Jaye Peaches has a new book out and The Highlander's Mate ticks all my boxes - a paranormal, shapeshifter spanking romance set in Scotland! Perfect!
When Claire
Armitage’s fiancé, Captain Felix Hughes, informs her that he must interrupt
their courtship to travel to his estate in Scotland on urgent business, she is
distraught. Refusing to wait patiently for his return as he instructed, she
instead journeys to the highlands on her own to join him, but upon her arrival
she quickly discovers that he will not tolerate such reckless behaviour.
Resolved to
demonstrate to his future bride that disobedience will have consequences, Felix
takes Claire over his knee for a thorough spanking on her bare bottom. But
chastising her in such a fashion awakens desires in him that are too powerful
to control, and to protect her innocence he attempts to send her back home to
England until he can make her his wife.
Claire cannot
be dissuaded from returning once more to Felix’s side, however, even if it
means submitting to any punishment he sees fit and then surrendering completely
to his lustful dominance. But when she learns the true reason for his visit to
the ancient home of his family, and sees with her own eyes that Felix is much
more than an ordinary laird, will Claire still yearn for him to claim her?
Publisher’s
Note: The Highlander’s Mate is a
stand-alone sequel to His Lordship’s Mate. It includes spankings and
sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
“Nor do I wish to punish you. This, I can assure you,
will end my disappointment, and yours too. I sense you know that you have
travelled in on a whimsical pretext and with little consideration for those who
care for you. Your impatience is to blame.”
He summoned up her fault with accuracy and she had no
ground to argue a defence. “I’ve never been spanked before,” she said quietly.
“It is time you were then.”
She gaped at him, astounded by his consistent tone of
voice and refusal to be swayed by her calls for mitigation. What surprised her
most was that she actually wanted to appease him and to such extent she was
facing the realisation she would let him spank her. Rising, she shuffled around
the table on her wobbly legs.
“Lift up your skirts,” he told her. Once again, the
authority of his voice astounded her. It seeped into her mind and ate away at
the defiance.
She tried another attempt at mitigation. “Can’t you
spank me over them?”
He smiled for a second. “Claire, what purpose would
that serve when I wish you to show humility? Now be a good girl and don’t argue
with me. Lift up your skirts to your waist.”
Heat bloomed into her face and she hunched her
shoulders in shame. “I’m not wearing drawers. I had no clean drawers. I left my
luggage at the tavern in Garve.”
“I know. The cart arrived earlier. The innkeeper is a
good fellow. Now, you’ll have clean drawers and clothes, but after I have
tanned your bare hide.”
She’d dreamed of undressing for him. A slow, seductive
divesting and instead, she had the ignominy of hitching up her gown and
petticoats, bundling them before her and showing her stockingless legs and
bottom cheeks.
“Come, come, Claire. You’ve a bonny arse to show me.”
“Sir!” His vulgar term had surprised her. He never
spoke so uncouthly before now.
“I shall say it again—a bonny arse that needs to be
disciplined. Bend over my lap and grip the chair legs. Now.”
Aghast, and close to crying, she tipped forward and
lay over his thighs. He supported her as she shifted into position. He
unravelled her skirts and a cool waft of air hit her between the thighs. She
squashed them together and prayed he could not see what lay between them.
Felix rested his hand on her bottom. The warmth of his
hand permeated quickly through her shivering flesh. Nerves had caused a flurry
of goose bumps to rise up across her body. His hand felt huge and weighty, not
the hand of a gentleman.
“I shall give you a warm-up with my hand, then when I
deem you ready, I shall take a spoon and drum it upon your tender behind until
you appreciate what a bad lass you’ve been.”
Claire clutched the chair legs and squeezed her eyes
tightly shut. The only reason she was doing this was because he had asked her
and if she had any say in what might happen to her in the coming days, any
chance of convincing him to let her stay, she had to show willingness to obey
him.
I'm an author of erotic D/s
romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM,
spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill,
something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank
you!
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