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Thursday's Treat

His Dark Promisehttp://www.bookstrand.com/his-dark-promise 
BLURB: Holly Shepherd is gearing up to leave New York for a yearlong transfer to the London office. So the last thing she needs is to indulge in her dark desires for her coworker Travis Kane.That won't stop Travis. He is a persistent man, one who never gives up on what he wants, and what he desires most of all is her. One night he whispers his dark promise to her, that he will make her his in every conceivable way by the end of the night.  Taking a gamble, Holly loses her tightly held inhibitions. Just once she wants to know what it would be like to spend one night in his arms and in his bed. What Holly didn't expect, however, was that one night of unadulterated bliss to turn into many nights. Now days from leaving the country, Holly must make a choice. If she chooses incorrectly, however, she risks not only breaking her heart but his as well. EXCERPT: Holly Shepherd moved toward some free space in the center of the dance floor. Closing her eyes, she absorbed the rhythm of the music inside of her. Her hips swayed to and fro with the beat of the song. She could feel the eyes of all her male coworkers gravitate toward her, as she slid her hands seductively up and down her body.Hearing a few wolf whistles and cat calls moments later, she opened her eyes and instantly her gaze found Travis Kane. He stood at the edge of the dance floor dressed in one of those devastatingly handsome designer suits of his, that made him look every inch the sex god he professed to be. Her mouth watered at the sheer sight of him. Just staring at him now, Holly knew why Travis Kane seemed to occupy her sinful thoughts during the day, and tantalized her dreams at night. He was purely male, with his dark good looks and sinful eyes and that sexy smile that curved at his lips just like it did now as he stared back at her knowingly. Holly knew she should just stay away from him so her heart couldn’t get tangled up with his. If she kept her distance from him then she also wouldn’t have to acknowledge the way her body always reacted to him whenever he was nearby. If the gossip she had overheard from all the other women in the office was to be believed about Travis Kane and his sexual prowess then it would be smart for her to avoid him at all cost. All she had to do was keep on doing what she has always had done with him and knock back all his advances and offers of a date so she didn’t become just another name he wrote down in that little black book of his.  Holly didn’t want to be just another conquest Travis gloated about to his mates. She wanted to mean more to him than just simply a one-night stand. After all, they both had to work with each other on a daily basis. They both had a reputation to uphold as corporate high flyers. So if they mixed business with pleasure and it all came undone, then how was she meant to face him at work while nursing a broken heart? However, that would all change when she left New York, bound for London to join the office there for a twelve-month stint, while Travis remained here in the States. She had the next twelve days to be with him before her flight departed.So now would be the perfect opportunity to take a chance on him and to lose all her inhibitions. For the next couple of weeks she could give in to her lustful desires for him and revel in the passion he could stir within her. For once in her life she could take a chance on a man who could arouse more passion in her than any erotic novel she had ever read or any other man she had ever been with before. Plus, she was tired of having to resist his advances and his irresistible charm all the time. What she wanted was to be free to do the bed-sheet tango with him, and experience the pleasure of being in his arms and in his bed. It was something Holly had been dreaming about ever since the day their paths collided a mere six months ago. Plus it was becoming more and more difficult to turn him down every time he asked her out. The word “no” was becoming increasingly harder and harder to say to him. Holly knew that it was only a matter of time before Travis conquered her resolve. But was she really prepared to be conquered by the sex god himself and risk losing her heart to him at the same time? On that question alone Holly wasn’t so sure she could, not when the chances were high that he would end up breaking her heart when their union had to end. She always knew there would be a time in her life where her heart would want something it couldn’t have, and sometimes in life she had to go after what she wanted. So knowing this should she take the leap of faith and go after Travis Kane and give it everything she had? All the while knowing that at the end of their brief time together if she turned out to be not enough for him, she would have to walk away.  Holly was all too aware that if Travis was to make a move on her tonight she may not have the strength in her to resist him. And resist him she must, well at least try to, anyway. Her gaze lingered on him as he moved through the crowded dance floor to get to her. She could almost see the primal lust shining in the depths of his dark-amber eyes and all thoughts of not taking a chance on him evaporated. This was her chance and possibly her only one to be with him before she left. She couldn’t deny herself of this chance of being with him all because she was too afraid of getting hurt. Life was about taking risks and tonight she would take one and just see where it would take her. As he closed in on her, Holly decided to make him earn his prize of what was hopefully many nights of unadulterated bliss with her. Turning her back to him, she began gyrating her body up against the nearest hot-blooded male she could find, her boss. Oh hell, she was so going to regret that decision when Monday morning came around.  ADULT EXCERPT Holly watched as Travis rubbed his thumb and finger across his chin as he considered their options. He stopped and asked her if she was hungry right now.“For food no, for you then, yes.” “Well I’ll be damned, my woman wants me.”“Of course she wants you, especially after you taunted her all day with those damn messages. What else would you expect?”“Oh for you to run off and pleasure yourself so I could then turn you over my knee and spank you.” He shrugged his shoulders as if what he said to her was an everyday occurrence between them. What the hell, he wanted to spank her ass. Yes, she allowed him to take her there, but spanking it, so not happening.“On second thought I am hungry for food.” Grabbing his hand, Holly began tugging him out of the kitchen toward the front door only for him to pull up short.“Nope, change of plan, darlin’. We’re staying in tonight and getting naked, right now.”“But...”“Yes there will be a butt, yours to be precise. Come on, darlin’, the bedroom is this way.”Holly stared after Travis dumbstruck as he now pulled her back down the hallway to her bedroom. Once again he surprised her by turning the tables on her. Standing near her bed, she allowed Travis to undress her until she stood in just her sexy little panties and nothing else. She cringed inwardly when he shook his head at her and pointed a finger at her covered mound.“Why are you wearing panties? I thought we had an agreement, darlin’, that you would go commando until you left for London?”God help her, but she couldn’t hold back the sassy reply from falling from her lips even if she wanted to, which she didn’t. He may have started this little battle, but she would end it pleasurably she hoped. “You may have had an agreement, stud, but I certainly didn’t.”“Well, well, well, that sassiness, darlin’, is going to cost that fine ass of yours tonight.”Holly watched him stalk toward her and held her breath when he reached out and gripped the offending bit of satin and lace between his fingertips and tugged it until it fell away. Cool air may have brushed passed her damp pussy lips, but Holly was too far gone to notice anything other than Travis himself. “Now that you’re nice and bare for me, sweet darlin’, I’m taking that ass right now.”After following his orders to bend over and present her ass to him, Holly found herself in a highly vulnerable position and couldn’t help her body’s respond to it. She was beyond excited, to the point that if he touched that sensitive spot on her body she would most likely explode right on the spot. Feeling his warm, calloused hand wander slowly over the cheeks of her ass in a teasing motion had her holding her breath and forcing her need to orgasm back down. “Good girl. I’m not going to spank this fine ass of yours right now, Holly, but I am going to fuck it. So I want you on the bed with your shoulders pressing into the mattress and knees spread wide. You will show me what I will be taking tonight.”Holly jumped to her feet and hurriedly crawled onto the bed and got into the position he wanted her in, while Travis gathered the lube and condoms from the bathroom. When he reentered the room she had her hands gripping each ass cheek and spread them wide for him to see her puckered hole. The first dribble of lube on her heated flesh had her jolting forward. He gripped her hips with one hand to keep her still and continued to work the lube into her while at the same time stretching her anus for his entry. Minutes later she felt the bite of his hard cock entering her. Holly gasped as he pushed into her further, making her accept his entry. She couldn’t breathe. The pleasure and the pain was too much, yet not enough. Hearing him tell her to breathe and push back on him had her settling back down. Just knowing Travis was there with her made all the difference. Holly knew that if it was any other man with her right now other than Travis then there was no way she could allow him to take her like this. Travis, though, made her feel safe and cherished, feelings she never wanted to lose. Once he was all the way inside her tight back entrance he set up a devastating pace and before too long she found herself begging him to allow her to come.“No, not yet, darlin’, hold it and let it build up more.”More, he wanted her to wait until it built up more. Was he crazy? If she allowed that then she would combust into white hot flames of forbidden desire. Her body was already starting to shake violently as she fought against the need to come. “Travis, please let me come. I can’t hold it back. It’s too strong. Let me come now, please!” Thank You for Stopping by:  KR Haynes  http://krhaynesauthor.weebly.com/  http://www.bookstrand.com/k-r-haynes    

Wednesday's Series

The Men of Treasure Cove    HISTORY OF TREASURE COVE  To ensure the safety and livelihood of the Town of Treasure Cove its first residents, back in the early 1800's, the town created a charter to ensure that the land, water and mineral rights stayed within the original members of the town. It simply stated...  "Upon marriage, the land, water and mineral rights are to be transferred over to the first wife. When the first wife produced a child, male or female, the land, water and mineral rights were then transferred over to the first-born, therefore ensuring that the land, water and mineral rights stayed within the residents of Treasure Cove. If the first-born is a female, she shall marry a resident of the town of Treasure Cove, not affiliated with her lineage. If a male is born first, he and any brothers shall find a suitable wife within the town or one shall be assigned to them from a reputable source."  For generations, the charter was hushed behind closed doors, until Matthew and Andrew Jenkins were assigned wife, who up and married someone else. It wasn't until they chose Isabella Romanov, the daughter of a new family that recently moved to Treasure Cove, to marry that they were informed of the stipulations of the town charter. After Isabella married another man in haste, the brothers parted ways, until they found out that Isabella bore them a daughter, Emma. Upon returning to ensure his daughter’s birthright and safety, Matthew Jenkins requested a copy of the original charter (Book One). Since then, the town has been desperately trying to unravel the mystery behind the charter and find out whole controls the money. To read more about the Men of Treasure Cove go to: http://www.bookstrand.com/rebecca-joyce  Thanks for stopping by Rebecca Joyce    

Tuesday's Titled Author

The Light in Her Eyes4 STARS: "The plot is solid. The characters are well-developed. The sex is hot, hot, hot and not for the faint of heart. This is a book to read and re-read." -- Stephanie Rollins, Book Reviews R Ushttp://www.bookstrand.com/the-light-in-her-eyes
BLURB:  Officer Jon Randall might be the bad boy of the Kingston Bomb Squad team, but in the bedroom he's a Dominant force to be reckoned with. One night while serving his latest suspension on patrol, he runs into his former high school sweetheart, Chloe Watson.  There's just one hitch. Chloe doesn't remember him. With her sassy attitude still having the power to rev up his Dominant side, Randall is more determined than ever to not only make Chloe remember their time together, but also see her submit to his Dominance once again. When Chloe's life is threatened by an unknown source, Randall will do whatever it takes to keep her alive. If that means she needs a good spanking now and then to ensure that happens…well, so be it.But how can he protect her life when his day job puts his own life in jeopardy every single day? EXCERPT: She couldn’t believe he had the nerve to laugh at her fiery words. She glared at him in silence when recognition finally dawned on her on who was standing there laughing at her. Jon Randall. Chloe swore her cheeks must have turned the brightest shade of red ever. Damn the man and his impeccable timing. He pointed to the empty seat across from hers and said to her, “What a pleasant surprise to see you here tonight, Chloe. May I join you?”“If you must,” she muttered, lowering her eyes from his. Hearing him chuckle at her as he slid into the seat across from her had Chloe cursing him under her breath.His voice stroked over her overwrought nerves as he asked her, “So what brings you here to this fine establishment of ours tonight?” Shrugging her shoulders, her fingers entwined around the stem of her wine glass. “Just had a need to get out of the house is all. What’s your reason?”Randall just raised an eyebrow at her question while answering her. “Mine? Well I just finished my shift at the station and didn’t feel like heading home to a big ole empty house.” She snorted at his answer while her eyes did a quick perusal of his gorgeous body. She had to admit he was looking mighty fine tonight. He took a good long swig of his beer while keeping his eyes on hers. Chloe knew the moment Randall picked up on her despondent demeanour when he frowned at her. He placed his beer back down and stared across the table at her in silence. Chloe broke their eye connection and darted her gaze back over to the lovers dancing on the dance floor nearby them. Before she could react, Randall slid out of the booth and pulled her to her feet and tugged her onto the dance floor with him. Of course he found the darkest and most intimate spot for them to dance in. He drew her up close to his taut frame. The scent of his cologne made her resistance to him weak at best. There was no possible way to resist him. He surrounded her completely with his presence. Before she could think about all the reasons why she shouldn’t, Chloe found herself melting against his body. She needed this. She needed his strength, as hers was failing her big time tonight. Had he sensed it? Is that the reason why he wanted to dance with her, so he could offer up his strength and his comfort to her? If it was she appreciated his unspoken gesture. Chloe knew she was not herself tonight. Her birthdays always did this to her, always made her feel like she was celebrating a loss rather than celebrating her birth. It had been this way ever since she lost those missing six months of her memory back when she was sixteen years old.She was beginning to wonder if she would ever find happiness in her birth again. Neither she nor Randall said a word as they swayed their bodies together to their own rhythm of music. Gradually she wrapped her arms low around his waist and laid her head against his chest. He held her, just held her and moved them both to the rhythm of the music. Eventually, Randall rested his chin on top of her head while weaving a hand into the hair at her nape and held her closer to him. Closing her eyes briefly, Chloe took a moment to absorb his strength and the scent of him into her soul. If she had to describe this one moment to someone, she would tell them it was like being in heaven. That was what it felt like to her, being in his embrace as he guided her around the dance floor. It felt so right being in his arms and dancing with him. Nothing else mattered to her. Nothing else existed outside his strong embrace. She felt safe here in his arms, and it was something she hadn’t felt in a long time. He made her feel protected and she needed his protection, especially with a sick bastard constantly leaving threatening messages to kill her. The brush of his erection against the softness of her belly caused a soft moan to fall from her lips. And for the first time tonight, Chloe smiled. She actually smiled.  ADULT EXCERPT He knew what she was doing. He knew as soon as he spanked her already tender ass that her pussy would be begging to be touched. So her rubbing her thighs together, oh so innocently, was not going to go unnoticed by him. When Randall had left the lounge room, he had told his old friend to stay put, and not to come looking for him if he didn’t return in five minutes. So here he was standing in the kitchen with his sassy little lover who was begging to be touched by him. He wasn’t about to deny her or himself the pleasure of a release. “Stop what you’re doing right now, little girl.” Randall waited for Chloe to respond to his command. When she didn’t, he crowded in on her, forcing her back toward the kitchen bench. “I said stop, Chloe, and I mean now.”Staring at her, Randall counted quietly to ten. When she stopped he raised his voice a little higher but not loud enough for Mick to hear in the next room. “Spread your legs, little girl, and do it now.”Slowly Chloe spread her stance for him. She peeked up at him through lowered lashes. Randall could see the heat in her eyes. Oh yeah, she wanted him right here, right now. There was no doubt in his mind that pussy of hers would be aching and soaking wet for him. Just the way he liked it to be. Crossing his arm over his chest, he stared at her and waited to hear his sub beg him to touch her. Randall knew he wouldn’t have to wait long before the words fell from her pouty, soft lips. Words he wanted to hear. “Please, Jon, please touch me, Sir. Please, I need you,” she pleaded to him.Hearing her beg him to touch her was so damn sweet and sexy, Randall couldn’t refuse her. Reaching forward, he clamped his hands on the front of her sweatpants and dragged them down her legs to the floor. The fact that she wore no underwear underneath her sweatpants ramped up his own arousal. Chloe stepped out of them without a command needed from him. Running his fingertips up the outside of her bare legs to her waist, her breathing increased under his light touch. Slipping his hands between her thighs he ran his fingertips in a light caress up and down her inner thighs. His fingers stayed clear of her weeping pussy, much to Chloe’s utter disappointment if her whimpering was anything to go by. “Tell me, precious, do you deserve to come after making such a sassy comment to me in front of company?”“I–I’m sorry, Sir. I never meant to...oh god...embarrass you.” Her voice wavered slightly from his teasing fingers hovering near her dripping cunt. Pinching her nipple hard with his forefinger and thumb through the shirt she had on, he growled at her. “That wasn’t answering my question, little girl.” Releasing her tight little bud from his unyielding grip, Randall travelled his fingertips back down her inner thighs as he repeated his question to her. “Do you deserve to come, Chloe?” “No, Sir, I don’t deserve to come, not after embarrassing you so poorly.”“Good answer, little girl.” Sliding a hand back up her thigh, Randall slipped a fingertip through the damp folds of her pussy. Gripping her hip with the other hand, he tugged her closer to him and leaned in. “Since you apologized so sweetly, little girl, I will reward you with permission to come on my fingers. After you’ve come, you’re going to get on your knees and suck my cock until I feed you my cum. Nod your head so I know you understand me.” Chloe eagerly nodded her head at him. Her whole body shook against his as it demanded for a release. Spreading the damp folds of her pussy lips open with one hand, Randall slid two fingers from his other hand deep inside her tight, wet core. “Fuck, you’re so damn wet for me, Chloe.” He kissed her lips hard and plunged his tongue into her hot, moist cavern of a mouth. She moaned against him. When she lifted her fingers to lace them into his hair, he grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and held them down on the bench behind her. Pulling back slightly from his dominating kiss, he nibbled lightly on her bottom lip. “You’re so fucking ready for me, precious,” he murmured hungrily to her. Her moist, hot core was begging to be filled by him. He needed his achingly hard cock in her hot little cunt, not his goddamn fingers. Shit, his woman was making him crazy with lust. “Unzip me, little girl. Do it now,” Randall demanded to her.Chloe reached for the zipper of his jeans with shaky fingers. After she unzipped his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, Randall reached for her. Lifting her up onto the bench, he tilted her hips up and spread her thighs wide. He gripped the base of his cock and lined up the tip to her weeping entrance. Clasping his lips over hers to silence any moans from escaping, he drove his cock deep into her tight little cunt. Thank You for Stopping by:  KR. Haynes http://krhaynesauthor.weebly.com/ http://www.bookstrand.com/k-r-haynes        

Monday's Morning Read

The Beginning of Eternityhttp://www.bookstrand.com/the-beginning-of-eternity

BLURB: The most exciting event of Chloe Kent’s life had been opening a coffee shop with her best friend Amy. Amy, who has wild and colorful sexual encounters regularly, finds it her duty to change her obsolete love life.  One girls' night out turns Chloe’s ordinary life upside down. When she runs into the man of her dreams, her libido goes into overdrive. She has finally found someone that is a hot, mouthwatering, pantie-twisting party of orgasms wrapped up in a sexy hunk of a man who just happens to be a vampire. Just when things start to heat up, someone wants to sacrifice her. Freakin’ figures. Gabriel Jacobs has been waiting centuries for his one and only mate. He must work to capture her heart, while protecting her from an ancient evil vampire with a self-made Frankenstein army. With his growing need to claim and protect her, their destiny is on the line. Can this be their beginning of eternity? EXCERPT: He was mesmeric. The paintings did not capture his full beauty. Unable to speak, her mouth went dry, and her hands started to tremble. And then she heard him. He was speaking to her. Snapping out of her thoughts, she shook her head, barely mumbling the words, “Excuse me? I’m terribly sorry, what was that?” A smile stretched across his face, softening his masculine features. “Hello, madam. I was simply stating that such beauty should not be sitting alone. You are stunning.” Stretching his hand out, he made introductions. “My name is Gabriel Jacobs. You are…?” “Oh, um, thank you. I am Chloe Kent. Nice to meet you.” Meeting his hand, she was surprised when he pulled it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand slowly, sending every cell in her body into explosions of stimulation. Her eyes never left his lips, drinking in the sweet lushness. Chloe examined his features, soaking in every detail as if her life depended on it. Dragging her gaze up to meet his eyes, she was embarrassed when she realized he had been watching her and found amusement swimming in the pools of his dark eyes. Trying to hide her blush, she hurriedly gulped half of her drink, trying not to choke as the burn trailed down her throat. “I’m sorry, I know this seems cliché, but you look familiar. Have we met before?” With enough heat in his eyes to make Superman’s heat vision look like a childish prank, he pulled his mouth into a devilish grin and leaned in to speak only for her to hear. “I would hope that you would classify us as more than strangers, pet. After the time we have shared, I do believe that at least puts us in the ‘acquaintance’ category. However, we will be much, much more than that very soon, I promise you.” Her eyes bugged out of her head, her mouth dropping slowly as the recognition sunk in. Pet. He called me pet. Before she had time to react, Amy walked up on the arm of a handsome man with golden hair and a boyish smile. Surprise lurked on her features as she looked between Gabriel and Chloe, sending subtle questioning looks to Chloe. She could see that Amy was astounded at how amazingly perfect he was and how he made her blonde arm candy look like M&M’s next to exquisite French chocolate. The amusement of the situation and the emotions pouring from the trio made a slight almost guffaw escape from Gabriel. Gaining their attention with the sound, he turned and started introductions. Within a few minutes of small talk, and the knowledge that the blond Ken doll on her friend’s arm was Blake Marshall, which suited his surfboard style, the room was enveloped with “We Made You” by Eminem. Amy, screeching like a schoolgirl, turned to Chloe, announcing, “That’s what I went to do, well, before I had the privilege of running into Blake. I figured we needed something to pump up the night! Let’s go show these boys what we can do on a dance floor!” With two loud “whoot! whoots!” they got up from their seats.She grabbed her friend’s hand, and they made their way through the entwined bodies on the dance floor. Gabe and Blake followed, taking care not to lose the women in the ocean of movement. Glancing around, a blush came to Chloe’s face as she realized that most everyone was doing everything but having intercourse while they swayed and ground against each other to the beat of the music. A couple was locked together in a hot embrace, their tongues exploring each other intimately, only to come back up to lock in a passionate kiss that would make a porn star blush. Her body temperature bolted up a couple notches as she tried not to stare, but she couldn’t stop her gaze from straying around the room in amazement. As the song changed into a pulsing, erotic melody, she and Amy started swaying to the sexy sounds pumping out of the speakers that surrounded the area. After a short moment, she relaxed and got into the beat, turning and moving her body like a belly dancer. Her arms above her head, she snaked them around in a hypnotic rhythm, designedly being a seductress and letting her inhibitions run free. Amy mimicked her moves, and both took the attention of most onlookers, bringing a crowd of people around to join them, moving their bodies against the girls and letting their hands explore.  * * * * He noticed how Chloe seemed a bit awestruck at first and watched as her body language showed her relaxing. His gaze was affixed to her every movement, watching with a deep need roaring inside of him, ready to combust at any moment. His passion turned to anger, and his primal instinct emerged the moment he witnessed the other dancers move closer to his woman. When hands started groping her, he had to swallow an attack as his fangs descended and the dark animal within came to surface. His eyes glowing a deep red, he fought the urges to grab her and carry her off to his lair where he could erase the touches with his own and brand her forever. Through clenched teeth and protruding fangs, he closed his eyes and started sending images to her, with more intensity than probably necessary. He let his voice drift to her, clouding her senses. “My little temptress, enjoy your little bewitching dance. You will only bring more punishment to that sweet ass of yours later. Make no mistake, I have claimed you as mine and mine alone. Soon you will bear my mark, and no others will dare touch you. I will show you pleasure that you have not discovered even in the books you bury yourself in. I love you, kitten, and will make sure to fulfill every dream and desire that is in that pretty little head. You will yearn for nothing, and everything will be yours.” ADULT EXCERPT: The fire that was building up inside of Chloe was now a blaze of desire. Nothing more than a kiss, and yet, the slightest touch would bring her to orgasm. She could feel the pleasure rippling through every vein, drawing to the center of her womb. Gabriel broke the kiss long enough to work his way down her neck to the top of her cleavage. He drew his tongue across the top of her perky breasts, tracing circles up and down. He ran his tongue over the two puncture scars from their mating. She was marked, bearing his thumbprint of sorts, for the world to know that she belonged to him. Before she knew it, he had unlatched the bodice of her gown and was sucking her nipples into hard, throbbing peaks. He took her mouth again, with nothing gentle or sweet. He was a wild animal, about to feast upon her body. Chloe’s head lulled back, her eyelids heavy with arousal. She needed to taste his sweet flesh. She opened her eyes, drawing her sights in on his throat.Her mouth watered, anticipating the erotic flavor. She started licking and sucking her way around his throat, trailing kisses along his strong jawline before continuing her meal of his skin. The sweetness coated her taste buds, fueling her hunger to unimaginable heights. Deep inside her a storm was brewing so strong it was almost scaring her. She could feel his hard, thick cock smashing into her stomach, pulsing and wanting. Her teeth scraped against his neck. He thrust his dick against her fiercely as he sucked in a harsh breath between his teeth. She gazed up and saw that his eyes were glowing a feral, deep red, illuminating the dark night. His fangs were descended, and she knew his control was slipping.Without any further warning, her teeth punctured the skin on his throat. The decadent syrup glazed her mouth as it trickled down her throat. She pulled on his vein frantically, lost in ecstasy. Time stood still to them, the earth no longer rotating around the sun. She felt like she was soaring through the sky. The cool night air caressed her skin. When she withdrew from her sinful assault, her eyes sought his.Gabe’s face held the expression of a wild lion about to pounce on its prey. “Chloe, love, I am going to fuck you right here. I need to feel your hot, wet cunt wrapped around my shaft, milking me.” She momentarily looked around to see if their exhibitionism would remain uninterrupted. A gasp escaped her as she noticed that they were floating in the night sky. The lights of the garden were barely visible below. “Oh, Gabriel! Yes! Please, I need you now. Please fuck me. I need…I need you to fill me!” Before she finished her last sentence, he had her skirts raised and had torn the tiny lace-trimmed fabric that had covered her mound. He brought them to his face, inhaling deep. “Mmm. Your arousal is the sweetest scent I have ever experienced.” He tucked them into his pocket, letting her know that he wanted to keep them. His hand trailed down to her thighs, lightly tickling and teasing. Gabriel thrust two fingers deep into her without warning, drawing a loud moan out of her swollen lips. He let his thumb tease her clit while he continued pumping them in and out of her soaking wetness. He covered her lips with his, drinking her moans and grunts. It grew violent, their mouths connecting in dire need. He took that simple moment and curled his fingers, massaging that wonderful spot inside of her pussy. She screamed as her body arched backward, her muscles in an orgasmic seizure as roll after roll shook her. Before she could float down from her orgasm, he shoved his throbbing cock deep into her cunt with one thrust. Her tightness enveloped him, drawing his balls up. The tight, slick heat that welcomed him drew a growl from him as he tried to not blow his seed in her on the first stroke. Her orgasm subsided, leaving small spasms that pulsed around his cock. Gabriel drew out of her core, slamming back in deep to pound her cervix. She cried out, her breaths deep and erratic. As he quickened his strokes in and out of her body, he moved his mouth down to her breasts, scraping his fangs against the tight nubs. She met his thrusts, slamming down on his cock as they soared in the sky. When Gabe sunk his fangs in her artery, she came. Screams of pleasure escaped her as her pussy began to strangle his throbbing cock. He frantically powered into her, the animalistic need overtaking him.Thank You for stopping by.   Shae Shannonpurchase link!!!!!  http://www.bookstrand.com/the-beginning-of-eternity http://about.me/shaeshannon3 blog_ http://afterdarkwriters.wordpress.com/ http://www.shaeshannon3.wix.com/romanceauthor
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Sunday's Snuggle Read

Just Her Luckhttp://www.bookstrand.com/just-her-luck
BLURB: Riley O'Connor has been on the run from her past, but when her luck turns south she ends up in a small town just outside of the Canadian border. She is not used to allowing others to take care of her, however, Riley must face her demons and rely on two strangers. Will she try and run again, or stay and fight for the life she has created for herself with the men she has fallen for? Cooper and Cash Jackson live a perfect small-town life, but when a small broken woman enters their world with her past following right behind her, the men stick together to try and save her. When an attack on Riley happens, they discover someone within the town is actually behind the attacks. Cooper and Cash are faced with the question of who they can trust to keep her safe. EXCERPT:Cooper Jackson was making the drive back from the city where he needed to pick up some supplies not found in town. Lucky, Montana was a small community and everybody looked out for one another. He would never trade it for the world. Running a ranch gave him a purpose and a scene of belonging to the town. Once he was over the mountain and heading down the long stretch of road on the other side, Cooper knew he was almost home. Listening to a country station, he drove as he was in a trance, not paying any attention was he went on his way. As he passed the Lucky 32 miles sign, he happened to notice dust and smoke coming up from the side of the road. Someone must have run off the road. He decided to stop as he had his truck and could help pull them out if they needed. Getting out of the truck, Cooper walked over to see if he could help. As he got closer, he noticed a small blue car was smashed up against the side of the ditch and the airbag was inflated. Man, that car was totaled, and the smell of gas was everywhere. Hoping no one was hurt, he called out. When no one answered, he carefully went over to look at the driver. What he saw caught him off guard. A small auburn-haired woman was slumped over against the side window with blood running down her forehead. Cooper reached into his pocket for his phone and then called 911. He was informing the dispatcher of his location and about the woman in the car when he smelled smoke. He looked over at the car, and smoke was starting to billow out of the engine. She must have done some serious damage. With the smell of gas lingered in the air, Cooper knew he had to get the woman out of the car and quickly as it could go up in flames at any point. He tried to get the door open, but it was jammed. He ran around the other side and was able to crawl across the passenger side and pull the women out that way. Man was she tiny and light. She looked like she hadn’t eaten anything in weeks. Trying to be as careful as he could, he picked her up and ran up to the road to wait for rescue crews. He did a quick scan of her body to see the extent of all her injuries. He could see she had a nasty laceration on her head and bruising on her chest from her seat belt. Thank god she wore that. He looked down and noticed her wrist was swollen. She probably broke or sprained her wrist trying to take control of the car. Everything else looked okay. Cooper held her in his arms, pushing the hair out of her face, and noticed how pale she looked. She must have lost a lot of blood. He took off his shirt and placed it on the cut on her head, hoping to stop the bleeding. When he covered the cut, she let out a painful moan. Her eyes started to flutter open, and she looked at him. She must have been startled as she tried to get out of his arms. “Whoa there, darlin’, you need to stay still,” he said as he ran his hands over her hair, trying to comfort her. He knew she had to stay still to make sure no more damage was done. She had been lucky she was not killed, but she needed to be checked out.Riley didn’t know what was going on. The last thing she remembered was driving down a long stretch, playing with the radio, then a deer. “Oh my god, I crashed,” she said as the memories started coming back. Trying to gather her thoughts, she looked up and saw she was being held, and she didn’t know this person holding her. All she knew was she had to get away. She tried to get up but his arms held her down. He was gently rubbing his hands down her hair. Riley felt dizzy and leaned back on his lap. Trying not to throw up on him as the world was spinning around her, she took slow, deep breaths. Trying to think of something to say, she opened her mouth and was cut short by the sounds of an approaching emergency vehicle. The paramedics rushed over and started asking her questions about the date, where she was, and her name. The paramedics loaded her up onto a stretcher, and the only thing she saw was a concerned look on her rescuer’s face as the doors shut. ADULT EXCERPT:Lunch went by quick, and soon she found herself back at work. Cooper had not returned from his call out to one of the ranches, and the sheriff was nowhere to be found. Riley sat down and started filing the reports that were left on the desk. The door rang, and Riley looked up to a very pissed-off Cash. “Where the hell were you? I tried calling you on the cell and here. Cooper is out on a damn call and the damn sheriff is gone. There is no one here with you. I agreed you could take this job as long as someone was here to watch you, and you ran off without a damn care in the world. Now where the fuck did you go?” Cash was screaming hostilely as he approached Riley, who was now backed against the wall of the office. “I can do whatever the hell I want, Cash Jackson! But for your information, I went to lunch with Sam. It was nothing big, but I went there and came right back. So don’t go getting your panties all in a twist. No one is going to get me in here.” “Kitten, you’re skating on thin ice. I have had just about enough and should put you over my knee and watch that tight ass turn bright pink and hot under my hand for not listening to me and Cooper. Then maybe you would think twice before putting yourself in any danger again.” Cash knew he was hanging on by a thread. His heart had stopped when he had not been able to get a hold of her, and he knew Coop was out on a call.“You wouldn’t dare spank me. You talk a big talk, Cash, but you have used this line on me before and you haven’t once followed through. So go blow it out your ass.” Riley knew she shouldn’t be baiting him, but she had had enough of him telling her what she could and couldn’t do. As soon as the thought popped into her head, Cash was on her and dragging her into the sheriff’s office and locking the door. “Oh, kitten, now you have done it.” Then the next thing Riley knew, she was being turned around, facing the desk, as Cash worked on the button of her jeans. Cash was well aware that Riley was pushing her luck, but he was more than happy to play. He did warn her, and his palm twitched with anticipation of heating her ass up good. The stunt she pulled with her leaving and just now had earned her ten good spankings. “Riley, I need you to know that I would do anything to keep you safe. This is a reminder that every time you don’t listen, I will spank your ass. Now bend over and don’t move, and you are not allowed to come until I tell you.” And with that, Riley bent over the desk and held still. She knew he was worried and then threw it back in his face.The excitement of being spanked had some sort of appeal to her, as she read about it in books but never experienced it. She was not one for pain, but she knew neither Cooper nor Cash would actually hurt her. The first smack came at her with a surprise. It hurt, but not as badly as she feared. Cash rubbed the area after each hit, but by the third smack she was feeling the pain morph into pleasure as it radiated down into her now-aching sex. She never knew that this pain could be so damn erotic and hot. By the tenth smack, Riley was moaning after each one. Cash felt the zipper of his denim jeans creating an imprint on his cock. He leaned over and whispered into Riley’s ear, “You did great, kitten, but now I am going to fuck you, and you can come now.” He let his words penetrated Riley’s mind, while he lowered his zipper, and then he was inside her. Cash started a slow, rhythmic movement, grinding his hips when he was seated fully inside her. He could feel Riley quicken with pleasure as her walls started to grip him tight. Cash was aware that Riley was getting close as her breathing patterns increased and she panted with need, need for him. He started a punishing pounding rhythm as their bodies collided. It was the last of his control. He never thought Riley would let him spank her, as she seemed so timid and shy, but she accepted it without any hesitations. The fact that she submitted to him made his cock strain with need. The sensations started to build at the base of his spine, and his balls drew up.   Thanks for stopping by:Beverly Price

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Tara Rose Claiming Their Racy Subhttp://www.bookstrand.com/claiming-their-racy-sub 
BLURB: When submissive Alexa Monahan moves to Racy, Indiana, from Manhattan, she knows the abusive Dom she left behind might find her, but she can’t help falling in love with Doms Chase Taylor and Luke Rodriguez. Luke Rodriguez was always the man whom women wanted as a friend, but never as a lover. He’s met his soul mate in Alexa, but can he help her overcome the abuse she suffered so she can love him in the way he craves? Chase Taylor’s wife left him years ago and now he’s afraid to give his heart away, until he meets Alexa. She’s everything he’s ever wanted. But what is she hiding in her past, and can he protect her from it? The three soon find themselves battling not only Alexa’s demons from her abuse as a teen, but a very real threat in the form of her ex-Dom who has somehow found her… EXCERPT:Chase Taylor was a hunk with an attitude, but she was drawn to him. He wasn’t cocky or haughty though. That wasn’t the reason he fascinated her. She loved his confidence, and the way he’d walk into a room and simply take charge of it by his mere presence.She’d made sure he wasn’t a sadistic asshole like Brad by grilling Noah for almost two hours one evening. She knew Chase frequented Maddox McCree’s very private and exclusive dungeon, and that he was the zoning commissioner in Racy. He was also the reason why Kari had been able to renovate the old house into both living quarters upstairs and a sex shop on the first floor.But that wasn’t why he and Alexa had started dancing around each other. Alexa had been in the bar one night and Chase walked in. He hadn’t stopped staring at her, and finally Luke had introduced them. After Luke closed down his bar that night, the three had gone to Nan’s Place, the favorite local greasy spoon, and spent hours just talking. Alexa had been so comfortable with both men it surprised her.“How is business at the shop?” asked Chase.“It’s great. Kari and I are so busy it’s crazy. Three months ago we weren’t even sure we’d be open for Valentine’s Day.”“That’s what she said.” He gave her a pointed stare. “Soon you’ll be able to put on some of those clothes you two plan to sell and come to Maddox’s club with me.”Chase had been trying to get her to go to Maddox’s club with him ever since, but she’d given him one lame excuse after another. Alexa wasn’t quite ready to walk into a club again. Not yet, at least.“You’re a million miles away tonight, Alexa.” A lock of Chase’s brown hair fell over his forehead. Alexa reached up without thinking and brushed it out of his eyes. The softness that came over them sent a flood of desire coursing through her body.Whereas Luke reminded Alexa of a bear, Chase was more like a lion or a cheetah, perhaps. A bear was cuddly and soft but able to rip your head off if he was defending his territory. But a cheetah was purely predatory. Chase had an aura about him that screamed, “I’m in control but I won’t hurt you.” Noah, who she’d trust with her life, had assured Alexa that Chase would cut off an arm before he’d hurt a woman. She wanted so badly to take a chance and trust him.Chase waved a hand in front of her face. “Earth to Alexa.”“Sorry, Chase. I guess I’m just tired.”Chase’s smile was quick and sexy. “You should be. You’re working too hard. You need a day off.” He leaned close, and the smell of Aramis filled her head. “Why don’t you come on a drive with me tomorrow? The shop will be closed, right? Have you seen the wind turbines? We could drive up I-65. What do you say?”She stared into his eyes, overcome with conflicting emotions. A drive on a frosty Sunday afternoon would be fun, and she was curious about the wind turbines. Almost everyone in this town was associated with them in one way or another.It wasn’t that she didn’t want to get back into the lifestyle. It was that she wasn’t prepared to face her past and all that Brad had put her through, and being a sub again meant she’d have to do both. She and Julie had talked about that aspect of her life extensively.The idea of submitting to a man again made her wary, even while she craved it. Most days she believed she was completely fucked up. But she’d come to realize there was a fine line between being a Dom and being abusive, and Brad had crossed it. Alexa simply hadn’t known how to back away, or not to get involved in the first place.But having grown up with a mother who was an escort and let her clients stay overnight in her home with a teenage daughter in the next bedroom while she drank herself into a coma nearly every night so that the clients did what they wanted, when they wanted to the daughter, had left Alexa with a skewed sense of right and wrong.“Alexa, all I’m asking for is to take a drive with me. We’ll stop somewhere afterwards and get dinner. No expectations, and no strings attached. I swear it.”She sensed movement next to her and glanced up to find Luke standing close. Chase’s smile didn’t leave his face as he shook Luke’s hand.“How are you, Luke? Great crowd tonight.”“Yeah.”Chase cleared his throat, and resignation filled his eyes. He cut his gaze to Alexa for a second then glanced up at Luke. “I was just telling Alexa we should take a drive to see the wind turbines. She never has. And then we could stop and get something to eat. Want to come along? Can you leave your bar for an afternoon?”Luke blinked a couple of times. To say he looked surprised was an understatement, but he recovered quickly. “Sure I can. My sister Peppi will keep an eye on it for me. Okay. I’ll come along.”“Great.” Chase nodded toward Alexa. “What do you say now? Yes?”Alexa didn’t want to hide in the past anymore. She wanted her chance at happiness as well. Now that Kari spent all her free time with Noah and Adison, she was lonely. They’d had such a great time at Nan’s that night, why should tomorrow be any different? Then again, this wasn’t a walk down Market Street in Racy. It was a drive some miles away, and an entire day together with the two of them.But Alexa wanted this. Julie had said she was ready, and she felt ready. It was only a day. She didn’t have to tell them about Brad or her past, and she didn’t have to do anything except enjoy their company. They wanted to be with her, and she wanted to be with them. She was hungry for them both, and it was time to stop being afraid and enjoy her life.“Okay. Let’s do that. It sounds perfect.” ADULT EXCERPT:She imagined kissing each man. Both had great mouths, and she already knew they both knew how to use them. She’d had more than one hot and heavy kiss-and-feel session with each man. Alexa conjured up those memories now, letting her imagination do the rest of the work. It wasn’t a stretch to imagine how they’d look, hard and muscled, with dicks ready to fill her holes and make her scream with pleasure.Luke began to massage her shoulders, and Alexa sighed as she imagined his strong hands moving lower to knead her breasts. Chase’s hand moved gently up and down one thigh, and Alexa had to bite back a moan as she pictured it cupping her wet pussy. When she covered it with her own and moved it higher, she heard his sharp intake of breath.Luke inched one hand lower, and Alexa took that one with her free hand and moved it to her left breast. “Jesus,” whispered Luke.“Shit. We’re still twenty minutes away from Racy.” Chase’s voice was raspy.Alexa smiled. “Deal with it, Chase.”She didn’t quite move his hand up to her pussy, but she did spread her legs a bit and let him think she was going to. Luke kept his hand on her breast in a way that made her feel as if he owned her, and it was so sexy that Alexa was squirming in her seat by the time Chase finally pulled into the garage of his condo.As soon as she was inside, Chase cupped her face in both hands. “Alexa”—his voice was soft and tender—“we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You know that, right?”“That’s right,” said Luke, his gaze fixed on her breasts. “If all you want to do is watch TV, that’s what we’ll do.”She sighed. “You two are pretty damn special, you know that?”“We know it,” said Luke, grinning.Chase actually rolled his eyes. Then he kissed Alexa and she forgot all about Brad, New York, and the beer that was still rolling around in her stomach. His kiss was rough and deep, but Alexa wanted that right now. She clung to him and kissed him back, parting her lips to let his tongue inside.Luke’s strong hands massaged her ass cheeks, and when he gave each one a soft smack, Alexa jumped. It wasn’t that she didn’t like to be spanked, but she hadn’t expected it coming from Luke. Before either man could comment on her reaction, she deepened her kiss with Chase. Desire ran through her body, hot and fast. When Chase finally released her mouth, Luke turned her around and kissed her neck, sending shock waves down Alexa’s spine and straight to her soaking wet pussy.Chase pulled off his shirt and tossed it on a chair as he walked toward the stairs. Luke and Alexa followed. Halfway up the staircase, Luke took off his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Alexa giggled at the sight of both shirts then pulled off her sweater. She laughed out loud at the look of raw desire on both their faces.“Well, fuck it all,” said Chase, taking off his shoes and socks.Alexa had taken a quick look around the condo before Chase had kissed her, and she’d had just enough time to be impressed with his taste in decorating, and to realize he was a neat freak compared to her and Luke. She’d been in Luke’s apartment only once, but that had been long enough to find out he was more like her in terms of housekeeping. Wherever something landed, that’s where it lived that day.“This is killing you, isn’t it?” she asked Chase as Luke removed his shoes, socks, and jeans, and threw them on top of his shirt.“Oh shut up.” His voice was full of humor, and his eyes danced with light.When both men stood naked in front of her, Alexa gasped at the sight of their muscled bodies and thick red dicks. Both were already slick with pre-cum. She actually became lightheaded staring at them, imagining them in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.“Your turn, beautiful.” Luke’s gaze was intent and full of raw lust. His voice was soft and teasing. Alexa sighed and unhooked her bra, letting it fall at her feet.“Fuck,” muttered Chase.“God in heaven,” whispered Luke.Alexa felt heat creep up her neck and face. Brad had never looked at her curvy body with reverence. She’d believed she would feel self-conscious of her less-than-perfect muscles, especially when compared to Luke and Chase’s bodies, but the admiration and desire in their eyes told her she had nothing to fear. They liked what they saw. She held their gazes, looking from one man to the other, as she slid down her jeans and stepped out of her boots. The panties she wore were soaked anyway, so she slipped them off and stood with her hands behind her back and her eyes downcast, like a good sub would.“Dulce María madre de Dios,” whispered Luke. She lifted her gaze to his groin and watched his cock twitch.“Alexa…” Chase cleared his throat. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”“Thank you. So are you. Both of you.” Before she lost her nerve, she dropped to her knees in front of Luke and took his dick in one hand. She moaned at the way it jumped and at the fullness of it. Chase moved down one step so she could reach his cock as well, and Alexa took him in the other hand. Visit Tara Rose and check out many more intriguing books by this Amazing Author!! http://www.tararoseromanceauthor.com/     
 

Friday's Erotic Threesome

Rearview Mirrorhttp://www.bookstrand.com/rearview-mirror  BLURB: Following a catastrophic diagnosis and the sudden death of her husband, Liz Gallagher becomes a widow at the age of thirty. Grieving and alone, she has to subdivide her property to avoid financial hardship. Ben Neilson and Noah Finley move in next door.  Ben, a successful lawyer, feels Liz’s pain, reaching out to her in attempts to bring her back to the land of the living. Noah, who spent the majority of his teen years in juvenile detention, can’t escape the crime of his youth and has been living the life of an introverted man.  When both men find themselves attracted to their new neighbor, Ben decides to take matters into his own hands, determined to see Liz and Noah heal their pain and stop looking into the rearview mirror of their past. EXCERPT: He’d felt queasy since he’d set foot on her property. It was that nervous bundle of knots that always formed with anything unknown, whether it was a person or a situation. Noah couldn’t turn away from a lady who was struggling. That usually prompted him to intervene. He had no dating skills, but offering his back for physical labor was no problem. Ben was at work, and since Noah only had part-time hours on the road department, he was planning on getting in a full day of renovations.He’d watched her from afar, her willowy frame trying to drag a fifty-pound bag of mulch across the yard. A widow at thirty, Jesus. Ben had told him that Liz’s husband had passed away, but to hear it from her made it a hard, cold reality. Did I think she was older? The word “widow” sounded old. The look that glazed over her tired eyes only added to his anxiety. Noah never knew what to say or how to handle people like himself, and he was pretty sure he and Liz were treading water in the same murky pond, trying not to drown in fear and misery. He didn’t even know how to cope with himself. The idea of him ever being able to offer any type of comfort to another was ridiculous. That would be like a shrink going to see another shrink.He paced up and down the length of the porch while he waited for her. The longer he waited, the more apprehensive he got. What would they talk about? I’ll just down the tea and scoot back into my own yard. He leaned on the railing, taking in the rural peacefulness. It really was beautiful here. He’d had to battle that peacefulness the first few weeks. It was too quiet for him to sleep. Noah usually needed some type of background noise. He’d grown up accustomed to the racket of a twenty-four-hour-a-day operation. It was a daily routine that consisted of changing shifts, buzzers sounding, and someone in authority ordering you to your next destination. They decided what you ate, what you wore, and when you could use the toilet.After meeting Ben, Noah often forgot that he no longer needed permission to do things. Noah gripped the railing. His eyes fell to his clenched fingers before moving to a nearby plant that sat in the corner where the railings met. He leaned into the plant. His eyes went wide at the sight of what looked to be a discarded marijuana cigarette. Tempted to confirm what he thought he was seeing, he reached for it, but quickly retreated when the back screen door opened and Liz emerged, carrying a pitcher of iced tea and two glasses.“Sit, please,” Liz said, waving him to the swing. Noah sat down, the swing swaying. Liz set the glass pitcher and two tumblers down on a small table. “Help yourself.” Liz walked to the far end of the porch and retrieved a chair. Relieved that she wasn’t going to sit next to him, Noah took one of the glasses and poured hers first, careful not to allow the lemon slices to fall into her glass.Liz sat down. Noah handed Liz her drink, surprised that his eyes took a hasty tour up and over her shapely legs. Her skin looked smooth, blushing with a peachy hue. Her voice rang out around them. His fingers gripped the glass.“Thanks again.” She smiled, tipping her glass back. Noah nodded, sticking his nose into his glass, running to safety again. Ben said he had a talent for that. Whatever others thought was normal was alien to him. Sitting on a porch gazing out at the countryside drinking iced tea with a woman was one of them. Noah gulped the chilled tea, his dry throat cooling. A sweetened fragrance seeped into his nose. Was it her, or nature’s new season?“It’s not a big deal, really,” Noah insisted. “Don’t hurt yourself.” Her expression changed, dropping a bit. “No, no,” Noah’s voice rose. His face twisted, wishing he could eat his words right out of the air. You idiot! “I didn’t mean it that way, really. Just remember that we’re here, me more so than Ben. You know his job can be demanding. What I’m trying to say is…” He shook his head in frustration. Liz spoke, coming to his aid. “I know.” She smiled. “I’ll ask next time,” she told him. “Please just be honest with me. If you’re busy, you’re busy.” She escaped his eyes quickly. Noah took a deep breath, relieved. He settled back into the cushions and extended his legs. His muscles were tightening up, a good excuse to leave before he got lazy. Instead of drinking his tea, Noah found himself drinking in Liz’s profile as she stared out into the treed horizon. Her hair had lovely waves of loose curls, full of movement that rested right on her shoulders. Her eyes were a pretty, sweet brown, but they were sad. They sort of dipped downward at the outer edges. The last part of her face Noah wanted to see was her lips. Regardless of his dysfunctional fears, his risk didn’t disappoint. Liz did have a gorgeous mouth, her lips pouty and full. Her soft voice moved through the tranquil quiet, her eyes still staring into the spacious backyard.“So what are you working on today?” she asked, facing him. She rested an elbow on her knee, bobbing the toe of her sneaker.“We’ve made it upstairs. I’m gutting out the bathroom today. I should get back.” Noah set his glass down on the table and stood. “If I can help you with anything else…” Noah raked his fingers through his hair. Liz rose from her chair.“I’ll be sure to ask,” she nodded. A tangle of hair fell over her arched brow. Her gaze hovered around him, settling on his eyes briefly. Her question caught him off guard, icing him over like a snowstorm.“Have you and Ben been friends long?” Liz shifted her weight, maybe uncomfortable with her inquiry.“I met Ben when I was eighteen,” Noah informed her.“Oh, wow,” Liz answered, her brows raised. The past was coming at him like an avalanche. One question always led to more. The guys on the road department never pushed, but women were different. They always wanted to know more.
ADULT EXCERPT: “Thank you for coming. Every time I see you I want more and more of you,” he murmured. His voice was low and throaty. Ben’s other hand rested on her waist. His hips gently rolled against hers. His body spoke, its message loud and enunciated. She could feel him. His cock was distended, lightly rubbing against her. Her head fell back, the bark sharp on her scalp. His face blended in with the shadows, his lips now on hers. A light kiss led to the breath of his words tickling her lips.“I’d like more, but I don’t want to push,” Ben whispered. When his tongue artfully traced her lower lip, Liz felt her body kick on, waking up like a dormant machine. The sensation began in her toes, moving up and over her body like a wild and crazy growth wrapping around her limbs. Their lips sealed. Their mouths naturally opened, inviting the other in to taste. His tongue brushed the insides of her mouth, slowly gliding over the surface of her tongue. The kiss was impeccable, sweeping her off her feet. Gravity waned, giving in to the power of his affectionate persuasion.The attention and graciousness with which Ben carried himself was as enticing as his kiss. Though Noah was a powerful deterrent, the way Ben served his affection to her was a delicacy no woman could turn away from. He was luring her out. Liz touched his teeth, venturing into his heat, tasting the fruity sweetness in his mouth. His palms slowly skimmed up her body, lifting the hem of her tank top. Her lungs caught. Her heart raced with the craving, the uncertainty. It had her in knots. Liz’s celibate body screamed. All reservation was gone, being wiped away by his touch. An anguished moan escaped from her throat. Ben slowly lifted the material, raising her arms into the air. Her tank top fell onto the dewy grass at their feet. Ben placed her hands on the thick branch above. Liz curled her fingers, gripping, hanging on. She hadn’t worn a bra. The cool air hit her flesh. She felt her nipples tingle in response. The chalky haze of the moon glazed over her nakedness. Ben’s hands slid over her torso, cupping her breasts.“Oh God,” Liz whispered. The huskiness of her voice surprised her. It’s been so long. His head dipped. Her eyes closed at the sensation of a wet, hot tongue as Ben licked the swell of her breast. Her nails dug at the bark. Her lungs fought for more air. She glanced down, watching his lips part. His mouth enveloped her, suckling gently on her nipple. Fire raged, searing her skin. Her belly tingled, waking with an erotic excitement. Her hips fidgeted. His mouth moved slowly, like thick syrup dripping. A rush of air hit her again as he lowered to his knees. His mouth moved over body, his teeth nipping at the button of her shorts. Liz’s eyes flew open, staring into a twinkling night sky. She did want this. The urge was there. Something that’d been dead was being rebirthed and brought back to life. Her pussy was wet, swollen with the desire to receive another man’s attention. He slid her shorts down to her ankles, lifting her feet with care. He skimmed the edges of her panties, teasing her through the thin silk before removing them.His actions were precise and unhurried. Ben was giving her the opportunity of a polite refusal. Her body ached for a release. She absorbed his tender touch. The ground beneath her feet vanished. He had her floating better than any drug she’d ever ingested. His soft fingers were on her, parting the delicate folds of pussy. His hot breaths warmed her skin. The gentleness of his tongue on her had her calling out.“Ben,” Liz gasped. Her spine crumbled into dust. Ben held her hips, his lips on her navel.“I’m right here.” The words of his affirmation were hoarse. “I want to give you pleasure. I don’t want you to feel any more pain, just decadent pleasure. Please let me,” he pleaded. “You’re so beautiful.” He rained her belly with kisses. His finger eased into her heat, sliding through her pussy with feathering touches. Liz’s head tipped back, her mouth opening in awe. He slipped his hands around her hips, cupping her ass. His mouth suckled her clit before his tongue tenderly lapped at her pussy with slow, soothing strokes.“Oh,” Liz whimpered. Her legs turned to liquid, the weight of her own body suddenly too much. A hand retreated back. Ben’s finger slid up inside her, uniting with her heat. She was cresting, riding an endless wave. His mouth and finger worked in unison, a rhythm that was custom made for her. Her body arched, bowing into the cool night air. Her arms began to numb. His finger left her, his tongue now swirling over her pussy.      JC Szotwww.jc-hotreads.comwww.bookstrand.com/jc-szot  http://www.amazon.com/JC-Szot/e/B008BTX0W2/ref=sr_tc_2_rm?qid=1347756874&sr=1-2-ent http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/Erotica-fiction-by-JC-Szot?keyword=Erotica+fiction+by+JC+Szot&store=book http://www.facebook.com/steamreadhttp://www.manicreaders.com/JCSzot/http://jcszot.blogspot.com/   

Thursday's Man Love Romance

Controlling the Burnhttp://www.bookstrand.com/controlling-the-burn
BLURB: Drew Ward knows how to keep his head in the game and, now that he’s accomplished his mission to become one of the elite Loveland Smoke Jumpers, he’s turning his attention to the man he’s wanted nearly half his life. Seasoned smoke jumper Wesley Payton might be twenty years older, but he’s one hotbed of perfection Drew aims to have, and he won’t stop his pursuit until Wesley belongs to him. Wesley has avoided being caught alone with Drew for six weeks, but he hasn’t managed to evade the fire burning inside him for the younger man. Drew is sinfully sexy, dangerously tempting, and Wesley knows if he lets the man get too close he’ll be toast. But Drew isn’t a man who backs off easily, and when Wesley suddenly finds himself in the man’s arms, he knows he’s parachuted into a wildfire he won’t be able to control. EXCERPT:“Mind if I come in?” The request spilled from Wesley’s lips before he could think to stop it and the next thought to slam into his brain was a very loud, very insistent game on.Drew’s surprise morphed to utter shock. He glanced down at himself, leveled his gaze with Wesley’s once more, and a devilish grin unfolded on his lips. “Given my current state of dress, or lack thereof, I’m hoping that question means I’m going to have to fight you off once I get you in here.”Wesley didn’t comment as Drew moved aside, waited for him to enter the room, then closed the door behind him. The sound of the lock engaging into place reverberated, the sexually charged atmosphere rapidly overtaking the room like a nuclear explosion.“Would you?” Wesley turned, found himself within arm’s reach of the man, and lifted a brow. “Fight me off, I mean?”Drew made a raspberry sound with his lips and barked a laugh. “Fuck, no.”Wesley smiled. “Yeah, I guess I’ve been doing enough fighting for the both of us.”Drew’s eyes narrowed. “But, unless my vibe-o-meter is on the fritz here, I’m getting the impression you’re done with that.”Wesley took a half step toward Drew, hooked an arm around his waist, and yanked the man against him. “Yeah, I’m done with that.” * * * * Wesley kissed him and Drew wound his arms around the man’s neck. Wesley kissed him and Drew lost himself in the man’s taste. Wesley kissed him and Drew felt his whole world shift on its axis.It was different than the tonsil-licking kiss they’d shared in the weight room that morning before Drew had taken Wesley’s cock into his mouth. It was different than the soft peck Wesley had given him before he’d walked out the door of that weight room, because this time Wesley had come after him.Thank you, sweet baby Jesus.And, this time, hello, detonation, Wesley wasn’t holding anything back. He angled his head, taking the kiss deeper as his arm around Drew’s waist shifted. He skimmed a flattened palm up Drew’s spine. The contrast of Wesley’s callused hand to the smooth flesh of his back felt nothing short of sheer testosterone-pleasuring bliss. The hand came to rest on Drew’s hip as Wesley glided it back down and Drew felt the fingers of his other hand bunch the towel he wore in a firm grip a nanosecond before Wesley ripped it away.Determined not to be outdone, desperately needing to be skin to skin with this man, Drew made his hands busy, too. He splayed his hands on Wesley’s broad shoulders, dragged them down the man’s powerful biceps, and skipped them to the man’s sides where he gathered the tight-fitting T-shirt the man wore into his fingers and pulled it up between their bodies.Wesley broke the kiss long enough for Drew to yank the shirt over his head and then his mouth was back. His tongue thrust between Drew’s parted lips as if he couldn’t get enough of Drew’s taste.Drew said another silent thank-you to the powers that be as he allowed himself to be consumed. He’d been taking on the role of aggressor from the start, biding his time these last six weeks, forcing himself to focus on getting through training and securing his place in the unit before he jumped feet first into his pursuit of Wesley. Tonight, Wesley was taking that aggressor role away from him, demanding he surrender, and no way in hell was he going to argue.Drew tossed Wesley’s shirt through the air, heard it knock over something on the dresser, and dismissed the sound as he found the waistband of the man’s jeans and started fumbling for the button. Wesley’s hands were roaming his back and ass, making it terminally difficult for Drew to concentrate. Still, he managed to free the button. He groped for the zipper tag, felt his fingers collide with another blasted button, and growled like a wounded animal into Wesley’s mouth.“Really, babe?” Drew pulled back, narrowing his eyes at the laughter he saw dancing in Wesley’s. “What? Did you think button-fly jeans would save you if you suddenly came to your senses and changed your mind?”“They were the only clean pair I had left.”“Well, sweetie, they’re gonna need mending after this.” Drew closed his fingers tightly on the denim and yanked, sending the remaining buttons flying. He didn’t spare them an ounce of his attention, not caring where they landed or what they hit on their way down. With Wesley’s jeans now gaping open, he gripped the waistband and pushed them down the man’s legs.Wesley shifted, which didn’t help a bit until Drew realized the man was kicking off his tennis shoes, which definitely did help.“While you’re doing all that kicking, send these with the shoes.” Drew shucked Wesley’s jeans the rest of the way down the man’s legs and let Wesley take over.Then, finally, finally, when Wesley pulled Drew fully against him again, they were skin to skin. Wesley made a sound that so perfectly echoed the sensations Drew felt as their chests pressed against one another, the heat between them so suffocating, it might have drained all the oxygen. Every breath seemed to ignite the flames higher, make them burn hotter until a backdraft seemed inevitable.“Geezus,” Wesley whispered on a breathy exhale. His head fell back on his shoulders and he went still in Drew’s embrace.Drew’s heart skipped a fearful beat. “You can’t start having second thoughts, not now, not when you’ve let me get this far, this close.”Wesley lifted his head, opened his eyes, and met Drew’s gaze. His arms were around Drew, one hand gliding up Drew’s back while the other skimmed over his ass. “It’s not that. It’s, damn, you feel so fucking good.”Drew smiled and his heart settled back into a rapid rhythm. “Now that you’re allowed to think.”  Tonya Ramagos
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THE HEROES OF SILVER SPRINGS
Trained to protect. Willing to die. Ready to serve...in bed and out.

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Wednesday's Paranormal Romance

Riptide http://www.bookstrand.com/riptide-hayes 
Blurb: Rory Frazier is destined to be the next leader of Kismet Cove, a secret colony of seal shape shifters known as selkies. The catch? Rory can only claim his birthright if he and his blood brother Evan Sinclair find a suitable mate.  Jessica Jones has come to Tofino to reclaim her life and move on from the grief of her mother’s death. Jess just wants time alone and space to heal, but kismet has something else in store. After a rogue waves sweeps her out into the frigid Pacific Ocean, Jess is rescued by two handsome men who heat her blood and help to heal her wounded heart. Time’s running out for Rory and Evan. They need to present the colony with their chosen mate and tell Jess the truth about who they really are. When their secrets are finally revealed will their new found love survive, or will the emotional riptide tear the three of them apart forever?    Excerpt:   Jess knew there was a reason she should open her eyes, but for the life of her she couldn’t figure out what it was. It was easier just to drift in the comforting warmth that surrounded her like a cocoon than to puzzle out what was wrong. She was warm, and Evan had said she was safe… Jess’s brain slammed on the brakes and then reviewed her last thought and a second later she was sitting up in bed, her arms crossed over her nearly naked chest as she stared down at the blond god looking up at her in alarm. “What—” was all he got out of his mouth before she started screaming. “Where am I and why am I naked? And who the hell are you?” Jess grabbed the blankets still wrapped around her and scrambled backward until she hit a wall. “Just calm down for a minute, Jess. I’m Evan, remember?” “No! I mean… maybe?” She realized he was only half dressed and panic washed over her again. “Where are your clothes? And where the hell are mine?!” She heard footsteps coming at a dead run and the next thing she knew another man burst into the room. Jess squealed in fright and tried to stand up, slamming her head on the low ceiling. Stars burst behind her eyelids and she dropped back down to the bed with a cry of fear and pain. “What the fuck did you do to her, Evan?” the new arrival bellowed. “Nothing! Now will you shut up? You’re scaring her.” “I’m scaring her? Really? I was up top when she started screaming.” “Shut. Up. Rory,” Evan snarled and Jess could hear him moving on the bed. “Jess, sweetheart, it’s okay. You got taken out by a wave and we pulled you out of the water. You’re clothes are right over there, but they’re soaking wet. Are you remembering any of this yet?” Jess opened her eyes slowly and found herself staring straight into the face of a dark angel. His black hair fell to his shoulders, and his eyes were the color of onyx. She could tell he hadn’t bothered to shave in a day or so, and the dark stubble added to the surreal sense of danger the man projected. Even stooped over to fit inside the strangely configured room, he looked absolutely huge and more than a little intimidating. “Hi, Jess. I’m Rory.” The dark haired man gave her a slow smile and she felt her insides turn to molten mush. That smile transformed his face and softened the impact of his powerful presence. “Uh, hi.” She tugged the blankets tighter around her and glanced over to Evan again. He was like sunshine after the storm when she compared him to Rory. He had sandy blond hair and a friendly smile that she recognized from the tumble of terrible memories that were all jumbled up inside her head. “You were the one that pulled me out of the water,” she said to Evan and he nodded, still watching her with concern gleaming in his sky-blue eyes. “That’s right. Rory was there, too, but he was dealing with the boat, so I was the one who took you down here and got you warmed up.” More memories came back and Jess blushed as she remembered being undressed and then burrowing into Evan’s arms. Evan grinned and she found herself dazzled by his smile. “Oh yeah, it’s all coming back to you now, isn’t it?” he chuckled. “Now that we’ve established the fact that no one here’s an ax murderer, why don’t you lie back down and finish getting warmed up while I check to make sure you didn’t just give yourself a concussion.” “I’ll do it,” Rory offered and the two men exchanged a look Jess didn’t quite catch the meaning of. It must have meant something, though, because Evan grinned and nodded before flopping back down on the mattress and patting the spot beside him. “I’ll leave the first aid to Rory’s gentle touch, then. Come here, sweetheart. You’re nowhere near recovered yet. You need to rest.” A fragment of another conversation popped into Jess’s head and she grinned at Evan as she carefully made her way back to his side. “I thought you said he was heavy-handed?” Rory growled and Evan groaned with laughter. “Oh sure. You didn’t remember getting rescued, but you managed to remember me insulting his driving? You’re just going to be a world of trouble for us, I can already tell.” Jess was intensely aware of Rory as he moved around behind her, and she felt a shimmer of heat dance over her skin as he gently stroked her hair and explored her scalp just around where she’d bumped it. “You gave yourself a nice goose-egg, but I don’t see any blood.” “So I’ll live?” She tried to keep her tone light, but she could hear the tremor in her voice. She hoped they’d think it was from the cold and not because of the effect the two of them were having on her. Rory’s hands stroked over her wet hair and came to rest on her shoulders as he leaned down so his mouth was just beside her ear. “You’ll live, but only if you stop wandering out on the rocks during storm season. Promise me you won’t do that again.” http://susanhayes.ca/ 
 

Tuesday's Titled Author

Apache Crossing 1 http://bookstrand.com/sidneys-triple-shot Sidney Rowe has been abused in ways that most people can’t even imagine.  After a horrific miscarriage, she left behind everything she had, to escape her ex-boyfriend.  She finds refuge in the kindness of the three Dawson brothers. They give her a job and a sense of security in the small town of Apache Crossing.  Xavier, Tyce, and Noah Dawson, have built their bar, Triple Shot, into a profitable enterprise.  The three former Marines, have also built a reputation for integrity in the community, but their sex appeal and charm are legendary. They enjoy their playboy status…that is until a jumpy, skittish Sidney stumbles into their lives needing their help. Sexual tension explodes when the brothers decide they want to protect and share Sidney, but to have her they have to stop her ex from haunting her. Can they keep her safe, and win her damaged heart? Excerpt “I’m fine. I’m sorry I panicked,” she said, but her voice came out as a squeak. Reality came crashing into her like a tidal wave. She was sitting in Tyce’s lap, surrounded by the only other two men that had ever made her throb with desire, and she had their full attention. Xavier’s hands had just been running all over her body, making her skin tingle. Her anxiety ratcheted up as she tried to come up with a believable explanation for her panic attack. She looked up, and when Xavier’s eyes met hers, she instinctively dropped her gaze away from the intensity in those blue orbs. “Don’t be scared. It was a pallet of supplies that got dropped when the loader’s hydraulics broke. No one got hurt, thankfully. We just have a bit of a mess in the back room to clean up.” Noah crouched down next to Xavier, taking her hands into his and drawing her attention. “Honey, why did it scare you so much?” “Umm…I don’t know…I mean, I heard it, and I thought it was a gunshot…” She fidgeted for a moment, but froze when she remembered that she was still in Tyce’s lap. The thickness underneath her told her that he was very physically aware of her wiggling. “A gunshot? Why would someone be shooting around here, Sidney?” Xavier’s question set panic building in her chest again, and she started to pull away from Tyce’s embrace without answering. “No, Sidney, you can’t run away from us this time. What is going on? Are you in trouble?” Tyce pulled her back against his chest and pressed her head back down to his shoulder. Her whole body was trembling, and he kissed the top of her head, running his hand up and down her back. For an instant she wondered how it would feel to be held like this through the night. Comforted and cherished like something precious. She quickly discarded the fantasy and tried to refocus on the situation. “Tyce, please let me go,” she said with a strength that belied the fragile state her emotions were in. When she turned away from him, she found Xavier still kneeling in front of her . He reached out and gently but firmly gripped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. “Want to tell us about Robert Wicks?” Xavier said quietly. Sidney felt like her lungs would never expand again. Terror trickled down her spine, followed by sadness that was so overpowering she had to close her eyes against their questioning looks. Like waves each emotion swept over her, leaving her breathless and closer to the edge of an irrationally emotional breakdown. She twisted away from Xavier’s grip on her jaw and jumped up from Tyce’s lap. “No, actually I don’t. That’s my business, and I don’t need to share it with anyone. I’m going back out to the front to help Kara.” She reached the door before she felt hands on her. Noah’s firm body pressed against her back, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her. One arm was across her chest and the other across her hips, holding her immobile while he pressed a kiss to her ear. It was a beautifully sweet touch that made her ache to share her burdens with him. “Stop, honey. Whatever it is, you can talk to us,” he murmured against her ear, and goose bumps prickled across her arms. She couldn’t tell them about Robert, and she couldn’t let them get any closer to her. It was time to leave. “Look, I’m sorry if I gave you all the wrong impression, but I don’t want or need your help. What I need is my privacy, and my paycheck. I will finish my shift and leave my uniform in the locker tonight. Clearly I can’t continue working here.” She held herself stiff until she felt Noah reluctantly release her, and then she threw the door open and walked down the hallway. She could feel the tingle of all three men’s eyes on her again until the door shut behind her. Straightening her spine, she fought off tears as she reentered the bar dining room. She wouldn’t cry for a man again. No matter how much she wanted to. ADULT EXCERPT  Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Noah and Tyce stripping out of their clothes as she tugged Xavier’s zipper down, exposing his hard length to her hot hands. She shoved his pants down his thighs and then wrapped her hand around him. She smiled again when her fingers didn’t quite close around his girth, and her pussy grew wetter. Sticking her tongue out, she gently licked the pre-cum off of the tip of his cock. “Don’t tease me, Sidney,” Xavier grumbled, and she opened her lips and sucked his length down until it was teasing her tonsils. “Oh fuck, yes, that’s good, baby.” Waves of satisfaction rolled over her at every grunt and moan of pleasure that escaped his voice box, and she doubled her efforts. Reaching her hand underneath him to cup his heavy balls, she began a sensual, circular motion with her fingers. While she was alternately tugging and massaging at his balls, he roughly gripped her hair and began thrusting into her mouth at his own pace. She moaned around her mouthful of cock and felt his balls tighten in her hand. “Swallow it, baby,” he directed, just before his whole body shuddered as cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, trying not to lose a drop, and after a few moments his hand gripped her chin to pull her away from him oversensitive cock. He tipped her head back to look down at her, and she smiled at the heavy-lidded look of a sated man. “Your mouth is incredible,” he murmured as he bent to kiss her tingling lips. She was surprised by the kiss, knowing he must taste himself on her tongue, but she realized that even that was a turn on. When he finally broke their lip-lock and stepped away from her, she was breathing hard again, and she could feel the flush of lust on her face and throat. “Strip now,” Xavier said in a low voice that stroked her desire even higher. She dropped her eyes from his as she tugged the beautiful navy-blue dress over her head. Noah snatched it from her hands before tossing it in the general direction of the kitchen and dropping to his knees where Xavier had been standing. A blink later she was completely nude except for her strappy high-heeled sandals. She felt decadent and utterly sexual in the presence of three large, nude men, and she pushed away all of her normally self-conscious thoughts. Tyce moved closer to her side and reached out with one hand to tweak her nipple. She reacted by moaning and arching into his hand, so he did it again, only harder. “Do you like that, love?” he whispered to her, but her panting gave the answer away for her. Noah’s hands were forcing her knees apart, and his long, masculine fingers were gently stroking their way closer and closer to her cleft as Tyce dropped his head to suck her nipple into his mouth. She cried out at the ripples of ecstasy that rolled over her as Noah nipped at the soft skin of her inner thigh and danced his fingers over her dripping slit. Tyce’s teeth and tongue worked magic on her sensitive nipples, and before she could register what was happening, Sidney climaxed spectacularly. * * * * Noah knelt between Sidney’s legs with his eyes fastened on the soft, pink folds of her femininity. He watched the muscles clench as her orgasm rocked through her and saw the gush of cream that came with it. Thinking to himself that it would be a crime to waste that sweet-tasting juice, he ran the tip of his tongue over her, causing her to scream out as another smaller orgasm exploded over her. He glanced over at Xavier, who sat in a chair, completely nude and entirely focused on the beautiful Sidney. By the rapturous look on his brother’s face, Noah could only hazard a guess that Xavier was as smitten by Sidney as he was. Whether she knew it or not yet, she trusted them with her body and soul. There was no reason for it, other than fate, because they hadn’t known each other long enough for them to have truly earned her trust. His heart was swollen with pride and love for the beautiful woman, and all he could think about was claiming her for his own permanently. He watched as Tyce tugged at her body until she moved where he wanted her. Now she rested on her knees with her chest on the seat of the couch, and her beautiful, curvy ass high in the air. Reaching one hand across her back to stroke over the soft white skin of her rear, he couldn’t resist giving her a little tap. She squealed, and Noah could feel his face break out in a grin to match Tyce’s. “Again,” Xavier commanded from behind them, and this time Noah smacked the other ass cheek. “Yes!” Sidney moaned into the couch cushion and wiggled her butt back and forth. “Hold still, love, or you won’t get what you want,” Tyce said, and then he bent over her back to kiss her spine, soothing away the roughness of his words. Noah continued to let his hands drift over Sidney’s body as Tyce gently began stroking her asshole with the tip of his finger. The whole time Sidney’s body trembled under their touch, but she managed to hold fairly still. With a wink at Noah, Tyce dropped behind her, and from the angle of his head, Noah knew he was licking her from front to back. She gasped, and her breath came out in a choking sound when Tyce’s licks centered on her ass, and when he finally raised his head, Noah could see he had penetrated her ass with two fingers. Author Info: I am an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever conservative state of Kansas. I juggle three sons, a husband, a dog, a part-time job in the financial industry, and way too many extra-curricular activities to mention. Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world, and embracing something new and different for me. A hopeless romantic, I spend my days dreaming up Alpha men, and my nights telling their stories, always looking for the Happily Ever After. Currently I have three other books published in the Paranormal Erotic Romance series: The Gray Pack. http://bookstrand.com/lori-king  You can keep up with all of my new releases via: Blog: www.lorikingbooks.wordpress.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Lori.King.Author Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoriKingBooks Email: LoriKingBooks@yahoo.com. Don’t forget to Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance! Lori King