Sexy on the Run ~ Ethereal Protector ~ A Wicked Halloween ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS152

Hello Sexy Saturday visitors. I want to apologize to my fellow authors. I usually enjoy reading all your contributions on Saturday or Sunday, but my summer has been ridiculous and I just haven't been at a computer or had the time. I promise to try harder going forward! Reading on the run? Maybe. Sexy on the run? Totally. Here's seven sentences where Summer is walking with Duncan, a prospective date.

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Duncan led her along the paved walks, asking her questions when she wasn’t posing her own. Somehow, he had more than she did. They took a winding route to Central and he squeezed her hand, holding it to his chest. “It has been great getting to know you, Summer. I look forward to tomorrow. Perhaps another walk?”

“I’d like that.” To her surprise, she meant it.

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Damon ran his hand over the short hair covering her sex, forking around her clit. Melody tensed in anticipation of his touch. His fingers fell between her folds and spread them open. His middle finger curled up between the others to flick her clit.

She let out a sigh, embracing the rush that followed his caress on her most sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Hmm, let’s do this a little longer, shall we?” Melody saw a drop of saliva fall from his mouth onto his finger and it moved more easily over her exposed nub.

The continued circling went from a zing to something closer to burning. She pulled against her bonds again, this time bending her knees, wanting to shift in or out of that touch—she wasn’t sure which. The hold on her ankles dug in with her attempts, the plush lining stopping it short of pain. Too well secured, all she could manage was to shift her hips a little to the left or right.

“Hold still, Mel,” Damon said, putting his free arm down across her hips, helping to pin her. He kept up his teasing until the thought she’d scream. Continuing to burn, each new circle made her more crazed than the last. Despite how hot it made her, she didn’t quite reach orgasm. Her empty pussy ached and clenched but found no purchase, making her squirm even more.

“Fuck, that’s maddening. I want to squeeze something in my pussy so badly.”

“Do you? Well then.” He picked up the rabbit and inserted it. “There you go. Come for me.”

Melody didn’t need a lot of coaxing, just a few more strokes on her clit and she clamped down on the toy and ground her hips into the mattress. The fire that had been concentrated in that one spot shot through her blood and made her whole body burn.

“Oh, yeah, sir. Yes.”

Tantalizing Tuesday #lesbian #japanese What is going on?

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Eiko’s red hair spilled down her pale back and seemed aflame in the sun. Yuki brushed her finger down Eiko’s back, but she didn’t stir, obviously still asleep. Rather than wake her, Yuki dressed and slipped out of the house.
She fell into a sitting position as she emerged in the middle of the park. Blinking in confusion and dismay, Yuki rose slowly and turned in a circle. How had she gotten to the park so quickly? Why did she feel so disoriented? Rather than head to campus, Yuki traced her steps from the park to the house. Except, after the right number of turns, she found herself on a block she didn’t recognize, one that didn’t have any houses.
Something was wrong. Unfortunately, if she wanted to get to class on time, she had to get going. By the time her classes were finished, Yuki was convinced that she had taken a wrong turn.
The same thing happened a few weeks later when Eiko hadn’t been waiting for her outside her classroom. Yuki didn’t think anything of that, assuming her lover was at home. However, when she passed the park, she found herself on the same strange block with no houses. This time, she worried.

My Sexy Crush ~ Ethereal Protector ~ A Wicked Halloween @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS151

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A swish of grass made her jump. She ran to her clothes and held them to herself, trying to cover her nakedness. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” Geoffrey entered the moonlit meadow, hands spread wide. “That was beautiful.”

Yanking her dress on and using her apron to hold it without buttons, she rounded on him. “You fool boy. Do you know what might happen if they caught you here? Bad enough they come for me, but I’m just a widow. You have parents, sisters. They need you.”

“I need you.” He came close enough to touch her hair. “You looked like an angel, and I could feel something building and growing.”

She closed her eyes and waited for her first reactions to die down. Yelling at him would accomplish nothing. “That would be magic. Now, go tell them I’m a witch and let’s have this done.”

His eyes widened and he took hold of her shoulders, pulling her into a tight hug. “Never! You’re a witch, but I love you, Mary. I am going to protect you.”

Summer softened, rubbing her hand up and down behind him. A man again, his back was broad and strong. “Thank you, Geoffrey.”

He backed up enough to meet her eyes. “I mean it. I love you. I want you to marry me.”

Destiny's Favor - Orlosian Warriors book 2

Destiny’s Favor (Orlosian Warriors Bk. 2)

Destiny’s Favor synopsis His world shifted the moment she was born. Now, nothing can stop him from making her his.

Imagine meeting a man who looks like an angel, wings and all? What would you do if this man told you he existed with only one purpose – to claim you and only you?
Destiny Carter is a feisty, take charge, Rubinesque beauty with a tough façade, who finds herself in that age old quandary, “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.” A string of lackluster relationships leave her hopeless and ready to settle…Until she meets Japheth, the man her fiancé claims is his best friend! Japheth’s arrival is heralded by an attack on Destiny’s life, and instinctively, she knows this is just the beginning.
Born more than 200 years ago, Japheth looks like an angel but he’s far from it. In his world, the ratio of men to women is 500 to 1, and although he’s a superior being, he’s willing to break the most sacred law of his brothers, even drink human blood, to have one meant for him alone.
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As soon as they left the room, Destiny removed her hand from his and reached for her book. She gave him that suspicious look again, pursing her lips before she spoke. Sitting in a chair directly across from the sofa, she narrowed her eyes and openly asked, “What is it about you that sets me on edge?”
Japheth lifted one corner of his mouth. Charming. This little female continued to challenge him. “You tell me. Can you sense that we are connected?”
He crossed his arms, taking special notice of the quickening of her heartbeat and imagined her luscious chocolate nipples tightening to taut buds just waiting for his tongue. He braced himself for the lie, her sweet scent of arousal even stronger now.
“You and me? No. I’ve never met you before.” And there it was, right on cue.
She placed the book on the table beside her and stood, her expression daring him to come closer. “I don’t think Robert would like…”
The air shifted with her movement, and Japheth closed his eyes briefly, basking in her scent. Just one taste. He opened them, moving toward her. “Robert. You’re not going to say anything to Robert. If I decided to take you for myself right now with Robert in the next room, he would be the least of my problems. Whether or not we’ve met before has nothing to do with our connection.”
Destiny glared at him and took a step back. “If you decided to take me?” She pointed her index finger at him as she continued. “You listen to me, you arrogant bastard, you don’t decide to do anything…”
J narrowed his eyes and took another step toward her, closing the distance she’d tried to put between them until he was mere inches away. His conscience, long quieted into silence, balked at the idea of entrancing her and taking her so far from Robert she would forget he existed. There was something about her that made her willingness to be with him more important than his desire for her. Her wants and needs took precedence over his own. He shook his head, silencing his conscience again.
Destiny stumbled forward, an apparent moment of dizziness, placing the index finger of her right hand at her forehead and the palm of her left hand on his shoulder to steady herself. She blinked several times, her dark lashes appearing to move in slow motion, and looked into his eyes as if seeing him for the first time.
J wasn’t sure what was happening. He hadn’t done anything to entrance her. He had wanted to, but he was certain he had restrained himself, yet she tilted her head up and kissed him. A mere brush of her velvety-soft lips sent a spark of possession through his entire body. He gripped her upper arms, dragging her body against him, and deepened the kiss.
Seekers. He couldn’t shake the feeling that they were getting closer this time – that his contact with Destiny would make him and her easier for them to locate. His feelings were always right.
He loosened his grip, allowing her to step back. The fact that she had already been attacked at least twice meant his enemies had found her. Although she had not described her attackers, J knew that the same evil creatures he had decimated at the bus station had attacked Destiny before his arrival. He had quickly wiped Destiny’s memory of the attack as well as Robert’s, but to his surprise, guilt twisted inside him. He did not like wiping her memory or altering her in any way. Her connection to him placed her in danger, and he wanted her to fully understand whatever decision she made.
She stared into his eyes. “Oh, I, um, that’s not what I, I mean, I didn’t…”
Destiny’s gaze shifted slightly, and she took in a sharp breath.
J frowned, clenching his jaw before turning to face Robert. Dammit. His heart plummeted when he saw her reaction. He had sensed the moment Robert awoke, but Destiny commanded every bit of his consciousness. She was all he could think about, and he needed her away from Robert. He also didn’t want her hurt in any way. He felt her pain and confusion, the new sensation throwing him off balance for a moment. He had always known he had the ability to feel another’s emotions, but until now, he had never allowed anyone to get close enough.

Dariel Raye

Dariel is an animal lover who writes IR/MC (interracial/multi-cultural) paranormal and dark urban fantasy romance. She is presently writing a shifter series, “Dark Sentinels,” a reluctant hell-dweller series, “Kushiel’s Keep,” two Nephilim series with vampire-like heroes, “Orlosian Warriors” and “Cain’s Progeny,” “Lifegivers,” a paranormal romance series with a variety of beings, a crossover paranormal thriller shifter trilogy with romantic elements, “Gateway,” and an erotic fantasy newsletter serial. To learn more about Dariel and her books, visit her blog,  join her newsletter, and follow her on  Amazon.



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#MidWeekTease Ethereal Protector - A Wicked Halloween #contest

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It was several blocks and took her half an hour to reach, but relief led her to stand straighter as she slid the key into 4 Holly Street.
“I’m home.” The house echoed her. She pulled her luggage in and closed the door, leaving it at the entrance. She tugged off her wet boots and left them and her tote bag there as well. Time to check the place out.
The home had been rented off and on over the years, when there wasn’t a Parker to live in it. Her acceptance to Salem State University’s School of Social Work had come just as their property manager was listing it to rent out again. Two other girls would make their way here over the week.
Although classic, the house had been maintained and renovated over the years, so it looked quaint, but had central heating, hot water on demand, and proper outlets in all the walls. There was even an Ethernet outlet in the sitting room under an old writing desk that had been converted for a keyboard tray and monitor.
“Sweet.” Summer ran her hand over the warm brown wood, polished to shine. She had opted not to keep the cleaners, saving a few pennies by keeping house herself. It wasn’t an option to normal renters. The cleaning crew could alert the management company of problem tenants before much damage could be done.

Summer shivered with a chill that was likely the result of rain water. Her hair, where it had escaped her hood, dripped. She shrugged off the slicker and left it with the boots, then took her tote and suitcase up the stairs. Creaks accompanied her climbing, and that sound echoed as well. She would have to set up a portable stereo or something. The place was too creepy with no one in it. There were four bedrooms in total—two tiny, one fairly large and a master suite, which she claimed.
She snorted at the thought. It had a sink attached. Not even a toilet. Not really a suite. It was the largest bedroom, though, and would give her somewhere to brush her teeth and fix her hair once her roommates arrived.
Flopping on the bed, she looked up at the plaster ceiling and saw a myriad of tiny cracks. Was that a bad thing? Would pieces of it start falling on her? Standing on the duvet in damp socks, she stretched to see it better.
“Ew.” They weren’t cracks but strings of cobwebs, tons of them. She couldn’t reach, but she would be back with a broom before sleeping. And she might not be able to sleep even then.
She would head out for food—eat out tonight or get groceries for tomorrow—but there was one more thing to do before that. Her tablet rested in her tote bag, and she sent a message to Mom, Aunt Marge, and Della, her best friend from Montreal. They would all want to know that she arrived safely, that the house was in great shape—she didn’t mention the cobwebs, the cleaners hadn’t been in since the last renter left—and she was excited to start class in a couple of days.
Formalities done, she looked out the window into the grey September evening and considered ordering in pizza. It made more sense to get groceries, though. After all, she would need breakfast as well. Judging the rain, she wondered if it was worth waiting for it to pass.
She spun around, the overwhelming sense of someone watching her coming from the closet. That made no sense. She opened the doors wide, revealing a bare bar with several hangers that rattled as air swept out.
Leaning in, Summer looked left and right, examining the corners. Maybe it was a mouse. Nope.
She hopped down the stairs and put on her jacket. Suddenly groceries and rain seemed better than staying where she was. Had Aunt Marge said anything about high turnover, or infestations, or anything? She set a quick pace and tried to recall, but nothing came to mind. The turnover was high, but that was just because students only stayed for a few years. Still, she would email Marge tonight.
When she returned with the groceries, her arms aching slightly from the weight of them, the eerie feeling was gone. Relieved, she took her time putting away milk, bread, cereal, and everything else. The deli sandwich came last and she took her time eating it.
Climbing the stairs, she yawned. It had been a long trip and she hoped for a less grey day tomorrow.
When she was curling up in bed, the sensation of being watched returned. “Who’s there?” she asked, feeling stupid. Who was going to answer her?
There was no reply, but her bedroom door squeaked on its hinge, swinging in slightly. She closed her eyes and told herself it was her imagination. One thing was certain, she would be thrilled when her roommates arrived. This place was too empty, just like the large bed, filled with only herself.

Tantalizing Tuesday #japanese #lesbian Moving in

Yuki moves in. Check all the teasers on our blog.

At the end of the month, Yuki packed her few possessions and moved them into her home. Yuki had visited many times, but as Eiko had, always left before morning. Eiko would walk her out, even in the late night, at first all the way home. Yuki argued that it was no safer for Eiko to be out alone than it was for herself. That was when Eiko stopped at the edge of the park, sneaking a moonlit kiss before Yuki emerged from the green foliage into the light of streetlamps.
She expected it to feel strange, or new, moving into this house, but it was neither. She felt as though she were coming home.
What was strange came a month after living with Eiko. Every morning, Eiko walked with Yuki to class, even though, as far as Yuki could discern, Eiko didn’t take any classes. For whatever reason, Yuki could always count on the redhead’s company, until the morning she woke before Eiko.
Eiko’s red hair spilled down her pale back and seemed aflame in the sun. Yuki brushed her finger down Eiko’s back, but she didn’t stir, obviously still asleep. Yuki dressed and slipped out of the house.

My Sexy Showdown ~ Switching Up ~ Alpha Fever ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS150

Happy Weekend, my lovelies. For a Sexy Showdown, I have to turn to Switching Up, my contribution to the Alpha Fever boxed set. It is exclusive to Amazon and available free with Kindle Unlimited. Here are seven paragraphs of Patty positioning herself with her latest top, Brent.

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“Get in here,” he ordered, his voice rough. “And get those clothes off.” He brought the prod close to her cheek. “Or I’ll cut them off.”
Her breath caught, waiting for the purple lightning to arc and touch her skin. While she hesitated, heat built in her middle and started to spread down into her thighs.
“Cutting it is,” he said, reaching for the chain around his neck and tugging. The pendent flipped open to reveal a blade.
Patty gasped, dampness filling her panties. The bag she carried slipped from her shoulder to the floor. “No, no sir, I can undress.” He closed the door as she did. Shedding coat and outerwear, her breasts burned as the fabric rubbed over her pert nipples. She stood in undies, goosebumps popping out over her body.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” he asked, gesturing to her panties and bra. His expression was hard, probing.
The inner brat instinctively pushed against the assumption of control. She was about to say something when the goad touched her breast just above the bra’s cup.
She cried out and clutched her chest. Brent swept in and sliced her panties and bra on one side, turning his hand to sever a bra strap as well. Her ruined panties fell, catching on her thigh rather than hitting the floor. Her bra fell open, over the hands pressed to her breast.
“I don’t like dawdling.”

Kimono 6 - Thursday Tasters #japanese

It's nice to be among the tastes this Thursday. I hope you continue to enjoy my Japanese tales. This one is about a trio of sisters and their family Kimono. The others can be found by visiting the blog.

Before she even left the fair, Nabiki began assembling her own kimono. One booth had a white sash that seemed made of sea foam. It didn’t take long to find a gown in sea green with the impression of waves in its drifting pattern. She was proud to wear it to the snow festival, where Yukiko shone of the three. This year was different, though. Yukiko seemed to glow even brighter than usual, her face flush despite the makeup she wore.

“Is she well?” Nabiki asked Sakura, who only shook her head.
“She seems well, better than well.” Indeed Yukiko seemed to float through the festival in spite of her lifted geta that made walking treacherous. She made her way past ice sculptures, booths selling trinkets, and food vendors, ignoring all as she approached the center of the square where an ice castle, clear as glass, stood. Lifting a hand, Yukiko placed her palm on the smooth, clear surface. She opened her mouth and a cloud of steam flowed out, curling along the ice. It was too bright, too obvious. The tiny puffs from Nabiki’s mouth and nose disappeared immediately, but this vapor lingered, settling onto, and into the ice. The sculpture seemed to smoke, the clear surface now cloudy. Yukiko sighed and rested her forehead on the ice. The glow that had seemed unnatural before, faded to a normal flush, as though she had run all the way here. The smile on her face was triumphant when she turned and gazed dreamily at her sisters. She pushed off the sculpture and took one step toward them, but as she did, a man collided with her.
“I’m so sorry,” he apologized, helping her regain her balance. One hand held hers and the other her hip. It was more familiar than proper, but Yukiko didn’t complain. Instead she rested her free hand on his chest.
She whispered something, neither sister could hear. The man took both her hands and bowed dramatically. Then he turned and strode past the pair, approaching their father and mother.
“Sir, I am Hitoshi, and I would ask your permission to marry your daughter.”
“What?” Nabiki cried.
Yukiko tapped her on the shoulder, hard enough to quiet Nabiki. Then she passed and lowered her head to their parents.
“I wish this as well,” she told them.
Their father turned red, something Nabiki had never seen before. Their mother tugged on his arm and whispered into his ear.
The color drained from his face and he closed his eyes, his forehead crinkling. Whatever she had said, he didn’t like it.
“You have my permission, but you will not wed until a decent period has passed,” he hurried to stipulate. “If you still wish to marry her by the next snow festival, you may.”
Hitoshi and Yukiko kept their heads lowered until Mother pulled Father, continuing on their way to the ice castle. When she turned next, Nabiki saw that Yukiko had changed again. She had been too young to notice the subtle change when Yukiko first donned the kimono, but now she was different again, whole somehow. Hitoshi was careful not to be too familiar in the open, but he was quick to pull Yukiko somewhere secluded.

#MidWeekTease ~ A Wicked Halloween ~ Etheral Protector #ghost #witch #paranormal #boxedset

Happy Hump Day Everyone! I have a new boxed set to introduce you to. A Wicked Halloween is packed with witchy tales that are sure to make your Samhain. My contribution is Ethereal Protector, and I thought I'd share an excerpt with you today.

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Summer Parker has moved to Salem, into her great-grandmother's house. She has more in common with Mary Parker, one of the historic Salem witches, than her new residence. Her greatest find is an ally, the young man who couldn't protect her ancestor but is determined to protect her new incarnation.

Summer strolled through the woods, plucking flowers and leaves. She plopped them into her basket, next to a folded blanket. When covering her harvest, it looked like she was gathering strawberries, the only fruit out this early. She worried less now that she had an acceptable purpose. No one seemed to understand why she collected the inner back of hazels and willows, why she cut hellebore and mint and chamomile. Most thought she was up to something nefarious, something demonic. It couldn’t be less ethereal, rather it was intimately earthy.

After bringing her harvest home, she set her basket on her counter and began to boil water. Her drying racks came out next and she spread out her haul for preparation.
Her door burst open and she jumped, a handful of bark falling into the boiling water. Damn, she’d wanted to add that slowly.
“Mary, help me.”
Summer hurried to the man carrying his son. It didn’t occur to her that he’d called her by another name. “Here,” she said, pulling a trundle out from under table. Charles set his son, Geoffrey, down on the hard surface. She would have to get him moved once she’d finished her examination.
“This is the same sickness?” she asked, peeling back one of Geoffrey’s eyelids to peer into his eyes. They were bloodshot, but otherwise normal.
“Yes, this infernal disease doesn’t want to leave him. He fell down again.”
Summer nodded. “Take him to my bed,” she said when she’d finished checking him over.
Charles picked the sick boy up. He wasn’t a boy so much as a young man, and his father grunted under the weight. Summer cleared the way and then closed the bedroom door on her patient.

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Yuki wondered when the other woman had undressed. Her full breasts stretched down as Eiko braced on the futon with her palms. A bright blush had formed in her cheeks and neck, which was spreading. Yuki sucked one of Eiko’s nipples, scraping it with her teeth as the other woman started to climax.
Shifting her weight to one hand, Eiko turned the vibrator on, sliding it out and slightly off Yuki’s clit, then thrusting up again. Eiko’s hand and the toy moved with her hips in Yuki’s hand.
The buzzing brought Yuki’s orgasm speeding back and she clenched her teeth, stiffened her arm, and made sure she didn’t let go of Eiko. They fucked each other with fingers and toy, pleasure rasping their throats in hard cries.
Eiko collapsed beside Yuki who twitched with vibrator still inside her. Eiko switched it off and removed it. Yuki cupped the back of Eiko’s head, fingers gripping curly red hair, and pulled her close for a kiss.
“I love you,” they said at the same time, giggling when they did. Yuki spooned up behind Eiko, looking at the hanging. There was something different about it, but Yuki was too tired to care.

A Sexy Castle ~ Blue Moon House: Investor ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MySexyAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS149

I hope you are enjoying your weekend. To help kick it off, I have a tease from Blue Moon House Investor, the fifth book in the series. It isn't a castle, but it is the first home Sophia has ever owned.

“It is the first time I've had a house,” she told him. Pushing, she swung the door open. “It's perfect,” Sophia said, stepping through the rather small entry way and turning down the main hall. Terrance left his trunk on the spot and followed her.

Climbing, he joined them under the second floor's sloping ceiling. It wasn't a full second story, but the large room could be used for almost anything. “Let me know if there is anything I can do.” Nicholas sighed. “Sadly, you can't make people trust us, or keep our secret.”

Terrance frowned. “I suppose not. I will happily be one of those who trust you.”

Sophia backed up, looking at Lynn and then Nicholas. “Terrance, we don't want you as one of our clients.”

He grunted as though she had hit him. That was what it felt like. He'd done everything he could think of. He'd brought them out of America, fed them on the voyage, built them a house. They didn't want him? His anger flared at Lynn's laugh. “You think it funny to take advantage of me? To lead me on?”

She continued to laugh and Sophia joined her, spluttering.

“We want you to be one of us, Terrance,” Nicholas explained. “Have clients of your own.”

Thursday Tasters - Kimono 5 #japanese

It's been a few weeks since I participated in Thursday Tasters. If you want to recap on the story, use this link. There are other great tastes on our blog.

“Here, drink,” he urged, putting a bottle to her lips.
Nabiki tipped her head back and let the cool liquid fill her mouth. She swallowed three times before pushing it away. A cool cloth touched her temple and the top of her forehead. The heat of the day, pleasant before, seemed oppressive now.
“Who are you?” she asked as he pressed the bottle on her again. She took it, tipping her head back and swallowing gratefully.
“I am not important. You are. Can you feel it?”
Nabiki closed her eyes. The musk that had filled her mind eased and she could think again. She could feel her body, the strength in it, the burning and throbbing between her legs, the pounding of her heart. She had never felt so alive before. “Yes.”
“Good. Hold that. Let it grow in you. When the time comes, it will give you protection and strength.”
Nabiki shivered as the satin was wrapped around her again. The fine fabric set her already strained nerves alight. Even though a sheen of sweat covered her skin and summer's heat was in the air, she couldn’t help but shiver.
He kissed her neck again and the musk faded away completely. She looked down at her hands, at the skirt of her now closed kimono. Her head came up, looking to see Him, remember Him, but it was too late. He was gone, as though He had never been. A small mirror hung on the wall of the booth and Nabiki was shocked to find her hair and makeup in perfect order, although her perspiration was beginning to make the latter run. Pulling a kerchief, she dabbed at her nose and upper lip. There was a splash of water left in the bottle and she drained that before pulling aside the curtain and emerging into the warm, bright summer sun.

#MidWeekTease - Blue Moon House: Vampire. #bdsm #vampire #erotica

Happy Hump Day. I have good news, Vampire will be coming out on the 4th of September and you can buy it now on All Romance Ebooks, Amazon, Kobo, B&N, iTunes and NaughtyNightsPress! Please add it to your Goodreads lists as well. Here's another tease from the sixth installment of Blue Moon House.

“Undress quickly, George, or I will tear the clothes from your body.” The man’s eyes burned and he held still. For a moment, Nicholas thought that was exactly what he wanted. Then George began furiously removing shoes, hose and upward to waistcoat and shirt
George hadn’t removed his shirt by the time Nicholas stood naked. Grabbing the collar, he pulled the entire back of the shirt free, the cuffs and sleeves falling around George’s wrists.
The man’s breath came in gasping pants, his slender cock once more at full length, still shorter than Nick’s. “Before you get to put that into me, I expect repayment for earlier.” He stroked himself to eliminate any confusion.
George fell on hands and knees his belly on the bed, reaching out to where Nicholas stood, taking and took his cock in hand. Nicholas hadn’t expected the man’s mouth, but he was hardly disappointed. He closed his eyes and took two handfuls of George’s hair, forcing himself deeper into the man’s throat. George gurgled and looked up, adoration shining from his eyes. His long lashes fluttered with tears caught on them from Nicholas’ rough treatment.
Nicholas slapped George’s bare ass, making him yelp around Nick’s shaft. It was so satisfying, Nicholas repeated the procedure on the other cheek. This time George moaned and lapped at him more avidly.
“Your mouth feels good, George, but I want something else.” He caressed the man’s backside. “Something even smoother.”

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“You are so hot. All ready for this.” EIko’s fingers left Yuki’s skin to pick up the vibrator again. The broad blunt end slid in easily and Yuki was sure her teeth were chattering along to the buzzing. She cried out when the other tine pushed up onto her swollen nub.
At first it was a wonderful rush, but after a few minutes, Yuki’s legs clamped onto Eiko’s wrist and she bucked wildly, her eyes squeezed tight and stars flickering behind the lids.
Inhaling sharply, she relaxed, but that made the vibrator tease again where she was now very sensitive.
“Too much, too much.” Eiko switched the toy off but didn’t remove it. She took Yuki’s hand and guided it to her own red bush. Yuki took hold, two fingers inside and her thumb out, working one against the other.
As Yuki’s pleasure waned and Eiko’s grew, Yuki had the presence of mind to wonder when the other woman had undressed. Her full breasts stretched down as Eiko braced on the futon with her palms. A bright blush had formed in her cheeks and neck. Yuki sucked one of Eiko’s nipples, scraping it with her teeth as the other woman started to climax.

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Blue Moon House was once a whorehouse. As such, Sophia was the boss. Here's a scene from the forthcoming sixth installment of Blue Moon House: Vampire, where she takes that role over the new vampire, Nicholas. It is available for pre-order on ARe.

“Nicholas,” Sophia murmured, curling in his arms to face him. “I have a woman I would like you to meet.”
His nose traced her ear. “Hmm,” he murmured, distracted by her skin.
“She is a widow, and would like a gentleman caller. I thought, since we earn our way—”
“That I should do the same,” he finished. “You are right, of course.”
He wouldn’t have known she was tense if she hadn’t relaxed in his hold. “Thank you.”
He chuckled, kissing her shoulder. “You thought I wouldn’t? That I would continue to spend your money and refuse your johns? Janes?” he asked with a grin.
“Don’t call her that,” Sophia hissed. “Her name is Jane.”