Molly’s endurance – #SatSpanks #DarkRomance #Erotica

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It’s finally the weekend, and with it comes the delicious #SatSpanks blog hop! This week I am bringing you more from one of my current, darker WIP’s. In this scene, Molly’s punishment is only just beginning…

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Her silent questions were answered by his hand which landed against her bared behind again before she could fully process his last comments. He spanked her five times in fast succession, each swat landing in almost exactly the same spot as the prior, and causing her bottom to sting unbearably. Molly flinched at the pain, her head becoming heavier with each strike. This wasn’t the way she’d imagined punishment spankings when she’d written them. In her books, the heroine was always punished with a loving hand, knowing that her pleasure would be imminent if she only endured the penance. But Connor’s hands were not loving, and there were no guarantees of anything for her now. She didn’t even know when she’d be free again, let alone able to enjoy pleasure. A low sob caught in her throat as his hand moved against her punished ass again and again, and she buried her head into the bedding, grateful at least that she didn’t have to see his face during the ordeal.

The spanking continued over Connor’s lap, Molly’s behind now surely on fire as his palm connected with her ass again. Her bottom felt several times larger than it had done before, and she wondered if and how she’d be able to sit once he’d finally finished. He spanked her again and this one felt hard, even in spite of all of the previous swats. The next strike was harder still, and she gasped, fighting to resist the urge to try and move from her place.

“Please,” she murmured in desperation. “I’m sorry, sir, but please. It hurts so damn much!”

It was a humiliating thing to admit, particularly in light of the position she found herself – upturned over a stranger’s lap for a bare bottomed spanking – but she was past caring about that now. It did hurt, a lot – and she wasn’t sure how much more of it she could take.

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A darker spanking #Amwriting #SatSpanks #DarkRomance

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It’s the weekend, and my mind is definitely in a dark place this week, as my #SatSpanks snippet shows. We join the trials of Molly, who finds herself at the whim of a menacing stranger in this raw and unedited excerpt…

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“You look so good like this, Molly,” he purred from over her.

His words stirred her, snapping her from the thoughts of escape, and filling her with fresh anxiety.

“You should see how gorgeous this arse is now it’s reddening under my palm. Fucking beautiful…”

Molly gulped at that, unsure how she felt about his admission. Of course she was disgusted. Appalled by the way he was treating her. He had no right to take her, to bind her, or to spank her, and they both knew it. But as the swats continued to land against her, that most curious thing began to happen. Instead of registering the pain of each new strike, something else was transpiring inside her head. Now there was pleasure too. Her mind acknowledged the motion of his palm, and perhaps even conveyed the impact, but it didn’t really hurt any more. Or maybe it did, she wasn’t sure, but if it did then she welcomed the pain. She sought it. Yes, that was it. It did hurt, but now she liked it – she wanted it. It was the most bizarre realisation.

Now when she pulled at the ropes at her wrists, and felt them cut into her flesh she didn’t want to run from the sensation, she wanted more of it. She realised she was revelling in the ignominy of being bared to Connor. Yes, it was still humiliating, but now the humiliation was making her wetter than before. Wet, and hot, and ready.

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Like your heroes dark and brooding?

Check out Anders in my bestselling erotic romance, The Viking’s Conquest!

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Something darker… #WIPItUp #darkromance

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Happy hump day! I’m home, and back into my writing, and this week I want to bring you a snippet of something darker…

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“Not planning on jumping, are you?”

The sound of his voice was unexpected, and it frightened her already adrenaline-filled body. Molly hadn’t heard him coming back to the room, and she spun to face him, losing her balance and landing awkwardly back onto her left shoulder. Connor laughed at the display, his arrogance evident as he placed the water back down on the dresser. The look of the amusement on his face made the old indignation within her rise to the surface, and she knew she was scowling as she struggled to get herself upright again.

“Molly?” He asked, his long arms drawing his hands to his hips.

Her eyes assessed him, and she wondered what he saw in them? Fear, perhaps? Anger? Maybe something else?

“I asked you a question,” he continued, his tone lowering.

Molly swallowed hard, her emotions threatening to spiral out of control completely. “I…” She closed her mouth, unsure what to actually say. She hadn’t been thinking of jumping, but now that he mentioned it, she can’t remember why she hadn’t thought of that herself.

Connor took one long stride and pointed to the bed. “Sit,” he commanded, as though she was some sort of dog.

She inhaled quickly, fighting both the urge to tell him to go and fuck and himself, and the one which made her pussy wet, in equal measure. She eyed him, fearfully, deciding that for the time being at least, there really was little choice but to obey as he’d asked. Moving on unsteady legs, she fell back to her bottom.

He stared down at her, and as she lifted her head, she couldn’t believe how tall he seemed, towering over her like some mythical man. “I’m waiting for your answer,” he reminded her in a curt, unamused tone.

She straightened up as the weight of his intense gaze fell over her. “I wasn’t going to jump,” she answered. “I swear, I wasn’t even thinking about it.”

This was the truth at least.

“Really?” He enquired, apparently unimpressed by her response. “And how did I ask you to address me, Molly?” His dark brow arched as he questioned her, and the sight of it made her pussy clench reflexively.

“Sir.” The word flew from her lips as though it was the most natural thing to say in the whole world. “You asked me to call you sir.”

He smiled, evidently proud, but the expression hardened almost at once. “So, why did you not call me by my new title?”

She squirmed in her place. “I’m sorry,” she replied, feeling absurdly flustered by the admission. The logical part of her brain, apparently still subdued by the toxins coursing through her system, knew she had no reason to be ashamed. Connor was the asshole here. He was the one who had taken her. He was the perpetrator.

But then, what did that make her? Her squirming stilled as the answer came to her.

It made her the victim.

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Are you ready for Six of the Best?

New Release!

Six of the Best: Britsh Spankings
Release Date: March 24, 2018

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Blurb:

Assume the position and prepare for Six of the Best!

Six SCORCHING stories from USA Today and number 1 bestselling British authors! This is the 100% British historical anthology you’ve been waiting for. So, grab a cup of tea and make sure the smelling salts are to hand, then settle in as our heroines re-write the rules and earn SIX OF THE BEST for their outrageous antics. This dance across history sweeps from the Restoration to Victorian times and will leave you panting almost as much as our naughty ladies.

Publisher’s note: These stories are HOT. Hotter than an oven full of muffins in a well-known British cake show. Domestic discipline and other indoor sports feature heavily in them, so if that’s not your cup of tea, this is probably not the set for you. Don’t say we didn’t warn you!

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Snippets

The King’s Vice by Felicity Brandon

“Yield as you have yielded,” he tells me, his brown eyes dancing as he watches my expression. “And then, when you are certain that it is not possible, you will yield to me further.”

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The Accused Wife by Jaye Peaches

When it came to lowering her drawers, she faltered.
“Caroline,” he rebuked softly from the other side of the room. “You can trust me to carried out your punishment without ruining all else that our courtship entails.”

Petticoat Tyrant by Vanessa Brooks

He clasped her chin, lifting her face to meet his eye, studying her intently.
“Do you need a spanking, Cassie?” He asked, waiting patiently for her reply, intrigued to hear her answer. She chewed her bottom lip as the silence stretched between them.
“I-I think that might be best,” she finally whispered, her face flushed with embarrassment.

A Scandalous Career by Ashe Barker

She would never forget this, never erase the memory of the utter humiliation she was about to experience in being naked before him and being forced to bend over his knee.
“I see you comprehend the futility of continuing to protest. Shall we continue, Cecily? The sooner you are naked, the sooner we may conclude this matter.”

His Impertinent Wife by Gracie Malling

He was so close to her now that he could feel the heat from her body and could make out every little tremble of her skin. “What happens to naughty wives who lie and curse, Leatitia?”

His Reluctant Bride by Katie Douglas

“You have had far too many warnings today, lass. Now’s the time for corrective measures.”

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Six of the Best is live!

New Release!

This week my #SatSpanks post celebrates the release of Six of the Best! You can grab the anthology now for ONLY 99c! (The price will rise after March 31st).

Enjoy six SCORCHING stories from USA Today and number 1 bestselling British authors! This is the 100% British historical anthology you’ve been waiting for. So, grab a cup of tea and make sure the smelling salts are to hand, then settle in as our heroines re-write the rules and earn SIX OF THE BEST for their outrageous antics. This dance across history sweeps from the Restoration to Victorian times and will leave you panting almost as much as our naughty ladies.

Publisher’s note: These stories are HOT. Hotter than an oven full of muffins in a well-known British cake show. Domestic discipline and other indoor sports feature heavily in them, so if that’s not your cup of tea, this is probably not the set for you. Don’t say we didn’t warn you!

Check out this sizzling spanky snippet, and then 1-click Six of the Best now!

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“I should like to bare your delicious derriere, my dear, explore its tender form, its divine shape, feel the weight of it in my hands, and then…” He pauses, his eyes full of salacious delight as the intensity of his gaze falls upon me. “And then I shall spank you.”

The words echo through the chambers of my mind. Spank me? I swallow, the action slow and deep, and almost symbolic, as though whatever I say next is imperative. My consent at this point will unleash events which I can never return from.

“Spank me, your Majesty?”

I need the clarification from those full, demanding lips, even though I heard him very well the first time around.

The lips part, breaking into that smile again, the one which burns the pulse at my core. “Yes, my dear,” he replies.

“But, but…” I splutter, trying to bring form to the words which are swimming in my head. “But I have done nothing wrong?” I gasp. “And if I have caused offence to Your Majesty, then please – tell me how?”

My heart is hammering in my chest, threatening to explode. He wants to spank me? But why? What have I done wrong which could be the cause of such an undignified penance?

“Hush,” comes the reply, the fingers at my face caressing the skin there thoughtfully. “I shall spank your exposed and pert little behind, not as penitence. I shall do so for my own pleasure.” There is a pause as he permits the words to permeate into my mind. “I shall enjoy the look of it, and the feel of each sensation against your tender flesh. And you, dear Jane, you shall do as you promised. You shall yield to me, accept the brunt of my palm, be awash with the sensation, and we shall see…” He concludes, but the ending seems abrupt and unnatural.

“What shall we see, Your Majesty?” I force the words out in a gasp, my head still reeling from the revelation that the King wants to spank me for merriment.

He eyes me intently, that small smirk reforming at his mouth. “We shall see if I am correct about you. We shall see if you dance to the tune of my spanking – if your body enjoys the surrender.”

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Grab my Vikings in paperback!

The Viking’s Conquest.

Now that my Viking sequel is safely in the hands of my editor, I’m pleased to be able to share the good news that The Viking’s Conquest is available in print! You can grab your copy of my #1 bestseller right here!

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Whilst you wait for the actual book to arrive, how about a sexy little snippet from the sequel? Brace yourself…

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I land on the bed, eyelids flickering open and closed as the spasms of pleasure continue to overpower me. Anders shifts his weight on the bed over me, and as my lids fully open, I see him come into view over my face. His gaze is compelling and holds me to bed every inch as much as his body had done before.
“Roll onto your belly,” he commands me, lifting his body weight to give me enough room to spin as instructed.
Once I am in place, he lowers his hard body over my own, spreading my legs apart with his knees. I know just what he will do next, and as though it is some unspoken agreement between us, the edge of his large erection nudges at my wet, exposed sex.
“I need you,” he murmurs, his mouth whispering into my right ear.
“Take me,” I reply, twisting my head to acknowledge his words.
His lips find my own, capturing my mouth in his kiss as he plunges slowly into my empty channel. The scent of my own desire wafts over me, and the reality that his mouth has just pleasured me leaves me overwrought. Between our legs his hard length fills me right up to his testicles. The depth and intensity of the act the clearest sign of his possession of me yet. My mind whirls at the sensation, my mouth opening into a silent ‘o’ as he withdraws, and then slams back into me again.
There are no words between us now – language seemingly lacking the coherence required to elaborate such a connection. His mouth falls to my neck, nipping and kissing my nape as his groin flexes forward, penetrating me over and over, pushing me into a frenzy of desire. I want to speak, to call out, to demonstrate somehow the way his passion makes me feel, but I simply cannot find the will. His hardness pinions me there, grazing my nub into a flurry of new excitement, despite its recent satisfaction. I notice that his thrusts have become shorter, and more insistent, and I gaze back at Anders, marvelling at the look of agonised ecstasy on his handsome face.

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If you’ve not met Anders and Aurelie yet, read where their dark romance began in my bestseller, The Viking’s Conquest


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My Viking Master – #SatSpanks #Spanking #Vikings

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It’s time for #SaturdaySpanks once again! I am so happy to say that my new Vikings are now with my publisher, so to celebrate I’m bringing you a sensual punishment scene from the book…

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Oh, My Lofðungr.” The words bleed from my lips, although I give them no forethought.

I feel him shift under me, and all at once his left hand is at my shoulders, massaging the tight muscles there, whilst the other continues to deliver my spanking. I shudder at the conflict of the two acts, musing on how they perfectly sum up my Viking husband. He is the invader, the soldier who snatched me from my home, and denigrated me for his own pleasure, before deflowering me altogether. Yet, he is also the tender gentleman, who has sworn to protect me with his life, and promised to never leave my side again. Anders is all this and more. He is my master, and the very centre of my world.

As the admission settles over me, I actually feel myself yield. The tension in my body slips away, eased considerably by the hand which eases the knots from my muscles. And now, laying over his legs, I surrender to him, splaying my thighs and raising my behind to meet his hand, which spanks me over and over again.

“I cannot lose you, Aurelie.” His voice is imploring as it echoes over me, competing with the sound of each strike as it lands against my no-doubt reddening flesh. “You are my everything, my most precious possession.”

I exhale at his words, revelling in them. There was a time – not so very long ago – when I’d have kicked and baulked at the idea of being his possession, but now I bask in it. I am his – his wife, his lover, his toy, and one day, I will be his Queen. “Make me yours again, My Lofðungr,” I murmur, the words slipping from me as a new torrent of strikes rain down over me.

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