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January 12, 2018
Thankful Thursday
It’s Friday, but I missed #ThankfulThursday because I have been feverishly finalizing Imperfect Monster for all of you (and losing my mind with my new role at the day job), and so I wanted to make sure you guys still got a hottie this week (even though it’s late). But, just know that Imperfect Monster got rave reviews from my editor and my beta readers! So, sooooon you shall have it! Just one week away! :D Until then, enjoy the hottie!
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January 9, 2018
Teaser Tuesday! ‘Daddy Commands’ by Maggie Ryan!
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Look at that! It’s #TeaserTuesday again and I’m lucky enough to be friends with the incredible Maggie Ryan who just passed her milestone of FIFTY BOOKS! Can you freaking believe that? This lady is dirty in all the right ways, and a fucking blast to hang out with, and all of that naughty minded awesomeness comes out in her books. Her latest Dom book has a man that likes to be called Daddy, no age-play in this one though, lovelies. Just pure kinky fun. Check it out!
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Daddy Commands
When his twenty-five-year-old wife Hannah’s quest to be the perfect army spouse becomes so stressful that his needs start falling to the wayside, Major Brett Griffith decides it is time to take her in hand and remind her who is in charge. Soon enough, Hannah is blushing crimson as she is ordered to remove her panties in the middle of a restaurant during their anniversary dinner, and her protests merely earn her a thorough spanking on her bare bottom upon their return home.
Though Hannah is shocked and embarrassed by Brett’s insistence that she call him daddy as she is punished like a naughty little girl, his firm-handed correction arouses her deeply. Before she knows it, she is delighting in her husband’s stern dominance and bold mastery of her body as he teaches her how hot it can be to surrender herself completely to what daddy commands.
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“Take off your panties and hand them to me.”
“What?”
“I have absolutely no doubt that you heard me,” Brett said.
“Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack. I don’t know what got into you, but it ends right now. Perhaps sitting on your bare ass will remind you that we made a commitment. You to obey and me to enforce that obedience.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Couldn’t process what he’d just asked me to do. We were seated in a restaurant, one filled with people, and while, yes, there was adequate space between the booths and tables, it was still a very popular choice on a Friday evening. I could hear people laughing, see them enjoying chips and salsa or sipping on jumbo margaritas. True, no one was staring at our table or appeared to have any interest in what was happening, but I was suddenly positive that every ear in the place had just turned toward us. I could feel my entire body heating, knowing my face had to be the same shade as the red booth we were seated in.
“For God’s sake, lower your voice!” I hissed softly. “There are people here! They can hear you.”
His dark head nodded, though his eyes remained fixed on me. “True, and I’m sure that if they’d heard you this morning, they’d understand exactly why I’ve given you the command.”
Command?
Before I could wrap my mind around the fact that he had indeed just said ‘command’, he leaned back in the booth and continued. “Did you or did you not sign an agreement this morning?”
“Yes, but—”
“An agreement that detailed quite explicitly the rules and consequences for the breakage of those rules, correct?”
Unexpectedly, a memory popped into my head. Brett had taken me fishing when we were dating. It had been a beautiful day, the sun shining, causing the water to sparkle like diamonds where it cascaded over the rocks upstream. I’d been startled when I’d felt a hard pull on my line, sure I’d done something wrong. Brett had smiled, pointing toward the water where the red and white ball he’d attached to my line was bobbing up and down in the river.
“Good job. You’ve caught your first fish, babe.”
I’d tried to hand him my pole, but he’d shaken his head.
“No, this is your catch. Just give a yank to set the hook.” When I’d given a little tug, he’d laughed, put his arms around me, and with his hands covering mine on the pole, he’d given it a much harder yank. Stepping back, he’d said, “Now, just reel it in.”
While I cranked the reel, the fish had wiggled and jumped, trying to break free. When it was close enough, I pulled the line out of the water, landing my catch on the riverbank. It was a great memory.
But that had been then. Right now, sitting across from my husband, I wasn’t thinking about how proud he’d been that day. I was thinking that I most likely looked just like that poor trout, my mouth opening and closing as if unable to garner enough oxygen to breathe, let alone speak.
Brett evidently decided he didn’t need to hear a response as he nodded again. “Precisely, so there is no reason for you to be so shocked, now is there?”
A burst of laughter had my head whipping around, sure I’d see every customer in the restaurant agreeing with this man seated opposite me. Realizing the amusement came from children seated around a large table witnessing a waiter plopping a ridiculously large sombrero down on an elderly man’s head before wishing him feliz cumpleanõs, I found my voice.
“Look, you might be a major, but that doesn’t mean you can just… command me to do something.”
“Wrong. It means exactly that. The moment you put pen to paper and signed, you gave me that right.”
“I’m your wife, not one of your recruits!” I hissed, wondering how he could be so calm when I felt as if my entire world was careening out of control.
Leaning forward, he reached to cover my hand that was clenching the edge of the table as if to anchor myself in place. “You understood the consequences and, frankly, Hannah, wife or not, consider yourself enrolled in my own special boot camp. Your choice of behavior has brought you to this point, and the longer you take to obey me, the longer you’ll be across my knees getting your ass heated.”
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Hotttttttt? Am I right? This is the same lovely lady who wrote ‘Black Light: Suspended’ last year, and she’s going to be in the upcoming ‘Black Light: Roulette Redux’ boxset of kinky BDSM stories with me and many others in February. So, make sure you get a taste of her NOW so you know just how hot this anthology will be. You know you want to!
AMAZON: 1-CLICK NOW!
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Want more of Maggie Ryan?
USA Today and #1 International Bestselling and Multi-award Winning Author in Victorian/ Historical, Contemporary, and Western Erotic Romance.
Fantasy is a world that offers endless possibilities. Whether you travel back in time to when the plains were open, take a journey to the cobblestone streets of London, take a stroll along the beach or walk through the streets of some foreign country, every letter of every word offers infinite possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into and experience what might have been or what is to come. I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I hope you will curl up in your favorite chair and take the journey with me. Happy Reading!
Connect with Maggie on:
Website: http://www.maggieryanauthor.com/
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Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com
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January 4, 2018
Thankful Thursday
Hells yeah, it’s #ThankfulThursday and I am very thankful today because Amazon *FINALLY* approved the pre-order for ‘Imperfect Monster’ which means you lovelies can go ahead and snag it for the release price of $2.99, and then you’ll get it the instant it goes live! Hurry and grab a copy here 
http://amzn.to/2ETRyw3. In addition to that it’s been my first week in my new role at work, and while not a lot has changed *yet*, there’s been a lot of sweet congratulations and long meetings as I try to get on top of everything going on. So, I’m busy at the day job AND busy at home with all of this chaos!
Speaking of chaos, I’ve also got a pre-order giveaway contest going on over at my author FB page for signed paperbacks + a kindle fire, so don’t miss your chance at that! This is a quick link: https://tinyurl.com/ycbxd2gh.
Not like there isn’t too much insanity already… but how would you feel about a FREE BOOK for #ThankfulThursday? My standalone BDSM romance ‘Black Light: Exposed’ is free through Jan. 7th and if you haven’t read it you should totally get a copy and get to the know Black Light BDSM club before the next Valentine Roulette boxset releases before Valentine’s Day! Clickie for the freebie: http://amzn.to/2ET6nit!
**SHEESH** Have I exhausted you yet? I feel tired. HA! Hopefully this stuff makes you happy, lovelies, because bringing you new releases and awesome prizes and freebies definitely makes my day.
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Pre-order ‘Imperfect Monster’! Get signed paperbacks + a free book!
‘Imperfect Monster’ releases January 20th! Pre-order this new dark romance now!
Hey there, lovelies!
Look at that, it’s a new year already! I have no idea how that happened, but 2018 is positively glittering with potential, and no matter what else is going on in your life I can promise you a year filled with some stellar releases. I’ve declared this “the year of HOT dark romance” for me, and I’ve committed to making this year my complete bitch. Starting right fucking now!
If you snagged a copy of the Hero Undercover boxset in 2017 you’ve already met Andre and Nicky in the novella ‘Monster’, but their story stopped short, and I’m here to tell you that it was most definitely not over! I knew I wanted to continue their intense, dark romance in a full-length and I’m so excited to be bringing it to you on JANUARY 20TH!
This new release is called ‘Imperfect Monster’ and while I have edited the original story a bit, I mostly spent the last month working my ass off to add a TON more to give you a full-length, standalone, thrilling, dark romance that will most definitely keep you up all night to find out what happens to them as you discover how these two get their HEA… because you know I like to make them work for it. 
Pre-order ‘Imperfect Monster’! Get signed paperbacks + a free book!
‘Imperfect Monster’ releases January 20th! Pre-order this new dark romance now!
Hey there, lovelies!
Look at that, it’s a new year already! I have no idea how that happened, but 2018 is positively glittering with potential, and no matter what else is going on in your life I can promise you a year filled with some stellar releases. I’ve declared this “the year of HOT dark romance” for me, and I’ve committed to making this year my complete bitch. Starting right fucking now!
If you snagged a copy of the Hero Undercover boxset in 2017 you’ve already met Andre and Nicky in the novella ‘Monster’, but their story stopped short, and I’m here to tell you that it was most definitely not over! I knew I wanted to continue their intense, dark romance in a full-length and I’m so excited to be bringing it to you on JANUARY 20TH!
This new release is called ‘Imperfect Monster’ and while I have edited the original story a bit, I mostly spent the last month working my ass off to add a TON more to give you a full-length, standalone, thrilling, dark romance that will most definitely keep you up all night to find out what happens to them as you discover how these two get their HEA… because you know I like to make them work for it.
January 1, 2018
★★★ IMPERFECT MONSTER COVER REVEAL! ★★★
If you’re in my Dark Haven you’ve already seen sneak peeks of this intense dark romance that dives into the underworld of drugs and criminals in Miami! Check it out, lovelies, and share the love for another amazing fucking cover from the incredibly talented Laura Hidalgo!
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BLURB
Cold, ruthless, vicious.
I’m Paulo García’s monster, and I’d swallowed that bitter pill whole, learned to deal with it… until she stormed into the house like some avenging Valkyrie.
Brave, stupid, beautiful.
Nicky just wants to save her brother. She showed up with an envelope full of cash and a smart mouth and found herself in a den of monsters. I wish I could say I was the best of them, I wish I could say I wanted to protect her — but I’m far from perfect and she’s so damn sweet.
And all I want is a taste before this world destroys her.
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I swear I’m busting my ass to get this finished and in your hands, lovelies, which means I may not be on social media quite as much in the evenings. But it will pay off, I promise!
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Music Monday – Strange Enough
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It’s #MusicMonday and the first day of the New Year! I hope that you’ve looked back on all your wins, and challenges, from 2017 and that you’re not looking forward to 2018 with hopes and goals. I know that I am, lovelies! Today’s song is ‘Strange Enough’ by VÉRITÉ, and I think it’s a great song to kick off the year. The lyrics are amazing as always (how can you not love the lines ‘Slow down, pick up the pieces I’ve found. We’re living our lives half asleep.’ ????) Seriously, it’s a wonderful song, her voice is beautiful, the rhythm is on point, and I think it’s a great song to kick off 2018 with! Enjoy!
Lyrics
Cause I- I- I wanna fall,
but every time you leave me down on the floor.
Memories keep rushing round,
cause nothing ever stays the same.
Cause maybe I’m just addicted to
the things I lack, and the way you move.
In circles run, round a figure eight,
always running off meeting up in the same place.
Slow down,
pick up the pieces I’ve found.
We’re living our lives half asleep,
living our lives half asleep.
Cause I- I- I wanna go
where everything’s the sa-a-a-ame.
Memories keep rushing round
and all we ever do is change.
Cause I- I- I wanna fall,
but every time you leave me down on the floor.
Picturing the ways we move,
cause nothing ever stays the same.
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh…
Separate a fragile spine.
A hollow hope,
just to make things right.
I’ve been picking up pieces slowly,
and wondering why you hold me.
Take me back to the way it was before!
Cause I- I- I wanna go
where everything’s the sa-a-a-ame.
Memories keep rushing round
and all we ever do is change.
Cause I- I- I wanna fall,
but every time you leave me down on the floor.
Picturing the ways we move,
cause nothing ever stays the same.
Strange enough, I don’t love you like you want me to.
Strange enough, I don’t love you like you want me to.
Strange enough, I don’t love you like you want me to.
Strange enough, I don’t love you like you want me-
like you want.
‘Strange Enough’ by VÉRITÉ
December 31, 2017
Teaser Sunday! ‘Strangeways’ by Addison Cain in the Alien Alphas boxset!
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Did you really think I’d wrap up this spectacular week of Alien Alphas teasers on #TeaserSunday without gracing you with a sneak peek of Addison Cain’s upcoming release ‘Strangeways’? I have to tell you, this story is an amazing example of Addison’s ability to flex between styles and genres with perfect ease. It’s in first person, it’s emotional, but still dirty and twisted (in a good way). I feel so lucky to have this lady as a friend, because she always lets me read through her stories and I get gleeful every time! I hope you feel the same way, lovelies!
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Alien Alphas (Twenty-three naughty sci-fi romance novellas)
Fierce warriors. Savage barbarians. Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Featured authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields, and Sophie Kisker
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Strangeways by Addison Cain
Their invasion of our world was nonviolent, seamless. But they have come to conquer and take who they will. We don’t have a choice. They can make us like it. They can make us desire them. They can make us do anything they want.
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Teaser
The first time he’d screwed me, he’d marched me through my door by the elbow. Dirty uniform aprons littering the floor had been ignored, the pair of us walking over abandoned pizza boxes and fast food wrappers. Once at my lumpy bed, he’d bent me forward, ass up, still clothed.
He’d told me to stay.
I’d never had a man talk to me like that… or flip up my skirt, pull my panties down, and inspect me. And that’s exactly what he’d done. Kneeling, he’d leaned up close, tracing his fingers down the shape of my labia. He’d spread them apart to look deeper, and… I should have been mortified.
It’s not like I had expected a tryst. Heck, I was sweaty after the morning shift and wearing an old pair of panties.
It didn’t matter. Phi had complimented my scent, shape, and even posture profusely.
And then he had thrust in, right there, just like that. Both of us dressed, my cheek to the mattress. Hell, I still had my shoes on.
And I… I had liked it.
It wasn’t until my first orgasm that he’d altered position, undressing us both, and laying me back to take me face to face like a lover.
That was the first time I’d seen his unclothed body… and the part of him he’d put inside me.
Absently as he’d slipped it back in, I’d wondered if they always started fucking an earth woman from behind… so we might know how good that thing could feel and not scream when it waved our way.
And it had felt good. Better than good.
No one in my past had ever gotten me so worked up. Maybe it was the fact Phi’s genitals could change shape. Maybe it was the ring of short waving tentacle-like protrusions around it that stimulated clitoris, labia… anus.
Maybe it was that he knew how to fuck.
Earth men were terribly lazy in bed.
He’d thrust in, and noises I’d never made squeaked out unbidden. Those little fingers around his cock, they teased and stroked, as if he could control each one of them no matter the pace. Two of those tentacles had rolled my clit between their slippery, grasping tips. Legs trembling uncontrollably, I’d come… gasping.
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Interested? I can tell you, I definitely was, and the story only gets more fascinating and twisted from here. Addison somehow wraps an entire new world up in such a short, concise package, but as always she ropes you in and doesn’t let go. Also, it’s fucking hot, no matter how guilty you feel reading it! Alien Alphas is still up to pre-order for only 99¢ and then it goes live on January 16th!
AMAZON: 1-CLICK NOW!
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Want more of Addison Cain?
Addison L. Cain is a USA Today bestselling author who was born in sunny California, but found herself drawn to dwell in older, history-rich places. Japan, Ireland, Qatar, and now Washington DC,Addison is always on the move, always eager to immerse herself in new cultures and people. Her stories reflect the antiquities she loves: deep and sometimes very dark. Driven to push her characters beyond the pale, Addison’s books are not for the faint of heart.
An alumni of California State University Fullerton, she earned a degree in Japanese and spent years in Asia studying indigenous Japanese religion. Primeval forests and worn pathways have led to her obsession with gardening. Her Great Dane approves, loping around the yard and getting into mischief. Unfortunately the cat has to watch from a window, and because Addison is a total sucker for his sad golden eyes, he gets hours of belly rubs and too many treats.
Website – http://addisonlcain.com
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AddisonlCain/
Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15164484.Addison_Cain
BookBub – https://www.bookbub.com/authors/addison-cain
December 30, 2017
Teaser Saturday! ‘Swallowed by Darkness’ by Myra Danvers in the Alien Alphas boxset!
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Holy shit, lovelies, I cannot EVEN PUT INTO WORDS how excited I am to share today’s snippet with you. For #TeaserSaturday I’m continuing with more hot sci-fi alpha sneak peeks, and today you get the pleasure of reading ‘Swallowed by Darkness’ from Myra Danvers! This girl has yet to publish her Literotica award winning ‘Tritan’ series on Amazon yet (it’s coming, oh yes, it is!) but she was glorious enough to show off some of her sweet writing skills in this incredible boxset. If you ever read on Literotica, you know the username Waterburn because it fucking OWNED the top charts on that site. I assure you, her writing here is just as glorious. ENJOY!
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Alien Alphas (Twenty-three naughty sci-fi romance novellas)
Fierce warriors. Savage barbarians. Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Featured authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields, and Sophie Kisker
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Swallowed by Darkness by Myra Danvers
Imprisoned. Starved. Weak. He’s a warrior caged in the armpit of the universe, a man of worth who owns nothing but his pride and a thirst for vengeance. So why had they sent her? A human. A pathetic, fragile creature full of madness and lies, burdened with an impossible ultimatum—contend with a monster, or die.
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Teaser
“Stop me,” she whispered, spreading her fingers over the heart pounding beneath her palm. “You reject my touch, but make no effort to end it.”
A growl rattled through his chest, eyes blazing from within.
“You can break me without trying,” she continued, letting her right hand skate lower, tracing the lines and ridges. Making dips and valleys jump beneath her touch. “It would be nothing to do so, but you’ve never felt a hand as soft as mine. Have you?”
The growl deepened, rattle becoming more pronounced. A dire warning ignored.
“Tell me what you want,” she breathed, wetting dry lips. Mere millimeters from tasting the forbidden. From touching it.
“This—” he swallowed, shaking his head with teeth bared. “You are obscene.”
“Mhm. An abomination. Absolutely repulsive.” She grinned into that scarlet gaze, arching to close the gap. Pointed nipples brushed his chest, lips finding his as her fingers found their prize. “And so fucking wet.”
His breath hissed between clenched teeth, hips bucking as he filled her lungs and palm with heat. With a ragged curse, he released her. Abandoning his hold on wrist and throat. “On your knees,” he snarled, chains rattling at his side.
Mouth watering, the human obeyed, circling thumb and forefinger. The scalpel clattering to the floor, forgotten for the treat throbbing before her. She licked him, root to tip, pumping his girth. Gathering the nirvana beaded at the head of his cock with the flat of her tongue.
His voice splintered on a startled gasp, and he buried thick fingers in her hair. Denying her.
“Please. I just want—”
Their lips met with bruising force as he pressed her back. Lower lip pinched between his teeth. Nails scraping her scalp, he guided her down, laying her flat on something soft.
“Fucking hell,” she rasped, giving the pitifully thin pad beneath her an exploratory wiggle. “Is this a mattress?”
He exhaled, red gaze following jiggling flesh. “What?”
“You’ve got to be kidding me! All this time you’re over here living the high life with a mattress? Why didn’t you say anything?”
For a moment, he didn’t respond. Simply hovered, braced on his knees, breath hot and damp against her lips. “It’s… woefully inadequate. Even for a measly class six.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
With a snort, he silenced her. Lips and tongue exploring. The heavy length of his cock throbbing above her mound.
“Please,” the human groaned, parting her knees. Reveling in Felidae heat, inside and out. “I… I need it.”
Teeth flashing, he pinned her throat, dousing the spider’s light beneath his palm. Blinding her, without threatening her airway. He spread her, then. Lifting her hips. Settling her lower back on his thighs, legs and pussy splayed. Lewd. Utterly vulnerable to his attention. Though when he sent fingers gliding through slick folds, it was his breath ragged against her lips.
“There,” she gasped, bucking when he found her clit. “Right there, ugh. Please.”
His chest rumbled, and, thumb circling, he set the blunt head of his dick to weeping cunt. Soaking himself in human pussy. Redoubling his attention on her neglected little nub when she arched, her hips twitching and bucking of their own accord. Clasping at his tip. Desperate to pull him in.
“Oh fuck. Oh god—please, please don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’m—” Muscles seizing, the human flinched, gushing. Riding what little he’d give her as she came hard and fast with his hand about her throat.
“Good girl,” he purred, and shifted, allowing her to see once more. To watch as he rode her through climax, fucking her with tiny, rocking thrusts. “Again.”
She shook her head, as of yet unable to form words.
Teeth bared in the dark, he grinned. “Again.”
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Ahem… I… I just need a minute to compose myself. *deep breaths* Holy shit, it doesn’t matter how many times I’ve read this sinfully twisted and hot story, that scene still melts the flesh from my bones! SO HOT! Make sure to come back tomorrow for one more sexy snippet from this Alien Alphas sexiness, and don’t forget to pre-order while it’s only 99¢!
AMAZON: 1-CLICK NOW!
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Want more of Myra Danvers?
Raised by her awesome parents in Canada’s snowy north, Myra learned perseverance from an early age. She learned to speak in third person, via extensive reading as a child, because… well… Northern Canada gets a LOT of snow. And when one isn’t snowboarding, building quinzees, or waking up to teddy bears frozen to the floor, one tends to read about places that are warm—even if being cold is preferable to being hot, every-damn-time.
All that reading gave Myra the gypsy bug. So, after college, (where she majored in professional gypsying) she moved to a ski resort in British Colombia to be a ski bum and chase the winter, because the cold was in her bones and it never bothered her anyway. (Points because Elsa of Frozen is her spirit animal?)
But then life caught up with her, as it does, and now she’s stuffed full of enough life experience to write until transcendence (where she will be first in line to get a sweet android body and travel the universe until the end of time). So that’s what she does, when she’s not listening to the voices or taking apart the electronics just to see their insides.
Website: https://myradanvers.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100007212528546
Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/MyraDanvers/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MyraDanvers
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/myradanvers/
December 29, 2017
Sneak peek of ‘Imperfect Monster’!
So, I got a 24 hour FB ban because I originally posted this in the Dark Haven, and FB got angry. Still, I wanted to make sure you all got to read this, and because this is my fucking website I can use the original image! HA!
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Psssst… because you’ve put up with me being sick as a dog since Christmas, lovelies, I’m bringing you another hot snippet from ‘Imperfect Monster’ coming in January (as long as the universe lets me finish it)!
Obviously, unedited, but I hope you enjoy. ^_^
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“Nicky, open the door.” It was Andre’s voice, and I shoved a scrap of paper I’d snagged into the book to mark my place and left it on the bedside table before moving to the door. I fumbled with shaking hands through the locks, but finally opened it and he pushed both me and the door aside as he walked in. I caught the masculine scent of sweat and the outside as he brushed past, but managed to shut the door tight as soon as he was inside. Redoing all of the locks.
“What happened?” I asked, but Andre was silent. Removing his guns to set them on the top of the dresser beside his closet. Then the jacket came off, and then the holster thing that wrapped across his back and chest to keep the guns against his ribs. “Andre?”
When he turned around, I stumbled backward until my legs hit the bed behind me. He looked like he had the night before, when I was caught in that fucking chair, waiting for Paulo to decide my fate. Empty, dark brown eyes, a frightening expression on his face that sent fear thrumming through me before I could fight it.
He didn’t look human.
“Andre?” I repeated, voice wavering, and he stalked forward. So tall, so broad, and when he grabbed onto my waist I flinched. He squeezed hard, pinching my skin before he ripped my shirt over my head, forcing me to duck my head through the hole before he tossed it aside. Before I could even react, his hands were already at my shorts, the button popped free and the zipper down. I regretted taking my shoes off as he grabbed me under the arms and tossed me onto the bed so he could yank the shorts free.
Fuck. What was wrong with him?
I was afraid. No other reaction was really appropriate as he planted one knee on the end of the bed, and I scrambled backward but he caught my ankle and yanked me flat. He was still clothed, sweaty and silent. “Don’t hurt me,” I whispered.
Something in his expression faltered, but then his eyes dropped to my chest and he grabbed my shoulder to turn me onto my side so he could undo the clasp of my bra. He tossed it aside, immediately palming my breasts as he straddled one of my thighs. Thumbs rolling over my nipples, I could barely process that they were already hard and peaked until I felt him tighten his grip and pinch them both.
“FUCK!” I screamed, whimpering as the pain shot like bolts of lightning through my breasts, forcing my back to arch in an effort to ease the strain. But Andre didn’t back off, he twisted them further and I felt tears in my eyes, grabbing onto his shoulders and digging my nails in as if it would make him stop.
Leaning over me, he bit down on my shoulder and I screamed again, pushing at his ribs as he released my tender nipples, and then he had both his legs inside of mine. Spreading me, digging his knees into my thighs so I had no way to stop him, but I could barely focus as his teeth pressed in harder.
“Please, please, please!” I begged, whining when he finally took a breath and released me, his dark eyes staring at the place his mouth had just been. Then he looked between us, and he grabbed my panties, tearing the pale blue fabric as his biceps bulged. The fabric burned against my hips as he ripped it, yanking the remnants out from under me so he could throw it aside. “Andre?”
His name didn’t seem to affect him at all as he slid his fingers between my legs, forcing two of them into me where I wasn’t wet in the least. I whimpered and lifted my hips off the bed, but he ran his thumb over my clit as his mouth moved to my breast, sucking on the tender bud as he stroked me below. For a minute or two, every shift of his fingers seemed to burn and ache, and then my body caught up and started to lubricate around his harsh touch. There was pleasure, and pain, as he opened me up, warming my body for what I knew would come next. It was almost cruel how deft his touch was, the way his thumb swirled over my clit, his mouth sucking and nipping at my breast, sending zings of sensation through my body.
I wanted to fight, and I didn’t. I wanted to give in, and I wanted him to take me by force.
Thought was something I couldn’t effectively manage as he stroked his fingers in and out, wetting them as I grew slick, as my whimpers turned to moans. Then he grabbed my thighs and bent them towards my chest, staring down at my open pussy with the look of a desperate, dangerous man.
I was afraid to speak, afraid to struggle against his strength as he tucked my heels over his shoulders and opened his jeans to shove the fabric out of the way and free his cock. I had stared the night before, but in this position he somehow seemed larger, especially as he moved closer to my entrance, erection bobbing at his hips. One fist around it, I opened my mouth to argue, but he lined up and drove home hard, stealing the words away as I cried out.
It was almost painful, the sudden, brutal stretch as he bottomed out in one thrust. With my body bent as it was, he slammed deep on his second drive, and I felt the sharp ache as he hit my cervix, tears burning my eyes. “Please,” I whimpered, reaching past my legs to dig my nails into his arms, but there was no response.
Andre braced his hands on either side of my ribs, folding me as he used every inch of power in his body to fuck me. It hurt, it felt good, and I couldn’t think straight as he continued to move. My breaths were short, a consequence of my ribs being compressed, and that wasn’t helping the dizzying effects of his thrusts. Pleasure blurred the aches and pains, made me forget the threat of the man above me as I sank into it.
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