Edward’s Law is Live!

Love domineering buccaneers?

Adore masterful pirate lords?

Guess what??

My contribution to the Pirates Passion and Plunder anthology has been returned to me, so if you didn’t get a chance to read this novella, here’s your chance to grab it!

Pride of the King’s navy, The Dexterity, is mine.

Or, at least, she should have been, had the scoundrel Edward Law not waltzed into Christy’s auction house and stolen her from right under my nose.

But if Law thinks he can claim what rightfully belongs to me, he can think again.

No man makes demands on me.

I won’t concede to his dark, brooding eyes. I won’t surrender to his iron will.
Edward Law means nothing to me…

If you love spanking romance with a HEA, this is for you!

(This story was previously published in the Pirates, Passion and Plunder anthology).

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Edward smiled. “As you can see, I have news of my own.”

He tilted his head in the direction of Alice, and for an excruciating moment, both men turned and regarded her. Alice’s face burned with embarrassment, and instinctively, she lowered her gaze, her attention falling on the stiff ropes at her wrists.

“A woman, Captain?”

“Very observant, Carlisle,” said Edward with a laugh. “Yes, a stowaway by the name of Alice Jaggers.”

“But a woman, sir,” the other man repeated. “It’s bad luck to have a woman onboard.”

Alice lifted her chin with interest. Bad luck, huh? This could be her way off the vessel altogether.

“Only if you subscribe to superstitions,” countered Law in an amused tone. “Which as you know, I do not. It is not luck that has brought us good fortune in the past but our own fortitude.”

Carlisle raised his brows but said nothing to protest. “How did she get on board, sir? And what are we to do with her?”

Alice’s belly twisted at the last question, her gaze darting once more to Edward Law. Until today, he was a man she had barely even contemplated—the man at the auction, a name on a list at Christie’s, but nothing more. Now, it seemed Mr. Law held Alice’s destiny in his hands, and she was heady with the new reality.

“I found her hidden in my quarters,” explained Edward as he turned to face Alice. “As for your second query, Carlisle, we are not going to do anything with her. As captain, our guest is my responsibility.”

She gulped at the way he made that sound, suddenly unsure if she should be grateful or afraid—worse was the way Alice’s body was reacting to the tattered captain. Where she had previously been disgusted by the sight of the man, she was fast becoming compelled. The weight of his stare and his authoritative presence had affected Alice in ways she could never have foreseen, and as she met his gaze again, she was perturbed by the way heat pooled beneath her gown.

“I should like you to stand guard outside my door while I address the crew.” Edward’s focus was back on Carlisle now. “I am sure you can understand I cannot have any of the men stumbling upon her by mistake.”

Carlisle turned to look at Alice, his brown eyes drilling into her. “Aye, sir,” he responded after a moment. “I can understand.”

Law moved toward him, resting his hand on the shorter man’s shoulder. “I would trust only you with this objective, my friend,” he said solemnly. “Keep her safe for me.”

“You can count on me, Captain,” Carlisle smiled, revealing two crooked front teeth.

“Good. Then I must depart.” Law turned in Alice’s direction, fixing her with a hard stare. “I shall not be long, but until that time, behave yourself.”

Alice pulled in a deep breath as both men stalked from the room. She watched as the door slammed closed behind them, imagining Carlisle waiting just beyond. A potent myriad of emotions stirred as she heard what she assumed to be Law’s boots pacing away.

No man had ever spoken to her that way. Even her father had treated his only daughter with courtesy and respect when he addressed her.

Alice blinked, shaking her head as she processed what she was feeling.

On the one hand, she was embarrassed at her current predicament, entirely of her own making, and no idea how it would be reconciled, but on the other hand, she was seething with indignation at the way she had been treated. The way Law had spoken to her—dressing her down like a servant. Her face flamed as she recalled his proximity and the way he had touched her—the nerve of the man—then had somehow made her admit the error of her ways aloud. That was a feat no one had achieved before. Alice may have been guilty, but she would never have admitted such, especially to a stranger.

She sighed, eyeing the captain’s quarters as she struggled against the ropes. Being bound this way was intolerable—just like Law’s insufferable arrogance and the way he made assumptions about Alice. He assumed she would obey him and would be pliant to his plans. She snorted—the man had a lot to learn about Alice Jaggers if he thought she would remain compliant. She had not sneaked her way on board just to end up his bound captive, yet even as resentment burned in her blood, there was also something else. His commanding presence, just like the bondage, had stirred something in Alice.

Something she had not expected.

Something that felt like desire.

 

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Daddy’s Game is Live!

Guess what??

Daddy’s back…

And he’s one seething man.

Are you ready to play?

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He made me his captive.

Demanded I call him Daddy.

He’s my magnificent obsession.

And I’m trapped. Helpless. Chained.

With no hope of breaking free.

I don’t know if I’ll get away.

Or if I even want to.

Daddy’s games are addictive.

He’s a drug.

The more I try to leave, the closer he pulls me.

Wherever I go…

Daddy will haunt me.

Forever.

Daddy’s Game is the third in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon bestselling author, Felicity Brandon.

Dark adult content is included—you have been warned…

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Sophie looked so fine, kneeling on the rug he’d chosen for her specially, her cheeks flushed with both angst and desire. It would have been so easy to have been swayed by her beauty—too easy, in fact. At another time, he’d have happily grabbed a fistful of her hair and kissed her, claiming her in that divine way he knew they both enjoyed. Then he would have screwed her into the soft fibers—and perhaps, he would do those things later if she was a good girl—but now was about punishment.

Now, it was time for Sophie to suffer for him.

“Then turn around and present yourself.” His words soft and slow, Jared saw the desperation flicker in her eyes.

“Daddy?”

She clasped her hands in front of her as though she was either going to pray or beg him. Usually, he would have enjoyed the show, but not this evening. It was getting late, neither of them had eaten for hours, and he still had a spanking to deliver.

“Sophie.” His tone lowered, and he pressed his forehead gently against her temple. Sophie’s skin was hot and flustered as she ceded, permitting him to push her gently back to her heels. “Why are you making me wait, little girl?”

She pulled the air through her nostrils, her gaze fixed on his.

“I’m scared, Daddy.”

So, Sophie had worked out what effect the ginger would have on her naughty little backside, had she? Or perhaps, she sensed the danger from the look in his eyes? The atmosphere in the room had shifted, the energy becoming palpable as he pushed her to surrender. Sure, Jared could have made her—he was easily strong enough to pick her up and bind her, so she had no choice but to accept the ginger—but he didn’t want to do that. He’d use force if he had to, but his desire was to see Sophie yield for herself—the first step in accepting her penance and accepting the life he had chosen for her. Jared realized without that acquiescence, their life together was always going to be a fight. He’d always be looking over his shoulder, waiting for her to run—expecting her disobedience—and honestly, that wasn’t what he wanted.

“I know.” He didn’t have any words of solace or comfort for her, only the hard truth of her predicament. “So, why don’t we get this done, and then once you’re soundly punished, Daddy can get back to taking care of you again?”

That was the best she was going to get, and as she kneeled, trembling, she finally ceded the point. “Yes, Daddy.”

His free hand rose to her face, cradling her heated cheek. “Yes?”

Jared didn’t know why he sought affirmation. It was his rules, after all. He didn’t need Sophie’s permission to proceed, yet the moment seemed significant, and he chose to savor it.

She blinked away tears as she nodded, leaning into his palm. “Yes, Daddy. I want to be good.”

His cock leapt at her admission. It was the closest to consent he’d received for hours, and it was powerful. The urge to kiss Sophie became too strong. Yes, he was going to insert this root into her anus and enjoy the hot, flustered cries for mercy it initiated, and yes, he was going to turn her over his knee and spank her until the cheeks either side of the root were a vivid pink color, but that didn’t mean he wanted to waste this moment.

“You will be,” he whispered before his mouth grazed hers. She opened for him right on cue, a heavenly groan escaping her as the caress lingered. Pulling away before the magnetic hold she had over him became too strong, he broke the connection and rose to his knees.

“I’m waiting.”

Sophie’s gaze flittered back to the ginger, then with a sigh, she crawled into position.

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Countered is Live!

The Dark Dentists you love to hate are back—Countered is now LIVE!

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“Hannah.” Fuller’s voice had dropped to that growled whisper, which had made her so hot and bothered the night before. “Is there a problem?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Fuller, sir.” She was breathless, but this time it wasn’t arousal that tainted her voice but utter dread. “I-I don’t know if I can.” Hannah lifted her chin to assess his unimpressed expression.

“Do you seriously need another round of punishment as well, young lady?”

His query sucked the oxygen from the corridor, and Hannah could barely catch her breath.

“No, sir.” Hannah didn’t, but the threat didn’t seem to be enough for the adrenaline coursing around her body to push her body forward.

“I thought we had reached a new understanding, you and I?” Fuller crouched in front of her once more, the wooden door swinging closed behind him. “I thought the pleasure I offered you last night meant something?”

His brow rose with the inquiry, and Hannah was lost for breath for quite another reason. There was an intensity in his blue gaze—a power the pillory had denied her the force of the prior evening, and its effects were immediate. Hannah’s head was foggy with the lust that swirled inside her, the memory of the way he’d ripped the orgasm from her weary body last night, threatening to swallow her up altogether.

Oh God!

She managed to hold in the words, but her throat dried as though she’d spoken them aloud.

“It did mean something.” Hannah’s words echoed around her. “Sir.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” she gasped, watching as his face neared another couple of inches.

Fuller lowered his body even closer still. “So, why am I waiting for you to obey, Hannah?”

Her lips parted as though she intended to reply, and she was certain that she’d intended to, but there were no words at first. Instead, there was only the ferocity of his stare and the hypnotic way his purr seemed to draw her toward him.

“I’m scared, sir.”

There. She had said it.

Fuller’s lips curled. “Now, you’re scared?” His tone was amused. “I never saw such fear in you yesterday when I dragged your cute little ass back to be paddled.”

Hannah swallowed at his reasoning. Fuller was right. She hadn’t been afraid then, just seething and gut-wrenchingly disappointed with herself for running straight into his clutches.

“No, sir.”

“So?” There was the eyebrow again, that one gesture tightening the heat at her core.

“I’m not scared for me.” The truth was rolling from Hannah as though Fuller’s expression alone could extract it from her. “It’s April.”

Fuller sniggered. “April?” His tone was full of disbelief. “Why would you be worried about her?”

That was more difficult to answer. Hannah wasn’t exactly sure. All she knew about the woman was from the way Lucy and the others had spoken about her and the fact she alone had brought Hannah her chance to flee. Even though she hadn’t been successful, Hannah owed April, and she knew it.

“I just…” Hannah hesitated. “I’m just dreading what I’ll find, Mr. Fuller.” She lowered her gaze to her hands at the admission. That was at least the truth.

Fuller’s laughed gently. “As you should be.” His tone was coaxing now, the soft goading voice that could lull her with such apparent ease. Her face rose at its resonance. “But what’s done is done, and it’s time you faced the reality Hannah.” He smiled, moving his face to within a few inches of Hannah.

“You really only have one decision to make, Miss Bowman. Are you going to be our good girl and obey, or are you going to do things the hard way—like April?”

Christ. Hannah didn’t know what was transpiring in that shitty little hallway, but somehow, Fuller was crawling his way back into her head again, making the awful seem reasonable, and the immoral seem like her greatest hedonistic desire.

It was what he did.

It was what they both did.

“Hannah?” His voice was only a whisper, the warmth of his breath, causing her eyes to flutter closed. “What’s your choice?”

Hannah sighed. She wanted to be stronger. Jesus, how she wanted to be stronger, but even without the mysterious allure of the man, she knew she wasn’t. The paddle had been difficult enough to bear. Hannah wasn’t sure she could cope with whatever penance they’d concocted for April.

“I’ll be good, Mr. Fuller.”

“You will.”

It was more a statement than a question, but she nodded anyway. “Yes, sir.”

“There’s my good girl.” Fuller inched toward her, his lips grazing across her half-open mouth for one heart stopping moment. “That was a smart choice.”

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Taunted is Live!

Blue Monday has officially ended for another year and in its wake I bring great news— Taunted is now LIVE!

It’s the second book in Dalton’s tale, and the next instalment in The Dark Necessities universe.

 

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Delilah was perfect. Hell, she’d always been delectable, the very definition of temptation, but having her bound and spread for him this way was a vision. More than Dalton could have dreamed of. More than he deserved.

Dalton rose from the place he’d secured her ankles to drink in the sight of the redhead bound to his St. Andrew’s cross and he could only conclude what he already guessed. Delilah was all his Christmases come at once.

“How are those nipples now?” Intentionally, he arched a single brow at her while he asked and relished the way she physically strained against the cuffs in response.

“They ache, s-sir.”

“Too much?” Dalton closed the distance between them, his cock growing at the way Delilah’s gaze widened.

“I don’t think so. Sir.” She bit her lip.

“So, you like them.” He was pleased. “I knew you would.”

“I like the dull ache,” she confessed with a fresh blush. “But I don’t know if I can cope with one at my clit, sir.”

Dalton grinned at her words. “Oh, you’ll cope, little girl,” he assured her in that knowing tone he knew irritated her as much as it drove her wild.

Delilah loathed being patronized and her thoughts confirmed that was how she interpreted the tone, yet still, his authoritative, condescending act would be making her wetter than he’d ever achieved before. She was one fiery, incredible contradiction.

“Will I, sir?” The bluster of the woman he’d first met was almost completely subdued now. Delilah’s eyes conveyed her inner feelings at the prospect of having her pussy pegged and it was clear the thought terrified her.

“Yes, you will.” He stroked the side of her face gently. “Want to know how I can be so sure, little girl?”

Delilah gulped. No. “Yes, sir.”

He smirked while the inner war raged in Delilah. “Because I know you want to keep being my good little girl.”

Dalton paused, ensuring he was staring directly into her astonishing gaze before he continued. “Don’t you, Delilah?”

She pulled in a shaky breath, blinking away what looked like the first show of emotion at his verdict. “Y-yes, sir.”

His hand stilled, slipping to the underside of her chin and propping her head in place. Now he had all of Delilah ‘s attention. Every single part of the woman was trapped in his bondage. She was his. “And the way to keep being my good girl is to do as you’re told.”

Delilah pressed her lips into a hard line. She was trying to get a handle on her scattered thoughts, but apparently failing.

“Do you recall what I asked from you at the outset of this session?”

Slowly, she nodded.

“Words, please.” Dalton’s voice was soft, but it left her no room to maneuver. She was going to surrender to his will, whether she wanted to or not.

“Yes, sir.”

Dalton’s cock strained at the sound of her compliance. He would never get bored of hearing those words from Delilah’s lips. That much was guaranteed. “Impress me then.”

He smiled as he went on. “Show me that you have been paying attention.”

“You asked me to obey you.” Delilah’s voice trembled at the reply. “And trust you, sir.”

“And you have,” Dalton agreed, leaning down to brush his mouth. “You’ve been wonderful, little girl.”

Their gazes met again. “I want to be.” She looked on the verge of tears.

“You. Are.”

Silence fell over them while Dalton allowed that thought to permeate.

“All I want now is for more of the same.”

Delilah nodded her head, a half smile lighting her face. “I’ll try.”

And in that moment, Dalton knew she would. He was aware of what a privileged position he found himself in. Delilah submitted herself willingly to no man, neither Morley, nor Hyland, nor anyone else in the past. She’d never given either of those odious fools anything she wasn’t absolutely compelled and coerced to give. She’d never wanted either of them, and she sure as hell hadn’t consented to anything like this. Whatever her life had been before she exploded into the line at Diablo, and as things stood, Dalton suspected, he only knew the half of it, Delilah had never given in to her fantasies.

She’d never surrendered.

Until now.

“Thank you.” He pressed his mouth into her plaint lips, tasting the flavor of the woman that sent fire to his blood without even having to try.

 

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Beware, the Pirates have landed!

Hi everyone. Whilst you’re recovering from your Christmas, I’m super excited to share that the new anthology Pirates, Passion & Plunder is now LIVE!

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Warning : Bodices will be ripped!

What’s a lady to do when she’s boarded by ruthless brigands and barbarous buccaneers, kidnapped on the lawless High Seas?

Stripped to the skin by piercing eyes.
Captive and claimed by rough, strong hands.
She knows it’s forbidden but how can she resist… a pirate’s pleasure.

Prepare for hair-raising shenanigans.
Pirates make their own rules.

Discover seventeen wicked historical romances, in ‘Pirates, Passion and Plunder’
Enter if you dare…

THE CAPTAIN’S CAPTIVE
by Victoria Vale

RAVEN
by Ashe Barker

ROGUE BOOTY
by Golden Angel

THE BLOND DEVIL OF THE SEA
by Celeste Barclay

BOUGHT BY THE BUCCANEER
by Vanessa Brooks

TAKEN BY SIN
by Sky Purington

THE SEA WOLF
by Lee Savino

EDWARD’S LAW
by Felicity Brandon

PIRATE’S RUIN
by Marie Hall

OWNED BY THE PIRATE
by Sue Lyndon and Celeste Jones

TROUBLED WATERS
by Jane Burrelli

PURSUING HER PIRATE
by Jaye Peaches

HIS STOWAWAY
by Measha Stone

HIS WICKED WAYS
by S. Cinders

CUT AND THRUST
by Simone Leigh

PIRATE’S PLEASURE
by Mariah Stone

LADY EVANGELINE’S PIRATICAL PERSUASION
by Emily Tilton

*These romances contain wildly steamy scenes which some readers may find shocking*

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Get Captured… Now!

Hello everyone, I’m super excited to share the news that Captured is now LIVE!

It’s the first in a new DARK series…

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“You’re a fucking delight, Hannah.” Lawes’ tone was raspy. “And your performance made me so hard.”

Hannah met his eyes, the humiliation at still being bound and gagged while he roamed free burgeoning as Lawes unzipped his pants.

“Look.”

Her gaze flew to the large, eager cock that had just been unleashed, her pussy spasming in response. That was what she wanted, and Hannah knew she was easily lubricated enough to take him. Lawes fisted his cock, moving closer to Hannah’s face, the chair she was lying in began to lower even further.

“Now, it’s time to give your new master what he deserves, little girl.”

Hannah’s eyes widened while he waved his hard length before her eyes. “Sir, I—”

But her words were cut short by Lawes, who pulled her head in his direction at the same time he lunged his erection deep inside her throat. Hannah had taken plenty of cocks in her mouth, and she’d usually enjoyed the act, but it had never been anything like this. With the dental gag in place, her lips were forced wide open, and with Lawes’ large hands holding her face, there was literally nowhere to go. Hannah was restrained and completely at his mercy.

“Fuck, yes.”

He thrust deeper, and instinctively Hannah gagged around him. Just like every other part of him, Lawes’ cock was massive, especially when it was shoved so unceremoniously down the back of her throat. She pulled against her cuffs in yet another futile attempt to break free of the binds, but Hannah already knew the truth. There was no getting away from this—not while Lawes and the others wanted her here.

Not while she was gagged and bound.

Hannah blinked away the tears that had sprung at the forced blow job. She would not cry for him. She would not give him the fucking satisfaction, yet on he pressed, instigating her gag reflex on nearly every lunge.

She felt as though she couldn’t breathe, her senses filled with the taste, scent, and touch of this man she had barely even met. The room around her dulled into insignificance. Hannah had no idea if Zander was still there, or maybe one of the others had returned to witness her denigration. It didn’t matter anymore. All that mattered was surviving this onslaught. As Hannah fought for breath through her nostrils, the noise of her wet, gagging throat was consuming.

“So fucking good, little girl.” His voice was a growl. “This is how you take my cock.” Lawes’ erection pressed back down into her throat. “This is how you take every cock here unless you’re told otherwise. Got it?”

His hand shifted into her hair, fisting Hannah’s dark locks as her gaze flitted, desperately trying to see his face. She wanted to tell him she understood, but there was no way to acquiesce. She could scarcely even nod her head, the ferocity of his grip eliciting a fresh streak of pain through her flesh.

“Good girl.”

Lawes’ precum leaked from the tip of his cock, and Hannah could only just make out the flavor before it was lost with the next assaulting thrust.

“I’m close.” Suddenly, his cock was gone from her throat. Hannah wanted to cough at its retreat, but the humiliating gag meant that was impossible.

Instead, Lawes fisted her hair roughly while he fisted his swollen cock over her parted lips.

“I’m going to paint you with my cum, little girl.”

Hannah blinked at him wildly, suddenly aware her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Zander’s hands were gone, and her nipples begged for more attention.

“And you’ll wear that cum for me when I move you downstairs. Wear it like a fucking badge of honor.”

The first shoot of his climax burst from his crown and landed over Hannah’s chin. Lawes edged closer, ensuring the next deposit landed directly in her open mouth. Hannah could feel it sliding down her throat, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to prevent its journey. Leaning closer, Lawes directed the next burst of hot cum across her eyes, and Hannah’s lids closed just in time, the warmth of the cum strange on her skin when her eyes fluttered open again.

“Fuck.”

He fisted the remainder of his orgasm around her lips, smearing the cum into her skin as the obviously powerful climax washed over him. Taking a deep breath, Lawes retreated, tucking his cock away before he assessed Hannah.

“Very good, little girl.” His voice was softer now. “You just had your first lesson in what awaits you here.”

Reaching for her mouth, his fingers slid inside and pressed deep into her throat.

“That’s the taste of our combined arousal.”

Her eyes widened. Hannah could tell his fingers were almost as deep as his cock had been.

“Can you taste it?”

She nodded her head now that his grip on her hair had been released, gargling her reply as best she could.

Lawes grinned in response. “I want you to recall how it tastes. Can you do that?”

Hannah nodded again. Her heart felt like it was in her mouth, along with the awful gag and half the contents of his testicles. The power this man had over was downright terrifying, but it was also tantalizing. She’d hated the way he’d forced his cock down her throat, yet she’d also loved it. Everything about Lawes was one giant contradiction—much like her messed-up reaction to him.

He leaned closer, his fingers still lodged in her throat. “This is the first of many great duets between you and me, little girl.”

She panted at that.

“But there will never be another first, and I want us both to remember it.”

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Alien Tribute by Lee Savino & Golden Angel

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<Swipe right for abduction>

Who knew that reading sexy alien romances could lead to abduction?

Or that aliens could cure my cancer? Not me. But here I am, the bride-to-be for an alien warrior, just like the heroine in the book I was reading in my hospital bed on Earth.

Except the surly warrior who’s supposed to claim me doesn’t want a mate.

Disclaimer: The authors are not responsible for any actual alien abductions that may result as a consequence of your purchase of this book.

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About The Authors

In addition to being an author, Lee Savino is a mom and a chocoholic. She’s written a bunch of books, all smexy romance. Smexy = smart + sexy.

Angel is a self-described bibliophile with a “kinky” bent who is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry.

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