Monthly Archives: March 2013
Welcome to another installment of Sexy Snippets, where we share seven steamy sentences from a WIP or completed work. This week, I thought I would share another small piece of my erotic romance, A LEAP OF FAITH, which is due for release from Evernight Publishing in May of this year.
“Yes, Sir.” Faith padded across the carpet, grabbing a terrycloth robe from the coat rack near the bathroom door on her way by.
“What are you doing?”
She froze mid stride, one arm half stuffed in the robe’s sleeve and glanced over her shoulder. “Getting the coffee, Sir.”
“Put the robe back on the peg, Faith. I didn’t give you permission to cover yourself.”
*shivers* Man, I just love a man who knows he is in control. Always makes me melty 😛 How about you? What sort of man gets you hot? Commanding? Sweet? Leave a comment below and let me know.
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Oh, and Happy Easter!!
Welcome to another installment of Wicked Wednesday. This week my guest is the fabulous erotic romance author, Lila Shaw, who is sharing an excerpt with us from her Evernight Publishing release, SUCCUBUS STEAM.
If you haven’t read one of Ms. Shaw’s titles, you are definitely missing out. She is one of my favorite erotic romance authors.
Blurb: A succubus half-breed, such as Violet, who hobnobs with the highest echelons of Victorian London society, is a bride in a difficult marriage of extremes. Any act that wants of propriety, and she would find herself banished to the wilds of Cornwall where her full-blooded succubus sisters live and thrive. Yet she prefers the company of mortals, even if she must occasionally risk her reputation by engaging in discreet sexual liaisons.
When Violet’s great uncle dies and bequeaths her his laboratory and home, she crafts an artificially intelligent automaton named Adam to sate her carnal needs. Her plan is coming along nicely until an incubus from her past, and the unwitting model for her invention, discovers her secret. Violet has good reason to be wary of losing her heart to Lyle, but perhaps Adam is the key to fulfilling all of her desires.
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
“Adam. I am desirous of your copulatory skills.”
He turns his head and regards me with the most devilish smile, again surprising me with his quick ability to synthesize my responses and predict new ones. “Yes, my love.” He snaps into a side lying position and whispers a finger from my forehead, down over my nose and lips, down my throat and into the valley between my breasts. He replaces his finger with his mouth, pressing light kisses in the same path before returning to my lips.
I moan and kiss him, too, opening my lips to receive his tongue and sliding mine against it. As we kiss, his fingers tiptoe to my sex to fondle and explore, moving me to the limit of what I can bear without being more thoroughly penetrated.
Adam changes the angle of his head as he repositions himself on top of me. He’s heavy, but when I open my thighs, the pressure shifts from my chest to my hips. “You are so beautiful, my love,” he whispers. Those lips move to my neck where his tongue swirls against my skin in the heat from his mouth.
“Yes, Adam, I like that,” I say, my voice husky with need.
He supports more of his weight on his elbows. His hands move, his left threading through my hair to cradle my skull while the right skims over my breasts to my hips to my thighs. He pulls one leg higher. I wrap both around his narrow hips, pressing his rigid cock between us and moving against him.
Two new hands touch my legs and my eyes fly open. “Lyle!”
“Shh-shh-shh. Just trust me,” Lyle says. He rubs his hands along my calves and to my insteps, repeating the soothing caresses again and again.
Adam takes both my wrists in one hand and pins them over my head. He moves off and lies on his side next to me. His mouth latches on to a nipple where he sucks, his hot tongue bathing it in warmth. He hums and groans, tugging gently with his lips and offering the occasional scrape of his teeth.
Lyle moves his head in between my splayed legs. His breath fans my sex. His fingers grip and push my thighs to open me further to him.
My back arches up and I cry out when Lyle’s tongue plows a broad stroke between my folds then encircles but never touches my prime pleasure point. Adam ceases his suckling to smother my cries with a kiss. Lyle’s ministrations continue to torment me. I reach a hand down to push his head away, saying, “Stop! I’ll come, but it’s too soon.”
But he doesn’t. If anything, his mouth grows hungrier, his tongue more cruel as it dives deep inside my channel, always skipping past the neediest part of my sex. Adam, too, is busy applying that marvelous mouth to my breasts, my neck, my ears and my lips.
“Adam,” I can barely get the words out between gasps and kisses. “Watch Lyle, watch and learn.”
About Lila Shaw
Lila Shaw is the pen name for a writer of works of erotica and erotic romance. She also writes tamer adult fiction as Claire Gillian.
Lila’s erotic writings typically involve strong-willed women with feminist tendencies, and are often playful, sarcastic and even silly. She believes if you can’t occasionally laugh at the physical aspects of love, you’re taking life far too seriously…unless the condom breaks, then you have every right to fret.
Once again, my Sunday post is just a bit late. I’m still getting used to posting up for UK times as many of the authors involved are from there.
Promise I will get better as we go 🙂
This week’s snippet is brought to you by my most recent erotic release, Blood and Fire.
His strong fingers gripped my chin. “Look at me, Frankie.”
I flexed and unflexed my fingers like a pressure release valve as I lifted my eyes to his. The intensity of his gaze tied my squirming guts into a knot.
“Bartholomew would like you to join him this evening.” Kevin’s tone matched his eyes. He expected no argument.
Blood and Fire is a dark erotica/erotic horror story featuring BDSM and D/s elements.
When he takes Frankie to her first fetish party, she is reminded being collared means her Master can do what he wishes with her, including offering her “services” for the evening to a Dominant business associate he is trying to impress.
It doesn’t take long for Frankie to realize their host, Bartholomew Andrews is nothing like any Dom she has ever served. Aside from his devastating looks and heaping financial fortune, Bartholomew can read her thoughts, and knows just how to make her body react.
Can Frankie keep her wits about her and serve at his feet without falling for him, or will Master Amazing steal both her heart and her soul in one steamy night of servitude?
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A LEAP OF FAITH, the sequel to FAITH’S GIFT (Vanilla-Free Christmas) and the beginning of my “Roses and Thorns” series has been contracted by Evernight Publishing for tentative release in May 2013.
I’m over the moon excited to be working with Evernight on my first solo release with their fantastic and growing publishing house.
To celebrate the great news, I thought I would offer you a little tidbit from each of the stories, and hopefully get you all as excited as I am about the new release.
From FAITH’S GIFT (Vanilla-Free Christmas):
He led her back down the hall off of the living room, but instead of entering his bedroom as Faith had anticipated, Richard stopped at the door to the storage room across the hall. He unlocked the door with a tiny silver key he removed from his shorts pocket and pushed it open. “Ladies first.”
Faith took a few tentative steps into the darkened room.
Richard followed her inside and flicked on the light.
The first thing to capture Faith’s attention was the giant black cross positioned directly across from the door. There were leather straps on both sides and at the bottom. Beside it sat a padded sawhorse with a kneeler, and next to that was a table similar to one you might find in a doctor’s office. On the wall were black and silver instruments of all types and sizes; some she recognized, most she didn’t.
Fear tickled the hair on her arms. She took a step backward, coming in contact with Richard’s chest.
“Don’t be afraid,” he soothed, voice soft at her ear. His arms slipped around her waist. “I know you aren’t ready for most of the toys in here. We’re just here to grab a few things.”
Faith stared at the barbed whip hanging on the wall beside the cross. *Hopefully not that.*
He nibbled at her earlobe, scattering her thoughts. “We’ll take things slow and easy so you can learn to trust me.”
His lips were driving her mad. Faith tilted her head, giving him unfettered access to her throat.
Richard’s teeth played havoc with coherent thought. His words vibrated along her pulse. “I’ll take that as a ‘Yes, Sir’.” He released his hold on her waist and headed to a wall of hanging chain and leather. He removed a thin black studded collar from its peg. He glanced over his shoulder. “Come here.”
I can’t certainly understand why readers have taken such a shine to Richard. Just the right amount of dominance, sarcasm and charm. Here is a bit more of Richard — this time from the new story, A LEAP OF FAITH.
Not quite ready to face the realities of dawn, she snuggled deeper into the covers, inhaled a lungful of his spicy scent, and pressed her eyes closed.
When she opened them again, her gaze locked with Richard, who sat reclined against the headboard. Had he been watching her sleep? She moved to sit up, cheeks heating.
Richard held her in place, a smile lighting his features. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Sorry, I was just…”
“Just nothing. I’m not done admiring your beauty quite yet. The black leather collar suits you, pet.”
A tiny smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but before she could thank him, Richard swiped the blankets away with a quick jerk, exposing her nudity, and letting all the trapped heat out from under them.
Faith squealed, wrapped her arms around her bared breasts and rolled into him, Burying her face against his chest, she gave an exaggerated shiver. “Too cold.”
“It’s like eighty degrees in here.”
She peeked up at him. “It was until you let all the heat out of the covers.”
He reached between her arms and tweaked a nipple. “Don’t worry. You’ll warm up while you’re making the coffee. You know where everything is, yes?”
She shivered and glanced across the room at the bedroom door. “It’s so far away.”
His laughter warmed her some. “You’ll survive. I like mine black, one sugar.” He gave her behind a pinch. “Hop to it. The sooner it’s done, the sooner you can return to the warm covers.” A teasing light danced in his eyes. “And, more importantly, me.”
Faith bowed her lips into a pretty pout. “May I have a kiss to keep me warm during my journey to the harsh and frozen realm of ceramic kitchen tiles?”
“How can I refuse you when you ask so nicely, fair maiden?” He gripped her chin, his sweet mouth descending towards hers. A hair’s breath from reaching her parted lips, Richard hesitated. “What do you say?”
“Please?” she begged.
He captured her mouth with his, heating Faith to her toes in the space of an instant, and scattering her thoughts like autumn leaves in a brisk wind.
She melted against him, whimpering when his tongue invaded and teased hers, taunting it to join in his erotic dance. Her hands slid up his toned pectorals on their way to encircle his neck.
Richard captured her wrists, stopping her timid advance in its tracks. He drew his hot lips away, leaving her breathless. “Oh, no you don’t. Nice try, little minx. Coffee first. Your reward comes afterward.”
Well, did it work? Are you just excited as excited for release day as I am? I’m sure you all realize I will do my best to keep you informed as things progress.
Feel free to comment or share your thoughts below. 🙂
NOTE: If you are an erotic book reviewer and are interested in receiving an ARC copy for review, just drop me an email at rbrennanerotica (at) yahoo (dot) com and I will add you to the list for when the ARC’s are complete.
It’s a busy week at the blog — finally 🙂
Today I have the cover reveal for a story that has been a long time coming. One I can’t wait for you all to get a chance to read. Eye of the Soul by dear friend, Terri Rochenski.
by Terri Rochenski
Release Date: October 7, 2013
Target Reader: Adult
Back of the Book
That should be Hyla’s first thought as her people are chained and imprisoned for no imaginable reason.
Instead, Hyla finds herself traveling through a land void of Natives, with human soldiers pillaging in desperate pursuit of her, and in search of the mystical Pool of Souls—home to the one man who can save her people.
Or so she believes.
Led by her faith in the deity Fadir, Hyla is met along her journey by Jadon—a human male and fierce King’s warrior, and his childhood best friend Conlin—one of the few Natives aware of his Fadir-given Talents.
Protected by Jadon, guided by Conlin, and with an unfailing belief in the purpose of her pilgrimage, Hyla carries on.
Like her, though, another searches for the Pool, and should he gain access first, everyone she loves, and everything she knows, could be lost.
Ahh Sunday… and once again I scramble to get my post up because I can’t seem to schedule them properly.
This week’s snippet is from the next installment in my Roses and Thorns series, A LEAP OF FAITH.
A contented grin pulled at her lips as Richard settled her back against the mattress.
He moved with her, hips fused to hers, seemingly unwilling to remove the rod still sheathed in her warm, quivering pussy, which suited her just fine. Richard smiled down at her, melting Faith into a puddle of delight. His index finger traced along her shoulder. “Too many nights like this one, and I may never let you go home.”
Flabbergasted by her body’s reaction to his words, a giddy chuckle bubbled from her. “Oh, the horror.”
This story is currently in submission. Things are looking positive, but until the ink is dry on the contract, I’m keeping my lips sealed.
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Welcome back and happy Saturday.
Today’s New Release News comes to us courtesy of fellow Evernight author, Isabella Olivia Ellis and Evernight’s Romance on the Go line. Looks like my kinda story…
Carolyn is a plain divorcee living a plain life. Though her sexual experiences have all been vanilla, she is drawn to the submissive aspect of BDSM. In the multi-player online world of Other Existence, she finds an outlet for this. It is there that she meets Dave, an older Air Force lieutenant colonel, who turns out to be her dominant counterpart. After weeks of chats in which they share their deepest desires, the two meet in real life and a match made in BDSM heaven is born.
As their relationship develops, she discovers the tenderness and emotion that complements the lifestyle. There are whips and spreader bars, but also loving massages afterward. When Dave is suddenly torn away from her by his duty to his country, it is up to Carolyn to decide if the love they’ve found is worth the fight to keep it.”
EXCERPT: (Mature Audiences Only)
Smiling deviously, he said, “Wait here. Just like that. This fun can wait for another time. I have something else in mind, and I am too impatient after talking about it for so long.”
And she did, kneeling with her palms resting on her knees.
After a few minutes, Dave reappeared with a thin steel rod with a cuff on each end.
Despite herself and the scenario, Carolyn gasped. “What is that thing?”
He knelt at her feet, pausing to adjust the length of the bar. “It’s a spreader bar, Little One. You’ve never seen one?”
“I have never even heard of that.”
“Well, we are certainly going to have some fun then, Little One. Turn around and face the bed. Spread your legs a little farther apart. That’s good, now straighten your knee. Good.” He wrapped a cuff around both of her ankles, then something clicked and Carolyn assumed the bar had locked into place.
Her legs were just slightly wider than what would normally be comfortable, but she didn’t make a peep of complaint.
Dave left the room once more and returned with a pair of handcuffs and a black leather flogger. He tossed the latter to the floor, and then without gentleness, he jerked her arms behind her back and cuffed her wrists together.
There she was, vulnerable before him. She felt exposed being bent forward over the bed with her arms cuffed behind her. She had no way of supporting herself, so she let gravity take over and sank into the bed, her ass still up in the air and ready for the taking.
With a jerk, Dave pulled her dress up over her ass to rest bunched up around her waist. The air kissed her bare skin as he shifted behind her. “Mmm. No panties. You listen well, Little One,” Dave whispered, his hands beginning to skim and stroke along her ass and thighs.
“Yes, Sir.” She replied, trying not to push herself at him in impatience as his movements began to heighten her senses.
His hands left her for a moment, and she heard him pull his briefs off. This was confirmed when the head of his cock brushed against her as he reached down for the flogger. Then she heard him step backward.
The flogger snapped through the air as Dave brought it up and back and forth, over and over, each time getting closer and closer to where Carolyn’s sensitive ass lay exposed.
Each crack caused her breath to heighten. She could scarcely even hear the sound of the flogger over the pounding of her heart.
“I am going to flog you, Little One. Flog that luscious, tasty ass of yours until it is inflamed and engorged, and then I am going to fuck it. What does my Little One think of that?”
I’m quite excited to bring this particular cover reveal to you, as it is for the Sequel to the fantastic New Adult title, WANT, written by my friend, and fellow Inkspell author, Stephanie Lawton.
If you read WANT, or have seen the cover, you will see why the cover for NEED is just perfect.
Here it is…
By Stephanie Lawton
Published by Inkspell Publishing
Release date: May 17, 2013
Isaac Laroche is cursed. All he wants to do is hide out and feel sorry for himself. Never mind that he got caught sleeping with his seventeen-year-old piano student, or that he abandoned her when the truth was exposed.
Isaac’s feisty high school sweetheart has different plans. Heather Swann has returned to their hometown of Mobile, Alabama, to regroup after breaking up with her troll of a fiancé. She’s restless and looking for a diversion, but she bites off more than she can chew when she sets her sights on rehabilitating Isaac with her unorthodox sexual, mental, and physical plans.
The two quickly reconnect, but their happiness is threatened by family secrets, old vendettas and the death of a beloved father-figure.
Can Heather handle Isaac’s baggage, or will her own come back to haunt them both?
NEED Goodreads button:
After collecting a couple English degrees in the Midwest, Stephanie Lawton suddenly awoke in the deepest reaches of the Deep South. Culture shock inspired her to write about Mobile, Alabama, her adopted city, and all the ways Southern culture, history and attitudes seduce the unsuspecting.
A lover of all things gothic, she can often be spotted photographing old cemeteries, historic buildings and, ironically, the beautiful beaches of the Gulf Coast. She also has a tendency to psychoanalyze people, which comes in handy when creating character profiles.
I’m so behind schedule this morning. My apologies to all for my inability to manage time properly.
This week, our Wicked Wednesday tidbit comes to us from Doris O’Connor’s most recent release, MR SATISFACTION GUARANTEED – NATASHA, which incidentally releases today. SO when you fall in love with the excerpt, you can go right out and order yourself a copy.
Today is today’s steamy excerpt: (MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY)
“Good girl. Keep holding on, face the mirrors, and spread your legs for me, pet.” His eyes connected with hers in the mirror, and the naked hunger on his face took her breath away. Her pussy clenched, and she whimpered when he stepped so close to her the heat of his skin burned into her exposed back.
“Here? Now?” she whispered, utterly unable to project the words with any conviction. He didn’t answer, just quirked one thick eyebrow and kicked her legs apart. His hand on her hips steadied her, and he pulled her dress up to her waist with the other. The slap on her ass stung and brought tears to her eyes. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out, as several more sharp slaps followed. He hit a different spot on her butt every time, and Natasha lost all sense of time, as pain morphed into bliss, and her juices ran down her inner thigh. By the time he stopped, she was arching her back into each slap. He massaged her tender skin, eliciting another moan from her, and then wrapped his hand around the long ends of her wig.
SG tugged, and her eyes flew open in horror, but she needn’t have worried. His other hand grasped the top of her head to stop the wig from coming off as he tugged hard and grasped her shoulder. He pulled her head back until it rested against his shoulder, and his breath fanned her face.
“I’ve got you, my pet, and I’m going to fuck you so hard. Would you like that, my sweet little slut?” He pulled harder, his fingers digging into her shoulder, and he released her head and undid the buttons on his jeans with one hand. The hard length of his cock dug into her ass, and Natasha whimpered her need. She didn’t think the words she’d asked to be called would turn her on quite so much.
“Answer me, slut. Do you want me to fuck you hard? Can you see how slutty you look in these mirrors? Look at yourself.”
She did as he commanded, and she saw a woman flushed with arousal. With her dress around her waist, and her legs open wide, her swollen and wet pussy was on display. Her ass cheeks were red, his finger prints clearly visible, and her skin heated at the visible signs of his possession. Her huge, passion clouded eyes locked with his, as he continued to talk dirty to her. Words that no man should say to the woman they were about to fuck, but words that turned her on so much, she could feel her body climb, from listening to his gravelly voice alone.
At this moment in time she wasn’t Natasha, the cancer survivor, whom everyone treated with kid gloves. No, right now, she was a woman desired and at the mercy of her Dom. She allowed herself to let go, to enjoy the moment, and she moaned her denial when he released her briefly to free his cock and sheath himself with a condom.
*fans self* Completely intrigued, right? Same here.
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/pages/Doris-O%27Connor.html
To Love or Die in a Steamy-Reamy World
10 Tales of Steampunk Silliness and Spookery
In the cozy seaside village of Steamville, New Hampshire, an unfaithful zombie, out of control werebots, succubi in corsets, and more wreak havoc in this short story collection from the author of Elemental.
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“Well written and very fast paced. You won’t get bored or find your mind wandering. I’d love to see a sequel to this collection and see what happens next. I give this book five out of five donuts.”
“This book starts off dipping its toe right into the heart of the story, not unlike Ms. White’s YA novel Elemental, and the story never really slows down to a lazy pace; making it a very easy and fast read.”
“Ms. White wonderfully succeeded in instilling humor into ten short stories about vampires, zombies, ghosts, and one mad scientist. Each story is brilliantly linked. The Victorian era setting delightfully adds to the humor.”
“This is a wonderful mix of Steampunk and Horror written in Emily White’s unmistakable brilliance and style. Does it get any better than that?”
About Author Emily White
Emily White lives in NY, wedged between two of the Great Lakes and a few feet of snow and ice. She’s spent most of her life running away from the cold, and even spent a year in Iraq, but now contents herself with writing her characters into warm, exotic places in faraway galaxies. When not tapping away at her computer keys, she can be found reading, reading, and reading some more. And when she’s not doing that, she’s usually playing video games with her husband, peek-a-boo with her kids, or walking through her garden, wondering why the bugs insist on eating all her vegetables.
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