Friday, July 31, 2015

Flirty Friday – 2 Scenes from Eagle Dance


Definitely one delicious piece of man candy she couldn’t wait to unwrap. Amanda imagined what had to be well-defined pectorals and bulging biceps hiding under the heavy coat. If he had washboard abs, she’d jump at the chance to lick thick, warm chocolate-fudge topping off them. Hopefully one night with him would end her craving.

“Let’s get the pizza then head to the cabin.” He dropped the phone in a cup holder.

She spoke matter-of-factly. “We should pick up some chocolate or caramel syrup, too.”

He blinked sinfully long eyelashes and as the suggestive words sank in, he smirked. Leaning over the center console, he framed her cheek with one large hand. His eyes bore into hers as he took her mouth in a searing kiss that ended much too soon. “You got something planned for dessert?”

“Maybe.”



She wiggled her bottom then hopped off. “I like the way you rumba. Would you care to join me in a nice hot shower?”

“I most certainly would.” He stood and tugged on his jeans. “I’ll add some wood to the fire first.”

“Oh, honey, you already did that.” Purposely swaying her bare hips, she sashayed away.

“I don’t want the fire to go out.”

“Don’t worry about that.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder. “It won’t.”

“But it needs more stoking.”

“Oh, I love it when you talk dirty.”

The sound of his hearty burst of laughter followed her into the bathroom.


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Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewa tribe, leads a lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance. When his nesting instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1Night Stand to help him find his spirit mate. Or at least a woman who accepts him as an eagle shifter. 

Amanda Collins never stopped loving the Chippewa boy she knew from her childhood. Maybe a night with a Native American man will help her forget the past and let her move on with her life. 

Sometimes, it’s necessary to take a step into the past before dancing into the future. With the help of Madame Eve, will the Spirit of the Eagle carry Dyami and Amanda?

Thursday, July 30, 2015

#Thursday13 – Picnics, Picnics, Everywhere


A picnic can be a romantic event.
 I remember one time Dearest Hubby and I took two of our boys (when they were very small) to a beach along Lake Michigan. We packed a yummy picnic including juice boxes for the boys and a bottle of wine for us. We sat back, sipped our wine while holding hands while watching our little ones play.

One summer was very hot and we were limited on time due to a busy schedule. We often held a picnic under a tree in our yard, in the garden (where we often ate fresh picked veggies) or on the deck with hubby grilling.

While traveling we had a long layover at Chicago Midway. We spread a blanket under some potted trees. The youngest took a nap, while hubby & I played a game with another son. Nothing is sexier than a man being a good dad.

It is up to you and your honey, but even with the rug-rats around, it is possible to capture a few romantic moments.
Here is my list of places for a picnic.
1. On the beach
2. In a park
3. In the garden
4. On the deck
5. At the zoo
6. On a riverbank
7. In a city plaza
8. Under the stars
9. At an outdoor concert
10. In a public garden
11. On the porch
12. On a tailgate (maybe even at a sporting event)
13. In a pasture (but be aware: cows are very curious)


Wednesday, July 29, 2015

#HumpDayHottie - Meet Seth Crowe

When a crow morphed into a drop-dead sexy man with is obsidian eyes, long black hair and tanned skin covering delicious muscles asked me to tell his story, I couldn’t refuse. 


The intelligent gaze, silken feathers and the mystical legends of crows led my imagination to create the hero in Crow Magic. Tecumseh, aka Seth Crowe, is a Shawnee shaman who guides people out of the spiritual darkness of their lives, but at a cost on his own stability. He is naturally charming but from his demanding “work”, his family fears he’s on a path of becoming bad-tempered and destructive. His family convinces him to use Madame Eve and her 1 Night Stand service to find a special woman before it's too late.

Crow Magic, 1st book in the Legend of the Spirit Series
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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Tuesday Teaser from Slippers & Chains: Sugar Dust by Raven ShadowHawk



Blurb:
Dan loves submissive women and longs to build a harem of willing females to fill what he lovingly calls his ‘Slave Library.’ He shares his plans for sexual bliss with Karen, the first of his submissives in his mind and his heart. But when an unexpected visit from his mother leads to uncomfortable questions about his ex, Dan realizes that past mistakes are catching up to him, faster than he can run.

The first D/s relationship to blend comfortably with her vanilla life is the one Karen shares with Dan. She treasures the freedom in the act of submission and wants nothing more than to share it with her Master for as long as possible. Why then, does he insist on bringing other women into their bed? And why can’t he say he loves her?

As Dan battles his inner demons, Karen hopes a sexy mini break at the exclusive fetish club, Sugar Dust will allow them time to relax and reconnect. There she meets Beth, personification of Dan’s past storming in to demolish her present. Can she show Dan that their relationship is strong enough to break the chains of his past, before Beth drives an immoveable wedge between them with her tales of what once was?

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Excerpt (Naughty!)
As Dan parked the car, a low moan quivered from the passenger side. Karen slumped against her seat belt, eyes closed, forehead sweaty. Though she might have argued, Dan had never seen her more beautiful or more desirable. While the car clicked, rumbled, and cooled he stared at her face and longed to touch her, bury himself inside her in every way possible. Instead, he slapped her thigh hard enough to make her yelp.

‘Well done, Kaz. Take it out now.’

She moaned, turning a bleary eye toward him. ‘I still don't get to come?’

The pitiful tilt of her downturned lips softened his intended response. ‘Not yet.’

‘I hate you sometimes.’

‘You'll thank me later. Promise.’

Her fingers slipped beneath the shiny hem of her latex dress. He enjoyed the contrast of her dark skin against the white material as she fumbled around. Seconds later, she held up the remote controlled bullet, wet and gleaming. The musky scent of her frustrations filled the car and Dan breathed deep, filling his nostrils with the wonderful smell.

‘Put it in there.’

Karen shoved the bullet into the glove compartment and composed herself with a series of slow breaths.

‘Better?’ he asked.

‘I suppose.’ Glowering, she clambered from the car and kicked the door shut.

Dan chuckled and when Karen walked around to open his door, the grin grew wider. He stroked her burning cheek with the pad of his thumb. ‘Karen,’ he murmured, ‘my sweet, little Kitten. You'll be okay. Before the night is out you'll get to come.’

She whined. ‘But I need it now.’

He peered over his shoulder, casting a sweeping gaze left and right. The chance to further tease his slave presented itself in the form of a deserted car park. How could he resist?

‘Now?’ he whispered. ‘Here? In the street? I can do that.’ With deft hands, he gripped her slender shoulders and spun her round. Her back pressed flat against his chest, and he stroked the slippery latex clinging to her skin. First her breasts, squeezing the firm globes before skimming down to the small dent of her bellybutton. He tickled her thighs beneath the hem of her dress. She jumped.

‘I could,’ he breathed in her ear, ‘and no one would think anything of it. Not here. I could hold you against the car.’ He did, pushing her hands out to lie flat on the roof. Her cheek touched the metal and he watched the condensation of her breath mingle with the wisps of steam rising from the hot surface. She groaned.

‘I could pull off your knickers.’ Dan released her hands and teased his way back under the dress. He could feel her thighs trembling. ‘Wait, you're not wearing any.’

‘You bloody took them!’

‘I know.’ Dan resisted the urge to check his pocket. He knew they were still there, damp and musky. 

‘One less barrier.’ He flipped the bottom of the dress over Karen's high, round ass and tucked it in around her waist. Both hands stroked her exposed skin, watching the pattern of goose bumps prickling in the cool night air. So fucking beautiful . . .

‘It would only take a few minutes.’ He thrust his hips against her. ‘Wouldn't even have to pull my trousers down all the way. A quick fuck.’ When he nipped her ear, a low growl rumbled at the back of her throat.

Her instant responsiveness made him aware of a tightening across the front of his trousers. He resisted the urge to adjust himself; wouldn't do to let the submissive know that she was actually the one in charge.

‘You'd love that, wouldn't you? A speedy shag against the side of my car in the middle of a public car park. You're such a dirty girl.’

The loud slap of his hand against her ass cheeks made them both jump. The giddy thrill of power made Dan's head spin. His breathing hitched, and he caught the scent of Karen's arousal on his fingers again. It fired his blood as surely as any over the counter aphrodisiac.

‘Do you still need to come? Now?’ As his breathed the words into her ear, Dan walked his fingers over the curve of her bottom. Passed the top of her thighs and round the front to cup her pussy. So hot. So wet. He groaned. ‘You shaved?’

Karen humped his fingers. ‘Of course I did. It's Sugar Dust.’

‘I love it when you're smooth down there. It's so fucking sexy. You missed a bit though.’

‘You try catching everything with a shitty lady-razor.’

‘Don't worry, it's amazing.’ Dan glanced over his shoulder. ‘Don't move.’

The lights in the huge exclusive club made pools of yellow light on the tarmac. Though he heard the faint notes of music from within, he heard no voices. Saw no people. Perfect. He dropped to his knees behind Karen and pressed his nose against her backside. He rubbed his cheek against her lower one then nipped the fleshy underside of her arse. She gasped. He did it again. A third time. The fourth bite drew forth a strangled wail as he brought his teeth together and turned his head from side to side.

‘You're mine,’ he whispered, made bold by her intense responses. ‘This mark proves you're mine.’

Karen sounded like she might be having trouble breathing. ‘You don't need a mark to prove that.’

He traced his finger along her trembling inner thigh. Thick, slippery wetness coated his fingers, a tangible reminder of the day she'd had. He licked it away. ‘You've been so good today. It will be worth it, little Kitten.’

‘Yes, Sir.’

‘Good. You ready?’

‘Always.’

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Author Bio and Links
Raven ShadowHawk is one face of the author who writes fantasy and horror under a second pseudonym. She is, according to most . . . okay, according to herself, the fun one of the pair.

Living in Leicester, UK with her partner (the Funk Master) and twin sons (known as Sprog1 and Sprog2), Raven writes erotica ranging from sensual and romantic to graphic and totally PWP.

Her interests include badly produced porn, chocolate, dressing up (particularly in matching underwear) and shouting at women who wear stupid shoes and/or skinny jeans.

Discover more about Raven on her blog (www.ileandraXraven.co.uk/about/about2)
Contact Raven via email (info@ravenshadowhawk.co.uk)
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Out Now! Slippers & Chains: Sugar Dust by Raven ShadowHawk (@ileandraXraven#erotica #bdsm #domination #submission

Monday, July 27, 2015

Author Christy Gissendaner Talks About Her Latest Book

Author Interview About Latest Book
Today my good friend, Christy Gissendaner is joining us. Like me she lives in a home full of testosterone with a hubby and three boys out numbering her. Thankfully for us, she finds time to write some amazing stories. Christy writes contemporary paranormal romance who believes laughter and love should go hand in hand.

CLAIMED is one of my favorite books.  I’d certainly vote for super hot Cameron Maddox for US President! The hero is a powerful politician who has his eyes set on the presidency AND a cute little bakery owner. Love it!!!

Christy is a prolific writer and has published with various houses such as Entangled, Etopia, and Liquid Silver Books. 

NEW RELEASE 
The plot has humor, intrigue, great dialogue with witty one-liners that will stick with you. The characters are a twist on the usual shifter tale. 
A love between a wolf & dragon?
Anything is possible.
Thanks for joining us, Christy. Congrats on the new book!  How many books do you have written?
Oh goodness no. I’ve lost count actually. Between both names – Christy Gissendaner and Robin Danner – I’m well over thirty works.

Wowza! You certainly have an overactive imagination or a muse with a slave-driving personality. What inspired you to write your latest book?
Hmm…that’s a hard one. I can’t actually remember what inspired me. Probably the title. I came up with it first, and my publisher wanted me to write something hot, funny, and fast. So I did!

 How did you come up with the title?
Shift Happens is just my tongue-in-cheek humor.

I love it!  LOL How do you come up with your characters’ names?
Babynames.com. LOL! No, I’m serious. I do like to look up baby names to pick my characters’ names. I do sometimes look up their meaning, especially if I’m utilizing mythology.

I’d admit, I do the same but I’ll have to check out that site. If you could have any movie star take on a role as one of your heroes, who would it be?
Oohhhh…Ben Affleck. Just cause I’d love to meet him!

 Yeah, baby! His eyes can be so intense but when he smiles, he looks like he’s hiding a sexy secret. Speaking of sexy secrets, how naughty do you get with your writing?  I’m more of a “sweetly” hot writer. Some of my ratings vary from down and dirty to practically PG-13.

What would you say has been the hardest scenes for you to write?
One of the hardest scenes to date has been a sexual abuse scene one of my heroines suffers. It was very personal and I hope I stayed true-to-life without upsetting too many readers.

I’d agree. What is the strangest thing you’ve Googled while working the story?
Google is my friend! I Google things all the time. In fact, one of my favorite slogans is “Let’s ask The Google” in a mechanical, robotic voice. I Google anything from real estate to legends to foreign phrases. The strangest thing…hmm…I’d have to think about that one. Probably researching the porn industry.

Do you have any rituals while writing?
No rituals really. I snatch writing time when I can. With a full-time day job and three sons, I barely have time as it is!

I feel ya sista!!!  Do you have anything you would like to say to your readers?
(Tapping mic) Is this thing on? Okay, good. Thanks for sticking by me and reading whatever pops into my head!

Time for the Fun stuff:
Favorite drink: Diet Cherry Dr. Pepper
Favorite candy: Whatchamacallit
Favorite food: Tacos!
Favorite article of clothing or jewelry: Underwear. Can’t live without it!
Favorite place to read: In the bathtub
Place you want to visit some day: Santorini, Greece

Thanks for joining us, Christy! Let’s go pick up some tacos for lunch. I know the perfect place.


Blurb:

Ellie Reynolds runs a nail salon that caters to shifters of all varieties. The proverbial shift hits the fan when billionaire mogul Jackson Lawrence walks in the door and offers Ellie two million dollars to sell her shop. Ellie has no intention of selling out, especially to someone who plans to bulldoze her shop to the ground and replace it with a fast food joint. Their battle of wit and will is brought to a sudden halt when Jackson’s enemies appear, throwing them into a fight for their lives.

Jackson believed he'd left violence behind when he resigned his position with the Blood Wolves, a secret shifter military group, but someone wants his company's cyber invention and will stop at nothing to get it. He didn't mean to drag Ellie into his mess, but he’s willing to do anything to protect her and the firewall his friend created...anything except fight his attraction to the outspoken redhead he's suddenly responsible for. Jackson soon learns Ellie is hotter than he first gave her credit for...like dragon hot...and life is about to get a whole lot more interesting.

 Sometimes shift happens when you least expect it.

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