Love is in the Air Blog Hop

Hello and Welcome to this stop on Under the Covers Book Blog Love is in the air Blog Hop!  A big thank you to the lovely ladies at UTC for putting this on!  I've always been a big fan of their blog.  Valentine's Day is coming up and I like my love stories with a WHOLE lot of Naughty.  So I have a special treat for you.  My good friend Leanore Elliot knows how to bring on the hotness, with a happy ending.  So I am featuring my kind of love story...paranormal hot style!   Welcome to Nowhere Everyone!  Take it away Leanore:

Welcome to Nowhere, Arizona…
“Home Of The Sun Gods”

Meet the men Of Nowhere….

Devon:

  Abruptly, Dev swung her over to the dresser and sat her down. He opened her thighs wide and knelt down.

Madeline dropped her gaze to his face.

With that usual confidence in his sexual powers of seduction, he peered up at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes while his fingers opened the folds of her pussy. He used his index finger to briskly stroke her.

Madeline squirmed and could feel the cold dresser beneath her butt cheeks, while his finger made hot slices over her labia.

Dev moved his face closer. “Do you like it when I do this?” He gave her open button a long, heavy lick with his warm tongue.

“Oh!” she gasped.

Tugging her forward to the edge of the dresser, he gazed up at her again. “Or did you like it better when I sucked on you?” He lowered his hot mouth and latched onto her entire clit.

“Oh, my God!” she gasped again, as his blazing hot mouth took her swollen clit in.

With seeming enjoyment, he continued to suckle her, licking her vivaciously while sticking his finger into her pussy and pumping her with it.

TAYLOR:

A shock ran through him, as he’d never felt such lust and need in all of his life. Her acquiesce in kneeling at his feet caused a surge of heat to flow through him. He swallowed heavily as he moved his hands down and smoothed her hair.

Kami raised her head and gazed intently at him, her expression looking panicked. “Oh!” she shouted and jumped up, tugging his pants down away from his hips. She climbed onto his lap and shoved herself down onto his stiffened cock. “Ahh!” she screamed out in pain, leaning her body back.

Taylor grabbed onto her waist so she wouldn’t fall. Her tight, silky pussy surrounded his throbbing painful need. He grasped her hips and raised them up.

Kami shook terribly and bit down onto her lip until it bled.

He lowered his lips to a nipple and gently tugged on it with his mouth.

Kami moaned louder as her body moved on him; she was actually riding him as nature intended.

At her sensuous movements, Taylor groaned with pleasure and suckled the other nipple while moving her hips up and down on him.

RICK:

He simply stared at her face while he slid her wet panties up and down over her throbbing clit.

“I need you,” she begged as she squirmed and tugged his pants down.

Rick groaned and raised her up, planting her against the wall again. He ripped at the lacey wet underwear, the shreds pulling away from her skin. He parted her thighs and shoved his cock into her with a violent thrust.

With the deep penetration, Phoebe hung onto his shoulders and cried out.

“Do you need this?” he growled to her ear.

“Yes, Rick,” she wept out.

Furious and hurt, he grabbed her ass cheeks to pull her tighter to him and pumped her hard because he still wanted her so badly; he knew he would always want her.

Her body slammed up against the wall with his pounding, her desperate panting growing loud in the room.

He grasped her face with his hands and smothered her mouth with his. 

Kissing him back, she sucked on his tongue with fevered anguish as she wept.

THE BRAVE:

“You cannot hurt me or move me.” He rose up and let the lances out at her ankles. He pulled her legs up, forced her thighs wide open, and shoved his huge cock into her.

“Ahh!” she screamed out. She had never been filled like this before. It felt glorious even while pain shot through her body.

“I will hurt you greatly.” He plunged his throbbing cock deeper. “You must call for him, you must beg,” he urged in a strained voice.

“Ohh!” she shouted as tears squeezed from her eyes. She felt like she would split wide open.

“Hurry,” he whispered low. “Or you will tear.” He thrust his enormous hardened cock rapidly into her. “I will not stop for a very long time.” He seemed to be fighting the urge to thrust more violently. “I will hurt warrior’s woman.”

“Dev!” she screamed loudly as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Beg for him to come.” He seemed to be straining as though he were trying to stop. “Will hurt you badly.” He squeezed her breasts with his powerful hands. “Lightning water take—take over.”

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Interview with Stephanie Draven and her newest work It Stings So Sweet

Good Morning CEWTNK!  Today we have an extra special naughty book to share with you!  If you are into spanking in the Dazzling 20s, then this is the book for you.  It was quite a unique read!  I have Stephanie with me today and decided to Rack this spanking princess.....Let's see how she fared:

Hello and Welcome to The Dungeon!  I’m so happy to have you here visiting and sharing your newest work.  Don’t mind the noise from the prison… err guests, they get noisy during their…treatments..lol. Let me clear a spot so you can have a seat.  Would you like some refreshments before you get started?

Tell us a little bit about your book.
IT STINGS SO SWEET is about three women from very different social classes who each experience a sexual awakening in a time when there wasn’t really a ready vocabulary for kink.

What first sparked the series idea?
The smart answer is that I was inspired to write about this after listening to countless arguments about what was and wasn’t real BDSM. It’s always hard for me to watch, in silence, as people try to judge and rip apart the sexuality of others, much less force them to question an identity that wasn’t easy for them to arrive at in the first place. I wanted to say that when it comes to your bedroom, you get to have your own rules.

The more mundane answer is that I had a dream about Jonathan Rhys Meyers all dressed up in 1920s garb and he was very angry. I woke up out of a sound sleep, fascinated by the story behind his anger, and that was the spark behind the book. Then I stumbled over a piece of vintage pornography that had been digitized from the era, and no one could stop me from writing about it!

Who is the character that in your opinion everyone is going to fall in love with?
There is no question in my mind that readers are going to fall in love with Leo Vanderburg, World War II Flying Ace, American aviator, and cynic extraordinaire. When he first sets out to seduce famous silent screen star Clara Cartwright, he makes a battle plan to win her jaded heart, and he never lets up on the throttle. Clara falls in love with Leo because he knows exactly who and what she is and loves her anyway. I fell in love with him because he always surprised me while I was writing him. It’s not often that a character surprises me with a line of dialog, but when he asked Clara how many lovers she’d had and she was too shy to tell him, he said, “I’m hoping your list numbers in the hundreds, so that when you tell me I’m the best you ever had, it’ll really mean something.”

I have to ask, what are the hardest scenes for you to write?
The hardest scene in the book is the one when my society girl heroine wants her husband to slap her. It’s very clear that she is not only consenting, but desperate for him to do it. Yet, I feared that for some readers, it would seem like domestic abuse--and go over the line for even masochistic readers. In the end, I couldn’t take it out, because it’s an essential incident to the story, so I kept softening the scene. Even so, I’m already taking flack for it, so I kind of wish I’d left it as dark and dirty as it originally was.

How would you rate the sex scenes throughout the series?
Scorching hot. I did not hold anything back in terms of language or activity. This novel is not for the faint of heart!

Are there any of these in your books?  (Hands one of the toy boxes on the right which is filled with sex toys, whips, body creams, lotions, lubs…and whatever else you can imagine J)
Yes! I don’t break out the whips, but one of our heroes uses a belt on his wife. During a notorious menage scene, lubricant and French letters are produced. And there’s a reference to a certain vibrating machine popularized by Dr. Freud for the treatment of hysteria.

Do you see yourself writing any more stories in this series or a spin-off?
I would love to write more erotic romance set in the 1920s. It’s a beautiful era filled with fun slang!

Are any of your characters reflective of you?
All of my characters are, in some sense, reflective of me, but not in expected ways. Unlike Nora Richardson, for example, I do not feel pain as pleasure. My first instinct to anybody hitting me is to hit back. I wasn’t raised wealthy, like she was. I grew up with very loving parents. But what I do share with her is a strong sense of self-identity and certainty about what I want, in defiance of convention.

Tell us about some up and coming books.
Not quite sure what I’ll be writing next, but whatever it is, it’ll be a very smart book for very bad girls...

Where can we find you for future updates? (add all your social links here)


I’m so happy you have made this a stop.  Would you like a tour of the…err…levels? I can introduce you to the “guests”, if you just hand me that box back.

Let’s get you suited up:
Wine, mixed drink, or straight up?
I get drunk easy, but I’ll go for a Prohibition Era Cocktail.

Leather straps or chains?
Given the options, I’ll take leather.

Cat-o-nine, braided leather, or chain length whip? Collar and Leash or Adornment?
I plead the Fifth.

Leather studded bodysuit or corset top?
Corset.

Fishnets or garter-belt?
You can’t wear both?

Leather pants, mini, or a long skirt slitted up both sides?
I’m more of a sequined dress and burlesque feather boa kind of girl.

Lace up boots (with or without heels) or come F*** me high heels?
Boots.

Ball gag, manacles, or blindfold?
Blindfolds always beg for a story, so that’s my vote.

The rack or the whipping post?
As much as I admire Spanish Inquisition Chic, I’d like a third option!

Candle wax or clamps.
Candle wax.

Blonde, red-head, Brunette, or Supernatural J?
One of each, please.

MY Kind of Girl!!  I always have one of each.  Here is a little bit more about Stephanie:

Bio
Stephanie Draven is currently a denizen of Baltimore, that city of ravens and purple night skies. She lives there with her favorite nocturnal creatures–three scheming cats and a deliciously wicked husband. And when she is not busy with dark domestic rituals, she writes her books.   Stephanie has always been a storyteller. In elementary school, she channeled Scheherazade, weaving a series of stories to charm children into sitting with her each day at the lunch table. When she was a little older, Stephanie scared all the girls at her sleepovers with ghost stories.

She should have known she was born to hold an audience in her thrall, but Stephanie resisted her writerly urges and graduated from college with a B.A. in Government. Then she went to Law School, where she learned how to convincingly tell the tallest tales of all!

A longtime lover of ancient lore, Stephanie enjoys re-imagining myths for the modern age. She doesn’t believe that true love is ever simple or without struggle so her work tends to explore the sacred within the profane, the light under the loss and the virtue hidden in vice. She counts it amongst her greatest pleasures when, from her books, her readers learn something new about the world or about themselves.

Blurb
They vibrated with incendiary Jazz. They teemed with sexual abandon. The Twenties were roaring and the women–young, open, rebellious, and willing–set the pace and pushed the limits with every man they met…
In the aftermath of a wild, liquor-soaked party, three women from very different social classes are about to live out their forbidden desires.

Society girl, Nora Richardson’s passionate nature has always been a challenge to her ever-patient husband. Now he wants out of the marriage and she has just this one night to win him back. The catch? He wants to punish her for her bad behavior. Nora is offended by her husband’s increasingly depraved demands, but as the night unfolds, she discovers her own true nature and that the line between pain and pleasure is very thin indeed.

Meanwhile, Clara Cartwright, sultry siren of the silent screen, is introduced to a mysterious WWI Flying Ace. If Clara, darling of the scandal sheets, knows anything, it’s men. And she’s known plenty. But none of them push her boundaries like the aviator, who lures her into a ménage with a stranger in a darkened cinema then steals her jaded heart.

Working class girl Sophie O’Brien has more important things on her mind than pleasures of the flesh. But when her playboy boss, the wealthy heir to the Aster family fortune, confronts her with her diary of secret sex fantasies, she could die of shame. To her surprise, he doesn’t fire her; instead, he dares her to re-enact her boldest fantasies and Sophie is utterly seduced.

One party serves as a catalyst of sexual awakening. And in an age when anything goes, three women discover that anything is possible…


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Review: Born into Fire by Kyann Waters and Tarah Scott

Ryalda, the Element heroes of old, leak from the void and bring with them beauty, desire...and destruction.

Ryalda--the Element heroes of old--leak from the dark void of nothingness, Ghen, and bring with them beauty, desire...and destruction.

Air Element, Erion aches to feel the heat of Kenna's emerging fire. However, merging his wind with the woman on the cusp of transformation comes with great risk. A risk he's unwilling to take. But with a male Fire Element intent on enslaving Kenna, Erion reconsiders his vow. To protect her, they must merge, but he will not bond his wind with her fire.

Aspiring glassblower, Kenna Lang finally has a showing that could launch her career—with Drakaura, blown glass replicas of the dragons of her dreams. A chance meeting with Erion ignites an attraction hotter than the furnace used to blow glass. Drawn into an erotic joining, Kenna is born into fire. Now her world is going up in flames.

Merged as Air and Fire, their power is unimaginable. However, both are unprepared for the emotions awakened by their joining and the timeless battle waged against them. Only together can they defeat their enemies, both Element and Dragon, and escape the darkness of Ghen. My Review:
Paranormal Fantasy lovers, beware!  This book should definitely hit on your need to read list!  I've read a few of the books offered up by this well crafted duo, but this has punched out the others in my favorite list.  Welcome to the exciting world of elementals, and by exciting I mean HOT.  This book starts off with an extreme chair-shifting scene that plunges you right into the action.  I love it when a book starts off full throttle! Not only are there some majorly hot sexual scenes in this book, the mythology and world-creating were phenomenal.  Elementals are in a land all of their own, but these have the perfect combination of their element and a human.   A blending of the species.  So besides my beloved naughty demons, I think elementals have moved up on the hotness scale.  Just think of what a water element could do.....
The story was unique and the scenes were well depicted.  All of the ladies who have it bad for tortured heroses will have her needs fulfilled in Erion.  The great thing about this story is it doesn't end with the Kenna coming into her element and discovering her true race.  Oh no...this is just the beginning.  This dynamic duo has opened up a realm chalked full of possiablities for other stories.   I truly hope they continue on with this series.  I anxiously await learning more about Fiera, Erion, and of course our mystery guest.  Great Job!!

 

Fools For Love Blog Hop

Hello and Welcome to this stop on the Fool's For Love Blog Hop!!  A big thank you to our hosts Steph at Fangs, Wands and Fairy Dust And Dana at Readaholics Anonymous !!   So what can you win here?   How about a delightful new book by a talented new author....and some chocolates!!!!

Rachel Collins is praying. And not for world peace. Thirty six years old and single, her prayer is self-centered. "Kill me now, Lord," she pleads during her latest attempt to meet Mr. Right via the internet.

She’s not hoping for a billionaire or even a millionaire, just a guy who can strike a spark to her tinder! Is she asking too much? She's a great gal! Just ask her parents! She might be a bit naive about some things, but capable enough- she's a correspondent for a major magazine, after all. So there!

On assignment she meets Michael, 42 years old, also a writer. The attraction is immediate and intense. Rachel, who sees vanilla as only a baking ingredient, enchants him. Michael can whip up some pretty hot delights himself, outside of the kitchen. He introduces a curious Rachel to powerful experiences of sensuality. Her Ladylike sense of propriety engages in a running battle with her now sparked Tinderbox desires.

Michael is an excellent cook and knows how to turn up the heat. Sampling the flavors offered, Rachel experiences humorous hiccups. On a date, Michael ramps up the risqué, resulting in a memorable skirt swirling salsa dance. Rachel's "What the hell, I ain't getting any younger" attitude spurs Michael to take her to the exclusive, adults only club Pandora's. Here, Rachel witnesses even more variations of earthly delights, and begins a lifelong friendship with another guest.

Michael is a realist, convinced that within 90 days, his affair with Rachel will be but another painful memory of loss. He is neither willing nor able to yell 'Geronimo' and fall for her. He can't, and that's that.

Maybe he should just get a damn dog.

This modern, urban, grown up love story is a recipe –three cups romance and one cup of slapdash humor. Blend in spices of eroticism, and beat until smooth.

Sneak a look inside:

He’s taking me home! Back to his castle to ravish and claim me. Ohmygod.

She gazed at him with bare longing in her eyes. Naked longing. She had never experienced desire like this. Was it because he was controlling the moment? Normally she directed where, when and if a date ended sexually. Now here she was, lusting for his touch. LUST! Yes, that’s what I want? God yes!

He released his hands from her hair, to hold her face, while he softly kissed her. After a few moments he pulled her body close and they turned to go back to the main street. Still holding his arm around her waist, he flagged an approaching cab. Rachel stepped into the cab and he settled next to her.

"Where do you live Rachel? I’ll have the cab drop you there first."

WHAT! I’m not going back to your castle and you’re not coming into mine? Rachel was astounded. How could I have misread that one?

"218 De Grassi" she said.

"Do you have a business card Rachel? I’d like to call you tomorrow. Maybe we can get together for dinner again, if you’re free?" He asked holding her hand, stroking it with his thumb.

Ladylike squirmed out from under Tinderbox and shook herself slightly – never know what germs THAT one has. Ladylike was at the wheel now.

She fished in her purse and located a business card. "Sure. That sounds good. Here you go. Where’s mine? I mean yours I…" Great. Now she's flustered.

Michael reached into the inside pocket of his jacket for a business card. "This is what you’d like, right?" He said with a grin.

Yes, and I can think of a few other things. Tinderbox sighed wistfully.

"Thanks." Rachel replied.

The cab pulled up in front of Rachel’s building and she got out after Michael. He escorted her to her door and kissed her softly. "I had a great time Rachel. I’ll talk to you tomorrow."

She smiled as she opened her door, turning slightly to watch him get back into the taxi.

Well…that was a night! Thank you gods of dating. A little weak in the knees, she climbed the stairs to her apartment.

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Chocolate, Roses, and Handcuffs Giveaway Hop

Hello and Welcome to my stop on this Kinky Kinky hop!!  A big thank you to Holly, Cari, and Kallypso for putting it on!!  You guys did a great job!!!  So what can you win here?  How about some amazing Alien Hotness?  Oh yeah.....I went there!!!!!

Makl is looking to become the greatest mercenary the universe has known. In true family tradition, he leaves a trail of mayhem and bodies wherever he goes. steals the most priceless of items, ravishes females left and right. But that all ends the day he comes across the biggest prize of all – a human barbarian.

Fooled into thinking her a priceless virgin and captivated by her pale skinned, two-breasted frame, he abducts her, or at least means to. His plan goes somewhat awry. The not-so-innocent human becomes his partner in crime instead of his prisoner, and together they form an unstoppable duo. Tales of their misdeeds and budding passion become a universal sensation, but there’s no room in a mercenary’s life for a mate. Or is there?

For the first time in his life, the Mercenary’s Guide to Prosperity doesn’t have an answer to Makl’s questions, and there’s no visible threat for him to kill. What’s a poor, purple mercenary to do? Admit he’s in love – or ditch the delectable human?

Warning: This story contains a hot purple alien. Probing is to be expected This is a seriously hot, funny, and entertaining read!!  I loved it!  So what do you have to do to win?  Just fill out the rafflecopter!!  Be sure to visit the rest of the blogs on the list!! a Rafflecopter giveaway

Review: Mercenary Abduction by Eve Langlais

Makl is looking to become the greatest mercenary the universe has known. In true family tradition, he leaves a trail of mayhem and bodies wherever he goes. steals the most priceless of items, ravishes females left and right. But that all ends the day he comes across the biggest prize of all – a human barbarian.

Fooled into thinking her a priceless virgin and captivated by her pale skinned, two-breasted frame, he abducts her, or at least means to. His plan goes somewhat awry. The not-so-innocent human becomes his partner in crime instead of his prisoner, and together they form an unstoppable duo. Tales of their misdeeds and budding passion become a universal sensation, but there’s no room in a mercenary’s life for a mate. Or is there?

For the first time in his life, the Mercenary’s Guide to Prosperity doesn’t have an answer to Makl’s questions, and there’s no visible threat for him to kill. What’s a poor, purple mercenary to do? Admit he’s in love – or ditch the delectable human?

Warning: This story contains a hot purple alien. Probing is to be expected!!!!

My Review:

I went into this book with no previous experience with this series, but with a WHOLE lot of love for her others.   I think I have actually found a new favorite in one lovable, purple, arrogant, and dangerously sexy alien.  Makl is everything an alpha should be and comes in one of my favorite colors.  What could be more awesome then that?  We start off with one super-arrogant mercenary, hard-core trained, and dying to stand out from the rest of the family.  He lives and breaths by his Mercenary's Handbook but defiantly meets his match in one innocently trussed up human woman that looks to need rescuing.  But when the tables are turned on this cocky, yet adorably sexy mercenary, he vows to have his revenge.  He is unprepared for the journey that this leads him on and how much he stands to loose......or gain.

I have to admit, I fell a little in love Makl myself when he was on his quest to figuring out his feelings for Oliva.  You actually get to witness the fall of this loner male and at times it is literally laugh out loud funny.  The dialogue between the two is witty, and its easy to see from the beginning they belong together.  I even teared up at the end...and I won't tell you why!!!  This was a fun little jaunt into the Mercenary's realm.  I really want to go back and read the the first 3 books!  If the other purple hotties are anything like Makl, I know the series is definitely going to rock it.  I haven't read any of this series and had no problem following along!  And Murphy and Karma in this book? Loved the concept!!  This author truly has a way of sculpting an incredibly entertaining read that will have you wrapped up and wishing it would never end!!  Excellent Read with some definite HOT sex scenes!!