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MASTERED BY THE VIKING KING - Read a free sample #vikingromance #spankingromance #romance #kindleunlimited

 

Mistletoe Menage - A Sample #MMM #gayromance #festiveromance #newrelease

 

MISTLETOE MENAGE, super sexy threesome MMM, out TODAY #gayromance @pridepublishing

 I'm so excited, today is the day, my festive MMM, MISTLETOE MENAGE hits the shelves, whoot, enjoy! [image error]

The winter days might be frosty, but a new guy in town is sure to heat up Father Nicholas and Dr. Zach!
Reverend Nicholas Simmons has traveled a bumpy road before landing in the small town of Mindle with his doctor husband. So, when a new, very sexy, very enticing young man shows interest in them both, he’s reluctant to rock the boat.
Zach, however, can’t keep the flashes of desire from his eyes. He’d never cheat, of course not, but visions of hot threesomes dance in his mind. Will Nicholas ever agree? If so, what would it be like? How hard would they all come?
Brandon isn’t looking forward to his first Christmas in Mindle. He’s alone. Exhausted. Friendless. That is, until he meets the Reverend and Zach. From that first moment he’s equal parts fascinated and turned on by them. Sure, they’re older than he is, but that just heightens his lust and increases his need to get hot, sweaty and naked with them.
Will their romance have a backdrop of tinsel and holly? Can three strong, passionate men truly connect with absolute honesty? And on Christmas night, will they each get the ultimate present—one another—under the tree?

Saturday Spankings - TAMING HER #BDSMromance #spankingromance #copromance #kindleunlimited #freesample

 He's a police officer now and she's under arrest, but he's not bringing her back to the station.

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week I have a FREE sample for you, but first, here's a snippet from TAMING HER. Meet Griffin Dix, a dirty, kinky cop who makes up his own rules to get what he wants.

“I need to pee.” She nodded at the hallway. “Can you take these off so I can go? Wasn’t there a door back there in the hallway? To a downstairs loo?”“Yeah, very perceptive of you. But no, the cuffs stay.”Again she pouted.He stepped up to her and clasped her chin in his big hand. “Don’t give me that look, you’ve lost all of my trust this evening and it’s going to take some time to earn back.”The urge to stamp her foot was strong, but she resisted.“And yes, through there.” He released her. “I’ll make coffee.”She turned, hugely annoyed that she hadn’t managed to persuade him to remove her cuffs. Once in the hallway she peeked over her shoulder. Griff was standing beside a fancy coffee machine, his attention firmly on it.Stealthily she reached the front door, lifted the knob of the bolt, and carefully slid it free. Gripping the key, she held her breath and turned it.Click.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” A big hand slammed against the door and frame, gluing it in place.Her heart skipped a beat as she stared at the fan of hairs going over his wrist to his forearm. “It’s the middle of the goddamn night,” he said, his breath hot by her ear. “Pitch black out there.”“Yes, and you’re holding me prisoner.”“For your own good.” He jammed the bolt in place and re-turned the key. With his arm wrapped around her waist, a band of steel, he hauled her into the kitchen again.She trotted a few fast paces, knowing she couldn’t fight him off. “I’m going to put in an official complaint about you,” she snapped. “This is no way to treat... oh!”He’d hauled her arms upward, elongating her torso and making her stand onto tiptoes.When she yanked her arms they were trapped, stuck. Looking upward she saw why. He’d hooked the cuffs over a brass chain suspended from one of the ceiling beams.“Used to have a plant hanging on it,” he said, tipping his head, the right side of his mouth twitching as though amused by her surprised expression. “Plant died, now it has you on it.”“Get me off it.” She tried to go higher, to lift the link over the hook, but she was already at full stretch. It was no good.“Who’d have thought,” he said, “it’s the perfect height for you, Ava.”Now she really did feel trapped and vulnerable. Her breasts rose and fell beneath her purple dress and her legs ached, they were so stretched.“And just where would you have gone?” he asked. “If you’d got out of the front door.” “Away from here, you madman.” She glared at him.“Madman.” He nodded and undid the next button on his shirt. “Odd that I’m the madman considering you’re the party girl still relying on Daddy’s money.” “How dare you?”“So what do you do to earn a living?” He paused. “Or don’t I want to know?”“I’m not a damn whore.” Truth was her father dumped a few thousand into her account each month. She’d long come to accept it was his guilty conscience money, and he could afford it, so where was the harm?He reached the last button on his shirt and dragged it off, the material sliding over his balled shoulders.Ava swallowed, forgetting her predicament for a moment. She was never short of handsome men to while away a few hours with, but Griff was in a different league. Powerful and tanned with thick dark body hair and a perfectly flat abdomen. He was what male models should look like. A perfect specimen.He set his uniform shirt beside his stab vest then took off his socks. Barefoot, he walked to the island and pulled open a large drawer.For a moment he studied the contents, then selected an implement.As he withdrew it, Ava saw it was a flat black plastic spatula, the sort for flipping eggs. She swallowed. There was something edgy about the way he was walking toward her holding it.“The trouble is, Ava,” he said, sliding his hand into the dip of her waist, then letting his touch drop to her hemline. “You never had any discipline growing up.”

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BADASS BIKER - Cover Reveal

 I'm totally thrilled to show off the cover for book #1 in my heart-stoppingly wild new series DIRTY BIKERS.


BADASS BIKER will be hitting the shelves very soon and I'm just finishing up book #2 COCKY BIKER, and then onto book #3. I'm loving it and so will you!
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Saturday Spankings - OBEYING HER VIKINGS #vikingromance #spankingromance #historicalromance #audible

New reverse harem AUDIOBOOK - super kinky Vikings who are happy to share!  Read brilliantly by Tabitha Rayne who brings every character to life. 

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After Viking warrior Wade Gudlaug's hunting expedition is delayed so long that his bride-to-be presumes him dead, he returns home to find that another man has begun courting her. The first instinct of both men is to fight to the death over the woman they love, but when she begs to be spared the pain of losing one of them it is decided instead that she will be their shared bride.
Though Iona soon finds herself with her cheeks blushing and her well-spanked bottom burning, when her new husbands claim her together she is left sore, spent, and satisfied. But when a third man seeks to marry her as well, will she be able to handle the appetites of so many Vikings?


SNIPPET FROM OBEYING HER VIKINGS
She blew out a breath, trembled, then dipped her shoulders beneath the chill. After blowing out another breath, she submerged completely.The cold filled her ears, clasped her scalp, and tweaked her nipples to hard points. She treasured it, this moment; it was cleansing, rejuvenating, almost like being reborn.When she stood, she kept her eyes closed, turned and smoothed her hair over her head. The sun was a welcome stroke of warmth, one she went months without in the winter.“Ah, thanks be to Freya,” she said, breathing deep and enjoying the tickle of the breeze on her wet skin.“Well, there is a welcome sight for any Viking warrior with blood running in his veins.”She flicked her eyes open. “Wade!”He stood not ten feet away from her. Not a vision, as she’d seen him when he’d first left and she’d dreamed of him every night, but real flesh and blood. Tall and handsome, with thick dark hair and black eyes that flashed with intelligence. His shoulders were broad and wide and the sun hit the side of his face, making the swirling tattoo that meandered from his scalp, over his ear, his temple and to his jawline appear all the darker.“What are you doing here? I thought…” She frowned as anger mixed with relief that he was alive. “It’s been many months.”“And for that I am sorry, my hunting didn’t go to plan.”“I’d agree with that.” She paused, her heart doing a strange flip, the way it used to when Wade came calling to the farm—the way it did now when Tal visited.“I sent word with a wanderer.” He grinned, his gaze slipping lazily down her naked body then slowly back up again. “Gave him three good coins too. He assured me you’d received my message.”“What message?”His grin faltered. “He assured me he’d seen you, told you I wasn’t coming back as soon as planned.”“I never saw any wanderer. He lied to you. And took your coins.” She slammed her hands on her hips. The air licked over her naked body, tightening her nipples. A remembered sensation of Wade touching them, stroking them, licking them rushed into her mind.He’s really here? He’s back. It’s what I asked the gods to give me, for so long I asked them until I gave up.“I will find him and he will be sorry, this idiot wanderer.” Wade huffed then another grin spread on his face. “But as you can see I got lucky, and I’ve come back to feast with my woman.” He gestured to a huge pile of rabbits, a deer, and several big game birds lying by the rock, but he didn’t take his attention from her. “And now I’m thinking I’ll feast on you, my redheaded maiden.”She scowled. “Is that right?”“Aye.”“After all this time you really think you can just walk back onto my farm and…”“And take you. Aye, I do. You are mine.” He tossed aside the silky brown pelt strewn over his broad shoulders, then shucked out of his tunic to reveal his wide, hair-matted chest. “Come here…”Iona didn’t move. She loved Tal. He was her man now. She’d thought Wade had gone forever, that he’d been killed or maimed or taken a wife in some other valley or kingdom.“Come here now.” His voice was growling.“No, I can’t, it’s not like it was, I—“Now.”“Or else?” Her mind was spinning.“You’ll be over my knee.”She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. Myriad new images flashed through her mind. This was the first time she’d ever been threatened with a spanking. The thought of Wade tipping her over his knee, Arne style, wasn’t completely abhorrent and it spread a tingle of anticipation and longing over her ass cheeks and down her legs. The sensation settled in her knees, weakening them. Maybe it was because she was angry and relieved, shocked and surprised and the emotions had combined into one big confusing broth.“I’m warning you, little one.” Wade released the buttons on his trousers then pushed them down his legs. His erection sprang free, the tip glossy and the shaft dark and thick. “Do not deny Wade Gudlaug the Fourth.” He jabbed his thumb on his chest. “When I have returned to take you.”The tremble attacking her found its way to her pussy, then her nipples. Her breaths were coming in short excited pants.Wade kicked away his boots and stood on the shingle, naked and irresistible.I have to resist.“But Wade, you don’t understand, now I—”“Are you going to make me come and get you?” he roared.She pressed her fingers to her lips, holding back a gasp as his loud voice echoed around the rocks.“You asked for it.” His eyebrows lowered and he stomped to the waterline, his feet sinking in the stones. He then splashed through the water toward her, apparently unaware of the cold.“Wade, no!” She turned away.She didn’t see it but he must have moved faster than the wind, because the next thing she knew his arms were around her waist and his body pressing up against her back. “Wench.” He held her tighter, his cock jutting into the hollow of her spine. “Trying to escape, are you?”“Leave me alone, you big brute.” She didn’t really want him to let go. She’d longed for him to return and hold her.But what about Tal…?His mouth was against her ear. “You’ll never escape me, Iona. We’ll be together in this life and in Valhalla.”Suddenly air was pushed from her lungs and the breeze hit her ass. A stinging slap landed over both buttocks. A real hard whack that sent a shockwave of heat over her skin.“Ow!” she shrieked, scrabbling to clutch onto Wade’s torso. She kicked her legs, her heels banging upward.“Stop that.”Another resounding spank, this one she was sure would leave a handprint. Again she cried out and squirmed. “Let me go.”“Keep still.” He made his way back to the shoreline, storming through the water.“Wade!”“I told you not to make me come and get you from the water.”

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Alone. Exhausted. Hunted...Found by Warriors.
Alice Bennett's situation couldn't be worse, but that's not going to stop her fighting. She has a plan - a plan to escape the cruel man leading her wagon train and survive alone in the mountain wilderness.
She has skills, a few supplies, and a loyal horse. But life is about more than just staying alive, and when a mysterious and handsome local with a proud, passionate glint in his eyes and an affinity with the forest shows up she is as captivated as she is terrified.
And then she meets his warrior friends!
Tensions soar. Desires flare. Jealousy rears. Can Alice handle the fierce determination of the men promising to protect her? Will her spirit ever truly belong with the people who've welcomed her into their lives? And will the love of three Chochmi warriors be her true salvation?