Their Weapons Maker (Heroes Of Olympus 3) by April Zyon

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Rachael Dunfries isn’t ready to die. She’ll fight tooth and nail to survive the gutless attack that put her in the hospital—even hire protection to keep her safe. Falling in love with the men looking after her was not part of the plan.

Discovering the threat won’t be an easy battle to win, but Dieter Adler-Faust and Wyatt Aragon are as ready as they can be. The fight that ensues isn’t what they had planned. A new level of war has been declared. For the love of their woman, they’ll do whatever is necessary.

An attack too close to home has everyone scrambling. Rachael is in danger, Wyatt’s injured, and the battle lines are drawn. It’s a fight they can’t lose if they want to finally have a chance at a life together.

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), spanking

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April Zyon has come out with some pretty amazing books with a paranormal and mythological flavor to them. This series, The Heroes of Olympus, has got to be one of my absolute favorites. If you have been following the series so far, (and yes, I skipped the second book. I’ll be heading right back to it.) The gods have assembled a team of soldiers, to find, protect and bond with, 6 keys, (women) that are descendants of the gods. One is the key to letting Hades out of Tartarus. Each woman has two men.

This is one of those series where it would be better for me to really just say…OMG, you really need to read this series! It’s full of smart alek gods, mythological goodness, really, really hot warrior dudes who love and protect their women pretty much right from the get-go, and super smart women. Also, there’s a battle between good and evil here.

Our trio in this book is Rachel, a brilliant weapons maker, Wyatt, and Dieter. Rachel has been shot by an unknown assailant, and it’s up to the team to find out who and why. You’ll absolutely love it, and you’ll definitely want more!

5 Fantastacal Stars

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Tannin’s Thunderbolt (Devil’s Souls MC Book 1) By Ravenna Tate

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When Raiyana Parente learns a Mob boss wants her dead for refusing to become his business partner, she runs. With no clear plan, she ends up in the parking lot of Scotty’s Place, a posh strip club in Creek Ridge, Ohio, believing the tall, muscled biker in jeans and dirty boots is the man sent to kill her. She couldn’t be more wrong.

Sterling Tanner, known to his Demons on Wheels MC Brothers as Tannin, is hit by the thunderbolt the moment he looks into Rai’s dark eyes. But the trouble she brings with her isn’t something his MC needs. Still, what’s a man to do when the woman he has to have, no matter what, shows up?

As their rough and dirty sexual relationship burns up the sheets, Tannin must find a way to keep Rai safe from the Mob. But can he win her heart as well?

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, sex toys, flogging, anal sex, public exhibition

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The superduper, remarkable Ravenna Tate has come out with an all-new series that will not only blow her fans away, but will have lovers of MC romance flipping their e-reader pages with glee. Tannin’s Thunderbolt is the first book in the new Demons on Wheels MC series. Considering the glut on the market with MC romances, I was a little leery as to how this would turn out.

I needn’t have worried, this was an absolutely fabulous start to her series! The characters were fascinating, three-dimensional, gritty, raw and real. I could really see these guys in my mind’s eye and I wanted more! Our heroine, Raiyanna, is running for her life when a mob boss puts a price on her head. She ends up stopping and running into Tannin, the sergeant-at-arms of the Demons On Wheels MC. And when he’s struck by how much he wants this woman, he brings her into his club despite the fact she could be a heap of trouble for him and his brothers.

We are introduced to Gorgon, Vassago, Legs, and the others family members as they all try to help Rai out from her troubles with mob boss Vito from a surprising source. She also has lots of very steamy, dirty, sex with Tannin and she learns how he got his name. (He does enjoy “Tannin’” her bottom red. It’s another remarkable series for Ravenna!

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In His Hands by Raven McAllan

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In Monsoon season, in Hong Kong, anything can happen… even so, the last thing Caness Clacher expected was to meet a Dom. The very man who made her want to sink to her knees and say, “Yes, Sir.”

Unbeknown to Caness, Patrick Lim had waited a long time to claim her as his sub.

Without electricity and with a monsoon raging, it’s time to explore their desires. Will the elements work in their favor or not?
Only time—and a scene—will tell.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.

Be Warned: BDSM, restraints, sex toys, spanking, wax play

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In His Hands by Raven McAllan is a true treat! First, I’m a huge fan of Raven’s, I love her books, I love trying to decipher some of those truly UK words, and I just love her! She’s the only author who will ever get me to read Regency romance. Ever!  She has a way with words that actually makes it enjoyable for me.

In His Hands is a BDSM romance set during a monsoon in Hong Kong. One of the enjoyable parts of this book is in knowing that the author has actually been to Hong Kong, so she has her research down. There are two characters in the book, Caness (love the name!) Clacher and Patrick Lim. Caness has a twin brother Anthony who is mentioned in the book, but he is off script.

Caness is on the last day of working full time with the company she is with before going freelance. She is headed home in the middle of a severe black rainstorm which is a harbinger of a monsoon. She stops in front of a shop window and sees silver cuffs and a collar. She know exactly what they are for and they get her excited, then, she hears a voice tell her that they would look good on her, and nothing else. Especially with her on her knees before him.

Caness turns to the stranger and before long finds out that he’s not really a stranger. He’s a friend of her twin brother Anthony’s and she actually knows him. Patrick Lim. He invites her into the shop and volunteers to take her home. She has a choice, does he take her home? Or, does he take her to his home to wait out the monsoon where she will become his sub and learn what it means to submit?

This was an absolute joy to read and I loved both Patrick and Caness. The scenes they did together were incredibly hot (like top of the scoville chart hot!) and I hated to see the words, The End. Luckily, Raven will write more books, but this was definitely a favorite!

5 Dom-Tastic Stars

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If something is bothering you, put your hand up in the air, or if that’s not possible say, ‘Please, Sir’.”

Patrick waited with bated breath to see what her response would be. In all honesty he wanted to shackle her, fuck her five ways to Friday, and then turn her over and do it all again, but that time in her ass.

Slowly, Lim, let her get used to it all.

“Nod if you agree, pet.”

His cock almost split his trousers when she grinned and nodded.

“Then, I think we’ll take it nice and slowly and try a little wax play. A little decoration on your breasts and tummy to start off with.”

Her eyes widened and he could see the heat that flared in them. Patrick chuckled. “But I do think you’d feel a lot comfier naked now. First though, I need to get out of this suit and put on something more fitting for a scene.” She nodded vigorously and he laughed. “And less likely to get spoiled when my pre-cum decides to get in on the act and make its presence known.”

Caness took a deep breath. The action swelled her breasts, which, with the chain swinging from them, was such a fucking turn on. Patrick had a hard job not to unzip his trousers, take his cock out, and fist himself hard and fast. Only immense control born of years of experience stopped him. He would wait. The pain in his dick would help him to concentrate on Caness, which was as it should be.

Her skin had the soft sheen of arousal coating it. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes had the haze of desire clouding them.

As she let her breath out in a long silent whoosh, Patrick gave in to temptation and stroked her collarbone, and placed his curved hand over her breasts. “These are mine, pet. And this.” He cupped her mound over the pelmet of her skirt. That would come off in a second, he hoped. “This is mine.” He ran his other hand over the globes of her ass and teased her dark hole over her skirt, letting the silky material caress the opening. “As is this. In fact, your body is mine unless you say otherwise. Oh, and in case you were wondering. Your climax? Very definitely mine. So I’ll have to ask you once more: are you happy to give yourself to me, body and soul, whilst we scene?”

Her eyes widened, and he flicked each nipple in turn. “This is one of those occasions where I’ve asked you a question, which you need to answer, pet. So color?”

She blinked. “Oh, er yes. Um, green.”

Patrick shook his head in mock annoyance. “Um green is a new one on me. Anywhere near green as in ‘good to go’ green?”

“Definitely, Sir. All green.”

He nodded and walked across to the patio doors and opened the curtains. He checked the long rope handholds were where he wanted them and grinned to himself. Torturing a subbie this way was so much fun.

It was totally dark outside, with no lights showing. “Then get out of those clothes and stand facing the outside, just in front of the window. You see these handholds?”

She nodded somewhat warily.

“Grab them. I’ll change the tension when I get back. There are markers on the window surround for your feet. I’d like you using them all for when I come back. Naked of course. When we play, unless I say otherwise, you’ll be naked.”

He watched as she processed what he’d asked her to do. Caness swallowed and put her hand in the air. He’d thought she’d do that. He let the silence stretch until she wriggled her toes into the carpet.

“Yes, pet?”

She cleared her throat. “Stand naked in front of the window? Where anyone could see?”

“It’s black rain and we’ve no electricity,” Patrick pointed out. “Anyone who is stupid enough to be outside in this will be too concerned with their own safety and welfare to get their rocks off looking up at you spread-eagled in the window, as arousing and luscious as the view will be.”

She bit her lip, realized what she was doing, and stopped suddenly. “But it might come back on.”

“So it might,” he agreed. “Does that mean you’re safe-wording out?”

This time the silence lasted longer.

“Caness?”

There was not a chance he was going to tell her it was one way glass and although she could see out, no one could see in.

That would spoil this delicious subbie-torture.

Besides, she either trusted him or she didn’t.

“You have until I come back down to decide.”

 

A Flogging Fantasy (The Spanking Experiments Book 3) by Ravenna Tate

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Despite her strict upbringing and meddling family, Glynis Coleman has entertained fantasies of being flogged all her adult life. But until she decided to answer an ad on a BDSM site, seeking participants for a survey on impact play, she had given up hope of fulfilling those fantasies in real life. And guilt over them led her to teach history in a Catholic high school, thus decreasing her chances of meeting anyone interested in indulging her secret desires. 

Asa Baker, the Dom at Sensations who introduces her to impact play during one erotic night at the club, is everything she’s ever dreamed of. Handsome, charming, and he loves to use a flogger. Asa has been searching for the woman of his dreams, and it doesn’t take him long to realize he’s found that woman in Glynis. Now all he has to do is convince her of the same thing.

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Ravenna Tate. Just seeing her name gives me the tingles. Honestly, she’s one of my favorite BDSM authors…ok, I just plain love her writing. This new series of hers, The Spanking Experiment, has quickly become a fast favorite of mine! I certainly wouldn’t mind if it kept going on and on. We are now on book number three, A Flogging Fantasy, and just the title alone has me all in a tizzy! I would love to be in the heroine’s place!

One of the things, (And there are many!) that I love about this series, is that the heroines are all plus size. They are also self-conscious about their bodies and have poor body image. These doms make them feel good about themselves, and if I had any complaint at all about these books is that they are too short!

Our heroine responding to the survey this time is Glynis Coleman, an Irish-Catholic school teacher who works in a Catholic High School. (Talk about sexual repression!) She’s had fantasies of being flogged for a long time, but being Catholic, and being raised in a family who believes in old-fashioned arranged marriages, she’s has to repress her urges. Enter dominant Asa Baker, one of the owners of Sensations BDSM club, and the dom who chose her. They spend quite the incredible night together, learning a lot about each other. Has Glynis found her match?

You’ll love this book! Despite the short length, it’s full of spicy and erotic flogging scenes and good old fashioned romance!

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I’m shivering although the room is not cold, and once again I’m seized with a desperate urge to cover up. His jaw goes slack, and his gaze roams over my naked body. Either he’s a fabulous actor, or that unbridled lust is real. It can’t be, can it? This beautiful man, who would have to do no more than crook his finger at a woman to have her, is gaping at me?

 

“Damn. I had no idea you would be this sexy in person.” He crosses the space between us in two strides. “You agreed to sexual touching if it came to that, correct?” The question is almost desperate, and I have to force back a moan.

 

“Yes.”

 

“I use condoms. And I have no diseases.”

 

“I have none either.” I’ve barely had sex. Should I tell him that? This surreal moment is more than I’m able to handle. My pulse is racing.

 

He’s still staring at me, glancing up and down my body. Now, he walks around me, and this is more than I’m equipped to deal with. My legs are trembling. They won’t stop, no matter how much I will them to.

 

“You are stunning, Glynis. Absolutely beautiful.”

 

I stay silent because the simple truth is that I don’t believe him. But despite that, when he pushes up against my backside and wraps his arms around me, I cry out softly at the intense arousal coursing through me.

 

“I’m going to flog you with each of these floggers you chose. Your lovely, round ass will be pink, then red and puffy. By morning, it will be bruised and purple. You will have trouble walking.”

 

Those words wash over me, sending chills up and down my spine until I’m arching my back so my ass rubs against the bulge in his leather pants. I imagine him holding me down and fucking me senseless, after he flogs me until I can hardly breathe. My pussy contracts in tiny spasms, and my clit throbs.

 

“What do you think about that?” His voice is deep and sultry in my ear, and his breath hot against my skin.

 

“I think it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”

 

“Good girl.” That silky phrase sends more shivers down my spine, as if hearing it confirms everything I’ve ever wanted in life. I want to hear those words again, over and over.

 

“And, if you’re a very good girl…” He cups my breasts, and I moan loudly as fireworks explode inside my head. “I might fuck you, too.”

 

“Please,” I whisper, unable to stop the word before it leaves my mouth.

 

His soft chuckle plays over my senses, rendering me helpless in his arms. This is what I’ve waited for, right here and now. It finally has a name, a tangible image, and a scent. I’ve been searching so long I didn’t believe I’d find it, but I was wrong. It exists. It’s real. He is real.

 

“Let’s see how the flogging goes first.” When he steps away, the sense of loss is overwhelming. The room is suddenly cooler. This time, I do wrap my arms around my body but only because I miss the warmth of his touch. My own arms are a poor substitute.

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Jungle Rapture (Jaguar Queens 1) by M.A. Jewell

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An advocate for endangered species, journalist Kelsi Gorman travels to the Brazilian Amazon to locate a mysterious black jaguar the size of a saber-toothed tiger. Instead, the enormous cat finds her knee deep in mud, blood, and smugglers. 

Jaime Salazar, one of a few surviving male jaguar shifters, encounters a scent he never thought to find—a female jag shifter. Jag queens exist only in the elder’s stories, but someone staked out a she-cat like poacher bait. 

In a fit of primal instinct, Jaime marks Kelsi as his mate. Now, no other female will arouse him. To avoid a long celibate life, he is forced to woo his reluctant mate-to-be. But first he must keep her alive.

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Jungle Rapture is the first book in the Jungle Queens series written by M.A. Jewell, who is a new author to me. I’m awfully glad I picked up this book, and the only negative thing I have to say is that I was bummed that it was so short. (It’s one of Evernight’s Reading On The Go books). Shifter books are a genre that I’ve only gotten into over the past couple of years, and it’s a very fluid world other than they shift and want mates. Ms Jewell has written a richly, lush world for her story and I was so impressed with the detail and the characters.

We pretty much deal with Kelsi Gorman and Jamie Salazar for the entirety. Kelsi finds herself in quite a bit of trouble with some poachers at the beginning of the book. Jamie is a black jaguar shifter who is trying to keep his identity secret, both as the giant black jaguar he is, and who his human side is. So he helps Kelsi out, but as a jaguar, until he has no choice but to reveal himself to her, because after all, she’s his mate.

However, Kelsi has no clue who or what she is, and doesn’t believe or want Jamie as a mate. But after a day of violence, Kelsi has her eyes opened, but will she choose Jamie, or leave him?

I was completely riveted to this book, and was close to having a bit of a bratty foot stomping moment because there wasn’t any more book to read. You’ll definitely want to check this one out, and I’ve found myself a new author to love

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Jaime stayed silent in the face of her outburst. With a deliberate nod, he stood. She guessed him to be about six-foot-four. He toed off rubber boots that appeared way too small then lowered the zipper of his pants. Kelsi gasped before looking pointedly at the damp earth.

“I must disrobe or go naked the rest of our hike. Don’t look away. It’s essential you know me as I am.”

Kelsi jerked a nod. Her sanity rode on this next minute. His pants dropped to his feet, and he stepped from them. Her gaze followed the perfect, masculine form of his calves to his thighs. She gasped again. Still seated, she got a full frontal of the healthy weight at his groin.

Uncut, interesting. She forced herself to look him in the eye. The half-grin returned. He may be some unearthly, were-something, but he was still a typical man.

Jaime dropped to a prone position. “I’ll lie still in cat form. So you feel safe.”

“That’s thoughtful.” Kelsi couldn’t keep the sarcasm from her voice. Likely, he played her like some pervert exhibitionist. Although, he did have goods worth looking at.

“Remember, I cannot harm you. You are—special.”

Before she could ask what he meant, Jaime grimaced. His body shimmered with a dark light that grew beyond his form. The nimbus cast a beast shape around his body, darkened further, then melted away.

Kelsi’s strangled yelp cut the air. She scrambled back from the massive jaguar lying in Jaime’s place. Black Beauty. The cat settled his muzzle on his front paws and raised amazing blue eyes to her. True to Jaime’s word, the beast didn’t move a muscle.

Kelsi froze in wonder. If the dart drug did this, she’d know eventually. But wow, what a ride! Her knees sank into the damp earth as she crawled on all fours to the cat.

“Hi there, Black Beauty. Such a pretty boy.”

The lush fur, so close, called to her. As Jaime predicted, the jaguar’s sedate manner gave her a sense of safety. Ferns near his nose quivered in time with his regular breaths. She reached a hand to his neck and slid fingers into his pelt. Aside from leaning into her touch, the animal didn’t move.

Kelsi edged closer. She reveled in the nearness to the great cat. Like a child who couldn’t stay away from a fluffy kitten, she ruffled his ears then leaned in to nuzzle his fur. His luscious scent further soothed, melting away any remaining angst.

“Thank you for saving me,” she whispered. Fully into the fantasy, or her delirium, she lay next to him and stroked his side.

Black Beauty blinked and lifted his face to hers. He flicked his whiskers before the tip of his tongue dabbed her nose.

She giggled. A visceral part of her wanted the magnificent animal to accept her touch. All those times the big cats approached her—unusually interested in her over the other zookeepers—she’d yearned to tousle their ears or ruffle their fur. Logic never allowed her to indulge.

Petting the cat, she couldn’t help the smile that split her face. “You’re amazing.”

White light rose from the jaguar’s form enveloping her hand. While the glow hid his body, fur turned to bare skin under her touch. The halo of light receded. With that same knowing, half-smile, Jaime propped his head on a raised elbow and turned to his side. “So are you, anjo.”

His arousal lay prominent, front and center, along his abdomen. Kelsi’s mouth froze in an “O”. A beat too late, she yanked her arm to her own personal space. Heat flushed her cheeks and other hidden parts.

 

 

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Under His Protection by Doris O’Connor

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Jacqui Page is all set to spend her thirty-fifth birthday eating her body weight in chocolate and watching chick flicks—until her best friend drags her off to visit the local BDSM club.

Now, a birthday spanking sounds like a mighty fine idea. Especially if it’s going to be delivered by the one man she’s been secretively lusting after for weeks—her melt your panties in an instant, bad boy neighbor.

Lukas Markz can’t believe his eyes when his shy, goody-two-shoes, next-door neighbor turns up at his club, dressed as every Dom’s wet dream. He doesn’t do commitment, but witnessing her submission brings out his inner caveman. No other man is going to get to mark her soft skin or listen to the sounds of her surrender. This bundle of curves is under his protection, and he will show her what it means to be his.

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Time to break out the party hats! That really good chocolate! (I’m a fan of Cadbury’s myself) And if you are really adventurous, the whips and floggers! Doris O’Connor has a new book out and it’s time to celebrate! (Ok, it was in an anthology, Dominant Persuasions (no longer available) Now, you can get the re-edited story, Under His Protection, and trust me, you DO!

It’s Jacqui’s 35th birthday and all she wants to do is hang out at home with her tub of ice cream, but her friend Lauren decides it’s time for her to stop reading about her fantasies and live them out. She takes her to a BDSM club where she first gets hit on by the bouncer, then she finds out that Lauren set her up, last, and certainly not least, she finds out her neighbor she has a crush on is her Dom for the night.

Lucas is shocked to find his neighbor at the club, and even more shocked to find out she’s there for birthday spankings. There’s no way he’s letting another Dom give them to her, and there’s no way he’s letting anyone see her get them but him. But Jacqui has seen numerous woman coming out of his apartment, does she really want to get involved with a player and have her heart broken?

Despite this being shorter than most, this was an excellent read! I loved both of the main characters and how they interacted with each other. And as always, Doris writes the most incredibly hot D/s ever! I end up needing the chocolate and water afterwards!

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Going on instinct and the very real need to touch her, Lukas stepped up behind her. Putting his hand over hers on the glass, he grasped her hip with his free hand, and kicking her legs apart with his foot, pulled her flush against him. There was no way on Earth she would miss his raging boner, and, sure enough, another one of those cock hardening groans came from her.

Lukas brought one of his thighs up and between her legs, and it was his turn to groan, as the wet heat of her pussy seared his thigh even through their combined clothing.

“Naughty girl, you’re soaked through.”

He dropped a kiss on the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck, and grazed his teeth along the sensitive flesh. Gooseflesh erupted on Jacqui’s skin, and her hips flexed, as though she was trying to gain purchase on his thigh. When he rubbed that limb up and down her sodden crotch, she gasped, and put her other hand on the glass, too.

“Oh, God.”

Her heartfelt plea only served to make Lukas harder, and grasping her hips with both hands he lifted her up. With her feet dangling off the floor, her whole weight rested on his thigh, and she tensed when he slid her up and down his leg.

Head down, so that her hair obscured her expression, it was still pretty damn obvious that his naughty little dove was fast hurtling toward release, and it was suddenly imperative to Lukas that she did. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought little Miss Goody Two-shoes would be this responsive, and it was fucking hot to witness. As was watching Jake and Lauren, when he flicked a glance over to the action.

“Head up and watch them, little dove.”

Letting go of her hip for a moment, Lukas fisted his hand in Jacqui’s hair. It effectively forced her to look up and see what was going on.

“Oh, fuck.”

He grinned at her response, and resuming his slow slide along her cunt, nuzzled into her neck. “Such language from you, girl. Keep that up, and a spanking won’t be the only thing you’ll get from my hands. Maybe that’s what you want though?”

He pulled back just in time to see Jake reach between him and Lauren, and grasp the end of the butt plug decorating his sub’s ass. He thrust that object in and out of Lauren’s clenching hole with one hand, while he continued fucking her pussy, and Jacqui whimpered.

It made Lukas speed up the friction he created between her legs, and his jeans grew damp with his girl’s arousal. The sweet musk of aroused woman filled his nostrils, and he pressed his advantage.

“Is my naughty girl imagining that was her cunt being fucked?”

Another little mewl escaped her, and Jacqui locked her arms better to push back against him.

Lukas bit down on the perspiration-soaked flesh in front of him, and she gave a strangled groan that made his cock twitch in need.

Soothing the red mark away with his tongue, he yanked her head sideways so that he could kiss her. Her gasp of surprise gave him access, and Lukas grunted his own need when she kissed him back. Hesitant at first and then with ever bolder strokes of her tongue, that meant he had to break the kiss, before he took her right here in the corridor, where anyone would come across them.

While that idea had merit, and his cock was all but screaming at him to claim this woman, he forced himself to pull back.

Breaths seesawing in and out, her corset had slipped with the force of her breathing. It now revealed the edge of her areolae. It made Lukas want to lean down and trace his tongue along the pebbled flesh to coax out the tight nipples poking through their restraints.

He did neither however, just drank in the sight of his woman, and dammit, she was his, even if only for tonight. Face flushed, kiss swollen lips parted, she looked breathtakingly beautiful, and his chest tightened with a rush of emotion he didn’t dare quantify.

“Open your eyes, little dove.”

He grimaced at the rough timbre of his voice, and watched in rapt fascination as her eyelids fluttered open. If he had any doubts about how aroused she was, the evidence was there in her hugely dilated pupils. Only a small ring of blue remained around the outer edges, as she tried to focus on him.

He smiled, and pulled her head back round toward the glass.

A soft, needy, sound escaped her. It was so damn fucking hot, as was the action on the other side of that window.

Lauren shook and shivered, her mouth open in a scream they couldn’t hear, as she was reaching her climax, and the rosy flush of her release could be seen all over her body.

“Oh my God.”

Jacqui’s whisper turned into a groan when Lukas resumed his slide along her cunt, and she jerked. Behind the glass, Jake pulled out the butt plug at the same time as he pulled out of Lauren’s wet cunt. Aligning himself with her gaping butt hole, he thrust in deep.

Jacqui stiffened in front of him as Jake set up a ruthless rhythm. One that Lukas mirrored with his thigh, while he continued to whisper to his girl.

“Imagine that’s you, tied for my pleasure. Your butt is still sore from your spanking, and your cunt well used, while I claim your sweet ass. Ever taken a man up the ass, little dove?”

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The Alpha lives for the hunt…

Driven by instinct, an Alpha shifter recognizes his fated mate from one scent, one touch. He’ll pursue his woman, regardless of the cost, and anyone else would be smart to get out of his way. He won’t stop until he takes possession of his prize.

Although the hunter doesn’t need convincing, his mate certainly does. The Alpha will have to prove himself as a lover and convince his woman that he plays for keeps.

Scent of Destiny by Rose Wulf

Taken Mate by Sam Crescent

Finders Keepers by Stacey Espino

The Hunt by Doris O’Connor

Alpha at Altitude by Lily Harlem

Fated to the Razorback Demon by Maia Dylan

Running Home by Michelle Graham

Alpha’s Sunshine by Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Checkmate by Wren Michaels

Frozen Heart by Beth D. Carter

Wolf Hunter by Elena Kincaid

Returning to the Coyote by Roberta Winchester

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Evernight Publishing has put out two anthologies with the same theme and that is being taken by an Alpha male. A shifter in most cases, (I did not read the M/M version so I can only speak for the F/M version) But in both books they managed to snag some truly incredible authors.

To say that Evernight has a plethora of talent in their stables is an understatement at best, just the talent in the 12 author anthology I read alone proves it. Some of my favorite authors were in this anthology, Doris O’Connor, Sam Crescent, Lily Harlem, Maia Dylan and Elena Kincaid. Incidentally, their stories also stood out in this amazing anthology.

I also enjoyed the rest, especially Stacey Espino andElyzabeth M. VaLey’s contributions. My absolute favorite though, would be The Hunt by Doris O’Connor. Raphael is a wolf shifter who finds his mate in a doe shifter named Aubrey. He saves her but finds out mating is not always easy, especially when a rival is involved. My runner-up story is Taken Mate by Sam Crescent about a wolf shifter who after abducting his mate, just can’t quite get the courting part right.

All in all, every story in this book is a hit and deserves 5 Stars!

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 A Tiger’s Luck by Maia Dylan

Last Alpha Standing by James Cox

Mooncrest by Jules Dixon

His Guardian Panther by Elena Kincaid

The Scarf by L.J. Longo

A Matter of Trust by Pelaam

Conflict of Interest by L.D. Blakeley

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Love My Pain by Sam Crescent

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Edward Banner is so out of his depth, and he knows it. Falling for a waitress that is younger than he is was one thing. Falling for a woman who self-harms? That is another thing altogether. He doesn’t understand it. But he can’t bear to see it happen, and there’s no turning back. 

Isabel Benson has not lived a great life. Abandoned by her parents from a young age, she was the one who raised her little sister. When the pressures of life got too much, she found one solution to get herself through, the only thing she could ever control, cutting. It’s hers alone. Her little secret—until Edward catches her. 

He wants her to stop, but she doesn’t know if she can. There is no easy way to help. But he’s not walking away like so many people have in her life. He’s not going to stop loving her, and he’s not going to stop being there. 

Can Isabel find the strength to see that she doesn’t need to hurt herself anymore? Will Edward stay true to his word, and stay by her side? 

Be Warned: spanking

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Sam Crescent is one of my faves, but this time she’s decided to tackle a subject a bit more on the serious side, cutting. After reading Love My Pain, I think Sam did a great job with it. I was a little miffed with Edward in the beginning for leaving Isabel alone when she was chained up in the dungeon, since that’s just a huge no-no, otherwise, Edward was a terrific character who handled everything well.

Isabel Benson cuts herself on occasion to feel. She’s had a rough childhood where her parents made her feel awful, that is, when they bothered to be around. They left her to raise her sister Sophie.

Edward is a bit older than Isabel, but he’s determined to help her with her problem. He’s also just a friend. But he’s also attracted to Isabel. When Isabel finally admits what she wants and needs, Edward may just have a change of heart that will heal them both.

I enjoyed this book immensely, and even though it’s part of a series, it is a stand alone.

5 Dark and Domalicious Stars

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Was it possible for Edward to fall in love with her? She already knew her feelings for him. She loved him, knew without a doubt that she did. Her feelings when it came to him had been building from that very first time he walked into the diner.

She had been captivated by him, and now, she wanted to be everything he needed.

It had been nearly two weeks since he had taken her kit from her, and she hadn’t felt the need for it. There was no weekly ritual in her life for the kit. It wasn’t like she set a day every week, and then stuck to it.

The only time she had used it was when she couldn’t stand not to. The longest she had been without hurting herself was three months. Three months she could handle. Two weeks were a piece of cake.

Cleaning the dishes, she felt Edward close beside her. He stood, drying up the dishes that she washed.

The cut on her thigh was all healed up, and she didn’t know how to tell him.

Her body was on fire for him. She wanted him so badly. Her dreams at night were getting hotter.

With no release, she was finding it hard to concentrate on anything else. His hands looked so big, and she wondered what they would be like on her body, touching her. Her imagination was running riot right now.

“My legs are fine,” she said, blurting the words out, and cringing as she finished.

“I’m sorry?”

“My leg. It’s fine. No more damage.” She had still covered it with tape just in case. She didn’t want to risk the scab opening up and bleeding.

Handing him the final plate, she cleaned the sink up and washed her hands.

“Show me,” he said.

Staring at him, and around the kitchen, she licked her dry lips. She wasn’t nervous about showing him her healed leg. No, she was more nervous about him discovering the truth of her arousal. She was wet. Even her panties were wet.

Grow up. You’re twenty-five for God’s sake. Get your shit together.

Unbuttoning her jeans, she lowered the zipper and wriggled the jeans down to her knees. The shirt she wore covered her thighs, so she lifted it up. All she wanted to do was cover up. Most of her old scars were faded, some of them just silvery strips similar to wounds made in surgery. Only hers were not perfect.

She had never gone too deep, or hurt herself to the point that she needed to go to the hospital for stitches. As with all things in her life, she had been careful.

Holding her shirt at the apex of her thighs, she was praying that he didn’t notice her wet panties, or the scent of her arousal.

Isabel truly believed that she could smell herself. Edward knelt down, and she watched him as he removed the Band-Aid from her thigh. The scab was nice and clean. For as long as she could, she kept it exposed so the scab would form quickly. She had even opted for some skirts to help with the process, only long skirts though, down to her ankles, hiding everything.

“Remove your jeans,” he said.

Undeniable by Ravenna Tate

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Blurb:

Rosanna Selim can’t recall almost two years of her life, but it hasn’t stopped her from loving her job as a paralegal with one of the top defense firms in Cleveland, Ohio. It also hasn’t affected her relationship with sexy, charming homicide detective, Houston Cassidy. Until he tells her about a twelve-year old case. As images invade both her waking and dreaming states, she’s certain that uncovering the truth means losing Houston.

Houston has been unlucky in love because of dedication to his job, so he’s determined not to screw things up with Rosanna. She’s sexy, beautiful, and the most easy going woman he’s ever met. He adores her. But when she tells him about the images, and as she works with a therapist to recover her memories, Houston has to come to terms with the possibility that she’s the killer in a case he’s been trying to solve for twelve years.

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking

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I’ll be the first to admit, I’m a HUGE Ravenna Tate fan, so I was super excited when this book came out because I love this series so far, but I have to say that as much as I loved the other books, this one, by far, blew me away. I mean, I think this may be my favorite book from her ever. I ran through the gamut of emotions from laughing to crying and I was seriously bummed out when it was all over. (Because it was over.)

Houston Cassidy is a police detective who has been a detective for 12 years. He’s gone through 3 marriages because of it, but he wouldn’t give it up. He also has a girlfriend, Rosanna Selim who he is crazy about. His partner Annie, who drives him and all the rest of the precinct crazy, has found a lead on a cold case. His very first case as detective.

He tells Rosanna about the case, and she starts having nightmares along with ages old flashes of dark images. Houston starts to suspect that Rosanna may just be the suspect he’s been looking for. If she is, then she may have lived through something horrible.

I seriously felt for both characters in this book as both Houston and Annie’s investigation progressed and Rosanna not only had to deal with lost memories, but with Houston being a bit of a jerk for a while, and then dealing with her repressed memories when they come to light. Aside from Houston’s period of being said jerk, he really was a great guy. And I liked Annie, maybe she’ll have a book. All in all, if I could give this more than 5 Stars, I certainly would. Just an awesome read!!!

5 Super-Duper Mega Stars

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“I love it when you do that.”

“Are you sure?” He raised his brows. “I can wait a long time.”

“Oh yeah?” She shoved her hand between them and caressed his erect penis. “Doesn’t feel that way to me.”

The laugh she loved so much filled the space around them. “Appearances are deceiving.” Shivers ran up and down her spine as he kneaded her breasts. Even with her clothes still on, the effect was intoxicating. She massaged his shaft, aching for that dick to be inside her.

“You’re going to wait for it, babe.”

“Even with me doing this?”

One finger traced between her breasts, over her abdomen, and landed on her clit, where he rubbed hard. The movement forced her hand off his cock. “Now you can’t reach me.”

“Tease.”

“I never tease.” He massaged her swollen bud through the jeans, but she definitely felt it.

“So what do you call this?”

“Payback.”

“For what?”

“For being too damn sexy for your own good.”

“Weak, Houston. Very weak.”

“Oh yeah? Who’s the one squirming and begging right now?”

When he clamped his mouth on her groin through the denim, Rosanna cried out in pleasure. He was right. He’d nailed her. How the man had so much self-control was a mystery to her, but she loved it. She loved the teasing and she loved the way he made her so crazy with desire she wasn’t above begging him to fuck her.

“I’ll bet your hot pussy is soaking wet right now.”

“Why don’t you take off my jeans and find out?”

“Oh, I’ll take them off, but I’m not fucking you just yet. There’s something I keep promising you but haven’t delivered.”

“And what might that be?”

A wicked, sly grin had her wondering if she should have asked. Houston yanked off her jeans, taking her panties with them. He removed her socks and shoes, but instead of returning to what he’d been doing with that magic mouth a second ago, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over one knee.

“Houston…” She was so surprised, she had no idea what to say.

“I’ve been threatening to spank you for weeks.” She gasped as he swatted each cheek, hard. He pinned her thighs with his right leg and held her across the lower back with his left hand. She couldn’t move, and the effect was so deliciously dominant that she nearly came.

“Tell me you’ve been a bad girl.” One more stinging smack on each cheek forced another gasp from her. “I want to hear you say it.”

“I’ve been a bad girl.” Her voice came out all breathy and low, but honestly, how could she help that? This was so over the top intoxicating that her clit began to throb.

“Yes, you have.”

“Oh my God!” He delivered five more blows to each cheek, alternating, and now they burned like fucking crazy. Each swat built on the next one, until she couldn’t distinguish the pleasure from the pain. The combined into one sweet, torturous sensation that sent shivers down her spine, and tiny contractions to her soaking wet pussy.

“Had enough yet, bad girl?”

“I don’t even know how to answer that.”

Houston rubbed the wounds he’d made, which forced loud moans from her as the intensity of the burn increased. “Not quite yet. You can take a bit more.”

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First Contact (Heroes of Olympus book 1) by April Zyon

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Mikhail “Wolf” Rossov and Gareth “Gunner” Gruffyd are part of a joint Navy SEAL and Army Ranger team that have been tasked with a new war. One that needs to be kept from being discovered, at all costs.Out on the job, they end up saving a woman who turns out to be more than they could have believed.

Camilla Berry is a kindergarten teacher. The most dangerous part of her job is a wide spread flu epidemic in her class. Being a teacher is all she’s ever wanted. She never thought she’d soon be part of something bigger.

Kidnapped to become a pawn in a dangerous, violent game, Camilla has only one hope—for her two men to come to her rescue, before it’s too late. She knows that they would walk through the fires of hell for her. But will they make it in time?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex, double penetration, spanking

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First off, whenever I see a book come out by April Zyon, I get that excited squee thing going, but a new series? Well pick me up off the floor. (Seriously, can someone find me two, strong, alpha males to pick me up off of the floor?) Ok, I digress. A NEW SERIES! I’m just all  atwitter.

So, First Contact is about a 12 man team of uber hot soldiers that have been hand-picked by the God Ares, (that’s the God of war in case you didn’t know) to form a special team to help defend against evil and keep Hades where he belongs. Hades also needs the powers of at least 4 of 6 women who are descendants of the Gods. This is where our souped up guys come in. As you can see from the number of female to male ratio, there are 2 males to one female. So the men will pair off with their perfect soul mate of a woman.

There are lots more to all of this, and it’s all a very cool concept and plot. Our first two mates are Mikhail and Gareth. Mikhail is known as Wolf, and is the sniper and defacto leader. He’s also the dark half of the equation. Gareth, is the light. Both tall, built and hot. They are also both pierced. (Yup, on the floor again.) It’s a thing with all of them, you’ll see.

Their rescue and person to protect is a kindergarten teacher named Sandie heh heh, no Camilla. I have to say there were times I wasn’t quite sure how to take Camilla. She was veeery talkative, a mite bossy, and there were times I was wondering when the gag was coming out. But she was certainly lovable, and she was the soul mate of our two heroes.

I fell in love with this book and I am excited to read the rest of the series to see what happens. Trust me, you don’t want to miss this!

5 Heavenly Stars

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It felt good to be back on American soil. While Mikhail thought of himself as more Russian than American, America had been his home for all his life and always would be.

Mikhail stepped out of the steamy bathroom and finished toweling off as he padded into the locker room. Nodding to his teammates who were scattered around in various states of undress, he grabbed up a pair of jeans and pulled them on.

Three weeks since their mission to extract the CIA operative from Greece without anyone, official or not, the wiser. While it hadn’t been smooth, they’d gotten in and out without alerting anyone they’d ever been there. Bad guys notwithstanding, of course.

He buttoned up his fly and crammed his feet into a pair of boots. Mikhail pulled on his shirt before dropping to sit on the bench to do up his boots.

They’d been in endless meetings and sessions to debrief since they’d gotten out of Greece with the operative. All they knew about her was her code name for the op, Sugar. Not exactly fitting given the venom she’d directed their way the entire flight out of the country and then back to the States. But then again, she hadn’t looked all that happy before they’d met her.

What her mission had been in the country, Mikhail couldn’t say. But since they were currently on friendly terms with Greece, who the fuck knew. Especially when it came to the spooks. Those guys just loved to root around in the darkest of corners looking for enemies and, if they couldn’t find any, making new ones.

He stomped his feet a little to settle the boots in place. Just as he grabbed his leather jacket, the door into the locker room crashed open and four MPs came in.

“Sorry, sirs. The admiral has requested your presence immediately.”

Mikhail knew it wasn’t an actual “request.” No one, an admiral especially, needed four heavily armed MPs to pass on a “request.” No, it was an order, and he bet if it weren’t obeyed the MPs had very specific and detailed instructions about what to do.

He shrugged on his jacket and leaned against his locker as his cohorts finished dressing. None of them were in any apparent rush. While the MPs had said immediately, and he knew the admiral had meant yesterday, they weren’t going to just give in. That wasn’t how they were made. His fellow team members gravitated into their duos, as usual. He wasn’t surprised when Gareth shot him a small, crooked grin. The men weren’t couples, but they all worked together very well and—at least where he and Gareth were concerned—shared women more often than not.

Rubbing a hand over his mouth, he hid his smirk as James “Fury” Ashton asked Owen “Viper” Lueger which shirt went with his eyes better. Always pushing the envelope, that one. When Mikhail caught the look on the MPs faces and the way they were fiddling with their sidearms, he cleared his throat. He gave his team a couple of signals out of sight of the MPs.

It got everyone moving faster. If a bunch of highly trained military cops were that twitchy, something big was going down. No need to provoke them more than absolutely necessary.

As they left the locker room as a unit, Mikhail noticed they all exchanged the same look. He knew no one had a clue what was going on and that they didn’t like it—especially since they’d all just been told they had three weeks’ leave. Which, in their minds, meant they got to leave, no questions asked.

Not good.

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Twenty minutes later, Mikhail could not believe how fucking right he’d been. “Excuse me, sir. I mean zero disrespect, sir, but are you off your fucking rocker?” he asked.

His teammates all nodded. Yeah, every single one of them had been thinking it. Mikhail was just craziest of the bunch to say it out loud. It was part of his rep, and he did love living up to his rep.

“I wish,” Admiral Weller said. He rubbed a hand over his military-regulation cut and looked at them all.

Mikhail couldn’t believe how old Admiral Weller looked right then. Sharing a worried look with Nolan, he shook his head. “Sir, this is crazy. I might buy that Nolan might believe in the Greek gods, growing up as he had, but coming from you…” He shook his head again. “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m not buying it.”

“You’d better,” a new voice said. One that was deep, bowels-of-hell deep, and sent a shiver down Mikhail’s spine.

Mikhail spun and looked up—yeah, up—at seven-and-a-half feet of solid muscle covered in leather. Holy shit, where the fuck did this guy come from?

“Olympus by way of Athens,” the large male said. He turned his blacker-than-night eyes to the admiral. “Andrew, sorry I’m late. Had a small family matter to attend to.”

“No apologies needed, come on in and grab a seat. I think I’ll let you tell them the rest of this, as they don’t seem to be taking me seriously.”

The large man chuckled and—no joke—Mikhail could have sworn the room actually pitched and rolled like the deck of a battleship on high seas.

“They are trained to believe what they can see, hear, and touch, Andrew. Of course, they are not going to just take you at your word.” He walked around them, surprisingly light on his feet, and took the seat the admiral had offered.

Mikhail saw the same what-the-fuck expression on Nolan’s face that had to be on his own. The guy, on a first-name basis with the admiral, seemed to be buying into the same delusion, too. This would be interesting to hear. He wondered why no one was questioning the unvoiced questions, but these men knew him well enough to know that he would fill them all in later on everything.

“It’s not a delusion, Mikhail,” the guy said. “The Greek gods are real, all of us.”

“So, we’re to believe you’re one?” Lincoln “Saber” Jamison asked.

“Yes.”

“Right,” Thomas “Brick” Gordon drawled out in his Southern manner. “Which one, just so we keep it all straight and shit?”

The admiral’s expression showed his discomfort. Not a look one expected of a career military man who’d been through more wars than most could lay claim to—and all on the front lines for the most part.

“Ares,” the male said.

“God of War,” Stefan “Orion” Patras said softly. “Son of Zeus and Hera.”

“Bingo,” the big male said. “Got it in one. Which, considering your heritage, I’d be truly miffed if you hadn’t.”

Shooting his Greek teammate a look, Mikhail shook his head. “Okay, I have a question, if we’re all going to play along with this delusion.”

“It’s no delusion and yes, the gods are real.” Ares, or whoever the fuck he was, got up from his chair. He pushed it out of the way and settled with his feet spread so they were right under his shoulders.

A flash of light and they were staring at the guy in full battle regalia. As in, ancient armor with one hell of a big-ass sword in hand, tip to the floor. Oddly enough, the guy seemed even bigger.

He walked straight toward Mikhail.

Standing his ground, Mikhail notched his chin up to keep eye contact with the guy. A lot harder than he’d thought, now that the guy’s eyes were silver pools, much like a whirlpool, trying to suck him in.

“Military men are always the hardest to convince,” the god said. Then he smiled, showing perfectly white teeth, and lifted a hand. “Let’s see if I can’t convince you, shall we?”

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