This week’s featured author: Glenna Maynard

Check out the interview of Glenna Maynard, author of “Beautiful Strangers”, on this week’s Author Blogger Exchange.

Glenna Maynard

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Five stars for “The Pharaoh and the Curator”

I love everything about this short story. Its unusual and very interesting premise, sexy, strong and believable characters, and the author’s exquisite writing. What more can you want? More of the same, of course, and so I intend to read every book in the Paranormal Erotic Tale series.

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Meet author Morgan King

Today fellow Evernight author Morgan King visits my blog! Please check out her presentation:

Hi, I’m Morgan and Moving On…With His Handy Man is my first All Male Romance. Surprisingly it’s also my most personal story yet. It was written from a single moment of feeling, in this case: my ex is seeing someone else it’s time to move on, how in hell do I do that? The answer for me was to write this story. For me this means the characters are very real. I hope they feel that way to you too.

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BLURB:

Tom is gutted when his business partner and ex- boyfriend Liam tells him he is seeing someone else. Tom and Liam’s relationship has been over for more than year, but it is this news that convinces Tom it is time to move on with his own life and he finally finds he courage to do something out of character: ask the handyman out.

Jax hasn’t tried to hide the fact that he’s smitten with Tom and he’s thrilled that Tom has finally put Liam to one side and is showing an interest in him. He’ll grab his chance to date Tom with both hands! However, he likes Tom enough to want to be more than just a rebound fling.

Can Tom truly let go off his feelings for Liam, and will Jax have a chance to win the battered and bruised heart of his boss?

EXCERPT:

“I don’t mind being the guy you experiment with, even if it’s rebound, even if it’s tit for tat with Liam for finding someone else, as long as that’s not all it is. I really like you, if that wasn’t obvious enough.” Jax said.

Tom gave a sigh of relief, “I really like you, too, and thank you for saying yes.”

“I’m sure it should be me thanking you. You are my superior after all. I’m just the handy man.”

Flirting, I can do this. “And a very fine handy man you are, too.” If he’d been typing Tom would have added a winking emoticon, but as it was he couldn’t pull the real thing off, so he’d just have to hope Jax got the message.

“Perhaps you’d let me thank you and demonstrate just how handy I am.” Jax walked towards Tom as he spoke, not just right up to the other side of the desk, but all around it, invading Tom’s personal space, so that Tom had to lean back to look up. That was until Jax got down on his knees in front of him.

Was Jax doing what Tom thought he was? Hoped he was? Was this how two people who weren’t dating had sex for the first time? Tom had always wondered how two people went from chatting to more. The first time for him and Liam had been after a great deal of build up. They’d been friends who had decided to take it one step further, and the act itself had been well planned. They’d also never had sex in the office before. Given they owned the building it had always struck Tom as a tragedy.

Tom’s mind might not be up to speed with how quickly Jax was moving, but his cock certainly was. It was pumped up and ready to go, pushing against his slacks and trying to get his attention.

It appeared to have Jax’s attention. He reached one hand out to caress Tom’s cock through the silky material. “A good workman needs good tools, and this one feels like it might just suit me.” With heart-pounding slowness, at least in Tom’s body, Jax pulled down Tom’s zipper. Tom’s cock surged forward for one brief moment, but remained restrained by his cotton underwear.

“Here, wait a minute,” Tom said, and then when Jax instantly shifted back, a look of hurt rejection in his eyes, he went on. “No, I don’t want you to stop, I just thought it’d be easier if I…” He leaned his hips up and shimmied his trousers and trunks over his hips, down to mid-thigh, demonstrating his intention before resting his naked butt back on the cool leather of the seat.

There was no way he wanted Jax to stop.

“Ah well, that does make my job easier.”

Jax grinned up at Tom, flashing his sexier than any one man deserved to have dimples. He knelt just looking at Tom’s cock for what felt like an eternity to Tom, every second marked by the pulse throbbing through the long vein running down the underside of his cock, and an increase in size, centimetre by centimetre. If his penis hadn’t measured just over nine inches from root to tip he might have been getting an inferiority complex.

WHERE TO BUY: 

http://www.amazon.com/With-Handy-Moving-On-ebook/dp/B00DRGN6UU/ref=pd_rhf_dp_p_t_2_XVSA

http://www.amazon.co.uk/With-Handy-Moving-On-ebook/dp/B00DRGN6UU/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1373295723&sr=1-1

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-withhishandyman-1228196-149.html

http://www.bookstrand.com/with-his-handy-man

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/with-his-handy-man-by-morgan-king/

WHERE TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT ME:

http://www.facebook.com/authormorganking

http://www.facebook.com/morgankingauthor

http://www.authormorganking.wordpress.com

Twitter:  Morgan King @EroticWritings

OTHER INFO ABOUT ME:

Well I like to see myself as an infinitely patient single mother and charity manager by day and reader and writer of erotic romance by night. I love all genres of romance, but have a special tendre for historical stories having been seduced by Jane Austen and Georgette Heyer at a young age. I even named my dog Darcy.

My son is a very imaginative five year old, so when the characters aren’t having conversations in my head I’m voicing the character of a witch, dragon, pirate or possibly knight. Yes, I always get to be the bad guy for some reason! We live in the rural East of England not far from the forest so there are always plenty of opportunities for adventure.

OTHER BOOKS:

Duty to Love, 5*reader rated, ARe and Bookstrand bestselling erotic regency ménage romance. http://amzn.to/1578Dtb

Her Type of Guy, anthology of erotic short stories, something for everyone. http://amzn.to/12g5Hfs

An Unconditional Courtship, a short sweet regency romance. http://amzn.to/177IKz6

SOME QUESTIONS I’VE ANSWERED:

Do you have anything in common with your characters?

I think a writer puts a bit of themselves into every character, male or female. I don’t think I have too much in common with many of my characters, except thinking about it I have a forthcoming story (4th July) entitled Moving On: With His Handyman and although this is about two men the motivation for the story was the feelings I had in common with one of the characters… (if you read it and want to know more just e-mail me!)

What’s the strangest (bravest, funniest etc) thing you’ve ever done?

There’s actually a few to pick from, the one I’ve chosen is maybe strange, maybe funny, but only if you have a warped sense of humour like me and in this case two of my friends.

For some reason we decided it would be funny to play a prank on the University Chaplain, so I convinced a security guard that I had left my purse in the Chaplain’s office and when allowed back in to look in for it slipped the catch on his window. That night we spent hours blowing up balloons before carrying them across campus in black bin bags, opening the unlatched window from the outside, and pushing them all through. Okay there weren’t so many that he couldn’t walk in, but there was certainly no floor to be seen. The next day we staked out his office till he arrived. His expression: priceless!!!

When did you write your first book (and is it published)?

Not long ago! Duty to Love was my first book and was released with Evernight in February. It’s an erotic regency ménage J
Who are some of your favorite authors?

I read far too much, before I started writing it had got to be a bit of an addiction, seriously, so I could write a very long list, I’ll try to keep it short!

Michel Faber, Ian McEwan, Philippa Gregory, Tracey Chevalier, Jonathon Kellerman, Faye Kellerman, Michael Connolly, Harlen Coben, Jane Austen, Daphne Du Maurier, Lauren Dane, Maya Banks, Christine Feehan, Elizabeth Hoyt, J.R. Ward.

That’s the really short list!

What’s your guiltiest pleasure?

Yorkshire Puddings filled with cream cheese and blueberries, especially if they are for breakfast, because I’ve run out of milk and bread! (Yes they are frozen batters, as I’ve run out of milk).

Who did you dedicate your first book to?

A few people, but mainly a teacher that meant a lot to me and a group of women that like to talk sex 😉

I am now taking requests; my sister very specifically wants me to dedicate my forthcoming naughty fairytale No Rest for the Prince’s Virgin to her.

How do you come up with inspiration for your books?

I tend to play the What If game in my head all the time and turn the answers into stories.

What’s the hardest part of writing?

Some days just making yourself write, or researching facts, although personally I could never have been a writer before Google and Wikipedia. That and the consequences of writing, waiting to see if anyone likes your stories!

What are your fondest memories of reading?

My whole family loves books, so they were a big part of my childhood growing up. I still remember my mum recording (onto cassette tape!) The Witches, by Roald Dahl, for me to listen to in the car or in bed when she wasn’t available to read to me.

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Featured author: Shannan Albright!

I’m pleased to welcome talented author Shannan Albright for a talk about her new book “Dark Hunter”.

Hey Shannan, nice to have you here! To start off, name 10 things most people don’t know about you.

I’m an introvert, Terrified of spiders, can’t watch any movie which has an animal die in it, still cry when I see Little Women even though I’ve seen the movie over twenty times, love a good scary movie, have a quick temper, forgive easily just don’t forget, can be very sensitive, a worrier and can’t say no to cheesecake.

What’s your take on critique groups?

They can be a nightmare if you are with writers who don’t mesh with you. Be sure these are writers who you trust and understand your style. When you get the right combination, they can make you shine.

Definitely! Describe a day with you behind the scenes.

The best way to describe a day of writing with me is manic. I tend to have two to three WIP’s up and I’m working on them throughout the day. When I start to feel antsy, I know it’s time to recharge and either start painting or I read for a while then I’m back at it. I write until three in the morning or so and usually am up and at it again by ten the next morning. Of course this is on the weekends when I don’t have to work a day job.

How do you handle negative criticism?

I try to distance myself from the criticism as much as I can to see if any of what the person said holds a ring of truth to it. If I find merit in what they say I take it and use it to make me a better writer. No matter what, I thank them for taking the time to read my book. If I don’t agree with them, I still thank them for their time and never argue with them. Remembering that not everyone will like my style of writing or my stories.

I couldn’t agree more. As an author, what scares you the most?

Getting up in front of a large crowd of people. I guess it goes with being an introvert. It’s hard to have all that focus on me when I’m doing a workshop or leading a discussion.

And what is the hardest part about writing?

Writing the first three chapters of a book. It seems I go through at least three rewrites before I feel good enough to continue. Once through the third chapter I’m pretty much home free.

And that’s always the best feeling! So do you use a pen name, and why?

I’m a very private person and don’t like just anyone knowing who I really am. My writing persona is much different than who I am in my day to day world.

What is the easiest book you ever wrote?

My first Dark Breed Enforcer book. I had it finished and published in four months. Dark Passion Rising just seemed to flow from start to finish without a hitch. If only all my books were that easy to get out. I think the reason it seemed easier had to be because it was the first book I authored solo and coming off the high of a successful anthology I was filled with creativity.

Thanks so much for stopping by, Shannan, and good luck 🙂

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AUTHOR BIO:

Growing up I was called the dreamer of the family, something not always thought of as a positive thing. As a child, I would draw and build stories around my pictures, so writing was a natural extension for me. Recently a family member told me that from now on she would encourage those dreamers she knew. Stating “with hard work and focus dreams can come true. Shannan Albright is proof that dreaming can be a positive thing.”

When not writing I spend my time between oil painting and reading. I love writing paranormal, urban fantasy, historical and fantasy romances because of the world building and rich characters I feel a connection to. I’m drawn to dark, edgy heroes and heroines overcoming impossible odds internal and external.

I’m a “hopeful” Romantic who believes a healthy relationship built on respect and a strong partnership is the key to a happy ever after.

Website: www.shannanalbright.com

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Shannan-Albright/e/B004VISNC4

Linkedin: www.linkedin.com/pub/shannanalbright/23/b90/a0

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ShannanAlbright

Facebook: www.facebook.com/shannan.albright

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4484637.Shannan_Albright?auto_login_attempted=true

BLURB:

Vampire Mari Ankamunan struggles to pick up the pieces of her life after her bar The Asp becomes a war zone between the Enforcers and members of the Preservation Society, who want all dark breeds wiped out. The sudden appearance of the only man she ever loved brings her world to a crashing halt, for she witnessed his brutal murder two thousand years ago.

Navar’s spoken oaths to his Sire cost him Mari. Torn from her side by the sidhe queen, he is her Hunter, delivering justice for crimes against the breeds. Now freed he returns to his lovers side only to be caught in a dark plot where Mari is targeted for death.

The stakes are high, can they uncover a deadly plot against the Enforcers or will Navar lose Mari, forever by an assassin’s hand?

EXCERPT:

“I will do everything in my power to protect her, even lay down my life if it comes to that.” Navar’s words rang in the still air, spoken as an oath.

“Marcus will be relieved to find out Mari is well protected. I know after the incident with the Preservation Society, he has been concerned for her safety. Someday you must tell me how you secured your release.”

Mari blinked at the two men, feeling left out of the loop in the XY-chromosome chat. Males. Can’t live without them and can’t kill them. Irritation spiked into the red zone, her patience threadbare for the bullshit. Placing her diminutive self between the two towering males, she gave them both a fearless glare and fisted her hands on her hips.

All conversation stopped as they stared down at her with surprise. Good, now she had their attention. “I’ve been alive since the time of Cleopatra. I didn’t survive all those centuries by being a fucking weak female. I can fight, strategize, and I damn well have enough intellect in this ‘girly’ brain to figure out what I need to do to save my own hide, thank you very much. Now, if you don’t mind talking to me, not about me, it would be appreciated and might save your ball sacs from relocating somewhere north on your body. Are we clear, boys?”

Adrian threw his head back and roared a large rolling laugh that reverberated throughout the room. She blinked in surprise. She’d never once seen any enforcer laugh. Sure, they smiled, chuckled, and even smirked, but never laughed. She found it…disconcerting.

“Point taken. You will have your hands full with this little hellion, hunter. I don’t envy you.”

“Little hellion indeed. Yet well worth the extra trouble,” Navar agreed, his pale eyes darkening with hunger.

BUY LINKS:
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/dark-hunter-by-shannan-albright/
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-darkhunter-1244081-168.html
Amazon Kindle:
http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Hunter-Breed-Enforcers-ebook/dp/B00DZ5X89W/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374161003&sr=1-1&keywords=dark+hunter+by+Shannan+Albright

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In the author spotlight: Jessica Jayne

Yet another talented author from Evernight, Jessica Jayne is here to talk about her new book “Board Stiff”!

BLURB:

John Dorsey’s life is good.  He is the owner of Dorsey Construction.  He’s the youngest person on the board of directors for Advantage Insurance Company.  He lives on the beach.  And he knows he can have any woman he wants.  John’s got the world at his fingertips… except he’s yet to find a woman that stimulates both his body and mind.

Elizabeth Wright worked hard in a large Tampa law firm making a name for herself, but it came at the expense of her personal life. When Advantage Insurance Company offers her a job as corporate counsel, Elizabeth cannot turn it down.  The thought that she can have a successful legal career and a life excites and intimidates her.

But when their worlds collide one day in the Advantage board room, neither Elizabeth nor John knows what’s hit them.  All they know is they can’t stay away from each other.

EXCERPT:

“Are you seeing anyone?  Sleeping with anyone?” he asked further.

“What?” she said, standing up from her chair.  Her face was incapable of hiding her shock at his questions.  Her green eyes were wide.  Her lips parted.  “What sort of questions are these?”  John’s stride made short use of the distance between them.  He stood directly in front of her, cornering her behind her desk.  He looked down into her green eyes.  They were gorgeous… she was gorgeous.  And he had every intention of claiming her.

“Answer my questions, Elizabeth.  Are you seeing anyone?”  He watched as her eyes widened even further with shock at his determination to get answers to his questions.  Nervousness flittered across her face, but her breath came out in short pants as if his close proximity affected her.  He watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath.  God, he wanted to feel her body against his.  He just knew she would feel perfect against him… in his arms.

“Your questions are inappropriate,” she replied sharply.  Despite her body giving her attraction away, she held firm.  He liked that.  He liked a woman that wasn’t too easy of a catch.

“I agree,” he said, impatiently.  “They are inappropriate.  I need the answers nonetheless.”

“Why?” she asked.  Her gaze scanned his face as if looking for the answer to her question.

“Answer me,” he demanded.  His hand reached out and caressed her cheek as if to soothe the harshness of his words.

“You are way out of line, Mr. Dorsey,” Elizabeth said.

“Yes, I know,” he said a little softer this time.  His fingers tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear.  His gaze dropped to her bared neck.  He had to fight the urge to nuzzle the spot just below her ear.  “But I need to know if there are any obstacles to making you mine.  Are you seeing anyone?”

“No,” she whispered.  “I’m not seeing anyone.”  Her lips parted for a moment before she bit down on her lower lip.  That was almost his undoing.

“Are you fucking anyone?” he asked.  She released her bottom lip and sucked in a breath when he asked that question.  Her gaze fell from his eyes to his lips and then to her hands.  He placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her head up to meet his gaze again.  He wanted to see her eyes when she answered him.  There was heat in her gaze, and that thrilled him.

“No, Mr. Dorsey, I’m not fucking anyone at the moment,” she said.  Her voice was hard, but he heard the desire in it and that snapped his restraint.  His hand weaved into her hair until his palm gripped the back of her head, pulling her into him.  His mouth slammed down on hers.  Her full lips were soft and pliable, and his tongue flicked out over her lips to taste her.  She tasted so sweet…like candy.

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Board Stiff – Taking Advantage, Book 1 by Jessica Jayne

Romance on the Go – Evernight Publishing

SKU:978-1-77130-477-1

ASIN: B00DUPVIWG

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BUY LINKS:

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/board-stiff-by-jessica-jayne/

http://www.amazon.com/Board-Stiff-Taking-Advantage-ebook/dp/B00DUPVIWG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373457913&sr=8-1&keywords=board+stiff+by+jessica+jayne

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Board-Stiff-Taking-Advantage-ebook/dp/B00DUPVIWG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373458648&sr=8-1&keywords=board+stiff+by+jessica+jayne

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-boardstiff-1228873-149.html

http://www.bookstrand.com/board-stiff-mf 

AUTHOR BIO:

I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing. It is such a pleasure to be able to share all the stories in my head!

In the journey of life, I also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure. But the love of writing has never died.

My favorites:  I love to read and write… obviously! But I also enjoy all sports, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes!  Go Steelers!  Go Rays! I LOVE to travel… LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. I love to drink Teavana teas! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a member of that!    I love hanging out with my family and my friends!  Big fan of music, but love nothing better than putting on my jean shorts, tank top, cowboy boots and hat and watching Tim McGraw belt it out!  I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat!  

WHERE YOU CAN FIND ME: 

http://www.jessicajayneauthor.com

http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6545547.Jessica_Jayne

https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Author-Jessica-Jayne/388268367912903

Twitter:  @JessicaJayne13 

http://pinterest.com/thejessicajayne/boards/

Very pleased to have you here, Jessica. Thanks for stopping by!

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Writer’s experience: Grossed out by your own words

Priceless, the moment you re-read a scene you wrote a while back and go, “Oh my God. Did I really write that?!”

Intense shuffling interrupted, and he swirled around to gaze into the dark corner of the cell. Lying on his back, breathing noisily through his nose, the prisoner pulled the rope above his head.

He moved fast and on impulse lifted a leg to bring it down to his genitals, crushing the pale, tender meat with a hard military shoe. The man howled through his gag and curled into a ball while bringing panicky hands to his crotch.

He went for another kick when the shithead managed to turn aside, offering his bony hips instead.

Growling, he sidestepped, moved his shoe to the man’s head, and landed it hard on his exposed ear, a lone piece of pink-skinned cartilage in the dark. As the metal shoe sole slipped on blond hairs, the ear lobe snapped off with a squash and the bloody flesh slid to the back of the man’s skull.

Ah, fuck, it stuck to his sole. He put the shoe down to scrub it on the cement and brushed the small piece of meat off, leaving it next to the immobile head—wait, the fuckhead wasn’t moving?

Yup, passed out cold. Must’ve been the last kick.

Blood rolled from the half-torn ear in a continuous filet toward the man’s throat before dripping down on the floor. A tiny puddle of crimson formed, barely visible in the dark corner.

Plop … Plop …

Ha ha, back in gear. He almost grinned.

But he needed to be more careful so he didn’t kill the bastard. Still lots of fun stuff to do before ending the shit’s miserable, pathetic life.

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Featured author: Rebecca Brochu!

I’m very glad to welcome fellow Evernight author Rebecca Brochu for a Q&A about her new book “The Wolf’s Moon”.

So Rebecca, what is your favorite thing about writing?

Hmm…I would have to say that no matter how many times I’m asked this question I always answer the same way.  My favorite thing about writing is world building!  There’s just something so wonderful about creating my own world where anything can happen, where the regular every day rules may or may not apply.  It’s addicting.

What drives you to write?

I’ve always loved books, always loved the way a story can grab someone and hold onto them for the rest of their lives, and I’ve always had so many stories of my own circling around in my head.  I would have to say that I want to do that one day with one of my stories, I want to write something that people come back to over and over again like a cherished friend.

Do you have a daytime job and write on the side?

I am a full times psychology student and balancing that with writing can be difficult at times.  Mostly I balance thanks to insomnia!

How do you handle negative criticism?

I know it’s cliché but brush it off, crack open a bottle of wine, eat some ice cream, bitch to a close friend, but then go to bed and don’t think of it again except as a learning experience.

Do you have writing quirks?

I absolutely have to have music!

What are your researching tips?

Dig deep!  Spend a lot of time on the research.  The more complicated it is the deeper and longer you should dig.

Pondering the muse!

Muses are a fickle breed of creatures.  Sometimes mine beats me over the head with a story or a character until I do what he wants.  Other times I have to hunt him down and force him to help me!

What is the hardest book you ever wrote?

I would have to say my first one, A Wolf for Haru.  While I look back now and see all of the mistakes I made it was hard at the time to carry a story on to the end, to wrap up the plot and say goodbye to the characters.

Heorines: The Weak Versus the Strong (Heorines range for needy and dependent to strong and …well…kick-arse. Which do you prefer and why)

I prefer a good mix!  Women are wonderful, we are strong and weak and everything in-between when we have to be so I like to see heroines that are realistic.

Favorite authors–who influenced your writing?

Hands down Robin Badillo!  She is my personal goddess!

First book you ever read and how it impacted you?

The first book I ever read straight through on my own was a copy of the original Grimm’s Fairytales when I was very very small.  They weren’t the regular fluffy, happy ending fairytales and I think that dark and gritty type of storytelling really stuck with me.

Thanks for stopping by!

Rebecca TWM2 (1)

BLURB:

Silke’s life in her village has not been easy since the death of her parents.  Things only get worse when the local healer takes her under her wing.  Branded a witch and tormented by the other villagers, Silke has resigned herself to living her life alone.

Then a chance encounter in the woods with a dark and handsome stranger named Raoul throws Silke’s carefully ordered life off balance.  Now she has to deal with the stormy emotions that Raoul brings to life within her as she works at solving the mystery of who’s leaving gifts on her doorstep.

When the time comes, will Silke be willing to give up everything she’s ever known for a love that’s deeper than she’s ever thought possible?  Or will she reject the gift the wolf’s moon has given her?

TEASER EXCERPT:

Raoul growls low in his throat and yanks Silke’s body back up against his own as one of his hands forces her head to tilt back.  His lips close over hers, and there’s no hesitation this time, no gentle coaxing or playful teasing.  He dominates her mouth, tongue sweeping in and going deep as he licks at the back of her teeth like he’s chasing her flavor.  Silke gives back as good as she can as she digs her nails into his naked shoulders and returns his passion to the best of her abilities.

Silke almost doesn’t feel it when he begins to move them, but she doesn’t stop him when he begins to pull at her skirt, rucking it up until he can wrap large, hot hands around her thighs.  She moans and clutches at his shoulder harder as he lifts her without any effort and presses her back up against a nearby tree as he steps into the space between her thighs.  Silke gasps, breaking the kiss and bucking her hips up into the cage of his hands as best she can.  She can feel him, can feel his heat as he presses the hard line of his cock against her.

“Raoul!”  Silke cries out and Raoul answers her by dipping his head down to mouth at her neck as he presses his hips down against her.  He racks the vulnerable, pale line of her throat with surprisingly sharp teeth before he soothes the sting with his tongue.

“Silke.”  She hears him murmur against the skin of her throat, but she pays him no mind, too caught up in the pleasure of having him against her.  Then one of his hands shifts and he trails it slowly up the soft flesh of her thigh, fingertips tracing lightly over her skin.  For the first time, despite how much she wants him, she feels uneasy, hesitant.

Raoul makes a soft noise and brings his face back up so he can capture her mouth again in a surprisingly gentle kiss.  When he pulls back his hand has stilled high on her thigh, the ends of his fingers just brushing her curls.

“I won’t take you, Silke, not here, not like this.  Just let me.  Please.”  Raoul sounds almost as if he’s pleading, as if he’s begging her to give him something precious.  Silke doesn’t want to deny him, doesn’t want to deny herself, so she looks him in the eyes and nods.

LINKS:

Evernight Publisher: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/rebecca-brochu/

Blog: http://rbrochu.blogspot.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorRBrochu

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In the author spotlight: Douglas Black!

Fellow Evernight author Douglas Black has visited to talk about his new book “A Secret Love”.

Nice to meet you, Douglas. Where do your ideas come from?

My ideas come from the world around me, but stories never come to me in one neat, fully formed package. They are a tapestry of ideas and sounds and smells and places and people and experiences, woven together in the writing process. I am an avid-people watcher, and I like to use the little quirks I observe in other people in my writing to add depth to my characters. Equally, I love travelling and interesting locations feature heavily in all of my stories.

What kind of writer are you?

I take a very methodical, linear approach to writing. I’m not a huge planner, but I generally know roughly where I want to get to and I let my characters lead me to those destinations. If a scene comes to me out of sequence, I will write it down, but usually by the time I have completed a draft I can never find anywhere to slot it in so it gets left behind. Often, if I like the scene enough, I can adapt it and use it in another story.

Tell us about one of your own writing quirks.

I use three different word processing programmes to write. One for the first draft, one for the second, and one for a final re-write and edit. Somehow, switching programs keeps the writing process fresh for me.

How do you balance life and writing?

Not very well! In my head I am always writing, and then when I’m writing I am always aware of the hundreds of other things I should be doing, but I’m gradually finding my feet. I hope!

What drives you to write?

Writing is something I have just always done. I enjoy it, and it brings me great pleasure, but if I’m completely truthful, I would like to get a Venetian townhouse out of this one day!

What is your favourite thing about writing?

My favourite thing about writing is also my favourite thing about reading. It provides me with an escape from my own life. I can travel across the world or back in time without ever leaving the comfort of my desk chair. I think that’s a very special thing.

What is your least favourite thing about writing?

The first draft of any story!

Tell us about the experience of writing ‘A Secret Love’.

‘A Secret Love’ took less time to write than any of my other stories. (I accept it is a short story, but still the point stands.) The idea came to me one night almost fully formed and I just jotted it down. I left it for a few weeks and when I finally came back to it, I realized I liked it very much and wanted to show it a bit more love and attention. A second re-write brought in a few more secondary characters and a little bit more humour, and then it was on to the editing process and off to Evernight. All very smooth indeed! Writing isn’t usually like that for me, I assure you!

As an author, what scares you the most?

Showing my work to other people. You can understand why that’s a fear I just have to put up with!

Which authors most influenced your writing?

I love K.A.Mitchell’s style of writing. The ease with which she can spin a complex story is a skill I wish I had. James Lear is probably my biggest influence. I love his work, but more importantly it was reading an article he wrote for The Independent newspaper in the UK about writing adult fiction that got me turned on to the idea of writing erotica. The idea stuck, and never went away!

What’s next for Douglas Black?

Currently, I’m coming to the end of a first draft on a new novel. It’s a story set on a farm on one of the western isles of Scotland and is based loosely on my own experience of working on a flower farm one summer when I was a student. I hope to have my second draft completed by the end of the summer. Finger’s crossed.

Best of luck, and thanks for stopping by!

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BLURB:

James is nervous when he pulls into the car park of the secluded and conservative Caledonian Hotel. He slips off his wedding ring, gives a false name at reception and checks into his room.

When Mark finally arrives James expects their time together to conform to the usual pattern, but Mark surprises him. Mark wants candlelit dinners and walks on the beach. James, well, James just wants to make up for lost time. More importantly, he doesn’t want to get caught. They have six months left before they can leave behind everything they know and start a new life together and James is desperate to be discrete. Unfortunately, he never could control himself around Mark. Throw in an interfering old couple and some very public displays of affection and Mark and James’s short hotel stay might just be about to destroy not only the secrecy that has always shrouded their relationship, but also their plans for a future together.

EXCERPT:

Mark returned the kiss passionately. James trembled in his arms. Tension coursed through his body and he could feel it mirrored in Mark’s. He could almost taste the other man’s nerves in his kiss. James savoured Mark’s strong arms around him. He pushed his hands inside Mark’s suit jacket and clung to the warm, toned body underneath. The body was so familiar despite the amount of time that had passed since their last meeting.

“God I’ve missed you,” James said when he finally pulled away. Mark was breathless and didn’t respond at first, but the sexy, playful smile on his lips told James everything he needed to know. James took his hands and led him further into the room.

It was a large suite with living area and a huge bathroom. Mark swung a new sports bag, bright orange and emblazoned with sponsorship logos, off his shoulder and dumped it onto one of the two couches. He paused momentarily, reaching into his suit pocket.

James watched as Mark pulled out his phone and turned it off without checking for messages. He waited patiently until Mark had tucked it safely into his bag and smiled at him when he had finished. “Difficult getting away this time?” he asked.

Mark nodded. “I left as soon as I could. I was so scared I was going to miss the flight. I’m sorry it had to be mid-week this time. Will you get in trouble at work?”

“I have the flu.”

Mark smirked. “You look perfectly healthy to me.”

“It came on all of a sudden,” James said, closing the space between them. “Unexpected. Probably be gone in a few days. You know how these things are.” Mark nodded and James slipped into his arms once more. With his head on Mark’s shoulder, he turned to whisper against the other man’s neck. “I wouldn’t have been able to stand it if you had missed the flight, if you had cancelled. It’s been so long. It’s always so long.”

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AUTHOR BIO:

Douglas Black was born and raised in bonnie Scotland. He started writing erotica as a means of paying the bills when he was a student at university, but after graduation he found he no longer had the time to write. Over the summer of 2012, Black picked up a pen once more. After a brief, successful flirtation with self-publishing, Black’s novella ‘Business or Pleasure’ was picked up and released in April 2013. It quickly made the publisher’s best-sellers list. Douglas Black’s short story, ‘A Secret Love’, was published in July 2013 by Evernight Publishing.

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Featured author: Laurel Cremant!

I’m very pleased to welcome fellow Evernight author Laurel Cremant for a talk about her new book “Persuasion Skills”.

So Laurel, tell us a little bit about yourself.

I live in sunny South Florida with my amazing husband and two megalomaniac, narcissistic cats. I’ve got a bit of an obsession with sexy shoes and a love of all things techy. Yup I’m a bit of a geek and I’m not afraid to show it. I started seriously writing romance several years ago and love penning steamy romantic stories.

What’s the name of your latest book release and what genre is it?

My latest release is titled Persuasion Skills. It’s a contemporary erotic romance with light elements of BDSM. It also explores one of my favorite romance tropes, friends-to-lovers.

What sparked the idea for Persuasion Skills? Was it something specific or had the idea been rolling around your head for a while?

It was a little bit of both. The story had been rattling around for a bit and the characters were seriously jonesing for their day in print, BUT, I was in major procrastination mode. I wasn’t quite ready to put give these two snarky and dry characters their own story yet. Cut to one weekend where a series of movies played back to back had me questioning the universe and I realized I had no choice but to finally just give in and write. The movies? Two Weeks Notice, Iron Man and 10 Things I Hate About You. It was a no brainer that it was time to give Jax and Pepper some room to fall in love and get naked.

What was your writing process?  How did the book get from idea to actual words on a screen/paper?

I already had an idea of how my characters would interact and the catalysts I wanted to use to bring them together, so I sat down and created a very bare bones outline. From there the characters basically guided me from scene to scene. A few times they out right railroaded me.

Do you usually outline your stories before you write them, or do you ‘go with the flow’?

I used to be a huge panster. Meaning I would just go with the flow. However, since I released my first book last year and have several more I’d like to complete before this year is out, I’ve adopted the habit of outlining my stories and writing them from there. Admittedly, my outlines rarely match the final product, but they do help keep me focused.

Tell us about Pepper and Jax, the heroine and hero in Persuasion Skills?

Well as I mentioned earlier, these two characters definitely enjoy a good snark fest. Jax is an engineer and inventor while Pepper is a savvy businesswoman. They’re best friends and business partners who have both recently had some difficult  circumstances. Jax has just lost his mother and Pepper has had a health scare. Both characters realize that the friendship they’ve had for years has masked deeper feelings. Since I love my men smart and my heroines spunky, I had a lot of fun getting these two together.

Which was your favorite scene to write in this book? Which was your most difficult?

My favorite scene was for sure the shower scene. It’s a prime example of the final scene not matching the original outline. I was all set to go one way, but Pepper pretty much strong armed me into doing something completely different. It was a lot of fun and no I don’t need psychiatric help (much).

The most difficult scene was actually the final love scene. I struggled with the best way to add the proper amount of heat and sweetness of the moment. Pepper and Jax deserved that much. Their years of friendship and loyalty wouldn’t allow for anything less.

If you could choose one line or quote from Persuasion Skills, which would it be?

“Since when did silk ties become a gateway kink?”

Cool 🙂 Thanks for stopping by, Laurel!

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BLURB:

In the aftermath of a major health scare, Pepper Holts makes the relief-inspired decision to seize the day. Unfortunately, most of her “seizing” involves a bit of merlot and her best friend’s pants! After a shared night of passion she realizes that her feelings for Jax are a lot more complicated than she ever thought.

Jax has finally realized that his allergy to marriage has nothing to do with the institution itself, and everything to do with the women in his bed—or more specifically, the one woman notin his bed. Her reaction to their one night together has him scrambling to regroup. So he does what he knows best—he disappears, and he thinks. The plan?—convince Pepper into staying with him at a secluded cabin for one week. One week of pretending to be a happily married couple to show her how great they could be together.

EXCERPT:

“Hell, Pep, I missed you,” he said before dragging her from her chair into his waiting lap.

He dipped his head to the crook of her neck and engulfed her into a tight hug.

There was nothing quite like a Jaxon Grey hug. He hugged with his whole body. His tall frame and broad shoulders always curved just right around her, immersing her in a mantle of warmth and shelter.

She dipped her head and rubbed her chin onto the top his head and closed her eyes.

“I missed you, too, jackass.”

His resulting rumble of laughter caused his chest to shift against hers, and just like that, her back stiffened in addition to a few other things along her body.

She bit back a groan as her nipples tightened against the lace of her bra.

The warm gust of his breath against her neck wasn’t helping matters either.

“You’re such a sweet talker,” he said. “And since I like you so much, I promise not to spank you for your bad behavior.”

He pulled her in tighter and began to rub the base of her back. His stroking hand was far from soothing as it settled low, and his fingers grazed the swell of her ass. All it did was remind her of how good his big hands had felt stroking her naked flesh.

She shifted uncomfortably on his knee, trying to scoot away from the heat of him.

“I’m sorry, but I left my Emily Post handbook at home.”

He lifted his face from the crook of her neck and drifted his hands lower. Holding on to her hips, he dragged her forward and caught her gaze with his.

“Really? That’s too bad. Chapter six is dedicated to the perfect way to drape yourself across a man’s lap. Feel like practicing?”

Both his suggestion and hooded gaze held her captive for a few silent seconds. The idea of his strong hands spanking her ass flushed her body with heat.

The thought of him holding her down at his leisure and pleasure was surprisingly arousing. She knew that Jax liked to control things in bed, but how far did his need for dominance go?

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.”

He continued speaking as if he hadn’t just casually filled her mind with raunchy goodness. She tried not to pout before responding.

“It is what you’re known for,” she said, trying hard not to stare at his mouth. Her clit was already warming at the recollection of what that mouth could do.

She yelped at the pinch he gave her hip.

“Brat. I’m serious. After Mom died, I really started thinking about what I wanted in my life. I started thinking about all of the things missing.”

“Jax, you can’t expect to fill the void your mom left with things. It’s just gonna take a little time to heal.”

“I’m not talking about things, Pep.”

He smoothed a hand up and began to rub the nape of her neck.

“Mom was always pestering me about settling down and starting a family, but I always thought there was plenty of time. You know me. I’ve never been one to believe in love and marriage.”

Pepper tried not to flinch at his words. Jax had always considered love to be an illogical emotion. He always joked that it was just nature’s chemical drug designed to propagate the species. His outlook on love was one of the reasons why she had always been able to avoid acting on her attraction to him. There was no use ruining a perfectly good friendship for Jax’s idea of a romantic relationship.

His words only served to remind her that falling in love with him was a lost cause.

“But, ever since the funeral, I’ve realized she was right.”

It took a few seconds for his words to sink in.

“Uh, what exactly was she right about?” she asked, confused at his line of thought.

“She was right. I should be thinking about getting married and starting a family,”

“What? Okay, who are you, and where have you hidden the real Jaxon Grey?” she said, laughing desperately, and hoping this was his version of a horrible joke.

The look on his face sobered her up quickly.

“You’re not joking, are you?”

“No. I’ve analyzed the situation and determined that my mother was right. So I’ve decided to get married,” he said.

“Married?”

The words came out of her mouth in a whisper of disbelief. Married?Married?

“Yeah, married. And I’ve concluded that you would make me the perfect wife,” he said before pulling her head down and covering her shock-slackened mouth in a hot kiss.

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AUTHOR LAUREL CREMANT:

Laurel is a romance author, who like most writers loves to read. Her first love (pun intended) has always been romance. From the sappy YA romance novel to the more risqué erotica novels, Laurel is a sucker for a good love story.

Laurel writes paranormal and contemporary romance and is a self proclaimed, out of the closet nerd. She admits that she can’t seem to avoid adding a bit of “nerdology” or “geek-dom” to all of her books. Living in Miami, she also admits that she can’t seem to avoid giving her heroines gorgeous shoes, “In Miami, we worship everything strappy, open toed and just plain hot!”

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Featured character: Cyril from “Symphony of Light and Winter”

Today I’ve had the immense honor of interviewing a most sexy, headstrong, and intimidating man—a living legend, really—of whom I’ve heard quite a few rumors since his book was published. Just know I’m not the least intimidated.

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So, honey. *fakes confidence* What’s your name?

Cyril Aristin

Why were you given that name?

I wasn’t given it. I chose it. Why? Because I can.

I see. Is there a nickname you’re known by?

Nickname? You women and your nicknames—all an attempt to subjugate your men. Sweetie this and honey that. Bah! Did you know that Cyril means ‘king’? You can call me that if you prefer.

King it is, then. When were you born?

I wasn’t.

Oh-kay. *takes a deep breath* So, what’s the book we’ll be talking about?

Symphony of Light and Winter

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What genre is the book?

Paranormal Erotic Romance

Speaking of paranormal, do you have any special scars, tattoos, piercings?

What I have are markings that come from something more than a rite of passage, more than a rebellious stint. The raised branching that cover may arms was a baptism that only the earth herself could perform and it is that initiation that allows me to bend and mold her to my will.

Quite impressive. *mutters macho* I suppose you have a personal scent to go with that?

Seriously… I smell like pure, unadulterated fucking. I was made for sex. Step a little closer, you won’t be able to think of anything else.

Oh, my f* God… Uhm, let’s get serious here. Who’s been your greatest influence?

Besides the Goddess that created me, I would have to say Stanton. He keeps me from giving up on humanity.

And what’s your current job title/social station/rank?

I was here before the Greeks. Rank, title and social station is nothing but pointless human drivel.

Aha. How do you think your colleagues would describe you?

Colleagues? Ha! I leave the business to Stanton and the others. A body like mine wasn’t made for accounting.

Guess not. *averts eyes from perfectly sculpted body* Who’s your best friend?

Stanton. The best friend a man could create. He is all the things I’m not and for that, I am most grateful.

And who’s your biggest enemy?

Those wily bastards the goddess created just to fuck with me. They think I’m to blame for our banishment. Maybe I am, but either way, I’m forced to make sure they mind their manners so they don’t destroy the planet. Irritating really, but I learned the hard way they serve a purpose.

What’s your greatest talent?

The ability to save your soul.

Well, that could come in handy. *chuckles* What are you the most hopeless at?

Controlling Linden.

As long as it’s not me… So, what are your hobbies, and why are they important to you?

I adore the arts. It’s in art that you find all human understanding.

Very deep. What, if anything, do you do to keep fit and healthy?

I’m naturally fit.

With a body like that?! …Okay, how would you spend an unexpected day off?

I’d spend it with my head between Linden’s milky white thighs, savoring every inch of her with my tongue. The woman tastes better than honey.

Ah. Right. *clears throat* I guess that answers the favorite food and drink question. But what about your favorite musical artist, song, and movie/play?

I love classical music. Beethoven, Vivaldi—true artists.

How deeply does your job/social role define you as a person?

The better question is how deeply does my role define you. Without me, my sweet, there is no heaven. No hell. Only nothingness.

Yah, if you want, Cyril. Jeez. So what’s your most cherished possession?

Linden. She might disagree but to love her is to possess her.

Possess her? …Doesn’t anything make you blush?

The nearly omnipotent do not blush.

Heh, not the least humble. Have you undergone any dramatic physical transformations in your life?

You could say that.

Uh-huh, don’t think I’ll ask you to elaborate on that one… And how do you feel, generally, about the opposite sex?

They were simply a means to an end, until Linden. Until Linden nothing truly mattered.

But how do you feel about children? Do you have or want to have your own?

Ah, children are the purest of souls. I cannot create life; only transform it. Children have never been a thought, always an impossibility.

Great answer, love that. So, what do you dislike most about your life? What is missing?

The thing that has been missing for so long has been found—Linden. But it’s the balance between my strength and your world’s tolerance of it that makes a mess of things.

…Back to Linden, please. How did the two of you meet?

It was a crisp October afternoon… Seriously? You expect me to tell you? Read. The. Book.

I know, I will. I’ve promised your lovely author. *winks* What were you doing before you met her? How was your life different?

Saving souls, thwarting evil, running from the darkness I am.

*Stares long* Hmm, coming from you, I’d say that makes sense.

Well, thank you so much for taking of your precious time to talk to me, Cyril. I sure feel less intimidated now. Not.

Check out Cyril’s lovely author Renea Mason on:

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While you’re here, take a look at my recently published crime drama novel Wild Hearted.

Your first time is always unique… After years of saving herself for the right guy, Luz runs into one who’s all but “right” – a brutal, sly, and irresistibly handsome crime lord bent on all kinds of trouble.

Read what happens when she makes up her mind to meet his demand.

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Tomor laid in bed curled up on his good side, tensing and sweating from pain, looking like he needed release.

Full of mixed, indescribable feelings, Luz climbed in behind him, slid underneath his sheets, and cupped his cold, hard body with her warm limbs.

The low, gravelly voice muttered, “What do you want, Luz?”

Ah, he was in a bad mood.

She put a hand on his tattooed arm and followed the black, intricate Maori paint all the way up to his shoulder, pushed strands of hair back from his cheek, and moved herself closer to place a soft, loving kiss below his ear.

He smelled the same as yesterday, but it didn’t bother her. On the contrary, he smelled man: a tough, wounded, needy man.

She moved her hand to his heaving chest and caressed it, teased the firm muscles covering his ribs, let gentle fingers play with hairs and hard nipples.

He sighed, turned onto his back with a grimace of pain, and glanced at her, eyes feverish. “What are you doing?”

A voice so constricted she wanted to give him a friendly embrace and offer to shelter him with her warmth… but his dark, intensive eyes reflecting morning light from the window gleamed with excitement.

I’m learning.

Avoiding his stare, she moved the hand to his flat, trimmed stomach and found the growing erection. At her careful touch it lengthened and stiffened more, and she grabbed the shaft, curled curious fingers around it, and made long, slow strokes.

Learning to trust you.

With a guttural moan, he spread his thighs. “Fuck, where did you learn to do that?”

I never did.

Smiling to herself, she rubbed more, concentrating on the head as it made him breathe harder, and dipped her face to place her hot, wet tongue into the depth of his bellybutton and licked it, explored it.

His hips jerked upward and she met his demand, moved her tongue further down the stomach, leaving wet traces on his salty skin, and up to the glans of his warm cock. When her mouth enveloped it, she made her tongue circle it and curl into the tiny orifice.

He gasped. “Ah fuck, you’re drivin’ me crazy!”

Urgent lust woke between her own thighs, reminding her of the crude encounter with this man in the woods, and she opened and wetted with excitement.

It wasn’t that difficult, was it?

Holding the shaft in her hand, she licked the tip with her tongue, let it play around it and down its neck, making small circles all over, exploring the bizarre shape and apparent veins. She took him in her mouth, swallowed him, and sucked until he put eager hands in her hair and pushed her against him, helping her move at the right speed.

“Ah, you know you’re gonna… make me come!” he exclaimed in-between deep breaths and moans.

Not yet.

She looked up and read the strained, glowing eyes riveted on her, sweat pearling on his chest and stomach.

A brief thought traversed her dizzy mind: Was he clean? In the forest, he said he used condoms. Besides, a man this smart would be careful not to catch a stupid disease.

All right. She moved away from him, pushed aside the sheet, straddled his thighs, took his cock in her hand again, and directed it into herself. Oh, no resistance—it glided right in, further than she would have thought possible, filling her entirely, and his loud groan and jerk of pleasure made her smile.

See, I’m learning to open up and give myself.

How could he fit her so perfectly? How did their sizes match so well? She made instinctive, hungry moves with her inner muscles, molded herself around his cock. Loving the unbelievable jolts of need their friction induced, she let him slide in and out, and in again.

He arched his back to meet her movements, made plaintive sounds of pain, and brought a hand to his bandages.

“Show me your tits,” he begged, grinding his teeth.

As she hesitated removing the towel, he pulled at it with his free hand and displayed her entire nudity straddling his erection, pubis meeting pubis in a slow, regular beat.

Embarrassed by her childish breasts, she wanted to close her eyes, but he croaked, “I love ‘em… I love everything about you…”

In an attempt to increase his pleasure, she reached behind her, found his sack, and softly kneaded the balls.

He placed large, hard hands on her ass with a deep grunt and pressed her against him, helped step up the rhythm.

Following a few more hurried thrusts, he made a loud cry as the first brutal wave of orgasm shook his wounded body and blended with the obvious pain in his flank.

Triumphant, she chuckled as he shuddered and threw his head back on the pillow, riding wave after wave, unable to control the groaning.

After a moment of recovering his breath, he moved his hands up to the curving small of her back with a smoldering smile and pulled her toward him until she lay on top of him, face nestled against his pulsing throat. Strong arms wound around her back, embracing her. His body heated from the exhilaration, and its sweaty skin sent damp, manly warmth to her nose.

“Shit.” His chin jerked up. “I shouldn’t have come inside you.”

Ah, that’s true. Why didn’t I think about it?

She made a quick mental calculation and whispered back, “It’s all right, it’s the safe time of the month.”

As her inner muscles still felt his cock inside, she continued tightening and massaging it.

“Will you fucking stop that!” He laughed. “You’re hurting me. I’m done.”

With a wicked smile, she pulled the sheet over her back and relaxed her head on his shoulder, watched small, black chest hairs heave in tune with the peaceful breaths, listened to his regular heartbeats, and savored their unbelievable intimacy.

His cock slowly softened and wetness glided down inside her; she would need a new shower soon.

(Copyright 2013 Lea Bronsen)

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