Happy Saint Patrick's Day everyone!! What better way to celebrate it then with an awesome giveaway? A big thank you to SER Awesomness for this blog hop!! I love you guys and your blog rocks! So what can you win here? Well you have a choice of 4 great e-books from a hugely talented author Natasha Blackthorne. 3 lucky winners will walk away with their choice of one of her erotic historical romances!! This is open internationally. Let's take a look at the books:
A painful personal experience makes Lord Lockhart believe that a gentleman doesn't inflict his passionate desires on a wife. The marriage bed is for begetting heirs, not animal lust. No matter how much he desires his wife. But under Lady Lockhart's shyness is a determination to tempt her handsome husband, to satisfy them both and spend every night together in her bed.
Innocent waltzing lessons in their chambers soon become indecent, and may lead the newlyweds to overcome their preconceptions and learn to be lovers, as well as man and wife.
Sneak Peek inside:
"Colin, are you angry with me?"
They were standing in the sitting room that connected their bedchambers. He was having a difficult time ignoring the ache in his groin. But he had already bothered Sara this week. Last night, in fact. To do so again, so soon, would be piggish. A gentleman shouldn't treat his wife like some whore waiting on his needs.
Ladies had delicate natures. Sexuality and arousal could prove too unsettling to their nerves. Medical science was starting to discover this but he knew it from a very personal experience.
"Colin?" Her voice held that gentle insistence that was like leading strings on his heart.
And her large gray eyes were luminous with what he suspected were soon-to-be-shed tears. He was in no mood to comfort her. If he got anywhere near her, he'd be on her and shortly thereafter, in her, balls deep and thrusting.
"It's late. Go to bed, Sara," he said, covering his angst with a bored tone.
"It is the gown, isn't it?" Her voice quavered.
He struggled for the right words. "I just think red is a little bold."
Her lower lip trembled. That velvety pink lower lip. "I am sorry to have offended you, Colin."
Inwardly he sighed. "You did not offend me. I am just thinking of your good name."
What a miserable lie to cover his jealousness. And shameful to mislead her when he longed to draw her into his arms and tell her how utterly lovely she looked in the gown. But he didn't want to encourage her to display herself like this.
"Come here," he said, holding his arms out. She came to him, her eyes large and glossy with unshed tears.
He took her hands and gave her a quick, chaste kiss. "It's no matter now. Forget it."
"Now to bed," he said firmly.
He watched her depart, his eyes trained on the way the shimmering red silk clung to her tight little bottom.
She slipped into her chamber, the soft click of the door speaking more profoundly than any satisfying slam.
He knew a sense of both relief and loss. Sweating and shaking, he sank into his chair and hooked a finger into his cravat, loosening it.
Dear God, he was not cut out for marriage. Shy, sweet Sara. He mustn't frighten her with his animal lust.
Nine months of marriage had proven to be blue balls hell. There were other women with greater fortunes he might have married. His father had been pushing the daughter of an obscenely wealthy Italian merchant. A charming brunette with dark, flashing eyes and lush breasts.
So why had Colin picked Sara? Honestly? Because of the way her eyes lit up with genuine pleasure and her face blushed at his least attention. In a town of bored, spoiled coquettes, her open adoration had been terribly flattering. And she was sincere and intelligent. The type of woman he could imagine mothering his children. He quickly became infatuated with her delicate features, her quiet warmth.
And naturally he had assumed he would keep mistresses as all men of his station did. But a funny thing happened. By the time they married, she had worked her way under his skin. So deeply that he couldn't even stomach the thought of chasing pretty opera dancers with his friends the night before the wedding.
Since then, his sexual outlet had been limited to the marriage bed, where he must always hold himself in check and hurry so as to inconvenience his wife as little as possible.
With a long, ragged sigh, he resigned himself to spend tonight as he seemed to spend most nights lately.
Getting a little foxed, palming off and then getting seriously soused. He sat down in the chair, took the decanter from the side table and poured himself a glass of brandy.
The longer they were married, the more he wanted her.
Yes, he loved her.
Who wouldn't love Sara once they came to know her?
Which was why he'd wanted to dance with her in public. To show the world how much he cared for and respected her. That their match was more than mere convenience. That he admired her for more than her clay mine and her trust fund. She might be a commoner but she was his lady.
Three brandies into his binge, he decided the matter was more urgent than he'd first given it credit. He needed to show that she was indisputably his. How were the men of Mayfair to know this if he and Sara spent all of their time in society separated? He in the card room, she hiding in corners. It could make her the target of rakes and would-be-lotharios. Not that he distrusted his wife's virtue. But just the thought of another man making her indecent proposals turned his stomach.
He left the sitting room, determined to do something about it.
He needs her to believe in him a lot more than she needs his protection...
In the wake of a devastating epidemic, sheltered Emily Eliot finds herself alone, making her own decisions for the first time. When desperation leads her to sell her virtue, she walks straight into trouble.
Enter one gorgeous, golden haired gentleman bent on protecting her.
Alexander Dalton came to the Blue Duck Tavern seeking to lose himself in sexual pleasure. But when he saw the delicate and vulnerable young woman, he couldn’t turn away.
Emily is alarmed by her own intense responses as this charismatic and carnal man introduces her to erotic pleasure. Having lived as a virtual prisoner of her grandmother’s suffocating manipulation, Emily bridles under Alex’s possessive, protectiveness. And Alex’s charming smile hides a dark secret that could destroy their chance at happiness.
Will their passion burn them up or bring them together?
Seeking sexual excitement and conquest, poor but beautiful Beth seduces wealthy merchant prince Grey Sexton, only to find herself the pursued as he seeks to own her body and soul.
Flouting the moral standards of Jeffersonian America, temptress Beth McConnell lets no man touch her heart. Her motto is love them once and leave them burning.
But when she boldly seduces Grey Sexton, a self-controlled merchant prince from New York, she finds herself too fascinated by his ice-over-fire nature to stay away. His possessive determination to own her, body and soul, threatens to expose her secret erotic life to public shame.
But Beth will only surrender her love to a man she can trust. And Grey's materialistic approach to relationships leaves her little reason to believe he can ever give her what she truly needs.
For these two cynical yet lonely people, can deep sexual intimacy work a miracle and lead to the opening of their hearts?
You can take a look at my review here: http://closeencounterswiththenightkind.blogspot.com/2011/09/giveaway-and-interview-with-natasha.html
Beth and Grey’s passionate battle of wills continues...
New York Merchant Prince Grey Sexton loves the audacious, spirited young temptress who seduced him in a Philadelphia bookseller’s and made passionate love to him in his carriage. Her fiery nature broke through his cold self-protection. But in a time of war and trade disruption, he cannot allow himself to be distracted. He vows to put business above all else in his life, including his bride.
Shocked and hurt by Grey's distance, Beth wonders whether he truly returns the burning love she feels for him. Beth demands that Grey prove he can truly change once and for all or else she will not start a family with him. But will the dark, sensual secrets she yet keeps repel this arrogant, self-controlled gentleman she has married?
You can take a look at my review here: http://closeencounterswiththenightkind.blogspot.com/2012/01/white-lace-and-promises-by-natasha.html?zx=c172607fc96ad5f4
These are all wonderful books and I have enjoyed them thoroughly!! So what do you have to do to win? Just feel out the rafflecopter!! And don't forget to check out the rest of these great blogs!!!
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