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Spotlight on Malia Mallory: His Passion, Her Temptation


Today we’re thrilled to welcome Malia Mallory, whose books are always a great read! She’s here to tell us about her latest release.

His Passion, Her Temptation by Malia Mallory

I’m very excited about my new release, His Passion, Her Temptation, which is the fourth book in the Dominating BDSM Billionaires Series.

His Need, Her Desire (Book 1) is currently free at most online retailers. 

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His Desire, Her Surrender (Book 2) hit bestseller lists in the United States, United Kingdom, Canada and Australia. Her Wish, His Command (Book 3) released in June.

BLURB

Granger Pharma executive Monica Granger is hiding her relationship from her family. She has to. Her lover is the son of her father’s biggest business rival. Ben Coron is more than Monica can resist; he’s everything she’s ever wanted—including dominant in bed.

But when Coron Health makes a play for Granger Pharma, Monica’s relationship—and her life—blow wide open. She loses her job, and her family rejects her. Someone’s stealing Granger’s vital trade secrets, and worse, Monica’s brother is dodging attempts on his life.

Their passion is too strong to keep Monica and Ben apart for long. They must thwart the takeover and heal the rift between their families. If they don’t, they’ll never trust one another enough to pursue the dominance and submission they both need.

EXCERPT

“So, do you want to eat now … or later?” Monica’s smile turned seductive.

“Well, I think I might need you first.” His hand reached to touch the silkiness of her hair.

“I agree. Food can wait.” Monica pulled his head down and kissed him, greedy to taste his lips.

Without breaking the kiss, Ben guided her out of the hallway into the living room.

Monica slipped her finger under the edge of his collar. “You know, it doesn’t seem fair that you get to call all the shots.”

“Oh? I call all the shots?” Ben’s hands roamed to her rear and squeezed.

“Yes … you decide when and how …” Monica licked the edge of his lip.

“One, that isn’t quite true, and two, I haven’t heard you complaining.” He gave her a playful pinch on the ass.

“Oh no, I’m not complaining.” Her hand moved to the front of his pants, cupping him.

“Then what?” His hands slid down to the back of her thighs.

“I thought it might be fun to … try a little something else.” She rubbed him through the fabric of his pants.

“What did you have in mind?” Ben swept his hands up her back and tangled his fingers in her hair.

Monica tilted her head back. “Do you recall that night before I left for Hawaii?”

“I do believe it is burned into my memory.”

“Sometimes I wonder if it wouldn’t be interesting to reverse things.” Monica observed his face for a reaction.

“Reverse things?”

“Oh yes.” Her finger laid a trail down the front of his chest. “You,” she poked him gently, “would do as I say.”

“I see. Are you finding you have a dominant streak?” he teased.

“I’m not sure, but I have a desire to find out.” The thought of taking charge appealed to Monica, not all the time, but perhaps occasionally.

Ben smiled. “That sounds … enticing.”

“I hoped you’d think so.” Monica walked around him, patting his ass with her palm.

“How would you start?”

“I’d tell you to disrobe for my viewing pleasure.” Monica enjoyed looking at the hard planes of Ben’s body, so different from her own curves.

“Shall I?”

“Oh, yes.” Monica crossed the few steps to the seating area and settled herself into an upholstered chair.

Ben approached Monica and then turned his back toward her. He loosened his tie and pulled it free, tossing it over his shoulder in Monica’s direction before unbuttoning his shirt and letting the fabric fall to the floor. He turned slightly and caught her eye. Monica flushed under his wicked gaze.

BUY LINKS

His Passion, Her Temptation is available for preview and purchase at the following online retailers.

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INSATIABLE READS BOOK TOUR 

This month I’m part of the Insatiable Reads Book Tour, where the hottest authors in romance debut their sizzling new reads! We’re touring the web and awarding prizes the whole month of July.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Malia Mallory lives in Hawaii with her husband and daughter. She’s been working with words since alphabet blocks rolled into her crib, not only writing her own work but copy editing and proofreading the work of others. She has loved to read about relationships since she first sneaked off with her mother’s Harlequin.

Malia Mallory is the best-selling author of The ABCs of Erotica series, which covers the erotic spectrum from BDSM to ménage and everything in between. More releases in the series are on the way. She has also released the Mia’s Cop Craving series and Santa’s Backdoor Baby. Malia’s books have hit the bestselling erotica lists at both Amazon and iTunes. Her books are available in electronic format at major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, Kobo, Sony, Diesel, Smashwords and AllRomance Books.

For a free copy of B is for Beach from The ABCs of Erotica, head to her website and sign up for the newsletter.

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Featured Book: Suspiciously Obedient, by Julia Kent


From USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent comes the second book in her “Obedient” trilogy:

AFTER A BILLION PEOPLE WATCH YOU MAKE LOVE, WHERE DO YOU HIDE?

A fake persona with very real emotions…

As “Matt Jones,” CEO playboy Michael Bournham has just stumbled into his wildest dream and worst nightmare while playing a middle-management employee role for a reality television stunt. Getting caught making love with his administrative assistant, Lydia Charles, on camera let unscrupulous Hollywood producers blackmail him before launching the video on YouTube. Fired from his job and ridiculed on social media, Mike needs to hit “reboot” on his life. Hiding Lydia away in Iceland with a made-up job, he sends his best friend Jeremy to watch over her. Meanwhile, he disguises himself once more and booked a cabin at Lydia’s family’s campground in Maine, to immerse himself in her world.

A best friend with deeper intentions…

After more than a decade of world travel and hedonistic fun, dot-com millionaire Jeremy wants more out of his friendship with Mike, but more than that – he wants Lydia. Struck by her beauty and essence, he follows Mike’s order and obeys, courting her with a friendship that quickly becomes a deeper bond, charged by Lydia’s fantasies about him – and Mike. Unable to resist, he becomes her confidante and bedmate, helping her to come to grips with her impulsive decisions and to find her way back home to Maine.

A woman torn by desire…

Lydia accepts the move to Iceland to become the Director of Communications for European Operations not realizing it’s a sham position Michael Bournham created to help hide her from the firestorm of the viral sex tape. Living in a new country should be fun, but side glances and whispers from her new Icelandic employees dig at her. Ignored by her new boss at Bournham Industries, Lydia’s disenchantment with her bold move is softened only by Jeremy’s appearance. Wild and loose, he fills a void in her life – and soon fills her bed.

When she decides there’s no place like home, the new couple embarks for her family’s campground – and Jeremy’s suspicious obedience will be revealed.

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AUTHOR BIO

USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent turned to writing romance novels after learning that she could not work as a fighter pilot because her fear of flying disqualified her. Turning to her second love, she became a dog groomer, but had to abandon that job after adopting too many strays. Writing about very real, very flawed people is a natural extension of her life and, well, her. She lives on the east coast with her partner, two small children, seventeen dogs that weigh less than fifteen pounds each, and a monthly consumption of Nutella, brie and french bread that makes cardiologists cringe.

She is originally from Ohio.

She loves to hear from her readers by email at [email protected], on Twitter @jkentauthor, and on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/julia.kent.100. Visit my blog at http://jkentauthor.blogspot.com

 

 

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Candy Knight on Tour


Hi Adriana, thank you so much for letting me visit. I’m very excited to drop by on my first blog tour.

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I’ll start by telling everyone a little about myself. I was born in a quintessential village hidden in the green rolling hills in the Surrey downs, just south of London, in the era when “gay” meant happy and magazine models were not airbrushed beyond all recognition.

My father was the local gents’ hairdresser so we knew everyone and everyone knew us, but I was a lonely child. My parents had me late in life and my sister and brother had already left home by the time I was born. In addition, my mother suffered poor health, which left her unable to care for me, so my father and I were very close. I think he would be horrified to know that I now write erotic fiction – well some of it is fiction, but most of it comes from my real life experiences. However, I know he would forgive me taking my life in this new and exciting direction because, like most fathers, he forgave nearly all of my misdemeanours ;-)

When I write I want to immerse you in the characters and I am confident that I have achieved that in this book.

As well as being busy with this book tour and blitz tour, I am currently working on the first book in an erotic paranormal trilogy. The idea comes from my own experiments with astral projection and out-of-body experiences. The main character, Becky, is an astral planing voyeur. She uses the technique to satisfy her sexual desires and she becomes so accomplished that she is able to possess another person’s body. She wreaks a terrible revenge after being betrayed by someone she trusts. I think it is very different and I hope the readers will enjoy its unorthodox approach.

Excerpt

This excerpt is from the fifth story in the Ultimate Gift anthology, Rumour Has It.

‘Would you like another drink?’ Tim asked.

‘Yes, but I insist on paying, to make up for “Watergate”.’ I gave him my most dazzling smile as I tossed my long curly red hair over my shoulder in a way that I had practised to look feminine and sexy.

Tim laughed and I felt that warm chocolate voice caress me, relishing the sensation.

‘Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad and if it hadn’t happened we probably wouldn’t be here now.’

‘Oh yes we would,’ I thought, ‘It would have just taken me a little longer.’ I smiled up at him. Rumours at work purported that Tim was quite a stud and I had every intention of challenging the theory.

As he reached for my glass our hands touched and carnal energy shot through my arm like electricity. I snatched my hand away as though I had been burnt. I had not felt such a physical connection with anyone before.

‘Are you OK?’ he asked.

Flustered I replied. ‘Yes fine. Hurry with that drink, all this talking has made me thirsty.’

Tim was so considerate and attentive I felt as though I had known him for years, sex just oozed from him. Watching him at the bar I  imagined running my hands over his bare back and that lusciously muscular butt. It was obvious that he was as attracted to me as I was to him.

When he came back he took a seat next to me ignoring the chair opposite that he had originally occupied when we first came into the bar.

‘So, tell me more. You’ve told me about the job but what about your personal life? Do you have a girlfriend or wife?’

‘No, I am not married. Single, free as a bird.’

Tim moved closer and put his hand on my knee. I wasn’t objecting, I been desperate to get into his pants from the first moment I saw him. I adjusted the way I was sitting so that the inside of my leg was more available to his strong firm hand.

I felt so relaxed and had already made up my mind that I wasn’t spending tonight alone.

Blurb and buy links

Ultimate Gift

Elizabeth needs a stiff drink and a hug from her friend after spending six torturous hours in the car with David. On their arrival they meet two stunning guests; the smoking-hot porn star, Suzy, and the dark enigmatic Toby. As the evening progresses inhibitions relax and sexual tensions start to rise. Could this diversion be just what they need to spice up their humdrum marriage or will it go too far?

Dream Surfer

Layne has a passion for impromptu sex in the open air. Her sporting accident prevents her from joining her lover in the surf and he leaves her sunbathing on the secluded beach. As the sun beats down on her near-naked body, her mind starts to drift to the inevitable passion she will share with her lover when he returns cool from the sea to soothe the heat from her body.

Lapping It Up

Married for eighteen years, frustrated housewife Trudy lusts after the passion she once shared with her husband. Recognising that something drastic has to be done, she asks her best friend to help. At first Dawn is flabbergasted by Trudy’s disclosure but agrees to work with her to plan a passionate evening that their husbands will not forget. Will they discover new appetites for their husbands or for each other?

Disciplining Jayne

Jayne fantasises about having sex with a stranger in uniform, just thinking about it makes her hot and wet. She arranges a birthday treat for herself, a night of passion to fulfil her dream. She gives very explicit instructions for the evening’s entertainment. However, her handsome escort has other ideas.

Rumour Has It

The mysterious Kate meets her perfect man when she spills water over his impeccably polished shoes. Tim instantly falls for the striking red-head and spends the nights fulfilling her every need until an unexpected phone call reveals Kate’s secret. Will the revelation rip them apart? Or will lust really overcome?

Unintentional Mistress

Bethany meets Max at a Christmas party and their mutual desire cannot be controlled. Events take an unexpected turn when Bethany discovers that she’s the ‘other women’. She knows that she should walk away, but can she bring herself to leave the sexually-charged Max? Or will she stay and have her heart torn apart?

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Author bio and links

When Candy Knight gets home from work she cannot wait to start typing. Busy wife and mother she enjoys writing sensitive and erotic stories that will make women wet and men hard.

Candy has a wicked sense of humour, she likes to drink wine, ride her road bike, called Giselle, and laugh, but not always in that order.

Inspired by the positive comments and feedback she received whilst attending an erotic/creative writing course she decided to continue to apply what she had learned. Striving to write what she refers to as ‘decent filth’, she is so driven to achieve her erotic writing passion that she has given up two days a week ‘paid’ work in order to follow her dream.

As well as releasing her first anthology ‘Ultimate Gift’, Candy has also completed the first of three erotic paranormal voyeur stories from the ‘Flight’ series.

Candy’s work is strictly for adults who want to unwind at the end of the day and get hard and wet. So pour a glass of wine and enjoy this writer’s work.

For more information on Candy, click the links below:

Website: www.candyknight.com
Blog: www.candyknight.com/candys-blog/
Twitter: @candyknight69
Facebook: www.facebook.com/candy.knight.75

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For the month July if you purchase a copy of ‘Ultimate Gift’ from Smashwords using promotional code HP44Z you’ll received a 50% saving! Enter the promo code at the checkout.

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Annabeth Leong on Tour ~ Five Ways to have Werewolf Sex


Five Ways to Have Werewolf Sex By Annabeth Leong

Thanks so much for kicking off this blog tour! I love the “Stay Sexy” series you guys do, so I wanted to offer something on a similar theme. Hence, my tips on how to have werewolf sex in the comfort of your own home.

When I close my eyes and summon the phrase “werewolf sex,” I’m flooded with sensory details. Growls, crunching leaves, the smells of tree bark and damp earth, claws tearing, and teeth snapping. To me, werewolf sex is primal, unbridled, and passionate.

Maybe it helps to be supernatural, but I don’t believe a couple has to be able to grow fur and fangs to experience that sort of primal passion. Really, I think werewolf sex is about letting go of inhibitions and going for it. In that spirit, here are five suggestions for how to let loose.

1. Get a little rough

The werewolf characters I write bite and claw and fling each other from one side of the wildlife preserve to the other. They chase each other and leap on each other and battle for supremacy. While supernaturals can give and get more of that than mere mortals, any couple can infuse a little of that fighting spirit into their sex life. Teeth and fingernails might be fun. It also might be fun to roll your partner over in the middle of the act to take over the dominant position (this works best in a larger bed, of course). You could also drag the other person to the bedroom, or straight to the floor.

Which brings me to my next suggestion:

2. Get out of the bedroom

Beds are nice, but werewolves don’t limit themselves to such a civilized location. If you’re up for an outdoor adventure, by all means, enjoy. If that’s a little much, try the kitchen table or the living room couch or the room where you hang your coats. The change of scenery will make the sex feel wilder.

3. Howl at the moon

At a workshop I attended once, an instructor had everyone start moaning like they were about to come. It felt cheesy at first, but before long I got aroused for real. Making some noise in bed can make sex more exciting for everyone involved. I like to know I’m turning my partner on, so I love to hear noises, and I know the feeling is mutual. Try throwing your head back and letting out a howl of pleasure.

4. Get sweaty

Sex at its most primal is messy. It’s sweaty, it’s slippery, and it smells up a room. It can be a lot of fun to embrace this quality, to ride your partner until sweat rolls off your forehead. (I understand from previous posts on this site that this can be good exercise, too.) Enjoy the scents, the exhaustion, and the pure physical pleasure of moving together.

5. Communicate

While it might be fun to unexpectedly grab your partner and initiate a session of werewolf sex, it’s a good idea to make sure you’re on the same page before trying new things. Your partner may love to get bitten, or may hate the very thought of teeth, so it’s nice to ask first. If you want to maintain the sense of spontaneity, have the discussion several days before you have the werewolf sex. It’s also helpful to check in afterward to discuss what you liked or didn’t like.

To inspire your explorations, I’ll include a short sample from my new book, Not the Leader of the Pack.

Excerpt

Neil’s eyes burned down into hers, inflected with yellow now. “Do you want this?” He thrust his hips forward. Juli thought about breaking away from him, but could not stop the answering moan that rose to her lips. He responded with a triumphant and toothy smile.

“Neil, we need to talk about this more before we do anything.”

“No more talking.” He bent closer. The beast within her answered the wildness she felt from him. It rose to the surface, and Juli knew rational thought would be lost to her very, very soon.

“Neil.” She swallowed hard. “I can’t control myself. I’m going to shift.”

He gave a satisfied growl in reply. “We’ll both shift.”

“That’s mating, Neil. We’re only allowed one shift within the time 24 hours before or after the moon’s fullest point. We can’t—”

“No more legal talk. Just tell me if I can kiss you or not, Juli. Please.” His fingers felt hairy.

Juli’s body trembled. She had to say no before desire got the better of them both. She tried to form the beginning sound of the word, but when she opened her mouth, an unnaturally long tongue rolled out. She needed to taste Neil’s skin before she did anything else. She leaned forward and licked him under the chin, then down the side of his neck. He tasted like rum-spiced salt, and she needed more. She licked down the other side of his neck, her tongue beginning to tease the collar of his shirt.

Neil threw back his head and howled. The sound split the tension of the night, and all manner of things seemed about to burst forth. Juli shivered. She came briefly to herself again. This was her last chance. She could run away now, but if she stayed even another second she would take every bit of him that she could get. She tried to form that word again, but then her lips seemed perfectly shaped to kiss him.

Her fingers shook with the effort of resisting the urge to touch, to grip, to claw.

“Juli, does this mean yes?” Neil sounded almost broken.

Juli tried to gather the strength to tell him what it really meant, but then she felt the beast again, closer than ever. But not closer, it reminded her. Part of her. A part that would not be denied, not here before the man she wanted, and certainly not now beneath the nearly full moon. She saw the two of them from a new perspective, animals alive with need and free to sate it. The only word she could manage after that was, “Yes.”

Blurb

Rival alphas Juli Gunby and Neil Statham want to tear each other apart — but will they do it in battle or as mates?

When Juli Gunby left Missoula, Montana, she didn’t intend to come back. Not to her exacting alpha werewolf father, and certainly not to Neil Statham, the beta who rejected Juli’s girlish advances. Her father, as usual, has other ideas, using his dying breath to pass pack leadership to his daughter. Juli resolves to carry out her duty to her father and her pack, but the one man she wants on her side has made himself her enemy.

After years of loyal service to the pack, Neil expects to take over as alpha when his mentor dies. As good as it is to see Juli again, he knows he can’t trust her. After all, she abandoned both him and the pack years ago and never looked back. Neil determines to fight for his rightful position in the pack, even if that means going up against a woman who fills him with an overwhelming urge to mate every time she walks into the room.

Someone needs to lead, and the more Neil and Juli fight, the more they attract interference from those who would control the pack and destroy the ties between them.

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Bio

Annabeth Leong has written romance and erotica of many flavors — dark, kinky, vanilla, straight, lesbian, bi, and menage. Her titles for Breathless Press include Not His Territory, Not the Leader of the Pack, and a contribution to the Ravaged anthology. She enjoys writing about the tension between passion and control that werewolves embody. Unfortunately, when Annabeth loses control of herself, she does not gain the power to change shape. She lives in Providence, Rhode Island, blogs at annabethleong.blogspot.com, and tweets @AnnabethLeong. She loves talking books on Goodreads, too: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5295946.Annabeth_Leong

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Not the Leader of the Pack stands alone, but Annabeth has written in its world before. She’d love to share the previous title, Not His Territory, with current readers. If you’d like to participate, e-mail proof of purchase of Not the Leader of the Pack, such as an Amazon receipt, to annabeth dot leong at gmail dot com and let her know your e-book format of choice. Annabeth will buy a copy of Not His Territory for the first 25 people who respond.

 

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Spotlight on Natalie Acres ~ Cowboy Boots’ Operatives


A peek behind the scenes with Natalie Acres and on the set with the Cowboy Boots’ Operatives

Celebrating the Debut of Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing on Sale Now!

When I began writing Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts, I knew the majority of the Cowboy Boots books would be classified as ménage and it made perfect sense to write the series as such since our heroes travel together as one unit.

Using vigilante-type tactics within a collective group, The Underground Unit is funded by private resources. Team members have relinquished their normal lives to serve and protect US citizens while fighting cartels and foreign threats. Ideally, each Underground Unit member would be able to separate work and recreation, but due to the nature of their dangerous careers, they’re often marked for dead as soon as they begin their first assignment.

As one might imagine, it’s not easy to start a relationship when one’s home is a fortress, a compound complete with underground tunnels and security measures to insure a rapid escape should a terrorist come to call. The operatives must be willing and able to walk away from their homes and lives without any regard for what they will be required to leave behind. Relationships make for complications unless intimate bonds are formed with individuals who understand what is required of the Underground Unit and their significant others.

The Underground fellows are fiercely loyal to the women they love and several of our heroines have strong family ties to some of the Unit’s original founding members. Since these women are accustomed to the life, some of them have become operatives. Others have simply embraced the adventure and danger because they realize if they want to hold and love the men they adore, they must accept their choices.

Our heroines, for the most part, are very strong women. The exception would be Sydney in Cowboy Boots and Untamed Hearts. Sydney grew up living beside the Donovan brothers, all of whom were groomed for the Underground Unit.  As the daughter of one of the Unit’s founders, Sydney is under the Donovans’ protection and in many ways they’ve always loved her.  They’ve also guarded her to a fault. While Sydney isn’t as strong as our other heroines, she loves and supports her men unconditionally.

The women in Cowboy Boots and Unfinished Business, Cowboy Boots and Unsettled Debts, and Cowboy Boots and Unadulterated Pleasures are operatives. They fight beside the fellows they love and their heroes work overtime to insure their women never receive so much as a scratch on their pretty little heads.

A variety of businesses are used to help our operatives conceal their covers. Farm operations and casino properties are fronts for the Underground Unit. Now, with the forthcoming installment, Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing, we’ll step inside the Unit’s Underground Clubs. The first club in the series is The Underground Club in Las Vegas, a BDSM lifestyle club managed by Drew Remington from Cowboy Boots and Unfinished Business.

As personalities vary so do our operatives’ interests in their significant others. After loving and losing a woman he once shared with his brothers, Drew Remington is hell bent on a traditional relationship, in part because he has secretly carried a torch for a woman he has known for most of his life, a sexy vixen he has no intention of sharing with his unit or anyone else.

While writing Drew’s story, I spotted a number of opportunities for the Cowboy Boots series, particularly since a new group of operatives will soon emerge and receive their first assignments. Some of these men will work in teams while others will report to duty in major cities with the perfect covers as Underground Club owners.

The Cowboy Boots books with multiple partners/ménage situations are quickly spotted due to the number of male bodies on the cover. Additionally, readers can easily determine which books are multiple partner stories by looking for the prefix ‘Un’ in the second part of the title. The upcoming M/F romantic thrillers have the prefix “In” in the second part of the title. The M/F installments will have “The Underground Clubs” splashed across the top left.  All Cowboy Boots books contain BDSM elements.

Below, you’ll find a preview of Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing, coming to Siren-Bookstrand on June 3rd.  I hope you’ll join us for the Cowboy Boots journey. These operatives are gearing up to deliver one adventure after another!

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Cowboy Boots and Inexpressible Longing

Cowboy Boots, Book Five, Part One in The Underground Clubs

Written by Natalie Acres

Coming to Siren-Bookstrand on June 3, 2013

His pain is far greater than his need for love

Master Drew Remington knows pain. He understands its fury.

He has walked through its unrelenting terror and remembers the torment in his brother’s eyes as he lay dying in front of him.

His affliction is too vast to overcome

Oh yes, Master Drew knows heartache. He watched as his father was gunned down by a hired assassin and understands what it’s like to feel helpless, utterly consumed by a harrowing tragedy that left his family in ruins.

Only one woman can heal his soul and mend his wounded heart

A former lover, Suzy Matthews, reenters Master Drew’s life. Suzy is determined to win her Master’s heart, but as she plans to embrace the love she and Master Drew share, an emerging war finally erupts. Soon, Suzy is used as a pawn in a very dangerous game set to unfold between old enemies looking to settle one final score.

EXCERPT

She loved him. Oh how she loved him.

Drew removed the vibrator and rose over her like a force to be reckoned with, a powerful surge behind a bolt of electricity. His broad shoulders, cut pecs, and muscular arms and legs were only part of the package. Drew Remington was indeed a beautiful man. He had features so dark they were haunting, a symbol of trouble. That’s what he represented. Danger and seduction, sex. Oh God yes, how much he resembled the epitome of sex.

Even the disturbing shadows circling his brown eyes were enticing. They were part of what made the man intriguing, yet explained why he was so distant and reserved.

His fingers plunged inside her pussy and her hips shot off the bed. “Master Drew, please.”

He smacked her bare mound and a gush of racing heat blasted through her channel. She slapped her hands against the mattress and used her heels to pump closer to those prying fingers, that manual stimulation now driving her wild.

Her head tilted forward and back as he fucked her with probing digits. His mouth fell open and his eyes grew heavy.

Reaching for him, she pumped his cock, suddenly aware of the fact that he’d already suited up to play, already slipped the condom on when she’d apparently been too involved in the pleasure to notice.

“You will do what I tell you to do while you’re here,” he said, leaving one finger right inside her cunt as if to show her how well he could give, how easily he could take away. “Tell me you understand.”

“Yes. I understand, Master Drew.”

He shoved three fingers inside her, rotating them in a scooping-like fashion. “And you’ll stay out of trouble, sub. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied, her pussy now an inferno as he continued to stir her juices, work with her arousal. “I understand perfectly.”

Bending over her body, he flicked her clit and she came apart. His head bobbed up and down as he sipped at the hardened bud, licked at her pussy lips and rigorously fingered her.

Coming to his knees, Drew reached behind him and released her legs. “I want to feel those shapely thighs squeezing me, sub.”

Without another word, he slammed into her with one even thrust. Planting his hands on either side of her head, he worked his hips back and forth, moving them from side to side as he screwed her.

“Now say it,” he rasped, dragging his lips across hers.

Her nipples throbbed. Her pussy wept. It was all she could do to keep from wrapping her arms around him while screaming out his name, chanting about her everlasting love and undying devotion.

“Say what?”

Surely he didn’t want her to tell him again. Had Drew really changed that much while they’d been apart? Did he need her now when he hadn’t needed her in the past? Was he ready for more than he’d given her before?

He pushed the weight of his cock high inside her quivering cunt. “Tell me.” His lips assaulted hers as his cock strummed inside her. “Now, sub. Fucking tell me now!”

As she started to profess her love all over again, her release rolled forward. Her pussy vibrated with the warning and she tried to resist, fought to hold back until her Master gave her permission.

“Damn you! I need to hear you tell me you love me again. Tell me you love me as much as I’ve always loved you!”

There was no stopping her then. She came apart in his arms, screaming his name, crying out for more, and yes, oh God yes. She told him she loved him over and over again.

Suzy would love him until the day she died.

Copyright ©2013 Natalie Acres

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Featured Book ~ Smut Alfresco, by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse


Smut Alfresco

Edited by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse

Sex in the great outdoors is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the dramatic gritstone escarpments of Derbyshire’s Peak District, to a quiet caravan site in deepest Wales, Smut Alfresco has it all. Whatever your interpretation of frisky outdoor fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you.

Sexy woodsmen, daring couples, rock stars, cougars, map enthusiasts, mattresses, ex-lovers, tour guides, hunky sheriffs and nature reserve rangers all appear in this hot collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.

Includes stories from: Violet Fields, Demelza Hart, Victoria Blisse, Jacqueline Brocker, Wendi Zwaduk, K T Red, Tilly Hunter, Bel Anderson, Lucy Felthouse, Kay Jaybee, Tenille Brown, Cass Peterson, Jenny Lyn and Nicole Gestalt.

Available from:

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Other links added here as they become available: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/smut-alfresco/

*****

Being Free

By Lucy Felthouse

Violet slammed down the lid of her laptop with far more force than was necessary. She flinched, thinking perhaps she might have cracked the screen or broken one of the machine’s internal components. Then she shrugged, realising she didn’t care if she had. It was her work’s computer, after all, not hers. If it was fucked, they’d have to replace it. And it would serve them right, too. Bastards.

The reason she was pissed off was the fact she was in work at all. It was Saturday, and the previous afternoon her useless boss had dumped a project on her, stating it had to be finished by Monday, no matter how long it took. He’d then added that he was going away for the weekend, meaning it was all down to her. The selfish, disorganised wanker. It wouldn’t be so bad, but she hadn’t had a pay rise for two years, and when she went above and beyond for her job, she didn’t get so much as a thank you, let alone be paid any overtime. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened, either.

Well, fuck them. She wasn’t going to be a doormat—or her boss’ scapegoat—any more. Let them try and sack her—she wasn’t doing anything remotely wrong, and they couldn’t make her working life any more hellish than it already was.

She stood up sharply, sending her swivel chair careening backwards across the room until it hit the wall. She shrugged again, she still didn’t care. Let it chip the fucking paintwork, or a bust a hole in the plasterboard. No one else was there, so nobody could prove or disprove that it had been an accident.

Pausing to switch the lights off—she was pissed off at her employers, not the environment—she left the offices, setting the alarm before closing the door behind her. Stuffing her access swipe card into her handbag, she heaved a sigh of relief. There would probably be hell to pay for her stunt on Monday, but she’d worry about that then. Right now, she was just desperate to get out. Into the countryside, or, given she was in central London, to a green space, at the very least.

From where she worked, Green Park was probably the closest, but she figured Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens were bigger, so she’d be more likely to find a secluded spot where she could just be by herself. The last thing she needed now was to have to deal with other people.

*****

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Just Released ~ Imprints, by Natalie Acres


A brand new wolf-shifter series debuts today from Siren-Bookstrand and Natalie Acres

Dominant Wolves, Submissive Mates-Book One

Historical~BDSM~ Paranormal~ Ménage a Trois Romance~Werewolves

Spanking~ wax play~sex toys from a bygone era~bondage

 

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Blurb:

Two pack masters discover an unyielding love in one woman by altering customs and forming new traditions destined to change the Wyoming Territory forever. Imprinting upon and sharing a lover, the Alphas realize their packs must join together, but they will face great opposition when their chosen mate is confronted with a wrenching decision.

Pack masters Frank Smith and Jock Corrigan aren’t enemies, but they aren’t exactly friends. Still, their similar fates have been altered by an unusual union they cannot deny. Their relationship with Carla Cassidy forces several wolves to make their independent choices. One will stand with the newly formed pack, but another will fall victim to his own selfish needs and motives. A group of new shifters will emerge and change the course of history, but not before the expanding pack’s goals are tested and tried.

 

  STORY EXCERPT

 

“What are you doing here?” Carla asked, propping her tiny clenched fists on her hips.

“Far be it for you to show a little appreciation,” Jock said, studying the spitfire of a woman before them. Wearing a light blue prairie dress, Carla apparently hadn’t stopped to check out the torn fabric and soiled material.

“You were attacked by a pack of wolves. I arrived in time to run them off.” Jock stood a tad taller with his announcement. Most women appreciated heroic efforts.

She paled then as he spoke. She looked down at the evidence of a ruined dress and her hands twitched.

“How did this happen?” Carla asked, suggesting her memory had failed her.

“You must’ve had a nasty bump on the head if you don’t remember,” Grant told her.

She held the heel of her hand to her forehead. “Everything is a bit foggy.”

“Well, don’t you fret none, Carla. We took care of ya.” Grant shot Jock a quick glance. “Yep, siree. Me and Jock here handled everything.”

Jock was beginning to think whenever there was a “yep, siree,” added to Grant’s speech it was nothing more than a bald-faced tale.

“Do you remember going to the barn?” Jock asked.

Carla took a minute before she answered. As if she suddenly recalled something of interest, her cheeks turned pink and she said, “I may have already been in the barn.”

Grant shot her a wink and a lopsided nod. “That was my best estimation, too.”

“Dear God,” Jock grumbled, beginning to believe Grant must’ve considered himself the most intelligent man in the West.

“Here’s how I figure things went down. Those wolves heard a lot of activity, maybe even some squealin’ and carryin’ on comin’ from the barn…” He paused and arched a brow. “How am I doin’ so far?”

Carla stared at him with this perplexed look which made Jock wonder all the more. Had Grant really watched Carla in action with these wicked props he’d mentioned?

“That’s all right, sweetness. Don’t worry ’bout a reply. I can make heads and tails out of this. Anyhow, you were in the barn doin’ whatever it is that you do out there—in the loft—and well, what I came up with after a-prowlin’ around is that you were makin’ a little too much noise.” He stood taller and his lips spread into a mischievous smile. Leaning against Jock, he added a whisper, “How’d I do? Did ya like that?”

Jock studied the pretty lady. “Carla? How close was Grant’s guess?”

“What sort of squealing?” Carla arched a brow and watched them through suspicious eyes.

Grant shrugged. “That voice of yours is as fine as cream gravy when you go to hollerin’ and such.”

“Grant,” Jock muttered, giving his buddy a one-word warning he would inevitably ignore.

Copping a strut, Grant approached the porch, working what little swagger he possessed. “Come on, Carla. You know what I mean. You can’t kick up a row and expect no one to hear ya. I ain’t been a man for all these years for nothin’. I can spot an experienced woman.” He cupped his ear, slung his arm off to the left, and quickly added, “And I can hear one from way over yonder.”

Before Jock had a chance to smooth things over, a disgusted gasp fell from Carla’s mouth. “Well I’ve never in my life.”

“Me neither,” Grant admitted. “But after what I’ve witnessed, I’d be the first man to say you are a soiled dove to the manner born. And I’d be the first to mention yer geared up to teach even an experienced fella a thing or two.”

Carla’s eyes filled with tears. Before Jock saw the slap coming, she opened her hand and her palm connected with Grant’s cheek.

“I don’t know who you think you are, Grant Ford, but if you’re trying to make a mash on me, I can promise you, I’m not impressed!”

Grant stared back at her with wide eyes. “Surely to God you ain’t offended.”

“I am indeed!”

And of course after that, Miss Carla Cassidy did what Jock suspected she might. She walked inside, slammed the door in their faces, and never so much as bothered to say good-bye.

“Happy now?” Jock asked, without blinking an eye.

“I like ’em a little hot under the collar. Trust me, friend. I know what I’m doin’. Let’s go for a run. When we get back, she’ll be fit to be tied—and I mean that in the literal sense.”

Jock couldn’t help but think about Grant’s earlier words. One of these days, Carla would open the door and greet her husband. Considering what had transpired, Jock had a feeling she’d slam that door just as quickly if she thought her potential suitor was named Grant Ford.

 

Copyright ©2013 Natalie Acres

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Featured Book: Kiss of Death, by Valentina Cilescu


Lust, Death, Vampires – you’ll love Valentina Cilescu’s modern erotic classic, Kiss of Death! Please click HERE if you’re looking for the Spring is in the Air BlogHop.

Kiss of Death by Valentina Cilescu

Death and Lust and Vampires!

In the forgotten and bricked-up cellars of Winterbourne Hall, the Master’s spirit feasted . . . At last, his deliverance was at hand. Hidden deep in the English countryside, Winterbourne Hall is the finest whorehouse in the land, where no fantasy is too wild to be acted out, no desire is too outrageous to be satisfied – and in its splendid isolation, secrets stay safe. Andreas Hunt is a cynical tabloid journalist. He lives a louche lifestyle, with any number of willing women at his fingertips – but he doesn’t want most women. Most women bore him. He wants Mara, the luscious-bodied white witch, who has seduced him thoroughly. Where Mara leads, he follows – and she leads him to Winterbourne, where commences a sexual adventure that will soon become a deliciously forbidden nightmare: for at Winterbourne, Andreas will meet the Master, a real life sex vampire . . . Kiss of Death is razor sharp erotica at its edgiest and most thrilling. The first in a captivating series.

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*****

Excerpt:

1: Winterbourne

It was happening at last.

The Master was awakening: his immortal soul was rising through seas of consciousness, thoughts unfreezing, clarifying, memories melting the icy prison of enforced forgetfulness.

His spirit hovered, like a formless black shadow of unspeakable evil, above his motionless body, trapped and impotent within the unforgiving crystal; looked down upon the heavy lid of the sarcophagus and was filled with rage, grief and the longing for sweet revenge.

But his powers were still at a low ebb. There was a dim flickering where before there had raged a sulphurous furnace of chaotic energies, the servants of his perverse and terrifying desires.

He was going to need time, imagination, cunning. But he was patient. He could wait. The world would know his power once again, and this time there would be no mistake.

There had been long years of imprisonment, betrayal, defeat. But he was back now. The arrogant fools had thought they could kill him: that in trying to kill his body they could annihilate his spirit. Soon they would know that there are some things in this world that are beyond understanding: some things that never, ever die.

He wondered what had provided the stimulus to his reawakening, what had struck the spark of consciousness into his frozen heart. In his weakened state, he was still blind. He could not even see his own face, fixed in an expression of unbearable agony beneath the heavy stone coffin lid.

He did not even know where he was. His memories were muddled, clouded by pain and long slumber. A dark cellar, somewhere beneath a great stately home. That was all he could recall. A silent and deserted place, walled up and forgotten for – how many years? He could not tell.

But he could feel. And already he sensed the power-source, as yet just a trickle of feeble electricity, but soon, soon he knew, to burst forth into a great surge of life-giving energy.

The sexual energy on which he fed. The power-surge generated out of the chaos of frenzied coupling. Someone, somewhere very close at hand, was preparing an orgy and, although they did not realise it, the Master was to be their honoured guest.

The girl wore nothing but a thin white shift made of the thinnest, most diaphanous cotton lawn. Her body was pale, firm, perfect: the body of a young and beautiful girl. She could not have been more than eighteen years old at most.

‘Beautiful,’ breathed Delgado, reaching out a bronzed hand and running an incautious finger down the girl’s cool, white arm. She shivered slightly, as though she were cold, but she did not flinch. The girl seemed unusually docile, and her eyesale stared almost sightlessly before her. ‘You have drugged her?’

‘Of course,’ replied Madame LeCoeur. ‘A little injection to calm her down, a shot of something to make her more . . . receptive. Our lovely little child will enjoy her initiation, never fear. It was so good of Herr Königsberg to volunteer his daughter’s . . . services . . . for our opening night. Such beauty should not be wasted. Among us, she will learn to be a skilled whore. One day, she will thank her father for what he has done to her tonight . . .’

Delgado surveyed the girl and took in her charms. Tall, slim-waisted and full-hipped, her body was enough to delight any man. The bright blonde triangle of her pubis showed clearly through her thin dress and proved that she was a natural blonde. Her pert breasts were cherry-tipped and hard, bearing witness to the efficacy of Madame LeCoeur’s aphrodisiacs. Her eyes were a brilliant blue: clear and deep as an August sky. He was pleased with her. He turned to Madame LeCoeur: ‘You are quite certain that she is a virgin?’

‘You would like to see, perhaps?’

Delgado nodded. He was not easily moved by feminine beauty. A lifetime spent masterminding white slavery and the brothels of Marrakesh had left his palate jaded, and it took something exceptional to whet his appetite these days. He noted with approval and some surprise that he was salivating, and his hardened penis was bulging appreciatively inside his Savile Row trousers.

‘Lie down on the bed, child.’

Slowly, mechanically, like a sleepwalker, the girl obeyed. Her pale golden hair flowed over the pillow as she lay down on the blue silk bedspread.

‘Pull up your shift.’

*****

Other Modern Erotic Classics available:
The Houdini Girl by Martyn Bedford
Lie to Me by Tamara Faith Berger
The Phallus of Osiris by Valentina Cilescu
Kiss of Death by Valentina Cilescu
The Flesh Constrained by Cleo Cordell
The Flesh Endures by Cleo Cordell
Hogg by Samuel R. Delany
The Tides of Lust by Samuel R. Delany
Sad Sister by Florence Dugas
The Ties That Bind by Vanessa Duriés
Dark Ride by Kent Harrington
3 by Julie Hilden
Neptune & Surf by Marilyn Jaye Lewis
Violent Silence by Paul Mayersberg
Homme Fatale by Paul Mayersberg
The Agency by David Meltzer
Burn by Michael Perkins
Dark Matter by Michael Perkins
Evil Companions by Michael Perkins
Beautiful Losers by Remittance Girl
Meeting the Master by Elissa Wald

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K D Grace On Tour ~ Walking the Story in Shoreditch


K D Grace has joined us on tour for her new release, Kinky Boots – those boots were made for walkin’ :), guess where she’s walked in them? Please click HERE if you’re looking for the Spring is in the Air BlogHop.

Walking the Story in Shoreditch

I wanted my petite novel, Kinky Boots, to have a real flavour of London, so it had to be set someplace where I spend a lot of time. I’ve long since done the touristy things, and every time friends or family visit from the States or somewhere else, we take them on the Open Bus tour. We take them to the Tower of London, Houses of Parliament, you know the drill. Those are all must-see places for tourists. Hell, they’re still must-see places for me! I get like a little kid when I’m showing off London. But Kinky Boots is definitely not a kids’ story, and it’s not a tourist story, so I wanted it to be well rooted in the living, breathing, vibrant, boot-wearing city. Of course, for me, that meant the story had to be set in Shoreditch, though it took me a little while to figure that out.

Yes, I know I might be a little bit prejudiced. I have so many fond memories of Shoreditch because Sh! Women’s Store is there, and that’s my favourite place for launch parties and celebrating all things sexy. But Sh! is only the beginning. Shoreditch has that sexy, slightly mystical, more than a little bit raunchy, have-a-good-time feel to it, and it’s a wild and wonderful blend of the old, the new, the decaying, the deserted and the gritty all right there in your face. It fits Kinky Boots like … well like a good pair of feet.

I had the basic storyline in my head for Kinky Boots long before I put the first words down. I knew all about Jill Hart and her sexy new boots that came with something extra. I knew all about Finn Masters, the owner of Kinky Boots, the quirky all-night shoe store where Jill buys her boots. And I knew all about Eleanor, the lust demon who moves right in and makes herself at home — in Jill, that is. All that was easy. All that came together one day while I was on a long walk on the North Downs Way.

What I couldn’t quite figure out was just where to set Kinky Boots. I was pretty sure it had to be London, and I’d had suggestions of Soho and Camden, both are lovely and wonderful, but neither were places that I knew all that well. Of course a chance to spend time in London researching did have its appeal, but at the time, I just wasn’t sure.

Then last July, my husband and I, along with Kay Jaybee and several other erotica friends, were in London for a weekend of readings at Sh! On Saturday afternoon after a delish kabab at a local shop and a kick-start double espresso, Kay, hubby and I decided to go for a walk in the fleeting sunshine. And I was hooked! How could I possibly have missed the obvious? The place was buzzing with shoppers. In front of Shoreditch City Hall, a lesbian wedding party were posing for pictures. And to my delight, I found not one but three quirky shoe shops on Shoreditch High Street, any one of which would perfectly suit my story.

In daylight, I was totally amazed by all I’d missed. Up until then most of my experience of Shoreditch had been after dark. But in the sunshine, Shoreditch is a wild blend of ultra-modern glass and steel butted right up tight in the personal space of Victorian brick and stone, snuggled in close for a grope of streets that look like they could have come straight from a Sherlock Holmes novel. All of that is mixed up with industrial ruins and modern make-overs that provide an architectural orgy perfectly suited for the unfolding of Kinky Boots. Kay, who had studied industrial archaeology, gave me the low-down on what I was actually seeing, so the tour had that something extra, that teasing out of secrets and hidden places that made everything seem more magical, more mysterious. I’d already done enough launch parties in Shoreditch to know that on Friday and Saturday nights the streets are heaving with people who won’t settle for less than a great time. Voila! Research complete! Kinky Boots was set in Shoreditch!

The romp begins with a botched girls night out at the Bluu Bar across from Sh!, a night out that ends with sex in an all-night shoe store, hot new boots, and possession by sexiest lust demon ever. And that’s just the beginning!

Blurb:

After a sizzling encounter in KINKY BOOTS, a quirky all-night shoe store, with the store’s hot owner, FINN MASTERS, JILL HART walks away in the most gorgeous boots ever. Her new boots come with an unexpected bonus, a sexy demon named ELEANOR, who’s looking for a good time. All she lacks is a body, and Jill’s will do nicely.

Jill quits her dead-end job and, not knowing what’s come over her stops by the nearest pub intent on doing tequila shots until she falls off the stool. Instead she does FINN MASTERS in the beer garden, unwittingly participating in her first ever threesome. The boots were the bait, the timing was right and Eleanor has new digs. It’s Finn job to prevent Eleanor’s misbehaving. His failure means he’ll have to ride shotgun and do damage control until Eleanor moves out at the next full moon.

With Eleanor in residence, Jill’s bolder, sexier, willing to take risks. But is she a whole new Jill, or is it just demon courage? And how will Finn feel about her when she’s just plain Jill again? Will the maddeningly magical ménage make Jill’s dreams come true, or will it break her heart?

Buy links: http://kdgrace.co.uk/books/kinky-boots/

*****

K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she, cuz otherwise, what would she write about?

When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening or walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband recently walked the Coast to Coast rout across England. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots.

K D has erotica published with Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and others.

K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Heatwave trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Book two, Riding the Ether, is now available.

K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, book one of her Executive Decisions Trilogy is now available.

Find K D Here:

Website: http://kdgrace.co.uk/

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The Female Fatale #Menage ~ Louisa Bacio on Tour!


Today we’re thrilled to welcome Louisa Bacio to our pages! Please click HERE if you’re looking for the Spring is in the Air BlogHop – but before you go, why not check out Louisa’s enticing excerpt and her two giveaways? Definitely worth it!

The Female Fatale Ménage

Sometimes, the hosting site sets the tone for a blog post, and since I know Adriana Kraft appreciates a tantalizing F/F tale, I have to address those needs.

When I started writing Mirabella’s Mardi Gras Ménage, I imagined it to be a more traditional M/F/M. Little did I know that Mirabella and Marguerite would have their own ideas on the subject. The moment Marguerite walks into the Voodoo shop run by Mirabella’s aunt, sparks fly. Neither is expecting a romantic connection, but that’s exactly what happens.

Isn’t that similar to real life? You meet someone right at the moment you least expect it? With the case of these two characters, good thing both were open to exploring their sexuality.

Writing F/F comes naturally to me. I appreciate the beauty of a woman’s body, plus I have one myself! With this couple, I wanted to explore the differences between them. Yes, they are both female, but that’s where the similarities end. Physically, both look drastically different. While Marguerite’s grown up sheltered by a rich family, she’s also fought against the constraints of society in order to explore life. Sounds like a good match-up for someone who’s also been sheltered in another way, and wishes to break free.

Traditionally, the female fatale character is seen in noir films. She leads the main character to his/her own death, or a version thereof. So which do you see being the FF in this story? You’ll have to read it to find out.

Mirabella’s Mardi Gras Ménage

Constantly under the watchful eye of her Voodoo priestess aunt, Mirabella longs to break free during the events of Mardi Gras. Escapades draw her into the arms of Marguerite, a fiery redhead with a passion for life, and Nick, a familiar vampire who’s haunted by his transformation and past.

What starts as a new experience – a Mardi Gras Ménage – soon turns deadly, and none of their lives will ever be the same.

Available via Ravenous Romance, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other eRetailers.

Excerpt

Marguerite stepped into the storefront, letting her eyes adjust to the muted lighting. At this time of night, the shop was surprisingly empty, with more tourists hitting up the well-known locations on Bourbon Street. Only those in the know or locals ventured off into the darkness.

The air smelled like honeysuckle in the spring, growing wild in the heat of the day. Sweet, but almost sickeningly so. She stifled the urge to cough.

A young, sultry-looking woman stood behind the counter. She eyed Marguerite with a self-confidence that made her even sexier. The mixture of her fine cheekbones and lighter skin spoke of her mixed heritage often found in these parts. As their eyes met, a sense of destiny threaded its way through Marguerite’s consciousness. Silly for her to think something like that. When was the last time she’d been with a woman? It had been years, and she was here to talk about a relationship with a man. She didn’t need to confuse the issue by being attracted to this woman.

Bet she tastes like a wild blend of spices: cinnamon, nutmeg topped with her own sugar mix, a secret inner voice whispered in her mind. She barricaded it back down. No distractions.

The woman smiled—the sharp white of her teeth set off by her skin tone and mauve lipstick. Marguerite spun toward the display case of portions and powders. Maybe she could buy something off the shelf and not really talk to anybody.

Think about how soft her lips would feel against yours. Your neck. Your breasts.

She wanted to yell, “Shut up!” but knew that would only attract more unwanted attention. She was already going to look crazy coming in here. Maybe she should turn around and go home while she still had the chance.

“Can I help you find something?” the voice soothed, setting Marguerite’s soul at ease and cranking up her other senses at the same time. So close.

Bio

Louisa Bacio is the author of six erotic novels, including the paranormal series The Vampire, The Witch & The Werewolf, and numerous steamy short stories.

Bacio enjoys soaking up the sun in Southern California, and spending time with her family. In addition to writing and editing, Bacio teaches college courses in English, journalism, film studies and popular culture.

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