Friday, 6 February 2015

Romantic Rendezvous Blog Hop #winGC Sometimes it's the little things...



We all love to get away, don't we? And what better way to achieve that than in the pages of a good book. It's one of the things I love most about reading. Allowing yourself to be transported away to far flung places... or not.

Sometimes the most romantic times can be found right here at home. A candle lit dinner, a romcom fest on the telly, a surprise visit to the theatre. The list is endless, really. I would go as far as to say, my hubby turning up with a take away, and a big tub of ice cream at the end of a long trying day with the kids, is the most romantic thing ever. When the babies were little, it was his willingness to lie with a newborn on his chest, so that I could have that much needed soak in the bath.

It's the little things that can be the most romantic and mean the most.

As part of this blog I'm giving away a $10 GC. To be in with a chance to win it, please tell me in the comment what's the most romantic, small thing your other half has ever done for you.

I'm gonna leave you with one of those romantic moments from my upcoming release, Carmel's Choice, which releases February 24th.



It’s just one night of kinky sex. What could possibly go wrong?

When the birthday present from her Master is one night of no holds barred kinky sex with his ex-army buddy, Carmel Blythe doesn’t know what to think. A good subbie obeys her Master’s wishes, however, and there is no denying the instant connection she has with this experienced Dom.

Topping Gideon’s gorgeous wife is the least Nash Jonas can do to repay the debt he owes the man. After all Gideon took the bullet aimed at Nash—the very one that cost the other man his army career, and put him in a wheelchair.  If only Nash could keep those pesky emotions out of the deal. 

Gideon cannot stand to see the sadness in his wife’s eyes, nor the restlessness in his best buddy’s soul. Pushing the two people he loves together, will surely satisfy everyone’s physical and emotional needs.

Carmel’s choice may well change everything…

 Coming to Siren Bookstrand February 24th

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Here is that moment....


Gideon rather enjoyed the way Carmel’s mouth fell open and the worried look she gave him.
“Don’t worry, dove. You’ll like it. Nash might enjoy it less, but I’ll get a kick out of torturing him for a bit.” He added the last for Nash’s benefit, and the other man looked all set up to make some sort of rude gesture. The arrival of the coffee stopped him. He smirked as the waitress made a big show of setting the bill in front of him, and passed it to Gideon.
“You’re paying, right?”
Gideon passed the woman his credit card without looking at the bill, and she scurried off again. Carmel still looked adorably worried.
“I say we forget the coffees. There’s a nice little coffee place on the way, we can stop at and have some.”
Nash smiled his approval.
“Excellent plan. Let’s get out of this place. Stuck-up folks give me the creeps.” He adjusted his tie and winked at Carmel, who was clearly itching to ask what was going on, but the return of the waitress stopped her again.
Nash threw a twenty-pound note on the table with a curt, “For your troubles,” and then they made it out of there.
Carmel visibly relaxed when they were back out in the open.
“Phew,” she said. “You do realize we’ll never be able to go back there, right?”
Nash laughed and pulled her in for a kiss that seemed to go on forever. By the time he finally let her go, Carmel’s expression was adorably flushed and she had gone a little cross eyed. Gideon put his hand out to steady her as she wobbled, and Nash smirked.
“Damn heels,” she muttered and smiled at Gideon. “I hope you’re not expecting me to walk far in them.”
“Not at all, sweet dove. The place is only a couple of minutes away, but we’ve got time to kill, so let’s do some window shopping.”
Carmel scrunched up her face in disgust, and Nash laughed.
“What is this? A woman who doesn’t like to shop? Does such a rare specimen exist?”
Carmel stuck her tongue out at him, and then screeched and scampered out of his way when he swatted her ass once. The playfulness of their interaction continued as they made slow progress. By the time they finally reached the Lyceum Theatre, they still had an hour before the performance started, but they needed to collect the tickets anyway.
Seeing Carmel’s face drop in delight when she noticed where they were had definitively been worth all the subterfuge. She lit up like a Christmas tree when she realized they were actually going in, and Nash rolled his eyes.
“Great. I suppose I shall be prepared to suffer through this,” he said in mock annoyance, and Carmel gaped up at him.
“How can you not like The Lion King? It’s, like, my favorite Disney movie, ever. I can’t believe you actually got us tickets.” She turned to beam down at Gideon, and he took hold of her hand.
“It was one of your birthday presents. The original one involved a look backstage, but I couldn’t rearrange that at such short notice, but we do have the best seats in the house.”
“Ooooh, that is so…Thank you.” Carmel literally hopped in excitement like a small child, and Gideon exchanged an indulgent look with Nash over her head. Perhaps their plan to torture her some more would have to wait. She was far too excited about this, and he wouldn’t spoil it for her in a million years.
Sure enough, by the time they were seated and the curtain went up, Carmel was utterly enthralled in the performance and Nash was just as enthralled watching her reactions. Gideon vacillated between watching the stage and their girl, content with his lot in life right now.
The show finished to a standing ovation, and Carmel kept them entertained by her off-key-singing rendition of all the songs in the musical. By the end of their taxi ride home Nash was holding his ears, and the minute the taxi driver had pulled away he put his hand over Carmel’s mouth.
“Okay, that’s it. I vote we gag her the minute we get inside.”

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Flash Fiction Friday - All In A Day's Work #FFF

Happy Friday, folks. Today's picture had me a little stumped at first, and then I had some fun with it. Enjoy, I hope :-)

To see the picture inspiration, please click here
(Picture used with kind permission from Jimmy Thomas
http://www.romancenovelcovers.com/)


Jeez, you’d think they could spring for a shower that doesn’t run cold for these things.  At this rate no amount of gyrating to keep her bits off camera would hide her goose bumps.
“No, move up a bit, left, move your arm. Come on girl, look alluring. You’re having sex in the shower here. Sell it.”
Claire rolled her eyes, and the hunk being tortured with her grinned. Judging by his less than impressive package the poor guy was feeling the cold too.

“Not so much fucking as freezing to death here,” he shouted and Claire burst out laughing.

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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, 5 February 2015

Spotlight on: Winners by Allyson Young #newrelease #mfm #western @evernightpub

This week is flying by and today I have the lovely Allyson Young on my blog with a look at her new release. Enjoy, folks.








Are Ashton and Craig still schooling Sinclair in their ménage or is she teaching them a thing or two? After those years apart, are Candy and Reece still as in love as ever? Winners tells all.


Excerpt:


“What’s that … mark on your butt cheek?” Sinclair’s tone of voice indicated that she knew, and was both intrigued and shocked.

Candy swiveled her head to one side and arched her back to stick out her ass, but despite how voluptuous her bottom was, she couldn’t really see the impression she knew her best friend was referring to, the one she’d admired herself in the bathroom mirror earlier that day. She took pride in the marks Reece gave her, and didn’t much care if people judged her for it. Not that it was something she’d overtly share. She had waited a long time to connect with her Sheriff again. Once again she blessed Reece’s determination to reconnect, despite her equally determined efforts to dissuade him. Not that she’d have imagined handcuffs being involved!

Still, her other cheeks suffused with color, if the heat rising up her neck was any indication. How was it that she was embarrassed? After all her sexual shenanigans over the past years, many of which she’d shared in detail with Sinclair, why was she suddenly diffident about talking now? And why was the other woman intrigued? Maybe it was because her best friend had finally roped and tied those two men Sin had been in love with forever.


Buy Link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/winners-by-allyson-young/


About Allyson


Allyson Young lives in cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband of many years and numerous pets. She worked in the human services all across Canada and has seen the best and worst of what people bring to the table. Allyson has written for years, mostly short stories and poetry, published in small newspapers and the like, although her work appeared in her high school yearbooks too! After reading an erotic romance, quite by accident, she decided to try her hand at penning erotica.

Allyson will write until whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the dark side of romance.

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Wednesday, 4 February 2015

#MWTease from Carmel's Choice "I shouldn't be here..." #bdsm #mfm @sirenbookstrand


Happy middle of the week to you lovely, peeps. It's time to tease you  a little from my upcoming release Carmel's Choice.  As ever thanks to the awesome Sandra Bunino for organising us all every week. If you're an Author, then why not join us next week and get your tease on.

It's always such fun to get these snippets from everyone.

To set the scene a little, Carmel has taken Nash up on his offer to meet him at his hotel room. Nash is her birthday present. Will she able to go through with it? Read on and see...


Carmel looked nervous enough to cry red and take off as she stood there in his doorway. Gideon had been right. She had a very expressive face, and right now it showed her emotions as clearly as though she were voicing them out loud. Guilt, worry, arousal, they were all there for him to read and interlaced with it all an inherent sadness that pulled at his gut.
Life was so fucking unfair. It had robbed two people in love of something precious. There was no doubt in his mind that neither Carmel nor Gideon would have ever considered bringing a third into their relationship were it not for that damn bullet. Not that he had been invited in, per se. This was just for one night, if she let him.
To make it easier on her, he turned his back and walked over to the mini bar. He poured himself a beer, and almost missed the soft click of the door shutting. Her light, flowery scent warned him of her approach seconds before her red-tipped fingernails clutched the edge of the mini bar and her soft, hesitant voice soothed some of the churning in his gut.
“Have you got another one of those, please?”
Without looking at her, he flipped the top off one and slid it over to her, together with a glass. He grinned when she ignored it and drank straight from the bottle instead. A tense silence fell between them, and when she’d drained the last of the bottle and slammed it down on the bar, he knew he had to put her mind at ease.
Carmel’s pulse jumped under his fingertips when he grasped her hand and stroked his thumb over her wrists.
“Please, I don’t think I can do this. It’s wrong. I shouldn’t be here, with you of all people.” She looked up at him, and the tears shimmering in her sea-green eyes felt like a punch to the gut. She didn’t pull her hand away, however, and her breathing sped up the longer he simply held her hand and looked at her.
“Gideon would say otherwise.” Her eyes widened at his quiet statement, and then focused on the card he pulled out from behind the bar.
“He wanted me to give you this, if you actually made it this far.”
Nash let her hand go and watched as she opened the card with trembling hands and a sob escaped her.
“I don’t understand why he would do this. I don’t need…I mean, I don’t…oh, fuck.” She dropped the card on the bar, and Nash picked it up.
“May I?” he asked, and she nodded.
Enjoy your birthday present, dove. You need some special time I can’t give you anymore. Trust Nash to know what you need. I love you. G x
There went another punch to his gut, and that knot of emotion just tightened further, until he had to clear his throat several times to get it to work.
“We don’t have to do this. Gideon was very clear that nothing happens without your consent, pet. I know you don’t know me, so—”
“No.” The one word held an edge of determination, even delivered in such a soft cadence that he had to strain to hear it. She reached out to him when he automatically pulled away at her denial, and his skin burned where her small fingers curled around his forearm. “You’re wrong, you know. I do know you. Gideon talks of you often. He was so happy when you sought him out after you left the army. It broke his heart that you never came to see him after…well, you know.”
Nash swore and pulled out of her grasp. Shit, he couldn’t do this now. She’d hate him, and he was here to make her happy, not to rehash the fucking past.
“Talk to me, Nash, please. Why did you never come to see him?”
“I…Fuck, he must have told you what happened. How could I, after I was the fucking cause…” Nash couldn’t continue. In his mind he was back in that stinking bar, holding his buddy and shouting for someone to call the medics as Gideon bled out all over the fucking floor. He pushed away from the bar, not really seeing the plush hotel room as the walls closed in on him and he found it hard to breathe.
“Shhh, it’s okay, you’re not there. Nash, come back, breathe, please. Sir…”
It was the hesitant Sir that broke through the mist and the stench of the past, and Nash reached out blindly until Carmel’s soft, feminine body was wrapped all around him. Her fingers curled into his neck, and her breasts flattened against his chest as she snuggled into his frame as closely as two people could be with their clothes on. His breathing slowed until it matched hers. Nash shut his eyes and buried his face in her neck, inhaling deeply of the scent of soft, fragrant woman, until he had his emotions back under control, and he pulled the shutter down on his past with a resounding clang.
 With that came the all-consuming awareness of the woman in his arms. He should pull away, put distance between them, he knew that. Instead, his hands traced the curve of her spine until he reached the globes of her ass, and Carmel gasped. She didn’t pull away, however, just went perfectly still as her breathing sped up. Her rapid little puffs of air were such a turn-on that Nash grew hard as nails, and Carmel moaned softly when he lifted her up slightly so that he could grind his erection into the juncture of her thighs.
“Fuck, I want you so badly. I can’t even think straight.” Nash ground the words out in between kisses delivered along her neck, and marched her backward until her back hit the wall.






It’s just one night of kinky sex. What could possibly go wrong?

When the birthday present from her Master is one night of no holds barred kinky sex with his ex-army buddy, Carmel Blythe doesn’t know what to think. A good subbie obeys her Master’s wishes, however, and there is no denying the instant connection she has with this experienced Dom.

Topping Gideon’s gorgeous wife is the least Nash Jonas can do to repay the debt he owes the man. After all Gideon took the bullet aimed at Nash—the very one that cost the other man his army career, and put him in a wheelchair.  If only Nash could keep those pesky emotions out of the deal. 

Gideon cannot stand to see the sadness in his wife’s eyes, nor the restlessness in his best buddy’s soul. Pushing the two people he loves together, will surely satisfy everyone’s physical and emotional needs.

Carmel’s choice may well change everything…

 Coming to Siren Bookstrand February 24th


Do check out out all the other teasers taking part. You can find the link to all the other awesomeness on offer on Sandra's blog.


Stay naughty, folks.

D xxx

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

#TantalizingTuesdays - Busted

Okay, I dare you to not go awe at today's pic. I know I did, when I saw it on Pinterest, and I knew I had to write a flash for it. It could almost have been taken straight from my life. There have been plenty of occasion over our nine kids that I caught my husband having similar  moments with our babies. Enjoy!

 
(Source: Pinterest
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/356417757985573278/)


Alyssa turned over and froze. Where was he? Blood rushed in her ears and her mind conjured up all sorts of horrible scenarios. He never slept this long, unless he was next to her, and he wasn’t, so where….
Flinging the covers back, the blood froze in her veins, half expecting to find her newborn son under them, and then she heard them. The soft coos interspersed with the deep soothing tones of her husband. Relief flooded her and the room spun as she sank back down on the bed, and took a deep breath in. Silently, so as not to disturb them she padded out on the landing, and there, on the window seat in their hall way, sat Mark, cradling their son on his strong legs.
“Did I ever tell you how I met your mummy? No? Well, let me tell you, I knew from the minute I saw her that she was going to be mine. Mummy had other ideas, but, you know, son, if you want something badly enough, you just have to go after it, until you get it. Your mummy being a point in question.”
Mark looked up at her grinned.
“Ah, we’re busted.”





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, 2 February 2015

Get to know Kira's Warriors #newrelease @ElleBoon1 #mfm @sirenbookstrand #giveaway

Happy Monday, folks. I have Elle Boon in my hot seat today, so, grab a cuppa and get to know her, as she tells us about her new release, Kira's Warriors.  She is also holding a little giveaway. Leave her a comment to be in with a chance to win an e-book from Elle's backlist.

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1. Author Name: Elle Boon

2. Where do you live? (part of the country or state or world)

I live in Missouri, almost smack dab in the middle of Merica (lol)
3. When did you first publish?

My one year contract signing date is actually January 28th 2015. Soo excited. My first book came out on April 3, 2014 with Siren.

4. How many books have you published?

As of today I have 4 books out and my 5th is coming out on January 29th, 2015 which is Kira’s Warriors book 4 in the Ravens of War.
5. Which of your characters do you see yourself in the most?

  I sort of put a little of myself in all of my female characters. In each story I find myself weaving a little bit of real life into their stories. For instance in Selena’s Men I have Selena getting on top the bar and dancing. I actually have done this a time or two. In Two For Tamara there is a scene where one of the ladies says “I don’t do girls” this was an actual conversation me and one of my bffs had after one too many drinks, and we were laughing and drinking. Long story short the guys were chanting “kiss kiss kiss” and she turns and says “I don’t do grills” yess I spelled that right lol.

6. What has been the most time consuming or mentally challenging research you have done for a book? 

I think for Kira’s book because it’s set a lot in Japan and spans back 20 plus years. There is a lot of folklore and things that has changed during the timeframe and I wanted to get it right. I loved it!
7. What does an average day for you consist of? What is your writing schedule like?

I get up, get my Goob, aka my 14 yr old off to school and then get online. After that I go over what I’ve written and try to write. Try being the key sometimes. I turn my playlist on, which is rock. My choice of music freaks people out, because they look at me and see my choice of music lol. I love love love rock. J
8. Please tell us about your newest release.

Kira’s Warriors is book 4 in the Ravens of War. She’s is like all my other heroines, a fierce woman who is worthy of two men lol. Garrick and Thane are both demi-gods created by Zeus who were sent as protectors only to find she wasn’t quite 100% human. It’s action packed and full of lots of the other Ravens as well as a steamy read J
9. Do you have a current work in progress? Can you tell us about it?

I just finished His Perfect Wolf, book 2 in The Mystic Wolves series. I still have to edit and submit to my publisher, but I really love it. It’s the follow up to Accidentally Wolf and Niall’s story. I’m also working on a self-pub that I plan to release on March 16th called SmokeJumper. SmokeJumper is about a Native American who is a smokejumper which is a specialized firefighter who is called back to his hometown by his grandfather. Of course he’s much more than just an ordinary man, he’s also an elemental. I love my paranormal romance and of course all my stories are steamy reads <3

10. What is something that your readers might not know about you?

I am a clean-freak. I spend 6-8 hours once a week cleaning my house one room at a time. Everything has a place in my house and I am very organized. My closets are all color coordinated with each person having a specific hanger color lol. Yes, I said I am a freak lol J

I am a total open book and love to talk to people. If you have a question I try to answer as honestly as possible (of course some things are too personal), but I will do my best. Ask away people <3

A few songs that inspired me during the writing process for Kira’s Warriors:

Theory of a Deadman – Savages

Crossfade – Cold

The Pretty Reckless – Heaven Knows

Sixx A.M. – Stars








 Kira lived the life of a pampered princess of a wealthy Japanese man who mourned the loss of his son, and missing wife. She’d been given everything a girl could want, but nobody was allowed close enough to love or hurt her. All that changed when her life was threatened and he hired the Ravens as her security.

Thane and Garrick never expected to find their Fated, let alone that she’d be touched by a god. The legend of the Kitsune was steeped in mystery, but they’d need all the help they could get to save their Fated from the god who possessed her brother. They’d need to travel into the deepest levels of hell, and fight the Shinigami to save her and her brother. 

Kira realizes Thane and Garrick would give up their own lives to give her the family she’d never had. She would fight to hold onto the best things she could ever ask for, her warriors.

Adult Excerpt



Thane stood, Kira’s juices coating his lips and chin.

Garrick watched her pull Thane to her, trailing her tongue against the seam of his lips. “Goddess, I love how firm your mouth is,” Kira said.

“I love how you taste.” Thane licked his lips. “Do you like how you taste, kitten?”

Turning her face to him, Garrick saw the blush she couldn’t hide. Her eyes were cloudy with desire. He smoothed his hand down her flat stomach, loving how wet and silky she got, tight like a fist around them. He swore nothing had ever felt better. Nothing ever would.

The bed dipped behind them, but he couldn’t take his eyes off Kira. He sucked in a swift breath, trying to remember where he wanted to be was inside his Fated’s body. She mesmerized him with her beauty.

“Kira, climb up here,” Thane said.

Garrick helped her maneuver around to face Thane. His best friend held his arms out while Kira crawled up the big bed like the kitten they called her. He groaned at the sight of her perfect ass as she moved on all fours toward Thane, her pussy playing a game of peek-a-boo with him. Her cream from the orgasm still coated her thighs.

He waited until she was positioned over Thane and watched her slide down, taking him inside, before he moved behind her. Garrick could be patient.

“I need you, too, G. I want you both, hard and fast. I need to feel you inside me when I come, and I want to do that around you, surrounded by my warriors.” Kira groaned, moving up and down on Thane.

Garrick slipped his fingers between Thane and her, testing how wet she was, seeing how ready she truly was. Her slickness coated his fingers. Their girl was perfect.

Thane pulled Kira down, taking control of her movements while Garrick ran his hands over her backside. He carefully prepared her for him, inserting one finger at a time in her rear channel. He made sure to add lube before adding a second finger. She gasped and thrust back against him as if she wanted more.

“Easy, Kira. You need to let me make sure you’re ready.” Garrick grit his teeth at the feelings Thane was sharing.

She pushed back again, her hips swiveling. “I’m more than ready.”

The noises she made were reassuring.

He had three fingers deep inside, scissoring them while Thane held Kira in place. Garrick used his powers to add more lubricant, and then pulled his fingers back.

A generous coating was applied to his dick as he placed the head against the puckered opening. “Hold her open for me, Thane,” Garrick said between clenched teeth.

The first inch slipped in, and she tightened around his cock. Both he and Thane fought for control, not wanting to injure her.

When he was seated fully inside, he held completely still, his breath sawing out like he’d run ten miles. The spiral path opened up, allowing them into Kira’s thoughts. It was like coming home to Garrick. He sucked in air, trying to remember when he’d ever felt so extremely satisfied.

She giggled.

“What are you laughing at, woman?” Thane asked.

“Are you hearing his thoughts? He’s satisfied and he isn’t even moving.”

Straddling Thane’s legs, Garrick swatted Kira’s ass, a light tap meant to tease, not hurt, causing her rounded flesh to quiver and her ass to tighten even further. “I think our Fated liked that, Thane.”

Garrick pulled back, his hands gripping her slim hips, and set up a slow rhythm. He and Thane worked in counterpoint. One of them had their dick buried deep inside her heat at a time, while the other pulled back.

Sweat covered him, even with his ability to regulate his body temperature. A light sheen coated her body.

“I’m not gonna last much longer, G.”

Garrick wrapped one arm around Kira’s chest, pulling her shoulders back into him, granting Thane access to her clit. “Play with her clit, Thane. Make her come.” Without another word, his friend reached between Kira’s thighs. Her clit was so hard and swollen, it wouldn’t take but a few strokes to get her off. Hell, he was so ready it wouldn’t take him but a few strokes, but first, they wanted to make Kira come.

Her hips bucked, and she threw her head back. “Oh, oh, y—yes,” Kira hissed.

A heartbeat later, her orgasm struck, clamping down on them like a wild convulsion. Their strokes increased in speed, becoming rough and uncontrolled. He flicked Thane a look, naked need written on his face, and with a nod, they both let go.

Garrick groaned. The knowledge Thane was as lost to sensation as he was pushed him even closer to the edge. Kira’s moans joined theirs, sending delight through him knowing she was already climbing the peak again. With every stroke into her ass or pussy, she whimpered.

The air was thick with their combined scents. The smell of Kira’s arousal permeated the room. Every breath he took, he smelled Kira, building pressure in his balls, filling him with the need to come.

“Ah, fuck, I’m gonna come.” Garrick groaned.

A bead of sweat trickled down Thane’s temple. “Me, too, kitten. Come for us one more time. Squeeze our cocks.” Thane started hammering in and out of her pussy.

Whether it was the raw words or the wild movements of the man beneath her that pushed Kira over, Garrick couldn’t care less. The moment she started to come, her greedy little pussy and ass began pulsing around Thane and him, and they, too, fell over the edge. He roared out his pleasure, while Thane swore in several languages. Garrick’s balls drew up, full of semen, his seed spurting from his dick like it never wanted to quit. In perfect sync, Thane released, his voice equally hoarse by the time he was spent.



Sunday, 1 February 2015

#SexySnippets from Carmel's Choice "Please, Sir, I need you..." #mfm #bdsm @sirenbookstrand


Happy Sunday, peeps. I was rather spoiled for choice today, as to what to tease from, as I got two yummy new covers this week. Lucky me and all that.

In the end I went with the one that will release first, and that's Carmel's Choice. So without further ado, here are your seven, well eight. To set the scene a little, it is Carmel's birthday and her Master has sent her a present, his army buddy, Nash.

This is the moment, Carmel decides to go through with this one night of kinky sex...


Nash stopped speaking, and her skin heated under the desire she saw reflected in his dark gaze. It roamed over her exposed skin, and she barely suppressed a whimper. She would self-combust if he kept looking at her with that heated promise in his eyes.

“I might well do that in the morning. To both you and Gideon, but for now, please, I just want to pretend none of that matters. I know you want me, and god help me, I want you too. We’re both adults, and I’m not going to turn down the chance of spending the night with you as your sub. Please, Sir, I need you, and I think that maybe you need me too.”

(forgive me slightly more than seven)



It’s just one night of kinky sex. What could possibly go wrong?

When the birthday present from her Master is one night of no holds barred kinky sex with his ex-army buddy, Carmel Blythe doesn’t know what to think. A good subbie obeys her Master’s wishes, however, and there is no denying the instant connection she has with this experienced Dom.

Topping Gideon’s gorgeous wife is the least Nash Jonas can do to repay the debt he owes the man. After all Gideon took the bullet aimed at Nash—the very one that cost the other man his army career, and put him in a wheelchair.  If only Nash could keep those pesky emotions out of the deal. 

Gideon cannot stand to see the sadness in his wife’s eyes, nor the restlessness in his best buddy’s soul. Pushing the two people he loves together, will surely satisfy everyone’s physical and emotional needs.

Carmel’s choice may well change everything…

 Coming to Siren Bookstrand February 24th


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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.