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A Carnal Christmas Is Coming December 15th!

Yes, I know it's been forever, but hopefully it'll be worth the wait. :)

To celebrate my upcoming release, I'm giving away a $50 Amazon gift card and an autographed print copy of any book from my backlist...TIMES TWO! To enter the contest, just check out the blurb and excerpt below and then leave a comment telling me how excited you are. :D The contest ends at midnight on December 14th, and the winners will be announced by noon on December 15th.



Custom farmer Joe Remke once thought he would never be happy again. Fortunately, Ariel Jane Pender and Brent Andersen had other ideas, and now the three of them are building a farmhouse—and a future—together. Toss in the occasional orgy with Hake and Mandy Stivers, and life just doesn’t get any better.

Or so Joe tells himself when his darkest fears whisper to him at night, urging him to leave while he can still survive on his own.

But it may already be too late—Mandy and Hake are coming for the holidays, and they’ve got a lot more than visions of sugar plums and noncon role-play dancing in their heads. The bombshell they’re about to drop could put an end to Joe…

Or give him the faith he needs to stay forever.

 

» Unedited Excerpt « A Very Carnal Prologue  

August...

 

Orgies were the best birthday surprise ever.

“I’m loving you guys so hard right now,” Mandy panted, sucking at the sun-weathered flesh of Joe’s neck while Brent kissed and licked his way down her spine. They’d only been naked for five minutes and already she was anxious for somebody, anybody, to fuck her.

“Say ‘Thank you, Hake and AJ, for planning this,’” Joe prompted in a deep rumble that made the skin under her lips vibrate.

She raised her head just enough to focus on her husband, who was right beside them on the plush king-size hotel mattress, his long lean body stretched out over AJ’s in the warm light of a summer evening. He looked incredibly hot holding her down by her wrists while he devoured her small breast. When he glanced up at Mandy without raising his head, she batted her lashes at him. “Thank you, Hake and Ariel Jane, for planning this.”

Hake grinned and drew back with hollowed cheeks, pulling her flesh taut, making her whimper and writhe in his hold. Then he released the suction with a smacking sound, letting the juicy little mound bounce back onto her chest. “You’re welcome. You’re also still getting a spanking for sulking all the way here.”

“I was not sulking,” Mandy said automatically. Snared by the sight of AJ’s pink nipple, she caved to temptation without a whimper and leaned to the side, capturing the deliciously hard, wet morsel in her own mouth. God, three months was way too long between visits.

“Hey…” Hake nudged her chin with his arm, rudely separating her from her prize. “You’ve got your own toys to play with.”

“It is my birthday orgy,” she reminded him, grazing his elbow with her teeth as she drew back.. “And I wasn’t sulking.”

“Oh yeah? What would you call it then, Greedy McSulkypants?”

“I was just...missing them.” Knowing she was going to miss them again all too soon, she laid her head on Joe’s shoulder with a sigh and rubbed her cheek on the smooth skin covering his deltoid. In response, he pressed a kiss to her hair, caressing her back with gentle hands, and Mandy smiled almost wistfully. He’d really changed since he got together with AJ and Brent. He laughed more, talked more, and was much more relaxed and affectionate than she would have suspected. In fact, he was a very lovable man. Almost too lovable—just like Brent and AJ.

“In other words, you were sulking,” Hake said, his brown eyes twinkling.

Beating back animpending case of the blues, she stuck her tongue out at him. “Okay, so maybe I was, but just a little and definitely not all the way here. If you’d told me they were meeting us, I wouldn’t have sulked at all.”

“But then it wouldn’t have been a surprise,” AJ told her with a sly smile.

“It was a great surprise,” Mandy allowed, sighing again at the memory of all three of them bursting through the hotel's connecting door, yelling “Happy birthday!” She’d jumped and screamed like a teenager until Hake grabbed her, slapped a hand over her mouth and told her to save it for the concert tomorrow night. Being a nice wife, she didn't tell him that seeing Ed Sheeran live in Denver couldn't hold a candle to finding Joe, Brent and AJ in their hotel room.

“Wish we’d had a camera on you,” Brent chuckled, squeezing her hips and leaning into her until his hot cock rested between her ass cheeks. “You’re cute when you get that excited.”

She blushed. “I’m glad you didn’t. I need to start acting my age.”

“God forbid,” Joe said against her hair. “Although maybe you should act at least eighteen so we don’t feel like dirty old men when we give you your birthday present.”

Intrigued and a little breathless now, she rested her elbows on his chest and peered into his heavy-lidded blue eyes. “Oh yeah?”

Every time the five of them got together, the guys fed Mandy’s muse with some kinky new sexual adventure, often gleaned from one of her books, and a couple of them had pushed even her limits. The last one, for instance—she’d made the mistake of including a fisting scene in her newest manuscript and Hake had been all over it. Fortunately for her, he’d decided his hands were too big and used AJ as his proxy while Brent and Joe made sure Mandy was too aroused to care what went into her pussy, as long as something did, “and now, dammit!”

The memory of Ariel’s work-hardened little fist thrusting carefully inside her at Hake’s direction made Mandy clench on a fresh swell of arousal and grind against the man between her thighs.

Joe’s chuckle felt like an earthquake under belly. “Feels like you and your fertile imagination are starting without us.”

She smirked as she cupped his jaw and ran her thumb over his salt-and-pepper moustache. “You’ll have to work fast to catch up with me, Josiah.”

“Oh-ho, it’s on now,” Brent declared, pulling her up to kneel over Joe and handing him a condom. “We can’t let a challenge like that go unanswered...”

FrankenDom's Monster Revised Playlist

Back by popular demand is my FrankenDom's Monster playlist. Thanks to my 17yo son, I've revised it quite a bit since the last time I posted--he's got great taste in music! See anything you like on this list? :D
Monster -- Imagine DragonsGood Man -- Devour the DayMz. Hyde -- HalestormScream -- Avenged SevenfoldTear Away -- Drowning PoolWorld So Cold -- Three Days GraceChalk Outline -- Three Days GraceFreak Like Me -- HalestormAnimal I Have Become -- Three Days GraceNever Too Late -- Three Days GraceMisery Loves My Company -- Three Days GracePain -- Three Days GraceBuried Alive -- Avenged SevenfoldBreak In -- HailstormNothing Left to Say -- Imagine DragonsBring Me to Life -- EvanescenceSail -- AWOLNATIONBeautiful with You -- HailstormPrivate parts -- HailstormSo Cold -- Breaking BenjaminLights Out -- Breaking BenjaminFade Away -- Breaking BenjaminI Will Not Bow -- Breaking BenjaminCrawl -- Breaking BenjaminGive Me A Sign -- Breaking BenjaminHopeless -- Breaking BenjaminWhat Lies Beneath -- Breaking BenjaminAnthem of the Angels -- Breaking BenjaminDear Agony -- Breaking BenjaminInto the Nothing -- Breaking BenjaminWithout You -- Breaking BenjaminIf Only You Knew -- ShinedownBreaking Inside -- ShinedownCall Me -- ShinedownAddicted -- Saving AbelBreakdown -- Seether

Alien Contest Winner!

All right, my faithful readers, it's time! I assigned each of you a number and used my handy-dandy random number generator to pick one...

And the winner is ~AprilMarie4u~!
Congratulations! Just email me at robinrotham@yahoo.com for the details.

And thank you to everyone who played! I'll see you again on release day!

Alien Release Contest!

Get ready to read! In honor of Amorous Overnight's upcoming release on February 25th, I'm giving away an Alien Trilogy--an e-ARC of Amorous Overnight and copies (either autographed print or ebook) of both Alien Overnight and Enemy Overnight--to TWO lucky winners.

To enter, just check out the excerpts on my blog and/or my Coming Soon page, then leave a comment below telling me which character you're most looking forward to reading about. *grin* The contest ends at midnight on February 15th, and the winners will be announced by noon on February 16th.

Good luck!

Giveaways Galore on 12 Days of Smutketeers' Xmas!

Don't forget to head over to the Smutketeers blog, where we're hosting our annual 12 Days of Smutketeer Xmas event! We're featuring tons of awesome books and giving away 13 prize packages, including a $300 gift card!

But remember, you have to read and comment every day to win. It's not too late--all the posts are still up, so hie yourself over there and get busy!     

PLAYLIST!!! FrankenDom's Monster Mashup

 

All right, freaky readers, at the request of Ursula, here it is--my playlist for FrankenDom's Monster. I SO cannot wait to write this book! It's going to be my January project. If I can write it as fast as I wrote FrankenDom, it will be done before Valentine's Day. *fingers crossed*

Monster -- Imagine DragonsGood Man -- Devour the DayScream -- Avenged SevenfoldTear Away -- Drowning PoolWorld So Cold -- Three Days GraceChalk Outline -- Three Days GraceFreak Like Me -- HalestormAnimal I Have Become -- Three Days GraceNever Too Late -- Three Days GraceMisery Loves My Company -- Three Days GracePain -- Three Days GraceBuried Alive -- Avenged SevenfoldBreak In -- HailstormTiptoe -- Imagine DragonsNothing Left to Say -- Imagine DragonsWinter In My Heart -- VastNothing Else Matters -- ApocalypticaLove Hurts -- IncubusIn Your Room -- Depeche Mode (The original, NOT the remastered version from Warner Brothers!)Fade to Black -- ApocalypticaS.O.S. (Anything But Love) -- Apocalyptica (featuring Cristina Scabbia)Pretty When You Cry -- VastBring Me to Life -- EvanescenceSail -- AWOLNATIONBeautiful with You -- HailstormPrivate parts -- HailstormAny other suggestions for me?

A Kinky X-Mas Carol Boxed Set!

Hey, groovy guys and dolls! Remember the holiday novella series that Smutketeers Eden Bradley, R.G. Alexander and I wrote last December--Getting Scrooged, Marley In Chains and Not So Tiny Tim? Well guess what...

We've just re-released them together as a holiday boxed set! A Kinky X-mas Carol is available right now for just 99¢ so if you haven't read them yet, now's your chance to do it at a great price!

The Smutketeers Present: A Kinky Xmas Carol
The Knight Family is a wealthy, powerful Chicago clan that knows everything there is to know about making money--but they still have plenty to learn about love...lessons they'll be taught as they face their ghosts, fulfill their fantasies and finally discover the magic of Christmas in this three novella ménage anthology.

Eden Bradley's Getting Scrooged
Blinded to the present... Holly Knight doesn't have time for Christmas or for "closer" Ebenezer Hall. She can't deny that the chemistry is sizzling hot, and things get even hotter when Ben's friends and long-time lovers Justin and Kit arrive in Chicago. Can an infamous playboy and a hard-hearted corporate mogul ever admit to their heart's desires? Or will it take a little holiday magic for them to realize that all they want for Christmas is each other?

Robin L. Rotham's Not So Tiny Tim
Avoiding the future... Video game mogul, philanthropist and heir to the Knight empire, Tim Crichton has three F-zones--the friend zone, the family zone, and the, er... fun-buddy zone. No crossover is allowed because it might create a fourth--the forever zone--and Tim knows forever just isn't in the cards for him. But with Peter and Miranda together, a little Christmas magic quickly escalates to a scorching holiday encounter that will either rescue Tim from a lonely future...or cost him the two most important people in his life.

R.G. Alexander's Marley In Chains
Running from the past... Marley Knight-Williams has avoided the ghosts of her past for seventeen years. Now, after one thoughtless decision and too many margaritas, they've found her. Her memories, her heartache...and her men, Michael and Carlos. Just in time for the holidays. Time has changed them all, but it's only banked the embers of their passion, and when the flames flare to life, they burn hotter than ever. Will the heat be enough to sear away the obstacles that stand between them? Or will it drive them apart before they can finish what they started all those years ago?

3 Hot Holiday Menage Romances from The Smutketeers...
just in time for the holidays!

Awesome Pie Crust, the Easy Way!

Okay, so I thought I'd posted this recipe before but I guess not.  So here's how you make a really nice, short pie crust in your food processor. I saw this on the Food Network once upon a time and modified the recipe a little bit to accommodate my taste for a shorter, more savory crust.  This is enough dough for 2 crusts (1 top, 1 bottom or 2 bottom) or 3 if you're really good at making thin crust...

Slice into one-tablespoon chunks and freeze on a plate:

1 stick (1/2 C) butter
1/2 stick (1/2 C) butter-flavored Crisco

Have a teacup of ice water ready to dip your tablespoon into.

With the chopping blade in your food processor, mix:

2 C flour
1 scant teaspoon salt

Quickly drop the frozen chunks of butter and Crisco into the flour mix 1-2 at a time, chopping them up until the mixture resembles cornmeal.

Take the lid off the food processor, stir the mealy flour mix down off the sides, and drizzle 4-5 T of ice water over it. Put lid back on and PULSE the blade until the mix rolls up into a ball of dough. Once it's in a ball, take it out and split in half (or thirds, if you like really thin crust). Take the one (or two) you're not ready to use, shape into a patty and refrigerate until ready to roll out.

Flour your surface and roll out the other half. Do this as quickly as you can, working it as little as possible to keep the little frozen slivers whole--the secret to light, flaky pie crust. When pie dough gets too warm and the fat gets worked into the flour, the crust turns out tough.

Bake the pie according to your recipe. This crust does NOT over-brown easily, so it's good for pies (like apple) that require longer baking times.

Yay, it’s finally release day for Amorous Overnight, and ...

Yay, it’s finally release day for Amorous Overnight, and I’m thrilled to be here with the lovely and generous Cristal Ryder!

When I wrote Alien Overnight lo these many years ago, I had no idea that Shelley Bonham would have her own book—I just thought she was a nurse (one of my own personal heroes), a great friend and the perfect foil for the heroine of that book, Dr. Monica Teague (aka Monica the Intrepid). Monica was thrilled to be living among the aliens and headed to a distant planet, while Shelley was practically afraid of her own shadow—she only took the job at the alien mating compound for the money and couldn’t wait to get away from the aliens themselves.

It took me a while to dig out the real Shelley, the one who was a heroine rather than a victim—the nurturing protector I’d planted the seeds for in Alien Overnight—but I think it was worth the time and effort. She turned out to be someone I’d really love to hang out and be friends with. I hope you like her, too. :D

And as for the sexy alien heroes of this story…Cecine and Hastion turned absolutely everything I’d originally thought about them upside down. Both of them proved once again that appearances can be deceptive—that strength can cover deep vulnerability and looking meek and mild-mannered doesn’t mean you can’t kick ass and take names later when the need arises.



Blurb:What's better than one hot alien at your service? Two hot aliens in your bed!

After four months of orbiting Earth in a spaceship bursting with sex-starved aliens, nurse Shelley Bonham will do just about anything to get off. The ship, that is.

Not that the aliens aren’t hot enough to put her hormones on red alert. In fact, the more time she spends with the Garathani leader and his personal guard Hastion, the more she wants them. Knowing what Cecine and Hastion are doing to each other when nobody's looking only makes it harder to keep her hands to herself.

But she’s already been betrayed by one alien—her dead douchebag of a husband. Can she trust her future—and her children—to another?

Reader Advisory: Contains the usual Robin L. Rotham smorgasbord of m/m/f ménage and D/s elements, plus a shipload of alien alphas in outer space.

R-Rated Excerpt:
Cecine’s naked torso streamed with sweat as he ran uphill, using one of the scenic programs Jasmine had designed. It was a challenging course, with steep slopes, panoramic mountain vistas, and an abundance of Terran flora and fauna, but he saw little beyond his upcoming engagement with the ensign. Anticipation had taken a severe enough toll on his own concentration that he’d excused himself from the council’s morning meeting and come to the training center to work off some of his excitement.

After his workout, he might make use of the probe too so that he had all his wits about him in the arena. It wouldn’t do to spook the ensign or betray the intimate nature of their relationship to any warriors who happened to be in attendance.

“Minister Cecine, Shelley Bonham seeks an audience with you.”

Frowning, he slowed to a walk. “End program, Empran, and direct her to come to my quarters in ten minutes.”

“Affirmative.”

The flare field vanished and he leapt off the aerobic platform. Slinging his towel around his neck, he picked up his hydration bottle and drained it before exiting the Command training center. When he strode through the door, he nearly collided with Shelley Bonham.

She reeled back with a squeak and would have fallen if he hadn’t seized her flailing arm to yank her upright. Pulling away at once, she stood there gawking at him and rubbing the spot on her bare arm where he’d touched her.

“Ms. Bonham,” he acknowledged with a nod. “I beg your pardon. I’d intended to shower and dress before greeting you.”

Her mouth still slightly ajar, she nodded at him, her eyes flickering up and down between his face and his bare chest, which was still dripping with sweat. Amused, he grabbed the towel and mopped off his face and neck while her gaze ventured all the way down to his bare feet and back up.

“You’re welcome to wait in my sitting area while I make myself more presentable,” he invited, gesturing down the curving corridor.

The rosy hue in her cheeks deepened to a splotchy red. “No! I mean, that’s okay, I…”

Her eyes slid down to his chest again as if drawn by a powerful magnet and Cecine bit the inner skin of his lower lip to keep from grinning. If he’d known she would react this strongly to the sight of his body, he’d have made it a point to accidentally intrude on one of her private sessions in the Ccommand training center weeks ago.

Then the tip of her little pink tongue darted out to moisten her lips.

Swearing silently, he closed his eyes for a moment and tried to stem the rush of arousal. Peserin, did she truly have no idea what the sight of a wet, healthy tongue did to a horny male?

When he opened them, her gaze had drifted below his waist once more.

So much for stemming the arousal. Against his will, hot blood pounded through his already overwarm body, tightening every muscle and thickening his cock.

He subdued a growl of frustration. As her mate, he had every right to grab her by her lacy tail of yellow hair, claim her pretty tongue and lush pink rosebud lips with his mouth and then pull down his exercise brief and claim them again with his cock. If she had any idea of the restraint he was exercising at the moment, she’d run all the way to her quarters without looking back.

Fortunately for her, his brief constricted all movement of his privates, so the discomfort was all his.

“Ms. Bonham,” he said abruptly, making her jump. “Do you wish to stand here or accompany me to my quarters?”

Contests!
To celebrate the release of Amorous Overnight, I’m giving away a Kindle Fire on the Smutketeers blog. I’m also giving away a $25 gift card to one lucky visitor to Cristal’s blog—just comment on this post, telling me why you like to read alien romance, and you’ll be entered. :D

Thanks for dropping by, and a special thanks to Cristal for hosting me today!

NEW RELEASE--Midnight Ink!

 




Woot! Midnight Ink released today, and along with it, my brand new novella, Not So Over Eli.  Midnight Ink is a boxed set of EIGHT original novellas centered around a tattoo shop in New Orleans. I'm thrilled and honored to be included in this set with so many fantastic authors, and I absolutely adore how it's turned out. All the stories are full of both heat and heart--my favorite combination!



AND right now, Midnight Ink is just 99¢ for the whole boxed set!  Eight brand new stories from eight popular erotic authors--you can't beat that with a stick. :D  So get yours while the gettin's good, because it won't be 99¢ forver!



OH! And we're holding a Rafflecopter contest for a $100 gift card, so keep on reading after the excerpt.



And now, without further adieu, here are the blurbs and an excerpt from Not So Over Eli, available NOW at Amazon, B&N, and ARe!



BLURBS:




One tattoo shop in one infamous city sets the stage for 8
stories about resolutions, kink, love and ink. Get ready to let the good times
roll!

Jayne Rylon
Report For Booty

When Burke Levine got
marching orders, he couldn't bear to make his girlfriend Chavon White a military
widow. Years later, discovering his name tattooed on her perfect ass via a New
Orleans' artist's portfolio confirms his epic mistake. Will Midnight Ink's New
Year's Eve party grant them a second chance?



Sidney Bristol
Picture
Her Bound (Bayou Bound)

She's a police officer desperate enough to break
the rules. He's the bounty hunter standing between her and ruin. Picture Her
Bound-the first book in the brand new Bayou Bound series from Sidney Bristol-a
story of right, wrong and binding pleasures.



Robin L. Rotham
Not So
Over Eli

Paramedic Bart Rigger finally has the life he wants rather than
the one his father dictated, thanks to hot new fiancée Rhonda Giannetti. But a
whirlwind trip to New Orleans puts it all at risk when he's forced to confront
unresolved feelings for his first love, tattoo artist Elijah Bell.



PG
Forte
Inked Memories

All Sophie wants is a tattoo to commemorate her
battle with cancer. What she gets is celebrity tattoo artist Declan Ross, the
same sexy bad-boy who used to rock her world. This time, they've both got scars
and it's still the ones you can't see that are the hardest to
cover.



RG Alexander
To The Bone (A novella in the Bone Daddy
series)

Etta Santos has one resolution--to cover up the last visible
evidence of her past. When Christie Ryder, sexy musician and new owner of
Midnight Ink, pursues her, he seems too good to be true. His music touches her
soul, but can she risk trusting another bad boy with her heart?



Eden
Bradley
Dangerously Inked (A novella in the Dangerous series)

When the
tattoo artist Finn Carter lined up for his visit to New Orleans turns out to be
the mysteriously alluring sub he played on New Year's Eve at The Bastille, the
city's BDSM club, more than his skin will be marked forever--and Rosie is just
the woman to bring this playboy to his knees.



Carrie Ann Ryan
Ink
Inspired (Montgomery Ink 0.5)

In Carrie Ann Ryan's Ink Inspired, the
prequel to her upcoming Montgomery Ink series, Ice Princess Shea Little wants
ink and a change. Shepard Montgomery not only wants to ink her, but get through
that icy exterior. Together, they'll heat up the streets of New Orleans...and
each other.



Mari Carr
Blank Canvas (Big Easy, book
one)

Disillusioned by divorce, Jennifer's about to discover her wild
side, starting with a tattoo from Caliph. And continuing with submission,
spankings, wax play...all under the skilled hands of her wickedly sexy tattoo
master.

 

 

EXCERPT from Not So Over Eli:

 

 



“You
know what they call me?” Bart asked after couple of bites.



“Your
nickname’s Tank, isn’t it?”



He
shook his head. “Not at the gym. Her brothers call me Rigger Mortis because I
move like a corpse.”



Eli
just about spewed chicken and carrots all over the table. Snatching up his
paper napkin, he held it to his mouth until he could swallow without choking.
Then he leaned back and roared with laughter while Bart continued to eat.



When
he finally settled down, the way Bart’s amused blue eyes kept glancing at him
from under those dark blond lashes sucked away his breath and sent a white-hot
spike of lust through him.



Picking
up his fork again, he said, “Cher, they obviously never seen you move in bed.”



* * * * *



Suddenly
there wasn’t enough air in the room.



Or
enough room in his slacks.



Bart
blinked. Shit! His dick was already on a hair trigger because of the aborted
lovemaking session with Rhonda earlier, and now Eli’s eyes were holding him
captive in a way that set every nerve in his body on fire.



Swallowing
with difficulty, he set his fork on his plate and then drew in one quiet breath
after another, trying to dampen the flash fire of arousal consuming him the way
it always did around Eli. But it responded to the increased oxygen like a real
flash fire would, burning faster and hotter as Eli continued to watch him while
he finished his own dinner. There was nothing hurried or uncertain about his
movements—he was a predator on the prowl, and Bart was his prey, and they both
knew how the hunt would end.



With
Bart taking every inch of Eli’s cock, one way or the other.



No
longer able to meet his eyes, Bart swallowed again, looking around the
old-fashioned diner without really seeing it as he tightened all over with
anxiety and excitement.



And
longing. Jesus, he’d missed this. All of it—the nerves, the anticipation and
the thrill of being the object of Elijah Bell’s pursuit. And like it or not, he
had Rhonda’s permission to follow it through to its natural conclusion. At the
moment it felt like he’d never wanted anything more...


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