The individual release of ‘The Rite’ is live on Amazon! This is especially exciting because when I was writing this story and I got to the end, I already had so many ideas for what would happen with Heather and Rick after the end of the book. Even I wanted to know (and see) what would happen to Heather now that she had all this magic and no idea what to do with it. So, I added an extra called ‘Magic is a Bitch’! Even the title makes me giggle.
Of course, there’s some hilarious issues and side effects, but what’s great about the extra that’s only available in this individual release of ‘The Rite’ is that we also see more from Theresa, Heather’s mom, and two (count them, TWO) hot scenes with Rick!
If you haven’t read this story yet, please grab a copy and then post a review on Amazon and Goodreads. It’s the best way to get the word out about the characters and stories you love.
I released a snippet during WIP Wednesday a couple of weeks ago, but I’ll drop another little sneak peek here:
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“Strip. Slowly.” Rick’s voice didn’t break her concentration this time; it only provided a new level of clarity. She lifted the bottom of her shirt, moving it slowly upwards as she took deep breaths. With each inch of skin she revealed, the magic calmed further, and when the shirt cleared her head the center was quiet. Beautifully quiet. Without the buzzing in her head she was able to focus on the way her pussy grew wet, on the heat of his gaze across her skin, and on the promise of his punishment. As Heather dropped the last item of clothing on the floor his hand gripped the back of her neck and pressed her down over the end of the bed. The footboard dug into her thighs and she clenched her hands in the comforter in preparation.
He pressed her harder into the bed with one hand and let the other trail over her ass. She shifted the weight between her feet, not wanting to beg yet, but wanting him to start.
“My pretty girl.” Rick’s voice had a growl to it, a delicious rumble that made her squirm. “We could have had a very nice evening… but you had to let that mouth run away from you, and you know I can’t ignore that.” His hand came down hard, and the sting made her gasp even though she’d been expecting it. The heat spread, and his hand came down again on the other cheek, and a third time where her ass met her thighs and the skin was even more sensitive. A whine escaped through gritted teeth and then she pulled in a breath as he paused.
“But I like this version of the evening, sir.” Her words made him chuckle and tighten his grip on the back of her neck. She moaned into the bedding, loving the release of submitting to his strength, of accepting what he wanted to do with her.
“Let’s see if you like it when I’m done with you.” He said it like a threat, but they both knew she’d like it. She was already soaked and squirming under his hand. The spanks started to land hard on her skin, and like always the sting was tolerable at first. A delicious sharpness that came like a spike of pain, but receded quickly into a heat that washed over her skin and left her aroused and craving his touch, wanting more. He made sure to place each spank in a new place, sometimes dipping down to the tops of her thighs where the skin was even more delicate. Each time he did she lifted onto her toes, crying out into the bedding in surprise. Eventually her skin was throbbing and hot and ultra-sensitive and each spank had tears in the corners of her eyes and a stream of pleas fleeing her lips as she twisted her hands in the comforter.
“Please, please, please, sir.” Heather tried to twist her head to the side as she felt tears cross the bridge of her nose, pooling against her other temple, but his grip on her neck was immovable. An even harder spank landed on one cheek and she yelped, pleading as he repeated it on the other. She was lifted onto her toes, her hips rolling as she writhed in an attempt to ease the pain without reaching back to soothe the skin. He would normally be rubbing her, letting the sting absorb into heat faster, but he’d made sure this was clearly a punishment for her smart mouth and she wasn’t sure if she was happy about her choice, or not, as the throbbing in her skin continued.
“Now these are some lovely handprints, pretty girl. I think I want a picture.” Rick’s hand released her neck and she immediately turned her face into the bedding to dry it from the tears and stretch her muscles. She fought the urge to reach back and soothe her ass, because she knew that would result in him bringing out the strap and she didn’t think she could handle that at the moment. “Spread your legs a bit, heels flat on the floor, and stretch your arms out… gorgeous. You are so incredibly hot, baby.”
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*fans self* Rick makes me want to spend some quality time bent over a bed, how ’bout you? If you enjoyed this little snippet, you’ll definitely enjoy the the over 12,500 extra words in ‘Magic is a Bitch’! So, check out the individual release of ‘The Rite’ and then talk to me about what you thought!
US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WFISK9S