New Release! Dragon Trap, Coalition Mates Book 5 by Sarah Marsh @SM_fiction

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Dragon Trap, Coalition Mates Book 5.

**AVAILABLE NOW!**

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(Will be available on Amazon/Kobo/B&N etc approx. Feb 19)

 

Blurb:

All Marisol Lewis had ever wanted was a family, but her ex-husband back on Earth made sure that would never happen while they were together. Now? After waking up on an alien planet, she has a plan and she’s more determined than ever to see it through on her own.

When the contract comes up that will give her exactly what she’s always dreamed of, she’s eager to sign on the dotted line and begin the journey to her new home planet of Dolovia. But when things go horribly wrong, she ends up surrounded by mad doctors and Frankenstein space pirates.

Luca and Baelion are dragon shifters with a troubled past, shunned by their own people, they now work for the Coalition Council taking rescue jobs that no one else can do. They manage to find Marisol—but their rescue plans take a wrong turn and they all end up stranded on a dangerous quarantined planet.

Mari finds out the hard way that life often gets in the way of best-laid plans…and dragon shifters most definitely do get in the way of hers.

Good thing for her that dragons are naturally quite stubborn once they decide they want something—and they’ve decided she’s theirs.

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Story Excerpt:

Mari stared at the sheer beauty of the male in front of her. His chest was a sculpture of rippling golden muscles. Fine beads of sweat made their way down his toned stomach, drawing her gaze ever lower. She watched as his hips swayed back and forth to the seductive music, his low, loose pants barely clinging to his lean body. She wasn’t sure if she’d even seen a more beautiful man before; it had certainly been long enough since she’d had her hands on any man at all. The sighs of the woman next to her finally broke the trance of his delectable gyrations and allowed her to turn her eyes away. No point in torturing herself any further with things that she couldn’t have.

“God, Mari, how can you even look away from a sight that divine?” Devyn fanned herself with both hands. “I mean, I love Benic like a brother, but when that boy dances, even I can’t keep my thoughts platonic.”

“Well, I’m almost old enough to be his mother, so I shouldn’t be gawking at him at all,” Marisol answered as she stood up from the stone bench where they’d been watching the dance performance. The gardens of the Courtesan Guild building were created for showcasing and practicing all sorts of exotic performance arts, and most of those who attended the classes or worked in the building loved to enjoy the shows.

“You’re leaving right in the middle of his routine?” Devyn asked, looking back at her as if she were crazy.

“I’ve got an appointment with the Guild Matron in twenty minutes. Sally says she’s found the perfect contract for me.”

“Oh,” Devyn answered with a frown. “This soon? I thought it would take longer, that we’d have at least until I’m done with classes before you shipped off to planets unknown.”

Mari reached over and gave her friend a tight hug. For some reason, little Devyn’s perky, outrageous personality had meshed perfectly with her own—surprisingly, since she’d been told on more than one occasion that she was too serious, too much of a control freak. So the tiny tornado of happiness had become her best friend here, and if she was sent off world, she would miss her something fierce.

“Don’t worry, Devyn. It might not even be one that I want,” Mari said with a shrug. “No point in worrying over nothing. I’ll see you after.”

As Marisol walked back through the education center and into the Courtesan admin wing, she had to admire the sensuous beauty of the building. If she had been ten years younger and perhaps a little bit braver, she would have loved to apply to the Courtesan Guild. It sounded so glamorous and fascinating, and Sally certainly couldn’t look any happier than she was in her new role as Guild Matron. Of course, it didn’t hurt that it was a role that just happened to come with a smoking-hot husband, Guild Master Arkenon Quinn. A more devastating alpha male Mari had never met, and she couldn’t help but be a little jealous of her friend.

She walked into Sally’s new office and was not surprised to see the intimidating Kalista Dax standing at the secretary’s desk, going over some paperwork. When the former Tokka assassin turned her unsettling solid blue eyes toward Mari, it was all she could do not to book it back out the damned door. Kali had always been very nice to the rest of the rescued Earthers and actively went out of her way to make friends, but the rumors of the kind of violence she was capable of left Mari just a bit freaked out.

“Hello, Marisol. Are you here for your appointment with the Guild Matron?” Kali asked, an almost smile trying to form on her beautiful, pale white face.

Mari knew that Kali liked to spend so much time with the Earth females because they were so expressive emotionally. She was only half Tokka and had been forced to suppress her physical expressions at an early age. Since Kali had defected from a society where it was unacceptable to show emotions of any kind, she was trying to learn by observing them, and sometimes the results could be…unsettling.

“Yes, Sally said that she may have found a placement for me,” Mari answered, trying to maintain eye contact with the much taller woman.

“Mari, come on in!” Sally bellowed from her desk, which made both Mari and Kali smile at how outrageous their new Guild Matron could be.

Sally was up to her elbows in material swatches when Marisol sat down in front of the large desk. The office was beautiful, with an incredible view of the mountains through the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side. The furniture was all made in a black wood that looked exotic and expensive. But then again, Sally’s new position as Guild Matron was one of the most important on the entire planet of Sirus. It was just strange because Sally really didn’t seem to care about the prestige at all. She had really grown into herself since that day they had all walked out of their rooms for the first time and realized they were now on an alien planet, but she was still just Sally to the rest of her friends.

“Argh, I’m supposed to decide on material for new dresses for the council meetings, and I seriously couldn’t care less. I wonder if I can hire someone to do all of this clothing crap for me?” the Guild Matron said, shoving the material to the other side of the desk with a look of disgust. “So how are you, Mari? How are the classes going?”

“Good, Sal. I’m almost done with the EMT equivalent, so I’m sure that will be handy to have on top of my nursing experience. You said you had a possible match for me for placement?” She squirmed in her chair, trying not to look too excited.

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Adult Excerpt:

“You’re so wet for us already,” the low sexy timbre of Luca’s voice only made her want him more. “I need to taste you.”

“Later, Luca. I need you right now.” She moaned as Baelion took one of her aching nipples deep into his mouth. “I can’t wait. Please.”

She boldly moved her legs farther apart, planting her feet flat on the mats. It was an unmistakable invitation—one Luca didn’t disappoint her on. He quickly rid himself of his shorts and then moved between her thighs, rubbing the swollen, thick head of his cock along her wet folds.

“Luca, stop teasing me.”

His only answer was a low growl as he slowly pushed his length inside of her, his eyes locked on hers. It was extremely intense. His gaze never left hers as he filled her up.

“Watching you take him is so fucking hot, Mari.” Bae’s voice from beside her snagged her attention. His own blue eyes were locked to where their bodies joined. He ran one finger down her stomach until it lightly made a slow path around her swollen clit, causing her to moan and tighten around the hard shaft buried deep within her.

“She’s so warm and wet, Bae. Feel for yourself.” Luca grabbed Baelion’s hand and guided it lower to where the root of him met her body.

Mari’s hips bucked up when Bae continued to rub a trail along her folds and then back up to her clit. Meanwhile Luca set a leisurely pace, thrusting in slowly and then retreating. She could feel the pressure building inside of her, and she sighed when Baelionmoved to capture her lips in a slow kiss.

The two of them continued their sensual torment, never letting her set the pace or tempt them to lose control. Bae had her arms gently pinned above her head with one hand. The thrill of being completely under their control seemed to electrify all of her senses. They were true to their word, completely tender in their care for her—but there was an intensity to their actions that was different than before. They were loving her so intently that it was her undoing.

“Oh God.” She whimpered into his mouth as Luca’s firm but steady pace lit her up until she was just on the cusp of orgasm. “Please, I need to come.”

“Come for us, little one,” Bae murmured as he finally pinched down on her swollen button, causing her to spasm all around Luca’s shaft.

“Yeeeessss.” She moaned as she came. All of the tension in her body finally broke and swept her away in a warm rush of pleasure. Luca pushed deep one last time before he joined her, groaning her name.

Baelion still slowly stroked her as she came down from the high, Luca still buried deep inside of her. There was certainly something to be said for slow and steady. It was a different type of pleasure than the passionate coupling from their previous encounter, but no less impactful. It was more intimate. There was more tenderness in their touch, and it melted her.

“How are you feeling, Mari?” Luca leaned forward to slowly sip at her lips. She opened her eyes when he stopped, only to see that he had moved to kiss Baelion as well.

“Much more relaxed,” she murmured, hypnotized at the sight of their lips and tongues moving together. Her satiated libido suddenly roared to life once again as Luca withdrew his spent shaft from her and settled himself this time behind Baelion.

“And what shall we do with you, love?” Luca reached over the other man’s hip, moving lower until he grasped Bae’s turgid length and stroked it slowly. “Let us take care of you now.”

“I don’t want to make Mari sore.” Bae’s voice was quiet and strained with desire as she joined her hand with Luca’s on the other man’s cock.

“I’m fine, Bae,” she whispered, leaning in to lick at his neck. “I promise.”

“Move closer and give me your leg, Marisol.” Luca released Bae’s cock and pulled her thigh up to rest over both of their hips, opening her up to them.

She moaned when the wet tip of Baelion’s cock rubbed up against her sensitive clit, loving how hard he was for them. When he slowly slid into her, they both let out a long breath. He was slightly thicker than Luca but felt oh so good as he stretched her.

“Neither of you move.” Luca’s voice was thick with desire once again as he reached for the remainder of the julla leaves and collected the thick gel on his fingers before returning to his position behind his mate.

Baelion tightened his arms around Mari’s waist as he groaned low in her ear, his hips bucking slightly against her. She had a pretty good idea what Luca had done, and when he was once again tight against Bae’s back, she leaned over and kissed him, moving her hips slowly, working the thick length inside of her.

“Ahh, Goddess, this feels amazing.” Bae panted as Luca began to thrust into him and Mari continued to move along his shaft. “It’s too much. I can’t last long.”

She had a feeling that was Luca’s intention as he bit down on Bae’s shoulder, making the other man cry out as his hips bucked furiously, taking her breath away every time he slammed against her swollen clit. Mari could feel the force of Luca’s thrusts as he took Bae’s ass.

“Do you like being fucked by both of us at the same time, love?” Luca whispered into Bae’s ear, the dirty words only increasing her desire.

“Yes, I love it,” was Bae’s breathless response, sweat beading at his temple and then slowly making its way down the side of his face.

“Mari, come on his cock.” Luca locked eyes with her. “Make him come inside of you.”

She nodded and bit her lip as she reached down between their straining bodies. Her fingers slipped in the wetness before finding purchase, and all it took was two passes over her clit before her orgasm hit. She tightened around Bae’s shaft, urging him to find his own release.

“Mari!” he bellowed before sinking deep inside of her one last time. She could feel the tremors flow through him as he came hard, his peak, in turn, bringing Luca as well. His roar of completion rang out into the quiet night.

 

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About the author:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

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New Release! Race to Redemption, Green Rising, #1 by Shari Elder @ShariElderBooks

Race to Redemption (Green Rising, #1 by Shari Elder)

Thank you so much for having me on your blog. I’m very excited to share Race to Redemption, Book one in the science fiction romance series, Green Rising.

Race to Redemption (Green Rising, Book 1)
By: Shari Elder
Genre: M/F Science Fiction Romance
Release Date: November 28, 2016
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Blurb

A woman who lost everything.
Intergalactic storm racing champion Elaina Carteret had it all—celebrity, wealth, men—until a horrific accident took it away. To get it back, she agrees to pose as Lainie Carter, medical transport pilot and corporate spy. Her risk-taking attitude infuriates Dr. Erik Johansen, who runs the medical outpost with an iron hand, a permanent scowl and the tightest bod on the planet.

A man desperate for redemption.
Unable to forgive himself for a past tragedy, Erik works himself into an early grave. He has no patience for the insubordinate Lainie Carter, who can’t take an order, disrupts routine, and flames his body to ash.

A planet at risk.
When the outpost is attacked, they’re thrown together in a race across the desert to stop a deadly biogenetic weapon. As a fragile trust blossoms between two damaged hearts, their pasts resurface and threaten their growing bond.

Be Warned: anal sex and menage among secondary characters, gender neutral characters, sex toys

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Excerpt:

Elaina and Fintarl transferred the meds from the craft to the supply hut. This was her last stop today. Her routes varied daily her first month on the job. Someone was either trying to ramp up her knowledge of the terrain and facilities quickly, or prevent her from finding out too much. The collections of mysteries and snippets of information she’d gathered made her head hurt. All she wanted was a bath to wash away the stink of too much desert driving and a nap to give her mind a few minutes to turn off. Fintarl’s toothy scowl warned her that wasn’t on the agenda.

“Boss man. Want.”

She raised an eyebrow at the Ranharran and took a deep breath before heading to Erik’s office. He kept their exchanges to a minimum during her regular drop-offs at this facility. She was getting under his skin, she knew it. A meeting had to mean she pissed him off somehow. Good. It gave her another opportunity to ramp up the heat. Anger was close enough to lust to wedge open a door.

Shoulders pulled back, head high, she barged into his office. She’d always been good at bravado and she liked to keep him off balance. “Hey farm boy, you wanted me?” She flashed him a flippant smile to push the double entendre right into his face, and all she got was a grimace in return.

I’m only getting started, Dr. Johansen.

Settled on the mud blocks that passed for seats, she arced her back to offer up breasts wrapped to perfection in a tight white tank. The perspiration worked in her favor. It molded the top around her so she was as good as naked, maybe better. Her bare legs, firmed by countless hours in the gym, crossed in front to put all that toned flesh on center stage. Take a good long look, boss man.

Days of beard growth and a rumpled shirt signaled erratic hours and insufficient sleep. It seemed to have gotten worse since the last time she’d seen him. Was it only days ago? The world of secrets and hurt he dragged around on his shoulders was devouring him from the inside out. Why he avoided her when he could benefit from the physical release she offered confused her. He didn’t even have to like her to screw her. Still, he stayed away.

Erik pushed his too-long hair off his face with one hand and a package across his desk toward her with the other. The flicker of lust that darkened his eyes when she ran her hand from breast to thigh, he quickly buried. Droplets of sweat glistened along the carved muscle of his forearms. A tattoo—a yellow sphere sitting on a black line encased in a blue circle—peaked out from his shirtsleeve. Like Saskia. How odd.

“One of my better ideas, yes?”

“Ms. Carter.” Stiff formality. “On the job for a month and you’re already messing with the medical packaging? Until you show me a pharmacology degree, don’t do it again.”

“Seriously, Erik? It’s the Ranharran equivalent of string and paper. No harm done to the medicine, and I can increase the load by thirty percent. The more I move the better for everyone.”

“You’re missing the point.” He enunciated each word like it hurt to say. “The meds are volatile. Any shift, no matter how small… Damn it, Lainie, do you have any idea how dangerous this stuff is? You could get someone killed.”

“I’m trying to save lives.” Her eyes closed, she swallowed hard, trying to keep her frustration from spilling out. A raised voice wouldn’t get her very far. She already tried that. “I don’t get you, Erik. This compound is thirty miles from the Karas border. Your medical supply closet’s always running on empty, the transportation infrastructure on this planet is deteriorating and rumors that the Den Vedran Corporations are arming the Ranharran mercenaries are escalating. With unpredictable storms that can close transit corridors at any time, I’d think you’d welcome ways to move more medicine.”

His faced blanched at one point through her tirade, but was now back to its normal grim. “Not. The. Point. I won’t have my orders questioned by anyone. Without some discipline, I can’t ensure the safety of everyone under my protection. I’ll make it easy. Don’t tamper with my meds, or I’ll get a different pilot.” His lips thinned so tight they trembled. She wanted to kiss them calm after she beat him with a stick.

“You don’t want to get rid of me. Whose face would you use for target practice?” Her voice lowered, forcing him to lean closer. “And whose body would you think about when you jack off in those late hours when you’re crawling for relief?” She was guessing, but the way he struggled to suppress those flashes of longing when she got close to him convinced her she was on the mark.

“You’re trying to annoy me. Okay, it worked. No tampering, no arguments. Meeting over.” He ran his hands through his hair and pulled at the roots. His eyes looked haunted and decades older than his thirty-six years.

This was not about packaging or her rule-breaking proclivities. Whatever he kept sealed down tight was driving him to an early grave. Without thinking, she leaned over the desk and traced a finger along a blond eyebrow. He recoiled like he always did when she touched him.

“Yes, I do it to piss you off. You’re wound up so tight, farm boy, you’re going to snap.” Her finger slid down his cheek to his chin. “Let me in, Erik. I could help you reduce all that tension, but you stay so far away. So I poke.”

She pressed her breast against his arm to make her offer clear. “No commitment required. Just two people trying to get through the long, lonely nights.”

He pulled back. “I said we’re done here.”

She swallowed her anger and flipped him a bow. “Your highness. I’ll visit Sen and Qirta before I head back to Mendasa.”

“No miskberries.”

Sen’s favorite treat were hidden in a secret pocket in her bag. What Erik didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

About Shari Elder

Hello, I’m Shari. By day, I crawl out of bed, mainline coffee, walk the dog, get my kid off to school, hop on the metro, and save cities within the four walls of my office. Usually by email.

At night, the other Shari emerges. I take off the suit, curl up on the couch and let my imagination play, with words and images until stories take shape (while periodically checking on my teen-ager, hiding out in the bedroom and plotting world domination). As my alter ego, I save cities in a cape and spangled tights, wander space and time on a surfboard, fly over the Himalayas on feathered wings, make six-toed footprints in indigo talc snow on the sixth planet in the Andromeda galaxy or eavesdrop on Olympian gods while pretending to whip up a bowl of ambrosia.

In all these wondrous worlds, romance and passion blossom. I can’t resist a happy ending. And I am particularly prone to writing happy endings for those who have given up on ever getting one. That gives me immense satisfaction.

Join me on my journey. The best ideas emerge from team work.

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Top Ten Things to love about Aliens…with Doris O’Connor author of Taken by Her Alien Warriors

I’ve been waiting for this week to arrive. It’s Doris O’Connor week at SJ’s. She’s going to be here today AND tomorrow with her two new releases. SQUEE!! Today, she’s sharing Taken by Her Alien Warriors and Top Ten Things to love about Aliens. She’s also brought a yummy excerpt and her Giveaway. Take it away, Doris! 😀

I’ve always been somewhat fascinated by the whole concept of Aliens. As a child, long before I watched ET, I used to lay awake at night, and stare at the starry sky, visible through my window and wonder…

It seemed logical to me that all those planets out there would hold other forms of life somehow. Maybe not life as we know it, but life, nonetheless. I guess it also helped that my gran, being an Atheist, had no religious prejudices influencing her answers to all of my questions. To her, things were not set in stone and Mother Nature was a never ending place of wonder and discovery.

A keen amateur astrologist she knew all the constellations by name and was only too happy to share that knowledge with me.

So, even back then I spun stories in my head, involving Alien life forms, and once I could read devoured Sci-fi books. Needless to say we were and still are huge Treckie fans and Dr. Who is a must watch in our house.

So, it was inevitable, really, that my writer’s brain would eventually latch onto writing Aliens, especially as I write erotic romance and erotica, and well….

*smirks*

You can have so much fun with that.

My Aliens are not little green men, of course. No, they are droolworthy seven foot hunks of male perfection, who only have eyes for their human heroines, and each other.

Females are scarce in this future, so having mated triads is more or less the norm, and love knows no boundaries J

Here are my top ten reasons for loving those Warriors.

  • Heh, they’re Aliens that alone peeks my interest, nuff said.
  • Their unique mating practices, shall we say, or what goes where 😛
  • Its sci-fi… anything goes….
  • The glimpse into our possible future.
  • The technology and the endless possibilities for new inventions.
  • Their code of honour. They all have one, even if it’s different from ours.
  • They make the best villains.
  • They make the best lovers.
  • They’re dominant and hot as hell.
  •  Horn sex (You’ll see, when you read the book.)

*grins*

Those are mine, off the top of my head. Feel free to add your own.

Happy Reading, folks

D xx

Taken by Her Alien Warriors
Categories: Erotic
Romance, Futuristic, Menage a
Trois/Quatre, Science
Fiction

 Word Count: 32,008

 Heat Level: SEXTREME

Published By: Siren-BookStrand,
Inc.
The men of any species have needs…
Gemini Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion. Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his dark desires.  Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his Drakan lover Ornack. With Drakan at war with Cirrion the men’s relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can’t.
From the minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There’s only one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
A Siren Erotic Romance
 
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Ornack’s cock hardened in record time and his fangs dropped, seeing his wife impaled on Zorran. She threw him a worried glance over her shoulder, and he smiled to reassure her.

“Don’t stop on my account. I woke up and neither one of you was there. Gerunda said you two needed time, but fuck it all to hell and back, time is the one thing we do not have, so we make this work now or never.”

Zorran glared at him, but there was no mistaking the lust shining out of his black eyes, as Ornack fisted his cock. He hadn’t bothered with clothes, had simply staggered off the bed and gone in search of his mates. No one was going to stop him from claiming them both, not when Zorran could be snatched away at any given moment. They had wasted too much time already.

His side still hurt like a fucking bitch, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could stand up for much longer, but that minor detail wasn’t going to stop him.

“You best get your butt over here then, Drakan.” Zorran’s eyes glittered with emotion. Love, lust, worry were all there for him to see, and it gave Ornack the strength to get his legs to keep on moving. By the time he fell on the bed, Gemini had climbed off Zorran’s lap and she was running her hands all over Ornack’s side.

“You’re healed, already? Gerunda said you needed to sleep, would sleep for hours.”

Zorran laughed, and Ornack cupped her face and pulled her down for a kiss. She tasted familiar and different all rolled into one, like a delicious smorgasbord of his two favorite people.

A shudder went through her when he traced Zorran’s mating mark on the shoulder opposite to his mark.

“It’s been hours, girl.” Zorran said, and Gemini frowned.

“It hasn’t, has it? Did I fall asleep?”

She looked so utterly confused and adorable, and that happiness spread like a drug through Ornack’s veins and took the last semblances of pain away with it.

He grinned over her head at Zorran, pleased to see the Cirrion wearing a similarly goofy expression. Yes, he had been right about this. Zorran loved Gemini as much as he himself did, and with that knowledge came deep-seated determination to see Zorran’s name cleared. Ornack would use all of his considerable influence to keep their mate from the hangman’s noose—later. For now, he wanted to simply enjoy his lovers.

“Have you been wearing our girl out, Zorran?” he asked, and the bed shook with Zorran’s howl of laughter. He bent his head to claim Ornack’s lips in a bruising kiss that further confirmed his feelings, especially as he immediately grabbed a stunned looking Gemini and proceeded to kiss her senseless too. Her musk increased, and both men groaned at her instantaneous submission to them.

“Check how wet she is for us, Ornack, though I bet she’s soaked.” Zorran winked at him and Gemini whimpered when he cupped her sopping wet slit and ran his fingers through her labial lips. He lifted his glistening digits up for Zorran to see, and the other man grasped his wrist and proceeded to lick them clean with a wicked grin in Gemini’s direction. Her breathing grew heavy and her eyes seemed transfixed on the action. When Zorran released Ornack’s fingers with a satisfied grunt, he kissed her again, and picking her up guided her onto Ornack’s cock.

“It would be a shame to waste all that wetness and this will help you heal more. Besides, I want to fuck both of the people that I love tonight.”

Gemini sucked in a breath, and a big, fat tear splashed on Ornack’s chest. The sensation of her hot, wet heat closing around his dick was almost too much to bear, especially as Zorran chose that moment to fist his cock slowly. He knelt next to Ornack’s head and Gemini gasped when he slid his thick cock dripping with pre-cum into Ornack’s mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Her whispered words skittered across Ornack’s chest, as she bent down and suckled one of Zorran’s heavy testicles into her mouth at the same time as Zorran fucked Ornack’s mouth. Zorran’s dick jumped and Ornack greedily swallowed the tiny spurts of his lover’s semen down. He too was close to coming again, as Gemini milked his cock with her internal muscles. Her hair cocooned all three of them in an intimate embrace, and her breasts rubbed against his chest, her nipples hard nubs of need, and he thrust up into the tight clasp of her body.

He fucked her cunt in time with Zorran fucking his mouth and both men grew still when she screamed her release into Ornack’s shoulder. Gemini collapsed on top of him, fighting for breath and Zorran pulled out of Ornacks mouth. Their gaze met over Gemini’s head, and Ornack nodded at the unspoken question in Zorran’s eyes.

“Little one, look at me.” Ornack lifted Gemini’s damp hair off her face and a wave of affection swamped him at the glazed and unfocused look in her eyes, as she struggled to listen to him.

“I want Zorran to fuck your ass whilst you ride my cock. That way we can both bite you and make you fly.”

“No, I can’t. I’m dead, you’ve killed me. Let me die in peace.”

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Spotlight: Heart of the Dragon by Myra Nour and Author Advice

 Heart of the Dragon (Volarn #2) by Myra Nour

published by: New Concepts Publishing

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Today I have the tremendous pleasure of welcoming multi-published author Myra Nour to my ehome. What a treat. One of my very first loves in story telling was science fiction, but of course it must have romance and Myra’s got it all. Plus, today she’s sharing advice for new authors. Love it. Thank you, Myra. Don’t miss the blurb for Heart of the Dragon below and of course all Myra’s links above. Click on her pretty cover to add Heart of the Dragon to your Goodreads list.

Advice to New Authors

There are many things you can do as a new author to help your first book become more successful. The first thing is to make a website, and as nice as you can or that you can afford to pay to get done. Setting up a blog is a good way to gain readers attention and build a fan base. Of course you post information on your books, but you can draw more readers by also hosting other authors with interviews, reviews, and posts.

Promoting your book is very important. While I was rambling in a bookstore recently, I looked around at the rows upon rows of books and thought “how does an author get noticed”? It is tough unless you are well-known. Then of course there are other avenues like the web where it seems tons of books are for sale.

Promoting your work not only brings you to the attention of new readers, but it gives you name recognition. One reader will pass onto their friend that if they are looking for an interesting paranormal to try so and so. Word of mouth is one of the best promotional tools for authors. Join groups to share your excerpts and author news.

That brings us to reviews. The word will spread when your reviews start rolling in, so pursue those reviews! If you are not independently published, your publisher will usually send out your books to certain sites for a review. This doesn’t mean you cannot try to gain more reviews yourself; you can. Get the list of sites from you publisher so you aren’t hitting up sites that already have your book.

Indie authors have to find review sites to send their work to, and Net galley is a place you can register your book to be reviewed. http://www.netgalley.com/. Another good way to get reviews is to take a virtual tour. The hosts will give you reviews, interviews, guest posts, excerpts, and do a giveaway. It depends on what each hosts wants as to what you receive from your visit to their site. This can bring a lot of new readers in to view your work.

Some authors create their own tours, while many do not have the knowledge or time to do so. Virtual tours can be purchased from companies who conduct a tour for you – from finding the hosts to letting you know what each hosts wants.

These are just a few promotional tips. You have to “make a presence” on the internet for yourself and your books.

Good luck!

Myra Nour

Blurb:

Can Eric, a tough, handsome Green Beret from Earth, convince Kasha, the stubborn warrior princess of Volarn, that he loves her? Not before they experience adventure in the haunted wastelands, discover a baby dragon, and explore the hot, sensual side of their relationship.

Travel back to Volarn for more magical romance and new adventure with King Rhamus’s sister, Kasha, and Olga’s brother, Eric. If you loved Love’s Captive, be enchanted with Volarn Chronicles Book Two. Find out what secret makes Kasha run from love. Follow the characters’ fox and hound game of love, as each pushes the other to their limits, climaxing in a daring rescue that changes everything. Be warned, this book is filled with humor and love that knows no bounds. And an adorable, goofy dragon that will win your heart, so that you will be asking “How do I adopt a dragon of my own!”

Thank you again, Myra. Thanks for sharing your wisdom and Heart of the Dragon with us.