Alpha Males. You know you love em. And so do we! We’re celebrating them and all their delicious alpha male glory for an entire week with giveaways at every single blog. Stop by and check out which males are making us pant with all that sexy swagger they have going on.
What can I say? I had to sign up for this hop because I’m a sucker for an alpha male. I even wrote a couple 😉 There are two in particular that I still think about, despite having penned them quite a while ago, but because they feature in my first novel, they’ll always have a special place in my heart. Take a bow, Jeremy Davenport and Ethan Hayes from Stately Pleasures…
Here’s a snippet of them being all yummy.
The hand stopped moving, and Jeremy spoke. ‘Horny, are we? Do you want to come?’
She attempted to nod, then realised that was impossible with her forehead pressed against the top of the dresser. Jeremy hadn’t given her permission to move either, so she simply murmured, ‘Yes, please.’
‘Polite, isn’t she?’ Jeremy said, obviously aiming his words at Ethan. ‘What a fast learner she is. Knows she needs to wait for permission.’
‘She sure is,’ the other man said. ‘And responsive too. I mean, look at how wet she is. She’d never say so, but I bet inside she’s absolutely screaming for you to let her come. Or to fuck her. I’m sure she’d be agreeable to either option.’
Jeremy laughed. ‘You’re right. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was a bit of a slut.’
Alice stopped herself letting out an indignant retort. She knew that’s what he wanted – an excuse to tease her more, to punish her. He knew damn well she was no slut. Or did he? She had, after all, had sex with Ethan on a kitchen counter after knowing him for all of a couple of days. And they hadn’t even been on a date. It hardly counted though, did it? Based on the things on that damn list, even if she hadn’t had an impromptu fuck with the head of security, she’d have ended up having sex with him very soon, anyway. So what did it matter?
It didn’t, she decided. Jeremy was just trying to get a rise out of her. And he was going to be severely disappointed. She was no sexual deviant, like the two of them, but she was tougher than she looked, and she’d put up with anything and everything they threw at her. Rather than lying back and thinking of England, she’d lie back – or kneel, or stand, or crouch doggy-style – and think of her career. All she needed to do was weather this smut storm and she’d be made for life.
You can grab your copy of Stately Pleasures here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/stately-pleasures/
Now check out my giveaway and the hop’s grand prize giveaway, before checking out the rest of the blogs on the hop.
Happy Reading!
Lucy x
I’m featuring an excerpt from my holiday erotic romance, 
The brief for the hop was that my post should be sexy and scary, not wet your pants scary, which actually, is utterly perfect for me. Because that sums up what I like as a person, and what I like to write. I have such a vivid imagination that I won’t read serious horror books or watch horror films. I wouldn’t sleep – and that’s definitely not a good thing. I’m terrifying when I haven’t had enough sleep!
Then he kissed me. Once my body processed what my brain was screaming at it, I reacted. I pushed his chest as hard as I could, then ducked out of the way, moving for the door.
Welcome to the Souls Around the World Blog Hop – where a bunch of authors and bloggers will be sharing things that go bump in the night! I’m sharing a snippet from my Halloween story, 
Half an hour later, and Stephanie’s brain was in overdrive. Despite never having participated in one of these evenings before, she was a fan of quizzes, puzzles and brain teasers of any kind, so she was having great fun. Everyone had been briefed, though Jenny and she had been so eager to get going they hadn’t paid full attention. Then everyone split up, each sent off on their own quest in order to uncover the truth of “whodunit.” Stephanie, having narrowed it down to two suspects, headed to the library to check for extra clues and evidence to help her nail down the perpetrator.
When I heard about this blog hop, I knew I had to sign up. It’s so different to any other hop I’ve participated in, and for such a good cause. I’ve known a couple of people that have committed suicide, one through drugs and one through bipolar disorder, and they were both so young, too. Heartbreaking stuff. If this hop can make a change, make people more aware of suicide, more able to support others that are having trouble, feeling down, struggling with illness, both mental or physical, or are being bullied, then I’m all for it.
The GLBTQ community has been hit particularly hard with suicide. People of all genders, orientations and walks of life have been bullied due to their lifestyles and preferences. And it’s not fair. In my opinion, for what it’s worth, love is love. Who cares who loves who? As long as nobody is getting hurt, why on Earth should it matter? I don’t judge people for being gay or lesbian, bisexual, etc. I know people who are GLBTQ, and they deserve to be happy, just like everyone else. They definitely don’t deserve to be judged, or bullied. Equally, everyone is entitled to an opinion, but I’d say this: if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all. You don’t know how an offhand or offensive comment could hurt someone. Just live and let live, and remember: love makes the world go round. Share a little love, not hate.
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