Tuesday, 1 September 2015

a Doris day... where Goldie gets... Claimed by her Bears

(and I get grandson cuddles)

Hello lovely peeps. It’s always a good day, when I get to visit the awesome Raven, especially on release day. You see, I’m too busy bouncing to mind Raven supplying her grandson with copious amounts of chocolate.
Might send him hyper, but he can bounce with me, and besides, it gave me a chance to interview Catalina Stanhope.
Cat is the female part of the bear shifting triplets Goldie Lockwood ends up being mated to, and the one our Goldie struggled with accepting the most.  

“Would you agree with that, Mistress Cat?”
She purses her lips at me, and regards me from under her long eyelashes. I resist the urge to squirm in my seat, or sink to my knees on the floor.  Catalina is a formidable presence when she dons her Mistress Cat persona, and I have serious leg envy seeing her mile long legs encased in her red leather pant suit.  I’m not into women, but you know, if I were….
“Relax, Doris, and call me Cat. We’re all friends here, and besides, having written our story, you know my secrets, so…” She leaves that sentence unfinished and smiles at me. If it wasn’t for the ever present whip, which seems to be an extension of her hand I would allow myself to be lured into that smile.
“Yes, well, still, I don’t want to be disrespectful, and I didn’t know how much of your story you want me to let slip.” I shuffle my notes on my lap, and jump when Cat reaches across and places her slender manicured fingers on top of mine. They end in long, red tipped, fingernails, which I know can do some damage. As for the stilettos on her boots…I still squirm having written that scene, even though the guy deserved it.
“I can almost see the wheels turning in your head, Doris.” She gives my hand a squeeze, flings one of her long legs over the other, sits back, and smiles again. This time the smile reaches her eyes, and softens her entire demeanour, and I get a glimpse at the Cat she shows only to Goldie.
“I trust you to tease the readers just enough,” she says, and I breathe an audible sigh of relief, which makes her grin deepen.
“Okay, then,” I say, and she leans forward slightly, giving me her undivided attention. “You have quite the reputation around the club. Is that something you cultivated on purpose or is it your natural persona?”
“Well, now, sugar, I wouldn’t be much good as a Mistress, if I couldn’t put the fear of god into the males of this world.” She smiles again, and winks at me. “Besides, as the youngest triplet with two overbearing big ass grizzlies for brothers, I learned very quickly to stand up for myself. Jason might be the Alpha and Jacob might be the biggest of us, but one swift kick to the gonads bring them both down. It does them good to smell the roses once in a while. Besides, men, and my brothers included in that, are just so damn primitive at times. I mean look at the dumb ass way they acted around Goldie. Fortunately our girl has spunk, and for some reason best known to herself she loves the dumb teddy bears.”
Cat smiles as she says that, taking the sting out of her words. Sibling rivalry notwithstanding it’s clear that she loves her brothers dearly and Goldie even more so, if the soft sheen in her eyes, when she talks about her is anything to go by.
“Is it true that you threatened Jacob would be eating his own balls, if he’d saddled you all with an ugly mate?”
Cat bursts out laughing and shrugs her shoulders.
“Yeah, I said that. Though in truth, the mating bond being what it is, it wouldn’t have made any difference had Goldie been ugly. Not that she is. Our girl is beautiful, inside and out, and I’m well aware that she took on a lot with all three of us.”
I nod at that, and I have to ask her.
“How did you feel when it became apparent that Goldie had never been with a woman before?”
Cat grows thoughtful, and she shrugs her shoulders.
“I would be lying, if I said it didn’t worry me, but I had faith that it would all work out. She just had to get to know the real me, and things fell into place. Besides, sugar,” she gives me a heated glance that makes me squirm in my seat again. “There’s nothing quite like another woman to know your way around a female’s body, and I’ve had all sorts of fun teaching her the pleasures to be found without a dick around.”
She winks at me and I have to laugh. She looks downright mischievous like this, and I feel my cheeks heat.
“I know, you made me write those scenes, after all,” I mumble under my breath, and Cat’s carefree laughter rings in my ears.
“And you enjoyed writing them, did you not my author dearest.”
I glance at her and she grins from ear to ear.
“You know fine well, I did, ma’am.”
“From your lips to the readers’ ears, Doris. Now if that is all, I really want to get back to my girl. Those boys have had her to themselves for far too long now.”
She stretches as she gets up, and I have a hard time wrenching my gaze away from the way her breasts strain against the leather of her skin tight suit. Naturally she notices and smirks at me.
“Yeah, you see, Goldie couldn’t take her eyes off of them either. Just goes to show what I firmly believe in.”
I frown and she laughs again.
“What’s that then?” I ask.
“That sexuality is a rather fluid thing, wouldn’t you agree? And as long as all the parties involved are consenting adults, and everyone’s needs are met, your feelings are not wrong.”
I have no answer to that. After all Goldie comes to much the same conclusion in the end. Not sure I could personally cope with three bear shifters, mind you, so I simply smile and nod.
“Thanks for your time, Cat.”
“You’re very welcome, sugar. Now you best pick a nice, juicy excerpt for your readers.”
And with that, Cat ambles off.
I best do as I’m told, and let you have a sneak peek at Cat in action. Enjoy, folks!

Catalina didn't respond. Instead, she helped her across the room into the bathroom where she ordered Goldie to sit on the side of the bath. Goldie thought it wise to do as she was told. After all she now was under the woman’s care, whether she wanted to be or not, and besides a bath sounded heavenly about right now. Everything hurt, and while it was a good ache, it was nonetheless pain she wasn’t used to, and she didn’t particularly fancy hobbling around the place tomorrow. Unbidden her hand strayed to a particularly sore spot on her neck, and her heart beat faster. Master had bitten her there, she remembered now, and it had caused her whole body to light up in arousal so fierce, her clit clenched just remembering it.
Cat noticed of course, and frowned at her. A frown that changed into a curious smile when her gaze fell on the actions of Goldie’s digits.
Does that hurt?” she asked, and Goldie shook her head and hastily dropped her hand. When Cat stepped closer and traced the bite mark with her long fingernails, need coursed through Goldie’s veins with a speed that took her breath away, and she gulped in air.
Relax, sweet thing, and answer my question.”
Catalina’s amber gaze connected with hers, and Goldie lost herself in the deep concern she read in the other woman’s eyes. Emotions chased each other across Cat’s irises, and just like her brothers’ eyes, hers, too, took on an eerie glow that should surely be terrifying, but had the opposite effect on Goldie. It served to pull her further under Cat’s spell. The barely functioning rational side of her brain, which she’d seemed to have left behind at the check-in desk to the club last night, did make a brief reappearance. There was something wrong with this. Something she couldn’t put her finger on. Something that should worry her a great deal, because when Cat and her brothers did that, they didn’t look human anymore. Couple that with the strange growling and sniffing they seemed so fond of it, not to mention their penchant for biting her and…
Goldie drew a big massive blank, not least, because Cat chose that moment to step so close that her alluring scent wrapped itself around Goldie. It made it hard to form any coherent thought, as her pussy flooded, and the sexual tension between them skyrocketed.
When Cat bent down and inhaled next to Goldie’s ear, she stopped breathing altogether.
Answer me, little one, does his bite hurt?” Cat licked Jason’s bite, and Goldie groaned her answer.
No, it doesn’t. It…”
Heat flooded her cheeks, because she grew ever wetter between her thighs, and there was no way Cat would miss that. Sure enough, Goldie could feel the other woman’s soft lips curl into  a smile as she continued to lave, nip, and suck her brother’s mark on Goldie’s skin, until Goldie couldn’t help but fidget against the cool porcelain of the bathtub. If she moved just a little she’d be able to rock herself against the edge and…
Catalina’s claw like fingernails dug into her hips, and stopped that involuntary movement, as she took a mouthful of Goldie’s skin, and bit down.
Goldie gasped, and held perfectly still, as Cat pulled back, allowing her teeth to scrape along Goldie’s skin in much the same way as Jacob had done, before she pulled back with a satisfied smirk.
Good, we like to bite, as you’ll notice.”
Goldie’s laugh sounded slightly hysterical, even to her own ears, and Catalina’s amusement fled.
Does that worry you, sub?” she asked, and Goldie shook her head.
Not exactly. I would prefer you did it where it doesn’t show, and…” She dropped her gaze, embarrassment at her wayward thoughts making her tongue-tied. Catalina cupped her chin and raised her head up until she had no choice but to look at her, and amused affection was written all over the woman’s features. She looked as though she cared, truly cared, for Goldie, and that thought caused an answering glow in Goldie’s chest.
Don’t stop now, sweet girl. Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head of yours. I can guess, because your body gives you away, but I’d like to hear you say the words.”
Goldie resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Really what was it with them all insisting that she bare her innermost thoughts to them? While there was something incredibly freeing about that, it was also decidedly disconcerting.
It’s hot,” she finally said, and the approval that lit up the other woman’s eyes meant far too much to her right now. She couldn’t be falling for Catalina, too, could she? Goldie hastily shoved that thought into her do not even go there box in her brain, and offered Cat a hesitant smile instead.
Now, that wasn’t so hard to admit, was it, sweetie?” Cat asked.  “I’ll let you in on a little secret. It’s fucking hot to see those marks on you, and I have every intention to leave my own bite right here.”
Goldie’s heart-rate kicked up into dangerous territory, as Cat traced her fingernails along Goldie’s collar bone, over to the other side, and tapped the fleshy part of her shoulder.
Right here, though Jacob has been there already, so maybe I’ll do it here.”
She trailed her digits lower, leaving a heated, and bone deep awareness of the other woman on Goldie’s skin, until she circled her breasts. Her fingers pinched each nipple in turn, and sore as they still were from all the earlier attention they had received, the pain shot straight to her clit, and Goldie moaned.
Yes, right here would be a good place I think. You’re so responsive to nipple stimulation, sweet thing. I’m pretty sure I could make you come from this alone, couldn’t I?”
Catalina didn’t wait for an answer, just dropped to her knees, and Goldie cried out in shocked delight, when the other woman took her breast in her mouth and started to suck on one nipple while she rolled the other between her fingertips.
Shards of delight shot through her system, and she grasped hold of the back of Catalina’s head to keep her there. The mere fact that she let her was not lost on Goldie, and then the other woman bit down hard.
Goldie’s scream echoed around the bathroom, while her body tumbled over the edge into an orgasm so intense she saw stars. When she finally came back down to earth, it was to find Cat between her legs, licking at her pussy as though she’d been starved of sustenance for years. When the last of her aftershocks had abated, Cat raised her head and smiled at her.
Delicious, my sweet, and now you’re mine, too.”

Available from Evernight Publishing and all other on-line retailers from September 1st.
For all other buy links, please check the book page here.

Take one very human girl. Add three bear shifters and one BDSM club. Shake well…

When Goldie Lockwood tumbles into the arms of the new CEO, she falls head over heels in lust with the enigmatic Dom. Interested in the lifestyle she might be, but Jason Stanhope seems way out of her league.

Jason’s bear wants nothing more than to bend Goldie over his desk and claim her right there, but that wouldn’t be appropriate. This bear shifter comes as a package deal—three for the prize of one. As the oldest of triplets, his mate will also have to submit to his brother and sister.

While Goldie responds beautifully to his training, will a weekend at the club be one step too far, or can she be the sweet sub the siblings need?

Revealing their bears might very well make Goldilocks live up to her name.

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.
Stalk her in these places

Sunday, 30 August 2015

#SexySnippets... A conversation about sausages...


It's #SexySnippet time again...

Ben and Clarissa are getting used to being shown, uncovered...

(When I do get a cover, Be assured i'll share)

The Scandalous Proposal of Lord Bennett


To have and to hold?

Reluctant debutante Lady Clarissa Macpherson has never forgotten the forbidden kiss she shared with notorious rake, Lord Theodore ‘Ben’ Bennett, all those years ago. Even now, he’s the one man who sets Clarissa’s pulse racing and her skin tingling – no matter how hard she tries to ignore it!

Yet, when Ben rescues her from the unwanted advances of a drunken Lord at a society ball, she finds herself in a most scandalous predicament – engaged, to the most eligible bachelor in London!

Wedded? It appears so, but bedded? Clarissa demands more from her marriage than simply surrendering to her new husband’s sexual desires, especially when she realises she’s falling deeper in love with him every single day. Ben must prove that she’s the only woman for him – and surrender his heart!

Yet resisting her new husband’s delicious seduction may prove the hardest thing Clarissa has ever done…

a wee tease...

(Ben has accidentally got hot chocolate on his pantaloons and is threatening to take them off where he stands.
It would mean he was naked. 
Clarissa is trying not to sound shocked. 
They are about to go into breakfast...)

 ‘One must hope there are no sausages on the menu because it wouldn’t do to get mixed up, Clarissa said, in what she hoped was an indifferent tone.

She tucked her hair behind her ears and bit her lip to stop herself giggling at his astonished expression.
‘Although at least, as you say, as we are nigh on servant-less, there won’t be any poor, unsuspecting tweeny to shock into hysterics, but don’t let me stop you.’ 

Ben thrust his arm out and caught her wrist as she walked past him. 
‘Oh, I don’t intend to...hold on …’ he said slowly and raised one eyebrow imperiously. ‘Did you just liken my pego to a sausage?’

‘A Lincolnshire one,’ Clarissa said helpfully, as she hid a grin. ‘Not one of those thin things that pass for a link.’ 

(one sentence over to convey the scene, please forgive me...)

If you would like to preorder this, 
it's on Amazon uk here 
Amazon.com  here  
and Kobo here

It's out on September 9th

The other #SexySnippets can be found here

Happy reading,

love, R x

Thursday, 27 August 2015

Where Trouble walked in... and Michelle Roth

I've got the lovely and talented Michelle Roth with me today...

Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to introduce my latest release, Trouble Walked In [The Forsaken Few 1]. This story started as a submission for the Bad Alpha Anthology but quickly grew out of control with regards to word count. There was no way I was going to be able to tell the story I wanted to in a measly 10,000 words!
Once that was clear, I decided the book was more important than the anthology. It became MUCH easier from then on! Rather than just a wolf shifter story, I decided that I would make this about something larger. Lorelei, Florida was born.
Each forsaken by their own kind, a small community of shifters from all walks of life have come together to form an unbreakable bond that defies the laws of nature. Both the hunters and the hunted stand side by side to protect themselves from all who would threaten their way of life. This is Ronan and Moira's story...


The moment Moira Devereaux walks into his bar, Shapeshifter Ronan Kelly knows she's going to be trouble. No matter how tempting she is, he won't risk the safety of his makeshift pack. He has every intention of sending her on her way until he hears her compelling story.
When Moira's father, the mayor of Lorelei, tries to force her to wed a man she doesn't know, she runs to one place he won't follow. The local shifter bar. Nothing could have prepared her for the immediate attraction she feels for the owner, Ronan.
In a moment of weakness, Ronan offers her a job and a place to stay despite his misgivings. No one is more shocked than he is when he discovers that she's his mate. Will he be able to convince her that he's worth taking a risk on or will he be forced to let her go?
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Twenty minutes later, his energy restored, he wandered into the kitchen. He grinned when he found Moira making a sandwich. "Hey, gorgeous," he said, feeling lighter than he had in a very long time. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her neck."Hungry?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. When he continued to press light kisses against her skin, she set the package of cold cuts down on the counter. Seconds later, she leaned back against him and gave a soft hum of pleasure."Not for food," he murmured, nipping at the soft bit of skin just below her earlobe.
Moira pressed her hips back against him and playfully asked, "What are you hungry for then?"
He grabbed her and held her back against him. Then he moved his mouth so that it hovered just above her ear. "You know exactly what I want, cupcake. And you're gonna give it to me."
"Oh, am I?" she teased, moaning softly when he began to rock his hips against hers. "What if I just wanted to eat this sandwich and go to bed?"
His hands slipped up to cup her breasts through the thin cotton tank top she wore. Stroking her nipples, he waited until she shivered against him. "I'll make you a deal."
The voice trembled with need when she asked, "What kind of deal?"
"If I reach down into your panties, and I don't find you soaking wet," he said, his hands trailing down her belly to work at the button of her jean shorts. "Then, by all means, have your sandwich and go to bed."
"Okay," she agreed, rocking her hips back against him, her feigned disinterest long gone.
"But if I do find your pussy as soaked as I think I'm gonna," he continued, "then I own this body for the rest of the night. Sound fair?"
Moira gave a needy whimper in response. "Fair enough."
"You sure about that, cupcake?" he asked, his own voice rough with need. "I'm not going to go easy on you."
No longer able to manage the pretense of disinterest, Moira whispered, "I don't want you to."
"You don't know what you're asking for." He groaned, his fingers slowly dragging the zipper of her shorts down. At her shuddering breath, he slipped his hand inside her panties and said, "As I suspected. Cupcake, you're not going to sleep any time soon. You better have the sandwich, though. You might need your strength."

Here's a Q and A worth reading...

A chat with Ronan

1.  If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?

I don't get a whole lot of free time, but when I do, I love to drive out to the national forest and go for a run. When you get deep enough into it, there's a section where humans don't travel. There's something about having my paws in the dirt that makes me feel connected to the universe. Nothing like it.
2.  What impression do you make on people when they first meet you? How about after they’ve known you for a while?

Well now, I think that depends on the person. I'm a big guy, so I think I probably give off a heavy 'don't fuck with me' vibe. Once someone knows me for a while, I think they realize that for my friends, I'm as loyal as they come.
3.  What’s your idea of a good marriage? Do you think that’ll happen in your life?

I'll let you know if I ever see one. (snorts)  My father treated my mom like an indentured servant. Raised his hands to her on occasion. I can tell you for sure what DOESN'T make a good marriage. Having your alpha mate fucking terrified of you. I- I don't want to talk about this anymore. Can we move on to something less depressing?
4.  What are you most proud of about your life?

I've been on my own since I was 18. Managed to not get myself killed in Iraq and Afghanistan during the war. Came home and worked my ass off until I had enough money to buy the bar. I made something of myself.
 - And what about something more personal?

I'd say that's pretty personal.
- Why is that so meaningful to you?

When I left home at 18, my old man was just waiting for me to come crawling back to the ready-made life I had waiting for me. I think I shocked them all by making something of myself. Anything that can make that bastard choke on his words is meaningful to me.
5.  What are you most ashamed of in your life?

Shit. You're really into me talking about my feelings, aren't you? I'd have to say that leaving my mother behind. She was the only one in my family that showed the least bit of kindness to me. I send cards at Christmas but I have yet to hear back. I doubt I ever will.
6.  If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?

My mother. That woman could give a hug. I don't know if she'd be inclined to at this point but it'd be worth finding out, I suppose.

7.  Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?

Not a chance.

8.  What do you believe about God? What do you suppose God thinks of you?

Of course I believe in the Earth Mother. It's hard to be part wolf and not be able to feel her. When I'm shifted and touching the earth, I can feel her like a heartbeat. It's comforting.

9.  Is there anything you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t done? What would happen if you did it?

That's a tough question. I'm my own man, so I basically do whatever I want to. I think I wanna skip this question.

10.  What’s the worst thing that’s happened in your life? What did you learn from it?

War. It's nasty business. I saw some shit that really screwed me up for a long time. Two tours in Iraq, one in Afghanistan. Dead children. What did I learn? I fucking hate the war.
11.  Tell me about your best friend.

I've got a couple. I'd say Ty and Sarge are probably my closest friends. Can we not call them best friends? It sounds like we're about to slumber party.
12.  What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone? Why?

I've killed them. I'm not proud of it, but it was the war, ya know?
13.  What would you like it to say on your tombstone?

No tombstone. Cremate me, please. Throw a party, don't do any of that somber shit where everyone's in black.

14.  Describe your ideal mate.

I'm thinking that whole ideal mate thing is just a myth. I somehow don't think there's anyone out there for me. It's a punishment for abandoning my position as Alpha, I think.

15.  What are you most afraid of?

This goes back to the last question. Never being forgiven. I don't give a shit about my father but, it's hard to be alone.

16.  What’s the most important thing in your life? What do you value most?

My makeshift pack, I guess. I'd fight for them. Die for them if need be. What's more important than that?
17.  What do you like best about yourself? Least?

No matter what life throws at me, I move forward. The other side of that coin is that I keep things locked up tight. I wonder if that won't come back to bite me in the ass some day.

18.  How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change?

It's a good life, for the most part. A little bit lonely. I don't know that I have time for a relationship, really, but it'd be nice at this point in my life. Settle down, have a couple cubs.

19.  Are you lying to yourself about something? What is it?

I don't think so.

20.  What trait do you most deplore in others?

I can't stand bullies. People who are mean just to be mean. That sets me off more than anything else. I can forgive a lot but cruelty isn't one of those things.

A wee tease...

About Michelle:

Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.
In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.

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