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Tuesday, 31 January 2017

Special Guest Mira Stanley @MiraStanleyAuth Taking Mary Beth [Sacred and Profane Antho] @SexyLittlePages

I'm thrilled to have one of my fellow Sacred & Profane Anthology authors on the blog today. Please welcome the fabulous Mira Stanley!


Good morning! Thanks for having me HK.
You might be wondering what all the whispering is about. I’ve got the inside info. It’s about women indulging in what makes them smile, squirm, and send come-hither looks to their lovers.
It’s about all people, regardless of gender, ethnicity, or comic-book-hero preference, embracing whatever it is that sparks their sexuality.
It’s about enjoying something that leaves you burning and eager for more yet oddly satisfied.
It’s about the sacred.
And the profane.
Together.


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I teamed up with a bunch of awesome authors (ahem, HK included!) to celebrate all the things that titillate us in the way of the sacred and profane.
I’ve read the whole anthology, and it’s a truly excellent collection of short stories. This isn’t smut for smut’s sake. These are stories of love, retribution, and soul-cleansing confession. They are stories of faith and fantasy.



Here’s a short excerpt from my story in SACRED & PROFANE, Taking Mary Beth:

I lift the bag from her hands and say, “I’ve got one question for you, sweetheart. Did that man kill your mother?”
She looks at her prone father with her face void of emotion. When she looks back at me, her eyes grow shiny. She nods, and her mouth twists.
I know right then she’s never confessed it before. Her father’s threats have kept her quiet for fifteen years. Literally. Someday, maybe she’ll tell me about the life she’s lived in this house without her mother, but at the moment, all I care about is us putting that life in the rearview mirrors so we can start a new life together.
“Thank you for trusting me with that.” I mean that sincerely. Admitting her father’s sin took courage. I offer her my hand. “Ready to ride?”
Her eyes go round. I would bet my leathers she’s never been on a bike before. My Mary Beth is about to experience a lot of firsts. I plan to make each one magical, especially the one I have in store for her tonight.



What are you waiting for? If these themes light your fire, grab your copy of Sacred & Profane now! Start at Mira’s website and look for the link you like best.

Mira Stanley
Mira dreams of a life where hairy-chested, foul-mouthed pool men serve cocktails while she reads in the embrace of a shady hammock. Her reality looks more like errands, carpooling, sneaking in writing time when she can, and snuggling with her husband and kids after a regular-old day in the Pacific Northwest.

Sex is sacred. It’s also fun. That’s why Mira writes smut with feeling. In her perfect world, every woman who wants it would have access to entertaining, titillating, thought-provoking stories in an environment free of shame.


Monday, 30 January 2017

The Pine Forest - Release Blitz @michelle_dare #Fantasy #Romance @OnceUponAnAlpha




One touch, one spark, two lives forever changed.

Pine and Azure. The war between the two kingdoms lasted far too long. Peace was finally established, but the survivors would never forget who fought on the front lines. Oliver Sage had a reputation for being a ruthless knight. He’d seen enough death to last a lifetime and worked on putting the past behind him, although not all would let him forget.

Addison was the only daughter of King and Queen Azure. With three brothers, she knew she’d always be protected, but she also wanted to learn how to take care of herself. She was strong, had a good heart, and wanted to be treated as an equal. Magical abilities ran in her family, and she had one no one knew of.

Oliver had given his heart to one princess, until the night he dreamed of another. Addison was the last woman he should desire, especially given who she was. However, what if she wanted him as well? They’d hated each other their entire lives, but suddenly couldn’t resist the desire which built between them. There were also those who didn’t think they should be together. Forbidden romance could only stay hidden for so long in the dark depths of the Pine Forest.








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Michelle Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new adult to fantasy. There aren’t enough hours in the day for her to write all of the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, she’s a wife and mom living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.



Week 126 #MasturbationMonday Who needs snippets - just go enjoy that video prompt!



OMFG, the video Kayla picked for this week's prompt is as mesmerizing as it is arousing. I don't even mind if you don't read the snippet I left below. Go over to Masturbation Monday Central and watch it. Then watch it again. 😜

A snip from m/m, erotic, gay-for-you story, Adrenaline Lust

An attending physician tutors his intern in more than just medicine...

One handed, Kin reached behind his head and gripped the collar of his shirt and pulled it off over his head. His abdominal muscles rippled as he tossed it aside. He left his jeans on but undone. 

On the prowl, Kin neared him, his gaze never leaving Blaine’s. “Are you sure about this?” 

In answer, Blaine kissed him for a change. He poured every tumultuous emotion he was wrestling with into it. 

Kin coaxed him backward onto the bed and followed him down, covering him. He pulled Blaine’s arms above his head. He wrapped his hands around Blaine’s wrists and held them, all the while their tongues duelled. Slowly but surely, he felt Kin inching back up. 

Kin tossed his knees over Blaine’s hips, straddling him. He placed his bare chest to Blaine’s naked abdomen, then slowly skimmed his hard body up Blaine’s. He ended the complete body roll by pressing his pelvis to Blaine’s then dragging his burgeoning erection against Blaine’s full-fledged hard-on. Blaine arched his back loving the feel of Kin’s large body on top of him. 

Kin eased to the side and began to caress him. He started at his pecs and worked his way downward until he finally reached the part of him vibrating for some much-needed attention. Then he took his time, exploring and teasing every inch, from the tip of his cock to the crack of his ass and everywhere in between. 

Kin rubbed Blaine’s balls, lightly squeezing them. Blaine’s attention-starved cock bobbed over his abdomen.

“Ya like that?” Kin mumbled. 

“Mmm.” Blaine hummed as Kin flexed his hand. When he cupped his sac, he smoothed his fingers over Blaine’s perineum. A surge of excitement shot not only through his dick but made his asshole clench. 

“Relax.” 

Sure, easy for him to say when he didn’t have another man poking and probing his back passage. But he couldn’t deny it felt good. 

Kin shuffled down the bed but thankfully still kept stroking Blaine’s body. 

Crooking an arm behind his head, Blaine cracked an eye open to find Kin staring at his junk. He licked his lips, and Blaine’s cock pulsed at the action. 

Kin bowed his head and licked the end of Blaine’s straining penis. Unable to help himself Blaine’s hips flexed. 

“Eager are we?” Kin asked before fluttering his tongue all around the throbbing head. 

“Uhhh, yeah, that’s good.” Blaine melted into the mattress and let Kin have his way. 

Kin deep-throated him. Rivulets of saliva poured down his shaft. 

“Holy fuck, man, for a guy who’s only sucked cock once before, you sure know exactly what to do,” Blaine said. His voice sounded laboured even to him. 

Kin came up for air. “I’m just doing what I would like.” 

Blaine tucked that bit of info away for later. 

With one steadying hand on his pulsing dick, Kin used the other molding Blaine’s balls. At first just soft touches, stroking and exploring. Then he spread the wetness from his mouth all over Blaine’s swollen testes. At the same time, he went down on him with utter abandon, swallowing his cock over and over. 

“God that feels good.” Blaine panted. 

He toyed with Blaine’s ass. His caresses became bolder, more invasive. Reflexively, he clenched, and Kin immediately moved away. 

Kin hummed. The vibration reverberated through his shaft all the way down to his sac. His hips twitched driving the length deeper into Kin’s throat. Blaine gripped the sheets and tightened every muscle he owned in an attempt to slow his racing need. Christ! How he wanted it to last. 

Without warning, Kin sucked hard, on an upward arc. Pleasure-pain like an electrical current shot up his shaft. Blaine’s hips came off the bed. Just as quickly, Kin released the suction, then shimmied down the bed until he was between Blaine’s legs. With soft strokes he teased Blaine’s balls with his tongue, laving and licking them, even taking a moment to give some attention to the perianal area, once again, coming close to Blaine’s butthole. 

A guttural groan escaped him. It wasn’t often he got that kind of thorough attention and never from a guy, but he was enjoying every fucking second of it. But it kinda made sense too. As Kin had said, he was only doing what he would enjoy. It took a man to please a man. 

Individually, he sucked one ball then the other into his hot mouth, alternating rolling his tongue and sucking. His technique soft yet rough at the same time. It kept Blaine on guard, never knowing what to expect, pleasure, pain or both. 

“Jesus, Kin what are you doing to me?” 

“Feel good?” he asked, looking up at him. His cock throbbed between them answering for him. 

“Feels sooo good.” 

“You ain’t felt nothin’ yet. Ya got lube?” 

He reached for the tube that conveniently sat by the bedside. Thanks to Kin, lately he’d been masturbating like a teenaged boy. Perhaps that was what was giving him some blessed longevity. 

The mattress dipped, and Blaine lost sight of Kin as he slipped right off the end of the bed and onto the floor. 

“Scooch that tight ass down here,” he said before Blaine heard him squeezing a liberal blob of lubricant into his hand. “Grab a pillow and tuck it under your hips.” 

Hesitantly, Blaine crab-walked to the end of the bed. Kin centred the pillow in the arch of his spine, tipping his pelvis. He then coated his stiff cock and ass with the slippery stuff. Once again Blaine sagged at the amazing attention. 

Firmly, Kin wrapped his hand around the base of Blaine’s dick and pumped gently, while fluttering his fingers over his virgin hole, tapping and circling. Every time Blaine stiffened in anticipation of the eventual invasion, Kin darted away. 

Keeping him blissfully confused, Kin changed it up, switching between a quick hand job then a little anal play. 

“Pull your knees back,” he said, his own voice choppy with arousal. 

As Blaine tucked his hands behind his knees and held his legs, Kin surreptitiously, eased his index finger inside his ass, knuckle deep, then stopped, allowing him a chance to get used to it. 

“Sneak,” Blaine said, without heat, relieved in a way.

“Ya thought you knew all about the male anatomy, didn’t you? Pay attention, intern, you’re about to get schooled.”



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Saturday, 28 January 2017

#MySexySaturday Rainy Afternoon or a #HotScot in the shower...

Welcome to the 174th week of My Sexy Saturday

The Rules:
Post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a WIP or published work


This week’s theme: My Sexy Rainy Afternoon

Readers, please visit us at our new Author Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and every one of you there as we’re starting new things this month with fun and prizes along the way.



Hannah entered the bathroom. The shower was in the corner. It was open-plan, without doors, lined in terracotta tile. A huge showerhead sprouted from the centre of the stall, raining a waterfall over his glorious body. He stood under the spout with his face raised to the spray—his feet slightly spread apart, supporting his muscular thighs.  

“Are ya goin' to stand there watchin’ or will ya join me, Hannah-lass?” he asked, running his hands through his wet hair and stepping back out of the water to look at her.  


She wondered if he was even aware that he was calling her that. It was what Lockhart had called her.  


A little bit of the devil crept into her and she thought to have some fun with him. “I just came in to tell you that Cass is on her way to pick me up.” She even turned in the direction of the door, giving the impression she was leaving. “So, I’ll be seeing you…” 


Hannah didn’t get to finish when Llach slammed into her, his hard wet chest against her back. He embraced her, stopping her progress.  


Hannah laughed as breath rushed from her lungs at the impact.  


“I don’t think so,” he said, his voice deep and insistent. “Not unless she wants to get an eyeful. Because you are not leavin’ here until I’m good and done with ya.” His salacious promises coupled with the seductive accent sent goosebumps skittering over her skin. 


She turned in his arms and threw hers around his neck, stretching to reach his searching mouth. As he kissed her, he dragged her backward into the shower. 





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Friday, 27 January 2017

New Release - Dragon Trap [Coalition Mates 5] by Sarah Marsh @SM_fiction #shifter #menage mmf

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Dragon Trap, Coalition Mates Book 5

**AVAILABLE NOW!**

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(Will be available on Amazon/Kobo/B&N etc approx. Feb 19)

Blurb:


All Marisol Lewis had ever wanted was a family, but her ex-husband back on Earth made sure that would never happen while they were together. Now? After waking up on an alien planet, she has a plan and she’s more determined than ever to see it through on her own.

When the contract comes up that will give her exactly what she’s always dreamed of, she’s eager to sign on the dotted line and begin the journey to her new home planet of Dolovia. But when things go horribly wrong, she ends up surrounded by mad doctors and Frankenstein space pirates.

Luca and Baelion are dragon shifters with a troubled past, shunned by their own people, they now work for the Coalition Council taking rescue jobs that no one else can do. They manage to find Marisol—but their rescue plans take a wrong turn and they all end up stranded on a dangerous quarantined planet.

Mari finds out the hard way that life often gets in the way of best-laid plans…and dragon shifters most definitely do get in the way of hers.

Good thing for her that dragons are naturally quite stubborn once they decide they want something—and they’ve decided she’s theirs.


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Story Excerpt:


Mari stared at the sheer beauty of the male in front of her. His chest was a sculpture of rippling golden muscles. Fine beads of sweat made their way down his toned stomach, drawing her gaze ever lower. She watched as his hips swayed back and forth to the seductive music, his low, loose pants barely clinging to his lean body. She wasn’t sure if she’d even seen a more beautiful man before; it had certainly been long enough since she’d had her hands on any man at all. The sighs of the woman next to her finally broke the trance of his delectable gyrations and allowed her to turn her eyes away. No point in torturing herself any further with things that she couldn’t have.

“God, Mari, how can you even look away from a sight that divine?” Devyn fanned herself with both hands. “I mean, I love Benic like a brother, but when that boy dances, even I can’t keep my thoughts platonic.”

“Well, I’m almost old enough to be his mother, so I shouldn’t be gawking at him at all,” Marisol answered as she stood up from the stone bench where they’d been watching the dance performance. The gardens of the Courtesan Guild building were created for showcasing and practicing all sorts of exotic performance arts, and most of those who attended the classes or worked in the building loved to enjoy the shows.

“You’re leaving right in the middle of his routine?” Devyn asked, looking back at her as if she were crazy.

“I’ve got an appointment with the Guild Matron in twenty minutes. Sally says she’s found the perfect contract for me.”

“Oh,” Devyn answered with a frown. “This soon? I thought it would take longer, that we’d have at least until I’m done with classes before you shipped off to planets unknown.”

Mari reached over and gave her friend a tight hug. For some reason, little Devyn’s perky, outrageous personality had meshed perfectly with her own—surprisingly, since she’d been told on more than one occasion that she was too serious, too much of a control freak. So the tiny tornado of happiness had become her best friend here, and if she was sent off world, she would miss her something fierce.

“Don’t worry, Devyn. It might not even be one that I want,” Mari said with a shrug. “No point in worrying over nothing. I’ll see you after.”

As Marisol walked back through the education center and into the Courtesan admin wing, she had to admire the sensuous beauty of the building. If she had been ten years younger and perhaps a little bit braver, she would have loved to apply to the Courtesan Guild. It sounded so glamorous and fascinating, and Sally certainly couldn’t look any happier than she was in her new role as Guild Matron. Of course, it didn’t hurt that it was a role that just happened to come with a smoking-hot husband, Guild Master Arkenon Quinn. A more devastating alpha male Mari had never met, and she couldn’t help but be a little jealous of her friend.

She walked into Sally’s new office and was not surprised to see the intimidating Kalista Dax standing at the secretary’s desk, going over some paperwork. When the former Tokka assassin turned her unsettling solid blue eyes toward Mari, it was all she could do not to book it back out the damned door. Kali had always been very nice to the rest of the rescued Earthers and actively went out of her way to make friends, but the rumors of the kind of violence she was capable of left Mari just a bit freaked out.

“Hello, Marisol. Are you here for your appointment with the Guild Matron?” Kali asked, an almost smile trying to form on her beautiful, pale white face.

Mari knew that Kali liked to spend so much time with the Earth females because they were so expressive emotionally. She was only half Tokka and had been forced to suppress her physical expressions at an early age. Since Kali had defected from a society where it was unacceptable to show emotions of any kind, she was trying to learn by observing them, and sometimes the results could be…unsettling.

“Yes, Sally said that she may have found a placement for me,” Mari answered, trying to maintain eye contact with the much taller woman.

“Mari, come on in!” Sally bellowed from her desk, which made both Mari and Kali smile at how outrageous their new Guild Matron could be.

Sally was up to her elbows in material swatches when Marisol sat down in front of the large desk. The office was beautiful, with an incredible view of the mountains through the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side. The furniture was all made in a black wood that looked exotic and expensive. But then again, Sally’s new position as Guild Matron was one of the most important on the entire planet of Sirus. It was just strange because Sally really didn’t seem to care about the prestige at all. She had really grown into herself since that day they had all walked out of their rooms for the first time and realized they were now on an alien planet, but she was still just Sally to the rest of her friends.

“Argh, I’m supposed to decide on material for new dresses for the council meetings, and I seriously couldn’t care less. I wonder if I can hire someone to do all of this clothing crap for me?” the Guild Matron said, shoving the material to the other side of the desk with a look of disgust. “So how are you, Mari? How are the classes going?”

“Good, Sal. I’m almost done with the EMT equivalent, so I’m sure that will be handy to have on top of my nursing experience. You said you had a possible match for me for placement?” She squirmed in her chair, trying not to look too excited.

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Adult Excerpt:


“You’re so wet for us already,” the low sexy timbre of Luca’s voice only made her want him more. “I need to taste you.”

“Later, Luca. I need you right now.” She moaned as Baelion took one of her aching nipples deep into his mouth. “I can’t wait. Please.”

She boldly moved her legs farther apart, planting her feet flat on the mats. It was an unmistakable invitation—one Luca didn’t disappoint her on. He quickly rid himself of his shorts and then moved between her thighs, rubbing the swollen, thick head of his cock along her wet folds.

“Luca, stop teasing me.”

His only answer was a low growl as he slowly pushed his length inside of her, his eyes locked on hers. It was extremely intense. His gaze never left hers as he filled her up.

“Watching you take him is so fucking hot, Mari.” Bae’s voice from beside her snagged her attention. His own blue eyes were locked to where their bodies joined. He ran one finger down her stomach until it lightly made a slow path around her swollen clit, causing her to moan and tighten around the hard shaft buried deep within her.

“She’s so warm and wet, Bae. Feel for yourself.” Luca grabbed Baelion’s hand and guided it lower to where the root of him met her body.

Mari’s hips bucked up when Bae continued to rub a trail along her folds and then back up to her clit. Meanwhile Luca set a leisurely pace, thrusting in slowly and then retreating. She could feel the pressure building inside of her, and she sighed when Baelionmoved to capture her lips in a slow kiss.

The two of them continued their sensual torment, never letting her set the pace or tempt them to lose control. Bae had her arms gently pinned above her head with one hand. The thrill of being completely under their control seemed to electrify all of her senses. They were true to their word, completely tender in their care for her—but there was an intensity to their actions that was different than before. They were loving her so intently that it was her undoing.

“Oh God.” She whimpered into his mouth as Luca’s firm but steady pace lit her up until she was just on the cusp of orgasm. “Please, I need to come.”

“Come for us, little one,” Bae murmured as he finally pinched down on her swollen button, causing her to spasm all around Luca’s shaft.

“Yeeeessss.” She moaned as she came. All of the tension in her body finally broke and swept her away in a warm rush of pleasure.  Luca pushed deep one last time before he joined her, groaning her name.

Baelion still slowly stroked her as she came down from the high, Luca still buried deep inside of her. There was certainly something to be said for slow and steady. It was a different type of pleasure than the passionate coupling from their previous encounter, but no less impactful. It was more intimate. There was more tenderness in their touch, and it melted her.

“How are you feeling, Mari?” Luca leaned forward to slowly sip at her lips. She opened her eyes when he stopped, only to see that he had moved to kiss Baelion as well.

“Much more relaxed,” she murmured, hypnotized at the sight of their lips and tongues moving together. Her satiated libido suddenly roared to life once again as Luca withdrew his spent shaft from her and settled himself this time behind Baelion.

“And what shall we do with you, love?” Luca reached over the other man’s hip, moving lower until he grasped Bae’s turgid length and stroked it slowly. “Let us take care of you now.”

“I don’t want to make Mari sore.” Bae’s voice was quiet and strained with desire as she joined her hand with Luca’s on the other man’s cock.

“I’m fine, Bae,” she whispered, leaning in to lick at his neck. “I promise.”

“Move closer and give me your leg, Marisol.” Luca released Bae’s cock and pulled her thigh up to rest over both of their hips, opening her up to them.

She moaned when the wet tip of Baelion’s cock rubbed up against her sensitive clit, loving how hard he was for them. When he slowly slid into her, they both let out a long breath. He was slightly thicker than Luca but felt oh so good as he stretched her.

“Neither of you move.” Luca’s voice was thick with desire once again as he reached for the remainder of the julla leaves and collected the thick gel on his fingers before returning to his position behind his mate.

Baelion tightened his arms around Mari’s waist as he groaned low in her ear, his hips bucking slightly against her. She had a pretty good idea what Luca had done, and when he was once again tight against Bae’s back, she leaned over and kissed him, moving her hips slowly, working the thick length inside of her.

“Ahh, Goddess, this feels amazing.” Bae panted as Luca began to thrust into him and Mari continued to move along his shaft. “It’s too much. I can’t last long.”

She had a feeling that was Luca’s intention as he bit down on Bae’s shoulder, making the other man cry out as his hips bucked furiously, taking her breath away every time he slammed against her swollen clit. Mari could feel the force of Luca’s thrusts as he took Bae’s ass.

“Do you like being fucked by both of us at the same time, love?” Luca whispered into Bae’s ear, the dirty words only increasing her desire.

“Yes, I love it,” was Bae’s breathless response, sweat beading at his temple and then slowly making its way down the side of his face.

“Mari, come on his cock.” Luca locked eyes with her. “Make him come inside of you.”

She nodded and bit her lip as she reached down between their straining bodies. Her fingers slipped in the wetness before finding purchase, and all it took was two passes over her clit before her orgasm hit. She tightened around Bae’s shaft, urging him to find his own release.

“Mari!” he bellowed before sinking deep inside of her one last time. She could feel the tremors flow through him as he came hard, his peak, in turn, bringing Luca as well. His roar of completion rang out into the quiet night.


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About the author:


Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.


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Thursday, 26 January 2017

New Release - Undone by Destiny [Blue Star Shifters 2] by @allysonyoung45 #PNR



Blurb


Desiree lost her heart to Tahl before he moved away, pursuing a redheaded shifter. Devastated, she somehow managed to hope he got what he needed. Except, being part Fae, she now believes she’s cursed him. Tahl has returned, unmated, refusing to share what transpired.

When Tahl pursues her, realizing what she has always meant to him, Desi desperately avoids, her guilt—and refusal to be second choice—a deterrent to her heart. Her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, and hot from the chase, Tahl corners her. He triggers her heat and she must allow him to assuage it, however outraged and resentful she might be.

The redhead follows Tahl, refusing to accept his mating—he can’t be bonded should his mate die... The males fail to thwart the nefarious plan, and the true nature of both females is revealed. Only one bitch can win and keep Tahl’s heart, and Desi won’t lose. 


Excerpt

Now that he was here, he was stalling, and he grimaced. Nothing much scared him, but the female presumably inside the cabin… He forced his feet to carry up the short set of stairs and opened the front door with a confidence he didn’t feel. Until he saw her.

Huddled on the couch, facing him, was his future mate, the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen—or scented. Cheeks flushed, hair now streaming in wild abandon and clothing awry, she glared at him, her rage muted by the trembling need radiating from her tense body.

“Baby. I got here as soon as I could. I—” His attempt at an apology was overridden as Desi lurched to her feet.

“It’s not fucking fair that I have no recourse in this, Tahl. It’s a done deal because you decided. You. And now I’m stuck with you. I have to submit to your … physical attentions so I can function.” She laughed, a harsh mimicry of her usual, musical burst of sound. The one he hadn’t heard in his vicinity for a very long time but had never forgotten. The dichotomy scalded his senses.

She stood, her body shaking, the hormonal flux pouring off of her, and he balled his fists to keep his hands to himself. A vastly angry Desiree was an incredibly beautiful and appealing female and his wolf seethed with impatience against her siren call. Tahl shoved his animal back and cudgeled his brain for something that would soothe her. Some sense of self-preservation kept him from offering his heart. It was quite likely she’d carve it out of his chest and eat it with a spoon.

His breath stuttered as with awkward, jerky movements, she yanked at the front of her silky shirt, the fine fabric rending beneath her impatient hands. She threw the remnants in the general direction of the couch before working at the zipper on her little skirt. The garment slid over her thighs to pool around her ankles, his avid stare tracking it as the black lace of her matching panties was revealed as well as the long length of her legs. She stepped out, nearly losing her balance, and kicked the material away.

This was so not how he imagined it. Throat dry, he closed the distance. “Desiree. Easy, baby. Let me—”

“You’ve done enough, Tahl,” she coughed out between shuddering breaths. “Now do what nature intended.” Her pretty bra popped open and her breasts were displayed. Sitting high on her narrow torso, they were in perfect proportion to the rest of her, though visibly swollen with need, the dark nipples beaded tightly.

Everything in him screamed to take her right fucking now, his cock so hard it hurt, his wolf groveling. Groveling. With inner strength he somehow drew from somewhere, perhaps his conscience, maybe his aching heart, he wrestled his libido into submission and hugged her instead. Trying to offer her comfort. His eyes closed against the intense draw of her soft, silky skin, the heat of her radiating intensely to the very marrow of his bones.

Desiree wrestled free, wild-eyed and flushed. Surely no other male would have been so fucking stupid as to trigger his future mate’s heat on the side of a goddamn highway and then leave her unfulfilled? He cursed himself again.

She scrabbled at the fine stuff of her underwear and it met the same fate as her shirt. Tahl drank in his first sight of the female who was his, all creamy skin and smooth curves, the soft dark hair at her apex neatly trimmed. But she was shaking harder, out of control, the scent of her arousal overwhelming him, and instinct took over.

With economic movements, he stripped off his own clothing. Desiree swayed, her eyes tightly shut as she panted through the tiny whimpers falling from her lips. He spoke her name even as he gathered her up and bore her down on the wide, soft couch, but she wouldn’t—or couldn’t—open her eyes.

There was no time, or need, or foreplay. He’d left her too long. Testing her preparedness with one finger, he grunted his satisfaction. Soaked. Her thighs opened wide for him as he maneuvered between them, her arms splayed and her head thrown back. She writhed, her wolf clearly right at the surface, and her whimpers escalated both in volume and quantity.

Recognizing the time for fucking couldn’t be put off by conversation, however necessary, he fit the weeping crown of his cock against her opening. Wet, sultry heat engulfed him as he surged inside on a desperate thrust. And froze at her muffled yelp.

“Fuck me, baby. Fuck. Me.” He wrapped her up, working his arms beneath her shoulders to tuck her as tightly against him as he could manage while holding his cock steady, giving her time to adjust. It was his turn to screw his own eyes shut in order to concentrate on not moving one fucking iota. He’d just taken her virginity, and even his wolf paused in its desperation to claim her. 


Author Bio

Allyson Young lives in cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She worked in the human services all across Canada and has seen the best and worst of what people bring to the table. Allyson has written for years, mostly short stories and poetry, published in small newspapers and the like, although her work appeared in her high school yearbooks too! After reading an erotic romance, quite by accident, she decided to try her hand at penning erotica.

Allyson will write until whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.

Wednesday, 25 January 2017

Grand Slam by Lily Harlem and Lucy Felthouse is Just .99c/p! @lily_harlem @cw1985 #sale #99cents

To celebrate the Australian Open, the eBook version of BDSM sports romance novel Grand Slam is just .99c/p until the 29th January!

Blurb
A Raw Talent book.
California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed, Travis Connolly, resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.
I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I buried deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing was certain, being not just master of the court, but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.

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