Saturday, June 27, 2015

Coming Soon: Deviant

Well, it's been a while since I've posted here. It's been a busy few months and I'm thrilled to say I will have a new release titled Deviant on July 7th. 

First the cover...

I'm kind of crushing on this guy.

Release Date July 7th, 2015

and the blurb...


I'm a hit man, an assassin. A deviant by all accounts. I never pretended to be the good guy. 

She was the opposite.

But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate. There could be no witnesses, ever.  

I let it go on a few days though. Never closed the curtains, gave her one hell of a show. I liked it, liked seeing her get all hot and bothered. Her face so innocent, so…corruptible. And all that time she was watching, she had no idea I'd seen her, that I was watching her too. 

But all good things must come to an end. 

Imagine my surprise when I turned up to take care of her only to find two goons breaking down her door, weapons in hand. 

Turned out she had a price on her head. Her stepbrother wanted her and he wanted her alive. I'd never been one to pass up an opportunity to collect the kind of money he was offering, especially if I could have some fun while I was at it. 

It just never occurred to me she’d be anything more than my next mark.


Curiosity killed the kitten. 

I'll never forget the look in his eyes when he said those words.  

When I watched them from the window, I didn't suspect for a moment that he'd seen me, that he was watching me back. Not while he was doing what he was doing to the woman on her knees before him. 

But then she turned up dead, and he turned up in my hotel room, waiting for me in the dark. 

I didn't think for one second him being there that night would save my life. I'd been on the run for two years, but my stepbrother had finally caught up with me. Or his two thugs had. 

Finding out I had a quarter-of-a-million dollar bounty on my head convinced Julien I was more valuable alive than dead. But to collect it would mean returning me to my stepbrother, who had sworn to make me pay for what I'd done. 

Julien was cruel. He was merciless. He scared the crap out of me. But there was something else, something he never wanted me to see. Inside, he was broken, like me.

My stepbrother was wrong if he thought I'd let him get his hands on me ever again. I had no intention of allowing that to happen, even if it meant I'd have to sleep with the devil to survive. 

And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.

* Please note: This standalone dark romantic suspense is complete at 68,500 words. No cliffhanger, only a badass Alpha male who doesn't seem like much of a hero at the start, who uses strong language, and likes dirty, kinky sex. Some readers may find him offensive.

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Thursday, June 25, 2015

A Little Spanking, a Little Bondage: Return by Alexis Alvarez #BDSM #Newrelease

I'm thrilled to announce a very first book by my friend and fellow author Alexis Alvarez! Hot on the outside, and hot on the inside! Return is available exclusively on Amazon and is a free read if you're a member of KU!
Ava Grimaldi models the hero of her kinky erotic novel on her crush, sexy gym owner and artist Damián Perez, without asking his permission. When Damián finds out, he’s furious, and Ava is worried he will sue her. Damián demands a different payment entirely, though, and soon the two are involved in an intense BDSM relationship of their own. 

With each sexual encounter growing more passionate and personal, Ava falls hard for Damián, but is hurt when he continually insists their relationship is only physical and temporary. He refuses to acknowledge their relationship in public, even though he spends time with his bitchy ex. Eventually Ava has enough of being second best and won’t settle for less than she deserves. Can they work through their misunderstandings and hurt to start again, this time with a basis of trust and love?

“So you think you could try a little spanking and bondage and… stuff?” Damián used her words, and she could feel his lips smiling into her skin. 
Ava blushed and whispered back, “Yes. If you’re also—a little gentle about it; go easy, okay? Give me time to figure it out?” Her heart skipped in her chest, a crazy staccato. She pulled her head back to look at him, making sure. 
The laughter gone from his eyes, Damián hissed his breath out. “Fuck, Ava. You really want to try this with me? You want to submit to me, let me dominate you? Even though you’ve never done it before?” 
She nodded, and he closed the distance between them and took her head in his hands, harder this time; although it was not painful, it was a firm, possessive grip. Something changed in the air between them, something nearly palpable. Ava could feel him becoming more dominant in front of her eyes, taking control. When he looked at her again, his face was stern and serious, full of authority. She gulped at the look in his eyes. He was so masterful, so commanding, even without uttering a single word. She felt a spike of desire surge through her at the mere thought of what he might do. He looked into her eyes and ordered in a low voice, “Show me. Show me with your mouth, with your body, how you want it.”
Ava was more than happy to obey. She pressed her lips to his, moaning at the pure pleasure of feeling his warm, wet tongue. She tugged the waist of his shirt free of the jeans, and ran her hands up his chest, pressing and touching his strong muscles. When she reached his pecs she hesitated, then grazed her fingernails over both nipples. Damián groaned into her. She smiled into the kiss and then used her fingertips to squeeze. Damián pulled her closer and thrust almost viciously into her mouth. So he liked that, did he? She’d remember for next time. 
Damián tugged her hands now, pulling her into his body, placing her hands on the sides of his waist, then wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Ava pushed into him, trying to make their bodies touch from legs to chest, desperate for his mouth. Her breathing became rougher, and Damián pulled away. She mewled in disappointment, and knew his body was aching too, from the look in his eye to his straining crotch. 
Damián’s eyes held a challenge. “Ava.”
“Yes?” She put a hand to her lips.
“You’re going to prove your submission. We’ll call it an interview.” He smiled his predatory smile, and Ava’s pulse quickened. He turned her so she faced his desk, then held her from behind, stroking her breasts. “As soon as I let go, you will lean your upper body down on my desk, arms stretched out in front of you. And then spread your legs nice and wide for me, understand?” His voice was firm, his hands strong.
“You want me—what are you going to do?”
“Ava,” he whispered into her ear. “What do you think I’m going to do?”
Ava gulped and felt an intense pang of arousal and a sudden stab of apprehension, which only heightened when he ran his hands down her body. She stared at the roughed-up grain of the battered desk. Lean over it? Really? “I don’t know what you’re going to do,” she breathed.
“You can take a guess, though, querida, can’t you?” he continued in that smooth voice. 
Ava swallowed. “I’m—not sure.”
“Maybe you’re imagining it right now, how it’s going to feel?”
“I—I don’t…” Ava’s voice trailed off on a small moan of pleasure as Damián continued to tease her with his touch.
Damián ran his hands over her breasts, grazing the hard nipples. “Maybe you’re wondering if I’m going to spank you, am I right, Ava?”
“Yes,” whispered Ava, “are you?” All she could think about were his strong hands, those muscular forearms. A flash of pleasure shot through her core to her clit as she imagined his palm connecting with her naked bottom. 
She jumped at a loud rumble of thunder, and the rain was louder than before on the roof. 
“Hmm...” murmured Damián. “I might be, Ava. I just might be planning to smack that pretty, round ass of yours. But maybe…” he paused, rubbing her breasts again, making her moan and writhe. “Maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll just touch you. Like this. It’s my choice.” He stroked her belly softly where he’d unsnapped her jeans and ran his hand over her, touching until she squirmed.
Ava’s breath was ragged. “Damián!” 
Damián deliberately squeezed her nipples, then released her. “Do as you were told, Ava.”
Ava was unable to move. Her body was full of nerves and anticipation. 
“Ava.” His voice was silky steel. “I don’t want to say it twice.”

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Intense and Sensual: New #Spanking Romance by Jaye Peaches

Please welcome Jaye Peaches to my blog today with an intensely sensual piece from Viola's Heart Strings, her latest Victorian spanking romance. 

Hi Natasha, thank you having me on your blog today. 
I’m sharing from my latest release, a hot Victorian romance with spankings and sex…. and teasing. Viola’s husband, Sir Anton, has finally brought her to one of his secret rooms. It’s empty and with both of them standing in the middle of the room, he’s asked her what she thinks is its purpose.

His tone was the one she loved to respond to without question. He tied his necktie about her eyes, blindfolding them.
She thought hard. The room was empty and spacious, devoid of the trappings of life and personality. She stood still in the centre. The windows, like all of the windows in the cloistered rooms, had been shuttered up. Even so she could hear the wind blowing hard outside and in the distant, perhaps the rustle of tree branches. The room didn’t smell of anything in particular, although she felt it would benefit from an airing.
She heard him breathing close by—level breaths so unlike her own. She kept her eyes shut and his finger touched her face, lingering on her cheek for a few seconds before it trailed down her face. Lower the finger went, until it reached the thread, which tied the lapel collars of her robe together. He pulled the cord and the soft fur slipped down her naked body, both tickling and caressing her skin. For a moment, her skin goose bumped with the exposure to the cool air. She knew her nipples were springing up; her little emblems of her arousal.
He continued to trail his finger lower, between her breasts, into her navel and then it reached its destination.
“Uh!” muttered Viola, as he stroked her fragile clitoris with a fluttering gesture.
“You haven’t answered my question, Viola.” He spoke directly into her ear.
“I feel empty. A nothingness about me… except you. I truly don’t have anything to think about.” She bit her lip—had she offended him?
“This room is that. A nothingness waiting to be filled with emotions. I can tease you with my fingers or my lips.” He kissed her nipples. “I can suck you until you writhe about.”
He sucked hard on a nipple making her legs go like jelly. “I could bring a whip in here and use it until you are on your knees begging for mercy. Or maybe a gramophone and you would dance naked with me, blindfolded with only my hands to guide you. Or a feather to trail across you until the tickling becomes agony. Or perhaps a stool to bend you over, allowing me to take you with gusto. So many things I could do in this empty room.” His voice lured and baited her unceasingly.
Throughout his speech, he teased her tender clitoris with slow circles of his thumb. With the last words, he penetrated her pussy with a long finger. “So wet, Viola, so eager for me to fuck. Is that what you want me to do?” He squeezed a buttock cheek with his other hand.
Viola rapidly disassembled into emotionally frayed parts. Her arousal was approaching a climax of mammoth proportions as his two hands expertly frigged and insulted her senses in tandem. “Please, please make me come for you.” She tossed her head back and leaned against his sturdy form so she could keep upright.
“What is this room about? What is its purpose?” he asked again, his hands working harder.
His fingers had become brutal extensions of his sadistic ability to emasculate her, to force her to lose her inhibitions completely for his pleasure. She let him without resistance. Piece by piece she fragmented, struggling to contain herself. His own body had stiffened, his caged cock flexed against her and she had to hold back the desire to fall to her knees, seek it out with her nuzzling face and swallow it whole.
“I... I...” She spoke inarticulately, unable to form words: her mind a mess of undefinable emotions.
He lifted two fingers deep inside her drenched pussy and stretched her insides, chafing her sex spot—she teetered on her tiptoes.
“Oh please, sir,” she moaned, pressing her hands against his chest, curling her fingers about his clothing. Through the fabric, she felt the thundering beats of his heart. Fast, but not as racy as her own frantic pulsating beats.
“Once we are in this room, I am your lord. I am your absolute master and nothing you say or do will be other than what I wish or desire. You will be commanded and controlled to whatever purpose I yearn.”
“My lord, yes I am yours to command,” repeated Viola, arching her back and pushing her pelvis onto his hand.
Three fingers entered her willing pussy and she continued to dilate about his thrusting hand. He pressed his thumb on her clitoris and circled it. “What is the room’s purpose, Viola, tell me!” demanded Anton.
She was close to succumbing to an orgasm. “Whatever you wish, lord. It is a room of fantasies and desires,” she gasped faintly.
“Yes, my sweet Viola. We bring in here what we are and what we want to be. You can tell me, outside these walls, your fantasies and dreams and I will recreate them for our delectation. Once in here, you have no control over what happens. You must show your obedience, your trust and respect. There will be my imaginings too and you will accommodate them to the best of your ability. I will not punish you if you fail as long as you try hard to fulfil my wishes.”

After a whirlwind courtship in Monaco, innocent Viola falls in love and marries enigmatic Sir Anton Valise. Following their honeymoon in France, she begins a new life at his estate in Dorset, England. Anton's need for passionate, dominant love-making is haunted by memories of his first wife, Margot, and he fears his new wife will falter in her love for him if she does not remain obedient. To keep her loyal, the baronet introduces rules to aid Viola's submission but suppresses his desire to spank her when she errs.
With nobody to befriend or trust, the lonely Viola overhears the hushed conversations of the servants discussing the beautiful Margot, whom died in mysterious circumstances, and she discovers secret rooms in the house, which unearth a side of Anton she had not imagined.
Viola fears Anton will never cease loving Margot and she is determined to keep him happy. Whenever Anton dominates her in the bedroom, she fantasizes about his wish to spank her, and it rouses her craving to submit to increasingly erotic sex until eventually, she commits an error of judgment and Anton is forced to impose his discipline upon her.
With tension between the couple rising, Anton and Viola's relationship reaches a crisis point leading to Viola discovering a past filled with lies and pretences, above and below stairs.

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Tuesday, June 9, 2015

His Rebellious Queen #Newrelease #Spanking Romance by Casey McKay

I have Casey McKay here today with her brand new and very first sci-fi spanking romance! I love sci-fi, it's one of my favorite genres to read and write, and His Rebellious Queen was a hot read with a really great plot, characters whom you loved but wanted to slap across the head at times, spankings and sex, lots of it, and the typical McKay humor tossed in that just makes you chuckle at random (and mostly inappropriate) moments. Here's Casey!

Hi Natasha! Thanks for having me over today to talk about my new release. I had a lot of fun writing my first sci fi romance. Writing romance in general is fun. Coming up with new and interesting characters, sexy men and sassy women, and I get to give them all the happy endings they deserve. What's not to love? But writing regular humans in romance novels you are still stuck in the confines of the regular human world.

I mean how many times have you thought life would be so much easier if your husband could just read your mind? I know I've thought it. Instead of having to explain myself it would be so nice if he just already knew. Of course he can't and he often likes to tell me he isn't a mind reader. So when I was writing this sci fi novel I was trying to think about what would make a Cassian so different from a regular human. I decided it would make Astor all that more delicious if he could read Lyra's mind.

Astor is a Cassian and Lyra is a human, but they discover that they have this telepathic link between them. Not all Cassian's have this skill, but Astor is skilled in more ways than one.

He's so in tune with Lyra that he knows what she'll respond to before she even does. (That has to be the ultimate perk, no more frantic directions in bed? “A little to the left, harder, harder—Oh my god, don't stop!”)

But of course there are drawbacks too. Think about it, he can read her mind! I don't think I would like that after all...

Here is an excerpt where Astor and Lyra first discover they have this telepathic link. And Astor is very much using it to his advantage. They've had an argument and he caught Lyra trying to help a revolutionary escape.

"Your body is mine to do with as I please," he reminded her, she could hear the anger and disappointment in his tone. But unlike other times, she did not feel it, she could not process anything but his fingers that trespassed into every part of her. He pinned her in his gaze, thrusting deeper into her pussy and pushing further into her back entrance.
She screwed her eyes shut and whimpered. He had shown her before that he demanded obedience, when he had discovered her in the hallway with Rand she feared he would spank her, whip her, lock her in their rooms, she never imagined this. He was punishing her in the most carnal of ways, she would have rather had the corporal punishment.
"I have not completely ruled that out," he said, as if responding to her thoughts.
Her eyes shot open and she looked at him in shock, had he just read her thoughts? He looked just as surprised as she, perhaps just realizing that she hadn't spoken aloud at all, yet he had heard her.
Bastard, she thought, ridding her mind of any other thought, she projected it into her mind.
He let out a deep chuckle, but it frightened her because it was a humorless laugh. "That is what you decided on? We discover a telepathic link and you dare call me names?" He arched a brow at her and angled his body closer as she seemed to have achieved in putting some distance between them. He hooked his leg under her top leg, pulling their bodies together and burying his digits deeper within her.
"Ah!" she yelled out, as he buried himself up to his knuckle, stretching her rosebud further.
Behave, she heard him say. His voice was crisp and clear and she could note the stern warning tone, but her eyes had never moved from his face and he had not opened his mouth. He raised his eyebrows as if daring her to disobey. Goosebumps rose on her skin as she realized not only could he hear her thoughts, but she could hear his. What did this mean?
As she was trying to process this, his thumb tapped her clit and he wiggled his fingers inside of her. "Please!" she called out, frenzied by his treatment of her.
"Please stop or please more?" he asked, with a knowing look.

Blurb for His Rebellious Queen
Lyra didn't expect her arranged marriage to be easy. But she also didn't think it was going to be so hard. Moving to a distant planet to become queen was one thing. Learning to take orders from her Alpha, warrior husband was quite another. 

Astor knew from the moment he was appointed king there would be no other woman for him. Fulfilling a promise from his past to protect and keep her safe, he claims Lyra as his wife and queen. When she routinely skirts the rules and defies his orders, he realizes he will need to take his feisty wife in hand in the way the Cassians have done for centuries.  

But when a plot for revolution follows the new queen and the secrets they're both keeping become exposed, will Astor be able to convince his rebellious queen that they are on the same side or will Lyra's trust come too little too late?

His Rebellious Queen is a sci fi romance about love, trust, and starting over. 
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Sunday, June 7, 2015

Realizing Her Dream by Maggie Ryan and Laurel Jane #spanking #newrelease

I'm thrilled to have Maggie Ryan and Laurel Jane here today with an excerpt from their very first co-written book, Realizing Her Dream! Just released this week, here is the blurb and excerpt!


When Casey Reeves loses her husband to an unexpected heart attack, she gives herself a new mantra: To live life as if it were an amazing adventure, as every single day matters.
Unfortunately, one of the things on her bucket list looks far better on paper, and when Casey finds herself up in a plane, strapped to a tall, handsome man, about to undertake her very first parachute jump, she realizes that she'd do just about anything to be able to back out.

Paul Jackson has been a parachute instructor ever since he retired early, and has seen his fair share of terrified women, but when Casey hysterically promises to do anything he asks in return for being able to return to solid ground safely—even let him spank her—he's amused, and not a little intrigued. He's also more than willing to accept her bargain.

Casey finds herself taking a leap of faith—in more ways than one. The two begin their journey together, spending some time on a luxurious yacht, in a tropical rainforest and even in a ranch in outback Australia, as they work their way through her list.

What they discover is that life has a tendency not to follow carefully designed plans. With Paul beside her, Casey quickly learns that living every day to its fullest entails far more than she’d ever imagined. And by her side throughout the action, danger and laughter is a man who not only has no hesitation in reddening her bottom when she deserves it, but can send her soaring into ecstasy with a single look or a touch of his hand.

Finding a new love to equal—or even exceed—her old one was not even on Casey's bucket list but now that she has, can they make it work? Is Paul really the man of her dreams?

Best-selling author Maggie Ryan and newcomer Laurel Jane have put their heads and their pens together to come up with this, an exciting tale of romance, lust, love, spanking and adventure. If the subject of domestic discipline or explicit erotica offends you, please do not read this book.

On Facebook: Maggie and Laurel
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"I'm very pleased to see you are still here," he said.
Casey attempted to think of something witty to say, but every word stuck in her throat. The only thing she could do was nod.
She thought about quipping that she had been born ready but for some reason, the man towering over her looked quite capable of making her prove it. "Um, to go celebrate? Is that what you mean?"

"Believe me, Casey, you'll always understand exactly what I mean." He paused to hold out his hand and she took it automatically. "We'll have some dinner, and then for dessert—well, at least for my dessert anyway—I will give you the spanking you've been promised. This is your last chance to back out. If you agree, and by that I mean agree to both dinner and having your bottom blistered, I'll pick you up tonight. Now tell me, are you ready?"

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Second Time Lucky: Guest Post by Maddie Taylor


From an early age, Mara Westbrook has led a troubled life. With no one to trust or rely on, she meets a breathtakingly handsome soldier on her ward at Walter Reed. He captures her eye and makes her yearn for things she never thought possible, not for a girl like her. Can she move beyond the traumatic secrets of her past and risk giving love a try? 

Injured and in pain, the only light in Master Sergeant Sean O'Brien's dark days is his night nurse, his blonde haired, green eyed, deliciously curvy, modern day nightingale. Seeing her in those tight scrubs, tending to him and his fellow soldiers with her sweet, yet sexy smile eases the pain in his throbbing leg. Unfortunately, it shifts the ache about six inches higher. He sets out to make her his own, to earn her trust, her love and in the end her ultimate submission. 

They come together beautifully with Sean teaching her the wicked and wonderful ways of a D/s lifestyle. Mara blossoms under his sensual domination and his firm but loving discipline, but her past won’t let her be. Relentlessly pursuing her and threatening her idyllic life with Sean. To protect what she holds dear, she does unspeakable things leading to more secrets, lies and betrayal. She runs as she always does. 

When Mara unwittingly becomes the key witness to events that will finally bring down the Mendoza Cartel, Sean and the Rossi team step in to keep her safe. As her handler, Sean must protect her with his life and Mara must obey him in order to survive. Thrown together under impossible circumstances, Sean learns the awful truth of her past and realizes that despite it all, he still loves her. But can he forgive the lies? And will Mara be able to live under Sean’s stringent rules, learning to trust and submit fully to the only man she’s ever loved? 

As threats against the Decadence Masters become fierce, answers are at long last revealed. Come visit old friends and as always watch desire ignite, love simmer, while kink and sex burn blazing hot in Club Decadence, the best damn BDSM club in the southwest. 


Sean knew without her saying, that she was nervous. Her feisty, rule-breaking alter ego had reared its naughty head more than once since they’d left home. Meaning tonight could turn out more interesting than he planned. 
“Better remember the rules, minx, because as I was about to say, the final rule is that violators get spanked. To answer your question, unattached subs are fair game for any Dom to mete out punishment. Otherwise, the sub’s Master or Dom carries out the spanking. If not properly tagged, an unwitting Dom could unknowingly overstep boundaries, which could lead to the misunderstanding I mentioned. Got it?”
“Yes, though I have another question. What happens to misbehaving Doms?”
“The DM’s usually throw them out and their membership is often suspended for a time or cancelled altogether.”
“Do subs get thrown out?”
“I imagine they could if their Dom didn’t take them in hand. In your case, sweet Mara, your naughty behind would be spanked long before you were at risk of being ejected.” 
“How about we go see a movie? I hear the new Sylvester Stallone movie, ‘Grandson of Rambo’ is pretty good.”
Although he thought it funny, he didn’t laugh, not even a lip twitch, soothing her instead. 
“Baby, it’s going to be okay.”
“Putt-putt golf is fun and the only rule is to get the ball in the cup.” 
“This is a chance to explore, meet new people, and if you like, we can do a scene of our own. If not, we’ll call it an early night, leave with our research for Dex, and go home to play—and I don’t mean mini-golf.” His arm drew her in close. “Loosen up. This is like a playground for adults, nothing more and everything is consensual.” 
“Yeah, red means stop, green means go, yes assuredly means yes, but no doesn’t necessarily mean no. That’s clear as mud.”
“Take a deep breath, put on your mask and let’s get you inside. Once you see people are having fun, you’ll realize there’s nothing to worry about.”
She slipped on her pink-feathered mask, smoothed a hand over her hair, which she’d left long and loose at his request, and with slightly shaky fingers touched the pink rhinestone studded collar he’d buckled around her throat before leaving home. When she gazed back at him through the half mask, he read excitement and apprehension in the luminous green depths, as well as trust in him. 

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