi: Love you too, Dal. The only part I don’t like is that Chase was hurt during the two books. But we can’t help that our author had to include that, it’s just what happened. Thankfully, Tempe included all the good fun parts too 😀
Rhys: Almost losing Chase is the only bad part. Having all the others there, plus our friends, is the only reason I made it through. As much as I didn’t want to fall for the insane little twink, I don’t want to imagine my life without him. And having Dal and Alex there with us, made it easier to bear.
Friends are so important! And this series is all about that. In fact, after all you got your HEAs, it was time for another couple… Simon Tyler has been a close friend to James and Chase for years, unfortunately, he has bad taste in men. Tell me, Chase, what did you do to help him out once you’d found your happiness?
Chase: Hehehe. It wasn’t just me, exactly. James agreed with me. How do you think we got Simon there? I was in charge of making sure Adrian showed up.
Adrian: (signing and speaking) Yeah, but I thought I was just going to dinner with you and some friends. I didn’t know you were going to try to set me up with more than one possible friend.
Simon: And I wasn’t even the most likely one you’d planned for Adrian.
Chase: True. I was more planning to see how they hit it off and see how you reacted to the idea of moving on. The plan had been to see if you were ready yet.
Adrian: And instead, I got the guy. *grin*
Simon: So did I.
You two are so cute I might need a dentist.
Dal: Our author’s only dentist lives in Asheville, so that might be a drive for you. Of course, he’s more a dental surgeon… I can never remember the right name for them. Oh well, you know what I mean. Still, none of us can help.
On that note, I’d like to say a heartfelt thank you for stopping by to see us. I’ve had a lot of fun, as have my guys! Oh, and they wanted me to let you know that yes, there’s more to come. Not all their friend have found their HEA’s some I’m not allowed to move on just yet, lol. If you’ve read Signs of Desire you might even be able to guess who’s up next.
Tempeste
Tempeste O’Riley is an out and proud pansexual genderfluid whose best friend growing up had the courage to do what they couldn’t—defy the hate and come out. He has been their hero ever since. Tempe is a hopeless romantic who loves strong relationships and happily-ever-afters. They has done many things in their life, yet writing has always drawn them back—no matter what else life has thrown their way. They counts her friends, family, and Muse as their greatest blessings in life. They lives in Wisconsin with their children, reading, writing, and enjoying life—especially now that they have joined the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence® (as Novice Sister Eroti-Quill… can’t imagine where that name came from). Tempe is also a proud PAN member of Romance Writers of America®, WisRWA, and Rainbow Romance Writers. Tempe’s preferred pronouns are they/them/their/theirs/themselves. To learn
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- Book Title: Dreamers’ Destiny
- Book Series: standalone
- Author: Tempeste O’Riley
- Publisher: Dreamspinner Press; 1 edition (May 13, 2016)
- Book Length: 204 pages
- Genre: Paranormal, Romance
Liam Grady is the owner of the Feathered Quill, a quirky little bookstore in Asheville, and—though he doesn’t realize it yet—a dream walker. His last relationship failed almost a year ago, and he’s not had the interest or nerve to pursue anyone he’s met since.
Cameron Danu is a tattoo artist from rural Georgia. Cameron is left without a job after his boss, José, is forced to close the shop after a heart attack. When Cameron learns José has set up an interview for him at a small tattoo parlor in Asheville, he hopes for a fresh start in a new town.
Fate brings Cameron and Liam together, and they realize they’ve met before—in their dreams. A chance encounter and a winged tattoo might lead them to their destiny—if fear doesn’t turn their dreams into a nightmare.
LIAM SHIFTED his weight as he straddled Cameron’s hips and positioned himself so his hard cock settled in the valley of Cam’s tight little butt. He loved how Cam’s ass rounded, how there were those prominent little divots near the top that begged for his tongue to dip into them. As he looked down at his lover, his gaze automatically traced the tattoo that covered his back and cheeks. He loved the sensual way the wings arched and curled over his shoulder blades and trailed down the sides of his back, the last bit cupping his firm ass. The Celtic knot in the center framed the slight bumps down his spine in such a way he couldn’t help but trace them on his way down. The gold and silver ink contrasted beautifully against Liam’s creamy, pale skin.
He caressed Cam’s neck and shoulders before he moved down Cameron’s back again. Liam molded a palm over one bare buttock. With the other hand, he stroked up and down Cam’s back. Up and down. His fingers paused on different spots of the tattoo and then started again. Liam bent forward, tracing the intricate design with the tip of his tongue. The hint of sweet skin and musk burst across his taste buds, drawing a groan from deep within him. He never could get enough of this man.
Cameron squirmed, pushing up against Liam. “Lee, please don’t tease.”
He chuckled, loving how ready for his touch Cam always was. “Just taking my time, baby. Can’t get enough of your taste… of you,” he added and nipped Cameron’s side.
“Then taste me lower,” Cam panted, raising his ass as much as possible with Liam still sitting on him. “I know how much you like eating me. Please, Lee.”
Liam did love rimming Cam’s perfect little hole. The way he would writhe and whimper was almost enough to send Liam over the edge on its own.
“Dammit,” he groaned.
He rutted against Cam for a moment, but the simple words and friction made him crave more. Liam continued to trace the intricate pattern down Cam’s back, licking and sucking the flesh as he descended. When he reached Cam’s cheeks, he grasped each and massaged, exposing Cam’s tight passage. Each time he pulled them apart, Cam pushed back into the motion, the whimpers and moans enough to tempt Liam to skip the appetizer.
Instead, though, he pulled Cam’s hips up so Cam was on his knees with his chest on the soft, black sheets of the bed. He loved how Cam’s creamy skin looked against the dark colors. Liam licked his way down Cameron’s cleft, not stopping as he passed over his entrance. He grazed Cam’s taint with his teeth, loving the gasp that escaped. He then licked back up, making several passes but never stopping at the fluttering hole he so desired.
When he finally zeroed in on his target, he alternated nibbling and sucking on the tender flesh there, stabbing into Cam with his tongue.
“Liam, I’m begging you, please… I need…. Dammit, fuck me!” Cameron’s voice was high and needy, as it only got when Liam rimmed him. Liam loved that tone.
He reached out and took the bottle of slick, popped the top, and poured a small amount on his fingers before dropping his mouth down to gently suck one of Cam’s balls into his mouth.
“Oh God!” Cam panted, shaking hard.
He touched Cam’s hole, enthralled with the sounds and the shiver that tore through Cam as he first pet, then slowly pushed his middle finger all the way to the knuckle inside Cam’s willing body. Liam switched to the other ball, laving and sucking on it as he pumped his finger in and out of the hottest, tightest body he had ever felt.
Eventually Liam added a second and then third finger, twisting and scissoring as he went. As Cam fucked himself, Liam sat back on his heels, watching as his fingers disappeared over and over again. He was careful not to hit Cam’s happy button, though, wanting to savor how his body tightened around his cock, not his fingers.
“If you don’t get in me soon, Liam, I’m not going to make it.”
“That’s okay, baby. I’ll pound you through your first and keep filling and stroking you until you’re hard and shooting again.”
Cam shuddered at his words, his hands scrabbling on the sheets as he slammed back harder, the sounds coming from him no longer coherent. When Liam couldn’t take it anymore, he withdrew his fingers and poured more slick into his palm.
Cam twisted his head so he could glower, his silver eyes blown wide. “What the—?” He stopped and stared as Liam made a production of stroking the lube up and down his cock, caressing and squeezing the shaft.
“Head down, ass high, Cam,” Liam barked, loving how fast Cam hurried to do as ordered.
When Cam was in place, Liam lined the tip of his rod up to the tight, pulsing hole and gave short, teasing jabs. Cam only tolerated it for a minute or two before he slammed backward, impaling himself on Liam’s hard cock in one violent push.
Desperate not to lose it already, Liam held on tight to Cam’s hips, holding him in place until his need backed off a bit. The pulsing of Cam’s muscles around him made it harder to accomplish, but he wouldn’t change a thing about the man under him. Once Liam was certain he wouldn’t come, he began slow, full slides, reveling in the exquisite heat wrapped around him.
Cam reached back with one hand, clutching Liam’s hip, tugging at him. Liam knew what Cam wanted, but refused to change his pace. Since he still held Cam hard, Cam was completely at his mercy—a fact Liam thoroughly enjoyed.
“What’s the matter, Cam?” he asked, thrusting harder and faster for a moment before slowing down again. “What do you need, baby?”
“Dammit, Lee! Fuck me through the goddamn bed!” he roared, tightening around Liam until Liam saw stars.
Liam released Cam’s hips, took two handfuls of cheek instead, and pulled them apart. He watched for a moment as his cock slid in, but then pulled back and slammed in hard. Over and over again, he drilled into Cam’s willing body, shifting until Cam keened with every thrust. Happy with his angle, he sped up again, his thrusts brutal as he took everything Cam offered and more.
Cam screamed, his body tightening painfully around Liam, but Liam kept pounding through Cam’s release, not ready to end the pleasure for either of them. He slowed when Cam’s body sagged and his channel unclenched, but did not stop.
He reached around Cam and scooped up some of his spend to use as lube. He wrapped his large hand around Cam’s half-hard shaft and stroked in time with his gentler thrusts, squeezing and tugging the way he knew Cam liked best.
The jolt under him from Cameron made him chuckle, as did the begging that started back up again. “God, you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
“Nope,” he argued, adding a twist to the head of Cam’s cock as he stroked and thrust. “But I can never get enough of you, so shut up and let me love you,” he demanded.
“Liam….”
He pulled out and flipped Cam over, needing to see Cam. Looking into Cam’s stormy gray eyes wasn’t a want; it was an all-encompassing compulsion.
“What are you—?”
“Keep your eyes open,” he barked. As soon as Cam opened them again and met his gaze, he slammed back inside, thrusting so hard he shifted Cam up the bed in increments. “I need to see you come for me, baby. Please, come.” His voice bottomed out on the last word.
Electricity crackled deep in his gut and spine, his balls pulled up tight, but he couldn’t go over the edge until his lover did. When he wrapped his fingers around Cam’s angry red member again and pulled, Cam arched back and his mouth dropped open, but no sound came out. His dick spewed shot after shot of viscous white fluid over Liam’s hand and abs.
The sight alone sent Liam hurtling over the razor’s edge he’d been hovering on, his body throbbing in time to his heartbeat as he emptied into Cam’s body. With the last pulse of his dick, his arms gave out and he slumped down onto Cam’s chest, spent.
After a moment Liam shifted and gently withdrew before he collapsed on his side. When Cam didn’t move, he chuckled, pulled him over, and wrapped his body around Cameron’s still-trembling form.
“Liam?” he whispered.
“Hmm?” Liam nuzzled his lips against Cam’s nape.
“Thank you.”
Confused, he shifted so he could look into Cameron’s eyes. “For what, baby?”
“For being so good to me and always knowing what I need.” Cam leaned in, brushing his lips against Liam’s so softly, they barely touched.
“I—”
Beep…. Beep…. Beep….
“No! Not yet!”
Beep…. Beep…. Beep….
“Dammit,” Liam Grady growled as he opened his eyes to the early morning sun peeking through his curtains. He turned his head away and tried to ignore the evil little noisemaker on his nightstand. Even though he knew it was useless, he reached out and smoothed his hand over the cold sheets.
Another damn dream.
