Writing as Mina Kelly
Mina Kelly is my penname for romance, erotica and erotic horror.
What’s your favorite part of a romance? If you like the juicy bits—the moments when two or more sexy men can’t wait any longer to satisfy their cravings—then this anthology is for you. These stories of strangers, casual lovers, established couples, and friends who can no longer deny the passion between them push the limits and set the pages on fire. In a scorching collection of erotic scenes ranging from funny and sweet to hardcore kinky, the guys get right to the meat of the story. Whether they’re in the shower, in the locker room, at the office, on a moving train, or just connecting over the phone, they keep things steamy, sticky, and most of all, juicy.
Toby’s happy with his life in the small fishing village of Haggenby. At least, he thought he was. When he rescues a selkie who identifies himself as Flirt in sign language–not so much a name as a warning label, as Toby’s father notes–he’s forced to recognise he’s withdrawn from the world, and the world thinks it’s because he lost his hearing in his teens.
Stung, Toby takes Flirt out on a date, but that attracts the wrong kind of attention from the wrong kind of people: scientists keen to dissect Flirt and prove the existence of the supernatural. Flirt is kidnapped and Toby must attempt a daring rescue if he wants to keep his lover. He just hopes his lover wants to be kept.
When a theft goes wrong and Jared finds himself under arrest, his daring escape results in an extra passenger. Richard Kuiper the Seventh does not appreciate being magnetically handcuffed to a common criminal, even if he does enjoy the chance to indulge his sexual appetites guilt free.
Hiding out with some old friends of Jared’s while they attempt to unlock the handcuffs, a bond grows between the two men that’s more than magnetic, but Jared’s initial mistrust comes back to haunt him. When the cuffs are removed Richard storms off, straight into a trap, and now Jared must decide what he’s willing to risk for a man he’s barely known for a week: his life, certainly, but his heart? He’s never risked that before.
Since his husband, Clint, died, Morgan’s been able to be his own man, living his own life without the burden of living up to Clint’s example. Clint was gorgeous, heroic, sensitive, a generous lover…. And perfectly insufferable. Oan, on the other hand, is everything Clint wasn’t—rude, selfish, and terrible in bed, and he hogs all the hot water in the communal showers, too. Oan is far from perfect, but maybe he’s just what Morgan needs right now. (M/M)