New Release: Snake’s Addiction (Chaos Bleeds)

Snake Addiction (Chaos Bleeds MC)

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Chaos Bleeds, 6

Snake’s used to getting what he wants. Women fall all over him so much that he doesn’t have to make any effort to get them into bed. The nurse Jessica is the first woman to make him work for every second spent with her. When Chaos Bleeds club princess Judi’s pregnancy suffers complications, it gives the opportunity for Snake to get to know Jessica, and he’s willing to do anything for that chance. 

Jessica has always steered clear of men like Snake. They’re only after one thing, and no matter how much she wants to, she’s not going to give in. But witnessing Snake’s pain for Judi, Jessica sees a whole new side to him, one that she can’t deny. One kiss is all it takes, and they’ve both fallen. Snake’s addicted to her. It doesn’t matter how many times he’s with Jessica—he can’t give her up. 

However, their happiness is about to come crashing down around them when the Master returns to Piston County. He’s taken Lydia, Jessica’s friend, and now he wants her, too. Master always needs fresh women to play with, and Chaos Bleeds are going to pay for killing Gonzalez, his supplier. 

Can Snake save Jessica in time? What will happen when she becomes another toy for the enemy? Nothing is ever simple for Chaos Bleeds. 

Be Warned: spanking, anal sex

Excerpt:

“I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have attacked her like that. It wasn’t fair.”

“Amy’s a first class bitch, Jess. She’d have hurt you just to show she was the better person. You did right. In the club with the whores, you fight fire with fire.”

“This isn’t who I am.”

“No? Then why did you do it?”

She licked her lips and his gaze wandered down to her lips.

“Tell me, Jessica. Why did you do it?”

“I didn’t want her touching you. I don’t like the thought of her hands on you.”

“Then we’ve not got a problem. Any man touches you, do you think I’m going to let that happen?” She shook her head. “No, I won’t. I’ll fucking kill anyone who touches you. You’re mine.” He cupped her cheek. His fingers sank into her hair. When he was stopped by the band holding her hair up, he tugged it out. She winced at the sudden bite of pain that disappeared the moment his lips were on hers.

“I don’t know what this is.”

“Do you think anyone knows what this is?” he asked.

“No.”

“Then let’s not put anything to it.”

They were exclusive, and she’d just acted like a possessive bitch claiming her man.

“Okay.”

His lips were on hers in the next second. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on tightly to him. Gripping the hairs at the back of his neck, she tugged on the strands. Snake pulled away, slamming her hands above her head. She cried out from the strike of pain. With his other hand, he tore her scrubs open, destroying the shirt she wore. Within seconds he had her breasts out. His lips sucked on her nipples, awakening a need between her thighs.

“Are you wet?”

“Yes.”

His hand moved down to slip into her pants. He pushed her panties aside, and she cried out. Roughly, he shoved two fingers inside her, plunging them in and out. The pads of his fingers were rough on her skin. She didn’t fight him, trying to thrust down onto his fingers.

“I need your cock.”

 He went to his knees before her, tugging down her pants then her underwear. She bit her lip to try to contain her moans.

“Let me hear those sweet little sounds, Jessica.”

Opening her lips, she cried out as his lips went to her pussy. There was nowhere else for her to go. He slid his tongue down to fuck into her pussy.

She tightened her fingers into his hair, panting as he fucked inside her.

He stood quickly, picking her up.

“Snake, what the hell are you doing?” She gasped as he flung her to the bed.

“We’re doing this here.” He tugged his shirt off, losing his pants in the process as well. “Get naked.”

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The Boss’s Pet Cover Reveal

Hi all,

I’m hard at work on the next Trojans MC romance. This is Raoul’s story and it’s going to be a little dirtier than I anticipated but that’s all good, right? LOL. Anyway, you’ll see my blog has changed a bit. I’m trying to make it easier to navigate but I’m not always good at things like this. Please let me know what you think.

Now, releasing April 15th, The Boss’s Pet. I just love this cover. Let me know what you think.

TheBosssPet-evernightpublishing-jayaheer2015-FinalCoverChristy Bell doesn’t like her boss. He’s arrogant, mean, and a man-whore. However, she loved her job and wouldn’t do anything to change what she does.  

Drake Brennan doesn’t work with women. There’s something about Christy that he likes. She’s different and challenges him in everything. He never expects her to flirt or fall at his feet. In an unexpected turn, he can’t stop thinking about her. He’s addicted to everything about her.  

One night of sex changes everything.

The attraction between them is explosive but can it be enough to last? If there even a chance that hate and attraction turn to love?  

The only thing that’s certain, Drake will keep her as his pet until she makes up her mind. He’s not letting her go.

Pure Filth Now Available For Pre-Order

Hi all,

I’m working on several projects at the moment and one of them is Hardy and Rose’s story, which is going to be heart breaking. I’m going to take my time to get it ready. In the mean time my next release, Pure Filth is now available for pre-order.

Here are all the details.

Pre-Order Links: Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA)

Rule purefilth1lone: No sex without a condom
Rule two: No sleeping together
Rule three: No kissing on the lips

They were the three simple rules that James lived by as an escort. He owned Pure Filth, the escort service that guaranteed men and women satisfaction. The she made an appointment and everything changed.

Bring a virgin at twenty-five was not Haley’s intention but she didn’t trust men. Her drunken friend’s suggestion has Haley making an appointment.

One night with his rules broken, James can’t get enough. He offers Haley the chance to experience everything she has missed out on. All she has to do is give herself to him.

What starts out as an adventure soon has both of their hearts on the line. Can Haley get over his career? Can James give up the life that he has built up for the only woman he’s ever loved?

Available for Pre-Order

Hi all,

I’m hard at work on Death’s story. I don’t know what his title is going to be but then I’ll be working on Blaine. It has been a bit of a confusing week for me as I’ve had all The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds kids invading my thoughts, demanding their story. So, I’ve actually made a start to some of their stories as well as the new MC series I was talking about. Please, if you’d like to know what I’m doing on a daily basis you can find me on Facebook. I do try to keep regular updates.

Whizz has a tentative release date of November 28th. This could change for many reasons but I’m going to work my butt off to make sure he’s released.

Now, A Fighter’s Choice is releasing Monday and is available for Pre-Order at Amazon. Jasper is a bit of a jerk but give him time. I loved him from the moment I started writing him.

afighterschoicePre-Order Links: Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Amazon (AU) / Amazon (CA)

Jasper is filled with violence and the only way to unleash it was to make money in illegal fights. Ever since he left home he’s been fighting and saving his money, living a simple life of pain and sex. His life was fine until he noticed her living across the hall.

Amber spent most of her life in foster care. She knows how to take care of herself and is prepared to do anything to keep herself alive. Working as a waitress in a strip club was not something she wanted to do but it pays enough to help. She noticed the man across the hall but he was bad news with all of his bruises.

One chance meeting turns into another. Jasper can’t keep his hands off her and Amber doesn’t want to fight the lust. Together they surprise each other with their need and feelings. However, Jasper’s gotten noticed and now he has to pay the price.

He has to make a choice, go deeper into the fighting world and run the risk of losing his life and Amber, or run with his woman and find love, life, and happiness.

 

 

 

sc-lisv-darlasthreetroublemakers-fullDarla’s Three Troublemakers went live on Bookstrand. It will take a couple of weeks for this book to go to Amazon but I am keeping an eye on it.

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/darlas-three-troublemakers

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]

Darla has always had a crush on the Willis brothers. Luke, Jon, and Ryan are all brothers who share one thing, they are all in love with Darla. They will do everything in their power to protect her. However, one drunken night spent with Luke leaves consequences. Pregnant and alone, Darla kept the identity of the father to herself.

With the truth out, the Willis brothers set out a plan to woo their woman. They’ve always wanted to share her and now is their chance to have the woman they’ve always craved. Can Darla accept three men in her life?

Someone from their past is threatening their future. Whoever it is, is determined to hurt Darla and their knew found happiness. Can the three brothers save the woman they love before it’s too late?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Welcome, Lea Bronsen!

The Perfect Shoot (Hot Model Mine 1) by Lea Bronsen

 

Thank you so much for having me on your blog!

Who hasn’t been infatuated with a sexy poster boy – actor, pop star, or football hero – even though he was unobtainable? The heroine in my Hot Model Mine series is a thriving author and hard-working mother nearing her forties. Tough, independent, and having long ago lost faith in love, she dismisses her crush on the cover model of her book to protect herself. What then can she do when that gorgeous young man surprisingly falls for her, too?

I hope you enjoy this tale of ‘impossible’ love, dead-honest and written with my heart.

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BLURB:

When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for the cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits…

 

EXCERPT:

An assistant calls Yushka’s name. Bare-chested, the Asian hunk appears from a group of models, strolls to the spotlights, and waits in front of the camera with the confident stance of a professional.

The whole place quiets as if in awe. He’s unbelievably beautiful with his tanned, bulging muscles and washboard-abs-to-die-for. When photographer Lemaître asks him to undo his hair, a black waterfall lands on his shoulders and down his back. A few muffled feminine squeals fill the silence.

One by one, authors whose books he appears on get a few pictures taken with him in flattering positions, wrapping their arms around his back or swallowed up in his embrace, beaming like schoolgirls at their first prom.

Jealousy rips through me so violently I can barely breathe, but my time is up soon, and I hate that even more. I’m non-photogenic, and seeing pictures of myself makes me sick. I’ve chosen a sexy, black top and matching short skirt for the occasion, but looking my best doesn’t help. My stomach ties in a knot.

“Cindy Vega,” an assistant calls.

Fuck, that’s me. I’m dead.

“Go,” Laurie says, giving me a small push.

All muscles tense, I leave my safe corner and join Yushka. He greets me with a placid face, but from the warmth in his pupils, I get a feeling he’s glad to see me. Side by side, narrowing our eyes from the piercing light, we face Lemaître and wait for orders.

Damn. Being so near Yushka’s naked torso is unbearable, as is the heat from the lamps shining on us. Sweat beads roll down the sides of my chest, between my breasts. He endures, too. A thin film of sweat coats his golden skin, making it glow, but he doesn’t seem bothered.

Lemaître clears his throat. “Bon. Stand a little closer. Cindy, this is for Eden Luna Publishing’s website. Officially, we want authors happily meeting their cover models, but off the record, we want sensual, we want heat. Readers will get off seeing your pictures like they do reading your books.”

Stiff as a rod, I nod agreement. I’d half expected this. Problem is, I hate being in the spotlight with so many people watching, and I hate the notion of having my photo all over the internet.

“Sooo,” he continues, “I will ask you to just stand like this, facing me, and smile. That is all. Yushka knows what he has to do.”

“Okay.”

Turning to my side, Yushka puts a hot hand on my stomach and the other on the small of my back. Though light, his touches destabilize me, as does the warm, musky scent sneaking to my nostrils.

“Closer,” Lemaître orders. “Bodily contact.”

Shit, I’m fucked.

The stud radiates heat as he approaches, sweaty chest sticking to my arm, heart beating against my skin. His crotch barely brushes my hip, but each pore in my body becomes acutely aware of him, on high alert. As last night’s intense arousal replays in all of me, my inner thighs clench with renewed want.

Whispers and low chuckles sound from both sides of the vast lobby. I try to forget the hundred eyes following my every move, but can’t help being distracted, bathed in full light and painfully self-conscious.

“That is better.” Like a shooting gun, Lemaître’s camera clicks and the flash blinds me repetitively. “Now, give him a smile, Cindy. You know the kind I want.”

My throat so dry I can’t speak, I turn to Yushka.

He’s very near, inches from my face, black pupils gleaming with mischief. Sweat pearls on his face, making him look sexier than ever. Long, black hairs glue to his forehead and cheeks. He smells of soap, his close shave making him look baby-faced.

Seemingly at ease, the heaving of his chest regular, he stares into my eyes. I can’t believe his confidence. Modelling is his profession, but how does he stay so fucking calm?

“You wanna give me a smile?” he whispers, warm breaths brushing my chin. Behind me, his large hand sneaks lower and palms my butt cheek. With that and his other fingers splaying on my stomach, he pulls me to him, making me feel the entire length and…hardness…of his cock on my hip.

I suck in a breath.

His lips curl up in a self-satisfied grin. “Hm, Andrea? You wanna give me a smile?”

Oh my fucking God. I can’t help but obey while my insides go up in flames.

Flashing his teeth, he kneads my ass with a strong hand and pushes his full erection against me. He knows what he’s doing, the devil. He knows slowly rubbing me with his cock turns my pussy to burning liquid.

Somewhere, a feminine gasp breaks the silence, followed by contained laughter.

Très bien, we have a smile,” Lemaître says, camera clicking, flash shooting. “Thank you, Cindy, that will be enough. Next!”

Still grinning and holding my look, Yushka slowly backs off, leaving chillier air between us.

I’m frozen. In shock, lust, need.

“Come on, move it!” Lemaître calls. “We don’t have all day.”

No shit.

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ABOUT LEA BRONSEN:

I like my reads fast, hot, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, erotic contemporary romance, and dripping erotica.

I love to hear from my readers! Send me a mail to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:

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Cover Art Reveal

Hi all,

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I just want to say to check back to my blog for the month of October as Evernight Publishing will be celebrating their fourth year of opening its doors for submission. I absolutely love working for the company, and would recommend others submit to them as well. I will also be having a few authors stopping by for you to check out, so please keep me in mind. :-).

Now, I’m always busy at work, typing away on a new idea or story, but I can show off my latest cover for, The Alpha’s Domination (The Alpha Shifter Collection). I hope you like it.

thealphasdominationDaniel is an Alpha and a Dom and for the last year he’s been trying to convince Dawn that they’re mates. She doesn’t believe him. He sees the way she holds herself back. Not once during their time together has she trusted him enough to give herself to him. It’s time to take over and show her who the real Dom is.

Dawn craved pain and no one could handle her need for pain. Her need had forced her to take lives and she doesn’t know how to let Daniel in. Then he discovers her secret and there’s no backing out. She can’t feel pain and it’s up to her Dom to protect her.

Her condition makes her vulnerable to predators. Daniel will not let anything happen to his mate and will do everything in his power to protect her, even from the person who wants to hurt her.

New Contract + New Cover Art

October is just around the corner and then it will be a year since I took the plunge into writing full-time. It has been a rollercoaster ride but my year comes to and end very soon. I’ll tell you what I’ll be doing for the next couple of years soon but I’m sure most of you know what’s going to happen lol. So, on Facebook I’ve been asking what book in what series you all want next. First, was Cape Falls and I’ve completed that and then I was asked about Friends, Men, and Secrets. I can now tell you that Owned by Him, has been contracted by Evernight Publishing and you’ll find a rough blurb on my coming soon page.

So, Is there another story of mine your wanting. For some reason I’m finding this much easier to work, knowing what book you want next.

Also, I’ve been working with the wonderful Jenika Snow and we’ve got a new book coming out on the 18th of September. Here is the cover art and blurb. What do you think?

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Her Rebound Men (Co-written with Jenika Snow)

After a messy break up the last thing Kate McAlister wants is to fall for one guy let alone two. She never anticipated Kev and Nate Miller entering her life.

Kev and Nate know they’ve always wanted to share a woman but in the last few years Kev has withdrawn from his brother. A woman in their past left her mark on Kev and Nate can’t find a way to win him back. When Kate enters their life, Nate sees the chance to not only be with the woman he loves but she could also bring Kev back.

Their time together was only supposed to be one night but none of them can walk away. Can Nate convince Kev that Kate’s the one for them? Or will Kev be the one to break everything apart by living in the past?

The future is never certain when you fall for your rebound men.

 

I love writing with Jenika and we’re working on two more books.

Thank you all for reading.

Sam 🙂

Guest: Lea Bronsen

 

MY BIGGEST FAN by Lea Bronsen

My Biggest Fan

BLURB:

Shawn Torien is a handsome, arrogant bassist with the groove rock band Bloodless. At thirty four, he’s seen everything, been everywhere, and all is handed to him on a silver plate—groupies included. His rock star attitude is questioned when the record company’s young webmistress Samantha joins the band to cover their life on the road.

Since she has crushed on Shawn for years, he takes great pleasure in teasing her and pushing her away… until he learns about the woman beneath the surface.

EXCERPT:

 

 

 

The backstage room is filling with people. Band members, roadies, management, and special guests such as family, media, and a few pre-selected fans. The place buzzes with chatting and chuckling, and I stop in the door to assess. Don’t see any eye-catching hotness yet.

 

Sweat runs from my head, along my back, and down my abs. My soaked shirt glues to my skin, and I stink of hour-long transpiration. I need a shower, but there’s so much else I want to do first: get a drink, a smoke, and some pussy before the tour bus leaves. None of these are allowed on board. I’m electrical, high. I need to move, and my whole body thirsts to get higher.

 

Next to a merchandise booth in a corner stands a table with plates of sandwiches and cut fruit, a selection of mineral water bottles, and alcoholic drinks.

 

“Shawn! Shawn!” Strangers rush me with expectant smiles, probably wanting me to sign CD covers or something.

 

But I’ve made up my mind. Ignoring them, I stride to the table, grab a can of cold beer and down it in one take. The icy beverage rushes through my throat and refreshes me. The sweaty hairs on my arms rise as if chilly air blew on them. I open another, gulp down the beer, and grab a third.

 

“Hey, Shawn,” a female says behind me.

 

I hate being interrupted, but I’ve heard that voice before. Beer in hand, I spin around.

 

Oh, Samantha from the record company. I don’t know if that pleases or annoys me. She’s cute, though, with long brown tendrils at shoulder-length, and hazel eyes glowing with warm intelligence.

 

The alcohol makes me a little tipsy; I can’t resist the want to tease her. I give her the can with a grin and proceed to take off my soaked shirt, as if it’s the most natural thing. Damp body heat and the sharp smell of sweat emanate as I lift my arms in the air, struggling to remove the wet fabric, groaning.

 

Once done, I drop it to the floor and cross my arms, making my well-trained muscles protrude, and scrutinize her reaction. Offering a little male sexiness has worked on most females before.

 

Flabbergasted is the best word to describe her face. I flash my teeth as her gaze runs over my torso. She can’t possibly be aware of her nostrils’ tiny movements, revealing her inhalation of my scent.

 

I let a moment pass, then ask, pointing at the can in her hands, “You gonna have that beer?”

 

“Oh.” She straightens with a deep breath, regains composure, looks at the brand logo on the can, and shakes her head. “No, I don’t drink alcohol at work.”

 

I like her voice. It’s soft, comforting, reminds me of my mother’s. But when she hands me my drink, the wolf in me wants to play. I cover her hand and tug while taking a step closer, pulling her toward me. She wears a discreet perfume, the scent of prairie flowers, I think. Her cheeks blush as she lifts her chin to meet my eyes, and her pupils grow feverish. She’s holding her breath. With my other hand, I grab her round, firm butt and press her stomach against mine.

 

All sounds around us vanish; the talking, the laughter. I focus on the girl in my arms. She’s not really my type, but knowing her infatuation, she’ll be an easy fuck. That’s all I need before getting on the bus. Tomorrow, it’ll be someone else.

 

I glance at the KISS patches on her chest. Gene Simmons once declared we’re all in this business for sex, and whoever says he does it for the music is lying. Besides, the girls beg to be screwed senseless by celebrities, so they can brag to their friends. Shawn in Bloodless slept with me! Squee!

 

Maybe she thinks I’m going to kiss her, but I’m not. Call me crazy, but there’s a little romantic in me saving that for a special girlfriend—if such a thing is in the cards for a guy like me. Instead, I move my hands to her denim jacket and start unbuttoning it from the top.

 

“You seem to need a little help with that,” I joke.

 

Damn, we’re so close, and her feminine heat makes my blood boil. I picture bringing her to a dark corner behind the stage curtain and having her hands on my cock. I suggestively push my hardness against her warm thighs.

 

She frowns and takes a step back.

 

No? What is it? My beer breath? I withdraw as well. Too fucking bad.

 

Eyes shimmering, she opens her mouth, but I turn and grab a new can. I mean, who the hell do you think you are to turn me down like that?

 

I gulp the whole drink, release a solid burp, and take what must be the fifth can before leaving.

 

BUY LINKS: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / Bookstrand / All Romance E-Books

MORE ABOUT LEA BRONSEN

AUTHOR BIO:

Lea lives in Europe with her husband and three children. She’s a fan of intense reads, the same way she loves intense sports, music, and rides. She has written adventure, mystery, and action-packed stories from an early age. In addition to the erotic romance short story “My Biggest Fan”, she recently published the crime drama novel “Wild Hearted” and has the thriller sequel “Carnivora”, the erotica novella “Risky Fever”, and a mystery/romance collaboration novel coming soon.

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Email: leabronsen@yahoo.com

New Release: Wanting the Neighbor’s Daughter

Wanting the Neighbor’s Daughter

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Romance on the Go

Luke Reynolds desires his neighbor’s daughter, Kimberly. His feelings for her have grown over the years he’s known her, and now she’s twenty and he can’t deny her anything.

Kimberly has had a crush on her neighbor for a long time. He’s a womanizer and he’d never look at her twice.

One weekend house-sitting for her parents, both of their lives are about to change. Neither knows about their true feelings, but after this weekend Luke and Kimberly will not have a choice. Can their love survive her father’s wrath? And can Luke wait for Kimberly to make her his?

 

Excerpt:

“Why won’t you let me go?” she asked.

“Because you and I both know you’ve got a crush on me. You’ve had your little crush since we first met. I also know you watched me fucking my girlfriend.”

She gasped. Kimberly hadn’t known he was watching. How did he see her?

“You also know I want you.” His hand moved down to her breast stroking her nipple through the fabric of her costume.

“How did you know I was there?”

“You’re the only woman I know who wears that perfume. The scent follows you, Kimberly. I knew it was you when you looked at me. I’ve seen the heat in your eyes. When I heard you’d been fucked at college I figured you moved on. I see now you haven’t moved on.” His hand moved up to the strap of her costume. He lowered the strap achingly slowly. Kimberly knew he was giving her time to stop him. She didn’t want to stop him. “Tell me, Kimberly, were you thinking of me when you were with your other man?”

The strap went below her breast. He started with the next, and within seconds her chest was exposed. His gaze didn’t leave hers. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes.” She whispered the word afraid of him laughing at her.

Kimberly closed her eyes waiting for him to laugh at her. “I can promise you, Blondie, the guys in college are a poor substitute for the real thing.” He circled her nipple with a finger. Opening her eyes she saw he stared at her chest. “You’ve got such lovely, responsive tits.” He closed the distance taking one hard bud between his lips.

She moaned, sinking her fingers into his hair. What else was she supposed to do? Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine being in his arms let alone having him suckle her breasts. He moved on to her other nipple licking the bud.

Luke broke away from her breast and stared up at her. “Straddle me.”

Obeying his command, she stood and eased onto his lap. Her covered pussy rested on his hard cock. She gripped the back of his chair, holding herself. Luke gripped her hips in his firm hands.

“Tell me, Kimberly, have any of the guys ever given you an orgasm?” he asked.

“There was only one guy, and no, he didn’t.” Her blush must be making her look like a ripened strawberry. She didn’t know what else to say or do. Luke was taking her completely by surprise.

“Then I’m going to rectify that little problem.” He tapped her thigh. “Stand up.”

She did as he said, standing up. Kimberly went to cover her breasts. Luke swatted her hands away. “No need to cover your nakedness around me.”

Luke removed a foil packet from his pocket and placed it on the table. “I always come prepared.”

In the next breath she took, he pushed the shorts he wore to the ground before taking a seat. “What do you think?” he asked, cupping his erect flesh.

Her pussy burned with the need to be touched. Kimberly was more turned on than she ever thought possible. Licking her lips, she glanced at his face before returning her stare to his cock. “You want me?”

BUY LINKS: Evernight Publishing / Amazon (US) / Amazon (UK) / All romance E-Books / Bookstrand /  SmashWords / Barnes and Noble / Kobo

New Release: The Alpha Takes a Mate

The Alpha Takes a Mate (Disaster of the Otherworld)

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Disaster of the Otherworld, 1

Brandon is the werewolf alpha of the Northern Forest Pack. He’s looking for a mate with the same strength as him to lead his pack through the dark times they are about to face. Never did he anticipate to mate with an innocent human female.

 

Elle Smith moved to Grace Hill after a vampire attack almost killed her family. After she turns twenty-one her life is changed forever. Brandon bites her as she’s working at the diner, declaring her his mate. She can’t believe it’s happening and refuses him.

 

However, the pull of the mating can’t be denied. Elle seeks him out even though she can’t bear to look him in the eye. Brandon will do anything to keep his woman safe. As Grace Hill becomes the home to many dangerous paranormal beings, Brandon pretends another is his mate.

 

Hurt, Elle shuts him out. Has Brandon lost his only chance of a mate? And what threat from her past could send Brandon to possible war?

 

Their world has never been more fragile as a cult known as Disaster of the Otherworld intends to plunge them into chaos.

 


Excerpt: 

Elle looked really cute when she was angry. Brandon couldn’t help but be charmed by her. Her arms were folded underneath her impressive rack. He wanted to turn her around so he could watch her lose her temper.
“Then why don’t you tell me what the problems are?” he asked.
She turned to him. Her hazel eyes glanced into his gaze but then stared past his shoulder. He frowned. Why didn’t Elle ever look him in the eye?
“You’re old,” she said.
“What?” he asked, struggling to contain the roar inside him.
“I’m only twenty-one, but you’re what? Fifty or something. You’re old.”
He glared at her, angry at her words. Her hands shook as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Yes, he was nearing over fifty in age, but he looked no older than thirty. Werewolves and most of the sectors in the paranormal community aged slowly when they grew into their powers or ability. Witches were known for being thousands of years old but not looking a day over twenty-five.
Running a hand down his face, he waited for her to continue.
“I don’t know you.”
“I’m Brandon, your alpha of the Northern Forest pack.”
“I’m not part of the pack. I’m also human. I’m not a wolf, and I’ll never be a wolf.” She glanced down at her bandaged wrist. He followed her gaze. “Unless, the movies are right and I can be turned from your bite.”
He smirked. “The movies are wrong. You’re not going to turn into a wolf.”
“Good. I don’t think I could handle that.” One of her hands went to her neck. He watched the movement wondering what the problem was.
“What else?” he asked.
“Besides age, human, and our general lack of knowledge about each other?”
He nodded.
“I guess you can add the fact you have no respect for human women to the mix.”
Brandon turned his gaze back to her at her last comment. “What?”
“I’ve seen the way you treat human women, and the same goes for the men of your pack. You don’t give a shit about us. You use us and then throw us away like trash. You only treat your pack females with respect.”
Feeling his anger tighten, Brandon took a step away. Her scent followed him regardless.
“The excuses you give are pointless,” he said.
“Pointless?”
“Yes, pointless. You’re my mate, Elle. You’ve got to accept that.”
“I don’t have to accept anything from you. I’m not your mate. I don’t feel anything for you.”
He’d seen her hard nipples and scented her creamy pussy. Her mind might not like being mated to him, but her body loved it. Closing the distance between them, Brandon pressed her against the wall.
“You don’t feel anything for me?” he asked.
She shook her head. Her eyes were wide as she looked at him.
“I’ve heard some things about you, Elle. I know you’ve not been with another male, and you don’t have a reputation for putting out either.” He lifted his hand against her face. Brandon relished the feel of her soft skin against his palm. She moaned as he stroked her cheek then moved down to her neck. Her pussy beat rapidly against his hand. Moving his hand down to her breast, Brandon stroked the tight bud.
Elle gasped. Before he did anything else, he moved his hand down to the edge of her skirt. The dress uniform stopped above her knee. Brandon lifted the dress up and then placed his palm against her hot pussy. The panties she wore were soaking wet.
She cried out, and her hands gripped his arms as he moved the fabric of her panties aside for him to explore her tender flesh. Her slit was soaked with her cream. Her clit was swollen. He pressed a thumb against her bud.
“Look at me,” he said.
Her gaze turned to him for a split second before going over his shoulder. Snarling at her insolence, Brandon pressed his face against her neck. He inhaled her strawberry and vanilla scent as he stroked her pussy. Her legs shook, and he wrapped an arm around her waist that kept her upright.
His cock was thick in the jeans he wore. All he desired to do was push his jeans down and thrust his dick deep inside her tight little cunt. Using two fingers he stroked her swollen nub. Her arousal filled the room. The musky scent of her cream soaked his fingers.
Brandon brought her to orgasm as he sucked on the flesh of her neck.
Her screams echoed off the walls and filled him with pride, knowing he’d been the one to bring her to orgasm.
Elle collapsed against him, her heavy breathing the only sound he could hear.
“I’ve got you,” he said.