Title: Danny’s Dragon
Author: Sedonia Guillone
Genre: Gay romance, contemporary
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
A rugged, muscular cop.A sexy computer genius.Secret desires.Brought together by a crime committed on a cold dark night.From the moment they meet, their lives can never be the same again…Wild and rugged Dave Pearce is haunted by the demons of his past. He’s done his best to make a life for himself after the devastation of his lover’s suicide years earlier, but the trauma has left its mark on his soul.Danny Wong is what Dave considers a “nerdy Bruce Lee.” Handsome, refined, out of his league.But that doesn’t matter.Dave believes himself to be dangerous for any man who would love him. So he stays back in the shadows, letting the desire he harbors for the hot grad student remain unrequited.Danny has demons of his own. Duty-bound to his family’s goals for him, he remains shy and closeted, contenting himself with his secret fantasies about the sexy Irish cop who patrols the campus building where Danny does his graduate work.Until one freezing winter night…Leaving the building, fate steps in and their paths cross in a new…deeper way. Neither man can turn back. Danny and Dave must face the demons rearing their heads with full force, or lose their chance at an epic love…
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Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Danny's Dragon is not a paranormal or shape-shifter story. It is actually a story about two regular men who eyed each other from a distance not wanting to make the first move for fear of rejection. One was born in the year of the Dragon, Dave, and the other was born in the year of the rabbit, Danny. Hence the title. The way I understand it, the rabbit and the dragon are a compatible yinyang.
Both Danny and Dave are not out to their families and that is what drives this story. Danny is of Chinese heritage and culture so is fearful of how his parents, especially his mother, would react when she finds out. Dave comes from an abusive family and has the same fears. However, Dave comes from a more battered life because of the ghost of his lover and best friend. When the past comes to haunt both men, it tests their resolve to remain true to themselves and eventually the world. Dave does not handle it well and it is Danny who becomes the firm staff he could rely on.
This is a really sweet romance (laced with some bit of philosophy) between two imperfect men whose inner strengths only come out when the pressure is on. Surprisingly, Dave who is the bigger of the two, comes out the one who needs Danny's support and love more. He is full of doubts while Danny's quick and analytical mind is more decisive.
Each chapter is introduced with a character from the poems of Lao Tzu and it prepares the readers of what is to come. I found it quite interesting the author chose to use the poem as the anchor to the whole story for if one were to focus on these intros alone, one could already get where the story is headed. As I love philosophy, I quite enjoyed trying to guess where the author would lead it to end.
Note: This is, I think, a second edition reedited and improved by Wayward Ink Publishing. If I am wrong, mea culpa. With this new edition, we get a new and quite gorgeous cover by Jay Aheer.
Danny moved closer and reached up, smoothing one hand over the shoulder nearer to him. Dave’s freckled skin was warm and taut over the hard muscle. He slid his touch from Dave’s shoulder, down to his chest, gently splaying his hand over one side. Dave’s heartbeat pounded under his hand, and Dave was watching him, his eyes half-closed, his breath husky. Danny had the sense he was holding himself back, letting Danny explore.
“Danny, would you take your shirt off? I really want to see you.”
He nodded. “Of course.” Sitting back, he tugged off his black sweater and unbuttoned his shirt. Dave’s hungry gaze rested on him, making his cheeks burn hotter with each button he undid. He pulled his shirt back, down his shoulders and arms, praying Dave didn’t see the skinny nerd he’d always seen in the mirror.
Dave’s eyes went even duskier. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath. He reached out and smoothed one large, callused hand across Danny’s chest, his fingertips tracing the etchings of his muscles.
Danny exhaled, his skin practically quivering from the pleasure of Dave’s touch. The pads of Dave’s fingertips smoothed over his nipples, which tightened in response. Flames of erotic heat licked up his body, through his thighs and groin. His erection, long past fully hard, strained against his jeans.
“Danny, you’re fucking hot.”
Heat bloomed in Danny’s cheeks. “Thank you.”
Dave moved lower, down Danny’s stomach, dipping his fingertips below the waistband. Danny felt Dave’s desire to please him, his role as the pleasure-giver taking over. As much as he wanted Dave to touch him, he wanted more for the other man to know he didn’t need to service him to be liked.
Lightly he grasped Dave’s wrist, staying his hand. “Not yet,” he told him gently.
Dave’s eyebrows rose, a hint of alarm in his expression. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, of course not. I just haven’t finished your massage.”
The apprehension drained from his eyes and Dave grinned. “Okay. I must say I was enjoying that immensely.”
“I’m glad.” Danny lifted Dave’s hand to his face and pressed his lips into the flesh of the palm. He held it there for a lingering moment before releasing him. Rising on his knees, he maneuvered himself so he was kneeling on the bed behind Dave. His breath caught. “Wow.”
Dave looked at him over his shoulder. “My tattoo.” He sounded sheepish. “The folly of my youth.” His voice strained as if there were painful memories behind the work of art.
Danny stared at the enormous dragon covering the upper portion of Dave’s broad back. The creature was fierce-looking, with clawed wings outstretched, the tail winding down Dave’s spine, past the waistband of his jeans. A myriad of colors made up the body and wings of the dragon, artfully shaded, obviously the work of a highly skilled artist. “It’s beautiful, actually,” he said softly. Gingerly, he traced the lines and shadings, enjoying the feel of Dave’s warm skin and hard muscles under his fingers.
Dave turned back around. He heaved a sigh. “I’m glad you’re not repelled.”
“I was very young when I got it. Twenty, to be exact. My first partner, John... he was into all kinds of astrology. He told me I was born in the Year of the Dragon, you know, in the Chinese zodiac.”
“Yes I know.”
“I did it for him.” Dave’s voice was unmistakably sad. Apparently things had gone terribly wrong with this person.
“It sounds like he was very important to you.”
Dave nodded. “He was. He was. He died.”
Danny stopped tracing the tattoo, feeling Dave’s emotional pain practically emanate through his skin. He concentrated instead on massaging Dave’s shoulders, kneading the tense muscles. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to pry.”
“You didn’t, Danny.” Dave’s muscles relaxed under his ministrations. “Damn, you’re good at this. Is there anything you can’t do?”
Danny smiled. He moved his massaging motions down Dave’s arms, kneading his biceps. “I can’t cook to save my life, in spite of the fact my parents ran a restaurant for years.”
Dave chuckled, but then Danny sensed him grow serious. “That’s something I’m okay at. You don’t need to cook. I’ll do it for you.”
Something in Dave’s tone made Danny go still, his hands resting on Dave’s muscular arms. It was as if an invisible cord had bound them together in that simple statement. Like yin and yang finding their place together. He resumed his gentle massage, moving his hands back to Dave’s shoulders and onto his back. “I’d like that.”
Dave’s body was more pliant under his hands now. He was obviously enjoying the massage very much. “So would I.”
Danny rubbed Dave’s back in small circles, easing the tension out of the muscles along his spine. Finally, when Dave’s entire torso was more relaxed, Danny rested his hands on Dave’s shoulders.
Prizes: $20 WIP Gift Card; ebook copy of Danny’s Dragon
About the author
Award-winning, multi-published author of erotic romance, SEDONIA GUILLONE spends her days writing deliciously naughty romances—when she’s not cuddling with the man she loves or watching kung fu and samurai films and eating chocolate.
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