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Submitting To Two Doms by BJ Wane

BJ Wane is back with another book that has readers swooning! Submitting To Two Doms, cowboy domes book 5, is full of lusty cowboy doms who take the upper hand, so to speak, with the gorgeous, feisty, Kelsey Hammond.

She was sent to them to protect and became a responsibility they couldn’t resist.

Blurb: After Kelsey Hammond was assaulted, her former FBI foster parents pleaded with her to spend a few weeks with their friends in Montana while they investigated the incident. Since she would do anything for them, she grudgingly agreed, wondering how she would pass the time on a ranch in the middle of nowhere without going stir crazy. As soon as she caught sight of her two hosts, Greg Young and Devin Fisher, she decided what better way to take her mind off her troubles than with an affair with one of them.
Ex-FBI agents, Greg and Devin, vowed never to get personally involved with another woman under their protection after their last case ended in tragedy. When their former boss asked for their help, the two best friends butt heads over how to answer them. Between the insecurity reflected in Kelsey’s blue eyes, the desperation behind her flirtations and discovering her submissive side, both men found themselves succumbing to the petite blonde.
While Kelsey basked in the dominant attention of both her cowboys, she continued to insist she couldn’t wait to get back to her life in Philadelphia. It wasn’t until the threat against her was verified that the truth came out about her past and a few disturbing mishaps occurred that Greg and Devin had to consider one of their guests was there to harm the woman they’d both grown to care for. It took the guys saving her life, freeing her to return home for Kelsey to realize home really was where the heart was and hers was in Montana with her two cowboys.
Disclaimer: Submitting To Two Doms contains fantasy scenes appropriate for mature readers. Ages 18 and over only! Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual sexual activity.

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Excerpt:

She nodded before lying face down on the padded bench with a cutout for her nose and mouth. With her knees resting on the kneeler and her hips perched on the edge of the bench, the position was surprisingly comfortable. Until her arms were strapped down at her sides with a band over each wrist, followed by a wide strap tightening across her lower back. She yanked on the restraints, an automatic response to the ripple of unease that dulled her initial excitement. The instant anxiety over her helplessness changed with just as much speed to an arousing wave of heat, dispelling her cold panic as much as their deep voices rumbling in her ears.
“Deep breath, Kelsey. You’re all right.” Devin’s no-nonsense order.
“We’re right here, little bit. You’re safe.” Greg’s warmer encouragement.
Hearing both men so close eased the last of her tension while ratcheting up her arousal. “Remember,” Greg continued as she felt Devin move away, “you don’t tell us, we tell you.” He slid his hand down to her skirt and pulled it up. Cool air rose goosebumps across her buttocks as he lowered her panties, exposing her backside to whoever stood close enough to see. “Give me a color.” His hand cracked on her right cheek.
“Green, Sir,” she gasped, no longer caring if she had an audience. The only thing that mattered was having their hands and mouths on her again. As far as fucking in public, that was something she shied away from contemplating.
“Good girl. Keep your head down. Devin is returning with vibrating anal beads. You’ll like those.”
Anal beads? Oh, dear. Just what have I gotten myself into this time? They didn’t give her time to wonder or fret. Fingers spread her cheeks and rubbed ointment around her puckered back entrance before pushing past the tight resistance to grease her insides. She shook as those thick digits pulled out of her and a row of cool, hard, round balls were pressed inside her.
“Relax, baby,” Devin ordered as she tensed against the tight stretching and stuffed-full sensation encompassing her rectum. “Just two more.”
Another push and the fourth smooth globe rolled inside her. Kelsey shook from the last insertion, exhaling her pent-up breath on a whoosh as soon as she adjusted to the foreign invasion. The next ten minutes passed in a blur of painful, stimulating swats delivered across both buttocks with a leather paddle as small pulsations erupted along the sensitive tissues lining her rear channel. Her tormentor’s deep murmurs kept her on edge as effectively as the slow build-up of throbbing, heated pain.
“You pushed for our attention, and now you have it.” Devin caressed one burning cheek.
“And you’ve thanked us for our thoughtfulness by complaining.” She heard the paddle fall on the floor and assumed that was Greg’s hand roaming over her other buttock.
Be careful stating what you want. Kelsey hadn’t been, she knew that now, as she lay bound and at their mercy. She knew they wouldn’t hurt her and knowing the safeword gave her the courage not to use it as they released her wrists and the middle strap and then covered her eyes with a silk blindfold as she lifted her head.

BJ Wane in her own words:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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Theirs To Master by BJ Wane

Get ready to one-click. BJ Wane has released her sixth book in the Miami Masters series, Theirs to Master and the reviews are flooding in. Readers’ comments: “a top notch dark and sexy,” “a super hot book” and “hot chemistry and passion, danger, misunderstandings plus the need to protect makes a very good read.”

She took to their dual control like a fish to water, but had she gotten in too deep to survive without them?

Blurb:
Paige Wilcox has been lusting after the Carlson brothers since the first time she saw the two men enter the cops’ bar where she works.  Problem is, neither man shows her the slightest interest-not until her sister is attacked at a club and they discover Paige posing as a submissive to draw out the assailant.
Troy and Trevor Carlson always found the feisty redhead attractive, but steered clear of personal involvement since she showed no signs of being sexually submissive.  Fear for her safety and a determination to keep her out of their investigation into a serial attacker prods them to insist she complete the terms of an auction contract after they win the bid on her.  Neither Paige nor the brothers are prepared for the streak of submissiveness she exhibits under their dual control.
Paige doesn’t fight her growing need for the two men and the alternative sex they introduce her to, but when they give no hints the feeling is mutual, she despairs of anything coming of the short-term relationship. It takes the reappearance of the man they were after and another threat to Paige to get all three on board with giving a committed, three-way relationship a try.
Publisher’s Note: Theirs to Master is a steamy contemporary ménage romance contains elements of power exchange. While it is book six of the Miami Masters series, it can be read and enjoyed as a standalone.

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Excerpt:

Only sheer stubbornness kept Paige from saying red when Trevor pulled her jeans down.  Her natural inclination to protest this indignity with ‘no way, no how’, fell to the wayside the minute her mons pressed against Troy’s muscled thigh and she looked up to see raw lust and rich approval etched on Trevor’s face.  Then Troy cupped her butt cheek, his calloused palm brushing against her bare skin setting off sparks of pleasure that commanded her attention.  She’d yearned for their attention for months, and now had it in spades.

Few of her lovers ever bothered with ass play, so she’d never imagined that part of her anatomy could be so erogenous.  But the more he explored her buttocks, squeezing then caressing, the hotter she became.  A curl of arousal took up residence between her legs, softening her pussy, dampening her slit until embarrassment forced her to tighten her thighs. 

Closing her eyes, Paige tuned out the voices from the ongoing auction and shoved aside fretting over whether anyone else’s eyes were on her.  The tantalizing caresses eased her into relaxing then prodded her to wiggle her butt and loosen her thighs in a teasing hint to do more, to touch her where she ached.

“I think she’s ready.”

The amused inflection in Trevor’s voice snagged her attention one second before his words sank in.  Before she could register the full meaning of that comment, Troy halted the soothing, arousing strokes of his hand and delivered a sharp swat to rival the one Damien issued on the stage.

Her head reared up in startled astonishment at the abrupt switch from coaxing pleasure to blistering pain.  Before she could say anything, he swatted her again, adding an identical throbbing burn on her other cheek.

“Take a deep breath, Paige, and lie still.  It’ll be over before you know it.”

Shaking her hair out of her eyes, she glared up at Trevor as Troy peppered her buttocks with an array of slaps that robbed her of breath.  “Easy…ow!…for you to say,” she gasped, her mind consumed with the fiery heat spreading across her entire backside and the deep throbbing encompassing her abused skin and spreading to her pussy.

“You should’ve heeded our warnings, and remembered I mentioned consequences if you continued with your harebrained scheme to interfere in my investigation,” Troy admonished without slowing the rapid volley of spanks.

It was hard to think straight, to pay attention to what either man said, but she managed to stick up for herself with a quick rebuttal.  “I don’t take orders from anyone…holy shit!”  Crap but those last two hurt!  “Damn it, I’m not one of your little groupies, willing to let you walk all over me.”  Desperate to deny her body’s heated response and the pleasure inching its way past her resistance to this degradation, she tried to wriggle away from his descending hand, but Trevor reached out and clamped his hands over the top of her thighs.  Between Troy’s imprisoning hand braced between her shoulders and Trevor’s tight told, they left her no choice but to endure and accept her surprising reaction or say red and pay the hefty price tag of ending this now.

MIAMI MASTERS SERIES:

Bound and Saved, book 1

Master Me, Please, book 2

Mastering Her Fear, book 3

Bound To Submit, book 4

His To Master And Own, book 5

BJ Wane in her own words:

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now much prefer being homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

Goldie's Surrender by Felicity Brandon

One of Amazon’s top reviewers calls Goldie’s Surrender, the newest release from Felicity Brandon, a page-turning adult fairy tale. If you’ve read any of Ms Brandon’s books before now,

Blurb:

The fairy tale is true…

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…

In this unique erotic tale, we follow the story of Goldie’s awakening, discovering how the masterful owners of the cottage take her in hand, and offer her a taste of something different – a life where she is cherished, rather than used. For her part, Goldie learns a thing or two about herself along the way, particularly how hot and aroused she finds the shameful spankings she receives at the hands of her dominant captors. But can the pampered princess really give up her life of riches, and surrender to the will of these three strange men, and what will happen when all of their secrets are finally revealed?

Disclaimer: Goldie's Surrender includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

I am on my feet again in seconds, anxiety ricocheting through my body. “Move out of my way!” I demand, my hands subconsciously landing at my hips. “I don’t know who you are, but you have no right to keep me here!”

He laughs gently at my words. “Oh, really?” His voice is soft and taunting, and I notice that one of his dark eyebrows rises into an unforgiving arch. “I am the master of this house, and as such, I would say I have every right to do so. You are the girl who has come here without my knowledge, entered without consent, and caused quite some trouble in the process.”

I find myself biting my lip at his accusations, an annoying habit that I have not fallen afoul of for years. “How dare you!” I cry out, my arms folding in front of my chest. “What are you saying? That I broke into your cottage?” Rage fumes within me, and I am barely able to contain it.

He leans against the edge of the bedpost, watching me with interest. “Precisely,” he replies with a smile.

“What?” I cry again, adamantly. “I’m no burglar!”

His expression changes, and I can see that my tone has shocked him. A flicker of fear resonates through me as I realize I have angered the beast, yet the old indignation resurfaces almost at once. He takes a step toward me, and despite my temper I flinch, jumping backwards to avoid his presence.

“Who are you?” he asks me flatly.

I purse my lips, knowing that I am pouting as I reply. “It is none of your business who I am, now let me out!”

With that I run at him, startling him with my agile reflexes. I make it past him, my heart pounding within my chest as I move, but I feel a large palm at my left wrist, and he catches me with ease. I turn, screaming at him as I struggle against his iron grip. “Let me go!” I shout, “let me go! You have no right to keep me here!”

“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 recognize 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 spiraling 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 cannot 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…”

More about Felicity Brandon:

Felicity Brandon is a #1 international bestseller of erotic spanking romance.

She’s been reading and writing for many years and loves to delve into the psychological intensity of sexual submission. She has written erotic titles in contemporary, historical and fantasy genres.

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Seduced by the Vampire by Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie Fortune is here today with a new book in her Scattered Siblings series, Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf.

Blurb:

After seven centuries, Elias, a former Spartan turned vampire, finds his eternal bride. Seth, Elias’s werewolf half-brother, scents his mate.

Vampire and werewolf loathe each other. The only thing they agree on is that Tempest is their mate – and they’re not sharing.

A prophecy will force Tempest, a twenty-first-century witch, to choose between them. As the half-brothers vie to win her heart, they teach her about spanking, the way pain heightens pleasure, and the joy of multiple orgasms.

A vampire can’t survive without his fated bride. A werewolf dies if he loses his mate. Their future rests in Tempest’s hands. Which one will she choose?

Note: While loosely linked to the Scattered Siblings series, this book may be read as a standalone story

Disclaimer: Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include sexually explicit situations. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. 

Buy links: AmazonLooseIDKoboBarnes and Noble

Excerpt

Accepting Seth’s offer of coffee had been stupid. She knew that now. Eyes closed, she tried to picture Elias. Major fail. Her confused emotions showed Seth cradling her in his arms. She shouldn’t lust after him, not with Elias waiting for her at home.

Seth’s delicious scent—all fast-flowing rivers overlaid with the scent of ripening corn—pulled her in like a lure. His solid muscles made her want to run her hand down his torso. She loved his dimpled smile and kept stealing glances at his tempting lips. Part of her wanted to taste him right back. Damn it, I’m not a sleep-around kind of girl. With Seth, her wicked intentions punched a hole in her good-girl persona.

Determined to resist him, she shoved at his shoulder. Undeterred, he lowered his head toward hers. She ran her tongue over her lips and puckered up for him. Surely one kiss—one tiny taste—won’t hurt. Leaning toward him, she buried her hands in his curls and tugged him closer. He smiled as he moved in for his kiss, a butterfly caress that whetted her appetite and made her greedy for more. Kissing Seth seemed sensual and abandoned, a taste of forbidden fruit she couldn’t resist. Didn’t want to, really. One gentle sweep of his tongue over the seam of her lips, and she opened for him, inviting him into the damp heat of her mouth. Another moan escaped her, soft, low, and desperate. She needed him inside her, screwing her hard.

Pulling back, he cupped her cheek and gazed down at her face. His intensity, his need, and his determination to claim her showed in his eyes. She’d never felt so alive—and excluding last night—so desperate for sex.

As if in slow motion, he lowered his lips back to hers, plundering her mouth for kisses the way a pirate did treasure, and slid one arm beneath her thighs. He rose to his feet and sat her, legs open, on the table. She supported herself by putting her hands behind her as her legs dangled over the edge.

Seth shoved her skirt up her thighs, stood between her legs, and untied the bow on her blouse. The unadulterated joy in his gaze made her think of a little boy unwrapping a long-awaited Christmas present.

Thank the Goddess I’m wearing my raciest bra and panties. Her pulse rate rocketed as Seth kissed his way down her neck and ran his tongue over her breasts. It felt raspy and rough over her skin.

A needy shiver ran down her spine as he slid her blouse from her shoulders and unfastened her bra. She sat with her skirt pulled over her thighs and her torso bared for Seth’s delight. Forgetting everything except the deliciously sinful man who held her with reverent intent, she curled her arms around his neck. He’d protected her in the parking garage, comforted her, and now his lips dominated her into sweet submission. Head spinning, she clutched at his shoulders. Her pussy filled with her intimate juices, and her nipples stood like scarlet beads atop her generous breasts.

“More,” she gasped. “I need more. Make it hurt.”

More about Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae, or BDSM loving dragons. 

Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life - or Kryssie - throws at them.

Kryssie's pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.

Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.

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Question and answers with Kryssie Fortune:

1. What do you like best about writing ménage?

I find ménage difficult, although two of my books, Taken by Twin Doms, and Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf are both ménages. I found it easier the second time around. The best bit is messing with the heroine’s head until she decides she wants the ménage. Then the men can move in.

2.  What usually comes first for you, characters or plot?

Plot. No matter who is in the story or how much sex they have, if there isn’t a great story behind it, I wouldn’t want to read it. The same thing goes for cliff hangers. I dn’t want to read them either.

3. What genre do you enjoy reading?

I’ll read anything. Mostly I stick with romances. Any kind, from Regency, through military, to paranormal. I enjoy the occasional adventure / mystery too.

4. How do you come up with your stories?

I’m a pantser. The best description I ever saw was that a writer has a series of islands to swim to before reaching the mainland. I start with a scene in my head and work out things around it as I go. Oddly, in a couple of instances, the scene I used for inspiration never made it into my book.

 

Her Alien Doctors by Sara Fields

Sara Fields is back today with a brand new book, Her Alien Doctors.

Blurb:

After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.

Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.

The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?

Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Doctors is the second book in the Captive Brides series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

She seriously needed an orgasm.

Dean stared back at her, his hazel eyes dark, commanding and thoroughly intoxicating. Her heart pounded in her throat as she took in the sight of him, his tall form towering over her. He was completely shirtless, and she had to remember to close her mouth as she gawked at him. His muscles rippled as he moved toward her, the shadows and cuts of his figure carved out under the black lights. She could see a black tattoo snaking around his chest and torso and when she studied it more closely, she realized it was a dragon. A smattering of light chest hair made him seem more masculine than ever, if that was even possible. The stubble across his jawline looked darker, more grown in than before. His hair was short, but just long enough to make her yearn to fist her hands deep within it.

If her wrists were free, she would have reached out to touch him, just to see if he was real and not an illusion. He was freaking perfect.

God. She needed to come.

Her pussy clamped down on the chilly empty air as he dragged the crop across her skin. Every nerve electrified as gooseflesh rose all over her body. Her legs trembled from the exertion of keeping herself balanced and her nipples were perpetually hard.

His rough fingers pinched each bud and her back arched into him unwittingly.

His fingers glided across her skin, slowly making their way down to cup her pussy in his palm. She knew what he would find there. Her arousal seeped from her core, coating her folds with her wetness. There was no way she could hide it from him, and there was something deep inside of her that didn’t want to.

Her body was at war with her mind. She didn’t want to like it and she didn’t want him to touch her, but the throbbing need within her spoke volumes louder than her head. The constant flow of blood seemed to pulse just under her skin, heating her to seemingly unbearable levels with her lust.

As he held her pussy in his hand, she couldn’t help but react with pleasure.

“I don’t want you to touch me,” she begged, yet the fight was gone from her voice.

“Yes, you do. I can tell just how much you want it. You should feel how wet your pussy is right now and how hungry it is to be filled with my cock.”

She moaned, his words burning through her like a firebrand. Her body blazed hot, simmering from a tiny flame to a raging bonfire as she tried to control her lust. It seemed near impossible as her need for ecstasy burned within her.

He moved around her and slapped each side of her ass. Her hips rocked back toward him as he spanked her. Her bottom stung a bit but her arousal was too strong, causing her pleasure to soar even higher.

“Please,” she begged. “Please, Master.”

“Please what, Jenny?”

More about Sara Fields:

Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about!  Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.

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A Cowboy's Passion by Anita Philmar

I’m happy to welcome back Anita Philmar who brings her latest book, A Cowboy's Passion, Naked Bluff, Texas series, Book 7

Blurb:

Tess Van Pelt doesn't have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door.  Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.

As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can't keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess's future in the best way he knows how.

Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?

Please note: A Cowboy's Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners. MFM. For adults only NC-17.

Buy links:

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Excerpt:

"And how do you plan to control me?"

He toyed with the knot of her robe, untied it, and shoved the garment off her shoulders. His dark gray eyes fell to the heavy swell of her breasts. A wicked grin played on his lips. Slowly, his gaze lifted to meet hers. "I, like you, have my ways."

She cupped her hands over his shoulders and rose onto her knees. The idea of him trying to bend her to his will enflamed the submissive hunger buried within her soul. Gab had played the part of being a dominant partner at times but never demanded she submit to his will in every aspect of their life. Hell, he had even allowed John to be in charge while they enjoyed each other.

Now, without her husband's protection, Reece appeared to want the job of setting down the rules of engagement. Tess smiled at the thought of the pleasure they could give each other and moved her rock hard nipples to within easy reach of his mouth. "This could be fun."

He tilted his head and rubbed his hands over her ass as if warning her to behave. Naughty thoughts raced through her head. Visions of them together tempted her. "Just as long as you understand I call the shots."

Other Books in the Naked Bluff, Texas series

In Deep Water   Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn't cause any problems...could it? 

In Too Deep   The peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the Trinity River.

Duty's Bride   Can Sadie have a new life or will her old one rear its ugly head?

More Than Ready   Can a determined woman win her heart's desire?

A Cowboy's Pleasure   Does this cowboy want the job he's being offered?

The Country Doctor's Bride   Run from a murder or marry a doctor, which one will she choose?

More about for Anita Philmar

Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.

Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.

Naughty or Nice?

Read her books and decide.

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Bound By Two by BJ Wane

Today I’m happy to welcome BJ Wane with a look at her new book Bound By Two, book 5 in the Virginia Bluebloods series.

Blurb:

After overhearing her husband and doctor plotting against her, Danielle Morrison flees her home in West Virginia. A few weeks later, after finding a place to lay low for a while in Richmond, she ends up stranded in an unfamiliar parking lot one night. Two caring, protective and dominant men come to her rescue then offer her a glimpse into a lifestyle she never imagined would be for her. Soon she can’t resist either man or the sexual exploration they offered her, but will her secrets jeopardize her new relationships as well as her freedom?

Dale Evans and Eli Jackson have been best friends since serving in the military together after discovering they both had a penchant for BDSM and a love of ménage in common. Neither can resist the pull of Dani’s vulnerability, fear and open curiosity about their lifestyle, but their every effort to learn more about her over the next weeks is met with unbending resistance. After learning part of what she was keeping from them, they back away from her in anger and disappointment only to return too late. Will their mistake cost Dani everything, or will they come to her rescue in time to save her from her husband’s threats?

Disclaimer: Bound By Two contains the spanking of adult women, elements of BDSM, power exchange and explicit sexual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

They bundled her up and drove her back to Eli’s loft where they stripped her and tucked her tired, sore body into his large bed.  Dani felt the bed dip then the press of their naked bodies against her sides before drifting off into sleep.  For the first time in ages, she slept the night through, but woke to just one hard, naked body pressing her down into the soft mattress.  She went to wrap her arms around Dale’s broad, smooth shoulders but instead discovered them bound above her head, her helpless state making the decision whether to stay or go easy. 

With a low chuckle, Dale nipped her chin, saying, “Good morning, sweetie.  Do you need the restroom before we begin?”

“What?  Oh, n… no, oh God.” 

Sliding down her body, he grabbed an extra pillow, gave her a one-word order to “lift” then shoved it under her very sore butt.  Watching wide-eyed, waiting in breathless anticipation for his next move, she swallowed audibly when he clasped her right ankle, spread her leg and cuffed it to the bed post before doing the same with her left.  Lying spread eagle with her hips elevated put her pelvis on display, and when he tugged her light curls on his way back up, she wondered if he preferred her bare like the women she had seen at The Warehouse. 

“Fuck but you look awesome spread out like a mouth-watering feast for me to dine on.  Too bad I don’t have much time to drag this out for long.”

“I… I don’t mind… quick,” she managed to get out as he started his feast at her breasts, at first surprising her with his soft suckling.  After feeling how tender her nubs were from the nipple huggers, she soon became grateful for the lighter touches that soothed as well as aroused.

“I’ll go easy, but ever since I watched Eli fucking you yesterday, I’ve just had to have you.”

Be sure to check out the other titles in the Virginia Blueblood series while they’re on sale! (click on the titles for more details & buy links)

Blindsided, Book 1 ($0.99)

Bind Me To You, Book 2 ($2.99)

Surrender To Me, Book 3 ($2.99)

Blackmailed, Book 4  $2.99)

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Dangerous Interference by BJ Wane

BJ Wane is back today with a sexy new romp, Dangerous Interference.

Blurb:

After her sister goes missing, Alena Malloy travels to Blue Springs, Maine—her sister’s last known location—to track her down. As she begins her search, however, Alena’s efforts quickly bring her into conflict with Randy Janzen, the local sheriff, and Nash Osbourne, a Scotland Yard detective involved in the case due to its similarity with a recent disappearance in the UK.

Randy and Nash make it quite clear to Alena that they expect her to avoid interfering with their work, and when she defies them one time too many she earns herself a painful, embarrassing spanking. The humiliating punishment ignites a powerful desire in Alena, and despite her sore backside she finds herself yearning to be mastered more thoroughly.

The two stern, handsome lawmen agree to share Alena, and soon enough she is begging for more. But when Alena’s continued meddling in the investigation puts her life in grave danger, will Randy and Nash be able to protect her?

Publisher’s Note: Dangerous Interference includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

“Am I going to have to put a tail on you for the rest of your stay, Alena?” And by that he meant either he or Nash keeping close tabs on her.

Wanting a little payback, she presented him with a soft smile and drawled with feigned innocence, “Why, whatever do you mean, Sheriff?” Laying a small bite of roll on her tongue, she took her time licking her two fingers before releasing a low, “Mmmmm,” from deep in her throat.

“Bugger it.” This time it was Nash’s turn to swear and Randy sent him a quick look of commiseration before scowling at her again, not that he thought his fiercest glare would do any good. He knew Nash, just like him, was picturing that same satisfaction reflected on her face as he, or they, brought her to climax.

“You keep it up, you’ll force me to up the consequences for your interference. Which would you prefer, my belt or a night or two in my jail?”

Okay, that just wasn’t right. Her body’s instant reaction of a gush of moisture between her legs to that threat was as unnerving as standing too close to the edge of a cliff, a cliff she’d been maintaining a precarious balance on since first setting eyes on those two. Both men made her look twice, which said something; the fact they each made her fantasize and want, made her ache, screamed it. She was in trouble.

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