How to F*ck Like a God by Daisy Harris
In my latest release, Mercury the messenger hooks up with sexy human Dillon Rodriguez, and becomes stranded in the human world. There, he learns about life, love, and standing up for himself. Of the two men, I thought Dillon was more god-like in his sexual prowess. He was wilder, more experimental. But what Mercury lacked in creativity, he more than made up for with passion.
Without Dillon’s prodding (hehe,) Mercury would never have changed. But without Mercury’s emotion, Dillon would never have fallen in love. The two men were perfectly matched in bed and outside it.
The goddess Vesta and the gods Thor and Loki also earned several gold stars in bedsports, once they got their act together. I rewrote their first three-way about seven times, trying to get the right balance of comedy-of-error and red-hot smexxing. Not an easy-to-write combination, I assure you! But while the Norse gods started at a 2-3 star performance, they certainly ended on a 5.
How did these gods become so godly in the sack? You might ask. Well, they had a great writer. Fear not, though! You may not be a figment of my imagination, but you too can f*ck like a god. Here’s how:
1. Why wait for a bed? Some of the best smex happens in deserted hallways and stairwells.
2. Be ruthless. Your partner will thank you.
3. Have a sense of humor. Things might not always go right. But if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again.
4. Turn the tables every once in a while.
5. Life’s too short not to get a public blow job at a dance club, even if you are immortal.
Take a sexy romp with the gods in this hilarious and hot ménage!
Over-extended – and closeted – charmer Mercury the Messenger struggles to accommodate all the factions of
the Deities International Conference and Kibbitz. However, his skills at diplomacy stretch to the limit when the object
of a chance tryst turns out to be his assistant, and his arranged fiancée arrives at the scene.
Dillon Rodriquez, Mercury’s executive aide and a soon-to be MBA student, refuses to be the closeted god’s sidedish.
But when an accident at the conference strands the god in the human world, Dillon agrees to act as his guide.
Traveling from San Diego down the Baha Coast to Cabo, Mercury experiences a side of life he never imagined, and he learns that if he wants to earn the love of the one man who matters, he has to stop trying to please everyone else.
Available from Ravenous Romance.
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
She writes about trampy mermaids, sexy dragons, and snuff-y shark-shifters. Her work also features zombie ingenues, horny gods, and some holiday characters like you’ve never seen them before. And there’s almost always a mad scientist in there somewhere.