New Release: King Asshole

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I love women.
I love to fuck.
I don’t return calls. Hell, I don’t take numbers!
I don’t fuck a chick twice—because after once, I have no interest.
I don’t make excuses for who I am or what I do.
I’m an asshole.
In fact, I’m the king asshole, and it’s rather fitting because I’m Jax King, and I don’t do love. Then she came along, and now I’m royally screwed!

Be Warned: anal sex


Excerpt:

She cupped his face, running her thumb across his bottom lip. “They’re your friends, and they need you for their big day. Not because of me. You’re better than that guy. Remember that.” She pressed a kiss to his lips because it felt so natural to do so.

Jax didn’t let her go, his arms staying around her as she did the dishes. He didn’t offer to help, but after a few minutes, his hands started to wander.

She gasped as one hand cupped her tits while the other touched her pussy. She wore some light pants and a shirt as the night was warm.

“You feel wet.”

“Jax?”

“I’m not breaking any of your rules right now. I’m just touching you, and that is more than okay. You said so yourself.”

He lifted his hand up and began to unbutton her pants. She tried to focus on the dishes and was pleased that she’d already washed all of his knives. She wouldn’t have been able to concentrate on them and that would have been dangerous. So very dangerous.

He slid a hand inside and cupped her pussy. His fingers moved beneath the band of her panties to touch her. He ran a single finger between her slit, stroking her clit before moving down to plunge inside her.

“Fuck, you are tight and wet.”

“Jax?”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to make it feel good. Keep doing the dishes. I just want to touch and play.” His other hand moved up beneath her shirt, cupping her tit. Her nipples were always so sensitive that the first stroke over one beaded tip had her crying out.

He pressed his cock against her ass, and the pleasure from being surrounded was so fucking good. She didn’t want him to stop.

“Dani, that wasn’t clean.”

She grabbed the wok and started cleaning it again. He added a second finger inside her, and his thumb began to stroke her clit, running back and forth. She took a deep breath, trying to think of anything that would calm her. She’d been without a man for so long she had forgotten how good it was to be touched.

“Just tell me to stop.” He kissed her neck, sucking on her pulse.

She closed her eyes, forgetting about the dishes as he pinched her nipple at the same time he stroked her clit. The sensations were too much and yet not enough. The dishes be damned.

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New Release: A Fighter’s Choice

A Fighter’s Choice

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Product Description

Jasper is filled with violence, and the only way to unleash it is 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 is fine until he notices 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 live on. She notices the man across the hall, but he is obviously 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 in the ring, 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. 

Be Warned: spanking, sex toys, anal sex

 

Excerpt:

“No. Stripping my clothes off for a man who doesn’t respect me has never appealed. Some of the women love it, and others do it because they have to. I’m not in any desperate need to be noticed by men.” She opened the sterile wipes and started to work on his face. He released a wince as the wipe glided over his cut. “Sorry.”

He didn’t say anything as she finished dressing the cut on his eye and placing a plaster over it.

“Respect?” he asked.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“You need respect to fuck?”

She smiled. “To a point, yeah. I’ve got to know the man sees me as more than a whore or someone who’s paid to do a job. I don’t know. It makes sense in my head.”

“I get it. I know what you’re trying to say.”

“Good, at least that makes one of us.” She moved onto his other cuts. When she was finished, she pressed her palm to his bruised cheek. “I’ve got nothing for the bruise. I wouldn’t go out fighting for a couple of days. Your face needs to heal, and if you keep splitting it open, it’s not going to heal.” She grabbed the bowl and walked it into his kitchen.

“Were you a nurse or something?” he asked.

“Nope, I read a book on first aid. Believe me, when I saw the cost of insurance and medical bills, I figured a few hundred dollars in medical books would save me a hell of a lot more over the years.” She’d burned herself a few months back, and with the book she was able to treat her own burn, which was a mild one. The thought of dealing with medical bills made her feel sick. She made good money but not enough to go wasting it on crap.

She threw the water down the drain and started to wash the bowl. His hands went to her waist as she was standing at his sink. Amber tensed, floored by the flood of arousal working around her body.

Dropping the bowl into the sink, she heard it smash. She made to turn around, but Jasper wouldn’t let her. He held onto her waist tightly keeping her facing the sink.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” she said, looking at the smashed bowl in the sink. The glass was all in the sink.

“Don’t worry about the bowl. I’m not.”

She licked her suddenly dry lips. “What are you doing?” she asked.

The heat of him surrounded her back. She didn’t know what to make of this sudden change within him.

Her hair was moved aside, and she felt his lips against her neck, kissing her.

“Can’t you feel that?” he asked.

One of his hands moved to her stomach. The arousal intensified as his fingers moved downward to the start of her shorts. She was breathing hard, wondering what she should do.

He was a fighter, and she worked in a strip club.

Jasper kissed her neck, sucking on her pulse. She closed her eyes, biting into her lip to try to contain the moan.

“Let it out, Amber. Let me hear you moan.”

“This is wrong.”

“Why? You’re not with anyone, and neither am I. This is more than okay. It’s meant to be.”

She couldn’t argue. The way he brought her body to life, Amber couldn’t think of a single argument to put up. Keeping her eyes closed, she rested her head against his shoulder, letting herself go. 

New Cover Art

Hi everyone,

This is just a quick post to let you all see some new cover art. I’ve been playing catch up again and I’m currently working on edits for, Loving a Vampire.

 

Here is my new cover art for, Wanting the Neighbor’s Daughter. This will be released July 18th

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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?

 

 

New Release: The Billionaire And The cleaner

The Billionaire and the Cleaner

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Billionaire Kent Anderson is used to getting what he wants. Every woman he knows falls at his feet. When the full-figured cleaner working on his floor catches his eye, Kent figures it will only be a matter of time before she’s underneath him, in his bed.

Lana Hawkins has dealt with a troubled past and is moving on. She’s sworn off men after her last boyfriend broke her heart. When Kent Anderson starts paying her attention she does the only thing she can think of…she becomes his friend.

But the attraction and passion between them starts to build until Kent finally takes the next step. But what can he do to convince Lana he’s in love with her? Her past is always in the way, and she refuses to open up. Can Lana finally give her heart to the man she loves or will her past finally take the one person she loves away?

 

Excerpt:

Kent closed his eyes as the feel of her against him finally overwhelmed him. He’d been dreaming about this moment for some time. His cock thickened at the feel of her alone. Her breasts were beautiful and full. He ran his hands down her back feeling every curve and indentation of her body.

When her hands moved over him he nearly lost it. The impulse to press her to the bed and drive into her tight pussy was too hard to resist. He sank his fingers into her hair and pressed kisses to her neck.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, whispering the words against her skin.

She didn’t say a word. Finally after a little time passed he pulled away. Kent took a step forward, making Lana take a step back.

He moved until she fell to the bed. Kent stood over her, looking down at her beautiful body. She made to cover herself.

Kent caught her hands. “Never cover yourself.”

He knelt in front of her and opened her thighs. The scent of her essence filled the space between them.

Her arms moved away from her breasts. He took the time to stare at her body. Her breasts were large with rounded red nipples that were tight with arousal.

“You’re perfect.” Kent cupped one breast in his palm.

She cried out, arching against him.

Moving his hand down from her breasts over her rounded stomach, he pressed his open palm to her pussy.

Lana was dripping wet with arousal.

“Tell me you want me,” Kent said.

“I want you.” Her cheeks were flushed. He didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or arousal.

“Lie back.”

She looked at him startled.

“Lie back, and trust me.”

Slowly, she eased back. Kent lifted her legs to rest on his thighs. Her pussy was covered with a light dusting of hair. The lips of her pussy was spread open for him to gaze at her.

Her clit was swollen and wet. The entrance to her body looked tiny to him. Fisting his cock, Kent counted to ten to get himself back under control. He’d been without a woman because the only person he wanted was Lana.

“Relax, baby,” he said.

“No one has ever looked at me there.”

He stroked up her thighs. “That’s their problem. You’re mine now.”

She shivered.

Running his hands up the inside of her thighs, he watched as she tensed under his hands. Kent waited until she calmed down before leaning in a bit closer. Using the tip of his finger, he teased her outer lips.

Lana gasped.

“I’m not going any further until you relax, Lana. You’re going to enjoy this,” Kent said.

“I’ve never enjoyed … this.” She pointed between her thighs.

“Oral?”

“Yes.”

“Then the guys you were with weren’t doing it right. Don’t worry, baby. I’ll do it right and have you screaming in no time.”

After some time she finally relaxed under his touch. Kent waited a little longer and eased a finger through her pussy. When she didn’t tense, he eased a finger inside her pussy as the other teased her clit.

She moaned. Her pussy was tight around his finger. He held one finger inside her while his thumb stroked her nub.

“You’re tight, baby.”

“It has been a while,” she said.

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New Release: The Alpha Takes a Mate

The Alpha Takes a Mate (Disaster of the Otherworld)

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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.

 

New Release: The Billionaire’s Bargain

The Billionaire’s Bargain

Duncan James needs a wife and an heir in order to complete his revenge. He’s spent too long waiting to get what he wants to stop now. Tess Williams provides the perfect chance for him to get what he wants. She makes him ache unlike any other woman.

Tess needs to make sure her father doesn’t go to prison. Duncan makes a bargain. He’ll make sure her father doesn’t got to jail if she agrees to marry him. With no other choice, Tess agrees.

However, Duncan has a plan. He’ll make Tess fall in love with him so he can get everything he wants. He doesn’t do love or commitment.

He doesn’t plan to fall in love, but fall in love he does. What will happen when Tess learns the truth? Will her love be enough to face the truth or will his revenge be enough to keep him warm at night?


Excerpt:

Duncan watched the droplets of water trailing down her body. They left a path he wanted to follow with his tongue. He’d like to lick every inch of her full, delicious body. His cock pulsed as his pre-cum eased out of the tip. He was slick and ready to fuck. Duncan knew he’d have her screaming in pleasure in a matter of seconds. His body tightened, responding to her. He saw the same reaction course through her. Her breasts rose and fell to the deep breaths she took. Her body was screaming at him to go and get her.
He dropped the shirt on the floor as he moved with purpose towards her. Her eyes opened wide, but she didn’t back away. Before she had time to react, he reached her taking hold of her shoulders in his. He claimed her lips in a fierce possession.
It was the one time he understood her. When she reacted like fire in his arms. Duncan knew how to respond to passion. Everything else about her, he didn’t get. Tess responded to his kiss instantly. Duncan knew how to give her what she craved. The heat between them sizzled with each touch. He knew all about pleasure. Tess was top of his list for acquiring. The sooner he got her panting after him the better he’d be.
She curled her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her. The towel was in his way. He knew she’d be soft and warm for him. He accepted every touch as she ran her hands all over him. He cupped her cheek hoping to return the favour soon with his hands all over her. He stroked her cupped cheek, running his free hand through her hair. Duncan liked gripping the length in his fist. He pulled her closer to his body with his grip on her hair. The heat grew between them. Duncan couldn’t find the words to describe what his body was doing. All he knew was whenever Tess was near he needed her like he needed to take his next breath.
She released little moans of pleasure, which only drove him crazy with wanting for her. Duncan deepened the kiss tightening his hold in her hair, pulling on the fistful of hair. This was his woman. His wife. Satisfaction and pride filled him whenever he thought of her as his wife. He wanted her to know who owned her. To mark her skin in a way she’d never forget. His ring on her finger wasn’t enough. Duncan needed more.
He’d be the only man she responded to so long as there was breath in his body.  Duncan trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, and her moans vibrated down to his cock. He licked her pulse relishing the jump as he nibbled her neck.
Duncan sucked on her neck as hard as he could without hurting her. When he released the skin there was a red mark which he knew would bruise in the morning. He felt a deep male pride knowing she’d have his mark on her body.
His hands moved to her neck as he rubbed the mark with his thumb. Duncan tilted her head to the side for him to get better access to her erogenous zone. Goosebumps erupted on her flesh every time he licked, nibbled, or sucked at the flesh of her neck. Her eyes were closed, but she searched for his lips when he drew away from her body. He met her searching kiss with his lips against hers. He plunged his tongue inside her mouth searching and meeting with hers, loving her mouth the way he wanted to love the rest of her body.
This was the beginning of so much more. Duncan knew he was addicted to her taste and response. Tess undid him, and in ways he’d never thought he’d be able to lose control. Her hands ran down his naked chest then back up. Her touch was light and innocent but making him want so much more. His pants were in the way. He wanted them both naked on the bed.
The need to feel her wet pussy surround his shaft was driving him to distraction.
Duncan wanted to sink his cock deep inside her cunt until his seed spurted inside her.
He pulled back staring into her lust glazed eyes. “I want you,” he said.

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New Release: Mine to Keep

Mine to Keep 

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Welcome to Cape Falls, a town with old-fashioned values.

Amy Grant survived much at the hands of her ex-husband. Now all she wants to do is live her life and provide a good home for her two children. When complaints from the residents of Cape Falls force her out of a job, Amy has no choice but to turn to Gabriel Anderson.

Gabriel has felt a deep connection to the young mother ever since he saved her from a brutal attack from her husband. He opens up his home to her in the hope she will soon be his.

However, Gabriel holds a dark secret. He is a dominant man with the need to see Amy submit to him. With such a hard past behind her, will Amy be able to accept the kind of passion Gabriel wants? Or can Gabriel finally let the darkness inside him go for the woman he loves?

Be Warned: bondage, public exhibition.

 

Excerpt

“Take off your clothes.”
Amy went to the buttons of her shirt and slipped each button through the slit. She knew he would have to see a few of her scars eventually, and she’d rather get it over with.
Gabriel closed the door and walked towards her. She couldn’t stop herself from staring at him. This was the first time in her whole life that she wanted to get naked with a man and have sex. Her heart was pounding inside her chest. The wetness pooled in her panties. She wanted him so badly.
She removed her shirt and went to her jeans. Gabriel stood in front of her and pulled his white shirt over his head. His muscles rippled with every movement. She reached out and touched him. He was warm and hard.
“You’re so big,” she said. His chest beneath her hand made her look so small and pale.
“I’m a lot bigger than you.” He pulled her closer, tilted her head back, and kissed her. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, making love to her with his lips. She accepted him, teasing him back with gentle strokes. Gabriel pulled the straps of her bra down her shoulders. Amy moved her hands free and wrapped herself around him.
With easy movements her bra was on the floor, and her jeans pushed down for her to step out of.  She wore a pair of white cotton panties and nothing else.
Gabriel released her and took a step back. She crossed her arms over her breasts. He held her hands away, exposing her body.
“You deserve to be in thongs and silks. Would you wear the underwear I buy you?” he asked.
Her nipples budded under his ardent gaze.
“I’d wear everything you bought me,” she said and meant every word.
“Good. Take your panties off.” His voice changed. He no longer asked her but ordered. The thrill that went down her spine shocked her. Staring into his blue eyes, she pushed her panties to the floor and stood out of them. “Go and lie down on the couch,” he said.
She walked to the couch without hesitation. The need to please him filled her body. Amy lay down and watched Gabriel as he removed the last of his clothes. She stared down his body, taking in every line and muscle. He was right. She’d been with a man and had borne two children, but she was an innocent. The only time she’d seen male anatomy like this was in a textbook or the Discovery Channel. Her lips parted on a gasp as her gaze moved down to what lay at the juncture of his thighs.
He was long and thick. The red tip was bulbous, and the slit at the top looked wet. He sat down next to her on the couch. They were both naked in his sitting room, and she’d never felt more alive than she did in that moment.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked.
“Never. I feel something for you, Gabriel. I’m not sure what it is, but I never want to stop.” She tried to explain everything to him. If she could voice all that she was feeling maybe she could make sense of it all.
“Tell me everything, Amy. This is what I want. For you to be open with me.”
Amy nodded and took his hand. She’d read many books and seen stuff in the movies. Nothing she had read or seen was anything like being part of it. Taking a deep breath, she dived into this new world Gabriel had opened up.
“I ache here,” she said, placing his hand on her breast. “It feels so tight and good. I want to feel you touching my breasts.”
“Tell me where else.”
Down her body, she moved his hand. Her tummy quivered with the touch. She went down until his hand covered her pussy. “It aches here. I’m so hot and wet.”

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New Release: Scarred Beauty

Scarred Beauty

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Noelle Evans has lived with a vicious scar down the side of her face since she was in a car accident ten years ago. She doesn’t know what it is like to be touched, desired, or loved.

Isaac Welch is rich and stuck in a rut of loveless sex with gold-digging women. The moment Isaac meets Noelle, sparks begin to fly. He is intrigued by this startling beauty who has helped his brother.

What started as a game soon turns to blinding passion. Isaac tries to fight his growing feelings for Noelle, but she is about to learn the truth about their meetings. Will she ever be able to forgive his betrayal, or will Isaac be left with only the memories of his time with his Scarred Beauty?

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking.

 Excerpt:

Staring into her eyes, he made a split-second decision. Grabbing her hand, he pressed her against the hard length of his cock through the fabric of his trousers. “Do you feel that? That is how much I want you. I fucking ache to be inside you. I know you’re a virgin, but I want to be the first one to ever open those sweet thighs and taste you. Elle, I leave here, and all I want to do is be with you put you on the bed, spread you open and take you, hard, fast and slow. I want you anyway I can get you.”

Fuelled by pure need, he tore the pants from his body until he stood with his shaft out for her to touch. He opened her hands and curled them around his length. Every action he did with speed so he wouldn’t stop.

“Feel that? Feel how much I want you?”

Her mouth was slightly open as if amazed by what he’d done.

“You want me?” she asked.

In answer, he slammed his lips down on hers and showed her the true meaning of want. Isaac gave her everything.

Wrapping his hand in the length of her dark red hair, he spun it in his fist. Pulling her head back, he plundered her mouth taking everything she had to offer. He unleashed the beast inside him. For the first time he knew what it felt like to need to possess a woman, to have her as his own. The thought of any other man having her sent him into a rage. He was the only man who could touch her. No other. Her body, heart, and soul would belong to him and him alone.

God help him, he wanted to be the one to fuck her. He wanted to hear her scream his name as she orgasmed.

He moved her hand away as he begun to unbutton her blouse. She stood frozen, her lips responding. Isaac showed her what it felt like to be needed. Tonight, he would make her his.

Her hands curled into his hair. She pressed her body against his. Isaac pushed her away slightly without stopping the kiss. He pushed her shirt from her body and followed it with her bra. He pulled away to stare down at her body.

“Do you see how much I want you?” he asked.

She nodded. Her face flushed.

“Are you going to want me to pay for it?”

Her question cut him deep. Tightening his grip in her hair, he forced her to look at him. Her eyes filled with more tears after she spoke the question.

“There will be no money passed between us. I never took the damn money. You can have it. I want you, Elle. I always wanted to be with you. The money was only an excuse.” He finally admitted the truth to her.

“Why?”

“Because you give me a reason to look forward to my day. Before I met you I was falling into a black hole. You’re the only salvation I have.”

“I’ve not been the same since I met you. I think I love you, Isaac.”

Hearing those words made his chest ache. He wanted to say them back, but something held them in.

“You’re something special,” he said before taking her lips once again. No more words needed to be spoken. Her naked chest pressed against his, the hard nipples poking at him. He kept one hand bound in her hair as the other thumbed her red, swollen buds. She melted against him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. Isaac pressed her to the wall. He loosened his hold on her hair and watched as it fell around her face. The colour was wrong from the picture Brad showed her. He wanted to see her natural beauty displayed for him. His gaze moved to her breasts. The glorious round mounds filled his hands to perfection. They were pert. He bent his head and took one nipple inside his mouth. She cried out, thrusting her tit inside his mouth. He cupped the other and thumbed the nipple.

She screamed as he bit her nipple. His cock was on fire with the need to be inside her.

Pulling away, he bent down and removed the skirt from her body. Her legs were thick and curvy. He smiled placing his hands on her and feeling the soft, supple strength of her body. Thin women no longer did it for him.

From his position on the floor, he could scent her arousal. Taking hold of her panties, he removed them. They were wet with her arousal. Standing up, he looked into her drooping eyes and pressed his hand between her thighs. Her cream coated his fingers as he slid them through her slit.

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New Release: Bound to be Mated

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[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, werewolves, HEA]

Rock Wood is not like many towns. In the darkness lurks a dark secret as the town houses one of the fiercest wolf packs.

Charlotte is forced into going to a party on the outskirts of town. She doesn’t expect it to turn into a nightmare.

Leader of the pack Micah must do everything in his power to keep the people of his town safe. The only solution is to mate with the young woman who had been thrust into his care. Four years pass and Micah can’t control his beast. He needs his mate and intends to claim her.

However, danger still lurks in every corner. A woman from his past refuses to accept Charlotte as her queen. Micah must fight for the love of his queen, for her protection, and for the future of his pack, but will it be too late to save her?

STORY EXCERPT

 

Micah watched the young girl fight to be free. He turned and glared at Kim, the person who’d caused all of their problems. The call of the moon and the wolf grew stronger. Large canines grew in his mouth, and his hands began to shape into large fiendish claws. A woman in his bar was in danger, and the animal within him responded.

“Let the girl go,” he ordered. With each word he spoke, his voice grew louder. The submissive wolves in the back were cowering to his dominance.

Brandon smiled but didn’t let the girl go. Instead, he cupped her between the thighs. The young girl screamed in fright, the sound painful to hear. He didn’t allow any woman to be hurt in his company. Stepping forward, he glared at his two trusted men, who moved closer as well. This wasn’t a fight for power but a fight to protect someone smaller and way more delicate than their kind.

“So the big bad wolf has come to play?”

“She’s in my town, in my bar, under my protection. Put my property down.” He paid and served this town well. Made sure they always had work and business. In return, he asked for them to board up their homes for three nights of the month.

“But she doesn’t smell like pack. She smells innocent, and with no claim. By our very laws, it means she’s up for grabs. Our men did catch her, and it’s been so long since they’ve had a plaything.”

Micah knew about the laws. He’d helped to write a few of them.

“Unless you’re willing to use another method?”

Micah should have seen this coming. For years, Brandon and his pack of mutts had tried to take over his turf. He wasn’t having any of it.

“What do you want?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“You take the girl for yourself. Right now, in front of us. Mark her and make her yours.” Murmurs ran through the whole of the room.

The girl stared at him with a mixture of fear and hope radiating out of her eyes. She was young, and he scented she was close to womanhood. Her scent held the spark of innocence that wasn’t associated with a woman used to physical contact. Perhaps seventeen, eighteen. Fuck, he hoped she was older. What Brandon was asking would terrify any woman who wasn’t accustomed to pack laws. She wouldn’t know what was about to happen, and he was about to put one of the townspeople in danger.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Charlotte Griffin,” she whispered.

Micah stared at Kim. “I want to know what selfish reasoning you used in a bargain that has put your sister’s life in danger.”

Kim gazed at the floor. What happened tonight would not go unpunished. Micah knew he’d have to hold a meeting with the townspeople about Kim. For now, Charlotte and her innocence were at stake.

“Come here, Charlotte,” he called, making sure his voice was calm so he wouldn’t frighten her.

He watched as she pulled away from the man holding her and moved around Brandon. She licked her lips and then focused on Micah as she walked the short distance to stand in front of him.

“Do you know what is going on?”

Charlotte shook her head.

“Do you know who I am? What I am?”

She shook her head again.

“I’m going to need you to trust me.”

Micah waited as she looked behind her at the Eagles and then turned back to him. “I will.”

He took her hand and brought her into contact with his body. Shit, Brandon had been right. She smelled of innocence on a fresh spring morn. Her scent dazzled him.

Cupping her chin, he tilted her head back until she stared into his eyes. He ran his thumb across her full bottom lip. He loosened his grip on her chin, a finger travelling down past her throat to her vulnerable neck. The delights within her small body tempted him. Micah was alarmed. No human female could tempt him. The demands of his body craved rough, hard fucking. The mate, or woman who would become his for the rest of his life, would have to learn to take all of him. His cock was long and thick like the rest of him. A human female would struggle. Even now, because of his sheer size, he refused to take human women for fear of breaking them. Clearing his head of his troubled thoughts, he put all of his attention into Charlotte.

His protective instincts rushing forward, he tilted her head back and looked at her delicate neck, beautifully exposed for him to see. Her pulse was beating rapidly, her breaths coming in short, sharp pants. The world around him stopped. The scent of honey, vanilla, and the fresh sunshine during a morning run through thick forests invaded his senses. Micah pictured Charlotte naked running from him but with the intention of getting caught. He growled as the instinct to claim her surged within him. One moment she was standing with her head tilted back, and the next, her back pressed against his. The speed at which he moved would terrify most humans. He bit into his palm—the thick blood oozing out—and pressed it to her lips.

She fought him. The little wildcat struggled in his hold. The call of the moon hit him, the canines in his mouth growing for the mating call. In one smooth motion, he struck, his wolf teeth sinking into her human flesh. The fluid from his own vein fed her at the same time he took hers. Micah’s one free arm caught her to him. After a few seconds with his teeth inside her, her struggles ceased. Charlotte went pliant in his arms as she passed out.

Micah retracted his claws and looked down into the face of the young woman he’d just destroyed.

The alpha of the Rock Wood pack had mated a human female.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

She stood before him in her underwear. Micah stepped back and gazed at the beauty of her body.

“Do you hate what you see?”

“I love what I see.” He took her hand and brought her against his own. He roughly pulled at his clothes until they tore or were yanked free.

He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Charlotte giggled.

“This is insane. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“And you’ll only ever do this with me. No other man will have you. Never.” Micah yanked the bra from her body, her large tits spilling free. His cock was so fucking hard. Pre-cum already leaked from the tip.

The need to gain control over the fiery lust pulsing through his veins was vital before he tipped her back and fucked her hard and rough for the first time. Lips and tongue sucked her nipples and played with her breasts. His other hand went between her legs and ripped the fabric of her panties in half. He threw them away, replacing his hand on her mound. A small amount of hair outlined her pussy lips, making him harder.

Micah ran a finger through the moist slit and cursed at her wetness. The scent of her need permeated the room.

Sucking in a breath and turning from her, Micah got his beast under control. He wouldn’t ruin her first time by being an animal.

No one had ever told him how powerful he’d feel having his mate close by. Charlotte meant the world to him.

“Are you all right?” she asked. He heard her moving, and then her hand lay lightly on his shoulder.

“I need to make sure I won’t hurt you.” He turned back to her and watched her gasp. One of her hands covered her mouth.

“Your eyes are different. Your eyes have gone black where they’re usually gray.” Seeing her reaction made him gain the control to pull his beast back and stop him from unleashing the monster within.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. It’s who you are.” She cupped his face and brought him up for a kiss. She knelt on the bed, and Micah tumbled her back down. His body covered hers.

Her glorious honey smell tempted him like no other. He knew he wanted to take her on one of the nights of the full moon. To see her body writhe in pleasure, soaked in the moonlight.

Micah worked her body, kissing her lips and creating a path downward until he reached her lovely-smelling cunt.

She cried out when he used his fingers to spread her wide. Her tiny clit was peeking out from the hood, red and swollen. He licked up her slit, smelling her own exquisite scent.

“What are you doing?” she demanded on a moan.

Micah smiled. His little maid didn’t know the true carnal pleasures that awaited her.

“Lay back, baby. Enjoy.” He used his tongue to bring her to the height of pleasure. His hands moved up her body and began to play with the swollen red nipples. Charlotte thrashed beneath him, crying out for him to stop and then to carry on. He chuckled, loving her reaction. Micah wanted her dripping wet with her own natural lubricant before he tried to fuck her with his large cock.

She was panting and screaming for a release she didn’t understand. Micah finally heard her submit to the pleasure he was giving her. He licked her clit until she cried out and convulsed in orgasm. He didn’t want to hurt her. She was coming down from her high, he grasped his cock. The tip and head covered in his pre-cum, he aligned his cock with her pussy entrance. In one smooth thrust, he penetrated her virgin cunt and claimed Charlotte Griffin as his own.

Her tight pussy fluttered around his hard shaft. He’d taken her innocence in the first thrust, but his cock wasn’t all the way in. Compared to his body, she was so tiny and small. Tears shone in her eyes, and he knew, even with her climax, he’d hurt her.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“Please don’t move anymore,” she requested.

“I’ve got to. I’m not all the way in.”

“It hurts,” she cried out.

Micah didn’t move at all. Instead, he grabbed her waist, running his hands over her hips and grasping her butt. He laid kisses on her shoulder, loving her body with his touch. Never in his life would he want to hurt her.

He cursed his body and the instinct of the wolf. If he didn’t claim her soon, he’d be driven insane by the vision of being with her. If he didn’t get himself under control he risked killing her in the process.

After some time, her pelvis began to move, and he knew the pain would have lessened, and her body was starting to crave for more.

“Can I move?” He didn’t want to hurt her, and if it meant waiting for her, he’d wait as long as his beast would allow.

“Will it hurt?”

“I don’t think so. That pain is gone. Only pleasure is left.” He crossed his fingers, hoping he was right.

“Okay, we’ll try it.”

Micah took her lips and brought her lower body under his. His mate would like the loving of his body.

He’d make sure of it.

New Release: Blaze’s Second Chance

Blaze’s Second Chance

The Sinclair Men, 1

Blaze Sinclair is the oldest son in the Sinclair household. He’s strong and sexy as hell and craves the plump receptionist working in his office building. On the night of the Christmas party his life is turned upside down, but he’s determined to have the woman he wants.

Cassie Walker has fallen in love with her boss. She spends every day at work craving his attention. One night her life is changed forever. Broken and used, Cassie must learn to move on and forget about the man who owns her heart.

Five years pass. With a divorce and a son under his belt, Blaze comes face to face with the only woman he’s ever wanted.

Can she forgive Blaze and give him a second chance, or will it be too late for her to realize the best things in life are worth fighting for.

Excerpt

She refused to spend the rest of her life wondering and regretting what could happen tonight. Cassie tugged on his tie, pulling his head closer to her. She took his lips, her first kiss with Blaze hot and feisty. Blaze stood, coming over her. He pulled her skirt as far as it would go, exposing her dampened panties. Cassie could smell her arousal, and she knew he must. Her pussy was wet and juicy.

He ripped her shirt open sending buttons spraying over the room. Cassie giggled, but she heard Blaze growl. His eyes devoured her lace-covered breasts. He unsnapped the front, watching as they exploded out. He moaned, and so did Cassie, as her breasts were huge and sensitive.

“You’ve got great tits. I want to suck on them.” Blaze cupped her breasts. They filled his hands and spilled over the top. Cassie moaned, arching her back.

“No good, I need you completely naked.” Blaze forced her to stand while he shed the rest of her clothes, as well as his until they stood staring at each other. Naked. He pushed her across his desk, his cock huge as it stood out.

“You’re so beautiful. A lovely ripe peach,” he growled. Blaze took one of her tits, and he nipped and plucked at her nipples.

She gasped. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”

“I’ve fantasised about you like this,” Blaze said. Cassie held her breath. This gorgeous man had fantasised about her? He wanted her?

“You wet for me, baby?” he asked. His fingers ran through her wet slit. She gasped, her eyes closing. “No, don’t close your eyes. Watch me,” he said. Cassie opened her eyes and followed the path he was taking. He was watching as his fingers circled her clit. The man was torturing her.

“So swollen and wet, begging to be touched.” She cried out as he penetrated her with two fingers.

He speared her pussy and fingered her clit. The wet sounds echoed off the walls of his office and heightened her arousal. She was wet and desperate to come. He fucked her with two fingers, and she watched him, the cream visible as he disappeared inside her body to his knuckles. The thrusts and touch on her swollen nub were driving her closer to the edge. She cried and bucked and begged for release.

Blaze took her to the pinnacle and brought her back before giving release. He held her back, denying her until she was a quivering wreck, mindless, insane and drunk on the pleasure that he was unleashing.

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