Book
Name: Naughty Cupid
Author
Name: Deanna Wadsworth
Release
Date: June 6, 2016
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Cover
Artist: Paul Richmond
Pages
or Words: 75,000 words, 178 pages
Categories:
Alternate Universe, Erotica,
Fantasy, Humor,
M/M Romance,
Paranromal,
Romance
The
name’s Lio, and you may have read the beginning of my story in A
Cupid’s Wager.
Well, hold on to you hats, because there’s more to tell about your
favorite cupid working in the Gay Division of the Inter-Dimensional
Association of Cupids.
Remember
Ethan? That Aztec god of the winds who busted me shooting a closeted
human with a gay lust arrow? Yeah, I haven’t been able to forget
him either. Even though I have a rule against getting it on with
other supernaturals—especially ones working for the Straight
Division—my magic is drawn to Ethan and all his tattoos and
piercings in a way I cannot control.
But
after that night of mind-numbing sex, now I gotta face my evil
ex-boyfriend and a suspension by the IDAC for “misplacing”
arrows. They took my quiver, and I have to figure out how to get my
arrow privileges back before they’re taken forever.
Ethan
seems to think he can help me, but I don’t know how anybody can
make this cupid believe in love again.
“You
know the lust arrows only work if the person’s mind is open to it.
I shot Raymond with a Class 4 gay lust arrow. They only have a little
more juice than a few tequila shooters. They can’t make a straight
man gay.”
“But
that is what you are trying to do,” Ethan shot back.
“You
know it doesn’t work that way.”
To
prove my point, I materialized one of my long purple arrows.
Without
warning, I stabbed Ethan in the heart with it.
“Oww!”
The
arrow exploded in a burst of light and glittering purple dust, the
blast blowing our hair back.
When
the magic cleared, the stunned expression on Ethan’s face cracked
me up. “Now, do you spontaneously wanna suck my cock?”
He
gaped at me like I’d lost my ever-lovin’ mind. “What did you do
that for?”
“Don’t
get your panties in a wad. Class 4G lusts can’t make someone gay.
You’re born that way. There’s even a Lady Gaga song to prove it.”
His
big hand rubbed where I’d hit him. “You should not have done
that, Lio. You have no idea what you just did.”
“I
already shot an unauthorized arrow tonight, what’s one more?
Besides, unless you’re gay, it won’t affect you.” I waggled my
brows. “So what are you so worried about? Got sumthin’ you wanna
confess?”
He
actually growled at me.
“Build
a bridge,” I told him. “If anyone has a right to be pissed off
here, it’s me. The gaydar says Raymond is gay, yet you asshats over
in SD decided to shoot him and a woman
with
true love arrows. Talk about a douche move. Forcing the man to lie to
himself and everyone about who he is. And how is that fair to do to
the girl? She’s a victim too!”
“The
IDAC does not consider a gaydar to be a reliable source of
information,” he said, completely ignoring the more-than-valid
complaint.
Humans
were born with a variety of sexualities, but there were only a
limited variety of arrows to complement the IDAC’s narrow-minded
ideas on sexuality. In a nutshell, there were gay arrows and the
naturally
more powerful straight arrows. Don’t get me started on the
complexities of targeting anybody not
gay or straight. I was glad not to be assigned to those fledgling
subdivisions of GD because they often had to work with the jerks in
SD. However, both primary divisions had arrows for love (red) and
lust (purple), each with four different strength ratings—one being
the most potent. In other words, the Class 1S love Ethan had been
using was the highest strength straight love arrow—aka the most
powerful of all
arrows.
Hence
his being so pissed at me.
“I’m
not gonna sit here and argue politics with you. We both know I’m
already in trouble for an unauthorized arrow launch. Make that two,”
I amended, gesturing to his chest. “Why the fuck do you think I
don’t have love arrow privileges anymore? Hell, the sparks our
collision set off will raise questions too. I’m already busted.
Fine! I’m ready to face whatever comes my way. When I set out to do
this, I knew there were risks.”
“Set
out to do this?” he repeated, looking utterly appalled. “You mean
you have done this before?”
I
swallowed, feeling like a child being scolded. “Only on unattached
people.”
“I
cannot believe you would do that to someone! A person’s decision to
come out is deeply personal. You have no right, Lio! None!”
Yeah,
but the Fates did, I supposed. Who put those bitches in charge,
anyway?
I
didn’t know what Ethan’s big fat beef might be—besides the one
in his pants—but I had to get my ass out of this sling. “Like I
said, I’m already busted. If you think Raymond isn’t gay, let’s
just follow them”—I pointed to my unauthorized mark and the guy
with him, both of them deliberately brushing hips and shoulders as
they walked down the street—“and see what happens. If he changes
his mind, I’ll admit the gaydar is inaccurate, I’ll turn myself
in for interrupting your mark, and you won’t even get in trouble.”
He
glared. “And if your arrow works, I suppose you get to walk?”
“If
I’m right, and those two dudes get their freak on, you can do what
you want with me.” Too bad that wouldn’t be those full lips
around my dick. “But you give me back the gaydar and you don’t
tell anyone I have it or that I was here.”
Ethan
looked at the device in his hand as if it would explode or jump up
and bite his cock off. His expression would’ve been funny if this
weren’t so serious. He seemed to be weighing something in his mind,
and I felt his anger retracting. Still, an aura of incredible danger
and masculinity wafted about him. My heart thumped wildly, both from
nerves and the exotic spiciness of his skin. Knowing his ferocious
appearance was tempered with an innate goodness made me a little hot.
Okay,
a lot hot.
Though
it went against every rule I made for myself, I couldn’t stop
picturing Ethan naked. Sure, I was as horny as any cupid, but
something about this Aztec amplified all of my senses far more than
usual—especially the ones below the waist.
“I
cannot believe I am saying this,” Ethan said slowly. “But I will
give you one chance. One.
But if you ruin that man’s life, your ass is mine.”
“Talk
dirty to me,” I purred.
He
lowered dark brows. “You are not funny.”
“I
think I’m a really fun guy. Especially when I’m naked.” I
couldn’t help myself and gave him a suggestive wink. “And whoever
said a little dick up the ass would ruin a man’s life? Ever try it?
The orgasms are un-fucking-believable.”
Ethan
curled his lip and growled at me like an angry cat.
“Jeesh,
sorry I mentioned it.”
He
seized my arm in a viselike grip. “Come.”
If
I’d known going with Ethan would turn my world upside down, I
would’ve grabbed my gaydar and run, taking my chances with my boss,
the IDAC, and even the Fates. Because I wasn’t prepared for what
was coming my way.
Not
at all.
Deanna
Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a
pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple
adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning
stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published
in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA
chapter and with Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t
writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making
people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and
can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee
River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement
bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when
she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her
mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their
relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice
and love without boundaries.
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