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What could be more indulgent than an island catering to sexual fantasies? Imagine going on an all expenses paid trip to a tropical island. Most women would jump at the chance, but not my heroine. She doesn't do fantasies, or so she thinks....

When she is Awoken by the Sheikh everything changes

Services to Sisterhood, 1

Loosen up and awake your inner Sex Goddess...call it services to sisterhood. 

The mere thought of an all-expenses paid trip to a tropical island of sexual abandonment makes straight-laced school teacher Astrid break out in a heat rash. What fantasy is she supposed to live out, exactly? You kinda need to have them to re-enact them, right? However, she can’t really turn down a birthday present, even if her outrageous best friend would let her. 

Everything changes when she wakes up in her very own Arabian Fantasy. Prince Rashid expects her complete obedience, and Astrid can’t help but respond to the demands of the enigmatic Sheikh. Maybe it’s just the ambiance of this place but Astrid finds new strength in her submission, and the sex is out of this world. 

What happens, however, when reality beckons? Can she hold onto the fantasy? 

Be Warned: BDSM, f/f interaction, anal play, rimming, spanking

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Excerpt:

“Naughty girls need to be punished.”

Punished? What on earth did he mean? Before she could question him he spun her around in his arms. One hand pinched her nipple hard. The pain was more arousing than she would have thought possible, and his other hand fisted in her hair and yanked her head up. He pinched her again, harder this time. The desire she saw in his dark eyes as he assessed her reaction made the pain spiral down towards her pussy.

“Stop, you’re hurting me!” Is that breathy denial really my voice? Her heart turned into a jackhammer as she waited for his next move, and arousal warred with fear.

He tugged her closer into his solid wall of muscle. A small smile played on his lips at her sharp intake of breath when the move brought her clit in direct contact with the broad tip of his cock. It nudged at her through the thin fabric of both their clothing.

 “You don’t want me to stop.”

The growl in her ear, combined with another sharp pinch to her other nipple sent her breathing into erratic overdrive as one large hand cupped her wet folds. Heaven help her, a stab of pure lust made her knees tremble.  His low chuckle had to be the sexiest sound she’d ever heard. His stubble grazed her neck as he suckled on her skin and sank his teeth into her flesh at just the right side of pleasuring pain.

He took her moan into his mouth, and his tongue dueled with hers, before he nipped at her bottom lip hard enough for her to taste her own blood. Startled, she tried to pull away from him. His iron grip wouldn’t let her, however, and his predatory smile held her captive. “I can smell your pussy, and I’m going to taste you until you scream for my cock to fill you, deep and hard, right here.”

Astrid gasped at the sudden rip of her dress, and cool air hit her naked flesh. Rashid thrust one finger into her juices before inserting that digit right into her anus, pulling her closer still. The shock of the unexpected invasion made her sink her teeth into her lips to stop herself from moaning. “No, please, Rashid.”

Another finger thrust deep, and lifted her up on her tiptoes until her hands had to grab his shoulders for support.

“That’s no, my lord.”

 At the shake of her head, a third finger stretched her further, and she couldn’t help the startled sob he caught in his mouth in a bruising kiss.

“Yield to me, my bad, bad girl, or your punishment will be worse.”

Oh. My. God. He couldn’t mean that, surely. But what did she know about this dark stranger? Nothing but her body’s complete arousal in his presence. Even now, hovering between the pain and pleasure his relentless fingers up her ass were giving her, she wanted his cock inside her so badly she could scream. What is wrong with me?

His gaze locked with hers, his breathing harsh, his pupils so dilated his eyes were almost black. He pushed deeper into her, the pain bringing tears to her eyes as he almost lifted her off the floor entirely. “Yield to me, my pretty, now! Trust me.”

Astrid couldn’t resist. Something in that dark gaze pulled her right into his barely controlled power. “Yes, my lord.”

The brilliant smile took her breath away, and she winced as his fingers slowly and carefully withdrew.

“Good girl. Now shut your eyes.”

“Why?” She couldn’t help but utter the question, even though her insides churned at the thought of his displeasure.

Sure enough, he growled in answer, the sound so low and animalistic that every feminine cell in her body just melted, until she had to fight the urge to sink to her knees in front of him. He raised his eyebrows, moved to stand behind her, and then slapped her ass hard enough to make her gasp. Gooseflesh broke out over her exposed skin when he tugged her head back on his shoulder and she saw his sinful grin. Astrid’s breath stalled in her lungs at the first of several more openhanded swats to her behind. They left her butt on fire. Heat traveled over her skin and sent her arousal up another notch. Surely being spanked like this should not turn her on even more, and make her wish he would bend her over his knee and do the job properly? By the time he’d delivered that last stinging swat, she gasped her answer.

“Yes, my lord.”

“That’s better, my pretty.” She could hear the smile in his voice and feel it in the butterfly kisses on her shoulder blades as he circled her. The swish of cool silk over her sensitive tummy made her pull in the muscles there in anticipation. The silk moved higher, a bare whisper across her engorged breasts, before it settled over her eyes. His warm hand grasped hers and lifted her arm high as another slow, tantalizing swish of silk slid up her body before he tied it around her wrist, and secured her arm high above her head. The tickle of yet more silk started on the inside of her thigh this time, and brushed across her clit repeatedly. It caused more of her juices to moisten her already wet pussy lips, and beads of perspiration broke out on her skin. Astrid could smell her own arousal in the air, mixed with the unique scent of the man breathing into her ear. His sharp intake of breath told her he was as affected as she was. The whispered Arabic words breathed against her flesh sent shivers of awareness down her spine. Rashid lifted her other arm so high, she had to once again stand on tiptoes.

“My lord?”

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Happy Monday all and welcome to my corner of the Meet the Author/ Interview with Character blog hop.

Those of you who know me, will have often heard me say that I have very demanding heroes. Well, the hero of my latest release, Elliot, is no exception to this rule.

When he heard about this hop, he told me in no uncertain terms that he would interview me.

Yeeesss, well I wasn't going to argue with him. He's a Man-Droid you see, a sentient, self-evolving, feeling Man-Droid, no less, with a body made to withstand hurricane forces. He's also over six feet tall, sex-on-legs-drool worthy, if I might say so myself, and utterly devoted to his heroine.

Anyway, I digress, and he's giving me his stare, so here's the interview.

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Elliot:

Now that I have you where I want you, Doris, answer me this. Why on earth did you decide to torture me with this bouncing cock with a mind of its own? I'm an Orgasmatron, and I'm supposed to be able to be in control of this.

Doris:

I try very hard not to smirk, but you know those internal rants he had about this were some of the most fun things to write. Call me evil. *sniggers*

Well, you wanted to be as human as you could possibly be, so don't blame me. I have it on good authority that human males have great difficulty controlling that body part, so…

I shrug my shoulders and try to adopt an innocent air.

Elliot:

Don't even go there, Doris. We've seen what you write, and I've been in your head, remember. Nothing innocent about you.

He laughs and raises an eyebrow at me, when I can't stop giggling.

Doris:

Yes, well, one could argue that you're responsible for what's in my head, as you're dictating the story, Elliot, so I maintain I'm innocent. Lord knows I try arguing with you blasted characters enough, and do you ever listen. Well, do you?

I do my best to glare at him, which is difficult, because he looks utterly adorable with that slightly sheepish look. Of course it doesn't last long.

Elliot:

Of course we don’t listen. Why would we? They're our stories you're telling. Your duty as an author is to simply tell those stories to the best of your ability, is it not?

I have to concede he has a point, and I mumble under my breath.

Pardon, my dear? I didn't quite catch that. And besides, have we ever steered you wrong?

Doris:

No, you haven't. Alright, you win. You're still blooming annoying though when you won't leave me alone and don't blame me when your grand ideas go haywire. After all this trying to be human business got you killed in the end.

Elliot winces and I feel a little sorry for him.

Elliot:

That was not my finest moment, I grant you. I deeply regret the pain that caused Beth. It was the only way to keep her safe however.

Doris:

This is true, but we better talk about something else, because you don't want to give too much away, do you Elliot.

He shakes his head and smiles. Now I tell you that smile alone makes you want to drop your knickers, as Beth found out to her cost in this story.

Elliot:

What's so amusing, Doris? You're grinning away to yourself there, like the cat that got the cream.

Oh dear, busted.

Doris:

Oh, nothing, I was just thinking that you lived up to your name in this story. You're being an Orgasmatron and all…

Elliot:

Naturally, I'm a great believer in being of service to beautiful women, and Beth was so sad inside, I had to cheer her up in the only way that I know how. Falling in love with her was an unexpected bonus. But enough about me, this interview is supposed to be about you. So, tell me, why do you write?

Doris:

Because I can't not write. I've always had these stories in my head, for as long as I can remember. Once I actually started to write them down, there was no stopping me. My muse bombards me with ideas all the time. Actually managing to fit them all into my busy life as a wife and mother is another matter. Still, I don't think I'm doing too badly, mainly thanks to characters like you, Elliot, who will simply not stop shouting at me, until I've written their story.

I grin at him and he smiles back and gives me an exaggerated bow.

Elliot:

Like I said being of service to beautiful women is my specialty.

Charmer!

On that subject, do you find it difficult writing those sex scenes?

Doris:

Elliot! I should counter that with don't you mind me being a voyeur to those activities?

Elliot:

Touché. You didn't set out to become an Erotic writer though, did you?

Doris:

I laugh and roll my eyes.

No, I certainly didn't but you blooming characters just can't stop jumping each other, can you.

Elliot:

Well, why would we? Sex is an important part of any relationship, and when you first meet someone, it's only natural that you can't keep your hands off that person. I'd wager you still ought to do that, regardless of how long you've been together. Surely, you agree, Doris? You have nine children, after all, the youngest of which is only two, and you've been married twenty four years, right?

I nod and his smile grows sin itself.

One doesn't need a Man-Droid's advanced logical powers to deduce that you two still have problems keeping your hands off each other. Am I right?

Doris:

You know, you're right. It would be a sorry state of affairs if we didn't. There are definite perks to writing and reading Erotic Romance, and my husband would be the first to agree. That's also the only information on that subject you're going to get out of me, Elliot, so stop digging.

He laughs and I barely resist the urge to stick my tongue out at him.

Elliot:

Okay then, some fun questions to finish on. What's on your bucket list?

Doris:

Hmm, several things I will not admit to you, because Hubby would kill me, lol. I'm afraid of heights, so this might prove impossible, but I'd love to jump out of an aeroplane at some point. CODE word: Tardis

Tour the US, visit New Zealand and Australia, snorkel in a coral reef.

The usual stuff, really, and of course have that all elusive mega bestselling book, that means we never have to worry about money again.

Oh look, there is that formation of pigs flying backwards again.

He frowns at me, bless him.

Elliot:

Never say never and all that, Doris. Tell me something really quirky about you that no one else knows.

Doris:

Hmm, I don't know about quirky, but I'm very much an introvert, who craves peace and quiet. Comes from being an only child I guess, and yes, I know, it's beyond ironic that I ended up having nine children, and peace and quiet never exists in this house. Even when they're asleep they talk in their sleep! Still, I love them all dearly, and wouldn't want to be without my big brood.

We live in a tiny bungalow that we call the Tardis, because it's much bigger on the inside than it looks from the outside, and oh I know.

This is definitely odd…

I'm German, yet cannot speak a word of the language anymore after having been in the UK for the last twenty six years. I can understand it, read it, etc. but actually speak it…

I'm told I sound like an English person with pigeon German, which is rather amusing, because I still haven't entirely lost my German accent.

Elliot:

Now that is amusing. Say something for me in German. I need to test that theory.

Doris:

Not on your nelly.

I stick my tongue out at him and the interview is over.

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So, there you have it, folks. Just a little insight into my chaotic mind.

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If you like the sound of Elliot's story, here's the blurb:

[Siren Classic: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Romance, light bondage, spanking, HEA]

The plan had been simple. Sign up for the sex android trial, so that she had a doting boyfriend to present at the dreaded school reunion.

It was just her luck that Bethany Devlin had to get the one man-droid with an emotion chip. Unable to resist Elliot's charms, she finds in him the only partner she can truly submit to. If only he was real and not just an illusion.

Elliot Parsons has a hard time coming to terms with the fact that he has emotions. Orgasmatrons are programmed to fulfill their partner's every sexual fantasy, but Beth proves to be so much more than just another program to run through. He needs her submission like the very air he pretends to breathe, and he will do anything to keep her safe.

Deciding what is love and what is lust proves nigh on impossible when the government interferes. Time is running out…

Available to buy from Bookstrand

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