Thanks so much
for hosting me here today.
I do love a
strong heroine, and they don't come much stronger then the heroine of this
book. On the face of it, Nikita is just your ordinary, little human. Slightly
geeky, this studious bookworm does not give the impression of being destined
for greatness. What’s more she is very down to earth and does not believe in
anything she cannot see with her own eyes. Even when she is attacked on the way
home, she will not accept that anything supernatural is going on.
She certainly
has no idea that her long term friend Raoul is a Wolf Shifter, or that she has
been under his protection since the moment he saw her.
What she does
know is that the boundaries between them start to blur, and which better man to
submit to than the one man who knows her inside out?
And the small
matter of his being a wolf? Well, you'll have to read the book to find out how
she reacts to that news, but I did mention she kicks ass, right?
An Alpha needs a
strong woman by his side and Nikita certainly lives up to that. No-one
threatens those she loves…
Blurb:
Nikita Ashton and Raoul Saint Germain have been friends for five years,
so when Nikita is attacked, there is only one place she can run to—straight
into Raoul's arms.
Raoul is the Alpha of his pack and he is furious that the woman he loves
has been harmed on his territory. Were it not for the fact that Nikita does not
believe in anything even remotely paranormal, his wolf would have claimed her
aeons ago.
Nikita is in need of tender, loving care, not his baser needs that are
threatening to overtake him.
However, when Nikita admits that she knows about his being in the
lifestyle, the Dom in him cannot resist the challenge to make her his
submissive.
Blissfully
happy in their new Dom/sub relationship, everything changes when Nikita is
kidnapped. Can Raoul get to her in time to save her life?
Excerpt:
"Drink,
squirt."
Nikita didn't even
think to argue, so enthralling was his deep voice, and she drank the cool
liquid eagerly, until he took the water bottle away and his hot, firm lips
touched hers. Her barely banked down arousal flared into an inferno again, and
she moaned when he broke the kiss and licked along her jaw. His curiously rough
tongue reminded her of her cat at home, and created exquisite friction along
her sweat slicked skin.
"Get on the bed
for me and lie down on your front." The whispered words into her ear
galvanized her into action, and he murmured his approval.
"Good girl. I'm
going to restrain you now, my sweet girl. Just your arms to start with, and
then I'm going to fuck you."
She couldn’t stop her
moan at those words, and he laughed, the sound so low and sexy, Nikita was sure
she could come from listening to his voice alone. He ran a hand down her spine
until he reached her butt, and then he scraped his nails along the tender
flesh. The burn was pain and bliss all wrapped into one, and she jumped when he
parted her ass cheeks.
He dropped a kiss on
her anus and slipped a finger into her pussy causing her to pant, and her internal
muscles pulled tight, and tried to draw the digit inside. Raoul laughed softly
and slipped another finger into her desperately clenching cunt at the same time
as his tongue pushed through the tight ring of her muscle that had never been
breached before. Warmth spread through her as that tongue probed in tune with
his fingers in her pussy. He took her right to the edge and then withdrew.
"Nooooo." The
high-pitched wail leaving her mouth didn't sound like her voice at all. Raoul
paid no heed to her whimpering. Instead he grasped one of her arms and pulled
it upwards, and then there was the sound of Velcro and something soft and thick
wrapped around her wrist.
He ran his finger
underneath the restraint, and then his face appeared in her blurry vision.
Unlike earlier when her mind had played tricks on her, this time round all she
saw was Raoul in all his ruggedly handsome glory. Her mouth went dry at the
sight of his bare chest. He must have somehow got undressed when she wasn't
paying attention, too caught up in the myriad of sensations he'd already coaxed
from her body.
If this was what kinky
sex did, then Nikita couldn't understand why more people didn't embrace this
lifestyle. Never in her life had she been this turned on. Raoul repeated the
process to her other arm until she was tied and couldn't move.
"What's your safe
word, squirt?"
"Red, but I don't
need it. Please don't stop."
"Good girl."
The approval in his
voice washed over her senses, and Nikita was close to tears, so overwhelmed was
she by the intensity of the moment.
With her breasts
squashed into the bed, her nipples chafed against the cover, and she bucked
when he slid his hands under her and pinched each nipple in turn. With his
naked chest pressed against her back, exerting pressure on the left-over
soreness there, Nikita felt owned, and used, and she reveled in that feeling,
as he rolled each hard nub between his fingertips and pulled. Darts of arousal
shot through her body to her clit, and she couldn't help her breathless moan.
"Oh, that feels so
good."
He kissed her shoulder
and withdrew again. Tiny stings to her back made her gasp. Each sting was
soothed by soft lips.
"Turn your head
and look at us in the mirror. I want you to see me fuck you. I want you to see
my cock plundering your sweet cunt, so that you'll know who owns you."
Instead of appalling
her, those words excited her further, and she dutifully turned to look. Even
though her vision was hazy she could see him towering over her, his body so big
and dark compared to her, and every fiber of her being tensed when she caught
the first glimpse of his cock. Thick and long, it rose from its thatch of dark
hair, his heavy balls swinging underneath as he moved. Raoul took himself in
hand and stroked his dick from head to root with slow measured moves that had
her mewling anew.
"Beg me for my
cock, girl. Tell me you want it. Tell me you're mine."
"Yes, anything,
please. I need you …. I need your cock … Sir."
The tagged on address
made him growl, and Nikita closed her eyes when he placed several cushions
under her hips until her ass was elevated.
"So wet, so
beautiful. Who owns this pussy, squirt?"
"You do,
Sir."
"Damn fucking
right, I do."
He slid the thick head
of his erection through her pussy lips, and Nikita held her breath as his heat
branded her. He repeated that process over and over until Nikita wanted to
scream and her nerve endings were strung so tight, she could barely breathe.
She yanked on her restraints, but it was useless. When he finally breached her
hole it was with agonizing slowness that awakened every one of her vaginal
nerves, and she grit her teeth at the sensation of being filled and stretched
to capacity.
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Author
Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good description
for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when
people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to
toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children,
pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic
goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all,
like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even
more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters
tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris
burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and
quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales
involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.
From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories
are guaranteed.
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