Dec 29, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday, Writing |
So, I got a 24 hour FB ban because I originally posted this in the Dark Haven, and FB got angry. Still, I wanted to make sure you all got to read this, and because this is my fucking website I can use the original image! HA!
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Psssst… because you’ve put up with me being sick as a dog since Christmas, lovelies, I’m bringing you another hot snippet from ‘Imperfect Monster’ coming in January (as long as the universe lets me finish it)! <3
Obviously, unedited, but I hope you enjoy. ^_^
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“Nicky, open the door.” It was Andre’s voice, and I shoved a scrap of paper I’d snagged into the book to mark my place and left it on the bedside table before moving to the door. I fumbled with shaking hands through the locks, but finally opened it and he pushed both me and the door aside as he walked in. I caught the masculine scent of sweat and the outside as he brushed past, but managed to shut the door tight as soon as he was inside. Redoing all of the locks.
“What happened?” I asked, but Andre was silent. Removing his guns to set them on the top of the dresser beside his closet. Then the jacket came off, and then the holster thing that wrapped across his back and chest to keep the guns against his ribs. “Andre?”
When he turned around, I stumbled backward until my legs hit the bed behind me. He looked like he had the night before, when I was caught in that fucking chair, waiting for Paulo to decide my fate. Empty, dark brown eyes, a frightening expression on his face that sent fear thrumming through me before I could fight it.
He didn’t look human.
“Andre?” I repeated, voice wavering, and he stalked forward. So tall, so broad, and when he grabbed onto my waist I flinched. He squeezed hard, pinching my skin before he ripped my shirt over my head, forcing me to duck my head through the hole before he tossed it aside. Before I could even react, his hands were already at my shorts, the button popped free and the zipper down. I regretted taking my shoes off as he grabbed me under the arms and tossed me onto the bed so he could yank the shorts free.
Fuck. What was wrong with him?
I was afraid. No other reaction was really appropriate as he planted one knee on the end of the bed, and I scrambled backward but he caught my ankle and yanked me flat. He was still clothed, sweaty and silent. “Don’t hurt me,” I whispered.
Something in his expression faltered, but then his eyes dropped to my chest and he grabbed my shoulder to turn me onto my side so he could undo the clasp of my bra. He tossed it aside, immediately palming my breasts as he straddled one of my thighs. Thumbs rolling over my nipples, I could barely process that they were already hard and peaked until I felt him tighten his grip and pinch them both.
“FUCK!” I screamed, whimpering as the pain shot like bolts of lightning through my breasts, forcing my back to arch in an effort to ease the strain. But Andre didn’t back off, he twisted them further and I felt tears in my eyes, grabbing onto his shoulders and digging my nails in as if it would make him stop.
Leaning over me, he bit down on my shoulder and I screamed again, pushing at his ribs as he released my tender nipples, and then he had both his legs inside of mine. Spreading me, digging his knees into my thighs so I had no way to stop him, but I could barely focus as his teeth pressed in harder.
“Please, please, please!” I begged, whining when he finally took a breath and released me, his dark eyes staring at the place his mouth had just been. Then he looked between us, and he grabbed my panties, tearing the pale blue fabric as his biceps bulged. The fabric burned against my hips as he ripped it, yanking the remnants out from under me so he could throw it aside. “Andre?”
His name didn’t seem to affect him at all as he slid his fingers between my legs, forcing two of them into me where I wasn’t wet in the least. I whimpered and lifted my hips off the bed, but he ran his thumb over my clit as his mouth moved to my breast, sucking on the tender bud as he stroked me below. For a minute or two, every shift of his fingers seemed to burn and ache, and then my body caught up and started to lubricate around his harsh touch. There was pleasure, and pain, as he opened me up, warming my body for what I knew would come next. It was almost cruel how deft his touch was, the way his thumb swirled over my clit, his mouth sucking and nipping at my breast, sending zings of sensation through my body.
I wanted to fight, and I didn’t. I wanted to give in, and I wanted him to take me by force.
Thought was something I couldn’t effectively manage as he stroked his fingers in and out, wetting them as I grew slick, as my whimpers turned to moans. Then he grabbed my thighs and bent them towards my chest, staring down at my open pussy with the look of a desperate, dangerous man.
I was afraid to speak, afraid to struggle against his strength as he tucked my heels over his shoulders and opened his jeans to shove the fabric out of the way and free his cock. I had stared the night before, but in this position he somehow seemed larger, especially as he moved closer to my entrance, erection bobbing at his hips. One fist around it, I opened my mouth to argue, but he lined up and drove home hard, stealing the words away as I cried out.
It was almost painful, the sudden, brutal stretch as he bottomed out in one thrust. With my body bent as it was, he slammed deep on his second drive, and I felt the sharp ache as he hit my cervix, tears burning my eyes. “Please,” I whimpered, reaching past my legs to dig my nails into his arms, but there was no response.
Andre braced his hands on either side of my ribs, folding me as he used every inch of power in his body to fuck me. It hurt, it felt good, and I couldn’t think straight as he continued to move. My breaths were short, a consequence of my ribs being compressed, and that wasn’t helping the dizzying effects of his thrusts. Pleasure blurred the aches and pains, made me forget the threat of the man above me as I sank into it.
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Hope you liked it, lovelies! I #amwriting!
Dec 29, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
Did you really think I was done sharing these sexy excerpts from the upcoming release of Alien Alphas? You’ve got to be joking. With twenty-three hot stories from some of my favorite authors then you know I’m not going to miss the chance to entice you to snag this while it’s only 99¢! Today is #TeaserFriday and I’ve got ‘The Ghost in the Stars’ by Sophie Kisker teasing you down below, lovelies!
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Alien Alphas (Twenty-three naughty sci-fi romance novellas)
Fierce warriors. Savage barbarians. Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Featured authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields, and Sophie Kisker
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The Ghost in the Stars by Sophie Kisker
Siridin Sens is on the run, reeling from the death of his brother and banishment from the planet he’s always called home. Keelie Johnson was pulled through a rift in space and time to satisfy the addiction of Anterrin males to human women. When they cross paths, each sees the other as the source of their troubles, and the dominant ship’s captain refuses to believe the nectar slave’s stories of whispers in the night.
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Teaser
“How many more?” she asked, trying to steel herself for what was coming.
“A question like that will get you spanked between the legs if you ever ask it again. And the answer will always be: until I feel like stopping.”
She whimpered. She gripped his leg hard, as he started up again – five smacks, rest, five smacks – until her butt once more felt like it was on fire. She abandoned her thin thread of control and started pleading and struggling. He merely gripped her tighter and kept going, not pausing, until she was sobbing out her apologies and promising never to disobey again.
At last it stopped.
“Shh…” he whispered as he stroked her back. “It’s over now. You did fine. And I know you’ll remember this lesson.”
“Yes, sir,” she hiccuped.
There was nothing angry in his tone. There was only gentle touching now. She was so confused by her reactions and his, and it only made her weep harder. She didn’t know if he understood, but he turned her over and sat her on his knees, and held her against his chest without saying anything.
Eventually the crying stopped.
“You did good. We’ll work on it.”
She shook her head vehemently. “I’m never going to do anything wrong ever again to be there.”
He started to say something, then stopped, and instead helped her to stand. She looked down at his thighs and to her horror realized there was a huge wet spot right over the bulge on his trousers. She’d leaked nectar during the spanking?
He followed her gaze and chuckled.
She was mortified. Horrified. She turned and ran into the fresher and slammed the door. She stripped off the shirt and turned on the shower and soaped and rinsed until there was no lubrication anywhere between her legs. Her humiliation was complete, and she vowed to stay in the shower for the rest of her life.
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This story is right out of Sophie’s playbook of offworld slavery and naughty punishments, so you know there’s plenty more where this hot scene came from, lovelies! Make sure to keep coming back all week for more Alien Alphas sexiness, and don’t forget to pre-order while it’s only 99¢!
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Want more of Sophie Kisker?
Sophie Kisker writes erotic and D/s romance that sometimes travels a dark and uncomfortable path, before arriving at a happily ever after. She lives in the American Midwest with her husband, son, and the cat, who is really the one in charge.
Dec 27, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
I’m back for #TeaserWednesday with another hot sneak peek of a story from the Alien Alphas boxset, coming soon! Today is ‘Fated Possession’ by Cari Silverwood (who is deliciously dark and fun!) and I know you lovelies are going to adore this story! I was lucky enough to read the whole thing early, and I am completely in love with this rich, sci-fi world of the Mekkers that she has created, and Sassik is going to steal your hearts. Trust me!
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Alien Alphas (Twenty-three naughty sci-fi romance novellas)
Fierce warriors. Savage barbarians. Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Featured authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields, and Sophie Kisker
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Fated Possession by Cari Silverwood
While on a chaste pilgrimage to the Chasm, Sassik buys Blue to save her from violation. Yes, he will train the stubborn human and punish her when needed, but when Blue opens her legs for him, he understands the depth of his twisted desires. Selling her can be his only option.
The gritty post-apocalyptic world of Aerthe will crush the life and spirit of anyone not able to fight for their existence with weapons, soul, teeth, and claws, but Blue is from Earth. Having recently escaped from being kept as a blood-slave, being owned is number 1001 on her list of things-to-do.
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Teaser
Sassik found Blue in the dead-end alley behind the shop. “Going somewhere?”
She backed against the old wall. Cornered, with her cute mouth down-turned. The fevered movement of her breasts made the twisted-leather top look like it’d burst her tits out of there any second. Hypnotizing.
Three yards high, that wall, so he didn’t expect her to jump. She did. And made it to the top. If it wasn’t for his fingers snagging the ankle cuff, she’d have climbed over.
He dragged her back down, caught her as she fell. Despite her frantic attempt to struggle loose, he brought her cuffs behind her back and clicked them together. Then he shoved her to the wall, caged her with his arms planted either side of her, and glowered…a nice annoyed monster from the depths glower.
“Did you not hear anything I said to you?”
“Ummm.”
How did she make ummm so sexy?
“You didn’t hear?” He towed her to where boxes were stacked at various heights, sat on one, and pulled her belly-down over his knee.
The first smack hit leather skirt and that was obviously not effective. He flipped up the skirt, rolled the panties down a tad, swallowed his awe, and proceeded to deliver ten hard smacks to her ass. Her yelps were pleasing, as was the red handprint on those previously smooth and pristine cheeks.
Sassick paused. He shouldn’t be breathless. This shouldn’t be such hard work.
But…
Those little red panties. That fresh line of darkness on the cloth. She was wetting through the crotch. He thought about all the things he could do with Blue over his lap and her hands tied.
“How’re you going down there?”
Her fingers opened, clenched. Her blue hair swished on the paving and his pants as she turned her head.
Silence reigned, but he could hear her breathing, slow but ragged, as if she were holding her response in, tight.
He placed his hand between her legs and traced the wet line on the panties, up and down, pressing in with his forefinger. “What’s this? Is your lesson learned?”
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This is just ONE of the many, mannnyyyy hot scenes that Cari packed into this little heart-string tugging sci-fi story. Sassik is the kind of hot alien alpha we all deserve, and I know you’re going to want to read it as soon as it comes out! Make sure to keep coming back all week for more Alien Alphas sexiness, and don’t forget to pre-order while it’s only 99¢!
AMAZON: 1-CLICK NOW!
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Want more of Cari Silverwood?
Cari Silverwood is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling writer of kinky darkness or sometimes of dark kinkiness (and sometimes fantasy such as the Magience world books), depending on her moods and the amount of time she’s spent staring into the night. When others are writing bad men doing bad things you may find her writing good men who accidentally on purpose fall into the abyss and come out with their morals twisted in knots.
Dec 26, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
It’s #TeaserTuesday and I’m thrilled to be bringing all of you lovelies some HOT excerpts from the upcoming Alien Alphas boxset which has so many of my favorite author friends in it! <3 Kicking it off is my nighthawk, Sara Fields, and her smoking story ‘Sold to the Enemy’! Just check out the teaser below, and be sure to pre-order this megaset of 23 hot sci-fi stories for just 99¢!!
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Alien Alphas (Twenty-three naughty sci-fi romance novellas)
Fierce warriors. Savage barbarians. Powerful warlords.
All ready to claim their mates.
Alien Alphas is a collection of panty-melting sci-fi romances featuring dominant alien heroes, penned by New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors. This decadently naughty box set includes twenty-three ALL-NEW, stand-alone novellas full of hot alien alpha males, breathless passion, and reluctant surrender. Take an exhilarating trip beyond the stars with this limited time only bundle that’s sure to leave you turning the pages late into the night.
Featured authors: Cari Silverwood, Cynthia Sax, Renee Rose, Lee Savino, Addison Cain, Kallista Dane, Maren Smith, Ava Sinclair, Sue Lyndon, Emily Tilton, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson, Grace Goodwin, Ivy Barrett, Jane Henry, Jaye Peaches, Katie Douglas, Lili Zander, Loki Renard, Maria Monroe, Megan Michaels, Myra Danvers, Sara Fields, and Sophie Kisker
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Sold to the Enemy by Sara Fields
Captured by enemy forces, Commander Aubrie Kent is imprisoned, sold at auction, and purchased as a slave by the leader of the very planet she was sent to attack. He vows to break her and claim her as his own, but can he command her heart? Will she let him?
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Teaser
His dark eyes found hers again, and she stilled. Despite her fear, her nipples hardened and her thighs shook, dampening with her arousal with every passing moment. Lifting her chin, she reminded herself to be courageous and brave, to represent Earth as a strong entity, no matter how it ended for her.
“Who are you?” she asked boldly, attempting to hide the shakiness in her voice by speaking as courageously as she could.
He smirked, narrowing his eyes back at her. His forehead wrinkled as he studied her, his eyes changing from a gray to a tumultuous red color.
“I’m only the leader of the Venassathi forces that you attacked. As such, I am well within my right to claim you. You see, my species has a special way to punish criminals. You’re to become my slave, to do with as I see fit,” he said softly but loud enough for her to hear plain as day.
Her eyes widened. He couldn’t be serious.
“Sold. Please, come claim what is yours, Commander Edagon,” said one of the aliens beside her.
Aubrie turned to run but saw nowhere to go. Clawed fingers reached out and grabbed her as another alien looped a long rope around her neck.
Gingerly, Edagon took the end of the rope in his hands and gently jerked her toward him. His strength knocked her completely off-balance and she fell into his arms. Then he grasped her chin, lifting it upward to face him.
Dark and stormy eyes met hers as he grinned at her.
“You’re mine now. I own you. Got it?”
She swallowed. There would be no escape for her. She was doomed.
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Enticed? I know you are! Sara Fields isn’t the queen of sci-fi naughty romances for no reason! And there’s plenty more where this came from, lovelies. Make sure to keep coming back all week for more Alien Alphas sexiness, and don’t forget to pre-order while it’s only 99¢!
AMAZON: 1-CLICK NOW!
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Want more of Sara Fields?
Sara Fields is an international bestselling romance author with a proclivity for kinky things, especially those centered in NAUGHTY, FANTASY, and ROMANCE. If you like science fiction, fantasy, menage, age play, pet play and other kinky filthy things, all complete with happily-ever-afters, then you will enjoy her books.
Dec 22, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday
I got a little behind on my spree of teasers because my mom was in the hospital (and I was applying for the job, which I got!), but I’m bringing it back with #TeaserFriday and my girl Measha Stone’s latest release ‘His Captive Pet’. If you like your books kinky, dirty, and full of seriously hot sex scenes, then this is the book for you! Just check out the teaser below!
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His Captive Pet (Owned and Protected Book 3)
Aubree Stevenson isn’t used to being ordered around, but then her efforts to bring down a dog fighting ring put her life in danger and she ends up in the protective custody of a stern, handsome former Marine.
Blake Turner is not a man to be trifled with, and he wastes no time in making it clear that Aubree will obey him or be punished. After she puts his word to the test, Aubree’s bottom is bared for a painful, embarrassing strapping, and when she continues to defy her strict captor, she quickly discovers that he is prepared to take things much further. Soon enough, she finds herself stripped naked, outfitted with a collar and tail, and eating from Blake’s hand like a well-trained pet.
To her dismay, Aubree’s arousal grows more intense with every shameful display of forced submission. But even as he masters her body and claims her in every way, Blake must keep his captive pet safe from both her enemies and her own recklessness. Will he prove up to the task?
Publisher’s Note: His Captive Pet is a stand-alone book which is the third entry in the Owned and Protected series.
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“Guess it’s the hard way. I have to say, I’m not too disappointed about it.”
He lifted off her back just enough to get both hands in front of her to unbuckle the collar and slip it around her throat. She bucked and kicked and tried to wiggle her head away from him, but he had more skills in trapping her than she could have imagined.
His cock pushed against her ass through his jeans. Hard. Beyond hard.
The leather pushed against her throat, cutting off enough air to make her wiggle harder against him.
“Shhh. You can breathe, calm down.” His finger slipped between the leather and her neck. “See, you can breathe.”
She took a slow breath. Air came easily with the buckle latched.
“This shirt has to go.” Another tear, right down the middle of her back. She used the opportunity of him standing up to bolt out from under him.
His booted foot kicked her, catching her in the thigh and sending her sprawling into the dirt patch off the side of the patio. Rocks cut into her hands as she scrambled to get up, but he grabbed her hair, fisting it effortlessly and keeping her on her knees. Her shirt, torn in half down the back, hung from her arms, barely covering her naked breasts.
It only took a flick of his wrist to remove it and toss it aside. The leash snapped onto the collar while she clawed at his hands.
Pulling on the leash, he dragged her to her feet, pressing his face against hers once she stood to her full height.
“I’m not struggling with you anymore, Aubree. You will learn obedience. And your training starts now.” His lips pressed hard against hers. Possession in a kiss. She shoved at his shoulders, but even she could feel her lips soften beneath his. When his tongue trailed across her bottom lip, she opened for him.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she promised herself she’d fight him off; she’d bite him if his kiss deepened. Except when his tongue entered, caressing her own, she only moaned.
His hand still wrapped in her hair, pulled her away from him. Her breath puffed out from her lips as though she’d just run up the hill again.
“Open your mouth, Aubree,” he ordered, glaring down at her with narrowed eyes. There was no hesitancy in his expression. He gave her orders, and he expected them obeyed. She had an idea of what he planned to do; she’d seen that thing in his hand when he’d walked up to her and Devin.
Having the leash on would be hard to take, but she could manage it until he calmed down enough to see reason again. But that thing, that fucking thing was not happening.
“Obey or be punished.” His hand cupped her cheeks, squeezing until she had to spread her jaw enough to release some of the pressure.
“I won’t do it,” she said with her teeth gritted.
“You will.” A promise. Not a thread of doubt in his voice. “Because if you don’t, you’ll crawl the whole way back to the cabin. I’m letting you use your feet… for now… but if you fight me, you’ll be on your hands and knees. I don’t care how cut up you get doing it. I’ll clean you up and make you do it again.”
He would. He’d make her crawl through the rocks and grass, and he wouldn’t relent. Something darker lurked inside Blake, something that should terrify her, but instead pulled her to him. The little spark of danger she’d felt from him at the bar ignited before her.
“Open. Your. Mouth.” He squeezed her cheeks harder, and she let out several huffs of air from her nose.
A tear slipped out the corner of her eye. She fought to keep control, to not give in, but in the end, she did. She opened her mouth, sucking in a breath and watching his face relax.
“There’s a good girl.” His lips stretched into a wide smile, and he held up the damn plug so she could see it. A tail. The man held a butt plug with a silicone doggy tail attached.
He shoved the glass plug into her mouth, rolling it around on her tongue. The plug pushed further down, gagging her.
“I didn’t have time to find the lube, so let’s hope you’re wet enough for this.” He yanked the plug out of her mouth, letting her gulp in a breath of air before he pulled her back to the patio table and shoved her back over the edge.
He kicked at her calves until she spread her legs. God help her, she wasn’t even fighting him.
Rough, thick fingers slid through her sex. He chuckled. “Yep, I’d say you’re wet enough.”
She clenched hard. Useless, she knew, but she had to try. She needed to find some resemblance of her spine. She couldn’t let him go on with her giving in too easily.
“That will only make it hurt, sweetheart.” He pried open her ass cheeks and tapped the edge of the plug against her pucker. “Relax.”
“No.” She shook her head against the tabletop.
“It’ll hurt less if you relax.” He sighed with the words.
The rounded tip of the plug pushed against her again, circling and circling until the ring of muscle eased enough for him to push past it. Once the tip breached, clenching became harder, made it more uncomfortable.
He wasn’t shoving it in or being overly rough. He eased the plug in and pulled back, fucking her little hole slowly with the damn thing.
She squeezed her eyes closed, not wanting to be there, wishing like hell she could get her mind to travel somewhere else. She’d been able to do just that as a kid. When things were hard, the screaming too much for her bear, she’d send her mind somewhere else. A castle in Europe or at Disneyland, riding a roller coaster.
But he wouldn’t stand for it. He required her fully present.
“That’s a good girl,” he purred, as his free hand crept between her and the table, searching out her clit.
She bit her lip to keep from moaning. The plug moved further in, and his skilled fingers twisted and stroked her swollen sex.
“There you go, just a little more.” He pressed a kiss to her back and pushed forward again. “Are you going to come for me? Come like a good girl?”
She wanted to block him out, block out the arousal he caused. It was wrong. All of this was wrong. But her body soared with his administrations.
“Oh, fuck.” She breathed out, her eyes opening wide as the plug moved into place, fully embedded in her ass, and he squeezed her clit, sending her into a spiral of pulses and waves and pleasure she would deny possible given the situation.
“Ahhh, there… good girl… good girl.” His hand left the plug and stroked her head.
The fucker was petting her.
And she was still coming.
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Holy hotness. YUMMYYYY! I can’t wait until I can read this because it’s delicious and Measha never disappoints on the kinky sex scenes. I already know I want to lick this guy!
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Measha Stone is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, and suspense. She lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.
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Dec 15, 2017 | Teaser Tuesday |
#TeaserFriday is here and you can’t stop it! Didn’t I tell you, lovelies, that I had a ton of books to share with you guys?! Of course, with the holiday season upon us there are always books themed around them, but with this badass group of ladies writing their naughty AP romance, you know this isn’t just any story. ‘A Daddy for Christmas’ has stories from Sue Lyndon, Maren Smith, Katherine Deane, Kara Kelley, Adaline Raine, and Maggie Ryan! YOU CANNOT RESIST! Just check out the two teasers below for a taste!
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A Daddy for Christmas
A Daddy for Christmas is a sexy collection of ALL-NEW age play romances, brought to you by six USA Today and international bestselling authors. Daddy always knows best, and the young ladies in these smoking hot novellas are lucky to have the firm guidance of a father figure during the most magical time of the year. Grab some hot chocolate, snuggle up in your favorite reading spot, and let these dominant but loving daddies take charge.
Featuring….
Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon
Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith
Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane
Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise by Kara Kelley
The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine
His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan
- Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this romantic age play collection contain spankings, sexual scenes, and other naughtiness sure to keep you warm during the holidays. Please do not purchase this box set if such material offends you.
Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon:
When Kingston proposes marriage to Faith a few weeks before Christmas, he’s upfront about his expectations in a bride. Not only is she to call him Papa, but she’ll be under his complete authority and subject to his discipline. She soon thrives under his guidance and finds herself falling for her strict but loving Papa. But despite her newfound happiness, she can’t help but worry something will go wrong. Is their arrangement too good to be true, or has she finally found her forever home?
Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith:
For Aubrey, when an impromptu trip to Build-A-Bear leads to an unexpected rescue by the cowboy Daddy of her dreams, she thinks her deepest, most secret wish about to come true. Sometimes it’s a brand new stuffy at Christmas time; sometimes, it’s a whole lot more.
Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane:
Alex and Connor are undercover again, and it’s all fun and games until the caroling starts. Can Alex make it through this Christmas season without her usual bah-humbugging? Or will her Daddy, Connor have to take matters into his own hands?
Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise By Kara Kelley:
Tis the season and Mountain Man Daddy has a lot to do to surprise his little wife, Avery, with his change of heart about Christmas, but Rocky, their pet bear, is acting strange and refuses to leave Avery’s side. Mountain Man Daddy suspects it’s one of his past arrests lurking, and he’s more protective than ever. But when Avery finds out the real reason, she and her sneaky old neighbour, Annie, start planning a surprise of their own.
The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine:
Kayleigh Cavett penned a desperate letter to Santa Claus hoping for her own holiday miracle. She begged for someone to take care of her and get her life back on track. The next morning she awakens to find a stranded Sebastian Cruz, her brother’s best friend and life long crush. When the handsome lawyer offers to spoil her rotten until the snow melts, will she accept his terms?
His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan:
Her very name means Christmas, yet she’d never experienced the magic of the season. Davis is determined to change that and give his little Noelle the greatest gift of all… a family.
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Teaser from Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon
My sweet, but naughty, little girl obediently lays over my lap. A thrill jolts through me to have her in this position, with her bottom jutted up high and her legs slightly parted to reveal the slickness glimmering at the slit of her smooth pink cunny. She soon gasps and tries to place her thighs together, and I respond by shifting her over one knee, forcing her legs to fall open. I clamp my free leg atop her fidgeting ones and cup her behind cheeks, each in turn, massaging and inspecting her luscious pale globes.
“You will remain spread like this during your punishment, young lady. There will be no hiding from Papa. Your cunny will remain on full display at all times while I’m reddening your bottom cheeks. I realize this might embarrass you, especially because I’ll be able to see every little glimmer of moisture, and no doubt when you squirm, your secret inner folds, but you were a naughty little girl and this added embarrassment is part of your punishment. This is what happens to naughty little girls. They get turned over their papa’s knee for a good, hard spanking.” With that, I raise my hand and let the first strike fall. My palm descends on her right cheek with a resounding smack, and I waste no time in delivering the second blow to her left cheek.
“Oh! Ouch!” She wiggles, but I easily hold her in place.
“None of that,” I scold, alternating smacks from one reddening cheek to the other, peppering her entire bottom with sharp swats. “You’re getting this spanking whether you like it or not.”
Teaser from Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise by Kara Kelley
“You weren’t coming outside like that, were you?” He yanked off his toque with a growl, kicked off his boots and shucked out of his coat. Snow landed at his feet and began melting.
“I was hot,” she said meekly. “But, no. I just realized what I was wearing and was going to change when you came through the door.”
He hung his coat on the hook and took the mugs from her, holding both handles in one of his large hands so he could brush the snow from his hair and beard.
“Go ahead then, little girl.” He gave her a half smile and her heart fluttered happily. “Not that I don’t enjoy looking at your legs, but you’re going to catch a cold.”
Her brows rose at his words. “Every time you say that I tell you that you don’t catch a cold from the weather, you catch a cold from a virus.” She watched as he rubbed his big hand over his beard seemingly in consideration of her statement. Rocky seemed to grow bored by their conversation and walked to the woodstove, grunted and threw himself down in front of it.
“And every time you say that, I’m usually taking care of you, making you soup and handing you tissues the next week.”
She rolled her eyes. “That’s just a coincidence. I’m the one who goes to town and people give me germs.”
“Did you just roll your eyes at me, young lady?” His voice was deep, low and threatening.
She shivered but grinned cheekily. “Umm, I sure did.” She turned, spun on the balls of her feet, and ran into the bedroom, knowing he still held the two cups and would have to set them down before chasing her.
Just as he flew into the room, at a speed a man of his size shouldn’t be capable of, Rocky bustled in behind him.
“Stay back, Mountain Man or my bear will attack,” she said with a giggle, pointing at Rocky. “You hear him growling?”
“Black bears don’t growl, little one.” He stalked closer to the bed, and she scrambled off the other side. Rocky was silently but intently watching.
“Hmm, learn something new every day,” she replied and shifted to match his movement, keeping them an equal distance apart.
“I plan on teaching you something else.”
His smirk was hidden, but she knew by the sparkle in his eyes that he was being playful. Oh, she’d end up over his knee, but it would be for fun and it would end in the most delicious way.
As he lunged across the bed at her, Rocky made a deep pulsing throaty noise that made Mike freeze.
“I thought you said they don’t growl?” Avery’s stomach quivered.
“That wasn’t a growl, Avery, but it was a threat.”
Avery looked at the bear, large and intimidating, filling the doorway with his mass. He hadn’t moved his eyes from Mike for even a second. Mike rolled and sat up on the bed.
“Do you think a huge storm is coming and Rocky’s trying to warn us?” she asked.
“No, he’s protecting you. I’m just not sure why.” Mike scratched his beard, eying the bear warily.
“He’s never done this before. He sees us play all the time. Hell, he’s seen you punishing me.”
“Right.” He narrowed his eyes and shot her a quick warning glance. “Don’t go anywhere alone.”
His deep voice reverberated through her. “What?” Her brow furrowed. “But this is why you taught me how to use the gun, and made me pore over books on wildlife, and got me the car. So I didn’t need a chaperone all the time.”
“Avery, I won’t argue over this. Something’s changed and until I know what it is, you’re on lockdown. You don’t leave this cabin without me.”
He looked at her, the playful sternness replaced by the real kind that made her belly sink like a rock and her nether cheeks tingle in dread.
“Understood?”
“Yes.” She nodded and he rose from the bed. If she couldn’t tell how concerned he was by his pallor and tight expression, she could tell by the way he hadn’t made her repeat her ‘yes’ and add ‘daddy’. Mike was worried. Avery chewed her lip. And that made her worry, too.
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USA TODAY bestselling author Sue Lyndon writes steamy D/s romance in a variety of genres, everything from contemporary to historical to fantasy. But no matter the genre, her heroes are always HOT dominant alpha males. She’s a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica. She also writes non-bdsm sci-fi romance under the name Sue Mercury. When she’s not busy working on her next book, you’ll find her hanging out with her family, watching sci-fi movies, reading, or sneaking chocolate.
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USA TODAY bestselling author Maren Smith. “For me, romance and kink have always gone hand in hand. I love strong, authoritative men—men who are both ready, willing and able to leave the lady of their choosing red–bottomed and weeping for her own good. Writing has given me the wonderful freedom to explore my kinky side without feeling ‘weird’. Even better, with the invention of the Internet, I can write what I love and know it will be appreciated by people with the same interests. Although I’ve been writing spanking romances for more than twenty years, it’s only been in the last five that I’ve truly broken out of my self-imposed shell to explore the other aspects of my submissive nature. Fortunate enough to live with my Dominant, I am an author, a Little and a submissive for the love of my life. Between that and my membership at my local Dungeons, there are very few things that I write about that I haven’t tried at least once.”
USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart. She loves cheese, red wine, chocolate, and snuggling up with her daughters’ kittens while reading a good book. When not reading, or writing, you can find her knitting, sewing, crafting, or doing pretty much anything to keep her hands busy. She has taken over the dining room AKA craft room, much to her husband’s dismay. In one of her books, an energetic “craftaholic” would find herself over her husband’s knee for losing an important document in a pile of bi-cone crystals and mod podge. Her real life, and the people in them, give her plenty of ideas to work with. Katherine has dubbed herself the queen of cheese. Not only is she a former Midwestern Cheese Head; she also loves to incorporate it into her books. In her opinion, all romance deserves at least one cheesy scene that makes you cry.
Kara Kelley is a naughty Canuck (that’s a Canadian for those of you that don’t know), who loves spanks, a little bondage, tantalizing creative sex (trust me, honey this sh*t is gonna rock our world) and TIM HORTON’S. She’s full of playful mischief, loyalty and maybe some stubbornness, but she’ll never admit it. And she believes living in a secluded cabin in the woods (including good WIFI, a stocked Kindle, and plenty of chocolate) with her husband would be absolute bliss.
Adaline Raine is an international bestselling author. She is an avid reader of all romance but loves contemporary and paranormal the most. What’s sexier than an alpha werewolf, dominant shifter, or bad-boy vampire? Adaline adores creating graphics for others. She has designed custom banners and buttons for various blog hops throughout the community as well as promos and teasers for her fellow authors.
Maggie Ryan is a USA Today and #1 International Best Selling and Multi-Award Winning Author in Victorian/ Historical, Contemporary and Western Erotic Romance. Fiction is a world that offers endless possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into and experience what might have been or what is to come. My books are always sweet, extra spicy, and a little taboo! I hope you will curl up in your favorite chair and take the journey with me. Happy Reading!
