Sassenach Bride by Ashe Barker

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Ashe Barkers’ latest book, Sassenach Bride!! 

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James McGregor would never have imagined himself taking an Englishwoman as a wife, let alone a disgraced lady-in-waiting, but when he is ordered by the king to marry twenty-two-year-old Eleanor Falconer he is left with little choice. His reluctance is quickly overcome by his bride’s beauty and grace, but he soon realizes that she will still require firm-handed correction.

Even with her cheeks blushing and her well-punished bottom burning, Eleanor cannot hide her body’s response to James’ stern dominance, and their wedding night leaves her sore, spent, and shamefully satisfied. But when the king seeks to use her as a pawn in his scheming against her new husband, can Eleanor trust James with the truth even with everything she loves in jeopardy?

Publisher’s Note: Sassenach Bride includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Jamie remained motionless. His large hands framed her face, his weight resting on his elbows and knees. He was not crushing her, not like that other time… She could breathe, could move should she so wish.

“Are ye all right, Eleanor?” he asked. “I shall stop if ye say so.”

Stop? Why would he stop? He need not…

“Eleanor, tell me if ye wish me tae stop.” His tone took on a degree of urgency. He sounded concerned. For her.

“I… I am fine, truly.” The words were out before she could properly consider, but she spoke the truth, even so.

His lip curled in a relieved smile. “Thank all that is holy for that. I would ha’ stopped, I swear. But I prefer not tae.”

He brushed his lips across hers again, a gesture both tender and erotic. Eleanor’s inner channel, already impossibly stretched around his cock, spasmed.

Jamie smiled down into her startled features, and he winked.

Eleanor managed a watery smile back and closed her eyes, her stiff body softening.

Slowly, gently, he eased his length halfway out of her, then rocked his hips to fill her again.

Eleanor’s eyes popped open. The sensation was… not unpleasant. Not in the least.

“Oh,” she declared. “Oh, sweet heaven.”

“Aye,” he growled, his face buried in the crook of her neck. “‘Tis heaven.”

He withdrew again, then drove his cock deep. Faster this time, harder. But it felt good, and Eleanor at last risked a small roll of her hips. Without thinking about what she was doing, she lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist and grasped his forearms with her fingers.

“Ah, ye’re so tight, sweetheart. So warm an’ slick, an’ wet for me, aye?”

“Aye,” she parroted back, adopting a version of the accent she was coming to love. “Aye, for you.”

His strokes lengthened, quickened. Eleanor found she wanted to move too, arching her body in response. She ventured to do so and squeezed her inner channel to increase the friction. The sensation that now assailed her was exquisite, quite beyond anything she might have imagined, even before… what had happened in that garden in Vauxhall.

She had heard whisperings, girlish giggles, furtive secrets shared between the ladies at court, but she had thought them quite wrong, utterly mistaken. She knew better and could testify that there was no pleasure to be found in this. Or there had not been. Until now.

Her cunny convulsed once more, and Eleanor let out a little gasp, tightening around the solid length of the cock buried within her. She hooked her ankles together and hung on tight as he lengthened his strokes and found a new, more demanding rhythm.

Passion curled, stretched, started to unfurl deep at her core. Her body tensed, expecting, waiting, reaching.

“Please, I need…”

“Aye, my Sassenach, I ken what ye need…”

He leaned to his left, shifting his weight and making a narrow space between them, enough that he could slide his hand down her stomach to reach that spot he had caressed before.

Eleanor let out a sharp cry. Her body jerked. Wetness pooled.

“Oh, sweet Jesu…”

Her moan of delight was lost when he covered her mouth with his own again and thrust his tongue between her teeth. In, out, in, out. He mimicked the action of his cock, spearing her with his tongue just as he claimed her cunny.

It was too much. Overwhelmed, Eleanor arched and cried out as waves of ecstasy rippled through her body, starting at her core and surging out to the very ends of her fingers and toes. She shook with the intensity of it, quivered as the sensation swelled and crested again. And again.

He continued to drive his cock deep, long, swift strokes, then short, sharp thrusts designed to draw out her pleasure and tease every last frisson of delight from her inexperienced body. Pleasure mixed with fascination as her climax peaked one last, wondrous time.

She was still floating, cocooned on her own incredible, bewildering web of surprise when Jamie let out a hoarse shout and his cock jerked violently within her. Moments later, her cunny was filled with the heat of his semen and Jamie slumped on top of her.

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About the Author

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.





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