Thursday, March 31, 2016

#NewRelease #Scifi - Mated to the Warriors - Grace Goodwin

Okay readers! Today I have a real treat for you! This is Grace Goodwin's second book, and her first took the erotica world by storm! So get ready with your one-click finger! You're going to need to read this one!

Book 2
Interstellar Bride Program 

When circumstances leave her with little choice but to volunteer for the Interstellar Bride Program, Hannah Johnson finds herself matched with not one but two mates. Her soon-to-be husbands are warriors of the planet Prillon, a world whose men are known far and wide for their prowess both in battle and in bed.

Following her transport to a starship halfway across the galaxy, Hannah awakens in the presence of Zane Deston, the huge, fiercely handsome commander of the Prillon fleet. After informing her that she is now his mate, as well as the mate of his second, Zane takes it upon himself to supervise as Hannah is thoroughly and intimately examined. Her failure to properly cooperate with the ship’s doctor earns her a painful, embarrassing spanking on her bare bottom, but it is her body’s response to the exam which truly leaves her blushing.

Though Hannah is shocked by the prospect of being shared by Zane and his second, the equally handsome warrior Dare, she cannot hide her arousal as her two dominant mates take their time in mastering her body. As the day of the claiming ceremony approaches, Hannah begins to long for the moment when Zane and Dare will make her fully theirs, but can she risk giving her heart to men who might die in battle any day?

Excerpt (NSFW version): <-- isn't that the best kind? *wink*

“Do you refuse to obey?” Zane’s tone was harsh but the doctor, I could see, was hiding a grin behind whatever odd devices he had carried into the room.

Obey? I could tell that the mighty Commander Deston wasn’t used to being disobeyed, but I didn’t want another stupid alien touching me right now, even if he was a doctor. “I don’t need an exam.”

“You are acting like a spoiled child.”

My mouth fell open. “No, I’m not.”

“I can see that you will need a lesson in Prillon discipline, little one. I had assumed the rules of your submission would have been included as part of your preparations for transport, just as your body was prepared according to our customs.”

Prepared? I frowned and pulled the sheet away from my body and glanced down. I… I had no hair between my legs. None at all. I rubbed my thighs together and it felt… smooth. God, what else had they done to prepare me?

“This must be corrected immediately. Instead of knowing what is expected and obeying, you will be shown what happens when you don’t. You are my mate and as commander of this ship, I must set the example for my warriors. I will not tolerate a disobedient mate.”

What the—

He crossed the room in two steps and ripped the sheet from my fingers. I screeched, but his stoic face was cold and hard as ice, and completely unmoved. Before I could even think about scrambling off the bed, he reached for me. Without any effort at all I’d been lifted, turned, and then resettled face down over his lap with both legs trapped beneath his left thigh, my stomach pressed into his right, and my bare bottom sticking up in the air like a naughty girl waiting to be—

Whoa. Where had that thought come from?

“What are you doing? Let me go right now!” I was mortified. The doctor stood behind me, with a clear view of my ass and pussy. Zane’s legs trapped mine with the force of an unmovable mountain, and his right arm was pressed to my bare back, holding me down.

“You will not disobey me, mate. I cannot allow you to disregard your own health. Nor can I have you running around the ship disrespecting me in front of my crew.”

“All right. I see that you are serious about this. I’m sorry. Just let me up.”

His answer was a loud smack on my right cheek. It hurt.

He was spanking me! “Ow! This is bullshit. Let me—”


The left cheek now stung too and I could feel my face getting red. Rage fueled me as he struck me again and again in a steady rhythm that caused my bare bottom to go from stinging pain with each strike to a constant burn.

To my horror, the burn spread through my body, making me squirm, not with rage, but with a craving for physical contact, for more sensory input, for more. My nipples hardened and my body felt like it was about to overload with sensation as he changed tactics, no longer striking me, but rubbing his huge, warm palm over my tender, heated flesh like he was petting his favorite kitten. So softly, so gently, as if I was precious and fragile. The complete shift made me feel upset and confused.

“Had you remained silent, I would be finished now, my mate. But you cursed at me, and no Prillon warrior’s bride speaks to her mate in such a manner. You will obey me in all things. You will not demean yourself or disrespect yourself by allowing foul language to come from your perfect lips. You will care for yourself as if you were the most precious being alive on this ship, because to me, that’s exactly what you are.”

His caress calmed me, but his words made me even more uncomfortable than I had been before. I didn’t examine the why, just renewed my struggles. I squirmed and shoved with my hands against the bed with all my might, but I might as well have been trying to push a boulder off my back. He wasn’t hurting me, but I couldn’t move.

“For your foul mouth, little one.” He struck again, this time hitting the back of my tender thighs, where they met the curve of my bare bottom. The area was extremely sensitive and the sting of his large palm brought tears to my eyes. He continued spanking my thighs hard, not stopping until tears rolled down my face and I went limp in his arms. I was so confused, so hurt, and I didn’t understand why he would do this to me.

When Zane finally freed my legs, I didn’t try to move. I didn’t know what to do. The stupid doctor was still there, watching everything and I felt lost. All I wanted to do was curl up in Zane’s lap and have him pet me again and talk to me in that soft voice and make me feel like everything was going to be all right.

How could I want comfort from Zane when he was the reason I was so upset in the first place? I was losing my mind.

He rolled me over and repositioned me in his lap until I was exactly where I wanted to be, but never would have had the nerve to ask to be, safe and protected in his big, strong arms. I couldn’t hold back my tears and he held me in silence as I cried, his hand gently rubbing up and down my bare back.

Several minutes passed before my crying turned to hiccups and sniffles. I stopped trying to figure out what was happening to me. I’d been transported halfway across the galaxy, left everything I knew behind and woke up to an alien who’d kissed me senseless, then spanked my bare bottom simply because I’d argued with him and used a curse word.

Now that I thought about the doctor bit, I guess it did make sense. If Zane had traveled across the galaxy to reach Earth, I’d want him to be checked out by a doctor there. I’d be worried about him because I cared. That made sense. Except, how could he care about me at all when we’d just met?

“Are you ready to let the doctor take a look at you? We need to make sure you are healthy and suffered no ill effects from your transport.” His voice was gentle, but there was steel behind the words. I knew if I denied him again, I’d be right back over his lap getting another spanking.

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Grace Goodwin bio:
Once upon a time, a young girl was born into an average, working class family. The wee little girl, convinced she was not an average child but was, in fact, a fairy princess, longed to leave the mundane world behind and live her dreams. She grew up, went to school, and when she'd grown too big to wear tutus and tiaras in public without drawing unwanted attention, turned to writing down her fantasies instead.

Now a bit older, her fantasies have grown to include sexually dominant men who know how to ensure a woman's pleasure. Grace believes all women should be treated like princesses, in the bedroom and out of it, and writes love stories where men know how to make their women feel pampered, protected and very well taken care of.

She currently lives in Oregon where she spends her days writing, and her nights in the arms of her very own Prince.

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Twitter: @luvgracegoodwin

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

#WIPitup Wednesday - A Gift for the Doctor - Sara Fields

Hey Y'all!

I'm back with another dose of WIP it up Wednesday, and I'm sharing the beginning of my next book - A Gift for the Doctor, a direct sequel to A Gift for the King. 

Hope you all like it! I'll be back next week with something deliciously naughty for you.


Morgana squeezed her eyes shut, hoping to wake up from this terrible dream. Unfortunately, when she opened her eyes again, she was still on her back on the medical table, and the strange man gazed back at her, all the while observing her and seemingly evaluating her reaction to him. She narrowed her eyes, suspicious of his every move. They stared at each other, neither backing down.

“Who are you,” she whispered softly, enforcing some false sense of bravado in her voice, when all she felt was fear and something else, rather some sort of feeling that she could only identify as desire, edging up from the tips of her toes.

Her nipples peaked, and she remembered that she was completely naked and bound to some sort of metal examination table. Her thighs quivered at the thought, the metal cooling to her skin. She tried to push that awareness from her mind, so that she could focus on the situation at hand, but the longer he gazed upon her naked body, the more difficulty she had finding her focus.

The man looked back at her, his white lab coat shifting as he leaned on the counter behind him. As he uncrossed his arms, she watched him with curiosity. He was tall, and very large for a man. She knew he probably wasn’t human, but an Erassan, an alien race that inhabited the planet of Terranovum. Many Erassans had different abilities. Some had the gift of mental powers; whereas others had abilities that even she didn’t know anything about. There was something about the deep yellow of his eyes told her this was probably one of those ancient species of Erassan, a mystery to her as to what he was capable of.

He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt under his white lab coat. Morgana licked her lips when she saw that a hint of chest hair framed the V-neck of his collar. The dark fabric did little to hide the bulge of muscle underneath, hugging the sculpted edges of tight chest muscles. His stomach was lean, tapering down to a trim waist. His features nearly oozed strength, confidence, and most surprisingly, dominance. She felt her mouth dry, her body beginning to truly betray her. She suddenly wanted to see what was underneath all that clothing and the thought startled her. All the while, he watched her as she studied him. Strong angles cut his jawline, shadowed by stubble and a soft hint of a smile.

“You can call me Kade,” he said, finally responding to her question. His voice was rugged and firm, yet strangely gentle.



Tuesday, March 29, 2016

#NewRelease - Scarlet's Scandalous Secret - Maggie Carpenter

Check out this new release from Stormy Night Publications! Maggie Carpenter has a hot new book out, and just look at that cover! She sure looks like she has something to hide!!!


Though they were once inseparable, nineteen-year-old Scarlet Fairfax has spurned Richard Portmans friendship since the fateful day when he took her in handand over his kneein an effort to protect her virtue from the unwholesome attentions of a rakish foreign prince. But now, as she faces the potential ruin of both her own reputation and that of her family, Scarlet realizes Richard may be the only man who can rescue her.

When he receives a letter from Scarlet begging for his help, Richard doesnt let the wounds of the past prevent him from rushing to the aid of the girl he loves. He can forgive her for storming out all those months ago and vowing never to speak to him again, but saving her reputation will require drastic action. He must marry her, and with haste.

Scarlet is both shocked and thrilled by Richards proposal, and when he makes it clear he will demand obedience from his bride it merely sets her heart racing faster, but it isnt long before her penchant for defiance earns her a thorough punishment applied to her bare bottom. Yet despite her sore backside, the painful chastisement leaves Scarlet deeply aroused and aching for Richard to claim her properly.

But when the dishonorable rogue who caused all the trouble in the first place returns to London threatening to create further havoc, Richard will have to act quickly to avoid disaster. Will his bold plan succeed, or will Scarlets scandalous secret prove her undoing after all?

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Scarlet felt a warm chill through her entire body. Her bottom was still tender, and for some reason she couldnt fathom, she loved the feeling. All through dinner shed shifted in her seat, but she wasnt doing so because she was uncomfortable, she was doing so because she was seeking out the delicious sting. She wanted to feel the scratchy soreness. It brought on the warm flood between her legs, the flood that came when she was feeling tingly.
She knew later that night, the moment she slipped between the sheets and the house fell into sleep, she would take her fingers into her sacred seam and chase the mysterious orgasm once again. Standing before him, his tantalizing request in the air, she suddenly felt her knees go weak. Raising her arms and placing them around his neck, she pressed her breasts against him, pausing for a moment to enjoy the sensation. Then, closing her eyes, she tilted up her chin and touched her lips against his mouth.
His hands began moving up and down her back, then encircled her, holding her tightly, and she could feel his thigh pressing into the front of her dress, almost rubbing against her womanhood. Caught up in an unfamiliar rush, she found herself kissing him passionately, groping his mouth with her lips, her body writhing against his, and when at last they broke apart she dropped her head into the crook of his shoulder, panting heavily and completely beside herself.
Oh, my goodness, she gasped. Oh, my goodness, I have never felt such a thing.
She heard him let out a deep groan, and as his grip on her loosened, for a fleeting moment she felt his hardness move against her leg.
You are the most precious girl, he breathed, and I am so in love with you. I cannot wait until I see you again, and I shall miss you every second between now and then.
Richard, when will that be? I wish you could just stay here every single minute.
Tomorrow Im terribly busy, but on Tuesday I shall call for you and take you somewhere lavish for lunch.
No, but that is what you will tell your mother and what I will tell my father when I leave the office.
But, if we wont be going to lunch, where will we be going?
Youll see, he said softly, breaking their hug.
Weve been gone far too long, she murmured, but I dont really care. Is that bad of me?
It is, but neither do I, he smiled. Youre right though, we must go back, but I would rather lay you on that couch and plant my kisses all over you.
Richard, I would love you to do that, she bleated. I would love it more than anything else in the whole world.
I see you havent lost your flair for exaggeration, he grinned.
I dont know what you mean. I just say what I feel.
And you feel things very deeply, he smiled, but no matter how deeply you want to do things, we must wait until our wedding night for the act itself.
If you say so, she said sweetly, and I would like that too.
That doesnt mean we cant do other things when were able, he whispered, all sorts of other things, and I will spank you again if I need to. Best remember that.
His threat sent her stomach fluttering, and she immediately began to conjure up some naughtiness so she would find herself back over his knee,

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