Sunday, November 21, 2010

Hidden Depths by Kira Stone

Hidden Depths


by Kira Stone

Cover art: ReneƩ George

ISBN: 978-1-60521-548-8
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure
Theme(s): Vampires, Gay and Lesbian

Length: Novella

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Blurb:
Pat's devoted his life to locating the wreck of The Pelican's Flight. The merchant pirate ship sank in 1692, along with forty others, when half the infamous town of Port Royal slid into the Caribbean. However, no excavation of the site has ever turned up the remains of The Pelican.

Pat has his own theory about where The Pelican may lie. What he doesn't have is a financial backer to fund his treasure hunt -- until the utterly baffling but equally delectable Jamie Keene makes him an offer he can't refuse.

Jamie lost more than his lover when The Pelican went down. Betrayed by the man he trusted, he lost his family treasure, along with his mortal life. Pat offers him hope at finding his ship and restoring his honor -- as well a chance at rediscovering love. But how can Jamie trust a descendant of the man who betrayed him? Will the secrets they share bring them together? Or tear them apart?

Excerpt:
Hidden Depths


Kira Stone

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Copyright ©2010 Kira Stone



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Under a foggy night sky, high tide pummeled the wooden pier as Pat carried the last of his belongings to The Pelican's Pursuit, an ocean-going research vessel owned by Jamie Keane. Trepidation and confidence shot through his veins in equal measures. Confidence in the fact that he could do what he was hired to do; trepidation that his close proximity to the delectable Jamie Keane during the voyage might lead to... complications.

"Welcome aboard, Professor," Douglass said, leaning across the ship's rails to help him haul his large duffle bag onto the deck.

Douglass was short, powerful, and the perfect submissive. As Jamie's personal assistant, he followed his Master around with dog-like devotion. It was cute in a way, but Pat found himself growing irritated with the fact that Douglass never left him and Jamie alone for long. Then again, maybe that was for the best.

"Thank you, Douglass."

"My pleasure, sir. Please follow me to your quarters."

Though the ship was large and sturdy enough for ocean travel, Pat didn't expect much in the way of privacy. As a general rule on research vessels, crew slept four to a room in narrow berths deep enough to prevent a person from rolling out of bed as the ship rocked in the swells.

Pat was a bit surprised when Douglass showed him to a room easily one quarter of the ship's living space in size. "This is the captain's quarters," Pat pointed out.

"Yes, sir," Douglass replied as he carefully set Pat's bags on the floor. "Master and I will share the room next door." There might have been a satisfied smirk on his face, but if so it lasted only a second.

Whatever, Pat thought with a mental shrug. "When do we leave port?"

"Now," said a new voice. Jamie's voice. The voice that had been haunting Pat's dreams since their first meeting two months ago.

Pat cleared his throat and turned to face him. "Jamie, everything ready?"

"Of course. Did you expect otherwise?"

Though Jamie Keane looked no older than twenty, his body language spoke with timeless authority. His amber hair hung to an unfashionably long length. Today it was free flowing rather than tied back into a ponytail. The cabin's yellow lighting didn't do his green eyes justice, so sharp and always assessing. And his body... well, Pat had spent far too much time imagining what lay under the loose tee shirts and worn jeans that seemed to be Jamie's trademark apparel.

"No, I knew you'd be on top of it." And, God help me, I want to be on top of you.

The easygoing smile Pat expected didn't come. Instead, Jamie waved a dismissing hand at Douglass without breaking his eye contact with Pat. "Prepare to depart. When ready, follow the course I charted. Go."

Douglass scuttled backward out of the room. His retreating footsteps were audible in the ensuing silence.

"There's one more item we need to discuss, Professor." Jamie's face was unreadable, and Pat couldn't fathom what aspect of the project they'd neglected to cover during their almost daily phone calls over the last two months. "And that is?"

"This." Jamie was chest to chest with him in a heartbeat. Before Pat could register his surprise, Jamie's lips fused to his, devouring his mouth. Blood fled from Pat's head, heading south, as if someone had released all the controls on the Hoover Dam, making it nearly impossible to think let alone speak.

Jamie broke away as abruptly as he'd begun, and Pat quickly found his tongue. "What the hell --"

"You want me." Jamie licked his lips as if he were trying to capture another taste of Pat. "Isn't it better to know now than to spend the rest of the trip wondering what it'd be like to fuck me?"

Oh, sweet Jesus. Pat ran a hand through his short hair and took a deep breath. Jamie. The stale air of the cabin was filled with the intoxicating scent of him. Clean, without artificial sprays to conceal his own special scent -- a blend of man and the sea. "That's not exactly professional behavior."

"The question remains, Professor. Would you rather know... or is it the mystery that makes you hard?"

"I'm not... I don't..." Pat didn't dare take another deep breath; it wouldn't help.

"Uh-huh." Jamie covered Pat's crotch with his hand, fingering the hard column of flesh on the rise. "Tell me, Professor. What do you want?"

Lying would be stupid. "You. Damn it."

"Good answer."

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