Friday, 31 January 2014

Flash Fiction Friday - Justice #FFF

Another Friday, another flash... Enjoy :-)

Lips locked together, she ground herself into his groin in wild abandon, and he responded with sickening enthusiasm. One hand fisted in her hair, the other locked around her hips, Duncan yanked the harlot closer to him.
Did he not realize she wasn't her?
Damn it, of course he didn't. Susie had never told him about her twin. The one who should still be locked up behind bars, after the last lover she'd ripped to shreds.
She'd never told him she could shift either. Well, they were both in for a surprise. And this time justice would be hers.


Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Till next week, folks.

D x  

Thursday, 30 January 2014

Alpha's Claim with @JessicaJayne13 #shifter #anthology @evernightpub

It's time to bring you another story from Evernight Publishing's newest Anthology, Alpha's Claim.

Today I have the lovely Jessica Jayne here to tell us about her story.

Anthology Blurb:
Strength. Power. Domination. 
The shifters in our Alpha’s Claim anthology have one thing in common – they won’t take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won’t let anyone stop them from claiming their women.
Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?

“Panther Ridge” by Jessica Jayne

Panther Ridge Blurb:

Nathan Thorne is many things. Confident. Proud. Strong. Ruggedly good-looking. And a firefighter. But what really makes him different from most men is that he’s part animal… literally…he shifts into a Florida panther. Nate has spent most of his life a loner, finding satisfaction in random women and roaming his one hundred fifty acres of Florida flatlands in Panther Ridge that his mother left him. He was content. But when Ciara Black enters Nate’s favorite hangout he doesn’t know what hit him. She’s everything he’s ever desired and he knows without a doubt that she’s his mate.
Ciara is on the run trying to escape her father and step-brother’s attempts to steal her Momma’s money. Life is hard and full of disappointments until she meets Nate Thorne. He turns her inside out with just a few words and a smile.
When someone threatens Ciara, Nate can’t do anything but protect what’s his. Can Ciara love him and the animal within?

“What brought you to town, Ciara?” Nate asked. His gaze wandered over her face. Her nose dipped just slightly giving her a delicate look. Her lips were full and pouty, perfect for wrapping around his cock. Fuck! I need to get my head on straight. It hasn’t been that long since I’ve been laid. But it had been that long since he’d wanted so desperately to be laid by a particular female. In fact, this may have been the only time he could remember feeling only one female could bring him the release he needed, and that female was her. Every ounce of him, body and soul, told him Ciara was his mate.
“A change,” she said, softly, finally looking away from him.
“A change from what?” he pushed.
“A change from my family,” she said, opening the cooler and apparently checking the stock.
“What’s wrong with your family?” Nate asked. “Jack’s a great guy.” Shutting the cooler door, she turned to face him. Placing her hands on the counter, she leaned in closer to him. Her scent enveloped him and he had to bite his lower lip to keep from growling.
“Uncle Jack’s not the problem. He’s the reason I stayed in Florida. Otherwise, I’d have headed out west to get clear of my money-grubbing father and stepbrother,” she said, looking him straight in the eye. “You’re quite the nibby-nose!”
“Just like to know who’s pouring my beer,” he said with a smirk.
“Are you going to look at me all night like you want to eat me alive?”
Nate’s hands shot out to grasp her wrist in such a quick fashion that Ciara looked stunned. Being a panther shifter made him more agile than most normal men. His quickness had saved his life on more than one occasion, but it also benefitted him in situations like this one where he wanted to make a point and catch someone off guard.  The feel of her skin against his was more than he could take, and the growl that he had been trying to stifle escaped.
“I am going to eat you alive,” he whispered, tightening his grip on her wrists. Her blue eyes widened. Though there was a hint of fear in her eyes, he also saw the desire, and that made him continue. “I’m going to bury my tongue in that sweet little pussy of yours until you come all over my face. I can’t wait to taste you.” She inhaled sharply at his words.
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Author Bio:

Jessica Jayne

I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor's degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing. It is such a pleasure to be able to share all the stories in my head!

In the journey of life, I got my law degree (and license) and also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure.

I love to read and write... obviously! I’m a huge sports fan, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes! Go Steelers! Go Rays! Go Lightning! I LOVE to travel... LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. Did I say I love to travel? I love to drink coffee in the morning and tea at night! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a founding member of that crazy group! J I love hanging out with my family and my friends! Music makes me happy. I’m a mix between country girl and city chic. But I love nothing more than putting on my jean shorts, tank top, cowboy boots and hat and watching Tim McGraw or Eric Church belt it out! I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat! :-)

Favorite quote: “If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies.”

Twitter:  @JessicaJayne13

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Wednesday, 29 January 2014

#MWTease from Auctioned to Protect #bdsm

Happy Hump Day, folks, and welcome to another edition of Mid Week Tease.

*said in her best game show host voice*

Okay, okay, I'll be serious. I'm just in a rather happy mood, because I got new Cover Art this week, so today's tease comes from Auctioned to Protect, which is scheduled for release on March 11th.

Those of you who've read Auctioned to the Honorable Dom will remember Laura's brother Mike... Well, this is his story, and an obedient submissive this man doth not make. It gets hot, be warned!


She clenched her hands so hard that her nails dug into her palms, and Mike finally moved. With a grace that seemed out of sorts for his huge frame he knelt on the stone floor in front of her and grasped her hands. Heat arched up her arms from the simple contact, and she put up no resistance when he uncurled her fingers one by one and then pressed kisses along the crescent moons left behind by her nails. Scarlett knew she should stop him, but the reverent way he worshipped her hands left her breathless and wondering.  By the time he stopped and sat back down on his haunches to look up at her, her heart was trying to beat itself out of her chest, and the raw lust she saw in his heavy lidded gaze took her breath away.
"Why?" he asked.                                          
The single question hung in the air between them, heavy and expectant, and she took a step away from him, to stop herself from reaching out to touch him.
"Why what?"
Mike laughed and gestured around the room, and with a self-depreciating glance down at himself shook his head.
"This. All of it. Why do you need this? I really want to understand this, but I just can't wrap my head around it. Why the fuck am I even down here? I mean I'm all for going along with what turns a woman on, but this is just…"
He let his words trail off and she had to smile at the bewildered expression on his face.
"How do you feel down there, right now?" she asked and he frowned again.
Mike's groan trembled through her, and she had to fight the urge to clench her thighs together.
"Because usually the only reason I'm down on my knees in front of a woman is because I'm going to eat out her cunt, okay. And something tells me you're not going to let me do that anytime soon, so yeah, I just feel stupid."
He glared up at her, every inch of his large muscular frame tense and looking uncomfortable, but it was the look in his eyes that made her blood sing.
"And if I told you that you could do just that? What would you do?" she asked.
Her question had the desired effect as he visibly relaxed and some of his usual cockiness returned.
"I'd rather show you than tell you." His voice had taken on that sandpapery feel again. Every syllable of his deep baritone seemed to scrape along her nerve endings and settle deep inside her core. It made her want to take him up on his offer so badly she had taken several steps toward him before she even realized what she was doing. He flinched when she dug the pointed toe of her boot into his groin and groaned when she ran it along his hardening dick.
"I'm sure you would, big boy, but I want you to use your words. After all, how am I supposed to know if you're any good at it otherwise? I might be wasting my time."
He crunched his teeth together and balled his hands into white knuckled fists on his thighs. When he looked up at her again his eyes were almost black with need. Seeing her own lust reflected in his eyes pitched her arousal one step higher and she was suddenly desperate to take this to the next level.
"I'd start by grabbing that damn zip end with my teeth and pull it away until I could reveal your cunt layer by layer. I'd take my time and drive you crazy, as my breath teased your moist folds, and I would lap at your cream. I'd lick and nibble my way around the outer lips and then delve deeper inside until I find your sweet spot. I'd coax that little nubbin with my teeth until it swelled and peeked out of his hiding place proud and strong. Then I'd use my hands to spread you wide, so you opened to me, and I'd blow across your moist flesh, until you're so needy for me that your hands yank at my hair and push me into your cunt. Then I'd lick you all over, without touching your clit and then I’d use my tongue to fuck your sweet hole. You'll be gushing for me and I’ll take you right to the edge and then I'll leave you hanging until you can’t stand it anymore, and you scream for me to make you come. Then and only then I'll suck your clit so hard you see stars whilst my fingers fuck you into multiple orgasms, and if you're a very good girl I'll even let you have my cock."
Blood rushed in Scarlett's ears at the erotic images his words provoked, though in her mind's eye, he was Shibari tied and unable to move whilst she sat on his face and he worked his magic with his lips and tongue alone. His goatee delivered friction where she needed him most, and she came in a big gush all over his beard roughened face, as he lapped at her juices like a man starved of water for days.
The hand closing around her ankle brought her out of those lust filled musings and she had to grab onto his big shoulders to stop herself from toppling over when he flung that leg over his shoulder. Hands digging into her hips, he pulled her close enough for his hot mouth to do exactly what he said he would, and she closed her eyes against the sensuous slide of the zip, as he pulled it open with his teeth.
Cool air hit her heated cunt and Mike inhaled sharply against her bared mound.

"I knew you couldn't be wearing anything under there. Fuck, you're so hot."


I had great fun writing these two, and here's that cover.

Tough undercover cop Mike Anderson does not submit to anyone, let alone a pint sized bundle of curves with a Mistress Complex, who stands for everything he despises about BDSM.

Thrown into a world where the rules make no sense to him, he has to rely on his instincts, and they all scream one thing—submit to His Lady.

Scarlett Simpson is one of the most feared Mistresses at Club Spectrum and she has a score to settle. Mike's atrocious behavior needs addressing. If only she wasn't so attracted to the big hunk of a man, and he didn't prove so utterly responsive. As she explores his boundaries through Shibari and Knife Play, Scarlett can't help but get emotionally involved.

Submission freely given is a gift she treasures, but can she trust Mike to stay around once the case is over? When danger comes knocking, will Mike be able to protect her, or will this end in tragedy?


Now, hop along for some more delicious teasers. Just what you need to get you over the hump

Tuesday, 28 January 2014

#TantalizingTuesdays - Too late...

Happy Tuesday all. I'm sharing my picture with the awesome Raven MacAllan today, who has a very different take on this pic to what I saw. Do make sure to check out her version!

You will probably need tissues for have been warned

(Source: Facebook
Original Source Unknown)

"Ssh, it doesn't matter."  
Her heart broke at the pain she saw in his eyes.
"You can't save them all."
She wrapped her arms around his waist, and pulled him close. Pressed against him, his harsh breaths trembled through her, and his heartbeat thundered under her ear.
"It was her all over again." 
Lana drew him closer still, and his hands fisted in her hair. It was only with her he let his guard down. No trace of the cool surgeon remained.
"I am so sorry, my love. You don't need to hear this, not today of all days."
He rested his forehead on hers, and they clung together, united in their grief.
His tears mingled with hers, until she stood on tiptoes to kiss him. He groaned, deepening the kiss, as passion flared between them. When he pulled away, the loss of his warmth sent a shiver down her spine. He traced his thumb over her kiss swollen lips, and smiled, before he turned her around to face the head stone.
Miri's smiling face greeted them. Taken on the day she died, their daughter blew out the candles on her cake.
"Happy Birthday, Miri. We miss you so much."

 Tantalizing Tuesday Authors use a photo prompt to tease in 200 words. Please click on the graphic to check out the other fabulous participating authors.

As ever, let me know what you thought of my teaser today. 

D xx 

Monday, 27 January 2014

Alpha's Claim with @jorjalovett #shifter #newrelease @evernightpub

Oh, look the weekend time warp has been and gone, and it's Monday again. Never fear, however, I have the perfect thing here to make you smile and heat you up in this cold weather.

Like I said last week I'm featuring some of the fabulous authors of Evernight Publishing's latest Anthologies Alpha's Claim.

Today it's the lovely Jorja Lovett's turn to share an excerpt from her story with us. Enjoy!

Alpha's Claim Anthology


Strength. Power. Domination.

The shifters in our Alpha's Claim anthology have one thing in common—they won't take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won't let anyone stop them from claiming their women.

Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha? 

I can't resist Evernight Publishing's anthologies. Especially when they put out a call for yummy Alpha shifters. My story in the anthology is Extinction. Here's a little snippet…

"You have nothing to be ashamed of." The look Lucas shot her pinged Holly's nipples into points against the flimsy fabric of her nightwear.
"You saw me naked?" Regardless of whether his tale was true or not, she hated that there was a possibility he had seen her at her most vulnerable.
"I think that makes us even, don't you?" He clutched the pillow closer to his groin. She'd have to remember to put the cover in the wash tomorrow.
"So, you've seen me in the nip, and I've seen you. It's been fun, but could you please fuck off now? It's been a long day." She wanted to crawl back into bed and pretend the past twenty-four hours had never happened.
"I didn't realize losing my father's funding would cause you such hardship. I'm sorry I upset you. That wasn't my intention." He had seen her tears after all. Bugger. That put her on the back foot.
"What did you think was going to happen? That we would put the flags out and celebrate our independence? As much as I detest saying it, we rely on your contribution to fund the project here." She had to set her weapon down so she could wipe away some more stupid tears.
"I'm still trying to get over the loss of my father. I guess I was trying to make it easier on myself by cutting a lot of ties to him. Listen, do you have something I can wear? It's impossible to have a serious conversation when I'm standing here with my balls in my hand." He peered at her from under lowered lids, sounding strangely vulnerable.
Maybe he wasn't such a cold hearted bastard after all. She knew she would go completely doolally if anything happened to her parents. That still didn't make it any more appropriate for him to be stark bollock naked in her bedroom. The sooner he covered up his six-pack and that happy trail of hair dipping from his navel, the quicker she could resume hating him. She grabbed her robe from behind the bedroom door and threw it at him.
"Thanks." He dropped the pillow to catch it in both hands.
Fuck a duck! Holly tried to avert her eyes, but she could still see his junk swinging about in
her peripheral vision as he dressed. "I think I'll go put the kettle on."

Author Bio:

Jorja Lovett is a British author with both Irish and Scottish roots, which makes for a very dry sense of humour. Writing since she was old enough to wield a pen, it wasn't until she joined her crit group, UCW, that she pursued her passion seriously.

Now, with Joe Manganiello as her permanent muse, if she can leave the pause button on her Magic Mike dvd long enough, she hopes to spend the rest of her days writing steamy romances.

Author Links: Facebook, Twitter, Blog, Website

Sunday, 26 January 2014

#SexySnippets from The Orgasm Project #shiftermenage @evernightpub

It's time to tease you again with seven sentences. I've been bringing you snippets from The Bear Project, but I thought I would take you back to the beginnings today and share from book one of The Projects.

The Orgasm Project was when this world was first born, and this is the moment Maria introduces Anastasia to her brothers.


She barely heard Maria's introductions, because the men stepped either side of her. Caged in between the two finest specimen of hunk she had ever seen, her heart went into overdrive when the taller one bent down and traced a finger along her jawline. He tipped her head up to make her look at him, and she lost herself in his wicked smile.
"We'll take it from here, sis."
"Sis?" she asked. How she got her voice to work she wasn't quite sure.

"Yes, these two lumps are my brothers, and they've been pestering me for ages to get me to introduce you to them."

What's a girl to do when her best friend confides her inability to orgasm? Set up the Orgasm Project of course, and Maria knows just the guys to do it. Her hot as Hades brothers might be full of themselves, but at least they're safe. What can possibly go wrong?
Anastasia wants the ground to swallow her whole when she meets the twins. How embarrassing can this be, even if the gorgeous hunks set her knickers aflame with just one look? 
Jake and Carter know their mate when they see her, and nothing is going to stop these cougar shifters from claiming her. Their night of passion leads to discoveries neither one of them is prepared for.
Has their bite awakened a monster or their destiny?

Be Warned: menage (MFM) sex

Buy links: Evernight  Amazon  Amazon UK  Bookstrand  ARe


Do check out the other Authors participating today, and why not join us next week? Sexy Snippets are seven sexy sentences taken from a work in progress or published work.

Saturday, 25 January 2014

Alpha's Claim Manlove with Pelaam #anthology @evernightpub #newrelease

I hope you're enjoying your weekend, folks.  Yesterday saw the release of the Evernight Alpha's Claim Anthologies. If you haven't read one of the awesome Evernight Anthos yet, then you don't know what you're missing.

I have a few of the authors of the latest two Anthologies stop by my blog over the next few days, and today it's Pelaam's turn with a look at her story Black Moon Rising.


Strength. Power. Domination. 

The shifters in our Alpha's Claim: Manlove Edition anthology have one thing in common—they won't take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won't let anyone stop them from claiming their men. 

Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?

Be Warned: m/m sex


Blurb for Black Moon Rising:

The Alpha gets what he wants when he wants it. His Beast will stop at nothing to claim his mate.
When Marcus rescues Kody, he’s sure he’s found his mate. But Kody isn’t another bear, he’s a lynx, and he’s reluctant to trust anyone. Especially an Alpha like Marcus.

Sounds reached his ears: low growls, hisses, and the odd, drawn-out yowl. As he closed the distance, the sounds grew louder. He burst through thick foliage and into a clearing. The sounds were made by a trio of Canada lynxes. Shifters, he sensed it. A fourth one was pressed so far into a small hole in a tree’s trunk that only its head and front paws were visible. As the other three took turns approaching, it lashed out with its paw.
Marcus was certain the trio of cats were purposely baiting it. While they seemed fairly fresh as they moved in one after the other, the lynx in the tree looked like it was tiring. Then he heard the soft mewls of distress it was making, and a red mist descended before his eyes.
He rose up on his hind legs and bellowed loudly. The three lynxes looked at him, and then scattered as he charged towards them. He briefly considered giving chase, but the scent he’d followed remained close by. He turned and looked at the remaining lynx still huddled in the bole of the tree. He shifted, resuming his human form, but the lynx didn’t move.
“My name is Marcus. I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
He sat down, hoping to make himself appear less threatening. For a moment or two, the lynx remained hunched, and then slowly crawled forward and out of the tree. Marcus sat immobile, as the lynx shifted. Then the breath caught in his throat.
A slender, pale skinned man stood before him. Thick honey-blond hair, badly matted and carelessly parted to the left, reached slim shoulders. Despite being both dirty and disheveled, there was no missing the beauty that lay beneath.
The young man looked around nervously. "They'll be back. They'll come after me because their fear of the Alpha's fury will be greater than their fear of you."

Buy Links:  Evernight  Amazon  ARe  Bookstrand


Author Bio

Bio: Living in clean, green New Zealand, I am an author, foodie, wine buff and Art Historian. I write M/M romance and erotica across time and space.

Friday, 24 January 2014

Flash Fiction Friday - Mine... #FFF

Here's your tease for today. I had fun with this one. :-)

What the…?
Rita couldn't believe her eyes. She'd heard the rumors, of course. They all had. Any man that gorgeous and seemingly so uninterested in any of the women who'd thrown themselves in his way had to be gay.
But this?
He didn't look half bad doing that blonde either. Rita saved the site and then went to work. There was only thing to do. She had to stop this spreading, and fast, before the gossip mongers got hold of this.

A man with a cock that big was all hers and hers alone. He wouldn't be ignoring her anymore…


Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Till next week, folks.

D x  

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

#MWTease from Through the Dom's Lens #bdsm #interracial

Midweek tease is back with a brand new graphic thanks to the awesome Sandra Bunino!

So, without further ado, here's your tease from my upcoming Interracial BDSM romance Through the Dom's Lens, which is scheduled for release in March with Evernight Publishing.

Here's the unedited blurb:

Sometimes doing a favor can change your life forever.      
Never one to rate her curves, Sally thinks her glamorous sister has lost the plot. Stand in for her at a photo shoot with the most sought after bondage photographer ever?
She'll be laughed out of the studio, or arrested, or both. However, the temptation to actually meet the man she's been secretly lusting after for months proves too hard to resist.
Junsako cannot believe his eyes, when Sally turns up. It's been a long time since the Dom in him felt such an instant pull to anyone. All those curves will look beautiful in Shibari suspension, and Sally proves to be a born submissive. If only she would let go of her body issues and see the beautiful woman he sees through his lens.
Only one thing to do—convince her—with as much kinky sex as possible.


This is the moment Junsako realizes that he's been deceived.... never the best thing to do to a Dom....

This pretty little thing was not Maddison Wood, but she had to be related. She had the same almond shaped eyes that had first captivated him when he'd met Maddy at a BDSM club in Montreal several years ago now. Back then she'd just been finding her feet in the model industry and he'd had fun showing her the ropes, so to speak. A few well-placed phone calls had given the young Maddy a much needed boost, and that had been his responsibilities taken care of.
He'd been surprised when her agent had put her forward for this photo shoot. She was not the body shape he'd been looking for, but this young woman was, and she had the same vulnerability that had first drawn him to a young Maddy.
"I'm sorry, I told her this would never work."
He almost didn't catch the breathy whisper, so low was her voice, and he gave in to instinct and cupped her chin to force her to look at him.
Junsako steeled himself against the misery in the depth of her warm chestnut gaze, and firmed his voice.
"You told who?" he asked.
"Maddy … she's my sister."
Well, this just got better by the minute, but that certainly explained the resemblance.
"Why would your sister send you here, pretending to be her?"
The younger version of Maddy blinked rapidly and tried her best to wriggle away, but he firmed his hold on her chin, and slid his other hand to her throat. Her eyes widened and she stopped fidgeting when he squeezed just hard enough to get her attention.
"Better, girl, I suggest you answer me. And tell me the truth, before I start our first session with a punishment."
He didn't miss the involuntary shudder that went through her, or the sharp intake of breath. Her heart beat thundered under his fingertips, and he hid his smile. This disastrous day was beginning to look up after all.
"P … punishment?" Her huge eyes sought his and then dropped to his mouth and stayed there. "I-I'm not here to be punished. I was helping Maddy out, that's all. This is supposed to be just a photo shoot. I'm sorry if I'm such a disappointment. I'll just go and we can forget all about this." She tried to rise and he tightened his hold on her neck, keeping her in place.
"Did I say you were a disappointment?" he asked.
Again her expressive gaze darted to his and his cock hardened to the point of pain when she licked her lips. It wasn't a conscious act, more a nervous gesture, that told him how out of her depth she was. The check list she'd dutifully filled out, told him the rest. Here was a natural submissive keen to experience a taste of the lifestyle and he was just the man to give her that. Junsako hadn't been looking for a new sub, but there was something about Maddy's sister that drew him like the moth to the flame, and now that he had her here, he had no intention of letting her go again.
"I must be. I've seen the other models that—"
His dismissive growl in answer cut her short and she bit into her plump lip. Fascinated he watched her little white teeth leave indents in the soft flesh and he rubbed his thumb over the moist area.
"Don’t do that. The only marks I want to see on your beautiful skin are the ones I put there." Her pulse jumped under his fingers and Junsako let out the breath he hadn't been aware of holding. He was reading her right then. "I had very specific terms for this assignment, and none of those models were the body shape I require for this set of pictures. I want to show off the beauty of a woman's body. I want to enhance the soft flesh bound with my ropes. For that I need a real woman—like you." Her soft gasp was music to his ears. "I want to make you fly. To see your skin flushed with arousal and need, to run my hands all over the abundant curves I can see under your dress. With your permission, of course."
He released her and took a step away to give her space, mindful of the fact that this had to be her decision. Mindful, also, of the strong attraction shimmering between them, that inexplicable pull of chemistry that he hadn’t felt with anyone in far too long.
Aikiri and he had it briefly, but it hadn't been strong enough for him to want to keep her with him. Once trained, she had remained as his assistant only. As though she was following his thought processes, Aikiri fingered her collar and smiled at him over Maddy's sister's head, and he nodded just once.
For the first time since Aikiri had accepted her new Master's collar, and expressed her wish to leave Junsako's protection, the apathy plaguing him had left. Anticipation fizzed through his veins and the heavy fog of desire brought his dominant side to the fore. He wanted this woman with every fiber of his being.
"And you want to do all that with me?" The hopeful tones of her whispered question made him smile.

"Yes, I do. Will you let me, sister of Maddy?"



What do you think? Will she let him?

Do check out the other fabulous Mid week teasers. It's just what you need to get you over the hump.

Tuesday, 21 January 2014

#TantalizingTuesdays - No Turning Back

Is it me, or do these Tuesdays rush round? Enjoy your tease today.

Source: Facebook
Original Source Unknown

"I-I changed my mind. I can't do this."
Lynn froze, and the breath left her lungs in a big whoosh when he wrapped one arm around her, and pulled her sharply back into his hard frame. His scent and heat surrounded her. Richard's bare torso burned into her exposed back, and he rubbed his stubble roughened cheek against the sensitive skin of her neck. Her pulse jumped in answer and a spike of intense desire made her clit tingle in need.
       She felt his smile in the butterfly kisses he rained on her skin.  Interspersed with little bites they left a heated path of awareness behind. Little darts of pain, followed by soothing kisses, that blew all of her objections into the water. Hot breaths puffed along her exposed shoulder, as he marched her to the plate glass window of their hotel suite.
"Put your hands up, palms on the glass."
The edge of command in his gravelly voice sent a rush of moisture into her knickers, and their gazes connected in the reflection of the glass
Fathomless pools of dark desire his eyes pulled her under his spell.
"This is what you've signed up for, have you not, girl?"

 Tantalizing Tuesday Authors use a photo prompt to tease in 200 words. Please click on the graphic to check out the other fabulous participating authors.

As ever, let me know what you thought of my teaser today. 

D xx 

Sunday, 19 January 2014

#SexySnippets from The Bear Project #shifter @evernightpub

Hope you've had a great week and are enjoying your weekend, folks. I signed my second contract of the year yesterday, so my weekend was off to a fantastic start.


Today I'll bring you another seven from The Bear Project. Cole and Emmi had somewhat of an argument and Emmi has decided that she can't fight the inevitable any longer....

Cole's bear growled his agreement, and Emmi's clit did the hallelujah dance. Cole's nostrils flared, and his knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel tighter.
"Damn it, Emmi, do you have any idea how many fuck me now signals you're giving out right now?" Cole groaned the words through clenched teeth and when he looked at her again she looked into the eyes of his bear. Raw heat, need, and some other much deeper emotion that made her heart turn over in her chest, all there as plain as day for her to see. Cole might hide his feelings, but his bear seemed utterly incapable of doing so, and that thought made a bubble of happiness burst inside her chest.
"Perhaps you ought to put your foot down and get us to wherever we're going faster, so you can do something about it then."

When Animal conservationist Emmi Layne meets bad boy Cole Jackson there is no denying the instant lust between them. She has a thing for bears, after all. However, you cannot build a relationship on awesome sex alone, especially when you live on different continents, and have nothing in common.

Everything changes when Emmi discovers that their night of passion has left her with more than erotic memories. She has no means of contacting him, even if she wanted to, but she hasn't counted on this bear shifter's determination.

Cole is not what he seems, and he will stop at nothing to claim what's his—even if that means breaking all the rules. Can he trust the mating bond to deliver, or will it spell the end of an ancient blood line? With the odds stacked against them, can this unlikely duo find happiness together?

Be Warned: rimming, spanking, anal sex, bondage

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Friday, 17 January 2014

Flash Friday Fiction - The Wish #FFF

Happy Friday, folks. Enjoy today's flash :-)

"Make a wish."
Sandra rolled her eyes at the dramatic tone of voice and earned herself a swift kick under the table from Mimi. Seriously, though, she wasn’t taken in by his charlatan, no, not her.
The ridiculous old fashioned outfit was bad enough, and what was with the fake accent? Shame really, because he was quite cute otherwise.
She dutifully closed her eyes at Mimi's hissed whisper. Instantly the atmosphere in the room changed. Goose flesh broke out on Sandra's arms, and Mimi screamed. Blinding light poured from the seer's fingertips.
Come to me Sandra … It's time.


Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Till next week, folks.

D x  

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

#TantalizingTuesdays - Flirting with Danger

It's Tuesdays, so that means it's time to tease....

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Original Source unknown

He rolled over and opened his eyes to her reflection in the wine glass.
"You're leaving?"
She stopped adjusting her stocking and straightened slowly. His gaze followed the sensuous movements of her delectable body he'd explored every inch of. The visible signs of his possession on her porcelain skin had his cock harden in anticipation, and he fisted himself slowly.
"I have to. Dawn is coming"
Ruby red lips curved up in a smile and he forgot to breathe as her emerald eyes connected with his, and she sashayed toward him. Her cool hand cupped his shaft and with a wicked smile in his direction she licked the drop of glistening pre-cum away. He sucked in his breath, as her tongue slid up and down his length, her fingernails digging into his thighs.

Damn, she was too good at this. He teetered at the brink and when she bit down, he roared his release, as he shot his load down her slender throat. She licked him clean and he tasted himself in her lingering kiss of good bye. The last image penetrating his consciousness was the regret in her eyes, as she licked the drop of blood off her lips.

Tantalizing Tuesday Authors use a photo prompt to tease in 200 words. Please click on the graphic to check out the other fabulous participating authors.

As ever, let me know what you thought of my teaser today. 

D xx 

Monday, 13 January 2014

A Love Unfinished with @BethanyKris #newrelease #dragon @evernightpub

Woot, we blinked and that weekend time warp has hit again, and it's Monday. Fear not, however, as I have a great treat for you in the form of a yummy dragon shifter. This is so going on my must read list!

Take it away, Bethany.


Why I Love To Write Paranormal Romance

First and foremost, thanks so much to Doris for giving me a chance to chat about my new release and paranormal romance with her lovely fans and readers today. She’s an awesome lady and deserves lots of hugs and love.
The best thing about being a writer, in my opinion, is having stories to tell. Between the characters that won’t leave me alone in the middle of the night, the dialogue I’m constantly running out loud while I work, and the plots I’m tossing out for my spouse to give his opinion, my mind never stops.
When you toss in a bit of paranormal and a whole lot of romance to these stories, suddenly everything gets a whole lot better. With paranormal aspects, you can do just about anything. It’s your world, your characters, and so long as you keep it consistent, the only place you can go is up.
Where else can you find shifters, magic, and mythical creatures mixing with love and lust? Um, yes!
Alpha males who dominate in their clans, or packs, just as much as they do in the bedroom? Even better.
 So why do I love writing paranormal romance? Because. There are no limits. None at all.
Dragons? Sure. Why not?


Over two decades ago, an attack on The Clan of Cobalt left families of dragons in ruins; now, with the clans able to start rebuilding their lives, history is beginning to rewrite, one dragon and one mate at a time…

Dani Heartview spent a year running from the past she can’t forget and it’s about to catch up in the form of Holden Levy. When he suddenly disappeared, she was devastated, but now he’s back. Even if she can’t deny their connection, the man who returned is vastly different from the one who left.

With Holden’s secrets uncovered, the Alpha dragon inside the man is demanding for its mate to be claimed, but there’s danger lurking close by. Still, his abandonment is a monster she can’t shake. Can she forgive to restart their life, and if she does, can Dani handle exactly what it means to be a dragon’s mate?

Clans of Fire, Book One


“Get away from me,” I hissed. “You have no right to be here.”

Emotion broke through on his handsome features, marring it with sadness as my eyes blurred with unshed tears. “Please, Dani…”

“Stop saying my name.” My voice was rising to an unhealthy octave. My heart was pounding at a too fast pace. Why would he be here? He had to have known I wouldn’t want him here. “Stop sharing my fucking air. For God sakes, get out of my space, Holden.”

“Ouch, man.”

Holden didn’t even glance back at his friend. “Shut up, Duran.” There was a timber in his tone, something else I didn’t recognize from the man standing before me. I felt wetness drip down my cheeks. “Oh, Dani, please don’t cry…I didn’t come here to make you cry, baby.”

Baby? “Who in the hel—”

“Dani!” Jade was out of the kitchen and rushing over to my side. She barely noted the men or my heartbroken expression. That, or she mistook it for the pain of the coffee spill. “Did you get burned?”

“I’m fine.” Those words were the biggest lie I’d ever spoken.

“She’s not,” Holden replied quietly. “Could you get a cool cloth and the first aid kit, if you have one?”

“I’m fine,” I repeated. “Jade, could you handle these guys, please?”

“Dani, wait.”

“Holden, I swear to God if you don’t walk out of this place right now and never look back, I will…” I couldn’t finish my sentence because there wasn’t anything I didn’t already feel for him. Hate. Love. Desire. Disgust. I felt all of that. With him being so close, it only served to make me more confused. Defeated, air rushed from my lungs, in a harsh exhale. “Leave, right now.”

Jade appeared lost. “Um…okay, I’m going to grab the first aid. You’re going to stay here and sit down.”

Duran smiled at Jade when no one responded. “Thanks, sweetheart.”  

Holden hadn’t taken his eyes off me. When he moved forward, I backed up. “Don’t come any closer. I don’t want you near me.”

Agony pulled Holden’s full lips into a frown. “Let me explain.”

“I told you this wouldn’t be the best place to approach her,” Duran said. “We should have waited.”

“We don’t have that kind of time.”

“Why haven’t you left?” I asked, feeling a seething rage beginning to take over my initial shock and pain. “Have I not made it clear enough yet that you’re not welcomed?”

“You made it clear.” Holden’s gaze flickered up to the ceiling, a tick showing in his strong jaw. “But it’s not that simple. One minute, Dani. That’s all I’m asking for. After all we were, don’t you owe me that?”

“Owe you?” My hands trembled. The sudden burst of fury and courage that swept over me was all consuming. I stepped up to him and slammed my fist into his chest. Holden barely flinched and the action hurt me a great deal more than it must have him, but emotional pain registered in his eyes. “I owe you. Are you fucking insane? You left me, Holden. Left me in Tennessee with nothing. Not a goddamned explanation, not a goodbye…nothing!”

I hit him in the chest again, disbelief coursing through me. “How could you ever say that I owe you after everything you did to me? I waited for months. I called your phone every day. I texted, emailed, and left messages until your inbox was full. You could have been dead if not for that stupid note. I defended you when it was clear you didn’t want me anymore … Once, Holden. All you had to do was answer me back just once! You up and walked away from me, from our home, and our life without a single care in the world. And you have the audacity to say that I owe you anything?”

“Do not…” he growled, face suddenly mere inches from mine, “…say that I just walked away from you, Dani. I never would have walked away from you like that had I been given the choice. Ever.”

His response only served to fuel my rage. “Well, excuse me for living. What would you call me waking up to an empty house, with a note on the counter, and no you to be seen again, exactly?”

Anger clouded his face. “What did that note say, Dani?”

“Holden, calm down.” Duran was up off the bench, a hand on his friend’s shuddering arm. Rippling tension flowed between the men, but my former lover and fiancĂ© didn’t register the one person attempting to help the situation. No, his focus was solely on me. “Come on, we’ll do this another time.”

“You won’t do it ever again,” I spat hatefully.

“Yes, I will. I have to. I can’t be me without you.” That confession struck me like a knife in the chest, the blade twisting painfully. Holden breathed deeply, the fight suddenly gone from his body as quickly as it came. “I will always come back for you. I lo—”

“No, you don’t. You never did. If you had, this…” I said with a wave at us, “…wouldn’t have happened.”

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Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to two young sons, two cats, and two dogs. With her children under her feet, animals at her side, and spouse calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something…when she can find the time.

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