Protecting His Runaway (Owned & Protected book 2.)

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An easy pick up, that’s what it was supposed to be. But nothing about Addison was easy…

Measha Stone joins us today, with news of her tantalising new release, Protecting His Runaway! Check out the synopsis, and then the tasty little teaser.

After she uncovers her wealthy father’s ties to a prominent Chicago crime family, twenty-four-year-old Addison St. Claire flees to a small town in Michigan where she hopes to start a new life. Things are not that simple, though, and she is quickly tracked down by a stern, handsome police detective who makes it clear that Addison will be coming with him whether she likes it or not.

Detective Trevor Stringer is none too pleased at being assigned to babysit a spoiled rich girl, but he is determined to keep Addison safe, even if that means taking her over his knee for a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking when her defiance puts her life at risk. Despite her protests, her body’s response to his bold dominance makes it obvious that Addison is in need of a firm-handed man to keep her in line, and before long she is begging Trevor to claim her properly.

Over the coming days, Addison learns what it means to belong to a man who will not hesitate to strip her bare and punish her thoroughly whenever he feels it necessary. Whether she is pleading desperately for the release she has been denied after a hard spanking or writhing with pleasure more intense than she can handle as she is brought to one shattering climax after another, Addison is left with no doubt that she has been mastered completely.  But when she discovers that Trevor has kept an important secret from her, will she ever be able to trust him again?

Publisher’s Note: Protecting His Runaway is a stand-alone book which is the second entry in the Owned and Protected series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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“Addison.” He took a calming breath and closed his eyes, not wanting to make out the curve of her breasts beneath the covers, or hear her soft breathing. “Go to sleep.”

“If you were there, that means…you’re a dominant?”

“Sleep. Now.” He inched closer to her.

“Just a top?”

He threw his hand over her midsection, pulling her to his body and nuzzling closer to her hair. The motel shampoo was heavily scented. It didn’t seem to fit on her. “Sleep.”

“You’re not embarrassed, are you?” The challenge in her voice poked his dominant side. She was teasing him. Could she be coaxing him into Topping her, at that moment?

“No, I’m not. I’m tired. And if you don’t shut your mouth, and go to sleep you’ll see how not embarrassed I am.” As a threat, it wasn’t much of one.

“Will you spank me, if I’m naughty?”

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Be careful of your tone…

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This #WIPItUp Wednesday, I am excited to bring you a sizzling little excerpt from my soon-to-be-released Regency spanking romance!

In this scene, Lydia speaks impertinently to her guardian, and soon lives to regret her insolent tone when she realises what the consequences will be…

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I regret my tone, and the words even as they leave my lips. They hang in the air of the carriage around us, encircling me as I hold my breath, awaiting Lord Markham’s response. I look to him, trying to read his face and decide if I have overstepped the unspoken line between us. It is a stony silence which meets me, and at once I know I have aggrieved him. “My Lord, I did not mean to offend you, I…”

He raises his right hand, showing me his palm, and the act halts me in an instant. I look back to his face, my wilfulness sliding into trepidation, and am greeted by the all-too familiar brow rising in front of me. “I do trust you, Lydia, yes,” he replies, smoothly. “Yet I am less convinced with that mouth of yours.”

I blanch, rueful to have displeased him, and uncertain about what it may now mean. “I apologise,” I say. “I meant only to express my frustration about the secrecy of this special occasion.”

“I know,” he replies quickly. “I understand that. But you will learn to still your tongue and control your tone when you speak to me.” His voice is low and steely, making me uneasy. “I thought I had only recently delivered a lesson in respect, and yet now I find it may need teaching again.”

The knot of excited anxiety in me twists, knowing full well what he means, and yet refusing to acknowledge it. “There is nothing further to learn, My Lord,” I say hopefully. “I meant no offence by it!”

“And yet offence was taken?” he replies, staring at me severely.

“For that I am sorry,” I reply, in a little more than a whimper.

He nods, a small smile forming on those lips. “I suspect you will be,” he answers. “Once you have been taken over my knee again.”

My heart is raging inside of me, and threatens to push up into my throat. “My Lord!” I gasp, “you cannot mean to do so here, in the carriage? What if we are seen? What if the driver, or the footman hears us?”

The smile on his face grows. “Then I daresay that you, My Lady, will be rather embarrassed?”

My breath is coming in short bursts now, and I am close to panting again. “But, Thomas – what will people think?” I look to the carriage door anxiously, as though escape is even an option available to me.

“Most likely my dear, they will think you are a naughty young woman in need of correction from her guardian, and they would be right, wouldn’t they?”

I meet his eye, my no doubt panic-stricken expression aligning with his cool composure. He cannot mean to spank me here, I maintain, although his body language already tells me that I am quite wrong on this assumption.

“Come now,” he says smoothly. “Come over my knee and take your punishment. You must learn to speak to me with respect.”

“P- please, Thomas,” I stutter. “Do not do this – not here!”

He glares at me, clearly unimpressed by my hesitation. “I will add another five swats for every minute you keep me waiting.”

I start, moving from my seat, and yet unsure where I should now go. Energy courses around my body, making me feel giddy and panicked all at once.

“Lydia,” Thomas’ voice is calm and warming. “Now, please.”

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MASTER ZANE – The Rogue Aristocrat (A Victorian romance.)

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This Tuesday, I am pleased to be able to bring you the awesome, Maggie Carpenter, and her latest hot spanking novel, Master Zane – The Rogue Aristocrat!

It is Mayfair, in London, 1890, and  Zane De’Ville, a French aristocrat and infamous womanizer, finds himself taking care of a beautiful young lady who doesnt remember anything, but after a short time he starts to doubt the legitimacy of her amnesia.

 It is imperative he finds out who she is and where she lives. Staying alone in a gentlemans home is questionable at best, and given his scandalous reputation, if the news got out it could ruin her.

 Flora is going to marry the man of her choice! Thats what shes told her father, but he insists she marry a German prince fifteen years her senior. Totally frustrated she sneaks away to hide with a close friend until he sees sense.

 She believes shes safe, but he suddenly bursts into the house. Determined not to be found she runs off a second time, but straight into a storm. As she dashes through the driving rain she collides with a man and tumbles to the ground. Totally dazed she lifts her head, and finds herself gazing into the warmest brown eyes shes ever seenthen everything goes black.

 Master Zane: The French Aristocrat introduces a memorable Victorian gentleman and wilful young noblewoman in this sizzling love story. How does a French Casanova fall under Cupids spell? Click here and pick up your copy of this spellbinding romance today.

Maggie Carpenter won the Spanking Romance Reviews Award for Best Victorian Romance in 2015 (His Willful Bride) and 2016 (The Wanton Widow,) so she knows a thing or two about writing sexy Victorian spankings! 🙂 

Whet your appetite with this sexy little snippet…

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A scream suddenly pierced the quiet night. It was high-pitched and sounded like a woman on the street in front of the house. Dropping the newspaper he raced to the window, and to his horror he saw Flora dressed in one of his long coats fighting with a man wearing a cape. They were both slipping on the snowy pavement, and sprinting from the room he dashed out the front door, but as he hurried down the steps he was confronted with his third surprise of the night. The man was laying on the ground, curled up and groaning.

Perhaps now youll think twice about attacking ladies on the street, you cad! she barked. I hope my knee leaves you disabled.

FLORA!

Spinning around she stared up at Zane with wide shocked eyes, and as he moved quickly but carefully down the slippery steps, she tried frantically to think an excuse for being there.

Mon dieu! he exclaimed grabbing her elbow. Are you all right? What are you doing out here?

 I, uh…”

Get inside, get inside right now, he said sharply, his fingers gripping her arm as he helped her up the steps. You have a great deal of explaining to do, young lady.

That man, he tried to attack me, she said breathlessly as they made it inside.

I dont care about that man! he said sternly as he locked the door.

But I got the better of him. A friend showed me what to do, she continued as he quickly removed the coat and hustled her towards the hallway. I brought my knee up and—”

It is obvious what you did and Im sure hes very sorry he crossed your path, but as I said he is the last thing on my mind.

Though Flora could understand why he was being short with her, she had no idea why he was hurrying her through the house, and as they turned down a hallway with which she was unfamiliar she tried to wrestle her arm away from his grasp.

You are a very foolish young woman, he scolded, tightening his grip.

 I was justwhat is this?

He had come to a stop in front of an arched door. It looked solid and old, and didnt fit with the houses overall decor.

This is my special room, he declared, lifting an urn on a nearby pedestal and withdrawing a key. You have an overdue appointment.

Appointment? What are you talking about?

Ignoring her question he unlocked the door and bustled her into the room, hitting a switch on the wall as he did. Dim light flooded the space, and releasing her, he closed the door and locked it behind them.

Panting and bewildered Flora scanned her surroundings. The room had no windows, there was a four post bed in the corner, several chairs, a couch, and oddly, chains and ropes were hanging from the ceiling.

I dont understand. Where are we?

Its completely soundproof in here so youll be able to scream all you want.

Scream? she muttered, a sudden chill rippling through her. What do you mean? What are you going to do to me?

Im going to spank you!

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ARC readers wanted!

Hot Regency Spanking Romance.

Something has been done which cannot be undone. I have entered the darkness of a world from which I cannot – and do not want to – retreat from…

You are sure to be aware that the release of my new Regency spanking romance is imminent – the final edits are being checked over with my lovely editor now, and work on the cover will soon be underway!

This book is very dear to me. Not only has it allowed me to continue to write historical erotic romance (after the success of The Viking’s Conquest!) But it has permitted me to pen one of the most sensual and tantalising stories I have ever written, with my trade-mark kink and spanking thrown in for good measure of course!

With this in mind, my thoughts turn to my lovely readers… Would any of you like to read an Advanced Copy, in exchange for an honest review at Amazon/Barnes & Noble, (and Goodreads if you use it?) If the book sounds like it could be your cup of tea, please drop me a line at felicitybrandonerotica@hotmail.com or comment here.

Wishing you all a truly #sinfulSunday!


He draws his body closer to me, the length of his taut thighs brushing the edge of my body. “By God, I want to devour you, Lydia Franklin. I want to redden your backside, and take you to the precipice of ecstasy.” His lips stray towards my face, now surely just an inch from me. “I know I should not, and how it torments me!


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Who needs a spanking?

#SaturdaySpanks

This Saturday I am excited to bring you a new teaser from my forthcoming hot Regency spanking romance. Lydia is initially unaware of her desire to be challenged, and taken over Lord Markham’s knee. It it doesn’t take her long however, to relish his discipline and control…

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My spanking continues over His Lordship’s knee. Any urge I had to resist, as weak as it may have been, is now extinguished. I hang over his body limply, my arms and hands resting against the rug next to my head. A new strike lands against my sweet spot, and with each I am moved just a fraction against the hardness of his body.

“Oh Lydia, how you need this!” His voice purrs from behind me, and I am inclined to agree with the sentiment, although I find no words are willing to form to do the job.

His hand connects again – four hard swats which are perfectly positioned to further fuel the rising fire within me. “Yes, Lydia. You need this, and so do I. You need to be spanked, and I do so desire to spank you.”

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Can Lydia truly find contentment in the sound spankings that her guardian likes to deliver? Find out when the book hits e-readers soon!

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Favourite Historical Fiction!

I am excited to share the news that The Viking’s Conquest has been voted the Favourite Historical Fiction in the recent Have You Heard? awards! I also placed third in the Favourite Historical Author category!

A HUGE thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read, vote for, and support this book, which was also the runner up in the most recent Spanking Romance Review awards!

The Viking’s Conquest has been provoking readers since its release last October, and whilst some of its themes are dark, it’s great to know the book has been so well-received.

Now I look forward to releasing my new Regency spanking romance, and hearing what you all think of my latest work…

Spanking Romance Review Best Erotic

 

Ready for a riveting Regency read?

#WIPItUpWednesday

This hump day, I am thrilled to be able to join the #WIPitupWednesday blog hop, and bring you a sensual little excerpt from my forthcoming hot new spanking romance. The book – which is back with my publisher now after its final edits – is proving to be one of my personal favourites. Check out this section of the WIP, and see if you can see why…

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Swallowing hard, I look to him. “Are you cross with me for not confessing straight away?” I ask, timidly.

He eyes me intently, that delicious gaze searing into my flesh. “Of course,” he says, his voice strong. “I should very much like to punish you for your ill-intent, but I give you credit for being honest with me before I had call to press you on the matter.”

“Punish me?” I repeat, the rest of his words rather lost on me.

He smiles, as he pulls the strands of hair away from my eyes. “Mmmm,” he says. “Take you over my knee, bare your delicious behind, and spank you until you are desperate for me .”

My lips part, and I hear a small gasp escape them. “Thomas…” My throat tightens, as though the words cannot  make their way from me. “I think I am already desperate.”

His right hand skims its way up my body, reaching my hairline and drawing my head backwards. “Desperate?” His voice is low and seductive. “What are you desperate for, My Lady?”

I blink at him, feeling my legs tremble. “You,” I whisper. “My Lord, I do not know what you have done to me, but ever since we met, I have been captured.”

He presses his lips against the nape of my neck, allowing them to caress the sensitive skin there. “Oh Lydia,” he groans from my left shoulder. “We are both captured, my love.”

My eyes fly to his face. Have I really just heard him correctly, did he just refer to me as his love? My thoughts are sent reeling by the new trail of kisses which he plants along my neckline, until his lips reach my own jaw, and finally my mouth. Those lips are hot as they brush over mine, the scent of the liquor on his breath, along with the sensations of his mouth, making me feel giddy.

“What do we do, Thomas?” I ask, our eyes connecting once again as he towers over me.

“I can take you over my knee right this moment, Lydia,” he replies, “if it will lessen the desperation?”

I smile, although the thought of his suggestion sends a tingling sensation racing through me, pooling desire at my centre. I draw my hand up into his dark, thick hair, drinking him in.

“I see you find the idea agreeable?” he chuckles, nuzzling me.

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Becoming Family by PK Corey.

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This Tuesday, we are joined by the talented, PK Corey, and her latest spanking release in the Cal’s Law series, Becoming Family.

In the book, and against all odds, Jenny and Cal are together and happy. Their love is strong, but before they can become family Jenny needs to learn what that word means. Jenny has no background in the real meaning of “family” but when Cal wants her to meet his and get to know hers,  she knows the time has come. The difference in the two families is wide and jarring. Jenny has a lot to learn, but then so does cal. When he meets her family, he discovers that the word family doesn’t always mean the same thing to all people.

Jenny’s mother has planned a future for her daughter that does not include Cal Bennet. What could this small-town hick with no money and no connections do for her? How far will her mother go to see that Jenny accepts a life of high society and prestige? Will these two lovers come an understanding of what their family will look like?

If you love a good spanking, then check out this tempting little teaser.

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      Jenny felt tears come to her eyes and she wasn’t exactly sure why. Spankings hurt, but that wasn’t it entirely. She knew part of it was that she’d let Cal down and he was disappointed in her. This wasn’t going to be one of those fun playful spanking he liked so much. She hated this kind.

She didn’t say anymore as he led her to the sofa. He unsnapped her shorts and pulled them down with her panties, then he gently pulled Jenny across his lap. “I’m not going to use the paddle, just my hand. Mostly because you came right out and told me what you did and you didn’t try to hide anything. I appreciate that.”

Jenny was relieved to hear he wasn’t using the paddle. But thought he’d started fairly lightly he was increasing both the strength of his swing and the tempo. It was really starting to burn and she clenched her ass trying to get some relief.

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Saturday spankings… My first time.

#SatSpanks

It’s Saturday, and it’s time I got involved in the awesome #SaturdaySpankings hop! As it’s my first time, be gentle with me, won’t you? 😉

My sexy spanking snippet comes from my current Regency spanking romance. I am just working my way through the final edits now, and am ridiculously excited about its forthcoming publication! In this scene, our hero, Thomas, is about to spank Lydia for pleasure – for the very first time…

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He halts my words with a second, much firmer swat to my backside. “Yes, release,” he murmurs into my hair. “Sweet, hot release, Lydia. But first you must earn it, and you will do so over my lap.”

He pulls me towards the bed, and I move with him unthinkingly. In a flash he is seated there, and I am standing before him, flushed and panting. “Remove your night gown, Lydia.”

His voice is almost hypnotic, and yet I hesitate, stunned at the request. “Thomas? I am bare beneath it. ”

“I am counting on it,” he smirks, appraising me. “Now, do not keep me waiting, Lydia. Take off the gown.”

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Sharing Backstage by Paige Parsons!

This hump day, I am pleased to bring you a hot new release Sharing Backstage, by Paige Parsons!

Read on for the sizzling details here…

What happens when the girl who runs from everything finally decides to stay put?
Harper Harrison is an accomplished, independent, and vibrant young woman. As a freelance production stage manager, she’s no stranger to being in charge. She knows how to get the impossible done, even if she has to take a few shortcuts for the sake of theatre magic. She has one fatal flaw, though. When things get complicated, uncomfortable, or she even thinks they might go wrong, especially in her personal life, she bolts.
Lucas Mason is a fellow freelancer, and when they work the same show, sparks fly. They share a love of the stage and high stakes sex. They’ve christened nearly every location backstage unashamedly, but Harper wants more. Lucas makes every effort to keep her at arm’s length. He blames it on their crazy schedules, but Harper believes something more is going on.
They reconnect after an extended break and Harper is shocked to find out that Lucas is now her boss. He has a dominant streak that he isn’t afraid to display, and she isn’t a fan. Answering to Lucas takes more than a little getting used to, and after a trip or two over his knee, she decides that maybe a relationship with him is more than she bargained for, after all.
Harper leaves town to chase her Broadway dream and to take comfort in the familiarity of her ex-boyfriend. New York isn’t home, though, and Harper has to face the truth of her situation. The easy going man she’s with isn’t the one she wants or needs. Lucas is three thousand miles away, and he has no intention of chasing her.
To have the life she wants, Harper will need to face all of her demons, confess her transgressions, and accept her punishment. It’s the only way they’ll ever find themselves sharing backstage again.
Publisher’s Note: This work contains depictions of adult sexual activity and adult domestic discipline. If you would rather not be exposed to such topics, please don’t read this book.

If you need to know more, here’s a yummy spanking excerpt to whet your appetites…

“Hopefully the memory of this spanking will better help you control your impulses and reflexes.”
“¡Ay! Tómalo con calma. Sí, papi!”
She wasn’t even close to tears, but these spanks packed a lot more power than what she’d been getting in passing. There was no doubt he meant business. It wasn’t that she didn’t take him seriously before, but now it felt like he was drawing his own hard line. Focused in on the searing happening on her backside, Harper became acutely aware of the sound. Lucas had stopped lecturing, and now the only audio vibrating off the walls were her cries and the sound of flesh on flesh impact. Her subconscious was having its own internal dialogue now.
It was just an impulse, right? She didn’t have some sort of impaired psyche that really wanted to feel what a serious punishment would be like, did she?
Lucas tapped her hip so she would lift a little for him to get her pyjama bottoms and panties down. The girl hardly kept clothes on in the house and only ever slept in tank tops and panties, but he guessed self-preservation had kicked in and motivated her to slip on his old University of Arizona flannel bottoms. If he weren’t about to redden her backside, for scaring a year off his life, he’d have appreciated the look more. She had to wear them cuffed at the top and bottom to get around in them, but she loved them and looked adorable on the rare cold Arizona night.
Harper reached back in a futile attempt at impeding his clothing removal process. That sting was pretty powerful through her clothes, and she didn’t want to gain any knowledge of how painful it might be without them.
“I promise I will start from scratch, Harper if you don’t get those hands back in front of you.”

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Happy hump day,

Hugs,

Felicity Brandon