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It’s that time again. Time for the Sci-Fi Romance Brigade authors to showcase excerpts, new releases, new covers and any other awesomeness they have going on. Click HERE for a list of the other participants.

Today, I’m showcasing my Sci-Fi Romance series, Succubus Nights. Enjoy!

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In the Succubus Nights series, three best friends find themselves in three tough situations. In book one, Natina gets stranded on Earth and ends up in a situation she never thought she’d be in. Now, she never wants to leave Earth.

In book two, Anika is trying to prove she can be a bounty hunter by tracking down the most dangerous male in the galaxy. She chases him all the way to Earth. Unfortunately, instead of catching him, he catches her. Now, he doesn’t want to let her go.

In book three, Izzie decides she needs to go to Earth to save both of her best friends. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know how to fly a space craft. Luckily, someone she knows does. When this someone starts acting strange, Izzie begins to suspect that something is wrong. She’s right. She’s been kidnapped by a shape shifting dragon.

These three females prove that love can be found in even the strangest places. (FYI: I found love the normal way… at Walmart. LOL. That’s really where I met my husband.)

All three books from the Succubus Nights series can be found on Amazon. They’re FREE with Kindle Unlimited. Enjoy this peek into Claimed By The Succubus.

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~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Ahzul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and took on the form of someone she knows. I chose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the woman I love and risk losing her, or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

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Jacob grips my hand and we leave the ship. I stare around me. This is nothing like I thought it would be. I was expecting flashing lights, big buildings and maybe a flying rover or two.

All I see are more ships like ours, all pulled into a docking station. Most are being refueled by bots, some are being manually fueled. There’s smoke in the air and it’s not coming from the ships. I think beings are doing drugs around here.

“Not as glamorous as you thought it’d be huh, Princess?” Jacob asks as we walk to the back of the ship.

“Where are the skyscrapers and the flashing lights? Where are the flying rovers and the…?”

“In the movies, Princess. In real life, nothing is what we want it to be.”

“I guess.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. I don’t feel dizzy anymore.”

“Good.”

I fold my arms over my chest. I know I’m pouting. I can’t help it. This is the dingiest outpost ever. I lean against the ship while Jacob begins fueling. I’m probably going to catch a contact high from being out here. All outposts can’t be this way. I have to know.

“Are all outpost like this?”

“No. Some are worse.”

“Really?”

“And some are better, much better.”

“Why didn’t we stop at one of those better ones?”

“This was closer and we needed to get off the radar of those rebels.”

“Speaking of rebels. Am I seeing things or are those orbs drifting toward us?”

“Stay calm. All outposts have them.”

“What are they for?” They’re getting closer.

“They’re facial recognition scanners. Just hold still. They’ll scan you and move on. Unless you’ve committed a crime.”

“I haven’t.”

“Then you have nothing to worry about.”

The black metal looking ball moves closer to me. Once it’s eye level with me, a small hole opens up on the front of it and a green light shoots out. I blink.

“Scan failed. Rescanning now,” a robotic voice comes from the orb.

“Hold still,” Jacob tells me. “Don’t blink.”

“Okay.” I hold still and force my eyes to remain open as the green light scans me.

“Scan complete. All clear.” Good.

The orb turns to Jacob, who is standing still with his eyes wide open. He smiles at me. I smile back, a little embarrassed for being so nervous about a simple scan. Those rebel orbs really have me nervous.

The metal orb shoots out its green light. Jacob doesn’t blink. I expect the orb to do the same thing it did with me. Say scan complete, all clear and then move on. It doesn’t. It scans him again.

I fold my arms over my chest, growing nervous. When the orb scans him a third time, I move closer to Jacob. He raises his hand, a sign for me to stay where I am. The orb scans again, this time the beam it shoots out is red.

“Get on the ship, princess. Blue, lock the ship down. Yes, and keep the princess safe until I return.”

“What?” I’m confused. “How are you talking to Blue while you’re not on the ship.”

He points to his ear. “Go princess. Get on the ship now,” he yells.

“What’s happening?”

“Damn it, Izeria. You told me you would follow my instructions. Did you lie to me just to get me to allow you off the ship?”

“No,” I shake my head.

“Then get your ass back on the ship. NOW!”

Tears fill my eyes. Though I don’t want to, I do as he says. As I run to the front of the ship, I hear the metal orb talking to Jacob.

“Jacob Bollinger, you have a warrant out for your arrest.”

What? The orb goes on to name the illegal things Jacob has done.

“You are wanted on Neptune for larceny. You are wanted on Uranus for larceny.
You are wanted on Venus for larceny and assault.”

What the hell? Jacob’s gaze meets mine as the orb continues to list his crimes. His lips move.

“Get on the ship,” he mouths to me.

A commotion pulls my attention to the front of the outpost. Guards are rushing in our direction. I glance back at Jacob to find him replacing the fuel handle back on the pump.

“Let’s go Jacob. We can leave before they get here.”

He nods at the orb. The red beam is still pointing at him.

“Red means armed. If I move, it’ll shoot,” he tells me.

Stars, this can’t be happening.

“Princess, get on the ship. Please.”

With tears rolling down my face, I do as he asks. I press the button on my timekeeper. The door to the ship opens. I climb inside.

“Princess, the Captain has ordered me to keep you safe,” the ship informs me.

I stare at the perimeter screen that shows me Jacob. The guards are handcuffing him and carrying him into the space station. They don’t have to handle him so roughly. I want to help. I don’t know what to do. Jacob stares over his shoulder. Our eyes meet. He keeps staring at me until he’s behind the doors of the outpost.

“What are they going to do to him?” I ask Blue.

“He will be detained here until they’re able to contact the authorities of his homeworld.”

“And then what?”

“I have reviewed the list of crimes committed by Jacob Bollinger. He has six counts of larceny, two counts of assault and one count of attempted murder.”

“What? Jacob wouldn’t do any of those things.”

“He will stand trial on his homeworld. If found guilty, he will more than likely receive the death penalty.”

“Oh my stars.” I sink into the nearest chair. I can’t let him die. “We have to do something.”

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I hope you enjoyed this peek into Claimed By The Succubus. It’s available on Amazon and FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

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A Peek Into ‘Claimed By The Succubus’ #NewRelease #SciFi #IRromance


Sometimes the road to happily ever after is bumpy with lots of twists and turns. This month, I’m highlighting all the struggles couples face in Romanceland. Today, I am happy to share a dark moment from my new release, Claimed By The Succubus. It is available today on Amazon. In this excerpt, our heroine has just learned that our hero is not the man she thought he was. Enjoy!

~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Ahzul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and took on the form of someone she knows. I chose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the woman I love and risk losing her, or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now it is she who has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

“Who are you?”

He takes a deep breath. “I am Shun’Uhl, the king’s first soldier.”

“First soldier?”

“His most trusted friend, his right hand, the king’s weapon.”

“So, you’re a weapon?”

“When I need to be.”

Pieces of this weird puzzle is falling together. Jacob wouldn’t own a warship. Jacob wouldn’t fight gray creatures nor would he teach me how to fight like a warrior. All of those red flags that I ignored. I’m such a fool.

“And this dragon king of yours has ordered you to come and get me?”

“Yes.”

“Because I’m the only one who can save his world?” I repeat the lies he’s been spewing to me for the last two hours while his brother and Blue monitored my vitals and drew blood from me.

“Yes.”

“You all have yet to tell me what I have to do to save this world.”

There’s a tick in his jaw. It must be something he knows I’m not going to like.

“Tell me.”

“Our king needs allies.”

“Okay.” I shrug my shoulders. “And what does that have to do with me?”

“He will explain it to you when you arrive.”

“Or, you can tell me now.”

“I’d… rather not.”

“You owe me this truth. Especially after all the lies you’ve fed me.”

There’s that tick again.

“I didn’t want to lie to you…”

“Really? I don’t believe you.”

“Princess…”

“You had plenty of chances to tell me the truth. Like, when you first took me from my homeworld.” I’m yelling now. I can’t help it. “Or when I helped you escape from that outpost. Or when we were first attacked by those rebels. Or maybe when you were fucking me senseless.” Tears pour down my cheeks. Moshika wipes them away. I’d almost forgotten she was there.

“Izeria, I promise I never meant to hurt you.”

“And yet you have. Just tell me how am I supposed to help save your world. Please.”

He nods. “The king needs allies.”

“You’ve said that.”

“He has no other sons and daughters, only you.”

“I’m not his daughter, but continue.”

“An alliance requires the bonding of two families.”

I don’t think I like where this is going. “Okay, and?”

“The king is going to marry you off to form an alliance.”

“But…”

I don’t know what to say. This is barbaric. No one gets married to form an alliance any more. Females and males marry for love. They marry when they find mates. They marry because they choose to.

I refused to be forced into marriage. Especially to someone I don’t know, someone who doesn’t love me or respect me. I can guess who it is this king intends on marrying me off to. Not happening.

“I don’t want to marry you,” I tell him.

His jaw tightens. I can tell my words has angered him.

“Good, because I’m not the one he’s marrying you off to.”

My mouth falls open. He’s not the one. Who the hell do they expect me to marry? The tears I’ve been trying to hold in spring to my eyes.

“You mean you knew your king was going to marry me off to someone else this whole time?”

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~COMING SOON: A F’d Up Fairy Tale – Into The Darkness.~

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#CoverReveal and excerpt from Into The Darkness – A F’d Up Fairy Tale By Siren Allen #FairyTales #SirensTales #Paranormal

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Ever heard the story of Rip Van Winkle?

Well, I bet you haven’t heard the story of his descendants. In my new fairy tale, you’ll meet Rip Van Warren. Yes, the family has changed their last name to keep from being ridiculed by those who don’t believe old man Rip’s story.

However, a changed name can’t protect them from a centuries old curse. Rip Van Warren is about to make a decision that will have him sleeping for a very long time. Proving that you can change your name, but you can’t change your destiny.

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Once Upon A Time…

There lived a witch by the name of Celeste Dubois, who was tired of her sister witches disturbing her eternal slumber with their cries. Lately, they all called out to her with the same plea, ‘stop Rip Van Warren, the witch hunter’. Unable to ignore their cries, she lures Rip into her world, where she keeps him as her prisoner for twenty years. She had every intention of torturing him for those twenty years. But the heart wants what the heart wants.

For twenty years Rip Van Warren is held captive by a beautiful bayou witch. He should hate her. But their time together has made him rethink his vendetta against witches. All his life he thought magic was evil. Celeste has taught him that it’s a gift to be treasured, almost as much as he treasures her.

When an unexpected threat enters their lives, Celeste is forced to send him back to his own world in order to protect him. He awakens in the middle of the swamp, confused and dazed. His memories of the last twenty years are foggy. But there’s once person he’ll never forget, the witch he left behind. Desperate to get back to her, he searches for a way to return to her world. But the witches of New Orleans aren’t willing to help a famous witch hunter.

Will the dark witch and the dark hunter have their happily ever after?
Or will he return too late to save the witch he loves?

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 A PEEK INTO THE BOOK….

Water dripped from the cracks in the cement ceiling. Chained to the wall, Rip tilted his head back and opened his mouth. Drop after drop of water landed on his tongue. It wasn’t enough. But it was more than he’d had over the last two days. Or had it been three? Maybe ten. It was hard to tell time in this place that wasn’t supposed to exist.

Where was his captor? Was she truly prepared to allow him to starve to death? After their last encounter, he’d thought he’d won her over, convinced her that he was no longer a threat to her and her sister witches. She’d allowed him to touch her, to caress her soft skin and bring her to the brink of an orgasm.

Then she’d pushed him away and ordered her guards to return him to his cell. He was getting tired of her mood swings. Either she was going to torture him or she was going to let him show her how good it could be between the two of them. She couldn’t have it both ways.

She couldn’t spend her days smiling at him then force him away from her each night. Hell, who was he kidding? He was her prisoner. She could do whatever she wanted. She’d reminded him of that countless times. He was the fool for wanting more.

He was done playing these games with her. Witches were evil. He was a witch hunter. It was his job to eradicate them from the face of the Earth. One sexy bayou witch wasn’t going to convince him otherwise. As soon as he figured out a way to free himself, he was going to teach her a few rules about torture. Rule number one: never let your enemy know your weakness.

He knew exactly what to do to make Celeste Dubois weak. He wasn’t going to let his growing feelings for her keep him from doing his job. He was a witch hunter. And his prey wasn’t that far away. It was time for Rip Van Warren to hunt.

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Can He Love Her AND Her Past? Our Hero Has A Hard Decision To Make In ‘The Plot’ by @Melinda_De_Ross #FoolInLove #Romance

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The road to a happily ever after in Romanceland is never an easy one. This month, we’re highlighting the dark moments of our favorite romance novels. In The Plot, our hero has a decision to make.

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He didn’t know how many hours had passed since he was staring sightlessly at the ceiling, alone in darkness with only his thoughts as company. It had been more than a week since he and Yoko had been together in this bed, ready to make love for the first time. A week since she’d told him she loved him, and he’d said the same to her. Then her sordid confession had been like the hit of a bus.

He still couldn’t take it all in. Whenever he imagined his sweet, innocent Yoko in bed with some other man—or men—he felt he would go mad. When he thought of everything she must have endured, of how brutally she had been robbed of her innocence, he cursed God, fate and whatever monster was responsible for that. If he knew, he would kill him or them with his bare hands—because surely there was more than one person involved in this kind of crime.

But what about her? Had there really been nothing she could do to stop it? Why hadn’t she gone to the police, to the consulate? His mind circled around these questions and always returned to the same point: the threats against her family. How could he judge her when he would do anything to protect his family from harm? What choice did she have? The bastards knew exactly how to control and manipulate her.

He’d read and heard about such things in the news, but tragedies like these seemed far away, things that happened to ignorant women from underdeveloped countries. What a shallow fool he had been! Just like everyone around him, he didn’t stop to think twice about this kind of atrocities. Never had he considered he would meet a victim of human trafficking. Or fall in love with one of the troubled, tortured women whose existence seemed only a theory.

Was he truly in love with Yoko? He’d said so when he didn’t know about her past. But did he love her now? Did her past make a difference? He thought about everything he liked and admired about her: her seriousness, her rare, child-like smiles, her determination, her intelligence. Her beautiful face and enticing body. God, could he love her without thinking of all the men who’d had her?

He rubbed his hands hard over his face. He would have said a real man wouldn’t hold her past against a woman, especially since she’d been forced into it. But was he man enough to love Yoko, to forgive and forget?
His eyes opened and he stared into the blackness, stunned at his selfishness.

Listen to him! Forgive and forget. Who was he, a former thief and breaker of too many laws too count, to judge anyone? Yoko was a victim. She didn’t need his forgiveness, but his love and support. She needed someone to help her get over the horrible traumas and memories that had scarred her soul forever.

Yes, forever. He didn’t fool himself. He knew an experience like hers could never be forgotten. She might have learned to live with it, but the wounds were burned into her mind. Now he understood so many things he hadn’t comprehended before: her reactions, her reluctance and initial suspicion, her reserved nature. She’d suffered terribly, endured things no woman should endure, especially a young girl.

When he recalled her telling him about the first rape—there was no other word for it—that had stripped away her virginity and dignity, he felt tears stinging his eyes. She’d needed comfort, love, healing. Instead, he’d sat there like a statue, unable to move, unable to utter a sound, numbed by shock. She’d left thinking he thought her dirty, as she felt about herself. She never knew the pain that torn his own heart. He ached for her with every cell of his being.

Why then hadn’t he gone after her? Why had he needed all this time to exist like a zombie, day after day, to realize he did love her and wanted her in his life, despite everything? He’d said to himself he needed time to absorb what she’d told him, but truth be told, he was a damned coward. A stronger, better man wouldn’t have brooded all this time, wouldn’t have doubted the feelings he’d professed so ardently only a week ago.

He flung the sheet aside and stood. He hadn’t managed to sleep more than a few restless hours these past days. He descended the stairs and went to the kitchen, where he poured himself a large whiskey. He’d done nothing but drink, moon around the shop and haunt the streets in search of answers. Actually, the answer had been in his heart all along. His head just needed to catch up. He loved Yoko. No matter what her past was, whether she’d had a choice or not, he wanted a future with her.

He wasn’t sure he had the patience and tenderness necessary to help her heal, but he was determined to do his best to try. If she was still willing to accept him. But what if she wasn’t? What if it was too late and he’d lost her because of his gutlessness and hesitation?

Tossing back his drink, he went in search of his phone, praying she would answer. She hadn’t returned to the shop since the fateful day of her graduation, and he couldn’t bring himself to even call her. Now he frantically dialed her number, ignoring the fact that it was nearly three a.m. But when the connection was made, his mouth went dry.

Her number had been disconnected.

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REALITY IS NOT A FAIRYTALE. CAN A VICTIM OF HUMAN TRAFFICKING HAVE A HAPPY ENDING AFTER YEARS OF ABUSE AND DEGRADATION? ESPECIALLY WHEN HER ONLY FOCUS IS GETTING PAYBACK…

At eighteen, Yoko Hirano falls into the tentacles of a human trafficking organization and is forced into prostitution. Her first sexual experience is close to a rape, so she becomes traumatized and her opinions about men are low and unflattering. She uses her charms only as means of manipulation.

Four years later she meets the tall, dark and charming antique dealer Mark Chandler. They both acknowledge reluctantly the complicated chemistry between them, but Yoko’s grand scheme of things doesn’t involve falling in love, nor does she think Mark would want her if he found out about her past. To get revenge and prevent other girls from sharing her fate, she plans to ruin the Chinese triad that has destroyed her life and innocence.

However, she doesn’t realize that Mark can be an asset in her plans of bringing down the powerful mobster Michael Chen and his interlopers. Together, they make a quite formidable pair…

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Melinda De Ross is an international author of Romanian origin. She writes in two languages, and her books combine the elegance specific to the European style with the modern appeal of the American culture. She has a Law degree and has been a professional target shooter for over a decade. Her favorite genre to read and write in is Romance, and anytime she prefers to watch a classic movie instead of going to a noisy club.

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Mechanical Men Do It Better #InLust #Scifi #IRromance

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The Madly In Lust event continues with a seductive scene from my Mechanical Men series. Kiss Me, Keep Me is book 2 of the series. I had such fun writing Zain and Gemini’s story. Enjoy this steamy excerpt! Warning: naughtiness ahead. Proceed with caution. 🙂

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Mechanical men may not have real hearts, but they also can’t break yours. The only thing you have to worry about them breaking is your headboard. But who needs a headboard anyway?
-Hudson Innovations – Making your life better, one machine at a time.

She’s not looking for love. She’s looking for lust.
The headboard breaking kind of lust.

Gemini Prescott has been burned by love too many times. There’s no way she’s going back down that road again. When she learns of mechanical men, she believes she’s found the perfect antidote to her problems. Mechanical men can’t break your heart. Mechanical men can’t cheat on you with your best friend. A mechanical man is exactly what she needs.

But something seems to be wrong with her personal robot. He doesn’t follow orders like he’s supposed to. Instead, he has demands of his own. Demands that leave her begging for more. She would return him to the manufacturer, but there’s this thing he does with his tongue that makes him a keeper.

He’s not looking for love or lust. He’s looking for a way off this planet.

Zain only has one goal: to return to his home-world. Though most of his brethren are enjoying their new life on Earth, Zain has no desire to follow their lead. He doesn’t want to be a pleasure-robot, a slave to whoever purchases him. He plans to leave Earth behind and he’ll destroy anyone who stands in his way.

Then he meets Gemini.
And everything changes.

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“I like this,” he told her. “This feels good.”

She grinned, but remained silent. The fun part hadn’t started yet. Still rubbing his thighs, she leaned forward and blew her breath against his length. A hiss escaped his lips, but he didn’t break the chains.

Good cyborg.

She blew against him again and felt him shiver. Gem moved closer to his cock. Eyes on him, she licked the tip of him then pulled back. She watched him bite into his lower lip. Poor baby, he was trying his best not to break this pair of cuffs.

Was it bad that she wanted him to break them? That she wanted to push him to his limit? She wanted to see what he could do. Gem leaned forward once more and wrapped her lips around the tip of him.

“Shit,” he groaned, as his cock filled her mouth.

She gripped the base with one hand, then proceeded to bob her head up and down on his length, going down as far as she could. He groaned her name.

“Gemini.”

She tightened her lips around him. His hips raised from the bed as he pushed deeper into his mouth. She placed one hand on his stomach, holding him down, trying to somewhat control his movements.

As he rose up, she moved down. His cock pulsed as he pushed in and out of her mouth. He tasted salty. Not like a human male. But not like she’d thought a robot would. She liked it.

The texture of his skin was different than that of a man’s. It was harder. She grazed her teeth across his skin, a big no-no for regular men. Her cyborg loved it. His cock went from pulsing to actually vibrating against her tongue.

“I don’t know what is happening?” He groaned. “I cannot stop it.”

She didn’t want it to stop. He was vibrating the way her toys did, just faster. Gemini raised her head and stared down at his cock. Yep, he was vibrating like her dildos.

“I think, I think I am malfunctioning. We should…”

“Or perhaps you’re programed to do this.”

“I do not know. I should’ve paid attention during training.”

“I like that we’re learning this together,” she told him before trailing her tongue over his tip.

“You like torturing me,” he groaned.

“Is that what I’m doing?” She sucked him into her mouth again.

“Yes, but it’s the sweetest torture.”

It was the sweetest torture for her also. The more she touched him, the more aroused she became. Soon, she would be begging him to fill her with his cock. But, he wasn’t ready for that part yet.

And she didn’t want to rush him. So, she took her time, licking up and down his length as he vibrated in her palm. His body jerked. He hissed her name as his heels dug into the mattress.

Her gaze drifted to the handcuffs as she gripped him tighter and sucked him into her mouth, only to release him and suck him in again. She found him rubbing his head against his shoulder until the blindfold pushed past his eyes and over his head.

“I wanted to watch,” he told her.

Mouth full, all she could do was wink. She grazed her teeth along his skin again.

“Stars, Gemini.” His eyes snapped shut and he clenched his teeth.

So much for him wanting to watch. Though his eyes were closed and hands were clenched into fist, the cuffs were still in place. Good cyborg. But she was tired of him being good.

She wanted him to be bad.

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Luke & Bella by Pandora Spocks #InLust #BDSM #Giveaway

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Welcome to the Madly In Lust Blog Event. Today we’re featuring a seductive scene from Luke & Bella by Pandora Spocks. Enjoy the ride!

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Strong-willed ginger Bella Grant is a take-charge television journalist with an appetite for adventure. Handsome and sexy Luke McGillicutty is a world-weary photographer coaxed out of premature retirement with the promise of traveling the world with a smart, spunky redhead. They’ve been paired up to create a new brand of television travel program.

Traveling to romantic destinations, staying in first-class hotels, finding adventure at every turn, it’s not surprising that the two fall in love. Luke is stunned to realize that Bella is the woman he’s looked for his whole life. She’s beautiful, smart, funny, and courageous.

The only thing is, Luke hasn’t been completely up front with her. He hasn’t told her that he’s into BDSM. He could play it safe, keep the relationship going exactly the way it is. But Luke wants more. As a Dominant, he craves the intimacy that a Dom/sub relationship provides. And he knows without a doubt that Bella is the perfect submissive. How will she react if he approaches her about submitting to him as a Dominant? Maybe she’d be intrigued by the idea. On the other hand, he could lose her forever.

Life on the road working with Bella is great. Nights spent in Bella’s arms are amazing. Should Luke just be satisfied with the way things are? Or should he risk everything on the chance that they could have it all?

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Bella padded out into the sitting room in her pajamas, a thin black tank with pink bottoms.  Looking down, she realized she wouldn’t feel comfortable dressed this way if Luke came in, so she went back for a bathrobe.  Still hot from the bath, however, she draped the robe over a chair thinking she could grab it when she heard the door.  If, that is, I’m still up when he comes back, she considered.

She poured another glass of wine and wandered to the french doors, watching as lightning streaked across the sky, occasionally replacing the warm glow of the firelight that filled the suite with flashes of cold blue.  Large raindrops peppered the glass as the wind whipped the hotel, Edinburgh castle lit up and barely visible in the distance.  It’s such a lovely place, Bella thought.  Such a cozy night.  I could curl up now and fall asleep to the sound of the storm.

Instead, she sat on the floor in front of the fire, laptop before her.  Luke had dumped the raw video and created folders on the desktop.  She perused them one by one.  Airport, Ailsa, McTavish’s, Distillery…Hmmm…Let’s start at the end and go backwards, she decided.  Distillery it is.

She was completely engrossed in the video of their lunch with Nevin and Maw when Luke suddenly burst through the door.  Every molecule of her body went rigid and a strange gasping scream rolled up from her toes.

“Jesus H., McGillicutty!” she exclaimed, jumping up.  “You scared the shit out of me!”

He started to reply and couldn’t.  For a moment all he could do was stare.  She was dressed in a black tank top with pink pajama bottoms.  And, he noticed, she wasn’t wearing a bra, erect nipples pointing toward the ceiling.  Probably had something to do with being startled out of her skin, he realized.  She’d been working on the computer.  There was a glass of wine next to her.

“Are you ok?” she asked, more softly.  She flushed, understanding the focus of his gaze and belatedly she realized she’d left the robe on the other side of the room.

“Um, yeah,” he answered.  “I was just ready to come back.  Is there more wine?”

“Sure,” she answered gently, “but you’re absolutely drenched.  I’ll get you a towel.”  Her robe was on a chair next to the bedroom door, but the wine made her feel bold, so she ignored it.  Let him look, she thought, and she felt her nipples harden again at the idea.

Bella returned with a fluffy white towel from the bathroom.  “You’re dripping water everywhere,” she observed quietly as she handed him the towel.

“Sorry,” he whispered.

She shrugged.  “Not my floor,” she replied.  “I can hang your shirt over the shower,” she offered.

Luke pulled the buttoned chambray shirt over his head, the way men so often do.  Bella shook her head.  Why don’t they ever use the buttons? she wondered irritably.  He handed her the shirt, murmuring his thanks, and began to dry off using the towel.  She eyed his muscular shoulders and broad chest, appreciating the fact that the latter was dusted with salt and pepper hair, oddly enough white on the left side, black on the right, with a black line trailing down his toned abs toward…  Focus, girlfriend, she scolded herself.

When she returned from hanging his shirt, he’d finished toweling off and had draped the towel around the back of his neck.  Bella poured him a glass of wine and topped off her own as well.  Turning, she walked to him and handed him his glass of wine.  “What’s going on, Cowboy?” she asked.  He looked at her, startled.  “I’ve heard you call yourself that.  I like it,” she shrugged, replying to his unasked question.

“Like I said, I was ready to be back,” he explained.  “The pub was noisy and I was tired.  How’s the footage?” he asked, steeling himself for her reaction.

“Great!” she answered, smiling.  “Beyond great, actually.  I was already happy with the content, but Luke, the lighting, the angles, the composition…You have an amazing eye.”

Luke couldn’t believe his good luck; she hadn’t seen his video from the airport.  He sipped his wine and watched her looking at him, concern still showing on her face.  He gently touched her arm, lightly stroking from her shoulder to her elbow.  Bella felt electricity ripple through her body and she stopped breathing.

“I missed you,” he said simply.

After a beat, she recovered enough to try to make light of his words.  “Missed me?” she laughed lightly.  “You were gone for a couple of hours.”  Nervously, she turned and moved to the French doors again, the better to watch the storm and get a little space.

Towel still hanging around his neck, Luke followed her to the window and stood behind her, looking over her head and out at the storm.  He gently placed his hands on her shoulders and she stilled breathlessly.  Leaning down, he caressed her right shoulder with his lips.  “Bella,” he whispered, and he turned her to face him.

She looked up at him, breath ragged.  He moved his hand to lightly stroke her jaw line with his thumb.  “I missed you,” he said again, his eyes dark.  He traced her lips with his index finger and Bella struggled to catch her breath.  “I want to kiss you,” he said.  “Would that be okay?”  Bella, brown eyes wide, could only nod assent.

Luke leaned in to her slowly; it seemed like it took a week for him to reach her, and then his lips were on hers, gently at first and then more intense, more demanding.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, her kiss matching the fervor of his.  He held her waist, slowly moving his hands down to cup her ass, pulling her in to him.

Luke moved his right hand up until it cupped her left breast and she moaned into his kiss.  Then he brushed her nipple with his thumb, causing her to gasp.  “I want you,” he breathed into her ear.

Bella leaned back and looked at him, eyes shining with desire, her heart pounding.  She buried her hands in the hair on his chest, then looked back up at him again.  Luke tugged at the front of her tank top, pulling it down to expose her left breast with its hard pink nipple and he covered it with his mouth, licking and suckling hard.  She arched her back forcing her breast closer to him.

“Oh, God, Cowboy!” she breathed.  “Please…”

He looked up at her and grinned.  “Please what?” he teased.

“Oh, please…” she managed.

He gripped her shirt by the bottom and pulled it over her head, standing back to admire her.  “Jesus, Bella,” he breathed, taking in the sight of her before he wrapped her in his arms again.

He lay her gently on the floor in front of the fire.  “Put your arms over your head,” he whispered, and she complied.  Lightly, he brushed her body with his fingertips starting at her hands, then down her arms and across her breasts, down her stomach…He paused at the pajama pants, then slid his hand over the mound between her thighs, caressing through the fabric.  She bucked and brought her hands down to his shoulders, but he took them lightly and replaced them over her head.

“Shh, be still,” he whispered.  Gently, he tugged at the pajama pants and pulled them down and off, panties and all, so that she lay naked before him, firelight reflecting off her body.

“Seems to me you’re way overdressed, Cowboy,” Bella said, gazing up at him, her voice husky.

“We’ll fix that,” he grinned as he unbuckled his belt, undid his khakis, and stepped out of them, revealing black boxer briefs containing an impressive erection.  Bella chewed her lower lip in anticipation.  Luke knelt over her, leaning down to kiss her, and then stretched out beside her, head propped up on his left elbow, allowing his right hand explore her form.

“I want to touch you,” she breathed.  He nodded so she brought her hands down, first running her fingers through the hair on his chest before coming to rest on his hard sex.

He closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure.  “Oh, baby, you’ve got to stop or this will be over way too fast.”  Removing her hand, he reached to stroke between her legs, caressing and circling before sliding a finger inside.  Bella buck and gasped, almost coming right there.

“Well, well, m’lady, you seem to be ready for me,” he whispered.

“Please Cowboy, I want you,” she begged.

Luke pushed himself up over her, shimmying out of his boxer briefs.  “As m’lady wishes,” he breathed into her ear, and he began stroking her soft folds with himself before pushing inside.    Her center was warm and wet and the pleasure was intoxicating.

He felt Bella grip him and she began to rock her hips up and down, matching his rhythm and increasing with his intensity.

“It’s okay, baby girl, let it go,” Luke whispered.  And she did.

“Oh, Cowboy!” she cried as she shuddered, gasping.

He was close behind her, his own ecstasy tearing through him like a freight train. “F*ck!  Bella!” he gasped and then collapsed beside her.

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#CoverReveal Claimed By The Succubus #Scifi #Supernatural #SuccubusNights

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I’m excited to announce that the third book in the Succubus Nights Series will be available on Amazon on April 22nd. Claimed By The Succubus features Anika and Natina’s best friend, Izzie. If you’ve read book 2, you know that the shy and sometimes clumsy, Izzie is trying to get to Earth to save her two best friends.

There’s a tall, dark and handsome male waiting in the shadows to help her. But will he take her to Earth as promised, or does he have something else planned for the too-trusting Izzie? Find out on April 22nd.

(P.S. Izzie is officially my favorite heroine of this series. But don’t tell the others I said that.)

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~The Half-Breed~

She is Izeria’Azhul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.

~The Beast~

I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and take on the form of someone she knows. I choose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.

~The Forbidden~

The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.

I have a choice to make: be honest with the female I love and risk losing her or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.

Now she has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?

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