Guest: Morgan King + Giveaway

Duty to Love by Morgan King

To me books and love go together hand in hand; you can never have too much of either. When combined even better.

I remember various stages of my life based around the different discoveries I’ve made of books that include sex.

The first has to be The Body Book, by Claire Rayner. My mother introduced me to this when I was four and I now have a copy for my son to look at. I believe we should feel comfortable talking to kids about sex and it never hurts to have a book to help.

Then when I was ten my sister left her copy of Forever, by Judy Bloom, lying around and I sneaked of to read it at least four times. It’s the first time I remember thinking maybe sex isn’t yucky.

When I was a teen I found a copy of My Secret Garden, by Nancy Friday, on the home bookshelves and it was a key factor in making me comfortable with my own sexuality.
I read an awful lot of romances during my teenage years, yes mainly Mills and Boon as that was what I could get my hands on in vast quantity and if nothing else they were great stress relief during hormonal years.

For many years, while at University and working 9-5 I didn’t read much for pleasure and when I did it was mainly thrillers, then I had my first son and I couldn’t face the blood, gore and evil characters any more. I frequently walked to the town Library and started picking up romances and discovered a whole new world of romance that wasn’t Mills and Boon, but was well crafted, fun and erotic. I devoured books by Stephanie Laurens, Kresley Cole, Mary Balogh, Christien Feehan, and many more. Somewhere along the line I found Lora Leigh and in searching her back catalogue I discovered Ellora’s Cave and the world of e-publishers of Erotic Romance. For my next birthday I got an e-reader.

Reading really does expand your horizons, bit by bit the books I read got hotter and hotter and I’d finally started reading the sort of story I felt inspired to write. I mean books I’ve read have inspired me to write before, my favourite novel is The Crimson Petal and the White, by Michel Faber, and yes it is about human nature and sex, and when I read the first page I thought This is the book I wish I’d written, but know I never could have. The first story I wanted to write and felt I could because I instantly saw the beginning complete with regency setting, the very hot middle and the happy ever after end is Duty to Love, although the final story ended up being twice as long as the first draft!

Duty to Love is published by Evernight Publishing and available from Friday 22nd February.

I’m a huge Jane Austen fan so writing a regency romance was a foregone conclusion. I also love ménage, for me I enjoy reading a man’s point of view and feeling the depth of his emotion, with two men there is all the more of this. I also wanted to write something convincing, a regency ménage that doesn’t require a complete suspension of belief. I hope I’ve succeeded.

Morgan King is going to give one lucky commenter a free e-copy of her book. To enter all you have to do is leave a comment about what you thought of the blurb or any question you’d like to ask her about the book?

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Duty to Love is an erotic regency romance; the story of two brothers and the one woman they have both fallen in love with…

A craftily worded contract and fate finds Arthur, Earl of Hentonury, having to marry not the lady he expected but her younger sister Amelia, the woman he knows his brother James loves and hoped to marry. Arthur cares for both Amelia and James how can he choose between his love for them and his duty?
James may be the younger son, but he has taken leave from the Army and will fight for Amelia.
Torn between her feelings for two brothers Amelia wishes to marry Arthur but can’t bear to lose James.
Is there any chance the three of them can find happiness together? Will duty or love win out?

Excerpt

Arthur was in his study but not alone.
The two men must have sensed an intrusion, her approaching presence, for they turned to face her. Their faces became animated upon seeing her, giving smiles so similar she felt the weight of their combined warmth pulling an upwards movement from her own lips.
“James!” she uttered his name on a cry before racing forward and flinging herself into his arms. Unprepared his arms brushed her sides and hung around her back in a low, loose hold.
Sensing his discomfort Amelia shifted back to look at him, then turned to Arthur. Were they upset with her? Now she was to be married to him, was Arthur concerned that she might appear overly familiar with James?
She had thought James might be happy for her and Arthur. She would not be wedded to some stranger, moving to live far away; they could carry on, the three of them, friends as before.
Things weren’t the same, though; faced with two men, tension stiffening their postures, expressions equally tight, Amelia realized she had been naive. Marrying Arthur might well mean the end of her friendship with James. They could no longer be frequently in each other’s company, completely at ease with each other, for she would belong to Arthur. A married woman was an entirely different prospect for a friend than a young girl running wild.
When Amelia had imagined James coming back from the Army and herself entering society, she had pictured them enjoying the season together, James, with his dashing good humor, providing light relief from the monotony of town entertainments. Now she would not be having a season, and James, while as dashing as ever, did not appear in good humor.
“I’m sorry, Arthur, I did not think. It’s James. You know I would not be so improper with anyone else.” She took a step back from James, glancing at Arthur anxiously.
“Except me?” Arthur’s tone sounded pointedly hopeful, and Amelia realized he was teasing her.
Amelia grinned. “Except you.” It used to be that James was the only one who teased her. Even when the three of them had larked around together Arthur had always been the voice of caution, unintentionally acting as a springboard to James and Amelia’s rebellion. Recently Arthur had begun to tease Amelia, and every time he did it added to the feeling of warmth that centered inside her when Arthur was near.
Had James noticed the changes in Arthur?
Amelia turned to look at James just as she felt him tug her back into his embrace. “Come here, you little hellion.”
This time he held her tight, her breasts pressed flush to his chest and his hands cupping her hips. For all their previous play together Amelia had never been held like this before. It was no casual embrace; it seemed full of intent.
Amelia only realized James’ s intent when he leaned down and guided his lips to hers. The initial pressure was fairytale light, unexpected, and led to everything she’d hoped a kiss could be.
It was teasing, playful; his lips glided against hers in subtle movements, retreating then advancing into firmer contact. There was a little nip of teeth and a quick taste with the tip of his tongue.
Amelia let herself be kissed, and she reveled in the flurry of sensations her lips were experiencing. Greedy for more she let her hands roam freely over James’s back, tracing the shape of his muscles, over his powerful shoulders to the unclothed skin of his nape.
James’s hands tightened on her, pulling her closer, until their hips pressed as close as their chests. Amelia felt breathless, heady. It was a novel sensation. She’d never been one for allowing her corset to be laced too tight. She’d never imagined Arthur could make her feel like fainting.
But, oh God, it wasn’t Arthur kissing her. Amelia jerked trying to free herself of James’s hold. Arthur was watching her. He was watching her kiss another man. She was kissing her fiancé’s brother while he watched.

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All romance E-Books / Bookstrand

Author Bio
When reading other Author Bios I often identify with what has been said, so yes it is all true for me too: writing and being published has been a lifelong dream (seriously it has, but I’ve been busy doing lots of other stuff especially reading), I also have a day job (helping to create positive change is really important to me so as well as getting involved in lots of community projects I work in Charity Management), I live somewhere beautiful in the East of England, steeped in inspiring countryside and history, when I’m not at work I’m often being a princess, pirate, monster or whatever takes my four year olds fancy and most importantly I would love to hear from you, this is the first story I’ve shared so if you contact me I’ll probably do a little dance and will certainly smile inside for at least a week before replying.
morganking@hotmail.co.uk or look for me on facebook.

Update + Cover Art Reveal + Love, Death and Justice

Hi all,

I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch for some time. I’ve been very poorly. The good news with my illness is the fact I’m sat at the computer for most of my days lol. I’m plugging my way through the next Owners book. James’s story is really keeping me in suspense. I hope to have it finished very soon.

In good news The Valentines: Adam has been accepted by Total-E-Bound and will be published by them later this year.

Also accepted are;

2025: Hope by Evernight Publishing

Expecting the Playboy’s baby by Evernight publishing.

I want to say a big thank you to your lovely comments about Owned by the Dom Part one.

New Cover Art!!!

just-friendsThey’d been friends throughout childhood but could they be lovers?

Leah, Chase and Mitch were the best of friends since they were young children. Nothing and no-one could tear them apart. Leah knows she is in love with her two friends. She never acted on it though for fear of destroying their friendship.

When they were younger, Chase and Mitch fought over who would have Leah. They agreed they would never make her choose between them.

One night after to many cocktails, Leah wakes up, naked in bed with Mitch. The commotion brings Chase to the bedroom. She has slept with both of her friends, the only problem is….she can’t remember any of it.

Love Death and Justice

I’ve also been made aware that, Love, Death and Justice has been reduced on Amazon. Here are the links and some more information about the book for you to check out if you wish.

Amazon (US): http://www.amazon.com/Love-Death-Justice-ebook/dp/B009CDWE5K/ref=pd_ybh_7

Amazon (UK): http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Death-Justice-ebook/dp/B009CDWE5K/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1361952138&sr=1-3

lovedeathandjustice_800Book one in the Love and Death Series

Love and death are always part of life, but now is the time to seek out justice.

Catherine Hart is running. She’s just witnessed her sister’s murder. She can’t run fast enough. Caught and thrust into Cyril Wood’s world of prostitution and chaos, she must seduce Lance Clay and get the deal her sister was striking, or die.

Nothing is as it seems. Her sister was hiding far deeper than she could imagine. Lance wants Clay’s head and is prepared to do anything to get what he wants.

Catherine is a gift to Lance and together they must fight for her freedom and bring Cyril down. But in this world nothing is as it seems. Is her sister really dead, and who is really controlling Cyril?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of violence that some readers might find objectionable.

New Release: Owned By The Dom Part One

Owned by the Dom Part One (The Owners 3) 

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The Owners, 3

Part One of Two

James Castleden has had enough of the press surrounding him and his club. Ravage is his place to let loose. He is possessive and dominant. When the younger sister of the woman he used to date walks into his club, James is not ready for the instant attraction he feels toward her. 

Prudence Star fell in love with James seven years ago. She is no shy virgin and knows what he is. James does not scare her. She’s read the reports about his association with club Possession and she craves what only he can give. 

When their flirting deepens, James cannot stop the craving inside him to own, to claim, and to take Prudence as his woman. 

But Possession and Ravage are under serious threat. Dominic and Eugene were just the beginning. There is nowhere to hide and no way to keep his woman safe. The Owners have no idea who they’re really dealing with. 

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, caning

Excerpt:

How could he fight this?

There was no one else in the world for him. James didn’t want to let her go. She moved his hand down to her left breast. Her full mound filled his palm. She was just the right size for him. Prudence took his other hand and placed his palm between her legs.

“I’m not going anywhere, Sir. I want you and will do anything to be owned by you,” she said.

Her words were not lost on him.

He removed his palm from between her thighs to sink his fingers into her hair. James brought her close to him as he thumbed her nipple feeling her tighten against him.

“Do you have any idea what those words mean?” he asked.

“I was listening to you, James. I want that, too, and I think you do as well.”

James didn’t argue with her. It was true. The possessiveness that swamped him, the aggression he’d displayed—he’d seen it all in his two friends.

“You’re so young,” he said.

“Who cares? I don’t. Age means nothing to me.”

James couldn’t fight it anymore. The longer they were together, the harder it was to deny himself. He hated other men talking to her, and he’d been the one to put her in this position in the first place. Through his own actions, he’d taken her own job away, giving her no choice but to accept what he gave her.

“I want you, James,” she whispered. Her blue eyes darkened with her arousal. The kisses they’d shared over the past few weeks had done nothing except ignite a flame inside them. He sensed it strongly within her as he did himself. James knew he was a fool to have allowed one kiss let alone all the others.

No other woman could tame the monster inside him other than the woman standing before him.

James slammed his lips against hers. There was nothing nice or subtle about taking her. He needed to rid every memory of the men she’d dated before him. Prudence was all his, and he was going to show her what it really meant to be owned by a dominant man.

“There is no backing out, Prudence. I take you now, and you’re mine. No one gets to touch what is mine.”

She cupped his cheek. Her fingers stroked his skin. “I’ve always been yours, James.”

Her words unleashed the monster within him. He pushed her back until she was pressed against the wall. In the next moment her blouse was torn from her body. The buttons sprayed around the room. He worked her bra off until her tits spilled out.

A groan escaped him. She was ripe and ready to be fucked. Her pale mounds were tipped with cherry red nipples. They were tight and pointing up at him. He dropped his head to one nipple, taking it into his mouth. Prudence cried out. He covered her mouth with his palm, pulling away from her.

“Be quiet. We don’t want anyone running in here wondering what I’m doing to you.”

Her gaze flashed to the door then down at him. James went to remove his hand. She placed her hand over his not allowing him to let go.

James smiled. “Don’t make a sound.” He went back to tonguing her nipple. James knew that no one would dare enter his office without his permission. They were both safe inside his four walls. He saw the arousal intensify in her gaze. She was turned on by the possibility of being caught.

He ran his tongue over her skin and glided the tip of his tongue around her other nipple. With his free hand, he fingered the wet bud he’d left.

His cock pulsed in his pants. The pre-cum leaked out of the tip and into his pants. He knew the first time with Prudence wouldn’t be enough.

Leaving her nipple, he moved down to unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper. He slid the metal zipper down before placing his hand over her mound. Her panties didn’t hide her arousal. She was soaking wet. Her feminine scent teased the air. She smelt amazing.

James let go of the nipple and dropped down before her. Prudence looked down at him as he eased the denim down her legs. Her mouth was uncovered, and he heard her moaning. The sound filled the air around him like the scent of her pussy did.

“You’re soaking wet for me, baby?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“Yes, what?” he asked.

She licked her lips, gazing down at him.

“Yes, Sir.”

Buy Links: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All Romance E-Books / Bookstrand

Troy’s Older Love Now On Amazon!

Hi all,

Troy’s Older Lover is now up on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

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[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Older Hero Romance, M/M, HEA]

Troy Stone is in love with his boss. He knows he has no chance with Joshua. For one, Joshua “Josh” Hudson is not gay, and second, why the hell would the older man even look at him? He’s only a personal assistant.

However, a kiss soon leads to so much more.

Without thinking, Troy kisses his boss after an innocent night out. All too soon the kiss leads to much more than either man expected. When Troy has to leave to go back home, Josh goes with him for comfort. While he’s there he learns how much he feels about Troy and the happiness that can be gained.

But Troy pushes him away, and Josh has to decide if he’s willing to put both of their happiness to the test or to simply walk away from the unknown.

STORY EXCERPT

 

Troy accepted his lot in life, but he wanted love. He did want to settle down and find the right man to spend the rest of his life with. So, trawling the streets late at night, he’d gone into a secluded gay bar and bumped right into Josh Hudson. The rest of the night turned into a blur. He didn’t go home with his boss. What he did was spend the rest of the night into the early hours of Saturday morning talking to the guy. Josh ceased being his boss and became an everyday guy over the hours they talked. He learned so much about him.

The one thing he didn’t learn was why Josh had been in the bar. He hadn’t thought to ask at the time. Talking with each other without the constraints of work had been a pleasure Troy couldn’t deny himself.

Josh had walked him home during the sunrise. Neither touched nor spoke during the short, brisk walk. Talking had not been necessary. The closeness had been perfect. When they’d gotten to his place, Troy had taken out of his keys then, without thinking, kissed Josh on the lips. The touch had been small. Nothing big. Two lips against each other. One set of lips inviting the other for so much more. Troy hadn’t lingered over the kiss even though he wanted to. Josh’s lips felt perfect for the split second they were together. The electricity that had sparked between them left Troy wanting more. So much more. Out of all the men he’d dated, none of them ever left him wanting more. The other boyfriends or one-night stands had merely left him satisfied while the smallest kiss with Josh left him yearning for more.

All he could think about was meeting Josh again. Then, after a long, dreamless sleep, Troy had woken up and realised his mistake. He’d kissed his boss. Once the realisation set in, so, too, did the panic. He loved his job. The research, the clients, and answering the phone. He loved it and was damn good at what he did.

The elevator pinged, followed by the doors opening. Josh stood inside. He was on the phone, moving swiftly toward him. There was no change on his face even as Josh saw him. His boss stood right in front of him, said good-bye to whoever was on the phone, then looked at him.

“Bring my coffee and the morning mail into my office,” Josh said then walked around him.

Troy had expected words like “you’re fired” or “what the fuck were you doing?” All types of scenarios ran rampant in his mind.

Instead, he got an order for coffee and mail. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he rushed to the lounge, grabbed a coffee then the mail.

He was about to walk into the office when he saw his hands were shaking. The coffee he’d made was spilling onto the floor.

“Shit,” he said. Putting the cup down on the desk, he grabbed some paper towels to start wiping up the mess he’d created.

Where was his usual efficiency? It was his boss, not a potential date or dinner with a client.

“Get yourself together, Troy, before you give him a great excuse to fire you.” The pep talk did little for his confidence. He cleaned the mess then went for another cup of coffee. Other people were milling around the office floor, waiting for the morning to pass. The law office could get busy, and there was always room for more researchers or staff. He shook his hands out to try to gain his composure.

“Are you all right, Troy?” Mandy asked. She was another personal assistant like him to another guy across the hall.

“Yeah, rough weekend.”

She came and put her hand on his shoulder. “Let me know if you need to talk. Stress is not good for the mind or the body.”

He liked her. She was a sweet little thing. “Will do.”

Mandy smiled at him, took a coffee for her own boss, then left the room.

“Get it together.”

His hands stopped shaking within moments. He took the cup, grabbed the mail from his desk, and entered the office where Josh was currently signing a piece of paper.

Troy put the coffee down then waited for Josh to put his hand out to take the mail. Nothing happened. He stared out of the office window overlooking the city.

When would the torture be over?

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

Josh leaned down and brushed his lips against Troy’s. There was no response from him. “Either tell me to go or touch me, Troy.”

A split second passed, and Josh knew Troy was going to ask him to leave. His heart felt heavy. The pain smacked into his gut, holding him down like a lead weight.

“I don’t want you to go,” Troy said.

Josh didn’t give him time to change his mind. His lips were on Troy’s in a heartbeat. He pressed him against the wall, holding him steady as he plunged his tongue into his mouth. Their moans echoed around the room. Troy finally put his hands on him. His touch went down Josh’s back, around his waist, and up to circle his neck. Josh caught the hairs at the back of Troy’s head and pulled his head back. There was a gasp, followed by the sweetest sigh Josh had ever heard.

The need to fight his own feelings was strong, and he pushed all negative thoughts to the back of his mind. He didn’t need the added pressure of feeling he was doing something wrong. How could something that felt so right be so wrong? It was perfect.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” Josh said, brushing his lips down to his neck. He inhaled the sweet fragrance of Troy’s cologne along with his own unique body scent.

He gave Troy enough time to unbutton his shirt then peeled the fabric from his shoulders. Troy had thick shoulders that had more to do with size than muscle. Josh got his own physique from the amount of exercise he did. “You feel so good,” he said.

Josh touched the younger man’s body, wanting more but not knowing how to ask for more.

“Let’s go someplace more comfortable.” Troy took his hand, leading him through to the sitting room. The couch was only a two-seater, and he understood why from the size of the apartment. It almost made him ashamed at the size of his own three-story home. He sat down on the couch beside Troy. There was no sound to be heard. They were both naked from the waist up. Josh saw Troy had no tattoos at all, unlike he did. He loved getting a tattoo. The only problem was the eagle on his back. He’d requested Natalie’s name under the tattoo only to have it removed and coloured in several months ago.

“Why do you have a tattoo on your back?” Troy asked, almost as if he was reading his mind.

“I love getting ink. The only problem with my profession is the fact clients don’t like seeing ink on their lawyers. I have to refrain from it being seen.” He turned his hand over, showing the intricate design of a dagger plunging through a heart on the inside of his arm.

“Is that why you wear long shirts?”

“Yes. I don’t want to talk about my ink, Troy. Come here.” He crooked his finger, telling Troy to come closer. There was a smile decorating his lips. Josh moaned as the other man got closer. The feel of him pressed against his body was heady.

Their lips touched, and little fireworks went off inside Josh’s body. He’d never felt such a primal connection as he did with Troy. When they were together, the world faded. Even when they were working, Josh always felt like they were the only two people in the world. Was this destined to happen between them?

Josh did not believe in fate or destiny. He believed in emotions and action. What was happening between them couldn’t be explained. All he had to do was allow his heart to lead for a change.

For the first time in his life, Josh felt deliriously happy. He’d never felt like this with Natalie. Josh ran his fingers up and down Troy’s back. Goose bumps erupted on his own flesh. Troy put a hand on his chest and ran his fingers past his nipples and down to the flat panes of his stomach.

He moaned, kissing Troy, then paused as the other man’s hand touched his cock. The excitement made him release pre-cum into his pants.

“I’m sorry,” Troy said.

“No, it’s all right, go ahead.”

He watched as Troy unbuttoned his pants. The zipper was lowered. Josh wore a pair of black boxer briefs. He lifted up for his pants to be pulled down. Troy went to the floor before him. Josh saw his cock was thick and outlined by the boxer briefs he wore. “We can stop if you’re not ready for more.”

Josh shook his head. He was more than ready. Everything that had ever happened in life he’d dealt with. He wasn’t lying when he said he’d regret walking away from Troy.

“I’m ready.” He pushed his boxers down his legs, watching as his shaft sprang straight up for attention.

This was it. Once they crossed this next line, there was no turning back. Usually, he’d feel a slight twinge of fear at being plunged into the unknown. Most of the other times in his life he was alone when dealing with the unknown. This time, he wasn’t alone. He had Troy. His very loyal personal assistant.

“I want you, Troy.”

 

 

Guest: Susan Hayes

Guarding Valentina: Book Three in the Paladin Protection Agency Series

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[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, vampires, public exhibition, HEA]

Sometimes everything has to go wrong so that fate can make it right.

Valentina Farro is used to being the hunter, not the hunted, but when a vampire marks her for death, everything changes. Now one of Paladin’s fiercest warriors is fighting for her life and the lives of her Paladin family.

It should have just been another assignment, but nothing goes according to plan when the vampire Aedan Doyle is hunting leads him around the world and into Valentina’s life. A vampire hunter with supernatural abilities of his own, Aedan is determined to keep Val safe, no matter what the cost. He appoints himself as Val’s personal bodyguard and then he makes sure he’s guarding her beautiful body up close and personal, every chance he gets.

As the body count rises, Valentina and Aedan’s new bond is tested to the breaking point. Trusting each other with their lives is one thing, but can two solitary warriors find the courage to trust each other with their hearts?

Adult Excerpt:

She wriggled against him again, working her fingers between their bodies and under his clothing to wrap around his cock. “Mhmm,” she hummed in agreement. She managed to stroke a fingertip over the sensitive slit at the end of his dick, spreading the pre-cum over the head. The feeling of her hand sliding over his slick skin made his cock harder still, and he broke their kiss with a shuddering groan.

“You keep this up and I’m going to be inside you before you know it.”

“Promises, promises.” She pumped his cock with her hand as she nibbled her way down his neck to his chest, biting just hard enough to entice. “You need to be naked first.”

“So do you. So, as much as I am enjoying this, you need to let me up.”

She grinned at him in challenge as she fisted his cock from root to tip. “Make me.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He surged off the couch and caught her in his arms on the way up. He lifted her high enough he could suckle one sweet nipple into his mouth, enjoying her low moans of encouragement. He let go of her breast with an audible pop and lowered her to her feet, his hands already tugging at the waistband of her pants. She was trying to get his shirt up over his head at the same time, and both of them laughed as they blocked each other’s efforts.

“I’ll go first,” she offered as she let go of his shirt and dropped to her knees, taking his pants and underwear down with one clean jerk. With his pants still around his knees, she leaned in and sucked his cock deep into her mouth, and his legs nearly buckled at the sensation that surged through his body. She finished undressing him one-handed as she cupped his balls with the other hand, rolling them between her fingers as her tongue worked its way up and down his dick.

“Jesus that feels good.” He rolled his hips, pushing himself deeper into the velvety heat of her mouth. She hummed something in response, and he could have sworn all the blood in his body flowed to his cock. He tore his shirt over his head and threw it aside, his hands already tangled into her hair before it hit the floor. She was tall enough that she had to bow her head even when she was on her knees, and the thought flashed through his mind he’d be able to bend her over and take her from behind without having to worry about any height issues for once. The image of her long, lean form bent in front of him sent a spike of lust hammering straight through him.

Her fingers stroked up the back of his thigh, a gentle caress that was a marked counterpoint to the powerful swirl and suction she was using on his cock. His balls tightened as she toyed with them, and he bucked his hips again. Her teeth raked lightly along his shaft, and he almost missed the moment she slid a finger between his butt cheeks and pressed hard, just breaching the rim of his anus.

“Fuck!” He groaned as the triple set of sensations nearly broke his control. His hands tightened in her hair, and she laughed at him, the vibrations setting off another flurry of pleasurable sensations. She swallowed him so deep he forgot to breathe, and when she wiggled her finger inside his ass again, he lost the battle to stay in control and came harder than he had in his life. He fucked her mouth as his orgasm washed through him, and he could feel her sweet lips tighten around him every time she swallowed another spurt of his cum.

He loosened his hold on her hair as his wits slowly returned, and she licked his cock one last time before looking up at him with an expression of smug amusement. “Pleased with yourself, are you?” he asked as he reached down to help lift her back to her feet and then scooped her into his arms without effort. She squealed in protest as he held her, her feet kicking out wildly as he looked around the room for the perfect place for what he had planned next. A large wing chair caught his eye, and he headed for it as she laughed and tried to wriggle free. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

He laid her carefully over one of the overstuffed arms, her head on the seat and her delectable ass stuck up in the air. “Don’t you move a muscle,” he warned her as he stripped her pants off and then stroked his hand down her back and over the curve of her bare bottom. The lips of her pussy already gleamed with evidence of her arousal, the scent of it just strong enough to tease at his senses. He laid his hands on the twin globes of her ass and kneaded them as he dropped to his knees and then nuzzled his face between her thighs. His tongue teased along the seam of her pussy, and he felt her quiver in anticipation, her thighs parting.
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/guarding-valentina
You can check out Susan’s other books, including the rest of the Paladin Protection Agency series at Siren-Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/susan-hayes

Guests: Reggie and Kasi Alexander

1.       Tell us about yourself.

We are a writing team that consists of a real-life Master and slave. We practice power exchange 24/7 and are passionate about educating the public about BDSM, polyamory and power exchange. Our first series (“Becoming sage,” “Saving sunni,” “It’s Only Kinky the First Time” and “Learning the Ropes”) was under the names Kasi and Reggie Alexander, published by Omnific Publishing. Our second series, “Clifftop Fantasies” and “The Masters of Falcon’s Fantasies,” with the third installment about to go out is being written under the name Cassidy Browning and is published by Siren Bookstrand.

 

2.       What genre do you write and why?

We write realistic BDSM ménage romance. We are polyamorous (there are three of us) and we practice BDSM and power exchange, so we know those lifestyles intimately and want to promote more public awareness and acceptance of them. Plus they’re hot!

 

3.       What made you become a writer?

Both of us (Reggie and Kasi) have always wanted to be writers. When we started a Master/slave relationship, Reggie decided it would be a good way to help Kasi achieve that goal, so we began a writing schedule and started brainstorming our first book, “Becoming sage.” It was also very cathartic, because it helped us work through some of the more difficult emotions involved in becoming poly and doing M/s. We found we really enjoyed team writing so we kept at it. When Kasi was laid off her job of 12 years (for writing alternative romance), we decided to use the time to write as many books as possible and see if we couldn’t turn it into a full-time career.

 

4.       Tell us about your recent book or series.

We are very proud of our “BDSM Ménage Fantasies” series from Siren. It deals with a woman who inherits a large house on the California coast. She moves there with her boyfriend and they turn it into a BDSM bed-and-breakfast. The first book, “Clifftop Fantasies,” tells the story of how she discovers BDSM and makes the decision to incorporate it into her business, including becoming submissive to her father’s assistant Karl. The second book deals with a rock star, Daphne Monroe, whose career is faltering. She meets Decker, a Dominant who pairs up with her manager Finn and together they take her in hand. The third book, which is almost ready to go to the publisher, is about Sami Peters, a massage therapist who’s lost her self-confidence and her career. She goes to Clifftop under protest, only to meet Crash and AJ, two football players who are curious but a little wary of BDSM as well. They all learn more than they expected to.

 

5.       What have you found to be the most challenging?

Definitely the marketing aspects of writing! We are getting a little faster at the actual writing, but we have found that our major weakness is marketing the books once they’re published.

 

Fun questions: kasi will answer these for us

 

1.       Does size matter?

Are we talking books or penises? J I’ll go with penises and say yes and no. Personally I don’t like them to be huge, but I’ll admit a bigger one is definitely nice to look at and play with. As far as sex is concerned, though, it certainly isn’t the most important factor!

 

2.       Christian Grey or Gideon Cross?

I haven’t read the Crossfire series, so I don’t really know what Gideon Cross is like. I did read 50 Shades, and I thought Christian Grey was a little on the neurotic side for me. Plus, no knives???? Seriously, how much fun can you have without knives????

 

3.       Flowers or Chocolate?

Chocolate!!! I don’t really care much about flowers. Chocolate is MUCH more fun to play with!

 

4.       E-book or paperback?

That is a tough one. My personal philosophy is I can afford more ebooks, so I can read more. Then, when I find an author I really like I buy their books to have in my hands. It works out well and I don’t have stacks of books sitting around to try to get rid of. The only actual books I get are the ones I’ve loved.

Becoming Sage

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With a failed marriage behind her, Jill Marten was looking to start a new chapter in her life. She had no idea that running into her old friend Jessie would unlock a whole new world. When she accepts Jessie’s invitation to a party, in order to “try something completely different,” it awakens a need to discover her place in a new community. Jill begins her journey into submission, bondage, and polyamory, even as she questions everything that she has been taught about love and relationships. Once she opens the door to a life she never imagined, a peek through the keyhole is no longer enough and she must learn what it means to become sage.

Buy Link:  Omnific PublishingAmazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All Romance E-Books

Saving Sunni

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Jessie Chambers—“sunni” to the local BDSM community—needs to grow up. Her master, Sir Rune, has told her to get a job. Her sister slave sage is struggling through college, serious as ever. sunni goes to the local goth/kink store, The Fringe Element, and is immediately embraced by its quirky owner as the newest member of her “little family.” But almost immediately things start to get complicated. sunni’s ex shows up, claiming he’s found God and that God wants them to get back together. A video of sunni and Sir Rune doing a scene at the club winds up on television and all kinds of trouble ensues. sunni must figure out a way to restore her relationships, keep her master from getting deported, take over running the store, and stop everybody else from trying to “save sunni.”

Buy Links: Omnific Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK)

Clifftop Fantasies 

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When Allie Walker inherits her father’s huge, beautiful house on the California coast, she knows it is the chance of a lifetime. Now she can start the bed-and-breakfast she’s always dreamed of—with the help of her boyfriend Brad McCarthy and the sexy, mysterious handyman Karl Masterson. But no sooner do they open for business when mistakes from Allie’s past come back to haunt her and she begins to suspect that her father had his own shocking secrets. Now Allie must reconcile herself with her past, deal with the photographer who seems to want to bring up things she’d rather not talk about, decide what to do about the sexy woman that is showing interest in Brad, and how to deal with the fact that her father was a leader in the local BDSM community. And then there is her growing attraction to Karl and the way of life he represents.

Buy Links: Bookstrand / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK)

 Falcon’s Fantasy 

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After a wonderful review in Exotic Travels Magazine, the BDSM bed-and-breakfast Clifftop Fantasies has been invaded by the charming but undisciplined rock star Daphne Monroe. She has brought her rowdy bandmates and her harassed and overworked manager Finn to film her newest video. Little does she know that she is on a crash course with the troubled and grieving pilot Decker. Will her self-destructive tendencies be stoked by badboy Blaze or will she be tamed by the combined efforts of Finn and the quiet Dominant Decker? Add in an illicit affair with an up-and-coming politician, her appetite for chaos and an unsuspecting leather community and you’ll share in Falcon’s Fantasy.

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