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October 2, 2016
OUT NOW - TAKE ME!
When Megan's life is saved by a man who is so much more than he seems at first sight, her weekend in Dublin takes a dangerous but sexy twist.
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Megan Sanders is having a great time. What's not to love about being in Dublin with a group of fun mates? They're out on the town and out on the pull.
Unfortunately Megan's striking looks have attracted the attentions of a man who has not just unwholesome intentions, but downright murderous intentions.
Mr Samuel Bennington is an evil vampire, and only a pack of elite wolf shifters can save Megan, if their leader, Seth Martin can get to her in time that is.
Soon Megan finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of fear and lust. She's being hunted for her blood, yes, but she's also crazy about the guy who has sworn to protect her. But which man will win? Will her blood sate Bennington's hunger, or will Seth remind her why it's good to be alive, and give her pleasure beyond anything she's known before?
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Megan Sanders is having a great time. What's not to love about being in Dublin with a group of fun mates? They're out on the town and out on the pull.
Unfortunately Megan's striking looks have attracted the attentions of a man who has not just unwholesome intentions, but downright murderous intentions.
Mr Samuel Bennington is an evil vampire, and only a pack of elite wolf shifters can save Megan, if their leader, Seth Martin can get to her in time that is.
Soon Megan finds herself caught up in a whirlwind of fear and lust. She's being hunted for her blood, yes, but she's also crazy about the guy who has sworn to protect her. But which man will win? Will her blood sate Bennington's hunger, or will Seth remind her why it's good to be alive, and give her pleasure beyond anything she's known before?
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October 1, 2016
OUT NOW - HOT ICE
I'm so excited that my HOT ICE series has hit the shelves again and with a brand new novel RUSSIAN HEAT (contains bonus short story ROOKIE RULES).Click on the covers to find out more about my bad boys of the ice and the women who tame them.
#1 HIRED (FREE at many retailers)
#2 Cross-Checked
#Slap Shot
#4 Teamwork (MFM)
#5 High-Sticked (MM)
#6 Misconduct
#7 Russian Heat (contains bonus short story Rookie Rules)
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September 30, 2016
Saturday Spankings - AT HER HUSBAND'S COMMAND #SatSpanks #erotic #spanking #romance #BDSM
Welcome to Saturday Spankings. I'm completely thrilled to announce that I have a brand new spanking book out this week. AT HER HUSBAND'S COMMAND is packed full of spankings with a variety of implements and is sure to hit the spot!
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In their cottage in the country, thirty-two-year-old submissive Melody and her dominant husband Ivor have the freedom to enjoy intimate gatherings with friends who share their particular interests. But when a new—and very beautiful—young woman makes her first appearance at one of their parties, Melody cannot help growing envious of the attention she receives.
As soon as Ivor learns of his wife’s reaction to this new woman’s presence, he makes it very clear to Melody that their bond is stronger than ever and there will never be room for anyone but her in his heart. But when she persists in letting her unfounded jealousy get the better of her, will Ivor follow through with his promise of a long, hard, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking?
“If you can’t sit down later, if you need to eat your meal standing, then that’s your own fault,” he said, rubbing his hand over the surface of his newest toy. “And you can explain to the guests that you flirted shamelessly with your master when you should have been preparing for their visit.”Melody didn’t think her flirting had been particularly shameless, but if Ivor said it was, she’d go along with it. Arguing would be futile, plus the glint of excitement in his eyes thrilled her. His new spanking paddle had clearly got him really hot under the collar.She risked a glance at his groin, just visible over the surface of the table. Sure enough, a long, thick bulge strained at his fly.A groan escaped her throat. God, would he fuck her too? Now? Just a quick fast one after he’d reddened her buttocks to give them both some release and possibly a little stamina for later?Later... a few sweet hours and then...She didn’t have time to think about later because the air behind her whooshed in a cool breeze, then a crack of pain covered both of her arse cheeks.She cried out and shifted up the table.Fuck, that had hurt. The pain was deep and profound as well as sharp and mean.Another hard whack.She went up onto her tiptoes and clenched the tablecloth, gripping it in her fists.“Mmm, very nice,” he said, caressing her arse. “A beautiful, broad band of redness.” “Yes, Sir,” she murmured.“I must use this more often.”“Yes... ah...”He’d hit again.She harnessed the pain, the way she was adept at doing and allowed it to pool in her clit.Grinding against the table, she enjoyed the way the hard wood dragged against her body and crumpled the satin.“Good girl,” he said. “That’s it. Make it feel good.”She knew she was lucky. Ivor was a kind master who allowed her to find relief by rubbing herself as he spanked her. Whether it was the table, his leg, or the back of the sofa, it was permissible.“More,” she gasped. “More, please.”He gave it, hard and fast, another five paddles that had her skin raging as though live fire had raced over it.She clenched her internal muscles, a drip of moisture oozed down her thigh, and she reached for her clit.Crash.The paddle had landed on the floor. Ivor was behind her, kicking her feet wider.Melody moaned, knowing what was coming. Gazing lustfully at him as he’d made the bread had been the best thing she’d done all day.His cock was there, searching for her entrance. Then he was pushing, shoving, burying deep.He gripped her hair, yanking it into a rough ponytail. “I’m going to fucking fuck your red arse, you bad sub,” he said, his voice laced with tension.
My Sexy Soul Mate ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS161
Welcome to My Sexy Saturday which is all about soul mates. This week I'm excited to announce that I have a new spanking book out - AT HER HUSBAND'S COMMAND, this married couple and in love and lust and definitely soul mates. Here's a few cheeky lines...
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In their cottage in the country, thirty-two-year-old submissive Melody and her dominant husband Ivor have the freedom to enjoy intimate gatherings with friends who share their particular interests. But when a new—and very beautiful—young woman makes her first appearance at one of their parties, Melody cannot help growing envious of the attention she receives.
As soon as Ivor learns of his wife’s reaction to this new woman’s presence, he makes it very clear to Melody that their bond is stronger than ever and there will never be room for anyone but her in his heart. But when she persists in letting her unfounded jealousy get the better of her, will Ivor follow through with his promise of a long, hard, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking?
He stroked her buttocks, the small calluses on his palms scratching her flesh. “You’re marked from last night.”“Yes, Sir.”“Was it too much?”“No, of course not.”“Good.” He delivered one hard slap to each buttock, the sound echoing around the room and clattering over the slate tiled floor. It was just the kind of noise they didn’t need neighbours hearing.Melody barely flinched. Until the sting of his slaps layered into fire, she could handle it fine.“You wanted to be the bread?” he asked, stepping away from her.“Yes,” she whispered. “I did.”“Open your eyes.”She did as instructed. He was standing to the side of the table and held up the long wooden serving plank that the bread would be placed on later. It had a handle and a large flat rectangular surface the size of a small tray.Her heart rate picked up. She’d been spanked with many implements over the years but this... this was new.And scary.“If you can’t sit down later, if you need to eat your meal standing, then that’s your own fault,” he said, rubbing his hand over the surface of his newest toy. “And you can explain to the guests that you flirted shamelessly with your master when you should have been preparing for their visit.”Melody didn’t think her flirting had been particularly shameless, but if Ivor said it was, she’d go along with it. Arguing would be futile, plus the glint of excitement in his eyes thrilled her. His new spanking paddle had clearly got him really hot under the collar.
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COVER REVEAL - STOCKHOLM SURRENDER
Due out from Evernight Publishing on 3rd October, STOCKHOLM SURRENDER.
My soul was in turmoil. Ty Winters had not only kidnapped me in Oz, my heartstoppingly gorgeous surfer had also stoked my darkest desires, bringing all my fantasies to the surface. So Oxford wasn’t going well. Until, that is, he crept from the shadows—desperate, sexy, dangerous and wanting a piece of me, literally!
He teased me with a taste of his carnal skills, leaving me burning with frustration then forced to stand by as he fought for his beliefs using my lust-addled body as his most powerful weapon.
Oh, my kidnapper knew how to get what he wanted, giving me just what I needed, while hiding our relationship from the British foreign minister and police. Because sometimes two people are meant to be, even in the most unconventional circumstances and twisted situations. We could fight the world, but we couldn’t fight our passion.
*please note, Stockholm Surrender was previously published with different cover art, the content remains the same*
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My soul was in turmoil. Ty Winters had not only kidnapped me in Oz, my heartstoppingly gorgeous surfer had also stoked my darkest desires, bringing all my fantasies to the surface. So Oxford wasn’t going well. Until, that is, he crept from the shadows—desperate, sexy, dangerous and wanting a piece of me, literally!
He teased me with a taste of his carnal skills, leaving me burning with frustration then forced to stand by as he fought for his beliefs using my lust-addled body as his most powerful weapon.
Oh, my kidnapper knew how to get what he wanted, giving me just what I needed, while hiding our relationship from the British foreign minister and police. Because sometimes two people are meant to be, even in the most unconventional circumstances and twisted situations. We could fight the world, but we couldn’t fight our passion.
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September 28, 2016
I'm having a PARTY!
September 27, 2016
At Her Husband's Command - OUT NOW!
My brand spanking new, hot and kinky novella, AT HER HUSBAND'S COMMAND is out NOW!
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In their cottage in the country, thirty-two-year-old submissive Melody and her dominant husband Ivor have the freedom to enjoy intimate gatherings with friends who share their particular interests. But when a new—and very beautiful—young woman makes her first appearance at one of their parties, Melody cannot help growing envious of the attention she receives.
As soon as Ivor learns of his wife’s reaction to this new woman’s presence, he makes it very clear to Melody that their bond is stronger than ever and there will never be room for anyone but her in his heart. But when she persists in letting her unfounded jealousy get the better of her, will Ivor follow through with his promise of a long, hard, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking?
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On Her Terms by Doris O'Conner
Please join me in welcoming Doris O'Conner to my blog with all the low down on her new release ON HER TERMS.
Thanks so much for having me on your blog today, Lily, with my new release On Her Terms. Like the first book in this series, The Job, On Her Terms started as a tease on my blog. This one, to be precise.
I didn’t get to write the story straightaway because other projects intervened, but when Jamie and Nicole decided it was their turn... Well, my fingers flew.
I loved writing their story which brought with it many twists and turns that I certainly didn’t see coming. Let’s just say all is not as it seems, but then it never is with the Premiere Companions. I hope readers will enjoy these two. Hold on for the ride, because sparks fly and yeah... The story might be a tad hot.
What’s that you say? I write a hot story? Shocking I know.
*sniggers*
I blame my muse. I’m sweet and innocent really… Stop laughing in that corner!
Blurb:She’ll be no man’s property…
Faced with the prospect of marriage, to a man she’s never even met, Nicoletta Cabrizi’s temper gets the better of her. How dare her father use her virginity as a bargaining chip to seal a business deal? A girl’s first time should be special, and who better to give her an unforgettable night than an experienced Dom provided by Premiere Companions.
A perfect solution…
The reality, however, takes her breath away. The enigmatic Jamie pulls Nicole into a maelstrom of sensation and pleasure, which steals her heart, and soul, and leaves her doubting her previous decisions.
Jamie is beyond furious at this whole, farcical arrangement, especially when Nicoletta turns out be far from the spoiled princess he was expecting to meet. Her open vulnerability and deep need to submit brings out his protective instincts. Come what may, Nicoletta willbe his.
Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys
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Excerpt:
Jamie always enjoyed this process of getting to know what made a woman tick in bed, never more so than when that woman tapped into her submissive streak for the first time. Most needed far more encouragement than his girl had needed. Whether that was simply due to the unusual circumstances they found themselves in or whether she, too, felt the force of their connection, who could say.From the minute he’d seen her shred the paper napkins, her nervousness pouring off her in waves, she’d thrown his preconceived notions about her out of the window. It wasn’t just the fact that she was ten times more beautiful in person either. Jamie was used to beautiful women, appreciated women in all their forms and guises, but there was something about Nicoletta Cabrizi that had him utterly hooked. Now with her writhing underneath him, her sweet musk in his nostrils and coating his tongue as he licked up the juices spilling past the elastic of the sodden piece of lace barely covering her modesty … now, he stopped analyzing and simply gave himself over to the moment. He knew the moment she was about to explode, because her thighs tightened involuntary around his head, and her hips bucked as she ground her pussy against his face, coming all over it in the process.The incomprehensible sounds spilling from her mouth made him grin around his mouthful of hugelyengorged virgin clit, and Jamie kept up the sucklingof that little bundle of nerves, until the last of her aftershocks abated and her thighs went slack. Only then did he sit back and allowed himself to slowly peel her ruined thong away from her moist flesh.Jamie sucked in a sharp breath as her sweet cunt came into view. Beautifully bare of any hair, it begged to be claimed, and his cock jerked at the thought as herpuffed up pussy lips came into view. She jumped when he parted her outer labia with his fingers, and ran his fingertips through her inner lips. “Easy there, my sweet. You’re so fucking wet for me. I can’t wait to claim your virgin hole. All of them for that matter. Will you let me do that, bellissima?” A groan came from his girl at his words, and her pussy hole quivered and clenched, expelling more of her essence, in which he coated his fingers and brought them right up to her other hole, while he pushed a thumb into her pussy.A gasp and a tightening of her internal muscles was his answer this time, and when he looked up her body it was beyond satisfying to see the all-over body flush decorating her fair skin. Her unfettered breasts, reddened by his stubble, carried the marks of his teeth, and her nipples stood proudly to attention. Such a glorious, fucking canvas for him to work with.He swore to himself there and then that he would mark every inch of her skin, so that when she left here in the morning to resume her life as Don Cabrizi’sdaughter, she would remember who her Sir was.Foolish thoughts, perhaps, he had no right to be possessive, after all, but there it was. He wasn’t going to overanalyze this now, just go with his gut and let the chips fall where they may. He’d always known that any dealings with this woman would be dangerous to him, so the urgent need to make her his didn’t really come as a huge surprise to him. “I asked you a question, my love, I would appreciate an answer.”Inwardly he grimaced at the endearment he didn’t seem capable of not making. Love had nothing to do with this. It was or should have been a mere business transaction, dammit.“What? Yes, please … whatever. I’m yours, Sir.”Her halting,panted reply stopped him from pursuing that thought, and he gently thrust his thumb in and out of her pussy, making her groan while he pushed the index finger of his other hand through the tight ring of muscle guarding her ass.Those muscles flexed around the digit, and when he bent his head to lick across her clit, Nicoletta groaned deep in her throat.“There, you are, come for me again, my sweet.”He kept up the gentle licks around and over her clit while he thrust his digits in and out of both her holes. The heavy odor of sex surrounded them. His balls drew tight, and his cock leaked copious amounts of pre-cum, while the wet sounds his fingers made added an auditory stimuli all of their own.“I can’t … too much … oh God…”Her words drifted off into incomprehensible moans and sighs, which were music to his ears.“Oh yes, you can and you will. Come for your Sir, bellissima.”
To celebrate the release of On Her Terms, The Job (book 1) is just 99 cents for a limited time at Evernightand Amazon.Perfect time to grab your copy and see how this series started J
About Doris:Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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In The Flesh: Book 1 of The Medusa Consortium by Kd Grace
I'm completely thrilled that Kd Grace has stopped by today with her fabulous paranormal romance IN THE FLESH. What's more there's a giveaway...keep reading. I'm currently immersed in this story and absolutely loving it!
Imaginary Lovers
I suspect every young girl and probably most boys too have had imaginary lovers. Okay, if I’m being honest, as a writer of romance and erotica, I have them all the time. J Those imaginary lovers are the lovers we long for when there isn’t anyone else, when we’re on our own and yearn to be the center of attention of the best, most amazing, hottest man ever, or when our fantasies turn dark and dangerous and we need a little bit of scary-hot help. And let’s face it they certainly have their place in our self-love life, don’t they? They are our images of perfection, something that doesn’t exist in the real world. Though In The Flesh has a complicated origin, a part of its roots and, certainly a part of what drives the story is an imaginary lover. But this imaginary lover is not the book boyfriend of your dreams. He’s not the one all your friends will be jealous of. Don’t get me wrong though, this imaginary lover is strong, powerful, outrageously sexy and he’s completely focused on you. What more could a girl ask for, right?
But what if this insatiable glorious lover, who blows your mind with sex beyond your wildest dreams, isn’t imaginary at all? Oh, I’m not talking Cinderella and Prince Charming or Christian Grey and Anna Steele. Oh no! This lover is way beyond Charming or Grey. In reality, this lover is the most terrifying being you’ve ever met. And what if, in spite of even that, you still can’t resist him?
When I first started writing the story of the Chapel House Guardian, it really was just a short story, an idea about the perfect imaginary lover gone horribly wrong. But after three different incarnations, shared in two different writing groups, I realized there was way more to this Guardian and to those he seduced than what could be contained in one short story. In fact, I soon discovered it would take something more than a human to thwart the seduction of the Guardian. 94k words and In The Flesh later, I discovered that even then, Susan and Michael, and the Guardian’ strange story wasn’t finished. I’m now writing the sequel, Blind- Sided . Both books are a part of something even bigger still, the Medusa’s Consortium Series. You’ll be hearing more about that later. In the meantime, enjoy the excerpt and don’t forget to comment for a chance to win the giveaway.
Giveaway: To promote the release of In The Flesh, I’m giving away a $30/£20 Amazon gift voucher. Help me celebrate and comment for a chance to win. J
In The Flesh Blurb:
When Susan Innes comes to visit her friend, Annie Rivers, in Chapel House, the deconsecrated church that Annie is renovating into a home, she discovers her outgoing friend changed, reclusive, secretive, and completely enthralled by a mysterious lover, whose presence is always felt, but never seen, a lover whom she claims is god. As her holiday turns into a nightmare, Susan must come to grips with the fact that her friend’s lover is neither imaginary nor is he human, and even worse, he’s turned his wandering eye on Susan, and he won’t be denied his prize. If Susan is to fight an inhuman stalker intent on having her as his own, she’ll need a little inhuman help.
EXCERPT - Researching God’s Love Life
By the time I finished my breakfast and was ready to go, Annie was already fast asleep, curled in her nest at the foot of the altar. Outside, the smell of burning rubbish stung my eyes and the back of my throat.I had little enthusiasm for the handbag sale, nor for lingering at the make-up counter. Instead I found myself in a coffee shop, laptop open researching God’s love life, which turned out to be a long history of seducing humans.
Zeus visited Danae in a shower of gold. He seduced Leda in the form of a swan. Eros came to Psyche in the dead of night forbidding her to look upon his face. Hades dragged Persephone down to the Underworld. The Virgin Mary was impregnated by the god of the Bible. In the New Testament, Christ is the bridegroom, and the church his bride. And the list went on and on. Perhaps even the indwelling of the Holy Spirit was just another way for divinity to experience flesh.
I had always loved mythology, and I’d read all these stories before. I’d just never put them together to get the whole picture. And though I was seeing an aspect of divinity that I found rather disturbing, I couldn’t help feeling there was still a piece of the puzzle missing.
I suppose I should have felt relieved. Annie wasn’t as unusual as I’d thought. God was the ultimate stalker, and he didn’t seem to be very faithful to his lovers. Just Annie’s type. I tried not to think about the implications of my experience in the bath last night. After all, it was just mythology, and I’d had a lot of wine. And there’s never any accounting for my vivid imagination. After all, I was a writer. I made my living as a teller of tales.
“What are you reading?”
I jumped at the sound of Annie’s voice and quickly minimized the page. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“I’m feeling better.”
“How did you know where to find me?”
She leaned down and whispered next to my ear. “My lover’s God, remember? You can’t hide from him.” I barely had time to register shock before she reached down and restored the page.
“Trying to learn a little bit more about him, are we?” She smiled at the monitor and nodded knowingly. “None of this does him justice. He’s the Hound of Heaven. He’s always pursuing those he loves, and there’s no escaping. Once he’s set his eyes on you, he’ll do whatever it takes to make you his own.”
I suddenly felt cold.
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Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.
KD has erotica published with Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Sweetmeats Press and others.
K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, To Rome with Lust, and The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.
K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition, Interviewing Wade are all available.
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Imaginary Lovers
I suspect every young girl and probably most boys too have had imaginary lovers. Okay, if I’m being honest, as a writer of romance and erotica, I have them all the time. J Those imaginary lovers are the lovers we long for when there isn’t anyone else, when we’re on our own and yearn to be the center of attention of the best, most amazing, hottest man ever, or when our fantasies turn dark and dangerous and we need a little bit of scary-hot help. And let’s face it they certainly have their place in our self-love life, don’t they? They are our images of perfection, something that doesn’t exist in the real world. Though In The Flesh has a complicated origin, a part of its roots and, certainly a part of what drives the story is an imaginary lover. But this imaginary lover is not the book boyfriend of your dreams. He’s not the one all your friends will be jealous of. Don’t get me wrong though, this imaginary lover is strong, powerful, outrageously sexy and he’s completely focused on you. What more could a girl ask for, right?
But what if this insatiable glorious lover, who blows your mind with sex beyond your wildest dreams, isn’t imaginary at all? Oh, I’m not talking Cinderella and Prince Charming or Christian Grey and Anna Steele. Oh no! This lover is way beyond Charming or Grey. In reality, this lover is the most terrifying being you’ve ever met. And what if, in spite of even that, you still can’t resist him?
When I first started writing the story of the Chapel House Guardian, it really was just a short story, an idea about the perfect imaginary lover gone horribly wrong. But after three different incarnations, shared in two different writing groups, I realized there was way more to this Guardian and to those he seduced than what could be contained in one short story. In fact, I soon discovered it would take something more than a human to thwart the seduction of the Guardian. 94k words and In The Flesh later, I discovered that even then, Susan and Michael, and the Guardian’ strange story wasn’t finished. I’m now writing the sequel, Blind- Sided . Both books are a part of something even bigger still, the Medusa’s Consortium Series. You’ll be hearing more about that later. In the meantime, enjoy the excerpt and don’t forget to comment for a chance to win the giveaway.
Giveaway: To promote the release of In The Flesh, I’m giving away a $30/£20 Amazon gift voucher. Help me celebrate and comment for a chance to win. J
In The Flesh Blurb:
When Susan Innes comes to visit her friend, Annie Rivers, in Chapel House, the deconsecrated church that Annie is renovating into a home, she discovers her outgoing friend changed, reclusive, secretive, and completely enthralled by a mysterious lover, whose presence is always felt, but never seen, a lover whom she claims is god. As her holiday turns into a nightmare, Susan must come to grips with the fact that her friend’s lover is neither imaginary nor is he human, and even worse, he’s turned his wandering eye on Susan, and he won’t be denied his prize. If Susan is to fight an inhuman stalker intent on having her as his own, she’ll need a little inhuman help.
EXCERPT - Researching God’s Love Life
By the time I finished my breakfast and was ready to go, Annie was already fast asleep, curled in her nest at the foot of the altar. Outside, the smell of burning rubbish stung my eyes and the back of my throat.I had little enthusiasm for the handbag sale, nor for lingering at the make-up counter. Instead I found myself in a coffee shop, laptop open researching God’s love life, which turned out to be a long history of seducing humans.
Zeus visited Danae in a shower of gold. He seduced Leda in the form of a swan. Eros came to Psyche in the dead of night forbidding her to look upon his face. Hades dragged Persephone down to the Underworld. The Virgin Mary was impregnated by the god of the Bible. In the New Testament, Christ is the bridegroom, and the church his bride. And the list went on and on. Perhaps even the indwelling of the Holy Spirit was just another way for divinity to experience flesh.
I had always loved mythology, and I’d read all these stories before. I’d just never put them together to get the whole picture. And though I was seeing an aspect of divinity that I found rather disturbing, I couldn’t help feeling there was still a piece of the puzzle missing.
I suppose I should have felt relieved. Annie wasn’t as unusual as I’d thought. God was the ultimate stalker, and he didn’t seem to be very faithful to his lovers. Just Annie’s type. I tried not to think about the implications of my experience in the bath last night. After all, it was just mythology, and I’d had a lot of wine. And there’s never any accounting for my vivid imagination. After all, I was a writer. I made my living as a teller of tales.
“What are you reading?”
I jumped at the sound of Annie’s voice and quickly minimized the page. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“I’m feeling better.”
“How did you know where to find me?”
She leaned down and whispered next to my ear. “My lover’s God, remember? You can’t hide from him.” I barely had time to register shock before she reached down and restored the page.
“Trying to learn a little bit more about him, are we?” She smiled at the monitor and nodded knowingly. “None of this does him justice. He’s the Hound of Heaven. He’s always pursuing those he loves, and there’s no escaping. Once he’s set his eyes on you, he’ll do whatever it takes to make you his own.”
I suddenly felt cold.
Buy In the Flesh Here:
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Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.
KD has erotica published with Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Sweetmeats Press and others.
K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, To Rome with Lust, and The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.
K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition, Interviewing Wade are all available.
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September 25, 2016
Masturbation Monday
Oh la la, it's another Masturbation Monday, the perfect way to start the week.
This week's sultry image has inspired me to share a little snippet from Menage a Music, which is the 3rd book in my Rock Starz short story series (fine as a standalone read).
I stuck a hand into the blasting water, checked the temperature, then shimmied through the glass partition. I gasped. The water was hot and fierce, peppering hard bullets onto my sensitive breasts. I pushed my fingers through my hair, scraping it back over my forehead as water soaked through it. A bottle of jasmine shower gel caught my eye and I reached for it, flooded my palm and set about soaping my breasts, my stomach and my hips. I held my face to the streaming water and breathed in the summer sweetness that laced my tongue like sherbet. The hot pounding and the slippery gel washed away the busy day and I let go of every thought except here and now.And what a here and now!I opened my eyes and came face-to-face with two big, naked rock stars looking decidedly single-minded about what they wanted from me. I fought a tremor of nerves. Could I do this?Of course I could.I placed my sudsy hands in the center of their sternums. Each had a sprinkle of darkly coiled chest hair, though Tim’s was thicker and spread out to his nipples and swirled around his piercing. Dean was a fraction taller than his brother, his chest not as broad but every taut muscle was defined, his pecs square and his small, chocolate- brown nipples erect.“Glad you could join me,” I quipped as the water streamed down, flattening their hair and beading their skin with crystal droplets.Neither of them spoke. They just looked at me hungrily. Tim tugged his bottom lip with his teeth as Dean pulled at the inside of his cheek.Swallowing, I slid my hands lower, spreading slippery shower gel over hard, wet flesh and bricked abs.Dean let out a low growl and stepped toward me. I backed up. The cool wall of the shower pressed against my shoulders. “Wait,” I said, pressing his chest, and blinking water from my eyes. “My turn to touch.”A muscle flexed in his wet cheek.I continued my downward slide until I reached two tangles of coarse pubic hair. My gaze followed my hands to their cocks. Hugely erect, they jutted toward me through the swirling steam and cascading water. I practically salivated. They looked delicious. Long and fat, Dean’s slightly longer, Tim’s slightly thicker, both a rich burgundy color on the heads and both shafts lined with twisting purple veins.I grasped each one. Wrapped my fingers around the thick stalks and gave a firm squeeze. My palms absorbed identical fast pulses, racing at the same pace as the song still thumping out.Tim shot out his hand and pressed against the tiles behind my head. He locked his elbow and leaned toward me. “Ah, fuck, your little hand is so bloody sweet on my dick.” He pressed his lips to my cheek and the jagged sounds of his breaths traveled into my ear.I treated him to a series of slippery push-pulls up and down his shaft. He uttered a deep, guttural groan that rumbled up from his chest. The noise vibrated around the cubicle like an underground echo and mixed with a bass guitar solo. I repeated the action on Dean and was rewarded with the same rumbling groan his brother had produced.“Ah, yes,” Dean murmured, spreading kisses over my other cheek. “So sweet, so good.”Reaching for the shower gel once more, I re-filled my palms. My lubed hands grasped their cocks firmer and tighter. I set up equal rhythms, my thumbs sliding over their slits and around the ridges of their glans.“Mmm, that’s nice, Sylvia, really nice,” Tim said in a tight voice, reaching out to cup my breasts.I looked down through the shower of water at my small hands full of thick cock. My fingers were creamy pale compared to their deeply colored shafts and jet-black pubic hair.“You like that?” Dean asked in a strained voice. “You like seeing us both at your mercy?”“Yes,” I said, upping the pace and using the tips of my fingers to apply pressure to their balls. “I like seeing how much you want me.”They each let out a moan and I sensed their muscles tensing.“Oh, honey, we want you all right.” Tim switched his attentions to my other breast, twisting and tweaking my hard nipple. “But not in here, not like this.” He glanced at his brother. “Come on, let’s get to the main event.”He stepped away, forcing me to release his cock. I went to grasp both hands on Dean’s but he, too stepped out of the shower. I had no choice but to follow if I wanted my men. And I did. I really wanted my men.“Here,” Dean said, throwing a huge fluffy towel around my shoulders. “Let me dry every inch of your delectable little body.” He began to rub and wipe my shoulders and breasts. Scooped the towel into the small of my back then down my legs.Tim gave my dripping hair a brief rub with a smaller towel before vigorously dragging it over his bulging biceps and wide quads. “Let’s get comfy,” he said, giving his hair a brief one-handed scrape with the towel before tossing it to the floor.“This way,” Dean said, urging me to the chaise.I stepped over, glancing up at Venus as I went. Her long, elegant naked body was beautiful, softly rounded and pale, the expression on her face serene and content as she languished above the ocean surrounded by adoring cherubs.“Sit,” Dean ordered, pressing me down at the backrest end of the chaise. Soft cushioned material met my butt as he bent to dry my feet.Tim stood to my right, just behind the backrest, which was chin level for me now. I looked up at him—his eyes were glazed with desire, his chest rising and falling fast. He reached over the backrest and cupped my cheek. “You wanna return the favor?” he asked, stepping close, so close his erect cock jutted just inches from my mouth.I licked my lips, wanting to sample his taste and feel his wide shaft slide over my palate more than anything. “Yes,” I said, twisting my body and gripping the backrest with both hands. I pulled forward as he tangled his hands in my hair, held my head firm and pressed the end of his cock to my lips.Swiping my tongue over the heated flesh, I drew in a tiny drip of pre-cum from the slit. I repeated the action, my tongue probing deeper and my lips pressing a hot, wet kiss to the voluptuous head.He moaned as his fingers pressed into my scalp, just behind my ears. “Sylvia, ah, yes, just perfect,” he muttered. “Your pretty mouth is so sweet and seeing it act so damn dirty is beautiful.”
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