The Viking lash – #SatSpanks

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It’s finally the weekend, and time for Saturday spanks! 😉 This scorching snippet is from the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, which will be available soon!

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The swish of the lash reaches my ears before its soft leather tresses caress my skin. I arch in to the impact, my body yielding to the intensity as the pain washes over me. My mind free-falls as he swings the leather at me again, my skin coming to life with each of its agonising kisses.
“Do you need this, my sweeting?” Anders’ voice vibrates next to me.
“Oh yes, My Lofðungr,” I reply, breathlessly. “I have missed you.”
All at once he appears at my side, his breath hot against my cheek as he gazes at me. “Missed me?” Anders repeats. “Why, Aurelie, it has only been a couple of days since I last punished you?”
I bite my lip, but am unable to stop my hips from rolling forward in response to my Viking’s words. “I know,” I whisper, lowering my eyes as I answer him. “Yet I find that I need your discipline more and more, My Lofðungr?”
He grins at me, snaking his hands around my back and drawing my bound body forward. My arms strain against the binds, but my torso moves as he commands, my beading nipples grazing his naked chest as they make contact with him. “My, my, Aurelie,” he growls. “You are so exquisite.”

© Felicity Brandon, 2018.

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Meet the intruder… #WIPItUp

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It’s hump day, and it’s time for a new excerpt from my forthcoming erotic fairy tale based on the new adventures of Miss Goldie Locks… In this scene, Goldie lays eyes on two of her three handsome bear-men for the very first time!

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“Settle down, girl!” he says, his tone unwavering as he holds me in place.

“I am no girl!” I screech, bringing my right fist smashing down against his torso. I had meant to target his chest, and yet he’s so tall that I barely even reach it.

He grabs the offending wrist in a heartbeat, looking down at me with a smile. “My, my, you are quite the unruly imp, aren’t you?”

I shriek in defiance, stamping my foot down on the floorboards below me.

“Settle down, or I will be forced to make you settle…” His warning is soft, but I recognise the threat nonetheless.

“Y- you… You can’t!” I stammer.

“I can,” comes the reply. “This is my house, and my rules are the law here. You came without permission, and took what you wanted without consideration. Now, tell me, who are you?” His tone is so low, that it’s almost a growl and for one long moment, I look up into his face. I am utterly terrified, but refuse to let this brute see it.

“I will not!” I snap, ceasing to struggle in his large hands, but turning my face away from his insistent gaze.

“Good grief, Logan!” A voice from the doorway sends my heart spiralling back into a frenzy once more. “It seems our little burglar is quite the petulant one!”

I twist to my right, seeing yet another giant looming over me. This one doesn’t seem quite as tall as the one who still holds me steadfast in his hands, and his blond locks are quite in contrast to the first.

“She is indeed!” comes the hearty response of the dark-haired one. What had he called him? Logan? “Quite the high-spirited, girl!”

“I am not a girl,” I cry again. “I’m a rich, smart woman, and I will be missed!”

I blink at them both for a second, cursing the note I’d left for Harry. He’ll think I’m sunning myself in California by now. He won’t even be worrying about my absence.

The blond one moves in behind me, and although he stops just short of touching me, I can’t help but gasp at the sudden and close proximity. Now they both tower over me. I am completely helpless, and although I know it, the thought makes me wild with resentment.

“You are an intruder in this cottage.” It’s the blond one talking again, yet I cannot bring myself to turn and look upon him. “Nothing more, and nothing less. Whoever you are, you should be thoroughly punished for your deeds.”

Punished? PUNISHED? The rage in me contracts, tightening until I can barely take a breath. “You shall do no such thing!” I spit at the dark-haired one. “No one has ever punished me!”

“Then,” says Logan, his tone quiet and contemplative. “Perhaps someone should have…”

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You don’t know when to stop – #SatSpanks #Menage #AlphaMales

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It’s the weekend, and my edits are back with my publisher, so it shouldn’t be long until I can finally unleash Goldie, and her three dominant bears! In the meantime, enjoy this #SatSpanks, in which she gets the punishment she so badly deserves. 😉

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It all happens so fast. One moment I am standing next to him, and the next he has grabbed my arm, and guided me towards the end of the wooden kitchen table. Without ceremony, he pushes me down over it, so that my hips land against the edge of the wood. I gasp at the speed of the action, twisting my head to try and see him, but all I can make out is the smug, smiling face of Ethan, seated to my right.

Logan holds my left arm into the small of my back, deliberately pushing the fabric of his long shirt north, exposing my upturned bottom to the room. When I reach round to try and stop him, he captures my second wrist with ease. “You, young lady,” he says from behind me. “Just do not know when to stop.”

I blanche, his description of me all too apt. “Logan!” I whine, stamping my feet below me. “Let me up!”

“Not a chance,” he tells me. “You will be spanked right here, until you learn some manners! And when I am satisfied, then you will apologise to Ethan for your tone.”

“I will not!” I mutter, but even as I speak, his left hand has seized both of my wrists, pushing them down against my bare skin, and his right hand leaves my flesh.

I brace myself, squeezing my eyes shut, and no longer able to manage Ethan’s self-satisfied face. The weight of Logan’s palm cracks down over my vulnerable behind, and I draw in a loud gasp.

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A regal snippet… #WIPItUp

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It’s hump day, and for me this week is all about editing. One short story for a secret project is complete, and I’m now ploughing into my final Goldie edits. For my #WIPItUp post, I’m excited to bring you a snippet from my secret short, and this one has a truly regal feel…

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He has a classically handsome look about him, his large dancing eyes, and strong jaw accentuated by the dark curls which frame his face. His gaze is hot and compelling, and right now all of its intensity is directed right at me.

“You are most welcome here in my court, Lady Jane,” he purrs, his eyes devouring the cut of my bodice, and rising north over my throat and mouth.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” I whisper, my words barely audible over the sound of my racing heart.

He smiles, the sort of expression which could melt through the bitter English snow. “I hope I’ll be seeing a lot more of you in the coming weeks.”

I risk a glance at him, and for just the briefest moment our eyes lock. He smoulders at me, those large brown eyes conveying the message he wants to deliver. And I hear it.

Every. Single. Word.

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A time for something new… #SatSpanks

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It’s the first weekend of the new year, and with it, the first #SaturdaySpanks! If you’ve not heard, my next release is coming soon, and this one’s as hot and sexy as hell. 😉

I’ve been sharing snippets from the novel for a while, but haven’t given too much away, until now… For the time being I’ll just ask this – did any of you used to read fairy tales when you were little? A story about a young blonde who stumbles across a cottage in the woods when she’s hungry and tired?

What happens if that fairy tale is real?

Goldie Locks is very real, a young, over-indulged woman living in a bubble of her father’s wealth and influence. It is this Goldie who makes her way into the forest, losing her way and eventually seeking sanctuary in the small cottage she finds there. Little does Goldie know who really lives in the deep, dark woods, and what they will do when they find her asleep in their bed…

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He moves towards me, tugging at the cover. I let go of it without a fight, revealing my breasts to his hungry eyes. “You know,” he murmurs, pressing himself into me. “I’m still supposed to spank you for your performance last night…”

A shiver of excitement runs through me at the sound of his suggestion. “Oh yeah?” I ask, glancing up at him. “Will that be your first time too?”

Heath’s smile broadens. “Sure will,” he replies, “But I reckon I’m up to it.”

I blink at him, listening to his words. “I reckon you are too,” I agree. “So, where do you want me?”

He gestures towards the table. “How about right here? The kitchen is pretty much the warmest place in the cottage.”

I glance back to where I was just laying, considering his proposal. “You want me over the table?” I enquire, surprised at the suggestion. Heath is so much greener than the others. I’d assumed he would just follow his brother’s lead, and take me over his knee.

“Sure,” he answers. “Why not?”

I suck on my lower lip. There is no good reason why not, so I move towards it wordlessly, lowering my upper body down over the hard surface, and arching my back so that my ass sticks out behind me. “Like this?” I ask, knowing full well what effect my pose will have on the man.

Heath draws in a whistle at the view. “Looks good to me,” he answers, moving to my left hip, and taking his position.

I feel the weight of his fingers at my thighs. They trail an invisible line up the inside of my flesh, making me pant before they reach my wet seam.

“Dammit, Goldie…” His voice is already a growl. “I want to be inside of you so badly.”

I turn my head left, pressing my right cheek against the coolness of the table. He smiles at me, those brown eyes swallowing me up.

“F**k me after I’m spanked?” I suggest, wiggling my reddened ass next to him.

He blinks at me, but his right hand must already be in the air, because seconds afterwards his palm lands against my backside.

I flinch, swallowing in air at the impact. The strike awakens the soreness from the  spanking Logan had given me earlier, and the hurt is intense.

“Why are you being spanked, Goldie?” His tone is harder as he spanks me again, and the resonance is deeply arousing. Heath has always been alluring, but without his older brothers to dominate him, it seems he is finally able to take on the leader’s role himself.

“I put myself in danger,” I murmur into the wood, pushing back against his hand as it lands against me again.

“When we found you gone, the thoughts which went through my head…” his voice trails away. “Honestly, Goldie. You may not care about yourself, but my brothers and I care about you. Have you got that?”

The crack of his palm reverberates around me, and I stretch my mouth wide at the hurt. “I’ve got it,” I whisper, although my words are lost in the sound of the next impact. For someone who claims to have never done this before, he has a good, hard swat, but once more the inadvertent consequence is the fervent desire pooling between my legs.

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In the thick of it – #WIPItUp

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Yay, it’s the first #WIPItUp blog hop of 2018! My new book is hopefully only a few weeks away, so today I am bringing you a sexy snippet from one of its hot spanking scenes. You join it in the thick of things…

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Landing another strike on her rosy flesh, I begin to alternate cheeks, snapping my wrist against each in turn, and watching as her body responds to both the pain and the pleasure. After another five spanks, I land a particularly hard strike against her right cheek, and the sting draws her hands, which had been resting by the sides of her head, to her backside.

I capture her wrists again, holding them away from her body with my right hand as she struggles beneath. “Did I tell you that you could move your arms or interfere with your spanking?” My voice is stern, and she eyes me with an anxious expression.

“No, Logan, sir,” she admits quickly. “I’m sorry.”

For the first time I suspect that she might actually be contrite, and the thought makes my cock even harder. “Do I have to bind you?” I ask her.

She shakes her head at me wildly. “Please no!”

“I could you know ,” I go on. “I could bind you and keep you here in my cottage for my pleasure, and for the pleasure of my brothers? ”

Her body stills, the tension seeping back into it. “You wouldn’t?” She says in that way which always sounds merely like a challenge.

“You know I would,” I answer, twisting my body to look upon her directly. “It is little more than you deserve after coming in here uninvited, taking what you want and expecting to walk away scot-free?”

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Logan’s punishments increase in both frequency and intensity throughout the book, but for good reason.

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Viking’s folly #SatSpanks

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It’s the final #SaturdaySpanks of 2017, and I’m concluding with a sensual punishment scene from the follow-up to The Viking’s Conquest.

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His hand lands upon the curve of my sitting spot, but there is no force in the deed. Instead, it explores me lightly, trailing over my orbs and running a line to my lower back. “Then it is my responsibility to tame you, to control you,” he says. “And you know, I think, just how seriously I take my responsibilities?”
I nod from over his lap, biting my lip to suppress the glee in my voice. “Aye, My Lofðungr,” I reply.
“Hmmm,” he says, the large palm at my ass stilling. “Did you truly refuse the King’s guard last night?”
I tense at the question, but nod into the bedding. “Yes,” I whisper. “It is true.”
“It was folly,” he tells me. “And I am going to punish you now for your own foolhardiness. I mean to ensure that you never help to endanger your life again, Aurelie, because you, my love, are just too damn precious to me.” His voice cracks at the final statement, and I want to offer him comfort, but his hand has already shifted, and the full weight of it comes crashing down upon my bare behind.

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Much love, and wishing you all a fabulous new year. 

Hugs,

Felicity.

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