Sunday, 24 November 2019

The Vikings are here!

On this weekends blog I'm featuring just one Viking from the Viking Surrender series, but there are a whole horde of them to be found!

Bjorn

by

Jane Burrelli



Blurb

A proud shield-maiden vowing never to be possessed by any man.
A ruthless Viking warrior swearing to tame the bold beauty.
A battle of wills and consuming desire.
But who will conquer who?

A horde of battle-hardened, ferocious Nordic warriors.
A Pictish village at the mercy of its enemies.
A harrowing bargain struck for nine fearful and reluctant brides.

Delivered into Viking hands, claimed and conquered, each bride must accept that she belongs to her new master. But, as wedding nights bring surrender to duty, will fierce lovers also surrender their hearts?

The Highland wilderness is savage, life is perilous, and the future uncertain, but each Viking has sworn protection, and there are no lengths to which a man will not go to safeguard the woman he loves.

Begin the journey here...
Enter a world of suspense, seduction and adventure, told against the forbidding backdrop of medieval Scotland.

Journey together with indomitable heroes and intrepid heroines, as they discover that the raging storms of fear and passion can transform into enduring devotion.

'Bjorn' is one of nine powerfully seductive romances in the 'Viking Surrender' series.




Fancy a little sneak peek to whet your appetite? Here's an excerpt for you.

Excerpt

“I wish to take a bride,” Bjorn said with his usual directness. Brandr stilled for a moment, clearly shocked by the request. Then again, so was Bjorn. Never since his disastrous marriage had a woman captured his interest for more than few nights, until now.
“Who?” Brandr asked, as if dreading the answer.
“Rhiannon.”Brandr let out a bark of laughter.
“Rhiannon?” he scoffed. “She will gut you before the wedding can take place.” Bjorn bristled at the lack of faith to tame his she-wolf, and make no mistake, she was his.
“She is my choice,” he said simply, stretching to ease the ache that still plagued his side.
“You want to wed the woman who tried to kill you?” Brandr said, slowly running a hand over his face. Bjorn sighed.
“No, I wish to wed the woman who would face down a whole Viking force single-handedly.” Brandr grunted, acknowledging the little Pict’s courage, and Bjorn pressed on. “You said I would decide her fate, and I’ve decided,” Bjorn reminded him, steel ringing in his words. He would not be moved from this.
Brandr quietened for a moment, rubbing a hand over his chin, deep in thought. “She is a beauty, but a reckless one,” Brandr conceded.
Bjorn’s rolled his eyes up to the clouds, his patience was wearing thin. “But she will never be an easy wife,” Brandr warned.


About the Author
When Jane realised that the world was not hiring for a ‘sarcastic but benign Supreme Ruler of the Universe’, she decided to put her vivid imagination to good use and create her own world. Affectionately dubbed the 'sex author' by her good friends, Jane can often be found crafting her saucy tales in her local coffee shop, fuelled by copious amounts of vanilla tea. 
Happy Reading!

Amazon Author Page: viewauthor.at/JaneBurrelli

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Hot New Releases and other Fun!

Wow! October already and I'm afraid September was a washout as far as my blog went. 
With Mr Flynn and I celebrating our 20th wedding Anniversary by renewing our vows in what turned into a whole second wedding, closely followed by our 12 year old son spending two weeks in hospital following major surgery, life just got in the way. 
But hey! I'm back this month with three fantastic new releases, a FREE e-magazine and some hot news about the Reader Group I started with four other amazing authors. So where do I start?
Well, let's kick things off with an invitation to join myself, Chloe Kent, Kessily Lewel, Mary Auclair and Libby Campbell for the Grand Opening Party of our Sexy Spanking Authors & Readers group. I'll let the graphics do the talking rather than waffle on here for ages lol 😉

Thursday 17th October 11am - 7pm EST

Join us here: 

Now as it happens, my co-hosts Chloe and Libby both have new releases out this month, as well as fellow UK author Felicity Brandon. And there are also details of the current 'Mom's Favorite Reads' FREE e-magazine, to which I have contributed several articles this month. Here are some sneak peeks at what's on offer 😊

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BLURB:  
The Bychkov Bratva needs an heir. Now. They wanted a girl quickly so they chose an orphanage where no one would ask questions.
They planned to use her until she was pregnant. Instead they got twenty-one-year-old American Starla Anderson. When the Russian Mafia invades the orphanage where she lives, in the middle of the night, throwing the nuns who raised her, into a petrified frenzy, it’s Starla who is chosen as the only one who could possibly survive the Bratva and their demands.
 But in spite of her own fear of the three massive, glowering and scary men, Starla has to think and act fast. With her heart thundering in her chest, her body on fire at their presence alone, she sees an opportunity, something that might help the other girls at the impoverished orphanage at a chance of a better life. She lays out her only condition. Her body for a fee… Except… No one says no to the Bratva.
Publisher’s Note: This reverse harem, dark romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of mystery, suspense, ménage, sensual scenes, adult language, power exchange and a guaranteed HEA. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.  

EXCERPT:
Nikolay could smell her before he heard her. Her scent, which seemed saturated in his mind, lavender and vanilla mixed with that of his brothers.  He couldn’t close his eyes without seeing her. That long lustrous hair of hers, swaying in waves as she spoke, as she took on his brothers, as she fumed like a little angry dragon.
He couldn’t stop his cock from hardening just looking at her, her eyes honeycomb and innocence, her full pink lips. He had separated his mind from his body, something he had had to learn to do and then with the help of his brothers relearned it again. That she made his cock hard didn’t mean he liked her. She just had to stay away from him.
He clutched the ax tightly in his hand, willing the cold to settle his fire. There was something about her that triggered him. He felt as if he knew her. Had seen her before. And she brought out a rage in him he thought he had resolved.
Her presence made the scars on his back, his face ache and they hadn’t ached in years.
 He knew he had to stay away from her. She had to stay away from him.
He knew he wanted to… to hurt her. Out of a need to protect himself. 
He hadn’t had a woman in five years. Had never found one who could harden his cock enough to want to fuck her. His brothers had tried, tried to find that one woman who would break the spell but failed. And fuck, he never even drank much anymore, not as much as his brothers, but he had had to fill his blood with alcohol since laying eyes on her to stop himself from either fucking the daylights out of her… or…


BIO: Chloe Kent has been hooked on romance since her teens and couldn’t wait to grow up and write her own romance novels. Her spirited heroines usually require at least two… sometimes more incredibly hot heroes to keep her happy and that's exactly how Chloe writes them.
Her favorite pastimes include her husband, her dog, and books. Her biggest fear is running out of coffee or her imagination.

Find Chloe here: Blog    Amazon     Bookbub      Twitter


Next up we have:


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Blurb:
When her parents choose a gruff, battle-hardened admiral as her mate and give her no say at all in the matter, twenty-one-year-old Princess Gael does not hesitate to make her displeasure known. Despite her protests, however, her old-fashioned yet undeniably sexy husband-to-be wastes no time in taking her over his knee and baring her bottom for a painful, embarrassing spanking when she defies him during an ancient ceremony intended to celebrate their union.
Fleet Admiral Kai Grenville has no doubt that taming his beautiful, feisty new mate will be a battle, but it is a battle he intends to win. If that means paddling Gael’s beautiful backside bright red with her panties stuffed in her mouth to teach her what happens to sassy mates, then so be it.
Though she does her best to remain indignant about her situation and Kai’s willingness to chastise her as often and as shamefully as he feels it necessary, Gael cannot deny her body’s response to his dominance, and when he claims her the pleasure is more intense than she would have thought possible. But with a plague ravaging their world and Gael’s reckless behavior putting her in danger, can Kai find a way to conquer her heart while also keeping her safe?

This standalone novel has a satisfying ending and can be read as a standalone or as part of the series.

Publisher’s Note: Bound to the Admiral includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Learn more about the planet Devmaer and its sizzling people with the prequel novella Bound to the Past. It’s available FREE for a limited time on Book Funnel Or buy it here: Amazon

EXCERPT
Gael had barely taken two steps when Kai was on her. Taking her by the right hand, he led her to a stone bench, hidden in the shadows of the castle wall. She dug her heels in and tried to resist but he was too strong for her.
“You’ve been asking for this all night.” His voice was as severe as a judge’s.
Gael glanced around, knowing what was coming, horrified at the notion that someone might see. Mild relief that they were alone was short-lived. 
“You can’t—” Her heart raced.
Without another word, Kai sat on the bench and wrenched her over his knees. The force of the man was like being caught in a tornado. Trying to right herself back onto her feet was pointless and her arms wind-milled as he pushed her into position. Her indignant protests were ignored, and she breathed in shallow gasps.
Bouncing her from one knee to the next, he easily lifted her half-raised skirt above her waist, arranging her gown for his convenience. Then he grabbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them down around her knees with a single yank. Immediately the cool evening air brushed Gael’s exposed posterior. Angry, humiliated, and unexpectedly aroused all at the same time, she pressed her thighs together, hanging on to the last shred of modesty left to her.  
“Are you a spoiled brat?” Kai asked, drawing small circles on her bottom with one hand. His other hand anchored her in place.
Gael stayed silent, hoping that rendering her helpless would be enough for him. He was so tall that when she was suspended over his knees, neither her hands nor her feet reached the ground. She was completely and utterly under his control.
“I asked you a question.” Kai punctuated his words with a stinging smack.
Gael winced more in disbelief than pain. It didn’t hurt much but it was so loud, she wondered if it could be heard in the Great Hall. If anyone saw her like this, she would die of humiliation.
“I could behave better I suppose,” she said almost inaudibly.
“That is an understatement. So here’s your first lesson in obedience.” Without further ado, he continued the spanking in earnest. 
One minute Gael was trying to process how the concept of her obeying anyone had come into her life. The next minute a rapid volley of smacks fell on her naked cheeks, making her unable to think of anything but how soon this horror show would end. 

So for an extra little treat, here's a little intimate Q&A with Libby as she answers a few questions about her new release!

This series seems to be darker than anything you’ve written before. Is it a new trend for you?
Yes and no. The series does have more sex and BDSM play but, like all my books, the erotica is underscored by caring relationships that build to great love.
I enjoy tracing the evolution of power-exchange relationships founded on trust, trial and error, love and laugher.

What was your inspiration for Bound to the Admiral?
In 2018 my husband and I toured the Washington and Oregon coasts. I fell in love with the beautiful lighthouses that dot that coastline. They were all so different but symbolized hope and safety to ships at sea.
Plus they kind of reminded me of tiny castles and I love princess stories. Before I knew it, an entire series was shaping in my imagination and demanding to be written.

Does this book have a playlist?
I rarely play music when I’m writing but one song I listened to a lot while writing this book was Rachel D’Arcy’s song Dance for You. I love the line “I won’t dance for anyone, but I will dance for you.” It’s Gael’s song! It’s available here: Amazon.
I also watched a lot of belly dancing by the amazing Cassandra Fox. 

What is the best part of writing?
When a reader enjoys a book enough to review it! It says we connected and that’s the greatest satisfaction a writer can have.

What is the hardest part?
Trying to convince my husband that I’m not writing instruction manuals. 
I read all my books aloud to him because he is a supportive listener and has an excellent memory for details that are easy to trip over as the narrative grows.
He laughs in all the right places, and tenses in the action scenes, all of which is encouraging in the moments of self doubt that plague every project.


Libby Campbell in her own words:
My romance novels feature strong, self-reliant women and the powerful men who love them. Romantic by nature, I write the stories I want to read: those that feature a spicy power exchange and deliver a sting in the tale.
Canadian by birth, I also lived in Australia for a couple of decades. While living there I overcame my aversion to saucer-sized spiders and, as a condition of marriage to my Aussie Prince Charming, I swore a lifelong allegiance to the Melbourne Football Club. 
Then family called and my husband and I packed up and moved. We now live on a rocky island on Canada’s West Coast, close to beaches that once were frequented by smugglers and rumrunners.
My passions are reading and writing. I adore all animals and love hiking, beachcombing, and an occasional night of dancing. 

Connect with Libby here: Newsletter   Blog   Facebook   Pinterest

Now, regular visitors to my blog will know that I've been involved with the Mom's Favorite Reads e-magazine for quite a while now. This month is the children's edition so take a look. It's not often you get something of this quality for FREE! 

You can download FREE, right here:

There's something for everyone with articles, special features, activities, lifestyle, young writers section and lots more!

Last, but by no means least, we have:

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BLURB:
I met Jared online. 
Despite having a family, I wanted to feel alive.
I wanted the fantasy.
But I never counted on one thing: Daddy.
A Daddy who takes control.
A Daddy who always gets what he wants.
A Daddy like Jared.
He'll make me his property. 
And I'll let him consume me.

So there we have it! Four very different selections for this months blog as well as Q&A with the lovely Libby Campbell and all our reader group party details. Don't forget to join us on 17th October where all todays featured authors will be taking part and snag yourself a chance to win a generous $50 gift card as well as many other prizes and giveaways ❤️

Saturday, 17 August 2019

One year on!

Guess what? It's been a whole year since my first book was published by Blushing Books. 
I've come a long way since the first book in the Club Risqué series was launched with Fool's Desire. 
In fact this week sees the release of Club Risqué Book 6 - Captive Heart. This is Micah's story, and I know it's been eagerly awaited by a lot of readers, since we have seen quite a bit of Micah in the previous books, as he is the manager of Club Risqué. I hope I've done him justice, but I have to admit, he is my personal favourite of all the characters I've written so he has a special place in my heart.   

Captive Heart
Club Risqué Book 6
by
Poppy Flynn


Universal Link: mybook.to/Captive_Heart

Blurb:
What is a psychologist supposed to do when a bruised and battered woman literally falls at his feet, unconscious, right outside the BDSM club where he is the manager?Micah Flynn is torn. He feels drawn to Melody and wants to protect her from the horror she has escaped from. The trouble is he’s well aware that he has a bit of a saviour complex and is not convinced about Melody’s motivation, either.
Melody has been held in captivity for years. When she finally manages to escape, she offers herself to Micah as his slave because being a slave is the only thing she knows how to be. Haunted by his past, the last thing in the world Micah wants is a Master/slave relationship, but reluctantly, he takes on the role of Master, in name only, until Melody is able to think for herself and stand on her own two feet.
Melody’s feelings for Micah grow as he shows her the first true glimpses of human kindness and respect. The trouble is Micah insists that her feelings for him are simply born of gratitude and refuses her advances in the moral belief he would be taking advantage of her.
Is it possible for the two of them to make the transition from slave...to love?
 And what will happen if Melody’s captor discovers where she is?

Publisher's Note: This contemporary romance contains themes of power exchange and graphic scenes. If this is offensive to you, please do not read it.


Excerpt:
"Okay," he sighed, looking down at where she was curled up in his arms like a trusting little kitten. "It's clear that we need to have a frank and honest chat and get a few things straightened out and work on those misconceptions of yours and maybe a few that I might be guilty of harbouring myself. Are you up for that?" 
She looked up at him with clear, guileless eyes and nodded solemnly. 
"Right," he huffed resolutely. "First of all, yes, I do feel obligated to help you, but that doesn't make you a burden," he insisted. "I would help anyone in a similar situation if it were within my power to do so, and I have no trouble admitting that it would make me feel good about myself in doing it. That's just the way I'm wired. I like to help people." 
"So I'm nothing special then," she determined gloomily, looking away from him again. 
"Stop it!" Micah chastised. "You are special. Everyone in the entire world is special in their own unique way. Well, with the possible exceptions of ass-hats and dickwads," he countered, drawing a reluctant smile from her as he'd intended. "That aside, I can pretty much guarantee that if you had been a drunken bum or a minor, I would certainly have approached things differently. You are here because it seemed like the right thing to do under the circumstances." 
She relaxed into him once again, laying her head on his wide chest and toying absently with the buttons on his shirt in a way that was really quite distracting. A hard-on was one thing he could really do without for the duration of this conversation, but if Melody didn't stop squirming around on his lap and running her fingers idly across his chest, that was the way things would end up going! 
Micah adjusted himself surreptitiously and ploughed ahead, determined to keep his mind from wandering in a direction it really shouldn't go in, despite the provocation. 
"As far as not wanting you for my slave, you're right..." He felt her flinch and stiffen and pulled her up to face him, cupping her chin in his hands so she couldn't look away. "But that has nothing to do with you or your value or the way I feel about you. It is simply a dynamic that I do not want to endure. I don't want someone in my life who can't think for themselves. I don't want to shoulder the entire responsibility for another person's day to day existence. When I'm in a relationship, I want it to be autonomous and I want the other person in that relationship to care for me as much as I care for them. And I want them to show that care and do things for me because they want to, not because I've told them to. I want unexpected intimacy and surprises and thoughtful little things that make me realise I'm appreciated for who I am, not because I'm a master who has ordered it!" he insisted passionately. 
Micah eased back, realising he had let his emotions on the subject run away with him. He felt like he owed her an explanation for them, a small one, anyway. 
"You're not the first person to want this from me, and it's not the first time I've balked at the idea." 
"It's not? Really?" she asked earnestly, searching his eyes. 
"No, I had a girlfriend who wanted the same."
"What happened?" Melody asked tentatively. 
Micah shrugged. "She left me," he replied bluntly. It wasn't something he liked to talk about. "She felt I couldn't give her what she wanted so she found someone whom she thought would." 
"Is she happy now?" Melody asked shyly, curious, her forehead wrinkling as her eyes widened in what...disbelief? Disbelief that Sara had left him without trying to compromise or disbelief that he hadn't wanted what Sara had offered, the same thing she had offered. 
"No," Micah bit out, withdrawing his hands and looking away. "She's dead." 


Another exciting thing to happen this week was that myself and five other amazing authors, Kessily Lewel, Chloe Kent, Libby Campbell and Mary Auclair, decided to get together to start our own reader group. We would love for you to come and join us at
  
Sexy Spanking Authors and Readers


And the excitement doesn't end there! Oh no, on top of all that I have exciting news of not one but TWO book signings that I am taking part in. Admittedly, they're a little way off yet, but it's all added up to make this one heck of an anniversary week.

First up we have the Shenanigans Book Signing, taking place on April 4th 2020 in Telford, Shropshire, UK. You can get your tickets here: https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/shenanigans-in-telford-book-signing-tickets-61940204820

The following year, on November 20th 2021, I am going to be signing at Creativity in Birmingham at the Ramada by Wyndham, Sutton Coldfield, UK. Tickets for this should be going on sale at the beginning of September. But you can be sure, I'll post a link in here when they're available.

Who knows, after that, maybe I'll manage to get across the water to take part in one of the wonderful signings in the US. It's definitely on my bucket list.

In the meantime, why not join me and many other great authors for some online fun. I am taking part in several release parties over the next few weeks, so here are some dates for your diary:








Saturday, 27 July 2019

From Mountain men to Vikings - it's all HOT!

Hello everyone. 
On my blog this weekend we are straddling the centuries, but you can guarantee that the men will be just as hot, regardless! Whew!

First up we have Chloe Kent with her new release:

A Baby for the Mountain Men

by

Chloe Kent



She was promised to the mysterious mountain men in order to have their baby. Now they’re ready to collect their reward.

Twenty-one-year-old Soraya has lived almost her whole life under the shadow of being promised to the mysterious men in the mountain – a deal struck in return for saving her father’s life. Now the time to present herself at their door has arrived. 

For Soraya, this means going from the sheltered, friendless, cruel and unloving care of her grandmother to an equally daunting and strange situation in the eerie mansion hidden deep in the dark mountain. There are rumored to be hideous monsters gracing the dilapidated castle-like house, but nothing prepares Soraya for when she meets the three men determined to extract their repayment in full.

For the sake of her father, she’ll pay the debt, then she’ll start living the life she was meant to live…until their bold, immodest examinations and hot intimate discipline leave her quivering and questioning everything.  Shrouded in the darkness is a devastating secret that will leave her entirely undone.

Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary reverse harem romance contains elements of mystery, ménage, and power exchange and is intended for those who like things a bit naughty. 


Already interested? Buy it here:

Barnes & Noble: https://bit.ly/2Gv9b7K

Here's a little sneak peek to whet your appetite. I don't mind telling you that I've already purchased my copy and I can't wait to read it!     

Excerpt:

They weren’t wasting any time. Logan took his place behind her now. “Lean down, hands on the desk at all times. Move them and you’ll be sorrier,” he told her then flipped her skirt up to her waist and because she was standing so far from the desk, the bundled-up fabric rested in the curve of her lower back. He then pulled her panties down to expose her backside and her cheeks flamed in embarrassment. 
She thought about something snarky to say but every thought fled the instant Logan brought that riding crop down across her buttocks. He didn’t even give her a breather before he delivered the second which burned right through to her soul. 
“You will receive twelve strikes,” he issued and struck her again. Oh God. The third was too much. She sprang up and put her hands behind her to protect her flaming ass. “Hands back down and don’t do anything that stupid again,” Logan said softly but the threat was so clear in his voice she did two things. She obeyed and felt her pussy pulse between her legs. “And for that you will have the uncomfortable task of wearing a butt plug for a whole week,” Logan said further. 
What? A butt plug? How deranged were they? Wait, there were plugs for one’s butt? 
“I’ll get one tomorrow,” Noah offered. She didn’t need to look behind her to know Logan nodded his approval. “And if you continue to be rowdy during your punishment, my brothers and I will have no problem of immediately finding anything in this house that may suffice as a butt plug. Understood?” 
She couldn’t. She just couldn’t anymore. But she nodded as he continued to whip red stripes into her flesh. The entire scope of her feelings running through her, left her disorientated. She was scared, and utterly angry, in searing deafening pain and wholly aroused.

Chloe Kent: 
Writer of Romance. 
Sometimes a sassy heroine needs more than one hero.
Reverse harem and happily ever after spanking romances!

Find her here:

Now, our second treat for today's blog takes us back a few centuries. How do you fancy some rough, tough Vikings?
Well, you're in for a real treat with this box set, because there are not one, not two but a whopping nine Viking stories for you to drool over in this great value anthology.


This delicious set of all-new Viking romances is available for a limited time at the heavily discounted price of 99p/99c.

Available on Amazon, Kindle Unlimited and also in paperback.
⬇️ Get it here! ⬇️

NINE CONQUERING REASONS TO SURRENDER

Filled with action and suspense, this summer’s hottest beach read comes in the shape of Vikings!

Battle-hardened and broad-chested, with arms strong enough to sweep you off your feet, these warriors are pure muscle, with shoulders built for carrying you to bed. 

Congratulations to the nine authors who've created this shared-world series of supreme alpha hotness: Ashe Barker, Lily Harlem, Felicity Brandon, Gianna Simone, Vanessa Brooks, Sassa Daniels, Sky Purington, Emmanuelle de Maupassant and Jane Burrelli.  

A tiny Scottish settlement at the mercy of its enemies.
A harrowing bargain struck for nine fearful and reluctant brides.

Delivered into Viking hands, the brides of Achnaryrie now belong to their conquering masters but, as wedding nights bring surrender to duty, will fierce lovers also surrender their hearts?

The Highland wilderness is savage, life is perilous, and the future uncertain, but each Viking has sworn protection, and there are no lengths to which a man will not go to safeguard the woman he loves.

Against the forbidding backdrop of medieval Scotland, join these indomitable heroes and intrepid heroines as they discover that the raging storms of fear and passion can transform into enduring devotion.

Finally, have yourselves a wonderful weekend and watch this space  because Club Risqué Book 6 - Slave to Love (Micah's story), is due for release in mid August. 🙂

Sunday, 14 July 2019

New Releases & Sneak Peaks

Well, my latest release is now live on Amazon and also available in KU. This is Club Risqué Book 5 - Trinity's story.

Friends with Benefits


When she was young and naïve and had foolishly believed that wishing on stars would be enough to grant her deepest desires, Trinity had spent years in a 'non' relationship as a 'friend with benefits,' believing that Christian would one day be ready to make things official. But reality reared its ugly head and instead, he broke her heart when he told her he wanted to move on with someone else.

With both his business and personal life out of control and disintegrating around him, Christian had been completely up front and honest about the fact he didn't have the time or the resources to dedicate to a relationship, and Trinity had insisted she understood and accepted the situation – only to be blindsided when he revealed that he'd fallen in love with someone else.

Years later and eons wiser, they find each other again, but can things be any different the second time around?

Publisher's Note: This steamy, contemporary second chance romance contains themes of power exchange.

Get it here with this universal link! 


Here's a little excerpt to whet the appetite 😉
The kiss turned passionate and incendiary. Christian tightened his hand in her hair and kept her head immobilized while he devoured her mouth, his tongue plundering and demanding. Conquering. He bit at her lips and then soothed with his tongue, he nipped at her jaw and again behind her ear before finding his way back to her mouth and continuing his passionate onslaught. He ground his pelvis into her softness and Taryn whimpered, seeking to rub at the ache of her own desire in an effort to ease the aching need she felt. 
She was ready to climb up and clamber all over him when he finally broke the kiss. “Goddamn it, this isn’t right Tara, he groaned, his voice catching. “I want you. And God knows, I really needsomebody right now, but I don’t have anything to offer in the way of a relationship, because the truth is that I’m so wrung out from Dad’s death that there’s nothing left to give.” 
He heaved a tortured sigh and started to disentangle himself from her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this. I just want to feel close to someone physically, I need to remember that I’m still alive, but that’s no excuse for mauling you like I’ve turned into some kind of rabid animal.”
He sucked in a shuddering breath. “Forgive me, Tara, I shouldn’t have done this to you,” he whispered. “I’ll let myself out and go and find someone who knows the score. I hope I haven’t ruined your birthday for you,” he finished soberly, his forehead pressed against her own and his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Taryn wasn’t sure which emotion hit her the hardest. The fact that he had come so close to making all her lustful fantasies come true, the fact that he wanted no strings sex without any kind of relationship, or the fact that he was about to go out and find someone else to sate those heartfelt needs. She even overlooked the fact that he continued to call her Tara.
Ultimately, it was the thought of Christian with another woman that spurned her into making a choice that would end up having repercussions on her life for many years to come. The idea of him loosing himself in another woman’s body, even if it was just a temporary interlude of meaningless sex, had the green-eyed monster inside of her rearing its ugly head and messing with her brain so much that she just couldn’t see past it.
“The only thing that will ruin this birthday is if you walk out of that door after twisting me up like that, only to leave me hanging,” she panted. He looked like he might argue, but Taryn ploughed on. “I know what’s going on in your life better than anybody else on this earth. I know exactly what you’re having to deal with both on a business and on a personal level. I understand all of the restrictions on your time and all of the constraints on your allegiances and I have first-hand knowledge of the entire depth of your commitments. I already live with them, Christian. I’ve lived with them for almost the past two years and I’ve been your escort for the past nine months because I understand all of those reasons. You’re my closest friend Christian, and anything which is within my power to grant, I will do for you and if that includes being a warm body in your bed so that you can lose yourself for a little while, then I’ll do that too.”
Christian was quiet for the longest time and the silence was becoming so drawn out it was getting awkward. 
Finally, Taryn took a step away from him and tried to surreptitiously blink away the tears that were starting to prickle behind her eyes. 
“I guess it’s my turn to apologize now,” she said stiffly, turning toward the front door to open it for him. “I didn’t mean to overstep the mark.” The words faltered, and she cleared her throat when they came out as more of a croak. “I hope this won’t affect our friendship.”
But it would, wouldn’t it. How could it not?
Taryn had just reached out to turn the door handle when there was a flurry of movement behind her and, in the next second, she was whirled around so fast that her head spun and Christian had her pinned against the smooth wood of the door, his hard body pressing into hers and his breath hot in her ear.
“You need to be sure about that, Taryn. Because if we do this, then there’s no turning back and I’m just selfish and desperate enough, right now, to take that gift and keep it and use it over and over again. Not just tonight, but tomorrow night, and next week, and next month. This won’t just be a one-night thing sweetheart.”
Taryn’s heart almost beat out of her chest as he offered as close to what she wanted as she was ever going to get…for now at least. The fact that he wanted more than a one-night stand had her heart and her hopes soaring. It was a start. Maybe not ideal, but enough for now. His pain would heal in time and his mother would become less clingy and dependent. The company business would be less demanding once everything settled down again and Christian would gradually get his life back. She could be patient and she was already prepared to wait. She’d been waiting all this time, after all, with much less to show for it than a physical relationship. 
She was a virgin and she wanted her first time to be with someone she loved. She didn’t think she would ever love anyone except Christian. 
And he had remembered to call her Taryn. Of all the cautions and concerns he had warned her of, that was what she took away with her. That was what stuck in her mind because it must surely be a sign.
“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life,” she whispered against his lips.


Also, this weekend I'm featuring Christina Mandara's new release. Get ready for

Flames
by
CP Mandara


Blurb

I’ve been left in the hands of a monster. He’s beaten me up, torn my flesh to ribbons, and tried to steal my soul – but even though I crave death, my body refuses to die. 

Just when I begin to think that there is no God, an angel arrives to save me. Now it’s James Leveritt against Alain Dumortier with my life riding in the balance. I’m in love with both of them, but I’ll need to kill one if I want to survive.

The stakes have never been higher.


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Gliding forwards, silent and deadly as a panther, I continued on my path until I was standing right before them. Clearing my throat loudly, I waited for the happy couple to acknowledge my arrival.
   Lois was the first to do so. “Fuck,” she spat. Springing away from Adie, she brought her hand up to her mouth as if to wipe away all evidence of their kiss. That immediately drew my gaze up to her face, where I focused on her beautifully swollen, red lips. Slowly, very, very slowly, my eyes reached hers. 
   "Hello, darling," I purred. 
   “You’re supposed to be in Paris,” she whispered shakily, his fingers twisting nervously around her throat. 
   "My board meeting for tomorrow was cancelled, so I got to come home a day early. Lucky me," I drawled. My eyes switched to Adie, who was now backing away from me in order to make his escape. I curled my finger forward, beckoning him towards me, to let him know that wouldn't be an option. 
   “Have you met my wife, Lois?” I asked the question pleasantly enough, but for those that cared to listen, there was an undercurrent of menace in my tone.
   “I didn’t know she was married,” barked a now very uncomfortable Adie.
   All eyes in the room now circled us like greedy vultures, watching and waiting for the first casualty. People were so predictable.
   “That is generally what a wedding band is for, isn’t it?” I asked, holding Lois’s hand aloft in the air, to demonstrate that she was indeed wearing my ring.
   Adie swallowed tightly. His eyes nervously fluttered upon the glinting gold on Lois’s finger. 
   “I didn’t look,” he stammered. 
   “I can see that. Perhaps next time you’re in the same position, you’ll make a point of doing so,” I suggested, to which he nodded heavily. Of course, he wasn’t going to get off that easily.
   “Meanwhile, I need to figure out what to do with you and my wife. Clearly, you both need to be taught a lesson.”
   “What’s your excuse by the way?” I said, turning towards the beautiful temptress that was now looking a little green around the gills. “Did you forget that you were married? Is this a temporary spell of amnesia that I should be worried about?”
   She began backing away from me, too. “I think we should go home,” she said eventually, inching closer towards the door. 
   “Do you think you’ll be able to explain it better there?” I said it quietly, but by this time there wasn’t a sound to be heard in the room bar our little disaster unfolding.

Hope you enjoyed this weekend's offerings. I'll be bringing some Viking tales next week, all things being well, since I'm going to be at Great Ormond Street Children's hospital with my 12 year old son, Logan, who is going in for surgery on 19th July and has to stay in for 2-4 weeks afterwards. Rest assured I'll have plenty of reading material with me to keep me occupied! 
Then, when I get back in August, I have my next new release scheduled, so watch this space for Micah's story, Slave to Love ❤️