Banished Hero by Anita Philmar

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This Tuesday, I am pleased to bring you Anita Philmar, and her hot new shape-shifters, in Banished Hero!

With no memory of her past, Faye Lynn Berton clings to a father who curses her ability to shape-shift, then uses her special skill to scam local villagers. The only freedom she knows comes as she soars through the sky in falcon form. A chance meeting with another changling turns her world upside down. Beyond satisfying the powerful sexual cravings that follow transformation, he reveals a surprising dimension of sex between their kind…one to unlock the secrets of her soul.

 Havyn Westmore has questions…Faye Lynn holds the answers. Determined to unravel her secrets, he must strives to gain her freedom and trust. Teaching her the finer techniques of transformation keeps her close while sex strengthens their bond. But on the trail of discovery, Havyn must confront his own past. Accused of a heinous crime, he was banned from his homeland. Now, he must choose between returning to face certain execution—or robbing Faye Lynn of her birthright and a life in Paradise.

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“So tell me, how did you get onto my property?” He leaned against the rock where she’d transformed.

His nostrils flared. He turned his head. His dark hair caught the light of the falling sun and sparked with the same red highlights from the night beast. The fabric across his chest expanded, displaying strong, well-defined muscles.

“What?”

He turned and nailed her with a piercing black stare. “You’re a shape-shifter, aren’t you?”

Uncertain if she should speak the truth, Faye Lynn shook her head. “Why would you say such a thing?”

“Because I can smell you.” He stepped forward. His rubber boots splashed in the shallow waters of the river. Each step drew him closer.

If she knew how to swim, she would’ve turned and swam away, but alas, she didn’t. “What? What smell?”

A lustful smile passed over his lips. His white sharp teeth looked ready to feed on her flesh. He licked his lips and stopped a few paces from her. “An alluring scent of a shape-shifter. After changing form, they burn with a hunger that can only be satisfied in one way.”

Her heart jumped into high speed at idea of this excellent example of a man knowing her desires. She studied him again, taking in his narrow hips and powerful legs.

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In the thick of it… #SatSpanks

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Welcome to Saturday. I’m happily celebrating my birthday (still) but fear not, I’m still leaving you my weekly delivery of delicious #SatSpanks! This time is from my current WIP (the one I’ve been working on all week,) and we join it mid-punishment…

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He doesn’t respond with words. Instead, his palm does the talking, reddening my backside with short, sharp swats, which send me a definite message. I am in charge, Madelaine. You will stay where I put you – where you are bound. You will endure…

And that’s what I do. I tolerate the onslaught, registering each strike as it lands, and trying to imagine where it has landed on my helpless bottom. I accept each delivery for what it is – his mastery of me – and I suffer for him, because it’s what we both need to happen.

I lose count of the strikes around thirty, each blending and blurring into one blistering punishment, and it’s around then that it happens. Something shifts in me. There’s a change, and it’s new and disquieting. The spanks still fall, and the pain still registers, but it’s different now. Now, I welcome it, relishing the sensation of it all. I push my ass back to meet his hand, my hips flexing of their own accord.

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The latest from my writing desk… #WIPitup

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It’s hump day, it’s a new month, and it’s nearly my birthday! To makes things even better, my characters are talking loud and fast – their words coming at me almost as quickly as I can get them on screen…

For this week’s #WipItUp, I want to feature something from my newest WIP. This one came to my in the middle of the night last week, and wouldn’t let up until I’d plotted the first half of the novel. I mean, I never plot. I never have, but this one is different. The characters are screaming at me for time and attention. So, here’s just a tiny snippet – let’s call it an appetiser.

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“Turn around, and bend over,” he orders me, and I find my body is scrambling to obey even before I register the command.

He moves wordlessly, securing each of my limbs to the bench with the leather straps I had noticed earlier. As all four of them are buckled into place, my breathing becomes faster and more erratic. This is really happening. I am actually here, strapped down face first over this strange contraption, and soon he’ll be doing goodness knows what to me. My chest heaves as I struggle to pull the necessary oxygen in from the air around us.

“Breathe, Madelaine,” he soothes, rising to stand as he steps away from my left wrist.

Breathe, I snort. Easy for you say, Mr Heilbronn, but my lips remain quiet, wordless, as I watch him wander to my behind.

He touches me, and I brace, expecting pain, yet his caress is gentle. One, maybe two fingers trace an invisible line over my body, beginning at my shoulder blades, and running down to my exposed bottom.

“You are quite exquisite, Madelaine,” he murmurs, his tone full of his own arousal. “Of all of my projects, you, Madelaine – you are the most beautiful.”

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The price of defiance – #Satspanks

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This Saturday I am sharing a sexy spanking snippet from my new Viking romance (the follow up to The Viking’s Conquest!) In this scene, Aurelie discovers what happens when she deliberately disobeys Anders (you’d think she would have figured this out by now, but anyway…)

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I see him smile, and his face descends to my nape. His hot lips press into my neck, caressing the sensitive flesh there, and an unconscious moan escapes my mouth at the heady sensation. And then he is gone, the heat and weight of his body disappearing as quickly as it arrived.

“It is time,” he says, his tone lower than before. “We begin with ten lashes, and we shall see how you fare.”

I nod, trying to muster my mettle from wherever it is hiding. “Yes, My Lofðungr,” I reply, my tone breathy.

The subtle noise the lash creates as it slices through the air is the only warning I receive, and seconds later the cruel impact of the thing lands against my exposed behind. The sound as it lands is loud, cracking through the air like a canon and making my feet leave the rug below them even before the pain registers. The sting is next, and the hurt is intense. In the post-climatic haze of our love-making the last time Anders had used the lash on me, I had quite forgotten just how much the thing hurts, and now I remember it all.

“Ouch!” I call out, unable to contain the burn of the lash.

“Does my lash sting, my sweeting?” he asks, coolly.

I still at his tone, indignation flaring in me, the force of which takes me by surprise. The inner battle between my pride and my contrition as intense as it always was. “Yes,” I snap. “Yes, it does.”

The implement is in the air again and this time it lands against the other side of my bottom, making me jump again as my fists grip tightly to the bed post before me.

“Good,” he muses aloud. “I am pleased to hear it. Whilst you think on the pain, consider also why you come to find yourself in this predicament in the first place.”

He lands the third strike then, catching me off guard, and I draw in a breath. All of my stoicism abandons me at this moment, and tears begin to burn in my eyes.

“Tell me, Aurelie.” His voice is so stern. “Why are you being punished this way?”

The flames at my ass are sear into me with such intensity that I have to take another deep breath before I can even answer him. “I was dis…obedient,” I begin, “and disrespectful.”

I brace myself, waiting for the next strike, but instead I hear his words.

“Go on,” he coaxes. “Why the lash? Why do you deserve the lash?”

I sigh, dropping my head between my outstretched arms as the first large teardrop falls past my nose. “I put myself in danger, My Lofðungr,” I answer him, miserably.

“Yes, you did,” he replies, and all at once the lash cracks against my skin again, making me cry out. “You are my everything,” he hisses from behind me, the angst evident to hear even in his voice. “I cannot lose you, Aurelie. Not. Ever.”

He punctuates the final words with two new strikes to my punished cheeks, and the momentum of them takes my breath away. I let out a low sob, allowing the tears to come now and not caring who hears me.

“Four more, Aurelie,” he tells me, and his tone has softened.

I nod, sniffing back my self-pity as I reply. “Yes, My Lofðungr,” I tell him without lifting my head.

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The Viking Master – #Wipitup

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This hump day, I am happy to be able to share a steamy snippet from one of my WIP’s, the long-awaited sequel to The Viking’s Conquest.

In this excerpt, Anders and Aurelie are jostling to take charge of their new situation as the dynamic between them shifts, but Anders is quick to ensure that Aurelie still knows who is really in charge…

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“Yet you forget, My Lofðungr, that I was a Princess in Donrose. I was a Lady with power and influence. You have plucked me away from that life, and now…” I pause, the words ahead unknown to me.

His large fingers fly to my chin again, and gently he brings it north to meet his gaze. “I plucked you?” he repeats, and his tone sounds almost amused. “Are you sure, my brave little Aurelie? As I remember it, you cut me down from your brother’s gallows and saved the life of your Viking. Is that not how it was?”

I close my eyes at the image he describes, my breath catching as the memory and the reality collide. “Yes,” I reply, my eyes fluttering open. “Yes, it was me, and I’m sorry. I must take responsibility for my actions.”

He chuckles, and the sound draws my gaze back to his hot, insistent eyes. Those eyes, so blue and intense – capture me, the way they have always captured me. I am his… “You are too hard on yourself,” he purrs, brushing the stray strands of hair from my face. “And you have no right to do so. I am your master now, my little sweeting, and only I have the right to punish you.”

I swallow hard as he vocalises what I have been thinking. “So, will you?” My voice is tentative as I ask for what we are both contemplating.

His lids are hooded and dark as he surveys me. “Do you think that is what you deserve?”

I blink at him. So, he is to make the admission real – he wants me to say the words aloud. “Perhaps,” I respond. “I, I did not intend to be disrespectful, and yet I see now that I did undermine you. It is just…” I run out of words, my internal struggle between the Lady I once was, and the one I must now become, ever present in mind.

“Should I not spank you then?” he demands sensually. “For this transgression? Should I not bare your delicious behind, and tan it with my palm?”

The afore mentioned palm resumes its place at my face, stroking my left cheek with feathery light touches. His question hangs in the air between us, and for the longest time I cannot react, although the answer is absolutely clear.

“Yes, My Lofðungr,” I whisper, eventually. “Yes, please, spank me.”

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