#ChristmasWonderHop - Enjoy the miracle of Christmas with Bought for Christmas #bdsm #shifter #winGC and other #prizes

Celebrate the Wonder of the Season! Visit all of the blogs to see what they love most about the season and which books have made their Christmas wish lists! There's a giveaway at each stop so be sure to visit them all!

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Welcome to my little corner of the Christmas Wonder Hop.

What do I love most about Christmas? It has to be seeing it through my children's eyes. Everything's possible when you're a child, and seeing their excited little faces come Christmas Morning just makes my day. I don't even mind the crack of dawn wakeup call - well not too much.

*grins*

My family is growing up fast, and I'm pretty sure it's only the three year old who still believes in Santa, not that it takes away from the magic of it all, especially this year, as it may well be the last year we're all together on Christmas Day. 

My second eldest son is joining the Army in February, and it's doubtful he'll even be in the country next Christmas and my eldest daughter will probably have to spend the day at her other half's parent's place. So, it's all change for us, but wherever my kids will be come Christmas I'll always remember those days, when they were little and our Christmases were hectic and manic.

Have a great festive season, however or wherever you celebrate it.

This Christmas I have a new Christmas story out. Bought for Christmas is an Editor's Pick, and tells the story of Emilia Duncan, who is desperately in need of a miracle this Christmas.

I’m the beast, haven’t you heard….

Christmas is supposed to be a time for miracles and one will surely be needed when Emilia Duncan finds herself sold to the beast to save her father’s company. Having lusted after the much older, enigmatic man for as long as she can remember, spending the Christmas weekend as his submissive will satisfy her raging libido, but can she protect her heart?

Bear Shifter Hunter Monahan cannot stand idly by when Emilia is thrown to the wolves. There is only one shifter who will get his claws into her and that’s him. The contract ensures her submission for the weekend. Too bad his bear wants much more than that.

Hunter is used to hiding behind his gruesome scars, but in the bid for Emilia’s heart, that is not an option this time.  Isolated in his cabin, it’s not just the snow that melts.

Releases December 8th

As part of the Hop I'm giving away a $10 Amazon GC, and a copy each of my older Christmas Releases, For the Love of Mutt

Helping others is not always easy to do, unless you can do so undercover. But hiding your true self brings problems of its own. A homeless shelter at Christmas may seem an odd place to find one's soul mate, but love knows no boundaries - or does it?

Anja has grown fond of the wolf like dog hanging around the shelter. He seems almost human to her. With her soon to be ex -boyfriend putting pressure on her, her canine friend proves to be more reliable than any human could ever be. If only he were more than just a dog.

Finding his soul mate had not been in Ethan's plan of action, but Anja's easy acceptance of Mutt breaks through all of his defenses. The problem is he is not what he seems and will his deception by proxy prove the end of them before they even have a chance at love?



Available now at Breathless Press ARe Amazon Amazon UK BookStrand

and Vanilla-Free Christmas

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.

Be Warned: ménage sex, anal sex, sex toys, BDSM, spanking


BUY links: Evernight Amazon ARe Bookstrand

To be in with a chance to win my prizes, leave me a comment, with your e-mail address please, and tell me what you most look forward to this Christmas.

Don't forget to enter the Grand Prize Draw!

Stay naughty, folks and hop along to the other fab authors and bloggers participating in this Hop.

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#SexySnippets from Santa's Beard (week 2) Vanilla-Free Christmas #shiftermenage @evernightpub

Don't these Sunday some round fast?

I bring you another hot seven sentences from my story Santa's Beard, part of the Vanilla-Free Christmas Anthology.

Last week my heroine made a wish sat on Santa's knee and today is Christmas Day. She wakes up to find her two cats having transformed into ...

Joanna could not keep her eyes off the two impressive cocks in front of her, and heat rose in her cheeks when both men laughed. She wrenched her eyes upwards, and her insides clenched in need at the quiet way both men were studying her. A trickle of her essence seeped out of her wet core and both men inhaled. Aran took a step towards her, but the other man stopped him.

"Let me go, Caid, she wants this as much as we do, don't you, sweet Joanna? Are you not wondering how our cocks would feel buried deep inside your cunt and ass, right now? Have you not fantasized about this many a night, when you kicked the covers off to use your toys?"

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.


Be Warned: ménage sex, anal sex, sex toys, BDSM, spanking

Blurb for Santa's Beard:

When Santa strokes his beard wishes are granted - apparently. Joanna is not convinced, but when she wakes up on Christmas morning to find her cats have magically morphed into two naked and dominant men, she doesn't know what to think anymore. All she can do is ride the waves of sensation, as all her kinky desires come true. Can fantasy stand up in reality, or was it all just a dream?

                             

Buy Links: Evernight  Amazon  ARe  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.

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#SexySnippets from Santa's Beard (Vanilla-Free Christmas) #shiftermenage @Evernightpub

Happy Sunday, folks!

Today I'm bringing you seven sentences from another Christmas story. Santa's Beard is part of the Vanilla-Free Christmas Anthology and is a rather kinky shifter menage.

In this snippet you meet the heroine Joanna sat on Santa's knee. There is something odd about this Santa....

That twinkle was back in his eyes, and Joanna had the oddest sensation that he knew far too much about her.

"How did you … I mean … I don't. Oh sod it. You want the truth? Fine, I’ll tell you what I really want. I want two dominant men to use me any way they see fit. I want to be tied down, spanked, flogged, fucked any which way possible until I can't see straight, and I want to be loved, just the way I am."

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.


Be Warned: ménage sex, anal sex, sex toys, BDSM, spanking

Blurb for Santa's Beard:

When Santa strokes his beard wishes are granted - apparently. Joanna is not convinced, but when she wakes up on Christmas morning to find her cats have magically morphed into two naked and dominant men, she doesn't know what to think anymore. All she can do is ride the waves of sensation, as all her kinky desires come true. Can fantasy stand up in reality, or was it all just a dream?

                               

Buy Links: Evernight  Amazon  ARe  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.

You can find us on Twitter https://twitter.com/SexySnippets and Facebook https://www.facebook.com/SexySnippets

Let's be Indulgent! #NdulgentHop #swag #freebooks

Welcome to my little corner of the Ndulgent Blog Hop, and let me start by saying Happy Blog-iversary to Guilty Indulgence.

http://guiltyindulgencebookclub.blogspot.co.uk/p/blog-hops.html

I have been fortunate to receive their coveted Ultimate Indulgence Award three times now, for the following books.

Too Hot To Handle 

Club Ink Series

Vanilla-Free Christmas

I skipped like a loon every time. To know someone enjoyed my book so much to title it the ultimate indulgence is a wonderful feeling.

You see, for me, books have always been the ultimate indulgence. From the minute I learned how to read, I always had a book in my hand. As an only child, books were my friends, who went with me everywhere. Life is never dull when you can lose yourself in a good book, and go on grand adventures.

The fact that I am now fortunate enough to turn my passion into my profession is the truest of indulgences.

*big grin*

Not a day goes by that I don't count my blessings and I'm incredibly grateful to my publishers, readers and of course reviewers alike for helping me make my dream come true.

Okay that's enough smooth talking, on to the prizes. There is a fabulous grand price offered by Guilty Indulgence in the form of awesome swag, and each of us Authors are giving away something too.

In my case I'm offering up a couple of e-books from my backlist which you can find HERE.

Before I disappear, let me give you a preview of my next release, which is a very naughty indulgence indeed.

[Siren Allure: Erotic Older Hero Consensual BDSM Romance, spanking, cropping, flogging, sex toys, HEA]

A drunken dare sees Laura Anderson sign up for the Club Spectrum Auctions. A night of kinky sex with a real Dom is just what she needs. It was never meant to be with Slade Douglas, the only man she's ever loved. The man who left her standing at her parent's grave, and fled the country without an explanation.

Fifteen years her senior, Slade had thought her too fragile and innocent for the lifestyle then, and he made a promise to her brother to leave her alone. This time he cannot walk away, especially as Laura is not the innocent girl he remembers. She has grown into a beautiful woman, willing and able to gift him with her submission, and their chemistry cannot be denied.

As he explores her boundaries and pushes her further than she has ever been taken before, Laura flies, but their painful past may prove one obstacle too many.

There's only one thing Slade can do…

Adult Excerpt:

Long and thick, his cock rested on his abdomen, and she traced a finger up the thick vein underneath, until she reached the bulbous head. His shaft twitched and hardened further under her gentle touch and she glanced up at his face to make sure he was still asleep. Her heart stalled in her chest, for Slade was watching her. One thick eyebrow raised, his gaze pinned her in place. Her skin tingled under his heated regard. Nipples firmed and her breasts grew heavy, and she squirmed on the bed and hastily withdrew her hand. Slade smirked and laced his hands behind his head in an air of nonchalance.

“Don’t stop now, petal. I find myself most curious as to what you had in mind.”

His deep voice washed over her and she let her eyes feast on the image of male perfection in front of her. From the full lips drawn up in a sinful smile, over the beard-roughened jaw, the thick neck with the prominent Adam’s apple, she let her gaze wander. Down over the width of his muscled shoulders, and the pectorals covered in a fine dusting of chest hair that narrowed over the ridges and valleys of his six pack, until it created a happy trail leading to the dark patch of hair at the base of his thick cock.

“Touch me, petal.” His voice sounded thicker than before she had started her visual inspection, and her body responded to the silken promise behind those words with a trickle of moisture between her legs. Her internal walls clenched in need, and she licked her lips when a drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip of Slade’s dick. He groaned and she bent forward, put her hands on his thighs, and then licked that slick of his essence away. Salty and tangy his unique musk filled her nostrils and she inhaled against his abdomen.

Slade’s thighs tensed under her hands, and he swore under his breath, making her smile. His skin, covering the hard muscles underneath, was silky smooth, and Laura ran her hands over the hard expanse of his tummy. Her lips followed the path her hands had already taken, and she flicked the hard little nubs of his nipples, and tugged at his chest hair.

“Naughty girl, you’re heading the wrong way.” The words were stern, but when she looked up she could see the laughter in his eyes, and something else, that turned her heart into a sledgehammer.

Slade wrapped his hand into her hair and tugged her up and close until she half lay on him. Her scalp prickled under the firm grip he had on her tresses, and her eyes closed at the first brush of his lips against hers.

He licked along the seam of her lips, and Laura sighed. Slade slipped in and took charge of the kiss with a thorough exploration of her mouth that left her breathless and needy.

She clenched her thighs to relieve the ache between her legs and Slade broke the kiss with a smile. He slapped her ass right across one of the welts leftover from last night and the residual pain zinged straight to her clit. Like sweet torture, that tiny bit of pain increased her need for him tenfold and she moaned her denial when he released her.

Slade cupped his now fully erect cock, and smiled at her.

“Beg for it, if you want it, petal, like a good little sub.”

Startled she looked up at him, and Laura swallowed hard at the intensity of his stare. Jaws clenched, Slade studied her, and her insides turned to goo at the air of command he exuded.

“Please, Sir, may I have your cock?”

Approval lit up his eyes, and Laura breathed easier knowing that she had pleased him. Never in a million years would she have thought that she would beg for a man’s cock, yet with him, here, right now, it seemed the most natural thing in the world. He stroked himself faster and Laura’s pussy clenched and unclenched in rhythm with those long fingered strokes up and down his cock. She wanted to wrap her fingers round his thick girth and swallow the renewed moisture leaking out of his slit.

“Where do you want my cock, petal? Which one of your sweet holes shall I fill?” Slade asked. He palmed one of her breasts with his free hand and squeezed hard enough to bring tears to her eyes. Sweet pain that made her more desperate for him.

“Shall I fuck your tits, petal, or your mouth?” He abandoned her breasts and ran his hand up to her throat, squeezing slightly, before he covered her mouth. His fingers dug into her jaw and he pulled her closer still, until he could nuzzle her neck. A shudder went through her and he sucked hard enough to leave a bruise. Biting down slightly, he then released her and ran his hand back down her body. He tapped her legs and Laura opened her thighs automatically.

“Good girl,” he whispered. Before she even knew what was happening, he had her flat on her back with her legs flung over his shoulders. Wide open and exposed, Laura trembled and flinched as he rubbed his stubble across the sensitive skin of her upper thighs. His hands dug into her ass cheeks, lifting her off the bed and she gasped when he slid his fingers through her wet slit and then pushed his slick thumb through her little puckered hole.

“Maybe I’ll fuck you up the ass. Would my little petal like that?”

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Auctioned to the Honorable Dom releases September 25^th and is available for pre-order now.

http://www.bookstrand.com/auctioned-to-the-honorable-dom

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Hope that got you intrigued, and good luck in the Hop.

For the grand prize enter into the Rafflecopter Giveaway, and to be in with a chance to win one of my e-books, please leave me comment, and let me know how you relax.

For me, it has got to be a long soak in the bath with a good book!

Love

D x

a Rafflecopter giveaway Hop on tho these lovely folks!

Holiday Gifts Of Love Blog Hop #HolidayHop #freebooks #winakindle

Welcome to my little corner of the Holiday Gifts Of Love Blog Hope where we are celebrating the season.
So from Dec 14th to Dec 17th, all 200 or so of us participating Authors and Bloggers will be blogging about the holidays.

Or rather Christmas, and what it means to us. Forgive me, but I'm in the UK, and it's Christmas!

*smiles*


While we do that, we are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 200 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.

But that's not all....

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $200 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

Please note that all the prices are International, apart from the Swag Pack, which is US only.

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So, what does Christmas mean to me? A chance for life to slow down and us to just enjoy being together as a family. With my eldest now away at University, it will be lovely to have her home, and to have all my brood under the same roof, just us. Well, I say, just us, lol. There is eleven of us, so no 'just us' about it. But it's chaotic and fun, and utter madness at the crack of dawn when the little ones get up to see if Santa has been, and all hell breaks loose. A ton of wrapping paper and excited screeching later, they all settle down with their goodies and I get started on the Christmas dinner.

We may or may not go to church, depends on the weather, and how lazy we are, lol, and once the turkey is ready we all stuff ourselves until we can't move. Then watch the Christmas telly, and just chill. It's great fun and completely different to the Christmas traditions I remember growing up, but that's okay, because we have made our own traditions. 

I always get a bit teary at Christmas, because I miss my Gran. She made Christmas truly special, and as there were only Gran, me, and Dad, and then eventually my step mum, it was a very quiet, and dignified affair. A direct contrast to the boisterous mayhem that is Christmas at my house now, but I like to think she is looking down on us with a twinkle in her eye, perhaps remembering Christmas times when she was growing up. She had five brothers and three sisters and they all lived in a tiny two up and two down house, with the grand parents and great grandmother, so I reckon it was not dissimilar to our Christmas now, lol.

So this year, like every year, I will raise my glass of German beer and say a silent prayer to my gran in the midst of all the organized chaos, and count my blessings.

Before I go, let me share my two Christmas releases with you.

My story in that anthology is called Santa's Beard, and my heroine expects another lonely Christmas. What  she gets is something else entirely...

You can check out the details and read a hot excerpt HERE.

My other Christmas release is For The Love Of Mutt.

In this paranormal story both my hero and heroine are determined to make a difference this Christmas. What they didn't count on was falling in love.

For more details and to read an Excerpt click HERE.

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Now, that shameless self-promo is over and done with, let me tell you about my giveaway. I am giving away two copies from my back list, which  you can check out HERE. Winners choice. 

Just tell me about one of your Christmas traditions, old or new, in the comments, and don't forget to leave your e-mail address.

Have a lovely festive season, however you celebrate it !

Evernight's Holiday Blog Hop #winanipad2 #freebooks

Welcome to the Evernight Holiday Blog Hop!

We love the holidays, we love making our readers happy and we love giving away swag. What better way to do that than to hold a blog hop?

Here's how it works... the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each site on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering an iPad 2 as the grand prize! To be in with a chance of winning the site prize simply follow the blog you're visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning that iPad 2! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook page http://www.facebook.com/#!/evernightpublishing. Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you've done so.

Happy hopping!

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Doesn't that sound great? I'm very exited to be part of this hop. Christmas is a time for giving, and what better way to celebrate with all you readers, than with a Blog Hop.

*big grin*

Now, my latest Evernight release is a little hot tale, called Santa's beard, part of the Vanilla-Free Christmas Anthology.

Be careful what you wish for would be the theme for my story. There is  a new Santa at the store my heroine works for ...

"If it was that bad, you could have taken them off before, you know."

Santa's amused, deep voice settled over her, and Joanna fought a blush. What was that about? She never blushed. She harrumphed her annoyance at herself, and Santa chuckled.

"Next you'll be telling me I needn't have bothered with this sorry excuse of an elf's costume either." He laughed out loud at that, and Joanna glared at him. What was so damn funny?

"I and every other man in the vicinity has certainly appreciated the view, but I brought my own elves, so, it wasn't necessary, no."

Again that damn heat rose into her cheeks, and Joanna swallowed the curse hovering on her tongue.

"But, as you've been such a good girl, I do think you deserve a reward." Santa smiled and beckoned her over. "Come sit on my knee and tell me what you want for Christmas."

There was that twinkle again, damn the man. Against her better judgment, she crossed the distance and dutifully perched on his knee.

"This is silly. I'm not a child, and you're not real." She tugged on his beard to emphasize that point, and he enclosed her wrist in a surprisingly strong grip.

"Don't, that hurts. Believe me, I am very aware that you are not a child, but if you insist on behaving like one, I will gladly put you over my knee and spank your ass."

She gasped at the erotic images that evoked in her mind, and she would have shot off his lap, had he not chosen that moment to put his large, warm hand on top of her naked thigh. Joanna shut her eyes and reminded herself to breathe. This was not one of her fantasies. They were at her place of work, and she could not allow her overactive imagination to get carried away. As it was her panties were damp and her nipples strained against her bra. This new Santa may indeed be an old man, but he was still a man. The way he shifted underneath her paid proof to that.

Oh Lordy me!

Santa chuckled and tightened his hold on her for a second before he sighed and stroked his beard.

"Alas, that would not exactly be a punishment for you, would it now, Joanna? No, we would have to think of something far more creative than that."

Joanna tried her best to look offended, but failed miserably. Was he a mind reader now?

"I thought you said I'd been a good girl, and I deserved a reward?" She rolled her eyes at the breathless quality of her voice. Shit, it had been too long since she last had a good fuck, if this slight innuendo could get her that turned on.

Santa patted her leg in an almost fatherly fashion, very much at odds with the erection digging into her butt. Bizarre to the extreme.

"I did say that, so tell me. What is Santa to grant you this year? And you can ask me for anything." He stroked his beard again, and his dark eyes settled on her with disturbing intensity. "Come on, don't be shy. Unless you want to be the proverbial cat lady, of course?"

That twinkle was back in his eyes, and Joanna had the oddest sensation that he knew far too much about her.

"How did you … I mean … I don't. Oh sod it. You want the truth? Fine, I’ll tell you what I really want. I want two dominant men to use me any way they see fit. I want to be tied down, spanked, flogged, fucked any which way possible until I can't see straight, and I want to be loved, just the way I am."

For a scorching hot excerpt click HERE.

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I am giving away two copies from my back list as part of this hop, and yes that includes Vanilla-Free Christmas if you want it. Winners Choice! Check the available books out HERE.

To be in with a chance to win, let me know what your wish is this Christmas and don't forget to leave your e-mail address!

Have a wonderful festive season, and may all your wishes come true.

Vanilla-Free Christmas? Nah, no fun in that! #releaseday

Happy Monday, folks!

It's release day today for this fabulously naughty anthology.

BLURB:

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.

Be Warned: ménage sex, anal sex, sex toys, BDSM, spanking

BUY link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/vanilla-free-christmas/

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To celebrate the release the lovely Raven and I have swapped blogs today, so she is here to tell us all about her tale .

Take it away, Raven!

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A Vanilla Free Christmas?

Noooo I like vanilla… Ice cream—Essence—er—ice cream. Then I realized… ohh you mean kink wise. Now then Hmm…and the cogs turned, and my murky mind woke up.

Ah a story… no vanilla allowed. Now I liked the sound of that.

Hmm what next? Oh I know…

Marian's Works Christmas Party takes a turn for the kink!

Marian saw stars as she was spun around several times. The next thing she knew she was in a fireman's lift, and her eyes were ogling a fine taut, naked ass. It begged to be fondled. Before she suited her actions to her thought her ass tingled and a red-hot fire consumed her. It started as a pain so intense it gripped her and made her clench her cheeks. Before she had time to complain or cry out, the pain changed to pleasure. Molten lava flowed through her, her pussy pulsed with her juices, and her head spun from passion, not propulsion.

That's those bloody double rulers. Where did he get them? Another clip, harder than before, made her bite her lip. It hurt, and it took longer for the pleasure to click in. Surely it should take less time, not more? Endorphins and all that?

Furious, Marian used her nails to score his back. He laughed.

 "Pitiful, love, you can do better than that. Stop fighting your pain and let your pleasure commence. Come on, do it now."

 He accompanied his words with a series of double raps that sent her spiraling into another world. Colors and senses combined into a vortex of pleasure that made her gasp then scream.

"I want more, I want … I want…" she sobbed, not knowing what she wanted.

 With a suddenness that disoriented her, she was on her feet and held tightly. Before she had time to come to her senses she was spread-eagled over her bed, face down, arms and legs stretched out. She wanted to sob and scream. Why had she come down from wherever she was so fast? Sod him, how dare he get me so close and not let me space out? Bastard, bloody fucking bastard.

Marian tried to sit up.

"Hey, what's this? Shh now, it's nearly time." A large hand rubbed her back, at the same time as her tummy was lifted as high as her restraints allowed, and a thick bolster wedged there to increase the angle of her ass. She wished she could see herself in a mirror. Would she be turned on or repelled? What did he intend to do next? All of a sudden she began to panic, and she started to struggle.

"Ah, ah, look, I'm er … fuck it, can't I just come, you come, and then we can get some sleep?"

"In time, sweet one, and if you're unhappy, remember red—"

 "Oh I know, orange and green," she said, grumbling under her breath. Could he not just shut up and put up? Normally. Or at least not let her think. Didn't all those books she read say it was up to him to take charge?

Tsk, tsk, Mara. You haven't read them properly. You're in charge. I'll push and make you go further than you ever thought possible, but you are in charge."

He reckons? Yeah, and I have a bridge to sell him.

"I might be ready to fly, but I sure as hell won't forget that stupid stuff. Why can't I just say stop?"

"Ah, my sweet Mara, stop might not mean stop. Think about it. How many times have you said, ah, stop, stop? And when I've stopped, you asked me why?"

 Hmm, she realized he had a point.

"So now, traffic lights." He paused and his finger penetrated that little bit further. Marian tried to breathe. It wasn't easy with her heart in her mouth. "Remember green you're fine, orange you need to pause and think, and red it’s stop. Immediately. And I will keep to those rules. Do you know what I want? How long I've waited to have you?" His finger was teasing her cleft, rubbing up and down. Each downward stroke he pressed just a little bit into her hole. Marian squirmed and tightened her muscles. Oh no, he could go fuck himself.

That expression was enough to make her smile. She didn't think that was what he had in mind.

And to find out just what he has in mind… haha you'll need to buy the book. But each and every story is hot…and vanilla free.

Merry Christmas,

Love R xx

Ps if you want to make my Christmas even more merry—no, I don't mean send me wine— you can pop over and visit me on

www.ravenmcallan.com

www.ravenmcallan.blogspot.com

www.facbook.com/rmcallan

follow me on twitter @RavenMcAllan

or even like me on

www.facebook.com/ravenmcallan

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*fans self*

Thanks for sharing with us today, Raven. So happy to be all kinky with you. In a literary sense only, of course.

*smirks*

Don't forget to check out my offering on Raven's blog HERE!

Cover Reveal - Vanilla-Free Christmas

Look, what arrived in my  inbox a little while ago!

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.

Be Warned: ménage sex, anal sex, sex toys, BDSM, spanking

This releases December 3rd, and I for one can't wait!

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I had such fun writing my story, Santa's Beard, which is a Club Ink spin off. Well, you can't have two dominant shifters in London without Club Ink now, can you?

*winks*

Here's the blurb for my story:


When Santa strokes his beard wishes are granted - apparently. Joanna is not convinced, but when she wakes up on Christmas morning to find her cats have magically morphed into two naked and dominant men, she doesn't know what to think anymore. All she can do is ride the waves of sensation, as all her kinky desires come true. Can fantasy stand up in reality, or was it all just a dream?

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And here's just a little teaser for you....

Joanna stretched and moaned softly. Christmas Day already? She couldn't even remember getting to bed last night, but clearly she must have done. She was not lying face down on her lumpy couch anymore, where she was pretty sure she had passed out sometime on Christmas Eve, having drunk the entire bottle of wine by herself. She distinctly remembered Ben's feline stare and Bill licking her ear, and then things had gotten crazy.

Joanna groaned, recalling the strange dream that had followed. Yes, crazy cat lady, that was her, for in her dream, Ben's stare had changed into the disapproving and unblinking gaze of a drop dead gorgeous, muscled hunk of a man. Her pussy had clenched, and she'd whimpered her need into the shoulder of another man. Slightly smaller and leaner than his counterpart, he'd nonetheless made short work of picking her up. The room had swayed and Joanna had held on to impossibly broad shoulders, curling her fingers into the man's flexing biceps as her stomach had rolled and her head pounded. She had screwed her eyes shut and buried her face in the man's broad chest, desperately trying not to bring up the contents of her stomach.

"Relax." The deep voice of the man carrying her had rumbled through her, and another hand had massaged her shoulders.

"Caid is right. Relax, let us take care of you for a change, sweet Joanna."

Even in her dream, Joanna thought how odd this conversation was, but she wasn't about to argue with the commanding tone that made her toes curl under. Had she not been feeling so wretched that voice alone would have been enough to make her want to jump his bones.

Instead she had snuggled into the two male, warm bodies cocooning her and had slept peacefully all night. Now that was a first, too. Usually Joanna battled with insomnia, but not last night. Like a warm, soothing blanket, her men had surrounded her, much like Bill and Ben always did. Now there was a thought. Usually the two felines would have demanded their breakfast by now. Instead the mouthwatering aroma of brewing coffee permeated her senses at the same time as the prodding hardness against her ass cheeks registered for what it was.

What the fuck?

Her eyes flew open, and she would have dashed off the bed, had the man whose rock hard cock was digging into her crack not chosen that moment to use his considerable body strength to pull her back, roll her over, and pin her to the bed. He caught her flailing wrists with one large hand and held them still above her head. Her long haired captor ground his hips into the juncture of her thighs and pinned her with a stare so intense, her pussy instantly flooded with the evidence of her arousal. His emerald eyes narrowed and he smiled—a slow, dangerous, smile—that made her heart miss a beat before it tried to hammer itself out of her chest.

"Lie still, sweet Joanna. You've earned yourself enough punishment as it is."

Good God. It was the voice from her dream. A voice so full of authority and leashed passion, Joanna's breath hitched and excitement spread through her veins like wildfire.

"P … punishment? What for?"

"Hmm, let's see." The stranger, whose eyes held her captive with their familiar arrogance, smiled and pressed his erection into her mound. "Does this feel as though it ought to be castrated? And I won't even mention the fucking tags."

His annoyed growl vibrated through her and her eyes widened, when she took a proper look at him. It couldn't be. Yet, there, right above her was the unmistakable evidence. Her captor was missing his right arm—just like Ben.

"Ease up, Aran, you're scaring our woman. We need to explain this. Then we can paddle that sweet ass of hers and give her the fucking she deserves."

"Paddle … deserve?" Joanna was all too aware that she sounded like a dimwitted parrot, but when one was staring at a drop dead gorgeous human version of one's cat—and this one had a scar just like Bill—surely a woman was allowed to sound like a feathered idiot.

"You're my cats. You're Bill and Ben." That statement came out as a high-pitched squeak, and both men growled.

"Another ten swats to the tally for those ridiculous names, and we're not just cats." 

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Indeed they're not, but you have to wait and see to find out what exactly is going on!