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August 1, 2018
Black Light: Suspicion is LIVVEE!!
I am super excited that the second season of Black Light is continuing with Measha Stone’s ‘Suspicion’! Isn’t this cover just amazing? This series is built for hot, edgy BDSM and Measha’s police detectives are purrrrfect!
Scroll down to check out the blurb and snag your copy!!
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“I have my own suspicions about you, Sophie…”
Sophie Nelson knows her kinky interests are no more than fantasy, definitely not something that’ll ever happen in the real world. So the sexual playground Black Light is the best place to turn. A safe place to play. Until Scott.
Detective Scott Russo knows better than to get sexually involved with his partner. Mixing business with pleasure never ends well, but sometimes rules are meant to be broken. He can’t avoid the temptation of giving Sophie exactly what she needs, even if that means a firm hand.
While Sophie and Scott find themselves mired in a high-stakes investigation, their off-duty kinky explorations intensify. With danger at the door, and complications that threaten to tear them apart, can they survive the tug of war.
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Free books! And… do you want to stare at my new cover?
For *reasons* I had to redo the original Lethal Sin cover, and Laura Hidalgo and I have been working on it for a while. Have you seen it yet? I’m fucking thrilled by it, and I’m in love with the new face of Camille, and I hope you guys are tooooo! Tell me what you think in the comments or on social media!
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That’s right, lovelies. There are over 30 *free* books available through this ‘Hot and Steamy’ giveaway from USA Today and international bestselling authors! I am super excited to be part of this because I’m giving away ‘Lethal Sin’ with its BRAND NEW cover aaaand you guys can get even more books!
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July 31, 2018
Teaser Tuesday! ‘Camille, Claimed’ by Ginger Talbot
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I’ve been writing, lovelies, and Inheritance has been started! I have been so busy with writing, kiddo, and the house that I almost missed Ginger’s release, ‘Camille, Claimed’!! I can’t let that happen, because we alllllll love her, so check out this incredible opener below and tell me what you think!
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Camille, Claimed
CAMILLE
I’d call Bastien Durand a nightmare, but you can wake up from a nightmare. And a nightmare doesn’t make you delirious with pleasure – before ripping you to pieces.
In high school, Bastien was my boyfriend, my protector, my tormentor, my everything…until the summer when I learned the true nature of his evil. Now he’s back to finish what he started. He’s everywhere.
My bedroom, my office, my car…I can’t escape his sweet caresses or his brutal tortures.
And worst of all…I don’t want to. I want more. Because the pain he inflicts is the worst I’ve ever felt, but the ecstasy of his touch is the drug that sings through my veins.
I want him caressing me, whispering sweet lies into my ears…“I love you…I’m going to destroy you. My voice will be the last thing you hear before you die.”
BASTIEN
All of my life I’ve fought my cruel urges. But I’ve learned what dark forces shaped me, and the truth has set me free.
There’s a reason why I’m a monster, and now that I know the truth, I’ll destroy everyone who betrayed me.
First on the list is Camille, the girl who broke my black, evil heart. She left me once – she won’t escape me a second time. There are others who would take her from me if they could, because now that I’ve claimed her, she’s became a pawn in an ancient game. Let them come after her. I’ll kill them all, one by one. She’s mine. Mine to play with, mine to torment, mine to break into pieces so small she’ll never be whole again.
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Teaser
Prologue
Bastien
Legacy: noun | leg·a·cy | ˈle-gə-sē
Something transmitted by or received from an ancestor or predecessor or from the past
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I’m a wolf who was raised to be a sheep.
I have a long, rich, complicated family history. A legacy of evil and beauty. Power and terror.
My history and the truth about my nature were hidden from me, because I was raised by liars. I was raised by traitors. They feared me, loved me, caged me, comforted me, tried to ruin me. But a voice from my past came calling, the only true voice I’ve ever heard, and whispered in my ear. The voice told me where I really came from.
And now I’m free.
Free to hunt. Free to kill, to maim, to torture—whatever amuses me.
Free to claim her…Camille. My obsession. My first and only love. The princess I was born to conquer. The girl who was sworn to be mine…until she betrayed me with lies and ruined my life.
Nothing’s holding me back now. I’ll bury Camille in the deepest, darkest dungeon, where only I can hear her pleas for mercy…of which there will be none. I’ll be her nightmare, her tormentor, her only solace.
There are others who would take her from me if they could, because now that I’ve claimed her, she’s become a pawn in an ancient game. Let them come after her. I’ll kill them all, one by one. She’s mine. Mine to punish, mine to take apart, mine to make into my willing and eager slave—before I deliver the cruelest blow of all. The blow that she won’t survive.
Camille
Turning point: noun
1. A point at which a decisive change takes place; critical point; crisis.
2. A point at which something changes direction, especially a high or low point on a graph.
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Bastien Durand was my turning point.
My life is divided into “before Bastien” and “after Bastien”. Life before Bastien was cool, monotone, lived carefully by the rules. Life after I met Bastien was a storm of color and emotion.
When I met him, I knew my life had forever changed. I just couldn’t imagine the horrible path he’d drag me down.
I sensed him before I saw him, and tensed, a gazelle in the sights of a lion. He slid next to me at the lunch table at school, and I felt a crackling in the air, like heat lightning. My heart beat faster. The forbidden place between my legs came to life, and shameful longings crawled through my mind.
Every day after that, for three delirious years, was like a fever dream of desire and a pleasure so intense that it was painful. But I learned to love that pain, that yearning, or maybe Bastien’s darkness spoke to a perversion that was slumbering inside me all along.
And then it ended.
And then he destroyed us.
I’ve spent the last ten years trying to recover, putting together a semblance of a life.
Now he’s back, with hate in his eyes and a knife in his hand. I’m still a gazelle in the sights of a lion, but this time he means to bring me down and tear my heart open the same I way did to him, to drink in my dying breaths. There’s nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Our collision course can’t be delayed anymore. He’ll slam into me, and we’ll explode, matter meeting antimatter, and God alone knows if anything will rise from the wreckage.
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Do you see what I mean? This is not a story I would have wanted to miss, I am so glad I got to share it with you!! Time for the clickyclicky so we can all dive into this deviousness!
Amazon: 1-click it now!
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Want more of Ginger Talbot?
Ginger Talbot is a fan of dark chocolate, dark romance, and talking about herself in the third person. She’s a restless soul who’s wandered from coast to coast, and can generally be found in the local bookstore coffee shop, flipping through the pages of a romance or thriller, and overindulging in lattes.
She majored in journalism and, in days of yore, worked as a newspaper reporter covering cops and courts, and then went on to work as a patient care tech in an emergency room. She’s also done stints as the world’s worst secretary and a mediocre cocktail waitress.
Now she sits around all day making up stories about sexy, dominant Alpha-holes and the smart-mouthed, sassy women who love to hate to love them.
Website – http://www.gingertalbot.com/
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July 26, 2018
Thankful Thursday
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July 24, 2018
Teaser Tuesday! ‘Branded Captive’ by Addison Cain
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Omgggggg I got to read this naughty little omegaverse reverse harem from my bestie Addison Cain before it was out, and it is SO DAMN GOOD! I’m completely in love with Wren and these fucked up Alphas!! You HAVE to check this book out and since it’s #TeaserTuesday, I have this dirty little snippet to share.
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Branded Captive
Wren can’t sing like a bird. She can’t speak at all.
The Alpha kingpin and his pack didn’t buy the Omega to hear it talk.
Branded Captive: Wren’s Song Book 1 is a dark, sinister Omegaverse Reverse Harem tale for
those with twisted tastes and a love for unabashed bad boys. Complete power exchange
dominates these pages, as do THREE smoking-hot Alpha antiheroes.
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Teaser
“Take off your panties. I want to see what I bought.”
Her hesitation encouraged Caspian’s scowl. It grew meaner by the second until Wren hooked her thumbs in her underwear and shimmied them down her legs.
Peeling his vile coat from broad shoulders, the Alpha began to undress. He took his time about it, running his gaze over her body as he went.
Another Alpha had looked at her that way once, appraising, measuring her worth.
The other Alpha had not been nearly this large or dangerous.
Anger turned to terror.
Caspian’s nostrils flared. He took in a deep breath and snapped his eyes to hers. “Do you wish to nest first?”
That… was unexpected.
Wiping sweaty palms down the fronts of her thighs, Wren looked to her nest. The arrangement was pleasing for rest and safety, but not ideal for an Alpha to invade it. He would undo all her work if she didn’t make room for him, so she did. Pillows were moved, fluffed, sorted and spread. Sheets were tucked, blankets arranged until it looked right. Until she felt comforted.
He seemed to understand the moment she’d calmed, the lightest offering of a purr softening his demand. “Invite me into it, Omega.”
He was fully nude when she turned, and her eyes caught on the power of all that rippling muscle. Not a single part of the beast was soft—dipping ridges and rugged bulges—between his legs a stiffened trunk.
There had never been a gesture or signal, but Caspian lowered down and crept into the place she’d made for him. Roughened palms ran over her hips, the male moving her body until her back hit the bedding and his heft hovered over her.
“Look what I caught.” He grinned, shifting so the coarse hair on his chest caught her nipples. “A little mouse. Hmm? And she’s going to spread her legs for me, isn’t she? Yes.” Brushing his jaw against hers, he let his tongue swipe at her drying tears. “Yes she is. My mouse is going to be a good girl.”
His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her thighs, drawing them wide as Wren fought her aversion and reluctantly obeyed.
The lobe of her ear was sucked into a hot mouth. Gasping at the unexpected feeling, her eyes went wide.
This was real. An Alpha was in her nest.
His erection lay heavy on her stomach, wafting the scent of mouthwatering sweetness to tickle her nose.
“That’s right, pretty mouse. Relax for me.” The scratch of his unshaven beard didn’t sting as she would have imagined when Caspian ran his face over her breasts. It enlivened the skin with prickles, soothed by the warmth of his breath when he began to scent her flesh.
The way his ribs expanded with each rich inhale, it made him grow so much larger. He truly was a beast pinning down a mouse, licking at her nipples until strange sounds caught in her throat.
He changed technique, the rasp of that tongue bringing an itch it failed to scratch. And he, the Alpha, grew more appreciative. The rumble in his chest called her to breathe deep of him, to allow what he willed.
To spread wider.
And somehow her legs obeyed.
The base of his cock slipped against her folds as if it had been coated in oil. It pried its way, balls heavy behind it, to tease and threaten all at once.
The breathless male growled, “My pretty mouse’s tits smell of peaches and taste of cream. What, I wonder, does her cunt taste like?”
He dropped the pitch of his purr and growled.
A vibration, the buzz of anxious electricity, moved under Wren’s flesh, demanding she writhe to its meter.
Hand slipping between them, Caspian replaced the pressure of his cock with that of creeping fingers.
She stiffened when he parted her labia, practically bowing off the mattress when he answered her retreat with the deepest, most licentious growl a man could produce. It came alive inside her and pushed away what made her Wren.
Head tossed back, distracted by the growing heartbeat between her legs, she answered his demanding call with a soft moan.
“Show me your eyes.”
White lashes parted.
What he found there pleased him, and Caspian gave her a satisfied smile. “Who would have thought my pretty mouse would be so receptive? I’ve hardly touched you and your pupils are blown, slick soaking the sheets under your delicious ass.” Slipping down her body, he took the fingers away until she was left wanting, uncovered in her nest and trying to sit up as if to chase after him.
“Ah, ah.” The flat of a palm settled between her breasts, pushing her down against her nest. “I want my taste. I’m going to lick and suck and bite at this sweet pussy until I’ve drank my fill. And you will lay there like a good little girl and bear it.”
When his eyes tracked from her face, over her spit-shined breasts to land between her legs, the magic was lost.
Another Alpha had pulled her pussy lips apart once, leaning close to inspect and confirm. He’d declared her a virgin before taking her off to the room with a couch.
Caspian’s hand on her chest kept her pinned when the appeal of Alpha purr failed. Try as she might, she couldn’t close her legs no matter how her muscles trembled with effort so long as the male held them open.
She couldn’t stop the shamed flush and panicked noises that squeaked past her throat.
Nor could she repress the full body shudder that bent her spine when a fat tongue rasped delicate flesh from anus to mound.
“Delicious, but naughty.” He spoke as he tongued her, as he lapped and sucked and destroyed all reason. “Bad girl! I told you not to move.” He took a nip at her clit, chuckling when she yelped. “Bad girls get fucked, good girls get played with. Are you trying to tell me you want to get fucked already?”
How could anyone be still when nerves caught fire?
The vibration of his laughter and another of those terrible growls set her wheeling into a place of sensation that stole all sense. He piled more on top of it, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue until she uncontrollably bucked against his mouth.
Something breached her, something thick and wriggling. It hooked behind her pubic bone and pulled until she screamed. In and out it pumped while flick, flick, flick, went that tongue.
A river seeped from her pussy.
“Mmmmmmhhrrmm.” The only sound she could make. Louder and louder it built, just as the tension curled in on itself like an imploding star.
This was how she was going to die. Her legs spread, mashing her pussy into the face of a killer.
Light broke inside her when the male grew rough. She shined, more slick flowed, all of it sucked up in slurps by a rampaging tongue.
“Only. Good. Girls.” The swirl and dance of his tongue staccatoed her clit between words. “Get. To. Cum.”
Insides locked on the writhing digit rubbing inside her pussy, they seized like a vise—sucking upward, milking Caspian’s fingers for a substance they could never provide. The resulting orgasm was indescribable. It tore away everything, left her truly raw and shaken to her hungry dissatisfied core.
But it had pleased the fuck out of the man who had forced it on her.
Grinning, as he licked his lips and met her eyes, Caspian climbed over her spent body and growled, “Brace yourself, kid. You’re about to get fucked like the bad, bad girl you are.”
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OMG this was supposed to be a hot story, this is beyond hot. And Eris Adderly made such an amazing cover, I am so jealous!
Amazon: 1-click it now!
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Want more of Addison Cain?
USA Today Bestselling author, Addison Cain, is best known for her dark romances, the internationally bestselling Alpha’s Control Series, and the twisted alien worlds of the Irdesi Empire. Her antiheroes are not always redeemable, her lead females fierce, and nothing is ever as it seems.
Deep and sometimes heart wrenching, Addison is driven to push her plots beyond the pale. Her books are not for the faint of heart, but they are just right for those who enjoy unapologetic bad boys, aggressive alphas, and a hint of violence in a kiss..
Website – http://addisonlcain.com
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/AddisonlCain/
Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15164484.Addison_Cain
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July 19, 2018
Thankful Thursday!
It’s #ThankfulThursday and I have so much going on in my life I can’t breaaatthheee, but it’s okay because I’m actually in high spirits! Corrupt Desires had an amazing launch, reviews are still coming in with people enjoying it, I’m closing on a house next month, and my mom may be getting some at-home healthcare to help her out (and ease the concern/panic on me and my grandparents). OH! And my kiddo starts Kindergarten next month in the fancy new school this house lets us go to, so ALL IS GOING WELL! In fact, I’ve been in such a good mood this week that I decided to take a page out of Zoe Blake’s book and start doing a special paperback giveaway *every month* inside my Dark Haven – just for my Havenites! So if you want to enter to win the first one (it’s a big one) make sure you go join! I do hope everyone else is managing the chaos of their lives and finding some time to enjoy themselves. Either way? Here’s a hottie for funsies.
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July 17, 2018
Teaser Tuesday! ‘Abducted’ by Sara Fields
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I was lucky enough to spend the weekend with my Nighthawk, Sara Fields, at All The Books Author Event 2018 and got to talk all about this book so I am thrilled to share her new release with all of you! So for #TeaserTuesday, how would you like sexy aliens capturing a badass warrior chick?
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Abducted
They found her. They took her. Now they will claim her.
When I left Earth behind to become a Celestial Mate, I was promised a perfect match. But four Vakarrans decided they wanted me, and Vakarrans don’t ask for what they want, they take it.
These fearsome, savagely sexy alien warriors don’t care what some computer program thinks would be best for me. They’ve claimed me as their mate, and soon they will claim my body.
I planned to resist, but after I was stripped bare and shamefully punished, they teased me until at last I pleaded for the climax I’d been so cruelly denied. When I broke, I broke completely. Now they are going to do absolutely anything they please with me, and I’m going to beg for all of it.
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Teaser
“Please don’t,” I beg.
I don’t know why I said that. I wanted it. I didn’t want it.
My brain was a mess of confusion. Pleasure and anger at war with one another inside me. I’d come in this room convinced that I was going to be raped, beaten and brutalized, but instead, they were setting my body on fire with pleasure.
Hadn’t expected that. I’d never expected to be punished in such a manner.
I’d been prepared for cruelty. For pain and anger. I thought they’d hurt me, beat me to within an inch of my life and force me to take their seed. I wasn’t prepared for pleasure like this.
It was unnerving. And amazing. I didn’t know what to do.
Even now, sitting down before Talor, I could think of a million ways to snake my legs around his neck, cutting off his air supply and escaping from the four of them, but I did nothing. I couldn’t convince my limbs to move, to fight back as Talor’s tongue snaked around my clit. Touching me, teasing me. I quivered under his touch.
A few moments later, Dex came into the room then with some sort of robot on wheels. It’s smaller than I expected, a cylindrical rolling computer of some kind comprised of black, red and grey colors. It followed him into the center of the room and his dark gaze met mine. The promise held within them shook me to the very core. My pussy clenched in excitement.
I shuddered.
He lifted an arm and crooked a finger towards me, beckoning me to come to him.
Almost as if that simple movement had its own gravitational pull, I was drawn to him.
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What do you think lovelies, Sara totally nailed this story. It may be the third book in her Vakarran Captives series but it is a total standalone and I love it!
Amazon: 1-click it now!
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Want more of Sara Fields?
Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about! Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.
Blog: http://mrssarafieldsauthor.blogspot.com/
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Twitter: https://twitter.com/Mrs_Sara_Fields (@Mrs_Sara_Fields)
Stormy Nights Publications Author Page: http://www.stormynightpublications.com/stormyauthors/sara-fields/
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/SaraFields/e/B016YKP6OY/
July 15, 2018
Ask Me Anything: Measha Stone / Jennifer Bene Guest Spot Video!
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When I was at RT in May I got to sit down with the lovely Measha Stone and do a video alllll about anal play, anal sex, and…. butt stuff in general. It ended up being absolutely hilarious and I wanted to make sure it got included here for posterity’s sake. Or, really, I just think that we’re hilarious after drinking a ton of wine and cackling about butt plugs and painal.
My friends and I are weird… but I think it’s why we’re so amazing.
Enjoy, lovelies!
July 14, 2018
Teaser Saturday! ‘Steel’ by Cari Silverwood
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Thank goodness Corrupt Desires is live because I have so many amazing teasers to share with you. Could you tell? HAAAA! Sorry this is late but I’ve been at the All The Books Author Event 2018 in Houston today and saw so many fans! Did I see you there?! If so, haiiiii!
Anyway! For #TeaserSaturday this is a book I want you to check out because Cari Silverwood is a great friend, I adore her twisted brain, and she just had a dark monster book drop and it is soooo hawt! Have you heard of Steel? Cari went and delved into monster capture fantasy with helpings of humor, perverted sex, and very large cocks. YAASSSS!
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Steel
Why not take every inch of what she’s always wanted before she dies?
Ember is a geek princess and works for CESS Industries. She travels the stars, is rolling in money, but she may as well be in chains.
What she really needs is to find out her past, the names of her parents, and to maybe find a male who turns her on. She craves the BIG guys, like the orcs, though society says it’s taboo.
When the planet she’s on is invaded by a zealot horde, death is almost guaranteed, so why not screw society… and her half-orc guard, Hoss.
Only they don’t die. They get rescued by Baz, an angry, cyborg, space-junker captain with a mortgage on his dick and a lecherous eye on Ember. He aims to upgrade his most intimate tool and big will do, but what does a man really need to be perfect again?
These two males both want in her pants, her bed, and maybe her heart.
Devour Steel to discover how to multi-task while handling a cyborg and an orc… a trio of nefarious cybermonks, an invisible dragon, a ton of betrayal, and a smidgen of Armageddon.
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Teaser
Their legs dangled over the edge of the garden terrace. The vast window ahead showed a horizon marked by war and flames. Here was still perfect. Ember’s bare feet even touched his now and then. They’d kicked off their boots.
“Beautiful.” Ember raised a glass toward the black sky. Glowing specks and squares marked the battlesnarkers that cruised overhead. “Still no one coming. We’re fucked, I think.”
Hoss only grunted. Not much to add to that. “I am happy.”
It was true.
“Have you ever…” Past the slur in her voice, he heard a swallow. “Have you ever thought of making love to a woman, Hoss?”
His world grew a few cracks. His heart stopped. “No.” Liar. “You mean…a human woman?” He kept his gaze rigid and straight ahead, though hope was rising.
Be calm, be logical. This doesn’t mean anything.
But the rut had hold of him. Take. Fuck. Make it yours!
Oh, fuck off. He could be iron, emotionless. He was orc!
“I have a thing, you see.”
A thing? He glimpsed her lower her glass to the terrace floor on the other side then climb to her knees. Then she reached up and laid a hand on his shoulder. Hoss tensed. From the corner of his vision, he saw the approach of the female’s face. “Can I?”
Finally, he turned his head and regarded her. Jaw clenched he thought through his answer and tried not to squeak as he replied.
“It is not outside my own desires. However, my job is to keep you safe. This would not be safe. Trust me, you do not want to do this.”
“I trust you.” She rose to her knees and her hand grazed the top of his thigh then landed gracefully and agonizing over the shaft of his cock. The weight of the girl’s hand… He let out a strangled curse that threatened to become a groan.
“Hoss. Ummm. Would I fit?”
Then he did curse and he swiveled to place his hands either side of her waist, lift her over him and deposit her straddling his lap, thighs to either side. But he was so big compared to her that her folded legs slipped and her body split apart as far as it could. Her skirt slipped up her thighs.
“You’ll fit enough,” he growled.
With fingers and one claw, he tore a hole in the crotch of her tights then he undid his fly and released his cock. It sprang upright between them and he raised her and held her above. “Keep your legs spread.”
Even before he touched her, her mouth was parted, her breath fevered, and she wriggled enough to tempt a sworn celibate…which he was not.
Hoss raised her even higher so he could scrutinize her pussy and saw that it was wet and glistening and red, and very swollen. Ready for him. He swore again.
She clearly wanted him to penetrate her first, but he decided to delay such a magnificent moment. Instead he lowered her enough that his tongue could taste her cunt. With her legs draped down his back, he began to lick. Soon she was writhing over his mouth and begging for more. Begging loudly, whimpering.
Aaargh. If only this had happened another time.
He paused to consider this human female he’d always considered untouchable and angelic. “And what is this thing you say you have? Would it be a desire for an orc to shove his big cock inside you?”
When she remained silent, he licked her again until she was panting even more loudly and squealing – though the squeals were more for the biting of her cunt and thighs. Delicious girl.
“Tell me. Tell me before I attempt to impale you on me.”
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Cari totally had me at huge cocks, and this has huge ones! I know you can’t wait to snag a copy, so do it!! It is also free on Kindle Unlimited, so there is no reason to not share in the monster cocks!
Amazon: 1-click now!
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Want more of Cari Silverwood?
Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of kinky darkness or sometimes of dark kinkiness. When others are writing bad men doing bad things, you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
Since she’s now writing depraved monster capture fantasy, there is no end in sight to where she will dare to go. The universe may need help.
You can sign up for her mailing list here
Website – http://www.carisilverwood.net/
Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/cari.silverwood
Twitter – https://twitter.com/carisilverwood?lang=en
July 12, 2018
Teaser Thursday! ‘Complicated Love’ by Livia Grant!
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That’s right, we’re keeping up with our teasers this week with #TeaserThursday and I’ve got a blistering hot excerpt for you from my author bestie Livia Grant and her incredible new release ‘Complicated Love’! I got to read this early, and even wrote her an editorial review, so check this out and then scroll down for her teaser so you know alllll the good reasons to 1-click it NAOW!
“No one can write a cast of characters like Livia Grant where each and every voice is unique and powerful, and she nails it in ‘Complicated Love’ along with the intense passion and page-burning story of Jax, Chase, and Emma dealing with their very complicated love. Dirty, sexy, and absolutely the HEA of my dreams, don’t miss this 5-star read!” – Jennifer Bene, USA Today bestselling author
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Complicated Love
Keeping two lovers in sync is hard enough. Three is incredibly complicated.
Jaxson, Chase, and Emma may have officially bit off more than they can chew. Already running two wildly successful clubs in Washington D.C., they decide to expand, opening Runway West and Black Light West in luxurious Beverly Hills, California.
But there is no relaxing for the infamous threesome.
With construction deadlines looming, staffing decisions to make, and multiple outsiders hitting on her men, Emma feels pressured into keeping a dangerous secret from them-breaking the number one rule of their unique relationship.
Can Jaxson, Chase, and Emma’s complicated love survive all that life is throwing at them, or will the pull of outside influences cause it to fall apart forever?
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Author’s Note: Complicated Love takes place in the Black Light world and while the characters have appeared in previous books, it can be read as a standalone and complete story, although readers will get the most enjoyment having read at least Infamous Love, the prequel to Black Light first.
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Teaser
He tugged, pulling her to her knees before him as he slowly stroked the long cock she loved so much. He opened his legs wide, the only invitation she needed to lunge forward and take the tip of his shaft into her mouth.
By now, they all had every centimeter of each other’s bodies memorized. There was nothing they hadn’t seen, sucked, stroked, or fucked over the years, so Emma knew exactly where to lick the underside of his cock to trigger his guttural groan as she tasted the first drops of his precum on her tongue.
As was their rule for her, unless otherwise instructed, her arms were behind her back, each hand cupping the opposite elbow. She controlled the speed and depth of the blowjob in progress with only her mouth, until like always, Jaxson eventually laced his fingers through her hair as he grabbed her head, using it as a handle to control the scene.
God she’d missed this. His domination allowed her to turn herself over, to surrender to his power––his will. She adored him, especially when he jammed her face down until she held every inch of him in her gurgling throat as a few course pubic hairs tickled her nose.
She was getting light headed by the time she felt her panties being pulled down and Chase’s slippery fingers slathering lube at the entrance of her bottom hole. It acted like a love potion, ramping up her own sexual need tenfold as her body recognized it was about to be pleasured.
Once Chase had prepared her, Jaxson pulled her from his cock as he gave his next order. “Hop on my lap, baby. It’s time for you to go for a ride.”
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omgggg, SO HOT! This threesome always stuns me with just how freaking loving but dirrtttyyyy they can be! Livia Grant freaking nails that tightrope between romantic and naughty, and it makes me love this book SO DAMN HARD! I know you can’t wait to snag a copy, so goooo! DO IT!!
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USA Today bestselling author Livia Grant lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a young man, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. She is blessed to have traveled extensively and as much as she loves to visit places around the globe, the Midwest and its changing seasons will always be home. Livia started writing when she felt like she finally had the life experience to write a riveting story that she hopes her readers won’t be able to put down. Livia’s fans appreciate her deep character driven plots, often rooted in an ensemble cast where the friendships are as important as the romance… well, almost. She writes one hell of an erotic romance.
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