Claimed by her Viking Wolf by Doris O’Connor (@mamad8)

Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release Claimed by her Viking Wolf. You know that phrase.

It started with a kiss.

Well, in my case, and that is true for a vast majority of my stories.

It started with a picture.

This one to be precise:

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The lovely Kim posted that hunk in my reader group The RavDor Chicks, and my muse drooled. After some brainstorming in the group, we decided that he was a Viking and a wolf shifter. It all went from there, and Kim’s very own Viking story was born 🙂

 

Blurb:

When historical romance writer Kimberly Talbot finds a displaced, injured Viking at her campfire, her life sure starts to get complicated. She can’t leave him there. Besides, what sort of writer would she be if she didn’t take up this splendid opportunity for some hands on research of the sexy Viking god variety?

All she has to do is keep her heart out of the firing line.

Asger, son of Liufr wakes up in a strange, cursed land, out of time, injured, and unable to shift. Drawn to the fire of the flame haired kona by her intoxicating scent and the promise of food and shelter, he has no choice but to trust the woman his wolf claims is their mate, their válað, the very key to his return home.

He doesn’t belong in these strange times, but does Kim belong in his?

A choice has to be made…

Buy links:
Evernight Publishing
Amazon UK
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For all other buy links check the book page:

http://www.dorisoconnor.com/claimed-by-her-viking-wolf.html

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Claimed by Her Viking WolfAdult Excerpt:

Remembering a Burlesque Class she’d attended for research into a story a few years ago, she closed her eyes, and swung her hips to imaginary seductive music. Kim ran her hands slowly up underneath the hem of her blouse, exposing minute amounts of skin in slow motion, while continuing the sway of her hips.

Asger’s sharp intake of breath spurred her on. Letting go of the blouse she ran her hands over her breasts, cupping each heavy mound until she could thumb her own nipples. Shivers of delight chased across her skin, and her clit contracted in need.

A Norse curse made her open her eyes to find Asger had retreated to the stairs. Sitting down, with his legs spread wide, he watched her through hungry eyes, as he stroked his dick in slow moves mirroring the speed of her hands on her tits.

Emboldened she danced closer, slowly unbuttoning her blouse until it fell from her shoulders, and she threw it across to him. Asger caught it with a grin, and the bra that followed.

Seeing him lift the lacy contraption up to his nose and inhale deeply made Kim lose her stride. That was just so damn sexy, as was the way his cock jumped in his hand. The thick head glistened in pre-cum, and Kim licked her lips, desperate to taste him again.

A deep rumble rose from Asger’s chest. She tore her gaze away from the sight of his cock, ran it up the ridges that made up his abdomen, over the ink gracing his side and chest into the bearded column of his neck, and the proud lines of this warrior’s face up to his softly glowing eyes.

“Not that slow, kona. I want to see my cunt. I want to see it weep with its dew, ready for my tongue and my cock. I want to taste you, devour you, until your only thought is me. I want you.”

“God, yes, please, I want that, too.”

All finesse went out of the window as Kim unsnapped her jeans and yanked them down her legs, taking her sodden underwear with them. She stumbled in her haste to kick off her shoes and her jeans, and braced herself for impact. Instead of the floorboards coming to greet her, however, she found herself on the stairs draped over Asger’s knees. The first sharp slap of his hand on her ass cheeks stung like crazy.

“Ow, what was … ow.”

A second and third swat followed interspersed by the deep, menacing growl of his wolf. The vibrations of that sound trembled through her body and settled straight in her clit, so that the fourth, fifth, and sixth swats didn’t hurt. They set her ass on fire, for sure, but the pain added to her arousal. Again and again those blows came, until she lifted her butt into each one, and moaned her denial when he stopped. She was dimly aware of being lifted and the feel of the stairs carpet under her knees and forearms, as Asger moved her into position as though she weighed nothing.  In this position cool air rushed across her swollen pussy lips.

“So beautiful with your red ass, and wet, sweet cunt. I want you to scream when you come against my tongue, do you hear me, kona? All the way up these stairs, and if you’re a good girl, you will get my cock. If not…”

Kim gasped and her knees buckled at the first bold swipe of Asger’s rough tongue along her exposed slit, and Asger chuckled into her swollen labia.

“We will just have to start all over again.”

Her clit quivered in need, and yet more of her juices trickled down the inside of her thighs. Asger lapped them up with an appreciative rumble, and then swatted her ass.

“Start crawling up one step, kona. I want to be comfortable for my meal of fresh cunt.

Oh, good lord. Is he going to make me crawl up these stairs with him eating me out? I’m never going to survive this.

Somehow she managed to follow that command, and several more licks of his far too talented tongue were her reward. Kim groaned and moaned as he took her up the rungs of arousal with every step they managed that way. When she slipped, his hands dug into her hips to hold her still, and seemingly satisfied with her, he renewed his efforts. Up and down her slit he lapped up her arousal. He nibbled and teased, and when he ran his tongue up to her anus and circled the tight ring of muscle, while simultaneously pushing two fingers into her wet channel, Kim did scream. Asger finger-fucked her with devastating precision, curling his digits until he found the spot designed to drive her wild with need.

Kim tensed, shook, and then exploded as her orgasm burst from her with an intensity that took her breath away, as his tongue breached her anus. With her ass up in the air, her elbows on the stairs, and his broad shoulders supporting her body she was spread obscenely wide and unable to move—completely at the mercy of this man—as he wrung every last shudder out of her. Only then did he withdraw his fingers, and swatted her butt cheeks again several times in quick succession.

“Start crawling, kona, if you want my cock. He’s mighty eager to sink into your body, but only if you do as you’re told.”

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Author bio

Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.

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New Release: Properly, Or Not At All (@totally_bound) #erotica #romance #spanking

Hi everyone,

I’m rather excited to announce that it’s general release date for my sexy spanking story, Properly, Or Not At All, from Totally Bound Publishing! It’s been available direct from the publisher’s website for a little while, but now you can get your hands on it from all the usual eBook retailers, depending on your preference.

Here’s the book blurb:

Tristan and Jayme are not only devoted husband and wife, they are also Dominant and submissive, with a particular penchant for spanking. They’ve been playing delicious kinky games for the fifteen years they’ve been together and couldn’t be happier. However, when Tristan develops a health issue that means he can’t redden his wife’s backside for a while, it puts both of them under a lot of strain. It’s a big part of their sex life, and one they’ll miss badly.

They try to find a way around their unfortunate predicament, but it’s not easy. In the end, Tristan declares that he will either spank Jayme’s bottom properly, or not at all.

The prospect of no spanking at all dismays Jayme, but she has no other choice. Or does she? Continuing to put her mind towards the issue, she indulges in some solo experimentation, with mixed results.

But how will Tristan feel when he finds out his wife has gone behind his back?

Buy linkshttps://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/properly-or-not-at-all/

I hope you’ll check it out! And if you enjoy the read, a quick review on your chosen retailer would be hugely appreciated 😉

Happy Reading!
Lucy x

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Harder and Harder to Breathe by N.J. Nielsen (@NJNielsen1)

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Sammy has loved Micah from the first moment they’d met, but Micah is straight. Years later when he’s threatened and he seeks and receives Micah’s help, Sammy begins to think maybe Micah isn’t so straight after all.

Disaster brings people together in the most unexpected ways. Sammy Ranmore has just become the Steins brothers’ next target in their ongoing scam. Being robbed then shot at, his life is falling apart. Who is after him and why? He needs a friend.

Micah Ives was over the unrequited love he’d felt for Sammy. Two years later his life is finally on track–or so he thinks. One phone call in the early hours of the morning has Micah running to save the day–and Sammy.

Sammy moved to Gatton to be closer to the one person he’d never get over. When his life gets thrown a curve ball of epic proportions, he calls Micah for help. With the help of family, Micah and Sammy must find out if they’re strong enough to face evil–and see where newfound love can take them.

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EXCERPT:

“Honey, why are you calling me so late?” Micah cringed at both the endearment slipping free and the tenderness of his own voice as he heard his ex-flatmate speaking. Actually, he was kind of surprised he even recognised Sammy’s voice when he’d answered the phone. Two years was a long time after the bittersweet end to their time sharing a flat. Now, to suddenly be woken up at–he looked across to the clock on his nightstand–shit! It was three a.m. A sniffle on the other end of the line had all sense of tiredness fleeing from his body, and Micah suddenly found himself wide awake. Once again the strong need to slay all of Sammy’s dragons was flooding Micah’s system. He wondered if he offered his help again, would he get the same reaction as last time. Still, he couldn’t stop himself from asking. “Why are you crying? Is everything okay?”

“I didn’t know who else to call. Bradley left me. He took everything and left. I’m…I–” A broken sob filled the line as Sammy shattered on the other end of the phone. Micah needed Sammy to tell him what the hell was going on.

“Sammy, where are you? I’m coming to get you. I need to know where I can find you.” Tossing back the sheet, Micah stood, went to his closet, and grabbed the first things his hand fell on as he coaxed Sammy’s location from him.

Sammy rattled off his address and shock slammed into him when Micah realised his old friend had been living in the same township and he hadn’t even known it. Why hadn’t they ever run into each other? It wasn’t like Gatton was some huge city. Surely if Sammy had been here for any length of time they would have crossed paths before now. There were so many questions he’d have to ask.

“I’ll be there in a couple of minutes, hon. Tomorrow you can decide what else you need to do.” Again he cringed at the term of endearment and couldn’t believe what a goober he was sounding like.

Micah’s hands shook as he grabbed his keys from the top of his dresser and left his house. By the time he’d gotten into his car and set out, he realised he hadn’t even locked his front door. Pulling out his phone, he dialled a number he knew well. The music died in the stereo when his Bluetooth kicked in. He also knew Kayne would just be getting up to get ready for work. Being in demolition, sometimes jobs required travel and an early start on the road.

“Hey, Micah, do you know what time it is?” Kayne yawned over the line.

Micah chuckled. “Of course I do, and I know you’re up since I just passed your house.”

“What the hell are you doing out at this time of the morning?” Kayne asked. “I thought you were coming in late today. If you’re going to work, why didn’t you pick me up?”

“I’ll be in later. I really need you to do me a favour. On your way to work, can you to stop and lock up my place? I had to leave in a bit of a hurry. Make sure I turned the lights off as well.”

“What’s happened? Is it Jacen or your dad? Do you need me to come with you?”

The worry in his friend’s voice was comforting in a weird way. Micah had always known that no matter what else life threw at them, Kayne would have his back. They had been best friends since high school. Nowadays they didn’t get to spend as much time together other than when they spoke at work. Ever since Teagan had given birth to Macen, she had curbed who her husband could hang out with. Micah had the feeling she was doing everything she could to separate Kayne from all of his friends. Mind you, whenever possible Kayne and Macen came to visit. Micah just wasn’t sure Teags knew about their visits. If she did, they would fall by the wayside. He’d never really understood why she’d always had such an intense dislike for both Ives brothers. Though, probably he got off a little lighter than Jacen did. Teags absolutely hated Jacen.

He responded. “The family’s fine. I’m going to help a friend. Do you remember Sammy?”

“The guy you shared a flat with in uni? Why’s he getting in touch now? I thought he told you to fuck off and leave him the hell alone.”

Micah sighed deeply. “Yeah he did, but he needs my help and I’m going to go get him. Apparently he lives on the other side of town. I didn’t even know he’d moved to Gatton.”

“Are you sure this is a good thing, Micah? I don’t want to see you go through what you did a couple of years ago.”

The lie forming on his lips made him feel guilty, as Kayne was practically the only person outside of his family he was completely truthful with. Well…almost. “This time I won’t try to be the guy’s protector. I’ve learnt my lesson. He asked, so I’m just helping him out of his tough spot.”

“Hmmm, I’ll believe it when I see it. You’ve always treated the guy the same way you do Jacen and look how that ended up. Your brother moved two states to get away from you.” Even though Kayne sounded like he was joking, Micah knew his friend missed Jacen probably as much as much as Micah did.

Micah blurted out before he could stop himself. “He didn’t leave because of me. He left because of you. You hovered over him just as much as I did, buddy.” Cursing inwardly, he was glad his friend wasn’t in the car with him and couldn’t see the truth on his face. Micah had always sucked at lying. Jacen had once told him his face was like an open book. Every emotion he’d ever felt was clearly written for all to see. He didn’t truly believe Kayne had anything to do with Jace leaving, but he did suspect Teags had a hand in it.

Laughter trickled over the line. “God, you’re an idiot. You keep thinking what you want, but we all know Jace ran from you. Go be your knight in shining armour and I’ll shut your place up like the good friend I am. I’ll even drop by tonight for a beer to find out what happened with you and golden boy.”

As the call ended Micah pulled up in front of a set of units on Woodlands Road. He didn’t even have to hazard a guess at which unit Sammy lived in because it was the only one with all the lights on and it had police both entering and leaving.

Holy shit! What the hell is going on?

 

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NJ needs to write like she needs to breathe. It’s an addiction she never intends to find a cure for. When you don’t find NJ arguing with Vlad, her muse, or writing about the wonderful men in her stories, you’ll find her reading work by other authors she greatly admires. NJ lives on five acres situated in the SE of Qld, Australia with her family who all encourage her writing career (even if she does occasionally call them by her character’s names), and her variety of pets. NJ thinks anyone who takes the time to read her stuff is totally awesome, and wants to thank you all.

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Brit Boys: With Toys is Available for Pre-Order Now! #gay #mm #boxedset #99c

Hi everyone,

Yes, the moment you’ve been waiting for! Following the huge popularity of Brit Boys: On Boys, we’re following up with Brit Boys: With Toys!

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Here’s the skinny:

From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.

Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.

Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations.

Hard Riders By Ashe Barker

If there’s one thing Liam loves more than a scorching hot lust-on-wheels superbike, it’s the gorgeous sexy guy who owns such a dream machine. When Jackson finds him all but drooling over his tyres and offers him a ride Liam takes no persuading at all. Soon they discover that their mutual fascination with boys’ toys is not limited to the two-wheeled variety, so it’s just as well that Jackson owns his own sex shop and Liam’s job leaves plenty of scope for dressing up.

But real life is much more than just a few kinky games, and has an unfortunate habit of getting in the way.

All Roped Up By M K Elliott

When Alex Fraser interviews Conner ‘Big-Mac’ McCaughey, the champion of London’s bare-knuckle boxing scene, he has more than just the fighter in his sights. Hoping to expose the fight club’s illegal dealings, Alex will stop at nothing to get the story, including doing whatever Conner asks.

The moment Conner sees Alex Fraser, all he can think about is what the young reporter will look like bound. Shibari—the ancient art of rope bondage—is the fighter’s passion, and he can’t think of anyone else he’d like to practise on more.

But Alex’s quest to expose the truth could land them both in serious danger…

Doctor’s Orders By Lucy Felthouse

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Toys for Boys By K D Grace

Alpha Nerd, Will Charles teams up with Caridoc ‘Doc’ Jones in a coast to coast walk across England reviewing outdoor gift suggestions for the Christmas edition of Toys for Boys—an online magazine dedicated to the latest gadgets to tickle a man’s fancy. Will is recording their adventures with the latest smart phone technology. Doc is reviewing the latest outdoor gear. The two quickly discover the great outdoors provides even better toys for boys, toys best shared al fresco, toys that, in spite of Will’s great camera work, will never be reviewed in Toys for Boys.

Mile High Kink Club By Lily Harlem

Rhodri’s looking for love, but not ordinary love. He needs a man who’ll bend to his will, submit to his desires and obey his every command–including chastity.

So when Gay Hook Ups finds his perfect partner it’s well worth a trip to London. What he doesn’t bet on is his fragile-looking match being a sharp and successful entrepreneur. So when things between them soar, will he unlock the passion, free his desire and will they reach the dizzying heights of ecstasy together? It all depends on whether Darius is prepared to be caged in order to be set free.

Open Mike By Ashley Lister

Ken finds Mike reading poetry in a bar. Mike is confident and clever and seems capable of teaching Ken everything he needs to know about poetry. And, when Ken asks for his guidance, Mike gladly offers to share his expertise. Consequently, when Mike offers to share more than his expertise in poetry, Ken discovers there are a lot more things he wants to learn from him.

I Get You By Sarah Masters

Morton is Warren’s boss, and they fancy each other like crazy. Except neither of them has the courage to say so, until Warren blurts out an inkling of his feelings. Morton is stunned by Warren’s offer for them to go away together, but not half as stunned as Warren when Morton accepts. Both of them are pretending to be someone they’re not. And both of them soon realise that being yourself is the best bet.

The Guitar By Tabitha Rayne

When shy, awkward Kel plays guitar, it’s the only time he feels at home in his own skin. On stage he can hide in plain sight behind his band and the music. It turns him on to play and he can’t help rubbing up against his guitar. Kel is enraptured by a guy he sees every night in the audience and is shocked when this gorgeous guy seems to notice him. So full of his own self-loathing, Kel just can’t accept that someone as perfect as Damien wants to be with him. Will his insecurities put their happiness in jeopardy?

**The set will release on the 22nd December, and there’s a special pre-order price of just 99c/99p – so be sure and pre-order now, as the price will increase after release: http://mybook.to/britboyswithtoys**

Pre-order BBWT 99

And be sure and pop back soon, as the cover will be revealed on the 15th December. It is lush!

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

Saturday Spankings #79 – What she had in mind, he would definitely like. #SatSpanks

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It’s time for another Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs. Here’s another snippet from my femdom erotic romance novella, Testing Tom. It follows on from last week’s. Enjoy!

He obviously thought she was going to dump him, or something. What she had in mind, he would definitely like. “Oh, don’t worry,” she said, “you’re absolutely going to like what I have planned for you. Now, take off your shoes and coat and put them away neatly, then get into my bedroom. Quickly!”

She saw an expression of bliss flit across his face before he did as he was told. He put his shoes neatly by the door, and hung his coat on the rack above them. Then he all but scampered down the hallway and into her room.

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can grab the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

My Sexy Saturday #96 – She loved Tristan with all her heart… #MySexySaturday

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Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. Here’s another snippet from my story, Properly, Or Not At AllIt releases as a standalone tale on Tuesday, and is available for pre-order now. Enjoy!

“No, I suppose not.” She grinned then slipped her arms around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Closing her eyes, Jayme allowed herself to get into the touching of their lips, the parting, the questing tongues, shoving all thoughts of not being able to have her arse reddened to the recesses of her mind. She loved Tristan with all her heart, and their relationship was so much more than sex and kink, so they’d just have to get on with it.

And what better way to get on with it than to find a way around their unfortunate predicament? Pulling Tristan’s bottom lip into her mouth, she sucked and nibbled at it, enjoying the guttural sounds this elicited from his throat. Letting go of his lip, she then sucked at his tongue, mimicking fellatio on the warm, wet flesh and grinning to herself as she felt his rapidly growing erection press against her stomach.

Buy your copy of Properly, Or Not At All here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/properly-or-not-at-all/

Add to Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/27319937-properly-or-not-at-all

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x