Saturday, June 29, 2013

Malia Mallory's got a nibble for us of her new one, HER WISH, HIS COMMAND

   Thank you so much for having me as a guest today!
   Her Wish, His Command is the third book in the  Dominating BDSM Billionaires Series. His Need, Her Desire (Book 1) is currently free at most online retailers. His Desire, Her Surrender (Book 2) hit bestseller lists in the United States, United Kingdom, Canada and Australia. Look for His Passion, Her Temptation (Book 4) in July 2013.
His Need, Her Desire (Book 1) is currently FREE at most retail outlets.
Her Wish, His Command Blurb
   Doctor Anna Foster may just get what she wants: sexy fellow researcher Jonah Granger. She's been in love with him for years, but Jonah has always been more interested in work at his family's business, Granger Pharma, than romance. Now that they've admitted their attraction, Anna may even be able to tell him what she really wants: to submit to him.
But Granger Pharma faces a hostile takeover. Sensitive data and samples are missing from Anna and Jonah's lab; it may be corporate espionage. Everyone is under suspicion and, and they're even beginning to question each other. Anna must discover the truth if she's going to save both her job and her relationship with the man she dreams of serving.
Her Wish, His Command Excerpt
  Jonah sipped from his cup. "This coffee is better than usual. What did you do?"
  "I washed out the pot and filter?" Anna laughed and threw her braid back over her shoulder. Wasn't playing with hair supposed to be a flirty thing to do? She glanced into Jonah's eyes and saw his pupils dilate ever so slightly.
   Jonah placed his cup on the counter. "I usually just dump the old coffee."
   Anna reached to top him off, making sure she grazed him again. She turned and put the coffee pot back in its place. Her hip bumped him.
   "Anna?" he asked in a deep, questioning tone.
   "Yes?" She paused. "Jonah?" She drew his name out on her tongue.
   His eyes locked with hers. "What's this about?"
   Anna broke eye contact as his scrutiny became too intense. "What's what about?"
   "This." He gestured toward her. "Is this about yesterday?"
   Anna wasn't sure where to go with her plan. "Yesterday?" She feared her manner gave the impression of stupid instead of coy.
   "Yes, yesterday. We had a moment, for lack of a better term. Is this some game?"
   Anna straightened. "Game? What is that supposed to mean?" Her voice lost its teasing edge.
   "It means that either you are trying to needle me or maybe … maybe you want something?"
   Anna frowned. "Those are the only two explanations?"
   Jonah considered for an instant. "Anna, you're not interested in me, are you?"
   Anna thumped her mug on the counter. "Of course not." Color rose in her face.
   "Anna, about yesterday. I didn't mean to be unprofessional." His apologetic manner unnerved her.
   "You were not unprofessional," Anna bit out. What a disaster. Was he going to say something kind?    Anna didn't think she could bear the embarrassment.
   Jonah took her hand lightly in his. Her hand trembled, and Anna was sure he felt it. "Are you afraid?"     He looked into her eyes. "Or aroused?"
   Anna swayed as his calloused thumb stroked her palm. The lab seemed to shrink, the walls gathering close around them.
   He tugged on her hand, bringing to his lips. He nipped her fingertip.
   Anna struggled to remain impassive as her blood surged. She sensed she hadn't fooled Jonah with her imperfect façade of calm.
   A predatory masculine smile crossed his face. "I see." He sucked her fingertip into his mouth.
Her Wish, His Command is available for preview and purchase at the following online retailers.
Malia Mallory Biography
Malia Mallory lives in Hawaii with her husband and daughter. She's been working with words since alphabet blocks rolled into her crib, not only writing her own work but copy editing and proofreading the work of others. She has loved to read about relationships since she first sneaked off with her mother's Harlequin.
Malia Mallory is the best-selling author of The ABCs of Erotica series, which covers the erotic spectrum from BDSM to ménage and everything in between. More releases in the series are on the way. She has also released the Mia's Cop Craving series and Santa's Backdoor Baby. Malia’s books have hit the bestselling erotica lists at both Amazon and iTunes. Her books are available in electronic format at major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, Kobo, Sony, Diesel, Smashwords and AllRomance Books.
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Thursday, June 13, 2013

Ella Laurance Gives Us THE ART OF PLEASURE! An Excerpt you will adore!

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Billionaire Trevor Dewey worships the ground his wife Marie walks on. After ten years of marriage, she’s still the centre of his existence. If she falls in love with a painting, he will buy it. And if she falls in lust with his personal assistant, Callum, he will fly them personally to his private island.
Trevor, however, isn’t the kind of man to stand aside and let Marie and Callum have all the fun. He knows that anticipation makes for even more pleasure.

What about a nice and very much adult excerpt of The Art of Pleasure?
He rested his fingers against his crotch, knowing all too well it would draw Marie’s attention to the outline of his hard-on. “You have any idea what the thought of watching you and my personal assistant fucking does to me?”
“You care to give me a hands-on demonstration?” Before he could answer, she was on her knees in front of him, teasing the fly of his dress pants with her fingers. “You have one deliciously dirty mind, Trevor, and one big cock I’m going to suck until you fill my mouth with the best-tasting spunk any man has on offer, and believe me, I’ve tasted a lot of the stuff.” While talking she opened the button and zipper. “Unless you prefer my pussy over my mouth, of course.”
“Am I supposed to choose? You cruel creature…”
She traced her tongue over the full length of his erection, then looked up at him and said, “Nah, I’ll give you both, a nice blow job now and a quickie in the morning.”
She curled her hand, warm and firm, around the shaft of his cock and it made Trevor shiver with anticipation. She had never been afraid to touch him, not even at the very beginning…
“Your cock is different from any other cock I’ve held in my hand,” she said. “I would recognise it blindfolded.”
He knew that she would say it, he trusted her to say those words, and he understood their meaning.
You are special to me. With you, I share something I’ll never share with anybody else.
Her lips around the rim of the crown, her tongue playing with the slit was enough for Trevor to set all thoughts aside and concentrate on the here and now. Then, without even a hint of warning, she went all the way down until she had taken the complete shaft in. Was it even humanly possible to do this?
Trevor threaded his fingers through Marie’s silky hair and he bowed his head towards her to take in her bewitching scent. She had explained all the nuances of perfume to him, but he still had no words to describe the subtle, layered play of her fragrance. A master perfumer had composed this bouquet especially for Marie. It was truly unique.
He wasn’t in the market to brag about his physical prowess, but Trevor was aware of the length and width of the average penis in erection, and he was anything but average. Yet Marie hummed in contentment while she played every trick in the book with her lips and tongue. If that wasn’t enough to send a man to heaven and straight back, then surely her playing with his testicles should do the trick.
No, he didn’t blame himself for shooting his load in record time, as if he was nothing but a teenage boy, jerking off while fantasising about the one-year-older—and totally unreachable—girl next door.
He silently stroked her honey-blonde hair while she gently licked the shaft of his cock clean. She didn’t have to overcome any aversion to swallow every single drop, because she genuinely loved the taste of his cum. If she was able to pretend or lie, he had never seen her do it once. Make no mistake, she was kind in her honesty when she didn’t care about something, but if she said she liked something or someone, then that was how it was.
After a while, he caught his breath again and was able to string a sentence together. “I know you’re horny right now from sucking me. I see it in your eyes, smell it on your skin. Why not bring yourself off while I’m watching?”
Marie stood up, sashayed to the comfortable chair on the other side of the coffee table, took off her knickers and sat down. She put her feet on the edge of the chair and spread her thighs to reveal the most intimate part of her body. She didn’t tease in an attempt to seduce Trevor once more. His body was sated and he simply enjoyed the visual beauty of his wife pleasuring herself.
“Talk to me…” he pleaded.
The husky tone of her voice betrayed how horny she was. “If I hadn’t been wearing underwear, my juices would have trickled down my legs. I became so hot from blowing you. Oh, I know, you’re a true gentleman and so careful with me, but are you going to cradle my head in your hands while Callum fucks my throat?” With the fingers of her left hand she circled and rubbed the hard little nub of her clitoris. Her harsh breathing gave away how close she was to coming. “Will you feed me your cock as he takes me from behind? Will you take me while his spunk drips from my cunt? Will you look into my eyes while I come by another man’s cock and I’ll say ‘I love you’ and he and you and I know the words are only meant for you?”
“I will.”
Those two simple words were enough to push her over the edge. He watched her whole body tense up, how her sweet face looked up at him as if she wanted to share something that by its very nature had to remain a secret. She trusted him enough to show him her vulnerability, her pure openness to his gaze.
Witnessing her fulfilment made him feel richer than the knowledge that his net worth had risen again that day.

Marie Dewey collects paintings and sexual experiences with different men, and her billionaire husband Trevor loves nothing more than to fulfil all her wishes…
Billionaire Trevor Dewey has two great talents—making money and loving his wife, Marie. Marie, in her turn, has two great loves—her husband and art. She's also a sexual freethinker who enjoys one-night stands with other men in the company of her own husband.
Trevor wants nothing more than to make his wife happy, so when she falls in lust with his personal assistant and best friend, Callum, and Callum returns her feelings, he decides to take both of them to his private island off the coast of Scotland for a weekend of sex. And both men will bring Marie to severalunbelievable heights of pleasure during one weekend.
All three know this will be a one-time thing only before life returns to normal.
The Art of Pleasure is available here:
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 About Ella Laurance:
The real life version of Ella Laurance was born and raised in Rotterdam and never really left. She studied (social) history and has done a small assortment of jobs and voluntary work. But writing has been the main theme through all of it.
She’s been with her wife since 1981, and together they have raised two sons. There are also cats. And books. Lots of books.
Ella Laurance also publishes as S. Dora and R.A. Padmos.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

A day at the spa? Check our AT YOUR SERVICE anthology, my newest!

Between TODAY and June 10th June inclusive only!!!
“To celebrate the release of our At Your Service Anthology ,we're giving you the chance to enter our fabulous prize drawSpend $20/£20 or more and you will be automatically entered into a draw to win a Spa day voucher!”
Here is the link to the landing page giving the information:

My short is in here, HIS DELECTABLE COOK, a Regency about a cook who...isn't and an earl...who wasn't...and their foes who are DASTARDLY!
But it is an M/M/F/M!  Yes! A Quatre!
Cover anyone? 

Friday, June 7, 2013

4.5 Stars for CONQUERING ZEUS, my Navy SEAL in LUV!

Getting some LUV for Zeus, my US Navy SEAL in love love love with a tv reporter whom he saved from terrorists!

This is in the best-selling SEALs on FIRE series I did with my best buddies.

Thanks to Nina's Reading and Reviewing for my
4.5 STARS!!!
And here is her review:
'Conquering Zeus' is part of the 'SEALs on Fire' Anthology 

"Getting in the party mood for a weekend away with his SEAL teammates is no easy deal for "Zeus" Calderon. He's hung up on a woman he saved from terrorists months ago, but he should be able to forget a gutsy blonde reporter who showed resilience and humor under fire. Shouldn't he?

Kim Stansfield got the instant hots for the hunky Navy SEAL who led her out of harm's way—and she's got proof Zeus feels the same about her. He’s stubborn, but she's devised a plan to conquer him.

When she shows up in Key West and surprises him on the beach, Zeus learns that once in a lifetime a man meets a woman he can't forget—and every day without her is no easy day."  ~ From Goodreads

I love a good love story! And Zeus and Kim had one, what I also love is when a hero is naked a better part of the book. ;) Seriously, very comfortable with his body Zeus, spent the first 65% of the book butt ass naked, except for the occasional condom, and I loved it, especially how slightly uncomfortable it made Kim. I loved that Zeus had rescued her before and couldn't get him mind off her, it was both hot and so sweet!

Cerise Deland has created quite the pair with Zeus and Kim, both smart, brave and gutsy! Zeus a hot mexican american, big as a god guy who had a tender spot of one bold reporter was a joy to read! As was Kim, can't find one fault in her, I loved the fact she was ill, which brought forth the protective side of Zeus, as it was under control with medication it gave her softness that her tough-as-nails attitude needed.

The romance was addictive, seeing Zeus see an opening to swoop in and make her love him, and Kim worrying he only wanted a fling caused yummy misunderstandings and also made the romance more hot! I also loved the epilogue, it was a sweet ending to the hot beginning.

Did I mention Zeus is naked over half of the book? I though you should know. Also look at the cover, absolutely yummy!

Rating :

Have you read about Zeus?
He is one hunk of a man.
From south Texas.
From a large Tejano family and yeah, his first name is...Jesus. Pronounced in Spanish, it approaches the sounds of, "Hey, Zeus!"
Hence, his SEAL nickname. Yeah, those boys are merciless.
So is Kim the woman who loves him and surprises him in Florida with a big confession.
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Excerpt, CONQUERING ZEUS by Cerise DeLand, 2012-3. All rights reserved.
Pissed at himself for leaving Coyote and Ghost at the rockin’ Friday night beach bar scene hours earlier at Sunset Pier, he pushed through his temper and used it as fuel. Of all the women in all the joints in the world, the blonde bombshell who doesn’t walk in there tonight is the one I want.
He pounded through the waves, spotting someone lean and female strolling the beach with a sizable dog.
They were harmless. He had jumped in naked. No matter. Whoever it was would be long gone by the time he hauled his bare ass up the sands toward the house.
He angled for the shore, fighting memories of doing a door-to-door in an Egyptian shantytown to find her. His team had landed the night before, marched hours over abandoned desert to the tribesmen’s village, then fanned out to search for her and her two fellow hostages. Amid machine gun fire, he discovered her in a tin-roof lean-to, weary and weak, dehydrated, blindingly beautiful and bravely smiling at him in her filthy rags.
“Keep your head down,” he had whispered, pushing her to sit beneath the edge of the window in the hovel where the Bedouin tribesman had tied her to the post of an old iron bed frame.
With a classic profile, Nordic and tall, Kim Stansfield, reporter and hostage, stared at him, sunburned and dazed from hunger and thirst. Despite her dire condition, she smiled, pointing at his face and the green and brown desert camouflage paint that disguised his features. “Are you wearing make-up?”
What? You don’t like a man to wear foundation?” He fluttered his lashes at her, whipped an MRE drink from his vest and shoved it toward her. “Guzzle this.”
Grasping the pouch with shaking hands, she downed it while he sawed off her chains with his Spyderco blade. She coughed, choked, then hacked some of it back up.
“Cancel the guzzle. Sip it. Let me see how fit you are.” He ran his hands over her body, checking for sprains or injuries from beatings. God knew what these animals had done to a blonde Western woman who didn’t suit their ideals for dress or habits. After seven days of captivity, her body was still sleek, but limp from lack of nutrition. Outside, the rat-tat-tat of machine gun fire and bursts from his buddies’ Sig Sauers told him his team had run into her captors and it was his job to snatch her and run.
“I can’t go with you,” she rasped, wiping drops of the liquid from the corner of her mouth with the sleeve of her dirty linen abaya.
The hell you can’t. He shot her a look that spoke his thoughts. But hostages, especially women, needed assurances. He knew how to do that. Grandmothers, mother, sisters and cousins.  He had gentled them all.  The only man in a huge Tex-Mex family since his father had passed away when he was a baby, Jesus “Zeus” Calderon knew how to talk to women. “You’ll be fine. Do as I say.”
This female, he knew, tended not to follow anyone’s orders. Not her newspaper editor’s. Not the American government’s. He had studied her top-notch professional background and her tough-as-nails character, all as part of his team’s mission prep. She might look like a runway model, but she was an Amazon in spirit and truth. Though she hailed from preppy American and crusty British diplomatic stock, Kimberly Morran Stansfield was a dare devil, thirty-one-year old investigative journalist who spoke fluent Arabic and had used her excellent skills to file stories from Bengazi and Cairo during the Arab Spring. For more than three years in the Middle East, she had strolled through gunfire, air strikes and riots. Seven days ago, while working an angle on famine in Egypt after the overthrow of Mubarak, she had been abducted and held for ransom by a renegade tribe of Bedouin.
“You don’t understand,” she objected, clutching his shirt in one fist. “They expected you. Planned for you.” She coughed again and he fretted about how deeply the spasms wracked her. “They’ll kill my cameramen Johnson and Hassan if you take me. Said they’d torture them first.”
“No, they won’t.”
“We’re getting your two guys. No worries. Then we’re putting down your captors.”
“How many are you?” she asked, the reverence in her voice a prayer.
“Enough.” He smiled at her then and it was as if the sun multiplied into a thousand more when she grinned back at him. “Drink all of that. Fast as you can. It’s got your meds in there.”
She had a chronic condition of high red platelets. That was the reason the SEALs had come for her and her two colleagues as quickly as they had. Delay by even two more days and she would have died. Besides, this particular group of Bedouins had shown their hand at violence last year when they had kidnapped a French female television commentator. That woman they had brutally tortured and killed. Without a cause, save their own enrichment, this nomadic group tried to ransom those whom they abducted. And they always abducted women.
“They’re cowards,” he told her as he checked her bare feet, concluding he would simply carry her with him. “And they’re dead meat.”
Laughing hoarsely, she put a hand to her temple and swayed in delight. “Woosy. Think I’ve had too much to drink. Can you do that? Take them all?”
“My only job is you.”
She had laughed then, giddy with the strength of the MRE. Drawing his face down to hers, she planted a big fat kiss on his cheek. “Color me grateful, SEAL of my heart. Your wish is my command.”

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Natalie Acres rips it up with new installment of COWBOY BOOTS, BDSM M/F! Oh wow!

From the Siren-Bookstrand bestselling ménage romantic thriller series, Cowboy Boots, comes a new division of the Underground Unit and an unforgettable M/F BDSM romantic thriller.

International bestselling eBook and trade paperback author Natalie Acres presents a new line of BDSM novellas for her Cowboy Boots series. Known for writing ménage BDSM thrillers and western contemporaries, Natalie introduces The Underground Club starting with Underground-Las Vegas and a familiar operative many readers grew to love in Cowboy Boots and Unfinished Business

Readers following the Cowboy Boots series will we see recognizable faces in The Underground Clubs. They’ll also soon meet a number of new sexy Alpha Underground Unit operatives as well. 

Some extraordinary surprises are in store for readers of BDSM M/F erotic romances so grab a cool beverage, load up your favorite e-reader, and replenish those batteries in your favorite toy. We’re all set for an explosive new novella debuting at Siren Publishing on June 3rd

Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing (MF)

Start with Book One in the Cowboy Boots series or pick up your copy of Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing and follow The Underground Clubs saga, a new beginning for the Underground Unit operatives with more installments on the way! 

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Reviews for Cowboy Boots
The Cowboy Boots Series~2011 Nominee for Best Series All Around
                in LR Cafe's Loop
4.5 STARS: "Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts is ménage to a degree not normally seen. The sex scenes of BDSM are not for the faint of heart but they are all consensual. The intricate nuances of relationships play out against a backdrop of danger that adds even more spice to this red hot offering... AlexJouJou, Manic Readers
If you like cowboys, horses, men and sex that pushes the envelope, you're in for a helluva ride with Cowboy Boots & Untamed Hearts!"  -- Rie McGaha, Rie's Reviews
“Very seldom will you find an erotic romance with such a deep and pain-filled thread running throughout. Kelsie’s cancer touches all of the characters in this story, and you get a close and intimate look at how it tears at the heart and soul of these five men, as well as the newcomer, Veronica. The pain and suffering is not sugar-coated at all but then neither is the heat and passion they all share…" -- Lototy,Coffee Time Romance & More

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Signing at BEA! Which book? Best-selling thriller, UNTIL THE DAWN?

Print cover!

UNTIL THE DAWN, the first in erotic romantic thriller series NEMESIS, is out in print!

Desiree Holt and I are signing it in NEW YORK at BEA today as you read this!
Are you going? Come look us up at the Ellora's Cave booth!
You need a copy. I know you do!

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