Submitting to the Doctor by BJ Wane

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Submitting to the Doctor by BJ Wane!! 

 

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Following the death of her twin sister and the abuse of her sadistic ex-boyfriend, Lillian Gaines drove away from her home to flee her heart-wrenching grief. Exhausted, numb from sorrow, she drives into a snowstorm and ends up stranded on a Montana back road. 

The last thing Doctor Mitchell Hoffstetter wanted was to put up a stranded motorist at his cabin, but seeing the bruises marring Lillian’s face stifles his irritation. He couldn’t help offering comfort when her grief kept her awake, and for all her sass and independence, she succumbed to his commands and touch without pause. They went their separate ways the next day unable to forget that one hour. 

Mitchell soon discovers Lillian is living in the motel in town. He offers his garage apartment which leads to another opportunity to show she wasn’t as opposed to his dominance as she claimed. Lillian discovers a side of her she couldn’t control whenever Mitchell leveled one of those potent gazes her way and showed her ways of pleasure she never imagined she would embrace. 

It takes a threat to Lillian’s life for Mitchell to admit his sassy, independent tenant and lover had found a way through his grief to his heart, but had they both waited too long to express their feelings or would he and their friends ride to her rescue in time for them to start over together?

This is book seven in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed independently.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of mystery, suspense, danger, sensual scenes, adult themes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

“A little cautionary advice, pet,” he said, clasping her hand, “it’s not wise to challenge a Dom.” Spotting a vacant spanking bench in the corner, he tugged her over to it. “Wait here a minute while I get a few things.”

She tensed next to him, likely from the order, but he didn’t look at her as he strode to the cabinet on the wall a few feet away. He didn’t have anything in mind until he opened the doors and spotted the thigh straps with attached wrist cuffs. Perfect. Selecting those, he went to the toy cabinet, debating over dildos, vibrators and various spanking implements. A new item caught his eye and he reached for the glass anal beads, his cock twitching as he imagined inserting them, and her response. Picking up the dual slapper and feather tickler, he carried the objects back to Lillian, who eyed them with a mixture of interest and trepidation.

“Remember, saying red ends whatever I’m doing, without question. If you need to ask me about something, go ahead. Otherwise, try to focus on what your body is saying. Are you wearing panties?” 

“Yes, of course.”

“Of course,” he murmured, watching as she realized his inquiry was appropriate given the different stages of attire by everyone. He unzipped her skirt, keeping his eyes on hers. “You’ll still be covered, then, if I remove this. Step out,” he instructed as the black garment fell to her feet and left her standing in a pair of beige silk panties and white blouse. 

Stooping in front of her, he slid his hands up her smooth right leg. She clutched his shoulders as he reached the top of her thigh and wrapped the Velcro strap. “Drop your right arm.”

Her muscles tensed under his hands as she questioned him. “Why?”

Glancing up, he pinned her with a disapproving frown. “Because I said to.”

Lillian huffed, those violet eyes swirling with indecision before she gave in to his calm patience and lowered her hand. Mitchell nodded in approval then turned his attention to attaching the cuff to her wrist, binding her arm to her upper thigh, checking to make sure the snug fit wasn’t too restricting. He did the same procedure on her left, only he grabbed her hand off his shoulder himself to secure that arm to her leg before pushing to his feet and cupping her chin. “Are you clothed enough and is this dark and secluded enough to continue?”

“Yes.” She jerked against the restraints, a confident grin lighting up her face. “I’m not going to freak out on you, Doc.”

A part of him wished she would so they could end this and put it behind them. Seeing those long, bare legs again got his blood pumping with a need he couldn’t deny, the temptation to test her cocky self-assuredness riding him hard.

“Good to know.” Releasing that stubborn jaw, he turned her to face the spanking bench. “Kneel down, hips pressed against the edge, torso prone.” 

Mitchell had to give her credit for not balking or arguing as she settled into position. Her muscles were tense, her breathing hitched, but she lay face down on the U-shaped headrest without a word. Testing her, he slid a finger under her panties and grazed the damp seam of her pussy lips. Shifting to the side of the bench while keeping his finger nestled between her puffy labia, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.

“You’re wet and swollen, pet. Are you sure you’re not submissive?”

Lillian lifted and turned her head, their lips almost touching as she replied, “You’re touching me, so of course I’m aroused. We’ve already established that.”

“Then let’s see if I can confirm a few other things.” Straightening, he pressed his finger deeper, brushed against her clit and pulled back. Flicking the side mechanism on the bench, he pushed the head down several inches until her hips were elevated above her shoulders.

Gasping, she yanked on her arms and then groaned at her inability to move. Her voice wobbled, a telltale sign he relished, as she asked, “What are you doing?”

“Placing you in one of my favorite positions.” Adding a second finger to her pussy, he stroked her into accepting the decadent pose in favor of concentrating on her pleasure. The next plunge knocked against her womb before he withdrew to circle the small bundle of swollen nerves. Slick juices coated his digits, soft muscles contracted around them and her clit hardened. Time to pull back.

A frustrated growl rumbled from Lillian’s throat but, much to his surprise, she kept quiet. Until he coasted his cream-covered fingers up her crack, dampened her anus and then breached the tight puckered entrance with his middle finger up to the first knuckle.

Her whole body quivered as she wheezed, “Oh, God. Mitchell, I don’t know about that.”

“Then say red.”

“And stop everything now?” she snapped with frustrated incredulity and a shift of her hips.

This was easier than he had hoped. “I guess I can let you skip this experiment, if you can’t handle it.” 

For the first time in what seemed like forever, Mitchell let loose with a deep chuckle as she went rigid and the muffled bite of her reply reached him. “I can handle whatever you want. I’m not saying red, so go ahead.”

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Author Bio

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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One Commanding Demon.
One struggling mortal.
An obsession that will change them both forever.

She’s a hungry artist. I’m a powerful demon.
My fixation is as strong as I am.
If I take her, there’ll be consequences.
But she’d be mine.
Entirely.
For eternity.
She’ll paint for me while I master her enchanting beauty.
I’ll let her bewitch me and damn the aftermath.
But in this dangerous game, the real question is, who will possess who?

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Dare Me is a full-length paranormal romance novel with no cliffhanger ending. It contains elements of menage, power exchange and sexy demons.
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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Arresting Mason by Amber Daulton

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Arresting Mason by Amber Daulton!! 

 

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Once you’re in a prison gang, you’re in it for life. That’s what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother—his parole officer—catches them together and doesn’t approve. 

Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life. 

When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason’s return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

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After they crossed the threshold into her loft and she reset the alarm, he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the bathroom. Mia’s laughter died as he slammed the bathroom door closed and pushed her against it. He jerked off her blouse and dipped his face in the swell of her breasts.

Too long. Too fucking long.

He unbuttoned her slacks, his fingers a little stiff, but he managed to push them off her hips. The fabric pooled around her ankles.

“Mason, wait. Get in the shower.” She fisted her hands in his T-shirt. Her chest heaved as she breathed. “I want to bathe you.”

His cock sprang to life. He dropped his backpack and stripped off his clothes as she finished undressing. Steam wafted from the shower and fogged the glass doors as she stepped under the spray. Water darkened her hair, the lengthy locks clinging to her skin, and her nipples hardened as water sluiced over her curvy, tanned body.

Mason joined her in the tub, closed the door behind him, and hot water pelted his back in a rough caress. Tension eased from his shoulders, and he glanced at Mia as she gently rubbed a sudsy body puff over his pecs. Several bruises still marred his chest and stomach, and she looked ready to cry.

“The bruises look worse than they feel.” He clasped her cheek. “I’m a fast healer, and I’ve been through worse than what you witnessed on Saturday. When I say I’m fine, I mean it.”

She kissed the hollow of his throat and rubbed slightly harder. Tempted to jerk her against him and prove he could handle it rough, he gripped his hands in his hair to let her go at her own pace. Her soft, reverent touch eased his aches, burned through his hard shell, and pierced his dirty soul.

He’d done so many bad things in his life, and he didn’t know why she accepted him.

Because you haven’t told her everything, you asshole.

She already knew too much and asked too many questions. He’d expected her to grill him about Onyx and Sondokes as soon as he walked through her door, but she only asked about Udell and Harper. She didn’t seem angry with him anymore, and he didn’t know what to make of it.

Mia scrubbed the puff over the bulging biceps of his right arm, past the elbow and forearm. She swiped it over his fingers and moved to his left hand to scrub all the way to his shoulder. She darted her tongue out to lick a few scars on his chest. The muscles in his back flexed as she scrubbed the puff down his spine. Her wet breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples hard like diamonds, and she pulled back to lather a bar of soap in the puff. His erection jutted close to her face as she knelt. She cleaned his thighs, knees, and calves, and cupped his balls with the puff still in her hand.

He gasped and dropped his arms to grab her hair.

“Keep your arms up. I want you at my mercy.”

A shudder coursed through him. “Yes, ma’am.” He locked his hands behind his head again and closed his eyes as she bathed him. Her sensual touch brought tears to his eyes. He couldn’t remember a time in his life when he felt so clean and whole, and not because he showered. The water washed away the embarrassing tears, and he held himself rigid as she cleaned the hard length of his penis, the sensitive band of skin that connected his testicles to his ass, and then his anus. He involuntarily clenched his cheeks. Although shocked she touched him there, the pleasure she gave trumped his hesitation and he relaxed.

A soft little murmur left her mouth. Mia trailed her fingers over the wet hairs on his thighs and massaged his ball sac again.

He cleared his throat. “I have to ask you something. It’s nagged at me for days.” Mason forced his eyes open and met her gaze. Her hand never left his balls. “You called me ‘baby’ the other day in that alley. Why?”

“You heard that?” She bit her lip. Water beaded on her eyelashes and clumped the strands together, but she didn’t look away. “You always call me darlin’, and I love the way you drop the g. It’s much better than sugar, by the way. I thought you would like a pet name too. That’s fine if you don’t want one or don’t like it. I can call you—”

“I like it. A lot. I’m just surprised. I don’t think I’ve ever had a pet name.”

“Well, you have one now, baby.” The grin she beamed up at him weakened his knees. “I’m happy you like it. I thought it might be a little too feminine for you.”

“Nah, it makes me feel precious.”

Mia laughed as he winked at her. “You are precious, but right now you’re solid as a rock, and you’re all mine.” She licked his mushroomed head as though to claim him.

Yes, claim me.

Her mouth opened and she took him inside.

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Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats. Amber lives in North Carolina with her husband and four demanding cats.

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Jared is live in audio!

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I met Jared online.

Despite having a family, I wanted to feel alive.

I wanted the fantasy.

But I never counted on one thing: Daddy.

A daddy who takes control.

A daddy who always gets what he wants.

A daddy like Jared.

He’ll make me his property.

And I’ll let him consume me.

Daddy’s Little Captive is the first in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon best-selling author, Felicity Brandon.

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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Delilah admits she wants to be punished… #SatSpanks

This week on #SatSpanks, devour an excerpt from my last book in the Dark Necessities Series, Tested.

This book concludes Dalton’s Tale and the entire series! 

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“Where do you want me, sir?” She flashed him a salacious smile, and even though Dalton still didn’t seem to be able to get up and join her, he returned it.

In that one moment in time, in his mind—or wherever the hell they were—it didn’t matter.

All that mattered was this. His beautiful firecracker was standing there in all her glory and the most astounding gift of all—her submission.

“Sir?”

“On your knees.”

Dalton’s voice was gravelly, and her lips curled at the timbre, but she didn’t query it. She lowered to her knees with grace, raising her gaze to meet his eye once she was in position.

“And now?”

“And now, you wait.” Despite the fact he couldn’t reach for his cock, Dalton could feel his arousal burgeoning, and he was hard for her—harder than he’d been for a long time. “Wait for my command.”

“Yes, sir.”

She bit her lip, as though suppressing the urge to smile, her gaze falling to the polished floor between them.

“You look incredible.” He couldn’t help but compliment her. “You always look incredible.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“And I can’t wait to have you again, little girl. To have you, bind you, and bury myself in you until you’re desperate—until you can’t take anymore.”

Her lips twitched. “I want that, as well.”

“But first, there’s something we must do.”

She drew in a deep breath, her nipples beading into tight buds.

“What, sir?”

“You already know what.”

Delilah’s gaze flitted toward the corner of the room, and even though he hadn’t seen the structure for himself, he knew she was right. That’s where it was.

That’s where the cage was waiting.

“The cage, sir.”

His arousal amplified until its insistent throbbing was almost painful.

“Yes, the cage. You still want it, don’t you?”

Her face flamed with heat. “You know, I do.”

“So, get going.” His smile widened. “Let’s see you crawl over there and climb inside for me. I want to be able to screw your pretty little mouth at one end, and your gorgeous pussy at the other.”

The most sensational smile lit up her face, and though there was obvious trepidation, it was clear the overriding emotion for Delilah was excitement. Surrendering this way got her so hot and bothered, and ever since Dalton had suggested they try the cage, she had reveled in it, wanting to spend more and more time there, wanting to be confined for his pleasure—for their pleasure.

Slowly, her palms pressed forward, and she edged toward the open cage. It was clearer to him now, the metal visible, although he was sure he hadn’t moved. Another quirk of the dream, he decided as she confronted the entrance. Glancing back over her shoulder, Delilah was the picture of his every hedonistic wet dream. Her fit, nubile body, ready to do his bidding, her knees splayed as her back arched, presenting him with her glorious sex. All she needed was a tail in her delectable backside to complete the picture.

She was perfect.

“In you go.”

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Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Bound to the Commander by Libby Campbell

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Bound to the Commander by Libby Campbell!!

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When rumors of twenty-three-year-old orphan Pepper Thornback’s incredible healing abilities reach the ruling Tribunal, Commander Quinn Garrick sets out to bring her to the capital. Pepper is given no choice in the matter, and when she attempts an escape during the journey she is taken over his knee for a sound spanking and then stripped bare for a painful, embarrassing switching.

More humiliating still, upon reaching their destination Quinn informs Pepper that she will be his ward for the duration of her stay and he will not hesitate to deal firmly with any disobedience.

Despite her blushing indignation at being treated in such a shameful manner, Quinn’s stern dominance arouses Pepper deeply, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her properly she is left utterly spent and satisfied. But when Pepper makes a shocking discovery concerning the fate of her parents, will the revelation strengthen her bond with Quinn or tear them apart forever?

Publisher’s Note: Bound to the Commander is a stand-alone sequel to Bound to the Admiral. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Learn more about the planet Devmaer and its sizzling people with the prequel novella Bound to the Past. It’s available FREE at all major ebook sellers.

 

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

[Quinn said] “We will go for a walk before lunch.”

“I’m not really hungry,” [Pepper] said. Her tone was sad, not defiant.

“I didn’t ask if you were. We all travel on our stomachs. At times of great stress, the first inclination may be to stop eating. You will not give into this self-indulgence. I’m here to make sure of that. You will stay strong and healthy so you can help others with your gift.”

Her mouth tightened into a sour frown.

“There’s a face I don’t want to see from you again today,” Quinn said, accepting the challenge she was making by not shielding her displeasure. “If I do see it, I will reward it by turning your pale white bottom crimson red.”

Pepper swallowed audibly. “You have no right.” she said bitterly.

“I have every right. Have you forgotten who I am already? You will be punished if I decide you have earned it. No one questions my authority and if I tell someone you’ve had the switch, I guarantee you that the difficulty you will have sitting down will prove my words.”

Silence landed between them for a few minutes. She blushed not just at the certainty that he could and would use the switch, but also at the statement he might tell someone she’d had it.

When she didn’t reply, he continued. “While you’re in Rosewyld, you are my ward, even if you are of adult age and status in your town. You’re not in Rosemoor any longer, young lady. I’m responsible for you now and everything you do will reflect on me. Therefore, I will expect you to be on your best behavior.”

“Is this all because I worked on Minister Mazrant?” she asked, staring into her lap.

For a moment, Quinn thought of telling her of the arrest warrant that sat unsigned on the Lord Treasurer’s desk. Instead he smiled as warmly as he could manage. “Apparently your treatment of her was unprecedented. She has tried healers from Rosewyld to Littington to Berlis. You’re the only one who has given her relief.” He didn’t say that Daedra had whispered all that to her lover one night, unaware of the listening devices planted in her bedroom.

“I’m pleased to serve my country,” Pepper said. “But I would be most grateful, Commander, if you could tell me how long I will be expected to remain in the capital.” Her words were guarded and voice soft. When she was like that, docile and sweet, hiding her wildness and fast tongue, he wanted to cover her mouth with his, to touch and tease her until her true fiery, inquisitive nature burned just for him.

He almost didn’t have the heart to say again, “For as long as it takes.”

“As long as what takes, sir?” There was a note of defiance in her voice that made him suppress a smile. She really couldn’t hide it long.

“As long as it takes to stabilize the symptoms of the Tribunal,” he said.

“All forty-one members of the Tribunal?” Disbelief and clear indignation sharpened her tone.

“Those that have the illness. And their senior staff.”

“Don’t I have any say in this?” Her voice rose with unchecked fury.

“What does the Handbook tell us about our duty?”

“From each according to their ability to each according to their needs,” she muttered bitterly.

“Your tone of voice does not reflect the attitude of a good woman as defined by the Handbook, does it?”

“How many good women are kidnapped from their homes? There’s nothing in the fucking Handbook about that, is there?”

Her hand was on the door handle, preparing to bolt. He clicked on the safety lock.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, “until I detect a serious change in attitude.”

Quinn glanced at the screens. His bodyguards had parked a respectful distance away. As soon as Pepper had used the facilities, he would march her into the forest while the guards stopped anyone else from following.

Then he would cool some of Pepper’s heat.

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Author Bio

My romance novels feature strong, self-reliant women and the powerful men who love them. Romantic by nature, I write the stories I want to read: those that feature a spicy power exchange and deliver a sting in the tale.

Canadian by birth, I also lived in Australia for a couple of decades. While living there I overcame my aversion to saucer-sized spiders and, as a condition of marriage to my Aussie Prince Charming, I swore a lifelong allegiance to the Melbourne Football Club. 

Then family called and my husband and I packed up and moved. We now live on a rocky island on Canada’s West Coast, close to beaches that once were frequented by smugglers and rumrunners.

My passions are reading and writing. I adore all animals and love hiking, beachcombing, and an occasional night of dancing. 

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Tested is Live!

Hey fierce friends, I have exciting news!

Tested is LIVE!

This is the final instalment of Dalton’s tale

and the conclusion to the Dark Necessities Series.

I can’t wait to hear what you think about the ending.

Watching Delilah being taken was a nightmare.
Living without her is an even bigger hell. 
Delilah isn’t Hyland’s property.
She belongs to me, body and soul.
I was beaten half to death when she was snatched away.
I may be in a hospital bed, but this isn’t over yet.
The story hasn’t even begun.
Hyland will pay for his sins.
For destroying my world.
I’ll bring Delilah back to where she always belonged.
In my arms.
In my future.

Tested is the third book in Dalton’s Tale and the final book in The Dark Necessities series.It’s a dark romantic thriller with a HEA.

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Tested!

 

“I wouldn’t go anywhere if I were you.”

Delilah couldn’t see the face of the one holding the gun, but she froze with terror. She hated firearms with a vengeance. Over the years, Delilah had seen the damage they did, and it never got any better.

“Get your hands in the air.” The order was a snarl. “All of you.”

She panted into the plastic as all three men around her slowly complied.

“Whoever you’re working for, I hope they’re worth it.” The one at her left spat the words out in a pretty cocky tone for someone who had a gun pointed at him. “Because you’re a dead man.”

“Think again.”

The barrel of the weapon pressed into the back of his head, and for one, nausea-inducing moment, Delilah thought the unknown assailant was going to blow his brains out.

Time protracted as the scene unfolded in front of her, and all the while, she was bound and gagged, unable to get away, unable to even call out.

She was so consumed with the horror show playing out before her, she never heard the approach at the other window. It wasn’t until the glass smashed and the end of yet another gun was shoved inside, aiming at the other moron, she realized they were surrounded on both sides, and whatever the hell was going on, it was playing out in the middle of the central London rush hour.

Delilah screeched, scooting left to avoid the fragments of glass, though she was already sure a few were lodged into her flesh.

“Don’t even think about doing anything stupid like reaching for your weapons.” Another voice, this time from the right. “Do as you’re told, and this will all be over and done with.”

“Get out and down on your knees. Hands behind your head.” The command was called from the open doorway, and the gun was jabbed harder into the side of Hyland’s guy’s face. “Now.”

For a lingering second, she locked gazes with the guy who’d taken such pleasure in degrading her, then he was gone. Easing out of the car backward, she watched as he was kicked to his knees, the gun insistent at his temple.

“Do it.”

The growl of the unknown male voice resonated, and from somewhere at the back of her mind, Delilah thought she recognized it, but she couldn’t allow herself to believe this was some sort of twisted rescue attempt. She couldn’t hope. Men like Hyland had lots of enemies, and the gun-wielding men could still represent danger, maybe more danger than Hyland.

“We don’t have time for this shit. Just do it.”

Her heart seemed to stop beating with the instruction. She had no sympathy for the man who now knelt beyond the car door, but she also had no desire to see him executed. Acting on instinct, Delilah squeezed her eyes closed, braced for the sound of gunshots, but it was a dull thud which inspired them to flicker open once more. She just caught sight of the wrong end of the weapon colliding with his skull before the light went out in his eyes, and he collapsed to the concrete.

“Get around there and cover me. He won’t be out for long.”

The sound of heavy footsteps conveyed the fact someone had responded to the order, and stepping over the body of the guy who she’d been sandwiched between, someone new appeared.

Except it wasn’t someone new at all.

It was the face of someone Delilah assumed she might never see again.

Connor Reilly.

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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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It’s Cover Reveal Time!

Hey everyone.

I’m super excited to share the new cover for Tested!

This is the final chapter of Dalton’s story and I can’t wait for you to read his story.

Be sure to look for its release this coming week!

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Tested

—get ready to see how this series ends!

“Where do you want me, sir?” She flashed him a salacious smile, and even though Dalton still didn’t seem to be able to get up and join her, he returned it.

In that one moment in time, in his mind—or wherever the hell they were—it didn’t matter.

All that mattered was this. His beautiful firecracker was standing there in all her glory and the most astounding gift of all—her submission.

“Sir?”

“On your knees.”

Dalton’s voice was gravelly, and her lips curled at the timbre, but she didn’t query it. She lowered to her knees with grace, raising her gaze to meet his eye once she was in position.

“And now?”

“And now, you wait.” Despite the fact he couldn’t reach for his cock, Dalton could feel his arousal burgeoning, and he was hard for her—harder than he’d been for a long time. “Wait for my command.”

“Yes, sir.”

She bit her lip, as though suppressing the urge to smile, her gaze falling to the polished floor between them.

“You look incredible.” He couldn’t help but compliment her. “You always look incredible.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“And I can’t wait to have you again, little girl. To have you, bind you, and bury myself in you until you’re desperate—until you can’t take anymore.”

Her lips twitched. “I want that, as well.”

“But first, there’s something we must do.”

She drew in a deep breath, her nipples beading into tight buds.

“What, sir?”

“You already know what.”

Delilah’s gaze flitted toward the corner of the room, and even though he hadn’t seen the structure for himself, he knew she was right. That’s where it was.

That’s where the cage was waiting.

“The cage, sir.”

His arousal amplified until its insistent throbbing was almost painful.

“Yes, the cage. You still want it, don’t you?”

Her face flamed with heat. “You know, I do.”

“So, get going.” His smile widened. “Let’s see you crawl over there and climb inside for me. I want to be able to screw your pretty little mouth at one end, and your gorgeous pussy at the other.”

The most sensational smile lit up her face, and though there was obvious trepidation, it was clear the overriding emotion for Delilah was excitement. Surrendering this way got her so hot and bothered, and ever since Dalton had suggested they try the cage, she had reveled in it, wanting to spend more and more time there, wanting to be confined for his pleasure—for their pleasure.

Slowly, her palms pressed forward, and she edged toward the open cage. It was clearer to him now, the metal visible, although he was sure he hadn’t moved. Another quirk of the dream, he decided as she confronted the entrance. Glancing back over her shoulder, Delilah was the picture of his every hedonistic wet dream. Her fit, nubile body, ready to do his bidding, her knees splayed as her back arched, presenting him with her glorious sex. All she needed was a tail in her delectable backside to complete the picture.

She was perfect.

“In you go.”

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Connor simply shook his head at her.

“There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”

One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.

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Two Truths and A Lie by Daryl Devore

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Two truths and A Lie by Daryl Devore!!

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The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist. If you love hot, billionaire romances, then this is a must read.

From the author of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy, multi-published, hot romance author Daryl Devoré’s latest book revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.

As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over Byn’s need for independence and Mark’s struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-five-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.

All is lost until a children’s game is their only hope.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

A crack of thunder startled me. I twisted my neck around. Through the open curtains, I could see the windows were drenched with water. “It’s raining.”

“It’s England.” He pressed tiny kisses down my neck and nipped that point where shoulder meets throat.

Mark tightened his grip around my waist then shifted to carry me back to the bedroom. He stopped. “Bed’s too far away.” He turned and lowered my back to the dining room table. The wood was cold against my flesh. He slid his hands up my thighs and fondled my sex. “I’ve fought this, but all I want is you. I need you. I need us.” He slipped two fingers inside me.

I closed my eyes, grinding my hips against his hand as a moan rumbled in my throat. A hunger which demanded to be fed.

This was the Mark that I’d waited for. He’d released the control that gripped him; the rules of society, and etiquette. Now, he was giving himself to me. He wanted to be my lover.

I locked gazes with him. “I want you.”

He leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Using the tip of his tongue, he twirled around it then pulled back and let it pop out from between his lips. His hand continued to slide in and out of me. His thumb circling my clit. That first hint of release pulsed.

I clenched my muscles. “I want you in me. Hurry!”

He kissed a trail from one breast to the other. “Can’t. No protection.”

I grabbed both sides of his head. “Mark! Dammit! I need you. Fuck me.”

Slowing his strokes, he slipped his hand out, lifted me and positioned me over his full erection, carefully lowering my hips. His movement felt like fine silk across my smooth skin. I lapped my tongue up the side of his neck and nipped his earlobe, hissing as he shifted his hips upward then pulling back.

That sexual beast that lived inside me reared its head. I planted my mouth on his and drove my tongue between his teeth. He matched my movement with his cock. I slid out. He pulled back. I drove in. He thrust upward.

My moans mixed with the sounds of the wind and the rain on the window.

He moved around and pressed my back on the wall. Reaching up with his right hand, Mark flicked my left nipple. His twirling it between his thumb and forefinger made me grind my hips on him.

I released his mouth, arching my head back. “I’m close. Harder.”

“No.” He pulled back. His chest heaving.

“Yes.”

It sounded like a snarl, and I meant it.

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Author Bio

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. Daryl has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via D2D.

 

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.

 

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Taken as Theirs by Kryssie Fortune

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Taken as Theirs by  Kryssie Fortune!! 

 

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As a breeder–one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world–Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind… until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.

Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body’s response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn’t long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane’s pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?

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

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Eli smirked as he leaned against the nearest boulder. Beside him, Dane grinned like a schoolboy. Once he’d shoved his hair from his face, Eli turned to Cassie. “You owe us a forfeit. Lie on the blanket and make yourself come.”

They both growled when she shook her head and looked around for her clothes. “No way. Never. I can’t do that, not with you watching.”

Dane’s gaze smoldered with heat. “We won, and you owe us.”

Aware of Dane’s joy, Eli felt a weight lift from his shoulders. Around Cassie, his brother seemed freer and wilder, more the way he’d been before the incident scarred his face. If Cassie hadn’t already claimed his heart, he’d love her for making Dane smile. She was the perfect mate for them, and come the next full moon, they’d claim her as theirs. They just needed to bring their pack mates home. That and prepare her for public nudity and ropes.

“Do all humans welch on their bets?” he teased.

Cassie shook her head. “I’m embarrassed. Can’t I pay my forfeit another way?”

Face faux stern, eyes shining, Eli pulled himself erect. “Lie on the blanket. Let us see you finger your beautiful nipples until they bead. I want to see their red tips hard and pointy.”

Chewing at her lower lip, she sank onto the blanket. Eli’s eyes shone in excitement. Even Dane looked expectant and happy as he commanded, “Lie back and pluck at your nipples. Tease them until they turn hard.”

Slowly, hesitantly, she cupped her breasts. The delighted smile on his brother’s face made Eli want to turn cartwheels and cheer. Unaware of Eli’s scrutiny, Dane’s gaze never left her face.

“Pinch your nipples,” Dane ordered.

Closing her eyes, she stroked and pinched them as he’d demanded. Her nipples hardened instantly.

Eli sounded hoarse when he commanded, “I want you looking at us when you come. Open your eyes.”

Her cheeks turned scarlet, but she did as he’d said.

“Good girl,” Eli praised. “Is your sweet cunny wet yet? Spread your legs and let me see your cum smearing your thighs. It’s thick and creamy, a delicious treat that spills out of your pussy.”

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Author Bio

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession. 

Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. Part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt. 

Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England. 

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