Happy Friday!
All December long, I’ll be sharing my characters’ Christmas wish lists. First up, Jackson and Tinsley from my paranormal romance, Wicked Fantasies. They’re going to share with you 3 things from their Christmas wish list. (P.S. I am not responsible for what they say.) Enjoy!
Tinsley and Jackson…
Tinsley: My three Christmas wishes are simple. First off, I wish for world peace.
Jackson: Hold up, babe. Let me stop you there. I think she wants us to wish for things we can actually get.
Tinsley: World peace is possible.
Jackson: Have you looked at the news lately? Just saying…
Tinsley: Okay, well, I wish that mankind would be more loving and caring to each other.
Jackson: I have to stop you again.
Tinsley: What now, Jackson?
Jackson: We have enough going on with angels, demons, witches and such, maybe we should focus on us and less on mankind. They can take care of themselves.
Tinsley: See, that’s where we differ. I want to protect everyone, humans and supernaturals.
Jackson: I just think humans should be left alone to fend for….
SIREN: Guys, this is an interview. The public is reading every word you say. And guess what, most of them are humans. Can you act a little more professional?
Jackson: Whoa, Siren. This is who I am. I’m not about to change for humans. Don’t…
SIREN: Please behave. Please. Just for today.
Jackson: Since you said please and since you’re one of the few humans I like, I’ll behave. Go ahead Tinsley. Tell the humans what’s on your Christmas wish list.
Tinsley: Okay, let me try this again. I wish for world peace. For humans and supernaturals. I wish me and my mate could have some alone time before the battle that’s coming starts.
Jackson: I like that wish.
Tinsley: I knew you would. My last wish, is that we win this battle. There’s so many lives at stake, humans and supernaturals. I hope we’re able to defeat the darkness that’s coming and I hope we don’t let it consume us and turn us dark too.
Jackson: I won’t let you turn dark baby. We got this.
Tinsley: Thanks. Now, what are your three wishes?
Jackson: I wish our friends and family would stop coming around so much. I want time alone with you so I can fuc…
Tinsley: Language!
Jackson: Oh right. Humans are reading this. I would like for our peeps to stay away so I can make you come all day and all night with no interruptions.
Tinsley: Jackson, that’s not the kind of stuff you’re supposed to wish for.
Jackson: Okay. Okay. I have two more wishes. I wish you would stop wearing panties. That way, you won’t yell at me every time I rip a pair of them off of you.
Tinsley: TMI!
Jackson: Okay. Here’s my last wish. I wish this interview was over so I could bend you over the nearest piece of furniture and lick that sweet pus….
Tinsley: Babe! T.M.I. Seriously.
Jackson: I was just kidding. I like seeing you blush. Even though I do plan to bend you over and soon, my last wish is for the safety of us and our families as we head into the battle to come. Yeah, we’ve fought in many battles, but this one is different. This one feels different. We have so much to lose. We’ve made new friends along the way, found love, met new family members. I don’t want to lose any of them. I especially don’t want to lose you. So, my main wish for this Christmas is for safety for those I love. Starting with the witch right next to me.
Tinsley: Awww, baby, that’s the perfect wish.
Jackson: I thought you’d like that. If you want, I can show you what my other wish is.
Tinsley: You mean tell me.
Jackson: No, I mean show you. Let’s go. This interview is cutting into my alone time with you.
Tinsley: Thanks for the interview Siren and thank you to all the humans who are reading this. Happy Holidays.
Jackson: Yeah, what my mate said. Let’s go babe.
Well, I hope you enjoyed the interview with Jackson and Tinsley. Tinsley is a sweetheart. But… Jackson has a one track mind. Especially when his mate is around. Next week, I’ll be releasing my holiday paranormal and you’ll get to meet the characters and see what’s on their holiday wish list. Until then, have a safe and happy weekend.
Oh, and if you entered the Wicked Fantasies Giveaway, get ready, the winners will be announced tomorrow!
A Witch For Christmas will be available next week!
All she wants for Christmas is a certain shifter in her bed.
All he wants for Christmas is a curvy witch to call his own.
This Christmas, maybe they’ll both get what they want! For more about the book: https://sirenallen.com/sirens-naughty-novellas/
There’s a new drink being added to the menu at club O POS. It’s called Loving A Vampire.
Ingredients:
Vodka
Sweet and sour mix
Cranberry juice
Multi-flavored ice cubes (ex – frozen cubes of orange juice and grape juice for color.)
Cherries
So, of course I had to make it myself and give it a taste test. It passed!
Read this excerpt from Wicked Fantasies to see why these ingredients are so important to this drink?
“By the way, I have an idea for a new drink.”
“I can’t wait to hear this.”
“It’s called, Loving A Vampire. I figure if you can have a drink called, Sex On The Beach, you can have one called, Loving A Vampire.”
“I love the name. What goes in it?”
“I was thinking vodka. Mostly because everyone who has come to the bar has ordered something with vodka in it. Plus, vodka sneaks up on you. It has bite, like my vampire. Which leads to the next ingredient. A splash of cranberry juice. Can you guess why?”
“For blood?”
“Yep. Add a little sweet and sour mix. Because vamps can be deadly when needed, but sweet when they’re with their mates.”
“I’m feeling this so far.”
“And, I figured we could add multiflavored ice cubes to the drink. To add more color.”
“What do they represent?”
“When you have sex with a vampire, it’ll send you to cloud nine, high above the rainbows.”
Jackson burst out laughing.
“There’s one more ingredient.”
“What’s that?”
“Cherries.”
Jackson licked his lips. “What do they represent?”
“You know,” she whispered.
He touched her thigh. “Ms. Wet?”
“Yep. Vampires seem to love eating the cherry.”
“This vampire definitely loves eating your cherry.”
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One look was all it took.
Their eyes met and at that moment, she knew she’d have to kill him.
He’s Jackson Nolan, a playboy demon. She’s Tinsley Dubois, a demon-killing witch. Killing him should be easy. Problem is, there’s a chance he might be her mate. And every time he stares at her, she has an insane urge to show him that she can be just as wicked as he is.
Unfortunately, she doesn’t have time for that. The world is falling apart around her. To save it, she has to do what she was created to do: kill Jackson and his brothers. But, when allies become enemies, Tinsley realizes that Jackson may be the only one she can depend on.
He’s never wanted a mate.
And though he’s found his, his feelings hadn’t changed. He doesn’t want Tinsley as his life partner. But, he’d gladly accept her as his mistress. Underneath him, she won’t be able to kill him and his brothers like she’s prophesied to do. Underneath him, she won’t be able to lead her squad of dark angels to his doorstep.
Underneath him, she won’t be able to utter curses that could destroy him and his inner beast. However, when he finds her all alone, bruised and battered, having her under him is the last thing on his mind. He wants to protect her, avenge her. He wants to destroy those who seek to hurt his witch. Even if it means destroying those he once called friends.
Finding a mate hadn’t been his plan. Now that he’s found her, he’s not letting her go.
Problem is, how does he convince a demon-killing witch, that he’s a demon worth loving?
“I want to be left alone, Jackson.”
“Not entirely true. What you want, is me and my brothers’ dead.”
“True,” she whispered.
That stung. More than he was willing to admit.
“Which is why I can never leave you alone, witch. I have to keep my eyes on you. My brothers’ safety depends on it.” Plus, he liked looking at her.
“Can we please call a truce for tonight?”
“Yeah right. Why? So, you can teleport out of here?”
“I don’t teleport. I portal jump. And right now, I’m too weak to do that.”
She can’t run from us. That should make me happy. It doesn’t. Our witch is weak. Vulnerable to the angels.
“Fuck,” Jackson mumbled under his breath.
“Must you curse so much?”
“Must you curse so little?” He countered before sighing. “This portal jumping shit you do, it’s linked to your health?”
“Sort of. When I’m weak, my magic is weak.”
She’s like us. If we don’t feed soon, we’ll grow weak. We’ll become a danger to everyone around us. Including our witch.
His beast was right. He needed to feed. Soon. And feeding on his mate was out of the question. She was still pissed at him for the last time he’d bit her.
Not our fault. Her scent had… overwhelmed us.
“No excuses. We fucked up. Lost control. Never again.”
“If I let you shower and rest, for this night only, I require something in return.”
“I am so not having sex with you,” she glared over her shoulder at him.
Damn, he loved her eyes.
You mean ass?
“No demon, I mean eyes.”
Oh. Yeah. Her eyes are nice.
“If you’re asking for sex in exchange for a night of rest, the answer is no, demon.”
“I didn’t ask you for sex witch, this time. But, I’m ready whenever you are. Right now, all I’m asking is that you let me look at you.”
“You’re already doing that.”
“I want to see all of you.”
“Uh, I’m butt ass naked, demon.”
I love it when she curses.
“Me too.”
“Turn around, Tinsley. Face me. Let me look at you. Then I’ll leave. And you’ll be safe from me for twenty-four hours.”
Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Twenty-four whole hours? Not just for tonight?”
Jackson nodded. After following her all over the states for weeks, he already knew how her mind worked. Currently, she was thinking about how far away she could get from him in twenty-four hours.
He didn’t let his grin show. No matter where she went, as long as she had the backpack, he’d be able to find her. Easily. He’d hoped to get better acquainted with her tonight. And by that, he meant, he’d hoped to put his dick in her tonight. He would have to wait a bit longer.
“All I have to do is turn around?” She asked shyly.
That shy shit turns me on.
“Since when?”
Since her.
“Turn around witch. I promise not to touch.”
With a long drawn out breath, she finally turned around.
“Put your hands down.”
Inhaling deeply, she dropped her hands before exhaling slowly. Jackson stepped forward. She retreated further.
“You said no touching.”
“Not touching, witch,” he growled.
“Your eyes have turned black.”
“We won’t touch.”
“When you say we, you mean you and the monster inside of you?”
Tell her I’m no monster.
“You kind of are.”
Fuck. Tell her I’m not that bad of a monster.
“Yes,” he told her. “Me and my monster.”
Stop scaring her.
“How does it feel having a monster inside of you?” She asked.
A devilish grin crept across his face. “You’ll find out soon.”
She shook her head. “Can you be serious for a second?”
“I cannot. Now be quiet, while I stare at you.”
“Rude.”
“Sometimes.” His eyes roamed over her flesh. Every wet inch that he could see.
Need to see more.
“Agreed.”
The water, that was now lukewarm, fell over his clothed body as he knelt down in the tub.
“Uh, what are you doing?”
“Looking. Put your foot on my shoulder.”
She laughed. The sound was a mixture of shock and hysteria. “No. Nope. Hell no. Get up.”
“Do you want twenty-four hours of peace or not?”
“You suck.”
“Not tonight.”
“Ugh. Let’s get this over with.” She placed her foot on his shoulder.
His hands twitched. Both he and his beast was struggling to keep their hands to themselves. Her body was curvy as hell. She was attractive in her clothes, which was often times loose fitting.
Naked, she was a work of art. Jackson’s gaze trailed from her sculpted legs up to her hips that flared out. Her stomach was flat and her breasts were plump and beautiful with their brown nipples that was slowly hardening under his gaze.
“What happened to your chest?” he growled.
She stared down, hand going to the scars on her chest. “It was an accident.”
“That don’t look like an accident. Did the angels do that to you?”
“No. It was… my pet.”
“You’ve got a pet?”
“I do. Maybe you’ll get to meet him one day.”
“Maybe you should stay away from him. Why haven’t you healed? You’re a witch.”
“I’m weak, which is why I need to rest.” She rolled her eyes. “Are you done staring?” Her voice was raspy.
“No. Does your chest hurt?”
“No.”
“Good.”
The thought of her in pain didn’t sit well with him. If he could destroy this pet of hers, he would. He had a feeling she wouldn’t like that. His gaze travelled up to her slender neck. He wanted to bite her.
He’d only had one taste of her, but that had been enough to hook him. He often dreamed about drinking her blood as he fucked her. In his dreams, she didn’t call him a Brother Of Calamity. She called him by his name. She screamed it, all night long.
Hungry, his demon snarled.
Jackson ignored him. There was one more spot he wanted to stare at. A spot he’d purposely skipped over in his initial perusal.
“Open your legs… just a little.”
She hesitated.
“Twenty-four hours of peace is almost yours,” he reminded her.
She obeyed, eyes going to the ceiling. “Hurry up. It’s getting cold.”
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Guess what’s coming this Halloween? Book 3 of the Fantasy Diary series. Wicked Fantasies will be available 10/31/2017. Today, I’m sharing the lovely cover with you.
A wicked couple is coming this Halloween!
If you like shy but feisty witches, you’re going to love Tinsley. If you like your bad boys a little damaged, but charming, you’re going to love Jackson. Together, these two make a wicked couple.
However, it’s her job to kill him and it’s his job to destroy the world as we know it.
Okay, so maybe they’ve got some issues to work through. You’ll find out whether or not they survive each other this Halloween.
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If you like witches, you’re going to enjoy Cin and Wulf’s story. Cinderella and the Wolf Prince is available now!
THE PRINCE
Wulf St. Jamison is a cursed prince who’s finally found his princess. Or, at least, he thought he had. After spending one night in his masked female’s arms, he awakes to find her missing from his bed and from his life. No one seems to know who she is or where she came from. Was she real or just a creature his broken mind conjured up?
HIS PRINCESS
Cinderella Dupont only has two more months of servitude before she’s free to claim her inheritance and leave her hateful stepfamily behind. After playing the role of obedient daughter for so long, she craves one night of pleasure. She finds that in the arms of a handsome stranger, only to find out later that he’s the prince.
When he shows up at her door, she assumes he’s figured out that she’s the female behind the mask. That’s not the case. He’s there to hire her, the most powerful tracker witch in the land, to help him find his mate.
THE HUNT
Unable to say no to the prince, she pretends to help him search for the female he claims he’s unable to let go. Working by his side, day after day, she finds herself falling for him and toying with the idea of telling him who she really is.
As dark forces descend upon them, will he forgive her for her deception? Or will her stepmother’s vile declarations turn him against her forever?
Especially since everything her stepmother says about her is true.
Welcome to the Thanksgiving Romance blog hop. Today I’m sharing what I’m grateful for this holiday season. I’m grateful for my sisters. I have five older sisters and four older brothers. Yeah, I come from a big family. Growing up, my sisters were my first best friends. And they’ve remained my besties throughout the years. I can always count on them. As the youngest of ten children, yes they tormented me occasionally. Well, all the time. But they always protected me from others and still do today. I can tell them anything and they won’t judge me or think less of me. They are truly a gift from God and I love them with everything that’s in me. My love for my sisters is why I love writing series that feature sisters.
You have the Fantasy Diary series that features the Blakely sisters and their honorary sister, Tinsley. And you have the Beasts From Beyond series that features the Valdese sisters and their bestie, whose a witch, Farah. Lastly you have the Parks sisters, Lily and Beatrice, in The Ménage Club series.
Sisters have a bond that cannot be broken and in all of these series the sisters are pushed to their limits. The one thing that holds them together is that sisterly bond that nothing and no one can sever. Today I’m sharing an excerpt from Her Alien Protector.
Tears fell from Lola’s eyes. Lark tried to ignore them, she really did. She wanted to be mad at her sister. She wanted Lola to understand that letting emotions get the best of you was a weakness. There was no room for weakness in their line of work.
Their parents had worked hard to build a great life for them and everyone on Venus. It would be stupid to throw that all away just because you felt sorry for someone. But Lark loved her sister too much to continue this argument with her.
She didn’t know why she started it in the first place. She was feeling extra moody today. What she needed was a break, away from this place, away from being in charge. That couldn’t happen until her oldest sister returned from her mission. Until then, Lark had to keep her attitude in check and not go around hurting her baby sister’s feelings.
“Come here.” Lark opened her arms and Lola stepped into them.
No matter how much of a badass Lark pretended to be, she could never be that way with her family. That was her one weakness. She blamed her mother for that, instilling family first in all her girls.
“I’m sorry for sending that other prisoner away,” Lola mumbled, voice shaky. “I should’ve known he was lying. I’m truly sorry.”
“Hush now, I know you’re sorry and I know you want to save the world. But you can’t believe every sob story you’re told. Prisoners will do whatever they can to avoid being punished. They’ll lie, they’ll steal, and some of them would even kill us, if given the chance. Some lie and say they want to work here simply because they think they’ll be able to escape. Those particular beings will try to get you to see them as vulnerable. You can’t do that. Just do your job and ignore them. Don’t chat with them while you’re working on them, okay?”
Lola nodded.
“Good, now tell me what sob story this new prisoner has told you.”
Falling in love with a prisoner was against the rules.
So why was Lark allowing herself to get close to Raynor? He was domineering, cocky and much too handsome for his own good. Though her mind found him unbearable, her body was ready to endure anything he could deliver. However, she wouldn’t allow herself to fall for him, to trust him. Inside of him lived a darkness unlike anything she’d ever witnessed. If the rumors were true, that darkness would consume any and everyone in its path. Lark was going to try her best to stay out of his way.
Raynor Batiste was many things: a monster, a killer, one of the most feared creatures in the galaxy. He was a beast whose name sent shudders through his enemies. But a prisoner he was not. The only reason he’d allowed himself to be captured was so he could claim his mate, Lark Valdese.
That task was proving harder than he’d anticipated. Lark is afraid of what lives inside of him, and she should be. Yet, when her planet comes under attack, the evil lurking inside of him may be the only thing that can save her and her people.
He’s willing to protect her planet, but his aid comes at a price. A price only Lark can pay.
Fantasy Diary series follows the lives of three sisters, Alyssa, Ashley and Adora, who all possess a fantasy diary. In their diaries they write down all of their wicked fantasies. This year they’ve gotten their best friend Tinsley to join in on the fun. Having a fantasy diary sounds fascinating, doesn’t it?
Well it is, until suddenly strange men and even stranger events take over their lives. These ladies go from simply writing in their diaries to living out their fantasies in real life. Unfortunately the men they’ve chosen to be their fantasy buddies have dark secrets. These secrets place the girls and their new guy friends in horrible danger.
Soon fantasies are no longer on their mind. They are now fighting to save not only their lives, but the lives of their loved ones also.
Secrets are revealed, bonds are broken and lives are lost. But the worse is yet to come. There is a dark force heading their way and if they don’t find the strength to stand together as one, they will lose everything
“I hope you’re calling me to tell me you’re a few minutes away.”
“Good morning to you too Beatrice.”
“Why are you not here? It’s Christmas.”
“I know. But I said I may come, not that I was definitely coming.”
“Same thing.”
“No, it’s not.”
“So, where are you? You better not say home alone.”
“Well, I am alone…”
“Lily…”
“But not for long,” Lily added, her face heating in embarrassment.
“What do you mean not for long?”
“Well…” Was she really about to tell her sister that she was going to have a threesome with her ex-husband and his new boy toy.
“Lily Parks, talk before I hit the highway and come find out what the hell is going on.”
“No need to come this way. I just… well, I’ve made some last-minute holiday plans.”
“Continue.”
“Okay, I, uh, invited Charles and Paul over to dinner.”
Silence. Lily waited for her sister to say something. That panicked feeling returning, seizing her and refusing to let go.
“Lily…” Beatrice started then paused.
Lily paced behind her counter. Maybe she shouldn’t have called her sister. Hell, maybe she shouldn’t have left Charles that voice mail. Perhaps the divorce and these feelings were driving her mad.
Her neighbor saw a therapist. She could ask Rebecca for the doctor’s number. But lying back on a couch talking about her problems didn’t seem like the answer to her problem. She was too private for that.
“Lily, did you hear me?”
Lily stopped pacing. “Uh, no, sorry. What did you say?” She’d been so caught up in her whole self-induced panic attack that she hadn’t heard a word her sister had spoken.
“I said, you have made me the proudest sister to ever walk this earth.”
“Wait, what?” Surely she hadn’t heard her correctly. “Why are you proud of me?”
“Because of your idea. I think it’s the best idea ever Lily.”
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Today I’m sharing a naughty excerpt from my Christmas romance, Christmas Fantasy. Christmas Fantasy is book one in the Fantasy Diary series. It follows the life of Alyssa Blakely and her boss Devin Jordan. But Devin isn’t your average boss, he’s more… so much more. Luckily Alyssa can handle the beast he tries to hide. Enjoy this peek into their lives.
Devin closed his eyes, blocking the vision of his mate spread open before him from his mind. He felt movement on the bed, but he didn’t open his eyes. All he needed was a few more seconds to get his beast under control.
A few more seconds to let his need to pierce her silky skin with his teeth subside.
The need for those seconds intensified the moment he felt her mouth close around his cock, and before he could stop it, before his mind could register what was happening, his beast was freed.
Devin opened his eyes and stared down at her through a red haze.
Everything in the room except for her seemed distorted to him, a clear sign that his beast was in charge. Alyssa sucked him deeper into her mouth.
His fangs slipped through his gums, there was nothing he could do to stop them.
He didn’t feel like himself, he felt like… a beast.
She licked the tip of him and every ounce of control he thought he had disappeared.
Devin grabbed Alyssa by her shoulders, pulling her away from his cock.
‘Be gentle, be gentle,’ he repeated over and over in his head.
“I wasn’t done,” she muttered as he laid her on her back.
She’d taken her bra off and was now completely naked.
Perfection.
Devin groaned.
Fuck being gentle.
His control snapped and shattered into a million tiny pieces that he would never be able to put back together. Devin spread her legs and he dove, face first, into her core.
Alyssa gripped his head. He could feel her legs trembling as he devoured her.
Devin kept his eyes lowered. He knew they were black now, no white left, no indication of humanity at all.
“Devin, I can’t, I can’t think straight.” Alyssa writhed against his tongue.
He continued licking her. He couldn’t talk in his condition. His voice would sound too gravely, too dark. He needed more of her taste on his tongue. Her whole body began to shake. Devin gripped her hips and pulled her closer to his face, making sure there was no space between them.
He didn’t even want the air to touch her core, that’s how determined he was to keep this woman all to himself.
Welcome to the last Sexy Scenes Saturday. I saved the best for last. Enjoy this excerpt from Christmas Fantasy. By the way, I am so in love with the hero, Devin Jordan. He tries so hard to be human and gentle. He’ll do whatever it takes to win his mate.
Caught up in the pleasure she was feeling, she didn’t hear the bathroom door open. Eyes closed, she pushed her finger deeper into her and moaned Devin’s name.
She removed her hand from her clit and brought it to her breast while pushing her fingers deeper into her body.
When the shower curtain was pulled open she stared into Devin’s eyes, her mouth wide open. She was caught.
Damn, damn, damn.
“Devin, I…” Embarrassed she didn’t know what to say.
When had he awakened?
Why hadn’t she heard him?
“Give me your hand, Alyssa.”
His voice was dark, deep, demanding.
“Why?” She asked warily as she lifted her hand from her breast.
“Not that hand,” he told her.
“But,” She could barely get the words out. “This hand is wet,” she said, speaking of the hand deep inside of her.
“I know.” His dark eyes drifted lower to where her hand was. “Give it to me.”
“Devin, I…”
“Either give me your hand or turn around and bend over.”
Oh my!
Alyssa slipped her fingers out of her body and slowly brought her hand closer to him.
Devin leaned forward.
He couldn’t really be about to do what she thought he was.
He was, he did.
Devin sucked her finger into his mouth.
Alyssa groaned and nearly came undone.
“Devin,” she whispered.
He closed his eyes and continued sucking her wetness from her fingers.
“Devin, I…”
What the hell was she trying to say?
“Alyssa, I need you.”
He spoke around her finger, not releasing it, his tongue teasing her flesh.
She needed him also. She ached so badly for his touch, but she was afraid still. Afraid of what he was, afraid of what he could do to her without even trying.
“I can be gentle, Alyssa.”
He grabbed her wrist and slipped her finger from his mouth.
“Let me show you.” He pressed a light kiss to her fingertip.
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The first two books in the Fantasy Diary series is available now. The third book, Wicked Fantasies will be available in time for Valentine’s day.
Happy Saturday!
Welcome to another round of This or That. Today I’m featuring the characters from my steamy paranormal romance, Dark Fantasies.
Dark Fantasies is book two of the Fantasy Diary series. In this novel you’re introduced to Ashley and Kelan. Ashley is a wild child who’s trying her best to calm down her naughty ways.
Kelan is a handsome doctor with a dark side that he’s trying to tame. Unfortunately, when these two meet, all good intentions fly out the window and all they’re left with are their dark fantasies. I can’t wait to hear their responses to this week’s ‘this or that’ questions. Let’s get started.
#1 Sunlight or Moonlight?
Ashley: Moonlight. I’ve never been a day time person. I don’t really like being outdoors. But I do love when the moonlight illuminates my bedroom. There’s just something about night time that makes me feel naughty. Kelan, which one do you like?
Kelan: Whichever one you like.
Ashley: But that’s not one of the options.
Kelan: Which did you choose?
Ashley: Moonlight.
Kelan: Then I choose moonlight.
Ashley: But which one do you like the most? Just pick one, geez.
Kelan: I pick moonlight.
Ashley: Why?
Kelan: Because you like it.
Ashley: Kelan!
Kelan: And because I like how naughty you get when there’s a full moon.
Ashley: Ahh, thanks babe.
#2 Sweet or Salty?
Ashley: I like salty things. I especially like tasting Kelan’s salty skin.
Kelan: I like sweet things. Ashley is the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.
Ashley: I better be.
Kelan: You are. I’ve told you this before. When I push my tongue inside you I feel like I’m tasting candy…
Ashley: Okay, that’s enough hon.
Kelan: I’m just trying to describe how good you taste. And when you’re wet, I….
Ashley: Um, what’s the next question? Somebody… please tell me the next question.
#3 One night stand or Committed for life?
Ashely: Committed for life. According to Kelan, now that we’re mated, we can never part.
Kelan: We cannot. You’re mine and I’m yours. Forever.
Ashley: Forever is a very long time.
Kelan: True. And I’m going to make sure you enjoy every minute of it.
Ashley: Ahhh babe. If we’re done here, I think I’m going to take my gentle beast home and show him how excited I am to be spending forever with him.
One kiss was all it took.
Between work, family and her ex-boyfriend, Ashley Blakely is completely stressed out. She doesn’t have time to write in her fantasy diary or compete in the annual ‘fantasy wish’ competition her and her sisters have going. The only thing she wants for Christmas is normalcy.
All hope of a normal Christmas… or life… fly out the window the moment she’s kissed by Kelan Grant. Now she’s swept up in a whirlwind of romance, seduction and danger. She wants no part of this new life. Yet once she finds out that her sisters and her best friend are in jeopardy, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even allow herself to be kidnapped and handcuffed by a devil in disguise.
Dr. Kelan Grant always keeps his word. The moment he lays eyes on Ashley, he vows she will be his for eternity. He doesn’t care that his brother is mated to her sister and wants to keep their real heritage a secret from the Blakely family. Kelan will do whatever it takes to claim his bride.
Kidnapping her is the easy part. Winning her heart is going to take some strategic planning. But between the dark angels stalking him and Ashley’s constant need to break every item in his home, Kelan is having a hard time romancing the woman who he feels already belongs to him.
Will he get the eternity with Ashley he’s envisioned? Or will his enemies snatch her from his grasp and awaken the monster he tries to hide?
Today we’re playing This or That with Alyssa and Devin from my paranormal romance, Christmas Fantasy. Since this book is all about living out your fantasies, we’re going to delve into their personal lives with three steamy questions. Enjoy.
Warning: This post includes a steamy excerpt that is for adults only. You’ve been warned. 🙂
#1 Lights off or lights on?
Alyssa: Lights on. I like to watch when he goes into beast mode. Best mode ever.
Devin: Definitely lights on. I like to watch her bite her lip while I’m licking her body.
Alyssa: He says the sweetest things.
#2 Handcuffs or Blindfolds?
Alyssa: Both.
Devin: Handcuffs. I love it when she touches me. But, I also love it when her hands are tied above her head and all she can do is watch and writhe as I please her. I want her to be able to see me, to see what I’m doing to her.
#3 Top or Bottom?
Devin: Top.
Alyssa: Top. But obviously we can’t both be on top.
Devin: So we switch positions multiple times.
Alyssa: I also like it from behind.
Devin: So do I. I like it when she arches her back.
Alyssa: I do that because I know he likes it. It always makes him growl. His growls turn me on. I think I’m getting turned on just by thinking of him growling.
Devin: Perhaps we should leave so we can go home and you can make me growl.
Alyssa: Best. Idea. Ever!
One bite was all it took.
It’s that time of year again. Alyssa Blakely is busy writing in her fantasy diary, filling it with all her forbidden, sexual fantasies. The star: her very sexy boss, Devin Jordan. Too bad for her, he’s never given her a second glance.
Or so she thought…
After a steamy kiss under the mistletoe and a night of wild sex, Alyssa has the bite to prove just how wrong she was.
Devin Jordan has found his mate. The only problem: she’s human. He’s not. Can he prove to her that his inner beast can be both naughty and nice? Or will her fear of the unknown and a threat neither of them saw coming keep him from claiming her?
“Beautiful,” she whispered, pleasing him and his beast. “Your eyes are so black,” she uttered in awe.
She didn’t seem afraid, that pleased him. She stood up and took his face in her hands. She stared into his eyes.
“I think I like this side of you,” she whispered before rubbing her hands down his shoulders.
“So big,” she muttered as if to herself as she familiarized herself with his form. Alyssa ran her hands over his chest then down his stomach, to his cock.
“I can’t believe all of this was inside of me last night,” she whispered.
Both he and his mate shuddered at the memory.
“Let’s see if it fits now,” she whispered, causing him to growl.
“Untie me,” he said, but she shook her head no.
Alyssa straddled him, taking his cock in her hands.
“I’m so wet,” she whispered.
“Let me touch you,” Devin growled, sounding more like an animal than a man. Again she shook her head no.
“I need to make sure you’re wet enough for me,” he told her. “I need to make sure you’re ready for me.”
She dipped her finger into her body then brought her finger to his lips.
His tongue darted out, tasting the sweet nectar she offered him.
“Can you taste how wet I am?”
Yes, he could and that only made him want his hands on her more.
“Release me, Alyssa. I won’t hurt you baby, I promise.”
“I know,” she said. “I’ve pictured this scene a hundred times in my head. You handcuffed, and me in charge. Let me fulfill this fantasy, just for a few minutes, and then I’ll release you.”
There was no way he could deny her this fantasy. But once she was done, he would fulfill one of his own fantasies. Devin stared down at her hands as she positioned his cock near the entrance of her body. She lifted her hips and eased down onto him, taking him in deeper, inch-by-inch.
Welcome to part four of the Feisty Females Spotlight. Today I’m featuring Ashley from my Paranormal Romance, Dark Fantasies. Dark Fantasies is book two in the Fantasy Diary Series. (Bk 3 is coming this winter. It’s titled, Wicked Fantasies.)
Ashley Blakely is one feisty female. She’s independent and doesn’t need a man. And after the trouble she went through with her ex, she doesn’t want a man. But then she meets Kelan and technically he isn’t a man, he’s a demon. But his alpha male ego puts him on her ‘do not date list’. That doesn’t mean she can’t write down the things she’d like to do to him in her fantasy diary. Check out this feisty excerpt from book two of the Fantasy Diary series.
Ashley looked at the camera. She tried to listen in on his thoughts, but like always he was shutting her out. Every now and then he would let his guard down and she would get a glimpse into his mind, but for the most part, his head was off limits to her.
No fair. She really wanted to know what he was thinking right now. Was he sitting in his room staring at the screen and laughing at her? Was this all funny to him, some sick joke? Or perhaps he really was hoping this would cause her to fall in love with him.
For a sex demon, he didn’t know much about women if he thought this was going to make her like him more. If she had to fake it to make it she would. And it seemed it was time for her to do just that.
“Kelan,” she yelled at the camera. She needed to say something to get his attention. “I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I was mad and confused and all of this is just too much on me right now, you understand?”
No answer. Okay, she would try harder. “But it’s Christmas. Are you really going to leave me down here all by myself?”
Still no response. After the way she treated him earlier she wouldn’t want to be with her if she was him either. That was fine. She didn’t really want him down here. When he was near her it was hard for her to keep her thoughts away from him.
“Kelan,” she said. “Let’s play a game. You’ve taken me from my home on Christmas. You have to at least entertain me.”
What game could they play? Maybe a drinking game, then again she didn’t want to get drunk. Or they could play a drinking game without the liquor. Instead of taking shots they could demand the loser to do something, something like taking her handcuffs off of her.
Ashley pressed her lips tightly together to keep from smiling. This plan could work. If she got him to take the cuffs off of her she could probably get him to leave her door unlocked and she could sneak out in the middle of the night. Once outside she could try contacting Tinsley again.
“What kind of game do you want to play,” a deep voice filled the room.
Ashley stared up at the ceiling. She couldn’t pinpoint where his voice was coming from. The camera was right in front of her but it sounded like his voice was everywhere. She turned her head from the left to the right observing each corner of the room. Finally he put her out of her misery.
“I have speakers installed in every corner of the room.”
“You would,” Ashley mumbled under her breath.
“Yes, I would.”
“You heard me,” she stared up at the camera. “But I whispered that.”
“That is why I have speakers and mics in every corner of the room.”
Ashley shook her head. She really needed to get out of here.
“You said you wanted to play a game. Are you bored with the room already?”
“Yes, I mean the room is lovely and all but you didn’t even leave me the remote control. How am I supposed to watch T.V?”
“It isn’t for watching.”
“That’s what it was created for.”
“That’s not why it’s in the room with you.”
“Well why is it here, for decoration?”
“Sort of, just as I have to stare at something I want, but can’t have. You now have to stare at something you want, but can’t have.”
How childish was that? That was a real bitch move. What grown man acts like that?
“I’m not a man, remember?”
“How could I forget,” Ashley rolled her eyes.
She began singing jingle bells to shelter her mind from him. She couldn’t be nice to him. It was impossible. Every time she tried he did something to remind her why she disliked him. He told her everything down here was hers.
Yet he kept the remote so she couldn’t watch television and he handcuffed her far away from the couches so she had to either sit on the floor or lean against the wall. He was doing a shitty job of trying to win her heart.
There was no way she could ever love a jerk like him. And fuck his unwatchable television. Without thinking of consequences Ashley stepped over to the other end table. She picked it up and hurled it at the television. The sound of it hitting the large screen made her feel good but it wasn’t enough. The screen didn’t crack.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kelan’s deep voice filled the room.
Ashley moved to another small table. “I thought this was my room and I could do anything I wanted to do with my shit?”
She grabbed the lamp off the table.
“Ashley you better not…”
Too late, she hurled it at the television screen with all her might. The lamp shattered and the T.V. screen cracked.
“Yes,” Ashley raised her hands in the air, signaling she’d made a touchdown.
“You’re fucking insane.”
“Thank you,” she smiled at the camera then walked back to the wall and leaned against it. “Now I’m bored again. Do you want to play a game?”
No answer. He was ignoring her now. Big baby.
“You said it was my television,” she told him. “If I want to break my television that’s my problem, it has nothing to do with you.”
Again her only response from him was more silence. So there was a possibility that breaking the television had been another bad idea on her part. She couldn’t help it. He made the insane part of her come out and once it was out, she couldn’t control it. Ashley took a deep breath. She wanted out of here, so she had to play nice.
“I apologize,” she said.
More silence.
“I apologize and I beg your forgiveness, Dr. Grant.”
More silence.
“Kelan, please talk to me. I’m lonely down here.”
If that one didn’t work she was fresh out of ideas. The only thing left to do was get naked and hope that made him pounce. She was saving that as a last resort.
“Kelan I…”
“You mentioned a game,” his voice came through over the intercom. “What is the name of this game?”
Oh shit, she hadn’t thought of a game.
“Um, have you played ‘I have never’ before.”
“No.”
“Great,” she just had to remember the rules. “Well it’s a simple game. Each of us takes turns asking the other one a question. For instance, I’ll ask you something like have you ever kissed a frog. You will either say I have or you will say I have never. If you have done something that means I win.”
“Why do you win if I have?”
“Because I have to ask you questions I think will get a yes response. I’ll only ask questions about things I think you’ve done before. If you say ‘I have never’ that means you haven’t done as I thought you did and you win. Does that make sense?”
“You ask me a question you think I’ll say yes to. If you’re right and I say yes, you win. If you’re wrong and I say no, that means I win.”
“Yes, you catch on quickly.”
Quicker than her old college buddies. It had taken her an hour to explain the game to them but once they got started they’d had a lot of fun and gotten hella drunk off tequila shots.
“If I win what do I get?” Kelan asked.
“Oh, well, every time I ask you a question and you answer yes then I get a reward. Normally my reward would be you taking a shot. But since we’re not drinking I figure our rewards could be something else.”
“What do you suggest?”
“I think it should be whatever we want it to be. Every time I win I get to tell you to do something, whatever I want you to do, within reason of course. And every time you win you get to tell me to do something you want me to do.”
“And you’ll do it?”
I might. “Yes I will. But first you have to win.”
Ashley waited on his response. Finally he answered.
“I’ll play and I’ll go first.”
“Okay, ask me a question.”
“Have you ever let a man cum in your mouth?”
Well damn.
One kiss was all it took.
Between work, family and her ex-boyfriend, Ashley Blakely is completely stressed out. She doesn’t have time to write in her fantasy diary or compete in the annual ‘fantasy wish’ competition her and her sisters have going. The only thing she wants for Christmas is normalcy.
All hope of a normal Christmas… or life… fly out the window the moment she’s kissed by Kelan Grant. Now she’s swept up in a whirlwind of romance, seduction and danger. She wants no part of this new life. Yet once she finds out that her sisters and her best friend are in jeopardy, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even allow herself to be kidnapped and handcuffed by a devil in disguise.
Dr. Kelan Grant always keeps his word. The moment he lays eyes on Ashley, he vows she will be his for eternity. He doesn’t care that his brother is mated to her sister and wants to keep their real heritage a secret from the Blakely family. Kelan will do whatever it takes to claim his bride.
Kidnapping her is the easy part. Winning her heart is going to take some strategic planning. But between the dark angels stalking him and Ashley’s constant need to break every item in his home, Kelan is having a hard time romancing the woman who he feels already belongs to him.
Will he get the eternity with Ashley he’s envisioned? Or will his enemies snatch her from his grasp and awaken the monster he tries to hide?
Welcome to my haven for the naughty! 