Erotic romance

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Theirs To Master by BJ Wane

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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.

Buy links: Amazon │Blushing Books

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.

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The Master by Ashe Barker and Katy Swann

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This is my week for author collaborations. Today Ashe Barker and Katy Swann are here with their book, The Master.

Blurb

After her long-time taekwondo instructor passes away suddenly, Jodie Price is certain her dreams of Olympic glory have been dashed, and she is thrilled when bold, handsome coach Dylan Atkins offers his help. But Dylan’s training regimen will be more rigorous than anything Jodie has experienced before, and she quickly discovers that he is a firm believer in strict discipline.
When she is caught drinking in defiance of Dylan’s rules, Jodie soon finds herself sobbing and promising to do better as she is thoroughly paddled. Dylan’s stern correction arouses her deeply, however, and it isn’t long before he takes her in his arms and masters her completely. But though his skilled, dominant lovemaking leaves her utterly spent and satisfied, will Jodie trust him enough to tell him the truth when a powerful sponsor tries to use their romance to blackmail her?
Publisher’s Note: The Master includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

“It’s just you and me. And the business end of a paddle, obviously.”

Buy link: Amazon – free on Kindle Unlimited

Excerpt (ages 18+)
The deal settled, Dylan glanced about and spotted a vacant spanking bench a few yards away. He offered her his hand, and she took it.
“House safewords, okay?” He gestured to Jodie to assume the position on the bench.
“Red, yellow, green. Yes, that’s fine, Master Dylan. Do… do you want me to undress?”
Dylan seriously doubted that, once out of that dress, she’d be going back into it any time soon. “What do you have on under it?”
“Just a thong, Sir.”
“That’ll be fine.” He was already pushing the boundaries. He had no intention of touching her. A thong would preserve some sliver of modesty whilst offering no protection from his paddle.
He waited until she was draped across the top of the bench, then crouched to secure the cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Given that she wanted this spanking, the restraints weren’t needed for practical purposes, but she’d mentioned she enjoyed being tied up, so why not?
“Comfortable?”
“Yes, Master Dylan. Thank you.”
He peeled back the scrap of red latex that purported to make up the skirt of her dress and rolled it up to her waist. The thong beneath was made of bright red satin and disappeared between the rounded cheeks of her delectable ass. He could just make out the darker patch between her thighs that betrayed her arousal.
Good. That makes two of us.
A selection of spanking implements was displayed on the wall behind the bench. Dylan already had a good idea what he intended to use but took his time over making his choice. His little newbie sub would benefit from the wait. Eventually, he lifted down a paddle made of polished wood. It was of medium weight and would deliver a resounding, heavy stroke, more of a thud than a slap really. It would make plenty of noise, and he knew that would add considerably to the experience for Jodie.
“This is going to smart, but you’ll be fine for practice on Monday. That’s almost three days away.”
“Th-thank you.” She clenched her buttocks in anticipation as he took up position behind her.
“Ten strokes. You can count them if you like.”
“Only ten?” She shifted on the bench. “I usually manage more than that.”
Was that a note of disappointment in her voice? Dylan grinned. She’ll learn.
“We’re dealing in quality here, not quantity. Ten will be ample, I assure you.”
“Oh, but—”
“Are you ready, Jodie?” He tapped her upturned buttock with the flat of the paddle.
“Yes, Sir. I’m ready. I… Oh!”
She let out a satisfying squeal when he dropped the first stroke across her right cheek. The outline of the paddle bloomed in bright red across her creamy skin.
Pretty as a picture, he thought.
“Are you counting, Jodie?”
“What? Oh, yes. One, Sir.” Her voice was considerably less even now, her breath coming in short, quick pants. Oh, yes, she would most certainly learn.
He shifted slightly and raised the paddle again.
Jodie yelped, shrieked, writhed in the restraints. This will be a memorable lesson, he reflected as she counted out the next three strokes, whimpering between each one.
He spread the spanks evenly across her buttocks. Each cheek now bloomed beautifully, her gorgeous globes clenching and quivering as he selected his spot for the next slap.
The sound made by the paddle was sublime. A swift whistle as it whooshed through the air, then a deep, resonating thud when it connected with her flesh. From her squeals and grunts it was obvious Jodie appreciated the finer qualities of the implement; in particular, its ability to deliver a serious and memorable lesson with little in the way of aftereffects.

About Ashe Barker
USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

About Katy Swann
Katy lives in Kent, UK with her husband, three children and three cats. She writes erotic BDSM romance with a strong emphasis on Dominance and submission. Katy explores both the emotional and sexual elements of D/s, with Doms that are firm but caring and submissives that are strong and feisty. 
She loves the 4 C’s: cats, chocolate, champagne and coffee. When she’s not writing she spends her time as a glorified taxi driver for her children and even finds time now and then to indulge in her interests, which include Tai Chi, dance, music, aviation and reading. 

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N.E.R.D - Naughty Erotic Romance Doms

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As soon as I saw this book – N.E.R.D. – Naughtly Erotic Romance Doms – I had to buy it. Look at the collection of writers who have contributed to it: Felicity Brandon, Golden Angel, Morganna Williams, Sassa Daniels, Rue Raven, Jack Crosby, Katie Douglas. 

General Blurb:

Eight hot doms bring the action in this geeky extravaganza of intelligent, Machiavellian and highly-skilled men who aren't afraid to take control.

In this collection of short stories, we explore the N.E.R.D. in all the usual settings you'd find one. From comic-cons to classrooms, to even alien spaceships, we bring you the N.E.R.D. in his full glory. The action is hot, the situations charming, and the men -- they are total N.E.R.D.s.

Disclaimer: Intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include spanking adult women and explicitly sexual situations. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. In other words: bring a sense of humor, a bacon sandwich and a fan because it's going to get hot in here!

Individual blurbs:

Cosplay Connection by Golden Angel

Cosplay Connection - when Diana’s bestie dragged her to speed dating at her local convention, she wasn’t expecting the Dark Knight to come sweep her off her feet.

Alien Online - nerdy and awkward, it’s easier for Kerry to talk to men online - but when she agrees to meet one in real life, he’s not at all what she’s expecting.

Zoe’s Impetus by Felicity Brandon

I love biology, but botany is fast turning out to be the bane of my life, and Professor Neil's the poster boy for it. The content of the module is so dull, I’m struggling to keep on target, but Professor Neil is offering me a unique olive branch. Can his unconventional techniques help me make the grade?

Elise in Wonderland by Sassa Daniels:

For intellectual snob Elise, signing up to speak at a video games convention was her first big mistake. Setting her sights on an arrogant wannabe dom was the second. Drawing the attention of her real-deal dominant colleague--well, that might just be the best mistake she’s ever made.

The Mugged and the Restless by Morganna Williams:

Lacey's nerdy boss Jasper barely seems to notice she exists. Then Lacey gets mugged and suddenly she has almost more of Jasper's attention than she can handle.

Walking Disaster by Rue Raven

Grace is brilliant at her job. Unfortunately she’s less than brilliant at life, which is why her new boss is lying on the floor moaning after meeting Grace and a door at the same time. Grace needs a firm hand to keep her focussed – but first Jake has to stay conscious long enough to deal with her!

Of Demons and Nerds by Jack Crosby:

Just when you thought it was safe to go to a comic con... Derrick Grimm (aka the horseman, Death) and his former Lust demon girlfriend, Roxanne, show up. In this wacky adventure, you'll meet all sorts of characters who tend to get themselves into some pretty sticky situations. With this many bad apples in one place, a good many someones are due to get spanked!

The Doctor’s Companion by Katie Douglas:

I was already having a bad day when my son got kidnapped by aliens. Then a man in a scarf stepped out of a red British phone box and everything changed. He calls himself The Surgeon, and he thinks I can save the world by knitting, but how can that be possible?

Buy link: Amazon

A few excerpts to whet your appetite:

Excerpt from Zoe’s Impetus by Felicity Brandon:

“Get the book please, Miss Kellam,” he commands.

I hesitate for a moment, amazed by how my body responds to the order. My nipples stiffen into small peaks beneath my sweater, and I’m more than aware of how wet my panties have become. What the hell has happened to my socially inept botany Professor? He’s usually so quiet, so reserved and so obsessed with his plants, he barely resembles the alpha-male now sitting waiting for me to answer him. I eye the man furtively, my gaze rising over his unblemished skin to his waves of dark hair.

Whatever it is that has happened to Professor Neil, I like it.

“Miss Kellam?”

I leap at the sound of his voice, my heart racing out of control at his impatient tone.

“The book?” he repeats in a curt tone.

I move, skipping back to my original place to collect the thick, hardback version I had attempted earlier. Grabbing it, I head back to where he waits, presenting it to him like a naughty school girl awaiting her headmaster’s verdict.

“Good,” he replies, smiling at my response.

I know he’s patronising me, and a part of me despises his tone, but the weight of my arousal is so great that I ignore it. The professor is toying with me, and for some reason I freaking love it.

“Well done, Miss Kellam,” he says. “You’re going to need the book, not me, so I suggest you keep it.”

“Okay,” I whisper, gripping the leather cover between my fingers. I shift my weight, watching him watching me, as my heart pounds inside my chest. “Where should I read, Professor?”

Neil’s eyes narrow, his gaze rising up the length of my body until it meets mine. “I have found that certain ladies increase their focus once they’re over my lap, Miss Kellam.”

And there it is. He says the words so casually, as though he’s reading a shopping list, and it takes me a few seconds to register their meaning.

Over his lap?

My eyes widen as the term resonates. I’m shocked, aghast at his suggestion. Why would I be over the lap of one of my lecturers? And yet, as the anger washes over me, there is something else. The simmering need his dominant display has brought out in me begins to burgeon, threatening to boil over, and something about the idea of being over his lap makes it peak.

“Your lap?” I say, my voice sounding distant to my own ears. “W-why would they be over your lap?”

I know the answer—of course, I do. There is only one logical reason that anyone would be draped over someone’s else’s body. But somehow, I have to hear the words out loud…

“Impetus,” he tells me with a smirk, his blue eyes penetrating me with relentless force.

Excerpt from Elise in Wonderland by Sassa Daniels:

Elise had barely made it twenty yards across the parking lot before Ian caught up with her. He took a firm grip of her arm and swung her around toward him. Her deliciously soft, pliable body collided with his hard, muscular frame. Only as she seemed to register how closely he held her did she tense up. Before she could react, to make whatever empty protest her rational mind had thought up, he lowered his mouth to hers. Signaling his intention to possess her, body and soul, he branded her with a scorching kiss. As he pressed his lips insistently against hers, she opened to him. She tasted like the sweetest, most succulent fruit and he knew he would never get enough of her. A groan escaped from somewhere deep inside him as her body melted against his.

This was everything he’d imagined it would be, but he had to put a stop to this before he lost all control and ended up fucking her in the middle of the parking lot. She deserved more respect than that. As he pulled back from her, he couldn’t resist a victorious grin as Elise whimpered at the loss of contact.

“Don’t worry, princess, I’m going to give you what you need,” he said as he cupped her cheek with his hand and ran his thumb over her soft, smooth skin.

“And what is that?” Her tone was challenging, and she seemed to doubt that he knew what she truly desired.

Ian leaned in close to whisper in her ear and could sense the shiver of delight that ran through her.

“I’m going to punish you,” he promised. “I’m going to spank your naughty little ass and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you will never forget you’re mine.”

Excerpt from Walking Disaster by Rue Raven:

Grace had hurried home, miserable over her latest disaster.  There was only one thing that could make her feel better when she was in this state.  She stretched out on her bed and settled back to enjoy a good, hard session of ice-cream eating.  This was definitely a double choc moment, with the chocolate chips.  It was starting to work its magic when the phone rang.

She reached for the phone, upsetting the ice cream onto the bed.  As she grabbed to try to save it she knocked two books, a glass of water and a packet of biscuits off her bedside table.  Lunging to grab them, and missing entirely, she knocked the ice-cream onto the floor.

 As Grace miserably juggled the flying items, only spreading the disaster further, she heard her answering machine kick in, "Hi, this is Grace, I can't get to the phone right now so please leave a message...."

 "This is Jake Maslin.  We met today at work.  Twice.  I intended to discuss certain matters with you, but you left too early this afternoon for me to speak with you.  Please be in my office at nine am sharp on Monday morning, and we will settle a few things then."

 From the terse tone of his voice, it wasn't going to be a comfortable interview.

 Grace huddled on her bed as the double-chocolate slowly melted onto the carpet. Some things are beyond the power of ice-cream.

Excerpt from The Doctor’s Companion by Katie Douglas:

“The Prezondians are taking all the children of Earth. Look.”

Leanne looked. “Evan!” she shrieked. She tried to step out of the phone box, seemingly ignorant of the concept of gravity, and the Surgeon hauled her back in.

“No.”

“I have to get to him! He’s my son!”

Then, to the Surgeon’s immense surprise, she kissed him on the lips. It felt good. Sparks of warmth filled his mouth as her firm lips pressed against his. She knew what she was doing. He’d never been with a human woman in her mid-thirties, before, and now he realized what he was missing. She was an incredible kisser.

As the moment spun out, his cock began to grow hard and he groaned. She was showing no signs of stopping. Eventually, but extremely reluctantly, he grasped her shoulders and pushed her away. She stared at him with her mouth open like a baby whose candy just got taken away.

“No. You don’t want this,” he told her.

“Yeah I do!” she replied.

“No, listen, it’s the gas. The Prezondians released gas into the air. Remember? They’re trying to keep everyone distracted. I’ll move Verity onto their ship so we can get to the bottom of all this.”

He went to the console and pressed some buttons. Leanne followed him, and put her hands in the back pockets of his pants. He inhaled sharply and tried to stay focused.

“Are you saying there’s some sort of dangerous, sexy, seductive gas in the air and you still don’t want me?” she asked in a husky but slightly disappointed voice.

“I’m immune. Must be my alien metabolism.” He almost barked his response because she’d moved her hands into his front pants pockets, and now it was difficult to breathe because she was stroking his cock through the thin lining of his pockets.

“Cock. Verity’s not working. The Prezondians must have done something that’s affected her, too. I need to use your wool to fix it.”

“Why do you need the yarn?” She continued stroking through his pockets.

“Are you serious? Some of the best technological developments in the galaxy are made from knitted yarn! There are entire spaceships made out of it with the ability to fold time and space around them.”

She leaned in and nuzzled his neck. “You know, a better answer would have been to tell me you wanted the yarn to tie me up with,” she pouted.

He raised a brow; she was so determined. He smartly grasped her wrists and pulled them out of his pockets. “Maybe I’ll tie you up and spank you when this is all over. Show you what happens to women who can’t take saving the planet seriously.”

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Fool's Desire by Poppy Flynn

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Today I’m pleased to welcome new Blushing Books author Poppy Flynn to my blog, with her new book, Fool’s Desire.

Meet the members of Club Risqué and follow their D/s exploits as love worms its way into even the kinkiest hearts.

Blurb:

As a bubbly art student, Daisy Kidde embarked on a BDSM relationship that ended in tears.

Eleven years later, she has reinvented herself as the aloof finance director, Desirae Harper, but the past threatens to catch up with her and turn her quiet, reserved world upside down when her company is threatened with a takeover bid and the dominant Joel Blackwood walks back into her life.

Can she resist him or will the old Daisy return, threatening her new, quiet life?

Publisher's Note: Fool’s Desire is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include spanking adult women and explicitly sexual situations. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. 

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

Thwack! The blunt ended fronds of the soft suede flogger skittered against the taut skin of her softly rounded buttocks. The air displaced again, this time a prickling on the backs of her tanned thighs as they swiftly bloomed a dusky pink under repeated, expertly placed blows.

Daisy's unruly mop of dirty blonde corkscrew curls dampened as sweat and desire slickened her petite, curvy body and her breath hitched. The flogger rained across her sensitised skin, but not a single, audible sound passed her lips. Arms and legs unbound as her torso stretched across the plush spanking bench, she remained statue still, concentrating her mind to allow her body to absorb the blows without so much as a flinch because that was what Joel required. That was how he had trained her.

Her stomach clenched as he changed direction and landed the flogger's strands at the apex of her spread legs, causing her reddened thighs to quiver and her bare pussy to gush as the tiny pinpricks of pain morphed into ribbons of pleasure.

Despite her libertine surroundings and the licentious audience in the dimly lit Club Risqué, Daisy did not view Joel as her Dom nor see herself as his submissive. He was simply her boyfriend. She loved him beyond measure, and she would do anything for him. She did do anything for him; she did this for him and she strived to be as perfect as she possibly could because it made him happy.

As Daisy began to float in what she privately referred to as her 'happy place', she was dimly aware of the change of sensation. The deeply massaging fronds of the flogger were replaced by the sharper, pinpointed strike of the crop. Slap, slap, slap, slap…the noise rang rhythmically in Daisy's altered state of consciousness as if from a distance. Joel maintained a steady but swift pace across her increasingly sensitive behind as he played out a pattern of rosy splashes, branding her smooth skin, up and down, side to side, never overlapping.

Daisy could feel a prickle of need spreading up her spine, a sultry perspiration blooming at the back her neck, a treacherous warmth mushrooming in her abdomen as Joel aimed the crop between her legs and skilfully targeted her clitoris. Slap, slap, slap, slap, Daisy gritted her teeth and screwed up her eyes as she fought to internalise all of her raging lust and desire in a desperate battle to stay as still and as quiet as Joel always demanded while her clit hardened and peeked from behind its protective hood and each smart of pain transmuted into an insidious pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her senses as her body begged for the forbidden release.

More about Poppy Flynn:

Poppy Flynn was born in Buckinghamshire, UK and moved to Wales at eight years old with parents who wanted to live the 'self-sufficiency' lifestyle.

Today she still lives in rural Wales and is married with six children.

Poppy's love of reading and writing stemmed from her parents’ encouragement and the fact that they didn't have a television in the house.

"When you're surrounded by fields, cows and sheep, no neighbours, no TV and the closest tiny village is four miles away, there's a certain limit to your options, but with books your adventures and your horizons are endless." – Poppy Flynn

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His To Master by BJ Wane

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The lovely BJ Wane is here today with her latest book, His To Master, another book in her highly successful Miami Masters series.

Sean agreed to Alessa’s request for guidance, but could she handle what she’d asked him for?

Blurb: The first time Sean Bates saw Alessa Alexander at a BDSM club without one of her friends attending with her, he didn’t approach her or interfere, deeming it was none of his business.  The second time, his protective, dominate instincts forced him to confront her, and then offer his professional counseling for her needs.

Alessa’s desire to turn herself over to a man’s full control kept her from believing she’d ever enjoy a long-term relationship like her friends recently committed to.  When she gets up the nerve to ask Sean Bates to tutor her in her unorthodox fantasies, the first scene he devises leaves her aching for more of his strict control, but worried about keeping her feelings uninvolved.

Past heartbreaks kept Sean and Alessa leery of hoping for too much from their agreed upon temporary relationship.  Between escalating problems with an ex at work and her insecurities, Alessa runs from Sean before she ends up hurt.  But it doesn’t take her long to realize how much she wants him and his strict discipline, enough to risk the height of humiliation to earn his forgiveness.

Disclaimer: His To Master is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include spanking adult women and explicitly sexual situations. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. 

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

He sat down but she resisted the tug on her hand with an uneasy glance toward the closed door.  “But, here?  What about your receptionist?”  Oh, God, she’d never be able to show her face to the older woman again if she heard what he planned to do.

“Barbara has left for lunch.  “We’re alone in the suite.  But make no mistake, Alessa.  There will be times I’ll tell you to do something with others present and giving up control means you either comply or walk away.  Now,” he yanked harder on her hand and sent her sprawling across his lap, “quit stalling.  Unless you have a different preference, red will be your ‘stop’ safe word, and if you say it, our agreement ends.  Period.”

She didn’t have time to assimilate that remark, or the cold chill she experienced when she thought of walking away from him.  Being placed over his hard thighs like a recalcitrant child was hard enough to take in, but then he lifted her skirt and her automatic response was to throw her hands behind her, a futile attempt to preserve a modicum of dignity.  “Wait!” she cried in panic over him baring her big butt.

“No.”  Sean pushed her hands down.  “Grab my leg if you have to, but don’t bring your hands back here again or I’ll swat them as well.”

Why that sounded worse than having her bottom smacked, she didn’t know, but didn’t hesitate to grip his muscled calf and brace herself for this humiliation.  Her plain white bikini panties came down next and the cool air wafting over her exposed flesh drew a shiver down her bowed spine.  With her bare buttocks the only part of her anatomy on display, Alessa had never felt so vulnerable, but the slow caress of his hand over her quivering cheeks soothed her anxiety.  His casual, soft exploration worked to loosen her tense muscles even though she still held her breath, waiting for that first slap.

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.

Connect with BJ Wane:

Goodreads

bjwane@cox.net

http://bjwane.blogspot.com/

https://twitter.com/bj_wane

https://www.facebook.com/bj.wane

https://www.instagram.com/bjwaneauthor/

Some of the (many) other books by BJ Wane:

MIAMI MASTERS SERIES:

Bound and Saved, book 1

Master Me, Please, book 2

Mastering Her Fear, book 3

Bound To Submit, book 4

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Abducted by Sara Fields

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HOT ALIEN ALERT! Woot! Sara Fields is here today with the next installment in her Vakarran Captives series set in the Celestial Mates universe. Abducted has been out less than a week and it’s racking up more top reviews every day.

Blurb:

Mya escaped before the Vakarrans took over Earth. She's hidden away at the Celestial Mates Dating Agency for years, thinking she was safe from their grasp.

Only now, the Vakarrans have found her. And they're going to take her.

Own her. Share her.

And rule her world completely.

Please note: Abducted may be read and enjoyed as a standalone Vakarran Captives spin-off, set in the Celestial Mates universe! This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies intended for adults only.

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Excerpt:

“Please don’t,” I begged.

I don’t know why I said that. I wanted it. I didn’t want it.

My brain was a mess of confusion. Pleasure and anger were at war with one another inside me. I’d come into this room convinced that I was going to be raped, beaten and brutalized. But instead, they were setting my body on fire with pleasure.

Hadn’t expected that. I’d never expected to be punished in such a manner.

I’d been prepared for cruelty. For pain and anger. I thought they’d hurt me, beat me to within an inch of my life and force me to take their seed. I wasn’t prepared for pleasure like this.

It was unnerving. And amazing.

I didn’t know what to do.

Even now, sitting down before Talor, I could think of a million ways to wrap my legs around his neck, cutting off his air supply and escaping from the four of them. But I did nothing. I couldn’t convince my limbs to move, to fight back as Talor’s tongue snaked around my clit. Touching me, teasing me. I quivered under his strokes.

A few moments later, Dex appeared with some sort of robot on wheels. It was a small, cylindrical rolling computer of some kind, comprised of black, red and grey colors. It followed him into the center of the room and his dark gaze met mine. The promise in his eyes shook me to the very core. My pussy clenched with excitement.

I shuddered.

He lifted an arm and crooked a finger towards me, beckoning me to come to him. Almost as if that simple movement had its own gravitational pull, I was drawn to him.

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More about Sara Fields:

Sara Fields is a USA Today Bestselling author of romance with a proclivity for kinky things, especially those centered in the HOT, NAUGHTY and DIRTY realm. If you like romance, science fiction, fantasy, menage, age play, pet play and other kinky filthy things, you will enjoy her books.

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#Saturday Spankings - the first time

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To paraphrase Elton John, Saturday’s alright for spanking. Thanks for joining me and the other writers on the Saturday Spanking blog hop.

My excerpt is from my latest book Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If her outrageous behavior made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperate woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

In this scene, she had just accepted Lachlan’s offer to help her get her life on track.

Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rehabilitating feral, frightened creatures, intends to take her in hand.

He’s about to spank her for the first time.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

“Take off your jeans and panties. Now. Then assume the position. Don’t make me ask you twice.”

Ingrid took off her clothes, laying her jeans on the sofa, topped with her small black panties. She was glad she’d shaved her mons that morning. It was almost naked but not in a trying-too-hard or a knew-we-would-get-here way.

His eyes dilated as he looked at her. He cupped his hand over the mound. His forefinger explored between her folds. She moaned.

He chuckled. “Seems like you’re ready for more than a spanking. Let’s get on with it. First, the preparation stage.” He helped her kneel with her round bottom cheeks pointing toward the fire. As instructed, she rested her head on the ottoman, facing him.

As much as the heat from the fire stirred her desire, she hated the sense of being on display, ready for his inspection, whatever that might involve. Her emotions cartwheeled between hunger for the spanking and a conflicting, deep sense of shame for wanting it.

He stayed crouched beside her, stroking her hair. “Do you know why you are being spanked tonight?”

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To Wed a Werewolf by Kryssie Fortune

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The always entertaining Kryssie Fortune returns today with her book To Wed A Werewolf.

Blurb

Sylvie's more human librarian than half-blood Fae princess and she definitely prefers books to men. Then, she learns her unwanted Lykae fiancée is marrying someone else. If she doesn't stop the wedding, the Fae will resume the border war with the Werewolf nation. A high-handed Lykae security guard blocks her every move, and when her plans go awry, she's kidnapped, stripped, and bound for his pleasure.

Caleb the Cold, King of the Lykae, will do anything to make his younger brother's wedding special--even pretend he's a security guard and kidnap his brother's former fiancée. Punishing her is pure pleasure, until he realizes she's his mate. Now he needs to woo the woman he's tormented to the edge of madness, but is it too late to claim her heart, and make her his?

Disclaimer: This book contains spankings, bondage and discipline and other sexual activities. These are fantasies only, intended for adults. Strong stuff but worth it. If such subjects offend you, please do not buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon │ Amazon UK

Excerpt:

Caleb ran the strawberry over her lips, and her hunger won out over her bravado. Just as she was about to sink her teeth into the sweet fruit, he pulled it away and took a bite. Her glare condemned him more than any words, but he just laughed and offered her another. When she ate from his hand, the delicate touch of her lips on his palm made him crave her mouth on his cock. He’d never thought feeding a woman could be such a sensual treat.

His inner wolf growled when she turned her head away, but he stood back and studied her boyish hips and firm, round breasts. “Now you’ve eaten my strawberry, I should feast on yours.”

He watched her eyes widen in mock innocence; then she shook her head and tried to back away—not that she could when the rope held her wrists firmly in place. Caleb dropped to his knees before her, ran his hands up her inner thighs, and nudged them apart. She tried to keep them closed, but he shook his head and pushed them back open before he buried his tongue in her cunt. His natural wolf settled immediately, concentrating on pleasing its mate, but its hackles rose when she played innocent and tried to step out of reach.

He punished her with a resounding slap on her ass, but his natural wolf growled and tried to break free. Even his primal wolf form wanted to protect her—from himself. She squealed in surprise and excitement, but her panties were already damp with desire—for him. He laved her sweet-tasting pussy until she thrashed and writhed in her bonds, then shoved her panties aside with his tongue and sucked on her clit.

He lifted his head and growled, “Mine.”

Her eyes glazed, and her body trembled, but he backed off before she could come. She shivered at his every touch or lick, and her nipples had pearled into sweet strawberries just like the one he’d fed her—and Gods, he needed a taste. He loved how her hips undulated against him and her breath caught in her throat.

“Please,” she begged, “I can’t take any more. Just let me come.”

She looked wicked, wanton, and desperate, so beautiful his resolve melted like ice cream on a sunny day. Surely his Fae princess would surrender soon. He was a warrior who understood the battle of the sexes—and he was an alpha wolf who never lost a fight.

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.

Connect with Kryssie Fortune

Website: http://kryssiefortune.wixsite.com/Kryssie

Blog: http://kryssiefortune.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/KryssieFortune

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Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO

Other titles by Kryssie Fortune

Scattered Siblings – a series of standalone paranormal romance

To Wed a Werewolf

To Break a Warrior King’s Curse

To Mate a Werewolf

To Seduce an Omega

Claimed by the Vampire, Seduced by the Werewolf

Heroes of Westhorpe Ridge - a series of standalone romances featuring former soldiers

Marriage, Mobsters, and the Marine

Sex, Scandal, and the Sheriff

Desire, Deceit, and the Doctor

Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier

Standalone Romances

Dominated by the Dragon

Taken by Twin Doms

One Knight Stand

Giving it up for the Gods

Wickedly Used

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#SaturdaySpankings - the schedule

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Welcome to the Saturday Spanking blog where every week we look at who is in the naughty corner.

I hope you enjoy this excerpt from my latest book Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If her outrageous behavior made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperately unhappy woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

In this scene, she had just accepted Lachlan’s offer to help her get her life on track.

Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rehabilitating feral, frightened creatures, intends to take her in hand.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

“I’m going to spank you tonight. That much you’ve figured out already, right?” Lachlan asked, although it wasn’t really a question.

She nodded hesitantly.

“What you may not realize is that I consider your problems, your bad behaviors, to be long term, entrenched habits that can only be broken and rebuilt over a period of time, with regular and consistent correction.”

Ingrid froze. “Period of time? What does that mean? What is consistent correction?”

“The initial period will be a month. For the next four weeks you will be spanked at least once a day.”

Ingrid gasped. “No!”

“Yes” Lachlan kissed her neck.

With his warm lips caressing her skin, her determination to resist him weakened. She protested feebly, “That’s too much.”

“It’s barely a start, considering some of the things you’ve done. The spankings aren’t the only important thing. Far more important is your submission. That will tell me that you know you need to change, that you consent to my direction for the process.”

“At least once a day?” She hated the timidity in her voice.

“Once a day to pay for old sins. More than that for new offences. You’re lucky. Today you’re only going to be punished for today’s wrongdoing.”

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Her Match Her Mate Her Master by Vanessa Brooks

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Vanessa Brooks’s first book, which is also her latest book is coming out soon. I want to buy Her Match Her Mate Her Master just for the promise of that sexy title. The book has been re-edited and had some spice added to the exciting adventure that begins in America tsravels to England and returns to America.

She has met her match – in more ways than one!

Blurb:

A shrewd, rugged American travels the Atlantic Ocean to England he is to meet a beautiful spoiled aristocratic girl.

This epic tale begins in Georgian England then travels back across the wide Atlantic Ocean into the wilds of America.

A couple mismatched?

Yes.

Are they attracted to one another?

Oh yes.

An adventure that begins with a tempestuous honeymoon and ends with ship wreck. A Lady unsuited to the rigors of the wilderness is kidnapped by natives.

Does this story end well? Read it for yourself and find out!

But most of all buckle up and enjoy this rollercoaster of a read!

Disclaimer: Her Match Her Mate Her Master is intended for adults only. Spankings and other sexual activities represented in the book are fantasies only, intended for adults only. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking or other sexual activity or the spanking of minors.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt: He admired her gorgeous hair, a pool of gleaming copper. Soft, silken, tendrils trailed like fire over the creamy mounds of her breasts, nipples taut, exposed to his carnal gaze. He ached with the need to mate her; she was irresistible, ravishing. Standing, he peeled off his clothes, turning to face her, his manhood pulsing stiffly from his groin.

“Look at me, wife,” he commanded. She gazed at him, never having seen a man naked before, she was fascinated; her eyes devoured the sight of his tumescent hardness that testified his desire for her. How proudly it jutted, long and thick. Were all men made so, she wondered. Her eyes travelled down his long powerful legs, covered in whorls of dark curling hair, the plain of his flat stomach, the wide, well-muscled chest, coated in the same dark hair. Her gaze took in his broad shoulders and strong biceps. Linnet’s gaze finally settled on John’s lean face.

Disconcertingly, he watched her beneath those hooded inscrutable grey eyes, his stare unwavering. As he moved purposefully towards the bed she shyly, nervously, shifted over to accommodate him. He gathered her into his embrace, kissing and caressing her. He began to stir her passion once more. His deft fingers worked their magic, her furrow quivering, slickly plump with desire. He slowly moved above her, this time she parted her legs unconsciously welcoming,   he guided himself to her waiting cleft.

With a thrust, he drove into her yielding channel, she lifted her hips, bucking, meeting thrust for thrust, needing him.

“Now,” he whispered hoarsely, “now... you see, you are mine.”

More about Vanessa Brooks:

International bestselling author Vanessa Brooks lives in Sussex England. She has a lifelong love of history, most especially English and American. She has written a couple of western tales, one notably for the Red Petticoat series which was such a huge success in America. Her Georgian series, Masterful Husbands, set in the 1700's has also proved highly successful both sides of the Atlantic.

Vanessa’s novels are generally historically based; she has a knack of bringing an authenticity to the era in which her novels are set. Vanessa carefully researches each time period and strives to ensure that any historical facts she uses are correct.

More importantly, she likes to write an entertaining book for her readers to enjoy. She includes passion, adventure, romance and domestic discipline, de rigueur within the eras of her popular novels.

Connect with Vanessa Brooks

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/450003.Vanessa_Brooks

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