Hi peeps, we have Susan Mac Nicol visiting today with the tour for the newest release in the Men of London series Feat of Clay. We have a couple of enticing excerpts and Tams review so enjoy the post! <3 ~Pixie~

Feat of Clay

Susan Mac Nicol

Imprisoned and tortured, undercover cop Tate Williams will find redemption in the arms of his boyhood friend, now lover, former SAS soldier Clay Mortimer. 

TWO MEN. 

TORN. TORTURED. LOVED. 

Though they went their separate ways, Tate Williams and Clay Mortimer have been crazy about each other since their school days. Clay went into the SAS. Tate became a cop. Neither mentioned their attraction to the other. Both sought out danger. Both found it. 

Imprisoned and shot in an undercover assignment gone wrong, Tate somehow survived…and found his way back into Clay’s arms. His old friend is now the owner of an elite investigation agency and everything any man could want: patient, handsome, commanding. And Clay knows what it takes to survive. But Tate can’t bring himself to share all his secrets, nightmares that force him to rebel against everything. He finds solace from his past as a graffiti artist, a childhood passion, but his demons drive away all who might care for him. Only when he faces that past—and learns that everyone has tasted despair—can the two men truly be brothers-in-arms…and more.

Excerpt

He grinned as his pants were unzipped and Tate’s tongue came out to wet his very kissable lips. At that sight, Clay’s cock instantly plumped up. The sly caress of Tate’s thumb across the head of his dick made it even perkier. Clay settled comfortably back against the couch, stretching his arms across the back, hitching a breath as Tate’s mouth swallowed him down. The image of Tate’s mouth on him, dark head bobbing up and down with his little moans of pleasure teasing his cock, never failed to arouse Clay. Tate was exceptionally good at sucking cock and enjoyed it immensely. His hot, wet tongue flicking against Clay’s tip, those long, steady licks against his shaft as Tate glanced up at Clay, holding him mesmerised. The fact this was his Tate was a turn-on itself.

“Your mouth is too good at this,” Clay hissed, eyes closing in bliss as Tate took him deep, throat massaging his sensitive dick. “I know I say that every time.” His voice caught as Tate’s tongue did something to him that sent all the nerve endings in his body aflame. “Christ that felt good. Do it again.”   

Tate’s gave a wicked chuckle as his dirty mouth drove Clay crazy. When he pulled off, Clay moaned pitifully.

Excerpt

“Because you have things in your past that could drive you crazy,” Tate explained. “You’ve killed people, been shot at, been in war zones and seen horrible things but you don’t have nightmares like I do. You’ve seen things I probably couldn’t even imagine, but you’re so damn strong, you can put them to rest. Me?” He sneered. “I fall apart at firecrackers, have bad dreams about kids who’ve killed themselves, agonise over what happened to me with Armerian when you’ve probably seen much worse. How do you stay so strong?” He heard the agitation in his voice. “Am I just a fucking wuss that I’m like I am? All damaged?” He threw himself back against the bed, breathing heavily and throwing his arm over his eyes. The sense of emasculation, the feeling he was a weakling tasted like acid in his mouth. He huffed loudly, opening his eyes as a strong, warm weight landed on top of him and his arms were yanked off his shamed face and held above his head.

Clay was aflame with passion, his eyes bright green glints in a tanned face. He looked like a man about to take on the world. “Don’t ever talk about yourself that way again,” he snarled, as his body held Tate’s still. Tate gulped at the vehemence in his lover’s voice. “You are one of the strongest men I know. What was done to you by that fucking bastard was something you wouldn’t have done to an animal. I saw you afterwards, love.” His voice cracked with pain. “I saw you shot three times and left to die like a dog on the sidewalk. I saw what he’d done to you. The horrors he’d inflicted.”

Excerpt

Tate needed no further urging. He lifted himself up, trying to ignore the pain in his battered body, and stared down at the man who half sat, half lay beneath him. Clay’s face was twisted in lust and want, and his cock jutted proudly from the thatch of dark curls at his groin. Tate bit his lip and then lowered himself down onto the hot, slick and eager dick waiting for him. Clay’s deep gasp of satisfaction made his hole throb, as did the burn of Clay in his arse. Tate spread his legs to take Clay deeper then began to slowly move above him, his hips undulating and his inner muscles tightening around Clay’s cock.

The feeling of power he got from watching his lover slowly lose it was like nothing else. That Tate could take such control of this man he loved, that he could watch his self-control unravel like a skein of wool—that was something for a man to be proud of.

As Tate rose and fell, his hands resting behind him on Clay’s strong thighs, Clay’s cock sliding in and out of him, he revelled in the primal urge to be impaled and fucked to destruction. He was flying so high, the bruised ribs and plastered-up shoulder were of no consequence.

Huh. Sexual endorphins make for great painkillers.

About Susan

Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, geek, nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason.  She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.

Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK.

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Review

Title: Feat of Clay

Series: Men of London, 04

Author: Susan Mac Nicol

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Length: Novel (163 pages)

ISBN: 9781942886723

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing (August 25th 2015)

Heat Level: Moderate to Explicit

Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥♥ 5 Hearts

Reviewer: Tams

Blurb: Imprisoned and tortured, undercover cop Tate Williams will find redemption in the arms of his boyhood friend, now lover, former SAS soldier Clay Mortimer.

TWO MEN.

TORN. TORTURED. LOVED.

Though they went their separate ways, Tate Williams and Clay Mortimer have been crazy about each other since their school days. Clay went into the SAS. Tate became a cop. Neither mentioned their attraction to the other. Both sought out danger. Both found it.

Imprisoned and shot in an undercover assignment gone wrong, Tate somehow survived…and found his way back into Clay’s arms. His old friend is now the owner of an elite investigation agency and everything any man could want: patient, handsome, commanding. And Clay knows what it takes to survive. But Tate can’t bring himself to share all his secrets, nightmares that force him to rebel against everything. He finds solace from his past as a graffiti artist, a childhood passion, but his demons drive away all who might care for him.

Only when he faces that past—and learns that everyone has tasted despair—can the two men truly be brothers-in-arms…and more.

Product Link: http://www.amazon.com/Feat-Clay-Men-London-Book-ebook/dp/B013W8W7CU

Review: Tate Williams and Clay Mortimer have been friends since they were boys. Both have always longed to be more, but feared rejection so they never admitted those feelings to one another.

When Clay gets a call that his best friend has been found shot, stabbed, seemingly tortured and left for dead, Clay decides it’s finally time to come clean about his feelings for Tate. Low and behold, the feelings are mutual. They can ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after now, cue the romantic music.

Wait; hold that thought, not so fast.

Tate is suffering from PTSD stemming from his four days in captivity. He has debilitating nightmares and flashbacks cause horrid mood swings. He loves Clay. That has never been the problem. The problem is Tate holding all the gory details of what happened during those four days inside, for fear Clay won’t understand or be able to deal with it, and it’s festering like an open wound.

Clay goes out of his way to protect his lover, to the point of suffocation. The one thing he isn’t doing is truly listening. After a series of ups and downs and Clay continuing to withdraw rather than talk about what it really is that’s bothering him, Clay finally gets to the root of the problem. But will he be able to get past the truth of what happened to Tate? And even if Clay can move forward once he knows everything, can Tate find his way out of the darkness? One thing is for sure, they can only survive it together.

I have been waiting for a very long time for Clay’s story. He’s always so secretive about his private life, and you learn why in this book. He’s accomplished, domineering and loyal to a fault, and he is exactly what Tate needs to bring him back from the edge of the cliff he’s teetering off of. I loved the chemistry these two shared, the way Clay would command Tate’s ‘full’ attention, and Tate would gladly give it.

They were sexy, passionate, damaged and committed to each other.
You also get a little page time with all the other characters we’ve come to love from the Men of London series through dinners and various, brief conversations. But there are a few new faces introduced as well.

I am especially excited to see if there will be a story in the future for Jax, I quite liked him. And with the addition of an outlet of sorts, a place for Tate to expend some energy and truly make a difference, it opens the door for some of the guys to perhaps expand their families.

One of my favorite contemporary series set in the heart of London with a variety of characters and storylines that all intersect.

Recommended to those that enjoy contemporary, passionate romances, slightly domineering alpha males and a whole lot of skin.