Are you following the releases in the 1-800-DOM-help series? The newest one releases today. Begging for It by Delilah Devlin is a great read!
Blurb:
She needs punishment…before she deserves pleasure.
Tragedy scarred TJ Lipton. Now the only way she can find pleasure is when it’s delivered with a heavy-handed dose of S&M. But finding a lover who can give her what she needs proves an elusive quest—until she finds the sex club Unfettered and a Dom named Cross McNally.
Cross understands all too well what drives TJ. He takes command of her body to give her everything she needs—restraint, the stinging kiss of a flogger, the thrill of a three-way—a sexual adventure that pulls her beyond her painful past and has her begging for more of his tender brand of domination.
I got to read this in its early stages and really was pulled in. The edgy needs of the heroine, TJ, and the way she tries to heal herself grabbed me and kept me there as she warily explored the world Cross opens to her. If you like strong heroines and lots of great sex, you’ll enjoy this, I think!
This month Desiree Holt celebrates her 100th release with Downstroke from Ellora’s Cave. Downstroke is the story of lover reunited after twenty years trying to bridge a gulf of bitterness while outwitting a killer. To help her celebrate I’m giving you a taste of one of her other books. Leave a comment to be entered in the drawing at the end of the month for an Acer netbook.
I’ve had the fun of joining Desiree in the 1-800-DOM-help series, where her first release is Delight Me. You so want to read this book, I promise you! Here’s the blurb to get you started:
Part of the 1-800-DOM-help series.
Dani thinks her growing dissatisfaction with the lifestyle might be because she needs a role reversal. When a mysterious business card appears she calls the number, 1-800-DOM-help and at the club, Unfettered, is paired with Ethan, a sexy-as-sin sub. Dani learns the erotic effect of wielding the single tail whip on her sub and the intense arousal that stimulating him with toys can bring. As their sessions progress, she explores with Ethan every aspect of D/s play, from restraints to punishment to the exercise of control to achieve mind-blowing orgasms, and understands the value of receiving trust as well as giving it. But she develops very strong emotional feelings for Ethan that scare her to death. This could change her life forever. Will she be brave enough to accept what’s being offered?
As part of the celebration, Desiree is giving away a prize every day of one copy of one of Desiree’s novels of the reader’s choice from her backlist. Names will be drawn from those who post comments. At the end of the month, one lucky person will win a grand prize of a refurbished Netbook with digital DVD drive. After you (the reader) post here, go to Desiree’s web site at www.desireeholt.com and enter to win the grand prize of the netbook at the end of the month.
And here’s the buy link for Downstroke from Ellora’s Cave.
In honor of my triplet vampire heroes Baen, Gower and Enos, I’m celebrating their release over the next three days! Today, tomorrow and Sunday I’ll be giving away an ebook from my backlist. You can enter each day, but can only win once.
Today’s contest is simple – join my Yahoo Group so you can receive updates and news of reviews and contests. As you can see when you go to the group page, I don’t overload your inbox. At 10pm Pacific time tonight I’ll draw a name from the group members to receive their choice of a story from my backlist.
Now the fun~ Meet the MacDuirmad brothers:
Demon of Desire
by Ari Thatcher
ISBN: 9781419933004
At Ellora’s Cave
Blurb:
First in the Whispering Valley series.
The only consolation Sin has for moving into her late great-aunt’s creepy Victorian house is the handymen who come with it. Triplet vampires Baen, Gower and Enos are yummy enough to tempt her from her self-imposed celibacy and make her forget she’s well on her way to becoming a crazy cat lady.
The brothers instantly recognize Sin as their mate, but realize they need to ease her into the idea of being loved by three vampires. Then a sex-craving demon takes control of Sin’s body and seduces the men, forcing them to make a rash decision with her life.
Excerpt:
Sin whimpered. The explosions of passion spreading upward were more a response to his touch, his smell and taste, than her sexual dry spell. Resting her head on his shoulder, she nibbled at the cord of his neck. Her tongue laved over his pulse there and her hips began to thrust to the rhythm of his heartbeat. As she sucked, her teeth lengthened, but she fought the urge to bite.
Enos matched the rhythm with his hand, thrusting deep and withdrawing, as she moved faster. Then his hand disappeared and she heard his belt unbuckling. She lifted herself to give him room.
He lowered them to sit on the couch, adjusting her knees on either side of him. She sat back on the bunched fabric of his jeans and shorts and reached for his erection. Wrapping her fingers around the base, she felt a wave of feminine power wash over her at his gasp.
She made him hard. Her body. Her touch. The silver glimmer in his eyes told her he had no one but her on his mind. The heady rush made her pussy pulse harder still.
Unable to wait any longer, she rose above his cock, stroked her slit with it and pushed it inside. She gasped at the fullness, her pussy stretching to allow him deeper.
“Damn, you’re so hot inside. I don’t know how long I will last.”
“Don’t wait too long,” she warned, rolling her hips into position to ride him hard. Her inner thighs stretched taut, spreading to take his full length. Her breasts bounced. She reached up and pinched her nipples, then pulled.
At the same moment, Enos slipped his thumb between them and pressed against her clit. Pleasure pulsed throughout her body and with each thrust, small cries escaped her parted lips. She’d never liked to make noise during sex in the past, but the sounds built between her panting breaths.
Sin dropped hard on his cock, pressing her clit into his hand as ecstasy rocketed through her. She cried out, first a high squeal, then dropping to a guttural moan.
She became aware of his thrusts and grunts and felt the warmth of his orgasm fill her. His hands clasped her butt cheeks and held her still as shudders passed through him.
His hands relaxed. His head dropped back against the couch. Letting her forehead rest on his pale, muscular shoulder, she tried to catch her breath and swallow down the whispers of guilt that disapproved of what she’d just done. Why couldn’t she just enjoy the moment without Gower and Baen entering her head?
How did she tell Enos that she was also attracted to his brothers? Especially when his dick, soft as it now was, was still inside her? She might not be the most experienced chick in the hen house, but even she knew one didn’t talk about other men while in bed, or on the couch, with a lover.
Enos ran his fingers up her spine, sending shivers spreading in their wake. Sin sighed. She could get used to this, having a man who enjoyed the cuddling after. Hell, with the way he made her come, she’d be willing to skip the cuddling if he preferred. She nipped at his collarbone, then licked any pain away.
“You’re still feeling frisky, I take it?” he asked, lifting his head to look at her.
She sat back on his firm thighs. And realized they weren’t alone. “What—?” How long had Gower and Baen been watching?
Fuck. Reaching for her nightgown, she tried to gain back the slightest bit of modesty.
Enos glanced over his shoulder and shook his head. “Nice, guys. Thanks for knocking.”
Baen stepped closer. “We did knock. And cleared our throats. And I’m pretty sure at least one of us grunted once or twice.”
“But you didn’t think about coming back later?”
“I can’t say I thought about much more than joining in,” Gower admitted.
“Oh, fuck,” Sin muttered, forcing an arm through a tangled sleeve. “I don’t do this sort of thing. Really. I’m not—”
Enos grabbed her hand and pulled her back down on his lap, now covered by his jeans. His arms encircled her, holding firmly but gently. “We know you’re not.”
“I’m sorry, Enos. I shouldn’t have had sex with you. I barely even know you.”
“Shhh,” he whispered, stroking her hair and pushing her head against his chest. “It’s my fault. I should have talked to you about it first. But I couldn’t stop myself. Once I started kissing you I was lost.”
Gower had come to sit on the back of the settee. “There’s a lot of talking we need to do. We’ve been waiting until you felt stronger.”
The newest release in the 1-800-DOM-help series is out today! Emerald Dungeon by Kathy Kulig releases today from Ellora’s Cave.
BLURB: When Dana, a harpist, gets a summer job in a medieval dinner show, she discovers a world of BDSM in the dungeon of the ancient Irish castle. Jack is a sexy Dominant who recognizes the submissive smoldering beneath the demure exterior. His skillful commands takes Dana beyond her darkest erotic fantasies. Secrets and strange events around the castle strain their relationship, and the appearance of a mysterious business card 1-800-DOM-help offers to guide them. Only with complete trust and surrender is ultimate pleasure and true love possible.
EXCERPT: Over 18 only
“Look at you. You can’t sleep on that. I’ll sleep there. You sleep in the bed,” Dana said.
“No. I’ll take the floor.”
“And freeze your ass off.” She took a breath and lowered her voice. “Jack, we’re not a couple of teenagers. I thought we were friends. We don’t have to have sex just because we’re in the same bed.”
He craved to hold her through the night, nuzzle his cheek against her breasts, curve his body against her round bottom, listen to her breathing while she slept. But to do so would be torture. To feel her close throughout the night without fucking her would drive him mad. If he had a D/s scene with her, he might be able to relax and get some sleep. He doubted he’d be getting much sleep.
He’d turned his back toward the bed, so he couldn’t watch her but she hadn’t crawled into bed yet. She walked across the room and at first he thought she was stirring the fire. Instead she came out of the closet with the flogger, straps and a rope.
She laid them out across the bed then walked over to him and knelt in front of the loveseat and bowed her head. “Please, Master. Show me. I want to learn. I want to understand why I was scared by watching Shannon and Damon and at the same time so turned on. I can’t bear the thought of leaving Ireland at the end of summer without understanding these feelings. Every time I think of them, I get horny.”
A knot formed in his chest. Oh, hell. She was a sub and didn’t even know yet. He’d have to take extra care with this one. It scared the hell out of him. She might realize this wasn’t for her and panic in the middle of a session. He didn’t want to do anything to hurt her. He’d never been with a sub who was so green.
She let out a huff, spun on her heels and marched over to the bed. She picked up the leather cuffs and started strapping them around her wrists. “Dana, don’t.”
She gave him a pained looked. After unhooking the cuffs, she yanked her sweatshirt over her head. The firelight made her smooth skin glow and he noticed her nipples were hard. Her breasts were beautiful. Not huge, but perfectly shaped. Struggling with the wrist restraints, she managed to secure them to her wrists with the short length of chain dangling between the cuffs. Picking up the flogger, she walked over to Jack and knelt before him again, head bowed and raised the flogger to him. “Please, Sir, I need to know.”
His breath caught as he gazed at her naked from the waist up, wearing his baggy sweatpants that barely hung on her hips. Far from the exotic fetish wear he would see women in at the club Unfettered, but so sexy. He stood and took the flogger from her. “You need to know what, slave?” It took a conscious effort to keep his voice firm and in control.
She let out a long breath. “I need to know if pain gives me pleasure.”
He closed his eyes and took a breath. Oh, hell. She’s definitely a sub. His cock twitched in response and rose to attention. Willing himself to remain in control, he pointed to the chair. “Get into your original position.”
“Yes, Master.
You can buy Emerald Dungeon now!
Have you discovered 6Sentence Sunday? Tons of authors posting a six-sentence excerpt from a work-in-progress, recent sale or published book. I’ve decided to join in.
From Maui Rekindled:
A dark-skinned god rose from the water, a board tucked under his arm. Maggie licked her lips as her eyes traveled up his long body. His wet shorts clung like a second skin, riding low on his narrow hips. A bare, flat abdomen made her fingers itch to stroke it. He had swimmer’s shoulders, broad, strong, well defined. Damn, picture that arched above me in bed…
Visit Sweet n Sexy Divas to read my interview and learn some of the crazy stuff in my real life.
I am pleased to welcome fellow EC author Afton Locke to celebrate her new release, which sounds like seven minutes of fun! Read on~
Dark closet + sexy boss + 7 minutes = too HOT to stop!
Her breath caught when she realized the room wasn’t just dark. It was completely black. She couldn’t see a thing now. Margo must have had special padding or weather-stripping installed around the edges of the door.
“You’re not allowed to talk, starting now,” Margo said, her voice muffled.
Eliza fought down the urge to pound on the door and beg to be let out but knew that would make her resemble a childish idiot. Not being able to see and knowing nothing about who was in the closet with her sent her heart rate into the aerobic range.
Her other senses soon took over. She heard the rustle of curtain, a man’s breathing and…oh God. That was Zach’s cologne. The distinctive blend of exotic spices and understated class had distracted her mid-task more than once at work.
Coincidence, she told herself as she clasped her hand across her throat. Lots of men wore the same cologne. He couldn’t possibly be here.
This man, whoever he was, didn’t seem nearly as inclined to pause and analyze the situation as she did. She gasped when a questing hand brushed her waist and arm, followed much too quickly by two steely arms fastening around her. Goose bumps exploded across her arms as rolled-up shirtsleeves and very hot forearms slid across her skin.
A pair of lips found her ear with uncanny precision and slashed across it, sliding into a jagged path down her neck. Beard stubble—another reminder of Zach—scraped her skin, sending dual sensations of alarm and pleasure shooting down her spine.
With her arms all but pinned to her sides, she could do nothing but slide her hands around the man’s waist. His body was hot and muscular under her fingers. Muscles flexed beneath the soft shirt as he maneuvered her to stand against a row of shelves. The delicate scent of laundered sheets mingled with his cologne, reminding her of beds.
She turned her chin toward his mouth, needing to taste him. Suddenly his hands anchored both sides of her face, holding her in place for a kiss. No, not a kiss—an onslaught. He skimmed her lips with his tongue before biting, tasting and teasing. Without even knowing exactly how, she found herself slack-jawed and senseless, wanting everything he had to give.
He tasted like wine, with a slight salty tang, as if he’d eaten caviar. While he claimed her tongue with punishing swirls of his own, his legs pressed hard against her, his cock even harder, bruising the delicate flesh over her pubic bone through their clothing.
“One minute has passed.”
The automated voice nearly made Eliza jump out of her skin. Margo had thought of everything.
The sensation of tugging at her blouse brought her attention to her breasts. Her blouse went slack and threatened to fall off when he unbuttoned the few large buttons. Needing and aching, her nipples anticipated strong fingers or a hot, flicking tongue.
At the same time, alarms went off in her head. Exactly how far did people go in this game? Surely seven minutes wasn’t enough time to go all the way but she was at his mercy, whatever he planned.
If this man fucked her in the dark, she wouldn’t even see his cock. She would only be able to feel it, thrusting into her drenched pussy.
“Wait, I—” she uttered.
Wow, Afton, nice and steamy! I’m off to buy this one. Thanks for stopping by!
I should know better than to start something on Monday mornings. Mondays are “take Mom for groceries” day and we’re adding in a trip for garden supplies, too. So I’m leaving this a mess while I run her around town. I’ll be back, hopefully with less mess than the Terminator caused on his return.
Hop on over to Kathy Kulig’s blog to read my interview and an excerpt of Maui Rekindled!
http://kathykulig.blogspot.com/2011/02/guest-author-ari-thatcher.html
I’m editing Demon of Desire, and will be sharing some great excerpts and stuff from the 1-800-DOMhelp series over the next week or so. Stay tuned!