Inside Look with Sandra Bunino author of Tie Me Free

Posted on September 23, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

Squee! Sandra Bunino is here today with her latest release, TIE ME FREE. I love Sandra’s books. I gobble them right up. I’ve read TIE ME FREE and I loved it. You can read about my experience here. Sandra’s going to start us off by introducing us to her new book. Take it away, Sandra. 🙂

Thank you for having me on to share Tie Me Free with your readers! Tie Me Free is the fourth book of my Satin Rose Experience series. However, no worries if readers haven’t read the other three books, because as with the other books in the series, it can be enjoyed as a stand alone story. That said, readers of the series will be reunited with old friends! Of course Asher and Mia make an appearance as the heads of SRE, New York’s exclusive BDSM club. Jackson Reid is also back as he demonstrates his knowledge of sensual rope tying.

Tie Me Free was an absolute joy to write because it touches on so many aspects of art. You see, I’m a modern art buff and like my heroine, Kate Angel, I love to get lost in a museum for an afternoon. In Tie Me Free, Kate is introduced to another type of art called Shibari, an ancient Japanese form of rope art. Instead of paint on canvas, beauty is created with rope on skin. Kate harbors body issues. Her insecurities multiply because the person dying to tie her up is a much younger Dom with an oh-so-sexy Irish accent!

Anyway, I better stop here so I don’t give too much away. If you like hot Irish Doms, a little bit o’ kink and a whole lotta sexy, please consider downloading Tie Me Free.

Tie Me Free

(The Satin Rose Experience)

by Sandra Bunino

Release date: September 12, 2013

From Evernight Publishing

Blurb:

She’s forty and vanilla…he’s twenty-eight and…not.

Score one for Kate Angel. She’s just signed the hottest erotica author to her start up publishing house, Angel Books, but she needs a crash course in kink to appease her demanding client. Creating a Domsublife.com profile seems like an innocent way to do her homework and satisfy her curiosity.

Mason Myers has lived a lifetime in his twenty-eight years. The product of an Irish orphanage, he grew up fast to overcome his lonely, humble beginnings to become the successful businessman he is today. He’s also an experienced Dom at the Satin Rose Experience, an elite BDSM club in New York City.

A mutual appreciation for modern art establishes their online connection. Mason convinces Kate to meet him at the Guggenheim museum’s erotica exhibit where she reveals her fascination in the art of rope bondage, known as Shibari. Introducing her to the ancient art within the safety of the club, Mason helps Kate surrender her deep-seated hang-ups about her age and body image.

As the physical and emotional ties that bind her into the submissive of his fantasies tighten, can Kate learn to break the emotional tethers ruling her life and embrace the freedoms they bestow?

Tie Me Free can be found here:

Amazon US / Amazon UK / AllRomance eBooks

BookStrand / Evernight Publishing

Excerpt:

Kate stared at the platform as the click of the door sounded over the mesmerizing music. Looking over her shoulder, she found Mason watching her from his spot next to the door. She turned to the only other piece of furniture, a large armoire with a double door. “May I?” She glanced back to Mason.

He extended his hand toward the cabinet. “Of course. Please.”

Kate’s heels clicked on the wood floor as she approached the cabinet and swung open the door. Assorted colors of rope lengths lined the shelves. Kate fingered the cords and pulled out a loop of red silk rope. “I didn’t realize the ropes were so soft.”

Mason pushed off from the wall and walked to her. “The ropes are an extension of the person performing the tying. An extension of their arms and fingers. They’re meant to caress and comfort. The ropes are symbolic of the connection between the individuals involved in the scene as you saw outside.” Mason stood just a whisper from her face. His thumb brushed her fingers holding the silk cord as their gazes locked. “How about a little roleplay, Kate?”

She cocked her head. “Roleplay?”

“Do you want to know how it feels to be dominated? To be tied?”

Kate held her breath and her heartbeat hammered in her chest.

“Kneel on the platform and put your hands behind your back.”

“What?”

“Your safe word is moon. Use it now or anytime during the session.”

“Session? We never talked about a session tonight.” Kate pulled her hand away but Mason held it firm in his grasp. “I’m not playing games with you, Mason.” She wriggled her wrist free and walked toward the painting.

Soft footfalls approached and his breath tickled at the back of her head. “You’re looking for something more in your life, Kate. It’s why you took on Blaze as a client, it’s why you joined Domsublife, it’s why you met me at the Guggenheim and it’s why you’re here in this suite. I’d kept tabs on your reaction and body cues as you watched the demonstration. You’re craving to be bound, I can taste it. And I assure you, this is no game. If you don’t like it or it makes you feel uncomfortable to the point you want to stop, say the safe word and I’ll stop and untie you. No questions asked.”

He was right. Somehow he’d always been right on the mark when it came to her and what she was feeling. The music ceased for a moment between songs. Kate spun around to meet his stare, heartbeat pounding in her chest as her breathing became shallow but she refused to break their stare.

Kate considered his words and studied his face. “Are the cameras on? Are they watching?”

Mason nodded. “Yes. Surveillance is on. I gave Mia and Asher the heads up that you might want to experiment. They have your safe word.”

Kate turned back to face the painting and leaned into his chest. “You scare me,” she whispered.

His fingertips trailed a path up and down her arms. “Why?”

“Because you seem to know what I’m thinking before I do.” Because you’re so right for me but so wrong. Because you’re like a gooey, delicious ice cream sundae I’ll never allow myself to taste.

Mason chuckled. “Is that a bad thing?” His voice poured through her body. Closing her eyes, she pulled away from him. Her glance moved from the door to the platform. She’d never have another chance like this to experience it. Kate squared her shoulders. “Okay. But I’m not getting naked,” she said, holding an index finger up. She moved to the platform and kneeled. Even though the surface was hard, a calmness came over her as she moved to the middle of the table and gazed over the painting in front of her.

“I’m fine with that limit, for now, except for your feet.” Mason slipped off her shoes and rubbed tight circles his thumbs into the arch of her foot.

Kate let out a throaty moan. “How do you know how to do that?”

“Reflexology. It’s part of the study of shibari. I also learned where the body’s pressure points are.” His thumbs traveled to the balls of her feet and let up on the pressure. “How’s that feel?”

Kate groaned. “Heavenly.” Her muscles loosened instantly.

“Good. Now just relax, spread your knees apart and sit on your heels. This will be the most comfortable position for you as we do this.”

Kate complied as his fingers traveled up her back to her shoulders. “You have knots in your shoulders. Under stress?”

“That’s an understatement,” she snorted.

“Close your eyes and get lost in the music. Don’t think of anything outside of this room. It’s just you and me.”

Kate smiled. “There is no you and me, Mason.”

Mason shushed her and applied pressure to the knot in her shoulder, making her wince. “That hurt like a bitch and felt amazing at the same time. How the hell do you do that?”

“Shh. Don’t make me gag you, Angel.”

The words rolled off his tongue as Kate’s mind flashed to the model in the first picture they’d seen at the bondage exhibit. Warmth spread through her body at the thought. Her breath hitched as she imagined the assortment of gags and blindfolds in the drawers of the cabinet. The warmth of Mason’s body radiated through her shirt, his face against the back of her head. “The thought of being gagged turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Shit,” she whispered. Did it turn her on? What. The. Hell?

Author Bio:

Sandra Bunino is a numbers crunching business professional by day who stays up past her bedtime thanks to her oh-so-sexy imagination. Who needs sleep, anyway? Sandra is constantly searching for different ways to achieve a heart-pumping, stomach-flipping, breath-catching reaction from her readers.

These days, Sandra lives on a wooded mountaintop not far from New York City with her family. She always looks forward to hearing from her readers and she may be contacted at sbunino@gmail.com. As a social media junkie in need of a ten-step program, you can also follow her on Facebook and Twitter (@sandrabunino).

Remember, following is sexy!

Contact Sandra:

Website / Email / Facebook / Goodreads

Amazon Author Page / Twitter @sandrabunino

Weekend Writing Warriors – Cold Shower … Hot Shower

Posted on September 22, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from my debut, TAKING CHANCES. It’s available now at Amazon and Barnes & Noble!

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Taking Chances is the first in a series of books I’m calling The Love Projects. Taking Chances is the story of Lydia and Jake. The blurb and cover are below. In Previous Weeks: Jake and Lydia entered the room where they’ll be working together and both have been fighting their desire. LAST WEEK: While Lydia got to work, Jake got lost in thoughts of sucking on … well, you get my point, lol. THIS WEEK: I’ve skipped forward a few pages. Jake’s taking a shower in his boss’ office. The shower started cold, but it just wasn’t helping.

Turning the water to scalding he tugged on his cock in quick strokes. His fingers slipped over the slick head and back to the base. He imagined Lydia on her back before him, waiting patiently for his command. His cock thickened in his hand. She would stare into his eyes with intensity similar to what he’d seen today. A tug on his sack threw him right over the edge. He continued to stroke himself and wondered what her moans would sound like. Would they be throaty and low or high and squealing?

That shower didn’t work out as planned, lol. Jake certainly took matters into his own hands. <~ You can <tweet that> if you want. This day at the office keeps getting more interesting. I wonder what will happen next? 😉

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5 Star Review: ”Taking Chances is SJ Maylee’s debut novel and she does an excellent job of creating interesting characters searching for connection while providing enough kink and spice to heat things up.”

5 Star Review: “it’s well written, there’s no slw moments and it’s packed full of hot sexual tension”

BLURB:

Lydia’s father walked away from her when she was eight. She’s struggled to not let him affect her, but fears she wasn’t loveable enough to make him stay. Jake wants to love one woman, but after scaring the last woman he met outside of the club, he doubts he has the right. She protects her heart by sticking with her fantasies, and he lives by a set of rules that excludes women who choose a vanilla lifestyle.

The two will be kept in a conference room working together until their special project is complete. If Lydia and Jake hold tight to their bland lives, they’ll always yearn for love that is out of reach. But together they can find common ground, passion, and a reason to take chances. Once they discover the grand possibilities of the love they desire, they find themselves in the very place they tried never to be again, facing unguaranteed love.

I’m holding a GIVEAWAY through the end of September to celebrate my debut.

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BUY LINKS:

Evernight | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | BookStrand | All Romance Ebooks

Thank you so much for visiting me, it means a lot to me that you took the time to visit my little place on the web. Don’t forget to check out the other Weekend Warriors, the Snippet Sunday Facebook Group, and Saturday Spankings too.

A Look Inside Raven McAllan and Nash’s Niche

Posted on September 16, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

I have a treat for you today. I have the charming Raven McAllan and she’s going to give us a look inside why she’s writing Regency and her latest release in the Behind Closed Doors series, Nash’s Niche. Enjoy! 🙂

If you told me two years ago I’d be writing Regency stories, and loving it I may well have scratched my head. Oh I enjoyed reading them, but write them? Mind you I guess I’d’ve said that about writing anything. I was so not sure. It’s one thing ‘writing’ in your mind, another actually typing those words out. Like lots of things, it was a ‘one day’ scenario.

Then one day I knuckled down, got researching, got hooked, and got writing!

I love the depth of mystery in that period. It might look regimented and staid, but like most things, there are hidden depths, and oh my are those depths murky in places.

This book Nash’s Niche is book four in the Behind Closed Doors series, about the Brigstock family. A most unusual family, with more murky depths than most. Convention hardly touches them, and when it does it ends up unconventional.

Nash is the third son, and one who family decree and history said should became a cleric. As Nash himself says, he couldn’t think of anyone less suited to go into the Church. Instead he runs a hunt in Rutland, and tries to keep out of mischief’s way. He doesn’t succeed.

Felicity is on the run from what’s expected of her. As ever in Regency times, no one listens to what a young lady wants. But she’s going to fight for it. I really understood how difficult it must be for her, and oh boy did I want her to be happy. Is she? You’ll have to read the book to find out 🙂

Nash’s Niche

Behind Closed Doors, 4

by Raven Mcallen

Blurb

A chance meeting at a masked ball leads to explosive and unforgettable sex for both Nash and Felicity.

Reunited under dangerous circumstances, they realize they may have to fight for their love, especially when Felicity is promised to Nash’s brother.

With the future of the country at stake and unsure who to trust, can there be a future for the star stuck lovers?

And a wee tease…

Felice—he thought of her by that name—let herself be ushered toward the house. Once inside Nash turned toward the hallway, where a lamp burned low, awaiting his return.

“Would you like to leave your cloak?” She shook her head.

“Your mask? Your dress?”

She laughed. “No, no and no, not here.”

He slung his cloak over a chair. “Then after you, it’s to the right at the top of the stairs.” He lifted the lamp to show them the way.

Madame Felice nodded and gathered the hem of her cloak and dress up, which gave him a perfect view of pair of trim and shapely ankles.

“If you raise your skirts further, perhaps I could see your arse as well as your feet?” he said in a deep voice. “It would appeal to my baser instincts.”

She took the first three steps and turned to look over her shoulder. “I wouldn’t have though you were so jaded as to need titillating, My Lord.”

“Minx.” He couldn’t help but admire her retort. “I don’t need stimulating, but your arse does need tanning. I will take great pleasure in watching it turn the color of your lips.”

Her lips parted and a soft sigh escaped. Her face suffused with color. “What?” She turned away and continued up the staircase. Nash noticed a little more of her legs were now visible, and then a quick flash of a garter. His lady was teasing. They would see just who teased whom before long. He took the stairs two at a time to catch her up, and then opened the bedroom door, to usher Madame Felice inside.

“We won’t be disturbed until I ring,” he said as he put the lamp down and lit another one. He wanted to see his lady in all her nakedness. “Now strip.”

Would his crude and blunt demand appeal or repulse her?

She smiled and undid her cloak. “You will need to play ladies maid, my lord. I didn’t expect to undress without one.”

That was something Nash could do. His cock protested that it was ignored and hardened to such a degree that he wanted to take it to hand and give himself some relief there. Instead, Nash stroked his lady’s neck and rejoiced in her tiny erotic quiver as he began to undo a row of diminutive buttons, which stretched from the nape of her neck to the enticing cleft in her arse. The dress undone and in a swirl of silk at her feet, Nash began on the ties of her petticoat, pleased her body was such that she didn’t need a corset. When he reached her chemise, Madame Felice shivered.

“I can finish. I feel distinctly underdressed here.”

“The mask,” he reminded her.

Her hand went to her face. “The mask stays,” she said firmly. Nash decided it wasn’t worth arguing over. He’d undo it later. Once she was in the throes of passion, she wouldn’t realize what he was doing.

He bowed, and pressed a series of nipping kisses to the nape of her neck. She shuddered and moaned.

“My Lord … ah … that sends such feelings through me.”

“Good. Take off your chemise and get into bed whilst I disrobe. Then I’ll show you what other feelings I can give you.” He’d never shrugged out of evening wear so fast, and even used a jack for his boots. By the time Felice had slipped her chemise off, and he’d had a brief glimpse of rounded thighs and a perfect globe of her arse, he was naked alongside her. “Wait,” he said hoarsely. “I need to taste.” Before she had a chance to ask what he meant, Nash held both her hands in one of his, bent his head and suckled each nipple in turn. Her keening cry was enough to make his juices gather at the tip of his engorged cock.

He lifted his head with reluctance. “On the bed, lie on your back and spread your legs for me. If you don’t want this, now is the time to say so.” He waited, his body tight with anxiety less she did say ‘no more’. She didn’t.

Nash’s Niche is available from www.evernighpublishing.com

Evernight, Amazon, All Romance EBooks, and Bookstrand

If you want to know more about Raven, here’s her nosy links,

Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.

She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge.

A lover of reading, she appreciates the history inside a book, and the chance to peek into the lives of those from years ago. Raven admits that she enjoys the research for her books almost as much as the writing; so much so, that sometimes she realizes she’s strayed way past the information she needs to know, and not a paragraph has been added to her WIP.

Her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.

You can find out more about Raven here…

http://www.ravenmcallan.com

http:/ /www.ravenmcallan.blogspot.com

https://www.facebook.com/rmcallan (my page)

https://www.facebook.com/ravenmcallan (author page)

https://twitter.com/RavenMcAllan

Weekend Writing Warriors – An Invitation

Posted on September 15, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from my debut, TAKING CHANCES. It’s available now at Amazon and Barnes & Noble!

Taking Chances is the first in a series of books I’m calling The Love Projects. Taking Chances is the story of Lydia and Jake. The blurb and cover are below. LAST WEEK: Jake and Lydia entered the room where they’ll be working together and both are already fighting their desire. THIS WEEK: I’ve skipped forward a few pages. At this point, Lydia is working and Jake is working on something. 😉

He shouldn’t be thinking about taking Lydia right here on the table. Best to put a stop to it now before things spiraled out of control.

They were working at a fast pace, but they had several days ahead of them. Time to get your head back on what’s right in front of you. He looked up to find her leaning over him pointing at the screen.

“Right here, Jake, we need to add a screen print here so they don’t get confused.”

She was beautiful in her convictions, but it was the slant of her neck to her shoulder that continued to captivate his attention. The patch of skin called to him, invited him. It wouldn’t take much effort to hold her to the spot and lick the junction into his greedy mouth.

She’s talking about screen prints and he’s thinking about, well, clearly not screen prints. <~ You can <tweet that> if you want. Interesting day at the office, lol. Wonder if it will get any easier? What do you think?

Click here to add TAKING CHANCES to your Goodreads TBR list

BLURB:

Lydia’s father walked away from her when she was eight. She’s struggled to not let him affect her, but fears she wasn’t loveable enough to make him stay. Jake wants to love one woman, but after scaring the last woman he met outside of the club, he doubts he has the right. She protects her heart by sticking with her fantasies, and he lives by a set of rules that excludes women who choose a vanilla lifestyle.

The two will be kept in a conference room working together until their special project is complete. If Lydia and Jake hold tight to their bland lives, they’ll always yearn for love that is out of reach. But together they can find common ground, passion, and a reason to take chances. Once they discover the grand possibilities of the love they desire, they find themselves in the very place they tried never to be again, facing unguaranteed love.

I’m holding a GIVEAWAY through the end of September to celebrate my debut.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

BUY LINKS:

Evernight | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | BookStrand | All Romance Ebooks

Spotlight: Burn by Jenny Lyn

Posted on September 12, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

Burn

by Jenny Lyn

Length: 80 pages
Released: August 28, 2013
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

BLURB:

Eight years ago, life was good for Tate Reilly. Living in Atlanta and attending college, her dream of becoming a doctor was within reach, and she was in love with Ryan Hart. Then one night while Tate slept, Ryan disappeared. No note, no phone call, nothing left of a love she thought would last forever. Confused and heartbroken, she doesn’t let it hold her back in her quest to become a physician. If anything, the hurt and disappointment only serve to fuel her drive to succeed.

Ryan never wanted to leave Tate behind the way he did, but sometimes life takes away the choice. The best way to spare Tate the disruption of her bright future with his problems is to make a clean break. So he does the hardest thing he’s ever done—he walks away from her.

Now Ryan is back in Atlanta, working as a sous chef in the most popular restaurant in the city, and he has every intention of winning Tate back, no matter what it takes. It’s not easy because Tate wants answers that Ryan’s not ready to give just yet. First, he needs to remind her of what they once had together. The heat between them is undeniable, and it’s not long before it melts her resistance and she starts to lose the grip on her heart again.

But until Ryan can come clean with Tate about why he left, she can’t fully forgive him and move on. Time doesn’t always heal all wounds. Sometimes you have to shed more blood to become whole again.

EXCERPT:

A small part of Tate wanted to kill Ryan for tricking her, just reach out and wrap her hands around his throat and squeeze the life right out of him.

But the larger part of her, which unfortunately included the lady parts, wanted to touch him for other reasons, reasons that she suspected dictated her actions when she’d asked for his address rather than telling him to go back to the ER to be checked out. Besides, if he had truly been concerned about his arm possibly being infected, he wouldn’t have asked if she was working, he would’ve just gone to the hospital. Ryan valued his limbs too much to risk losing them to something like cellulitis or sepsis.

So that made her almost as culpable as he was.

She couldn’t concentrate while staring at him without a shirt on. His chest was too appealing and distracting. All bulgy solid muscle over thick bone, smooth tan skin, his areolas small and dark in … Holy crap, one of his nipples is pierced!

Before Tate could stop herself, she’d reached for it as if it was some sort of intriguing abnormality. She had seen piercings on patients naturally, but never one she wanted to touch as badly as she did his.

She didn’t even look up at his face for permission. When her fingers made contact with the small silver hoop, he flinched but didn’t move to stop her. She shifted closer then, running the tip of her finger around his nipple to watch it tighten, before she gave the ring a little indulgent tug.

Ryan hissed through his teeth, and his hands shot out to capture her hips, pulling her flush to his body. The more she toyed with the jewelry, the stiffer his cock grew against her stomach and the harder his fingertips dug into her jean-covered skin. And she had to admit, she liked that she could cause that reaction in him with such a simple touch. Feeling it made her wonder about something else, though.

“You didn’t pierce your…” Tate licked her lips, inexplicably shy with her words all of a sudden. Her eyes jumped up to his.

“My cock?” He grinned. “No. I’m not that brave.”

“Or crazy. I’ve seen horror stories, trust me on that.”

“I can imagine. This was a drunken impulse four years ago.”

She continued to finger the jewelry. “If you take it out, the hole will grow up.”

“I started to, but then … I kind of got used to it.”

Tate gave it another tug, causing him to make a soft grunting noise in his throat. “And there’s a direct correlation between the nerves in the nipple and the nerves in the genitals.”

Ryan laughed, pressing his erection against her stomach. “No kidding, Doc. I’m rock hard. ‘Course a lot of that has to do with the company.”

Tate had opened this door by touching him so intimately, and she was about to step through it. There was no denying she wanted him. Giving in to that desire might not be the smartest thing she’d ever done, but this was Ryan. They had a history, even though the last chapter was depressing. There was no question sex with him would be amazing. She’d worry about the ramifications later. For once, she wanted to act rash and bold and selfish.

Author Bio:

I started reading when I was four, thanks to a babysitter who found out the only way to get me to sit still was to put a book in my hand. By the time I entered kindergarten, I’d blown through just about every Little Golden Book ever printed. Ten years later, much to my mother’s dismay, I found her stash of paperback romance novels. She tried to divert me back to something more chaste by buying me Harlequins, but I still snuck copies of her Kathleen Woodiwiss’s and Johanna Lindsey’s when she wasn’t looking. Shanna, The Flame and the Flower, and Fires of Winter will always hold special places in my heart because they introduced me to roguish heroes, headstrong heroines, and the trouble they could get into together.

I live in a swampy little corner of north-central Florida with my family, both the two-legged and four-legged variety. I love to read, run hot and cold in regards to cooking, and I never miss an episode of Justified, Longmire, or Dexter. I guess I like justice in all its various forms.

BUY LINKS:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/burn-by-jenny-lyn/

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Burn-ebook/dp/B00ETN1CNS

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/Jenny-Lyn?store=ebook&keyword=Jenny+Lyn

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SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS:

Website: http://www.authorjennylyn.com/

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Spotlight: Knowing Destiny by Tamsin Baker

Posted on September 9, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

Knowing Destiny

(Book 2 in Shifters of the land, sea and air.)

By Tamsin Baker

Released: August 22, 2013
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

BLURB:

Chase, a golden eagle shifter, is destined to be the leader of his flock, the shifters of the air. But he has a few problems. He’s not ready for the responsibility, he isn’t sure who he wants as his mate and there’s the little issue of an unsolved killing to sort out.

Ben is also a golden eagle shifter, Chase’s best friend and three time lover. He wants to be his best friend’s mate, but can he be honest about his feelings?

Ariana is a young peregrine falcon shifter who has loved Chase for years. But why would he want her when he can have anyone he wants?

Three shifters, three separate problems, all fighting to find out who they are and how they can love each other.

EXCERPT:

Ben showered and dressed quickly. What was he going to say?

“You’re going to be honest, just once, and then forget about it.”

Ben closed up his house and made his way to Chase’s place. He couldn’t live like this anymore, on tenterhooks every day, wondering what Chase was thinking, how he was feeling. Wanting to tell Chase he loved him, but not knowing how.

He had never felt so impotent in his life. But it was time to end that. He would finally admit all to Chase and live with the consequences. Today was the last day he was going to feel like this.

He jogged up the stairs and knocked on the door. “Hey, Chase, you home?”

His best friend opened the door, jeans on, but nothing on his gorgeous chest or feet.

“Hey, yeah. Come on in.”

Ben’s cock swelled within his jeans. His instant attraction to this man frustrated him, and he burst into Chase’s house.

“How did last night go?”

Chase pushed the door closed and frowned as he walked forward. “It went really well. What’s up, Ben?”

Ben clenched his fists tighter then opened them by force. Calm, he needed to stay focused.

“So, Ariana is it for you? You’ll mate with her?”

He began to pace, nervous energy working through his system and turning into anger. How could he have missed his chance to be with Chase?

Chase walked closer warily, approaching him how one would move towards an injured and angry bird. Chase had almost reached him now, and his brow knitted together. “Well, we’ve only had one night together, and she’s still at Uni, but yeah. I think so.”

Pain broke through Ben’s chest, making it feel like his ribs were being split open.

He stopped and gasped, putting a hand to his heart.

“Ben, seriously, what’s wrong?”

Ben growled and began pacing again. He couldn’t stay still, and if Chase touched him, he would surely scream.

“I don’t know how to tell you this. I’ve been wanting to talk to you for months, and it looks like I’ve run out of time.”

Inevitability settled into Ben’s mind, and he knew this was it.

Chase’s face was wary, his tone of voice gentle when he spoke. “What had you been wanting to tell me, Ben?”

Ben looked at him, his belly tight with worry. “I need to tell you … that I…”

Ben stumbled over the words. How did you tell your male best friend that you were in love with him?

Chase leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms, that smug grin firmly in place. “If you’re going to tell me you want Ariana, too, then you’re going to have a fight on your hands.”

Ben clenched his fists, anger boiling up inside him. He opened his mouth and screamed at the man he had loved for a decade.

“I don’t want Ariana! I fucking want you! Don’t you get it? I don’t want to be your best friend who you fucked when you were drunk! I want to be your mate, too!”

Chase’s mouth dropped open, and his eyes widened. Then his eyes turned yellow, and he took a step forward. His huge hands reached for Ben, cupping his face and drawing it to his mouth.

Ben groaned and grabbed Chase about the waist, hauling his huge male into his body, absorbing Chase’s moan and squeezing his arse.

He pulled back and grabbed Chase’s jean-covered arse. “I want you.”

He stared at the man he wanted above all else waiting for a sign that Chase felt the same.

“I…” Chase cleared his throat. “I want you, too,” Chase said, the words gravelly.

Ben dropped to his knees and unbuttoned Chase’s jeans in a hurry. He had never done this for his lover, their previous intimacies brief with almost no foreplay. Now, he could think of no other way to brand Chase as his own. His powerful eagle was close to the surface.

He opened up Chase’s jean placket, and his cock sprang out, pointing directly to Ben’s mouth. Thick, heavy, red, and swollen.

God, it’s beautiful.

He wrapped his hand around the base and looked up at his man.

“I want to suck you so bad.”

He waited, wanting the confirmation that Chase wanted it, too.

His mate didn’t respond with words, but slid his fingers into Ben’s short hair and pulled him closer. That was all the permission he needed.

Ben smiled as he licked the tip. Yum.

“Chase … are you here?” Ariana’s voice shocked them both, and Ben turned his head, ready to jump up.

But he was already too late. She wasn’t coming in. She was already here.

BIO:

Tamsin Baker is an Aussie girl who only found erotic romance about ten months ago. Before that she read sexy romance, skipping the plot looking for the ‘good bits.’ Since then she have written and obtained 14 contracts of varying lengths with erotic romance and erotica. She absolutely LOVES reading and writing it! She have two other jobs, kids and a hubby too, but writing is a passion that she has to indulge, for fear of insanity.

M/M is a passion of hers so even in her menage stories, there is always M/M. Female domme is a fun one to write too, but she is open to all genres. One step at a time she is learning to read more and write more. Soon she’ll have stories published in every sub genre of erotic romance – or that is her aim anyway.

LINKS:

www.erotictamsinbaker.blogspot.com.au

www.tamsinbakererotic.com

BUY LINKS:

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/knowing-destiny-by-tamsin-baker/

Weekend Writing Warriors – A Steady Rhythm

Posted on September 8, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from my debut, TAKING CHANCES. It’s available now at Amazon and Barnes & Noble!

Taking Chances is the first in a series of books I’m calling The Love Projects. Taking Chances is the story of Lydia and Jake. The blurb and cover are below. LAST WEEK: Jake tried to control is already raging urges. THIS WEEK: As promised, I’m sharing their first moments in the board room. Lydia has arrived first and she’s standing by the window looking at the ravine behind the building. Now that Jake’s entered the room, she’s trying to calm her desires.

No matter how hard she tried, her mind leapt to her fantasy. She imagined her body rocking against Jake in a steady rhythm matching the sway of the trees.

A strong wind tore through the ravine and forced the trees to move. The unavoidable movement shook her from her comfort zone. Lydia was rocked by the unexpected change the sight ignited in her fantasy. The intensity changed, and she had a hard time calming her breathing.

A warm hand pressed into her back shaking her from her heated dream.

“Lydia, are you okay?”

As much as she thinks about Jake, she wasn’t prepared for the real thing. <~ You can <tweet that> if you want.

Click here to add TAKING CHANCES to your Goodreads TBR list

BLURB:

Lydia’s father walked away from her when she was eight. She’s struggled to not let him affect her, but fears she wasn’t loveable enough to make him stay. Jake wants to love one woman, but after scaring the last woman he met outside of the club, he doubts he has the right. She protects her heart by sticking with her fantasies, and he lives by a set of rules that excludes women who choose a vanilla lifestyle.

The two will be kept in a conference room working together until their special project is complete. If Lydia and Jake hold tight to their bland lives, they’ll always yearn for love that is out of reach. But together they can find common ground, passion, and a reason to take chances. Once they discover the grand possibilities of the love they desire, they find themselves in the very place they tried never to be again, facing unguaranteed love.

I’m holding a GIVEAWAY through the end of September to celebrate my debut.

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Her Sweet Voice and …

Posted on September 1, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from my just released debut, TAKING CHANCES. It’s available now!

Taking Chances is the first in a series of books I’m calling The Love Projects. Taking Chances is the story of Lydia and Jake. The blurb and cover are below. LAST WEEK: Lydia got ready to spend the day working with Jake. THIS WEEK: As promised, we’re checking in with Jake.

How had this woman grabbed his attention? She was the type you didn’t notice often, except her frequent trips to refill her coffee mug. This morning might have been the first time he heard her sweet voice.

Now all he could think about were the other things he had never noticed before, such as the length of her long, brown hair and the intensity shining in her hazel eyes. He could get a nice grip and pull her hair as he fucked her from behind.

Get control of yourself, man. There will be no fucking. It was a pity, because the curve of her beautiful, full behind would look amazing with the red impression of his hand.

.

Yeap, just as I thought. They’re both in trouble. She caught him with her sweet voice and … <~ You can <tweet that> if you want. Next week, I’ll get them in the same room and we’ll see if they can get any work done. 😉

Click here to add TAKING CHANCES to your Goodreads TBR list

BLURB:

Lydia’s father walked away from her when she was eight. She’s struggled to not let him affect her, but fears she wasn’t loveable enough to make him stay. Jake wants to love one woman, but after scaring the last woman he met outside of the club, he doubts he has the right. She protects her heart by sticking with her fantasies, and he lives by a set of rules that excludes women who choose a vanilla lifestyle.

The two will be kept in a conference room working together until their special project is complete. If Lydia and Jake hold tight to their bland lives, they’ll always yearn for love that is out of reach. But together they can find common ground, passion, and a reason to take chances. Once they discover the grand possibilities of the love they desire, they find themselves in the very place they tried never to be again, facing unguaranteed love.

I’m holding a GIVEAWAY through the end of September to celebrate my debut.

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BUY LINKS:

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Spotlight- Aftermath: Guts and Glory by Tyler Robbins

Posted on August 28, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

Aftermath: Guts and Glory

by Tyler Robbins

Length: 213 pages
Published: July 25, 2013
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Blurb:

When the brother he idolized is killed in action in Afghanistan, Kyle Barrett is rocked to his core. With his only confidant gone, Kyle struggles to deal with the loss, while fighting to keep his hidden sexuality a secret from his parents.

If only he didn’t have to face them alone.

Army veteran, Ryder Bishop has returned from his final tour in Iraq, when severe PTSD forces him to seek help through a new counseling program back home in Texas.

Just when Ryder thinks he’s reached the end of his rope, he meets Kyle, and their lives take a remarkable turn.

Can the grieving brother and damaged soldier find the peace they so desperately need? Or will they become another statistic when the aftermath of war hits too close to home?

They might have shipped the soldier home, but his demons have come with him.

******

Excerpt:

Kyle took a deep breath to steady his excitement then slowly unfastened Ryder’s jeans. He pulled them down just a bit, low enough to remove the semi-hard cock from Ryder’s boxers. The shaft stiffened in the palm of Kyle’s hand, and he liked the feel of the delicate flesh against his own skin. He slowly tightened his gripped and began to stroke.

“Shit.” Ryder moaned again, and rolled his hips.

Kyle watched Ryder’s expression as his movements hastened. Ryder, this strong, mountain of a man, who dominated the basketball court, and practically mopped the floor with Kyle every time they played, literally melted in Kyle’s hand.

Exhilarated by that extra confidence, Kyle found the courage to take the next step. The natural step he’d wanted to take since he first laid eyes on the other man’s cock. Kyle licked his lips, then flicked the head of Ryder’s dick with his tongue.

Ryder shuddered.

Kyle lapped the salty surface of Ryder’s crown then encircled it with his lips, until he lowered his head, and drew half of the fleshy shaft into his mouth.

“Fuck.”

Kyle’s ears rang, and his heartbeat boomed like a bass drum inside his head. The more he sucked in, the louder Ryder’s groans became, thrilling Kyle even more.

Ryder made a hissing sound. “Careful with the teeth.”

Kyle corrected his technique and covered the thick shaft with his lips instead, then dove back down for another plunge.

“Mmm.” Ryder bucked his hips, forcing himself deeper into Kyle’s mouth. “Yeah, that’s it.”

Kyle’s eyes watered as Ryder’s cock bumped the back of his throat, flooding his mouth with Ryder’s salty-sweet essence.

Ryder grasped the back of Kyle’s head and shoved himself in harder. “Feels so fucking good.”

Kyle gripped the base, and used his hand to jack Ryder off as he continued to suck and lick, until Ryder abruptly pulled back, and stopped him.

“What?” Kyle’s mind whirled, and he fought to take Ryder’s cock back into his mouth.

Ryder’s stomach muscles rolled, and his breathing deepened. He inhaled deeply before speaking. “You’ve seriously never done this before?” Disbelief resonated in his tone.

Was he serious? He’s asking this now? “Never.”

“Shit.” Ryder licked his lips, his eyes glazed over. “So that means,” Ryder skimmed his thumb over Kyle’s tingling bottom lip, “nobody’s ever done it to you either.”

Kyle drew in a deep breath, doing his best not to bust a nut just at the thought of it. “No.”

A gleam sparked in Ryder’s eyes “Lie back.”

Chills wreaked havoc across Kyle’s flesh. Oh shit.

Ryder’s eyes danced back and forth as though searching Kyle’s for an answer to a question he hadn’t bothered to ask. His brow bunched, and he eased closer. “Just don’t forget to breathe.”

*******

Links:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/aftermath-guts-and-glory-by-tyler-robbins/

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Aftermath-Guts-and-Glory-ebook/dp/B00E4UIYB4

All Romance Books: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-aftermathgutsandglory-1251208-149.html

Tyler Robbins Author Bio:

Tyler Robbins is the pen name of author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four nearly grown kids, two boys and two girls.

Tyler enjoys stepping out of her comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances she’s taking.

Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm believer that gray hair is merely God’s graffiti!!

Author Links:

Tyler’s Blog: http://www.tylerrobbins.org

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/author.tyler.robbins

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Robin_Badillo

@Robin_Badillo

Weekend Writing Warriors – Just Breathe

Posted on August 25, 2013 by S.J. Maylee

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from my just released debut, TAKING CHANCES. It’s available now!

Taking Chances is the first in a series of books I’m calling The Love Projects. Taking Chances is the story of Lydia and Jake. The blurb and cover are below. LAST WEEK: While Lydia waits to find out who Jake will select for his project, she gets lost in one of her fantasies starring the man himself. In last Wednesday’s Mid Week Tease, I shared a bit more. Jake picked Lydia for the project! Click over to the tease to find out what happened and the cause behind her jitters. THIS WEEK: Lydia’s getting ready to spend the day alone with Jake.

If the nonsensical feelings were left to fester she’d tumble into a panic attack.

They had a big task in front of them. Loads of work would fill the day, and there was no need to get emotional. Her brain heard all the reasonable thoughts, but her body continued to brace against panic. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pace of her breathing. She needed a distraction. She opened her eyes and found it in the mess on her desk. Her hands shifted pages, such a normal thing for her to do, except she wasn’t reading a thing.

Oh boy, Lydia’s successfully worked her nerves into a dancing fit. <~ You can <tweet that> if you want. I wonder how Jake’s doing. Come back and find out.

Click here to add TAKING CHANCES to your Goodreads TBR list

BLURB:

Lydia’s father walked away from her when she was eight. She’s struggled to not let him affect her, but fears she wasn’t loveable enough to make him stay. Jake wants to love one woman, but after scaring the last woman he met outside of the club, he doubts he has the right. She protects her heart by sticking with her fantasies, and he lives by a set of rules that excludes women who choose a vanilla lifestyle.

The two will be kept in a conference room working together until their special project is complete. If Lydia and Jake hold tight to their bland lives, they’ll always yearn for love that is out of reach. But together they can find common ground, passion, and a reason to take chances. Once they discover the grand possibilities of the love they desire, they find themselves in the very place they tried never to be again, facing unguaranteed love.

I’m holding a GIVEAWAY through the end of September to celebrate my debut.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

BUY LINKS:

Evernight | Amazon | BookStrand | All Romance Ebooks