Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Felicity Brandon - Daddy's Game

Daddy’s Game by Felicity Brandon

Series: a Dark Daddy story – Book Three
Hash tags: #DarkRomance #Daddy #BDSM 

Universal Buy link: http://viewbook.at/Game 

3 Book Series Link: http://mybook.to/DarkDaddySeries


He made me his captive.
Demanded I call him Daddy.
He's my magnificent obsession.
I'm trapped. Helpless. Chained.
With no hope of breaking free.
I don't know if I'll get away. Or if I even want to. 
Daddy's games are addictive. 
He's a drug. The more I try to leave, the closer he pulls me.
Wherever I go... Daddy will haunt me.

Daddy's Game is the third in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon bestselling author, Felicity Brandon. Dark adult content is included--you have been warned...


Sophie looked so fine, kneeling on the rug he’d chosen for her specially, her cheeks flushed with both angst and desire. It would have been so easy to have been swayed by her beauty—too easy, in fact. At another time, he’d have happily grabbed a fistful of her hair and kissed her, claiming her in that divine way he knew they both enjoyed. Then he would have screwed her into the soft fibers—and perhaps, he would do those things later if she was a good girl—but now was about punishment.
Now, it was time for Sophie to suffer for him.
“Then turn around and present yourself.” His words soft and slow, Jared saw the desperation flicker in her eyes.
She clasped her hands in front of her as though she was either going to pray or beg him. Usually, he would have enjoyed the show, but not this evening. It was getting late, neither of them had eaten for hours, and he still had a spanking to deliver.
“Sophie.” His tone lowered, and he pressed his forehead gently against her temple. Sophie’s skin was hot and flustered as she ceded, permitting him to push her gently back to her heels. “Why are you making me wait, little girl?”
She pulled the air through her nostrils, her gaze fixed on his. 
“I’m scared, Daddy.”
So, Sophie had worked out what effect the ginger would have on her naughty little backside, had she? Or perhaps, she sensed the danger from the look in his eyes? The atmosphere in the room had shifted, the energy becoming palpable as he pushed her to surrender. Sure, Jared could have made her—he was easily strong enough to pick her up and bind her, so she had no choice but to accept the ginger—but he didn’t want to do that. He’d use force if he had to, but his desire was to see Sophie yield for herself—the first step in accepting her penance and accepting the life he had chosen for her. Jared realized without that acquiescence, their life together was always going to be a fight. He’d always be looking over his shoulder, waiting for her to run—expecting her disobedience—and honestly, that wasn’t what he wanted.
“I know.” He didn’t have any words of solace or comfort for her, only the hard truth of her predicament. “So, why don’t we get this done, and then once you’re soundly punished, Daddy can get back to taking care of you again?”
That was the best she was going to get, and as she kneeled, trembling, she finally ceded the point. “Yes, Daddy.”
His free hand rose to her face, cradling her heated cheek. “Yes?”
Jared didn’t know why he sought affirmation. It was his rules, after all. He didn’t need Sophie’s permission to proceed, yet the moment seemed significant, and he chose to savor it.
She blinked away tears as she nodded, leaning into his palm. “Yes, Daddy. I want to be good.”
His cock leapt at her admission. It was the closest to consent he’d received for hours, and it was powerful. The urge to kiss Sophie became too strong. Yes, he was going to insert this root into her anus and enjoy the hot, flustered cries for mercy it initiated, and yes, he was going to turn her over his knee and spank her until the cheeks either side of the root were a vivid pink color, but that didn’t mean he wanted to waste this moment.
“You will be,” he whispered before his mouth grazed hers. She opened for him right on cue, a heavenly groan escaping her as the caress lingered. Pulling away before the magnetic hold she had over him became too strong, he broke the connection and rose to his knees.
“I’m waiting.”
Sophie’s gaze flittered back to the ginger, then with a sigh, she crawled into position.

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Saturday Spankings - Surprise on both sides

Happy Saturday everyone! We’re still living in a strange world and I’m hoping throwing out ideas for some books you may enjoy will help. I’m taking one last snippet from the third book in my Cassie’s Space series, Cassie on the Move.
Cassie and Tom are spending their first Halloween at the river. Cassie was delighted to find out the adults at the river often dressed up to give out candy. Kate and Allie dressed her up as a sexy pirate wench. But as she was crossing the lawn home from the neighbors after dressing, Tom spoke to her sharply from the upstairs window telling her to get inside. Cassie was embarrassed and was a little angry. She felt Tom was about to hurt Kate and Allie’s feelings.

He spoke my name as he came into the room, but I was angry by then and I didn’t turn around. I was startled when he barked sharply, “Cassie Jane, look at me when I’m speaking to you.”
I’m not a child. I threw caution to the wind as I wheeled around to attack before he could. But when I turned I was utterly speechless at what was before my eyes.
Never in my wildest dreams! My Tom, dressed in full pirate regalia. He looked incredible. I could only stand and stare. He had on a puffed-sleeve shirt with a leather vest, and a sash was at his waist as well as a very real-looking sword. High leather books came nearly to his knees. I had a hard time taking it all in. Looking back at his face, I saw a delightful glint in his eye as I spotted the earring in his ear. Tom with an earring – not a sight I’d ever thought I’d see in this lifetime. I don’t believe the man had ever looked better.
This secret plan had been Kate’s idea and her whole family had helped. I think they saw it as a celebration of my recovery. I couldn’t believe Chris had talked Tom into all this, but he told Tom how they were dressing me and Tom went right along. Tom had loosened up, living at the river. Well, not loosened up on me, but he just seemed more relaxed and willing to break out of his rigid mold. Not to mention he was more than happy to celebrate my return to health.
That old pirate stalked right over to me and kissed me in front of everyone. I just couldn’t take my eyes off him. Lingering at my ear, he whispered, “Far too much cleavage for a lady, but we’ll discuss that later tonight.”

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)

Paperbacks can be found here

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)

Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Sierra Brave - Saving Suki

Saving Suki
by: Sierra Brave
Pain Drove Him Away. Her Heart Couldn’t Forget. 
Tragedy Brought Him Back. Will Fate Bind Them Together?

Series: Horse Mountain Shifters
Even Alpha Males Can’t Fight Fate

I’m so happy to have Sierra Brave here today. This is a great book and a great series. 

Genre: Paranormal Romance; Romantic Suspense; Contemporary Western;
Hashtags: #ParanormalRomance, #Western, #RomanticSuspense, #HEA,

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Sales Blurb:
An abusive childhood and an accident in his teens left stallion-shifter, Malcolm Patterson, with a distrust for his father and a lot of holes in his memory. When his dad passes away, Malcolm returns to Horse Mountain to fulfill his obligation to settle his old man’s affairs but finds the shifter community’s near hero-worship of the late doctor disquieting. He’s further shaken to meet a curvy beauty at the funeral who makes his heart gallop and his primal instincts take over.
Suki Marks has been in love with handsome and noble Malcolm Patterson ever since he saved her from bullies who called her an abomination when she was ten. He was the first person to be straight with her about the reasons some people shunned her family and he was quick to debunk those prejudices as the ignorant folktales and stupid superstitions they were. Even after Malcolm graduated high school and left town, she couldn’t forget him, but becoming Doctor Patterson’s live-in nurse in his last year of life was a coincidence. She never expected to be named in the wealthy physician’s will.
Malcolm assumed he’d be disinherited, but even from the after-life, his father continues to turn the knife, using his will to set up an elaborate scheme to taint Malcolm's feelings for the woman who might be his fated mate. To make matters worse, a dangerous shifter-purist movement is brewing among a small segment of the Horse Mountain Clan, and they’re determined to prevent Suki from passing on her genes to a new generation. Will Malcolm be able to work through his past in time to secure his and Suki’s future?
Warning: Saving Suki is a smoking hot romance with graphic, put-you-in-the-moment love scenes. If you're offended by sexual language, you might want to consider another book. The book can stand alone without reading the others in the series, but reading Horse Mountain Shifters 1-3, will add to the enjoyment of the experience.

“Suki, I’m coming in.” The words to make him halt lingered on the tip of her tongue, but she didn’t make a sound as her door flung open and the tall, broad-shouldered man she’d been dreaming of since she was a kid came rushing through the entrance. “Just what the hell are you doing up here?” His eyes were wide and darkened by his expanded pupils while a rosy hue stained his cheeks. He stared at her, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Her lips parted and she shook her head. Unintelligible noises filled the air between them but none that expressed her indignation at his question. She swallowed back the lump in her throat. “Me? I haven’t done anything but rest on my bed.”
He eyed her, his tongue absently brushing across his bottom lip as he moved closer, circling her like prey. “You sure?” He sucked air in through his nose before heading straight to her hamper and placing his fingers on the lid. Her jaw dropped and she screamed as she rushed forward to stop him, reaching out and smacking the top. As gravity and momentum closed the hamper, Mal snatched his hand back, and to Suki’s utter horror, her arousal-drenched underwear had been hooked by his thumb.
She snatched her undies out of his hand before he had a chance to examine them more closely. “What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”
He lifted his chin and looked down at her, a smirk playing on his lips as he shifted his weight and widened his stance, making his already considerable height and musculature take up more space. “Were you fantasizing?”
The beating of her heart seemed to jump up into her throat as her cheeks burned. She shook her head adamantly. “As if? No way.”
“Bullshit.” Your skin is flushed.” His perfectly straight teeth showed as he grinned. “And those panties—” He lifted his fingers to his nose and sniffed. “Did you touch yourself?”
The fluttering in her stomach and her trembling legs made her indignity harder to sell, but she tried, pointing at her door. “Get out!”
He shrugged, taking a step backward. “You sure? I won’t force you.” He touched his chest before waving his hand toward her and back at himself. “This thing between us—in the air we breathe, muddling our thoughts and taking control of our bodies—it’s primal, thousands of years of survival instinct pushing us to pass on our genes.” He clenched his jaw, creases forming on his forehead. “I can’t fight it, and I won’t try. You want me to leave? Fine, but if I walk out the door, I’ll go straight to my car, leave Horse Mountain, and you will never see me again.”
Suki’s heart dropped and her stomach tensed, her chest heaving as she struggled with how to respond. His intense stare shook her to her core as if his eyes were demanding an answer. She glanced down at the floor. “Don’t go.”

Other Books in the Horse Mountain Shifters Series:
Horse Mountain Heat

Real Cowboys Love Cats

Bridling Lucy

About Sierra
Sierra Brave is a multi-published author of smoking hot romance. Her love of erotic fiction started in her last year of high school when she read the sensual classic, Fanny Hill. She felt so naughty yet liberated with her copy tucked away in her book bag and hopes her work will have the same delicious effect on her readers.

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Saturday, April 18, 2020

Saturday Spanking - Completely innocent

Welcome back to another quarantine Saturday Spankings. I sure do want to see the world return to a more normal state, but until it does we’ll just have to keep amusing ourselves. I’m hoping snippets from my Cassie’s Space series can help a little. I’m continuing with one from Cassie on the Move.
 Cassie and Tom and their friends are still on the cruise. Because Cassie snuck out to a show Tom told her not to go to, he has confined her to the ship the day he and the guys go golfing. Even that can’t keep Cassie away from trouble as she gets a black eye in the pool and breaks a nail while wall-climbing. When Tom returns he can’t find Cassie but finds some shopping bags leading him to think she did leave the ship to go shopping. When she shows up in their suite she is able to convince him she had followed his orders.

Tom stood watching me a moment longer before he finally sank into a chair with a heavy sigh. “Cassie, you are going to worry me to death. I was working up to giving you the worst spanking you’ve had in quite a while. If it had turned out you’d left this ship –”
“Just stop, I don’t want to hear about it,” I shushed him as I came over to sit on his lap. We just sat quietly for a while, content with one another.
After a bit, Tom stood me up, and taking my hand, led me to the bedroom. Entering the room, he said, “I still think somebody needs a spanking.”
“Oh really?” I asked, falling right into his teasing. “Perhaps someone who jumped to hasty conclusions?”
“No,” Tom countered. “It would be the one who ran around the ship without a thought to proper decorum and ended up with a black eye and a broken nail.”
He was telling me this as he was helping me out of my slacks and pulling down my panties. He sat on the bed and pulled me across his lap. He quickly began taking out some of his earlier worries on his favorite target, but I’ll take this kind of attention anytime, although he surely can deliver a sting even when he is just playing.
When he finally let me up, my cheeks were as red as the eye of a stove and felt nearly as hot. I was doing my “just got spanked” dance, to Tom’s usual enjoyment, when he said, “Cassie, I hope you managed to get all your wildness out of your system today so I can relax for the rest for this trip.”
My rear was throbbing, as well as a few other places, as I pushed Tom back on the bed. As I climbed onto the bed to join him, I began unbuttoning his shirt.
“I haven’t done anything wild today, at least not yet, but you better hold on to your hat now.” And for all his big talk, he didn’t seem to mind a bit.

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)

Paperbacks can be found here

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)

Corbin's Bend

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Felicity Brandon - Taunted

by Felicity Brandon

She showed me the light when she came into my life.
And reminded me just how dark love can be.

Series: The Dark Necessities Prequel: Dalton’s Tale– Book Two
Hash tags: #DarkRomance #Billionaire #BDSM #Revenge

Universal Buy link: mybook.to/Taunted

Goodreads TBR: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/50475415-taunted


I saved Delilah from Morley and Hyland.
It was a pleasure.
That should’ve been the end of it.
I didn’t expect things to get this intense.
I didn’t think our passion could grow so dark, but there isn’t anything I want more than to own her.
I need her soul to be mine.
But we have a new threat looming over us.
Hyland wants revenge and men like him will do anything.
We need to play this carefully.
Or else… 
Dalton’s mouth skimmed over her lips, capturing her attention in an instant. “I’m going to pound you so hard, Delilah.”
Arousal pooled at her core with his words. “Yes, sir.”
She was brazen now, incapable of resisting Dalton’s allure, and with no desire to even try anymore.
He nodded his head at her. “I’m glad we’re aligned on this.”
With one sharp tug, he yanked her panties down her thighs, guiding them to her feet. Delilah’s breathing accelerated at his show of force. Fuck, he was hot when he was like this. He could take her all bloody day long when he was in this mood.
Dalton guided her from the fabric at her ankles, tugging her forward in the direction of the couch. “Over the arm.”
His instruction was curt, and as she turned toward his face for reassurance, Delilah saw the grin there and she went willingly, draping the top half of her body over the raised arm.
“Legs apart.”
She panted at the order, but complied at once. She wanted this. It was as sexy as hell being exposed and available to Dalton, and even ignoring the growing pressure at her neck, she waited for the real fun to begin, her heart racing inside her chest.
“What do you want, firecracker?” Dalton’s words rang out over her head.
“You, sir.” He reply was reflexive, and desperate.
He smacked her arse, not hard enough to really hurt, but with enough force to make her yelp. “What about me?”
“Your cock.” She practically screamed the word, relishing the way Dalton always made her spell it out.
There was no hiding with him.
There never was.
“Tell me then.”
“I need your cock, sir.” Delilah barely recognized the voice of the woman who responded. She was so breathy and full of need. Surely, it couldn’t be her?
“You want my cock?” Dalton’s voice was full of glee.
Fuck, yes! The thought imploded in her head. You know I want it, Dalton. Why are you making me wait?
The sound of his laughter filled the air. “Beg for it.”
“What?” Delilah gasped.
“You heard me,” he snarled, his words registering in her ears just before he spanked her again. And the strike was harder this time. Much harder, the pain spreading out across her cheeks. “And you know how to address me.”
She panted at this stern version of her lover. “Sorry, sir. Yes.”
Delilah inhaled. Begging for his cock? Christ, why was that making her so wet? Yet it was. She could feel the moisture at her pussy and it was for him. It was all for him.
“Please may I have your cock, sir?” Delilah cringed into the couch with the words, grateful that she didn’t have to look Dalton in the eyes.
“In your cunt?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And in your arse?”
Delilah tensed. In her arse—was he serious? “Sir, we’ve nev—”
Her sentence was ended by the giant palm that crashed down upon her exposed backside again and her lips parted with the pain.
“Answer the question. Do you want my cock in your arse or not?”
The query resounded around her mind. Did she want it there? Delilah had successfully fought off every man who’d tried to fuck her there in the past, but now, with Dalton, the idea didn’t seem so repugnant.
Rather, the notion of submitting to him that way sounded hot.
“I don’t know, sir.”
Dalton swatted her backside again, and Delilah winced at the impact.
“Don’t lie to me, Delilah.” His voice was almost a growl.
She flustered, wishing suddenly that she could just get up and talk to him, but her face was flush against the couch, her legs immobilized by Dalton’s body behind her. “I’m not lying!” she insisted. “I’ve never been fucked there before.”
His fingers trailed a line softly across the curve of her arse. “Really?”
Dalton sounded surprised. Sardonic almost.
“Yes, she panted. “Sir.”
“Your cunt it is then,” he decided, pulling away from her body just enough to line the tip of his cock at her labia. “Let’s hear you beg for it.”
Delilah’s hands balled into fists at her back. Why was he making her ask again?
“And I’d suggest you don’t keep me waiting, firecracker. Or I’ll find something for that pretty arse right now.”
That made Delilah start. She’d been reassured by the way Dalton had veered away from the topic of anal sex at her admission, but the thought he might try and change his mind about that filled her with dread. “Please, sir,” she blurted. “Please fuck my pussy with your cock.”
One of his hands skimmed over the skin of her bound arms. “As you wish, beautiful.”
He impaled her then, one swift thrust that stretched and filled Delilah’s pussy in the most scintillating way. That was what she’d needed. That was what she’d waited for.
Delilah’s mouth opened, but there were no words, just a low guttural moan.