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October 16, 2014
Stay With Me by Layna Pimentel (@LaynaPimentel)
BLURB
Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one.
Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away.
Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?
EXCERPT
Mercedes popped an eye open to see the candle nearly burnt out. I don’t remember lighting this last night. Oh! The weight of a large arm wrapped around her, and the sheet hung off the edge of the bed. Alex! He spent the night.
He groaned into her ear as she adjusted her position. As she did so, there was a knock at her door. Mercedes gently lifted his arm and rolled out bed, grabbing her silk robe from behind the bedroom door and glancing at the time on the digital box, which read eight-o’clock.
Who the hell could be visiting so early? She’d paid the landlord three months in advance, and she hadn’t really met anyone to expect house calls.
From behind the door she called out “Who is it?”
“It’s me, dummy. Poppy and Brian.”
Shit. What now? “Poppy, it’s not really a good time. I was sleeping.”
“Just open the damned door. We won’t take up too much of your time. We just want to make sure you’re okay.”
Mercedes sighed. Reluctantly, she did as she was asked, and they made their way inside. “I’m sorry I don’t have any coffee, guys. I haven’t even been here long enough to go grocery shopping.”
“That’s all right, sugar. We only stopped in to see how you were holding up after last night,” Brian spoke up.
“I’m fine. Really. Though it was a shocker that Poppy would even think to invite me. But, as you can see, I made it home safe and sound, eventually.”
Never mind the fact that she had walked into a sick joke by Alex’s ex-sub—or whatever the heck she was called—Mercedes wouldn’t forget last night any time soon. The moment she had a chance to take up the issue with Poppy, she would. But not until they were alone.
As she sat across from her company in the armchair, Mercedes clenched her butt cheeks and relaxed them. She couldn’t get comfortable with the damned plug in her ass, and squirming or pouting wasn’t going to make it go away any time soon. Shoot! I forgot that was still there. “Is there any reason why this conversation couldn’t have waited ’til a more decent hour? Christ! It’s Saturday, and I had a long night, if you hadn’t noticed.”
Brian smirked and peered around her to look on the dining room table where Alex had left his jacket. “You never told us you had company.”
“Well, that’s because you never asked. Last I checked, I didn’t realize I had to inform you.”
He snorted, patting Poppy on the knee. “You’re a cheeky one. I can see why you and Poppy get along so well. We’ll be on our way.”
“So soon? I thought we might all go out for breakfast,” Alex announced from the bedroom door, wrapped in nothing but the bed sheet.
Mercedes flushed like a child caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. Great. Now, everyone knows the kind of things we’ve been doing together.
“Christ, Mercedes. There’s no need to be shy. We’re all adults here. Now, come in here and get dressed so we can go out for some food. After that, I’ll take you to the grocery store.” Alex nodded to his friend. “Brian, how about you and Poppy meet us at Alessandro’s family diner?”
Mercedes was so embarrassed by the chance meeting between her friends and lover that she couldn’t meet his eye. I can’t believe he just did that. He might as well have stood there naked. Mmm…now there’s a thought.
Alex prancing around her apartment in the nude made for perfect entertainment. Who needed art to hang on the walls, when one swift look at his impeccably well-kept form was pleasurable enough? Just how did I get so lucky? If someone would have told her a week ago, that she’d move back to her hometown and find herself in the arms of a handsome, built, and uber sexy gentleman, she would have called them a liar.
She wasn’t exactly the perfect zero, or whatever the preferred size of women was these days. She was a healthy size twelve, with large boobs and a generously curvy butt.
For years, she had struggled with weight loss and trying to keep up with the social norm. But no matter what fitness center she joined, or fad diet she tried, her svelte body always came back. She’d practically given up thinking that anyone would accept her body for what it was. That is, until now.
Ugh. Must think positive thoughts. Alex…naked…
She imagined reaching forward and yanking the sheet from his body. Damn. Today is shaping up to be a good one.
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Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters.
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October 15, 2014
Mid Week Tease: “Closing his eyes, he forced himself to relax and let his brain do what it wanted.” #MWTease
Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. Here’s another sexy snippet from my M/M military erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle, which came out YESTERDAY! It’s available for just $0.99/77p! If you like a bargain, though, be sure to grab it quick as there will be a price increase on the 21st October.
Closing his eyes, he forced himself to relax and let his brain do what it wanted. Naturally, it veered straight back to Balkhi. Balkhi as Wilkes had first met him, in dish-dash and flip-flops. Balkhi in British Army uniform and sturdy boots. Finally, Balkhi in nothing but a smile, his long, lean body hard and tempting. His dark skin shone in the light, shifting over muscles and sinews as Balkhi waited for Wilkes to make a move.
“Touch your cock,” Wilkes said in his fantasy, while in real life his hand tugged down his boxer shorts and released his own. “Touch it for me. Stroke it. Squeeze it.” Each sentence mirrored his own actions, and within seconds his shaft was as hard as fantasy-Balkhi’s, which was now tipped with pre-cum.
Balkhi did as he was asked, his long fingers wrapping firmly around his dick, shifting up and down. The skin around his knuckles paled slightly as he obeyed the last command—squeeze it. His pupils were so large that his eyes looked almost black, and his bottom lip jutted out temptingly as he panted. Wilkes wanted to nip it between his teeth, make Balkhi gasp with the sharp bolt of pain, then pull the plump flesh into his mouth and suck it all better.
Remembering it was all in his head and that he could do whatever the hell he damn well wanted, Wilkes acted on his impulse. Balkhi tasted and felt as good as he looked, and Wilkes pumped his cock harder and faster, wishing he didn’t have to keep quiet. Not that anyone would do anything if they noticed what sounded like come-noises emanating from the boss’ tent, but no doubt he’d have the piss taken out of him at some point for being heard tossing off. And, knowing his luck, they’d bring it up in front of Balkhi, and then Wilkes would die of embarrassment on the spot.
Dropping to his knees, Wilkes hurriedly shoved Balkhi’s hand away from his shaft and took a moment to study it. Just like the man it belonged to, it was not too big, not too small, and yet far from average. Circumcised, the head was fully visible; nothing was hidden beneath folds of skin. Reaching out, Wilkes wrapped his fingers around it, unable to stop the grin that spread across his face as it hardened further beneath his touch.
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October 14, 2014
Unconditional Surrender is OUT NOW – Just $0.99/77p For A Limited Time!
Hi everyone,
I’m super excited to announce the release of Unconditional Surrender!
Blurb:
Strong. Sexy. Sizzling.
There’s nothing like a man in uniform, and thirteen of today’s hottest gay romance authors are celebrating military heroes and the men brave enough to love them.
These brand-new novellas feature all branches of the service and offer something for every reader. Almost 300,000 never before published words!
Contains stories from Cat Grant, Cassandra Carr, Annabeth Albert, L.A. Witt, E.M. Lynley, Lia Davis, Sasha Devlin, Lucy Felthouse, Rhi Etzweiler, Kerry Adrienne, Amelia Gormley, Keira Andrews and Brit Blaise.
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Just Gotta Say by Laura Kaye (@LauraKayeAuthor @InkSlingerPR)
Just Gotta Say is a super sexy friends-to-lovers story and a contemporary ménage a quatres. Here’s the blurb:
Callie Davis stumbles upon two of her three male roommates in a surprising, molten-hot midnight tryst and discovers a side of herself she never knew existed. Desire to play with them grips her, and she can’t stop fantasizing about having multiple men, particularly her three long-time best friends.
Callie is thrilled when a guys’ night out gives her the perfect opportunity to recreate her fantasy, with the help of a threesome porn video and a bag of sex toys. That is, until Lucas, Jack and Noah return early and catch her in the act. More than anything, the guys want to make her fantasy come true. But Callie has a secret, and she can’t help wondering if being with all three men will risk the future she’s always wanted with one of them.
As three strong sets of hands caress and undress her, Callie surrenders to desire, because sometimes you just gotta say…yes.
Just Gotta Say Excerpt:
The set-up: Callie’s most secret fantasy was just unexpectedly revealed to her three male roommates…
The invitation he laid out for her—the invitation to be with them, to act out this fantasy for real with them—was completely outside anything she imagined possible.
She sat for a long moment, still mostly curled into herself. Her gaze lit on the rough bobbing of Jack’s Adams apple as he swallowed. His apparent case of nerves eased hers. A little. Soft, sandy-colored strands brushed against her forehead. Her nose filled with the scent of him, all night air and masculinity.
Callie took a deep breath, her body remembering her unfulfilled arousal even as her brain struggled to keep up. “What are you saying, Jack?” she whispered, buying herself time to think and needing him to spell it out.
One hand stroked her back while the other combed her hair off the side of her face. “I’m saying”—he nibbled at her ear, but this time his lips lingered, his warm exhalation caressing her skin—“that the three of us want to bring that fantasy to life for you. If you want.”
Every nerve ending tingled with the promise of what he offered. Her heart rose from where it had plummeted into her gut and now hammered against her chest. Images of the three of them kissing her, fucking her, swamped her brain. Blood roared through her ears. “Are you teasing me?”
“Look at me,” he said, sliding his large hand under her cheek.
The commanding press of his skin on hers skittered electrical charges down her neck to her breasts. Her nipples hardened. She acquiesced and sat up just enough to face one of her three dearest friends.
“We want to do this for you.” He quirked the sexiest of crooked smiles and shrugged with one shoulder. “You know we’d be good together.”
She didn’t know whether his “we” meant her and him or the four of them. An encouraging voice in her mind said both interpretations were true.
He cupped her neck, his grasp comforting and reassuring, and brushed his lips against her right cheekbone. Her right eye. Her forehead. Tilting his head to the other side, he repeated the action against her left eye, the apple of her left cheek. She gasped when his last kiss fell on that tender, hollow spot just below her ear.
“What do you want, Callie? Whatever you want, we want. Always.”
*****
About Laura Kaye:
Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of nearly twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.
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October 13, 2014
An Interview with Jodi Ellen Malpas (@JodiEllenMalpas)
I’m delighted to welcome Jodi Ellen Malpas to the site, where she talks about her route to publication, her celebrity crushes and her favourite city on earth. Take it away, Jodi…
Tell us about yourself. Both your writing self and your non-writing self. What are your interests and hobbies? Do you have a day job, etc?
My name is Jodi Ellen Malpas, affectionately known as JEM to many of my readers. I’m 34, a mother of 2 boys, and I’m a sucker for an alpha male! I live just outside London – my favourite city on the planet. I wrote This Man in secret, wondering the whole time what anyone would think if they were to read it. My imagination run riot and shocked me with what I was capable of dreaming up. It was my soul on paper. Putting it out there for a stranger to read seemed a ridiculous idea. But I did. And I’ve never looked back. My perfect love story turned out to be millions of other women’s love story, too. Two months after sharing my story with the world, I found myself in New York meeting agents. It was then I made the decision to leave my day job. That was tough as I worked for my father, but he came to NYC with me, soaked up the opportunities that I was been presented with and let me go off into the big wide world with his blessing.
History fascinates me to the point of obsession and I have a slight Converse addiction.
Give us the background on your latest release.
After This Man was received so enthusiastically, I was so nervous about my next project. I wrote almost the entire trilogy in secret – no pressure, no expectations, just a story for me. That all changed with One Night. I suddenly had a following of readers waiting for something new from me. Jesse Ward, the hero of This Man, is widely loved. Dreaming up another male lead who could capture my readers as much worried me. I didn’t want to replicate Jesse. He’s a man on his own, but I wanted equal intensity, but on a different level. Miller Hart of One Night evolved very quickly. He’s very different to Jesse and was intended to be. He holds similar qualities, like dominance, but on a more subtle level. He also has an array of traits that Jesse doesn’t. Whereas Jesse took emotion to extreme, sometimes crazy levels, Miller is emotionally shutdown. His impassive persona, along with his devastating looks, is what captures Olivia’s (the heroine of One Night) attention. She’s fascinated by him to the point of obsession. Olivia has spent the best part of her adult life closed off from the world – something she’s done willingly for reasons that evolve during the course of the story. Her brief encounter with Miller Hart, plus the note he leaves on a napkin in the bistro where she works, ignites something within her that confuses and scares her. And she offers him a solace that he’s never thought possible. The one night he offers her is the very beginning for their epic love story.
How did you get started with writing? And what was your route to publication like?
Like I said before, I wrote This Man in secret. Women lose themselves in the fictional world of books every day. I lost myself in my own story. After confessing to my best friend, she convinced me to let her read it and the rest is history, I guess. I approached a few London agents without success, then looked into self-publishing. I released This Man in October 2012 with that mind that if 100 women read it and loved it, I’d be happy. The reality is very different. I suddenly had thousands of women following me, eager for the continuation of Jesse and Ava’s story. I released Beneath This Man in January 2013 and it went to #1 in the Amazon erotic charts in both the UK and US. My mind was blown! I was signed by ICM, a US based talent agency, in January 2013 and had an amazing publishing deal presented to me soon after. The release of This Man Confessed, the final book of the This Man Trilogy, in July 2013 under Grand Central Publishing was the highlight of my new career so far. It went to #1 on The New York Times, which sent my already blown mind to a whole new level. I still don’t think I’ve quite gathered myself since.
What are you currently working on?
I’ve just wrapped up One Night- Unveiled, the final book of the One Night Trilogy. I’m telling myself I need a break as it’s been a fast and furious 2 years, but I feel a little lost when I’m not writing. Another man has invaded my thinking space, so I’m delving into a new world with a whole heap of new characters that I already love 
Do you have a particular Muse for your writing? Do any of your characters bear startling resemblances to sexy celebrities or people you admire?
I never set out evolving a character with anyone particular in mind. I know exactly what they look like in my head and sometimes I get sent pictures by readers and I’ll think…’yeah, he could work.’ Or ‘Wow! He’s perfect’ but I never publically express that. I think it’s important for my readers to visualise their perfect muse.
Where do you see yourself in five years? Both writing-wise and non-writing-wise?
Ooohhh… Writing wise, I hoped to have consumed the minds of many more readers with many more stories. On a personal level, I can only hope I’m as happy as I am right now.
And now for some silly questions…
Muscled or skinny? Muscled…but not TOO muscled. I guess lean is more me.
Tall or short? Tall! The taller the better!
Boxers or briefs? Boxers.
Moustache or beard? Beard.
Long hair or shaven head? Long!
Tattoos or piercings? Tattoos.
Intelligent or funny? Can’t I have both?
Blond, brunette or red head? My taste is quite diverse. Jesse has dirty blond hair, Miller is dark.
Hottest celebrity (tell us why, if you like)? Now? Hmmmmm, Justice Joslin.
Top same-sex crush (or opposite sex if you already like same-sex!) Angelina Jolie.
Most disliked celebrity (tell us why, if you like) Really? I dare not say. She’s a viper. I don’t want any backlash!
Favourite food. Smoked salmon or cheese. It’s a close call.
Favourite book (tell us why, if you like) The Da Vinci Code. I love how Dan Brown incorporates history on such a detailed level. Fascinates me.
Favourite place in the world (tell us why, if you like) London! Always London. Everywhere you turn, there’s something beautiful to look at. It’s grand and drenched in history.
Anything else you’d like to add? Only a thank you for having me
Blurb (One Night: Promised)
ONE NIGHT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH . . .Livy notices him the moment he walks into the coffee shop. He’s heart-stoppingly stunning, with a blue-eyed gaze so piercing she’s almost too distracted to take his order. When he walks out the door, she thinks she’ll never see him again. Then she finds the note he left on his napkin . . . signed M. All he wants is one night to worship her. No feelings, no commitment – nothing but pleasure. Every defence mechanism Livy has adopted during her solitary life is at risk of being obliterated by this confounding man. He’s obnoxious but well-mannered. He’s a gentleman but aloof. He’s passionate but emotionless. Yet the fascination is so powerful, Livy can’t deny him…or herself. M awakens something in Livy, Something deep and addicting that she never knew existed—and that she fears only he can satisfy. But she senses that behind the fast cars, fancy suits, and posh apartment, he’s aching inside. To have him, body and soul, she’ll have to brave his dark secrets. Delving into his world and breaking down his defences becomes her obsession – an obsession that could shatter her heart beyond repair…
Available from: http://www.jodiellenmalpas.co.uk/purchase-links-one-night-promised/
Blurb (One Night: Denied)
He’s amazingly wealthy, sinfully gorgeous, and can bring her to heights of pleasure she’s never before known. For Livy, there’s no turning back. She’s determined to be the light in Miller Hart’s dark world. Yet this new life comes with a steep price…
Miller knows that the power he possesses hasn’t come without sacrifices—but he won’t let Livy be one of them. Though he wants nothing more than to have her in every way, his first duty is to protect her at all costs . . . from his sins, his enemies, and especially himself.
But as their insatiable affair intensifies, the two attract the attention of an obsessive—and dangerous—third party. Discovering new revelations about Miller that rock her to the core, Livy will have to decide whether Miller is ruined beyond repair. And he must face his fear that in order to save her, he may have to lose her after all . . .
Available from: http://www.jodiellenmalpas.co.uk/one-night-trilogy/
Author Bio
‘A lingering idea that I just couldn’t ignore.’ – Jodi Ellen Malpas
Jodi Ellen Malpas was born and raised in the Midlands town of Northampton, England, where she lives with her two boys. Working for her father’s construction business full time, she tried to ignore the lingering idea of writing until it became impossible. She wrote in secret for a long time before finally finding the courage to unleash her creative streak, and in October 2012 she released This Man. She took a chance on a story with some intense characters and sparked incredible reactions from women all over the world. She’s now a proud #1 New York Times and Sunday Times Bestselling author.
Writing powerful love stories and creating addictive characters have become her passion – a passion she now shares with her devoted readers.
Social Media Links & Website
Website – www.jodiellenmalpas.co.uk
Twitter – www.twitter.com/JodiEllenMalpas (@JodiEllenMalpas)
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Thanks again for stopping by. I hope you enjoyed this interview and wish you the best of luck with your latest release. Many sales!
October 12, 2014
150th Sunday Snog – Time for a Party!
It’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! Only this week, it’s a snog with a difference, because it’s a celebration of the 150th Sunday Snog – woohoo! I’ve taken part in an awful lot of those 150, so I’m delighted to be partying along with the Blisses and co. Make sure to check out my snog, then scroll down and enter my giveaway. Finally, head back to Blissekiss and see who else is joining in, and enter to win their prizes, too. Because there are always presents at a party
This week, I’m sharing another snog from my upcoming m/m military novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s due for release on the 14th October. If you like a bargain, I’d recommend bagging your copy now, as the price will be increased on the 21st October.
Wilkes kissed Balkhi harder, pouring every ounce of need he felt into it, gratified to feel that need returned. He reached out and grasped Balkhi’s buttocks, rutting against him. The other man removed his hand from Wilkes’ cock and echoed the movement, allowing their shafts to rub and press against each other. Slicks of pre-cum painted their torsos, but neither of them cared.
Twisting his head away, Wilkes murmured, “Rustam? Get the condom and lube. I need to fuck you, now.”
“You need to fuck me?”
Wilkes quirked an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah? Why?”
“Well, what about me?”
Chuckling, Wilkes said, “We’ll have to take it in turns. You like it both ways, huh?”
Balkhi nodded.
A growl rumbled low in Wilkes’ throat, and he gave a sharp nip to Balkhi’s earlobe. “That just makes you even more perfect.”
“If you get to go first,” the Afghan replied, “then you have to promise you’ll let me go right after you. I already feel as though I’m going to explode.”
Wilkes nodded frantically. Honestly, he’d have sold his granny to get his cock inside that delicious arse at that moment. “Okay, okay. Get another condom and lube out of my bag then, so we’re ready. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
A flurry of movement, and Balkhi was back, a grin on his face. “Here,” he said, tossing the items onto Wilkes’ chest. “Now hurry. Please.”
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October 11, 2014
My Sexy Saturday #42 – Another Sexy Moment #MySexySaturday
Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is another sexy moment. In the run up to its release, I’m sharing snippets from my M/M novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the upcoming bundle, Unconditional Surrender. Release date is 14th October, and if you like a bargain, I’d recommend grabbing it now as the price will go up on the 21st October.
If Balkhi thought Wilkes was behaving strangely, he was too polite to mention it. “Good night,” he said. “Sleep well.”
“Yeah, you too.” He gave a tight smile. If only I fucking could.
Wilkes went to the shower block, via his room to collect his wash bag. He took his time, deliberately making the most of the facilities given they were the very lap of luxury compared to what they had at the FOB.
Stripping off, he headed into the shower area and pressed the button. Stepping under the head, he hummed contentedly as the water cascaded over him, washing the dirt and sweat away and pummeling his weary muscles. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back, letting the spray hit the crown of his head, then roll down his neck, shoulders, back and buttocks, before gravity carried it to the tiled floor. It was weird for the place to be so quiet, he thought, but then the number of troops here was much less than on his last tour, and it was pretty late. Those who had a choice in the matter would probably be in bed by now.
Just then, a noise told him he’d spoken too soon. Someone had just joined him. Cracking an eye open to see who it was, Wilkes clamped his lips tightly shut around a squeak when he realized it was Balkhi. Seriously? He cursed any gods that might have been looking down on him. What have I done to upset you guys? What have I done that’s so bad that you’d torture me like this?
In an attempt to pull himself together, he nodded curtly at Balkhi before turning to grab his wash kit. He’d get his hair and body washed properly, then skedaddle. Being in close proximity to the other man was distracting at the best of times, but when they were both naked? Well, that was just asking for trouble. And Wilkes didn’t want trouble. He just wanted a quiet life.
Apparently, though, his cock had other ideas. Squirting some shampoo into his hands, he closed his eyes and began scrubbing the liquid onto his wet hair. As soon as he did so, an image he barely knew he’d seen flashed behind his eyelids. Balkhi, butt-naked and striding into the shower area. It was like something out of a cheesy porn film, and yet the image refused to disappear. He could only have seen it for a millisecond, before he’d turned away, and yet it was enough.
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Lucy x
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October 10, 2014
Curse of the Beast by Donina Lynn (@DoninaLynn)
He wants revenge. She wants to save him from what he’s determined to become.
Thank you having me here today! I’m so excited to be sharing my first paranormal romance with you!
Curse Of The Beast is a story about how life can throw so much in your direction that you’re ready to wave the white flag and surrender. Grayson, our shapeshifting hero, has not only reached that point, he’s been pushed over it when his father is murdered. Grayson is alone, angry, tired of struggling and is more than ready to give up everything. That is, until, he meets the one person that can show him there is still something worth fighting for—love.
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BLURB:
All of his life, Grayson Blackpaw lived by the rules of the half-breeds. He heeded the warnings and fought to keep the animal within under control, only to have his father murdered by the very thing his kind could never harm. Even if it means cursing himself to spend the rest of his days as a beast, Grayson was going to find the human responsible and make them pay—with their life.
Shapeshifters exist. Summer Jenkins wouldn’t have believed it herself, if she hadn’t watched a cougar change into a man before her very eyes. It doesn’t hurt when the man is as delectable as Grayson, either. Utterly droolworthy, Grayson sends her pulse racing and her heart falling…fast. But when Grayson admits that he’s willing to give up everything for the sake of revenge, will love be enough or can nothing stop the curse of the beast?
EXCERPT:
Summer inched over on the couch until her knees brushed against his, and she placed her hand on his thigh. It was a simple gesture of reassurance but the heat of her hand seeped through the denim, branding his skin and shooting higher. Desire flooded his veins and Summer’s breathing hitched when she felt it course through him. “He wasn’t the only one to touch me in some way, Grayson.”
Beginning to slowly make her way up his inner leg, Grayson grabbed her wrist before she closed what little distance there was left. If she made it to her destination, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. He was already growing rigid in mere anticipation of her touching his length. If she actually made contact, he would lose what little restraint he held on to.
“Summer. I would like nothing more than to pull that dress up, plunge deep inside and take you over and over again, letting you know exactly how much I want you. But, we can’t. I won’t take the chance of hurting you.”
“You’re not going to hurt me. Worrying that you will is enough for me to know that you won’t.”
“You can’t know that because even I don’t. Summer, you need to understand there’s a chance I will do exactly that.” Grayson shook his head and took a breath. He wasn’t sure he could explain the constant battle of wills that had been waging inside of him for as long as he could remember, or how he’d been losing, but he needed to try. It wasn’t him just being overly cautious, there was a real danger. If he lost what little hold he had on the cougar while he was with her, he didn’t know what would or could happen. Grayson didn’t even want to think of the possibilities. “The lure of our animal halves is strong. The more we give in to them, the stronger they become. The stronger they become, the more we give in to them. Without something to stop the progression, the animal and its instincts become the predominant half and slowly overpower the human’s ability to remain in control.”
“So the worst that can happen is you shift into the cougar. I can handle…”
Grayson shook his head to cut her off. That damn stubbornness of hers was more than a little frustrating. “No Summer, you can’t. The worst that can happen is not the cougar. It’s the beast.”
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October 9, 2014
Writing Kinky Toes by Suz deMello (#kinkysex #foot fetish @fetlife @MFRW_ORG)
This short story was the first I wrote about a form of sexual desire in which I have no interest whatsoever. Okay, I like a pair of pretty shoes as much as the next girl, but I’m not sexually aroused by feet or footwear. The first time a man sucked my toes was after a hot and sweaty bike ride, and candidly, I thought the experience a little disgusting. Not for me—I wasn’t doing the sucking—but for the guy. Nevertheless, he seemed to really enjoy it, despite the unsanitary nature of the activity. (He was a doctor, too, which made what he did even more puzzling).
But each to his own, I say, and if someone indulges a fetish and doesn’t hurt anyone else (except with consent, of course) who am I to judge?
I wrote Kinky Toes during a time when I was exploring ways to keep the writing fresh by focusing on fetishes I hadn’t previously written about. Queen’s Quest (http://www.ellorascave.com/queen-s-quest.html) is another story from that period, and it posits a society in which exhibitionism is rampant and public sex perfectly acceptable—the conformation of the futuristic planet I invented is such that birthrates are low, and anything to get new births is encouraged.
I’m neither an exhibitionist nor a foot fetishist, so both stories were a departure for me. I didn’t know anything about foot or shoe fetishes, so I had to research both subjects. Kinky Toes is the result.
Here’s what it’s about:
Genre: contemporary erotic romance
Shelbie Nathanson resents Rick Saldano’s ascension to C.O.O. of her family’s shoe company, a job she’s wanted all her life. But she can’t resist his red-hot, sexy style of lovemaking… one that focuses on her passion: shoes.
Here’s a snippet to sharpen your interest:
In the cab, Shelbie became even more aware of Rick, if that were possible. He was big. Not fat, but solid, sizable, with broad shoulders and an obviously muscular body beneath his suit. She couldn’t help sneaking a peek at his crotch. The suit’s fabric had pulled tight as he sat, tight enough that she could guess that six-foot-two Rick’s body parts were proportional.
Her mood had definitely changed.
He leaned closer, hesitated the tiniest fraction of a second before he brushed his lips against her cheek. Shocked, she jerked away, but he didn’t move, his gaze still pinned to hers.
She didn’t move either. The air felt thick, as though the very atmosphere were holding her in place. They sat staring at each other until the cabbie harrumphed. “Where to, folks?”
After giving the cabbie an address she didn’t recognize, Rick didn’t say anything during the cab ride. Rigid with a tension she couldn’t define, Shelbie didn’t have a word to say either, not even when he picked up one of her feet and rested it in his lap, atop his very substantial hard-on. She wiggled her foot and the stiletto heel slid across the bulge in his pants.
He sighed, so she did it again. Then again. He clamped his lips tight shut, apparently stifling a groan as his erection swelled even more.
He slid one finger along the exposed arch of her foot. It didn’t feel ticklish, exactly, but was tingly, the kind of tingle her pussy liked.
He inserted his finger into her toe cleavage. The spot between the big toe and the next was tiny, smaller than his index finger. His abrupt thrust hurt a little, and Shelbie had a mad vision of the time when she’d lost her virginity. Her pussy had been too small for the tool her then-boyfriend had wielded.
She had that same feeling now, an ache as something big intruded into her body’s smaller space. She tried to pull away but he persisted, twisting his finger until he’d pushed in as far as her shoe would allow.
He sawed his finger in and out and she bit down on her lower lip to avoid moaning aloud. She flung her head back, panting as he rotated his finger.
They arrived outside a row of brownstones near the park. He slipped his finger out of her toe cleavage and gave her foot a squeeze. An awkwardness she hadn’t felt since teenage sex overcame her as she dropped her feet to the cab’s floor. Rick paid the fare, ushered her out of the taxi and into the building…his building, she supposed.
The moment they were alone in the elevator, she sprang at him and pressed her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as his tongue invaded her mouth. She sucked at him hard, shoving her hands into his hair. He tasted and felt divine.
Her body was aflame, all light and heat, and he picked her up as though she were made of insubstantial fire, weighing nothing…
Like what you read? There’s more! Buy the short story at: http://www.ellorascave.com/kinky-toes.html
About Suzie:
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms as Totally Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find Suzie’s books here:
http://www.tinyurl.com/SuzDeMello (publisher’s site)
https://www.amazon.com/author/suzdemello
https://www.amazon.com/author/sueswift
October 8, 2014
Mid Week Tease: “If he’d had a wall, Wilkes would have punched it.” #MWTease
Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. In the run up to its release, I’m sharing snippets from my M/M military erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the upcoming Unconditional Surrender bundle. Release date is 14th October and is available for pre-order at just $0.99/77p! If you like a bargain, though, be sure to grab it quick as there will be a price increase on the 21st October.
Unfortunately, and yet predictably, Wilkes’ brain settled on Balkhi. He tutted, frustrated at his own stupidity. How in god’s name was thinking about his interpreter going to help him sleep? The hard yet not too bulky body, soulful eyes, quick wit and sexy smile were going to have the exact opposite effect, plus causing many other problems besides.
And yet, as Wilkes tried to relive the highly irritating conversation he’d had with Major Hunter earlier, after the dead goat incident, he couldn’t hold on to it. His mind continued pulling back toward Rustam Balkhi and his many merits.
If he’d had a wall, Wilkes would have punched it. This was beyond ridiculous. Crushing on his interpreter had so many items in the “cons” box that even the dimmest soldier in the platoon wouldn’t consider it. But his brain, or at the very least his libido, just couldn’t let go.
Sighing, Wilkes then gritted his teeth. “Fine. Have it your fucking way. Knock yourself out.”
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