Virtual Tour: Running With The Wind by Shira Anthony (Author Guest Post, Progressive Fanfic Post, Excerpt + Giveaway)
Book Information:
Author Name: Shira Anthony
Book Name: Running With the Wind
Series: Mermen of Ea
Book: 3
Series must be read in order. This is the final book of the series.
Release Date: June 8, 2015
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Anne Cain
Buy The Books:
Book 2 Into the Wind
Book 3 Running With The Wind
Blurb:
Sequel to Into the Wind
With the final confrontation between the island and mainland Ea factions looming, Taren and Ian sail with Odhrán to investigate a lost colony of merfolk in the Eastern Lands. Upon their arrival, the King of Astenya welcomes them as friends. Odhrán, however, isn’t so quick to trust the descendent of the man who held him prisoner for nearly a decade, especially now that he has someone to cherish and protect—the mysterious winged boy he rescued from the depths.
Armed with the knowledge he believes will save the Ea, Taren returns to the mainland. With Ian at his side, Taren convinces Vurin that their people must unite with their island brethren before it’s too late. When Seria and his men attack, Taren must call upon the ancient power of the rune stone to protect his comrades. But using stone’s immeasurable power commands a hefty price—and Ian fears that price is Taren’s life.
Pages or Words: 67,000 words
Categories: Fantasy, Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance
Progressive Fanfic Post:
Original merman flash fic
This is really neat...a progressive Fanfic! Before you read this head to Amanda C Stone for the beginning of the Fanfic post!!
The setup: The crews of the Sea Witch and the Phantom join forces as Taren and Ian search for the fabled colony of merfolk in the Eastern Lands. Human and Ea (mermen shifters), side by side, are drawn into an age-old mystery. Set sometime during the final book in the Mermen of Ea Series, Running with the Wind, two cabin boys, one human and one merman, grow to be close friends and perhaps more....
Fiall had never seen Aine in his Ea form, although he’d often tried to imagine how he might appear. “You’d... transform?”
“Aye. Of course.”
“I... I don’t know....”
Aine reached for Fiall’s hand. “I promise I won’t leave you alone. When I transform, I’m far stronger than as a human. I can easily carry you, should you require my assistance.”
Fiall drew a long breath and pushed away the tendrils of fear that still clutched at his heart. He nodded, words failing him. His face grew hot in his embarrassment. Aine’s hand felt so warm, so good. Aine didn’t seem to notice, but grinned happily. Fiall expected Aine to lead him to the water, but instead he waited expectantly.
“Shall we?” Fiall asked. Aine giggled and pressed his lips together. “What is it?” Fiall pressed when Aine said nothing.
“You cannot swim in your clothes,” Aine pointed out.
The heat in Fiall’s face now felt like fire. He looked away, then undressed. He’d never been self-conscious before, but now, as Aine waited patiently for him, Fiall felt the stirrings of a new modesty.
“Good,” Aine said as he once again took Fiall’s hand. He didn’t seem to care that Fiall was as naked as he. “Now come with me.”
Fiall followed Aine to the water’s edge. “Stay there,” Aine told him. “I’ll transform and—”
“I want to see you transform,” Fiall said, surprising himself with his own boldness.
For a moment, he feared Aine would not want this, but then Aine’s face lit with a bright smile and he skipped into the waves. “You would want to watch?” Aine asked.
“Aye.”
Aine shouted happily and splashed his way past where the waves broke. “Will you be all right,” he asked as the water reached his shoulders, “putting your head under the water?”
Fiall thought only briefly about this and nodded. He moved closer, making sure his feet never left the sandy bottom. His heart raced with excitement as Aine waved, then sank beneath the waves.
Fiall took a deep breath, leaned over, and put his face to the water. Slowly, he opened his eyes. Here, where there were no crashing waves, he could see clear to the bottom. A few feet before him, Aine waved once more at him from where he floated a few feet beneath the surface.
To be continued on June 11th at MM Good Book Review Blog Link
Excerpt:
They continued to float, Taren’s face pressed against Ian’s chest. Taren could sense Ian’s physical desire for him, but Ian waited patiently and held him close. The feeling of peaceful repose settled deep within Taren’s heart, and Taren became slowly aware of how much he wanted Ian. Not a new feeling, but this time Taren’s doubt had fled with the onslaught of Ian’s embrace.
Taren reached up and kissed Ian. He wasn’t sure what he’d expected of the kiss. He’d never kissed anyone under the water. Ian’s mouth felt hotter than before. The saltwater caused Taren’s mouth to vibrate with sensation, as if Taren could taste Ian’s desire. Ian’s scent was powerful and primal, more like those of the other creatures Taren had smelled beneath the waves. No longer human. Taren’s body responded to the scent even more strongly than to Ian’s touch. The stirring inside his body felt both strange and wonderful. They swam side by side a few feet above the sand.
Taren’s heart beat a steady tattoo, and his body heated under Ian’s intensely possessive gaze. Taren’s need to submit was primal and demanding. Ian flicked his tail and moved to nuzzle Taren, brushing against Taren’s skin in a sensual and dizzying dance. Around and around they swam, spiraling, their bodies always in contact. Without thinking, Taren nipped at Ian’s neck. Ian swam on his back, exposing his neck to Taren’s mouth and teeth. Taren continued to bite and lick until Ian hissed in reply. The sound was like a soft whistle, audible through the water.
“Goddess!” Ian’s voice in Taren’s mind was a husky growl. “Where did you learn to do that?”
Taren had no answer except that his body knew this. He floated just above Ian, their bellies now pressed together, tails propelling them in unison. They moved in a slow, languid line above the sand. Taren nearly laughed to feel Ian’s cock hard against his own, where before they’d been hidden inside their bodies. He stopped moving and reached down to clasp it, surprised at how human it felt, hard and veined. He wanted to taste it, to learn its secrets with his lips.
Ian gazed down at Taren and stilled so Taren might better explore his body. Taren wrapped his arms around Ian’s tail and hooked his own tail around Ian’s body so they floated as one, their bodies rocked on the gentle current. With a quick glance upward at Ian—Ian’s expression was serene, even vulnerable—Taren took Ian in his mouth.
Ian’s cock was long and thick. Taren licked around the tip, flicking his tongue in tiny circles until he felt Ian’s body shudder with pleasure, then swallowed Ian’s erection until it tickled the back of his throat.
Ian moved his tail just a bit, sending them spinning again as Taren continued to explore with his tongue, reveling in Ian’s sweetness. How strange it felt to hear the surf as he coaxed Ian’s body to the brink. Stranger still, Taren’s mind filled with images from Ian’s thoughts, as if by giving his body over to Taren’s attentions, Ian had given all of himself to Taren.
Through Ian’s eyes, Taren saw the waves buffet the Phantom and felt joy stir in his heart as the mighty ship rode the crest of a wave and fell, the spray cool on his face. He saw himself asleep on Ian’s bed, his head in Ian’s lap as Ian stroked his hair and spoke softly to him. He felt Ian’s concern for his welfare, Ian’s need to reassure himself of Taren’s well-being. He felt the freedom of Ian’s transformation, the power of Ian’s body as it cut through the water and chased dolphins in the surf. He felt his own lips on Ian’s member, his mouth hot and hungry, and Ian’s climax as it exploded through Ian’s body. When Ian finally spent himself in Taren’s hungry mouth, Taren experienced Ian’s climax as if it were his own. Taren’s orgasm sent him over a cascade of emotion and physical sensation.
About the author:
In her last incarnation, Shira was a professional opera singer, performing roles in such operas as “Tosca,” “i Pagliacci,” and “La Traviata,” among others. She’s given up TV for evenings spent with her laptop, and she never goes anywhere without a pile of unread M/M romance on her Kindle.
Shira is married with two children and two insane dogs, and when she’s not writing she is usually in a courtroom trying to make the world safer for children. When she’s not working, she can be found aboard a 36’ catamaran at the Carolina coast with her favorite sexy captain at the wheel.
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