Wednesday, December 20, 2017

She Wants To Heat Things Up While On Their Anniversary Cruise To The Caribbean- April Swings by Adriana Kraft #RomanceNovel #Polyamory


April Day deeply loves her husband, Derek, but something’s missing. To heat things up, she books them on a Caribbean cruise for their seventh anniversary. She’s not sure what she’s looking for, but she knows she’s found it as soon as she spots the delectable sprite of an actress who stars in the ship’s daily shows.

Meghan Keenan’s having a blast with her latest squeeze, Clark Hendricks, who writes and directs the shipboard main shows. Should she turn down April’s request to heat up her marriage? And if she accepts, where will Clark fit in?

Derek is stunned by his wife’s brash pursuit of the hot young actress. Must he match her boldness to keep her from leaving him?


“Crap, you haven’t pounded me like this for years,” April panted.

Derek felt her fingers clawing at his back. She hadn’t been a wildcat like this for years, either. He lifted her butt off the bed and continued plowing in and out of her. Her heels pounded his backside.

“I’m coming!” she keened. “Come with me. Do it.”

Her verbal barrage rattled his brain, and then his cock exploded. He worked his wife’s hips back and forth along his length, spurting and filling her like she’d demanded. Breathing heavily, he flexed his arms and settled April on the bed, then leaned over and kissed her forehead.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Her giggles confused his muddled thoughts.

“Good grief.” Grinning broadly, she lolled her head from side to side. “Does this look like a woman in pain?”

He shook his head. “Not really. But let’s roll over so I don’t have to worry about crushing you.” He rolled them easily until April beamed down at him.

She licked perspiration from his chin. “So watching me ride Meg’s fingers must’ve been a turn-on after all.”

He gave her a crooked smile. “That, and imagining her howling into the night.” He ran a finger along her nose. “You didn’t do badly in that department, yourself.”

“I hadn’t realized how silent I’d become over the years until Meg quizzed you about me. I could hardly keep my mouth closed in the lounge.”

“I noticed.”

“So are you ready for Meg to get more involved with us?”

He scowled. “Do we have to? Wasn’t this good enough?”

April shook her head. “Who knows what good enough is? Do you really want to turn your back on Meg? Do you really want me to turn my back on her? We may never have this kind of opportunity again. We’re free to try whatever we want here.”

She kissed his mouth and dragged her tongue across his lips. “Don’t you at least want to try? For us. Or at least, for me.”


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Behind the Scenes at Meghan’s Playhouse

What’s your favorite erotic fantasy? Does it include ménage – maybe a man sandwich, or making love with a woman and a man at the same time? Have you ever kissed a girl? 

We started writing our Meghan’s Playhouse series to deliver some of our favorite fantasies for our readers. When we began book 1, we simply planned to write an erotic romp. We knew we wanted a young “sprite,” a bisexual woman full of energy and inventiveness, as the star in our story. We thought of her as a modern-day Aphrodite, bringing other couples together through sharing sex with both partners.

In the beginning, we didn’t give too much thought to her motivation, or to that of the other major players. Characters have a way of taking over, though, and Meg wasn’t satisfied with just being a piece of fluff having hot sex scenes. Each book in the series is its own love story, stirring up emotions even Meg wasn’t prepared for.

The original five-book series was first released in 2009 by a different e-publisher. It’s been unavailable for over four years, and we’re thrilled Extasy Books has contracted to re-release it, completely revised and re-edited. In the meantime, Meg insisted we write one more adventure. The six books are releasing approximately every ten weeks.

Seducing Cat, May, 2017

A Woman for Zachary, August, 2017

April Swings, October, 2017

A Ring for Christmas, December 7, 2017

Vegas Gambler, February 23, 2018

Meg’s Folly, May 4, 2018

About the Author

Winner of the 2014 Bisexual Book Award for erotic fiction, author Adriana Kraft is a husband wife team writing Sizzling Romantic Suspense and Erotic Romance for Two, Three, or More.

Readers can count on our Romantic Suspense line for gutsy characters, hot sex, and breathtaking intimacy as our hero and heroine battle outer threats and inner demons to stay alive and fall in love.
We write our Erotic Romance stories to entertain, of course, but most of all we write them because we believe in happy endings for all who fall in love, whatever their gender, sexual orientation or numerical combination.

Here you’ll find multiple partners, three-way, four-way and more, swing lifestyle, lesbian, bisexual, ménage and polyamory, in both contemporary and paranormal settings.

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Two winners will win their choice of Book 1 or Book 2 in the Meghan’s Playhouse Series:

Book 1 Seducing Cat 


What could college English Professor Caitlin Shanahan ever have in common with the brash carpenter Kurt Davis?  The sexy sprite Meghan Keenan, that's what.

Book 2- A Woman for Zachary


It’s New York! Broadway beckons, but Meg has more fun keeping an erotic triangle going with her current flame, Zach Cullen, and her drama coach, Josie Patrice.


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Tuesday, December 19, 2017

This Baseball Player Never New The Kind Of Love She Gave Him Existed- Field of Gratitude by Jacqueline Ann- #RomanceNovel #MF #SportsRomance

They say things can change in a split second.

[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romantic Suspense, M/F, HEA]

After surviving a hellish childhood as an orphan, Buccaneers pitcher Carlos Castillo keeps to himself, fearful of losing everything. That is, until he’s stranded during a snowstorm and rescued by antique shop owner Hope Hartmann.

With a passion for treasures and stories, Hope dreams of the fairy tale love and won’t settle for anything less. Then one extraordinary snowy day, a handsome ballplayer knocks on her door. Taking him in, she discovers a connection she’d never before experienced.

Carlos can’t ignore his feelings for Hope or the light she sheds on his painful past. He shows Hope heaven during hell, a time filled with threats and destruction.

It was a love Carlos never knew existed, and one Hope always wished for. Will a dangerously mysterious treasure ruin their chance at love?


He walked in, stomping the snow off his sneakers onto her doormat. “Sorry to be a bother, ma’am. Me llamo Carlos Castillo,” he said with an accent. She immediately knew English was not his first language. “May I borrow your phone? My car broke down and my cell phone battery is almost dead.”

“Sure. Hope Hartmann. Nice to meet you, Carlos.” She held out her hand. He removed his gloves and shook it, her breath hitching at his touch. She had shaken tons of hands over the years, and it never felt like this. It was as if he was caressing her, his hand both rugged and smooth.

Snap out of it, Hope.

“Right this way.”

She gestured for him to walk toward the counter. She didn’t want him behind her, just in case. Oh, who the hell was she kidding? She had the sudden urge to check out his backside. As he walked by her, she inhaled his masculine scent and admired his tight tush clad in denim.

They reached the desk and she handed him the phone.

He grabbed a card from his wallet and dialed. He spoke to someone in Spanish, making her wish she could remember more from her high school classes, but either way, she was thoroughly enjoying hearing him talk. After a few minutes, he hung up.

“Thank you. A tow truck will be here within two hours. Is there a food place open?”

“Lucky for you, there is one bar open until midnight in this small town,” she explained. It wasn’t a big place, but Hal’s would do.

“Gracias. Um, would you like to come with me? I would like to buy you some comida for your troubles,” he offered with a genuine smile.

Food from Hal’s actually entailed greasy burgers and fries, but beat a granola bar any day.

“Sure. Thank you. Give me a few minutes to finish up here and we can walk over. Why don’t you charge your cell phone while you are waiting? I have a few different chargers for my customers to use while they shop. It often keeps them in the store longer.”

* * * *

Carlos plugged his phone in a charger then watched the woman move around the charming shop full of various items. Hope Hartmann was a vision and there was something intriguing about her. She was beautiful and possessed the girl-next-door vibe, as his teammates explained to him one day since he had never heard that term before.

His heart rate had picked up a bit from the first moment their eyes met. No matter how much his English tutor had helped him, when he got nervous, he mixed Spanish and English together. It drove some of his teammates crazy.

“Is this your shop?” he questioned.

“I am the H in F&H Treasures. My twin sister, Faith, and I own this place. What brings you through this town other than car troubles?”

“I’m on vacation, although it hasn’t been a good start so far. I’m heading to a lakeside cabin a few towns over.”

“By yourself?” She quirked an eyebrow then continued putting away some more items.

While he was used to the idea of being by himself, being in the presence of a beauty like Hope, reminded him of the many downfalls. “Trying something new for the holidays this year.”

“What made you select somewhere cold? I’m guessing by your attire that you aren’t used to the snow.”

“Dart game with some friends.” He chuckled, remembering the late night after Graham and Jordan’s wedding. It was Cece’s idea, the free-spirited one. She had grabbed a map from a box in Tyson’s SUV and taped it to the wall at the bar. Carlos didn’t think most people owned maps anymore, but Cece explained she wanted it for some art project.

“I’m from the Dominican Republic. This is my first snowy winter. I usually spend my off-season in Florida.”

He purchased a small condo not too far from the beach when he first signed with the Buccaneers. It made sense since he was down there for spring training, and he preferred the warmer weather.

“Off-season? What do you do?”

“I play baseball.”

“As in professionally?”

He nodded. He was proud of his achievements, but still felt awkward talking about his career. It was a dream job for many that only a few got to experience.


He wasn’t sure about her simple response. When most people discovered what he did, they would start asking a bunch of questions and ask for his autograph, and he found it overwhelming.

Hope grabbed her coat and bag, turned off the lights, and locked up the store. He stayed beside her as they walked toward the bar when Hope began to laugh uncontrollably. It confused him, but the wild sound warmed his heart.

“Hope? What’s so funny?” he curiously asked.

She quickly covered her mouth. “I’m so sorry. I’m not laughing at you. This whole day has been odd. First, there was this peculiar snow globe. Then you, this gorgeous professional baseball player, comes knocking on my door. Literally.”

She giggled again. “I had pepper spray in my hand ready to use it in case you were a burglar or a rapist.”

Gorgeous, huh? He grinned at her compliment. “Better to be safe than sorry. Now that I think about it, I am very grateful you even opened the door.


 “I’m really hoping you are going to join me in here rather than stand there,” he urged, snapping her away from ogling.

She took a few steps in and leaned against the sink. “Maybe I’m enjoying the view,” she countered.
“It’s much better from in here.”

She had no doubt. Smiling, she undressed, his eyes watching her the whole time. The way he looked at her made her hot, and she could feel the passion exuding from his cinnamon brown eyes, like he was mentally devouring her.

She stepped into the shower, and Carlos shifted her right under the water. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back to wet her hair, welcoming the steamy liquid when Carlos began sucking on her breasts. An erotic moan escaped her as his hands slithered down her body and cupped her sex. She gazed into his eyes and saw a mischievous look, and then he was kneeling before her.

“Hold on to the walls,” he requested. He lifted her left leg, causing her to squeal and try to keep her balance, and then he placed it over his shoulder. “I won’t let you fall, Esperanza.”

The statement sounded like a promise but took on so many different meanings in her mind. She didn’t want to lose her balance in the shower, but the man caressing her made her weak in the knees. She didn’t want to fall flat on her face when it came to life or her business, and he had been right beside her the past two days.

She couldn’t help falling for him.

She nodded at his words, deciding either way falling wasn’t so bad with Carlos around.

Watching his deliberate movements, he smoothed his hands up her legs, one remaining on her butt holding her in place while fingers from the other sank into her pussy. With a sharp intake of breath, she caught his attention, and it earned her one of his sexy smiles displaying nothing but sensuality and desire. Their gaze remained on each other while he moved his fingers in and out of her. Despite the rush of water flowing over her, she could feel the heat and wetness seeping from her. The way he moved and the look in his eyes slowly tantalized her, turning her on even more. For in that moment, their pleasure was their only care in the world.

Carlos dipped his head with his tongue darting out to taste her. She gripped his head, enjoying the silkiness of his wet, dark hair. He dug his fingers into her ass, deeply massaging the curves as he continued licking her. Feeling his fingers roaming closer to her anus, she moaned and rocked her hips wanting more, and he began probing the tight hole.

“Oh God, Carlos. That feels so good,” she enticed him.

She felt her orgasm start to build. Carlos was sucking her clit and fingering her, increasing the intensity when he splayed his other hand over her behind and his finger slid past the tight opening of her ass.

“Fuuuck!” She groaned at the full feeling as euphoric tremors seized her.

Carlos was relentless with the pleasure he gave, drawing out her orgasm to the point where she was sure she would collapse right onto the tiled floor. He must have sensed it because he quickly changed his hold to prevent her from falling. Then he stood and immediately pulled her into his arms, her head settling onto his chest while she tried to slow her breathing.

The passion this man had was mind-blowing, and she wanted him to feel the same way.

Pressing soft, open-mouth kisses over his pecs, stopping to lick each of his nipples, she moved her tongue down over his abs, feeling the dips of each defined muscle. She watched him closely as she moved to her knees. His expression was a mixture of longing and gratitude.

“Hope,” he said breathily.

She licked the entire length of his cock, drinking up the pellets of water. She dragged her fingernails up his legs, feeling the coarse hair covering his strong limbs. Reaching his hips, she moved one hand to his fine ass and cupped his balls with the other, all while sucking him deep into her mouth.

“You’re boca, Esperanza.” He growled. “That feels so fucking good.”

She loved hearing the Spanish roll off his tongue, knowing he was extremely turned on right now. Swirling her tongue around his tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, she took him into her mouth again, her tongue dancing around his dick, feeling the smoothness mixed with the engorged veins. As she felt his balls tighten up, she began to gently knead them.

Carlos gripped her head and began moving his hips, fucking her mouth. She took everything he gave her while she kept exploring and licking his cock.

“Hope, I have to—”

She knew he was about to come and wanted to taste him. Moaning her approval, the sound vibrating her lips around his length, he rocked into her faster then stilled, a low growl arising from his chest as he ejaculated into her mouth.

He went to pull out, but she stopped him, wanting just a few more soft sucks of his now sensitive cock.

“Oh Dios mío.” He shuddered.

She loved the fact that she could make this tall, strong, sexy man—a man who she could only imagine had his choice of women—quiver with her touch.


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Monday, December 18, 2017

Sexy Men and The Women Who Capture Their Heart-Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge Holiday Series Boxed Set By Kryssie Fortune #RomanceNovels #BDSM #Series

Kryssie is giving away a $10 Amazon Gift Certificate and 3 ebooks of Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier to lucky winners during the tour. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter. Remember there is a chance to enter every day, so please follow us along on the tour. You may find the tour locations here.

About the Boxed Set:

Kryssie Fortune's holiday series, Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge, is now available in a convenient e-boxed set!

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine:

Abigail Montgomery, a small town schoolteacher with zero self-confidence, dreams of the Dickensian Christmas her family never enjoyed. Each month she attends a masked BDSM club, but her next visit will be her last. If she doesn’t marry within the next year, her brother won’t inherit Montgomery Hall. Desperate, she advertises for a husband.

Jared Armstrong, a former Marine sharpshooter and occasional Dom needs $125,000 to get his family out of a hole. His solution--to marry Abigail Montgomery for her money. His only regret is his wife won’t accept his spanking lifestyle.

Gradually, Abigail comes to dream of making their marriage real, but she promised Jared a divorce two years after their wedding. Can they share some Christmas magic as their relationship faces extortion threats, a kidnapping, and an attempted murder? Or will Jared break her heart when he walks away?


Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff:


Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor:

Twelve years ago, Mandy Devlin moved away from her friends and family--under threat. If she returned in the next ten years or told anyone who fathered her baby, her boyfriend’s great-aunt would bankrupt her family. She’s a single mom who dreams of her lost love and a good spanking. When she’s finally free to return to Westhorpe Ridge, the last person she expects to see is Adam--the man she loved and lost so long ago.

Dr. Adam Montgomery doesn’t know he has a son. Thanks to his great-aunt’s will, he has nine months to find a bride or he loses Montgomery Hall and the fifteen million dollars she left him. Although he seduces Mandy on his first night home, he still believes she betrayed him twelve years ago. No way would he marry a woman like her.

As Valentine’s Day looms, someone tries to kill Mandy. Is Adam trying to get rid of her? Or can Mandy trust him to protect them?

Note: All of the books in this set were previously released as single titles.

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Excerpt from Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine: 

FOR ABIGAIL, CHRISTMAS felt like the loneliest time of the year. Once her father died, her mother had drifted through life, uncaring. There’d been no presents or decorations, not even a special dinner. Adam had often stayed at college, saying he needed to keep on top of his studies. Abigail had bottled her sorrow, not even telling her brother how much she ached to sing carols around a family tree or cook a Dickensian Christmas dinner for the people she loved.

Abigail still enthused over the things she had planned for her class. “I’m pushing for a field trip to Red Heart Canyon where the Cherokee nation once gathered to celebrate the winter solstice. Local history needs preserving. You see, some yahoos took exception to their temple ceremony and massacred half the gathered women and children. History records it as another land grab by the European settlers.”

Jared frowned. “That’s rough.”

“The way we treated Native Americans sucked,” Abigail agreed. “Rumor has it Red Heart Canyon is haunted by the women the settlers killed. There’s an old mine shaft cut into the side of the canyon, but no one ever found any gold. On a more cheerful note, Mandy’s going ahead with her costume party for Ben, followed by another one with a sit-down dinner for the adults. My class is real excited about it. It’s the Saturday before Christmas, but you need to plan your costume. I’ve got mine already.”


About the Author: 

Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae, or BDSM loving dragons.

Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life - or Kryssie - throws at them.

Kryssie's pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.

Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.

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Saturday, December 16, 2017

#SatSpanks-Naughty Subs Get Sent To The Corner- #BDSM #Menage #RomanceNovel #MMF- Bound To Them by Peyton Brittany Clarke #Cowboys

It's Saturday and you know what that means, it's time for the naughty to receive their punishments! Today's excerpt is from my cowboy, BDSM, MMF, menage, erotic romance novel Bound To Them

When we enter the scene-Dominant Max Krause has had it up to here with the antics of his two subs, Ally and Jake, who are also husband and wife. 

He realizes a lot of their acting out is due to lack of attention. Consumed with his job and problems on the ranch, Max has been allowed work to see more of him than his husband and wife, and as a result, their behavior has been getting out of hand.  And now he has to reign them in before he addresses the real problem- them missing him and him not spending enough time with them.


“You both have shown bad manners, and you need to be reminded of your training.” He sighed exasperated. “You both have been bratty and tempestuous before, but this is too amazing even for the both of you. While in the house, you will wear your collars for the next two weeks. Only exception is for showering and sleeping. Other than that, your collars must be worn.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You may not sit at my feet tonight unless I give you permission.”

They both groaned.

“And no spankings.”

“What?” Ally said, straightening her posture. “That’s not fair.”

“I am the Master, not you,” Max said. “You are full of sass.”

“I said that, too, Master.”

“Enough, Jake,” Max said firmly. He looked at Ally and gave her a firm piercing stare. “In the corner now.”

Ally got up to walk.

“On all fours,” Max corrected.

She crawled to the punishment corner and sat down on her haunches with her back to them. Max peeked at her and winced. A time-out was the best way to calm her down and help her realize the
error of her ways. However, he knew the real problem lay with him.

They were starved for attention, and this was the result—bad behavior.

He glared at Jake. “You have been unbelievably ridiculous yourself. As for your comment, it was not required. In the corner.”

Jake got up and walked.

“On your knees.”

Jake sank to his knees and crawled to the opposite corner and faced the wall.

Contemporary, BDSM, Cowboy, Menage, Erotic Romance Novel

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Friday, December 15, 2017

She Is Jealous, He Is Upset. Two subs Are Out Of Control. It Is Time For Their Dom To Clear The Air- #Cowboy #BDSM #Menage #RomanceNovel, Bound To Them by Peyton Brittany Clarke #MMF

Happy Holidays to you all!  I hope your holidays are full of good cheer and that cherished memories are being made. 

My blog has been inactive for many reasons, most of them are good. The first reason, which is good and is the main reason is because I've been writing! I've finished my next book and am in the editing phase.  Once I've completed the edits I will be sending the book to my beta readers and then after that edit once again and then I will submit it for publication.

Until then, I thought I'd give you guys another excerpt from Bound To Them. This book is more than a cowboy erotic romance, it has spanking, BDSM and elements of Domestic Discipline.  It is also an MMF romance.  

In today's excerpt Max Krause, Dom, husband and Master to Jake Hargate and Ally Krause is in the middle of trying to sort through the chaos that has erupted because of his inattention.  He will acknowledge his fault in the matter but not before settling things between his husband and wife. 

Tensions are brewing in the Krause household and it is up to Max to get his house back in order.  For those of you who have read yesterday's post, Ally was concerned that Jake might be cheating on them and despite Jake's claims of innocence- Ally does not believe him.  

Max is stepping in and decides to confront them both on the matter....

“Thought what?”

“She was his mistress,” Ally said. “And that she was calling to see why he hadn’t shown up for a rendezvous. I know it’s stupid, but these images were running around in my head of secret meetings and this pretty chick stealing my Jake.”

“Our Jake,” Max corrected.

“Sorry, Master. Our Jake.”

“Did you address her concerns?” he asked, looking at Jake, whose gaze remained cast to the floor.

“Yes, Master. I tried telling her that I didn’t know who this person was, but she didn’t believe me. So I left our bedroom last night and slept in the guest bed. Not before…”

“Before what?” Max asked.

“Informing her of her punishment and raising my voice.”

“You lost your temper, as well?”

Jake nodded, shrinking even farther. Not certain if he wanted to hear any more, Max pressed on. It was good for all of them to clear the air.

“I was upset. Flower was under the mistaken assumption that I would visit the idea of breaking the bonds of our marriage and she disregarded my safe word,” Jake said. “I used it because I felt violated.”

Max peered at Ally. “You ignored his desire to stop?”

“Yes, Master,” she said in a squeaky voice.

“Oh God,” Max said. He raked his face and dragged in a deep breath. “Flower, I will address you, brushing aside Jake’s feelings momentarily.”

She nibbled her bottom lip and sniffled. “Okay.”

“Back to this woman who called. How did this she get our number?” Max asked.

“I don’t know.”

Max shook his head. Concern mixed with anger over the breach of their privacy. He studied Jake again, who gazed at him wide-eyed.

“Are you certain that you didn’t give our number out? Perhaps to someone as a means to contact you in case of an emergency?”

“I swear it,” he said. “I would not do that. It is forbidden. You said that and I do not want to displease you.”

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual Cowboy BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA] 

Jake Hargate is a man with a past. Born into a rich and powerful political family in Massachusetts, they were all raised to believe one thing: protect the family's interests at all costs. After leaving that life behind, Jake finds love and happiness married to Max Krause, a Dom, and Ally Renjel, a submissive. Being Max's submissive gives Jake the security he needs, and topping Ally gives him the control he craves. 

But when a political scandal threatens to ruin Jake's brother, a prominent governor who hopes to move up the political ladder, Jake is drawn into a dark world of vengeance he swore he'd never enter again. Jake's family gives him a choice: help them or risk the life he cherishes with Max and Ally. Deciding to do whatever it takes to protect Max and Ally, Jake is drawn into a world of darkness. 

Will Max and Ally be able to rescue him, or will Jake be lost forever? Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration.

** A Siren Erotic Romance**

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Thursday, December 14, 2017

"Trust A Big Part Of Our Relationship and So Is Patience." A Dom Takes His submissive Husband To Task- #BDSM #Cowboy #Menage #RomanceNovel, Bound to Them by Peyton Brittany Clarke

When I set out to write Bound To Them, I envisioned it to be different from the #BDSM western, cowboy menages I've read in the past.  For one thing, it had to be an MMF and not a MFM. An MMF is where the two men are involved sexually with each other and the female at the same time.

The next thing was that the two men had to be equally dominant and swoon-worthy at the same time.  I wanted it to be more like to Doms coming together and then one of the Doms decides to submit to the other Dom. And not be a strong alpha male with two sweet and meek submissives.

The beta male, Jake, in my mind could be likened to a switch- has made it clear there is only one man in the world he would ever submit to in the bedroom and in his personal life-- and that is Max Krause. If they had never met and he had somehow discovered the lifestyle, he knew he would be a purely heterosexual, full-time dominant.

And both men have given there are heart and lives to the only woman for them Ally whom they top. Their lives are complicated because they have very different pasts and have come from different socio-economic classes and wind up together in a world that does not understand their love- well except for the people in the small town where they live.  The people in town of Wildsage, where they live, aren't bothered by their marriage because alternative lifestyles are the norm.

Within the Hargate-Krause household, Max Krause is the head of the household and they live a 24 hour BDSM life with an added pinch of Domestic Discipline.

In this scene- Max is asking Jake about an incident on the phone that has sent their wife Ally into a paranoid nightmare.  A woman has been calling and asking for Jake and despite Jake's claim of innocence Ally refused to believe that he had no idea why or who the woman is. Their disagreement escalates and causes them to cross a line in their marriage neither is supposed to go near. Now it's time for their Master Max to reel them back in...


“Are you certain that you didn’t give our number out? Perhaps to someone as a means to contact you in case of an emergency?”

“I swear it,” he said. “I would not do that. It is forbidden. You said that and I do not want to displease you.”

“You can see how alarming this would be to Ally, especially since the call came from a woman, can’t you?”

A tinge of jealousy welled up within him. Another woman sniffing after his man, the idea pissed him off, too. Ally going off the deep end was unacceptable, but his dismissing her concerns were uncalled for, too.

“I do now, Master,” Jake said. “It was callous of me to not take her feelings into the matter.”

“And mine, as well,” Max said. “It would hurt me too if a similar exchange had taken place between us.”

Jake nodded his head. Max lifted his chin with the crook of his index finger. “Don’t lose your temper with her again,” Max said.

A lone tear rolled down Jake’s cheek. “I won’t.”

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[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual Cowboy BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA]

Jake Hargate is a man with a past, born into a rich and powerful political family in Massachusetts all raised to believe one thing: protect the family’s interests at all costs. After leaving that life behind, Jake finds love and happiness married to Max Krause, a Dom, and Ally Renjel, a submissive. Being Max’s submissive gives Jake the security he needs, and topping Ally gives him the control he craves.

But when a political scandal threatens to ruin Jake’s brother, a prominent governor who hopes to move up the political ladder, Jake is drawn into a dark world of vengeance he swore he’d never enter again. Jake’s family gives him a choice: help them, or risk the life he cherishes with Max and Ally.

Deciding to do whatever it takes to protect Max and Ally, Jake is drawn into a world of darkness. Will Max and Ally be able to rescue him, or will Jake be lost forever?

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Cowboy Dreamin' by Starla Kaye-One Night With Her Might Not Be Enough #Cowboys #RomanceNovel #Menage


Kendra spends her days and nights running a business, sculpting, and leading a Tahitian dance group in Kauai. She can’t squeeze anything else into her life, but she dreams of cowboys. Sexy, hot cowboys in tight jeans, low-tipped Stetsons, and dusty boots. Men who know all about how to please a woman. She enjoys her fantasies, but can’t imagine ever settling down. But one night with one would be so nice. Surely that would get her dreams of a white knight cowboy sweeping her off her feet out of her system. 

Because of an accident that Shane believes left him “less of a man,” he doesn’t see a wife and children in his future. Carson, his ranching partner—and sometimes lover—thinks Shane is wrong. Carson refuses to let Shane settle for a life of rodeo bunnies who only want a romp in bed with a bull rider. Shane deserves more than that. He manages to sign Shane up with a matchmaking service to, hopefully, meet another kind of woman, maybe someone who will appreciate Shane for the man he is. Except Madame Evangeline expects both of the cowboys to go on this special one night date. It doesn’t take long for either cowboy to realize that one night with the purple-haired, hip-shaking beauty in Kauai might not be enough…. 

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Thursday, October 19, 2017

Pierced by Natasha Knight-Complete Submission Brought Her To Heights Of Pleasure She Never Experienced Before #BDSM #SpankingRomance #MF


When Maggie walked into Chaos Tattoos, she wanted a navel piercing. But Anthony had more in mind for the pretty, submissive brunette. Much more. Detailing what he wanted to do to her, which included a bare ass spanking for beginners, he told her to think it over and return in two days time, if she were interested. 

He never doubted she'd be back. Although Maggie resisted the tall, dominant Anthony at first, she did return. Giving herself over to her most basic desires, she learned how complete submission could bring her to heights of pleasure she'd never before experienced.


She’d been considering coming into the tattoo parlor for some time. Anthony had noticed her park her car, get out and walk first toward, then past the shop for weeks now. Someone else might not have paid any attention, but Anthony did. He and his brother Joel owned the tattoo parlor on Fifth and Crescent with the huge picture window that overlooked the busy street. Joel, the younger of the two, worked a few hours a week. Anthony, at thirty-seven, had been tattooing for the last ten years and Chaos was his baby. He’d established Chaos four years ago, and now, after what seemed like ages, they finally had enough money saved up to renovate the place. But renovations meant a stop to business, or at least less business, so as Anthony worked on the shop, he had time to observe the passersby and this woman had caught his attention.

Although she was not what most guys considered hot, Anthony found her sexy. She was small, maybe five feet, two inches tall, and had long, dark hair, a slim figure, and an incredible ass. In fact, that was what had caught his eye—her ass as she walked away from the shop that first time. A small waist that swelled into a nice pair of soft, round cheeks that he couldn’t help but imagine getting his hands on. The look in her eyes told him her heart pounded as she considered whether or not she had the guts to walk into a tattoo parlor with a guy like him inside.

Anthony was about six feet, three inches tall. He worked out some and mostly just had a good, solid build; always had. He shaved his head bald but left a short layer of dark stubble on his face. His full-sleeve tattoos tended to scare off suburban women, which she definitely was. He guessed she was about thirty, thirty-two. She didn’t work down here, not dressed like she was. She wore tight faded jeans and a linen jacket most days. Likely patronizing the high-end shopping district located just two blocks away.

And here she was again, her black Audi turning onto the wet street to find a parking space. Anthony kept working as a smile crept along his face. He had a feeling today was going to be the day.

He watched out of the corner of his eye as she tried to fit her car into a tight spot along the street. Clearly parallel parking was not her forte, but she seemed determined. After three tries she finally succeeded, and stepped out of her car. A truck yielded to let her cross the busy lane and she did so, running without an umbrella through the heavy rain. He didn’t look away today; he wanted her to walk in. He wanted to work on her and hoped she’d want something intricate on some very private part of her body. He wanted his hands on her skin.

The bell over the door rang as she opened it and Anthony turned, trying to look at her as he did everyone else who walked into the place.

“Morning,” he said, climbing down from the ladder he was on. He was painting a mural along the wall and it was almost finished. Tribal art would cover all four walls soon, all black and white with one point of bright, powerful red. He liked it; it suited him.

“Good morning,” she answered. Her voice fit with the rest of her: kind of nervous and quiet, coming out small. Anthony smiled as her eyes fixed on the tattoos that marked his arms and neck. He considered taking off his shirt, but knew she’d just go running right out the door that it had taken her weeks to walk through.

“Are you open? I guess you’re renovating,” she said, looking around. Anthony wrapped his paintbrush in foil and wiped off his hands. The room was kind of a mess, but he had to move things around to get the walls painted. He’d left one table in the middle of the room for those clients who still came to get work done. For the most part, though, it was so quiet now that Joel didn’t even need to be at the shop.

“We can work through the renovation. What can I do for you?” Anthony asked, coming a little closer. She looked even smaller now that she stood in front of him. She leaned just a little bit away and he wondered if she was even aware of the small movement. He smiled and held out his hand. She was nervous and maybe a little scared. He liked that combination very much.

“I’m Anthony Lawson; I’m the owner of Chaos and the main artist. You’re here for a tattoo?”

“Oh, no,” she said, slipping her small hand into his rough, paint-smudged one. “Sorry, I’m Maggie,” she said. “Maggie Adler. Nice to meet you.”

He didn’t let go of her hand but instead waited for her to continue.

“I wanted to have my belly button pierced.”

Damn. A piercing. It would be so quick it’d barely be a teaser.

“Mmm hmm,” he said, still holding on to her.

She kept talking, something she probably always did when she was anxious. “I was wondering if you do that? I mean, I assumed a tattoo parlor would do that. Only if it won’t hurt so much though,” she quickly added.

Anthony exhaled a small laugh. “Let’s have a look.” He let go of her hand, grabbed the nearest chair and sat down right where he’d been standing. “Lift your top,” he said, his eyes fixed on hers, studying her reaction to him. Christ, he was starting to get hard.

She fumbled to open the buttons on her blazer and lifted her shirt to reveal a flat, tanned stomach. Anthony grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer, setting her off-balance. He held on to her longer than necessary as he pretended to check out her navel. When he released her, she remained where she was, sucking in a breath as he ran his hand over her belly button.

“We can do it now,” he said.

“Will it hurt?” she asked.

“Depends on your tolerance for pain,” he answered smoothly and stood. “Lie down on the table while I get a needle.”

“Oh. Uh, maybe I should come back when you’re open for real.” She fumbled with her purse and took a step toward the door.

“So you can run away like a frightened little rabbit?”

She stared at him wide-eyed.

“You won’t come back if you leave now.” He turned to walk to the back room. “Choose a piece of jewelry from the case, then lie down on the table, Maggie,” he said as he looked over his shoulder at her.

She obeyed. That was a good sign. He figured her to be a submissive; everything about her screamed it, actually. Even her body type, petite with a great ass for spanking, whipping…

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Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Two Bears For Christmas by Tianna Xander-They Enter The Local Pub For A Drink See The Woman Of Their Dreams #Shifters #RomanceNovel #Menage

When a coworker attacks her at an office Christmas party, Tabitha thinks it’s the end, but it’s really just the beginning.


Tabitha’s convinced she should have stayed home. She’s doubly convinced of that when her boss attacks her in the restroom at the office Christmas party. She finds there really are gentlemen in the world when two handsome Scots come to her rescue.

When Roddy and Ewan enter the local pub for a drink, they don’t expect to see the woman of their dreams. Saving her from a self-proclaimed interoffice lothario is only the icing on the cake.

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Monday, October 16, 2017

Behind Closed Doors by Lexie Davis-The Club Is Trying To Break Them Up But He'll Be Damned Before That Happens #MC #RomanceNovel #MF


Her life is in shambles. After the wedding of her dreams, Ella Hawkins finds herself in handcuffs before the ink dries on her marriage license. This time, Ryker can’t save her.

He's the President of the Roaming Devils MC and he protects what is his. After doing his best to keep the peace, Ryker Dennison is finally pushed to the point where only one thing matters: retribution. Ella has his heart and he’s claimed her body and soul. They love hard and nothing can ever come between them. Not even his club.

Power comes to those who take it, and Ryker soon learns that playing nice has to stop. The nightmare with his father has to end one way or another. The public image of the Roaming Devils is at stake along with his relationship with Ella. Life is about to get more complicated, possibly even deadly…



“Tell me what prison is like.” She pulled away from him.


“No. Tell me.” She stared into his dark eyes. “I want to be prepared for everything.”

“You’re not going to prison.” He cupped her cheek. “I’d go to prison before you ever stepped foot in the door. It’s not happening.”

“You can’t exactly take my place.” She propped her arm up on the seat and faced him. “I could be looking at serious time. I don’t even know if I have my job. My dad told me to wait to hire a lawyer. He’s trying to do God only knows what at the station.”

“I can take your place.” Ryker reached for her hand. “I have a motorcycle club that has a shady past. I’m sure I could bargain with the DA. You’d probably get probation. You won’t serve time though.”

“You’d do that?”

“In a heartbeat.” Ryker smoothed his fingers along the back of her hand. “I love you. I don’t say it lightly either. You’re the only person in this world that I love. It’s not something I can rationalize or ignore. I’d do anything for you. You know that.”

She did know that. “Don’t do anything crazy. I still need you in my life.”

He gave her a small smile.

Once the rain had let up, Ryker finally pulled away from her, deciding to go back to the club. Ella didn’t want him to leave, but she didn’t have much of a choice. They couldn’t hide away together for the rest of their lives—though that sounded like a good idea. She needed to check in with her dad and figure out all the other shit going on with the case.

“I’m working some things out tonight at the club. I don’t know how cell reception will be. If you need me and I don’t answer, call Vampire.” He stood beside the car, peering down to face her. “Let me know what your dad finds out.”

Ella undid her door and got out, walking around the car to the other side. She hugged him, pulling him close in a tight squeeze. Ryker hugged her back and she clung tighter. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him to go home with her. Fuck everything else in their life. She wanted him and it hurt to be apart.

“It still hurts.” Ella pressed her face against him as tears ran down her cheeks. “It still fucking hurts.”

He leaned in to kiss her. His warm mouth pressed against hers lightly and she melted into him. He opened his mouth and deepened the kiss, making her forget they were in a public place. The rain sprinkled down on them though neither one cared.

She was the first to pull away. Backing up a bit, she forced herself to break physical contact with him. If she didn’t, she’d never leave.

“Can I have your jacket?”

It was his favorite. It smelled like him too.

He sighed. “You’re going to force me to ride cold and wet?”

She didn’t say anything as he took the jacket off. He only wore a black T-shirt underneath. Once he mounted the bike, he glanced over at her.

“I am a doctor,” Ella replied. “Well, for a little while longer anyway. I can heal you if you get sick.”

He smiled. “I do miss playing doctor with you.”

She tried not to laugh and failed. “You’re not funny.”

“Tell that to the smile on your face.” He started the engine of the bike and it roared to life. “Love you, babe.”

Standing beside her car, she watched as he backed out of the parking spot and took off. Ella held his jacket close. It was still warm from his body as he disappeared from her sight. She loved him. There was no denying it. And with that came a small glimmer of hope that made her feel like she could get through anything.

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Sunday, October 15, 2017

Tell Me by Ashe Barker-He's Her Dom At The Club And Now He's Sitting Behind The Desk At Her New Job And Is Her Boss #RomanceNovel #BDSM

Tell me, Thea...


After months of frequenting her local BDSM club, Thea has found what every submissive dreams of, the perfect Dom. He understands every gasp and shiver of her response and gives her exactly what she craves. He pushes her limits, takes her to the edge and then holds her while she floats back to reality. He knows every inch of her body in intimate detail, but nothing else about her at all. Though he tries to delve into her personal life, he respects her wishes when she refuses. Thea feels compelled to keep her ‘real’ life separate from anything that happens on the BDSM scene, it’s the only way she can exist.

Tony is bewitched from the first moment he lays eyes on his perfect little sub at The Wicked Club. Months of scening with her only makes him crave more. But any pressure for information about her private life has her scurrying away like a frightened kitten. He needs to keep his cool and take it slow in order not to scare her away.

That is until a twist of fate lands Thea in Mr. Tony DiMarco's office and her worlds collide. Her perfect Dom is sitting behind the desk at her new job. It’s too much and she refuses to mix her personal and professional lives. But Tony won’t take no for an answer. He needs Thea Richmond in his bed and in his office and he is determined to have his way.

Thea is reluctant to blur the lines, but it’s becoming more and more difficult to maintain her well-ordered existence. Will she trust her Dom to push her to the edge like he always does? Or will she risk losing the man she has come to love?


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Friday, October 13, 2017

All That Shatters by James Cox-An Injured Man Becomes The Love of His Life #RomanceNovel #MC #Futuristic

This is the end of the Outlaw MC on Mars. 


Elric is the classic good guy, always doing the right thing and always coming in last. An attack from a trusted friend leaves Elric broken, shot and on the verge of death. His biggest regret is not warning his club that a rat is heading toward Earth, about to kill a member of the Outlaw MC.

Max is a simple mechanic with a big problem. He’s afraid of flying so when the ships leave for Earth he stays behind, content to die with the big red planet. But then he finds an injured Outlaw member. 

Now it’s a race to get off the dying planet and save the club. Can they return home before all they love is shattered? 



“Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you.”

“No? I thought that’s what we were doing.” I pulled off my shirt.

“We’re going to make love, Elric.” Max pinched one of my nipples. “That’s a whole new experience.”

A shiver ran down my spine. I stood up, opening up the buttons on my pants as the clouds of night concealed us on the roof. The pants slide down my legs and I kicked them away.

Max grabbed them, laying them on the ground along with my shirt. He then took off his own, adding it to create a makeshift blanket. He leaned forward on his knees and kissed my thigh. “Get down here.”

I rushed to my back, staring up at him with the fading light behind Max. I tugged on my boxers, releasing my pent-up erection.

Max knelt beside me, sliding his hands along my hips and gripping my cock. He held me firm, stroking to my tip, then letting go. His thumb brushed over my slit, again and again and again. He kissed my side, where the red angry mark was all that remained from the gunshot. He kissed under my chest, where my ribs had been fractured. Max laid beside me. He lifted one of my legs, hoisting it over his body, then slid his palm along my thigh. I flinched when he dragged a finger over my hole.

Max snatched something from his pants pocket.

I arched an eyebrow at the contents. “You always carry lube in your pocket?”

“You know the saying, hope for good, prepare for better.”

“I never heard it said quite like that.”

“Shut up and let me make love to you.”

I licked my lips and waited as he opened the package and squirted some onto his fingers. He pressed his thumb back against my hole. I stared up at the stars slowly forming as the light dwindled to nothing. His finger eased inside me, and did that feel good. I’d fingered myself before but it was completely different when someone else was doing it. He used two on the next thrust, and I groaned. My dick was already rock hard, and this would only make me blow faster. I arched my hips and wiggled a bit.

Max pulled out and returned with three fingers.

It stung a bit from the stretch but, fuck it all to Earth, it was a good pain. I reached out and tugged on his hair, then kissed his shoulder. It was the only part of him I could reach without getting up. He fingered my ass, three big digits spreading me. The lube was surprisingly warm against the cooled night air.

Max pulled out and pushed me to my side.

I heard the squirt of lube as he lay behind me. My breathing was getting heavy, both from nerves and excitement. I was about to let a man go where no one ever had before. 


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