A HOT Taste of Male Order

I’ve been working hard and heavy the last day or so on the edits for my August 5th release – Male Order. It’s a very gritty piece and my publisher and I want to get it right. So in honor of getting them done I thought I’d give you a taste.


Razer Willis was used to being exploited. Forced to work as a model after losing a high paying marketing job, he was close to being broke and homeless but no matter how desperate his situation he refused to succumb to being yet another boy toy. After rejecting sex with a man that could make or break him, Razer buried himself into his paintings for release. His lover and best friend knew about the damning secret in his past and became determined to drag him out of his personal hell at the expense of their relationship. Blake’s gift? Membership into an elite club that brought men together for business and pleasure and the contract was for life. Male Order was discrete, on the up and up and screened applicants carefully.

Trenton Masters held ugly secrets of his own. In the same position as Razer, a comforting but loveless relationship, his man gave Trenton the same gift. Selected by the owner of Male Order, they quickly embarked into a passionate relationship exploring domination and submission only to have their damaging pasts haunt both verging on the point of insanity. Horrors forced Razer and Trenton into facing reality. Finally uncovering the truths, both felt a heightened level of betrayal yet there was something else pulsing just under the surface — real love for the first time since their private monsters had kept them captive. As their respective pasts slammed into their comfortable lives, could two men forgive the demons that had dragged them into hell or lose the only means of salvation?


Rage pulsed through Razer’s body and he took it out on his car and the road, driving at speeds in excess of eighty miles per hour. It was late, he was exhausted and the mother fucking jerk had stiffed him out of two hundred dollars. While he longed to stop at a bar and drown his sorrows, he knew nothing good would come of it given his piss poor mood. Besides, he had a tentative date with Blake. While he certainly wasn’t in the mood for chit chat, Blake knew his dark moods and would give him space while sharing in his need something hard.

Chuckling, he stopped at the corner liquor store before traveling the rest of the way. He was in the mood for tequila. At least his paycheck could afford a tall bottle. Hissing, he licked his lips, realizing his hunger was tremendous. Why? Because the ugly man turned him on? Damn it all to hell. Slamming his hand against the steering wheel, he swallowed hard as he pulled into his driveway. Why the hell couldn’t he find a real job? He couldn’t believe that with all his connections he was still unemployed. It had almost been a year.

Razer climbed out of his beloved Miata wondering whether he was going to have to sell his prized possession at auction. Tugging at the check, he eyed the amount as he leaned against the driver’s door. It would get him by for a little while anyway. He stuffed the slip of paper into his pocket before heading inside. There was no need for Blake to know yet Razer would lose everything within the span of two months without securing a job.

Opening the door, he smiled, pleased Blake hadn’t waited for his call. Blake Myers was his best friend and on again off again lover for the last several years. They both understood there was nothing but warmth and sex between them but the relationship was safe and offered pleasure on lonely nights for each man.

“You’re late,” Blake said, grinning until he gazed at Razer’s face. “I know that look. What’s wrong?” Reaching into a cabinet, he pulled out two glasses.

“Why do you think anything’s wrong?” Razer yanked out the tequila and twisted the cap feeling like guzzling it straight from the bottle instead of using a glass.

“Because you stopped at the liquor store when you have a cabinet full of liquor here.” Plopping ice into the glasses, Blake pushed them toward Razer.

Razer chuckled. “Long day.”

“How was the shoot?”

“Okay, I guess.”

“Right. Let’s try lying in another language. The old bastard come on to you?”

“Yeah and I turned him down.” Shrugging, he poured heavy amounts of the pale amber liquid into both glasses. As he set the bottle down, he realized his hands were shaking. “Don’t think I’ll be doing any more modeling.”

“What? Oh come on. This isn’t the fifties.”

“No, but the man has connections. I’m ruined.” Razer gulped half his glass in one long pull.

“You’ll find something else. Fuck em.” Blake moved around the kitchen island and rubbed his hand across Razer’s face.

Razer sighed and titled his head, nuzzling into his hand. “Not that pays the bills. What am I gonna do, sell my freaking art?”

“Your art work is incredible. I have no idea why you haven’t had a show yet,” Blake admonished.

“Because you need connections and evidently I have none.” Razer clenched his eyes shut, his heart thumping. It wasn’t like him to whine about anything but he was dead tired from interviews and rejections. While painting and writing music kept his mind from falling into the pit of hell, it was also reminding him he wasn’t good at either thing.

Blake jerked the glass out of his hand and set both down on the counter before grabbing Razer’s chin and shaking his head. “You’re a wonderful man, a fantastic artist, excellent in business and damn sexy. Fuck the rest of the world.”

“Then why doesn’t anyone want me?”

Growling, Blake yanked Razer’s body to his. “You’re incorrigible.” Crushing Razer’s mouth, he wrapped his arm around Razer’s waist and pulled him into the heat of his body, pressing his tongue inside Razer’s mouth.

Razer shivered from the sensations rushing his body. He trusted this man with his sex and his life and Blake was one of the few men that knew his secret. He ground his cock against Blake’s hips moving in long luxurious motions as every part of his body tingled, needing relief from the angst that he’d carried with him for days.

Breaking the kiss, Blake inhaled deeply and darted his tongue, encircling Razer’s lips. “You smell damn good.” Nipping his bottom lip playfully, Blake groaned and moved away, giving Razer a seductive glance. Grabbing his glass, he took a long swill. “Music?”

Razer instantly felt better. “Sure. Why are you here by the way?” He watched his lover walk into the living room and eyed fresh ingredients on the counter. Blake loved to cook but they usually did it at his house instead of Razer’s. “I thought you weren’t sure you could get out of work.”

The lilting sounds of Ottmar Liebert fluttered throughout the townhouse as Blake sauntered back into the kitchen. “I had a meeting with my boss today.”

Razer lifted his eyebrow. “Uh-oh. What does that mean?” Working as a high powered attorney in one of the best firms in Atlanta, Blake had a six figure salary and excellent benefits. But Razer could tell by the look in Blake’s eyes that something was wrong.

“Let’s go out on the balcony,” Blake suggested.

Razer trailed him outside where they stood gazing across the landscaped back. His townhouse had a dazzling view of the pool and at the hour it glimmered in the full moon. “What is it? You can tell me anything.”

Blake sighed and gripped the iron railing. “My boss offered me a promotion.”

“That’s fantastic!”

“You don’t understand. It means I have to move.”


Blake turned slowly and gazed into Razer’s eyes. “Los Angeles.”

What do you think? A little hottie eh? It’s also a piece about two seriously damaged souls and probably one that will tug at your heart strings. Coming from Rebel Ink Press on August 5th

Kisses  xxx


About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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4 Responses to A HOT Taste of Male Order

  1. Sharita Lira says:

    Sounds great Wicked Sis! Big congrats!


  2. I love it! My Nook is gasping to be fed after reading that little excerpt. But of course you knew I’d love it…LOL


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