It’s Delia’s turn with the Cardinal in this #SatSpanks excerpt

Here’s an exclusive little snippet for you from the upcoming Duty Bound anthology for you to enjoy in this #SatSpanks. Take a peek at Sins of the Flesh

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He was acting on instinct as his arms snaked to Delia’s small waist, and he pulled her reddened behind towards his thigh. She yelped beautifully, the sound helping to harden his already swollen cock as it strained for freedom inside his vestment. He lowered his face to her nape, grazing his lips over the tempting flesh there. In Turner’s experience, a woman’s neck was the dividing line between the carnal needs of her body, and the moral instruction of her mind. He and his holy brothers had spent the last few days trying to mould and command that mind. They wanted to ensure that never again would little Delia be tempted to take what did not belong to her, and that never again would she speak rudely to her family. He believed that, on balance, they were close to achieving that goal. Now would come the passion they had sought from the beginning, and by her own admission, Delia had admitted to also fantasising about the possibility of such a liaison.
Delia twisted, trying to turn to meet his goading lips, but his arms tightened around her body.
“I want to make sure we understand each other,” he purred into her right ear. “I will more than happily lead this relationship, but the connection will not be solely ours. It will also involve my holy peers, Cardinal Medlock and Father Brogan.”
Turner paused, and for the first time he relaxed his grip on Delia, permitting her to spin and face him. “Do you understand?” he asked her. He wanted their intentions to be clear. There could be no confusion about what would happen next.
She smiled up at him, making him hungrier for her flesh that he had ever known. Delia was the very picture of innocence, there was no doubt about that, but she didn’t fool him. Turner had already heard her confessions, and he had already turned her over his lap. He knew better… they all did. Delia was not innocent. She was a naughty little imp, and she’d deserved all the rounds of punishment she’d been made to endure, as well as the penance that was still yet to come. And yet, for all of that, she was closer to absolution than ever before, and now it was his absolute pleasure, to bring her even closer to the heavens.
“I understand,” she murmured, her gaze sliding from his face to acknowledge both Medlock, and Brogan behind him. “But I have never…” she paused, evidently struggling to find the right words.
“What, Delia?” he teased, capturing her dainty chin between his thumb and forefinger. “What have you never?”
Of course, he already knew the answer, but hearing the words from her sweet lips was going to be intoxicating.
Delia swallowed, her face burning an even deeper shade of crimson. “There has only ever been one man, Cardinal,” she conceded again. “I do not know if I can cope with all of you.”


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Madelaine learns from the Cardinal in this #SatSpanks

Coming on January 18th is The Sins of the Flesh, my story in the Duty Bounds anthology. I am super excited to finally talk about it and here is your first snippet for this #SatSpanks!

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The palm landed so fast that the sound barely registered in his ears before the impact seared the pale flesh below him.

“Owww!” The scream resonated throughout the large room, echoing long after the lips making it had closed.

“That’s right, Madelaine.” His voice was dark and brooding, but it oozed a sense of undeniable confidence. “Let it out, and with the pain, let go of your attitude and petulance.”

His hand was in the air again before Madelaine could even answer, his flesh slamming hard against her exposed and vulnerable backside again.

“Please, no!” She was sobbing now, her face pressed down into the dark leather chair she was clinging to. “Stop it. Stop it now, Cardinal.”

The man in the red robe edged towards the crying woman, crouching down beside her naked body to stroke her lower back. “It’s okay, Madelaine,” he soothed. “You are doing so well.”

She twisted her face towards him, large brown, tear-stained eyes meeting his. “Please, Cardinal,” she whispered hoarsely. “I can’t take any more. Please stop.”

Cardinal Turner smiled. “You know we can’t stop until your punishment is complete, young lady. This is God’s work, and it must be done.”

Madelaine drew in a shaky breath, her trepidation obvious from her anxious expression. “I’m sorry, Cardinal,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry for the way I spoke to you. I swear I will never do it again. I’ll be respectful. I—”

“Shhh…” His fingers moved to Madelaine’s moist lips, silencing her as they applied pressure. “I know you have learned your lesson, child, and so does God, but you must be penitent. Suffer your penance. Endure for him. Only then will you be granted forgiveness.”

She was nodding as he concluded, her expressive face demonstrating acceptance of his words.

“Do you understand?” he probed.

“Yes, Cardinal,” she whispered. I understand.”

“Good girl.” His voice was like a gentle purr, and Madelaine’s eyes fell shut at the sound of it. “Let’s resume, and soon you’ll be blessed with God’s clemency.”

He rose from her side, flexing the fingers of his right hand as he stalked back towards her rear. Glancing down at her trembling thighs, he eyed the pink marks which decorated her beautiful curves. Serving God was his life’s work, but sometimes it was considerably more pleasurable than others. Cardinal Turner sensed that today was definitely going to be one of those days.

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Duty Bound is coming…

Surprise! I am part of an anthology coming out this month that I haven’t talked about much, let’s change that.  Duty Bound is a uniform romance anthology, crammed full of HOT, SEXY menages! My story is called The Sins of the Flesh, and is all about smouldering men of God, delivering hard lessons in absolution…

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When their uniforms come off…

Bossy, dedicated, overprotective, super complicated. A woman needs a man like that in her life like she needs a temporal lobe headache, right? Think again, because when the uniforms come off and the temperature skyrockets, it’s time to forget Hell and take a trip straight to Heaven.

How about multiplying that by three, four, or more? You get the picture? This set of panty-melting reverse harem stories will have you gasping, panting, squirming and sweating. Read late into the night with these steamy tales featuring priests, military men, S.W.A.T. officers, gardeners, waiters, and more.

For a limited time only, grab your own harem of hot men who are determined to be the best of the best, especially when it comes to adoring their woman.

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This is a sinfully hot story and I can’t wait to start sharing parts of it with you!

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It’s here! The cover reveal for Taken <3

Title: Taken
Series: The Dark Necessities Trilogy #1
Author: Felicity Brandon
Genre: Dark Romance/Kidnap Thriller
Release Date: November 28, 2018
Cover Design: Eris Adderly

 

One obsessed fan. One captive author. 

 

Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing until an unknown hero steps in to protect her. But Molly’s relief soon 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.
Now Molly’s fighting, not just for her life, but for the essence of who she truly is. If she’s going to survive in Connor’s dark new world, she’ll have to learn to play his base games. But if Molly plays, what will it cost her? Can a monster ever really learn to love, or will his need to dominate destroy them both?
If you enjoyed the debauched desire of the Twist Me series, then you’ll devour Felicity Brandon’s edgy new trilogy.
Buy Taken to begin this hauntingly addictive set.
Taken is an edgy, fast-paced, dark romance and is the first book in The Dark Necessities trilogy. Molly and Connor’s story continues in Tamed, and concludes in Entwined.

 

 

Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author. She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission. You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music. 

 

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Connor offers Molly the ability to run #SatSpanks #ComingSoon

It’s Saturday, and less than three weeks until you can get our hands on Taken. There’s no actual spanking in this scorching little snippet, be rest assured, one if never too far away where Connor Reilly is concerned…

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“Are you going to run, Molly?” His voice was calm, and almost amused as it questioned her.
She shifted her gaze to follow the sound of his voice, her face no doubt portraying her anxiety on the subject. “No,” she lied, her tone breathless.
“No?” he repeated back to her as he stepped forward out of the black shadows of the furthest corner. His right brow arched in the tantalizing way it did when he knew he was onto a winner.
“No,” she confirmed, shaking her head for good measure.
He moved toward her laughing. “You could run, you know,” he went on, his gaze intense as his tall body loomed over her.
Molly blinked up at her captor. Free of her binds at last, she felt bolstered and no longer wanted to call him Master. She could never allow a monster like Connor to master her. “What?”
“You could run,” he affirmed. “If you wanted to? Your stories have always had an element of the cat and mouse about them, haven’t they, pet? I know you’d enjoy that, and if you didn’t already know, I love the thrill of the chase.”
Adrenaline spiked in her body as he spoke. Was he giving her permission to flee from him? Is that why he’d removed the chains? Was this just the latest game he wanted to play?
“Yes,” he answered her, although she was certain she hadn’t spoken the words out loud. “You can run, Molly, but you know if you run, I’m going to chase you, and you know I’m going to catch you.”
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she sat up straight beside him, pinning her wide-eyed gaze onto his. “Why are you saying this?” she mumbled. And how do you know all of this?
His smile widened, and he pulled up a box from nearby, seating himself beside her. “After all this time, pet,” he purred. “Don’t you think I know you by now? I knew you before we’d even met. I know what you’re thinking, Molly. You are quite literally an open book to me.”
She flushed, her head falling forward as though the admission was shameful. She was ashamed, because he was right. He did seem to know her. He knew what she was going to be thinking, what she wanted, and just how to control her. It was freaking infuriating.
“Look at me.” His voice was sterner, having taken on some of the quality which made the knot of anxious energy in her belly tighten. She complied, not wanting to rile the beast in him. Their eyes met, his mesmerizing green orbs utterly compelling. His hand came slowly to her face. Molly flinched out of instinct, but relaxed when he began to caress the side of her face with calm, gentle strokes. “This is your story, pet,” he mused. “Our story. If you want to run, then I am not going to stop you.”
“But you will chase me?” she whispered, her fear furling as simmering arousal at his touch began to flood her system. She knew she shouldn’t crave him, but she found herself leaning into the warmth of his hand. It was like a reflex. Despite the fact this was the same hand that had captured, and tormented her, it was also the hand that had rescued and comforted her – and pleasured her.
Connor’s chuckle resonated deeply inside of Molly’s body. “Of course,” he answered, his fingers tightening in her long dark hair. “I will chase you because you’re mine, pet. You belong to me now, we both know that, don’t we?” He hesitated as though he expected her to speak, but she merely blinked at him. Too terrified to respond. Too afraid of what her answer might be. “Molly?”
The sound of her name made her lips part. It was intimate, fanning the flames of her burgeoning need. “Yes, Master?” she said, her voice barely audible as she confessed the truth.
For a moment they just stared at one another, the admission lingering in the dank air around them.
“But that’s not the only reason I’d chase you,” he went on eventually. “I’d chase you because it’s what you want, Molly, isn’t it?”


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Molly has to remind herself in this #SatSpanks #ComingSoon

I am so excited to finally have a release date for Taken, book 1 of The Dark Necessities trilogy.  Keep your eyes open for 28 November, Taken goes live and it is going to be great! For now, let’s take a short peek into Molly’s thinking for this #SatSpanks edition of Taken.

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“So, let’s put it this way,” he continued. “Address me properly, or you’ll find yourself stripped and over my knee for a bare-arse spanking. And believe me, pretty, I can be heavy-handed when I’m irritated.”
She gulped at that. It was a physical response, and she guessed he saw it. Spanking. Had he just threatened her with a spanking? For fuck’s sake, this was getting out of hand. This complete stranger was now intimidating her with the notion of violence.
Her head spun at the idea, and yet even now, at this most terrifying juncture, her clit throbbed impatiently inside her pants. He’d threatened her with a spanking! How long had it been since she’d been taken in hand? Too long, the tiny voice in her head reminded her.
“Am I making myself clear, Molly?” The sound of his voice snapped her back to reality. Not arousing, she reminded herself. This is not arousing. This is abduction…

 


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Molly gets frustrated in this #SatSpanks #ComingSoon

I am in the dreaded editing cave again right now, but Molly has a punishment and I figured you would want to hear about it!

Molly pulled at the chains which held her wrists in place, revelling in her utter degradation at his hands. Her eyelids fell closed as his fingers edged her towards ecstasy. She was close, so damn close, that just a couple of direct swats to her clit would be enough to send her spiralling out of control. As the realisation hit her, Molly’s lips parted of their own accord, her body braced for the impending pleasure.

“Yes, Sir,” she gasped. It was all she could manage as she chased her orgasm, her body acting independently by now, as if she had no control over it whatsoever. She heard his dark chuckle fill the air above her head, the ominous sound only fuelling her desire.

“So wet and wanton,” he murmured. “You’re even better than I’d imagined!” As he spoke his fingers began to slow, before they eased gently from her sodden pussy.

“No!” She groaned, the sense of frustration as her stimulation ceased was enormous, and she ground herself against his leg helplessly, desperate to find just enough friction to take her to the brink. This time he laughed out loud.

“Just look at you, pet,” he chortled. “So fucking desperate!”

Molly screeched with irritation, annoyed by reason that he sought to deliberately build her up like this, just to disappoint her. Who does that? It was worse than being kept and chained, it was just freaking cruel.

“Enough!” He barked, smacking her writhing backside with three hard swats. “Unless you want me to turn this backside black and blue, you will hold your tongue and keep still.”

She heard his words, and understood their gravity, so she willed her body to be calm, but all the while there was the unbearable, burning need that he’d inspired. There would be no relief, she knew that now, and as the reality washed over her, a low sob caught in her throat.

“Clearly I have over-indulged you,” Connor mused as his hand explored the tender skin of her bottom. “This was a punishment, pet. I made that clear right from the start, and that does not mean you’re entitled to pleasure afterwards.”

Hot tears pricked her eyes as she listened to him, but still she couldn’t make sense of what he said. Why play with her? Why stimulate her at all, if he had no intention of satisfying her? The guy really was a sadist if he thought this was fun…

As she blinked the fresh tears away, she saw him gazing down at her, his expression lit with an ugly smirk.


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