‘m pleased to have Nikka Michaels back visiting the Spicy Butterfly Garden with her latest Cobblestone Press release, Lip Service. Her new release is a sequel to her book Room Service and is part of Cobblestone Press’s Blue Line! Check it out! 🙂
What is Cobblestone Press’ Blue Line?
The Blue short story line is erotica. For us, erotica is about the fulfillment of a sexual fantasy. These stories are sexy, very graphic, and are by no means a “traditional romance”.
Dr. Seth Campbell and Carson Randall from ROOM SERVICE return in this short erotic sequel. Separated by their jobs on a daily basis, the partners have to make time for each other when they can. They combine their passion for each other in mini interludes to reconnect with each other and rekindle their connection.
When Seth finds Carson waiting for him in the hotel bar, their attraction and awareness smolders to life. When their already limited time together is interrupted by an important phone call, an impatient Seth takes matters into his own hands.
I reached between us to yank open his shirt, grinning when the buttons flew, plinking off the table and chair.
“This was my favorite shirt.” He glared at me.
“Well, now we’re even after last time.” I smirked and leaned down to push his shirt up and off his shoulders then his undershirt. I dragged my tongue over his nipple then tugged it with my teeth.
His frustrated whine turned into a long moan as I reached between us to stroke him harder. “God, Seth. Get naked. Now.”
“Impatient.” I grinned as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt far enough to yank it over my head, tossing it on the floor. The thin T-shirt I wore met the same fate as he pulled me in for another kiss.
“Lube. Your ass. My cock. Now.”
“Yes, sir.” I smirked then turned to grab the lube from my bag I’d thrown on the luggage rack, my breath stuttering out in surprise as I heard Carson move. Quicker than I expected I found myself flat on my back on the bed, staring up at my lover as he pinned my hands next to my head. His knees hugged my hips as he stared down at me, all amusement gone, replaced with something deeper.
“Not your sir. Just yours.” His gaze was serious as he dipped his head to kiss me deeply. When I pushed up against his hold to return his kiss, I moaned as my trapped cock ground against his ass and cursed my pants for keeping my skin from his.
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ABOUT NIKKA MICHAELS:
Nikka Michaels lives in the often rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs with heat. A voracious reader, novice knitter and music lover she’s been known to multitask without breaking a sweat. She loves to read and write M/M romance but believes everyone deserves a love story. She currently has four releases out, Chasing Matt, a M/M novella co-authored with Eileen Griffin, Christmas with Caden, a M/F romance novella from Cobblestone Press, “Waking up Wolf”, a M/M shifter romance in Evernight Publishing’s Alpha’s Claim: Manlove Edition anthology, and Room Service the M/M BDSM short story from Cobblestone Press’ Blue line. Lip Service, the sequel to Room Service is forthcoming from Cobblestone Press. Nikka is currently at work with her co-author on two M/M foodie romance novels, set to be released summer and fall 2014 from Carina Press.
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Happy Totally Tantalizing Tuesday! Sitting at a stop light contemplating who would be this week’s Tantalizer, Southern Girl by Tim McGraw came on the radio and I started swaying to the music and singing along. Then I started reminiscing about the last Tim McGraw concert I attended and how freaking fabulous he looked in his white jeans and white (almost see through) t-shirt. And well… that sealed the deal! Anyone that knows me knows I’m a country girl at heart and Tim is one of my all time favorite cowboys! There are few men that pull off a cowboy hat like he does! Enjoy!
Not all men can wear white jeans and look like that!
Look at his ripped arms!
Uh huh! He’s 46! Yes, 46 and he has a body like that! Faith is one lucky lady!
And he’s in a truck! Truck Yeah!
I’m ending it with another butt shot! 🙂
Hope you enjoyed this Tantalizing Tuesday. Since it was one of his songs that partially inspired this post, I’ll leave you with a link to his video for Southern Girl. Click here! Enjoy!
The Book Boyfriend Blog Hop is back and better than ever!
The authors of Evernight have a brand new team of swoon-worthy book boyfriend candidates. A sexy assortment of cowboys, Doms, detectives, millionaires, royalty, vampires, soldiers, firefighters and shifters are just a click away.
Get ready to find your next book boyfriend…
Book boyfriends come in all forms, quite literally, that’s the great thing about reading romance. But the ones that seem to get my heart racing and juices flowing the most are the ones that seem the most real to me… with a past, with emotion, with heart! No true hero is perfect! That’s why we love him! Perfection is overrated!
Last year, Matt Riley from my book, In Flames, arrived right around the time of Evernight’s first Book Boyfriend Blog Hop. In fact, he arrived on April 25, 2013 (so it’s also kind of my publishversary for In Flames)! Matt had been on the scene of the fire when his brother was killed on the job. Not being able to save his brother plagued him for quite some time. He and his sister-in-law, Gracelyn, leaned on each other to get through the loss and a love formed between the two of them… a love that marred him with guilt, but a love that he desperately wanted to give in to. Read Matt’s struggle in In Flames to find out exactly how Matt got to his happy ending! 😉
Aside from being a strong and sexy firefighterMatt’s also a guy with a lot of emotion and a very big heart!
What makes Matt a great book boyfriend? I could tell you what I think makes him a great book boyfriend. Or we can ask him some questions and you can see for yourself.
My front door creaks open! Damn! I need to get my husband to WD-40 that thing!
Look at that! Speak of the devil! Here he comes, swaggering into my living room in a pair of jeans slung low on his hips and a nicely fitted red t-shirt that hugs his chest in ways that make a girl go weak in the knees. He’s got a little scruff along his jaw line and I must admit, it looks good!
Jessica: Hey Matt!
Matt: Jess! It’s been awhile. Do you need me to fix that squeaky door for you?
Jessica: Nah! But thanks for offering. The hubby likes projects! *winks* Come on over and have a seat! *waves him over to the couch*
Matt: Can I give you a hug before I take that seat?
Jessica: Of course! *smiles big*
He gives me a big squeeze and I enjoy the feel of his strong arms and his woodsy scent…for crying out loud, he’s dreamy! Pulling back, his mouth quirks up on one side as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking. He takes a seat on my new shale colored sectional couch.
Matt: Wow! This couch is comfy.
He bounces around on it like a kid and I can’t help but laugh.
Jessica: Thanks! Just bought it a few weeks ago. We love it. Needed something comfortable but sturdy with the kids.
Matt: I’m going to have to talk to Gracey. We’re in need of a new couch and I really like this. It’s firm where it needs to be but soft and comfortable all the same. Kind of like a good woman. *he winks*
Jessica : *blushing a little at his statement* Speaking of Gracey, how is she?
Matt: She’s fantastic, as usual.
His golden eyes get that glassy look of someone thinking of about the person they are head over heels in love with.
Jessica: *clears throat*
Matt: Sorry. Got lost when you asked about Gracey. We had a great morning.
He gives a naughty smile and I sigh. Lucky girl!
Matt: Anyway, she’s busy at work at the court house and Josh and Jenna are both in spring soccer, so we’re both hopping after school and on Saturday mornings with practice and games. Plus, Brian kicked some serious ass in football last fall and has already started the spring training for next season.
Jessica: So lots of family activities?
Jessica: I know your son, Brian, took things a little hard initially. Has he adjusted to things?
Matt: He held out hope for several years that his mom and I would get back together. I think a lot of kids of divorce do that, especially if they’re young when it happens. But he’s known Gracelyn his entire life and he already loved her. He’s come around.
Jessica: Good to hear. Kids are so resilient. And Josh and Jenna? How are they doing with you as a father figure instead of just Uncle Matt?
Matt: It was a little easier adjustment for them because I’ve been around regularly since Chad’s passing.
His voice cracks and he dips his head. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he inhales deeply and looks at me.
Matt: I’m sorry. I still sometimes get choked up when I talk about Chad. I’ve come a long way since that day, but it still hurts. I miss my brother every day. I’m trying to help Gracey raise his kids in the best possible way, so they know how much their father loved them. Some day, I hope it all makes sense to them.
Jessica: *a little misty-eyed* You never have to apologize to me.
Matt: Thanks *smiles softly*
Jessica: So are you and Gracey still in the “honeymoon” phase?
Matt: I’d like to hope that we’ll always be in the “honeymoon” phase.
Jessica: That’d be nice, wouldn’t it?
Matt: Definitely. But yes, we’re still in the “can’t keep our hands off each other” stage. And I love it. I love being around her, being with her.
Jessica: You know this conversation is about what makes you a great book boyfriend, so we’re going to have to get into some of the nitty-gritty of what makes you tick.
Matt: *laughs* Like what? My favorite position during sex?
Jessica: That sounds like a great place to start. So, what is it?
Matt: *laughs* In all honesty, I do love all positions. I love sex! What can I say? But my favorite position is one where I can look into Gracelyn’s eyes when we’re making love. I love watching her come apart all around. That gets me off more than the act itself sometimes. Doesn’t necessarily have to be missionary though there’s nothing wrong with that. I’ll admit, there are times when doggie-style is what you need. Oh, she’s going to kill me when she sees this. *laughs*
Jessica: What do you find most physically attractive about a woman?
Matt: Eyes and smile, first. You can tell a lot about a person by the expressiveness in their eyes and the depth of their smile. Women particularly. I’ve loved Gracey’s blue eyes from the moment I met her, back when she was dating Chad. I told him the first time he introduced her to me that he’d better hang on to her and it had a lot to do with the warmth in her eyes and her genuine smile.
Jessica: Awwww! You’re such a sweetheart!
He smiles at me.
Jessica: And once you get past the face?
Matt: I’m an ass man. *grins* Don’t get me wrong, I don’t shy away from a woman’s breasts, but I love watching Gracelyn walk around in a tight pair of jeans that hug her backside. God! Or sometimes at night, she’ll wear these little panties and one of my t-shirts. I love curves on a woman. Women aren’t supposed to be skin and bones. Gracey’s got this muscular, curvy body that I just can’t keep my hands off. I can run my hand over the curve of her low back to the rise of her ass and be hard in an instance. Shit! Can we change the subject? I’m getting myself worked up over here.
Jessica: *chuckles* Okay! But all the ladies out there like the idea of working you up.
Matt: Only one lady I’m worried about, Jess, besides you, of course! *winks*
Jessica: Since you’re sweet talking me, I’ll move on. *smiles* Your job as a firefighter is physically challenging. How do you stay in shape for it?
Matt: I run about ten to fifteen miles per week and I hit the gym at the station house pretty hard. Plus, we have regular training.
Jessica: Will you show us a little bit of your washboard abs?
Matt: Are you trying to get me in trouble?
Jessica: I’ve already spoken to Gracey and she’s okayed every question thus far, including this one. She knows you’re hers, so she doesn’t mind showing you off.
He stands up on my plush honey colored rug, his dark brown work boots contrast nicely. His cheeks flush a little as if he’s embarrassed.
Jessica: Are you embarrassed, Matt?
Matt: Maybe a little.
Jessica: Let’s go in the backyard and make this like a nature shot. A shirtless shot of you in my living room isn’t as sexy as a rugged outdoor shot.
We both start laughing.
Jessica: Yes! I mean you did pose for the 2014 Northeast Ohio Firemen’s Calendar. This should be a walk in the park. You do want to win best book boyfriend, right?
Matt: Of course, I do! *winks*
We walk out my back door and into my backyard, which is shrouded by a woody preserve. He lifts his shirt. Good God! He is ripped and sexy as fuck! Gracelyn is a lucky lady! I snap a picture with my phone.
After I snap the picture, he puts his shirt back down and walks over to hug me.
Matt: *looking at his photo on my phone* Do you think that picture will win it for me?
Jessica: It should definitely put you in the running, Matty. Thanks so much!
We walk back into my house. I pour us each a glass of iced tea and we chill out for a bit talking about life and such. Matt Riley, he really is one fucking cool guy!
What’s up for grabs?
- One lucky hopper will win a $100 Amazon Gift Certificate sponsored by Evernight Publishing.
- Plus, each author is giving away their own unique prize! So visit each blog hop stop for a host of fabulous prizes to win
- I’m giving away a free ecopy of In Flames and a ten dollar ($10) gift card to Evernight Publishing (combined for one winner)
- How to enter? Answer this question in the comments below…
Aside from good looks (which we all can agree is important for a book boyfriend), what is the one quality that your book boyfriend must have?
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Today I have the lovely and talented Jorja Lovett visiting the Spicy Butterfly Garden with her Totally Bound Sexy Snax release entitled Titantic’s Ondine. Similar to Jorja, I’ve always had a fascination with the Titantic, so this story intrigues me greatly. By the way, this cover is gorgeous! Welcome, Jorja! 🙂
I’ve always had a fascination with the Titanic. It probably has a lot to do with living so close to Belfast, where she was built. One of the great things about being a writer is you can pick any time, any place in which to set a story, so it was always on the hot list of topics I wanted to cover. As ever, my version of that fateful voyage had to have a paranormal twist, and some superhot sexy times!
Can a water nymph save her true love from the Titanic or are they both doomed forever?
Water nymph Madeleine has spent a lifetime searching for the human she can marry to become mortal. Finally, she finds true love with Joe Marlowe, but the romance is put on hold when he signs up as crew for the Titanic.
Joe never expects to see Maddy on board the ship but she’s a welcome sight during the voyage. He knows she’s keeping a secret from him but it doesn’t diminish his love for her. They have the rest of their lives to discover each other. After an unforgettable night together in the Titanic’s indoor pool he knows he’s found the woman he wants to marry.
As the liner sails towards its fate, can Madeleine save Joe, and find her happy ever after?
“I find the setting perfect for a romantic affair. Glamorous liners bound for faraway places, carrying young men with fire in their bellies. Why it’s enough to get any young lady’s pulse racing.” She ran a fingertip down his white shirt to distract him from his questioning. That slight contact with the man she loved was enough to start a fiery lust consuming her from the inside out.
“Madeleine—” The ragged manner in which Joe addressed her didn’t sound like a scolding, or an attempt to stop her.
“Shh!” A finger on his lips and a coy smile was all it took for him to discard his gentlemanly manners and let his passion take hold.
He was deceptively masterful in the seduction stakes. His firm lips staked their claim with a series of breath-taking kisses that almost made her mourn the time they had wasted thus far in their chaste courtship.
Crushed against the rough fabric of his jacket—Madeleine’s nipples hardened beneath the thin silk of her green dress—sensitized and begging to be noticed. Joe didn’t disappoint. He traced his thumb over one prominent peak. The simple over-the-clothing contact sent her body into raptures and generated an ache in her loins that she wanted him to remedy.
Her head told her to go carefully. He thought of her as a lady—pure and innocent—and not one to give herself away before her wedding night. But that other, sinful part of her wanted him regardless of the consequences. And that craving won out. She pressed herself closer to him until she was left with no doubt he felt the same. The ridged evidence in his trousers nestled into the skirts of her dress and she couldn’t stop herself from running her hand along the impressive length of him.
She half expected him to back away in shock or disgust. So when he took it one step further by cupping her breast firmly in his hand, her legs all but buckled beneath her. He scooped her breast from her dress, exposing it to the cool April air. Her pussy swelled with need. With each massage he gave her flesh, she came one step closer to nirvana, moaning as the moisture from her arousal soaked her skin and clothes.
Joe backed her away from the main walkway and pinned her against the wall of a ramshackle wooden building, creating a scenario Madeleine wouldn’t have believed possible. Of course, she imagined her reserved Joe to be a considerate lover, but she hadn’t expected their explosive chemistry to lead them to the point of making love outdoors.
Joe lifted her skirts, skimming his hand along the tops of her stockings, and then grabbed her ass to pull her onto his still imprisoned cock. Driven by mounting impatience, Madeleine reached to undo the buttons of his trousers and take the next step in their relationship.
It turned out to be a step too far. Moments later, the strong arms around her pushed where they once pulled her to him. Joe wrenched his mouth away.
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me,” he pleaded, voice unsteady.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” she told him.
Except, perhaps, being too chivalrous. One brief encounter with the saviour of her long-lost virtue wasn’t nearly enough, but she dared not raise his suspicions with further unladylike behaviour.
“You deserve more than a rushed fumble by the docks, Maddy. When the time comes, I want it to be something special, a memory to be cherished forever. Though I don’t know how I’ll get through these next weeks without even kissing you again.”
Joe rested his forehead against hers. His was beaded with sweat from the effort of his restraint.
Not on my account, she wanted to scream, but the moment had passed. She adjusted her clothes.
He behaved as though the last ten minutes had not happened and picked up the conversation regarding his departure. But all she wanted to do was move farther into his embrace, make this night last forever.
“Will you wave me off when I leave?”
As much as he deserved a teary farewell, she shook her head. “It’s not my place.”
She wouldn’t encroach on the intimate family moment which accompanied his every journey. That was their time. This was hers.
“Let’s say our goodbyes now.” Madeleine stood on tiptoe to offer up her lips.
This time, Joe’s kiss was a slow exploration mapping out the contours of her lips, as though he were memorizing her taste. That sensuous perusal finally eroded the jaded view she harboured for the male species. Joe didn’t demand, simply took what she willingly gave, and he returned it with love. He respected her, cherished her, and, for the first time in decades, Madeleine let herself trust.
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As most of you now know, every week the very talented Sandra Bunino hosts the Mid-Week Tease where several amazing authors share a snippet of a new release, a backlisted titled or a WIP. Aside from having the opportunity to share a little part of my own work, I get to hop from site to site reading other authors’ works. It’s a lot of fun and I’m proud to be a part of it when I can.
As an author, there are times when characters come to you in such a strong manner that you just can’t seem to concentrate on anything besides telling their story. Conversations and scenes play out in your head constantly and if you’re like me, you are scribbling on anything you can get your hands on so you don’t lose the scene or words or emotions. Matt and Gracelyn’s story was one of those times for me.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the billionaire story where the hero falls in love with a damsel and sweeps her off her feet. Or the bad boy that catches the girl’s eye and turns out to have a soft side. But these two wanted something different. These were two individuals plagued by the same tragedy… the loss of the same person. Matt and Gracelyn were in-laws. Gracelyn was married to Matt’s brother, who was killed on the job as a firefighter. Gracelyn and Matt leaned on each other in dealing with his death and a great love developed from there. But loving your brother’s wife, even if he is gone, is not easy.
This April 25th will be one year that Matt and Gracelyn’s story was published by Evernight Publishing and I pleased to share a snippet of their tale with you today. This is the end of a hot love scene where Gracelyn comes to Matt’s house to yell at him for embarrassing her at the pub in front of her co-workers. You can check out that scene here as it was a Mid-Week Tease back in August 2013. These two have struggled with their feelings with each other and this scene is a breaking point for Matt. Matt takes her against the side of his truck in his garage.
“Look at me, Gracelyn. I want to watch you as you come all over my cock.” Her eyes opened at his words. She looked at him through her lashes with a desire that almost made him come apart. Without losing eye contact, he thrust into her hard again and again. “You feel fucking amazing. God! Amazing! Come with me, baby!”
He grasped her hips and thrust into her hard. Her pussy gripped him tight, milking him and she cried out. Her eyes never left his. Another thrust and he glided over that cliff with her. A growl escaped his chest as he emptied himself inside her and his head collapsed on her chest pressing delicate kisses along her skin.
They stood like that for several minutes. Her legs slipped from around his hips and he eased out of her. He placed her feet to the ground and adjusted his shorts. Her head fell back against the truck as she straightened her dress. Her chest heaved from her breathing.
“I’m not apologizing,” Gracelyn said softly. Matt lifted his head and pressed his forehead to hers. He looked into her blue eyes.
“I’m not looking for an apology,” Matt whispered. He kissed her softly on the lips. “What am I going to do with you, Gracey?” His hand grazed the side of her face. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“And you… me,” she whispered. A slight smile spread across her lips. “I thought if I came over here and fucked you that I could get you out of my system. That I could stop my body from craving you… stop my mind from thinking about you.”
“Did it work?” he asked. His thumb glided over her bottom lip.
“No!” she said with a laugh. He loved the sound of her laugh. “That was so incredible! All it did was make me want you more.” Her tongue flicked out at his thumb. He slid his thumb between her lips and into her mouth. Her lips closed around it and sucked it. He moaned softly.
“Do you want to try again to get me out of your system?” he asked. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth and pressed his lips hard against hers. His tongue pushed through her lips and swept into her mouth. She moaned into him. Her body pressed once again against his. He was already hard. “We can try all night if we have to.” He smiled. He wanted this woman. She turned him inside out. She made him feel things he never felt before. He knew by taking her into his bed that he had made the decision to find a way to make this work no matter what. He could not make love to her again and then walk away. His heart could not take it. He could not take it.
That is ending to one of my favorite scenes in the story. I hope you enjoyed it! You can find In Flames at the following distribution sites if you’re interested in reading the whole story of Matt and Gracelyn.
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It’s that time of the week again! Yes! It’s Tuesday, so I must tantalize you with a man that has made me go weak in the knees for years. I’ve watched Law & Order SVU since its beginning and even though I’ve seen every episode made, I periodically watch the reruns on TNT or some other channel that plays the series in syndication. What has kept me going all these years? Well, I do think it’s a good show. Aren’t we all fascinated with crime and the law? But I will also admit… Christopher Meloni has always been a big reason I stuck by SVU. I loved him as Detective Stabler! Well, I just love him!
Those of you that know me, know I typically go for guys younger than me (I’m in my late 30s… shhhh!), so for me to get all giddy over a man that is more than a decade older than me means he must be pretty special. And he is! He’s ruggedly sexy in that way that only some men can pull off. Whether in a suit, jeans and a t-shirt or no shirt at all, he’s fantastic!
He’s charismatic with his piercing blue eyes and tough guy stance.
Here’s to another Totally Tantalizing Tuesday! Don’t forget to check out Christopher Meloni’s new show, Surviving Jack, on Fox on Thursdays at 9:30 EST. And if you missed DC Stone’s Man Candy Monday, swing by and have a look-see: http://www.authordcstone.com.
Oh yeah! Today I have the great honor of hosting one of my favorite authors, Doris O’Connor, at the Spicy Butterfly Garden. I love Doris for many reasons. Her books are always filled with hot, sexy tales that make you fan yourself while you read them. Plus, she finds the most incredible pictures of the most incredible men for Wednesday’s Hump Days! 🙂 And she is the mother to three times my brood and yet still is full of energy and spunk! Today she’s here talking about her latest Evernight Publishing release,The Mating Project. It is part of her Projects series. I have read The Orgasm Project and loved it, so I imagine this book will be just as rewarding to read. Welcome back, Doris!
Thanks so much for hosting me today. I’m incredibly excited to be sharing Maria’s story with you. I knew I had to write her story from the minute we meet her in book one of the Projects Series, The Orgasm Project. In that book she sets up her best friend with her brothers. In book two of the series, The Bear Project, she is there for her human work colleague Emmi, when she comes back from holiday mated to a bear shifter, and we get the first glimpse at Maria’s complicated love life.
“Oh, no,” Emmi said. “You’re not getting out of this so easily. Spill, Maria, what in hell is going on? You made it sound like some sort of dire emergency on the phone, so I drag myself here on my day off, and then you turn up half an hour late, and looking as though you’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards.” Emmi stopped and properly looked at her friend. “And you were wearing those clothes yesterday. I knew it, you’re seeing someone! Who is he?”
She had to be. Maria was always perfectly turned out, and she’d never wear the same clothes twice in a row, and she had sounded desperate on the phone.
Emmi crossed her arms and glared at Maria, and she squirmed.
“Them, actually, but you can’t tell anyone, promise me, please.”
“Two?” Emmi laughed. She couldn’t help it. Here she was on the verge of combusting with sexual frustration, and Maria had snared herself two guys. “What is it with your family and threesomes?”
Maria paled, and something in her intense blue gaze told Emmi that all was not well here.
“Promise me, Emmi, you mustn’t tell a soul. Not Anastasia or my brothers and certainly not Cole. Promise!”
Yes, it’s complicated, and dangerous, and Maria and her men break all the rules.
I recall my editor telling me in no uncertain terms that I’d better be writing Maria’s story next, when she read that bit in The Bear Project.
So, this is it. Maria gets her men…or does she?
You’ll have to read the book to find out. 🙂
Being together could mean death to them all, but walking away is not an option…
Bloodlines need to be protected at all costs and as a true-blood cougar Maria is expected to mate with a council-approved shifter. Too bad the one chosen makes her skin crawl for all the wrong reasons.
But running away already landed her in hot water once before. Wolf shifter Malachi Luca saved her life ten years ago, and then promptly disappeared with her heart. So much for true love.
Now time is running out and Maria is feeling the strain. Seducing Professor Silas Deacon should be a welcome distraction except the human turns out to be her mate, too.
And that damn wolf—yeah he’s back and determined to claim both his cat and his human. What’s a girl to do? Fight for love and enjoy the awesome sex, of course.
Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), m/m sex, bondage, spanking, anal sex
Maria couldn’t get enough air into her lungs, and she yanked on her restraints, the longer the two of them just stood there watching her through hooded lids.
Relax, little cat. Let us take care of you, and we’ll deal with the rest of the world tomorrow, or next week.
Silas winked at her, and Maria’s agitated cat calmed down. In fact the animal bowed her head in submission and hissed her approval when Malachi pulled his tee over his head. Her throat went dry taking in the hair roughened expanse of his chest and the force of his erection straining his jeans. Silas, too, shrugged out of his shirt and kicked off his trousers and boxer briefs in one impatient move. His magnificent cock bounced up to his navel, and Maria whimpered when he took himself in hand and stroked along his impressive girth. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the slow movement of that hand. Not even when Malachi tore her dress off her with one abrupt flick of his clawed hands.
Cool air fluttered across her exposed skin, and her breasts grew heavy as her nipples tried their best to punch through the lace of her bra. The bed dipped again when Malachi knelt next to her and with a few well-placed flicks of his claws cut away their lacy covering. He continued a downward path of pleasuring pain toward her mound, using just enough force to leave a red trail behind. The slow slide and drag of those razor-sharp nails of his caused her whole body to tense, as sensations bombarded her. More of her juices gushed out of her as her pussy clenched in desperate need to be filled, and her hips pushed up when he circled her clit with his claw, lazy, incredibly slow circles that had her panting and undulating her hips in an effort to increase the pressure to that little swollen nubbin.
“Lie still, princess, or so help me I’ll leave you hanging.” Malachi’s hot hand landed on her belly and pushed her hips back down on the bed at the same time as Silas stepped close enough for Malachi to grasp hold of his cock. The action meant he abandoned Maria’s needy clit, and she whimpered when he licked away the bead of pre-cum that had appeared on Silas’s dick.
“Fuck, yes.” Silas hissed the words as Malachi took all of his lover’s dick in his mouth and fondled his balls with one hand. The other still held her hips down, and Maria bit her lip as arousal fizzed through her veins. She wanted to come so badly, and she was so damn close that the slight wafts of air, created by Malachi bobbing his head up and down on Silas’s cock made her clit contract with need.
Silas fisted his hands in Malachi’s hair and fucked his mouth with an urgency and brutal need that he’d never displayed with her. She tore her gaze away from the sight of Malachi’s lips stretched across Silas’s dick to find Silas’s gaze riveted between her thighs.
Maria whimpered at the heat of that gaze, until Silas pulled away from Malachi and knelt next to her head instead.
Grasping his dick, slick with Malachi’s saliva, he ran it across her bottom lip, and Maria opened her mouth eagerly to take in as much as he could. Silas kept his hand on the base of his shaft to stop her from choking on his length, and she shot him a grateful look, as he started to fuck her mouth. The taste of him mixed in with Malachi’s earthy scent, and she swallowed the first spurts of his cum down.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.”
Malachi’s words sounded strained and slightly distorted as though he was more wolf than man right now, and Silas fucked her faster. One hand wrapped in her hair as he held her head at just the right angle to serve his needs, and the knowledge that he used her to his ends, had her grow even wetter. The rip of fabric as her underwear tore made her shudder, and there was the swipe of Malachi’s rough tongue, and her body tensed. His claws dug into her ass as he lifted her up to give himself better access to her drenched core, and she screamed as her first orgasm ripped through her body.
Malachi chuckled into her pussy and then stepped up his efforts as Silas pulled out of her mouth and his hot cum splashed over her breasts.
Maria was too far gone to care, because Malachi now pushed two fingers into her channel, and finding her sweet spot in record time sent her over the edge twice more.
By the time she could draw air into her lungs, Silas was removing her leg shackles and Malachi had rid himself of his trousers. His cock was just as thick, if not thicker than Silas’s. It wasn’t quite as long, and the head of his dick looked swollen and purple, the balls drawn up tight to his body as though he was barely holding in his cum.
Malachi’s stubble glistened with the evidence of her arousal, and when he bent to devour her mouth his with his, she tasted herself in with him. It pitched her need for him sky high again, despite her earlier orgasms, and she pleaded with him in between kisses.
He pulled away and with a wicked grin bent down to lick the sticky evidence of Silas’s cum of her breasts. Silas joined him on the other side, and the dual sensations sent her clit and pussy into overdrive. There was something so dirty and yet terribly arousing in the act, and when both men bit down on one erect nipple each, another orgasm ripped through her.
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Oooooo! You have to check out this cover! I freaking love it! LOVE IT! Let’s all give a great big welcome to Jewel Quinlan. She visiting the Spicy Butterfly Garden with her latest Evernight Publishing release, Extreme Heat. I’m dying to read to read it. Just bumped it up on my TBR list! Thanks for coming by and sharing, Jewel.
When photographer Chloe Gaige gets assigned to cover the Pro Kiteboarding finals in Morocco she never expects to run into her childhood crush. Back then, their age difference is what caused her to pull away. Would he resent her for how she treated him back then?
Fully grown, pro kiteboarder Kai Shephard is a tough competitor used to going after what he wants…and getting it. When he catches sight of Chloe in the crowd with her camera, nothing can stop him from trying to be with her again. Except Chloe, that is. Would she see him for the man he is now?
“I’m glad you’re here, Chloe.”
He turned his head toward her and looked into her eyes, his hands pressed into her back, drawing her closer. “Because I’ve thought of that night hundreds of times.” His words were loaded with meaning.
Chloe skimmed her eyes over his handsome face. He was positively smoldering with emotion. She swallowed hard. This was the moment, the one she would never forget. Her eyes locked on his and her mind churned over the different signals and sensations her body was picking up.
“Have you?” he whispered.
They were so close. His lips were right there, and he could kiss her any second. His deep, dark eyes were drawing her in.
He lay still, waiting, but she said nothing more. “You have to give me more than that,” he said. “I still don’t know what happened. I thought you liked it when I kissed you.”
Anxiety filled her. It was time to come clean. What would he think of her reasons? How would he see her after she admitted what a weak person she was? “I did,” she said blurted. “It was just….”
His clasp on her back remained firm and he turned his body to face hers so their fronts were pressed together. “Just what?”
Chloe could feel her face filling with the heat of embarrassment. Did he really want to talk about it? “It was just…school and my friends and….” She stopped and buried her face in his chest, not wanting to say anything more. He smelled so good. The warm scent of athletic male and ocean breeze.
He grasped her chin with his hand and lifted her face. “What else?”
Looked like she wasn’t going to be able to get out of explaining. He had that earnest look in his eyes again, the one she remembered from long ago.
“I need to know,” he said.
She couldn’t deny him. “Our age difference,” she said with a wince.
“Seriously?” His breath whooshed out with his surprise. “I mean, I know you’ve made comments about it before, but that was the reason you wouldn’t talk to me anymore?”
“Yes. No. Sort of,” she said in a rush. “Couldn’t you see how strange it would have been?”
She sighed. “Of course not. You are such a male. If you were a teenage girl you would understand.”
“What is there to understand?”
She pulled away from him and lay on her back once again. “All the pressure,” she said. “To fit in, to be cool, to be part of the group.”
“And you and me would have been a problem?” he asked, sounding hurt.
The tone in his voice caused her long-held guilt to well up. “Not a problem, exactly. Just…not usual. I don’t think the guys in the senior class we always hung out with would have accepted you even if some of my friends had,” she explained. “Come on, Kai. I’m sure you remember what it was like being a teenager.”
He ran a hand through his hair and stared up at the stars. “I do but what I don’t remember is ever having problems fitting in.” After a moment he gave a great exhale. “Okay, sure. I guess I can understand. Not that I’ve ever lived my life caring about that stuff, but…I get it. I don’t like it, but I get it.” Using the arm still cushioning her head and shoulders, he turned her to face him again. “But you did like me then?” he asked.
He smiled. “And what about now?”
She felt shy and squirmy under his gaze but admitted with hesitation, “Yes.”
He beamed at her response. “And does our age difference still bother you? I’m twenty-one and you’re twenty-three. We’re always going to be a couple of years apart.”
She looked away from him feeling very shy and hating it. He still liked her? Was it possible after she’d rejected him? A small thrill shot through her stomach. “No. Why should it bother me?” she said, with a small shrug. Chloe was sure she looked braver than she felt.
“Because I want to be with you, Chloe. I want what was lost to us before.” He searched her face with his eyes and then added in a low voice, “And because I’m going to kiss you.”
From a young age, Jewel Quinlan had an abundant imagination and strong desire to write novels. She particularly enjoys writing paranormal and fantasy romance. An avid traveler, she has visited fifteen countries so far (which she enjoys using as settings in her novels) and has plans to see more of the world. She has a particular fondness for Bavaria and studies the German language as one of her hobbies. During the day, she works as a pharmaceutical sales representative and, at night, she writes romance. She currently lives in Orange County, California with her two dogs; Shimmer and Penny.
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Look! It’s a bird! No, it’s a plane! Nope… it’s Superman! Or at least Henry Cavill as Superman!
As far as superheroes go, I’m usually a Batman kind of girl. But I will admit, Henry Cavill is gorgeous and it is definitely worth watching just to see him in that costume! 😉 Most people that know me, know that I am a big fan of Sylvia Day’s Crossfire Series. From day one, I envisioned Gideon Cross to look exactly like Henry Cavill. In fact, if that series ever becomes a movie or tv series (that’d be interesting tv), I’d be disappointed if anyone but Henry played the part! To demonstrate that Mr. Cavill is more than just super, I’ve collected quite an array of photos of him! He’s the quintessential dark haired, blue eyed handsome man! Mmmmm! Enjoy!
I hope you enjoyed being tantalized by Henry. I know I thoroughly enjoyed “researching” for this post! 😉 And if you missed DC Stone’s Man Candy Monday yesterday, have no fear! You can journey over there and check it out! http://www.authordcstone.com.
To go along with LeTeisha Newton’s Wednesday visit to the Spicy Butterfly Garden, her co-author to the series The Conquering, Lillian Mackenzie Rhine is here today to continue giving us insight into their new Evernight Publishing series. Their first book, Conquering Theana is already out. Lillian gives us some insight into the series all the while talking about one of our most favorite topics… sex. Welcome, Lillian! Let’s talk about sex! 😉
Sex is a vital part of life and the living. Intercourse and procreation populates the world, so it is a subject that we all can relate to. In nearly every piece I have written so far, sex and intimate experiences are a
vital part of the plot. That does not mean that I am an erotica writer however I do like to show how sexual situations can sometimes cause a shift in the storyline. In my new, co-written wolf shifter series, The Conquering Series, my fellow co-author, LeTeisha Newton, and I cover a lot of different styles of sex
from ménage to even the tough subjects of sexual abuse. In this post, I will cover the three different styles of sex present in the first three books of the series.
- Conquering Theana (Book 1) – Menage: According to Merriam-Webster, a ménage is a domestic arrangement or household. Nothing sexual there. When a lot of people hear the term “ménage” they think of “ménage a trois” which also is not a sexual term surprisingly enough. Its actual meaning is household of three but when it comes to sexuality, it means three sexual partners having sex together as one unit. M/M/M, F/F/F, M/M/F, M/FM, F/F/M. An actual ménage can go from 3 members to more than 3
which takes us into the orgy arena but for our purposes in Book 1, it is a trio and the category is M/F/M.
Writing ménages can be challenging at times especially if there is more than one ménage scene. As a writer, you want to make sure that every member of the party has a spotlighted roll in the sex and with hands, cocks, pussys, and mouths everywhere, it can be a bit taxing. In the case of Book 1, it worked in our favor that she took one ménage scene (the initial scene) and I took the final ménage scene. Sharing is caring right?
- Conquering Camden (Book 2) – Dom/sub: With this particular sex genre I am going to speak from opinion only versus fact. Dom/sub is a very broad arena. It can include BDSM or not. To be a Dominant,
one must be able to overpower their submissive either physically, sexually, mentally, and/or emotionally. In the case of our Book 2, our hero dominates his sub for the simple fact of letting her release her control of every situation, hence allowing him to carry the brunt of her stresses. It is really a caring relationship and most will argue the biggest bond you can have with a lover because you must ultimately trust someone to allow them to dominate you.
Writing this particular type of sex was a challenge for me because it can get technical at times with
terminology and certain tools needed. Again, my co-author and I meshed well for the simple fact that she was able to bring the technical aspect and I could hit on the emotional aspect of the sex.
- Conquering Convel (Book 3) – Fetish/Voyeurism: I placed “fetish” in front of the term “voyeurism” instead of Dom/sub because, again in my opinion, Dom/sub is a lifestyle where voyeurism is for sexual
titillation in a lot of cases. To be a “watcher” is a very interesting fetish because in all actuality, we all have a bit of voyeurism in us all. In Book 3, our main character is constantly looking at the world from the
inside of his mind. He is very self-critical and it gets him into a lot of issues of insecurity but he is an alpha so he must play the role. When it comes to mating, he has a thing for admiring the female physique, some more than others. When in close, intimate quarters it can prove almost uncontrollable for his libido.
Writing about a voyeur means there is a lot of internal thought processes going on. A lot of fantasies and
obsessions. The fun part is writing the scene when his conquest realizes she’s being watched and likes it. Then we get into exhibitionism but that’s another tale.
In recap, sex makes the world go round literally. The days of vanilla and missionary sex are over as people seek to spice it up. But, hey, any form of intimacy between two or more bonded lovers can be amazing. Yes, even missionary.
Theana ran from Seurri City, home of the wolf shifters now public to humans, to escape a mating with her childhood friend. She wasn’t in the mood for a mate, or the trappings of politics. Then she meets Rafael, alpha of the strongest pack in Seurri, and his beta, Gregori. Suddenly she can’t catch her breath, or keep control of her emotions.
Rafael and Gregori refuse to let Theana get her own way, or deny the love they could share. Perhaps two men for their feisty mate are definitely better than one. Now to stall the would-be childhood suitor, and stop an all out war between the packs—but love is worth fighting for.
Conquering Camden is planned to release through Evernight in June 2014 and hopefully Conquering Convel will come out three months after that. Thank you for reading and leave a review for the book and a comment about this post.