Teaching her her Place. Given to the Savage ON SALE! #Satspanks

Hello everyone. It's been a LONG time since I've been here, but Saturday Spankings is I think the one blog hop I do return to. Mostly I am a lazy blogger... 

Today I wanted to let you all know that Given to the Savage is on sale for the first time for $2.99! It's the first darkish romance I wrote and one of my favorite stories. Rowan is in the top 3 of favorite heroines (of my own books). She's so strong and courageous, I love her. And Silas...well, Silas...mmmmmmmmm...... 

Here's a little sample of the book and buy links! It's kind of a dirty scene with Silas punishing her, teaching her her place. I cut a part of the scene to not give away a spoiler. Enjoy! 

“You come every time I fuck you, you’re wet every time I punish you,” Silas said, just touching her clit as he did. When she sucked in a breath, he squeezed it hard, calling a cry from her lips. “Come, breeder,”Come!” he roared, slapping her hip hard with the command as if making her come somehow alleviated his guilt, somehow made her less human. “Come!”

As if on cue, she did, her muscles clamping hard around both finger and cock, milking the latter as it pulsed and throbbed, forcing his seed into her womb, teaching her her place, showing her that no matter what happened between them, she was only a breeder to him.

When he was finished with her, he slid his cock out, any emotion in his eyes masked. He zipped his pants and turned to walk into the house. Rowan stumbled off the table, her legs barely able to hold her as semen rushed down her thighs.

“They will be children too,” she said to his back. “Your children.”

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Her Captor, Her Lover #satspanks

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop created by Kathryn R. Blake. I'm trying to think how long this blog hop has been around. Three years, I think? Very cool :) 

It's been one week since the release of Retribution and I'd like to share an excerpt from a scene where Adam holds Elle captive, claiming her, forcing her to face a truth she doesn't want to face. This scene is told from Elle's point of view. 

“How does it feel,” Adam said again, pushing in deeper, hurting me, stretching me too fast. “To come on your enemy’s cock?” Again, another thrust, this one making me clench my hands into fists. When I tried to pull away, he only gripped harder with the one hand while rubbing my clit with the other. “To come with your captor’s cock inside your pussy? Inside your ass.” 

As he said it, I came again, all while he moved in and out of me in a slow, steady rhythm, pain turning into pleasure then pain again when he took more then pleasure again as I stretched to accommodate him. 

But it was as though the one would never be without the other. 

Adam

Payback’s a bitch — or it would be for Elle.

Fifteen years ago, my sister was kidnapped. For months, she’d endured hell. Somehow, she’d survived it. Someway, she’d escaped her captors. But it hadn’t mattered. In fact, it had been like losing her twice, because six weeks after she came home, she was dead, and the man responsible was alive and well, oblivious to her fate, ignorant to what he had coming.

Fifteen years I’d been waiting for this moment, all that time, planning, preparing, readying to put things into motion. To finally make the SOB pay for what he’d done. 

Killing him was too easy. Too quick. No. There was a much better way to exact revenge.

Take what he loved best. 

Break it. 

Break her.

I just didn’t realize that in the process of destroying the girl, I’d destroy myself.

Elle

“I only want your pain.” 

I hadn’t understood what those words meant, not really. Not until he made me understand.

I noticed Adam the very first day he moved into my building. He was a badass on a bike in a thousand-dollar suit. When he looked at me, it was with a hunger just this side of obscene. 

Our meetings were strange, accidental. Too coincidental. There was something about Adam. Something I couldn’t put my finger on. 

Something I couldn’t resist.

He told me I didn’t know him. He warned me to run as far from him as I could. He was moody. Dark. I’d found it romantic. I didn’t know, and I wouldn’t realize until it was too late that he’d meant for me to heed his warnings. That some part of him had hoped I would run, that I would escape him.

For too many years, vengeance had fueled him. It had taught him hate. The object of that hate? My father. And me? I was the means to my father’s end. Adam would destroy my father by destroying me.  

I accused him of being a monster, of being no different than those who took his sister, but even in the harshest moments, all I could see in his eyes was pain. And like a fool, all I wanted was to touch that darkness. 

To make it light.

Retribution is a full-length, complete Dark Romantic Suspense novel. No Cliffhanger. Intended for mature readers for sexual situations, BDSM (dub-con).

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Retribution #satspanks

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop! It's the day after Christmas and I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.

Today I'd like to share a snippet from Retribution, which will release on January 12, 2016! This is from Adam's POV. It's a scene form the day he abducts Elle, locking her up for the first time. 

She sat naked since I’d tugged her panties from her. “I don’t understand,” she wailed. “I don’t.”

I stood back and looked at her. She sat trembling on the cot, her arms spread out to the sides, raised a little higher than her head. I closed the space between us and wrapped my hand around her throat, pushing her head into the wall, her eyes huge as I pressed.

“You don’t understand?” I shook my head. “Or do you turn the other way when something doesn’t suit you? You’re no better than your father and you deserve everything you’ve got coming.”

Blurb for Retribution

Adam

Payback’s a bitch — or it would be for Elle.

Fifteen years ago, my sister was kidnapped. For months, she’d endured hell. Somehow, she’d survived it. Someway, she’d escaped her captors. But it hadn’t mattered. In fact, it had been like losing her twice, because six weeks after she came home, she was dead, and the man responsible was alive and well, oblivious to her fate, ignorant to what he had coming.

Fifteen years I’d been waiting for this moment, all that time, planning, preparing, readying to put things into motion. To finally make the SOB pay for what he’d done. 

Killing him was too easy. Too quick. No. There was a much better way to exact revenge.

Take what he loved best. 

Break it. 

Break her.

I just didn’t realize that in the process of destroying the girl, I’d destroy myself.

Elle

“I only want your pain.” 

I hadn’t understood what those words meant, not really. Not until he made me understand.

I noticed Adam the very first day he moved into my building. He was a badass on a bike in a thousand-dollar suit. When he looked at me, it was with a hunger just this side of obscene. 

Our meetings were strange, accidental. Too coincidental. There was something about Adam. Something I couldn’t put my finger on. 

Something I couldn’t resist.

He told me I didn’t know him. He warned me to run as far from him as I could. He was moody. Dark. I’d found it romantic. I didn’t know, and I wouldn’t realize until it was too late that he’d meant for me to heed his warnings. That some part of him had hoped I would run, that I would escape him.

For too many years, vengeance had fueled him. It had taught him hate. The object of that hate? My father. And me? I was the means to my father’s end. Adam would destroy my father by destroying me.  

I accused him of being a monster, of being no different than those who took his sister, but even in the harshest moments, all I could see in his eyes was pain. And like a fool, all I wanted was to touch that darkness. 

To make it light.

Retribution is a full-length, complete Dark Romantic Suspense novel. No Cliffhanger. Intended for mature readers for sexual situations, BDSM (dub-con).

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Retribution: Kidnapping Elle #satspanks #BDSM #Giveaway

Hello everyone and welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop. This past week, I shared my new cover with you (if you didn't see it, just peek below) and today, I'd like to share the first snippet from Retribution, a dark romantic suspense (erotic, of course). Release is January 12, 2016.

Today is also the last day for you to participate in the GIVEAWAY!! In celebration of the upcoming release, I'm giving away a $25 gift card to Amazon and copies of DEVIANT and THEIRS TO TAKE! Rafflecopter is below so play!! 

Okay, a snippet. I'm sharing from the prologue. This is from Adam's POV. He's the hero, but I'm thinking people won't think that until a little later in the book...

I followed the little yellow bug from some distance away, although I didn’t need to tail her. I knew where she lived, what she ate. Where she did her dry-cleaning, who she socialized with. Who she fucked — although that was surprisingly infrequent. I knew the contents of her underwear drawer. Knew what kind of vibrator she liked and how often she used it. And, today, I’d meet Elle Dominguez face to face. I’d introduce myself as her new neighbor and I’d steal her life, just like they’d stolen mine.

Blurb for Retribution

Adam

Payback’s a bitch — or it would be for Elle.

Fifteen years ago, my sister was kidnapped. For months, she’d endured hell. Somehow, she’d survived it. Someway, she’d escaped her captors. But it hadn’t mattered. In fact, it had been like losing her twice, because six weeks after she came home, she was dead, and the man responsible was alive and well, oblivious to her fate, ignorant to what he had coming.

Fifteen years I’d been waiting for this moment, all that time, planning, preparing, readying to put things into motion. To finally make the SOB pay for what he’d done.

Killing him was too easy. Too quick. No. There was a much better way to exact revenge.

Take what he loved best.

Break it.

Break her.

I just didn’t realize that in the process of destroying the girl, I’d destroy myself.

Elle

“I only want your pain.”

I hadn’t understood what those words meant, not really. Not until he made me understand.

I noticed Adam the very first day he moved into my building. He was a badass on a bike in a thousand-dollar suit. When he looked at me, it was with a hunger just this side of obscene.

Our meetings were strange, accidental. Too coincidental. There was something about Adam. Something I couldn’t put my finger on.

Something I couldn’t resist.

He told me I didn’t know him. He warned me to run as far from him as I could. He was moody. Dark. I’d found it romantic. I didn’t know, and I wouldn’t realize until it was too late that he’d meant for me to heed his warnings. That some part of him had hoped I would run, that I would escape him.

For too many years, vengeance had fueled him. It had taught him hate. The object of that hate? My father. And me? I was the means to my father’s end. Adam would destroy my father by destroying me. 

I accused him of being a monster, of being no different than those who took his sister, but even in the harshest moments, all I could see in his eyes was pain. And like a fool, all I wanted was to touch that darkness.

To make it light.

Retribution is a full-length, complete Dark Romantic Suspense novel. No Cliffhanger. Intended for mature readers for sexual situations, BDSM (dub-con).

If you'd like to be notified of new releases, you can sign up for my newsletter here. I only send one out to announce a new release so you'll receive less than a dozen a year. 

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A Scene from ALPHA #satspanks

Good Morning Saturday Spankers. Welcome back to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop hosted by Kathryn Blake. Today I'm sharing a piece from Alpha, my brand new Paranormal (shapeshifter) Romance. This scene is between Aria and Zane and is told from Aria's POV... 

“I told you to stay inside, didn’t I?” Zane asked. 

I didn’t answer, unable to speak as he walked us backward, my back suddenly against the wall, my arms pressed to it.

“You don’t listen very well though, do you?”

I shook my head no, not quite sure what was happening, not sure I wanted it to stop.

“Never did, not then, not now,” he said, referring to that night six years ago when he’d tried to stop me, to stop himself, when in the end, he’d given in. I’d been sixteen to his eighteen.

His face to mine, he inhaled deeply.

“Zane?”

“Shh, be quiet.” With his eyes open, he closed his mouth over mine, surprising me with the kiss. It started out slow, both of us tentative, the moment too fragile, and when he stopped, I thought it was over. But he leaned his forehead against the wall, his mouth near my ear, his breathing quiet. “I’m trying really hard not to want this, Aria.”

Blurb

Zane 

I knew one day she’d come looking for answers, I just didn’t expect that day to be today. Hell, I wasn’t any more ready now than I had been six years ago. But here she was asking questions about something she knew nothing about. About people she knew nothing about. 

People. 

I used that term loosely. We were monsters, all of us. Killers. And she sought out the most heinous of all: me. 

Aria Hale came with questions, questions to which only I had the answers, and she had every right to know the truth. But that didn’t mean I’d give it to her. In fact, I’d do whatever it took to keep her from ever finding out what really happened that night. 

I could live with blood on my hands, but I couldn’t live knowing she hated me. 

And if she ever did find out, she would hate me. 

Aria 

I guess he thought I’d leave the past alone. Let it die its miserable death. He didn’t know me very well though. 

Six years had passed since the night my life changed forever. The night I lost everything. Six long years since the only man who had any answers at all disappeared. Zane Von was the key to avenging what had happened that night. To understanding why they died and I didn’t. 

Neither of us knew it then, but that night, our lives were bound together irrevocably, whether he liked it or not. If he thought I’d walk away, turn my back on my past, well, then he didn't know me. 

Please note: Alpha is a dark paranormal (shapeshifter) romance intended for mature readers. It is a complete story. No cliffhanger.

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You Like To Watch? #satspanks

Welcome back to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop. Today, I'm sharing a piece from DEVIANT. This is the scene where Mia comes back to her hotel room to find Julien waiting for her in the dark (POV is Mia's)...

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I reached a trembling hand out to switch on the dimmest lamp. It took a little feeling around to find the cord and I pulled on it, but the exact moment I did was the exact moment I saw him. 

I let out a little scream and jumped backward, pressing my back to the wall as he rose to his feet and put a finger to his lips. 

“Shh.” 

How had I not seen him? How had I not sensed him? He hadn’t even been hiding, he’d been sitting there on the couch waiting for me. 

I swallowed as he stopped just a few inches from me. I turned my gaze up to his, his cold, blue eyes piercing through me as his gaze bore into mine before scanning me from head to toe. I don’t know how I didn’t scream then, don’t know how I stood there, trembling as I was, and it was only when he reached a hand to my chin and lifted my face to his that I even remembered to breathe. 

“You like to watch, Mia?” 

Blurb

Julien

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

She was the opposite.

But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate. 

There could be no witnesses, ever.  

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

But all good things must come to an end. 

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

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

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

Mia

Curiosity killed the kitten. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.

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

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