Saturday, February 23, 2019

Saturday Spanking - Uncomfortable shopping



Welcome back to Saturday Spankings. Are you beginning to wonder if this winter will ever end? I’m starting to. My plan is to find a nice, cozy, warm spot in the house and read until it’s warm outside. If you feel the same way, let me give you a snippet from Returning to Us from the Back to Corbin’s Bend series.
In today’s snippet, Hal has sent Susan on a shopping trip – with a reminder that he is in charge. She meets up with Rose and Quincy…

“I don’t know what you mean,” Susan stammered. “I’m just doing… a little shopping.”
Rose smiled sweetly and with a knowing look said, “Just a little casual shopping, wearing a butt plug?”
A look of horror crossed Susan’s face. “How did…” she trailed off. Both women laughed. “Honey you’re in Corbin’s Bend and we see it all the time. You’ll be able to spot it soon, the shifting from foot to foot trying to get comfortable. Clenching and unclenching – we call it the ‘butt plug shuffle.’ 
“You mean …you?”
“Many times,” Rose confessed. 
“And many more to come I suspect,” Quincy chimed in with a laugh.
Susan stared at the women in total shock. How could they laugh and joke while she was dying of embarrassment? Quincy reached out and took her arm. “Honey, it’s all part of getting settled. There are going to be times you’re going to feel embarrassed and self-conscious, but soon you’re going to realize that no one’s laughing at you. We may laugh because we’ve been in the same situation or know we could be, but it’s more a feeling of camaraderie than anything else.”





Other books by PK Corey

Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

    Cal's Law Series:



Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)

Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Daryl Devoré - Branwyn's Love

Branwyn’s Love
Daryl Devoré




#hotread #erotic #courtesan #love

Blurb:

Daryl Devoré pens another hot read – the medieval romance -Branwyn’s Love.

The tale of a young woman sold as a courtesan in training. Branwyn arrives in a new land to begin daily lessons in the bewildering art of bedding a man.

The noblewoman chosen to be Prince Malacke’s bride rejects him by bedding his hated rival. Malacke turns his anger towards increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn castle. And he succeeds until his attention is captured by the face of the woman who will be his queen.

Note: This book contains elements of domination, submission, and fetishes. If these concepts disturb you, please do not purchase or read this book. Branwyn’s Love was formerly known as Black Dorn and published by New Dawning.

Excerpt:

“Excellent. Now we begin your first and most important lesson - tragor. In your language, it has many meanings. But I believe duty is a good word. Through your duty, you must submit. Submission is your tragor. Do you understand what that word means?”
“Yes, Duna Trea. I am a very obedient person. When my aunt or uncle requested I do something, I did it without question.”
“But yesterday I told you not to speak to anyone unless spoken to first, yet you disobeyed me. And did it to Gon-Dra Malacke.”
“I am sorry,” said Branwyn. “I was frightened and confused. I…I did not know who he was. But Leah explained these things to me.”
“So, do you state that you understand tragor?”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
“Then stand and remove your upper garments. Unlace your bodice, let it and your sleeves drop to your waist.”
With trembling fingers, Branwyn tried to comply, but the laces refused to undo.
Duna Trea waited while Branwyn fumbled with the laces. “Now your shift. Expose your body.”
Branwyn’s muscles stiffened. A chill swept through her. “But I will be naked! One should not expose one’s body to another. It is against the—”
A flash of anger filled Duna Trea’s eyes.
Remembering Leah’s instructing and her discomfort, Branwyn did not want to cause any more pain to her. Surely, Duna Trea knows it is wrong to expose oneself. She paused, hoping her duna would rescind the order.
“Tragor.” One anger-filled word hung in the room.
Eyes squeezed shut, and bottom lip trembling, she reached for the bow to loosen the front of her shift, tugged on the right sleeve and removed her right arm. She gripped the material in her underarm and lowered the left sleeve. Placing her arms in front of her breasts, hands clasped under her chin, she raised her elbows, letting the material drop.
“Lower your arms.”
Three simple words cut Branwyn like knives. She tried to drop her arms, but the muscles refused to obey. Tears slipped between closed lids and trickled down her cheeks.
“Tragor, Dune.”
With every muscle fibre fighting the motion, Branwyn lowered her arms but held her hands clasped before her.
“Place your hands behind your back. Complete exposure. Good girl. Now step this way.”
Duna Trea stood next to Malacke.
Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Branwyn stepped over and stood next to Trea. “Have you ever touched a man?”

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Saturday, February 16, 2019

Saturday Spankings - Total Immersion



Welcome back. Saturday Spankings is one of the best places to look if you want to fill your Kindle with great spanking stories. My snippet today is from Returning to Us, from the Back to Corbin’s Bend series.
To begin their journey back to their DD marriage, Hal proposes a ‘total immersion’ to get them started. Susan hesitantly agrees, remembering these weekends can be intense. But after the first long day with multiple spankings, their evening is turning out very well.

Susan scurried to do as he asked. When Hal walked into the room and saw his previously nearly frigid wife in position and waiting for him, his erection was almost immediate. He undressed, then stepped into the bathroom and picked up a bath brush. Back in the bedroom, he smacked the bed hard causing her to jumped and whimpered. She said nothing about him promising no more spanking and held her position. Turning the brush around, Hal ran the bristle side lightly over Susan’s sore ass. She clenched and managed to stay put. Even the light touch was reigniting the fire and every stroke of the day begin to burn intensely. He ran the soft bristles between her legs.
Susan gave a low moan. It was nearly more than Hal could take. This position, with his beautiful wife on all fours aroused him more than any other. As a young teen, he’d seen wild horses mating on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The wildness of the stallions, the sheer dominance they showed as they mounted the female, had stayed with him in his fantasies for a lifetime. 





Other books by PK Corey


Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

    Cal's Law Series:



Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)

Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Entwined - Felicity Brandon

Entwined 
by Felicity Brandon
The Dark Necessities – Book Three

Hash tags:#DarkRomance #KidnapThriller #Alphamale #Redemption
Can a monster ever find redemption?


Buy link: Universal link: viewbook.at/Entwined
Goodreads TBR:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43518322-entwined




It was the damndest thing. The monster made her feel whole again.

Giveaway (running until February 17th, 2019):



Blurb:

Can a monster ever find redemption?

Free from her captor, author Molly Clary finds herself back at home, but she’s just as lost as ever. In the isolation of her new-found freedom, Molly makes a startling revelation; she can no longer function without Connor Reilly. She can’t write without him; she can’t live without him.

The admission leads Molly into the most intense and dangerous chapter of her twisted love affair yet, and by reaching out to Connor again, she must decide if she can really leave her old life behind to venture into the dark and mysterious confines of the organization known only as The Syndicate.

For a couple whose love is built on lust, and fear and submission, there should be no happy ending. But as Molly helps her kidnapper lay his ghosts to rest, the question beckons, can they forge their own brand of happiness regardless? Can Connor finally be delivered into a consensual union with his kitten, and will it be enough to satisfy both of their dark needs?

Buy the captivating conclusion to The Dark Necessities trilogy, and devour this tantalizing finale.

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Excerpt:


“Don’t look at me like that,” he told her without looking up from the buttons.
Molly screwed the bedding up in her fists. “Don’t do this!” she implored him for what must be the twentieth time that day. “Please, Master. I don’t like it. I don’t like this, at all.”
“Kitten,” he cooed, pacing toward the bed and falling to his knees beside her. “You’re the reason I’m doing this. You’re the reason I need to do it.”
Molly blinked away the tears which were threatening to fall. “No,” she gasped, as she reached for his shoulder. “If that’s true, then I’m sorry, but I’ve changed my mind. Don’t go…”
She hated how desperate she sounded, but there it was; every word was true. All of her emotions were laid out there. Her heart exposed and vulnerable, just as it had been since the day she’d started to fall for the man who’d captured her.
Connor’s expression melted a little at her display of emotion, but his determined eyes told her the real story. He was going to do it. He wasgoing, and he was going to do whatever this thing was he’d arranged with Malone, and as per fucking usual, there wasn’t a thing Molly could do to change it. Inside her, her heart began to break.
“Don’t upset yourself, pet,” he purred as he stroked the side of her face lovingly. “I want you to stay here and rest, because when this is over, I’m going to need you like I’ve never needed anyone before.”
The knot of tension in her belly tightened at his words. If Connor was going to need her so badly, then her intuition must be spot on, and whatever this was must be absolutely freaking awful.
“I’m worried,” she conceded in a flurry. “I have a bad feeling about this, Master.”
He offered her a small smile. “Honestly,” he admitted, “I have a pretty bad feeling, too, but it will be okay. I have Dalton with me. He’ll look after me.”
She was sobbing as he pulled her in for one last embrace, apparently trying to soothe her with hot, torrid kisses. 
“Promise me you’ll stay here like a good, little kitten,” he whispered. “I don’t want to have to lock you in anymore. I think we’ve moved past that point now, don’t you?”
Molly nodded. She didn’t want to be locked in either, but she’d accept those terms from now on if it meant he was going to stay.
“Lock the door behind me,” he warned her. “And stay put!”
Connor’s hand reached for her chin, forcing it up to meet the intensity of his gaze. “Promise me, kitten. Promise me you’ll stay put.”
“Let’s go, Connor!” Dalton’s voice yelled from just beyond the door, making Molly jump instinctively.
“Promise me,” Connor demanded, resting his forehead against her face. 
Molly raised her head to meet the strength of his gaze, and she knew he meant it. She was going to have to promise him. That compelling look in his eyes was never going to have it any other way. “Okay,” she sobbed quietly. “I promise, Master.”
But even as the words slipped from her lips, Molly knew she didn’t mean them. Whatever was going to happen to him, there was no way she was just going to lie here and wait.
No fucking way.



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Author Bio and social links:

Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.
She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.
You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

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Saturday, February 9, 2019

Saturday Spankings - What's stopping you?


Welcome back Saturday Spankers! There are many new book out in our genre and I hope you’ve come looking to fill up your Kindles. Today’s snippet is from my latest, Returning to Us, now in the Back to Corbin’s Bend series.
Hal and Susan are all moved in, but Hal is still uncertain of how to get them back on track. He meets with Jason, his assigned mentor, who ask him why he hasn’t gotten started.

“Everything’s different now. We’re all grown up and civilized, maybe too civilized. When I say I’m scared, it’s not that I’m afraid she’ll blow up in a temper. In fact, I think I miss some of that fire and temper. You see, the few times I’ve mentioned spanking her over the past few years, she’s usually just laughed. I’m scared she won’t go along with it. Deep in my gut, I think that’s what I fear the most, her scorn and dismissal. Susan never ‘fights’ anymore, but she grows silent… distant… until I feel nothing I say or do will faze her. I don’t know what to do when she gets like that.”
“Yes, you do know,” Jason said simply. “Hal, understand this. Susan came  here with you, knowing what our community is all about. And she came of her own free will. It’s time, past time, for you to step up. She can’t follow if you don’t lead.”





Other books by PK Corey


Cassie Space series:



Cassie's Space (book one)   
Cassie's Tale (book two)                       
Cassie on the Move (book three)          
Cassie's River Living (book four)        
Cassie's Conflict (book five)
Cassie's Influence (book six)
Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)
Cassie Corralled (book eight)
Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)
Cassie's Life (book ten)

    Cal's Law Series:



Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)

Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

BJ Wane - Submitting to the Rancher


 Submitting to the Rancher
BJ Wane

He ignored her then reprimanded her and finally succumbed to her charms.  But did he come around too late to save her from a threat to both his ranch and her safety?



I'm happy to have BJ Wane back at the Reading Room. She's hitting close to my heart here. I think you'll like this one.

GENRES: Erotic romance, BDSM, spanking, HEA, suspense, cowboy
Buy link:  Amazon

BLURB:
Sydney Greenbriar finds more than she bargained for when she gets lost on her way to report for a new job and finds herself at a BDSM club. Peering in through the window, her attention, and libido are both snagged by one man delivering some old-fashioned discipline to a young blonde. After he runs her off, both are surprised to discover she is the new cook he’d hired for his ranch.
Caden MacGregor wanted to turn away the cheeky woman he’d caught spying on his club without remorse, but desperation for a cook forced his hand. Sydney proved to be a definite asset to his employees, and a royal pain in his butt. Somehow, her penchant for getting lost and landing in trouble, along with her determination to return to the club as a guest, soon slid past his resistance.
It took a threat to Sydney and unearthing the truth about what made her flee her home in Missouri to force them to admit their feelings and get her to stay as more than his cook.
Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only and contains themes of mystery, suspense, power exchange, ménage and adult themes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

EXCERPT:
       Guilt had coiled through him like an insidious snake and kept Caden from enjoying himself once he arrived at The Barn. Instead of seeking a willing sub to spend the evening with, he’d sat at the bar brooding over a pair of hurt, green eyes and a lonely figure standing on his front porch as he’d driven away. Connor hadn’t helped, accusing him of being too hard on Sydney, not giving enough consideration to her new arrival in the state. Finally giving up on getting any enjoyment out of the night, he left it to his brother and best friend, Grayson Monroe to close up and returned home to check on their new cook. 
He hadn’t expected to find her up, standing in the dim light of the kitchen wearing nothing but a skimpy nightshirt hiked up to reveal the edge of pink panties as she reached for a glass with a shaking hand. “What’s wrong?” he barked, striding forward and turning her to face him. Her slender body shook under his hands on her shoulders and her face was paler than usual, but those arresting eyes snapped with green fire when she jerked away from him. 
“Nothing, I got up to get a drink and didn’t hear you come in.”
“The house is well-insulated against the harsh winters. What’s wrong?” he asked again, some insane part of him needing to know despite the way she crossed her arms in a belligerent stance of stubbornness.
“I couldn’t sleep.” 
The evasive shift of her eyes gave away that untruth, drawing his scowl. “Do your hands always shake when you can’t sleep?”
She avoided his question again with a point-blank one of her own. “Did you have fun with your blonde?”
Exasperated, Caden swore and demanded, “Are you going to tell me what happened to upset you?”
Sydney tilted her head and regarded him with a probing stare before asking, “Are you going to let me into your club?”
She’s like a damn dog with a bone. “No.”
“Then goodnight, boss.” 
Sydney moved to brush by him and, unable to let her go just yet, Caden gripped her arm and hauled her against him. Frustration with the entire, fucked-up night ripped through him. Fisting his free hand in her red hair, he tilted her head sideways and dipped down to nip at the soft, tender flesh of her neck. Her gasp went straight to his cock; her low moan as he stroked his tongue over the bite jerked him into a semi-erection. Lifting his head enough to coast over her lips with his, he warned in a low voice, “Be careful what you wish for, Sydney. You may just get more than you bargained for.” Before he could give into the temptation to toss her down and bury himself inside her slick heat right there on the kitchen floor, he released her and stepped back. 
“Goodnight.” Caden left her standing there with a bemused expression, but that was better than the stress lining her face from whatever had kept her awake. He needed to learn to remain calm and unaffected by her, to remind himself she was just another employee, here to do a job, and that was the extent of their involvement. 





BIO AND SOCIAL MEDIA CONTACTS
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.