Friday, September 29, 2017

Bound To Them by Peyton Brittany Clarke-His Tone Left No Room For Argument #Spanking #RomanceNovel #Cowboys #BDSM #Menage



Excerpt

He went to the wall beside the closet and grabbed the spanking chair. He set it in front of the bed and sat down.

“Over my knees,” he said. His tone left no room for argument.

She gracefully went to him and lay over his lap ass up. Her movement was a like a lily floating on a pond. Natural, fair, and where it truly belonged.

“Safe word?” he asked.

“Crimson.”

“My love is here to give you pleasure, mixed with sensual pain, but never to damage or hurt you. I will mark you, and you will feel as well as see my passionate desire for you.”

She whimpered. “Please, Master.”

“Please what, flower? What do you need me to do, this?”

“Your sub requests your sweet touch.”

He opened his hand and squeezed and kneaded her bottom. His dick was hard and pushed against his pants, giving him pleasurable pain. Unable to wait any longer, he brought his hand down against her
ass. 

Slap. He smacked her soft and round bottom. It was pillowy against his palm. Every time his hand made contact with it, his mind swam. He slapped it again. Another loud slap echoed in the room.
And then another. Each time he hit a different spot.
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Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Fast Lust by Lucy Felthouse- This Hot and Sexy Bad Boy Is About Turn Her World Upside Down #RomanceNovel


When a straitlaced journalist and a fearless motorcycle racer are thrown into an interview together, will they find any common ground? Or are they destined to clash?




Blurb:

Gloria Heath loves her job as a lifestyle journalist. She also loves the perks—free meals, complimentary spa treatments, behind-the-scenes access and more. So when her boss sends her on an assignment to the British Superbikes tournament at Donington Park, she’s less than impressed. Sports are definitely not her thing, and her brief is to find a rider with an interesting back story and write about their journey. But how is she supposed to do that when she really doesn’t care one way or the other?

When she experiences the atmosphere and the racing, however, she starts to see the attraction. Soon after, she finds the perfect case study for her article. Rafe Donovan is fearless, ambitious, and the underdog of the tournament. He’s also drop dead gorgeous. She eagerly sets out to interview him, but soon discovers the bad boy biker is a tough nut to crack. The more she asks questions, the more he shuts down. Throw some chemistry into the mix and things go from bad to worse.

Can she get the material she needs, or is her first foray into sports writing doomed to fail?

Note: Fast Lust was previously published in the British Bad Boys Boxed Set.

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Excerpt:

Gloria Heath gaped at her boss, Graeme, unsure if she’d heard him correctly. No, no, she couldn’t have heard him correctly, because she thought he’d said he wanted her to go and cover the first round of the British Superbikes at Donington Park. She shook her head and chuckled. He must have said The Great British Bake Off. That sounded similar, didn’t it?

Graeme frowned. “Something funny, Gloria?”

She snapped her focus back to her editor and smiled. “Sorry. I must be going deaf, or mad, because I thought you said you wanted me to cover some motorbike race.”

His expression was stony. “I did,” he replied coolly. “Do you have a problem with that?”

Blinking, she opened her mouth, then closed it again. Narrowing her eyes, she said, “But I’m a lifestyle reporter. I cover—”

“I’m well aware of what you cover, Gloria. I’ve been your boss for three years—don’t you think I’m familiar with what you write by now?” He sighed. “I know it’s not your usual thing, and is way out of your comfort zone, but don’t you think a change would be nice? A bit of a challenge for you?”

Gulping, she replied, “A ch-challenge? Graeme… did I do something wrong?”

He rolled his eyes. “It’s an article, Gloria, not a bloody punishment. No, you didn’t do anything wrong. Your work is exemplary—always has been, and I’m sure it always will be. But I have one of the sports writers off sick, with no one else available to take his place, and not covering the first round of the British Superbikes is tantamount to blasphemy for our motorsport readers.”

A feeling of dread settled in her stomach, making her nauseous. “Do I… have a choice?”

Graeme raised his eyebrows. “I’m an editor, not a dictator. But come on, Gloria, do me a favour here. Like I said, there’s no one else to take his place—you’re the only one with time in your schedule. If I’m not mistaken, the stuff you’re currently working on isn’t time-sensitive. Sunday’s race, however, is.”

He leaned forward and put his elbows on the desk, then flashed her a smile. “We’ll even put you up in a nice hotel, right near to the track. One little article, Gloria. You’ll be saving my life. Please.”

Gloria knew when she was beaten. Graeme wouldn’t force her, she knew that, but it was clearly very important to him. And he’d never asked her to do something like this before—he was generally very laid back, and let her get on with writing pretty much whatever she wanted to. So one article out of her comfort zone—albeit way out of her comfort zone—was the least she could do.

“All right,” she said resignedly. “I’ll do it, for you. But you have to give me a full briefing on what exactly you’re looking for. The last thing I want is to end up writing something where I’ve taken completely the wrong angle.”

“And,” she added, “where the hell is Donington Park, anyway?”

Graeme’s expression turned despairing. “In the Midlands, Gloria. Near Derby and Nottingham. North of Watford Gap.”

“Bloody hell, that’s miles away! Have I got to drive? I’ll need a pool car.”

“Drive, get the train, hell, you can even fly. The circuit’s next door to a bloody airport. I don’t care, as long as you go, all right?”

She folded her arms. “The train will be fine. Though a first class ticket wouldn’t go amiss.”

Graeme rolled his eyes. “Done.”

“And about the briefing…”

“Of course! I wouldn’t send you in there unprepared. Right, you go and carry on with whatever you were doing while I get all the arrangements sorted. Come and see me when you get here tomorrow morning, and we’ll go through everything you need to know.”

She nodded and stood up, then turned to leave.

“Oh, and Gloria?” She turned back. “Thank you. I really do appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome, boss. Just don’t make a habit of it, all right?”  She winked to show she was joking.

Grinning, he waved a hand at her. “Go on, get out. I’ll see you in the morning.”



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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name.

She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes.

Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook.

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Monday, September 25, 2017

One Night in Kuala Lumpur by Abbey MacMunn-One Night Maybe The Answer To Their Dreams #RomanceNovel #MF




Blurb:

In search of inspiration and excitement, successful artist, Ziva Clarke, takes a trip to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Her exhibitions in the UK have left her exhausted, she’s had no fun in ages and her creativity is at below zero—the exotic Far East could be just what she needs.

Charmer Sam Tempest is visiting Kuala Lumpur on business with his father, but behind the impeccable suit and the wicked smile, he’s not a happy man. Duty bound to join his family’s international business, Sam longs to follow his true passion—to carve wood sculptures.

The two lonely souls meet by chance on a crowded street, and it turns out they might not be the strangers they first thought. So begins a night of confessions, shared dreams and hot sex.

Can one steamy night in Kuala Lumpur be the answer to both their dreams?



Excerpt:

Squinting, Ziva tried to see who’d spoken in a deep, smooth-as-silk British accent. A tall man stood before her and greeted her with an alluring, lopsided smile that exuded confidence. Kind eyes crinkled at the corners.

His broad shoulders were clad in a navy, tailored business suit. With his thick hair, a rich, burnt umber colour, slicked back off his forehead, and an angular, clean-shaven jaw, the guy could have stepped off the set of a TV advert for men’s cologne. And his lips… oh boy, his lips. Full, well-defined, and made for sinning.

Her mouth dried. Kuala Lumpur grew more interesting by the second.

Elise filled in for her temporary inability to speak. “No, we haven’t. My sister failed to mention Pavilion or Lot 10. I’m afraid she doesn’t share my love for shopping.”

Surprise flashed across his face before his smile widened then hitched higher in one corner. Yep, male model material. Just my luck if he’s gay.

Elise shifted from one foot to the other and adjusted her hold on her dozen or so shopping bags. “Are the malls far?”

“No, not far. They’re near the Golden Triangle part of the city.”

Ziva stifled another groan. More malls, right near where they were staying.

The guy tipped his head. “I’m Sam, by the way.” Sophisticated charm oozed from every pore. “It’s lovely to meet two beautiful English roses so far from home.”

Although he spoke to both of them, he directed an intense gaze at Ziva. Mischievous cobalt eyes sparkled in the bright sunlight then he winked at her.

Hmm, not gay then.

“Hi, I’m Elise,” her sister said, sticking out her chest. “Nice to meet you, too.” She shuffled her feet again. “My feet are roasting standing here.”

Ziva glanced at Elise’s unsuitable choice of footwear as she stood on a drain cover. “I’m not surprised your feet are hot. It’s ninety-five degrees and you’re wearing high-heeled boots. I told you to wear your flat sandals.”

Elise rolled her eyes. “Flat sandals do not go with this outfit,” she said resignedly. “Kuala Lumpur is home to some of the best shopping malls in South East Asia—who cares about a little discomfort?”

“So, you were listening when I read out the tourist brochure and the amazing places I’d like to visit.”

“No, not really.” Elise gave an apologetic shrug. “I heard ‘shopping malls’ mostly.”

Sam laughed. His attention never left Ziva. “And your name is…?”

The crowd surged forward to cross the road. Someone jostled past Ziva, accidentally knocking her elbow. Her tatty canvas handbag and her one and only shopping bag dropped to the ground. She gasped as her new lingerie tumbled onto the dusty pavement.

“Oh, crap!”

Stooping to her haunches, she then hastily stuffed lacy bras and matching thongs back into the paper bag. Her blonde curls tumbled over her face, helping to hide cheeks that burned hotter than the pavement. A serious contender for Miss Tiny Tits UK, she’d been spoiled for choice when she’d seen that the malls in KL catered for smaller women, so she’d treated herself to a few items of sexy underwear. Not that she had an occasion to wear it, but still, the last thing she needed was to have it displayed for all to see.

Sam kneeled in front of her, picked up a black bra, and swung it on his finger. “Here, I think you missed one.”

Head still down, she reached for the bra, but he hooked his finger around the strap and held it firm. She tugged. “Let go.”

“Not until you tell me your name.” He tugged back, stretching the lace and elastic across the distance between them. “And not until you look at me.”

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Author bio:



Abbey MacMunn writes contemporary, paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK with her husband and their four children. She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association.

When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.

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Sunday, September 24, 2017

Freeing The Beast by Tina Donahue- She Freed His Inner Dominance and Now He Wants Her #RomanceNovel #Sorceress #Cupid

Freeing the Beast - book one Taming the Beast series.

A reluctant witch, a minor god, and dangerous potions. Oh my.

Who said love and sorcery wasn't fun?

Erotic Paranormal - Romantic Comedy



Ready to read October 17

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Blurb:

Book one in the Taming the Beast series

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.

Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants—a god born to believe in courtship, courtesy and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god, who intends to take Becca here, there and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?


Warning—a witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.



Excerpt:


“You’re going to do my treatments in here?” There wasn’t any equipment around or things one might use for magic, like chicken feet, wands and other stuff.

“Before we begin, you need to read this.” She slid the papers she’d been reading across the desk to him.

He grabbed a chair and sat. “Is that the process?”

“In a manner of speaking.”

“What’s that mean?”

“It’s the contract you have to sign or nothing, and I do mean nothing, happens.”

Jesus, she was hardcore today. As a rule, business owners were that way with people who didn’t want their services, not ones who did. He bounced the inch-thick papers on his palm to test their weight. “I’m guessing this sucker weighs a pound. Am I right?”

She drummed her fingertips on her naked belly. Tiny silver stars cascaded from her navel. Each time she breathed, the jewelry caught the light.

He wanted to kiss the baubles and her dewy flesh.

She wore the same basic outfit she had when they had first met—flowy pants and a top that tied beneath her breasts, only these were in sapphire blue. The same shade as her eyes. Her makeup was no less dramatic than the last time—crimson lipstick that made her mouth undeniably kissable and black stuff surrounding her lids.

What a babe. Too bad she wasn’t into him. Maybe with the junk she came up with to bring out his beast, she would be. “Is your service usually this complicated?” He lifted the papers and hoped she wasn’t using them to run him off.

“The contract is simply full disclosure to help you understand the process. So you’re completely protected.”

A Wall Street hedge fund manager couldn’t have sounded as evasive. “Protected against what?”

Her face paled. She gestured to the papers he held. “It’s all in there. Go on, read it.”

“That could take days.”

She glanced to the right, the left and past him. When she’d run out of places to look, she dragged her attention back to his face. “Most of it’s standard legal junk. I’ve highlighted the important parts.”

“The ones that will release my inner beast.”

“In a manner of speaking.”

That again. She sounded far less confident than Eric would have liked or expected. He dropped the contract on her desk. The draft it created sent other papers floating to the edge.

Becca caught them before they fell to the floor. Her top gapped, exposing her lacy black bra. He gripped his chair and leaned up, rubbernecking.







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Thursday, September 21, 2017

Blood Flame and Amethyst Flame by Caris Roan- Two Sexy Vampires and The Women They'll Do Whatever They Have To Do To Protect #RomanceNovel #Witches

Caris Roane's September $.99 Flame Series



BLOOD FLAME and AMETHYST FLAME

The Flame Series, Books #1 and #2

Caris is giving away A Red Wire-Wrapped PNR Bracelet (International Winner Receives Gift Card) and A $25 Amazon Gift Card to randomly drawn winners via rafflecopter during the tour.

Please use the RaffleCopter below to enter. Remember you may increase your chances of winning by visiting the other tour stops. You may find those locations here.

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The “Wow” Prize:



Just leave a comment for a chance to win!

Caris Roane here and I'm so glad you're touring with me. As a bonus, I’m giving away a Reader Care Package to one lucky winner just for leaving a comment on any or all of the blogs on my tour.

What’s in the Reader Care Package: Truffles, Ghiradelli Chocolate, print copy of GATES OF RAPTURE, scented lotion and soap, a journal and other goodies! 

Be sure to visit as many blogs on my tour as you can. The more blogs you comment on, the greater your chances of winning.

The Reader Care Package is US only, but an international winner will receive a gift card.

How I choose the winner: I will choose the winning blog then choose the winning comment sometime after midnight, October 5th, Arizona time. I will use Random dot org to make the selection.

Good luck!

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About the Books:

BLOOD FLAME, Book #1 of the Flame Series:





Blurb

Vampire Officer Connor of the Crescent Border Patrol tries to suppress his desire for the powerful witch, Iris Meldeere. Because the woman possesses the ability to kill him with the tips of her fingers, how can he possibly fall in love with her?

When a double homicide throws them together, he soon finds his deepest fantasies fulfilled as Iris succumbs to his seductions.

But as they battle together to stay alive, and love begins to consume them both, will the witch be able to forgive the dark secrets of his past …

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Excerpt from BLOOD FLAME

From Chapter One ~ 

Border Patrol Officer Connor has been spying on Iris. He doesn’t understand his own obsession. He’s levitating above her home and hidden from sight by his vampire powers…

Now he was here, watching a witch who had gotten hit with an alter serum herself ten years ago. Only her flame drug had carried the witch serum. He knew this because he’d Googled her. A lot.
She wore a purple smock over her jeans and a pair of flats that looked like ballet shoes, typical brew-faring clothes for one of her kind.

And he liked her in jeans. She wore them snug and that was part of the problem. He’d seen her dozens of times at the Tribunal building in her casual investigative uniform of short-sleeved t-shirt, also worn tight, along with the form-fitting jeans. He’d mentally stripped her clothes off about a thousand times. He swore he knew what she looked like naked.

Yeah. Obsessed.

And guilty as hell. His kind didn’t go with her kind.

His kind killed witches, wizards and anything else that dared to smash up herbs and throw them in a cauldron, or cast spells, or worse, kill with the tips of their fingers. Witches, like Iris, were a danger to vampires and shifters. She should be offed, like all her murdering, enthralling kind.

Yet, here he was, floating above her garden, so quiet he’d never be heard not even by another vampire. He’d gotten good at stalking the woman.

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Iris had that feeling again across the top of her shoulders that a vampire was watching her. She had excellent instincts, but every time she either hunted through her garden or checked the night sky, nothing.

She also had an instinct about who the vampire was. James Connor, also known as Officer Connor, of the Crescent Territory Border Patrol.

Yep, Connor was here again, which caused her heart to beat hard in her chest. Vampires killed witches as often as they could, but in this case an attack wasn’t what she feared.

No, the dull thuds of her pulse meant something far worse. Against all reason, small tendrils of pure desire moved over her breasts, down the insides of her thighs and curled around her sex.

A year ago, she’d seen Connor at a crime scene, one that involved a couple of human children. Until that moment, she would never have believed a vampire capable of any kind of compassion. She honestly thought that the alter serum had removed all tender emotions from those humans who had become vampire. But she’d seen compassion in Connor and from that moment, she’d been caught…


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AMETHYST FLAME, Book #2 of the Flame Series





Blurb

Hunky Nathan Vaughn, six-six, and one muscled vampire warrior, has had a lot of trouble in his life and needs a good woman to help even things out. Vaughn and Emma met once in the past, the night they rescued three teenage girls from a kidnapping ring.

But a vampire and a witch can’t have a relationship in Five Bridges. So, they parted, determined never to see each other again. Emma was desolate, then the phone rang. Vaughn called and kept calling and she kept answering. But the rescue they shared turned out to piss off one very bad wizard who decided they both needed to die.

Now they’re in it, fighting to stay alive and working oh-so-hard NOT to fall in love.

Will they survive when so much is against them?

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I hope you enjoyed this excerpt from BLOOD FLAME. Let the Flame Series become a new journey for you!

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Books in the Flame Series:

Book 1: Blood Flame

Book 2: Amethyst Flame


Book 3: Dark Flame

Book 4: Amber Flame

Book 5: A Touch of Flame

Holiday Novella: Christmas Flame

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About Caris:

Caris Roane is the NY Times Bestselling author of Paranormal Romance. She began her career with Kensington Publishing and for eighteen years wrote Regency Romance as Valerie King. In 2005, Romantic Times Magazine honored her with a career achievement award for her Regency Romance work. To-date, she has published eighty-nine books. Thirty-nine of those are paranormal romances. Most of her paranormal stories are self-published while several in the early days were penned for St. Martin's Press.

Though her stories conjure up hunky PNR warriors, like vampires and wolf-shifters, the romance is everything, including a satisfying Happily Ever After. Her hope is that the reader will come away engrossed in the lives of her tortured heroes and her worthy women as they wage war, as they make love, and as they face the tough issues of life and relationships!

Caris lives in the Phoenix area, in a growing town called Buckeye. When not writing, she’s a real homebody. She loves gardening, sewing, and cooking. She also enjoys creating jewelry and offers her handcrafted, PNR bracelet giveaways to her newsletter and blog subscribers. Her motto? Live the fang!

If you want to know more about Caris, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:






Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Their Brazen Bride by Vanessa Vale-Her Past and Danger Won't Let Her Stay But The Men In Her Life Are Determined To Save Her #RomanceNovel #Cowboys #Menage



Blurb

When Abigail Carr returns to Bridgewater after long years away at Finishing School, Gabe and Tucker Landry will not be dissuaded from the only woman who’s held their attentions—and affections—for years. They’re done waiting. When Abigail claims she must return to Butte, and to her fiancé, Gabe and Tucker refuse to give up so easily. Since she doesn’t have a wedding band on her finger, nor love in her heart, they consider Abigail free for the taking. And seduce her they do…right home to Bridgewater, where they not only marry her, but claim her body in the most sensual experience of Abigail’s life.

But Abigail knows that a future as a wife and mother is not possible, not for her. She only came home to save a friend’s life, and she dare not stay. If she doesn’t return to Butte in the next three days, her best friend will die. And no matter how much Abigail wishes she could stay, and be the wife Gabe and Tucker deserve, she must save her friend. The cruel criminal who threatens her friend will not hesitate to kill anyone important to Abigail, including her new husbands.

Abigail will make a hard choice, and save them all…no matter the cost to herself or her heart.
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Monday, September 11, 2017

Their Colorado Conquest by Zara Chase-She Fell In Love And Gained Two Protective Doms #RomanceNovel #BDSM #SpankingRomance #Menage

Five friends, one basket of sex toys. How to win it? By telling the sexiest story.



[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, erotic asphyxiation, sex toys, HEA]


Blurb

Ellie Kirkwood takes a job as publicist at a renovated hotel in Spirit, Colorado. She’s peeved to find that Josh Cooper, the guy who broke her best friend’s heart, owns the place. Still, she needs this job so she’ll just have to get over herself.

Josh’s partner, Rex Moore, maintains that Josh wasn’t responsible for the breakup with Annabel, but Ellie knows better. She puts her animosity to one side as she works to publicize the hotel. Josh and Rex are real hunks. Perhaps a charity auction with the two of them as the star prize?

Ellie is shocked by Annabel’s determination to exact revenge on Josh but isn’t prepared to sit back and let the dreams of the two guys she’s fallen for be shattered by a vindictive woman…

Note: The books in this series share an external story arc. Though not mandatory, we highly recommend reading the books in sequential order.
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STORY EXCERPT

“Ellie?” Josh half rose from his chair. “What the—”

“You,” she said accusingly at the same time, barely able to believe her eyes.

Ellie stepped into the room, her insides churning with anger as she gazed into the eyes of the man who had unceremoniously dumped her best friend, almost at the altar, and disappeared into the sunset.

“Am I missing something?” the other man in the room asked, his words cutting through the electric atmosphere. Ellie and Josh ignored him and continued to glare at one another. “Excuse me, earth to Josh. What the hell’s going on? I take it you two know one another.”

“You could say that,” Josh responded curtly.

“I’ve obviously made a mistake.” Ellie turned toward the door. “I can’t work with you.”

“You have no choice,” Josh said. “You already signed the contract.”

Ellie tossed her hair and treated him to a belligerent glare. “Only because I had no idea you were behind this scheme. How was I supposed to know that you grew up in Spirit?”

“Glad to know the gossip machine continues to thrive,” he said caustically.

“It doesn’t matter where I heard that. All that counts is that you and I can’t work together. Frankly, I’m surprised you’d even want to.”

“Sometimes I surprise myself. Rise above your personal feelings, sweetheart, and be professional. There’s no time to find anyone else.”

“I’m not your sweetheart, thank God. Show me some respect, if you even know the meaning of the word.”

Another heavy silence descended as Ellie and Josh glared at one another, neither willing to look away first. Even though Ellie hated him for what he’d done to Annabel, she couldn’t deny his attractiveness. Over six feet of hard, taut muscle and the powerful aura of a man who was used to getting what he wanted out of life. Yeah, Ellie completely got what Annabel had seen in him. She’d only met him a couple of times when she’d gone to visit Annabel in New York, but she’d never forgotten him. He wasn’t the sort of guy any woman could forget easily, which made it hard for her to accept that he’d treated her college roommate so shabbily. She’d had him pegged as a man of principle. He’d grown up with nothing and had made a success of himself in a very short space of time, driven by ambition and an obvious need to prove himself. Shame he hadn’t learned how to treat people right along the way. Still, wasn’t ruthless disregard for the feelings of others the hallmark of a natural entrepreneur?

He continued to glare at her, an ironic half smile flirting with his lips, as though he found her dilemma amusing. Instead of thinking about her next move, she registered his thick, dirty-blond hair, a little too long, just the way she’d remembered it. It flopped across his brow and touched the collar of his shirt. She felt an irrational desire to push it away from his eyes, as though he was a small child in need of tidying up.

But Josh Cooper wasn’t a child, she reminded herself. He was a dangerously attractive man. She had every reason to think the worst of him, but it seemed she might also have to work with him. Hazel eyes flecked with silver projected annoyance and a superior kind of smug satisfaction that infuriated her. Even so, she was obliged to swallow several times, wondering why her body felt so alive. Why her nipples should tighten and her pussy moisten while crossing swords with a man she actively disliked was a total mystery. It was insanity in its purest form.

“Since you both appear to have been struck dumb,” the other man said, “I’ll introduce myself. I’m Rex Moore, Josh’s business partner. And you, presumably, are Ellie Kirkwood.” Rex stuck out his hand. “Pleased to meet you.”

Ellie took his hand. His long fingers closed about hers, and her sensitized body sizzled with awareness. “Yes, I’m Ellie,” she said shortly, imagining that her face must be washed with color, playing havoc with her freckles. It always happened when she got mad, and right now she literally burned with anger.

“Well, now that we’re all acquainted, why don’t we sit down and talk about this?” Rex suggested. “Whatever this is.”
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ADULT EXCERPT

“Hands above your head, sweetheart.” He shackled her hands and then produced a blindfold. “If you can’t touch or see,” he explained, “your other senses will be greatly enhanced.”

“They feel pretty enhanced already,” she said, making no further objection when he placed the blindfold over her eyes.

“Hardly. To coin a phrase, you ain’t felt nothing yet. Anticipation is the key.”

When she could no longer see what he intended to do, Josh brought a slim vibrator into play. Instead of inserting it in her cunt, he turned it on to a low setting and ran it so gently over her body that she probably wondered what he was touching her with. As it lingered over her nipples, she tensed and then expelled a frustrated sigh. Tantalizing her with the vibrator on one side, he applied his lips to her other nipple and sucked it deep into his mouth, nipping gently at the solid peak. This time she reacted by lifting her hips, as though that would force her breasts further into his mouth. Josh knew that wasn’t what she really wanted. She was becoming increasingly desperate for him to give attention to her sodden pussy. So far he’d only touched it when he spanked her, and he intended for it to remain that way for the time being. This was simply too good to be rushed.

Josh moved the vibrator teasingly across Ellie’s flat stomach and at the same time blew gently on her pubic bone. She screamed.

“I need to come, Josh.” She rubbed her thighs together and twisted what he could see of her features into an agonized scowl. “I’m going crazy here.”

He tapped her outer thighs gently and they immediately parted. “You get to come only when I say you can.”

She made a sound that was a cross between a moan and a giggle. “It was worth a try.”

Josh pushed her legs wider apart and lowered his head. With provoking intent to discover her limits, he sucked on the lips of her pussy, drinking in her freely flowing juices as the tip of his tongue found her clit. It was too much for her, and she thrust her hips upward, screaming his name.

“Josh, I can’t hold it. Shit, I’m gonna—”

Further words became superfluous as she bucked her hips against his mouth and climaxed into it. He sucked the orgasm out of her, pleased to discover that she was uninhibited about her needs. Her body continued to spasm for some time after he removed his lips from her pussy, and a specious smile graced her lips.

“Sorry,” she said in a small voice. “You pushed me too far.”

“I got that part,” he said, grinning inanely. “Now it’s my turn.”

He briefly considered getting her to suck him for a while but dismissed the idea. He’d been told many times that he had iron control in such situations, but right now Ellie had got him in such a state that he wasn’t prepared to put that theory to the test. He reached for a condom, tore the packet open with his teeth, and rolled it down his length. Then he maneuvered into a position above her, supporting his weight on his elbows. The tip of his prick nudged at her cunt, and once again her mobile hips rose up to offer him ingress. He no longer had sufficient control over his own reactions to chastise her for hers.

“Wrap your legs around my waist, honey,” he said gruffly.

As soon as she had done so, he sank into her, and they sighed with shared pleasure. He was big and thick, and her cunt was so goddamned tight that he almost lost it then and there, before he’d even gotten all the way in. How gauche would that seem? She closed about him, welcoming him inside like they’d performed this dance a thousand times before.

“You feel that, babe?” he asked breathlessly. “It’s just amazing.”

“Yes, I feel it. You’re splitting me in two.”

“I’m hurting you?” He made to withdraw, but her legs tightened around his waist and kept him in place.

“No, you’re just filling me, which is what I need. Fuck me, Josh. I need to feel you fuck me hard. Don’t treat me gently.”

“Music to my ears.” Josh slammed himself all the way home. He’d forgotten to ask her if she minded it rough. He’d obviously been right to assume that she didn’t. “Let me fill you. Tell me how it feels.”

“You’re right about the hands and blindfold,” she said, panting as she lifted her hips to keep pace with the increasing tempo of his thrusts. “Even my sense of smell is enhanced.”

“Uh-huh.”

“In a good way,” she said, giggling. “I shall always associate the aroma of sex with you from now on.”

“You make this sound like a one-off.”

“Stop talking and save your energy to fuck me,” she said on an anguished sigh.

Nice change of subject, Josh thought, but he didn’t have time to dwell upon it. His own climax was building, and he needed to get this show on the road. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it beneath her buttocks.

“Legs around my neck,” he said harshly. “I need to get deeper.”

She didn’t hesitate to comply, leaving her ass clear of the bed for Josh to spank. He did so, timing the blows to coincide with his thrusts. Her breathing deepened, as did her willingness to meet his thrusts halfway.

Ellie was a natural sub.

He felt her close the walls of her vagina around him and decided not to make her wait, mainly because he was so damned close himself.

“Let it go, babe,” he said encouragingly. “Come for me.”

“I am. I’m so close, Josh, I can’t hold it back any longer.”

“No need. Feel my cock fucking you. Feel how big you’ve made me and ride it for all it’s worth.”
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Sunday, September 10, 2017

Selling Selena by Emma Haven- He Tries To Fight The Desire To Claim Her #RomanceNovel #BDSM



Blurb

As the host of the infamous Circle Room by night, Josh Preston feels like he has his compartmentalized life neatly in his rigid control until one night his young charge, Selena, volunteers to be the bound plaything of the rich and powerful men in the exclusive private playroom.

Selena finds herself bound and on display in a room full of wealthy males eager to open her up to experiences that she has only dreamed about while Josh struggles with his responsibility towards the male guests of the playroom and his growing desire to claim Selena for his own.

As the night spins outside of Josh and Selena’s control and secret feelings and desires and relationships long hidden are exposed, can their relationship survive selling Selena?
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Saturday, September 9, 2017

Stirring Up Glory by Kacey Hammell-Passions Are Stirred Up In Ways Neither Of Them Can Ignore #RomanceNovel #MF

She's not the one he wants...



Blurb

Drew McKenna is obsessed with the woman who saved his family’s business. She's the last woman he should want, but his dreams are flooded with the sultry, curvy woman who gets under his skin. Can he resist giving into his desire to have the gorgeous woman under him?

But she is the one he needs...

Glory Pierce gave up on Drew the second he flung vicious insults her way. The harder she tries to forget how deep those scars run, however, the more he invades her thoughts. When tragedy strikes, Glory is forced to put aside her anger and work with the man she despises. But as they mix business with pleasure, the heat between them reaches fever pitch, secrets are revealed, and passions are stirred up in ways neither of them can ignore.
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Friday, September 8, 2017

Elliot's Heart Song by Lynn Stark-Inspite Of The Curse That Tries To Separate Them They Are His Mates And He Will Not Leave Them #RomanceNovel #MMM


[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, with fantasy elements, shape-shifters, HEA]


Blurb

Elliot learned a lot about the world around him after visiting his brother Sam on the farm where he lived with his mates. Humans weren’t alone. It was both shocking and amazing. There were all sorts of beings, including six gargoyles, brothers who had once been men. Cursed, they were destined to live the rest of eternity as creatures that only lived in darkness. Two of the gargoyles were his mates, his loves, and he was determined that Francois and David not give up hope that they could be men once again.

Living the cursed life of a gargoyle for centuries, Francois and David had never held any hope of the spell being broken and becoming men again. They live and die each and every day. Though they accept the fact that they have a mate, they refuse to complete the mating with the handsome human. Elliot deserves more than they can give him.

A Siren Erotic Romance
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STORY EXCERPT

“Thanks, Sam!” Elliot told his brother as he prepared to get out of the truck.

“No problem,” Sam returned. “Come over and see the kids later.”

“Will do.” He loved his niece and nephew, though it had taken some time to get used to them being dragon shifters. It was more than a little weird. Yep, it was like a ten on the weird-o-meter, he thought with a smile.

Jumping down out of his brother’s truck, Elliot hurried toward the community building where he, Francois, and David would have supper with everyone else. While there would be food available there, many of the people living on the farm enjoying having a meal together every day, Elliot had gone into town for Tex-Mex. His gargoyle mates loved it, as did he. It was a simple thing, but something they shared in common.

Elliot hurried to get everything ready. The sun was beginning to set, a moment in time when his two mates would be released until dawn. They would have the night to be together, to talk, to hold hands, and be close. Though they were mates, the gargoyles had refused to complete the bond between them.

Being human, Elliot was still learning about the paranormals living on the farm. It was all very complicated and confusing, but he sorted out what he needed to know as it pertained to his particular situation.

The two gargoyles, along with their four brothers, had once been men. Though they remembered very little before the moment they had been cursed and changed into gargoyles, they did remember being mercenaries and fighting for a French baron, a man known for his cruelty and greed. He was power hungry, which was why he went to the expense of hiring mercenaries. Elliot didn’t like the idea of his mates having been equally cruel, willing to kill for money. But he understood it had been a very different time, and he wouldn’t judge them. At some time during their service to this baron they had been cursed by a very powerful witch or wizard, but that was where their memories became very cloudy. They had awakened one night to discover that they were in England, placed on the walls of a castle, bound to it and the man ruling it. They had remained there for nearly a thousand years, trapped until a clever caretaker realized that he could free them. As a descendant of the original master of the castle, he could release them from the spell which bound them to the castle. He had searched the Internet for months, tracing the history through the centuries of a man they had once known. He had finally discovered where Ian MacLauchlan lived. The gargoyles were then packed up and shipped to the United States from England, a huge surprise for Ian when they arrived without warning.

Elliot finished setting out everything at the large wooden table and stools made specifically for the heavy gargoyles. Then he was hurrying outside to wait for his mates. Anticipation wasn’t enough to ease the ache he felt deep inside his chest. It had been over a year since he had come to the farm and discovered an entirely new world, as well as his mates. The moment he had learned about mates, Elliot felt as if he had finally found happiness. It wasn’t something he had known at home, with his family. His brothers were okay, but their parents really had no business having children. They weren’t the worst, but they sure lacked any natural ability to parent. Elliot was grateful he and his brothers were all of age. Francois and David had let him know from the beginning that he was very important to them. They had also promised to cherish him above all others for the rest of eternity. While that was a good thing in Elliot’s book, there was one big catch. He wouldn’t be sharing an eternity with them, because they refused to bond with him until the curse was broken and they returned to their human form.

When the sunlight touched the top of the trees in the distance, Elliot ran to where Francois was perched on a carved stone base. David was only about a hundred feet away. They and their brothers helped to guard the farm at night. Though nothing funky had happened in a while, crazy witches and wizards trying to kill people, with the paranormal world as strange as it was, he doubted it would be peaceful for long.

His heart pounded in his chest as he watched his mates transform from cold, unyielding stone to warm, flesh and blood gargoyles. Though they were rather hideous to look upon, he saw beyond the oddly formed features and blood-red eyes. When he looked at them he could see the love they had for him. He felt it when they touched him or held him close.

Elliot ran and threw himself into Francois’s powerful arms. Though they had very long claws neither gargoyle had put so much as a scratch on him. He wrapped his arms around Francois’s neck, hugging him tightly. When David joined them Elliot moved into his arms, giving him the same loving greeting as he had given Francois. A sigh escaped him as he rubbed his cheek on the warm, velvety skin.

Dropping down to the ground, Elliot smiled up at his mates. “After I got off work, I stopped and got us Tex-Mex for supper and two gallons of root beer.”
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ADULT EXCERPT

Watching Elliot prepare his body for their mating was nearly enough to make David drool. It was an amazing sight. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been with another, though he had vague memories of their being lovers over the centuries. There were men and women drawn to them, eager to couple with a beast, entertaining their dark desires.

That was not Elliot’s motivation. He was not drawn to them because they were odd, misshapen creatures with tortured souls. All Elliot saw were two mates, beings given to him to love for an eternity.

Uncovering his groin, David let the leather loincloth drop to the floor. He kicked it away and grabbed the base of his cock. He did chuckle when Elliot caught sight of it as he looked over his shoulder. While he had the unnatural body of a gargoyle, his cock appeared to belong to that of a human. It was long, thick, and was more pinkish flesh rather than the gray of his body. The head was a dark red, and flared, the small slit leaking a rivulet of pre-cum. Grabbing the bottle of lube, David smeared a generous amount on his length. His heart pounded as he stepped forward and touched the head of his cock to the twitching opening.

Pushing in, David held his breath, knowing they would soon learn if Elliot’s hopes were real. While he had his own hopes, he tempered them with the disappointment of a thousand years of reality. He doubted the end of the curse could be as simple as bonding with his mate, but there was a chance he was wrong.

Elliot’s whimpers of pleasure grew louder as David bottomed out, their balls slapping together, ending his dark thoughts. The trembling in his mate’s body made him forget all else but the joining of their bodies. Sliding his hands around the narrow hips, he admired the small, rounded mounds of Elliot’s buttocks and the place between where his cock was withdrawing slowly. Elliot whimpered again and wiggled his ass, obviously eager for more.

“Please, David, I want you to fuck my ass,” Elliot begged. “I need it. I need to feel you moving inside me.”

“Oh, I will be doing more than that, little one,” David promised, his voice rougher than was normal. “I will take you up to see the stars without leaving this room.”

“I hear a lot of talk. Not feeling a whole lot of action.”

Francois chuckled. “All I am hearing is…what do you call it, a smart mouth? I can take care of that.”

With a little rearranging, Francois was able to place himself in front of Elliot. A moment later, with his hand cupping the back of their mate’s head, he was feeding his rigid flesh into an eager mouth. The sight caused David’s balls to draw up close to his body. His hands tightened once more as he began to fuck Elliot’s tight asshole, watching as Francois fucked his mouth. The duel pleasures swept through David as he thrust and withdrew, pegging Elliot’s sensitive gland, and the hot silken channel stroking his cock. He let go of one hip so he could stroke the soft skin covering his mate’s body. He touched it with wonder, comparing his clawed hand to the beauty of the creamy skin.

David wanted nothing more than to be a man once more. No matter what they had done, if they had done anything at all to deserve such a curse, certainly they deserved to live as men now?

Francois coming down Elliot’s throat refocused David’s attention. He felt his own balls tighten, warning him he did not have long before he found his own pleasure. Heat swept over him, taking him closer to the edge. Elliot was begging him now, clawing at the bedcovers, as he seemingly tried to escape. David laughed and reached beneath Elliot as he leaned over him, covering his back. Curling his fingers around his mate’s cock, he began stroking it vigorously, matching the thrusts of his cock into Elliot’s ass.
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Thursday, September 7, 2017

First Beast by Faye Avalon-Lies Threaten To Destroy Their Bond But They Won't Let It #RomanceNovel #Shifter #Menage

To protect his pack, he must guard his heart.




Blurb

Lost on Bodmin Moor, Talia Summers shared an intense connection with a black panther that materialized out of the night. Years later, Talia returns to the moor in search of that magnificent beast and instead finds a man leading a covert clan of shape shifters. But the connection she felt is missing—until a stranger steps into her shower.

Back to claim his rightful place, Caleb McLeod’s fierce attraction to his half-brother’s female is tempered by the fact she’s both a human and a journalist. He’ll not have the survival of his people jeopardized by a human female who continually pushes the boundaries of pack rules. His solution? Mate with her. Control her. And if his brother doesn’t like it, they’ll simply have to share. For now.

But suspicion and lies threaten the growing bond between Talia and Caleb, and the past has a way of catching up. A way of destroying the bridge built between two worlds…between two hearts.
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Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Alien Commander by Sadie Carter-Protecting and Loving Her Becomes His Top Priority #RomanceNovel #Scifi

She’s not searching for a mate, just a place to feel safe…




Blurb

Sophie came to Zerconia under false pretences. She doesn’t want a mate. She has crap judgement in men. And really, what does she need a man for?

Mind-blowing orgasms? She’ll buy a vibrator.

Someone to take care of any creepy-crawlies? She’ll get a really good buy spray.

The feeling of protection and safety that comes from being held in a man’s strong arms? Okay, that might be a bit harder to find, but Sophie has never known that sort of protection before anyway. Her father abandoned her as a child, and her last boyfriend was an asshole who used her for sex.
Nope, she doesn’t need a man.

Even sexy, gorgeous, oh-so-serious Toriq with his huge muscles and his careful, quiet nature. All right, so she needed someone to fantasize and he was every fantasy come to life.

Toriq lives in the shadow of his father’s memory. He keeps a distance from most people, especially tiny human females, knowing they must fear his size. But staying away from Sophie is more difficult than he anticipated. Particularly when she finds herself in trouble.

Protecting the tiny blonde female suddenly becomes his top priority. Even if that means protecting her from himself.
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Monday, September 4, 2017

The School Teacher by Dixie Lynn Justice-Their Love Overcame Her Fear #RomanceNovel #Military #Menage





[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Contemporary Menage Romantic Suspense, M/F/M/M/M, HEA]


Blurb

Mercy is trying to move on after being betrayed and abused by not only the man she loved but also her own family. It isn't easy moving on, and being a school teacher, pretending to be so shy when really she is scared and has lost that independent, self-confident woman she used to be. Mercy even raced cars and did crazy stunts for her dad's racing team. All her experience and knowledge remains hidden. Why? Fear. It runs her life and keeps her from getting close to anyone, even feeling an attraction. Her battle wounds run too deep, and her past could come back to find her at any time.

All she can do is wait.

Scout, Breaker, Lux, and Fort are four members of Sons Of Justice, plus friends with Mercy's brother, and they've set their eyes on the sexy, gorgeous school teacher. She's resistant, but the connection is strong and deep and eventually they break down the walls she has put up and help her to feel empowered once again. The last thing they expected was trouble to arrive, and to lose the one woman they ever loved together. 

Note: This book contains triple penetration.

A Siren Erotic Romance

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STORY EXCERPT 

Breaker watched Mercy run along the path before heading east instead of south. Where the hell was she going? He was on his way to do a training with a group of men, but he sent a text message to Lux, Fort, and Scout. One of them should see where she headed. All that was over that way was the construction they were doing on the race pit for the upcoming two-week event. A bunch of the guys were participating in the races, and this year was going to be pretty dangerous. But that was how these men liked it. The greater the danger and adrenaline rush, the better it was.

He was feeling a little antsy himself, and burning off some steam would definitely be good for him today. He would also do a bit of shooting at the range later on, as it seemed a mission could be coming up any day now. There was talk with him and Spartan about a situation in Costa Rica that could need some handling. Lately, there had been several delicate situations to handle and many teams from Sons of Justice were sent out, including Reeves, Flint, Big John, and Tiny, who had to handle a controversial invasion of a small town in Afghanistan. He felt uneasy with thoughts of the Middle East. He and the team had spent plenty of time there over the years. Most of their training, and experiences in both hand-to-hand combat and weaponry were developed over there. Their specific team was sent into situations in the dark of night, or the midst of sandstorms to eliminate full enemy forces by catching them by surprise.

He, Scout, Lux, and Fort had done more dangerous shit than he personally cared to remember. In fact, those experiences are what landed them in their positions here with Sons of Justice. Eventually, they hoped to transition to a more domesticated, civilian job with the organization that would have them handling situations on US soil instead of abroad. They were in their thirties with plenty more years of active duty in their systems, yet recently their ideas for their future—which was basically wondering what the next mission was—now went to wondering if they could pursue a relationship with Channing’s sister, Mercy? Would it be fair, never mind smart, to get involved with her, and ask that she be their woman? He wasn’t too sure he could handle it himself, and knowing his brothers in arms had his back helped. Ignoring the attraction and the protectiveness they instantly had for Mercy was getting more and more difficult to ignore. Especially as men constantly asked the sheriff or Spartan and John for guardianship of her. That just pissed him off entirely. When she arrived in town, she did so discretely, and with Channing’s assistance. Breaker and his team just so happened to be meeting with Spartan and John over a training schedule when she first arrived, and boy did that first impression affect them.

He hadn’t wanted to admit that instant attraction he felt, and a curiosity of who she was, what type of person, and where she came from. The more he spoke with Channing, the more he understood that she came from a dangerous situation, and though he wasn’t sure what happened, he knew her family life was unstable. That concern and protectiveness grew stronger. Day in and day out, he and his team wound up in the same places as Mercy, and soon took over watching her, making sure that she was safe, and telling Channing they had her back. It worked out well, especially when Channing and his team, Philippe, Bubba, and Thor needed to head out for missions.

Then, when Cherokee was abducted that night a few weeks ago, and wound up being abducted while her and Mercy were in the haunted house, his concern for her well-being grew immensely. When he, Scout, Fort, and Lux held her close and watched over her as she cried with concern over Cherokee missing and then Cherokee in the hospital recovering, he knew he wanted her as his woman. So did his men. They all agreed it would be complicated, but could be well worth it. They continued to go round and round, and Mercy continued to resist their efforts of getting closer to her. In fact, when they held her close, kissed her head and shoulders as they watched Cherokee sleeping in the hospital bed, she let down her defenses and allowed them to hold her. But soon after, she pushed them away. Two whole weeks of Mercy avoiding coming close to him and the team. Perhaps they read her wrong and she didn’t feel what they felt. He shook his head.

She felt the attraction, but was fighting it. Why? Did it have to do with her past and where she came from? Channing did say that their parents weren’t good people and that they hurt her. How so? He wanted to know. He wanted to protect her, but she just wasn’t accepting them. His worry about her off running on her own heightened. He thought about looking for her as he headed toward the training buildings, glancing one more time in the direction Mercy had jogged off to. He couldn’t go looking, he had the training to do, and she wasn’t his woman. Not yet, anyway. His phone went off and he read the text.

“We got it. We’ll watch over her.”
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ADULT EXCERPT 

Breaker couldn’t be any happier than he was right now in this moment. Mercy accepted their guardianship of her. She was their woman, and every bit more of them she accepted, the closer they would get. She let down her guard for them, and they would not let her down or hurt her in any way.

As she bobbed her head up and down, sucking on Fort’s cock, Breaker slid fingers into her pussy and thrust them faster and faster. He then slid the cream up over her anus and licked along the tiny bud making her moan.

“Fuck. Oh God, Mercy. Mercy,” Fort exclaimed and came. She bobbed her head faster, swallowing him down.

“That was beautiful,” Lux said, lying on the bed, naked and stroking his cock.

“Oh God, Lux. Breaker,” she said and lowered her head.

Breaker caressed her back and shoulder as he thrust fingers into her cunt.

“More Mercy?” he asked her before he suckled her neck.

“Yes. Oh please, Breaker. It all feels good and perfect. I’m not scared. I’m not, Breaker,” she said and moaned and rocked her hips to his finger thrusts.

Fort cupped her cheeks.

“You’ll let us make love to you? Possess this body and make you our woman tonight?” Fort asked.

“Yes. Yes I want to. I want to and I know you won’t hurt me.”

“Are you sure?” Lux asked.

“Very sure,” she whispered.

Breaker locked gazes with Lux, who nodded and then kissed her. He released her lips and moved to the side, and Breaker lifted her up, turned her around and laid her on her back. He pressed between her legs. He was fully naked, dick hard and moving between them. She looked down.

“My God, Breaker, you’re so big. All four of you are. Jesus,” she whispered.

He smirked.

“I’ll fit. We all will, because this is meant to be,” he told her and cupped her cheek.

Breaker looked at her body. At her full, large breasts, and the red love bites along them. He took in how tight, hard, and aroused her nipples were. He eyed over her taunt belly, the belly ring, and then to her glistening cunt.

“Tell me again you want me, you want us,” he said and lowered down to kiss her shoulder.

“I want you, Breaker. Inside of me, making love to me, healing me. I want all four of you,” she said and ran her palms up over his shoulders, her touch singing against his skin and penetrating to his heart. He fucking loved her already. Holy shit.

He tightened up, aligned his cock with her pussy, and held her gaze.

“At your pace,” he said and felt the torture of not sinking right in and claiming her.

“No, at yours, Breaker. I need so badly it burns inside. Make love to me. Make me your woman. Show me how possessive you are, and how deeply you want me to belong to you,” she said, and that was it. He couldn’t hold back. He gripped her hips and eased his cock deeper and deeper.

“Oh,” she moaned, tilting her head back. He ran a palm up over her breast to her neck and shoulder, and slid all the way into her tight, wet channel. They both exhaled, and then it was on. He pulled back and thrust into her hard and deep. Her lips parted, her eyes held his gaze, and he kept that one possessive hold on her shoulder and neck while the other gripped her hip. He thrust again and again. Her breasts bounced and swayed, her moans filled the room as he moved faster and faster.

“Yes, Breaker. Yes, oh God, I feel it. Oh!” she cried out and came.

“Mine. You’re mine now, Mercy, and I will protect you and love you with my life,” he exclaimed and thrust faster and faster until he came with a roar.

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she cried. He lowered over her and cupped her cheeks.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, concerned.

“No, you’re healing me, Breaker. I feel the connection, the power of this bond. Do you?” she asked.

“Hell yeah, and my brothers do, too. You okay for more?”

“Together. One after the next. I want all of you tonight,” she said. He kissed her lips and eased from her pussy. Lux took his place.
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