Wednesday, 27 July 2016

#MidWeekTease ~ Cardiac Melody ~ Coming In Hot #medical #erotica #romance

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Damon ran his hand over the short hair covering her sex, forking around her clit. Melody tensed in anticipation of his touch. His fingers fell between her folds and spread them open. His middle finger curled up between the others to flick her clit.
She let out a sigh, embracing the rush that followed his caress on her most sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Hmm, let’s do this a little longer, shall we?” Melody saw a drop of saliva fall from his mouth onto his finger and it moved more easily over her exposed nub.
The continued circling went from a zing to something closer to burning. She pulled against her bonds again, this time bending her knees, wanting to shift in or out of that touch—she wasn’t sure which. The hold on her ankles dug in with her attempts, the plush lining stopping it short of pain. Too well secured, all she could manage was to shift her hips a little to the left or right.
“Hold still, Mel,” Damon said, putting his free arm down across her hips, helping to pin her. He kept up his teasing until the thought she’d scream. Continuing to burn, each new circle made her more crazed than the last. Despite how hot it made her, she didn’t quite reach orgasm. Her empty pussy ached and clenched but found no purchase, making her squirm even more.
“Fuck, that’s maddening. I want to squeeze something in my pussy so badly.”
“Do you? Well then.” He picked up the rabbit and inserted it. “There you go. Come for me.”
Melody didn’t need a lot of coaxing, just a few more strokes on her clit and she clamped down on the toy and ground her hips into the mattress. The fire that had been concentrated in that one spot shot through her blood and made her whole body burn.
“Oh, yeah, sir. Yes.”

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Tantalizing Tuesday #lesbian #japanese What is going on?

Yuki's problems compound. Check all the teasers on our blog.

Eiko’s red hair spilled down her pale back and seemed aflame in the sun. Yuki brushed her finger down Eiko’s back, but she didn’t stir, obviously still asleep. Rather than wake her, Yuki dressed and slipped out of the house.
She fell into a sitting position as she emerged in the middle of the park. Blinking in confusion and dismay, Yuki rose slowly and turned in a circle. How had she gotten to the park so quickly? Why did she feel so disoriented? Rather than head to campus, Yuki traced her steps from the park to the house. Except, after the right number of turns, she found herself on a block she didn’t recognize, one that didn’t have any houses.
Something was wrong. Unfortunately, if she wanted to get to class on time, she had to get going. By the time her classes were finished, Yuki was convinced that she had taken a wrong turn.
The same thing happened a few weeks later when Eiko hadn’t been waiting for her outside her classroom. Yuki didn’t think anything of that, assuming her lover was at home. However, when she passed the park, she found herself on the same strange block with no houses. This time, she worried.

Saturday, 23 July 2016

My Sexy Crush ~ Ethereal Protector ~ A Wicked Halloween @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS151

For this sexy Saturday I have a long long long distance crush, one 400 years long! My contribution to A Wicked Halloween, features a ghost protecting the descendant of his crush. It's available for pre-order now and will release in October. We also have a rafflecopter contest for a Kindle Fire! Hop on over and check it out!
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A swish of grass made her jump. She ran to her clothes and held them to herself, trying to cover her nakedness. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” Geoffrey entered the moonlit meadow, hands spread wide. “That was beautiful.”
Yanking her dress on and using her apron to hold it without buttons, she rounded on him. “You fool boy. Do you know what might happen if they caught you here? Bad enough they come for me, but I’m just a widow. You have parents, sisters. They need you.”
“I need you.” He came close enough to touch her hair. “You looked like an angel, and I could feel something building and growing.”
She closed her eyes and waited for her first reactions to die down. Yelling at him would accomplish nothing. “That would be magic. Now, go tell them I’m a witch and let’s have this done.”
His eyes widened and he took hold of her shoulders, pulling her into a tight hug. “Never! You’re a witch, but I love you, Mary. I am going to protect you.”
Summer softened, rubbing her hand up and down behind him. A man again, his back was broad and strong. “Thank you, Geoffrey.”
He backed up enough to meet her eyes. “I mean it. I love you. I want you to marry me.”

Destiny's Favor - Orlosian Warriors book 2






Destiny’s Favor (Orlosian Warriors Bk. 2)
Destiny’s Favor synopsis His world shifted the moment she was born. Now, nothing can stop him from making her his.

Imagine meeting a man who looks like an angel, wings and all? What would you do if this man told you he existed with only one purpose – to claim you and only you?
Destiny Carter is a feisty, take charge, Rubinesque beauty with a tough façade, who finds herself in that age old quandary, “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.” A string of lackluster relationships leave her hopeless and ready to settle…Until she meets Japheth, the man her fiancé claims is his best friend! Japheth’s arrival is heralded by an attack on Destiny’s life, and instinctively, she knows this is just the beginning.
Born more than 200 years ago, Japheth looks like an angel but he’s far from it. In his world, the ratio of men to women is 500 to 1, and although he’s a superior being, he’s willing to break the most sacred law of his brothers, even drink human blood, to have one meant for him alone.
When he meets Destiny, he knows she’s the one he’s been searching for. To claim her, he will have to betray a friend, risk his life, and hardest of all, humble himself enough to win her love.

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As soon as they left the room, Destiny removed her hand from his and reached for her book. She gave him that suspicious look again, pursing her lips before she spoke. Sitting in a chair directly across from the sofa, she narrowed her eyes and openly asked, “What is it about you that sets me on edge?”
Japheth lifted one corner of his mouth. Charming. This little female continued to challenge him. “You tell me. Can you sense that we are connected?”
He crossed his arms, taking special notice of the quickening of her heartbeat and imagined her luscious chocolate nipples tightening to taut buds just waiting for his tongue. He braced himself for the lie, her sweet scent of arousal even stronger now.
“You and me? No. I’ve never met you before.” And there it was, right on cue.
She placed the book on the table beside her and stood, her expression daring him to come closer. “I don’t think Robert would like…”
The air shifted with her movement, and Japheth closed his eyes briefly, basking in her scent. Just one taste. He opened them, moving toward her. “Robert. You’re not going to say anything to Robert. If I decided to take you for myself right now with Robert in the next room, he would be the least of my problems. Whether or not we’ve met before has nothing to do with our connection.”
Destiny glared at him and took a step back. “If you decided to take me?” She pointed her index finger at him as she continued. “You listen to me, you arrogant bastard, you don’t decide to do anything…”
J narrowed his eyes and took another step toward her, closing the distance she’d tried to put between them until he was mere inches away. His conscience, long quieted into silence, balked at the idea of entrancing her and taking her so far from Robert she would forget he existed. There was something about her that made her willingness to be with him more important than his desire for her. Her wants and needs took precedence over his own. He shook his head, silencing his conscience again.
Destiny stumbled forward, an apparent moment of dizziness, placing the index finger of her right hand at her forehead and the palm of her left hand on his shoulder to steady herself. She blinked several times, her dark lashes appearing to move in slow motion, and looked into his eyes as if seeing him for the first time.
J wasn’t sure what was happening. He hadn’t done anything to entrance her. He had wanted to, but he was certain he had restrained himself, yet she tilted her head up and kissed him. A mere brush of her velvety-soft lips sent a spark of possession through his entire body. He gripped her upper arms, dragging her body against him, and deepened the kiss.
Seekers. He couldn’t shake the feeling that they were getting closer this time – that his contact with Destiny would make him and her easier for them to locate. His feelings were always right.
He loosened his grip, allowing her to step back. The fact that she had already been attacked at least twice meant his enemies had found her. Although she had not described her attackers, J knew that the same evil creatures he had decimated at the bus station had attacked Destiny before his arrival. He had quickly wiped Destiny’s memory of the attack as well as Robert’s, but to his surprise, guilt twisted inside him. He did not like wiping her memory or altering her in any way. Her connection to him placed her in danger, and he wanted her to fully understand whatever decision she made.
She stared into his eyes. “Oh, I, um, that’s not what I, I mean, I didn’t…”
Destiny’s gaze shifted slightly, and she took in a sharp breath.
J frowned, clenching his jaw before turning to face Robert. Dammit. His heart plummeted when he saw her reaction. He had sensed the moment Robert awoke, but Destiny commanded every bit of his consciousness. She was all he could think about, and he needed her away from Robert. He also didn’t want her hurt in any way. He felt her pain and confusion, the new sensation throwing him off balance for a moment. He had always known he had the ability to feel another’s emotions, but until now, he had never allowed anyone to get close enough.

Dariel Raye

Dariel is an animal lover who writes IR/MC (interracial/multi-cultural) paranormal and dark urban fantasy romance. She is presently writing a shifter series, “Dark Sentinels,” a reluctant hell-dweller series, “Kushiel’s Keep,” two Nephilim series with vampire-like heroes, “Orlosian Warriors” and “Cain’s Progeny,” “Lifegivers,” a paranormal romance series with a variety of beings, a crossover paranormal thriller shifter trilogy with romantic elements, “Gateway,” and an erotic fantasy newsletter serial. To learn more about Dariel and her books, visit her blog,  join her newsletter, and follow her on  Amazon.



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Wednesday, 20 July 2016

#MidWeekTease Ethereal Protector - A Wicked Halloween #contest

Happy Hump Day. I'm sharing another tease from, my contribution to A Wicked Halloween. It's available for pre-order now and will release in October. We also have a rafflecopter contest for a Kindle Fire! Hop on over and check it out!
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It was several blocks and took her half an hour to reach, but relief led her to stand straighter as she slid the key into 4 Holly Street.
“I’m home.” The house echoed her. She pulled her luggage in and closed the door, leaving it at the entrance. She tugged off her wet boots and left them and her tote bag there as well. Time to check the place out.
The home had been rented off and on over the years, when there wasn’t a Parker to live in it. Her acceptance to Salem State University’s School of Social Work had come just as their property manager was listing it to rent out again. Two other girls would make their way here over the week.
Although classic, the house had been maintained and renovated over the years, so it looked quaint, but had central heating, hot water on demand, and proper outlets in all the walls. There was even an Ethernet outlet in the sitting room under an old writing desk that had been converted for a keyboard tray and monitor.
“Sweet.” Summer ran her hand over the warm brown wood, polished to shine. She had opted not to keep the cleaners, saving a few pennies by keeping house herself. It wasn’t an option to normal renters. The cleaning crew could alert the management company of problem tenants before much damage could be done.
Summer shivered with a chill that was likely the result of rain water. Her hair, where it had escaped her hood, dripped. She shrugged off the slicker and left it with the boots, then took her tote and suitcase up the stairs. Creaks accompanied her climbing, and that sound echoed as well. She would have to set up a portable stereo or something. The place was too creepy with no one in it. There were four bedrooms in total—two tiny, one fairly large and a master suite, which she claimed.
She snorted at the thought. It had a sink attached. Not even a toilet. Not really a suite. It was the largest bedroom, though, and would give her somewhere to brush her teeth and fix her hair once her roommates arrived.
Flopping on the bed, she looked up at the plaster ceiling and saw a myriad of tiny cracks. Was that a bad thing? Would pieces of it start falling on her? Standing on the duvet in damp socks, she stretched to see it better.
“Ew.” They weren’t cracks but strings of cobwebs, tons of them. She couldn’t reach, but she would be back with a broom before sleeping. And she might not be able to sleep even then.
She would head out for food—eat out tonight or get groceries for tomorrow—but there was one more thing to do before that. Her tablet rested in her tote bag, and she sent a message to Mom, Aunt Marge, and Della, her best friend from Montreal. They would all want to know that she arrived safely, that the house was in great shape—she didn’t mention the cobwebs, the cleaners hadn’t been in since the last renter left—and she was excited to start class in a couple of days.
Formalities done, she looked out the window into the grey September evening and considered ordering in pizza. It made more sense to get groceries, though. After all, she would need breakfast as well. Judging the rain, she wondered if it was worth waiting for it to pass.
She spun around, the overwhelming sense of someone watching her coming from the closet. That made no sense. She opened the doors wide, revealing a bare bar with several hangers that rattled as air swept out.
Leaning in, Summer looked left and right, examining the corners. Maybe it was a mouse. Nope.
She hopped down the stairs and put on her jacket. Suddenly groceries and rain seemed better than staying where she was. Had Aunt Marge said anything about high turnover, or infestations, or anything? She set a quick pace and tried to recall, but nothing came to mind. The turnover was high, but that was just because students only stayed for a few years. Still, she would email Marge tonight.
When she returned with the groceries, her arms aching slightly from the weight of them, the eerie feeling was gone. Relieved, she took her time putting away milk, bread, cereal, and everything else. The deli sandwich came last and she took her time eating it.
Climbing the stairs, she yawned. It had been a long trip and she hoped for a less grey day tomorrow.
When she was curling up in bed, the sensation of being watched returned. “Who’s there?” she asked, feeling stupid. Who was going to answer her?
There was no reply, but her bedroom door squeaked on its hinge, swinging in slightly. She closed her eyes and told herself it was her imagination. One thing was certain, she would be thrilled when her roommates arrived. This place was too empty, just like the large bed, filled with only herself.

Tuesday, 19 July 2016

Tantalizing Tuesday #japanese #lesbian Moving in

Yuki moves in. Check all the teasers on our blog.

At the end of the month, Yuki packed her few possessions and moved them into her home. Yuki had visited many times, but as Eiko had, always left before morning. Eiko would walk her out, even in the late night, at first all the way home. Yuki argued that it was no safer for Eiko to be out alone than it was for herself. That was when Eiko stopped at the edge of the park, sneaking a moonlit kiss before Yuki emerged from the green foliage into the light of streetlamps.
She expected it to feel strange, or new, moving into this house, but it was neither. She felt as though she were coming home.
What was strange came a month after living with Eiko. Every morning, Eiko walked with Yuki to class, even though, as far as Yuki could discern, Eiko didn’t take any classes. For whatever reason, Yuki could always count on the redhead’s company, until the morning she woke before Eiko.
Eiko’s red hair spilled down her pale back and seemed aflame in the sun. Yuki brushed her finger down Eiko’s back, but she didn’t stir, obviously still asleep. Yuki dressed and slipped out of the house.

Saturday, 16 July 2016

My Sexy Showdown ~ Switching Up ~ Alpha Fever ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS150

Happy Weekend, my lovelies. For a Sexy Showdown, I have to turn to Switching Up, my contribution to the Alpha Fever boxed set. It is exclusive to Amazon and available free with Kindle Unlimited. Here are seven paragraphs of Patty positioning herself with her latest top, Brent.

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“Get in here,” he ordered, his voice rough. “And get those clothes off.” He brought the prod close to her cheek. “Or I’ll cut them off.”
Her breath caught, waiting for the purple lightning to arc and touch her skin. While she hesitated, heat built in her middle and started to spread down into her thighs.
“Cutting it is,” he said, reaching for the chain around his neck and tugging. The pendent flipped open to reveal a blade.
Patty gasped, dampness filling her panties. The bag she carried slipped from her shoulder to the floor. “No, no sir, I can undress.” He closed the door as she did. Shedding coat and outerwear, her breasts burned as the fabric rubbed over her pert nipples. She stood in undies, goosebumps popping out over her body.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” he asked, gesturing to her panties and bra. His expression was hard, probing.
The inner brat instinctively pushed against the assumption of control. She was about to say something when the goad touched her breast just above the bra’s cup.
She cried out and clutched her chest. Brent swept in and sliced her panties and bra on one side, turning his hand to sever a bra strap as well. Her ruined panties fell, catching on her thigh rather than hitting the floor. Her bra fell open, over the hands pressed to her breast.
“I don’t like dawdling.”