I’m absolutely thrilled to announce the release of EVERSONG, Book Four in my Midnight Playground vampire series! I’ve had so much reader mail about Ever, my favorite vampire! Of course I still adore Aleron and all the others, but something about Ever just gets to me-and to my readers, too, apparently. We’ve all been waiting for this book and it’s finally here, so I had to find a big way to celebrate! What better way to do it than by talking to Ever himself? Without further ado, here he is, my darling, wicked Ever.
Eden: Thank you so much for coming by the Smutketeers blog to talk with us today. What would you like readers to know about you?
Ever: Anything for you, my pet. I do love that you describe me as wicked. There is something wicked about vampires. I don’t mean intrinsically evil. We are not creatures from hell, as some may think-we are simply different. But it is more about our body chemistry than any spiritual matter. We are wicked by nature only in that we are more primitive, primal beings. We have an enormous lust for all things sensual, and that basic, animal nature means we don’t fight the powerful urge to pursue our desires, whether it’s for blood, decadent luxuries, or sex. Especially sex.
Eden: If you’re going to wink at me like that I’ll never be able to think straight enough to finish this interview! Where were we? Oh yes, the sex. You vampires are pretty open-minded when it comes to sex.
Ever: Sex is every bit as necessary for us as blood. Moreso, perhaps. I can go days without blood, but sex…only in the greatest depths of my lassitude have I gone even a day without the divine pleasures of the flesh, and that has happened to me only twice in my very long life. Sex for vampires is purely uninhibited. And pure in that we don’t see it as anything taboo, nothing connected to shame or inhibition. There is something beautiful in that kind of sex. I think it’s something mortals experience all too rarely.
Not all of us are prone to the more extreme kink, but many of us are, including myself, as you may have noticed. Again, I believe it’s that primal nature. And when you’ve lived for a few hundred years-or more, as in my case-it takes something a bit more extreme to keep us entertained. I don’t see that as a bad thing, do you?
Eden: Absolutely not. In fact, it may be one of my favorite things about you. But then, you are one of my favorite things.
Ever: Come over here and whisper that in my ear, my darling Eden.
Eden: You really don’t want me to finish this interview, do you?
Ever: Would that be such a bad thing?
Eden:You are a bad thing!
Ever: You say that as if it’s something to be ashamed of. But you just said you like that about me.
Eden: (fanning self) Um…maybe we should get back to the interview?
Ever: Certainly.
Eden: Why don’t you tell us a little about your book, EVERSONG?
Ever: In EVERSONG I meet Mercy and Deo, a pair of fledgling vampires who were both created in an unsanctioned manner, Mercy by the rogue vampire Gauis, and Deo, in turn, by her. The Vampire Council, whom you’ll meet in this book, must decide if Mercy and Deo are to be punished for their crimes. I don’t believe they should be punished, and take them under my protection. And I swear it is not only because I find them both so exquisite, so irresistible. They are great beauties, both of them. But you will see that for yourselves…and how we hunt the evil Gaius, even as he hunts Mercy.
Eden: You mentioned the Vampire Council. What can you tell us about them?
Ever: These are the vampires who helped me create the Council and the Midnight Playground clubs all over Europe, and many of them will eventually have their own stories. They are a diverse group, all of them beautiful in the way vampires always are. I believe the first of Part Two in the Midnight Playground series will be Ramsey’s story, and his is a tragic tale which began several centuries ago in New Orleans, and ends in Madrid.
Eden: I can hardly wait to start writing those stories, but I have several books to finish first. While we’re waiting, maybe we should take a small peek at EVERSONG.
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT (you won’t see it anywhere else until you read the book!):WARNING-X-RATED!
Mercy smiled, and Ever turned onto his back. She raised herself onto her arm, leaned in to kiss him softly on the mouth. She drew back to let Deo do the same. And felt lust squeeze deep in her body, cunt and belly and breasts, watching their mouths join.
“Ah, seeing the two of you kiss… I’ve never seen anything like it,” she whispered in awe. “Never seen anything more erotic.”
Ever smiled even as he pressed his mouth harder to Deo’s. He reached for her, his hand finding her breast. He squeezed her nipple hard, making her gasp, making her laugh. Deo growled, pulled his mouth from Ever’s.
“Come here, love.”
She moved in, kissed Deo’s soft mouth, her body going hot all over. And absolutely soaking wet when Ever slipped his hand between her thighs.
“You’re more than ready,” he said.
She pulled away from Deo’s mouth, looking into his ocean eyes as she answered Ever’s question. “Yes.”
“But you need more.” Ever suggested.
Without taking her gaze from Deo’s, she said, “I want to see the two of you. I want to see Deo’s beautiful mouth on your cock.”
Ever laughed. “So do I.”
Deo grinned at her, and she sat up on her knees to watch as he knelt next to Ever’s beautiful body, which was all sleek planes and angles. Deo bent his head, his dark curls falling over his cheeks. He stroked Ever’s long, pale cock with his fingers.
“Suck me, Deo,” Ever commanded.
Deo licked his lips. Her pussy clenched as he leaned in and took just the swollen tip of Ever’s cock between his lips. Ever groaned softly.
“Ah, God,” she murmured.
Deo lifted his head. “Is this what you wanted to see, Mercy? Ever’s cock in my mouth. Down my throat?”
His blue-green eyes were sparkling. His own cock was a thick shaft of rigid flesh between his muscular thighs.
“Oh yes. I want to see you take command of him. To see you render him helpless with desire, as you do to me.”
“Ah, you two will kill me with desire,” Ever moaned. “Come and kiss me while he gives me head, my lovely Mercy.”
Ever reached for her as Deo bent to his task once more. And as her mouth met Ever’s, his lips and breath, that unearthly combination of cool flesh and wet heat, she went loose all over. He tasted like eternity. Sex. Deo’s flesh and her own. It was intoxicating. His tongue was pure silk against hers. His teeth grazed her lower lip for a moment before he bit.
The first drop of blood on his tongue and she felt it like a shock—that connection once more, as strong as it had been when they’d all been fucking. She felt Ever’s pleasure as Deo swallowed his cock. The great pleasure Deo took in Ever’s stony flesh. Ever’s hand working at Deo’s cock in long, hard strokes. Their sensations merged, became her own. She felt it like some sublime heat blossoming between her thighs.
She moaned, opened her thighs, and without her asking for what she needed, Ever’s other hand moved over her wet cleft. His clever fingers found the hard nub of her clit and pressed, rubbed, pinched.
She panted into his mouth. He pinched harder. At the same time, Deo’s hand found her breast, tugged hard at her nipple. She came apart all at once, came in a sharp torrent of sensation, gasping into Ever’s open mouth. He kissed her harder, pinched her clit harder, until the pain was nearly unbearable. But unbearably sweet at the same time.
Her head spun as her climax thundered through her. From some distant place she heard Deo cry out, felt the pulsing of his cock as he came in Ever’s hand. And still he sucked on Ever’s cock. As Ever finally came in a hot spurt down Deo’s throat, she tasted the salt and sugar of his vampiric come. And saw into his past.
A woman with golden hair falling in rippling waves around her full hips. She turned, and Mercy saw her face—heart-shaped with high, rounded cheekbones. Flawless. Beautiful. Except there was a strange light in her eyes that were the gray of a storm-tossed sea.
She smelled the salt, then. Looked beyond the woman and saw a ragged line of cliffs that let into the ocean.
“Ever,” the woman said.
He moved to join her.
Vérún
His love for her filled her heart. Her mind, as he joined her at the mouth of the cave. Together they stood as the sun sank and the sky went dark. He held her in his arms, her naked breasts pressed to his chest. He was hard for her. Yearning for her. She lowered her head to his chest, bit into the flesh below his nipple, and he cried out as she drank. He saw her darkness. It filled his head even as his cock swelled.
Need to be inside her. To have her. To keep her safe.
Keep her with me…
Vérún.
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CONTEST! To enter, visit my website and look at my other Midnight Playground books, then tell me either which cover ~or~ which blurb is the most enticing to you. You’ll be entered to win copies of any two of the winners choice of my Samhain e-book back list (you can see them on my website or on my Samhain page) ~and~ a $20.00 Amazon or B&N gift card ~and~ a copy of my Midnight Playground prequel short, EVER: THE TURNING! I’ll choose a winner and announce it here on the night of Monday, October 10th, so be sure to check back! (**Note: I’ll be traveling that day, so if I’m late, blame Ever-he won’t mind. *G*)
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You can buy EVERSONG now! Samhain Publishing * Amazon * B&N *
Hello, Smut-world! I’m Vivi Andrews and I’d like to thank the rockstar-goddess Smutketeers for having me around today to celebrate my new release – the lion-shifter sexiness of Serengeti Sunrise, share a sneak peek inside the story, and submit to a little friendly interrogation. And now, to the questions!
Beer or Girly drink with an umbrella? Girly drinks all the way. 100-proof pretty pastels. Cowboy or fireman? Gotta be the cowboys. Saddle up! Vanilla or chocolate? Both. Paris or Tahiti? Both – and every other destination I can get. Hugs or Kisses? Kisses. Boxers, briefs or commando? Any of the above? What a man wears on his business is his business… Steak or sushi? Sushi! Vampire or shape shifter? Shifters! I pass out when I give blood, so the whole suck-me-dry thing has never really appealed, but I do love that animalism. Mmm, baser instincts. Jeans or stilettos? Both. Quiet dinner in front of the fire or hot night on the town? Both. Carried off into the sunset on the back of a galloping stallion or in the luxury of a racy corvette? The corvette… or more likely a Nissan GT-R or on the back of a Ducati. Tropical beach or mountain cabin? Both. (Provided they both have indoor plumbing. I like nature, but the smell of an outhouse can somewhat dampen the appeal of that mountain seclusion…) Hot man in blue jeans or an Italian suit? Both… the clothes don’t make the man.
Okay, yes, I cheated with a bunch of the “both” answers, but that’s part of why I write – so I don’t have to pick just one version of happily-ever, but can sample all the possibilities of what turns my crank. So my question to you, dear readers, for the chance to win a shiny new copy of Serengeti Sunrise, what is your favorite brand of creature that goes bump in the night?
And while you’re thinking that over, here’s a taste of Sunrise….
No strings? Try hopelessly tangled.
Zoe King is itching to get out of Three Rocks. Sure, the pride is more progressive with her brother in charge. She’s just got a bad case of wanderlust…and an even worse case of the hots for Tyler Minor.
The pride’s mechanic sets her senses on fire one second, then shuts down and walks away the next. Before she hits the road for good, this lioness decides it’s time to bring their cat-and-mouse game to a satisfying end.
Twenty years ago, Tyler’s father walked out and left him with a mountain of responsibility. Now that his younger siblings are settled, the last thing he wants or needs is another obligation. Which is exactly what he’ll get if he screws around with the Alpha’s sister.
When Zoe offers—more like demands—a no-strings affair, temptation wins and he finds his hands in places they shouldn’t be, and his thoughts straying to words like his. But Zoe’s got her own ideas about possessive, chest-banging males. And they don’t include white picket fences…or letting Tyler keep her out of the danger zone when an outside threat to the pride’s secrecy becomes all too real.
EXCERPT:
He turned to face her, his eyes narrowed and hands loose around his hips like a gunslinger. As they faced one another across the length of the garage, she felt that high-noon feeling herself. Tension snapped in the air, the unavoidable sense that something was coming. Something that had been bearing down on them for a while now.
Love or war. Whichever it was, there wasn’t any middle ground. They’d burned it all away with the friction of the last year.
“Coward?” he asked, his voice a soft, dark rumble.
“You have another word you’d prefer?” She strolled across the concrete floor, adding an extra sway to her hips as she came to stand directly in front of him. “Chicken? Pussy, perhaps?”
“Don’t push me, Zoe.” He rumbled the warning.
“Or what? You gonna show me who’s boss? Or are you just gonna run away like you always do? Like a coward.”
His lips pulled back from his teeth in a snarl and he loomed over her. She could practically feel his lion pushing against his skin, burning with the need to prove to her, once and for all, which one of them would end up on top if it ever came down to a battle for dominance. He might play at being civilized, but Tyler wanted to make her submit. She could see it in the luminous feline gold of his eyes.
“Are you going to kiss me or throttle me?” Zoe tipped her chin back, meeting his eyes with a blatant challenge. “Whichever you’re going to do, do it now. Because I’m sick of waiting for you to make up your mind.”
“What makes you think I didn’t make up my mind months ago and you just can’t take a hint?”
“What hint was that? The way you stare at me when you think I’m not looking? How you take the longest possible path between your bungalow and the garage each evening just so you can go past my house? Or maybe the fact that you can’t tell when I’m in heat because you always want me?”
He turned away, striding toward the door. “That’s quite a healthy ego you have there.”
“It’s all in my head, is that it?” He put his hand on the door and Zoe felt her composure fracture. “Dammit, Tyler! What the fuck is your deal?” He didn’t turn back to her, but he didn’t open the door either. She shouted at his back. “You want me. I’ve made it embarrassingly obvious I want you too. So what is the big problem?”
“Your brother…”
“I’m twenty-seven years old. I don’t have to ask his permission to fuck whoever the hell I want.”
He turned, leaning his shoulders against the door, one hand still resting on the knob. “He’s the Alpha—”
“So what? This has nothing to do with him. He doesn’t even have to know.”
“He’ll know.”
“Who the fuck cares? Because I’m the Alpha’s sister, I’m not allowed to get any?”
“I don’t want any more commitments in my life. I’m sick of being responsible for everyone.”
“Who’s talking about a commitment? I’m talking about sex. Fucking. Screwing. Banging our brains out. No strings attached. I never asked you for a fucking commitment, dumbass.”
“It’s never going to be no strings. Not with the Alpha’s sister.”
“God, I am so sick of being the Alpha’s sister. I’m Zoe. Can we just have one conversation that doesn’t include Landon?”
Tyler thunked his head back against the door. “Look, Zoe, if I wanted to stay here at the pride for the rest of my life and mate with a little lioness who’d give me lots of fat babies, you’d be the first person I’d—”
She cut him off with a solid punch to his shoulder that made him wince. “You asshole. Would you listen to me for five seconds? I don’t want to marry you. I’m not Mara the fucking baby-making machine. If you tried to give me a picket fence, I would rip up the posts and shove them up your ass. So stop trying to put me in that box.” She slapped her palms flat on his chest, baring her teeth up at him. “I want sex. And I want it from you. So do you want me or not? Because I’m done waiting. We’re deciding this, once and for all. Are you a man or what? Because for someone with the teeth of an alpha lion, you’re awfully fucking scared of me.”
Serengeti Sunrise: Releasing May 10th. Available for pre-order at Samhain and Amazon.
And, as part of the release celebration, I’m also giving away several books at my blog ; Swing on by and comment for another chance to win.
THE TURNING KISS, the next book in my hot and sexy Midnight Playground vampire series is finally here!
It started in Book One, THE SEEKING KISS, where I introduced Ilana, Nissa’s best friend. Ilana is a bit cool, a bit too controlled, so she was the perfect candidate for her own story. I love a challenge-and so do my vampires-and my burly Scotsman, Calam, who made his debut in Book Two, BLOODSONG.
My readers first witnessed Calam’s dungeon play with my kinky French vampire, Aleron, so we already know a little sumthin’ about him. *G* The vampires at the Midnight Playground love him for his incredible strength and stamina, and Ilana will, too-Ilana and the pair of sultry, dark vampires who appear in THE TURNING KISS. Konstantine and Luka are a bonded pair, recently arrived in London from the Moscow club. The mysteriously sexy Konstantine has a dangerous side he can barely control. The gentler Luka has a certain sweetness about him, despite his tendency to drink human blood and his preference for some rough BDSM play. Ilana and Calam find them both impossible to resist, and that combination of the dark and dangerous, the beautiful and sweet, only make these vampires more appealing. Add in my favorite vampire, the ancient Ever, and this will be an erotic adventure neither will ever forget.
Let’s take a look:
They have nothing to lose…except the one gift they never expected to find.
Midnight Playground, Book 3
Ilana escaped a life of sex slavery, using her extraordinary beauty to survive among the few remaining wealthy humans in London. But she has higher aspirations. For two years she has haunted the BDSM dungeons of the Midnight Playground, hungering for The Turning Kiss—that deep drink that will make her one of them. An immortal vampire.
Turned out onto the streets of Edinburgh as a child, Calam’s tortured path led him to a job at the club, where he also engages in exotic and dangerous sex play with its clientele. Craving, like Ilana, the eternal escape of the Turning Kiss.
Ilana is undeniably drawn to the beautiful Scotsman, but she has no time to waste; the club takes no one over thirty. When a sinfully compelling vampire pair brings them together for an unusual foursome, she and Calam are shocked to discover it isn’t the vampires they crave, it’s the tenderness and emotion they feel for each other.
After years of seeking to feel something, anything, other than the pain of the past, the ultimate gift is within Ilana’s reach. Yet the cost—leaving her heart behind with a mortal—could be more than she can bear.
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EXCERPT: Warning! X-Rated!
“Are you ready for more?” Luka asked, tilting her chin in his hand. Heat rushed through her system at his touch. The intensity of his preternatural gaze as he looked into her eyes.
“Oh, yes. I’m ready,” she told him. It was the truth. She was burning with a hard, driving lust once more.
Luka smiled. The doors to the room opened. And Konstantine walked in, along with the most ancient vampire she had ever seen.
Ever.
So exquisite, everything else in the room—everyone—momentarily faded from view. He was even taller than Konstantine, and a stark contrast to the Russian vampire’s hard, dark looks. Ever was pale, as pale as white marble, his skin gleaming in a way she’d never seen before. His hair was just as pale, long and tied back from his face. And his face…his features were even prettier than Luka’s. Androgynous. So lovely it was difficult to look at him, to take it all in. His eyes were absolutely black, so dark they were like two pieces of glittering jet. Impossible to read. Mysterious. She had no idea if he’d been born with eyes so dark, or if it had more to do with his ancient nature.
She felt overwhelmed simply looking at him. In awe. Of his age, which seemed to emanate from his long, lean body. In awe of the force of his presence. And the pain so clearly etched on his features.
What must it be like to experience centuries, to carry those experiences with you?
But just as clearly as the awe was the heat building in her body as Ever and Konstantine strode across the room. The heat she felt from Calam next to her. Even the desire building in Luka’s vampiric body.
Konstantine was smiling at them, his fangs peeking at the edges of his lush mouth. There were no words, just Konstantine reaching for Luka, tearing his clothes from his body. The small ripping sound as fabric and leather gave way. Then Konstantine pushed Luka back on the bed, and in moments his own clothes were gone. His body was all hard, masculine lines, taut muscle, a sprinkling of dark hair on his chest. His nipples were nearly bronze. Erect. She wanted to touch them. To take them into her mouth. To watch Luka do it himself.
But it was Ever who came up behind Konstantine, his pale hands sliding around the darker vampire’s body. He pinched Konstantine’s nipples in his fingers, and Konstantine shivered, his eyes fluttering closed. Ilana watched as Ever pinched again, twisting the swollen flesh. She watched as Konstantine’s enormous cock twitched. And her body went soft and hot all over. Aching with the need to be touched. Fucked. For them to drink from her. To do as they wanted with her.
And in the back of her mind was that now-constant awareness of Calam.
Konstantine’s eyes opened, and he leaned over Luka, reaching for Ilana. He filled his palms with her breasts, and she arched into him.
“So beautiful, our ice princess,” he murmured, thumbing her nipples, then giving them a sharp pinch.
“Oh…”
“Yes, your sighs are so pretty,” Konstantine said. “Shall we hear some more?”
His hand slipped down over her stomach, his fingers driving into her soaking pussy, and her body clenched in response.
“Ah, yes, spectacular,” Konstantine said. “But what might happen should we all have our hands on you at once? Our mouths. Our cocks. Will it take all of us to melt you?”
She shivered, desire screaming in her veins.
Yes. Yes. Yes…
Konstantine leaned farther, over Luka, and Luka took his partner’s cock in his mouth and began to suck him hard. Konstantine drove his fingers deeper into Ilana’s body. And next to her, Calam pressed against her side, his mouth going to her nipple, sucking, tugging, biting just hard enough. And finally Ever bent over her and kissed her.
Sensation was like the brilliance of the sun shining through the windows, dazzling her. Ever’s mouth was a stunning contradiction of hard and soft. He tasted of honey and the weight of the centuries. He tasted of stone and moss and some flavor that was more a high-pitched sound just out of her reach than it was something she could taste.
She was writhing, on the edge instantly. Calam’s mouth was so hot on her breast, his hand kneading the full flesh. Konstantine’s thrusting fingers, driving pleasure deeper, deeper. And finally, Luka reached under her somehow and pushed into her ass with his fingers, soaked in the juices from her wet and aching sex.
Ever’s tongue twined with hers, the sweetness almost more than she could bear. That and the pleasure assaulting her from everywhere. Every orifice. Every angle. She forced herself to keep her eyes open, to watch Luka swallowing Konstantine’s cock, Ever’s hand still torturing Konstantine’s nipple.
Calam was pressing into her side, his hips working, his cock rubbing against her. She needed to feel him inside her. To feel some cock in her body.
Please…
Ever pulled his mouth from hers, laughing, a strangely hollow sound. “Then you shall have it,” he said, his voice deep. Ancient.
Another long, undulating shiver of pure pleasure at his words. Then everything shifted, so quickly she couldn’t keep up. Calam was kneeling between her thighs, his silver gaze boring into hers. He rose over her, slipped one arm around her body and pulled her upright, her breasts pressing against the taut planes of his chest. She swore she could feel his heart beating against hers. Just as erratic. Just as wild. She held on to his broad shoulders, loving the bulge of muscle beneath her hands. Her legs were draped over his thighs, strong and solid beneath her. Ever was behind her, his hands between their bodies. He pumped Calam’s cock a few times, then guided him to her sex. Calam arched, thrusting his cock inside her.
“Ah…”
Pleasure was sharp as a blade, stabbing into her body. And Calam’s gaze on hers still. His mouth was loose, his plush lips red. She tilted her chin and kissed him.
His mouth was sweet with the tea they’d drunk together, which seemed a thousand years ago, as his tongue plunged into her mouth, his cock drove into her body. And behind her was the odd heat and coolness that was ancient vampire skin and muscle. Ever smoothed his hands over her back, her ass. And as Calam fucked her, Ever began to spank her.
One hard slap on her ass, then another. Pain was simply another layer of pleasure. Her hips arched into Calam, wanting to take his cock deeper. Then she surged back into Ever’s touch, needing the pain with her pleasure.
Calam was kissing her harder. Fucking her harder. He pulled back, staring into her eyes. And as she watched, his features went lax with pleasure. He came into her, his cock pulsing. Watching him come was a beautiful thing, arousing, purely erotic. Something in her chest surged.
Calam.
Her body clenched hard around his still-rigid cock. And as Ever increased the tempo of his spanking, she came. Pleasure shafted deep. Pierced her. Until she was calling out, her nails biting into Calam’s shoulders, drawing blood.
She smelled it almost as soon as the vampires did, sharp and metallic. Konstantine was on Calam, tearing him from her grasp, throwing him to the floor on his hands and knees. He kicked Calam’s thighs apart and plowed into him.
Konstantine growled. Calam groaned. And the old vampire began to fuck him. Hard, punishing strokes while Luka knelt before them, stroking his own cock with his hand, his lean hips arching into his fist.
Ever pulled her into his lap, and she felt the length of his cock beneath her.
“Watch, my divine girl. Watch them as you love to do. Watch them while I fuck you now.”
* * * CONTEST!
What fun would a release day be without a contest? Today I’ll give away a $20.00 Amazon gift card to one winner who can answer the following questions (all answers can be found on the Books page of my website): 1-What is the title of my contribution to The Smutketeers’ Wasteland anthology? (it’s coming out in one print volume April 5th!) 2-What are the first names of my hero and heroine in my BDSM novel that was a Romantic Times 2007 Reviewer’s Choice Nominee?
Answer those questions here in the comments section for a chance to win! I’ll announce the winner here in the comments section on Monday, March 21st, so be sure to check back! And if you’d like to be entered twice, all you have to do is join The Smutketeers Yahoo group-or, if you’re already a member, have a friend join, then post the info here. Our Yahoo group is tons of fun-we’re there chatting with readers every day, have photo databases for our shoes, costumes, tattoos-all sorts of stuff-plus we run special contests there, talk about inappropriate subjects, and get to know our readers. If that’s too much in your busy day, you can always go on Special Notices, in which case you’ll only receive an email about our book releases, contests and appearances.
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Thanks to all my readers who have loved my vampires as much as I do-and to those who might be taking a chance and reading one of my books for the first time.
THE TURNING KISS, Book Two in my Midnight Playground series goes on sale tomorrow, and I’m so excited! I’ll post more about the book here tomorrow morning. Meanwhile, to keep you happy-okay, to keep *me* happy-lol!-my amazing boyfriend Sam Saturday made an awesome video trailer for me!
…about Book Three in my Midnight Playground series, THE TURNING KISS, which will be out on March 15th from Samhain! Maybe because I just finished writing Book Four, EVERSONG. I have my darling, dirty vampires on the brain-lol! Anyway-I thought it’s never a bad time to do a little advance celebrating, right? So, here’s a sneak peek at THE TURNING KISS-and even a tiny look at EVERSONG, coming soon from Samhain! (do keep in mind-EVERSONG has not yet been edited, so any errors are the result of my own over-taxed brain).
THE TURNING KISS Coming from Samhain Publishing March 15, 2011!
Book Three in the Midnight Playground Series
They have nothing to lose…except the one gift they never expected to find.
Ilana escaped a life of sex slavery, using her extraordinary beauty to survive among the few remaining wealthy humans in London. But she has higher aspirations. For two years she has haunted the BDSM dungeons of the Midnight Playground, hungering for The Turning Kiss—that deep drink that will make her one of them. An immortal vampire.
Turned out onto the streets of Edinburgh as a child, Calam’s tortured path led him to a job at the club, where he also engages in exotic and dangerous sex play with its clientele. Craving, like Ilana, the eternal escape of the Turning Kiss.
Ilana is undeniably drawn to the beautiful Scotsman, but she has no time to waste; the club takes no one over thirty. When a sinfully compelling vampire pair brings them together for an unusual foursome, she and Calam are shocked to discover it isn’t the vampires they crave, it’s the tenderness and emotion they feel for each other.
After years of seeking to feel something, anything, other than the pain of the past, the ultimate gift is within Ilana’s reach. Yet the cost—leaving her heart behind with a mortal—could be more than she can bear.
WARNING!Three hot bisexual vampires and two mere mortals getting down and dirty at the vampire sex club. Beware of spankings, bondage, several kinds of whips, everything anal and an orgy or two…or is it three…?
EXCERPT-X-Rated!!!!!!
The visions rippled before her eyes, dissolved. She was back in her body, still shivering with her climax. Luka was holding her, petting her hair gently. Konstantine was with them on the bed. He wasn’t looking at her, but at Luka, with an expression of such fierce tenderness it was shocking. How could this hard and ancient creature be so…vulnerable? And as she watched, Luka turned his face and Konstantine kissed him, a soft, sweet press of lips.
Need filled her once more, simply watching them together. Their obvious adoration. And as she watched, their kiss grew hungrier, more urgent. Konstantine pulled Luka hard against his body, one arm around the younger vampire’s waist. She almost didn’t dare to breathe as they opened their mouths, the kiss becoming demanding, purely sexual. They pulled apart a mere few centimeters, their tongues twining, then crushed their mouths together once more.
Konstantine began a low growl, deep in his throat, in his broad chest. The growl grew until it was an animal sound that drove fear and a sharp, keening desire through her system, into her sex.
Luka yielded to him silently. She wasn’t even certain how she knew it. But she could feel it, as if, even though he no longer drank from her, some mental connection remained. And at that moment Konstantine’s hand wrapped around Luka’s long braid, and he pulled him roughly from the bed and onto the floor.
Ilana gasped, but she knew they didn’t hear her now. Konstantine turned Luka, shoved him face down on the polished marble, spread his legs with one hand while gripping the back of his neck with the other. And with one hard thrust, shoved his erect cock into him.
Luka sighed. From where she lay, propped up on a pile of pillows, she saw him brace himself, his hands splayed on the floor as Konstantine drove into him, over and over. So hard she could hear the clash of hard vampire flesh on hard vampire flesh. Had Luka been human, she knew it would have killed him.
But sex among the vampires was primal, dangerous, fierce. They were more careful with the humans. Usually. Unless the blood lust was too much upon them. But that was a risk every human member of the club agreed to when they entered. And for Ilana, that was part of the allure of being with the vampires. That sense of danger. Watching it now was making her hot all over, lust pounding through her veins, her breasts, her soaking pussy, with the same jagged rhythm with which Konstantine pounded into Luka.
The longer she watched, the more she ached for them. Need you both.
Konstantine stopped then, turned to face her. The agony of pleasure on his face was exquisite, thrilling to see.
“Do not think we have forgotten our little ice queen,” he said, his voice still that low, animal rumble. “After I fuck my darling Luka, he will fuck you. He will drive into your lovely, fragrant body until you come again. For me. For us.”
“Konstantine…” she said, her voice trailing off. She wasn’t even certain what she wanted to say. Her mind was spinning. All she knew was the glorious need surging through her.
“Yes, I know, my beauty. But if I fucked you now I would tear you apart.”
“Ah, God…”
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And now for a teeny advance peak at EVERSONG. Ah, my darling Ever…he’s my very favorite vampire (no offense to Aleron and the rest). I don’t know what it is about him. Maybe because he’s so mysterious, so tortured, so beautiful. Have I told you about his origins? No? I suppose you’ll just have to read the book…:)
Meanwhile-here’s a taste… EVERSONG Midnight Playground, Book Four
Coming Soon from Samhain!
Unofficial Blurb: When all was lost they dared to find each other…
Ever, the owner of London’s Midnight Playground, has lived for a thousand years. The pain of his past and the weight of centuries leads him to fear he is losing his sanity. Lately, he’s been feeling…almost nothing, rejecting even his favorite indulgences—sex, blood, companionship. He wonders if he can stand to continue an existence that has become unbearably empty. Until a problem lands on the doorstep of his infamous vampire sex club. Or perhaps it’s just the cure he needs…
Mercy was kidnapped from her family’s home in Barcelona and Turned against her will by a rogue vampire, who quickly abandoned her. Lonely and confused, she found the handsome Deo—and Turned him. The young vampires have come to love each other-an unshakeable bond. They had no idea that how they lived was against the rules of the powerful Vampire Council. Now they must face their greatest fear—that they might be punished, separated.
Instead, they find Ever…
Warning: Old love lost, new love gained, and in between some of the hottest three-way vampire sex ever seen in Europe! Includes oral sex, anal sex, m/m/f, with a few spanking and rimming scenes because vampires are a dirty bunch. Plus the introduction of the delicious and wicked Vampire Council that will leave you begging for more, more, more!
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Unedited Excerpt:
Valencia, Spain, 2069
The roar of the ocean was a soothing, womblike white noise in the background as he took her in his arms. Arms that felt strong to her, yet not as strong as her own were now. She wasn’t used to it—her strength, how powerful her hearing, her sight, had become. The terrible driving needs of this changed body—nearly unendurable thirst, unbearable hunger. The need for sex. For blood.
Vampire.
She knew the word. Heard the echo of it in his mind as he kissed her and discovered that she was…different. Yes…but we are here together and I need…
Her hands went into his dark curling hair. Truly like silk under her fingertips. She’d never felt anything like it. But he was her first lover since she had been changed. And as he parted his lips, inviting her tongue into his wet mouth despite the small trembling fear that ran through him, desire filled her. Burned her. Ate her up like some monstrous thing. Except that it felt better than anything had in her life, to be touched by this beautiful young man. Deo…
Broad shoulders and golden skin. She could see him even in the dark of night, lit only by the crescent moon hanging in the cloudy sky and that same light reflected off the water. She could even see the strange blue-green of his eyes that reminded her of the Mediterranean sea itself.
His tongue sucked hers in, his hands closing around her waist, desire overtaking him as powerfully as it had her. The sound, the salt scent of the ocean faded away—that and the fainter scents and sounds of old stone and violence from the town itself. Everything but the sensations of hands and mouths and bodies pressed together. The soft sound of his thoughts that wasn’t really a sound at all, but still spoke to her with the same lovely Greek accent as his voice.
He sighed as she pressed her breasts against the solid wall of his chest. Her blood was moving, quickening. She breathed in his fragrant skin. Sweet. Precious.
Human.
She needed that. Craved it. She’d never thought of it before. She’d never had to. But she’d been so alone these last days…
He pulled her down onto the sand, and she felt every tiny grain against her skin. The sand and the fine, fine texture of his flesh. Her need rose, spiraled. Inside her something growled, snarled to be set free. Her arms wound around his neck. Ah, yes, there it was. That pulse at the base of his throat, beating, beating. She swore she could smell the blood running through his veins. Needed it, even more than she needed him.
He seemed to sense her urgency, tore her dress over her head, kicked his way out of his jeans, and they were naked together on the sand. His hands went to her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, and they came up hard, pleasure intense, nearly hurting. His rigid cock pressed against her belly. Yes, that was what she wanted. She parted her thighs, pulled him in too hard—she heard his gasping surprise at the pain. She tried to rein it in, but it was too much for her as he entered her, his thick cock piercing her flesh, sinking deep.
“Ah…”
A wild keening seemed to grow in her chest, and in moments, as he plunged into her, it became a scream. Raw. As if some animal inhabited her body.
“God, Mercy,” he muttered as he thrust again, then again.
“There is no God,” she said between panting breaths, between one stab of pleasure and the next. “There is only this haunting between place… Come with me, Deo. I need you with me. I need someone…”
“Mercy?” Her name was a whisper on his lips. She sensed his confusion as she sucked the tender skin at the base of his throat into her mouth, pierced it with the sharp eyeteeth that had grown in the last days. “Ah, what are you doing to me?”
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That’s all you get for now-stay tuned for more!
Eden/Eve: We have with us today the fabulous Lucy Felthouse, author and creator of the eroticforall website! Lucy’s from the UK, so I like to imagine her reading her smut in a lovely English accent…or perhaps that’s just me…? After all, she has taken part in some of the sexiest erotic anthologies ever…Chocolate Lover (yum!), I Kissed A Girl: A Virgin Lesbian Anthology (do any of you doubt after reading the blurb for my Spice book, THE LOVERS, that I’d adore this one?), Fang Bangers: An Erotic Anthology of Fangs, Claws, Sex and Love ( (for all of us vampire & werewolf lovers out there), and so many more!
Today Lucy is here to share a peek at her latest, UNIFORM BEHAVIOUR: Steamy Stories About Men & Women in Uniform. Let’s take a look at what Lucy has to say…
Do you get all weak-kneed at the sight of a grubby fireman or a hunky soldier? Perhaps immaculately-dressed waiting-on staff get you feeling frisky? If so, you’ve come to the right place.
Uniform Behaviourcontains sixteen smutty stories about firemen, soldiers, sailors, police, security guards and even waiters, priests and cleaners!
Delve into this anthology and enjoy steamy stories from established erotica authors including Justine Elyot, Craig J Sorensen, Victoria Blisse, Shermaine Williams, Elizabeth Coldwell and Lucy Felthouse. Uniform Behaviour also proudly introduces some exciting debut authors. So remember, you saw them here first!
As well as being written and compiled for your titillation, this anthology is also designed to do good. A portion of the proceeds from Uniform Behaviour will be donated to UK charity Help for Heroes, which helps those wounded in current conflict.
The stories in this anthology have been hand-picked by a uniform aficionado, so you can rest assured that only the sexiest erotic fiction lies in this eBook.
TEASING LITTLE EXCERPT:
No, I shook the thoughts from my head, all too clichéd, all too seedy.
“Jesus!” I yelled as his free hand pinched down on my nipple, squeezing it firmly, exquisite pain coursing its way through my veins. I continued to clench around his fingers, another surge of arousal slipping from my core, heated juices spilling from my engorged and swollen cunt, coating his hands with my slick. I yelped in surprise as he forced his fingers into my mouth to taste the musky sweetness of my snatch.
“See how fucking good you taste?” he rasped against my ear, his words sending another surge of arousal whizzing around my body. All I could do was nod, words stuck in my throat as I succumbed to the feelings this fireman was invoking within me.
I have to admit, I did taste good, never having sampled the delights of pussy before now. Without warning there I was on bended knee, the image of myself drinking from another woman’s cup, lapping at her centre with long, luscious strokes whilst she writhed beneath my tongue.
I was brought back to the present by sharp pain in my breast as Bryan twisted a swollen teat, relishing in the pleasurable pain that spilled from my throat. He shifted closer to me in the darkness, pressing his thick erection against my pussy and grinding gently. With his cock still snugly tucked inside his trousers I had only the scratchy material of his uniform to contend with. My core ached for affection and I ground against him as hard as I could, rubbing myself against him like a wild feline in the throes of heat.
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You can buy UNIFORM BEHAVIOUR NOW! Amazon* Amazon UK* ARe CONTEST!
Lucy will give away to one lucky winner a PDF copy of UNIFORM BEHAVIOUR! And she’s making it easy to enter-all you have to do is comment here, letting her know what your favorite uniform is. That’s it! The winner will be announced right here at Smutketeers in the comments section tomorrow night, the 14th, so be sure to check back! Of course, feel free to add any other comments or questions for her. And you must visit her website to read all about her other books!
I got a $50.00 Amazon gift certificate for Christmas and I’m stumped! There must be 100 books I want and I don’t know where to start. I want some good erotic romance, of course, some women’s fiction since I’m hoping to branch into that genre this year, and there’s some awesome YA out there. I’m also looking for some good, dark vampire stories.
I love that we can get so many awesome New York pubbed print books in e-book formats now! And you can, too-all of the Smutketeers’ print backlist is available now in Kindle, Nook, etc. If any of you are into the hot BDSM stories, my Bantam books THE DARK GARDEN, THE DARKER SIDE OF PLEASURE and THE BEAUTY OF SURRENDER (although that one is really more about Shibari rope bondage, but the power play is definitely still there), or my debut Eve Berlin book, PLEASURE’S EDGE, are all available as e-books!
If you just want some smokin’ erotic romance, try my EXOTICA: SEVEN DAYS OF KAMA SUTRA, NINE DAYS OF ARABIAN NIGHTS, or, if you’re into a cougar story (rowr!) try my book FORBIDDEN FRUIT. That one is also a food fetish story, so there lots of chocolate and whipped cream and honey and a hot chef. Mmm, now I’m hungry!
My fellow Smutketeers have some awesome books in their backlists, too! No one writes steamy shifter stories like Crystal-the covers alone will make you swoon! Take a look at ON THE PROWL, CARNAL DESIRES or UNTAMED. Can you say Meow!!? Feisty writes sizzling contemporary power play books-a little BDSM on the lighter side. Her heroes are to die for! Have you read DARE TO SURRENDER or BOUND TO PLEASE? I know a lot of you are already familiar with R.G.’s Bone Daddy in POSSESS ME-a voodoo Loa spirit who makes people do all sorts of lovely, wicked things…well, they really only do the things they’ve fantasized about…and then it’s Bone Daddy’s turn…I can’t say more without giving too much away-you’ll just have to read it for yourself!
Our newest Smutketeer, the fabulous and lovely Karen Erickson is all e-books, all the time (so far, anyway). You must read her latest, BABY DON’T LOSE MY NUMBER. Have you seen that cover? Or what about PLAYING WITH FIRE? SCANDALOUS? They’ll all make you want to play with some scandalous fire-hot stuff!
So…hmm….give me one sec to calm down…*fanning self*….tell me what books you’re going to buy with your holiday gift certificates. I need some suggestions. And of course, the Smutketeers always love to hear that some of our books are on your to buy list. :) In case you need some encouragement, I’ll give one commenter a $10.00 Amazon gift certificate. I’ll announce my winner on Wednesday, so be sure to check back. And right after that we start with our awesome lineup of 2011 guest authors!
Hope you all had a wonderful holiday and are recovered from your hangovers!
RG the Smutty Xmas Elf: Are you having as much fun as I am? Every day a new post, a new book, a new toy! The only thing better? Singing for sex toys!
The 5th Dirty Day of Xmas, to this you’ll say, “I do”
FIIIVE GOLDEN RIIINGS! (hold the note) okay its actually only one but it vibrates and its for a man’s…you knooooow. :)
one feather tickler, sticky chocolate art, bondage just for fun—and a brand new Smutketeer to loooooove.
Eden/Eve: Happy Holidays, everyone, and welcome to Day 5 of the Smutketeers’ 12 Dirty Days of X-mas! In keeping with our theme I have a few dirty excerpts coming up for you today. There’s nothing better to curl up with on a cold December night than a smutty book-unless it’s a special, hot someone to keep you company-and both is even better! So grab whoever’s within reach and cuddle up close and read on!
First up is a tasty little tidbit from my debut Eve Berlin novel, PLEASURE’S EDGE, a BDSM romance, available now from Berkley Heat:
Desire was molten heat in her body, seeping like liquid through her limbs, her veins. And when he used both hands to spread the lips of her sex apart, she went soaking wet.
“Spread wider for me, yes, that’s it.”
He pushed her legs apart, until she was wide open to him. She felt wanton. Beautiful.
“This is my favorite part of a woman’s body,” he told her quietly, using his fingers to massage the swollen folds. “Some say it looks like a flower, an orchid. I agree. Just as sweet. Just as precious. And so damn soft.”
As she watched, he lifted one hand, pressed two fingers between his lips and sucked.
She moaned. She could barely hold still.
“Ah, you like that?”
“Yes,” she whispered, barely able to speak.
He smiled, used those same fingers to push between the lips of her sex. He rubbed at her opening, and she thought she would lose her mind if he didn’t thrust into her soon. Pleasure was a hard ache in her sex, her clitoris burning with need.
“Please, Alec…”
“Do you need to come already, my girl?”
“Yes!”
He pushed his fingers in, and she arched against him. With his thumb, he pressed against her clitoris.
“Oh!”
He began to move his hand, his fingers and thumb, in small circles. Pleasure rose, burned through her.
“Are you going to come?”
“Yes, yes…”
“Hold it back.”
“No…”
“Yes. Hold on, Dylan.”
She bit her lip, trying to bear down against the tide of pleasure threatening to take her under. And as she did, his other hand went under her buttock and pinched, hard.
“Oh…”
“Is that good?”
“It…it hurts.”
“But is it good?” he demanded.
“Yes. It’s good. Ah…”
He pinched again, harder this time, and the pain bit into her system, mixing with the pleasure.
“Alec. I’m going to come. Please…”
“Not yet. Does the pain make it better?”
“It makes it…better. Yes. Need to come now!”
“Hold it back. Do it. Tell me you will.”
“I…God…”
Another hard pinch, this one punishing, going beyond the level at which the pain converted to pleasure.
“I’ll do it,” she gasped. “I’ll hold it back.”
Her body was writhing. She didn’t care. His hands kept working her, his fingers inside her, his thumb rubbing, pressing, on her hard clit. And his other hand pinching her buttock, her thigh. It hurt. It felt indescribably good. She was lost in sensation.
“You are so good, Dylan. So damn beautiful. I want to see you come now. For me.”
He thrust his fingers hard inside her, his thumb circling her clit. And at the same time he pinched the flesh on the inside of her thigh, just enough for the pain to drive her climax on.
She came, a thousand stars firing inside her head, hurtling her into space. She gasped for breath, a cry gathering in her throat.
“Oh…God, Alec!”
Her hips arched into his hand, pleasure still racing through her, dazzling her.
She fell back on the bed, blinded. Shivering. And he went with her, climbing onto the bed and pulling her into his lap. He turned her over, and even as the last waves of her climax shuddered through her body, he began to spank her.
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You can buy PLEASURE’S EDGE now, in paperback or digital: Amazon ~ B&N ~ Borders ~ Chapters.ca ~ Books-a-Million ~ Powell’s ~ IndieBound
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My latest Eden Bradley novel, THE LOVERS from Harlequin Spice, a contemporary erotic romance with a few different twists, was released the same week as PLEASURE’S EDGE, so let’s take a peek at this one, too:
“Baby, this is going to be so good,” Jack whispers into my hair.
I lean into him, loving the solid strength of his body behind me. And even more, his hand between my thighs, his clever fingers playing with my clit, tugging on my pussy lips, teasing me. And his mouth hot and wet on my neck.
I am soaking, shivering with need.
He reaches around with his other hand and draws mine behind me, wrapping my fingers around his cock, which is hard as glass, but with that velvet-soft skin all over the solid shaft.
“Look at them,” he says to me. “She’s so into him. She’s as wet as you are right now; we both know how wet she gets.”
“Yes…”
His fingers slide into my opening, into that wet heat, and I clench in pleasure.
“You’d love to fuck her, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh, yes.”
“And I’d love to fuck you, baby. And I will.”
He pushes my shirt up with his free hand. I am naked underneath, open to the cool air, which feels lovely on my skin, the breeze caressing me like another lover.
I watch as Charles pulls off his pants, moving in close behind Audrey. I can see the shape of his hard cock behind her. Then he presses against her body, and I hear her laughter again as he smacks her ass.
Jack pinches mine and I jump. But he shoves his fingers deep into my pussy at the same time, and all I can do is gasp and arch into him.
“Good, baby?”
“Yes, it’s good. Do it again.”
A low chuckle from him, then he pinches my clit and my ass at the same time, his fingers really twisting the flesh on my ass, and pleasure and pain flow through me in equal measures. And Charles smacks Audrey again, then again, the sound growing louder. She’s groaning now, backing into him. And it is so damn hot: Jack’s hands on me, watching Audrey with Charles, the pain and pleasure, which I have never before experimented with. But with Jack, anything would be good.
“I need to fuck you, Bettina.”
I am breathless, wanting, my legs shaky. “Yes, I need you to. Do it, Jack.”
“Move in closer to the tree, hold yourself up. Yes, that’s it.”
The bark is a bit rough beneath my palms, the rich scent of the cypress filling my head. My shirt—Jack’s shirt—is hiked up over my hips, and I am naked and outdoors and vulnerable. And I love it.
I hear Jack unzip his pants as he moves in behind me, then his hand is on my lower back, pressing me down a bit.
“Spread for me, girl, yeah, and bend over.”
I do as he asks, hanging onto the tree for support, my gaze still on Audrey and Charles. He is grabbing her around the waist, and I can see his erect cock moving closer, then her cries as he slides into her. And at that moment, Jack uses his hand to spread the lips of my sex wide, and plunges in.
“Jack!”
“Shh, they’ll hear us.”
He clamps a hand over my mouth, and for some reason that just makes me melt. My body goes soft all over, filled with pleasure, with his hard cock inside me. His hand slips from my mouth.
“Fuck me, Jack,” I whisper between his fingers. “Come on.”
And last but not least, I can’t forget about my lovely vampires from my Midnight Playground series. Here’s a nice little bit of my hot, blood-drinking immortals from BLOODSONG, Book Two in the series:
Aleron looped an arm around Ever’s shoulder. And as she watched, he pulled the older vampire in for a kiss.
Their lips met, briefly, a small kiss, then another. Ever pulled back a few inches, and his tongue, wet and pink, came out to touch Aleron’s lower lip.
She could hardly stand it. They were too beautiful, too utterly sensual. She had never seen anything like it.
Her pussy was drenched, her breasts aching, as she watched them. Their mouths were crushed together now, the kiss becoming more urgent, more primal. She pulled against her restraints, needing to feel that she was held firmly in place, that there was something to control this wild, aching need.
They began to undress each other, their clothes coming off in seconds. They stood together, two tall, pale bodies of dizzying, unearthly beauty she could barely comprehend. Long, lean muscles, their skin like the whitest satin, gleaming in the soft light. Their two cocks, both long, hard as silk over steel, the plump and succulent heads pink. Almost touching.
They kissed once more, briefly, smiled to each other before turning their attention to her.
Every nerve in her body came alive with their gazes on her—one pair like a clear blue sky she had only ever imagined, the other bottomless black fire. Her body surged.
They came closer.
Four hands on her then, stroking everywhere: her belly, arms, thighs. Unbelievable sensation. She was immediately overwhelmed, her body flooded, her own moans soft in her ears. Then her gasp as Aleron gave her nipples a hard pinch.
“You’re ready for us,” he said.
“I am always ready for you,” she managed to get out. “For whatever you want of me.”
Anything for you…for you both.
Ever’s laughter, soft and smoky. “Oh, you are something, aren’t you? Beautiful girl. And your absolute submission is every bit as gorgeous as your golden body, your exotic face.”
They both stepped away for several moments, leaving her bereft, confused. She was deep in subspace. There was no other option, with these two powerful beings touching her, commanding her. Then she felt the heat behind her.
Aleron.
And the cooler presence of Ever.
One moment of exquisite anticipation, then the sharp crack of the whip against her back.
“Oh!”
Her body melted, pain and pleasure fusing like water. She recognized instantly the difference in the touch of the whip, and knew it was Ever.
The whip came down again, and again. She surged into its kiss, wanting the pain, wanting to please them both. Wanting the pleasure of it all.
It was a hard whipping, her skin going raw quickly. She was panting, her body working to convert the pain to pleasure, her mind flooded with endorphins. Soon, it became too much. Too much desire, sharp in her veins. Too much pain pelting her skin, over and over. Tears pooled in her eyes, flowed down her cheeks.
“Enough,” Aleron said, his tone commanding.
It stopped.
She sighed, pulled in a gasping breath. Aleron came around until he was in front of her.
“You did well, Meeraj.”
He kissed her cheek, her forehead, and her chest ached, needing him. Wanting to please him. Needing him.
He pulled back, gazed into her eyes. Some strange intensity in his gaze, but she couldn’t make it out. Her head was spinning, her body consumed with desire. Her heart ached for him. He moved in closer, laid his lips on hers. And his hand went between her spread legs, his fingers teasing at her slit. She opened for him, his hot tongue sliding between her lips, his strong fingers sinking deep into her pussy. She moaned into his mouth, her body burning. She melted into him.
Aleron…
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You can buy BLOODSONG now: Samhain Publishing ~ Amazon ~ B&N ~ Sony ~ Powell’s ~ Deisel e-books
* * * ***TODAY’S CONTEST!!!***
Today I’m giving away a signed copy of my erotic BDSM romance novel, PLEASURE’S EDGE, along with the vibrating cock ring from Screaming O-and let me tell you from personal experience, this handy dandy little device will make you and your partner *hummmmm* with pleasure! Experience a Screaming O for yourself-with perhaps a hot sex scene from my book to get things started.
Just comment here to be entered to win! All prize winners be announced right here on the Smutketeers blog on December 19th. And we have lots more fabulous guests still to come (so to speak…*G* ), so be sure to check back every day as we continue our 12 Dirty Days of X-mas with tons of prizes, sizzling excerpts and more of our smutty li’l holiday song to celebrate the holiday season and the addition of the lovely, talented and delicious Karen Erickson to our smutty crew!
Here it is, my last release of the year 2010! Book 2 of the Shifting Reality series at Samhain Publishing
MY DEMON SAINT
Publication Date: November 16, 2010 Cover art by Kanaxa
Would you like to play a game?
Shifting Reality, Book 2
Saint is half human, half demon…all trouble. With his roommate Thomas mated to Margo, and Mac on one of those long, lonely, feeling-eternally-sorry-for-yourself vampire vacations, Saint is on his own and restless.
A lovesick shifter’s request to locate a woman isn’t exactly his idea of fun—he’s no matchmaker—but he agrees. And finds not only his quarry, but a whole lot more than he bargained for: a top player in his own online game that, until now, has somehow escaped his notice. A woman so tempting that when she touches the keyboard with her fingertips, he can feel it right down to his bones.
Housebound for the last few years due to an accident, Ume’s only distraction from the endless physical therapy sessions has been an online role-playing game. When she logs in this time, though, something is different. She finds herself lost in the game—literally—and falling for a mysterious warrior on her way to face the Demon King in his lair.
And that’s before it gets weird.
Warning: Explicit sex. One sexy, smart-mouthed demon, an adventure game, and more than a touch of kink. Sex online and then sex ONLINE. Spanking, silk ropes, a blindfold, one wild threesome between a Mystic, a Warrior and a Kitsune…and every online gamer’s dream come true.
I had a lot of fun with Saint and Ume…and I have to admit…I have sometimes wondered what it would be like to be a character in a video game. And if I had a guide like Saint, well, what more could you ask for? It, along with the upcoming season, got me to thinking about what I’m thankful for.
Being Thankful
I am thankful for my readers, for my Smutkedettes and Smutketeers. I am thankful for my family and that it’s finally getting cooler outside. I’m thankful for this year and the promise that the New Year is bringing. And I am so incredibly thankful that I get to play in my daydreams for a living.
How about you?
CONTEST
promote this blog and/or my release on Twitter, Facebook, your blog etc
Come back here with the links of where you posted AND a little note about what you’re thankful for and you may win (Just in time for the holidays)
a $50 Amazon gift card!
a $50 Gamestop digital gift certificate!
and a copy of either My Shifter Showmance (book one of the series) or any ebook from my backlist!
It starts today-and I will pick a winner Sunday the 21st
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