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Title: Dream God (S-Gods #2)
Author: J. Johanis
Publisher: Self Published
Genre: Erotica, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay Fiction, Menage/Poly, Paranormal
For the first time in three years, Aya is finally free, but with his freedom comes the pain of all he’s lost. Seeing Akad and Marduk together makes him realize how badly he has messed up. By betraying Marduk, he ruined his chance with the one god he desires more than anything.
Aya needs time to heal and put his world back together, but the trial against the Order looms over him. As the trial begins, Akad, Marduk, and Aya are ensnared in a web of jealousy, backstabbing, and cut-throat politics. Were they crazy to think they could stand up to the Order? If the gods of the Order can still rip their lives apart, their chances of receiving justice may be next to impossible. But if they fail to bring the Order down, Aya may never be free from their grasp.
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I learned this baklava recipe from a friend in college. I have to warn you that it’s super rich and heavy, but it’s the best baklava I’ve ever had.
2 ½ cups walnuts (chopped)
½ cup sugar
1 Tbsp Cinnamon
2-3 sticks unsalted butter
1 lb. Package filo dough
- Defrost filo dough at room temperature for 4-5 hours.
- Prepare Syrup and refrigerate.
- Combine nuts, sugar, and cinnamon. Mixing well. Set aside.
- Butter the bottom of a 14 x 10 inch baking pan.
Divide the package of filo dough into two sections. Leave one half for the bottom layer and the other half for the top. Cover the unused portion with a damp cloth.
Melt the butter in a saucepan plan. Lay two sheets of filo dough in the bottom of the buttered baking pan. Baste butter over the two layers, and then add another two sheets and butter. Keep adding two sheets and basting on top until half the dough is used.
Spoon nut mixture evenly over the last layer of dough. Using the dough reserved for the top layer, lay two sheets on top of the nut mixture and baste with butter. Continue laying two sheets and buttering until all the dough is used. After brushing the top layer with butter cut the top layer into 1 ½ inch diamonds. This can be achieved, by cutting horizontal lines one way and then diagonal lines over it.
Bake at 350 F until golden brown. Remove from oven and pour syrup over the top. Saturate well. Cut along the lines again in order to cut the bottom layer of dough. Baklava can be served warm or cold.
2 cups sugar
1 cup water
½ tsp. rose water
1 Tbsp. lemon juice
Stir sugar and water in a pan until dissolved. Boil over medium heat for 5 minutes. Add lemon juice and rose water. Boil for 5 minutes. Remove from heat and refrigerate.
Note: Filo dough is somewhat difficult to work with. It’s important that layers are not allowed to dry or they will stick together. When cutting through raw layers of filo dough it’s best to use a greased knife so the knife doesn’t stick to the dough.
“My lord Aya,” Elian said, “I’ve prepared your bath early as you requested.”
Aya groaned into his pillow. He looked up just as his servant set a wooden bucket down near the foot of his bed. Steam rose off the water.
“Thank you, Elian.” Aya needed something to curb his frustration. After slipping his skirt down, he stepped out of it, and dipped his feet into the bucket. He closed his eyes, allowing Elian to wash him. Elian ran a warm cloth over his face, then his neck and his bare chest. His touch was sensual like that of a lover, and Aya let his mind wander to the times Marduk had touched him. Elian glided the cloth down his belly, and a shiver ran up Aya’s spine. Elian’s cloth finally brushed along his member, stroking and coaxing. Blood rushed to Aya’s head as Elian’s touch aroused all his senses. When Elian’s strong fingers slid between his buttocks, Aya’s body tensed, his heartbeat quickening. Elian had always tried so hard to seduce him as a boy, but Aya had never given in. Aya had dreamed of saving himself for his soul mate—a dream that had been shattered by Seth and the Order. It seemed ridiculous to continue denying himself a man’s touch, especially that of his gorgeous concubine.
“Please,” Aya said, unsure of what he was asking. Just the thought of Elian fucking him made the heat in him rise. He closed his eyes, imagining Marduk touching him and taking control of him. Thinking of Marduk while Elian stroked him didn’t seem right, but he longed to give his body over; he wanted to feel something. Aya had been like a monk since he’d escaped the Order.
“My Lord. Will you allow me to please you?”
Unable to speak the words, Aya nodded his assent. Elian immediately pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. Though Elian was mortal, his forceful manner was enough to get Aya’s blood flowing.
“Tell me what you want,” Elian said, breathless.
Aya still couldn’t speak, but he knew what he needed. “Please… just fuck me.”
A smile spread to Elian’s lips as he pushed Aya’s legs up and pressed his hard cock against Aya’s exposed hole. Elian ran his hands up Aya’s torso and pinched his nipples hard as his dick slid in. Aya gasped while Elian opened him, driving his shaft deep into his passage until his balls were flush with Aya’s ass.
“Ah,” Aya groaned, clenching handfuls of bedding, anticipating what was to come next. It soon became apparent that Elian knew how to fuck. When the first thrust came, Aya’s entire body glowed with the intense sensation. He needed this. He needed to be fucked so hard that the breath was forced from his lungs, but while his servant’s cock battered him, his mind wandered. He was once again in the Oasis pool and Marduk was inside him, riding him slowly, making him feel something he’d never felt with another.
Elian’s cock slammed into Aya once more, jarring him from his daydream. Though Marduk had been angry with Aya, he hadn’t punished him with his cock; instead he’d made love to him, slow and sweet.
“Stop!” Aya ordered, and Elian paused midstroke. Aya couldn’t stop thinking about Marduk. He’d imagined that letting Elian fuck him would change things—that maybe he’d find some satisfaction, but Elian was so forceful. All Aya could think of was Marduk’s gentle touch, and how Marduk had made love to him. When Elian pulled out, Aya rolled onto his side. His chest tightened once more. He wanted to cry and pull out his hair. He needed Marduk. No one else would ever compare. No one would ever make him feel like Marduk had.
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About the Author
About the author: J. Johanis writes dark m/m erotic fantasy, and enjoys plots that are historical or myth-based.
Tour Dates & Stops:
26-Nov: Up All Night, Read All Day
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