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“Do it.” His guttural voice was demanding as hell.

“Then what, Kellan? What happens next?”

“Are you naked underneath?” His lips twitched. “Are you bare, sweetheart?”

She was dressed in a short chemise. Of course she was naked, a fact she found disturbing then. She typically wore panties to bed. Had she subconsciously planned for something like this? Had she hoped for opportunity, anticipated it right from the start?

“Yes,” she finally replied.

“Let me see, Jade.” There was no play in his voice. He expected her to strip and if she followed his request, she’d soon find out what else he had in mind. On the flipside, if she didn’t remove the gown, then she’d never know.

The not knowing was more than she could stand.

His curiosity was enough to kill a damn mountain lion.

Jade’s timid ways, the way she’d moved against him, trying to find a comfortable—if not safe position, had spoken volumes and while he now wanted to do the right thing, they were long past the point of turning back.

Maybe she was innocent. Perhaps she was indeed untouched. And while he wanted to be respectful, he was also an interested man.

He longed to see what was underneath her gown. He wanted to touch and hold her, caress her until he knew the softness of her skin and she easily recognized his careful touch.

Kellan wanted to feel her hot breath at his ear, the way she moaned in delight as he brought her pleasure. And by damn, he would indeed bring her pleasure.

She disposed of her chemise. And in that very instant, Kellan’s future unfolded before him.

A lifeline was unnecessary. A man, even one who wanted to be saved, couldn’t be pulled from these dangerous waters.

Kellan had never seen anything more beautiful. And he’d never seen anyone so frightened. One look and he knew everything he needed to know about her intimate past.

She didn’t have one.

Reaching out to her, he tried not to act like an ass and just eat up the sight of her. While it was difficult, he somehow survived, pulling her back to the sofa without yanking her on top of him.

He even allowed her to cover up, which wasn’t an allowable act in his bed under normal circumstances. Then again, these circumstances were very different.

This young woman wasn’t experienced. As much as he’d tried to convince himself that she wanted him to look, he wasn’t so sure now. In fact, he would’ve staked a lot on one notion. If he’d suggested it, she would’ve gladly grabbed that gown and dressed much quicker than she’d stripped.

Nuzzling her hair, Kellan waited for her to settle down and curl up in his arms before he said, “You’re beautiful.”

She gripped the top of the blanket as if she were afraid to respond. This was one time when Kellan wished Reason would’ve beaten him to the punch.

Kellan didn’t know how to do virgins. He didn’t sleep with them. He didn’t wreck their worlds. He left them alone because—well, he was apparently as frightened of them as they were of him.

Cursing his prick for dancing in his jeans, he flipped to his back. Bringing her against him, he appreciated the softness of her rounded cheek against his prickly chest as she seemingly relaxed. It took more than a minute for Jade to act comfortable and he was certain of the theatrics in play then. She could bolt at any given time.

“Are you comfortable?”

“Yes.”

“Are you lying to me?” He peered down his nose, grinning at the gorgeous woman in his arms. The light in the hall was a treat. Even if nothing happened between them, he would enjoy watching her sleep. He looked forward to the morning possibilities as well.

God, he was losing his mind.

“Do you want me to lie to you, Kellan?”

“I don’t recommend it. Besides, I could make you tell me the truth.”

She shuddered and he grinned. His voice already affected her in some ways.

“Do you make yourother submissives tell you the truth?”

“I don’t have ‘other’ submissives.”

“But that’s what you like. Right?”

“What’s that?”

“Submissive women,” she replied, curving her arm around his waist.

He stilled then, questioning every action and every question. “What do you know about submissive women?”

“Not much,” she admitted. “But I’d be submissive to you.” Her honesty was enough to cripple the best of Doms, at least those who were bent on having a woman, and this woman might as well be collared or branded as his.

“A confession like that could get you in all sorts of trouble.”

“I’m not ready,” she said frankly.

“That’s a fact.” He tucked his fingers under her chin and lifted her lips to his. “But I’m not going anywhere.” He gave her a quick kiss. “And I’m not taking advantage of you.”

“I believe you.”

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Here Comes Trouble (MFMMM)

Ellie Hunter wasn’t looking for a protector, but she definitely wanted a place to lay low and hide. Divorced from her abusive husband for over six months, Ellie goes to Trouble’s gates as a last resort after her ex pays her a “final” visit.

Allister McCall, Ryan Thomas, Derek Swinney, and Bradley Powers have known Ellie for the better part of their lives and the memory of sharing her is stamped in their minds. When Ellie arrives in small town Trouble, the men jump to all sorts of illicit assumptions.

Once Ellie reconnects with Allister, Ryan, Derek, and Bradley, Ellie’s life is seemingly complete, assuming her ex-husband will let her live in peace. With Navy SEALs training behind them, Ellie’s men are confident Ellie’s ex will finally let her go but if he refuses there will be hell to pay. One way or another, four men will ensure Ellie is protected, loved, cherished, honored, and adored.

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Beautiful Trouble (LoveXtreme)

 

Nicholas Speed, Harley McCall, Doc Andrews, Trevor Lamb, and Mac McCall venture off to a neighboring town in search of a good time. What they find is a beautiful young woman looking to fool around.

Sable Samms is a scorned woman ready to do whatever it takes to permanently sever former matrimonial ties. Separated from her previous husband, Sable can’t escape her former spouse’s claims. She can almost feel his abusive hands tightening their squeeze so she puts a plan in motion and arranges to meet some of Trouble, Tennessee’s founding fathers.

After one night of passion, the men search for the woman who left them with unshakable memories. They’re almost ready to give up when they’re summoned to Trouble’s front gates to assist with a new arrival. Unbeknownst to them, Trouble’s latest resident is none other than Sable Samms, the woman they shared and lost. Now, they’ll have their second chance at happiness and maybe even love.

 

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Heap of Trouble (MFMM)

One wrong turn in life lands Heather Powers in the heart of danger. Recognizing an opportunity to break free of captivity, she sends out an urgent cry for help. Soon, Trouble’s founding fathers are gathering round in hopes of saving one of their own, but the clock is ticking as they sneak up on Heather’s captors in a creepy forest.

Attempting to pull Heather out of a bad situation, Curt Caldwell, Justin Dare, and Gabe Reynolds uncover an evil family with a deadly agenda. Desperate to save an innocent victim, Trouble’s men march straight into the heart of spine-chilling danger. Soon, they’re forced to face off with the occult and a haunting wickedness far more sinister than anyone could ever imagine. The stakes are high as these men risk everything for love, including the very safe haven they affectionately call their home.

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Trouble Travels in Threes (MFM)

The McCalls are taken to their knees when Markie is abducted and taken to an undisclosed location. The perpetrator terrorizes Trouble’s founding fathers by sending various photographs showcasing the progressive stages of his captivity.

Unaware of Markie’s abduction, Draegan McCall finally makes his move on the petite blonde who makes his heart thump a little faster, but as soon as he makes his claim, two things happen—he discovers Markie has been abducted and his woman reveals an unexpected secret.

Serena loves Draegan but she’s also drawn to another. Strong, handsome, and definitely attentive, Detective Bane Brice comes along with the right tools to pull a woman’s heartstrings—the willingness and ability to save someone Serena loves.

Not at all eager to share Serena, Draegan finally accepts Detective Brice’s help with Markie’s case, but there’s an unspoken deal between them, one which could inevitably cost Serena one of the men she loves or ultimately give her everything she’s ever wanted.

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I’m pleased to welcome my next guest. Fellow Siren-Bookstrand author, Tara Rose stopped by to tell us about her next book, Seducing Carma, a title in her Passion Peak Colorado series. Welcome Tara!

Seducing Carma (MFM)

In SEDUCING CARMA, Passion Peak Colorado 1, hero Blaine Peterson is a piano player, and during an evening at his condo with heroine Carma Mandanici and the other hero in Seducing Carma, Mateo Alvarado, Blaine plays part of a Mozart Concerto for Carma. What follows is a hot ménage sex scene, part of which is highlighted below. But for now, I though it would be fun to further explore this concerto.

The Piano Concerto No. 17 in G major by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart was written in 1784. According to the date that the composer himself noted on the score, the concerto was completed on April 12, 1784.

The work is orchestrated for solo piano, flute, two oboes, two bassoons, two horns, and strings. As is typical with concertos, it is in three movements: Allegro, Andante in C major, and Allegretto – Presto.

The date of the premiere is uncertain. In one view, the work is said to have been premiered by Mozart’s student, Barbara Ployer, on June 13, 1784 at a concert to which Mozart had invited Giovanni Paisiello to hear both her and his new compositions, including also his recently-written Quintet in E flat for Piano and Winds. Afterwards, Ployer was joined by Mozart in a performance of the Sonata for Two Pianos.

Another possibility is that Mozart did not wait over two months to premiere the work, but performed it in his concert with Regina Strinasacchi on 29 April 1784 at the Kärntnertortheater. As a general consensus for researchers, it can be said with relative certainty that the work premiered during the mid-to-late spring of 1784, following its completion.

BLURB for SEDUCING CARMA

Carma Mandanici is forced to confront her abusive past when an uncle she barely knows leaves her a large amount of money. She seeks comfort in the arms of longtime crush, Mateo Alvarado.

Mateo is more than happy to help Carma start to heal from her past, as well as explore her BDSM fantasies. But Mateo has a tragedy in his own past that he must confront before he can become a Dom to Carma, or allow himself to fall in love with her.

Blaine Peterson and Mateo have been friends since they met as freshmen in college. Blaine left behind a secret that involves his ex-submissive when he moved to Passion Peak to take a lucrative job and start over. He’s falling in love with Carma, right along with Mateo. But when his secret catches up with him, he might lose both his friendship with Mateo, and the one woman he can’t live without.

ADULT EXCERPT FROM SEDUCING CARMA

 

She smiled and turned toward Mateo. “You two both play a musical instrument. Why didn’t I know that before now?”

“Has Mateo played his sax for you?”

“Yes. He’s wonderful.”

“Well,” said Blaine, flexing his fingers and walking toward the piano. “Then allow me to dazzle you with my talent as well.”

Mateo snorted. “He’s not that good.”

“Yes I am,” said Blaine, running his hands over the keys. “But she already knows that.” The quick wink he gave her sent a shiver down Carma’s spine.

“Oh, so I get to compare you two now? I like that.”

Mateo’s grin and the smoldering look in his eyes sent her mind racing toward erotic thoughts. “Watch it, sub.” He moved toward her as Blaine began to play.

“That’s pretty,” she said. “What is it?”

“It’s from Mozart’s Piano Concerto in G Major.”

“Show off,” said Mateo, under his breath.

Carma giggled. “You sound jealous, Mateo.”

Mateo snuggled up behind Carma and cradled her in his arms, sending a thrill through her. “I told you to watch it. You’re being a brat tonight.”

“Sorry, Sir.” Carma had to bite the inside of her cheek both not to laugh, and then not to groan out loud as Mateo rubbed his impressive erection against the crack of her ass. Blaine’s fingers moved over the keys, and the beautiful strains of the music filled her soul, chasing away the last of her cares.

He nuzzled her neck. “Are you really, Carma? Or are you just trying to earn another spanking?”

“I think it’s a bit of both,” said Blaine.

Mateo kissed her neck again and Carma sighed out loud, melting into his embrace. “Is that true?”

“You’ve both discovered my secret.”

“I’m betting we could spend months with you and still not discover all your secrets.”

He brushed the fingers of one hand over her left breast, and Carma couldn’t help but moan. Blaine glanced at them for a second, his gaze full of lust and mischief, but he kept playing.

When Mateo cupped her breast through the dress, she sucked in a sharp breath as he teased her nipple. The touch sent electric jolts down to her throbbing clit and soaking wet pussy. Mateo took his arms from around her and unzipped the dress. Carma’s gaze flitted to the open windows facing the mountains, and Blaine must have caught the hesitation on her face and in her gesture.

“Don’t worry,” he said, his fingers still moving over the keys. “No one is close enough to see inside here. They’d have to be hiding in those trees with high-powered binoculars.”

The humor in his voice made her feel foolish for wondering, but when Mateo slipped the dress over her shoulders and down her arms, the foolishness melted away and all she felt was horny as hell for these smoking-hot men.

The music filled her mind, playing with her emotions and conjuring up images of naked, sweaty, twisting bodies, writhing on this floor in front of the piano. Should she suggest they simply stay in here, or should she confess her earlier fantasy of making love outside, under the stars and in view of the mountains?

Mateo let the dress fall. “Step out of it, Carma.” She couldn’t disobey. His voice had taken on that commanding tone again, and she was powerless to ignore it. She didn’t want to resist him. Her entire body ached for his caress, and she was compelled to do whatever he asked of her.

She stepped out of it and handed it to him. He draped it over a chair and then he moved her closer still to the piano. Carma could feel the vibration from the music in the floor, and it thrummed throughout her body now, filling her with emotion and longing she could barely hang a label on.

Blaine kept playing, but now his eyes were on her instead of the piano keys as Mateo unhooked her bra and slipped the straps off her shoulders. She could feel his body heat behind her, and she knew if she turned around and glanced into his eyes she’d see the same desire in them that shone from Blaine’s.

When Mateo took off her bra, Blaine’s gaze traveled over her breasts, and the raw animal lust in his eyes forced a moan from her. Her entire body trembled now as Mateo slid off her soaking wet panties and lifted one foot then the other until she’d stepped out of them. Then she slipped off her sandals.

“Fucking useless panties,” he muttered. “They’re so damn wet.”

“I can’t help it,” said Carma. “You both do that to me.”

 

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Today, my guest is fellow Siren-Bookstrand author, Gale Stanley. Gale stopped by to tell us about her latest Siren-Bookstrand release, Symbiotic Mates 4: Damian and the Doctor. While Gale was here, I put her in the hot seat. Scroll on down and take a look!

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Welcome Gale! I’m glad you’re here today.

 I want to thank Natalie for putting me on the hot seat… er, I mean inviting me to post. You ask some great questions!

 Let’s start with the easy stuff. Tell us something about yourself, Gale

Gale: I’m a hopeless romantic who grew up reading fairy tales and love stories. I think the world needs more romance and happy endings and that’s what I portray in my stories. 

 Where did your initial interest in writing m/m romance begin?

Gale: My first novels were MFM ménage stories and I discovered I liked writing from the male POV more than the female. I wrote a MM contemporary romance and then added paranormal characters to the mix.

So how did you come up with the idea for Symbiotic Mates?

Gale: I read an article on symbiosis. It was about animals that can’t get by on their own and they form a close partnership with other species—symbiotic relationships. There was a part about ticks who guzzle blood to live. So immediately my head went to vampires and wolf-shifters.

Now that’s what I call interesting! Which couple in the series is your favorite?
Gale: Tough question. I love them all. Today is release day for Symbiotic Mates 4: Damian and the Doctor, and I love the chemistry between them. Tortured characters always capture my sympathy. Damian might be a vampire, but his flaws make him more human, and more relatable. Doc is the perfect alpha wolf. You know the type. The shifter is a lethal predator one minute and a possessive, protective lover the next.

Do you have any other new books coming soon?

Gale: Symbiotic Mates 5: Kade and the Captives and Symbiotic Mates 6: Lane and the Lycans will be re-released soon and book 7, a brand new story, is in the works. Look for them all at Bookstrand:

http://www.bookstrand.com/gale-stanley

 Here’s a peek at today’s release – Symbiotic Mates 4: Damian and the Doctor.

 Damian Starling, a scarred and reclusive vampire, believes no man will ever be able to look past his damaged face and love him. When Damian is put in charge of a captured wolf, he enjoys the growing friendship between him and an animal that doesn’t care what he looks like. Damian is ordered to get the wolf to shift, but he’s torn. He wants to know the man inside the animal, but Damian fears if the lycan sheds his fur, he’ll turn away in disgust.

Doc Alder, a lycan physician, knows the vampires have some sinister plan for him, but he intends to go down fighting—as a wolf. Nothing can persuade him to shift to human form until a scarred vampire gains his trust.

Doc shifts, and what started as friendship turns to blazing passion. The men fight their growing feelings, but soon learn that some bonds can never be broken.

Happy Reading!

Gale

 

 

 

Website: http://galestanley.net/

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My guest today is Siren-Bookstrand author Julie Shelton. Julie was invited to stop by and tell us about her latest novel, Loving Sarah.

 

Loving Sarah (MFM)

Eight years ago Jesse Colter fled his small town, leaving behind eighteen-year-old Sarah Marshall.  Now a retired Navy SEAL, he’s back and he wants only one thing—Sarah Marshall—preferably bound, naked and kneeling before him.

Sarah has never forgotten Jesse.  He’s been the object of all her sexual fantasies since she was fifteen, as well as the star of nightly dreams that have become increasingly erotic over the years.  So when he suddenly reappears in her life, she warily agrees to let him introduce her to his world—the world of BDSM.  When he also introduces her to his best friend, Adam Sinclair, Sarah faces the challenge of submitting to two powerful, Dominant men.

But Sarah has an even bigger problem.  A stalker.  Someone from her past who is determined to destroy any chance she has at happiness.  Can Adam and Jesse love and protect her?  Or will her world explode in betrayal and violence that will destroy them all?

Excerpt:

“Greedy little sub,” Adam chuckled.  He manipulated her slick, swollen pussy lips, sliding them back and forth until one of the frozen red grapes popped from its dewy prison.  It sat, glistening lewdly, nestled between her sopping wet lips like some obscene sex organ.  “Do not come,” he instructed quietly, working his tongue beneath the grape and sliding it all the way up her slit.  He flicked it rapidly across her frazzled clit before pulling the small fruit into his mouth and chewing noisily.

She was gasping like a beached fish, desperately trying to hold off her climax.

“Do not come,” he repeated, squeezing another grape free and looking at it for a long moment before taking it into his mouth.  “God, you taste delicious,” he murmured, sliding his tongue back and forth along the length of her slit, just barely touching that nerve-ridden nubbin of flesh that was the center of both her pleasure and her torment.  “Like sunshine and flowers and sweet, sweet cream.”

She lay there, shuddering and twitching as he tunneled his tongue into the depths of her

cunt, releasing two more grapes and sending her body spiraling up, up, up toward the orgasm that hovered so tantalizingly out of reach.  The orgasm she so desperately craved, yet knew she must not have.  The one she fought with every trembling muscle in her body.

Adam pushed her right up to the edge.  Then stopped.

He straightened, watching her entire body shudder helplessly as yet another orgasm retreated.  He reveled in the power her submission gave him.  Power to control, to direct, to manipulate.  Power to render her helpless against her body’s own dark needs even as he drove her to the ultimate in sexual pleasure.  “You do not have permission to come,” he reminded her as, one by one, he pulled more round red globes into his mouth.  He released her pussy lips and stood up to allow Jesse to take his place.

A sob heaved from her lungs as she frantically fought her body’s brutal need to climax.

Jesse spread her labia apart with his thumbs, revealing her entire slit from her clenching ass hole at the bottom to the portal of her vagina and her clit at the very top.  Her flesh was pink and swollen and dripping with the cream of her arousal.  By now the remaining grapes were held firmly in place within her vaginal walls.  Jesse rubbed his nose along her cleft, lapping his tongue at her dripping entrance, making her shudder and squirm.  Placing his palm over her mound, he pressed down.  “Push,” he said and a grape popped out onto his tongue.

He bit into the crisp flesh and was rewarded with a burst of tart sweetness that blended with Sarah’s own unique flavor, making it the most delicious treat he’d ever eaten.  He ate all the remaining grapes, taking his time to dig each one out, finger-fucking her, building her arousal to a fever pitch.  By the time he finished the last one, she was moaning and writhing and burning with the need to come.  “Please, Jesse,” she begged, her voice hoarse with passion.  “Please….”

“Please what?” he asked perversely, grinning as he slowly circled his finger around  her clit, manipulating the surrounding flesh without actually touching the pearl itself, keeping her teetering on the edge, frantic and desperate.

It was pure torture and she gritted her teeth and stiffened her muscles in a losing effort to

keep her climax at bay.  She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.  “Please let me come,” she begged.

“I don’t know.”  Jesse tilted his head, appearing to consider.  As he did so, he began tapping his thumb repeatedly against her clit, increasing her suffering a hundred-fold.

Oh.  My.  God!  The breath shuddered from her lungs.  Her muscles clenched so tight she feared she‘d never get them to relax again.  She squirmed as her need to climax threatened to swallow her alive. 

“Whaddya think, Adam?  Has she earned the right to come?”

Sarah’s beseeching gaze flew to her other tormenter, who gave her a sly smile as he reached for her clamped breasts.  “Yeah.  She’s been a pretty good girl.”

“Then come for us, Sarah,”  Jesse toggled her clit, Adam released the clips on her nipples, and she let out a shriek as her orgasm hit her with the force of an avalanche, blasting through her, leveling everything in its path.  Her back arched into a rigid bow as pleasure clenched her muscles so tight, she thought she heard bones snapping.  And while she was still screaming and jerking about wildly, Jesse stood and unzipped his jeans, freeing his iron-hard cock.  Grabbing her hips, he thrust into her, stroking savagely in and out until she came again, her muscles clamping around him so tightly his eyes crossed.

And again she came, with tremors so violent they rivaled a magnitude 10 earthquake,

even as Jesse spilled his seed deep inside her.  He pulled out and Adam took his place until he, too, climaxed, emptying himself inside her still-convulsing cunt.  He remained deeply buried, rocking his hips hard against her, letting the long, liquid pulls of her inner muscles milk every last drop of come from his pumping cock.  There was so much it splatted onto the floor in thick, milky blobs.  Finally, with a hoarse cry, he pulled out, staggering backwards to collapse into the chair behind him, his hand still stroking his dwindling cock, wet and slick with the combination of all their juices.

Sarah flopped back on the table, jerking like a spastic marionette, totally spent, wondering desperately where all the oxygen had gone.

She was dimly aware of Jesse scooping her up off the table and flopping into the nearest chair with her straddling his lap, holding her close, crooning softly in her ear.  His voice came at her from a great distance, gradually fading until there was nothing but silence.  She had passed out.

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AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY

Julie has always loved stories, both reading and writing them, ever since she was old enough to hold a book in her hands.  One of her favorite childhood activities was smuggling books under the covers to read by flashlight after she was supposed to be asleep.

A career as a children’s librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years.  During that time she created and wrote all the original material for a monthly language arts newsletter full of poems, songs, puppet and flannel-board stories, fingerplays, and other resource material for early childhood educators.  For that endeavor she won the prestigious EDPRESS Award for the best educational newsletter of 1982.  She has also written other resource materials for preschool and early elementary teachers.

After moving more than two dozen times in her life, Julie lives in a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia.  Now widowed and retired, she once again has time to devote to her two favorite things—reading and writing—especially her new love, erotic romances.

 

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