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Monday, October 29, 2012
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"Love Slave for Two: Reunions (Bk 3)" Available for Pre-Order!
Thursday, July 19, 2012
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Blurb:
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA]
Nevvie and Thomas think Tyler is nuts for coming home with an RV and an even crazier plan to travel from Florida to Seattle. What could be better than a family vacation with two kids and Tyler’s father?
Perhaps finally putting the ghosts of Nevvie’s past to bed for good as she seeks answers to who she is.
She begins to seriously doubt the wisdom of their journey as mishaps seemingly pile up by the mile. And when a tropical storm and medical emergency add to the mix, she considers pulling the plug. By the time they reach Seattle, she endures almost more than her sanity can take, including a ride in a patrol car, a stowaway, and nonconsensual use of handcuffs.
And that’s before she’s given her mother a piece of her mind.
Through it all she’ll discover that sometimes the longest journeys, no matter how trying, are the ones that bring you closest to family—and home.
A Siren Erotic Romance
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Woot! :) "Love Slave for Two: Reunions - Book 3" coming in July!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
"Acquainted With the Night" available at a discount.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
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Blurb:
[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/M, with Multiple Partners, Public Exhibition, sex toys]
Dale despised the Terran military. He was drafted, not a volunteer. He never expected to get captured by the Algonquans and sold as a breeder pet, either. He only prays his new owner is kind and doesn’t eat him. Then he meets fellow pet, Mark, who informs him getting captured was the luckiest day of their lives. Mark also hated the military and now spends his days in a life of sexual leisure, enjoying poetry and totally at peace with his fate.
Dale settles in and finds not only does he enjoy this life, he loves Mark, too. Despite tragedy striking too close to home in their protected world, they find room to love their Master’s newest pets, Cooper and Nate.
When the war ends and the Terran pets are granted their freedom, the men are faced with a choice: return, or stay with the owner they’ve grown to love?
A Siren Erotic Romance
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Adult Excerpt: "Love Slave for Two: Beginnings"
Monday, May 14, 2012
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Blurb:
[Menage Amour: Erotic Alternative Menage a Trois Romance, Contemporary, May-December, BDSM, Public Exhibition, M/M, M/M/M, with M/M/M/F]
Tyler Paulson came to America with a scholarship and a dream of becoming a writer. With an unsupportive mother and a father who abandoned him, he makes close friends and tries to build a new life for himself in his adopted country. Unfortunately, a series of heartbreaking betrayals makes him doubt not only truths he once held about himself, but shatters his trust in others.
Thomas Kinsey wants to carry on his father's legacy and become an architect. His family and upbringing couldn't be more different than Tyler's, but he hides a secret he's afraid to admit for fear of testing his strong family bonds.
Thomas knows Tyler is the man he wants to spend the rest of his life with...if he can convince Tyler to forget the ghosts in his past and have faith in their future together. Read the scorching prequel to "Love Slave for Two!"
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Ray let Oot cuff Tyler's hands and wrists and hook him up to the bench. The difference in Oot's touch with the implements was immediately apparent to Tyler. He took his time, used his hands to caress and squeeze Tyler's flesh, delivered far less sting. Within twenty minutes, Tyler didn't care that he was begging to come.
Ray knelt in front of him while Oot used a soft flogger on Tyler's ass. "You want to come already? You're just begging to be used this weekend, aren't you?
"Yes, please!" The restrictive leather G-string had only added to his torment. Every movement of his hips added even more torturously pleasant friction.
The doorbell rang. The other two men seemed to anticipate it, but it shocked Tyler back from his heady state.
"Ooh, there's kitten!" Oot said.
"You stay here with him," Ray ordered. "I'll be right back." Oot stepped up his ministrations, quickly settling Tyler back into subspace. He was vaguely aware of people entering the room and a woman's voice.
"Strip, kitten," an unfamiliar voice commanded.
Ray spoke. "Oot, hold up for a moment."
Tyler gasped as the activities stopped, allowing him a moment to gather his thoughts. Ray knelt in front of him again.
"Daddy Saul is loaning us kitten for the weekend because he's going out of town and doesn't want her to get into trouble. Do you want to play with her?"
Tyler struggled to form vowels. "Okay."
"You'll get to top her when I say so, but she won't top you. She's a total bottom."
"Okay."
Ray ruffled his hair. "Get that G-string off him."
Tyler felt hands remove the G-string.
The other man's voice spoke. "Well, get your head down there, girl. Use that mouth for what it's made for."
Tyler felt hair brush his thighs, then...
His eyes rolled back into his head at the feel of soft, hot, silky lips engulfing his cock.
Ray laughed. "In this case, Tyler, you don't need permission to come. Not that you could hold back anyway. She's a total cocksucking slut. Have at him, kitten."
Oot started in on Tyler again with a paddle, and it only took seconds for Tyler to explode in kitten's mouth with a loud cry. He was aware of a happy female moan, but she didn't release him, kept sucking, deep-throating him past the point of release until he grew hard again.
Hands caressed his back, his thighs, his ass. He was vaguely aware of Ray showing the other man out, then returning.
Oot groaned. "He's got such a nice ass. Please, Master?"
"We won't get anything else accomplished this weekend if I don't let you fuck him now, will we?"
"Probably not, Master."
"Oh, all right, fine. Go get a condom and lube." He ran his hand through Tyler's hair, caressing, gentle, not pulling it.
"Haven't had a good spit roast in a while. Don't stop what you're doing, kitten. Your owner gave me permission to whip your ass if I need to."
She moaned around Tyler's cock, the sensation making him moan in reply.
Ray laughed. "Gotta love that sound."
Tyler was aware of Oot's gentle hands working cool lube into his ass, Ray's hands on his head, and the feel of kitten's hot mouth on his cock. Even if he could have moved, he would have fought anyone tooth and nail had they tried to make him get up.
"Ever been the center, Tyler?" Ray asked. Tyler wasn't sure what he meant, was pretty sure the answer was currently no, but was only seconds away from finding out.
Ray stripped off his shirt, then dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, leaving his stiff cock waving in the air. He wasn't as long as Marcus, but he was thicker around. As he stepped forward, he cupped Tyler's chin. "You're not going to be able to talk, so three long, loud grunts will mean red, two mean yellow, one means green. Okay?"
Tyler strained to reach the cock in front of him. "Yes!"
Ray chuckled as he slipped his cock between Tyler's lips. Oot rolled a condom on and slid his modest cock inside Tyler, driving another loud, long moan out of him. He was close to coming again.
"Oh, fuck! Master, he's great!"
Tyler wasn't sure where to focus his attention. What was being done to him felt better than great, and he loved what he was doing. After instincts told him Oot and kitten probably didn't need his help, he turned his full attention to Ray.
Ray sucked in a long, deep breath. "Dammit, Oot, he's almost as good as kitten."
"Really? Oh, man, I can't wait to feel that!"
"You'll have to. I'm not letting go of this boy's head until I shoot a load down his throat."
Even though Tyler felt like a fuck toy, he couldn't explain the difference in how this was better than he'd ever felt with Marcus.
Much better. They were focused on his pleasure as much as he was focused on theirs, not the one sided take-and-take he'd felt with Marcus.
He attacked Ray's cock with as much enthusiasm as he could. When kitten made Tyler come a second time, he started bucking his hips against Oot's cock, wanting him in deeper, harder, faster.
It didn't take Ray long to come. He held himself inside Tyler's mouth, ordering him to swallow. Oot soon followed, leaving the room and quickly returning after disposing of the condom.
Tyler trembled, sweaty, all strength gone from his limbs, and still kitten was latched onto his cock.
"Okay, kitten. Stand down, girl. Corner."
With a pouty look, she kissed Tyler's cock, licked his balls, and retreated to a large pillow in a corner of the room.
Oot unhooked Tyler and helped him sit up. "You okay?"
He nodded, unable to speak. Ray brought him a glass of water, which he gratefully accepted and downed.
"Well, how'd you enjoy your first spit roast?"
He laughed, his soul feeling lighter than it had since the night Marcus left. "Wow."
Oot grinned and hugged him. "Yeah, I was hoping you'd say that."
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Adult Excerpt: "Love Slave for Two" (Book 1)
Thursday, May 3, 2012
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Blurb:
[Siren Menage Amour #21: Contemporary/ Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, M/M, M/F, monogamous polyamory, anal play/sex, master/slave role-playing, light BDSM]
Nevvie Barton has never truly felt loved or like she belonged anywhere--ever. Abandoned by her adopted family and trapped in an abusive relationship, she takes a job with Tyler Paulson and Thomas Kinsey as their cleaning girl.
Nevvie knows her fantasies about "the boys" will always be just that--the two handsome men are devoted, loving life-partners. Then Tyler and Thomas fall in love with Nevvie and hatch a secret plan to seduce her and make her their permanent third.
For the first time in her life, she feels attractive and wanted. When they ask her to move in and be their personal assistant, Nevvie jumps at the chance. Her planned escape doesn't go without a hitch, and the boys must rescue her from a brutal man who would rather kill her than let her go.
Can Tyler and Thomas heal Nevvie's wounded body and soul and prove to her that she really is their dream come true?
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Excerpt:
Nevvie was on her hands and knees in the backyard flowerbeds, weeding and preparing to plant the trays of annuals she'd bought at the garden center. It would look nice, a good color contrast, and she could change them out late in the summer after they'd run their course.
It was hot for May, not even ten and already eighty-five degrees under a scorching, cloudless Florida sky. With the privacy fence surrounding the backyard she didn't have to worry about prying eyes, and opted for a loose tank-top and a pair of Tom's old sleeping shorts to wear, and nothing else. It kept her cool, and when she was ready to hose off she knew Tyler would come running to help.
She smiled at the thought. He was preternaturally sensitive, like he constantly had an ear to the ground. Not in a creepy way, but it never failed to amuse her how he would "just happen" to show up to help take a shower.
Then again, he was the same with Thomas.
Mmm. There's a thought. A nice shower sandwich between her boys. Her skin flushed. She needed to focus or she'd be hornier than hell, and she hated interrupting Tyler. Thomas had left at seven for the office, had meetings all day, and wouldn't be home until after dinner.
She'd suck it up until later. That would make her really ready. They'd all been exhausted the night before, too tired to do more than say good night. Today her fantasies made her pay for it.
The novelty of having two horny guys chasing her hadn't worn off yet. They didn't make love every day, and they didn't play the slave game most the time, either. If she was tired or didn't feel good and they were in the mood, she was more than content to lay there with them and watch them, talking to them, touching them while they pleasured each other. Sometimes one of the boys was in the mood and the other wasn't. Again, the third content to watch and be a part simply by being there, or even by holding her while the other fucked her. There were plenty of times where it started like that, then the third got in the mood along the way.
She enjoyed cuddling in front of the TV with one or both and not getting groped if she wasn't in the mood. Sometimes all she wanted was the contact of their skin against hers, and they were happy to oblige.
She moved down the flowerbed, stretching to reach a weed on the far side near the fence. Almost like Thomas' favorite position...
Okay, so not helping--
"Isn't that a lovely sight."
She jumped, startled. She turned to see Tyler, wearing shorts and nothing else, smiling at her.
"I thought you were working."
He sucked an orange Popsicle, working on it in a way that made her pussy quiver. "I was. I stopped for a break and I spied an angel in my backyard." He squatted beside her, his eyes holding hers. "Or are you a devil in disguise?" He touched the cold treat to her lips.
She ran her tongue around the tip of the frozen snack. "I suppose that's for you to decide, isn't it?"
The front of his shorts tented. "How do you suppose I determine that?" he whispered hoarsely.
This wasn't helping, but screw it, she was horny and it wasn't like she was interrupting his work. She sat back on her heels. "I guess you'll just have to figure that out for yourself." She stripped off her shirt and went back to her weeding, casting a "fuck me" glance over her shoulder.
He reached out with one hand and slid the shorts down her backside. She kicked them off, leaving her totally naked as she knelt on the grass. He caressed her cheeks with his left hand and whispered, "Just keep doing what you're doing, love."
She did, and when his hand explored between her legs she spread them a little, a hungry moan escaping her.
"Do you like that, sweetheart?" he asked.
She nodded, hanging her head and watching his hand between her legs. Sweat trickled down her back and neck in the hot sun, and so what if she ended up with a hellacious sunburn? She didn't care, as long as he didn't stop.
After a moment he pulled his hand away, resting it on her hip. She moaned. "No...please don't stop..."
"Don't worry, I'm not. It looks like you're very hot, aren't you, sweetheart?"
She nodded.
"Would you like me to cool you off?"
She nodded, wiggling her hips, hoping he'd do something, anything, to get her off.
He placed his hand on the small of her back. "Hold still, then, and let me cool you off."
She jumped when she felt something cold between her legs--the Popsicle--but he kept his hand on her back, firmly holding her in place. He swirled it around her entrance, running it over her clit and then slowly inserted it, fucking her with it.
She moaned. The cold in contrast to how hot she was made her shiver with pleasure.
"Do you like that?" He fucked her with a slow, deep rhythm, knowing her body, knowing what he was doing to her.
"Mmm."
"Spread your legs wider, sweetheart." She did while he changed position. Then he was lying under her, his lips and tongue massaging her swollen nub while he fucked the frozen treat into her. It didn't take long.
"Oh, Tyler!" She exploded, grinding against him while he kept wave after wave of pleasure racing through her body. She collapsed, her head on her forearms as he slid out from under her. She rolled over on her back in the grass, trying to catch her breath, his hand still between her legs holding the Popsicle--what was left of it--in place. He finally sat up and removed it, then sucked on it.
"So, are you angel or devil?"
She crooked her finger and he lay beside her, propped on one elbow. She opened her mouth and he touched the treat to her lips. She sucked on it, her eyes never leaving his. He pulled it out and kissed her, then tossed it away and rolled on top of her. At some point he'd removed his shorts and he slid into her, both moaning as he buried his throbbing cock into her wet and ready sex.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he fucked her. "What do you think?"
"I think you're a beautiful angel, Nevvie. My sweet angel with a devilish streak that has me under your control."
She grabbed the back of his head, grinding her mouth and hips into him. Then she broke their kiss and whispered in his ear, "Then fuck your angel, Tyler, and feel what heaven's like."
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Adult Excerpt: "Fire and Ice" (Triple Trouble prequel)
Monday, April 23, 2012
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Blurb:
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, M/M elements not involving the heroes, dragons, werewolves, consensual BDSM, whipping, spanking, HEA]
Lina thought surviving her Yellowstone vacation was hairy. She doesn't even have time to enjoy her newly discovered powers with her two hunky dragons before they and Brodey Lyall's wolf pack must band together again to find out who's responsible for grisly dragon murders.
As Lina finds out how deeply their tragic past is entwined with the present, new allies join their quest to hunt down the killer before he can strike again. But the more Lina learns about the past, the more questions she has.
In their transcontinental journey for justice against the vengeful and psychopathic cockatrice, Lina and her ever-expanding adopted clan have to rely not just on her random and unreliable incendiary powers, but on the skills and memory of a sadomasochistic immortal. The future happiness of the Lyall brothers depends on it, as do all their lives.
And she doesn't even have a Goddess 101 handbook.
Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.
Note: This book ends on a cliffhanger and the story continues in "Trouble Comes in Threes (Triple Trouble 1)."
A Siren Erotic Romance
Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.
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The correct order to read all of the Triple Trouble books and prequels is:
"Boiling Point" (Tasty Treats, Vol. 3)
Steam
Fire and Ice
Trouble Comes in Threes (Triple Trouble 1)
Storm Warning (Triple Trouble 2)
Three Dog Night (Triple Trouble 3)
Triple Dog Dare (Triple Trouble 4 - Coming June, 2012)
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Story Excerpt:
After breakfast, Brodey loaded Zack and Lina in one of their work trucks and drove them across the ranch to an isolated section of pasture adjoining a wooded area. Jan, Rick, and Kael stayed behind to discuss their various options with Ain and Cail.
They wouldn’t clarify exactly what options, but Lina suspected it was ways of keeping her safe.
“What are we doing here?” Lina asked as they climbed out.
Brodey started stripping. He laid his clothes in the truck bed. She wanted to blush, but found she couldn’t force herself to look away, either.
He laughed. “It’s okay, sugar. Feel free to look. I got over being bashful a century ago.”
Zack whistled. “Glad you don’t mind, because you are nice eye candy, Brodey.”
Brodey laughed again. “Sorry, you’re not only taken, you’re not my type. You want to fill her in, or do you want me to do it?”
“It was your idea.”
Lina felt herself growing frustrated. “Fill me in about what?”
Brodey turned to her. “Remember how in Yellowstone you did that out-of-body thing to talk to me when I found you?”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s practice doing that again. We wanted to come out here where there’s not much in the way of distractions.”
“You being naked is a huge distraction, Brodey,” she snarked.
“You’ve got that right,” Zack agreed as he tugged at his jeans.
Brodey snorted in amusement, but continued. “I’m going to shift. You try to figure out how you did that and come talk to me.”
“But I don’t know how I did it.”
“That’s the point,” Zack said. “You need to figure it out. No better time than now. Instead of wasting time trying to eliminate what you can’t do, let’s focus on strengthening what we already know you can do.”
Lina and Zack sat on the tailgate. They watched as Brodey shifted and headed out into the trees.
“Any suggestions?” she asked Zack.
“Nope. Sorry, sugar.”
She stared at the woods, in the direction Brodey headed. When she’d done it in Yellowstone, she’d been tied up in a tent and drugged, barely conscious when she sent her mind out and talked to Brodey. It’d been more an accident than anything.
A thought so stupidly simple occurred to her that it made her laugh.
“What is it?” Zack asked.
“Shh.” Remembering how she ended up at Baba Yaga’s, she closed her eyes and focused her mind and thought about seeing and talking to Brodey.
Instantly, she felt herself step outside her body. She turned and looked at the truck. She still sat there next to Zack.
Okay, so to find Brodey. She turned toward the woods and followed his path. Instead of walking, she envisioned herself floating, picking up speed as she moved until soon she was zipping along at a pretty good clip. It only took her a few moments to catch up with him. He was sitting in a small clearing, still shifted into his wolf form.
Lina stopped next to him. “Brodey, can you hear me?”
He didn’t react.
She reached out to pet him and envisioned her hand touching the fur on his head, as if solid. “Broo-deeey.”
He cocked his head, listening.
She tried again. This time, she could feel his fur under her hand. Brodey jumped away from her and shifted back into human form.
“Holy fuck, Lina! You scared the crap out of me!”
“What?”
He pointed at her. “You’re here.”
“You told me to do it.”
“Mentally. You’re actually here here.”
In the distance, they both heard Zack yelling something.
“Oh, crap,” she said, looking at her hands. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
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Adult Excerpt:
I am a lucky woman. Despite the difference in their hair, eyes, and skin tone, they were nearly identical hunks in build. “Don’t you think you want to undress?” she playfully asked them.
They both jumped out of bed and shucked their shorts and T-shirts before returning to their previous positions.
She grinned. Both of their generous cocks stood erect from their bodies. “How about we start out slow,” she suggested. “I think I’m in the mood to scratch an itch.”
Rick grinned. “One itch scratched, coming right up.” He crawled down the bed until he reached the juncture of her thighs. Jan wrapped his arms around her and nibbled on the side of her neck while cupping her breasts in his hands.
Rick’s warm hands pushed her thighs apart. His eyes turned deep amber in color, smoky from passion, as he flicked his tongue out and drew lazy circles around her clit.
She let out a little whimper. He loved to tease her, to make her beg for it. Jan’s cool hands found her sensitive nipples and started tugging on them, drawing them into taut peaks, serving only to fire her need.
“Does that feel good, lovely?” he whispered in her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe.
“Mmm hmm!”
Rick used his thumbs to part her pussy lips. His took a long, slow swipe along the length of her clit with his scorching tongue, making her moan. She felt her juices flowing, between what Jan and Rick were doing to her.
She tipped her head back so Jan could kiss her. She eagerly let his tongue part the seam of her lips. Hooking an arm around his neck, she arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked.
“Uh huh!”
Rick chuckled between her legs. “You’ll like this even more.” He grabbed her clit between his lips and lightly sucked on it. At the same time, he pressed two fingers inside her wet pussy, slowly finger-fucking her with them.
She spread her legs even wider. “Yesss!” she hissed.
Jan’s erection pressed against her ass. She wanted them both tonight, at the same time.
Rick continued sucking on her clit, alternating sucks with flicks from his tongue that finally drove her screaming over the edge to orgasm, with the walls of her cunt sucking at his fingers. Jan smothered her cries with his mouth as he pinched her nipples the way she loved, only serving to increase the sensation.
When she finally came down, Rick sat up and licked his fingers clean. “How was that, sweetie?”
“Uh huh!” She grabbed him and kissed him, tacking him back on the bed and mounting him. He laughed until she got his cock lined up and sat down on it, hard, with a satisfied moan.
“Oh, baby!” he groaned. “You’re in a mood, aren’t you?”
She looked over her shoulder at Jan. “What are you waiting for?” she asked. “Get the lube!”
He grinned. “Of course, lovely.”
While she waited for him, she started rocking back and forth on Rick’s cock, hard, slamming down on him the way he loved.
He held on to her hips. “Slow down,” he said through gritted teeth as he tried to maintain control. “I’ll explode if you don’t.”
Then she felt Jan’s hand in the center of her back. He pushed her down flat on top of Rick, who could finally get his arms around her.
She squirmed against him. “Fuck me!” she whined.
Jan laughed. “Hold on. Let me get ready.” She fell still as he drizzled lube down between her ass cheeks, then pressed a cool finger through her rim.
Lina closed her eyes and moaned. “Yes!” The two of them together, filling her, riding her, always gave her an explosive orgasm.
Usually gave her a vision, too, but she wouldn’t complain. She was suddenly so horny she couldn’t see straight.
By the time Jan had worked three fingers into her ass, she was begging him to fuck her. Finally, he withdrew his fingers and lined the head of his cock up with her puckered rim.
“Hold still,” he playfully chastised. Then he grabbed her shoulders and slowly pressed forward.
It was only Rick’s arms around her that held her still. She wanted to be fucked and fucked hard. It wasn’t until Jan’s cock was completely buried inside her ass, his balls touching her, that they finally let her move.
“Okay, sweetie,” Rick said. “Use us as your sex toys.”
She pushed herself up on her arms and started moving. The men let her set the tempo, and when they started moving in time with her, she felt her orgasm quickly building.
“Yesss!” she softly hissed.
“Ride us,” Jan said. He reached around her again and started pinching her nipples.
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Sneak Peek: Adult Excerpt from "Contractual Obligation"
Saturday, December 17, 2011
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Blurb:
Harper's father has issued her an ultimatum: quit working herself to death and have fun, or he'll oust her as CEO of their company. She thinks hiring Doug to be her assistant and play her boyfriend is the answer to all her problems, until she finds out about his secret.
Deep in debt from medical bills, Doug's parents are losing their home. Going to work for Harper is the answer to Doug's prayers. Yes, it means pretending to be Harper's boyfriend. That's a small price to pay. Unfortunately, it also means he has to say goodbye to Tate, his boyfriend, and the man he loves.
Tate doesn't hate Harper when he finds out why Doug went to work for her—and broke up with him. Can he gain Harper's trust and convince her Doug had good intentions…and that Doug's contractual obligation can easily become a two-hunk deal?
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Adult Excerpt: Sarasota Steam
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
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Blurb:
On the run and disguised as a man, Callie Johnson is on her way to inquire about a job at the Coval Ranch outside of Sarasota when she’s caught in a hurricane’s fury. Jasper Collins and Gregorio Valdes see right through her deception but are willing to protect her secret…if she’ll keep theirs.
The two men are lovers, but that’s not all. Jasper mourns the murder of his wife and children, while Goyo hides his true heritage. Callie can’t help but fall in love with them both. When the men make their intentions known, she doesn’t hesitate to become Mrs. Jasper Collins to protect all of them from flying rumors and meddling single women.
Callie can almost forget her past and her vengeful step-father. That’s when a brutal attack forces Jasper to face demons from his past as he sets out to protect their steamy little slice of heaven.
A Siren Erotic Romance
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Adult Excerpt:
She felt his stiff member rubbing against her. “Just going for a swim. Then I’m going to wash up. It’s my wedding day, you know.”
Goyo swam up behind them. She enjoyed the feel of his body pressed against her back. “Does your fiancé know you’re swimming with two naked men?” he joked.
She wiggled her backside against him. “Why, I believe he does,” she said, giggling.
Fires raged within her. She knew what passion and pleasure could feel like without them and wondered how much better it would be with one of their hands or better yet, their cocks, between her legs instead of her own fingers.
“I’d better get back to shore,” Jasper hoarsely said.
She clamped her legs around him. “No you don’t,” she warned. “You’re not leaving me out here feelin’ like this.” She wiggled again and felt his cock now rubbing against that sweet spot between her legs.
Jasper moaned. “Baby, don’t do that. I can’t control myself if you do that!”
Goyo’s arms wrapped around her, his hands cupping her breasts. “I think that’s her intent.”
“Dang right it is.” She held on to Jasper’s shoulders and rocked her hips against him. “It feels better than my hand, that’s for sure.” She leaned in and kissed him and felt his flesh pulsate against hers.
“Your first time shouldn’t be in the middle of a spring,” he tried to protest.
“Why not?” Goyo chimed in. “Ours was at a beach in St. Augustine.”
“See?” she insisted, nuzzling at his neck. “He agrees with me.”
“I think I still have sand in places no man should have sand,” Goyo grumbled.
“Not helping,” she quipped. “Please?” she whispered against Jasper’s neck. “Make me yours now. I don’t want to wait.”
* * * *
Jasper let out a low moan as he held her tightly with one arm. He couldn’t resist her plaintive request. With the other hand, he reached between her legs and found her throbbing nub of flesh. She moaned as he stroked it.
Goyo kissed his way across her shoulder. “Lean back against me, baby. Let him show you how good it feels.”
Jasper relinquished her to Goyo even as she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. Supporting her ass with one hand while she floated in the water, he used his other to stroke her clit, rubbing it, making her writhe between them as Goyo kissed her and swallowed every sweet cry she made. Jasper’s greatest fear proved unfounded—that it would remind him too much of painful days, of sweet and long-gone times he could never reclaim. He’d worried he might not be able to give her all of him the way he could Goyo. But his heart decided otherwise. Callie proved so different in mind, body, and soul than his sweet Mary had been, that there were no comparisons to distract him from making love to her with all his heart.
He gently parted her folds with his finger, pressing for entrance. Even in the cool water the lips of her sex felt hot, promising a wild ride once he had his cock planted firmly inside her.
She arched her back as he gently probed her. Then he added a second finger and she moaned again as she rocked her hips against him. “You’re so tight, baby,” he softly said.
Her eyes fluttered open. “Please, take me!”
He couldn’t hold back. No matter what he’d sworn, how much of a gentleman he’d be, he was only human. He lined up the head of his cock with her sex and gently pressed forward into her silken, hot pussy.
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Excerpt: Safe Harbor
Monday, October 24, 2011
http://www.bookstrand.com/safe-harbor
Behind the scenes tidbit: I got the idea for Bart, Clarisse's miniature Yorkie, from two that I always see in a local business. When I told the woman about my idea and how I used it in the story, she nearly wet her pants laughing and loved it. And the two Greek restaurants mentioned in the book really exist.
This is one of my favorite exchanges from the book. This is between Mac and Clarisse, while she's trying to wrap her head around why Mac enjoys being Sully's slave.
Blurb:
[Menage Amour 119: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, Contemporary, BDSM, Public Exhibition]
Clarisse seeks refuge from her abusive ex-boyfriend on the Dilly Dally, her uncle's old fishing trawler in Tarpon Springs, Florida. She doesn't expect to find Mac and Sully, the Dilly's sexy new owners, on board making love.
They're at first startled by her appearance, then outraged by the injuries her ex inflicted. They insist she stay with them, and with nowhere else to go, Clarisse agrees.
Both men find themselves falling for Clarisse, but she can't bring herself to completely trust Sully, a former cop, like her ex. She's shocked to discover the men aren't just lovers either, but full-time Master and slave in a BDSM relationship. As she learns more about their history and lifestyle, she uncovers her own hidden desires. When danger from her past returns, can Sully and Mac provide Clarisse a Safe Harbor?
Excerpt
Clarisse shoved that last twinge out of her thoughts. “What if he kicks you out with nothing?”
Mac shrugged. “He could, but he won’t. Legally we have an agreement that if we separate I’ll get certain things.”
“The Dilly?”
“That’s one of them.”
“It doesn’t scare you?”
“Why should it?”
Wrapping her head around the issue wasn’t happening as she hoped it would. She stood and paced the kitchen. “How do you know? How do you know you won’t get screwed? In the bad way,” she added.
“I don’t.”
“So you’re perfectly okay with him having all this control over you? Faced with the very real possibility of having to start over?”
He shrugged. “I can always get a job, go back to school for my master’s degree, something.”
It struck her how little she knew about the men. “You went to college?”
“Yeah. Sully made me take advantage of my GI Bill bennies. I had no interest in going to college. He ordered me to. I enlisted in the Army the week after I graduated from high school, went to boot camp a few weeks later. I had no interest in college.”
“What’s your degree in?”
“Marine biology. Sully said I could pick any major I wanted, but I had to earn a degree in something.” He smirked. “So you see, I’m not some poor, dumb asshole without options. I was offered an internship at Mote Marine. I turned it down despite Sully wanting me to take it.”
“He made you go to school?”
He grinned. “Yeah, how horrible is that? Fuckin’ sadist.”
Clarisse tried to process that. “You’re a marine biologist?”
He lifted an eyebrow. “No. I’m a slave.”
She blinked, trying to make sense of that. “Why would you give up a career to do that?”
“I trust him. This is what I want to do for the rest of my life, to serve him.” He studied her. “Have you ever really trusted anyone?”
She started to answer, then stopped, thinking about it.
Adult Excerpt: Hernando Heat
Thursday, October 20, 2011
http://www.bookstrand.com/hernando-heat
Adult Excerpt
She heard footsteps down the hall before sensing Joe in the doorway. He chuckled. “Mmm, that’s a beautiful sight.” She didn’t stop what she was doing as he walked across the room to the bed. She felt the bed shift behind her as Joe knelt on the mattress. Then his hands caressed her ass, stroking her rounded cheeks, his fingers pausing to brush against her mound.
That made her moan with pleasure, which in turn drew another moan out of Mason.
Joe chuckled. “Hmm, that’s an interesting reaction.” He stroked her again, making her moan around Mason’s cock again, and drawing yet another moan from his cousin.
She started to lift her head from Mason’s cock, but Joe gently rested a hand on the top of her head, holding her in place. “No, I think I like seeing you just like that. Plus it gives me perfect access to do what I want.”
She wondered what that was until she felt his lips and tongue between her legs, making her moan again. Every sound Joe pulled from her was echoed by Mason as the vibrations flowed from her throat to his cock. Joe licked and explored her pussy then drew her complete attention when he used his hands to hold her ass cheeks apart and his tongue slipped between them.
Katie nearly came from the new sensation as he circled her virgin rosebud with his tongue.
“Jesus,” Mason gasped. “What the hell are you doing to her, Joe? It sounds like you’re driving her out of her head!”
He sat up and chuckled, making her whine at the loss. “Nothing compared to what I’m about to do to her.” She sensed him reach for something but kept her eyes closed as she slowly sucked Mason’s cock. Then she felt something cool and slippery on her rim, followed by one finger carefully massaging the tight hole.
She shivered and spread her legs, giving Joe even better access to her ass. First one finger slipped inside her, then a second, nearly driving her out of her mind with need but not quite enough to push her over the edge. She desperately wished for a finger or tongue or even a cock to rub her clit and help her jump the final hurdle, but the men were content to keep her on the edge.
Finally, Joe withdrew his fingers, and then she felt him change position. “Relax, baby. Breathe through it.” The hard head of his cock pressed against her ass, and she felt stretched, not sure if she could take it. Then Joe reached between her legs and lightly stroked her clit with his finger.
She gasped around Mason’s cock. Joe didn’t tease her enough to make her orgasm, but the distraction from the stiff rod now plunging deep into her ass was enough to make her beg for them to make her come.
Both men laughed. Once she felt Joe’s thighs pressing against her ass, he slowly withdrew before sliding deep inside her again. It was an exquisite, filling sensation, different from their cocks in her pussy, strange and yet as right as everything else they’d done to her.
Then Joe reached around her and made her sit up against him. “Mason,” he hoarsely said, “I can’t hold it long. Let’s show this little lady who she belongs to.”
“Gladly.” With a sinful smile, Mason slid into position between her legs and helped Joe lower her down until his cock was poised at the entrance to her gushing pussy. “You belong to us,” Mason said as he grabbed her hips and thrust up into her.
She cried out with pleasure at the incredible fullness within her. Then they started moving together, slowly at first, gaining speed and thrusting harder until they found a seesaw rhythm that had both cocks slamming into her. Mason reached up and rolled her nipples between his fingers while Joe’s fingers found her clit again.
“Come for us, Katie,” Joe said, his voice deep and full of heat. “Show us who you belong to.”
She cried out when her orgasm hit, the hardest she’d ever felt in her life, the pleasure-pain of the hard and fast fucking keeping her release rolling through her like a runaway coach. She sobbed as it didn’t stop, the explosion bouncing around inside her and taking away all will.
“Yes!” she cried.
“Who do you belong to?” Joe commanded. “Tell us. Say it.”
“I belong to both of you,” she sobbed.
“That’s it,” Mason encouraged as he grabbed her hips and thrust hard and deep up into her. “You belong to us and you’re never gonna leave us, are you?”
“No!” she cried out.
“We feel you, baby,” Joe said, his hands now around her waist as his balls slapped against her flesh with every stroke. “You can’t lie to us that you love this. We feel your pussy begging us for more, don’t we?”
“Please don’t stop!” she begged. Despite worrying the pleasure might kill her, she never wanted it to end. It felt like her heart would burst from her chest.
“Tell us what you want, Katie,” Mason ordered. “Tell us you want us to fuck you hard.”
“Please…please fuck me.” She could barely gasp the words. Pleasure the likes of which she’d never felt before threatened to take her very breath away.
“That’s our good girl,” Mason said. “I’m going to give you exactly what you want.” She felt his cock swell inside her cunt, triggering another orgasm in her. In her ass, Joe fucked her even harder, the whole bed now shaking with his efforts.
“I’m going to come,” Joe said. “You’re going to be filled with us, and you’re going to wake up knowing you belong to us, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Please, do it!”
"Hernando Heat" now available for pre-order!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
http://www.bookstrand.com/hernando-heat
Blurb:
[Ménage Amour: Erotic Western Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M]
Katie Dorchester's heart died with her husband. Worse, her ex-in-laws would kill to steal her property. Forced to leave town, she tries to build a new life in Brooksville.
Enter Joe Lansing and his cousin, Deputy Mason Carlisle. Joe’s had run-ins with the Dorchesters before…and suspects his fiancée paid the price. Mason lost his sister to a rich bully. The men have heartache of their own, but when they intercede on Katie’s behalf to protect her from the Dorchesters, they know she is the one for them.
Katie would do anything to protect Joe and Mason’s reputations in town, including giving up her own happiness with them. When the Dorchesters threaten her men, she tries to protect them the only way she knows. Now her men are in a race to save her life and their new family. Can they keep her safe in the deadly Hernando Heat?
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Saturday, October 8, 2011
http://www.bookstrand.com/dead-moon-rising
Blurb:
[#205 Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F]
Sarah’s moving from Seattle to Miami when a cranky car and a terrifying brush with a serial killer leave her stranded in the middle of the dark and desolate South Dakota plains. Captain Plato Delaney of the South Dakota Highway Patrol is on the killer’s trail, and Sarah is the only living witness.
With limited funds and nowhere to go, Del invites her to stay with him and his lover, John Riley, himself a retired Trooper. It’s not long before the killer is on Sarah’s trail…and she’s in Del and John’s bed. Now the men have to protect Sarah against a killer who stays one step ahead of the law. But Sarah’s flashes of intuition prove to be stronger than any of them thought, and her conversations with the ghost of a little boy murdered decades earlier might be the key to saving them all from another Dead Moon Rising.
A Siren Erotic Romance
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Adult Excerpt: Stoneface
Saturday, October 1, 2011
http://www.bookstrand.com/stoneface
Adult Excerpt
Tim stretched out in bed next to her and started kissing her as Jack’s fingers slowly started massaging her rim again. He gently pressed for entrance with one finger and spent several long, achingly slow minutes stretching her.
Her cunt throbbed, desperate to feel a cock inside her. Tim reached up and cupped one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with his thumb. She thought the sensation would drive her mad with need.
“Please,” she gasped. If they kept this up, she’d spend all night coming. And it’d been years since she’d had two orgasms in the space of twenty-four hours.
Both of them self-induced.
How sad am I?
She shoved that thought out of her brain and tried to relax as the men refused to rush.
“No, I like hearing you beg,” Jack teased. “The longing in your voice. That just really gets me revved up.”
Tim chuckled. “He’s not kidding. I can’t tell you how many times he’s made me beg.”
“Please!” She had no shame. That point had long passed and was miles away in her rearview mirror.
“Please what, baby?”
She wiggled her hips. “Please fuck me!”
He added more lube and a second finger to her tight ass, slowly fucking her with his hand. “Oh, I will fuck you, baby. All night long. So will Tim. You’re just dying to feel what it’s really like to have two cocks inside you at the same time, aren’t you?”
Her body trembled with need. “Yes!” she gasped.
Tim sat up and held up a condom wrapper. “I think I’d like to slide my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours.”
She swallowed hard and eagerly nodded. He took his time sheathing his cock in the condom, frequently shooting her looks that told her he was enjoying torturing her with the wait every bit as much as Jack was.
He lay back and rolled her on top of him, Jack never relinquishing his hold on her ass. In fact, before Tim could enter her, Jack added a third finger, stretching her even more, making her gasp.
Jack stopped moving. She heard the concern in his voice. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Hell, yes! Please don’t stop?”
Both men laughed. “Don’t worry,” Tim said, grabbing her hips. “We won’t.” He positioned her above his cock and she moaned as she impaled herself on him.
“Oh, yes!” She wanted to start riding him, the delicious feeling of Jack’s fingers in her ass stoking her desire to furnace intensity. But the men wouldn’t let her, holding her still while Jack kept up his sweet torture.
“Not yet, baby,” Jack crooned. “When we’re ready.”
She wiggled and squirmed, but Tim wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down to his chest, holding her still while he deeply kissed her. Finally, after what felt like forever, Jack withdrew his hand and disappeared for a moment. Then she heard him return and the sound of a condom wrapper being ripped open.
After a long, agonizing moment, she felt him kneel behind her and even more lube drizzled down the seam of her ass. “Relax, baby. We’ll be here a while.”
At first, she wasn’t sure she could take him despite the careful preparation. But he did go slow, every little bit of forward motion filling her deeper, stretching her with an erotically charged ache she both loved and wasn’t sure she could take another second.
When he was finally seated deep in her ass, he pulled her up, her back pressed against his chest. Tim’s eager hands immediately went to her breasts, pulling and tugging on her nipples as Jack nibbled on her shoulder.
“How’s that feel?”
Better than great, even better than she thought it ever could. Never in her perviest dreams had she ever thought it could be that good. She nodded. “Great!”
He nipped her. “Better than you imagined?”
She tried to wiggle and move to rub her clit against Tim’s body, but Jack held her still in his firm embrace. “Yes!”
Tim laughed. “Oh, baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He dropped one hand to her swollen, throbbing clit and started rubbing.
Gwen’s orgasm immediately exploded, rolling through her body, intensified by the feeling of the two cocks buried deeply inside her. She gave all control over to Jack as he held her, whispering dirty things in her ear as Tim relentlessly kept her coming. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Jack lowered her on top of Tim and both men started moving. They fucked her slowly at first, getting their rhythm down, seesawing their cocks back and forth into her as she trembled with each wave of pleasure rolling through her.
Who needs a vibrator? she thought as another climax had her muscles squeezing both cocks and only intensifying the sensations within her.
“Jesus, that’s beautiful!” Tim gasped as his hands clamped down on her hips again. “Holy crap, I’ve never felt anything like this!”
Jack’s hands grasped her shoulders as he slowly thrust, withdrawing almost all the way before pushing deep within her. Tim’s cock hit her clit with each stroke, and she gave up trying to think as pure lust and passion assaulted her senses.
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