Welcome to Mondays wake up call.
With
Elena Kincaide
and
Ocean's Three
Ocean’s
Three
(Made
In Heaven #2)
Thank
you so much for hosting Ocean’s Three on your blog. This was such a different
writing experience as I wrote a big portion of this book while on a cruise,
which is where most of my story takes place. I’m so excited to continue to
explore this soul mate world that I have created and am already plotting my
next book in the series.
Get ready to set sail…
BLURB:
Cameron Pompeo has always seen things, felt
things, he could not explain, the biggest of which is a young girl named
Jocelyn, who appears nightly in his dreams. When his cousin Reed Pompeo suddenly
shows up in his dream, Cameron realizes that not only does Jocelyn exist, but
she will be important to them both.
After a tragic accident kills her mother,
Jocelyn Parker struggles with her guilt. She pushes away the two most important
people in her life as a form of self-punishment and tries to convince herself
that she made them up, despite the fact that a sense in the very depths of her
soul tells her that they’re real.
A cruise to the Mediterranean finally
brings the three of them together. There, they make real memories and promises
to each other, but what happens when the cruise is over? Will their love be
strong enough to survive the outside forces that threaten to destroy their
happiness?
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Story Excerpt:
“Are you a virgin?”
“Excuse me?” Jocelyn turned around abruptly. Her eyes
widened at Cameron’s grinning face, though her dark shades prevented him from
seeing. She still felt the tickle of his breath by her ear where he had just
whispered his comment, and her body shivered in response. She glanced down at
her vintage Madonna T-shirt from the “Like a Virgin” tour and broke out into
hysterical laughter. She fondly remembered their long-running joke about taking
T-shirts literally. What a way to break the ice, she thought as Cameron’s eyes
crinkled with amusement. Reed stood beside him trying to look pissed at her,
but failing miserably. Finally, he gave her that lazy grin she loved so much.
After a few moments, Jocelyn’s laughter subsided. She
needed the levity after the turmoil that had been wreaking havoc on her
insides. Now she felt that not too unpleasant ache in her ribs, the kind you
get after a good hearty laugh. She also felt heat pooling in her lower belly as
both Reed and Cam’s gazes and perusal of her body looked almost carnal. She
wasn’t wearing anything terribly sexy over her bathing suit. At least she didn’t
think so. The T-shirt she wore actually belonged to her mom from her
concertgoing days, and was therefore precious to Jocelyn. It hung a little off
her shoulder, and in paying homage to the eighties, she tied one side of the
shirt in a knot that rested on her hip bone. Completing the ensemble, a pair of
khaki shorts, flip-flops, a backpack slung over her shoulder, and of course,
the sunglasses to cover up her bloodshot eyes. Thankfully, no one from her
wedding party noticed her eyes since she decided to skip having breakfast with
them and opted for room service again.
“Why did you run, Joss?”
“You really are real,” she whispered, then found
herself at a loss for words. She had already accepted the fact that Cameron and
Reed were not figments of her imagination, but she needed to voice it aloud,
and seeing them again only helped to reaffirm their existence and made her feel
even worse for running out on them last night, not taking their feelings into
consideration. They must have been just as shocked seeing her as she was them,
even though they had never doubted her
existence. “I-I—”
“We weren’t with those girls,” Reed said, looking
serious again. “We were just dancing with them. Are they the reason you ran?”
Jocelyn couldn’t help the slight smile curving her
lips at Reed’s revelation. Come to think of it, she didn’t see the blond bimbos
from last night anywhere. “No. Yes. I don’t know. I guess I just freaked out at
seeing you both. I don’t even understand how this is possible.”
“I know,” Cameron said. “We have a lot to talk about.”
Then he and Reed both smiled reassuringly, and she saw that they had already
forgiven her.
“I’m sorry,” she said, with a shaky smile. “I promise
not to run again. Now that I see you, now that I know you actually exist… Well,
no matter what happens…” She was struggling with finding the right words again,
struggling to tell them that she would accept them any way she could have them,
and that this time, if they still wanted her in their lives, she would not disappear
on them again.
“Can we go somewhere and talk?” Cameron asked, putting
her out of her misery. He actually looked a little nervous.
She was glad it wasn’t just her nerves because if the
butterflies in her stomach had gone crazy just at the sight of Cameron and
Reed, they were behaving absolutely berserk now at their nearness. The smells
of two different kinds of aftershave along with two uniquely musky scents were
downright delicious. They made her mouth water. She wanted to jump up and down
and tell them yes, yes, yes, I’ll go
anywhere with you, or take me now
would also suffice, but duty called. “I can’t,” she finally managed to say
instead.
At the sight of Cameron and Reed’s crestfallen
expressions, she quickly explained about the job that brought her on the
cruise. They were currently docked in Split, Croatia, standing by the gangway,
where Jocelyn would be going on an excursion to the Diocletian Palace with the
bride and groom. The rehearsal dinner later that evening, followed by the
actual wedding tomorrow—pretty much an all-day event—would leave very little
time for them to talk these next two days. She felt their anxiety as well as
her own at not being able to get reacquainted after such a long separation.
“What a coincidence,” Cameron said. “We’re going on
the same excursion. Excuse me a moment.” With that, he winked at her, turned on
his heel, and strode off, leaving her with a very confused-looking Reed. Reed
schooled his features quickly, but Jocelyn had a sneaking suspicion that
Cameron was headed toward the Shore Excursion desk.
Adult
Excerpt:
“I don’t really have the right to tell you who you can
or can’t be with.” She cast her eyes downward. Cameron thought she was trying
not to cry.
“You have every right, Jocelyn,” Reed interjected.
“How can you say that?”
The elevator door opened just then, letting on two new
passengers. The three of them remained silent the rest of the way down to
Jocelyn’s floor. They continued their silence as Cameron and Reed followed Joss
as she walked to her cabin. When they reached her door, Cameron asked for her
key card and slid it into the slot.
“I didn’t know the two of you were real,” she said
when they entered her room. She sat down on the edge of her bed. “I left you
three years ago. I certainly don’t expect—”
“Stop it, Joss,” Cameron demanded.
There’s no one else, dollface.”
“What about Taryn?” she asked, looking up at Reed.
Reed quickly explained the circumstances that brought
him and Cameron on the cruise. “It’s always been you, Jocelyn.”
“For both of us,” Cameron added.
Jocelyn looked down at her feet.
“I’m not sure she understands yet,” Reed said
playfully.
“Hmmm.” Cameron walked over to Joss and sat beside
her. She squeaked when he pulled her over his knee. “Maybe we need to show her.”
“What are you doing?” she asked, struggling weakly.
Cameron chuckled. She definitely could have tried
harder to free herself from her current position, he thought. “Something I’ve
wanted to do for a very long time.” He hiked up her dress, revealing pink
cotton boy shorts, and rubbed her ass in a slow sensuous circle.
Reed sat next to him on the bed to enjoy the view, no
doubt. Cameron slowly pulled her panties down, leaving them wrapped around the
lower part of her thighs, exposing her to their gaze. Reed reached out to
stroke the globes of her beautiful round and shapely ass. He then slid his
finger slowly up and down her slit.
“I think she’s turned on,” he said, his voice
gravelly. “So pretty.”
Cameron tilted his head to the side to get a better
view. She’s not the only one turned on.
Jocelyn’s responsive moan was low and breathy, and her
body protested when Reed removed his finger. He gave Cameron a slight nod,
after which a sharp slap resonated in the room, immediately followed by a
surprised squeak. Cameron rubbed the stinging area, generating another moan
from Joss.
“You’re ours, Joss”—slap—“and we are all yours. No one else’s, baby.” After another
slap, another moan, and another gentle rub, he asked, “Do you understand?” He
slapped her ass again when she didn’t respond. “I”—smack—“Asked”—smack—“You”—smack—“A”—smack—“Question”—smack.
“Yes! Yes!” she panted. “Yours.”
“Good girl.”
This time Cameron nodded at Reed, who immediately
slipped first one, then two fingers inside Jocelyn’s wet channel. She bowed her
head and fisted the sheets in front of her as Reed pumped his fingers in and
out of her, while Cameron rubbed her ass in slow, sensual circles. She looked
so fucking sexy, Cameron thought, splayed out like she was over his knees,
panting, moaning, whimpering. His cock was an iron rod, painfully straining
against the zipper of his jeans and protesting that he would not be able to
sink into her lush body tonight. Tonight, it would have to be about her
pleasure and he and Reed enjoying the act of giving it to her. The image of her
glorious ass in the air, marked with his handprints, legs spread apart,
beautiful, wet, pink pussy on display, would both torment and excite him until
he could finally claim her.
Jocelyn emitted a low throaty sound followed by a loud
cry. Her body arched, her knuckles whitened as she fisted the sheets tighter,
and then her hips jerked repeatedly at what must have been a very powerful
orgasm.
Cameron gently maneuvered her into a sitting position
on his lap and wiped away her hair from her damp forehead. She was still
shaking in his arms. Reed, who remained in the same spot on the bed next to
Cameron, rubbed Jocelyn’s back in circles until her body calmed and her heavy
breaths became steady.
“I wish I would have seen your face when you came, Joss,”
Cameron said, his own breathing labored. He was sure she could feel his
hardness underneath her. “You look so beautiful all flushed and sated like you
are.”
She smiled shyly up at him. “I had some help.” She
reached back to give Reed a soft caress. “From two very talented men.”
“Talented, huh?” Cameron chuckled. “This was just a
tease, baby. I’ll show you talented.”
Three
Made In Heaven (Made In Heaven #1)
What happens when the men of your dreams turn out to be real? Find
out in Three Made In Heaven and see how it all began.
Blurb
for Three Made In Heaven
Maddie Sutton always felt something missing until the day
she met Charlie and Cole. What started out as a childhood friendship slowly
developed into an all-consuming love. Her biggest problem is that she can only
see them in her dreams. Maddie realizes that to lead a normal life, she would
have to let them go. After all, they’re only a fantasy…or are they?Charlie Gilbert and Cole Mercer are both very real. For years they have loved and pined for Maddie, meeting up in dreams set in different locales. Afraid of making her choose between them, they keep their feelings hidden until finally realizing that the three of them belong together. How can they convince Maddie if she doubts their existence? When Charlie starts to doubt, Cole springs into action and brings them all together.
Now that they have found each other, they vow to never let go, but when an unknown danger looms over Maddie, Charlie and Cole will do anything to protect her, even if it means risking their own lives.
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About Elena Kincaid:
Elena
Kincaid is an award winning author. She writes Erotic Paranormal and
Contemporary MFM and MF Romances. She developed a passion for reading and
writing at an early age and loves to write what she loves to read and that is
usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with
journals, sticky notes, and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas.
She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.
She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.
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