Dominus Book 3
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Conquer. Own. Sacrifice everything.
Gaius Fabius knows a healthy son will secure his claim to the throne of Rome, but his devotion to his illegal Dacian pleasure slave, Allerix, could destroy his dreams of supreme power. Determined to solve the mysterious murder of a dear friend, Gaius searches for clues hidden deep in the palace that threaten his future and his family.
But while he and Allerix share passions in and out of the bedchamber, another assassination sends Gaius and his captured prince back to the vanquished kingdom of Dacia. In order to protect his beloved concubine, can Gaius find the courage to sacrifice his own heart?
Lose. Submit. Betray everyone.
Allerix knows vengeance for the vicious destruction of his homeland is within tantalizing reach, but only if he can convince his Roman master to trust him. When an unexpected ally interrupts his plans, Alle sets aside his lust for revenge to embrace the ecstasy of Gaius’s unbridled devotion.
But a surprise reunion with a childhood friend and an unforeseen return trip to Dacia remind Allerix of all he has lost while revealing the honor and glory that remain to be won. To earn the respect of his surviving kinsmen, can Alle betray the only man he has ever loved?
Dominus is a plot-packed m/m historical fantasy set in ancient Rome during the reign of Trajan (AD 98-117). Blood Before Wineis the third book in this four-book alternative history saga—a tumultuous adventure of forbidden love, humor, friendship, political intrigue, deception, and murder.
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 36-45
Protagonist 2 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Age Difference, Badass Hero, Cultural Differences, Enemies to Lovers, Forbidden Love, Hurt / Comfort, Lost Heir, May/December, Mind Games, Pets Are 'Portant, Rescue, Star-Crossed Lovers, Tease and Denial, Thrill of the Chase, True Love
Word Count: 125000
Setting: ancient Rome, anciant Dacia (Romania)
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters
Gaius folded his arms and smiled, daring Alle with his eyes. “Then fucking take charge like a grown wolf, Allerix.”
Alle’s racing heart forced his feet to move. After ambling to the serving table, he snatched the full cup of wine from Gaius’s hand and returned to the foot of bed, excitement and apprehension prickling his skin. Thickening his tongue.
Against his will, a nervous giggle erupted from his throat.
“Why are you laughing?” Gaius demanded to know. His befuddled scowl only caused Allerix to laugh harder. Finally Alle caught his breath long enough to explain, “I’ve never ordered anyone around, except my little sister.”
Shit.
He’d never admitted his pain out loud in front of anyone.
Alle took another sip of wine and shut his eyes.
READ MOREHe was a second son, a prince with no power. Shithead Tarbus had always been the favorite in their father’s eyes. His cruel half-brother, the vicious brute. The heir to their family’s scrawny, insignificant kingdom. Even if Dacia had won the wars against Rome, Alle would never have worn Thiamarkos’ crown. No matter how hard he fought, no matter how skillfully he wielded a blade, Allerix would always be the cocksucking deviant second son. A perverted princeling who fancied boys instead of girls. Unworthy of royal tattoos.
An affront to the gods.
“Wait! What did you just say?”
Gaius’s question knocked Alle out of his pitiful stupor. “Um, I don’t remember what…”
“By Aphrodite’s luscious tits. You have a younger sister?” Flashing his dimples, Gaius waggled his brows in jest.
Gorgeous, lecherous son of a bitch.
Gaius took a step closer and growled, “Permit me to be the man who obeys your first command, Wolf Prince.”
Allerix inhaled deeply and, ignoring his terrified heart, jumped off the safety of familiar, solid ground.
“Strip off your garment.” The words fell from his hesitant lips as a guarded whisper. “Slowly.”
Without a hint of protest or delay, Gaius unbuckled and tossed his leather belt onto the floor. He lifted his tunic past his hips, up his chiseled abdomen, and over his broad, hairless chest. For a moment, his face disappeared behind the fabric until the last of his red curls fell from the tunic’s collar, bouncing onto his shoulders. He stood there with his burly arms at his sides, waiting, flaunting his battle-scarred, massive-balled, muscular glory.
Alle had jumped, and Gaius had caught him.
He’d trusted this man, his enemy—the thief stealing his heart. The man Allerix was destined to betray.
“Bring me your tunic.” Even to Alle’s own pathetic ears, his words sounded more confident.
Curiosity flickering in his wicked, narrow eyes, Gaius sauntered across the room and handed Alle the garment. Allerix folded the tunic lengthwise and then in half again until it was a near perfect square. Draping the fabric over his forearm, he inhaled a deep breath and asked, “Do you keep any of those sex rings here?”
Gaius scrunched his brow and tilted his head, until he grinned. “Ah! Cock rings, you mean?”
“Yes.”
“I have several,” he crowed as if they were medals he’d won on the battlefield.
COLLAPSEThe paperback with a bespoke map of Dacia will be out in March, 2019.
