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Tempted

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Felicity Brandon

 

Series: The Dark Necessities Prequel: Dalton’s Tale– Book One

 

 

I’m obsessed with a woman who’s nothing but trouble.

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She’s feisty and tempting.

And she doesn’t let anything come in the way of her mission.

I’ve dealt with my fair share of rule-breakers.

So, Delilah isn’t what I need.

But I can’t stop dreaming about having her in my arms.

She might be hiding a secret.

A secret that could destroy me and burn the city to the ground.

There’s only one question that remains.

 

Is she worth the destruction that she’s about to cause?

 

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Excerpt:

“Can I ask you a question, firecracker?”

Delilah’s belly furled at his tone. It was leading somehow, and she wasn’t entirely sure she would like where it was heading…

“I get the feeling you’re not being straight with me, Delle, and in some ways, that’s fair enough.” He paused, those eyes searing into her. “I mean, we haven’t known each other for that long and you’re entitled to your privacy.”

“But?” Delilah’s heart pounded as she prompted him, yet somehow, she had to know what was on his mind.

“But I can’t help wanting to know more.” His hand rose to her hip, grazing her flesh with feathery touches as it traveled to her arse. “I want to know you, Delilah.”

She gulped at that, closing her eyes momentarily. In her thirty-four years, no one had ever made that sound so good. Or, maybe no one had ever told her it before. Her breath caught at the thought.

“You seem…” Dalton hesitated and Delilah’s eyes fluttered back open.

“What?” she pressed him. “How do I seem?’

Dalton squeezed her left cheek, massaging the orb roughly and a fresh shoot of pain surged through Delilah. She gasped at the hurt, her instincts telling her to pull away from his hands, yet her sex begging her to stay where she was. However much the deed had stung, it was nothing compared to the hot, wet craving that was building between her legs again and her restrained hands reached for him, stroking his hardening cock.

“I don’t want to offend you.” His voice was soft, his gaze suggesting the sentiment was genuine, but Delilah only giggled in response.

Here she was bound in his bed, having being thoroughly humbled by the man and now he was worried about overstepping the mark?

“Don’t worry,” she assured him. “Whatever you’re going to say, I’m pretty sure I’ve heard worse before.”

Dalton gazed down at her, “Maybe.”

“Please, sir,” Delilah implored him. “Speak your mind.”

He blew out a breath. “You seem so vulnerable, Delle.”

Her pulse quickened at his statement. “Underneath the hard exterior, I mean, and all that fiery bravado, you seem like you just want somebody to look after you.”

Delilah’s lips parted. But she pressed them together again. How the hell was he able to do this—he’d known her for a matter of days and somehow, Dalton was able to read her like an open book.

“Maybe,” she breathed, trying not to let her shock show.

The corners of his mouth twitched at the gesture, suggesting she had failed in her defences.

“Is there anyone special?” Dalton probed. “Has there ever been?”

She pressed her forehead onto his chest. Delilah didn’t want to get into this conversation. She couldn’t. Her guard had to remain up if she was going to survive this, and she had to remember her mission objective. She was here to discover as much about Dalton as she could and not the other way around, and yet somehow, the man was impossible to deny. He’d mastered her so completely, but he was such a gentleman in every other way. It’s like he was trying to kill her with kindness.

And it was working.

That was the real killer— Delilah could feel it was working. Every moment she spent with him she could sense her defences slipping away.

She was succumbing.

 

 

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Unwelcomed Desires

Will her unwelcomed desires in submission be her demise or set her free?

 

HEY!

I have been enjoying the Alaskan summer but it is Autumn now and time to get back to work.  One final look at summer before we move on…

 

 

 

 

I have a new book coming out at the end of this month!

 

Lord Kendrick’s Obligation

 

I have really enjoyed writing another book in this series. Genevieve is tired of being what everyone else wants, determined to be the master of her own destiny for a change, but she had no idea that with her desire for freedom of other obligations, she needed so much more. She learns that sometimes you just need a little Papa time…

 

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He wants a lady of quality on his arm, a mistress in his bed, and a princess to pamper.

When the time’s right. When he’s ready. When he finds her. But not yet. Lord Anthony Kendrick has obligations he fulfills daily but there is one he has yet to address; finding a wife and begetting heirs. All in due time. Without warning, he discovers the very woman he has been waiting for in his drawing room, and she needs what he can offer. If he were ready and if she were to agree.

Lady Genevieve Jacobson does not want to marry now, if ever. Her relatives disagree and pressure her to accept the offer of a man thirty years her senior. As the eldest, she is obligated to marry before her sister. Ginny refuses to comply. Suddenly her freedom and her very life is at stake. She must make some dangerous choices if she is to have any say in her future happiness.

When Kendrick finds Ginny has taken matters in her own hands and put herself in mortal danger, he decides the time is right to claim her. Even if she doesn’t agree.

This is book four in the Lords and Little Ladies series but reads as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: This historical romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, action, adventure, power exchange, and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

 

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Kendrick laughed as he showed her his bedchambers beyond the sitting room. Where her room was light and airy, his chamber was dark and heavy wood. The sitting room was a good mixture of both, but she already knew of some things she would like to change, like comfortable chairs. Whoever used the room before, had no need for comfort.

“My man Forsythe will try to lock you out, but I’ll work on helping him to understand that I will always be accessible to you as you will always be accessible to me.”

“Within reason, surely.”

“For all reasons, my dear.” His voice did that volume drop and deepening that thrilled her and her body. “You will not lock me out without consequences. You can lock the outer door if you like but never the inner door. Understood?”

“But that is unseemly, sir.”

“Maybe in other homes with other people, but not in this house between me and my wife.”

“Fine.” Genevieve turned and stiffly walked from the sitting room to her bedroom, her skirts rustling as her steps progressed to an almost stomping as she went.

“I didn’t expect Evie to appear so soon after our arrival. Do you need me to address your attitude, little one?”

“Absolutely not, sir.” She had been in a continual state of arousal for most of the morning and now it had continued into the afternoon. The cheek of the man turning on his lord of the manor and Papa persona simultaneously. It was unfair. She had not realized how much it excited her until Kendrick. Did he know his effect on her? Almost certainly. She thought to close the door between them harshly and pulled her arm back in preparation but was stayed when Kendrick spoke. His voice immediately warning; her tummy immediately wiggling.

“Mind how you go, my love. You belong to me now. I will expect complete obedience.”

“But I’m a grown woman. I have my own mind. I’ve not magically become inept during the ceremony. You promised me freedoms.”

“Ah, and there is my Ginny, no holds barred. Take no prisoners. Speaks her mind and damn conventions.”

“Conventions? Surely you mistake the situation, milord. Conventions dictate good manners however, if a man’s word is his bond then it must defend dictums, surely, not ignore them. If he is honorable, he will uphold his word. And your word promised me freedoms.”

“And there is Lady Genevieve. You are quite right, milady. A man should keep his word and not sway to accommodate wherever the wind blows. I promised you many things, one of which was to hold you accountable. Get comfortable and help your maids with your unpacking. I will expect Lady Genevieve at dinner and Ginny in my bed tonight. And if you give in to your moody impulse to slam the door, I will scorch your delectable bottom before the echo of the sound reaches your ears.”

Her hands fisted. She lifted her leg to swing it and caught herself. Mortified because now he had pointed it out, she noticed every time she did what Kendrick called ‘Evie behavior’. She placed it back on the floor without a sound. Her papa might take exception to that movement at this precise moment. Instead, she closed the door quietly. Kendrick laughed. Rude man!

 

 

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Vampires and Shifters don’t mix…RIGHT?

OKAY, I have a new book just for you vampire and shifter lovers. If you have been waiting patiently for book 5 … your wait is OVER!

 

Hunter (A Dark Assassins Novel Book Five)

By Valerie Ullmer

Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance

Cover Design by: Valerie Ullmer

 

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Half-vampire and half-shifter.

The one definitive belief panther-shifter Hunter and the other immortals understood about shifters and vampires; vampire venom is deadly to shifters and vice versa. But Hunter never worried about testing the theory because he never wondered if he had a mate, even after a few of his family had found their own.

As he and two others stumble upon and eliminate several rogue shifters, part of a larger group determined to kill each of the assassins, Hunter also stumbles upon the one woman destined to be his. There’s only one problem. She’s part vampire. All alone in the world.

Despite everything, Neri made a life for herself after she escaped from a facility using her as a test subject. She has no past, no family, and no connections to the world as far as she can remember. She stays to herself and finds a routine, telling herself she isn’t lonely. But everything changes when she spots Hunter and her first true memory revealed. He was there the day someone injected her with an experimental drug and changed into this cold being.

As Neri and Hunter navigate their newfound relationship, their journey becomes even more complicated when they learn Neri’s venom is deadly to shifters. But with help from the other immortals, Hunter and Neri reveal her past and realize the extent of the threat Dark Company has been dealing with for years.

But can their relationship survive with so much stacked against them?

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Excerpt:

“You don’t have to fear me. You’re safe.” Hunter reiterated his promise and cupped her face. Hunter’s vision blackened around the edges and a second later, he plunged into a darkness. He didn’t understand when he heard her quiet voice.

“I’m not so sure about that.”

The next minute, Hunter sensed his surroundings changed. He blinked his eyes, getting used to the darkness after the bright, blinding light of the snow. He still found himself on his knees and as he moved his fingers searching for the woman who had been right in front of him, he
found she wasn’t there any longer.

Hunter closed his eyes and listened to his surroundings. There was a low hum from a computer fan somewhere in the room and there was breathing, deep, as if the person was asleep. Before he could investigate further, a desk lamp clicked on and his eyes moved toward the arrogant looking man seated, cross-legged, on an uncomfortable metal chair. He had a smug look on his face and Hunter wanted to break his face.

Hunter pulled his gaze from the man and took a quick glance around and to him, something about it seemed familiar. The sterile coldness, the clear glass that looked out into the hall, the white formica tiles on the floor. Sterile and clean. The place gave him the creeps.

When he turned his gaze to the man in the lab coat, his gaze wasn’t on Hunter but on a woman laying on the exam table he hadn’t seen until that moment. Hunter took a deep breath, trying to examine the scents in the room and looking for a familiar one, but there was nothing. He should have scented the sterile environment, the blue liquid on the counter along with wooden sticks and cotton balls, but there was nothing.

He growled in frustration but neither the older gray-haired doctor, nor the woman strapped down with her mouth covered to muffle sound, reacted to the sound escaping from his throat. Without another thought, he lunged for the doctor but he passed through the figure.
Okay, I’m not here. Can’t scent, can’t touch.

Hunter turned toward the table and sucked in a deep breath as the familiar features of the woman in the mountains came into focus. Her face looked gaunt, but it was the dark brown hair and matching eyes that took him by surprise because she looked familiar.

Her body looked starved and despite the bruising on her limbs and the dark circles under her eyes; she looked back at the doctor in defiance. Hunter jolted when the man spoke.

“So, Nerissa… it appears you’re an utter failure as a shifter.” His eyes glanced down as if he were ashamed by her lack of abilities. “But you are a prime candidate for an experimental drug my colleagues and I have been working on.”

Her gaze narrowed as he continued to speak and he noted her body shook with the continuous growl that emitted from her throat.

“You had such promise. Oh, well.”

As if waiting for that statement, a nurse walked in and handed a syringe to the man. “Here you go, Dr. Stevens.”

 

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She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab, Maddie. Valerie is addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character-driven romances.

As a voracious reader, she’s believes that all writers are rock stars, and she hopes that people enjoy her stories as much as she loves the romance novels she’s devoured over the years!

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You scared the living hell out of me…

“You scared the living hell out of me and you can believe I’m going to spank the devil out of you.”

Molly might be in more hot water than she can handle. Cián has discussed the issues a few times now. He has tried to be tolerant, but, well, it obviously hasn’t worked because he is about to settle some issues OTK.

Out NOW…

Forever Molly

It’s book three in the trilogy of Cián and Molly O’Connor!!!!!!!

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Molly O’Connor loves solving a mystery and this one is enticing. When things get out of control and goes from a little fun to horse thefts, assaults, kidnapping, and even murder, Cián puts his foot down. Molly thinks she has it under control until it’s too late, putting herself and her family in danger. It will take help from the entire O’Connor clan along with some special friends to ensure the young couple’s forever isn’t over before it begins.

 

 

 

 

Here is the rest of the trilogy ready for your enjoyment. Then, go back and start the first one. Each trilogy is about another O’Connor sibling. While Shane and Caoimhe don’t have their own trilogy, they were already married. (early starters)

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Forever Molly has extra treats as you will see transitions into my series, Safe and Secure.

Here is the beginning with Sharlee and Jaquard’s story:

 

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Coming next month:

Camille’s Second Chance

book 2 of

Clearwater Ranch Series

 

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One look into his intent, cobalt gaze…

and her heated response made her forget her troubles.

Hey, it’s me again. Hope your week has gone well. Mine is crazy with book two of Clearwater Ranch coming out in a couple of weeks. Which Knight brother is next? They’re falling fast so you’d better claim yours before they’re all taken!

 

Now, look who is come to visit with Book One in her Cowboy Doms Series.

B J Wane

With another of her sizzling cowboys and sassy ladies, Submitting to the Rancher. So grab your favorite beverage and curl up in your favorite spot and check out this fun book. I read it and personally enjoyed this comfortable read. Well, it was comfortable for me but Sydney… well that’s part of the story and I don’t do spoilers. Have a great week! 

 

 

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Sydney Greenbriar finds more than she bargained for when she gets lost on her way to report for a new job and finds herself at a BDSM club. Peering in through the window, her attention, and libido are both snagged by one man delivering some old-fashioned discipline to a young blonde. After he runs her off, both are surprised to discover she is the new cook he’d hired for his ranch.

Caden MacGregor wanted to turn away the cheeky woman he’d caught spying on his club without remorse, but desperation for a cook forced his hand. Sydney proved to be a definite asset to his employees, and a royal pain in his butt. Somehow, her penchant for getting lost and landing in trouble, along with her determination to return to the club as a guest, soon slid past his resistance.

It took a threat to Sydney and unearthing the truth about what made her flee her home in Missouri to force them to admit their feelings and get her to stay as more than his cook.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only and contains themes of mystery, suspense, power exchange, ménage and adult themes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

 

 

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Sydney relished the morning sun on her face when they stepped back outside, the warmth helping to dispel the coldness inside her when she thought of still being so far from home come winter. She’d been enjoying listening to Caden’s deep voice and looking around the rustic but appealing interior of his home so much, she’d forgotten for a few moments the reason she was here in the first place. At least being stuck cooking boring meals for a bunch of cowhands came with the benefit of having Caden as her boss. Tall, dark and handsome didn’t begin to do his sex appeal justice, which the constant quickening of her girly parts could attest to.

“So, what do you do with all those cows?” she asked, nodding toward the pasture strewn with black grazing animals as they walked toward the clump of buildings a good city block from the house.

“Cattle,” he corrected. “And we breed them then sell them to either other ranches or farms or drive them to market.” Two large collies came bounding out of the closest barn and he stopped a moment to greet the friendly dogs.

“Oh, they’re so cute!” Stooping, Sydney laughed when wet tongues attacked her face and she sank her hands into their long, soft fur. “What’re their names?”

“Sadie is the tan and white. The black male is Spike. They’re working dogs, not pets, so don’t spoil them,” he warned, taking her elbow and steering her over to a dark green, one story building with neat white trim.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, boss.” Caden tossed her a suspicious look as he opened the door, but Sydney kept her expression bland. What he doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt either her or the dogs.

“This is where the hands gather for meals. Only five of them bunk overnight in the attached room, in case of an emergency and Connor and I need the help. You can fix breakfast and dinner for the seven of us up at the house. The others arrive by eight a.m. and work until five, some days a little longer. They expect a big lunch, not a salad or sandwich. Lots of carbs and calories. This hall is only used for the noon meal, or the large gatherings we hold with friends.”

The sparse, wood-planked big room held three long tables with chairs, a fireplace against the back wall and a door labeled ‘Restroom’. It was a far cry from the five-star restaurant where she enjoyed cooking gourmet meals from scratch, using nothing but all-natural ingredients. To take her mind off missing her job and friends, she resorted to teasing him again. “Friends?” Sydney drawled when he led her toward the large, industrial kitchen in the rear. “I saw how you like to entertain your friends, boss.”

Caden faced her, a scowl drawing his dark brows together. “The young woman you saw me with last night is not a friend, she’s a play partner, and you’re an employee. I don’t mix business with pleasure, Sydney. Remember that, and we’ll get along fine.”

Bummer. Her new boss sure could be a stick-in-the-mud. Turning her mind to her job, she admired the large kitchen and restaurant-grade appliances. At least she’d find some pleasure working here, even if the meals wouldn’t allow room to utilize her skills and preferences. Maybe she could play a little with the smaller breakfasts and dinners.

“I get along with everyone,” she told him as they left the building. Caden rolled his eyes but said nothing until he stopped at a corral and reached out to stroke the nose of a pretty, brown and white horse that trotted up.

“This is Daisy. She’s a sweetheart. Do you ride?”

Sydney wondered why she wanted to keep riling him. Maybe it was hormones, or lack of sex, or plain old attraction prodding her to goad him, to get under his skin the way he had hers. Looking up at him, her heart stuttered at his direct, blue gaze under the low brim of his hat. Shit. What the man could do to a girl’s insides with just a look ought to be illegal.

“I love to… ride,” she drawled with blatant innuendo.

His jaw tightened, his reply stated in a low, controlled voice. “Horses, Sydney.”

“Oh, well, no, I’ve never been on top of one of those. But it couldn’t be too hard. You said she’s a sweetheart.” She reached out a tentative hand to stroke the mare’s soft neck, enjoying the ripple of muscle under her hand.

“When I have time, I’ll take you up, give you a few lessons. Until then, don’t even think about it,” he warned.

“Another rule?” she quipped, beginning to chafe under the weight of his restrictions.

“Safety is high on our priority list, along with no employee membership, or even visits to our private club,” he stated, laying it on the line in blunt terms.

Sydney blew out a frustrated breath and gripped the rail. She may just end up as lonely on this busy ranch as she’d been traveling alone for the past few weeks. “You sure know how to suck the fun out of a new job, boss. I guess I’ll have to come up with other ways to enjoy my time off.”

 

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I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

 

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A Spirited Girl. A Reluctant Dom…

Fated Mates.

Today I have Sierra Brave visiting me with her new book, “Bridling Lucy” book three in her equine-shifter, paranormal series, Horse Mountain Shifters. This book had shifting, domestic discipline, and all the paranormal that can go along with that plus the beauty of having horses in your storyline. What else could you ask for? The spanking is hot, the shifting is fun, and the setting, incredible.

So, let’s check this out, shall we?

 

 

Bridling Lucy by Sierra Brave

 

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Horse Mountain Shifters Book #3

 

Nibble a treat…

Stubborn, prideful and self-disciplined, Chance Locklear believes his way is always right, and he doesn’t like hiccups is in his strict routine so when the matriarch of his equine-shifter clan saddles him with a spoiled, twenty-one-year-old brat from out-of-town, he’s none too pleased.

While growing up as a member of a rogue-shifter clan, Lucy Tate didn’t have the luxury of an easy or predictable life, but she’s learned to live with her parent’s self-centered behavior causing problems for her or leaving her in the lurch. When her step-father’s latest hijinks force her to abandon her job as a blackjack dealer and skip town, she resents having to live with a stranger and work as a maid while hiding out. To make matters worse, she’s been placed in the care of an arrogant but sexy game warden/werehorse who demands her respect.

The first time Chance pulled her over his lap for a spanking, she was shocked and angry, but her body reacted to his touch in a completely different way. Just as the two begin to give into their shared attraction and admit they are fated mates, outside forces show up to pull them apart. Will destiny, love, and amazing sex be enough to save their relationship?

Warning: Bridling Lucy is a smoking hot, stand-alone romance with graphic sexual language. If you are offended by corporal punishment/adult discipline or sizzling, put-you-in-the-moment love scenes, you might want to look for another book. (BBW +Sexy Shifter)

 

 

A Tantalizing Taste…

In a flash, he’d parked and thrown the driver’s side door open, and before she could get a handle on what was happening, she found herself staring at the ground as he hauled her across his lap with her hips resting over his thighs and her torso hanging off the side of the bench seat.

“Agh!” What the hell are you doing?” She flailed her arms and tightened her abdominal muscles, fighting gravity as the blood rushed to her head.

His hand landed on the back pocket of her shorts with a thud, and she squealed. The next swat fell just an inch or so off from hitting the exact same spot. She kicked and squirmed as she squawked and flailed her arms, but he was strong as an ox, and the truck was raised up enough she couldn’t touch the ground.

“You need to learn how to act, and since you’re too unreasonable to talk to, this seems like the best way to teach you.” Her shorts tightened across her backside as he tugged at the waistband. He smacked her butt again and she gasped.

“You can’t do this!” She put her hand behind her back in an attempt to cover her stinging buns, but he grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm so he could hold it at the small of her back.

“Really?” His question preceded four sharp, painful slaps against her posterior. “Because I’m pretty sure I’m already doing it. I’m not exactly thrilled about having to take time out of my schedule to chauffer you around, but I can’t disobey the matriarch.”

 

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Sierra Brave is a multi-published author of smoking hot romance. She writes across genres, dabbling in a little bit of everything, including ménage and BDSM.  Her love of erotic fiction started in her last year of high school when she first read the sensual classic, Fanny Hill. She felt so naughty yet liberated with her copy tucked away in her book bag and hopes her work will have the same delicious effect on her readers.

 

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She can’t follow if you won’t lead

My friend, PK Corey, has a new book out for all who love to read about loving domestic discipline:

 

Returning to Us

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PK Corey

 

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What’s it all about?

After thirty-five years, Susan thought her marriage was over the morning after their last child’s wedding. Hal, her husband, said he needed to talk about something important. She knew it couldn’t be good. They rarely even spoke anymore. In the beginning they’d been so close, so passionate. Practicing domestic discipline had been a wonderful part of their lives—sometimes.

But over the years it had all drifted away, even when Susan asked for what she needed. He would occasionally give her a mild, sexy spanking, but the real discipline she craved was a thing of the past. Now, Hal suddenly wanted to talk about moving to Colorado to live in Corbin’s Bend, a community where spanking was not only accepted, but encouraged. Could this bring back the closeness and passion they’d once had? Could Susan trust that this time Hal would truly step up?

 

 

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Mmm, this bite is delish… Taste!

 

Quincy waited until they both had a mug of coffee, then she sat at the table. She seemed to be waiting for Susan to speak. Finally, Susan said, “How have you been, Quincy?”

“I’m fine,” she stated. “However, it seems you’ve gone underground. I never see you out anymore. You’ve been here a while now. How are things going with you?”

“Fine with me too. I’m busy and haven’t been getting out as much, but everything’s fine,” Susan insisted.

Quincy didn’t look convinced, she looked concerned. Susan felt the urge to run. If Quincy said something kind or sweet, she would break down. She could feel the slight burning in her eyes, warning of tears.

No! she told herself fiercely. She sipped her coffee and forced a smile to her face.
Her mentor wasn’t having it. “Please tell me what’s bothering you. Maybe I can help.”

“Nothing’s wrong. Hal’s very happy. He’s…”

“I didn’t ask about Hal. I asked about you.”

It wasn’t going to work. She wasn’t going to be able to hold the tears back.

“Hal is happy. Corbin’s Bend is wonderful. It’s full of spankos, fun for all. It’s fucking awesome!” Susan concluded, bursting into tears.

Quincy said nothing. She reached for a box of tissues and placed it on the table and let Susan cry.

Finally, Susan spoke again. “I wish we’d never come here. I thought he’d stick to it with all these spanking role models. But it’s just the same, except now everyone else has what I want. It’s worse than being alone with my needs.”

“Has Hal stopped spanking you?”

“Oh no, he spanks me every time he wants sex.”

Quincy said nothing, letting the words hang in the air.

“You know the outside world would view us all as odd balls, Quincy. And now I feel like the odd ball within the group. Most women here would love what I have. I only get spanked for fun or for sex. Who wouldn’t love that?” Susan snapped.

“You,” Quincy answered.

 

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About PK Corey

After spending thirty-six years in two careers I liked just fine, I’ve finally found my dream career as a writer. I’ve been happily married for thirty-five-years and my sweet husband has gotten used to the unique experience of living with a writer. He is very encouraging and an excellent editor when he’s pressed into service. 

I’ve been intrigued by spanking stories since before I first saw Ricky spank Lucy. Stories of this nature were hard to come by before the Internet and the ones I found were a little harsh on discipline and very much lacking in love. So, I made up my own stories and enjoyed these in my head for years. I finally began writing them down. Although the lovely women in my stories are spanked often, the love between them and their men takes top priority.

My Cassie’s Space series shows a mature couple who are deeply in love. Despite loving Cassie’s free-spirited ways, Tom is determined to keep her safe, even if it takes a trip over his knee. And with her friend Sue by her side and all they get into, a trip over his knee is very likely. My new series, Cal’s Law, is about a younger couple. Though they come from very different backgrounds, love and discipline draw them together.

I love my husband, my kids, my cats, reading, writing and hearing from my readers. You can contact me at pk.corey@yahoo.com

 

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Additional recommended reading for your Sweet, Suspenseful, Spanking pleasure:

 

Books by Alyssa Bailey

 

Book 1:   http://bit.ly/CianMollybk1

 

Book 2:  http://bit.ly/MollyCianBk2

of the Cian O’Connor Trilogy

 

Book 3: Forever Molly coming soon