Friday, 22 August 2014

Flash Fiction Friday - Now or Never #FFF

Happy Friday folks, Enjoy today's flash.



Lantern held tightly in her hand she cautiously stepped out the frame of her prison. With the supermoon high in the sky, her chance had come to finally find him.
Heart beating in her chest, her feet touched solid ground for the first time in over a hundred years. Tears blurred her vision. The house she was in had long since been abandoned and the stars mocked her with their merry twinkles.
A strange hum filled the air, and Selena watched in fascinated horror at the fast lights chasing after each other high in the sky.
            So much had changed.

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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, 21 August 2014

Don't call him Dom the Dom... Nina's Dom @RavenMcAllan #newrelease @evernightpub #bdsm #giveaway

Nope, you really don't want to do that... I let Nina explain why. And there's a #giveaway too! Just leave her a comment.

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 Why he's called Dominic Christopher, Nic for short. The sobriquet Dom the Dom gets old hat after a while, and only his closest friends teasing him are allowed to say that. Woe betide a subbie who whispers it and he overhears.
He has a way of looking at you, you know, yeah, that way, that makes you want to kneel and beg forgiveness for anything and everything. Even if you have no idea what.
Oh I'm Nina Mack. I never ever thought the day would come where I said oh yeah okay, and added 'Sir', and meant it. And before you roll your eyes at me and send your Sir to shout, Doris, I do mean it… But by blimey, I didn't think I ever would. I've topped, I've bottomed I've got both T-shirts, and I had the not bothered attitude as well.
Then I met Nic.
I honestly didn't think I would ever be interested in going to Dommissimma again. Don't tell anyone, but the last time I was in there as a sub, I made out my shopping list in my head whilst the Dom tried to get me into subspace. Okay, yes, he's not there anymore, but I just wasn't interested.
I thought I'd carry on in my own sweet way.
Luckily, happily Nic had other ideas, and you know? I realised he knew me better than I knew myself.
So now we're…no actually Raven and Nic are giving me the evil eye and saying enough already. Let's just say I have had, and am still having a ball. No, not a ball gag…



So this is the blurb Raven wrote about us…
Nina Mack is no sub. So why then do all her senses scream at her to submit to the enigmatic Dominic Christopher?
When the two meet at her friend's hen party at Dommissimma, sparks fly. Their attraction is immediate and explosive, but how can Nina ever allow herself to enter into a relationship with a Dom?
Dominic has lost interest in BDSM since the death of his wife, so the insistent tug of awareness toward the volatile and decidedly bratty Nina is a welcome surprise.
With his inner Dom firmly awakened can he convince Nina to give their relationship a try?
Time will tell if these two can find their own Dom/sub relationship and reclaim happiness.

Interested enough for a wee tease? If not don't worry, head off and grab a coffee…
Nic scooted across the mattress to make room for her, Nina scrambled up next to him.
No sooner had she reached him, than Nic pulled her close and held her tight against him. His cock rubbed her tummy, and she wriggled.
"I bet he'd be happier at a different angle and a bit lower," she said as Nic bent his head and circled and laved each nipple in turn. He nipped one, and she jumped. Not because it hurt, well not in a pain for pain sake's way, but because the sting of awareness zeroed in on her clit so fast it amazed her. Her thighs were wet with her juices, and she moaned in excitement as Nic slipped one hand between her and used two fingers to play with her clit.
"Oh my, who's a ready lady? So good, my sweet. Are you ready for me? Ready to feel my cock inside you, and for me to ride you until you're begging for release? Tell me, Nina, tell me please, for God's sake do you want me as much as I want you?"
"What a stupid thing to say. Yes, yes, and for goodness’ sake get on with it." Her voice was breathless, and to her ears sounded squeaky. Oh lord, sexy—not.
Nic moved so fast if she had blinked she would have missed it. But not toward her.
Hold on? I thought the next bit was to fuck me senseless not leave me horny? Nina leaned up on one elbow as Nic got out of bed and stalked—there was no other world for his stiff legged gait— toward a door at the back of the room.
"Forgot to bring in condoms. Don't go away, or play by yourself. It's two to tango tonight not going solo." He disappeared out of the room.
Nina made a mental note to check how long it would be before the prescription she'd had filled was effective, rolled onto her back and grinned as she looked up at the ceiling. At this rate she'd be another year, or three, older before she actually felt him in her.
It was somewhat less than that. Before she'd had time to count the threads of the fine cotton sheet under her, Nic was back, and ready for action.
He saw her glance at his latex covered prick.
"I'd have preferred you to do it, but I don't want to come in your hand this time." The inference that another time he'd be happy to was clear. Nina liked the sound of that.
Once I'm not a virgin.
"No, not this time," she agreed and giggled. "Mind you if we don’t get a move on I'm going to spontaneously combust. I'm so horny, I could pass for a reindeer."
"Oh we can't have that." Nic moved swiftly between her legs and picked them up to drape them over his shoulders. "Ready? He ran one finger over her pussy lips and slipped a finger inside. "Oh yes, I can feel you are."
He slid part into her and stopped.
"Okay?"
She wriggled. "I will be once you finish what you've started.
I'm wet, I'm ready, and I'm ... ohhh my." He surged into her in one long hard thrust.
Nina welcomed him, and moved in a plea for him to do the same.
"I'm all yours."
He responded with a grunt and withdrew his cock almost all the way before plunging back in one long forceful movement.
Nina met him thrust for thrust, and they moved together as if they'd done so all their lives. Her muscles clenched to increase the friction between them, and her juices slicked his cock to add another dimension.
Her body began the telltale signs that she wanted—needed to come. Nic's eyes were dark and cloudy, and his skin was sweat slicked. His breath was uneven and the muscles on his arms stood out as he held himself above her.
"Now, let go and come now."
It was all she needed. Her climax rolled over her, through her, and filled her as she screamed his name.
Nic grunted and groaned and began to shake.
Impossible though it seemed his cock swelled even more, and then he came with a roar to rival any big cat.
Nina tightened her legs around his neck. "Nice, stay there." She knew full well her voice was slurred. She felt punch drunk, happy, and ready to shout to the world, "This is my man. My Sir. Mine."
"Mine," she said.
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Raven Bio…

Well what can I say?

I'm growing old disgracefully and loving it.
Dh and I live on the edge of a Scottish forest, and rattle around in a house much too big for us.
Our kids have grown up and flown the nest, but roll back up when they want to take a deep breath and smell the daisies so to speak.
I write in my study, which overlooks the garden and the lane. I'm often seen procrastinating, by checking out the wild life, looking—only looking—at the ironing basket and assuring tourists that indeed, I'm not the bed and breakfast. That would mean cooking fried eggs without breaking the yolks, and disturbing the dust bunnies as they procreate under the beds. Not to be thought of.
Being able to do what I love, and knowing people get pleasure from my writing is fantastic. Long may it last.

and I'm here… www.ravenmcallan.com for all books links and all things happy.
But to make you even happier… maybe… Do you want to read any of the other books in the series you've missed?
Master, Girl on the Bus or The Dom's Decision?
Comment here and I'll pick a winner.
Love R x



Wednesday, 20 August 2014

#MWTease from Rescued by her Alien Warriors “By all of Drakuran, I’ve missed you.” #mmf #scifi @sirenboookstrand



Happy middle of the week to you, folks. Rescued by her Alien Warriors releases in just seven days, so I had to bring you another tease from this story.

Bentaan and Alzaar  have history...

It was the harsh breathing coupled with the heavy footsteps that woke Alzaar up. Instantly his muscles curled and he searched for the dagger he kept by his head to encounter thin air.
What the…
“You won’t find it there. I moved it, lest you felt inclined to use it on Sapphyre when you woke up.”
Bentaan’s deep tones registered seconds before his scent invade his consciousness. Mixed in with the scent of the little human it was home. His heart recognized the truth behind that one word, even as his mind rebelled instantly. This was wrong on so many levels…
“Are you healed?”
The anger behind those clipped words wrenched his head up to find his second towering over him. His usually warm amber eyes glowed, and Alzaar had seconds to register Bentaan’s white-knuckled fists, before he nodded and promptly saw stars.
Bentaan punched him in the chin again, forcing Alzaar’s head to connect with the wall behind his bed, and his teeth to jar. Pain jolted down his neck, and he brought his arms up to block the next punch.
“What the fuck, second?” he croaked, spitting the blood filling his mouth out over the side of the bed. Bentaan glared at him and raised his fists again.
“Those two were for Jayde and Sapphyre, and this one is for me.”
Expecting another jab to his bruised jaw, the punch to his abdomen winded him, and before he could catch his breath, Bentaan had straddled him. Grasping his wrists, he pinned Alzaar’s hands above his head and forced him back down on the bed. The two men were equally matched in muscle size and weight, and still groggy from sleep and the earlier punches, Alzaar struggled to no avail.
“Get the fuck off me, Second.”
Bentaan’s smirk turned sinful as he tightened his thigh muscles and slid his hard ass over Alzaar’s groin. Already at half-mast, Alzaar’s useless dick responded with alarming speed and he grew hard as nails. Bentaan, too, groaned and Alzaar shook his head and shut his eyes against the vision of a topless Bentaan. Covered in the fine sheen of sweat, the muscles in Bentaan’s torso were clearly delineated under the overhead lighting. The trail of hair covering his taught abdomen was like a signal to Bentaan’s fully aroused cock. The tip of it, already slick with pre-cum, had escaped the top of his leggings, and Alzaar’s mouth watered at the heady, aroused musk of the other male.
“‘Taan, we can’t.”
Even to his own ears, Alzaar’s voice sounded strained, and he grunted when Bentaan continued to rub himself along Alzaar’s cock in ever faster movement.
“Why can’t we, Zaar?” Bentaan’s voice, too, shook with barely suppressed emotion and hearing his old pet name on his lover’s lips broke the last of Alzaar’s restraints. He buried his hands in the other man’s hair and tugged him down for a kiss. Harsh and bruising, their lips smashed together as their tongues dueled for supremacy, and their fangs ran out, piercing each other’s skin.
“By all of Drakuran, I’ve missed you.” Bentaan murmured the words when they finally came up for air. Their chests heaved with the efforts to draw air into their lungs, and this time, when Alzaar shoved him off of him, Bentaan rolled to the side and Alzaar swung his legs over the side of the bed. He should move, put distance between them, as much as he could, he knew that, yet his limbs didn’t seem to want to follow the commands of his brain.
A shudder went through him when Bentaan shifted behind him and ran his fangs along his shoulder. He grasped one of Alzaar’s horns in a firm grip and tugged hard, and sweat broke out over Alzaar’s skin. Bentaan pumped his horn up and down and jolts of pleasure shot down Alzaar’s nerve endings, as the sensitive organ swelled and quivered, and his cock responded in kind. Bentaan sucked the other horn into his mouth and sucked hard, and Alzaar fisted his hands into the side of the bed to stop himself from taking his cock in hand and seeking the relief he so desperately ached for. Bentaan’s cock was a hard ridge against his back and left a wet stain on his spine as the other man pressed himself against Alzaar. Bentaan must have lost the leggings at some point because his hair-roughened thighs slid against Alzaar’s overheated skin. It added another layer of sensation to this encounter. Unbidden images of Sapphyre’s soft curves swam into Alzaar’s mind and his dick jerked as he imagined Sapphyre knelt in front of him, her soft lips closing around the tip of his aching erection, mimicking Bentaan’s much harder attention to his horns.
“Taan, stop, we can’t…fuck…Sapphyre wouldn’t—”
Bentaan’s growl in answer stopped his protest, and when the other man sunk his teeth into his shoulder, Alzaar stopped thinking altogether. White-hot pleasure surged through his veins, urging him to reciprocate, to claim the man he loved, had loved for years, long before he’d ever met Bentaan’s sister and things had changed forever.
“She is not Shaliah. I almost lost you. I refuse to deny us this. It’s been too fucking long and if you’d just let go of the past and accept what your heart has been telling you ever since we first saw Sapphyre, then you’d know this is right. She belongs to both of us. We belong together. Fate wouldn’t be so cruel to gift us with a mate who would be repulsed by this.”
Bentaan wrapped his hand around Alzaar’s shaft and squeezed. The most exquisite pleasure shot through Alzaar at the expert handling of his dick, as Bentaan pulled back his foreskin and swiped his thumb over Alzaar’s sensitive slit.
“I imagine if she was here, she’d take you deep into her mouth or her sweet, tight cunt while I fuck your ass, Zaar. Hard and fast, like this.”



[Siren Ménage Amour: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois, M/M/F, with M/M elements, HEA]

A warship is no place for a human mother and her child. However, Drakan Commander Alzaar and his second-in-command, Bentaan, have no choice but to bring Sapphyre and Jayde on board. Not least, because their instincts scream at them that she is the one woman who can turn them into a family again.      

Sapphyre just wants to keep her daughter safe. How on earth does she do that surrounded by droolworthy Aliens, when her libido keeps leading her astray? It is abundantly clear that Alzaar doesn't want her on board the ship. At least Bentaan does and the sex is out of this world. If only her heart wasn't involved, and she didn't want both of them.

When the Tamarillion is attacked, Sapphyre has to fight for her men and the ship she now calls home. Without her all would be lost, and Alzaar finally shows his emotions.

However, when regulations and their pasts collide, can they rescue each other?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Available for pre-order now.


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As ever thanks to our awesome hostess Sandra Bunino for putting together the Mid Week Tease. Do make sure you check out the other teasers, and if you're an author, why not join us next week!

Stay naughty, folks.

D x


Tuesday, 19 August 2014

#TantalizingTuesdays - His Gift

Happy Tuesday, folks.

I'm currently away in Scotland visiting with the awesome Raven McAllan, and time ran away with me. So, I thought I would revisit the very first Tuesday Tease I ever did.

Enjoy, I hope.




She looked devastatingly beautiful, teetering on the edge, as she was. Her breasts bounced gently with the agonizingly slow rise and fall of her hips, as she rode him. His body tightened in need, the urge to take over, almost unbearable, but he forced himself to watch her climb. Little beads of perspiration glistened on her silky soft skin. Her lips parted and her little panting breaths told him how close she truly was.
"Please … please, Sir … I need to…"
"What do you need, my love, tell me." His voice sounded hoarse, laced with arousal and need, and damn pride of the submission he witnessed.
"I need to go faster, Sir, please…"
The thumb settling on her clit made her shudder, and the tremors started. One of his hands dug into the soft flesh to hold her still, and she moaned her need.
"Fly, my little one, for me. Let go."
Given free reign they increased their pace, and her eyes flew open and sought his. Wide with desire and shimmering with tears and love, they seared his soul, and he dug his hands into the arm rest of his wheel chair.
His vision of the couple on the bed blurred, as his own tears fell.


"I love you, Sir."


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D xx 

Monday, 18 August 2014

Get ready for some Summer Heat #newrelease @ElodieParkes #mfm @evernightpub

Ready to heat up your Monday? I have Elodie Parkes on my blog today with her fantastic new release Summer Heat.

Take it away, Elodie :-)

*****



Thank you for inviting me to your blog to talk about my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘The Summer Heat’.

A ménage romance, two guys and a girl, this is erotic, contemporary romance that sizzles.

The Summer Heat

When lifelong friends Nate and Evan watch the arrival of a new neighbor, they never expect to find their friendship rocked by the lovely Annabel who moves into the empty house next door.
Annabel likes both Nate and Evan the moment she meets them. As they all grow close, will she be forced to choose between these gorgeous men?

Inspiration behind the story:

The inspiration came from a tree being cut down in the communal gardens where I currently live. I didn’t even see it felled, but I was immensely saddened as this was a healthy young tree. In my story, the gorgeous guys are cutting down a diseased tree in their garden, and that’s how they see Annabel move in next door.

My characters:

Annabel. She’s ready for love and looking for someone after her last miserable relationship. I imagine her surprise when she meets Nate and Evan, and has strong attraction to both of them.

Nate: He’s gentle, kind, sensually sexy, very good looking. Friends mean a lot to him. You can feel safe and loved with him, but boy do you know when he’s made love to you.

Evan: Strong, alpha, hides his emotions, but sex just drips from his gorgeous body. He calls you babe and takes charge, all the while your soft skin under his fingertips blows his mind.




Read an excerpt:


They got through her front door before they leapt on each other.
Nate didn’t know how they got their clothes off. The haze of lust at the deliciousness of her kisses fogged his brain. They were in Annabel’s living room, and he was already pounding into her.
Her lips brushed against his ear. Her whispers and moans mingled with his moaning.
He held her under the ass and fucked her hard as she clung to him.
Her hands on his shoulders, she met his thrusts with her hips raised.
His orgasm started with his balls tightening so that he thrust into her as deep as he could. Into his heart dropped the need to make sure she came. He slowed down, kissed her lips, nibbled down her neck, and sucked there.
She bucked her hips to his.
He ground his cock on her clit as he slid into her again.
She moaned into his mouth.
Her pussy clenched around his cock as she pressed her body against him, and he knew she was coming. It filled him with love. He didn’t need to pound into her to come. His orgasm flowed over him as he kissed her. It buckled his knees and weakened his thighs as the ripples of sensation jerked his cock inside her. Nate groaned as Annabel’s tongue touched the tip of his. He pressed his stomach against her enjoying the pressure and satin texture of her skin on his. A melting sensation drifted over him, and he rested his forehead on her shoulder.
“How do you feel?” He whispered against her ear.
She made a little sound, not quite a word.
He interpreted it as pleasure. That’s what it sounded like to him, as if she’d tasted something good. He lifted his head and kissed her tenderly. “Next time, maybe we can slow down, but I needed that so bad.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Evernight Publishing All Rights Reserved

 You can buy this gem here:









About Elodie:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, Evernight, and Siren

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Sunday, 17 August 2014

#SexySnippets from Rescued by her Alien Warriors (The Warriors, 2) #mmf #scifi @sirenbookstrand #spanking


Happy Sunday, lovely peepz. I had reason to squeal this week, because Rescued by her Alien Warriors went up for pre-order.

*happy dance*

In today's seven things are heating up between Sapphyre and Bentaan. She just had that spanking he'd promised her, and Bentaan makes her another promise... sort of...


Bentaan ran his hands over the globes of her ass, and she hissed at the renewed flare of pain.
 “You have such a beautiful ass, my sweet, and it’s nice and red from my hands. One day soon, I will fuck this tight hole here.” He ran his fingers through her sopping wet pussy lips and brought the slickened digits up to her anus, and pressed against it.

“Would my sweet like that?” He laughed at her groan in response, and dragged his fangs along her rapidly beating pulse point in her neck. “How about I fuck your ass while Alzaar rams his big dick into your sweet pussy?”



[Siren Ménage Amour: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Trois, M/M/F, with M/M elements, HEA]

A warship is no place for a human mother and her child. However, Drakan Commander Alzaar and his second-in-command, Bentaan, have no choice but to bring Sapphyre and Jayde on board. Not least, because their instincts scream at them that she is the one woman who can turn them into a family again.

Sapphyre just wants to keep her daughter safe. How on earth does she do that surrounded by droolworthy Aliens, when her libido keeps leading her astray? It is abundantly clear that Alzaar doesn't want her on board the ship. At least Bentaan does and the sex is out of this world. If only her heart wasn't involved, and she didn't want both of them.

When the Tamarillion is attacked, Sapphyre has to fight for her men and the ship she now calls home. Without her all would be lost, and Alzaar finally shows his emotions.

However, when regulations and their pasts collide, can they rescue each other?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Available for pre-order from Bookstrand.

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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.

Friday, 15 August 2014

Flash Fiction Friday - Moment of Truth #FFF

Happy Friday, folks. Here's today's Flash. Enjoy!


“Relax, and look as though you’re enjoying this. It’s our only way out of here.”
Sally’s whispered words did nothing to quell the butterflies in her tummy. Miri's churning tummy had naught to do with their audience. It was all due to the woman between her legs. Sally’s sultry scent enveloped her, and she closed her eyes and let her fingers explore her best friend’s soft skin. Sally rubbed her breasts across hers, and gasped into her ear, when Miri slid her hand lower, along the curve of Sally’s ass to the wet fabric covering her slit.

No pretense there.

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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