Sequel to Timeless
Daniel’s world has been shaken to its core. His ex-boyfriend Marcus, whom he still loves, has returned from an unbelievable trip through a time traveling cave and brought along a hot new caveman lover, Jade. But that isn’t all. After realizing his mother disappeared through the same cave years earlier, Daniel learns he and Jade are connected in ways he couldn’t have imagined.
Tired of hearing about the wild time Jade and Marcus had together in the past, Daniel decides to venture into the cave himself. But instead of ending up in the prehistoric times, Daniel finds himself in ancient Egypt.
There Daniel catches the eye of the young, hot Pharaoh. But with great pleasure also comes great danger. Can Daniel protect the Pharaoh, or will he die in the past?
There he was, chained between two columns, stripped of almost all clothing, and unsure of what was going to happen next. The thought of landing in ancient Egypt is something that would normally provide some thrills if this were a movie, but this was a little over the top. His scientific mind wanted to try and reason with the scantily-clad (and extremely well-built) guard, but he figured he wasn’t in any position to argue. His only hope was to convince the pharaoh to let him go, but even that was a long shot. He had already interrupted what looked like quite an elaborate ceremony after emerging from the cave, and was declared some sort of sorcerer before he even had a chance to explain.
With sweat streaming down from his head, Daniel began to build a thirst that he had never before felt in his life. The funny thing is Daniel had always wondered what bondage would be like. Heck, even in the right conditions, he probably would have gone through with it.
A small smile grew across Daniel’s face at the thought of him all dressed up in leather, bound in some basement, but it quickly faded as the guard approached with some water. Slowly, this hulking mass of muscle with sensational dark skin looked Daniel over with quiet awe as he drank. Yes, this beautiful wonder was a threat to the pharaoh, he thought, especially with the way he just appeared out of thin air. But somehow that very power held a different kind of attraction.
Standing well over six feet (at Daniel’s approximation, since he was six feet even), the guard towered above him, yet was close enough for Daniel to take in his intoxicating musk. Just a few inches closer and he could nibble on his neck or those wonderful pecs.
Snap out of it, Daniel declared in his mind, placing him firmly back into reality. “You need to keep your wits about you and try to get out of this.”
“Please,” Daniel began, “I am no threat to ...” He was cut off midsentence by the guard, who placed a rather large finger across his lips. There was something odd about the way the finger graced his face. Daniel expected brute force, but instead, felt an unexpected gentleness.
“You have not been given permission to speak ... yet,” the guard commanded, however with a slightly flirtatious tone. “Although, we do need to discover why you have come to Pharaoh’s kingdom.”
Daniel kept quiet, but only because he was eager to see where this was going.
The guard removed his finger from Daniel’s lips and began to slowly trace it down to his nicely toned chest, circling the nipple before giving it a gentle squeeze. Daniel wanted to moan, but as the guard had said, he had not been given permission to do any kind of talking, which he figured included sensual sounds.
For the first time, the guard smiled. “Talking is forbidden, but sounds of pleasure are allowed.” Daniel complied, releasing a gentle moan as the guard squeezed his nipple once more.