We’re so pleased to have author CB Conwy joining us today on the How to Domesticate a Russian Bear virtual tour. CB has done a quicky Q&A for us today, and there’s also a giveaway, so be sure to check out the Rafflecopter widget for entry details.
Welcome, CB!
The Q&A
How do you answer the question, “Oh, you’re an author…what do you write?”
If you’ve read any of my books about extremely kinky men having extremely kinky sex, you can probably imagine how that question is particularly tricky for me. I often teach corporate communication to the higher-ups of banks, law firms, and large corporations – and I cannot have them thinking about THAT sex scene while I try to convince them to stop treating their employees like trained monkeys (actual example; don’t ask). So I’ve basically developed an entire secret identity by now and tell absolutely no one what I do. My friends and family really hate me by now…
It could be fun to be a bit more open about it. On the other hand I write a lot of kink, and that’s perhaps a bit too much information about my dirty mind for regular passers-by. :)
What does your family think of your writing?
See the above. There have been several attempts of breaking me/plying me with liquor/googling my secret out in the open. So far all futile, luckily. I do have to look my grandma in the eyes, after all.
Tell us about your current work in process and what you’ve got planned for the future.
You mean that book that I was supposed to start today? That I’ve planned for years now? It’s my “real” book – a non-romance which I could actually write under my own name. Unfortunately, it’s a lot more fun to write about grumpy, kinky financial advisors than “real” books, so we’ll see whether it’ll ever see the light of day. There’s a romance idea, as well: I do have one character I left far too soon (Andy from Alphabet Soup), and I’ve been thinking about revisiting him.
Some important information for readers: For the love of God, do make suggestions to authors. We may be all “Oh, I don’t think I’ll EVER write about that” at first, but you never know what ideas your suggestion will create. It worked for two readers of mine!
About the Book
Title: How to Domesticate a Russian Bear
Series: A Russian Bear III
Author: CB Conwy
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: October 26, 2017
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 91,000
Genre: Romance, Erotica, M/M, BDSM
Buy Links: Amazon || Smashwords
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Blurb: So, all Mischa really wanted was sex. Hot, kinky sex, and preferably lots of it.
But then he got a sub, and then the sub turned into a fiancé, and now apparently Mischa is supposed to settle down and be all domesticated. However, Mischa does not do tame.
Well, at least he didn’t use to. Now he’s beginning to think that yes, he does indeed do tame. Unfortunately, his sub doesn’t seem to get that.
Tom knew that Mischa was a handful. Hell, that’s basically what made Tom fall head over heels for him. But figuring out how to handle his postgraduate studies combined with a long-distance relationship is driving him nuts. And not in the great, Mischa-is-torturing-me-with-kinky-sex-toys way (even though that happens, too. A lot). More like in the this-is-killing-me-slowly-and-I-don’t-know-what-to-do-about-it way. Unfortunately, Mischa finds out and puts his foot down, and then suddenly Tom has some very hard choices to make.
Then there’s Mischa’s busybody bridezilla friend, karate practice with people who actually hit back, and the arrival of the inlaws. Because just what do you do with the finest privately owned dungeon in North America when your family turn up?
That’s when Tom realizes that domesticating a Russian bear may take more work than even he realized.
Warning: An unrepentantly grumpy Dom with an unrepentantly pain-loving sub, kink so hot that the reader will be in imminent danger of blushing, and two characters who do their very best to turn a perfectly nice romance into a porn movie every chance they get.
Tour-wide Excerpt
Tom was using all his willpower to keep his steps calm and measured as the cab drove off behind him; desperation was never a pretty sight, even though he most of all wanted to sprint up the driveway stretching in front of him.
Finally he stood in front of the door. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, and reached up to knock at the door.
Before his hand made contact with the dark wood, the door was flung open and he was pulled into an embrace so tight that he couldn’t breathe. For a moment, he was shocked; then his brain registered the scent of Mischa, and Mischa’s arms around him, and he gave up on any pretense of being stoic and mature and simply clung, breathing in deeply and finally, finally indulging in the feeling of being back in Mischa’s arms.
He’d envisioned this meeting pretty much every single day since they’d parted. He’d pictured Mischa kissing him, Mischa having kinky plans that started right on the doorstep, Mischa bossing him around.
He hadn’t imagined this desperate clinging. Mischa held on so tightly that it felt like Mischa’s arms and Mischa’s body were his entire world.
He hadn’t imagined, either, the way Mischa was hiding his head against Tom’s shoulder, and he certainly hadn’t imagined the labored breaths that sounded suspiciously moist. Tom gently let one hand slide through Mischa’s dark hair, rubbing softly, comforting.
“Hey, hey,” he whispered. “It’s okay. We’re okay now.”
Then he realized why he was whispering and pulled a little harder on Mischa’s hair. “But you could consider letting me breathe sometime soon. It would probably be good for my health.”
Mischa mumbled something, and his arms loosened slightly.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that?” Tom said, gently massaging Mischa’s neck.
Mischa finally lifted his head. His eyes were somewhat shiny, and Tom would bet that his shirt would be slightly damp where Mischa’s face had been. “I said, ‘you sarcastic little shit’.”
Tom barked out a laughter. “Jesus, Mischa, you’re such an asshole. I had completely forgotten…” But then Mischa’s lips were on his, and any coherent thought promptly left his head.
He had imagined this meeting over and over. How kinky it would be. How forceful Mischa would be. However, Tom couldn’t, not in any way, have imagined this kiss.
Mischa’s lips were soft, almost searching at the beginning, the tip of his tongue gliding gently over Tom’s lower lip. Then, when Tom eagerly opened up – it was Mischa! – he embraced Tom tightly and took his mouth so thoroughly that Tom could do nothing but surrender to the feeling of finally, finally being this close to Mischa again.
He might have made a needy sound. He did know that he wasn’t just clinging anymore, he was crawling up Mischa until his legs were around Mischa’s body and Mischa was holding him tightly. They were moving, he thought, but he was tasting Mischa, surrendering to his tongue, opening his mouth to let Mischa plunder it however Mischa wanted to take him.
Then they were sitting somewhere, on a couch, Tom thought, and Mischa pulled back slightly, gently holding Tom’s head in his hands. “I’ve missed you,” he said, his voice sounding slightly gruff.
“I’ve missed you, too. God, Mischa, what were we thinking with the whole ‘Tom’s got to settle in so Mischa can’t visit’ thing? That was really, really stupid!”
Mischa nodded sagely. “It was stupid. Very.” Then he bent forward and kissed Tom again. Their lips met, and their tongues slowly explored what they hadn’t had for so long: The intimacy of two bodies being close, two breaths mingling and getting heavier, then slowing down when one of them pulled back. Mischa gently kissed Tom’s forehead at one point, and Tom closed his eyes, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of being cherished like this. Then Mischa’s lips were on his again, gently teasing the tender flesh, and Tom shuddered as his body responded to the slight soreness of his bitten and overused lips. He briefly registered Mischa’s grin; then he was being lowered onto the couch, and finally they were lying next to each other, stretched out and able to let their hands rove as much as they wanted.
In the beginning it was light, almost like exploring someone you didn’t know for the first time. Then their bodies seemed to recognize the feeling of each other, and impatience took over. Mischa none too gently opened Tom’s pants, and then his hands were finally on Tom.
Tom gasped into their kiss, and he could sense Mischa’s breathing quickening as well as the grip on Tom’s dick tightening. Whimpering, Tom fumbled with the opening of Mischa’s slacks, determined to have Mischa right there with him. It seemed to take forever, maybe because Mischa’s lips never left his, but then he finally held Mischa’s cock in his hand.
Mischa rewarded him with a groan and a firm stroke all the way from the root of his dick to the tip, the precome making everything slick.
It was so easy after that. Their lips met where they breathed each other in, Tom whimpering every time Mischa rubbed the sensitive head of his dick, Mischa growling when Tom sped up, demanding that Mischa be right next to him in his pleasure.
It was impossible to say how long it lasted, but the wave came inexorably, pulling them with it and crashing over them, making Tom shout in pleasure and joy and Mischa groaning, sounding almost pained, his teeth deep in Tom’s shoulder as they came together.
About the Author
Doing relatively sane and responsible things during the day, I’m always looking forward to coming home to see what my characters have been up to. It’s only very rarely what I want them to do, but there you go. I have no problems whatsoever reading both Flaubert and smut (although not at the same time), and the only thing I like more than chocolate is a good comfort read.
To me, the best thing about writing is the rush; it’s almost a physical high when you’re writing and it’s going well. As for the worst part: Nobody ever told me that fictional characters do exactly as they please! All that talk about ‘the author’s intention’? This author is running around, desperately trying to figure out what my heroes want to do and then coaxing everybody into something vaguely resembling a consistent plot. Sigh.
Author Links: Website || Goodreads || Email: cbconwy@yahoo.co.uk
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