Relentless (Tortured Love Book 3) by Ravenna Tate

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Tortured Love, 3

For years, Blake the Snake, as he was known to his Alpha Chi Gamma brothers, took pictures of the conquests of auction winners having sex with their “prizes” at the fraternity’s annual Spring Bacchanalia. It was all in fun, until he stopped a young woman from being raped by the football player who had won her.

From that moment on, Blake Bombay’s life changed forever. He became obsessed with Kendra Kensington, and worked tirelessly to keep her safe. While watching her from afar, he plotted and planned for the day when she would be his. Trouble was, she didn’t know it. She never saw his face that night or learned his name. But that didn’t matter to Blake. She was his. She had always been his, and one day she would be with him forever.

Be Warned: anal sex, BDSM, sex toys, spanking

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Relentless is the third book in the Tortured Love series by Ravenna Tate, a darker series of stories than her other books that have proven to be a huge hit with her fans. This one is no exception.

We start off when our heroine is at a frat party in college. She’s with one of the football players who is ready to take her virginity. She decides to say no, but he’s not taking no for an answer. A photographer gets involved and removes him from her.

10 years later, Kendra is still dealing with the effects from that night. She isn’t very trusting of men, but has had a string of failed relationships. Blake has watched Kendra for all of this time, fixing everything that was wrong in her life, now she’s ready for him. But as he gets closer to her, it gets harder and harder to keep his secret. What will happen when she finds out the truth?

I really enjoyed this book quite a bit! I’ll admit, I got a bit frustrated at our two main characters about keeping their secrets. Blake was sweet, if not a bit on the creepy side since he had stalked her for 10 years, but he’s easily forgiven. And Kendra can be a bit overly cautious. But hey, she’s easily forgiven. The sex scenes in here are hot enough to burn down a house. Relentless is just THAT good!

This book gets 5 Simply Sensuous Stars

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Excerpt:

“Oh, wait. What have we here?” He turned her around so her back faced him, and brushed his hand across her soaking wet slit. “Oh, Kendra…”

There was no answer. She couldn’t even moan. She was lost in the heady sensations once more of his hands on her, caressing her in exactly the right way to bring an orgasm close. He played with her clit, teasing it until Kendra’s moans grew loud, and she pushed back against him, wanting more.

“What should I do with you, you naughty girl?”

Oh, what a question! “Anything you want.”

His soft chuckle sent a thrill racing through her. “You might regret saying that.”

“Not a chance.” Every cell in her body tingled with desire.

When he lifted her skirt, he brushed his hand over her ass cheeks, alternating them. “You really do have a beautiful ass.”

“Thank you.” She was out of her mind with need. Nothing existed except his touch on her skin.

The swats on her ass were light at first, but Kendra had to hang onto him once he began. She’d never been so turned on in her life. Her clit contracted in tiny spasms as the strikes grew harder, burning now each time he hit her. But at the same time, Kendra didn’t want him to stop. Her climax inched closer when she flexed her Kegel muscles, sending shockwaves of desire racing through her groin and out to her fingers and toes.

“Let’s see how much you like this.” He brushed his fingers over her labia. “Oh, wow. I’d say a lot.”

The giggles turned to moans as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. Blake kissed her neck while he finger-fucked her, his thumb now rubbing her clit in time to his thrusts. She clutched his arm for support as a crazy orgasm began, and when he realized what was happening, he bent her over the table until her she rested face down on the surface. Her torso was supported, but her ass was bare.

“Please don’t stop, Blake.”

“I won’t, sweetheart.” He continued moving his fingers in out of her until the climax finished. She was so wet, Kendra heard slurping sounds when he finally removed his digits from inside her pussy.

“Oh, fuck.” Blake spanked her a few more times on each cheek, harder this time, before she heard the sound of a zipper. “I can’t wait, Kendra. I’ve never done anything so fucking sexy in my life.”

The tip of his dick rubbed her ass cheeks, and Kendra was certain she’d go out of her mind long before he got it inside her. He ran one finger along the crack of her ass.

“I’m going to fuck you right here, on this table. What do you think about that?”

“Yes. Please!”

“Oh, Kendra…” He grasped her right hip and slid his cock into her pussy, groaning loudly. Kendra cried out in pleasure as he slammed into her. His thrusts were quick and powerful, and she loved it. Being taken like this, still fully clothed and bent over the dining room table, was the kinkiest thing she’d ever done.

While David Bowie sang about his China girl, Blake fucked her like a runaway train. When he massaged her clit again, another climax tore through her, making her dizzy with its intensity.

“Kendra … oh my God, this feels so damn fantastic!”

 

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Claiming His Human by Doris O’Connor

Knotty Girl Reviews welcomes one of it’s favorite authors with her amazing new release, Claiming His Human!

Welcome Doris!

Thank you so much for hosting my new release on your blog today. J 
 
Claiming his Human is book 6 in The Projects series, and readers will meet many a familiar face from the previous books.
 
Don’t worry, though, you do not have to read the previous books in the series, unless you’d like to, of course.
 
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Darius knows Holly is his from the first whiff of her scent in the air. Holly needs some convincing… especially when she finds out that the man she’s been lusting after turns into a huge grizzly bear.
 
Shifters defend their mates to the death…
Bear shifter Darius Longton never expected to find his mate in his favorite coffee shop, but one sniff of her scent in the air is all it takes for his bear to know the truth. This delicious, sinfully curvy redhead is his.
Too bad she’s human and far too fragile for his volatile bear.
Holly Trent cannot understand the instant attraction she feels for this man. One look from his heavy-lidded eyes is all it takes to set her knickers aflame with lust. However, she will not be another notch on his bedpost, no matter how much his voice alone makes her want to sink to her knees.
But when a customer gets heavy with her, everything changes. Darius’s defense of her places them both in terrible danger. Thrown headfirst into shifter council politics, it falls to Holly to save her mate.
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Claiming His Human is the 6th book in Doris’s Projects series and let me tell you, you’ll all be happy it’s back! Our shifter du jour is Darius James Longton, an alpha, dominant bear shifter. He finds his mate at a cafe in Covent Garden (London), a human named Holly who works there.
He has to work to impress his little human, who relocated to London to care for her mother. Holly has no idea shifters exist until a jealous ex causes a violent situation that Holly gets thrust into the middle of. Darius has no choice but to take responsibility for Holly to protect their secret, will this give him the chance to finally Claim his human? Grab yourself a copy and find out?
I absolutely loved this book! So much going on with this storyline and Darius is a hot, alpha, uber-dominant bear who is a wonderfully written book boyfriend that any woman (or man) would just swoon over. Holly is a tough cookie who is likable, submissive, but most definitely no pushover. The side characters are all just as interesting no matter the length of their appearance. Just a great read from Doris that you’ll want in your keeper pile to read over and over agin.
This book gets 5 Super Sexy Shifter Stars
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Darius’s eyes flashed from golden to brown and back again, and she lost herself in the intensity of his gaze.
“Holly, what are you doing?” he asked. The gravelly timbre of his voice shot straight to every one of her erogenous zones, not least because his scent increased and wrapped her into a cocoon of his earthy, spicy presence.
“I don’t know. I just want … please … I need.”
A hiss escaped him when she lowered herself back down on his lap and ground her by now sodden crotch over his cock.
Another one of those earth-shattering deep rumbles came from the man she was dry humping like some sort of wanton hussy, and in the next instant, his large fingers dug into her hips with enough force to leave bruises. Shivers of apprehension, or excitement, she wasn’t sure which raced down her spine.
Darius lowered his head so that their foreheads touched. Their breaths mingled, and the world stood still, as she waited for him to move, to do something, anything.
She couldn’t get her voice to work past the huge lump of emotion which clogged up her throat, so she simply breached the distance between them and pressed her lips against his. His groan rumbled through her, and then he took charge of the kiss. Just like before, their surroundings faded into the background, as he deepened the kiss, and she gave herself up to the myriad of sensations that immediately assaulted her. With his hands firmly clamped around her hips, she couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but tug at the strands of his hair which had come loose from his ponytail. The action seemed to incite his bear, because he broke the kiss, and ran his nose along her neck, inhaling deeply.
“Fuck, Holly, you better be sure, because all I want to do is push those panties away and bury myself deep inside your sweet cunt until you have no doubt who you belong to.”
He yanked her up slightly while he traced one hand along her hip until he could cup her pussy.
“So fucking wet for me, little one.”
Incapable of uttering anything but incoherent moans, Holly rubbed herself against that hand.
“Oh, yeah, I can smell your need. Tell me this pussy is mine. Ask me for my cock. I need to hear you say the words, my sweet.”
His voice, full of heated promise, didn’t sound like him at all, more animal than human, and she responded to the almost desperate tones in kind.
“Just fuck me already, will you?”
A sharp tug on her hair brought tears to her eyes, and she whined her disappointment when he pulled back to study her. Try as she might she couldn’t close the distance between them.
“Ask me nicely, girl, or I’ll stop this instant.”
Holly’s flippant reply stuck in her throat when she properly looked at him because the determination edged in his hungry features told their own story. He meant what he’d said, and despite the massive erection tenting his suit trousers, which must cost him dearly, he would get up and leave her wanting. His thighs flexed under hers, and Holly swallowed hard when he released his grip on her hair and grasped her wrists instead. She was no match for his superior strength, even if she had tried to resist him, as he slowly pulled her hands away from him, and pinned them behind her back. The action thrust her breasts out at him, and her breathing sped up when his gaze slowly dipped lower until it rested on her straining cleavage. Her nipples pushed against the fabric of her lacy bra, hard little beacons of lust pointing straight at Darius, positively begging for his attention. Darius transferred both her wrists into one of his large hands and then slowly brought his free hand into view. His knuckles skimmed across the hypersensitive tips of her nipples, and Holly whimpered her need.
A wicked grin flashed across his features, and he repeated the action several times until Holly was pretty sure she would self-combust if he didn’t do something else. Incomprehensible sounds spilled from her lips, and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the sight of his large, tanned hand against her pale flesh.
“Hmm, so beautifully responsive, my sweet. I bet you could come from this alone.”
Holly gasped in fascination as one of his fingernails formed into a wicked-looking claw, and he used that lethally sharp appendage to run ever tightening circles around first one nipple and then the other until Holly thought she would scream. When he added another claw to lightly score her skin the pleasure pain acted like a livewire of electricity connected her clit to her boobs.
Her hips took on a life of their own, and her pussy muscles clenched and released desperate for his cock to fill her.
“Please, I need to … please, Sir, I want your cock.”
The words were out of her mouth before her brain had even cottoned on to what she was saying. Darius stilled, his eyes flashed fire at her, and for the first time since she’d initiated this, a trickle of fear snaked up her spine. Not enough for her to put a stop to this, whatever this insanity which seemed to hold her in its grip would amount to, but enough to make her already far too fast heartbeat turn into a sledgehammer inside her chest.
Her vision dimmed, and all reasoning fled her brain in a puff of smoke because Darius looked more animal than human. He looked as though he wanted to eat her alive, and before she could even fathom his intention, her hands were free. The audible rip of her knickers giving way, as he tore them off her sounded far too loud in the quiet room, and then his fingers slipped inside her pussy and she groaned in need. Her head fell forward on his shoulders, even as she instinctively spread her thighs wider apart to give his questing digits better access.
“You’re so fucking wet, my sweet. Come for me, baby.”
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A Mate For The Sheriff by April Zyon

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Jessica Morris has a secret that could get her killed. Hiding in plain sight, pretending to be normal, is all she’s ever known. And even though she’s been lucky so far, she knows that she can’t hide in Shifter Falls forever. Getting involved with the town sheriff is the last thing she needs, but lately it’s all she can think about. Novak Porter has watched Jessica since the first day she came into town. He suspects that, like everyone else in Shifter Falls, she’s got a skeleton or two in her closet. She’s nervous around him, and for years he’s forced himself to give her time. But when a chance encounter throws them together for more than five minutes, Novak decides he’s tired of waiting. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep her around. Convincing her to work for him is easy, but getting her to believe in happily ever after might be a little more difficult.

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A Mate For The Sheriff is the 4th book in the Shifters-Match.com series by the oh so supremely talented April Zyon. I was totally excited when this came out. Though, to be honest, April could write a car manual and I’d probably get excited over that.

In this book, our heroine Jess is hanging out with the mated ladies of Shifter Falls, Phi and Quinn. Talk comes to her needing a job and they mention that the sheriff needs a secretary. Jess has been trying to avoid Novak Porter, whom she refers to as “Sheriff Hottie McHot” because she’s got a secret she’s been hiding, well, maybe two. One of them is that she’s his mate. The other could get her killed.

But a chance encounter puts them together and she has no choice but to spend time with him. Will he keep her safe once he finds out her big secret? And, just what kind of shifter is he? The town doesn’t even know. You’ll just have to read it to find out all of the answers. I promise, it’s worth it!

This is most definitely one for the keeper pile. Novak is one hot, sexy alpha shifter who does everything to keep his smart, sassy, …lady safe. You’ll want to pick up a copy!

I give this sexy shifter novel 5 Super Sexy Shifter Stars

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NOW AVAILABLE!

A Mate for the Sheriff

Shifters-Match.com Book 4

Author: April Zyon

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

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Jessica turned to the voice in the darkness. The sexiest voice on the face of the planet. “Sheriff,” she said, her pulse increasing when she turned to look at him.

He looked as if he had been built of stone, and again she wondered just exactly what sort of shifter he was. No one seemed to know, or be willing to share, which was very strange in a town like Shifter Falls. Then again, she didn’t let anyone know what she was, either, so it could just be a privacy thing.

“I’m not sure what’s going on, but suddenly all the electronics inside the car went completely dead. The lights, dash, everything. I’m afraid it’s the alternator, since it has a brand-new battery.” She might be a lot of things, but she wasn’t completely stupid. “And I think that Jagger’s cub swiped my cell phone, again, so do you think you could maybe call a tow for me?” She shook her head. “That little guy gets me every single time. I swear he’s taken more cell phones off of me than I can count. Phi is never able to find them, so there’s no telling what he does with them.” She was snickering as she said that. She didn’t know why she was talking so much, but she was.

The sheriff was watching her intently and didn’t seem all that bothered by her random rambling. He merely pulled out his cell and put in a call for a truck. “Mick will come get your car. He said to leave the keys on the passenger front tire since he might be a while. They had to pull a couple cars from a slough after some young twits decided that drag racing with their parents’ cars was a good plan. Come on, I’ll give you a ride home.”

She whistled. “Oh boy. I bet there are going to be some kids in serious trouble about right now. Thanks for the offer of the ride.” She grabbed her purse, locked the car, and put the keys on the front passenger tire as she had been instructed. “You’ll probably be going out of your way a bit. I live at twenty-nine Forest Acre Road.” It was a dirt road surrounded by forest and she loved it. Nature called to her, and at least there she didn’t have to worry about nulling any abilities as she typically did when she was near other witches.

“No worries at all. It keeps me out of the station until the parents have finally wound down to a dull roar and the kids have had a few minutes for everything to sink in. Anyhow, I think that an hour’s worth of stewing before I arrive to come up with some interesting charges might help the situation. By then I’ll know if the lawyers have actually been called in or not and can figure out how to play this to keep the kids from doing something worse down the line.” The sheriff held her door for her, then shut it when she settled into her seat. A minute later he was setting out reflective markers behind her car before sliding in behind the wheel to take her toward town and home.

“You are a good man. Too bad you can’t keep a secretary to save your gorgeous ass.” She felt her face turn red from heat when she realized she’d blurted that out. “Crap, ignore me. I don’t know what I’m saying.” She cringed, but then shrugged. Since it was too late to take her candid observation back, she pressed on. “Well, from what I understand, you have gone through thirteen of them inside of three months. That’s outstanding right there.”

He leveled a look on her she couldn’t read. She was only thankful he seemed to ignore her initial comment and it allowed her cheeks to cool. “I have a specific way I expect things to be done. And, I admit, my temper can get the best of me. Everything we do can be called into question inside a courtroom. If even one I isn’t dotted right, or a T was missed being crossed, that is potentially a dangerous offender being allowed out on the street due to clerical error. Unacceptable in my book so, yes, I have some impossibly high standards I expect to be carried out by every man and woman in the department.”

“No, not impossibly high standards. They are perfectly reasonable. The way that everyone made it sound you were seriously a neat freak nut job, but what you’re saying doesn’t sound like that at all.” She understood the importance of perfect record keeping, of ensuring that everything was where it should be at all times. “When the council took me on as their secretary, I had to redo a hell of a lot of stuff because the person before me couldn’t seem to understand that paperwork is filed by number then letter. Idiots.” She smirked and looked over at him. “I guess I have high standards as well. Then again since I’m a witch without abilities, I have to be able to contribute somehow, right? Especially with my mother’s coven proclaiming me to be nothing but a human.” That’s what all of Shifter Falls thought of her, and she was happy to keep it that way. When she’d first started out on her own, she’d wondered if it wouldn’t have been smarter, and safer, to try to hide even the fact that she’d been born into a witch family. Ultimately she’d decided that it was better to stick as close to the truth as possible. So she never tried to hide the fact that she had been born to witch parents. It was unlikely that she would ever run into anyone from her old coven, but on the off chance that she did, she didn’t want to arouse suspicion by being caught in a lie. Besides, being known as a witch without powers—therefore, more or less, human—kept her just as safe as if she’d tried to pass herself off as a normal human.

“I’m glad you understand. Few do,” he muttered. “I think the council foisted their rejects my way for some form of payback. They all loved the idea when the mayor had me run for office and I won by a landslide, but the minute I arrested the first council member and wouldn’t take a bribe, they started to wonder. Told them the same thing I told the mayor when he hired me—I was going to run things my way, and if they found someone that could run against me and get elected that would be the only way they’d get me out of that seat. They haven’t had any luck yet.”

Jess knew it was because the sheriff was respected by every citizen in the Falls as well as the other two cities that made up their exceptionally small county. While not everyone agreed with his methods and strict by-the-book ways, they liked how he’d cleaned up and kept the area protected from a drug problem several years back when he’d first taken the position.

“You cleaned up the area. No one would run against you. You’re too good at your job, so it is what it is.” She shrugged. “You are strict and you can be an ass from what I’ve been told, but then again there are a lot of falsehoods that fly through Shifter Falls, aren’t there?” she asked with a smile.

“True enough. The trick is determining what’s truth and what’s lie in everything that goes around town. It’s amazing what one can discover the moment they find that tiny thread and give it a tug. After all, there’s not a soul in this town that is exactly who they appear to be on the surface once you dig down a little further.”

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Guarding His Anchor (Canadian Muscle 2) by Kacey Hammell

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Series: Canadian Muscle (Book 2)
Genre: Contemporary/Suspense/Erotic Romance
W.C.: 57,400
Warning: Includes biting (Odaxelagnia) during sex
ISBN: 978-1-77339-185-4
Release Date: February 21, 2017
Publisher: Evernight Publishing

 

Canadian Muscle …
When Desires Need Protecting.
Charlotte Weber is no stranger to heartbreak. FBI agent Frank Shaw has swept in and out of her life as though she’s a revolving door, stomping on her heart in the process. Now that she’s finally had enough, he’s back again and seems determined to spin her life out of control.

Frank knows Charlie is the anchor for his lost soul, even though he can’t risk settling down. The demons of his past are too great, and he won’t run the risk of hurting her. This time, his only objective should be locating Charlie’s brother, Sean. But Charlie’s a complication, and not just because she refuses to believe Sean is guilty.

As Frank and Charlie fight for what they believe in, they also try to resist their powerful connection. The future is unclear, but when danger surrounds them, they are each other’s only anchor.

Reviews:
“…fast paced suspenseful romance to enjoy, if you like a high heat level! There is a beautiful chemistry between Charlotte and Frank! They can’t live together, however, they cannot stay away either! Their relationship is complicated! Frank is a complex character, and because he suffered a terrible childhood, he is still fighting his demons…Guarding His Anchor is very well written with an amazing plot and story line! I recommend this book to anyone who enjoys an erotic read! ~Nicole, Amazon

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Guarding His Anchor is the second book in the Canadian Muscle Series by Kacey Hammell. For those of you who read book one, Guarding Midnight, our couple from the first book, Gavin and Shree have just gotten married. Shree’s friend Charlotte, or Charlie has been getting angrier and angrier over the fact that the man in her life, Frank disappears for months at a time, treating her like a revolving door. Then he shows up in a friend’s apartment, shot. He’s apparently got some explaining to do!

Charlotte and Frank’s relationship just isn’t that simple, between family who may or may not be on the wrong side of the law, another man, facing down angry friends, and fighting off the charts chemistry, That’s not withstanding dealing with the slick new stranger in town and the threat to Charlie.

You start to wonder if Frank and Charlie are going to have a chance, but most definitely rooting for Frank. I absolutely loved this book and hope the series will continue. It’s another 5 Star success for Kacey Hammell!

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Charlie closed her eyes and leaned against the door. Tonight had resolved nothing. She’d tried to let Neal down easy, but everything she’d said had gone over his fucking head. Confusion rioted in her skull, throbbing non-stop.
A shift of movement caught her attention, startling her. She opened her eyes and lifted her head, standing tall, on the defense.
Oh, for crying out loud!
All she needed tonight was Frank Shaw in her house, staring at her with anger spitting fire from his eyeballs.
But there he was, eyeing her open collar and cleavage, fists bunched at his sides.
Frustration, sexual and otherwise thanks to him showing up when she least expected, curled around her like molten lava spilling from a volcano.
If he wanted a fight, he’d come to the right place.
“What the hell are you doing sneaking into my house?” she demanded, stomping toward him.
“Calm down. Vikki called, asked me to hang some fucking curtains. She said you were at the bar.”
“Can’t you think up a better excuse than that?”
His eyes roamed over her from head to toe. Damn that spark in his eyes when he gazed at her like that. Anger turned to potent hunger in seconds flat, watching her as if she were the prey and he the hunter … She swallowed hard.
“If I’d known you were home and … busy, I wouldn’t have bothered. Vikki said the back door was open.”
“I’ll talk to her about that.” Charlie sighed, then walked into the kitchen. “Her room is across the hall, last door on the right.”
Undeterred, he followed her. “Hot date, huh?”
“None of your business.” He was the very last person in the world she wanted to discuss Neal with.
He leaned on the island in the center of the room. “I guess Vikki wasn’t even aware you had a date tonight.”
No doubt Vikki didn’t cared anyway. She was Team Charlie and Frank, and Charlie wouldn’t be surprised if her pal had planned the whole thing. Hang curtains, indeed. At this time of night? Without running it past the owner, her roommate? Charlie suspected Vikki was up to no good.
“Doesn’t matter.” Charlie put the last of the wine in the fridge, grabbed a cloth, and cleaned the counters. “You can do it tomorrow when I’m at work. Good-night.” Focused on one spot, she scrubbed hard, hoping he’d take the suggestion.
“You look beautiful.” His soft comment skimmed along her ear as he moved in behind her.
“Frank, don’t. I just had another guy here, for heaven’s sake.”
“Doesn’t matter. It sure didn’t end the way he thought. I know when you’ve been fucked good and satisfied and when you’re not.”

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Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters. These days, as a multi- published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.

Mom of three, Kacey lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada.

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The Alpha’s Secret Mate by Ravenna Tate

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The last thing Makenna expected when she followed the fanatical group from her village into the woods, with the intention of spying on them, was to find her mate. A blood moon lynx from the very village rumored to have caused untold trouble for her own people, no less. She should run again, as far away as possible, but she can’t. A mate is a mate, after all, and this man is hers. No doubt about it.

Stone Rockwell has kept his mate a secret in order to protect her and his friends from further trouble, until his world is turned upside down soon after mating with the captivating leopard. The reason she fled her village is more complicated than he first realized, and Makenna’s true ancestry is tied to an ancient legend. When Makenna’s life is threatened, Stone may have to lose his own to save hers.

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking, rimming

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This is the third book in the Blood Moon Lynx series by Ravenna Tate, and it answers questions from the first two books as well as ties up any mysteries that may have been lurking about. Stone and Makenna’s mating was shrouded in secrecy thanks to the village she came from and as it turns out, her ancestry.

Arizona faces the council for his killing of the two jaguars that tried to kill his mate Gillian. And if Stone thought the surprises from his mate were over, she has another one for him. So there’s lots going on in this book that makes it a compelling read for sure.

I have to admit, I did give the author a little grief about the shifters wanting to get their mates pregnant so fast. I’m one of those, wait a while, enjoy each other first types. Which, seems to be pretty unpopular in romance lately and drives me batty. But shifters are animal, and they feel the need to procreate.

As always, Ravenna writes a riveting page turner that goes right into my keeper pile.

This book is a 5 star Growler

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Shivers ran up and down her spine as they ripped at each other’s clothes, stopping only to devour each other’s mouths in kisses so molten, she expected the sofa to catch on fire. As Stone tossed her shoes across the room, something fell to the floor and shattered, but Makenna didn’t bother looking around to see what it was. She was lost in the heady sensations of her mate’s hands and mouth on her body, and nothing else was allowed inside her thoughts.

“Try not to shift,” he said, sliding his tongue up one leg then the other. He stopped short of licking her pussy, which made Makenna crazy with desire.

“I can’t help it.”

“Yes, you can.”

She grasped his hair and moaned loudly when he brushed his fingers at the junctures of each thigh and the skin next to her labia. This was torture. All she wanted was his dick inside her. “Stone … please!”

A soft chuckle made her heart race. “This is the first time we’ve been completely alone for weeks. We’re taking our time, my love.”

So, it did bother him that everyone in the Benedict house could hear them. She hadn’t realized that until right now. “It’s so hard for me to wait, Stone.”

Fluttery kisses covered the insides of her thighs. His breath was so hot against her skin. Makenna’s clit throbbed now, and all he’d have to do was touch her and she’d climax. No doubt about it.

“You’re worth the wait, my love.” One quick lick up her wet slit gave her hope, but before she could do so much as moan, he moved higher and grasped her breasts. Makenna wrapped her arms and legs around him as he gently bit her nipples, covering them with licks in between the nibbles.

“I can’t get enough of you.”

“I hope you never do.”

The tender look he gave her sent fresh wetness to her pussy. “Never. You’re my life, Makenna. I will want you forever. I will love you forever.”

She pulled his face closer and kissed him, shoving her tongue into his mouth as desire spread through her body like wild fire. His cock was so huge now, rubbing her clit each time he moved. Makenna couldn’t wait any longer. She shifted a bit further, growled deep in her throat, and turned them over so she was on top.

Strong laughter filled the space between them, and he cupped her face. “I love it when you take charge like this. You’re so damn sexy.”

“I have to have you. Now.” She rose up enough to sheath his cock with her pussy, crying out as he released her face to grasp her hips instead.

“Then have me, love. All of me.”

He moved her up and down roughly, grunting and growling as he did. Each pass massaged her clit in exactly the right way, and when her orgasm came, it was so intense Makenna wasn’t sure she could keep breathing.

Before it ended, Stone moved her off him and rolled her onto her stomach. He settled himself between her legs and bent down, licking her asshole. “I’m going to fuck you in every hole. You want me, you’ll take me. Everywhere.”

“Oh, God!” She cried out in ecstasy when he slid two fingers into her puckered hole, gently stretching the walls. Nothing they’d done so far had been this raw and dirty, but she loved it. She wanted more. She wanted everything he had to give her.

When he gently slid his cock into her asshole, Makenna could do nothing but lie there while he fucked her. Stone slipped a hand underneath and massaged her clit, prolonging her climax. “Oh, Makenna! Fucking you is unlike anything in the world!”

The orgasm crested again when he licked the wound on her neck, and now her moans turned to whimpers as wave after wave of delicious pleasure washed over her. When he finally came, she was still lost in the headiness of being completely his. She’d totally given herself to him, and nothing anyone said or did could change that.

The hell with what awaited them back in the village. They’d simply stay here for the rest of their lives.

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Killer At Christmas by Kera Faire (With Bonus Interview at an Undisclosed Location.)

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A killer and a hooker? An unlikely mix, especially at Christmas.

Rio Buchanan, a government operative, and member of the Dispatchers specializes in seduction. He just never thought his target would be his ex-wife. Andie might be a hooker now, but there’s no way she’s a traitor. There’s only one way to get to the truth—kidnap her to keep her safe.

Andie doesn’t know what to think when Rio disrupts her life again, let alone when she wakes up in a prison cell shackled to him, and not in a fun, kinky way. The secrets of his job already ended their marriage. Will they now end her life too?

Imprisoned on the Death Isle, they have to work together to catch a traitor, and discover if they can forge a new life together.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

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We travel once again to the Dark Isle. Kera Faire’s series about the government sanctioned dispatchers continues, and this time it’s with Rio. Short for Lothario, a.k.a Don Juan, and a few other aliases. Have you guessed what one of Rio’s methods of information extraction is? Other than poisons and strangulation that is.

He gets an assignment he’s not to thrilled about. His next target is his ex-wife Andie, who he has to drug and ‘seduce’ information out of. He’s also told that she’s a ‘hooker’ and that she’s also teaching classes. Rio finds this impossible to believe, so he goes and fetches her.

Andie left Rio because of all of the secrets. Now, she’s caught right back up in them when she finds herself shackled to Rio. The sparks fly , and misunderstandings make for some pretty amusing moments.

This was a short, holiday Dark Isle by Kera that was totally enjoyable. Of course, being in Scotland, there is Scottish slang in the book, but it only adds to the experience and makes it all the more authentic.

This book gets 5 Happy Hooker Orgasms

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The Interview:

I’m sitting in a bar somewhere in Scotland. I don’t know exactly where, because I was picked up in London, blindfolded, and put on a private plane. After the plane ride and a car ride, I was brought into the bar, where I was placed into the seat and the blindfold removed. I was told to have a drink and someone would be with me shortly.

The bartender gives me the ginger-ale I asked for, and underneath, a note.

“Be outside the back door in 5 minutes”

So, I drink half my soda, nip to the restroom—somewhat weirdly marked Lasses—and by the time I make it to the car, my legs are wobbling. Me thinks there was more than Ginger in my ginger-ale. The last thing I remember is a hood going over my head as I’m placed in the back of a limo.

When I wake up, my hands are tied behind me, my ankles tied together. Well, this could get interesting. I’m in what looks like a sitting room. Then, a tall, well built man walks in the room with black, braided hair.

 

“Rio I presume. I certainly hope the rest of the Dispatchers look like you. (and as kinky, I mumble) So, just how did you come about that name?

 

And…while I’m at it, whatever made you decide to get into your…ahem..specialty?”

 

Rio glares. “Godalmighty not another arsy woman, why oh why do we always get those? Read the book and figure it out.”

 

Someone I hadn’t noticed steps up in front of him… and ohh my flicks my chin with his finger.

 

“Hey Ri, come one, you know why. Kera won’t dare give us pussy-wusses. This one is mine you have Andie.” He turns slightly, and smiles.

 

Oh god, drool and damp panties alert.

 

“Sweet cheeks who are you and why are you here?”

 

Sweet cheeks? Oh lord I’m a gonner.

 

Looking at the newcomer in the room almost has me totally forgetting why I am here. He’s a tall, built, mocha, and hotter than hades MacHottie.  The accent alone has me melting into a puddle of goo. However…Arsy? What in the Hell does he mean by that!

I’ve got the man I’m here to see glaring at me like I was their national insect…that midge I’ve heard about. And then, I’ve got tall, dark, and dare I say Dominant, taking ownership of me like …like…well, a Dom. I was tired, cranky, thirsty, and I had no idea why I was being treated like I was in a bad re-enactment of good cop-bad cop. So I struggled to sit up and glared right back.

 

“Listen, McGarrett and Dano, I was invited here. Got a nice, shiny, invite. Someone sent a pretty plane, then blindfolded me, drugged me, and now here my ass sits. I’m cold, tired, thirsty from what I believe was a double hit of knock-out juice, and If I didn’t know any better, some seasickness. “

 

My little outburst got me a raised eyebrow from Rio, and this odd look from the sexy guy. I’d swear he wanted to spank me or something. Or, It could be I read too many books by Kera, Raven, and that bratty Doris chick. I figure, in for a penny right?

“So…yeah, interview questions. I write a book blog, and when I can, I try to help out. Which makes me the not-arsy, definitely not a pussy-wuss, run of the mill, blogger. That’s all.”

 

Can anyone say Foot-in mouth? Both men just stared. Then the new guy chuckled.

“Oh this one is mine. Definitely mine.”

 

I put on my best shocked face as I looked back and forth between the two of them. I was trying as hard as I could to get the rope off my wrists, but I dare say I was just doing damage.

 

“Yours? What do you mean, yours? And what about my interview.?” I asked MacYummy.

 

He looked at me, considering. It was such a deep look, if you get my meaning, that I squirmed. Then he grinned. Now I know where the expression wicked evil grin came from.

 

“Sweet cheeks, sassing a Dom is not a good way to start. But I’ll cut you some slack as you’re unknown to me and I to you. What do you want to know?”

 

“I um thought I was going to talk to Rio about his and Andie’s story, Killer at Christmas.”

 

 

 

He winked and tugged me closer. “I’m his stand in. He had to see his lady about a small matter of some kitchen utensils and their improper use. So it’s just you and me. Ask away.”

 

I was going to kill Kera for this. Yup, that wine I bought her was going to have a re-enactment of the Boston Tea Party. The fishies would be getting drunk.

 

I was getting a bit woozy with MacHottie being so close. He was hot, Dominant, and that accent. Being tied up wasn’t helping me one bit.

 

“First, how about taking the restraints off? Then, maybe something to drink? As far as the book goes, my first question would be, if Rio’s job is to seduce information out of a target, how does that bode for a marriage? “

 

The look he gave me would fell a bigger person than me at twenty paces.

“Who says it is?”

Oh hell, hardly started and put his back up. That flustered me.

“Well in the book…” I stopped suddenly.

He narrowed his eyes. “Ah yes in the book. Well, sweet cheeks you need to read on. All I will say we do what we have to do. Our ladies accept this or go. There is no middle ground. A Dispatcher is what we are. Not necessarily what our ladies want but if they love us, as we do them, they understand why we do what we do.” he paused and his eyes went dark. A sad sort of dark that I wished I knew how to banish. “And when.” He visibly shook himself. “Ah well, ce la vie. Next question. Then I ask you one.”

 

Obviously, I’d hit upon a nerve, that I’m guessing , involved a woman. One he probably wasn’t over. But I wasn’t going there, I wasn’t TMZ. I scooted myself up and back as much as being tied up allowed.

 

“You know, this was supposed to be with Rio, I understand you all have healthy libidos, but seriously. And speaking of libidinous pursuits, are all of you Dominant here? Is it a hiring qualification by Crabtree?”

 

It was getting awfully warm in here, and it seemed no matter how far I moved away, it wasn’t far enough. What did I agree to?

 

“Water…please?”

 

He put a sports bottle to my lips. “Sip it, no choking.” He waited until I nodded I’d had enough and then stared at me intently. “You my love, agree to whatever I decided unless you cry red. That means it’s over. All of it. You wave bye-bye and disappear off into the sunset.”

“Just like that?”

I swayed and he chuckled. I was beginning to distrust that darned laugh.

“That sweet cheeks is question number three. Which one do you want me to answer?”

Damn him.

 

“Are you all Doms.” I mumbled, sweating from excitement and arousal.

“Are we what?” That one question made me go hot, cold and hot again. How could I forget?

“Are you all Doms, Sir?”

Well now let me see.” He prowled around me like a panther ready to strike. “I can’t answer for everyone, but probably. I am at any rate.” He hunkered down and took my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “My turn now. Does the fact I am dominant make you wet?”

How to answer that without incriminating myself. And did it really matter?

 

Damn it! Heads were rolling when…if I got out of this kerfluffle. ‘It’s just a simple interview’ she said. ‘Think of it as a vacation.’ She said. ‘Nothing will happen you don’t agree..’ ohhh, I’m gonna have some words.

 

He was right in my face, and I tried to look away, but he had me gripped too firmly. Was that a whiny little moan that just came out of my mouth? “Answer me Sweet Cheeks, last warning”

 

“If I say yes, does that get me three more questions…Sir?

“No it gets you a striped ass, if you’re not careful. I think we need to terminate this here and now. When we discover who and what we might be, say in a month or three, we could reconvene for more. “Meanwhile,” he winked. “Rio and Andie are happy,Dark Isle is safe and us? Well we have some exploring to do.”

To Be Continued……

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Obsession By Design (Weathermen 2) By Ravenna Tate

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The Weathermen, 2

On her first day working for Emmett Radcliffe, President of Radcliffe Software and Web Design, Liane Peyton learns that Emmett hired her not only for her design skills, but for her coding abilities. Liane finds herself building a secret database for Emmett and his friends, but saving the planet isn’t Emmett’s only obsession. He has his sights set on Liane, and he will stop at nothing to have her. 

Emmett is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth. 

They call themselves the Weathermen…

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, spanking, rimming, flogging, public exhibition, sex toys, forced seduction

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The Weathermen series moves to book two and the next hot, dominant, rich, business man. Did I say dominant? Just checking. I’m already loving this series, and there are plenty more books to go. As you may or may not know, we are well into the future, 2124. A group of hackers have invented a virus called the Tommy Twister which has invaded the Madeline Project and has forced people to live underground due to the severe weather. (The beginning of every book explains what happened.)

In this book, Liane is hired by Emmett Radcliffe to work on a top secret project because of her coding abilities. But soon she realizes he wants her for a lot more than her talent in coding. Just from the description of Emmett in the pages alone, he sounds absolutely hot! And the books in this series just keep getting better and better. But that’s not a surprise, after all, we are talking about Ravenna Tate here. Her Alpha males and their sassy, confident females always manage to entice this reader and leave me wanting more! Thank goodness there IS more!

This book gets 5 Twisted Orgasms

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She pushed her hips against his erection and moved her tongue over his, imitating his movements. She needed this man inside her right now or she was going to die from desire. Was that possible? It had to be, because she’d never felt such intense longing.

His mouth still on hers, he backed her up against the sideboard and then released the kiss. “Turn around.”

Once again, she obeyed without hesitation. Emmett leaned her over the furniture, next to her laptop. Her bra and panties stared her in the face as he tugged her hair until her head was back, and then he licked her neck. “I’m going to fuck you, Liane. And you’re going to take it.”

She cried out in pleasure as he moved his other hand over her ass, giving each cheek a couple of hard smacks. The dress wasn’t thick, and it stung, but she absolutely adored it. He let go of her hair and pushed the dress up, revealing her ass. “Oh yes. I knew you had a nice one.” His hands caressed her cheeks, moving down the backs of her thighs and up her lower back. “You are exquisite.”

Liane didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. All she could do was close her eyes and absorb the sensations. Never had she been taken like this. This was heady and raw. It sent her emotions spiraling out of control and her arousal to places it had never gone.

He told her to spread her legs a bit, and then he slipped a finger into her ass crack and underneath to her throbbing clit, over and over, until she pushed back against him and writhed against his touch. “Please…” she whispered.

His lips grazed her neck. “Please what?”

“Oh…”

Emmett slid a finger between her moist folds, and Liane cried out again as fresh desire raced through her. “You are soaking wet.”

“I can’t help it. You did that to me.”

“Mmmm … I can’t wait to taste it.”

Her exhale came out in a shudder, and when he pushed his other hand into the opening at the front of the dress and placed it over her left breast, she began to whimper. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger while she shook her head back and forth, silently begging for release.

“I wonder how these taste.”

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want, Liane. In detail. Or I won’t do anything more than I’m doing right now for the entire night.”

How the hell did he have this kind of control? Was he human?

“I want you to make love to me.”

He chuckled, and shivers ran up and down her spine. Emmett gave her nipple a squeeze, and the tiny jolt of electricity it sent straight to her clit forced a loud moan from her. “You’re going to have to do better than that, gorgeous. Come on. Use your imagination.”

Shit. He was going to torture her with sex. “Okay. I want you to lick that.”

Another squeeze, this one tighter. She cried out again. “That what? Use real names. Come on, Liane. You’re a grown woman with a lush body. Own it. Tell me what you want me to do to every square inch of it.”

“Spank me more. I loved that. And lick my nipples. And suck them. Please.”

“Good girl.” He moved his hand to the other breast, where he proceeded to tease it in the same way. Then he slipped a long finger into her pussy, slowly, while she let out a long moan. “Don’t stop. Tell me more. What else do you want me to do to you?”

“Fuck me. With your tongue, your fingers, and your dick.”

“Good girl. Very good.” He moved his finger in and out gently, and the movement sent shock waves straight to her clit. She was going to come. No doubt about it.

“I can’t think anymore.”

He kissed her neck. “Yes, you can.”

“You mentioned tying me to your bed.”

“Yes, I did.” That voice! It washed over her until no other sound existed. “Tell me about that. What do you picture when you think about it?”

“I’ve always had fantasies.”

He moaned softly as he continued playing with her nipple and her pussy. “Is that true? Tell me about them. Please, Liane.”

The realization this was turning him on just as much sent her excitement level through the roof. “I want you to tie me down and spank me, and then fuck me silly. Fuck me until neither one of us can breathe.”

“Oh my God. You shall have your wish, beautiful lady. But first, if I don’t get inside that hot, wet pussy I’m going to come in my pants.”

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The Christmas Letter by April Zyon

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Will a Christmas letter be enough to restore his faith in love?

Dante had been serving his country faithfully as one of the elite SEALs when he got word of his baby sister’s death. To say he had been devastated would have been an understatement. He was taken out of commission, away from the only job he ever knew, to take care of the niece he only saw when he was on leave. He toyed with the idea of allowing them to put her with a foster family—for about two minutes.

Noelle Henry spat out form letters for children who wrote to Santa Claus each holiday season. When she read a letter written in crayon from a six-year-old named Molly Davidson she knew that she couldn’t simply send the child the standard letter, especially since she had known the child’s late mother. Instead, Noelle wrote a personalized letter for the little girl, something that would likely get her fired. She never anticipated what would develop between her and Molly’s new guardian, Dante

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The Christmas Letter is the first book in a new series by April Zyon called Davidson Center. And despite the fact it’s a holiday short, it’s a full and brilliant story that has huge things going for it.

The story starts with loss, and our hero Dante has to come home from military deployment to take over the care of his niece. He does so without complaint and with a whole lot of love.

Noelle is in charge of answering the letters that children send to Santa. When she comes across Molly’s, she realizes she knows her. She decides to send her a hand written response.

After watching Dante jog, Noelle runs into him. Their chemistry is electric. But when Christmas comes around, Dante learns a lesson in what believing is all about.

This was such a wonderful story of loss, love, hot sex, and the meaning of family. Done so, so, right as April does so well! Can’t wait to read the next book in the series!

This book gets 5 Merry Old Orgasms

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White Mountain Christmas (White Mountain Shifters 6) by Sara Anderson

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Blair and Cole are celebrating their first Christmas as parents of twins. After a very hard pregnancy, Blair is overjoyed that the babies are both fine and life has calmed down. Now, Blair is looking for a way to spread the happiness she feels. 

When she meets a mother and child, who were rescued by shifters from a violent cult, Blair knows she has found the way to share her joy, and resolves to give them a nice Christmas to make up for all the horrors they’ve endured. 

But, between building parade floats and baking Christmas treats, can Cole and Blair make time to keep their romance alive?

Be Warned: spanking, bondage, sex toys

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Next up is another amazing Evernight author. (There seems to be a pattern going for me here…) Sara Anderson. To be fair, I’ve been a HUGE fan since her Sci-Fi series. (Yup, I’ll be reviewing them here too!) But I’m a massive fan of this shifter series.

In this holiday short, we revisit Cole and Blair. (Mmmm Cole.) Another point? These ladies got me into shifters as well, because I’d certainly love one of THESE shifters. But I digress… Blair decides that she’s going to spread the Christmas spirit to others, in particular, Beth. Beth is the abused, pregnant, mother of a toddler who was rescued from the same cult as Rebecca. (The Forgotten)

Of course, we get to see the smoking hot BDSM scenes between Cole and Blair. (so yummy). It’s a short holiday read, but so satisfying. And it seems like a wonderful set up for the next book.

This book gets 5 Naughty Orgasms

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Cole turned and looked at Blair, and once again, it struck him how much he loved this woman. She had a baby in each arm and swayed as she sang along with “Baby, It’s Cold Outside”.

Aiden and Alex’s eyes were drifting closed, and it wouldn’t be long before they both drifted off to sleep. Cole came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her to sway with the music. Her head fell back against his chest as they moved slowly in a dance around the living room.

This was what Cole always felt was a perfect evening. Holding his mate and his cubs together as they danced around the living room. They didn’t need to talk to feel the connection to one another, just sway to the old Christmas song.

Once Aiden and Alex were as limp as overcooked noodles, Cole guided Blair to the nursery and he helped to lay them down. They snuggled them down into their crib, making sure the boys cuddled. The twin bond was strong between them, and they slept better when they touched.

Pulling the door closed ‘til only a crack was open for a bit of light, Cole then led Blair to their bedroom next to the nursery. She loved the view of his ass in those tight jeans of his. Cole was the definition of sexy to her.

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Blair’s body began to heat up as Cole gripped the bottom of her little black sweater and pulled it up and over her head. “Baby, I told you that outfit was so sexy on you, but I think it looks so much better on the floor.”

Blair felt the rush of cold air as her sweater hit the floor. She grinned up at him. “You look just as good with your clothes joining mine.”

Cole’s heated gaze moved slowly up and down her body that was only in a bra and panties, and then he glanced at her clothing on the floor. “Definitely better on the floor.”

Blair shook her head as Cole picked her up and carried her to the floor in front of the fire.

“Give me just a second,” he said as he stood her on her feet. He grabbed a soft blanket and laid it in front of the fireplace, then pulled Blair over. “Lie down.”

Blair dropped down onto the blanket and let Cole guide her to her back. Cole quickly undid his belt, slid his jeans down his legs, and kicked them off. His shirt soon followed, and he dropped to his knees.

Blair only had a moment to wonder what he was going to do.

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