Lily Harlem's Blog, page 14
July 20, 2023
July 2, 2023
Smashwords Sale #amreadingromane #romane #hotromance #smashwords
I’m excited to announce that many of my books will be available as part of a promotion on Smashwords for the month of July as part of their Annual Summer/Winter Sale! This is a chance to get my book, along with books from many other great authors, at a discount so you can get right to reading.
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June 30, 2023
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My husband has a secret. Desires he’s kept locked away in a deep, dark place.
Determined to pry details of this forbidden longing, I had no idea how much this new side of him would turn me on. So when I met the object of his lust I couldn’t let it rest.
Edward Mooreland was a force to be reckoned with, a man who fought for his country and what he wanted. But did he want me and my husband? Would I ever experience his passion let loose or would I remain on the sidelines, watching, waiting, hoping?
One thing I knew, I wasn’t the type of girl to give in without a fight. I wanted to be part of the action too. More than part of it, I wanted to be in the goddamn middle of it with bells, whistles and fireworks when it all exploded. Yes… I wanted it all.
June 27, 2023
My New Stepbrothers are Kinky as F**K! #stepbrotherromance #tabooromance #spankingromance #BDSM #KU
Can you imagine living your life, admittedly wildly and with no real plan, then you get three hot stepbrothers who decide you need taking under their wing, over their laps and into their bed?
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Not one, not two, but three sexy new stepbrothers. Hell yeah, life is about to get real interesting! This is exactly what's happened to Clarice Miller. Her mother's fourth husband has three sons, all unique in their own way, and also handsome, dominant, and, so it seems, madly attracted to their new stepsister. And she can't deny she's all aflutter whenever they're around; her pulse rockets and her skin heats. Which one to choose? But should she choose any? They're her new brothers, right, isn't that kinky as f**k? The matter is quickly taken out of her hands when she displeases city boy, Parker, and he tips her over his knee for a spanking and then gives her what she's been searching for. Hugh, a hunk of a fireman, doesn't have a problem with his brother's firm hand and soon shows her his wild side. But can she handle the eldest brother on top of Parker's and Hugh's passion-infused demands? He's a too-hot-to-handle killing machine who turns up fresh from a war zone all brooding and mysterious and with very particular needs. Only time will tell if Clarice can keep her cool when life reaches boiling point. If she'll be able to bend to her brothers' will, and if her body is up to the challenge of taking everything they have to offer—at the same time.
STEPBROTHERS - a forbidden reverse harem romance
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June 26, 2023
STOCKHOLM SURRENDER #darkromance #kidnapromance #eroticromance #amreadingromance
If you're in need of some kinky kidnap and stalking romance I've got you covered. Check out STOCKHOLM SURRENDER and find out how easy it is to fall for a twisted, passionate individual who keeps you tied up and with every basic need satisfied!ABOUT
My soul was in turmoil. Ty Winters had not only kidnapped me in Oz, my heart-stoppingly 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.
June 25, 2023
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June 23, 2023
Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #Scottishromance #Outlander #amreading
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week a blast from the past and a few swift spanks in the Highlands!
CLAIMED BY THE CLAN CHIEF
Here Isla has been caught putting Trevor McTavish's handkerchief back in his room after stealing it to perform a love spell with it!
“I suggest you start talking. I have a wedding to attend.” He frowned.“I’m sorry, I can’t...”“Can’t talk? We both ken that’s not the case.” He glanced at the window where a large oak desk sat, then returned his attention to her. “Please. I should go.”“Not until I find out why you stole from me.”“I didn’t steal from you. I promise. I was putting it back.”“But why did you take it in the first place?”His eyes flashed; she wondered if she saw excitement in them, anticipation too.What does he have planned for me?“I really can’t tell you, sir.”For if I do I could face a terrible fate if he so chooses.“You’re being a brat, and disobedient and awkward on purpose. Do you think that’s befitting of a servant of the laird?”“No.” She shook her head and looked down at her feet.“Go over there.” He nodded at the table and released her wrist. “And face the window.” A tremble caught in her belly. Her feet felt rooted to the floor.“Now!”“Yes, sir.” She hurried to the table, her belly tight and her pulse thudding in her ears. The material of her dress scratched against her smarting ass cheeks.She stared out of the window, but didn’t see anything in the courtyard. Instead she studied his reflection as he put on his kilt and sporran. He then added his shirt, tunic, and plaid before sitting and lacing up his boots.The anticipation was almost as agonizing as the two slaps he’d delivered.When he was fully dressed he came to stand at her side.She dared to look at him and despite her nervousness she admired his handsome face and the way his clothes hung on his tall, strong body.“This,” he said, setting the handkerchief on the table before her, “has just earned you twenty strikes. It should be more, but I have only a wee bit of time right now.” “Strikes?”“Don’t play dumb with me, lass. Bend over.” He nodded at the table.She tightened her buttocks and her pussy contracted. Setting her hands on the cool wooden surface, she bent forward.“Here.” He held a thick wooden peg in front of her face. “Bite on this. I don’t wish for you to cry out; if you do, later, when I have more time, I will deliver another twenty strikes.”She opened her dry mouth and he set the hard peg between her teeth. She bit down on it, her teeth seeming to sink into the wood.“And keep still,” he said, moving to her side and once again pulling up her skirts.They settled over her back as her buttocks were exposed. A quiver went through her pussy and over her skin.This is going to be so much worse than the last two strikes.She closed her eyes and locked her knees together. Part of her wished she’d never taken the handkerchief but she’d had no choice, she’d needed something of his for the spell.Shall I run, get away?The thought was so brief it was barely there. She couldn’t avoid her punishment. McTavish was determined about it and even more than that, she’d earned it.“Legs apart,” he said, his voice firm. He touched her ankles with his boot.She did as instructed and instantly a flame of heat raged over her right buttock. He’d spanked her with gusto, his palm seeming to burn against her skin.A shocked cry caught in her throat and rattled around the peg.“This is your one and only reminder to keep quiet.”She clenched her fists and curled her toes. Her pussy was damp and every muscle tense. Another slap struck her ass, the opposite buttock this time.She danced onto her toes and shifted her hips from left to right.“Keep still, Isla. It’s clear you need to be taken in hand by a strong man, this is bad behaviour.”The word sorry was on her lips but couldn’t come out.The spanking continued. She had no idea how many slaps rained down, they all blurred into one.She did her best to remain motionless but it was hard as the pain grew.Tears formed in her eyes and over-spilled. The shame of taking a spanking from the laird’s important guest was almost too much to bear. What would her employer say if he found out about this?“You’re halfway there,” McTavish said, smoothing his palms over her fire-hot ass cheeks. “And I hope you’re learning that not only must you not steal, you mustn’t refuse to tell me something I wish to ken.”She couldn’t answer, and instead stared at the letters TT on the handkerchief laid out in front of her.He resumed the punishment with swift, hard spanks alternating between her buttocks. The tears fell, she whimpered and created deep impressions of her teeth on the peg. “In the future,” he said.Slap.“You will...”Slap.“Obey me when I ask something of you.”Slap.A sob caught in her throat. She knew they had a future—she’d cast the spell. And now she knew McTavish was a man she’d naught be able to trick. He was too canny. Which was of course one of the very things that had attracted her to him.Finally the spanking came to an end.He flicked her dress over her ass and the hem swished against her ankles.“You may stand.”She did as he’d asked though struggled to find even a scrap of dignity. She was breathing fast, her butt hurt so much, and tears were slipping down her cheeks.“Why are you crying?” He removed the peg and tossed it onto the table.“Because... because I disappointed you, sir.”“Aye, you did. And one day, Isla Dunoon, you will tell me why you took that handkerchief.”She didn’t reply.He set his hands on her shoulders. “I need you on your knees, eyes closed.”“I beg your pardon, sir.”“Shall I spank you again? I ken full well you heard that instruction.”“Yes, sir. I mean no, sir.” Quickly she folded to her knees.Damn and blast, my ass hurts so bad.She hovered above her heels so her poor abused butt didn’t touch anything. She closed her eyes.“And don’t open them,” he said. “There will be consequences.” Trapped in a dark world, Isla could only hear.A rustle of clothing.The friction of flesh on flesh.Rapid breathing.“Oh, God...” he moaned.What is he doing?“Keep still, just there, open your mouth... tongue out.”The sounds increased. He was almost panting, moaning too. And the noise just in front of her; rapid movements that shifted the air slightly.She longed to open her eyes, to see what he was doing.Is he working his cock?She guessed he was, but she didn’t dare look, much as she wanted to. Her ass couldn’t take any more.
