Friday, March 27, 2015
Leah Crawford needs to reclaim her father’s stamp albums from Mr. Lutterworth, a con man. Panther shape-shifters Saxon, Hardy, and Bram Stewart are planning to break into that house, too, and she’s in their way. The last thing they need is a feisty amateur getting in the way of professionals like them. Leah’s family badly needs the money selling her father’s stamp albums will bring them. She doesn’t plan to let anyone stop her from retrieving her property, not even if there are three of them, all identical, big, strong, black haired, and delicious looking.
When catching her, tying her up, and locking her in the trunk of their car doesn’t stop Leah for very long, the three men have to think of other ways of attracting her attention. Maybe if they chained her up in their dungeon, naked, that might work?
In and out, Leah. In the window, into the study, grab the stamp albums and get the fuck out of here.
She forced herself to stand still long enough to catch her breath and steady her inhalations, and then tiptoed to the bathroom door. As her sisters had promised the house was still and silent. The thieving fucktard and his wife were supposed to be in DC for a few days attending some important party or other and from the silence surrounding her Leah hoped like hell her sisters’ information was accurate.
She walked silently out of the bathroom—leaving the door open for a faster exit—and down the hallway to the rear corner of the house where the fucktard’s study was supposed to be. The door was open and she peeked in, but the curtains were closed, the light off, and the room silent.
Much to her relief the entire house felt empty, which was what she was hoping and praying was the truth.
Praying. Oh yes. Her father would insist she pray.
Please God, help me get these stamp albums. You know they don’t belong to the f—Mr. Lutterworth.
Thank you. Amen.
Leah looked all around the architraves and door jamb, but saw no signs of an alarm so stepped into the room ready to run if she was wrong. There was no sound so she hurried across to the huge wooden desk. It was piled high with files and papers. She rested her head on the desk making sure only the hood touched the wood, not her actual skin, and sighted up and down each pile looking for the distinctive dark blue fabric of her father’s stamp albums. Not in the three piles she could see from here. Leah moved around the desk to the next side and repeated her actions. Then the third side. Still no.
Fuck! Where else might they be? Leah wanted to start checking the bookcases but she forced herself to look at the piles of papers and files on the final quarter of the table, and there they were, only three or four items from the top of the pile.
Carefully she pulled a mesh bag from her back pocket and lifted the top items from the relevant pile onto the desk chair. She slid her father’s stamp albums into the bag, replaced the files, carefully lining them up with the stack she’d taken the stamp albums from, and checked she hadn’t moved the chair at all.
Leah slid her arms through the straps of the mesh bag, turning it into a sort of backpack, and tiptoed from the room. She hurried down the hallway and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Climbing out of the window was more difficult than getting in, because she couldn’t see the fucking drainpipe and had to reach for it with her foot, shove her foot behind it, then slide most of the way out of the window, grip the pipe with one hand and close the window with the other.
Finally she managed it. The back of her sweater was damp with sweat dripping down her spine, and she hoped it wouldn’t hurt the fabric binding of the stamp albums. But at least she had them so it was all good.
Leah slid down the pipe, jumped onto the grass, raced across the backyard as fast as she could, and vaulted up the fence.
In her desire to get the hell out of there she forgot to look over the fence before she jumped, and when she landed on the ground it was to see a big, dark-haired man staring at her.
Leah took to her heels, running with all the speed the adrenaline rush of fear had given her. She wasn’t stupid enough to head back to her car, sprinting left at the end of the street instead of right, and going as fast as she could toward the mall, which was the only place she could think of to lose the man.
She didn’t want to look behind her as she knew that would slow her down, but she thought she could hear him running. He wasn’t stomping or panting or anything that would definitely prove he was there, but the area between her sweaty shoulders itched with the knowledge the man was after her.
She raced around another corner and up ahead of her were two more large men standing, staring at her. Damn! He must have phoned a friend. Two friends.
Leah cut across the road, and bolted toward a side street, but the men moved damn fast and she was starting to tire. She wasn’t a distance runner or a sprinter unfortunately.
And then two strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist tugging her backward, and she would have fallen if not for his tight hold of her.
Desperately she wiggled in his grasp. She was so close to retrieving her father’s stamp albums. There was no way she was letting this man take them from her. The fucktard had already stolen them once.
The big man gripped her arms and turned her to face him. Instantly she slammed her knee with all her strength up and into his family jewels.
He let go of her and dropped to his knees but she was already running back the way she’d come.
Unfortunately she didn’t get far. Another man grabbed her from behind and this time something crashed into her head and the world went black.
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Thursday, March 26, 2015
Beth Lewis has always had a fantasy to be with two men who also want each other. For her birthday, her sister gifts her with a subscription to Fantasies Fulfilled, an exclusive online service to help connect people with the same desires. After losing her job and her fiancé, she deserves a little fun and to live out a dream that's been tempting her since high school.
Since his reunion invitation arrived, Dell Harrison hasn't been able to stop thinking about his high school sweetheart, Beth. When he and his live-in boyfriend Marcos Vitagliano receive a mysterious invitation to participate in the exclusive Fantasies Fulfilled services, they decide to add a woman to their dynamic duo. What Dell couldn’t have guessed is that the woman they connect with is the same woman who's haunted him since graduation.
Will Marcos be able to accept Beth in their bed and their lives? Or will adding an old flame to their couple turn their duo into a crowd?
“I want to taste you so bad.” His hand slipped down her back to cover her ass. His touch pushed her toward his body, encouraging her to straddle his stomach, spreading her thighs wide. Her pussy and clit rode along his abs, the ridges and bumps vibrating along every nerve.
“I want to eat that pussy, just like Marcos is eating me.” He extended his tongue, lashing a beaded nipple dancing before him as she perched above him and then sucking it in deep. She moaned, leaning into his touch, thrusting her breast toward his mouth. Instead of continuing the sweet suction, he pushed her further up his body, until her pussy dangled before his mouth.
He gave her one long experimental lick along the crotch of her underwear and moaned as if she were the most delicious dessert he’d ever tasted. He laughed as a protesting grunt answered from behind her.
“Turn around, sweetheart. Marcos wants to see you, too.” He gripped her tight around the hips, flipping her around so she straddled him backward, staring down at the man kneeling on the floor. His dark eyes gazed up at her with more interest than a bug in a jar. Heating her body, his stare made her uncomfortable and needy at the same time. He held Dell’s cock tight in his hand. She watched his fingers moving along the shaft with fascination.
“A woman in pleasure is one of the most beautiful sights on earth,” Dell continued, massaging her thighs and ass cheeks. Her muscles jumped and her pussy clenched beneath his intoxicating touch.
“We’d hate for Marcos to miss the full show.”He pushed aside her thong. Using his fingers, Dell spread her pussy lips wide and blew a warm breath across her slippery flesh.
“Yes.” She threw her head back, leaning into Dell. Her eyes never shifted from the erotic sight of Dell’s dick thrusting in and out of Marcos’s mouth, hard and wet.
“You’re completely soaking, sweetheart.” Dell’s words belted against her skin. A moan sounded from the area of his ankles.
Dell’s tongue extended, tracing her slit with a slow, deliberate brush, teasing her opening and clit until her inner thigh muscles quivered. She groaned, his torturing touch too much. She reached down, twisting his right nipple to speed him on.
“We’ve got quite an impatient donna on our hands.”Marcos laughed, holding Dell’s cock upright while he massaged the sac beneath.
“Always has been. She used to jump me the second we got alone.”
Beth twisted his nipples harder, a smile forming on her lips. Normally she’d hate to have such an intimate secret revealed, but telling Marcos didn’t feel like such an invasion. Maybe because of how much she’d already revealed to him, admitting to him her true fantasy, or maybe it was because she was looking down at him completely naked. “You didn’t give me much choice when you talked about tackling Clive Parker.”
Marcos laughed, dropping Dell’s dick from his lips. “Who is this Clive Parker? Should I be jealous?”
“Never, my love.”
Dell sucked her clit into his mouth, scoring the peak with his teeth, in his own form of retaliation. She squealed and gripped Dell’s chest harder, her fingers clutching around his tight muscles. If that was the response to her teasing, she planned to do a whole lot more.
“Maybe I wouldn’t be jealous if I got a taste of the beauty.”
Beth looked up to meet Marcos’s gaze. The dark intensity in his eyes made her shiver.
“You’ll get your chance…later,” Dell whispered, making her pussy clench. A small muffled moan escaped her throat. The idea of having two men between her legs, licking her to oblivion, in one night, set her heart racing.
As if sensing her need, they smiled at each other. Her torture was far from over. “Is she sweet?” Marcos’s eyes watched her like an alcoholic at a wine bar.
“Like cherry candy.” Dell laughed and licked the length of her slit, pushing his tongue deeper.
Her hips arched up to meet Dell’s mouth until she rode his face, more desperate than she’d ever been in her life for an orgasm. Every muscle in her body convulsed, poised on the edge of release.
“You know I love cherry candy.” Marcos seductive whisper caressed her ankles, tingling across her skin, followed by the slurp of him sucking Dell deep to the back of his throat.
Her breasts tightened, and her clit throbbed painfully. There was something about two men discussing her, praising her as she spread her legs for them, that had her burning up. Looking down at Marcos’s eyes while he sucked Dell and Dell fucked her with his tongue had her hotter than she’d ever been before.
“I want a taste,”Marcos demanded, his eyes boring into hers. Dark, intense, overpowering.
“Next time.”Dell chuckled as he licked her again, sucking her clit deep into his mouth.
Her pussy convulsed. Next time? He had a plan for next time. The thought made her dizzy in a fantastic way.
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Saturday, March 21, 2015
When Nikki’s sister sends a Druid named Wolfe to warn her about impending danger, he’s surprised to discover the feisty little selkie shapeshifter is his destined mate.
Nikki is immediately attracted to him and intrigued by their telepathic link, but she is having none of this destined-mate business. Her animal form is a free-spirited otter, and she fears the call of the wild might be too strong to allow her to settle down and raise a family. After her mother deserted the family, Nikki vowed she would remain single rather than risk putting a child of her own through that emotional hell.
But when the danger becomes all too real, Nikki’s link with Wolfe is her only comfort, and she realizes some risks just might be worth taking.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Sexy to Go is back with 11 new stories full of sensuous aliens, shifters, stranded commuters, dominant husbands and naughty neighbors. Check out what’s new in Volume 2 – we promise to tempt, tease, and deliver the hotness you desire!
Lip Service by Tara Quan
Forced into a marriage of convenience, Damien discovers an intense attraction to his new bride. When Kailee's past prevents their pleasure, this dominant groom must teach her the joys of submission.
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Neighborhood Watch by Jocelyn Dex
Happily married Astral would never cheat on her husband, but when the moving guy next door sparks her exhibitionist fantasy, will she take it too far and get herself in trouble?
Blackout by Sofia Grey
A breakdown and blackout on the late train home, could be bad news. But for Anton, stuck in a carriage with the sexy stranger of his dreams, it could be the hottest encounter he's ever had.
Roman’s Gold by Ann Gimpel
Devon’s been a cop for a long time, but he can’t get his latest target’s stunning body and coppery hair out of his mind. Maybe an afternoon delight will obliterate his fantasies—at least for a while.
Lust in Bloom by Shiloh Saddler
During cotton harvest Daniel and James spend their days picking and nights in each other’s arms. They must guard against a nosy neighbor intent on taking their farm and separating the lovers forever.
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Roll Against Fantasy by Allyson Lindt
A daring trip to a topless beach goes from hot to scorching for Tasha when Ryan pushes all the right buttons, both physically and through fantasy, and strips away her inhibitions.
One More Chance by Nerika Parke
Eleven years ago, Calum was Ella's first love, before her family moved away and they lost each other. With a chance to see him again, she is determined to finally put all thoughts of him in the past. But he proves harder to get over than she'd anticipated.
An Arresting Development by Leigh Ellwood
Shy, geeky Wynton's idea of a good time is a marathon role playing game. After meeting Mitch, he's tempted to put away his seven-sided dice and play something different.
First Contact by Daisy Banks
Clancy hopes to claim first contact with an alien life force. When her dream comes true she agrees development of interstellar relations needs more interaction, and after their first encounter, she can hardly get enough.
Dreamwalker: Nighstcape by Pamela Moran
Reggie and Cliff have a common goal: Keep her patient and his friend from being killed. If they can keep their hands off of each other, they might stand a chance of them all coming out of this alive.
Bound by the Beta by Eva Lefoy
Casi ventures to the alpine music hall once more, and meets a sexy new wolf. His kisses set her aflame, but after their lovemaking end he demands they mate. Will she run or will curiosity and her desire to see Dahlia again make her stay?
Friday, March 13, 2015
Word count: 100,709
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, with M/M, exhibitionism, spanking, whipping, flogging, cropping, sex toys, HEA]
The torrid romance of Charlie Huntington and Kendall Laurie is torn apart by his scandalous proposition. Years later she goes to McKenna Downs to see her sister, Melanie, hoping to avoid him while she's there.
Fate has a sense of humor when it thrusts her into the arms of the very men Charlie wanted to share her with. His best friend, Quentin Adeniji, and Charlie's brothers, Shane, Justin, and René Huntington, are determined to keep her there. Falling for them is easy. Giving up a fashion career in New York is out of the question.
The men aren't the only ones with plans for her future. A hit-man has made her lovers his target. Even if he doesn't pick them off one by one, can she handle the town secret?
A wolf in disguise poses a more insidious threat. Someone has set their sights on one of her men and is determined that Kendall will never have him.
She jolted, doing her best to suppress her wanton sounds as he eased the plug out of her ass while Shane observed this. Her head dropped to the bed and her breathing accelerated when Shane came to stand closer and then leaned up against the wall with his arms folded. God, that was hot.
She heard Charlie behind her armoring up his dick before wedging it into her crack.
“Deep breaths, baby,” he cooed.
She took his advice while he nestled into place. The delectable feel of his jeans against her legs told her he’d left his clothes on and only pulled his pants down enough to get his penis out.
Try as she might she couldn’t conceal her noises this time. She felt a dull burn as she was stretched out and he slowly advanced, then a familiar sting when his cock passed her sphincter and sank into her bowels. Clutching on an erection buried deep in her ass always took her breath away. They were so filling. Her anus pinched around the root of his shaft, and his pubes almost drove her crazy. Her clit was begging for them to tickle it. Just a tiny bit of pressure...
Charlie fucked her cautiously or rather what was likely his idea of caution. He really was an animal, but the energetic thrusts felt invigorating after the flogging session.
“You keep your ass up, woman,” he gritted out when she began to sag.
She kept her hips up, whimpering when he gripped her hair in one hand and battered into her harder. It wasn’t a damaging pace, but it warmed her up good inside. His balls slapped her sore bottom, causing her discomfort that registered as a dull burn, but lord, those swinging testes felt great on her swollen pussy.
She would have thought having someone there watching would have been embarrassing. True, Justin had watched her get it on with Quentin and René, but she didn’t know Shane as well. The blush in her cheeks might be from exposure, but the heat in her chest that made her breasts swell and her nipples tighten was for the same reason he had that feral look in his eyes like he wanted to devour her, claim her.
She cried out in pain at Charlie’s harsh jabs into her ass as he climaxed. He lingered inside her long enough to catch his breath, but just before he evacuated, he teased her pulsing clit with a few lazy circles. She whined when he pulled out and then rolled her onto her back.
This time he lay on his belly with his legs off the bed toward hers. Shane came over and reclined on the bed. Her pulse jumped.
“Make out with him, baby,” Charlie murmured against her leg. “I want you to let him kiss you while I kiss your pussy.”
Kendall saw Shane’s face hover over hers. His cologne filled her senses. She smelled the masculine essence of his skin and then felt his lips press against hers.
Charlie’s humid breath feathered over her skin before his lips molded against her overheated flesh. She gasped in response, her cunt leaked with a light spasm, and Shane’s tongue slipped into the divide her parted lips gave him. The slow kiss made her hot and woozy. Her toes curled and everything both men did with their mouths burned her up inside.
Shane swallowed her pitiful whimpers when Charlie started licking the seam of her pussy. Her sex lips prickled with sensation, channel quivering with emptiness. She shrieked into Shane’s mouth when she felt Charlie nibbling her labia. He slurped and lightly gnawed on her chubby lips, but damn him, he didn’t use his tongue where she needed it most.
Her squeal seemed to bring out the beast in Shane. He wadded her hair in his hand and ravaged her mouth liked a starved man. His dominance and the strength she felt in his grip awakened the nerves in her scalp and sent a rush of cream into her pussy. She sobbed when Charlie’s tongue dipped into her nether lips for a taste. His carnal growl made her belly clench.
She felt around in search of his head. If he didn’t lick her flipping clit in the next five seconds she was gonna go all crazy bitch on him.
Shane must have felt her move since he grabbed her wrist and pinned it down to the bed. She groaned in protest, feeling a heat wave of surrender at the conquering act.
“I need it,” she whispered when he broke the kiss.
He let go of her hair, still holding her wrist down with his other hand. “You need to do what you’re told, doll.”
Oh my god, the suit, the fedora, and him calling her Doll…
“Okay,” she breathed.
“Say ‘Yes, Sir’.”
A shudder of hot need rolled through her.
“Good.” Shane’s tone dropped in pitch as he traced her bottom lip with his finger. “Now say you’ll obey.”
He was killing her and freakin’ Charlie was torturing her. His devilish tongue lashed at her with heat and steam all over her damned sex but on her clitoris. It was absolutely maddening.
“I’ll obey.” The words made her blush, but god, they made her wet.
Charlie grunted with approval and closed his mouth down on her sex, but goddamn it, he avoided her clit even then. The heat of his mouth made the nub swell and ache.
“Good.” Shane’s words died on her lips and his tongue swooped into her mouth again to reclaim hers.
When his hand abandoned her wrist and went to cup her breast, she arched. Part of Charlie’s tongue grazed her clit. The light pressure and slippery heat broke her control. She choked on a gasp that quickly became a frantic scream of rapture as immense pleasure tore through her.
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Monday, March 2, 2015
Colt Hannigan returns to the Black Hills Wolves Pack a changed and determined wolf. Thrown out after he stood against the former Alpha, he has no love for Drew Tao, the current Alpha. Colt plans to challenge Drew for leadership of the pack—until he lays eyes on Tasha, the woman he thought dead but whom he never forgot.
Permanently scarred after stepping between Colt and the former Alpha of the pack, Tasha survived for years by keeping her head down. Colt’s return is everything she’s desired, but she wants to live in a calm world surrounded by love, not another battle for dominance, which could destroy the newly-healed pack.
Can Tasha convince Colt to find peace in her arms? Will the Black Hills Wolves pack survive outside attacks if they cannot mend the internal injuries of the past?
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