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November 8, 2016
Human Surrender by Renee Rose!
It's Tuesday, 8th November, and whilst there may be other significant things happening today, I want to focus on some super, sexy, alpha aliens! The Brandon blog is joined by a group of amazingly talented authors, including Renee Rose and Kallista Dane with Human Surrender!
Fierce alien warriors don't ask.
They take, they claim, and they conquer - even when the object of their desires is a trembling human female.
Human Surrender contains five *all-new* dark sci-fi alien romance novellas, brought to you by USA Today and international bestselling authors of BDSM and spanking romance. Featured novellas:
Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara
Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley
His Human Slave by Renee Rose
Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane
Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon
Publisher’s Note: The books included in this naughty collection are MF and MFM pairings. Though the stories are dark, all have happy endings. **Over 175,000 words of dark romance ~ complete stories with no cliffhangers**
Sounds awesome, right? Check out Renee Rose's blurb for her story, "His Human Slave" and then read an enticing excerpt from the novella...
Collared and caged, his human slave awaits her training. Zander, the alien warrior prince intent on recovering his planet, needs a mate. While he would never choose a human of his own accord, his physician’s gene-matching program selected Lamira’s DNA as the best possible match with his own. Now he must teach the beautiful slave to yield to his will, accept his discipline and learn to serve him as her one true master.
.....
He spun the cage back so she faced him once more. “Open cage,” he commanded, and the voice-activated lock clicked. To her, he said, “Come out.”
She didn’t move.
His tone went sharp. “Do not anger me a second time, Lamira.”
Well, apparently he’d already cowed her completely because his words went straight to her chest, creating a sudden tightening and sending her instantly into motion. She hated how easily he’d mastered her. One stupid spanking and she rushed to please him.
She sniffed back the tears and attempted to push up to her hands and knees—no easy feat with her wrists and ankles bound.
“Release wrist cuffs. Release ankle cuffs,” he commanded. They sprang apart but not off.
She backed out of the cage, toward the door, not sure how she would get out until his large hands grasped her waist and lifted her easily to the floor.
Where to look... Certainly not at the prince—her master—although his presence was more than commanding. He stood almost seven feet tall with thick, corded muscles across his chest and arms.
Moisture gathered between her legs.
He looked more warrior than prince. No, he was all king. A warrior king. Earlier, she’d stared at him boldly. Now she kept her eyes lowered, trained at his bare feet. They were no different from hers, except larger and with the brown-purple skin tone of the Zandians. She glanced at her own toes. They were cleaner than they’d ever been before. Even her toenails had been buffed to a glossy shine. How long had she been out?
The prince cupped her chin and lifted her face. His touch was gentler than she expected. She still couldn’t meet his gaze, choosing instead to stare at his thick neck and the part of his bare chest visible beneath his loose, finely woven white shirt. Her fingers itched to touch his skin, to find out if it was as smooth as it appeared. What a strange idea. She’d never thought about touching a male in her life. In fact, she’d avoided males as best she could. This one had her completely discombobulated.
Was his chest hairless? Did he have hair anywhere other than his head? Zander, Daneth, and the guards she’d seen outside all wore their hair shorn close to their skulls. Perhaps their horns got too hot otherwise.
When she’d first seen Daneth, she’d thought the horns ugly, but Zander’s suited him, somehow making him even more handsome.
He leaned forward and opened his mouth. She tried to pull out of his grasp, but he held her fast, his gleaming teeth aimed straight for her cheek. For a moment, she thought he planned to bite her face, but his tongue flicked out, and he licked one of her tears. She caught his scent, a clean, masculine aroma with a slightly exotic spice.
Her nipples tightened; her pussy pulsed. No—she definitely was not thinking about licking him back to see how he tasted.
.....
Don't wait - grab your copy now!
Amazon: http://myBook.to/humans
Nook: http://goo.gl/hqJrM2
iBooks: https://goo.gl/B8WSnH
Kobo: https://goo.gl/T2goUx
Smashwords: https://goo.gl/xO558X
All Romance: https://goo.gl/kWDNW6
Before I go, permit to say a huge thank you once again to everyone who has read, promoted and supported
The Viking's Conquest! I am thrilled to say it has now reached #1 in the Amazon charts in the USA, UK and Canada!
THANK YOU ALL!
Much love,
Felicity Brandon
Fierce alien warriors don't ask.
They take, they claim, and they conquer - even when the object of their desires is a trembling human female.
Human Surrender contains five *all-new* dark sci-fi alien romance novellas, brought to you by USA Today and international bestselling authors of BDSM and spanking romance. Featured novellas:
Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara
Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley
His Human Slave by Renee Rose
Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane
Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon
Publisher’s Note: The books included in this naughty collection are MF and MFM pairings. Though the stories are dark, all have happy endings. **Over 175,000 words of dark romance ~ complete stories with no cliffhangers**
Sounds awesome, right? Check out Renee Rose's blurb for her story, "His Human Slave" and then read an enticing excerpt from the novella...
Collared and caged, his human slave awaits her training. Zander, the alien warrior prince intent on recovering his planet, needs a mate. While he would never choose a human of his own accord, his physician’s gene-matching program selected Lamira’s DNA as the best possible match with his own. Now he must teach the beautiful slave to yield to his will, accept his discipline and learn to serve him as her one true master.
.....
He spun the cage back so she faced him once more. “Open cage,” he commanded, and the voice-activated lock clicked. To her, he said, “Come out.”
She didn’t move.
His tone went sharp. “Do not anger me a second time, Lamira.”
Well, apparently he’d already cowed her completely because his words went straight to her chest, creating a sudden tightening and sending her instantly into motion. She hated how easily he’d mastered her. One stupid spanking and she rushed to please him.
She sniffed back the tears and attempted to push up to her hands and knees—no easy feat with her wrists and ankles bound.
“Release wrist cuffs. Release ankle cuffs,” he commanded. They sprang apart but not off.
She backed out of the cage, toward the door, not sure how she would get out until his large hands grasped her waist and lifted her easily to the floor.
Where to look... Certainly not at the prince—her master—although his presence was more than commanding. He stood almost seven feet tall with thick, corded muscles across his chest and arms.
Moisture gathered between her legs.
He looked more warrior than prince. No, he was all king. A warrior king. Earlier, she’d stared at him boldly. Now she kept her eyes lowered, trained at his bare feet. They were no different from hers, except larger and with the brown-purple skin tone of the Zandians. She glanced at her own toes. They were cleaner than they’d ever been before. Even her toenails had been buffed to a glossy shine. How long had she been out?
The prince cupped her chin and lifted her face. His touch was gentler than she expected. She still couldn’t meet his gaze, choosing instead to stare at his thick neck and the part of his bare chest visible beneath his loose, finely woven white shirt. Her fingers itched to touch his skin, to find out if it was as smooth as it appeared. What a strange idea. She’d never thought about touching a male in her life. In fact, she’d avoided males as best she could. This one had her completely discombobulated.
Was his chest hairless? Did he have hair anywhere other than his head? Zander, Daneth, and the guards she’d seen outside all wore their hair shorn close to their skulls. Perhaps their horns got too hot otherwise.
When she’d first seen Daneth, she’d thought the horns ugly, but Zander’s suited him, somehow making him even more handsome.
He leaned forward and opened his mouth. She tried to pull out of his grasp, but he held her fast, his gleaming teeth aimed straight for her cheek. For a moment, she thought he planned to bite her face, but his tongue flicked out, and he licked one of her tears. She caught his scent, a clean, masculine aroma with a slightly exotic spice.
Her nipples tightened; her pussy pulsed. No—she definitely was not thinking about licking him back to see how he tasted.
.....
Don't wait - grab your copy now!
Amazon: http://myBook.to/humans
Nook: http://goo.gl/hqJrM2
iBooks: https://goo.gl/B8WSnH
Kobo: https://goo.gl/T2goUx
Smashwords: https://goo.gl/xO558X
All Romance: https://goo.gl/kWDNW6
Before I go, permit to say a huge thank you once again to everyone who has read, promoted and supported
The Viking's Conquest! I am thrilled to say it has now reached #1 in the Amazon charts in the USA, UK and Canada!THANK YOU ALL!
Much love,
Felicity Brandon
November 5, 2016
The Saturday Showcase at Camp Cougar!
The Saturday showcase is thrilled to host Camp Cougar
by Lorraine Carey!
Not since The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas has a story been able to capture the humorous side of scandalous tawdry sex in a southern theme. The main character and brazen hussy, Leona Patrone is today’s version of Blanche Devereaux from the Golden Girls. Camp Cougar will whet the appetite for those looking for something steamy, provocative and humorous. Read a tantalising excerpt here:
.....
Leona was pleased to see Falynn arriving on time. Actually, I thought, she’d be a ‘No Show’. She answered the door in her white fluffy robe.
“Well, this guy must be into cozy things,” Falynn remarked as she stepped inside.
“Not really, but rather this.” Leona opened her robe to reveal a black lace teddy that was tied up the front with red ribbons and matching thong panties with little bows on the sides.
“Oh, my!” Falynn’s hand lightly slapped her mouth.
“I told ya, this guy is conservative.”
“Well, if that’s conservative, I would hate to see what your definition of kinky is!”
“So how did you meet Sam, pray tell?”
“Social Media. I’ve known him for a year now. As a lover of country music myself, I saw he was trying to be an up and coming artist in the industry.”
“Uh yeah, I bet he’s cuming. You worry me, Leona. You do know these relationships aren’t real, don’t you?
“That’s the best part. I have no intentions of building any long lasting bonds with these young men. It’s a
simple Fantasy Fest. It’s a win-win situation for both parties. It’s just a wild, fun romp with no strings attached.”
Leona led Falynn into the kitchen and made her a martini. “When was the last time you had a good orgasm, girl?”
“Excuse me?” Falynn almost dropped her glass.
“You heard me.” Leona stood with her hands on her hips.
“Look, hon. You can either hide out in that damn dusty library behind the shelves or come out from behind those books and live a little - or let me say, live a lot.”
Falynn shrugged. “So what gives?”
“Lesson number one - you have to be relaxed. If you are uptight, you won’t perform well. Besides, we’re the experienced ones here. We need to show these Cubs just what we got.”
.....
Grab your copy of Camp Cougar here:
https://www.amazon.com/Camp-Cougar/dp... and find out more at its Facebook pafge: https://www.facebook.com/Camp-Cougar-...
Have an awesome weekend, and if you're in the UK - enjoy the fireworks!
Felicity Brandon
by Lorraine Carey!Not since The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas has a story been able to capture the humorous side of scandalous tawdry sex in a southern theme. The main character and brazen hussy, Leona Patrone is today’s version of Blanche Devereaux from the Golden Girls. Camp Cougar will whet the appetite for those looking for something steamy, provocative and humorous. Read a tantalising excerpt here:
.....
Leona was pleased to see Falynn arriving on time. Actually, I thought, she’d be a ‘No Show’. She answered the door in her white fluffy robe.
“Well, this guy must be into cozy things,” Falynn remarked as she stepped inside.
“Not really, but rather this.” Leona opened her robe to reveal a black lace teddy that was tied up the front with red ribbons and matching thong panties with little bows on the sides.
“Oh, my!” Falynn’s hand lightly slapped her mouth.
“I told ya, this guy is conservative.”
“Well, if that’s conservative, I would hate to see what your definition of kinky is!”
“So how did you meet Sam, pray tell?”
“Social Media. I’ve known him for a year now. As a lover of country music myself, I saw he was trying to be an up and coming artist in the industry.”
“Uh yeah, I bet he’s cuming. You worry me, Leona. You do know these relationships aren’t real, don’t you?
“That’s the best part. I have no intentions of building any long lasting bonds with these young men. It’s a
simple Fantasy Fest. It’s a win-win situation for both parties. It’s just a wild, fun romp with no strings attached.”
Leona led Falynn into the kitchen and made her a martini. “When was the last time you had a good orgasm, girl?”
“Excuse me?” Falynn almost dropped her glass.
“You heard me.” Leona stood with her hands on her hips.
“Look, hon. You can either hide out in that damn dusty library behind the shelves or come out from behind those books and live a little - or let me say, live a lot.”
Falynn shrugged. “So what gives?”
“Lesson number one - you have to be relaxed. If you are uptight, you won’t perform well. Besides, we’re the experienced ones here. We need to show these Cubs just what we got.”
.....
Grab your copy of Camp Cougar here:
https://www.amazon.com/Camp-Cougar/dp... and find out more at its Facebook pafge: https://www.facebook.com/Camp-Cougar-...
Have an awesome weekend, and if you're in the UK - enjoy the fireworks!
Felicity Brandon
November 2, 2016
Happy birthday to me...
So, it's hump day again, but this time it's a special one for me. Novemeber 2nd is my birthday, and as I watch another year close, and a new one open in front of me, I am compelled to review Felicity's 2015/16 year.
And it has been quite some year...
My first ever book-nomination came at the end of last year. I was astonished and thrilled to later become a BDSM Writers Con 'Golden Flogger' finalist. When Submission at The Tower: The Depths of Desire
made the final twelve in the Advanced BDSM category, I was truly honoured. http://bdsmwriterscon.com/golden-flog...
The whole while I was working away at my manuscripts. In the midst of "Submission's" success, I was creating a new love story between Aurelie and Anders. It took until last month for The Viking's Conquest
to be released, and ever since then I have been utterly bowled over by its success!
Reaching number 1 in the Amazon charts in both Canada and the UK, the book peaked at number 3 in the USA, and is still sitting pretty at number five*! This is far more than I ever hoped the book could achieve, so once again I'd like to take the opportunity to THANK each and every reader who has bought, and hepled to support the release of The Viking's Conquest.
Now, I turn my attention to a new year for Felicity... I have three books in the making, including one new historical spanking romance, and a follow up to Submission at The Tower: The Depths of Desire. Keep watching my posts and my pages for updates about the progress of these books, and other exciting Felicity news!
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In the meantime, hugs from the birthday girl!
Felicity Brandon
*True at time of writing.
And it has been quite some year...
My first ever book-nomination came at the end of last year. I was astonished and thrilled to later become a BDSM Writers Con 'Golden Flogger' finalist. When Submission at The Tower: The Depths of Desire
made the final twelve in the Advanced BDSM category, I was truly honoured. http://bdsmwriterscon.com/golden-flog...The whole while I was working away at my manuscripts. In the midst of "Submission's" success, I was creating a new love story between Aurelie and Anders. It took until last month for The Viking's Conquest
to be released, and ever since then I have been utterly bowled over by its success!Reaching number 1 in the Amazon charts in both Canada and the UK, the book peaked at number 3 in the USA, and is still sitting pretty at number five*! This is far more than I ever hoped the book could achieve, so once again I'd like to take the opportunity to THANK each and every reader who has bought, and hepled to support the release of The Viking's Conquest.
Now, I turn my attention to a new year for Felicity... I have three books in the making, including one new historical spanking romance, and a follow up to Submission at The Tower: The Depths of Desire. Keep watching my posts and my pages for updates about the progress of these books, and other exciting Felicity news!
Don't forget to follow me here:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Felicity-Brando...
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/felic...
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/fe...
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/felicitybran...
Facebook profile: https://www.facebook.com/felicity.bra...
Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/brandonFelicity
Twitter: https://twitter.com/FelicityBrandon
Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/author/show...
My website: http://fbrandonfiction.wix.com/felici...-
BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/felic...
Tsu: https://www.tsu.co/FelicityBrandon
Google: google.com/+FelicityBrandon
Tumblr: felicitybrandonerotica.tumblr.com
In the meantime, hugs from the birthday girl!
Felicity Brandon
*True at time of writing.
November 1, 2016
To Know You by Jaye Peaches!
This Tuesday the Brandon blog is thrilled to be joined by Jaye Peaches, and her awesome BDSM release, To Know You
.
What happens when a kink loving woman has to come to terms with a traumatic episode in her life? Can the broken submissive learn to trust again?
When Gemma Marshall resigns from a good job to work as a lowly intern in the heart of the City of London, immediately, the elusive company boss, Jason Lucas, seduces her.
Following a whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion, Jason’s need to dominate her re-awakens her terrifying nightmares and leads to revelations from both of them. What Jason seeks is an enduring relationship which means Gemma, if she wishes to win his heart and soul, has to return to the extraordinary life she’d left behind.
Can Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the bedroom or will she finally turn her back on her natural desires?
Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover hunts her down, seeking retribution.
To Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey together. It is a complete story. Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices, neither expect love in their relationship. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.
(Previously published as Trust Me to Know You.)
If you agree that this book sounds amazing, read this sexy little excerpt:
.....
“Stand up and turn around.”
He snapped the handcuffs over my wrists and sliding his finger around the metal clasp, he checked they weren’t too tight. Taking my arm, he lowered me over his lap, so my head rested on the divan and my legs dangled on the other side.
“I’m going to spank you, and then I’m going to tease you out for a while. We know each other well, but not with toys. I want you to enjoy the spanking and come for me. If the pain becomes too much I want you to tell me. We could try a one to ten scoring system to help you ease back into receiving pain if it helps you?”
“I’m all right, sir. Erotic spankings I can manage.”
Oh my, I shut my eyes and waited.
His hand landed across my bottom right on the sit-spot and I jumped slightly. It smarted—a rude awakening from my spanking hiatus. After a few more smacks, he stroked my cheeks, making small circles to disperse the raw heat.
“How’s that?” he asked.
“About five, sir.”
“Exactly where I want it.”
After Jason had repeated another set of spanks and rubs, he parted my legs and touched my folds. A multitude of goose bumps rose up in reply and I moaned. From the moment we entered the room, I wanted to come. Before he’d brought me in here, after our long discussion about sex toys, limits, scenes I’d experienced and bondage preferences, I was a desperate smoldering wreck of neediness running at full throttle.
“You’re very responsive to my touch. I like this.”
Beneath my hips, his cock had risen and I felt the bulge. Jason was happy, oh yes!
He continued spanking me for several minutes. The blows weren’t excessively painful, on the contrary, the heated sensation was sensual and affecting. He accompanied the smacks with his teasing fingers, probing and massaging my tender parts. I started to build, heading towards the release my coiled body needed so badly. He inserted two fingers inside my drenched pussy and moved them in and out rhythmically.
“I own this, Gemma. Your body belongs to me. When we aren’t together, I still own you, all of you. You’re mine.”
The words might have seemed harsh to a novice sub—controlling and demanding, but to me, they were enduringly seductive.
....
Hot right? Grab your copy right here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Know-You-Jay...
Find out more about Jaye at these places:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JayePeaches
Author Amazon page: https://www.amazon.com/Jaye-Peaches/e...
Enjoy the dominance!
Felicity Brandon
.
.What happens when a kink loving woman has to come to terms with a traumatic episode in her life? Can the broken submissive learn to trust again?
When Gemma Marshall resigns from a good job to work as a lowly intern in the heart of the City of London, immediately, the elusive company boss, Jason Lucas, seduces her.
Following a whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion, Jason’s need to dominate her re-awakens her terrifying nightmares and leads to revelations from both of them. What Jason seeks is an enduring relationship which means Gemma, if she wishes to win his heart and soul, has to return to the extraordinary life she’d left behind.
Can Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the bedroom or will she finally turn her back on her natural desires?
Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover hunts her down, seeking retribution.
To Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey together. It is a complete story. Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices, neither expect love in their relationship. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.
(Previously published as Trust Me to Know You.)
If you agree that this book sounds amazing, read this sexy little excerpt:
.....
“Stand up and turn around.”
He snapped the handcuffs over my wrists and sliding his finger around the metal clasp, he checked they weren’t too tight. Taking my arm, he lowered me over his lap, so my head rested on the divan and my legs dangled on the other side.
“I’m going to spank you, and then I’m going to tease you out for a while. We know each other well, but not with toys. I want you to enjoy the spanking and come for me. If the pain becomes too much I want you to tell me. We could try a one to ten scoring system to help you ease back into receiving pain if it helps you?”
“I’m all right, sir. Erotic spankings I can manage.”
Oh my, I shut my eyes and waited.
His hand landed across my bottom right on the sit-spot and I jumped slightly. It smarted—a rude awakening from my spanking hiatus. After a few more smacks, he stroked my cheeks, making small circles to disperse the raw heat.
“How’s that?” he asked.
“About five, sir.”
“Exactly where I want it.”
After Jason had repeated another set of spanks and rubs, he parted my legs and touched my folds. A multitude of goose bumps rose up in reply and I moaned. From the moment we entered the room, I wanted to come. Before he’d brought me in here, after our long discussion about sex toys, limits, scenes I’d experienced and bondage preferences, I was a desperate smoldering wreck of neediness running at full throttle.
“You’re very responsive to my touch. I like this.”
Beneath my hips, his cock had risen and I felt the bulge. Jason was happy, oh yes!
He continued spanking me for several minutes. The blows weren’t excessively painful, on the contrary, the heated sensation was sensual and affecting. He accompanied the smacks with his teasing fingers, probing and massaging my tender parts. I started to build, heading towards the release my coiled body needed so badly. He inserted two fingers inside my drenched pussy and moved them in and out rhythmically.
“I own this, Gemma. Your body belongs to me. When we aren’t together, I still own you, all of you. You’re mine.”
The words might have seemed harsh to a novice sub—controlling and demanding, but to me, they were enduringly seductive.
....
Hot right? Grab your copy right here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Know-You-Jay...
Find out more about Jaye at these places:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JayePeaches
Author Amazon page: https://www.amazon.com/Jaye-Peaches/e...
Enjoy the dominance!
Felicity Brandon
.
October 31, 2016
Passionate Punishment by Rollin Hand!
Rollin Hand joins the Brandon blog today for some serious spanking fun! I am pleased to present Passionate Punishment: Six Romance Novelettes
; a new compendium of spanking romance novelettes. These stories were published in 2013 and 2014 originally as paired novelettes, but never properly identified as romances, which they certainly are. Rollin's goal is to re-introduce them to romance readers and to offer them in a single volume at a substantial discount from the originals.
Check out some of sexy excerpts from these hot, spanking stories...
.......
From The Ladies of Heatherton Hall
“Tell Mrs. Finch to prepare a rod -- no, make that two. And tell the girls to report to the library in half an hour.”
“At once, Lady Gwyneth,” said Griggs, who then turned and left. “Come with me,” she said to Josh.
When they were all in the library she shut the door. “Our staff,” she said, “are like family. Generations have been in service here at Heatherton Hall. No one ever gets fired. But as in all families there are behavior lapses and discipline problems. This is apparently the end result of a long standing feud between Jane and Millie. They have been warned about this before. Now it has resulted in damage. Griggs was right to put them on report.”
“So what happens now?”
“What happens now is that they will both receive a flogging.”
Josh let this sink in. “A flogging? Are you kidding?” This was 2013, not 1913.
“I know our ways may seem odd to you, but it is part of the compact that has served all of us for generations. Perhaps you have heard that the birch is in use for certain offenses here on the island, so it is part of our culture. Only …”
“Only what?”
“Daddy did this. Always. Ever since I can remember. As the lord of Heatherton Hall, it was his duty. He was the ultimate authority.”
“And therefore the new earl should do it, newcomer or not,” said Lydia Heatherton.
“Granny!” said Gwyneth. “You can’t expect him to…”
“Why not?” shot back Lady Heatherton. “He’s the earl now. It’s his job, like it or not.”
.......
From The Countess and the Magician
“Let me ask you something Captain. Your orders were to follow my instructions, correct?”
Merlin nodded. “They said this is your operation.”
“And if I give you an instruction, one that involves the mission?”
Merlin shrugged. “I’m to do it.”
“Good.” Angelique smiled. “Now yesterday,” she began slowly, “Caroline nearly compromised the whole mission because she disobeyed you and acted impulsively, correct?”
Merlin looked pointedly at Caroline who seemed to shrink under his gaze. “Yes, she did.”
“Then I think she should be punished for that lapse.”
“What?” said Caroline, sitting up.
Merlin’s eyebrows shot up. “Punished?”
“Yes. So as my first order regarding the mission, I want you to punish Caroline. She is your ‘niece’ and you are acting in loco parentis as your cover, so yes, I want you to punish her, right here, right now.”
“Now wait a minute…” said Caroline, clearly alarmed. What did she think she was going to tell him to do?
“Pull that chair to the center of the room, Captain.” She had indicated an armless chair sitting against the wall.
Merlin shrugged, got up and pulled it over. “Ok, what now?” he said. But he was beginning to get an idea.
“Good,” said Angelique. “Now put her across your knee and spank her hard. Go ahead, she’s had a spanking before.”
Merlin grinned. “Seriously?” The idea did have definite appeal. Perhaps the girl could use a good spanking to make her understand how serious he was about obeying instructions.
“I’ve never been more serious,” said Angelique coldly. “Do it.”
In addition, Passionate Punishment will soon be available as a print version for those who would rather have a physical book.
Amazon US buy link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M5CK645 Amazon UK buy link: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01M5CK645 Amazon DE buy link: https://www.amazon.de/dp/B01M5CK645
Thanks for joining us, Rollin and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Felicity Brandon
; a new compendium of spanking romance novelettes. These stories were published in 2013 and 2014 originally as paired novelettes, but never properly identified as romances, which they certainly are. Rollin's goal is to re-introduce them to romance readers and to offer them in a single volume at a substantial discount from the originals. Check out some of sexy excerpts from these hot, spanking stories...
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From The Ladies of Heatherton Hall
“Tell Mrs. Finch to prepare a rod -- no, make that two. And tell the girls to report to the library in half an hour.”
“At once, Lady Gwyneth,” said Griggs, who then turned and left. “Come with me,” she said to Josh.
When they were all in the library she shut the door. “Our staff,” she said, “are like family. Generations have been in service here at Heatherton Hall. No one ever gets fired. But as in all families there are behavior lapses and discipline problems. This is apparently the end result of a long standing feud between Jane and Millie. They have been warned about this before. Now it has resulted in damage. Griggs was right to put them on report.”
“So what happens now?”
“What happens now is that they will both receive a flogging.”
Josh let this sink in. “A flogging? Are you kidding?” This was 2013, not 1913.
“I know our ways may seem odd to you, but it is part of the compact that has served all of us for generations. Perhaps you have heard that the birch is in use for certain offenses here on the island, so it is part of our culture. Only …”
“Only what?”
“Daddy did this. Always. Ever since I can remember. As the lord of Heatherton Hall, it was his duty. He was the ultimate authority.”
“And therefore the new earl should do it, newcomer or not,” said Lydia Heatherton.
“Granny!” said Gwyneth. “You can’t expect him to…”
“Why not?” shot back Lady Heatherton. “He’s the earl now. It’s his job, like it or not.”
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From The Countess and the Magician
“Let me ask you something Captain. Your orders were to follow my instructions, correct?”
Merlin nodded. “They said this is your operation.”
“And if I give you an instruction, one that involves the mission?”
Merlin shrugged. “I’m to do it.”
“Good.” Angelique smiled. “Now yesterday,” she began slowly, “Caroline nearly compromised the whole mission because she disobeyed you and acted impulsively, correct?”
Merlin looked pointedly at Caroline who seemed to shrink under his gaze. “Yes, she did.”
“Then I think she should be punished for that lapse.”
“What?” said Caroline, sitting up.
Merlin’s eyebrows shot up. “Punished?”
“Yes. So as my first order regarding the mission, I want you to punish Caroline. She is your ‘niece’ and you are acting in loco parentis as your cover, so yes, I want you to punish her, right here, right now.”
“Now wait a minute…” said Caroline, clearly alarmed. What did she think she was going to tell him to do?
“Pull that chair to the center of the room, Captain.” She had indicated an armless chair sitting against the wall.
Merlin shrugged, got up and pulled it over. “Ok, what now?” he said. But he was beginning to get an idea.
“Good,” said Angelique. “Now put her across your knee and spank her hard. Go ahead, she’s had a spanking before.”
Merlin grinned. “Seriously?” The idea did have definite appeal. Perhaps the girl could use a good spanking to make her understand how serious he was about obeying instructions.
“I’ve never been more serious,” said Angelique coldly. “Do it.”
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Felicity Brandon
October 26, 2016
Her Protector by Jane Henry and Maisy Archer!
It's Hump Day, and only a week until my own birthday! Time to celebrate, right? And what better way to celebrate than to read the latest Bostom Doms novel by Jane Henry and Maisy Archer?
In Her Protector, Tony Angelico thinks he knows all about Dominants and submissives. After all, his two brothers are unapologetic Dominants with long-term submissive partners. Tony also knows that Tessa, the woman who works for him… the one girl he can't get out of his mind… is interested in the lifestyle. But he wants no part of bossing women around, let alone dominating them.
Tessa Damon craves the attention and discipline of a strong, dominant alpha male, but she's not been able to find what she's looking for. She's attracted to Tony, and can't help fantasizing about being taken over his knee for a sound spanking. She longs for the release and comfort of submitting to a man she can trust.
The night Tony decides to give it a shot, everything changes. But can Tessa be healed from her abusive past, and find that she's worthy of love? Can they find a path that works for both of them? Will Tony finally understand that there is no one definition to cover every nuance of what being a Dominant means – not when his heart and soul know that he wants nothing more than to assume the role of Tessa's protector?
Read this sensual excerpt before you grab your copy...
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His eyes met hers and his voice was as serious as she’d ever heard when he spoke.
“You will never do that again.”
She couldn’t trust herself to speak, merely nodded. He released her and stood.
“Stand, please,” he said. She obeyed.
“Place your hands behind your head.” She obeyed. He sat on the bed, his hands on her hips as he spun her around to face him. Swiftly, he pulled down her shorts, leaving her bare, shaking, standing before him.
“Step out of them.” She did what he asked. His hands grasped her waist and he tugged her over his lap. Her belly hit his hard thighs so that she was angled, her face on the bed and her bottom perched precariously over his knee. He reached for her hand and pinned it to her lower back, as his fingers entwined with hers. The gesture was soothing, though the loss of control made her heart stutter.
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Much love,
Felicity Brandon
In Her Protector, Tony Angelico thinks he knows all about Dominants and submissives. After all, his two brothers are unapologetic Dominants with long-term submissive partners. Tony also knows that Tessa, the woman who works for him… the one girl he can't get out of his mind… is interested in the lifestyle. But he wants no part of bossing women around, let alone dominating them.
Tessa Damon craves the attention and discipline of a strong, dominant alpha male, but she's not been able to find what she's looking for. She's attracted to Tony, and can't help fantasizing about being taken over his knee for a sound spanking. She longs for the release and comfort of submitting to a man she can trust.
The night Tony decides to give it a shot, everything changes. But can Tessa be healed from her abusive past, and find that she's worthy of love? Can they find a path that works for both of them? Will Tony finally understand that there is no one definition to cover every nuance of what being a Dominant means – not when his heart and soul know that he wants nothing more than to assume the role of Tessa's protector?
Read this sensual excerpt before you grab your copy...
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His eyes met hers and his voice was as serious as she’d ever heard when he spoke.
“You will never do that again.”
She couldn’t trust herself to speak, merely nodded. He released her and stood.
“Stand, please,” he said. She obeyed.
“Place your hands behind your head.” She obeyed. He sat on the bed, his hands on her hips as he spun her around to face him. Swiftly, he pulled down her shorts, leaving her bare, shaking, standing before him.
“Step out of them.” She did what he asked. His hands grasped her waist and he tugged her over his lap. Her belly hit his hard thighs so that she was angled, her face on the bed and her bottom perched precariously over his knee. He reached for her hand and pinned it to her lower back, as his fingers entwined with hers. The gesture was soothing, though the loss of control made her heart stutter.
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THANK YOU ALL!
Much love,
Felicity Brandon
October 25, 2016
Her Alien Commander by Ashe Barker!
After the excitement and joy of hitting #1 with The Viking's Conquest
, the Brandon blog is pleased to welcome Ashe Barker's
Her Alien Commander!
After leaving Earth on what she thought would be an adventure, Caria Montgomery quickly ends up in way over her head. Captured by hostile aliens, she faces the prospect of perishing on an isolated planet until she is rescued by Commander Phahlen Verdar and his crew.
Phahlen is delighted to have a human female aboard his ship. In the years since the women of his own world were nearly wiped out by a terrible plague, taking a mate has become all but impossible for most males of his species, and he doesn’t plan to let this opportunity pass him by. His plan to claim Caria is aided by the fact that, due to the unsavoury nature of the crew of the ship on which she was travelling, she is now a wanted fugitive back on Earth.
Though Caria is initially defiant, a sound spanking on her bare bottom demonstrates her admittedly handsome future mate’s resolve. His bold dominance awakens an intense need within her, and before long she finds herself yearning for the pleasure of his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself fully to her alien commander, or will she seek to return to Earth and clear her name as soon as possible?
Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Commander includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
This sounds like one hot alien! Check out the proof right here...
Phahlen rolled onto his back, carrying Caria with him so she ended up draped across his torso, her legs straddling his much longer limbs. His cock was still deep inside her. He wrapped one arm around her slender back and with his other hand he cupped the back of her head. He lifted his head to kiss her hair.
“So, little human, you survived after all?”
She made a sound that might have been a snort.
Phahlen dropped a playful slap on her bottom. “Have you forgotten so soon what I told you about respect and insubordination?”
She lifted her face from his chest. “You still scared me. Shitless.”
“I know. I am sorry it had to be that way.”
“You can… I mean, you’re still…”
“Still inside you. Ah, yes, there was something I needed to mention about that.”
She shoved herself up on her elbows. “What?”
“I understand human males tend to—subside—after they’ve come. And that they can only find their release once, then they need a period of rest before performing again.”
“Yes,” agreed Caria. “That’s right.”
“Vahleans are less … flimsy.”
“Flimsy,” she echoed. “What do you mean, less flimsy?”
“I mean, we remain erect for much longer. As long as we choose to, pretty much. And after we ejaculate, our cocks actually swell and harden more, particularly at the head. It prevents us separating from our partner for a while.”
“A while?” Caria’s expression was perplexed. “How much of a while?”
He affected a shrug. “An hour or so. Perhaps longer. Of course, if I decide to fuck you some more it could take most of the day.”
“All day? You could continue to fuck me, the entire day?”
“A delightful prospect, now you come to mention it. I hope no emergency calls me away to attend to the needs of my ship. That would be a pity.”
“All day?” she parroted.
“Yes, little human. All fucking day.”
“But, I’ll get sore. It’s already… that thing in my bum…”
“Ah, yes. Allow me.” He slid his fingers down the crevasse between her cheeks until he reached her anus. He grasped the protruding end of the toy and drew it from her body. A quick flick of the control killed the humming, and he dropped it over the side of the bed.
“It can be your task to clean that off, later. Make sure you do a good job because you’d like me to use it again, wouldn’t you?”
Caria ignored his remark. She appeared to be having difficulty grasping his earlier comment. “All day?” she whispered.
“And all night. Not that those divisions mean much in space. I do intend to enjoy your company though, little human, and I think perhaps you’ve begun to realise you might actually enjoy mine.”
Caria dropped her gaze and rested her chin on his sternum. Neither spoke for several minutes. Phahlen was content to let her assimilate these new facts as he savoured the gentle pressure of her quivering pussy walls around his rock-solid cock. Unless she really was too sore to continue, he intended to roll her onto her back again and—
“Why?” Caria’s question disturbed his thoughts.
“Why what?”
“Why this, this…” Apparently lost for the correct word, she settled for squeezing her cunt around him.
“Ah, this. It’s an evolutionary device, I understand. It serves to increase fertility, maximising the likelihood of conception because it forces the female to remain stationary, and prone, until the male decides to let her go. I believe it will serve my purposes well.”
“Don’t you get bored?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Just lying here? Don’t you get bored?”
“For fuck’s sake, little wench, you have a lot to learn about Vahlean sexuality. And your own too, I daresay. I can assure you, boredom won’t be an issue.”
“But—”
He’d heard enough, and his cock had too. Phahlen shifted, tossing Caria onto the mattress and rolling on top of her. He would have instructed her to wrap her legs around him again, but she did it before he could speak. He grasped her still bound wrists and raised them above her head, pinning them with one hand while the other roamed her breasts. His most urgent needs already met, he took his time. Phahlen explored her at his leisure, teasing her taut peaks, her soft hollows.
“Sir, please stop. Please, I can’t bear it…”
He released her nipple to look up at her. “Caria…?”
Her eyes were closed, her mouth tight. “I need to come. Now. I need you to fuck me. Don’t make me wait.”
“As you wish, little Earth wench.” He drew back his hips and speared his cock deep inside her again. “Just as you wish.”
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Felicity Brandon
, the Brandon blog is pleased to welcome Ashe Barker's
Her Alien Commander!After leaving Earth on what she thought would be an adventure, Caria Montgomery quickly ends up in way over her head. Captured by hostile aliens, she faces the prospect of perishing on an isolated planet until she is rescued by Commander Phahlen Verdar and his crew.
Phahlen is delighted to have a human female aboard his ship. In the years since the women of his own world were nearly wiped out by a terrible plague, taking a mate has become all but impossible for most males of his species, and he doesn’t plan to let this opportunity pass him by. His plan to claim Caria is aided by the fact that, due to the unsavoury nature of the crew of the ship on which she was travelling, she is now a wanted fugitive back on Earth.
Though Caria is initially defiant, a sound spanking on her bare bottom demonstrates her admittedly handsome future mate’s resolve. His bold dominance awakens an intense need within her, and before long she finds herself yearning for the pleasure of his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself fully to her alien commander, or will she seek to return to Earth and clear her name as soon as possible?
Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Commander includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
This sounds like one hot alien! Check out the proof right here...
Phahlen rolled onto his back, carrying Caria with him so she ended up draped across his torso, her legs straddling his much longer limbs. His cock was still deep inside her. He wrapped one arm around her slender back and with his other hand he cupped the back of her head. He lifted his head to kiss her hair.
“So, little human, you survived after all?”
She made a sound that might have been a snort.
Phahlen dropped a playful slap on her bottom. “Have you forgotten so soon what I told you about respect and insubordination?”
She lifted her face from his chest. “You still scared me. Shitless.”
“I know. I am sorry it had to be that way.”
“You can… I mean, you’re still…”
“Still inside you. Ah, yes, there was something I needed to mention about that.”
She shoved herself up on her elbows. “What?”
“I understand human males tend to—subside—after they’ve come. And that they can only find their release once, then they need a period of rest before performing again.”
“Yes,” agreed Caria. “That’s right.”
“Vahleans are less … flimsy.”
“Flimsy,” she echoed. “What do you mean, less flimsy?”
“I mean, we remain erect for much longer. As long as we choose to, pretty much. And after we ejaculate, our cocks actually swell and harden more, particularly at the head. It prevents us separating from our partner for a while.”
“A while?” Caria’s expression was perplexed. “How much of a while?”
He affected a shrug. “An hour or so. Perhaps longer. Of course, if I decide to fuck you some more it could take most of the day.”
“All day? You could continue to fuck me, the entire day?”
“A delightful prospect, now you come to mention it. I hope no emergency calls me away to attend to the needs of my ship. That would be a pity.”
“All day?” she parroted.
“Yes, little human. All fucking day.”
“But, I’ll get sore. It’s already… that thing in my bum…”
“Ah, yes. Allow me.” He slid his fingers down the crevasse between her cheeks until he reached her anus. He grasped the protruding end of the toy and drew it from her body. A quick flick of the control killed the humming, and he dropped it over the side of the bed.
“It can be your task to clean that off, later. Make sure you do a good job because you’d like me to use it again, wouldn’t you?”
Caria ignored his remark. She appeared to be having difficulty grasping his earlier comment. “All day?” she whispered.
“And all night. Not that those divisions mean much in space. I do intend to enjoy your company though, little human, and I think perhaps you’ve begun to realise you might actually enjoy mine.”
Caria dropped her gaze and rested her chin on his sternum. Neither spoke for several minutes. Phahlen was content to let her assimilate these new facts as he savoured the gentle pressure of her quivering pussy walls around his rock-solid cock. Unless she really was too sore to continue, he intended to roll her onto her back again and—
“Why?” Caria’s question disturbed his thoughts.
“Why what?”
“Why this, this…” Apparently lost for the correct word, she settled for squeezing her cunt around him.
“Ah, this. It’s an evolutionary device, I understand. It serves to increase fertility, maximising the likelihood of conception because it forces the female to remain stationary, and prone, until the male decides to let her go. I believe it will serve my purposes well.”
“Don’t you get bored?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Just lying here? Don’t you get bored?”
“For fuck’s sake, little wench, you have a lot to learn about Vahlean sexuality. And your own too, I daresay. I can assure you, boredom won’t be an issue.”
“But—”
He’d heard enough, and his cock had too. Phahlen shifted, tossing Caria onto the mattress and rolling on top of her. He would have instructed her to wrap her legs around him again, but she did it before he could speak. He grasped her still bound wrists and raised them above her head, pinning them with one hand while the other roamed her breasts. His most urgent needs already met, he took his time. Phahlen explored her at his leisure, teasing her taut peaks, her soft hollows.
“Sir, please stop. Please, I can’t bear it…”
He released her nipple to look up at her. “Caria…?”
Her eyes were closed, her mouth tight. “I need to come. Now. I need you to fuck me. Don’t make me wait.”
“As you wish, little Earth wench.” He drew back his hips and speared his cock deep inside her again. “Just as you wish.”
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Felicity Brandon
October 21, 2016
Prepare to be Conquered!
Today's Saturday Showcase features little old me, and my super-hot Vikings - who finally invaded Amazon yesterday! In case you were on another planet (and missed my promotions!) then you may not have heard that The Viking's Conquest
is now live!
This is my first foray into the exciting world of historical erotic romance, and includes all of the usual delicious and debauch spanking, sexual submission and sexual humiliation that you would expect from Felicity Brandon! Check out the blurb, and see for yourself...
When she is left all but alone to defend her family's castle against an army of battle-hardened Viking raiders, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose fights valiantly but is soon overcome. After her capture by the tall, handsome leader of the northmen, Prince Anders, she is carried away along with the rest of the spoils of conquest.
Anders makes it clear to the princess that she is now his property, to do with as he likes, and he takes pleasure in stripping her bare and putting her on display. When she defies her new master, Aurelie quickly discovers that Anders will not hesitate to spank her soundly, but to her shame the painful, humiliating punishment leaves her deeply aroused.
Bound and helpless yet burning with desire, the princess finds herself longing for the bold, dominant warrior to take her hard and thoroughly, and when she surrenders to his mastery of her body the pleasure is more intense than she would have ever thought possible. Aurelie's submission to Anders grows more complete with each passing day, but when her brothers arrive with an army to seek vengeance against their old enemy she must make a fateful choice. Will she remain loyal to her family and her people, or come to the aid of her Viking prince?
Publisher's Note: The Viking's Conquest includes spankings, sexual scenes and sexual humiliation, and more. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.
If this sounds like your particular brand of vodka, then you might like to try the naughty spanking teaser next...
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“Drop the fruit. I want to hear your voice whilst you’re spanked.”
In a moment of uncharacteristic obedience, I widen my mouth a fraction and release the soft flesh of the fruit. I watch as it falls the short distance to the floor underneath me, along with a humiliating quantity of my drool. Relief washes over my jaw as it can now finally relax, although I wonder what Anders will have in mind for me next.
“Good,” he says from over me. “Now tell me, do you know why you are to be spanked?”
I flinch as he vocalises my predicament, as though hearing it out loud somehow reaffirms the sheer ignominy of it.
“I…” I pause, trying to make myself say the words. “I am to be spanked because I spilled your drinks, my Lofðungr,” I say eventually.
“True,” Anders replies, slapping the cheeks of my behind. The impact is not hard, but is just enough to wake the flesh around the area, summoning the blood there and sending the message to me: this is mine. “And why did you spill the drinks, Aurelie? What function were you serving?”
I cringe inwardly, knowing he intends to revel fully in my disgrace. “I was your table,” I say in the smallest voice possible.
“My what?” he asks, raising his voice. “I have never known the lady be so coy before this moment!”
“Your table, my Lofðungr,” I reply, pushing back the humiliated emotion that threatens to surface.
“Yes!” he cries, finally satisfied with my answer. “A table for holding my refreshments. You had one purpose only: to hold the tray of drinks and Aurelie, you failed, my sweeting. You failed in the most spectacular fashion!”
The old indignation rises in me. “I am no table!” I spit, my voice now full of venom.
He lands a hard smack against my upturned cheeks, the sound swilling around my head before the sting of the impact even registers.
“You are mine!” he says evenly. “Mine to do whatever I please with. The sooner you come to learn this, the easier your new life will be, my lady.”
He smacks me again; not full-throttle this time, but I know he means it. I take a sharp intake of breath at the impact, willing the pain to be done so that I may experience a little of that odd arousal the previous spanking had produced. A further three smacks ensue. The loud sound of his palm connecting with my flesh echoes through the confines of his quarters. I lie here over his knee, forced to accept this new dynamic: Anders, the foreign invader, now apparently the master of me. A man who can chain me up, and use me as furniture at his will.
I push against the pain as he spanks me again. The sheer force of my own obstinate pride somehow makes the process easier, although there’s no denying it does hurt. My behind feels red and inflamed already and I have no idea how long Anders intends to keep me here.
“Are you beginning to understand?” His voice booms from someplace over my head. It sounds oddly distant to my ears.
“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I say through gritted teeth as yet another smack lands across both cheeks, but even as I speak I know I do not mean it.
“Tell me then. Let me hear your learning, Aurelie. What are you?”
He pauses the spanking, perhaps to allow me to speak and I take a deep breath. Can I really say these things just to appease him? I consider my position: naked, chained, and over his lap. What choice do I have?
“I am yours, my Lofðungr,” I say, trying to detach myself from the words.
“My what?” he says, stroking the hot area he has punished.
I bite hard on my lip again, despising him for reducing me to this. “Your property!” I spit the last word out as though it threatens to choke me if I keep it inside.
“Hmm,” says Anders and I swear I can hear him smiling. “Better—but I do not believe that you mean it. Not yet anyway…”
He draws my body back a few inches from the hips, so that my aching core rises from his hard body and I am effectively bent over him from the waist.
“Spread your legs,” he says softly.
With extreme reluctance I move myself into this new, even more humiliating pose. My breasts, previously crushed under my weight, are now freed and swing softly beneath me. My face is also now less concealed and I unwittingly catch his smiling gaze in my peripheral vision. I look away at once, but not before he has noticed my error. Leaning forward, he wraps my unruly hair toward my right shoulder, exposing my face, now burning with the shame and excitement I am feeling.
“Look at me,” he commands sensually.
Slowly I turn my head ever so slightly to the left and look unwillingly into those smirking blue eyes.
“I have a feeling about you, Aurelie. Shall I share it with you?” he asks casually.
I stare at him, unwilling to answer and play his game. I can feel the old defiance rising to the surface for just the briefest moment. When I say nothing, he spanks my behind again. It feels harder from this position somehow. The sound is different and the sting feels crueller. My previously fleshy bottom is now stretched into a new stance and unbelievably I think I miss the reassurance of his body heat. I am even more exposed this way.
“Answer me!” he snaps, his hand connecting with my skin again.
“Please share it, my Lofðungr,” I reply, my voice breaking ever so slightly as the fresh pain registers.
There is a pause and I fear that he will choose to just continue spanking me like this, and then finally, he speaks again:
“I have a feeling that you actually like being treated this way, my lady.”
I look at him, my eyes no doubt sharing the indignation, resentment, and disbelief I am feeling as I register his words. How in Donrose can he know this about me? These are feelings that I myself had never known until this day!
“You’re wrong,” I splutter, but we both know I don’t mean it.
“Really?” he asks, spanking me again. I squeeze my eyes shut at the new impact, before opening them again. Anders has moved in even closer to my body in the interim. I notice for this first time that he too appears to be a little out of breath, and I wonder if this is exciting him as well. “So you don’t want me to touch your body then, Aurelie?”
His hand moves to within an inch of my left breast as he speaks. Sensing his approach, my already hard buds contract even further, betraying my need.
“No,” I say, continuing the reassuring pretence that I do in fact not want him anywhere near me.
Ignoring me, his hand finally reaches my breast, cupping it gently at first, before moving his fingers south to the nipple. I gasp as he circles it and then grabs the end, tugging at it hard. Despite my veil of disgust, his touch feels astonishingly good, goading my body. My head falls forward, no longer able to contain the desire I feel. Wordlessly he moves closer, reaching for the right breast and repeating his treatment of the left. Both nipples tighten in excitement, silently begging him for more.
A soft moan leaves my lips before I can contain myself. He laughs at the sound and I mean to chastise myself, but already my whole entity is fixed on where his hands will explore next. The left hand that had so ruthlessly, yet beautifully, tormented my breasts, runs a line down my midriff, over my tense belly to the hot, damp patch of hair between my thighs. I take short, shallow breaths, my hands planted firmly on the wooden chest beneath us, as my mind races at the sensations he creates. Anticipation about what he will choose to do next courses through me. I gasp aloud, wondering how I can possibly permit these actions to continue. At the same time his other hand spanks me hard again, sending my body into a trembling mess. The reverberations travel through my growing wetness, to where his left hand waits. Slowly he presses his palm against my skin, pushing through the soft hair, into the moist folds trembling below.
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Much love,
Felicity Brandon
is now live!This is my first foray into the exciting world of historical erotic romance, and includes all of the usual delicious and debauch spanking, sexual submission and sexual humiliation that you would expect from Felicity Brandon! Check out the blurb, and see for yourself...
When she is left all but alone to defend her family's castle against an army of battle-hardened Viking raiders, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose fights valiantly but is soon overcome. After her capture by the tall, handsome leader of the northmen, Prince Anders, she is carried away along with the rest of the spoils of conquest.
Anders makes it clear to the princess that she is now his property, to do with as he likes, and he takes pleasure in stripping her bare and putting her on display. When she defies her new master, Aurelie quickly discovers that Anders will not hesitate to spank her soundly, but to her shame the painful, humiliating punishment leaves her deeply aroused.
Bound and helpless yet burning with desire, the princess finds herself longing for the bold, dominant warrior to take her hard and thoroughly, and when she surrenders to his mastery of her body the pleasure is more intense than she would have ever thought possible. Aurelie's submission to Anders grows more complete with each passing day, but when her brothers arrive with an army to seek vengeance against their old enemy she must make a fateful choice. Will she remain loyal to her family and her people, or come to the aid of her Viking prince?
Publisher's Note: The Viking's Conquest includes spankings, sexual scenes and sexual humiliation, and more. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.
If this sounds like your particular brand of vodka, then you might like to try the naughty spanking teaser next...
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“Drop the fruit. I want to hear your voice whilst you’re spanked.”
In a moment of uncharacteristic obedience, I widen my mouth a fraction and release the soft flesh of the fruit. I watch as it falls the short distance to the floor underneath me, along with a humiliating quantity of my drool. Relief washes over my jaw as it can now finally relax, although I wonder what Anders will have in mind for me next.
“Good,” he says from over me. “Now tell me, do you know why you are to be spanked?”
I flinch as he vocalises my predicament, as though hearing it out loud somehow reaffirms the sheer ignominy of it.
“I…” I pause, trying to make myself say the words. “I am to be spanked because I spilled your drinks, my Lofðungr,” I say eventually.
“True,” Anders replies, slapping the cheeks of my behind. The impact is not hard, but is just enough to wake the flesh around the area, summoning the blood there and sending the message to me: this is mine. “And why did you spill the drinks, Aurelie? What function were you serving?”
I cringe inwardly, knowing he intends to revel fully in my disgrace. “I was your table,” I say in the smallest voice possible.
“My what?” he asks, raising his voice. “I have never known the lady be so coy before this moment!”
“Your table, my Lofðungr,” I reply, pushing back the humiliated emotion that threatens to surface.
“Yes!” he cries, finally satisfied with my answer. “A table for holding my refreshments. You had one purpose only: to hold the tray of drinks and Aurelie, you failed, my sweeting. You failed in the most spectacular fashion!”
The old indignation rises in me. “I am no table!” I spit, my voice now full of venom.
He lands a hard smack against my upturned cheeks, the sound swilling around my head before the sting of the impact even registers.
“You are mine!” he says evenly. “Mine to do whatever I please with. The sooner you come to learn this, the easier your new life will be, my lady.”
He smacks me again; not full-throttle this time, but I know he means it. I take a sharp intake of breath at the impact, willing the pain to be done so that I may experience a little of that odd arousal the previous spanking had produced. A further three smacks ensue. The loud sound of his palm connecting with my flesh echoes through the confines of his quarters. I lie here over his knee, forced to accept this new dynamic: Anders, the foreign invader, now apparently the master of me. A man who can chain me up, and use me as furniture at his will.
I push against the pain as he spanks me again. The sheer force of my own obstinate pride somehow makes the process easier, although there’s no denying it does hurt. My behind feels red and inflamed already and I have no idea how long Anders intends to keep me here.
“Are you beginning to understand?” His voice booms from someplace over my head. It sounds oddly distant to my ears.
“Yes, my Lofðungr,” I say through gritted teeth as yet another smack lands across both cheeks, but even as I speak I know I do not mean it.
“Tell me then. Let me hear your learning, Aurelie. What are you?”
He pauses the spanking, perhaps to allow me to speak and I take a deep breath. Can I really say these things just to appease him? I consider my position: naked, chained, and over his lap. What choice do I have?
“I am yours, my Lofðungr,” I say, trying to detach myself from the words.
“My what?” he says, stroking the hot area he has punished.
I bite hard on my lip again, despising him for reducing me to this. “Your property!” I spit the last word out as though it threatens to choke me if I keep it inside.
“Hmm,” says Anders and I swear I can hear him smiling. “Better—but I do not believe that you mean it. Not yet anyway…”
He draws my body back a few inches from the hips, so that my aching core rises from his hard body and I am effectively bent over him from the waist.
“Spread your legs,” he says softly.
With extreme reluctance I move myself into this new, even more humiliating pose. My breasts, previously crushed under my weight, are now freed and swing softly beneath me. My face is also now less concealed and I unwittingly catch his smiling gaze in my peripheral vision. I look away at once, but not before he has noticed my error. Leaning forward, he wraps my unruly hair toward my right shoulder, exposing my face, now burning with the shame and excitement I am feeling.
“Look at me,” he commands sensually.
Slowly I turn my head ever so slightly to the left and look unwillingly into those smirking blue eyes.
“I have a feeling about you, Aurelie. Shall I share it with you?” he asks casually.
I stare at him, unwilling to answer and play his game. I can feel the old defiance rising to the surface for just the briefest moment. When I say nothing, he spanks my behind again. It feels harder from this position somehow. The sound is different and the sting feels crueller. My previously fleshy bottom is now stretched into a new stance and unbelievably I think I miss the reassurance of his body heat. I am even more exposed this way.
“Answer me!” he snaps, his hand connecting with my skin again.
“Please share it, my Lofðungr,” I reply, my voice breaking ever so slightly as the fresh pain registers.
There is a pause and I fear that he will choose to just continue spanking me like this, and then finally, he speaks again:
“I have a feeling that you actually like being treated this way, my lady.”
I look at him, my eyes no doubt sharing the indignation, resentment, and disbelief I am feeling as I register his words. How in Donrose can he know this about me? These are feelings that I myself had never known until this day!
“You’re wrong,” I splutter, but we both know I don’t mean it.
“Really?” he asks, spanking me again. I squeeze my eyes shut at the new impact, before opening them again. Anders has moved in even closer to my body in the interim. I notice for this first time that he too appears to be a little out of breath, and I wonder if this is exciting him as well. “So you don’t want me to touch your body then, Aurelie?”
His hand moves to within an inch of my left breast as he speaks. Sensing his approach, my already hard buds contract even further, betraying my need.
“No,” I say, continuing the reassuring pretence that I do in fact not want him anywhere near me.
Ignoring me, his hand finally reaches my breast, cupping it gently at first, before moving his fingers south to the nipple. I gasp as he circles it and then grabs the end, tugging at it hard. Despite my veil of disgust, his touch feels astonishingly good, goading my body. My head falls forward, no longer able to contain the desire I feel. Wordlessly he moves closer, reaching for the right breast and repeating his treatment of the left. Both nipples tighten in excitement, silently begging him for more.
A soft moan leaves my lips before I can contain myself. He laughs at the sound and I mean to chastise myself, but already my whole entity is fixed on where his hands will explore next. The left hand that had so ruthlessly, yet beautifully, tormented my breasts, runs a line down my midriff, over my tense belly to the hot, damp patch of hair between my thighs. I take short, shallow breaths, my hands planted firmly on the wooden chest beneath us, as my mind races at the sensations he creates. Anticipation about what he will choose to do next courses through me. I gasp aloud, wondering how I can possibly permit these actions to continue. At the same time his other hand spanks me hard again, sending my body into a trembling mess. The reverberations travel through my growing wetness, to where his left hand waits. Slowly he presses his palm against my skin, pushing through the soft hair, into the moist folds trembling below.
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Happy reading and enjoy your weekend everyone!
Much love,
Felicity Brandon
October 19, 2016
Casey's Choice by Alexis Alvarez
It's hump day, and you know what that means... Time for another scorching read! This week Alexis Alvarez presents her hot, new BDSM romance, Casey's Choice
. I have just finished reading this book - and I can tell you - this is HAWT! Read my review here: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
When trendy young artist Casey Reilly sneaks into Chicago’s most exclusive club under a fake name, it isn’t long before two rich, handsome men are vying for her attention. The club’s owner, billionaire Jax Hunter, is the first to make his move, but when he discovers her deception he has difficulty forgiving Casey.
After Hunter’s cold response to the truth about Casey’s identity leave her dejected, Max Abbott doesn’t waste time in stepping in to pick up the pieces, and he promptly gets to work on mending her broken heart. But when Hunter decides to try to win her back, Casey will have to make the most important choice of her life.
Read the super sexy excerpt and see for yourself just how delicious this book is...
“What do you think, Casey? Think I know what to do?” He held up his hands, ran one finger over his lips. “Think I know how to make a woman scream in pleasure?” He raised one eyebrow. “Answer me.” His voice was harder now. “Tell me what you think I might do to you tonight if you’re a good girl.” He sat up and leaned his elbows on his knees. “Or else you won’t get anything from me.”
She sucked in a breath. “I think – I think your lips are like magic. If you lick my clit, it will feel like a butterfly kiss, like raindrops, like a storm on the sea. Your fingers will touch me like a thousand points of pleasure. And if you fuck me…” her voice trailed off.
“Yes?”
“I’ll combust.”
His eyes flashed at her, dark and dangerous. “Walk to the kitchen.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He stood up. “We’re going to find a few things, Casey, and I’ll need your help.”
“What kind of things?” Nervous now, she shifted from one foot to the other.
“What kinds of things?” he mused. “Well, considering you begged for a punishment, maybe you can use your imagination. I’m surely going to.” He put one hand on her shoulder to guide her. “You are going to find me ten different implements I can use to spank you, Casey. And if they’re not severe enough, I’ll make you pick five more. Understand?”
She gulped. “Severe enough?”
“That’s right. Pick a few things that you think will sting. And a few that will hurt like hell.” He gave her one sharp slap on her ass that made her squeal and jump. “Understand me?” He gave her a wicked smile.
....
Ready to buy? Grab your copy here:
https://www.amazon.com/Caseys-Choice-...
Enjoy your reading!
Felicity Brandon
. I have just finished reading this book - and I can tell you - this is HAWT! Read my review here: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...When trendy young artist Casey Reilly sneaks into Chicago’s most exclusive club under a fake name, it isn’t long before two rich, handsome men are vying for her attention. The club’s owner, billionaire Jax Hunter, is the first to make his move, but when he discovers her deception he has difficulty forgiving Casey.
After Hunter’s cold response to the truth about Casey’s identity leave her dejected, Max Abbott doesn’t waste time in stepping in to pick up the pieces, and he promptly gets to work on mending her broken heart. But when Hunter decides to try to win her back, Casey will have to make the most important choice of her life.
Read the super sexy excerpt and see for yourself just how delicious this book is...
“What do you think, Casey? Think I know what to do?” He held up his hands, ran one finger over his lips. “Think I know how to make a woman scream in pleasure?” He raised one eyebrow. “Answer me.” His voice was harder now. “Tell me what you think I might do to you tonight if you’re a good girl.” He sat up and leaned his elbows on his knees. “Or else you won’t get anything from me.”
She sucked in a breath. “I think – I think your lips are like magic. If you lick my clit, it will feel like a butterfly kiss, like raindrops, like a storm on the sea. Your fingers will touch me like a thousand points of pleasure. And if you fuck me…” her voice trailed off.
“Yes?”
“I’ll combust.”
His eyes flashed at her, dark and dangerous. “Walk to the kitchen.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He stood up. “We’re going to find a few things, Casey, and I’ll need your help.”
“What kind of things?” Nervous now, she shifted from one foot to the other.
“What kinds of things?” he mused. “Well, considering you begged for a punishment, maybe you can use your imagination. I’m surely going to.” He put one hand on her shoulder to guide her. “You are going to find me ten different implements I can use to spank you, Casey. And if they’re not severe enough, I’ll make you pick five more. Understand?”
She gulped. “Severe enough?”
“That’s right. Pick a few things that you think will sting. And a few that will hurt like hell.” He gave her one sharp slap on her ass that made her squeal and jump. “Understand me?” He gave her a wicked smile.
....
Ready to buy? Grab your copy here:
https://www.amazon.com/Caseys-Choice-...
Enjoy your reading!
Felicity Brandon
October 18, 2016
Naked Bluff, Texas by Anita Philmar
This Tuesday, the Brandon blog features Naked Bluff, Texas Volume 1, by Anita Philmar!
This awesome collection features
"In Deep Water", "In Too Deep" and "More Than Ready"; check out the blurbs to these hot stories right here:
"In Deep Water" -
Wading into the water, Carolyn Evans takes one step too far and finds herself neck¬-deep in the river and fighting for her life.
After saving Carolyn from drowning, Zack Goodman is trapped in an awkward situation when they’re both rescued by a steamboat and hauled on deck.
Naked and embarrassed, Carolyn is quick to save them from humiliation and claims they are married.
Will Zack release her from her claim of matrimony? Or will he teach her once words are spoken...they are not so easily retracted?
"In Too Deep" –
On the banks of the Trinity River, Sadie Pepperman is looking for a chance to escape the demands of her in-laws. With her husband’s dead, they want her to marry her brother-in-law so they can take control of her farm.
Suddenly, the peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the river. Rushing to save her, Sadie meets a handsome stranger that ignites her dormant lust. She sees her friend rescued by a steamship and backs away from Logan Jansen, only to turn her ankle.
The agonizing pain leaves Sadie with the inability to walk. Needing help, she offers Logan a place to stay if he’ll help with the chores on her farm. With his agreement, Sadie adds another problem to her list. Now, not only does she have to worry about how to bring her crops in from the field and run her farm alone but she also has to fight her attraction to Logan.
Can Sadie end her in-laws’ interference in her life,
run her farm alone,
and give love another chance?
"More Than Ready" -
After losing his brother, Kirk Pepperman planned a future with Richard’s wife, Sadie. Kirk wanted to honor his brother and take care of Sadie. She had other ideas and married another man. Now, Kirk is uncertain what he should do with his life.
Mary Beth Owens knows her parents are arranging for her to marry Kirk. The problem is he’s been stuck on the wrong woman for years. Mary Beth is determined to find out if he can please her. If not, then she has no desire to marry him either.
Can these two let go of the past and move into the future?
Now, here's two spicy little excerpts from the book...
Need burned through her, and she lifted her body to offer him more. He didn’t disappoint and switched to her other nipple. Again, the sucking action drove her closer and closer to the edge.
She shifted impatiently beneath him and lifted one leg to rest her foot on his wet pants’ leg. With him still dressed, they had a small barrier between them. Yet, the hard line of his erection continued to bite into her thigh.
“Zack...” That was his name, right?
His mouth popped free, and he lifted his gaze to hers. The hand he’d used to caress her breast slipped lower. His fingers danced over her ribs and eased to the center of her belly. “You know, as your husband, I do have certain rights.”
She gasped as he brushed a fingertip over her pussy.
“You’re already wet.” He traced her delicate lips and offered a few brief swipes against her clit.
......................................
Stepping to her side, he bent and lifted her up into his arms. “Sugar, let’s move you into the bedroom where you’ll be more comfortable.”
She moaned and nuzzled her face against his neck. “It’s so hot in here. Can you help me get out of this dress?”
He smiled at the invitation to remove her clothes and strolled across the room. With her three sheets into the wind, he had no intention of doing anything besides enjoying the view. “Sure, as soon as I set you on the bed.”
“Thank you.” She raked a hand through his hair. Her fingers massaged his scalp. She murmured, “I have no resistance when it comes to a blond-haired, blue-eyed fiend.”
She giggled, “Let’s just strip off our clothes and fuck like bunnies.”
“What about your foot? Does it still hurt?” Logan tried to remain grounded, even though his groin tightened with need and he had to work not to take her suggestion seriously.
A frown formed on her brow. “Hey. What did I do to it?”
“You twisted it, remember?” He eased her onto the bed and grabbed an extra pillow that was leaning against the headboard.
“Man, it hurts like the devil.” She lifted her leg as if touching the surface hurt.
Balling up the bundle of fluff, he shoved the pillow under her calf to hold her foot aloft.
She sighed and clawed at the buttons of her dress. “It’s hotter than a billy-goat in a pepper patch in here.”
Familiar with wild southern expressions, Logan tugged her skirt up around her waist and shoved it over her hips. Every second revealed another inch of milky-white flesh. The back of his fingers brushed her soft-as-silk skin. He struggled to ignore the alluring caress and focus on the task at hand.
“Now, if you’ll rise a bit, I’ll pull this over your head.” Logan yanked the fabric upward and freed her from both her dress and her camisole.
“Oh, that feels so much better.” Sadie sank back onto her mattress and stared at him. “If you’ll simply shuck off your clothes, then we’ll heat the house up in another way.”
Grab your copy here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Western-Histor...
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/naked...
What about Anita?
Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.
Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.
Naughty or Nice?
Read her books and decide. Find her here: Author.to/AnitaPhilmarBooks
Stay tuned, the title and cover reveal for my new spanking romance are coming in the next two days! The book will be released THIS FRIDAY (21st)! I can't wait to get this book out there!
Until then,
Felicity Brandon
This awesome collection features"In Deep Water", "In Too Deep" and "More Than Ready"; check out the blurbs to these hot stories right here:
"In Deep Water" -
Wading into the water, Carolyn Evans takes one step too far and finds herself neck¬-deep in the river and fighting for her life.
After saving Carolyn from drowning, Zack Goodman is trapped in an awkward situation when they’re both rescued by a steamboat and hauled on deck.
Naked and embarrassed, Carolyn is quick to save them from humiliation and claims they are married.
Will Zack release her from her claim of matrimony? Or will he teach her once words are spoken...they are not so easily retracted?
"In Too Deep" –
On the banks of the Trinity River, Sadie Pepperman is looking for a chance to escape the demands of her in-laws. With her husband’s dead, they want her to marry her brother-in-law so they can take control of her farm.
Suddenly, the peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the river. Rushing to save her, Sadie meets a handsome stranger that ignites her dormant lust. She sees her friend rescued by a steamship and backs away from Logan Jansen, only to turn her ankle.
The agonizing pain leaves Sadie with the inability to walk. Needing help, she offers Logan a place to stay if he’ll help with the chores on her farm. With his agreement, Sadie adds another problem to her list. Now, not only does she have to worry about how to bring her crops in from the field and run her farm alone but she also has to fight her attraction to Logan.
Can Sadie end her in-laws’ interference in her life,
run her farm alone,
and give love another chance?
"More Than Ready" -
After losing his brother, Kirk Pepperman planned a future with Richard’s wife, Sadie. Kirk wanted to honor his brother and take care of Sadie. She had other ideas and married another man. Now, Kirk is uncertain what he should do with his life.
Mary Beth Owens knows her parents are arranging for her to marry Kirk. The problem is he’s been stuck on the wrong woman for years. Mary Beth is determined to find out if he can please her. If not, then she has no desire to marry him either.
Can these two let go of the past and move into the future?
Now, here's two spicy little excerpts from the book...
Need burned through her, and she lifted her body to offer him more. He didn’t disappoint and switched to her other nipple. Again, the sucking action drove her closer and closer to the edge.
She shifted impatiently beneath him and lifted one leg to rest her foot on his wet pants’ leg. With him still dressed, they had a small barrier between them. Yet, the hard line of his erection continued to bite into her thigh.
“Zack...” That was his name, right?
His mouth popped free, and he lifted his gaze to hers. The hand he’d used to caress her breast slipped lower. His fingers danced over her ribs and eased to the center of her belly. “You know, as your husband, I do have certain rights.”
She gasped as he brushed a fingertip over her pussy.
“You’re already wet.” He traced her delicate lips and offered a few brief swipes against her clit.
......................................
Stepping to her side, he bent and lifted her up into his arms. “Sugar, let’s move you into the bedroom where you’ll be more comfortable.”
She moaned and nuzzled her face against his neck. “It’s so hot in here. Can you help me get out of this dress?”
He smiled at the invitation to remove her clothes and strolled across the room. With her three sheets into the wind, he had no intention of doing anything besides enjoying the view. “Sure, as soon as I set you on the bed.”
“Thank you.” She raked a hand through his hair. Her fingers massaged his scalp. She murmured, “I have no resistance when it comes to a blond-haired, blue-eyed fiend.”
She giggled, “Let’s just strip off our clothes and fuck like bunnies.”
“What about your foot? Does it still hurt?” Logan tried to remain grounded, even though his groin tightened with need and he had to work not to take her suggestion seriously.
A frown formed on her brow. “Hey. What did I do to it?”
“You twisted it, remember?” He eased her onto the bed and grabbed an extra pillow that was leaning against the headboard.
“Man, it hurts like the devil.” She lifted her leg as if touching the surface hurt.
Balling up the bundle of fluff, he shoved the pillow under her calf to hold her foot aloft.
She sighed and clawed at the buttons of her dress. “It’s hotter than a billy-goat in a pepper patch in here.”
Familiar with wild southern expressions, Logan tugged her skirt up around her waist and shoved it over her hips. Every second revealed another inch of milky-white flesh. The back of his fingers brushed her soft-as-silk skin. He struggled to ignore the alluring caress and focus on the task at hand.
“Now, if you’ll rise a bit, I’ll pull this over your head.” Logan yanked the fabric upward and freed her from both her dress and her camisole.
“Oh, that feels so much better.” Sadie sank back onto her mattress and stared at him. “If you’ll simply shuck off your clothes, then we’ll heat the house up in another way.”
Grab your copy here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Western-Histor...
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/naked...
What about Anita?
Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.
Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.
Naughty or Nice?
Read her books and decide. Find her here: Author.to/AnitaPhilmarBooks
Stay tuned, the title and cover reveal for my new spanking romance are coming in the next two days! The book will be released THIS FRIDAY (21st)! I can't wait to get this book out there!
Until then,
Felicity Brandon
