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Tuesday, July 29, 2014
SCI SPANKS antho! Great collection out now! Leigh Ellwood and more!
Hello, everybody. Leigh Ellwood here, and I’m thrilled to announce I’m part of a new anthology called Sci Spanks. This is a collection of 15 shorts on a theme – naturally science fiction with spanking. My contribution, “Skin,” came to me as I racked my brains to think of a story. A martini or two later, and it happened.
Monday, July 28, 2014
TODAY is Last to pre-order Desiree Holt's FINDING JULIA!
Today, Desiree Holt writes:
Only One more Day to Pre-Order FINDING JULIA!
Sometimes life is not fair.
For Julia Patterson meeting Luke Buchanan opened the door to a new life and brought her to life as a woman. In his arms she learns for the first time how real passion and emotion can enrich your life. He claims her body with the pleasure of erotic sex and his heart with unrestricted love. But Fate was laughing at Julia, just as she is about to step over the threshold into a wonderful new life. When her almost-ex-husband Charles is diagnosed with a fatal heart condition her divorce is put on hold along with the rest of her life. Turning her back on Luke and the intense passion and emotion they shared is the most difficult thing she’s ever done.
But Julia has a secret, one that Charles has discovered and uses like a club. Thirteen years later when Luke walks back into her life the passion and emotion are just as explosive as ever. Will they finally have their chance at happiness or will her secret destroy it forever?
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/book.aspx/30586
For Julia Patterson meeting Luke Buchanan opened the door to a new life and brought her to life as a woman. In his arms she learns for the first time how real passion and emotion can enrich your life. He claims her body with the pleasure of erotic sex and his heart with unrestricted love. But Fate was laughing at Julia, just as she is about to step over the threshold into a wonderful new life. When her almost-ex-husband Charles is diagnosed with a fatal heart condition her divorce is put on hold along with the rest of her life. Turning her back on Luke and the intense passion and emotion they shared is the most difficult thing she’s ever done.
But Julia has a secret, one that Charles has discovered and uses like a club. Thirteen years later when Luke walks back into her life the passion and emotion are just as explosive as ever. Will they finally have their chance at happiness or will her secret destroy it forever?
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/book.aspx/30586
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Need a #vampire #lover? Read NIGHTLORD LOVER by Kathy Kulig!
Warrior vampire Garrick Labar guards the secrets of the Guild.
His comrade--vampire and sorcerer Ramon Travere--enforces the uneasy alliance
between mortals and immortals. When Larissa Devine moves into town, both
Garrick and Ramon are mesmerized and enraptured by her. They crave to claim her
as their crimson swan and lover. But a new arrival is fair game and if they
don’t claim her first, a band of renegades will.
Larissa
finds a blistering-hot ménage with her protectors too intoxicating to resist.
The immortals can’t deny their sexual attraction for her and sense her blood
pulsing hot and furious when they’re close. Erotic desires thrust her into a
world of danger and seduction. When the renegade vampires attempt to destroy a
hundred years of peace, Larissa is caught in the crossfire. Eternal love and
carnal nights can be her future if she survives.
Excerpts
EXCERPT 1 (1200 words. Sex scene slightly edited,
toned down for blog posts)
“Anything
missing?” Garrick asked.
Larissa
shook her head then charged back downstairs. “Why would they just mess up the
place without stealing anything?” Her throat tightened. “It’ll take me hours to
straighten this up in time for opening tomorrow.” Tears filled her eyes.
“Kids,”
he said. “The door probably wasn’t closed tightly and the wind blew it open.
I’ll have Ramon take a look at it.”
“I
should still call the police. The store was vandalized.”
“Don’t.
I know the police chief. I’ll mention it to him tomorrow. If you call, you’ll
only have a bunch of cars out here and the gossip will spread all through town.
You don’t need that kind of publicity.” He started calling on his cell phone.
“Who
are you calling?” she asked.
“Ramon
and Jordan. I’m telling them to come over now to help straighten up. Between
the four of us, we’ll get your place in order.”
“But
it’s so late.” Her words cracked.
“They
won’t mind.” He hugged her. “You’ll see. We all work together here.”
His
embrace felt heavenly warm and safe, made her feel protected and a little
turned on. Heat rushed to her face, embarrassed by her physical response to his
touch. What was wrong with her? He was showing her kindness and she was getting
horny? She pulled away, avoiding his gaze. “Thank you, Garrick. I’ll get
started on the front display.”
Twenty
minutes later Ramon and Jordan entered the store. “Ramon Travere,” he said by
introduction, taking her hand and locking his gaze with hers with an obvious
flirtatious up-and-down once-over. Ramon was striking and hot. A few years
younger than she with long blond hair that fell past his shoulders. He wore
leather pants and boots and a black T-shirt with a bright-yellow smiley face
with the addition of devil’s horns and tail attached. Have a nice eternity was inscribed below.
If
Garrick was the mysterious and muscular predator, Ramon was the sleek and wild
rock star.
“Wow,
you weren’t kidding, Garrick,” Jordan exclaimed. “What a mess. Any idea who did
it?”
Garrick
shot Jordan a glance and her eyes widened. “Doesn’t matter. We’ll get
everything ready for you, Larissa. Thank you for hiring me. Garrick said you
needed the help.”
Garrick’s
expression revealed no clue as to who really arranged the employment. For a
college student, Larissa expected Jordan to be younger but she had to be in her
late twenties. Her blonde hair was fashioned in a perfect French braid. Her
clothes were casual but obviously pricy designer wear and usually far out of a
college student’s budget. There was no rich-girl-entitlement attitude, Larissa
knew plenty of them in her college. Jordan appeared to be a pleasant, smart and
polite young woman. “You’re welcome. I’m happy to have the help. I’ll start you
with a few hours and when business picks up, we can add more. How does that
sound?”
“Works
for me,” Jordan said. “Tell me where you want me to start.”
While
Larissa, Jordan and Garrick put the merchandise back in order, refolded and
reorganized the displays, Ramon fixed the lock on the front door. The shock and
fear of having her new store vandalized eased with the presence of the two men
and even Jordan cast an aura of positive energy. Everything would work out well
for her first day. The business would thrive.
“Finished,”
Ramon announced. “You have a new Schlage deadbolt lock. If anyone tries getting
in now, they’ll have to take down the door and frame with it. Want me to add
strobe lights and security cameras, Larissa? I can rig some kind of metallic
net to drop down and zap them.”
Larissa
laughed. “No, the new locks are fine. Thanks. Send me the bill.”
He
shook his head. “Garrick will take care of that.”
“That’s
not necessary.”
Ramon
walked up to her, took her hand in both of his and locked his gaze with hers.
“I left my card on your cash register. If you ever need anything, just call.”
His searing blue eyes had a mischievous glint and his lips twitched ever so
slightly. Larissa felt her stomach tingle as if she were going down the big dip
of a rollercoaster with her eyes closed and didn’t know if there was a bottom.
Great, now she had the hots for two men? That had never happened to her before.
She
tried counting back to when she last had a date. After four months she stopped
counting. It was too depressing. No wonder she was responding to all the hot
guys in New Hope. Maybe she should consider dating after her business got off
the ground. After the holidays.
“Thank
you, Ramon.” Her words came out in a breathy whisper. His name rolled off her
tongue. He continued to hold her hand and a wave of dizziness passed through
her. Closing her eyes, she hoped the sensation would pass. But then a flash of
detailed images drifted through her mind.
She
was in a large living room, a place she’d never seen before. Ramon stood naked
before her in front of a blazing fireplace, the flickering light dancing over
his body, reflecting over every cut and angle of his muscles. He was gorgeous
and aroused, his cock hard and thick. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly blue
glow. Holding out his hand to her, she stepped forward and noticed that she too
was naked. The heat of the fireplace warmed her skin. She didn’t know why she
wasn’t questioning the situation. She only knew it seemed right and couldn’t
resist.
Lie with me. Ramon’s words entered her head
but she didn’t see his mouth move.
Yes, she answered with her own
thoughts as she took his hand. Gently, he lifted her in his arms and laid her
on a thick fur on the floor. His body eased on top of her. Yes, this is so good.
Larissa. Garrick’s voice called her from
a distance. The light from the fireplace highlighted his face. He was smiling
despite the darkness in his eyes.
She
held out a hand to him, asking him to join them. He nodded and the next moment
he was naked and lying beside her too. Two men, amazing. “Garrick,” she
whispered as his mouth came down on hers at the same time Ramon plunged his
cock into her.
“Larissa!”
Garrick shouted. She blinked and saw him standing beside the door to the
storeroom.
Images
of the old house, the fireplace and Ramon and Garrick making love to her
vanished, yet her heart still raced. Her vagina continued to contract on empty
space and her nipples bore stiff points through her sweater. She glanced at
Ramon. Smiling mischievously, he stared at her through half-lidded eyes. “Are
you okay, Larissa? You look dazed.” His mouth twitched in a wicked and
mischievous grin.
“Yes,”
she breathed. “I’m fine.”
“Everything
looks in order in here,” Garrick said. “Please check on her tomorrow. Make sure
nothing is missing. You can go, Ramon.”
Ramon
straightened and nodded.
“Thanks
for your help,” Larissa said. Her heart continued to pound and her body was
still heated and aroused.
“My
pleasure.” He turned to Garrick. “Night, Garrick.”
“I’ll
be in touch,” he said. The moment they were alone, Garrick’s gaze swept over
her in a spine-melting look that made her nervous and horny. “You still seem
shaken. Don’t worry about the break-in.
* * * * * * *
Title: Nightlord Lover
Author: Kathy Kulig
Series: Vampires of New Hope series
Genre: Erotic Vampire romance/ménage
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave Publishing
Release Date: July 23rd 2014
Other retailers coming soon.
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Kathy Kulig
is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of erotic romance whose
works include paranormal, contemporary, BDSM, and suspense. She has published
(or has contracted to publish) nearly 20 novels, novellas and short stories with
various publishers and via self-publishing. Besides her career in writing, she has worked as a cytotechnologist, research scientist, medical
technologist, dive master and stringer for a newspaper. In her spare time, she can be found mountain biking, traveling, lounging
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014
DEFIANT, by Sabrina York, Regency Noble Passions, Book 5, RUN, do not walk!
DEFIANT, by Sabrina York, Noble
Passions, Book Five! Have to get yours now!
When
rakish Ned falls in with the wrong crowd, his brother decides to send him to
the Continent for “seasoning”. For Sophia, this just won’t do. She’s loved Ned
for ages—and also longed for adventure. She runs away from her boring suitors
and disguises herself as a cabin boy on the Defiant, the ship
sailing Ned to Italy.
Ned
knows he’s not good enough for Sophia, but once they’re on the Defiant,
he can’t stop himself from touching her, tasting her, loving her. Not when a
wild tempest and a band of ruthless pirates threaten them. Not when every look
from her gives him such pleasure. And certainly not when she comes, warm and
wild and willing, to his bed.
If
they survive their voyage, Sophia’s brother might kill him, but it will have
been worth every moment and every hot, sweet kiss.
A
Romantica® Regency
historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Get it now: Buy Link: http://www.ellorascave.com/defiant.html
READ AN
EXCERPT
Sophia stood on the bow of
the boat in the dark as the wind and rain lashed her face. She loved it. Loved
it. Not only was the storm elemental and fierce, it hid her tears.
Surely she hadn’t expected
Ned to greet her with open arms. Not when she had barged in on his adventure as
she had. But she certainly hadn’t expected him to be so horrid. His expression
had devastated her.
Foolish girl, it said.
But then, her heart agreed.
She was foolish.
Foolish to ever think that
he—
“You’re soaked.”
She whirled around, though
she knew what she’d see. More glowering.
She was right.
“What the hell do you
think you’re doing?”
“I’m reveling.” She thrust
out her chin, in case he didn’t believe her.
He gaped at her.
“Reveling?”
“Yes.” She didn’t mean to
shout, but his wintry demeanor annoyed her tremendously. She threw out her
arms. “Look at this!”
“It’s a storm.”
“It’s beautiful. The waves
are wild, untamed—”
“You could be swept
overboard.”
“The wind is howling and
the rain is savage. It’s glorious.”
“It’s freezing. Come
inside.”
“It’s not freezing. It’s
summer.”
“I’m cold.”
“Then you go inside.”
“Sophia Fiona—”
“Don’t call me that.”
“It’s your name.”
“You sound like Ewan.”
“I’m starting to think
Ewan is a saint.”
She glared at him. “What a
beastly thing to say.” She hated that her chin wobbled a little. Hated that he
winced.
“I’m sorry, Sophia. This
has been trying for me.” He sluiced the water from his face. “Won’t you please
come inside?”
“All right. Fine.”
“You will?”
“You did say please.”
He blew out a breath and
offered her his arm. She frowned at it. “I’m a cabin boy, remember? You don’t
offer a cabin boy your arm.” When he didn’t lower it, she smacked it. “Someone
will see.”
That caught his attention
and he slowly lowered his arm. “Right then. Come inside.” He followed her back
to the cabin, his stride decidedly unsteady. If anyone was tipping overboard,
it was most likely him.
When she once again stood
in his chambers, she realized the folly of her actions. She hadn’t brought a
change of clothes and she was drenched. So was he. Without a word, he relit the
lamp and then opened his trunk and pulled out several shirts, two of which he
tossed to her. “Change.”
That was it. One word.
Just “change” and then he presented her with his back. She huffed a breath, but
did as he asked because she was really rather cold. The feel of the cloth
falling over her chilled flesh warmed her. Because it was his shirt. It had
touched his skin. She wasn’t sure why the thought sent heat scudding through
her belly.
“Use the other shirt to
dry your hair,” he suggested, as he began toweling off as well.
She huffed a laugh. “All
of your clothes will be wet.”
“They’ll dry. Are you
clothed?”
“Yes.”
He turned. And froze. His
gaze locked onto her bare legs. “I-I thought you said you were clothed.” A
squawk.
“I am.” But the intensity
of his stare made her self-conscious, so she slipped into the bed.
“Close your eyes,” he said
as he unbuttoned the damp linen clinging to his chest.
“Why?”
“I need to change as well.
I’m f-freezing.”
“Okay.” She did. But she
peeked.
He ripped off his wet
shirt and her breath caught at the sight of his broad back. Muscles rippled as
he moved and she swallowed. He was beautiful. He tugged the fresh shirt over
his head and she nearly whimpered as that magnificent vision disappeared. But
then, he unfastened his trousers.
A ll pretense of not
peeking evaporated.
He sat and took a moment
to work off his boots. And then he stood. His trousers were tight, as was the
fashion, and he had to peel them off. As he bent, she caught a flash of his
bare behind.
She must have made a noise
because he whirled around. His cheek bunched when he saw her watching. “You’re
supposed to have your eyes closed.”
She hunkered in the
covers, as though that would disguise the fact that her eyes were open wide.
“Sophia…”
It was probably wrong to
grin at him, but she couldn’t help it.
“Sophia Fiona!”
“Stop calling me that. It
always makes me think I’m in trouble.”
“You are in trouble. You have no idea how much trouble you’re in.”
She tipped her head to the
side. “We both know Ewan will be so relieved to see me, he’ll forget how angry
he is—”
Ned stilled and fixed her
with a dark glare. “What makes you think I’m talking about Ewan?”
“I… ah…”
“I’ve a mind to bend you
over my knee.”
Why a shiver rippled
through her, she had no idea. She’d been spanked once or twice as a child and
she hadn’t cared for it in the slightest. But something dark and domineering in
Ned’s tone made her womb warm.
“You-you wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t I? Now, look
away. Your brother would skewer me if I gave you the education you’re about to
have.”
S he attempted not to
snort. Ned—and everyone—thought her a prim and innocent miss on account of the
polish she’d acquired at Lady Satterlee’s. Nothing could be further from the
truth. As a child, before Ewan had made his fortune, they’d lived a
hand-to-mouth existence in the slums of Perth. She’d seen more than one couple
rutting against a wall in a dingy alleyway. And at one point, she and her
brother had taken refuge in a bordello. She’d been only seven, but if she’d had
an education, she got it there. She could probably teach Ned a few things.
Still, because he seemed
to expect it, she squeezed her eyes tight and didn’t hardly peek at all as he
finished changing. Besides which, the spot she was interested in was mostly
shadows.
With a great huff, he
threw himself back into the chair. “Now, go to sleep.”
“Don’t you want me to put
out the light?”
“No. I want to be able to
see where you are.”
“I’m not leaving again
tonight.” Probably. Unless her despair overcame her once more.
“Leave it on.” A grunt,
and not a very nice one at that. Why he had call to be annoyed, she couldn’t
fathom.
Blast and damn, he was an
annoying man. Sophia grunted as well and rolled over, facing the wall of the
cabin. She studied the patterns the swinging lamp made for a long while,
listening as he shifted one way and then the other.
It was really unfair for
him to have to sleep in the chair. This was his room. But he would never share
her bed. She grimaced at the way the words came out, but it was true. He
wouldn’t. Unless…
She rolled over again and
watched him twist in the chair. He caught her eye and frowned.
“Ned?”
An impatient groan. “Yes,
Sophia?”
“Ned, I’m cold.”
He stilled. Then barked,
“Put on another blanket.”
“There aren’t any more.”
She faked a shiver. She wasn’t cold in the slightest. She never was. Ewan said
she ran hot. “Brr. My teeth are chattering.”
His glower became a frown.
“I hope I don’t get ill.”
He paled. “You shouldn’t
have gone out in the rain. Why did you go out in the rain?”
She sneezed. Or something
like it. “I don’t know.”
“Sophia?”
“Am I running a fever?”
She put her palm to her forehead. “I think I’m running a fever.”
His brow wrinkled. He
stood and made his way across the tiny chamber as though on his death march. He
set the backs of his fingers to her cheeks. His frown darkened. “You are warm.”
“No. I’m cold.” She
shivered and peered up at him, her eyes as wide as she could make them. “Won’t
you warm me?”
He wrenched his hand away
as though she’d burned him. “What?”
“Lie here beside me and
warm me up?”
“There’s not enough room
for both of us.”
“I’m small.”
“Sophia.” She’d never
heard her name in such a strangled voice, not even when Ewan was at his wit’s
end.
" Just for a bit? You can
be on top of the covers. Surely that is decent.”
The muscle in his cheek
bunched again, as though he were grinding his teeth.
“Please?”
He gusted a sigh. “All
right, Sophia. Scoot over and make room.”
She did. With alacrity.
“And roll over, facing the
wall.”
She frowned at him “Why?”
“Just do it. Please.”
“Oh, all right.” But only
because he said please. And because, when she was facing the other way, he
couldn’t see her grin.
He settled in behind her
and a shiver rocked her. He was warm. And he smelled delicious. Not fishy in
the slightest. It was delightful, lying here with him. She closed her eyes and
imagined he wanted this as much as she.
If only. If only.
Check out
the other books in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
Follow the decadent exploits of friends and enemies
as they find love and passion in the glittering world of the Regency—and its
dark underbelly.
2014 EPIC
eBook Award Finalist
2013 Passionate Plume Finalist
Widowed and threatened with penury by her heartless in-laws, Eleanor--Lady Ulster--hatches a plot to save herself. Determined to produce the Ulster "heir", she seduces a stranger at a tawdry masquerade. Little does she know, this magnificent masked lover is none other than her husband's greatest nemesis. And God knows Ulster had plenty.
Ethan Pennington is mortified to arrive at a house party and discover Lady Ulster in attendance. He has wanted her and hated wanting her--his enemy's bride--for years. When he overhears Eleanor's predicament and her plans to place a cuckoo in the Ulster nest, he is more than willing to oblige. The opportunity to finally claim her--while taking the revenge he craves--is more than he can resist. Ethan strikes a bargain with Eleanor, promising to provide her with the heir she so desperately needs...if she will meet his needs in return. Every decadent one of them.
2013 Passionate Plume Finalist
Widowed and threatened with penury by her heartless in-laws, Eleanor--Lady Ulster--hatches a plot to save herself. Determined to produce the Ulster "heir", she seduces a stranger at a tawdry masquerade. Little does she know, this magnificent masked lover is none other than her husband's greatest nemesis. And God knows Ulster had plenty.
Ethan Pennington is mortified to arrive at a house party and discover Lady Ulster in attendance. He has wanted her and hated wanting her--his enemy's bride--for years. When he overhears Eleanor's predicament and her plans to place a cuckoo in the Ulster nest, he is more than willing to oblige. The opportunity to finally claim her--while taking the revenge he craves--is more than he can resist. Ethan strikes a bargain with Eleanor, promising to provide her with the heir she so desperately needs...if she will meet his needs in return. Every decadent one of them.
The
sizzling prequel to Folly
2014
Winner of the Carolyn Readers’ Choice Award
When Lady Helena Simpson flees an unwanted marriage
to a revolting lord, she finds refuge with James, a charming, handsome man
unlike any she’s ever known. Helena concocts the perfect solution to her
problem. She asks—begs—James to ruin her. Surely her betrothed will repudiate
her if she is no longer pure. And if all her efforts fail and she still ends up
married to a horrid man until the end of her days, she will at least once have
known true passion.
But James is not all he seems. He is, in fact, a
wicked lord with a dark fancy. When Helena awakens his desire, he becomes
determined to take everything she has to offer and more. No matter the cost.
Edward Wyeth, the Dark Duke of Moncrieff’s life has
been turned on its end. His well-ordered home has been invaded. By destitute
relatives. From Scotland. How on earth can he write Lord Hedon’s salacious
novels with hellions battling in the garden and starting fires in the library?
But with the onslaught has come a delicious diversion. His cousin’s companion,
the surprisingly intriguing Kaitlin MacAllister. He is determined to seduce
her. Using her desperate need for funds and her talents as an artist, he
convinces her to draw naughty pictures for his naughtier books…and he draws her
into his decadent web.
But Kaitlin has a secret. She’s fled Scotland—and a
very determined betrothed. When Edward’s cousin is kidnapped and held in her
stead, Kaitlin is honor-bound to return to her homeland and rescue her—much to
Edward’s chagrin.
Because suddenly he can’t bear the thought of
Kaitlin marrying another man. He can’t bear the thought of losing her at all.
Kidnapped and held prisoner by menacing Scottish
brigand, the notorious McCloud, Violet Wyeth does her best to persevere…and
resist his rakish charms. But when she realizes The McCloud is really Ewan St.
Andrews, the boy who once saved her life, the boy who once kissed her and made
her heart flutter, she is lost.
Ewan has every intention of marrying Lady Kaitlin
MacAllister. He desperately needs the entrée into the ton this bride can provide. But when his bride is delivered—bound
and gagged—it’s not Kaitlin. It’s Violet Wyeth—the girl who betrayed him and
ruined his life when he was a boy. He keeps her, determined to punish her for
her sins. But when he discovers the truth about what really happened so long
ago, and seething passion rises between them, he can no longer hold on to his
rusty grudge. By the time he realizes how much he loves Violet—that he always
has—he’s lost her.
All he can do is follow her. Follow her into the
bowels of hell—and partake in the torment of the glittering London Season,
where the harpies are far more dangerous than a Scottish brigand.
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Monday, July 21, 2014
#Hunter Betrayed, out now by #Nancy Corrigan! YUM!
Wild Hunt, Book 1
Tainted
from birth, Harley lives a life cloaked in darkness and temptation. She resists
the lure of her evil legacy by holding the memory of her ghostly savior close. Every
night without him is agony. She fantasizes about him and yearns for his body,
but he’s not the protector or lover she’s envisioned. He’s a Hunter bred to
eliminate her kind. He’s also her only hope of salvation.
Calan, the
leader of the Wild Hunt, was created to protect mankind from the Unseelie
Court. For a millennium, he’s sacrificed to ensure the horrid creatures remain
in the Underworld, but his strength wanes. He must rely on his enemy’s daughter
to save him, but he doesn’t expect the intensity of their lust or love. Her
touch calms his wild nature and ignites his carnal desires. He’ll risk all to save
her, but doing so forces him to make the ultimate sacrifice, one that’ll damn
him to suffer forever in his own living hell.
A Romantica® Paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt (R-rated)
A long moment passed where they watched each other, two
strangers on the verge of becoming so much more. The full impact hit her, left
her a little shaky inside but not anxious. No, excitement sped her pulse.
She licked her lips, already envisioning what they’d do
together. “So, am I right?”
He slid his hungry gaze to her breasts. The points stood erect
and the sheen to her skin betrayed how hot she’d gotten from touching herself.
“Oh yes, I’ll fuck you, my Harley. Sometimes hard and fast.
Other times so damn slowly you’ll beg me to fill you up.” He met her eyes.
“I’ll take you so often and in so many ways you’ll want me to be the center of
your world as you are now mine.”
He released her wrists and covered one breast with his hand. The
hard point pushed against his calloused skin and a jolt of electricity raced
down her spine. He captured the tip she’d teased minutes ago. The small pinch
arched her back.
“You like?”
She flicked her gaze from his long fingers holding her nipple to
his face and nodded. “Do it again.”
One corner of his mouth rose. He rolled the tip. She gasped.
Another tug clenched her core.
“You please me, Harley. I can’t wait to watch that look pass
over your face when I fill your…” The smile giving him a roguish look turned
wicked. “When I fill your sheath.”
The low growl to his last word tightened her inner muscles. She
whimpered.
“You do want me to ram my cock inside you and make you convulse
over my rigid length,” he ran the tip of his tongue over his upper lip, “don’t
you?”
Add to your Goodreads TBR list! Hunter
Betrayed
Author Bio
Nancy Corrigan believes in unending love and epic tales with
a paranormal flare. She enjoys transcending the boundaries of reality to take
her readers on an erotic, emotional and romantic journey.
She resides in Pennsylvania with her husband and three
children. When she’s not weaving sizzling fantasies, she works as a chemist in
a pharmaceutical lab.
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Sunday, July 20, 2014
Desiree Holt does Cover Reveal! Ta-dah! Findling Julia! Your new must-read!
Cover Reveal Today!
On July 29 FINDING JULIA will be available for preorder. Watch for the links. This is Desiree Holt’s first book for Kensington Publishing’s Lyrical Imprint.
She has also signed a contract for a football series and is well into the first draft of Book One: Forward Pass. Hooray!
Get a taste of FINDING JULIA here: http://bit.ly/1rMi7c5
And for those who need to know the whole story:
Sometimes life is not fair. For Julia
Patterson meeting Luke Buchanan opened the door to a new life and brought her
to life as a woman. In his arms she learns for the first time how real passion
and emotion can enrich your life. He claims her body with the pleasure of
erotic sex and his heart with unrestricted love. But Fate was laughing at
Julia, just as she is about to step over the threshold into a wonderful new
life. When her almost-ex-husband Charles is diagnosed with a fatal heart
condition her divorce is put on hold along with the rest of her life. Turning
her back on Luke and the intense passion and emotion they shared is the most
difficult thing she’s ever done. But Julia has a secret, one that Charles has
discovered and uses like a club. Thirteen years later when Luke walks back into
her life the passion and emotion are just as explosive as ever. Will they
finally have their chance at happiness or will her secret destroy it forever?
Friday, July 18, 2014
#SEALS do it, even eagles do it! CATCHING EAGLE's EYE by Samantha Cayto out! #sealsgoinghot #series
Sam Cayto brings us her hot hot hot M/M today, CATCHING EAGLE's EYE, part of the SEALs Going Hot series by Sam, Desiree, Brenna and moi!
SEAL sniper, Dane Sawyer, is known as Eagle Eye for his deadly aim. He’s also good at hiding his identity as a gay Dom. Childhood trauma has led him to live and play deep in the closet. Then a bullet to his thigh lands him on leave and in the incredible hands of a hot ensign assigned to get him back in the field.
SEAL sniper, Dane Sawyer, is known as Eagle Eye for his deadly aim. He’s also good at hiding his identity as a gay Dom. Childhood trauma has led him to live and play deep in the closet. Then a bullet to his thigh lands him on leave and in the incredible hands of a hot ensign assigned to get him back in the field.
Will Chadwick is happy to finally be living as an openly gay man in the Navy. And as a physical therapist, he’s used to coaxing bad asses like Dane into doing their PT. Harder for him is resisting the temptation that Dane presents. He’s a patient and hiding his sexuality. A prudent man would keep his distance.
But Dane doesn’t know how to quit, and seducing Will has become a mission. The budding sub in Will can’t resist the Dom’s commands. If he could only make Dane see that being a man doesn’t mean hiding his true self.
Book Three of the SEALs Going Hot Series
Now you need a nibble, right?
Copyright 2014, Samantha Cayto. All rights reserved.
Will shut the door and leaned against his car. “I don’t understand. Were you there for something and happened to see me?”
Will shut the door and leaned against his car. “I don’t understand. Were you there for something and happened to see me?”
Dane rocked back on his heels and glanced upward. “Sort of.” He blew out a breath. “I was there looking for you.” Shrugging, he added, “You were on my mind.”
Will’s breath quickened at the confession. Dane had been thinking of him and had made a point of finding him, following him, asking him out to dinner. He should have been creeped out at the knowledge, maybe, but he wasn’t. Mattering enough to a guy like Dane that he’d gone out of his way to spend time with him was flattering. And arousing. Will’s cock had punched up hard at the revelation. His beer-fogged brain, now deprived of a certain amount of blood flow, told him to go with it, tell the man how much he wanted the guy to continue to follow him right into his bed.
The sensible part of his brain still worked well enough to make him shake his head. “This is so not a good idea,” he murmured, hating the words as they came out of his mouth.
“Tell me about it. I’m giving myself points for resisting the urge to approach for a few days. Believe it or not, this is me being conservative.”
Will shook his head. “You’re a patient, my patient. This is not ethical.”
Dane looked at him skeptically. “Seriously? You’re worried about that? Come on, you’re not my shrink or anything.”
“Still,” Will emphasized because there were ethical issues, more or less. And then there was the pink elephant in the room that could not be ignored. “You’re also not out, unless I’ve missed my guess, and I am. I hated hiding before they repealed DADT. I don’t want to hide again.”
Dane blew out a long breath. “Yeah, I get that.” He stared back at Will with eyes that did a good job of hiding the hurt. It was there, though, if one looked close enough. Being gay wasn’t easy for this man, obviously. The knowledge tugged at Will’s heart.
Closing the distance between them, Dane kept his gaze steady. “I know there are reasons why we’d be a bad fit. I get your ethics and I get your need to stay out, I really do. I’m not wired like that and not just because I’m in the Teams, although that’s a big factor. We depend on each other in a way most people will never know or understand. I can’t risk those bonds for anything. You can’t understand that, not really, and I don’t expect you to or blame you for not seeing it the way I do. But damn it all, Will, none of that shit seems important compared to this.”
With snake striking speed, Dane grabbed Will’s hand and pressed it against his package. A large, hard ridge met his palm. The man held it there for a couple of heartbeats before releasing him. “I want you, boy. It doesn’t get any simpler than that. The question is, do you want me, too. Despite all the reasons against it, do you want me, too?”
Get Hot! With all 4! TOUCHED BY MIDAS coming in August!
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