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#WickedWednesday: Did you miss me? #MWTease #Excerpt #erotic #BDSM
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A big hearty welcome back everyone. It’s been some time since I’ve shared a #WickedWednesday post and once again, I have decided it would be fun to combine my regular Wednesday feature with a blog event run by my friend and fellow Evernight author, Sandra Bunino called the Mid-Week Tease. Since both “events” feature a steamy excerpt from a recent release or WIP, the combining of the two always works out so seamlessly.
This week, in honor of the acceptance of my latest story, LOCK, STOCK, and SPANK HER in The Crimson Rope anthology coming out from Evernight in early November, I thought I would share a little tease from it. As with most of my erotic tales, this one features a D/s couple and some fun BDSM play.
Without futher delay, here is your #WickedWednesday Mid-week Tease from LOCK, STOCK, and SPANK HER:
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Beth turned her attention to the goods displayed on the table. The collar on the dais flashed its emerald brilliance at her. “Uhm… did you make all these yourself?”
“I make everything I sell. Well, except the clamps and vibe toys. Those I get here or there. But all the whips, paddles, and collars are my own work.” Pride flashed in the mesmerizing blue depths of his eyes. “That particular collar is very special. One of a kind, actually. It used to belong to my girl.”
A tingle of warning crept along her spine. Used to? Curiosity reared its head, overtaking her good sense. “Why doesn’t it anymore?”
“My submissive passed away three years ago. Brain cancer.”
If she could have crawled under the table at that moment, she would have. “I’m so sorry.”
Alexander lifted a belaying hand. “Please, don’t be. You couldn’t have known. I knew when I stepped back into the lifestyle there were bound to be questions.”
“I still shouldn’t have stuck my nose where it doesn’t belong.”
His eyes sparkled when he smiled, accelerating her heart rate. “Well, then I have the perfect way for you to make it up to me.”
Beth flashed him a dubious look. “Really now?” His grin was infectious and she returned it with her own.
“Really.” He reached out and grabbed hold of her hand, sending shockwaves of heat up her arm. “Come with me.”
Alexander led her to a crowded table at the center of the room. Keeping her hand clasped tightly in his own, he asked the young woman at the table if they were ready.
Ready for what?
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Would love to know what you think about this week’s tease. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments area below. Just love me some feedback.
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#WickedWednesday: A Tease from My Biggest Fan by Lea Bronson #MWTease #erorom #erotic
Welcome back ladies (and I hope a few gents).
As you know, it’s both #WickedWednesday and time for the Mid-Week Tease as well. I like my feature, but I also enjoy joining other authors and sharing tidbits of our work. I think it promotes a “sisterhood” among us, and I like that about it.
Anyway, I decided to combine my regular Wicked Wednesday post with a Mid-Week Tease again this week — another two for one special for all you blog followers out there. 🙂
As if that isn’t enough. Instead of sharing my own tease for the Mid-Week Tease “event”, I decided to shout out a fellow Evernight author, Lea Bronson, whose celebrating the release of her latest, MY BIGGEST FAN.
Here are the tasty details.
My BIGGEST FAN
by Lea Bronson
Genre: Erotic Romance
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Blurb:
Shawn Torien is a handsome, arrogant bassist with the groove rock band Bloodless. At thirty four, he’s seen everything, been everywhere, and all is handed to him on a silver plate, groupies included. His rock star attitude is questioned when the record company’s young webmistress Samantha joins the band to cover their life on the road. As she has crushed on Shawn for years, he takes great pleasure in teasing her and pushing her away… until he learns to know her.
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Without further ado, here is your Wicked Mid-week Tease *wink*
(mature audiences only)
All heads turn to me, eyes widening. After a short silence, ecstatic male and female voices fill the street. “Oh, my God! Shawn! Here! Please!”
Dizzy from the booze, I grin and stroll alongside the fence, scanning the group for a beauty.
Lodged in-between two long-haired guys, a redhead with spectacular tits in a too-small black corset smiles back, sultry lips matching the color of her long curls. Celebrity has its good sides.
I stop inches from her face, inhale a scent of lilacs, and stare into blue-green eyes with perfect kitty make-up. “Got a smoke?”
“Maybe.” Her voice is low, sensual. Can’t help liking it and wanting more.
While holding my look, she reaches out a hand and touches my forearm. Her skin is amazingly hot. It makes my pulse beat faster.
“Looks like you need something else,” she purrs, gaze roaming my chest. “You have goose-bumps, sweetheart.” Long nails dig into my skin.
I chuckle, down the beer, and drop it on the asphalt. With two hands on her slim waist and my nose in her generous cleavage, I help her climb the fence—not an easy thing with a black vinyl miniskirt—and catch her warm body in my arms. My cock more than agrees with this choice, and presses against my thick leather pants.
I lead her to the bus, lift a metal flap covering a command board on the side, and tap the code. When the door slides open, I climb in, almost missing the first step, and jog up the hardwood stairs.
The redhead follows, huge melons swinging in their black lace, and I press a button on the dashboard to close the door. Feminine curves bump into my stiff groin as she wiggles past with a secretive smile, into the luxurious saloon with closed curtains.
Knowing what awaits, I can’t help grinning.
Thanks to Lea Bronson for sharing the snippet with us this week. Make sure you swing by the other blogs hosting teasers for you this week. You never know what you may find at the next blog on the list. It could be your next favorite author.
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#WickedWednesday with a Twist: Let’s Call It A Mid-week Tease #MWTease #Fantasy #WIP
So this is a bit different, right?
Welcome to what I’ve decided to call Wicked Tease Wednesday — a special combination of my own weekly Wicked Wednesday post and a Mid-Week Tease post, which is the brainchild of fellow Evernight author, Sandra Bunino, and a post where I forgot to see what day it was before signing up for it and realizing it conflicted with one of my few and favorite weekly features. But, this worked out quite nicely I think.
You all are the ultimate judges. 🙂 Do you feel the surge of power?
Both weekly features are a free-form way of sharing our writing with readers (and each other), which is what it’s all about. This time, I just have some company by way of the other fantastic participating authors in Sandra’s Hop.
I’ve had a bit of a time lately with the more steamy posts, since most of my WIPs at the moment aren’t up to the good bits yet, and I like to share new stuff with you and not the same ole same ole — so this week, I’ve decided to dig into the notebook and find something special in honor of our Mid-week tease guests. This one is more sweet than sultry, but I do like it quite a bit. Ric is one of my all time favorite characters — one I admit is as much a product of my alter-ego, Rebecca Hart than he is my imagination. This comes from “our” novel to be, The Machenwood Chronicles (think Grimm’s Fairy Tales meets Narnia)
As always, I would love to know your thoughts on the teaser, so please feel free to leave a comment below. Feedback rules.
Anyway, here it goes…
“Let’s go cool off. I know just the place.” He pulled her along with him, ducked under a tree limb, and glanced back at her. “This way.”
“Where are we going?” Ana hopped over a giant root, struggling to keep pace with Ric.
“The hot springs. Your muscles will thank me.” Ric led her through the trees and into the same grass covered glen where Ana met Brenna the day before. The pool’s surface shimmered like glass in the late afternoon sun.
Ric released her hand and he kicked off his boots. He unfastened the buttons of his shirt, exposing his hard, lightly furred chest. Pulling his arms free, he tossed the garment aside and began working at the button to his trousers. He glanced at Ana, who hadn’t moved since he’d let go of her. “Why aren’t you getting undressed?” He wiggled his hips, pushed his breeches down to his ankles, and stepped out of them.
Ana gaped, took a step backward. “Undressed?” Her cheeks burned as she averted her gaze. “I…uh…” Her eyes darted left and right. She spun around, searched the surrounding branches for her dignity.
A splash sounded behind her, indicating he’d entered the water.
“You sure we’re alone?” When he didn’t answer, Ana turned back around.
Ric broke the rippled surface about twenty feet from shore. He turned about, dark curls plastered to his forehead, golden-flecked eyes shining with mischief. “Don’t look so stricken, Ana. You’re in danger of being a prude.”
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Yup. Love me some Ric. 🙂
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#WickedWednesday: Dark Hunter by Shannan Albright #PNR #Romance #Vampires
Dark Hunter
(Dark Breed Enforcers 3)
by Shannan Albright
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Genre: Paranormal Romance (erotic)
Heat Level: 2
BLURB:
Vampire Mari Ankamunan struggles to pick up the pieces of her life after her bar The Asp becomes a war zone between the Enforcers and members of the Preservation Society, who want all dark breeds wiped out. The sudden appearance of the only man she ever loved brings her world to a crashing halt, for she witnessed his brutal murder two thousand years ago.
Navar’s spoken oaths to his Sire cost him Mari. Torn from her side by the sidhe queen, he is her Hunter, delivering justice for crimes against the breeds. Now freed he returns to his lovers side only to be caught in a dark plot where Mari is targeted for death.
The stakes are high, can they uncover a deadly plot against the Enforcers or will Navar lose Mari, forever by an assassin’s hand?
And now, the part you’ve all been waiting for… the wicked teaser to get your mouth watering for more…as if the cover doesn’t do that by itself…
EXCERPT:
“I will do everything in my power to protect her, even lay down my life if it comes to that.” Navar’s words rang in the still air, spoken as an oath.
“Marcus will be relieved to find out Mari is well protected. I know after the incident with the Preservation Society, he has been concerned for her safety. Someday you must tell me how you secured your release.”
Mari blinked at the two men, feeling left out of the loop in the XY-chromosome chat. Males. Can’t live without them and can’t kill them. Irritation spiked into the red zone, her patience threadbare for the bullshit. Placing her diminutive self between the two towering males, she gave them both a fearless glare and fisted her hands on her hips.
All conversation stopped as they stared down at her with surprise. Good, now she had their attention. “I’ve been alive since the time of Cleopatra. I didn’t survive all those centuries by being a fucking weak female. I can fight, strategize, and I damn well have enough intellect in this ‘girly’ brain to figure out what I need to do to save my own hide, thank you very much. Now, if you don’t mind talking to me, not about me, it would be appreciated and might save your ball sacs from relocating somewhere north on your body. Are we clear, boys?”
Adrian threw his head back and roared a large rolling laugh that reverberated throughout the room. She blinked in surprise. She’d never once seen any enforcer laugh. Sure, they smiled, chuckled, and even smirked, but never laughed. She found it…disconcerting.
“Point taken. You will have your hands full with this little hellion, hunter. I don’t envy you.”
“Little hellion indeed. Yet well worth the extra trouble,” Navar agreed, his pale eyes darkening with hunger.
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Starving for more yet?
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#WickedWednesday: A Visit From Douglas Black and A Secret Love #LGBT #erotic #romance
Welcome back for another weekly installment of #WickedWednesday, where I share a steamy little snippet from a recent release or WIP — because, well, it’s hump day and you all deserve it *grins*
Today, my guest is fellow Evernight author, Douglas Black, who is here to tease you with a bit of his recent release, A SECRET LOVE.
Let’s get started with a closer look at the story, and then we can get to the steamy part.
A Secret Love
by Douglas Black
Genre: M/M Erotic Romance
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Blurb:
James is nervous when he pulls into the car park of the secluded and conservative Caledonian Hotel. He slips off his wedding ring, gives a false name at reception and checks into his room.
When Mark finally arrives James expects their time together to conform to the usual pattern, but Mark surprises him. Mark wants candlelit dinners and walks on the beach. James, well, James just wants to make up for lost time. More importantly, he doesn’t want to get caught. They have six months left before they can leave behind everything they know and start a new life together and James is desperate to be discrete. Unfortunately, he never could control himself around Mark. Throw in an interfering old couple and some very public displays of affection and Mark and James’s short hotel stay might just be about to destroy not only the secrecy that has always shrouded their relationship, but also their plans for a future together.
Be Warned: m/m sex, sex toys, public exhibition
As if the cover and blurb aren;t enough to tempt you, here is the steamy excerpt I promised:
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
Mark returned the kiss passionately. James trembled in his arms. Tension coursed through his body and he could feel it mirrored in Mark’s. He could almost taste the other man’s nerves in his kiss. James savoured Mark’s strong arms around him. He pushed his hands inside Mark’s suit jacket and clung to the warm, toned body underneath. The body was so familiar despite the amount of time that had passed since their last meeting.
“God I’ve missed you,” James said when he finally pulled away. Mark was breathless and didn’t respond at first, but the sexy, playful smile on his lips told James everything he needed to know. James took his hands and led him further into the room.
It was a large suite with living area and a huge bathroom. Mark swung a new sports bag, bright orange and emblazoned with sponsorship logos, off his shoulder and dumped it onto one of the two couches. He paused momentarily, reaching into his suit pocket.
James watched as Mark pulled out his phone and turned it off without checking for messages. He waited patiently until Mark had tucked it safely into his bag and smiled at him when he had finished. “Difficult getting away this time?” he asked.
Mark nodded. “I left as soon as I could. I was so scared I was going to miss the flight. I’m sorry it had to be mid-week this time. Will you get in trouble at work?”
“I have the flu.”
Mark smirked. “You look perfectly healthy to me.”
“It came on all of a sudden,” James said, closing the space between them. “Unexpected. Probably be gone in a few days. You know how these things are.” Mark nodded and James slipped into his arms once more. With his head on Mark’s shoulder, he turned to whisper against the other man’s neck. “I wouldn’t have been able to stand it if you had missed the flight, if you had cancelled. It’s been so long. It’s always so long.”
Now that I have you all hooked, here are the links…
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Author Bio: Douglas Black was born and raised in bonnie Scotland. He started writing erotica as a means of paying the bills when he was a student at university, but after graduation he found he no longer had the time to write. Over the summer of 2012, Black picked up a pen once more. After a brief, successful flirtation with self-publishing, Black’s novella ‘Business or Pleasure’ was picked up and released in April 2013. It quickly made the publisher’s best-sellers list. Douglas Black’s short story, ‘A Secret Love’, was published in July 2013 by Evernight Publishing.
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#WickedWednesday: A SINNER BORN by Avril Ashton #erotic #romance #LGBT
It’s Wicked Wednesday once again at the Book Nook, and this week, my special guest is non other than multi-published erotic romance author Avril Ashton and a teaser from her newest tale, A Sinner Born.
A Sinner Born
by Avril Ashton
Book three in the Brooklyn Sinners series.
One man buried in secrets. Another still grieving the love he lost. Their worlds collide in a battle between memories, old and new, while trust hangs by a fragile thread.
Syren Rua is at war. He battles painful childhood demons and his intense need for the first person who makes him feel. As Faro, Syren makes deals with the worst while taking the steps necessary to bring his family’s killer to justice. He isn’t one to indulge in selfish needs, but he’ll make the time in this instance. Syren has been watching Kane Ashby, craving the grieving man for his own. He’s always stayed away from temptation, but that’s about to change.
Kane isn’t over the death of his long-time partner. He’s certainly not ready for a relationship, sexual or otherwise, but Syren isn’t a man who takes no for an answer. The unpredictable Syren offers nothing but secrets and brings with him memories so dark, they could wipe out any chance the two might ever have. Syren brings Kane’s heart back to life. But it is also Syren who could inflict the most damage.
Inside Scoop: One of our heroes has a panty fetish. And it’s hot. This book also contains brief references to rape and child abuse.
A Romantica® gay/lesbian erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
http://www.ellorascave.com/a-sinner-born.html
EXCERPT
“I like wearing women’s underwear.” He spoke the words in one endless breath. “I wear panties, have since I was eighteen. That is who I am, all of me. I want to share myself with you, but you have to let me know—” He gave up trying to make his voice stop wobbling. “You have to let me know now if you can’t handle it. Please.” The idea of a rejection wasn’t fun, Kane turning from the sight of him would cut him to the quick, but he needed to deal with it now and put it to bed.
Kane’s expression hadn’t changed one bit. “Did someone reject you before, because of your…preference?”
“I was twenty-one.” Syren shrugged. “I had the stupid notion I could simply be myself.” That particular memory didn’t hurt as much as it once did. “He laughed and pointed, and that’s after letting me know he wasn’t interested in boys trying to be girls. I knew after that to keep my secret, this secret to myself.” Not that he’d had anyone to keep it from except Delatorre. Lovers, he’d had none.
Kane’s jaw tightened with each word he spoke, the anger in his eyes on Syren’s behalf sparking irrational hope that Syren pushed down.
“I have to admit I’ve never given it a thought until the other day.” Kane’s lips curved. “When I felt it on your skin, when I caught a glimpse under your clothes. I can’t stop thinking about seeing you in them and nothing else.”
Syren blinked. Twice.
“Do you always wear them?” Kane asked.
“Except when I go to business meetings or meet with Delatorre.” Syren searched his face for any clue as to what Kane was thinking, but he got nothing.
“Strip.”
Syren gaped at him. “What?”
“You heard me.” Kane’s nostrils flared. “Don’t make me come over there and tear off that fucking suit.”
Jesus H. Syren’s fingers trembled as he fingered a button on his shirt. “Kane.”
“You look so put together, neat and tidy in that suit,” Kane spoke softly. “I bet it costs a pretty penny, all expensive. It’s like fucking armor and I want to rip it off, get you dirtied up.”
Syren exhaled loudly and shrugged out of the shirt. He dropped it on the countertop.
“Don’t stop.”
He unbuckled his belt with shaky fingers, the fluttering in his stomach getting more and more pronounced. The moment of truth. He never thought it would happen, but he suddenly wished to be anywhere else but there, undressing for Kane. He’d be the first man, the first to see Syren naked in so long. Naked, from head to toe.
The pressure in his chest grew and grew, hindering his breathing. He didn’t look down at himself as he stepped out of the pants and kicked them away. He knew what he looked like; smooth, pale skin, lanky limbs, the scars on both hips and back and the panties. They were a pair from the most recent purchase Isa made for him, black, flirty boy shorts in allover lace, decorated with tiny golden butterflies. They hugged his body and rode low on his hips, rising just over the crack of his ass and cupping him gently in the front. He loved it, the look and feel of those pretty things on his skin.
He cleared his throat, trying to find a way to vocalize what he felt. “I feel desirable and untouchable when I wear them,” he whispered. “No one knows what’s under my clothes but me and yet I feel powerful and in control.”
Kane’s eyes gleamed. “Do you want to know what I see?”
Syren shied away from meeting his eyes and bit his lip. “Yes.”
“Then look at me.”
He did. Something blazed bright in the depths of Kane’s blue eyes, something that would’ve made a lesser man bawl, but he was made of tougher stuff so he only sniffled.
“Kane.”
“You’re perfection.”
Those words touched him in that cold prison where his heart resided, melting the ice bars holding him caged. Syren’s head spun and he gulped in a lungful of air, only then realizing he’d been holding his breath, waiting for the hammer of rejection to come down.
“I can’t reject you even if I wanted to.” Kane crowded him and spoke in his ear. “You’re perfect, your skin, your body.” His heat branded Syren, but even though they were close enough to touch, Kane didn’t. He used his words instead. “Those panties against your skin—” He broke off with a groan. “I want to pull them to the side, bend you over this fucking counter and take you.”
Syren’s knees buckled. He reached out, grabbing on to the edge of said counter for balance. He wasn’t used to feeling so wanted. So needed. He wasn’t used to the notion that he made someone feel the way Kane spoke.
“Would you let me?” Warm fingers grazed his nape then tangled in his hair, holding him still as Kane peered down at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Would you let me take you here, hard and fast, fuck you ’til neither of us can move?” His feral gaze sparked an answering rush in Syren’s blood. His cock was already leaking, wetting his panties.
“I—I—” He’d forgotten how to form words, but he needed to let Kane know. “Any way you want me. Any how you—”
Kane kissed him, swallowing the rest of his sentence. Syren moaned and parted his lips, reaching up to sink his nails into Kane’s forearms as the other man pushed his way inside, tongue thrusting deep. He’d been kissed before, not by many but enough to know he’d never been kissed like Kane kissed.
All-consuming. All-encompassing. Kane kissed with his entire body, a weapon to strip Syren of any shields he’d erected, to tear down any walls he’d built.
AUTHOR BIO
A Caribbean transplant, Avril now lives in Brooklyn, N.Y with a tolerant spousal equivalent. Together they raise an eccentric daughter who loves reading and school (not so much school anymore). Avril’s earliest memories of reading revolve around discussing the plot points of Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys with an equally book-minded mother.
Always in love with the written word, Avril finally decided to do the writing in August of ’09 and never looked back. Spicy love scenes, delicious heroes, and wicked women burn up the pages of Avril’s stories, but there’ll always be a happy ending; Av remains a believer of love in all its forms.
Addicted to cake, the ID Channel and the UFC, Avril writes Erotic and GLBT Romance for Ellora’s Cave, Evernight Publishing, eXtasy Books, Secret Cravings Publishing and Total-e-Bound.
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#WickedWednesday: Need You Tonight by Jezebel Jorge #Erotic #Romance #RotG
Welcome back to the blog for another of my favorite weekly features, Wicked Wednesday. This week, I lassoed fellow Evernight author, Jezebel Jorge into a visit.
Here’s Jezebel to tell you a bit about her latest release, Need You Tonight, an Evernight Romance on the Go title.
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Need You Tonight started out as a dare from my favorite ex. He challenged me to write a hot story with him as the hero and have it ready for him when he would be in town for a WWE Monday Night Raw taping at the Bridgestone Arena. A little verbal foreplay, you might say…
Our relationship began much like Saffron and Mik’s. I approached him in a hotel parking lot wanting to get even with a cheating ex by hooking up with the one guy he hated. Some twenty-five years later and we’re still pissing off J— every chance we get.
I hope you’ll check out my story and have as much fun as I did in reliving all those awesome 1980s Hot ‘Lanta nights.
Need You Tonight
by Jezebel Jorge
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Line: Romance On The Go
Heat Level 3
Released June 10, 2013
Blurb: Saffron has as thing for muscled up, bad boy pro wrestlers. Going to the matches, and actually getting to hang out with the guys she sees on TV every week, is both an ego trip and an escape from her less than exciting real life. When she catches her favorite guy with another girl, she decides to get even with the cheating ex by seducing his arch rival.
Mik Daring isn’t known for turning down the temptations of life on the road. He’s more than willing to piss off his most hated nemesis in the ring with some action between the sheets.
Their attraction is so intense that by the next morning they both know one night of passion will never be enough.
Buy Links:
Evernight Publishing | AllRomance Ebooks | Amazon
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
He gave her ass another playful swat and then yanked away the pillows to resume his comfortable position propped against the headboard.
“What do you want?” She crawled up to him on all fours, her eyes sparkling with a wary eagerness that somehow put him on edge.
How far could he push her? How far was she willing to go for him?
“Undo my tie.”
Mik had to fight the urge to kiss her as she loosened the knot on his tie and pulled it from around his neck. He took the tie from her and for just a second considered using it to bind her hands. No, not yet. He wasn’t ready to go there yet. Not with her.
“Unbutton my shirt,” he said.
Like a good little girl, she did as he asked, slowly working open each button, almost as if she were teasing him by not allowing her hand to slip and touch his skin. It would be so easy to tie her up and just fuck the hell out of her. Get her out of his room and out of his head quick and easy with no unnecessary complications.
She reached to untuck his shirt and he tightened his grip on the tie.
“No.” He stopped her with just the single word. “Take off my shoes.”
Saffron slid her naked body down to his feet and stuck her bottom up in the air as she removed first one shoe and then the other. He knew she was working it as she straddled his legs, bending ever so slightly to give him the occasional sweet peeks of her pussy.
He got so distracted by the view that he forgot to tell her it was okay to remove his socks. Her touch was electric as she kneaded the sole of his foot with surprisingly strong hands. Damn if he felt the pleasure all the way up to his dick.
“Okay,” he said, struggling to keep his composure. “That feels great, but… let’s keep going.”
She crawled back up to face him. Not touching him. Just waiting for his next command. He glanced at the obvious bulge in his pants and her eyes followed. Those freaky lilac crocus eyes.
“May I?” Saffron’s hand hovered over his belt.
He’d thought of her by name. This girl had so quickly become more than just another on the road piece of ass. He wasn’t exactly sure how he felt about that. Thinking was highly overrated in a situation like this. “Go for it.”
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About the Author: Jezebel Jorge is a practicing witch and medium. Her indie released Ring Dreams series features wicked witches and hot pro wrestlers. She is also recounting her spirit guide, Odessa’s life with a series of hot short reads. If you would like to sample one of Odessa’s stories for free and sign up for our newsletter just email a receipt from purchasing Need You Tonight and I will send you a Smashwords coupon code for your choice of a free download of Under My Skin or The Lady is A Tramp.
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#WickedWednesday: A Visit from Kastil Eavenshade and The Forest Maiden #NFT #Erotic #FairyTale
Welcome back for another installment of one of my favorite blog features, Wicked Wednesday. I know I’ve been away for a bit, but I am back now, and hopefully I will be able to keep to my set schedule going forward.
I’m excited to have a chance to share a steamy excerpt from my friend and fellow Evernight author, Kastil Eavenshade’s latest erotic story, a Naughty Fairy Tale titled, THE FOREST MAIDEN.
Here are the details on the book:
The Forest Maiden
by Kastil Eavenshade
Genre: Erotic Romance (Fairy Tale)
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Line: Naughty Fairy Tale (NFT)
Blurb: Eirlys Edurne wants nothing to do with the prim and proper world her title endows her. When her father attempts to force her to marry a vile Prince from a neighboring kingdom, she takes flight into the forest. Only the thrill of the hunt and the call of wildlife can tame her until a mysterious man invades her campsite.
The guest at her fire mistakes her as one of Earth Mother’s forest maidens. Eirlys uses her feminine wiles to seduce him only to find that her heart has other plans for her mighty warrior. When her father perishes, Eirlys is thrust back into the world she loathes by her stepmother. Will she break free of the woman’s clutches and once again reunite with the man who holds her heart?
Be Warned: anal play, public exhibition, multiple partners
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
“I did not mean to startle.” He held his hands up in peace.
“Nor did you.” But for the beating of my heart, she thought. Her hand moved away from the knife, and before she could rattle some sense into her head, she crossed the distance between them. Her lips crashed into his, heedless of crusted dirt on his person. His arms possessed her as she deepened the kiss, her tongue mingling with his.
Many things zipped through her head within the passionate embrace. Her willingness to love a man she hardly knew, and the growing need between her legs to have him take her wholly again. She tried to blame the allure of the forest for her wanton ways but her heart never lied. Her hand sought the object of her desire. As it brushed his arousal, he moaned against her seeking tongue.
“Bring me peace, Forest Maiden.”
Not the wind brushing her skin or the openness of the land would halt her goal. She slipped from his grasp and kneeled on the ground. Her fingers wrestled with the belt staying his breeches from hitting the ground. He aided her in her quest and soon his rigid cock freed itself of its confines. She gripped the magnificent specimen in her hand. Her tongue flicked out, and her pussy clenched at the groan from his lover’s lips. She took in his manhood, stroking and teasing the tip.
The act seemed so natural, so right. Her need to taste him as he did her in the clearing, to finish the union completely, sang. The heart never lied to one in tune with nature and hers pounded against her chest, urging her to take her fill of the man standing before her. As his cock became slick with her machinations, the state of her own wetness between her legs grew.
His strong grip pulled her up, and he pinned her back to a tree. The lusty dark gaze in his eyes sent shock waves through her veins. He yanked at her breeches until her legs came free of their entrapment. His hardened shaft rubbed her sensitive nub before seeking her moist center. Her legs claimed him as he thrust into her. She tangled her fingers in his hair as he held his piercing gaze. Her world opened to each hard stroke of his cock within her. Bliss radiated from both of them as she unleashed her wails of pleasure. The forest cried with her and soon her lover’s own desperate pleas to the heavens broke through.
BUY LINKS:
Evernight Publishing | Amazon | All Romance | Bookstrand
#WickedWednesday: A Visit from the Sexy Doris O’Connor and her newest #erotic release.
I’m quite exited to share the #WickedWednesday spotlight this week with one of my favorite erotic romance authors, Doris O’Connor. She’s been a guest at the Book Nook a few times now, so my love of her writing is no secret. This week, Doris is sharing a steamy snippet from her latest erotic romance release with Evernight Publishing, The Billionaire’s Unwanted Virgin.
Here are the deets on the new story: (my kids would laugh if they saw me use “deets” in a sentence — just sayin’)
Blurb: Lie back and think of England. She could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy. When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.
Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.
Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, rimming, anal sex, wax play, erotic asphyxiation (my kinda story…)
Now that I have you on the edge of your seat, here is this week’s #WickedWednesday snippet — from THE BILLIONARE’S UNWANTED VIRGIN by Doris O’Connor.
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
“That’s my girl.” She offered him a tentative smile, and he released her wrists. “Hold onto the sides and don’t let go, or I’ll have to tie you. Are we clear?”
“Ye … es.” A surge of affection swamped him at her whispered reply, and he sat back and watched her hands grip the sides of the sun lounger in a white knuckled grip.
He ran his hand from her collarbone through the cleft of her amazing tits down over her tummy and then tapped her mound. She bit her lip, and her body tensed. He did it again each time with more force than the last until her rib cage rose and fell in tune to her gasps of breath, and he could see the evidence of her arousal darken the crotch of her bikini bottoms.
“That’s for wearing them, when you know I want to be able to see your sweet cunt.” He ran his finger under the elastic with infinite slowness and then yanked the material up sharply until it dug into her slit and compressed her clit.
She shuddered and tried to clamp to her legs together, but a swat to her thigh stopped her. He pulled tighter, enjoying her struggle to stay still and to keep her legs relaxed, and the fine sheen of arousal coating her skin. A delicate blush spread all over her body, and she threw her head back and arched off the lounger. He bent to suckle one of her luscious nipples into his mouth, and she panted his name.
“Lakota, please … oh God …”
He smiled around his precious mouthful, and bit down hard at the same time as the fabric of her clothing ripped. A gush of her juices coated his fingers, and he slid three fingers deep inside her core. She clamped around the digits and screamed. He left a trail of little bites along her skin until he reached her swollen labia and withdrew his fingers. She moaned her denial, and he slapped her little nub of pleasure, sending her tumbling into her orgasm.
Hot, right? Now you get why I like her stories so much. If that doesn’t get your Wednesday started right, I don’t know what will. 😛
You can grab your copies at Evernight’s site (click the book image above) or Amazon, ARe, and Bookstrand. Probably other’s too.
See you all next week.
#WickedWednesday: Not A Dragon’s Standard Virgin by Siobhan Muir #Paranormal #erotic #romance
Welcome back to the blog for what has become one of my favorite weekly features, Wicked Wednesday. Each week, I share a steamy excerpt from a recent erotic publication or occasionally a WIP.
This week, I have the pleasure of introducing you all to fellow erotic romance author, Siobhan Muir’s latest erotic tale, NOT A DRAGON’S STANDARD VIRGIN.
Let’s have a look, shall we?
Not A Dragon’s Standard Virgin
by Siobhan Muir
Publisher: Siren Publishing
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Blurb:
Sacrificial virgins are so sixteenth century, but unless Isabelle finds a man to take her innocence, she’ll likely be next.
For Isabelle Andersen, being a virgin in a dragon-plagued Scottish village is dangerous. Potentially the next dragon sacrifice, Isabelle’s only solution is to lose her innocence, and fast. All she needs is one handsome stranger she can coax into bed, but Lochmore Cott doesn’t get much in the way of visitors.
Jonarrion Swiftwind has sworn off virgins. The last time he took one to his bed, his family paid the price for his lust at the hands of her demon-possessed father. He’s made it his mission to destroy all demons. Nothing distracts him from killing this demon until lovely Isabelle offers him tea. And her virginity.
Just one night of passion makes Jon realize he doesn’t want to let the independent beauty go. But will Isabelle accept him when she discovers the only real dragon in her village… is him?
Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)
“Easy, lassie.” Jon stood and held her hands still, the tension humming through her. “There’s no need to rush this.” He drew her back to the bed and sat down. “Come. Sit between my legs and let me help you relax.”
“Between your… Isn’t that where your—” She gestured at his tenting kilt and blushed.
“My what, Isabelle?”
“You know.” The red spilled down her throat and flushed her bosom. He wondered if it carried on straight to her pussy. “Your manly bits.”
He wanted to laugh at her choice of words, but he didn’t wish to anger her. “There are many names associated with my ‘manly bits,’ but it’s most commonly called a ‘cock,’ and yes, that’s where I carry it.”
“Cock.” She repeated the word in her husky voice, and his said anatomy flexed with her attention. “Does it have a mind of its own, then?”
“What?” Where had she learned such things as a virgin?
“Well, it just moved.” She gestured at his groin, and he resisted the urge to cover it with his hand.
He let out a startled laugh. “Actually, my dear, it often responds when called by name, and you said it so well. It couldn’t help but take notice.”
A mischievous smile curled her lips and damn near curled his toes. “Cock.”
True to form, his dick flexed again and his arousal swelled. Her sassy confidence grabbed far more than her sweet innocence. She’d fought years of tradition within this human community to come to his room, and now added some wanton wench into the mix. Sweet Goddess, this might be better than he’d expected.
“That’s exactly how to say it, lassie.” Her smile shot straight to his balls. “Now then, let’s take off that cincher so you may relax, and you can learn the feel of my body.” And I can enjoy yours.
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Bet you want a copy now, dontcha? Well, look no further — here is the BUY LINK:
Bookstrand.com: http://www.bookstrand.com/not-a-dragons-standard-virgin
Author Bio: Siobhan Muir lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, with her husband, two daughters, and a vegetarian cat she swears is a shape-shifter, though he’s never shifted when she can see him. When not writing, she can be found looking down a microscope at fossil fox teeth, pursuing her other love, paleontology. An avid reader of science fiction/fantasy, her husband gave her a paranormal romance for Christmas one year, and she was hooked for good.
In previous lives, Siobhan has been an actor at the Colorado Renaissance Festival, a field geologist in the Aleutian Islands, and restored inter-planetary imagery at the USGS. She’s hiked to the top of Mount St. Helens and to the bottom of Meteor Crater.
Siobhan writes kick-ass adventure with hot sex for men and women to enjoy. She believes in happily ever after, redemption, and communication, all of which you will find in her paranormal romance stories.
Siobhan’s recent release, Not a Dragon’s Standard Virgin, is from Siren Publishing, and she has published Queen Bitch of the Callowwood Pack through Siren, and Her Devoted Vampire through Evernight Publishing. She also has a free read out entitled A Hell Hound’s Fire introducing her new Cloudburst, Colorado series.
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