My Sexy Saturday #7 – #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

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, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is people driving each other crazy, in the good way. I thought this was the perfect opportunity to start getting festive, so I’ve included a snippet from my m/f shifter erotic romance, Reindeer Games: Cupid.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Cassius shook his head, as though to rid himself of his maudlin thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, stepping towards her, “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.”

She lowered her eyes demurely, and a wash of colour crept across her cheeks. It was totally adorable, and Cassius’ rapidly swelling cock leapt in response. She seemed to get a grip on herself, and looked back up at him. “Thank you. You’re pretty damn gorgeous yourself. Now kiss me.”

“It would be my pleasure.” He leaned down to do just that, but then stopped. “Oh, hang on one moment.”

A little crease appeared between her eyebrows as he backed off. Then he walked over to his bedside table, removed his glasses and put them down. “Okay, I’m all yours.”

“Well, thank fuck for that! Come here.” She shuffled back on the bed until she was leaning against the pillows, and patted the space next to her.

Cassius didn’t hesitate. He noticed she’d already taken off her shoes, and he quickly pulled his off before joining her on the mattress and moving instantly into her open arms. Their lips met, and once more Cassius was astounded by the strength of feeling he had for this woman. It was as though she’d cast some kind of spell on him, almost like the mating bond that some of his kind experienced. But he’d never expected to feel that—his reindeer colleagues were all spoken for, and he’d never been attracted to any of the girls, anyway. He’d resigned himself to the fact that any attachments he had would be of the human, not supernatural, variety.

You can buy Reindeer Games: Cupid here.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Hump Day Hook No. 32 #HDH

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. I haven’t posted or commented for a while as things have been crazy, but hopefully they’ll calm down now. I’m now getting festive by posting from my m/f shifter erotic romance, Reindeer Games: Cupid.

Cassius Cupid woke with a start, and then sat bolt upright in his bed. Shit, I’m going to be late! was his first thought.

Milliseconds later his brain switched on, and he remembered. He was on holiday. Flopping back onto the warm mattress and pillows with a contented sigh, he smiled. No work for fourteen whole days—it was going to be utter bliss. He stretched, relishing the feeling it created in his sleep-softened muscles. Ahhh…this is the life.

Want more? Of course you do! Here’s the page  for Reindeer Games: Cupid. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x

Hot Halloween Heroes

Sorry my post is late – I got stuck in all the havoc in London, UK, with the storms and am just home and catching up. So, here goes – here’s the blurb for one of my favourite paranormal romances, which I just happened to write 😉 You can be in with a chance of winning a copy by using the Rafflecopter. Good luck!

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As a postman by day, and one of Santa’s reindeer on a single very special night, Cassius Cupid eats, sleeps, and breathes deliveries. He doesn’t mind, but sometimes wishes that someone would send him something more exciting than bills and junk mail.

One cold January morning, Cassius gets his wish. A young woman arrives with a parcel. Turns out it’s for his housemate – but Cassius doesn’t care. All he’s interested in is Carina – the beautiful female courier.

Has Cupid finally met his match?

More info, excerpt and buy links: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/cupid/

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Guest Blogger: Jocelyn Dex

Valia's VillainThanks to Lucy for having me here for the release of Valia’s Villain, book two in my Sempire Seductions series!

Valia’s Villain was a blast to write. Valia is a little weird, she’s incredibly confident and she goes for what she wants. She’s also not afraid to use any or all cuss words if the mood strikes her.

Rydin is serious, vengeful and lets nothing get in the way of what he wants. He will maim, kill or steal if the situation calls for it. And, of course, he is super sexy.

These two kept me on my toes during the writing process. They’re both so strong willed, I occasionally had to fight with them to get them to do what I needed them to do. Sometimes, I won the fight. Sometimes, they did. Either way, in the end, it all worked out. They’re happy. I’m happy. And I certainly hope the readers will be happy.

I hope people have as much fun reading Valia’s Villain as I had writing it. If you liked Araya’s Addiction (book one), hopefully you’ll love Valia’s Villain.

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Excerpt:

Valia couldn’t remember ever wanting another being so desperately. Her body hummed as his tongue worked her into a frenzy. Bossy son of a bitch, he was, but she expected no less from a Ferox.

She shuddered and moaned as he rolled his tongue around her clit, the pressure building in her lower abdomen. With her free hand, she wrapped her thumb around one of his horns as her fingers dug into his scalp, urging him to send her over the edge.

He growled and bit the inside of her thigh.

“Stop,” Rydin commanded.

“Stop what?” Valia asked.

“Don’t touch my horns.”

“But they’re so sexy.” She gave him her best pouty face.

He blinked at her, a look of surprise crossing his face, quickly replaced with a scowl. “Are you teasing me, female?”

“I told ya, my name is Valia, male. And no, not teasing. Your horns are super sexy and I wanna touch them.”

He looked at her for another long moment as if searching for something. He dipped his head and bit the inside of her other thigh. God, he was going to drive her crazy. He looked back at her and said, “They are sensitive and I am already too stimulated. I want to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you. If you do as I say, I may give you permission to touch them later.”

Oh wow. She hadn’t known his horns were an erogenous zone. Now she really wanted to touch them. His tongue lapped at her clit furiously. She avoided his horns but couldn’t stop herself from grabbing a fistful of his hair. Her hips ground against his tongue, his lips. Intense pleasure knotted deep inside. Little sparks began erupting inside her but just as she was about to fall over the edge, he stopped.

She groaned and still with a fistful of his hair, tried to force him to continue.

His eyes dark and his lips glistening with her pleasure, he said, “You were about to come. I did not give you permission.”

She choked out her words. “If you don’t want me to come, you shouldn’t lick me like that.”

His lips quirked into a cocky smile. “My tongue pleases you?”

“It’d please me if you’d put it to better use than asking me stupid questions,” she grouched.

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Blurb:

When Valia approaches the Ferox demon, hoping for scorching sex and a feed, she doesn’t expect to be handcuffed, transported to the demon realm, accused of dirty deeds she has no memory of committing and held captive for three days.  Even though she believes her captor to be crazy, she feels a connection to him she’s felt with no one else.

When Rydin senses the Sempire who locked him up, fed on him and used him as a sex slave many years ago, he knows his wait for revenge is finally over. Burning with the need to punish her, he imprisons her in the demon realm, where she is at his mercy, but as much as he tries to ignore it, a connection sparks between them every time they touch.

Available from:
Ellora’s Cave

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Jocelyn DexAuthor Bio

Jocelyn was born in Iowa and currently resides in hot-as-hell Texas. She shares her home with her very own 6’4″ alpha male and varying numbers of spoiled cats and dogs. Teaching one of her dogs to file his nails is one of her all-time favorite accomplishments.

She thinks dragonflies are awesome, spiders are creepy and it’s rumored that she sleeps with a machete by her bed in case zombies attack in the middle of the night. Jocelyn loves to paint, loves to read, and loves to write sizzling erotic romance about yummy demons that would make your momma blush.

Here’s where you can find Jocelyn on the web

Website * Facebook * Twitter * Blog  * Goodreads

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Spooky Smut in the City

spookysitcThe 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!

So, here’s my sexy snippet, which is from my vampire erotic story, A Party to Remember, which appears in the newly-released The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology. Enjoy!

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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.

“What the fuck!”

Before I could get even halfway to the door, he was on me again. He gripped me around the waist and pulled me to him. He seemed not to notice my stamping hard on his foot, or elbowing him in the ribs. He didn’t even blink when I slapped him in the face. But his pupils seemed to grow and he grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the wall.

I’d never been so turned on in my life. And the realization shocked me to my very core.

Dracula’s lithe yet fiercely strong body had me pinned to the wall. I was completely helpless. When he bent to kiss me again I didn’t resist. It was like he’d put some kind of spell on me. If vampires were real, I’d have said he was glamoring me. Part of my mind knew I didn’t even like the guy, let alone want to do anything with him. But the rest of it, and my body, wanted him naked and fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

In the blink of an eye, he’d swept me up in his arms like some helpless damsel in distress and carried me to the bed. All the drapes were pinned back so he deposited me on the mattress before climbing in after me. Then he went about closing all of the curtains, leaving us cocooned in complete darkness.

I lay waiting for his next move. Oddly, I was no longer scared. I was truly living for the here and now. And, let’s face it, who knew how much here and now I had left? Whatever spell he’d put on me, it was a good one.

I felt him move beside me, then a cool hand slipped around my face and turned it towards him. His lips met mine once more, and I opened my mouth. His tongue slipped inside, caressing and dancing with mine until I was dizzy with lust. I could feel his erection pressing against my hip and smiled to myself. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

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You can grab your copy of The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology here. It also contains tales from Victoria Blisse, Isabel Holley, Nicky Raven, Heather Lin, Vanessa de Sade, Gemma Parkes, Tilly Hunter, Elizabeth Black, Nephylim, Annabeth Leong and Daddy X.

Don’t forget to head back to http://spooky.smutinthecity.co.uk tomorrow for the next post. Happy hopping!

Blissekiss After Dark – Sexy Sapphic Snogging

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Welcome to Blissekiss After Dark – a celebration of all things that snog under the stars. My contribution is from my lesbian paranormal erotic tale, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor. In this excerpt, the characters Stephanie and Jenny are having some fun in the library after a spooky encounter…

Either way, she’d let them get on with it. The idiot was just trying to scare people. If she found out who it was, she’d get them back big style tomorrow. But for now, she had a beautiful girl snuggling into her neck and planting little kisses on the delicate skin there. Stephanie shivered with pleasure. Jenny was obviously feeling better.

Craning her neck to look down, she grinned as Jenny returned her gaze. “You all right now, sweetheart?”

Jenny nodded. “I’m fine. I was just being silly. Me and my overactive imagination. I watch too many TV shows. Though I wouldn’t say no to a bit of comfort.”

Jenny’s wicked grin and jauntily raised eyebrow left Stephanie in no doubt as to what she meant. “Oh, I’m sure I can manage that.”

Pushing herself out of the sofa’s cushiony grasp once more, she slipped to the floor and knelt in front of Jenny. A hot rush of lust washed through her body. Earlier, she’d mentioned how much she’d wanted to shove up Jenny’s dress and get at the gorgeous pussy beneath. She hadn’t thought it would happen until it was time for them to go to bed, so an illicit encounter in the library was unexpected, but very welcome.

She slid Jenny’s dress up her luscious legs. Jenny helped by lifting her ass, so the material could be bunched up around her waist, leaving her bottom half completely exposed. She was surprised and excited to note Jenny was indeed, completely exposed.

Jenny wore no underwear, and the sight of her girl’s plump, pink folds ramped up Stephanie’s desire tenfold. She desperately wanted to taste that pussy on her tongue and tease Jenny until she squealed.

The angle of the sofa meant Jenny’s knees were on either side of Stephanie’s head, with her ass way back on the cushions. Cupping her hands under each of Jenny’s knees, she tugged her forward until Jenny was right on the edge of the seat. She now had full unimpeded access to Jenny’s juicy pussy.

Placing her hands on Jenny’s inner thighs, she pushed them wide open, almost salivating as her girl’s slick folds parted, revealing her sex to Stephanie’s eager gaze.

Creamy liquid was already oozing from Jenny’s hole, and her clit was swelling more and more by the second. Dipping a finger into the seeping juices, she spread it liberally over Jenny’s clit. Then she went back for more, slipping a single digit deep inside, getting it nice and wet. She pumped it a couple of times, then slid it out of Jenny’s pussy, only to move her hand lower.

I hope you enjoyed that Sapphic snog. Now don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss After Dark and check out all the other spooky goodness! You can grab Weekend at Wilderhope Manor here.