Mecklenburg Monsters Series by Jove Chambers

Last night, Essence Quill had the worst, the most awkward sex with her friend and co-worker Decker Naggs, who happens to be a gargoyle.So, naturally, what happens tonight is that they end up handcuffed together with magical handcuffs that won’t come off. Naturally, the guy who goes to find a spell to get them off disappears, and they can’t find him. Naturally, she and Decker have to talk.Decker wants a do-over. He thinks if they try again, the sex could be better... moreLast night, Essence Quill had the worst, the most awkward sex with her friend and co-worker Decker Naggs, who happens to be a gargoyle.So, naturally, what happens tonight is that they end up handcuffed together with magical handcuffs that won’t come off. Naturally, the guy who goes to find a spell to get them off disappears, and they can’t find him. Naturally, she and Decker have to talk.Decker wants a do-over. He thinks if they try again, the sex could be better. He thinks they’d make a great couple.Essence is definitely attracted to him, but she can’t help but feel like they don’t really mesh.And besides, the stakes are too high. If this doesn’t work out, their friendship, their workplace environment, their entire lives are ruined.This friends-to-lovers contemporary monster romance is Before Sunrise with gargoyle spice. Conversations about love, life, porn, sports, men and women, and everything in between—interrupted by bouts of monstery steam. choking, dominance play, marking, and spanking. sorta, kinda? Define “plot.” Spoiler HEA. less

Fifer Ione is an asexual selkie. She likes sexual fantasy, and she wants to fall in love. Only, erm, without the touching parts. Without the fluids parts. Without the gross, real parts. Just the good stuff.When Hollis Mac appears at open mic night at the Meck and reveals that his skeletal face means he lacks skin, so he lacks, you know, anything gross, she can’t help but feel as if he’s what she’s been waiting for her whole life... moreFifer Ione is an asexual selkie. She likes sexual fantasy, and she wants to fall in love. Only, erm, without the touching parts. Without the fluids parts. Without the gross, real parts. Just the good stuff.When Hollis Mac appears at open mic night at the Meck and reveals that his skeletal face means he lacks skin, so he lacks, you know, anything gross, she can’t help but feel as if he’s what she’s been waiting for her whole life.Except Hollis is some ancient fae thing, exiled and odd, very wealthy, very aloof. He doesn’t think he’s quite capable of love, only desire, endless and aching and exploitive. His kind, he says, only want to devour things, especially pretty young things like her.But she trusts him.Or anyway, she’s curious enough to risk it.Some things are worth the risk.This book doesn’t depict a lot of actual, physical intercourse. But it does depict a lot of shared fantasy about intercourse, and since it’s a book, are we splitting hairs here? Content vampire blood play and biting, breeding, capture, spanking, and soothing during noncon. less