The Warrior’s Little Princess By Sara Fields

Sara Fields is visiting me today with a spanking-hot excerpt from her new book, THE WARRIOR'S LITTLE PRINCESS! 

Irena cannot remember who she is, where she came from, or how she ended up alone in a dark forest wearing only a nightgown, but none of that matters as much as the fact that the vile creatures holding her captive seem intent on having her for dinner. Fate intervenes, however, when a mysterious, handsome warrior arrives in the nick of time to save her.

Darrius has always known that one day he would be forced by the power within him to claim a woman, and after he rescues the beautiful, innocent Irena he decides to make her his own. But the feisty girl will require more than just the protection Darrius can offer. She will need both his gentle, loving care and his firm hand applied to her bare bottom whenever she is naughty.

Irena soon finds herself quivering with desire as Darrius masters her virgin body completely, and she delights in her new life as his little girl. But Darrius is much more than an ordinary sellsword, and being his wife will mean belonging to him utterly, to be taken hard and often in even the most shameful of ways. When the truth of her own identity is revealed at last, will she still choose to remain by his side?

Publisher's Note: The Warrior's Little Princess includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

“Well, no time like the present to teach naughty girls how to behave,” he said while he patted her bottom gently. She tensed under his words, suddenly growing increasingly uneasy with her current situation. Her nipples hardened into tight pebbles and she couldn’t help but whimper in response. She was naked over a man’s knee and he was about to spank her bare backside.

Smack.

A loud clapping sound met her ears, echoing off the nearby walls once, then twice before she realized he’d smacked her backside. She yelped when the sting hit her a second later. His massive hand felt as though it covered an entire cheek, leaving no spot unpunished. He spanked her again and again, and before long, she was kicking and yelling out with dismay. It really hurt! Her bottom felt impossibly hot and sore, the steady cadence of his hand inescapable.

Disbelief clouded her mind. This couldn’t truly be happening. She couldn’t be naked over a man’s knee, getting her bare bottom spanked like a naughty little girl. Tears threatened to fall from the corners of her eyes as she squeezed them shut. She should hate the entire experience, but even she knew claiming that would be a lie.

Every time his big palm met the vulnerable flesh of her bottom cheeks, her body jolted with pain, but it quickly turned into something more pleasurable. Her cunny throbbed with need, already incredibly wet with liquid heat. She tried to press her legs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice the slickness between her thighs.

Her poor bottom felt like it was on fire. He was relentless, spanking all over her cheeks from the top to the lower curve of her backside. He even spanked the tops of her thighs, which caused her to whimper at the sudden overwhelming sting.

When he began to focus on that area, she couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. She held onto his ankle as tears cascaded down her face.

“I’m sorry,” she wailed. “I’ll go to the doctor, I swear! I won’t fight anymore, please, sir!”

Finally, he stopped spanking her and quickly gathered her up in his arms. He held her close and she sniffed back her tears.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered softly. His warm palm massaged up and down her back, which soothed her tears away. She whimpered slightly at the soreness in her bottom as it pressed against his thigh.

“That hurt,” she pouted.

“It’s supposed to, baby girl. You must let me take care of you, even if at times, it’s something new and scary. But don’t you worry, I’m going to make sure you’re safe and sound, no matter what happens. Until we figure out what’s going on with you, you’re going to have to trust me.”

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Alpha Daddy by Ava Sinclair

The amazing Ava Sinclair is here today with her super-hot Dom-shifter romance - ALPHA DADDY!

When alpha wolf Lakota Longtree sees a grizzly stalking a young woman in the Alaskan wilderness, he intervenes just in time. But the beast is no ordinary bear. He is a shifter of a different clan, an ancient enemy of Lakota's people, and Bear will not be satisfied until he has tracked down and killed the woman he perceives as a threat. Lakota's only choice is to make her a member of his pack, but that will mean teaching the headstrong girl that an alpha expects to be obeyed.

Biologist Carly Fowler has never put much stock in myths and legends, but after the ruggedly handsome man who so recently saved her life transforms into a wolf before her eyes, she is forced to accept that what he says is true. There is a terrifying creature hunting her and Lakota and his pack can keep her safe, but that will mean submitting to a stern, dominant alpha who will not hesitate to soundly punish her any time he feels it necessary.

Lakota gives Carly no time to ponder her situation, nor does he give her a choice in the matter. She will live with him until he is sure she is no longer in danger, and during that time she will do as she is told or face the consequences. It isn't long before Carly's defiant attitude earns her a painful, embarrassing spanking over Lakota's knee, but despite her fury at being punished in such a fashion she cannot help yearning for him to take her hard and thoroughly.

Over the coming days, Lakota takes on the role of Carly's firm but loving daddy, providing the structure and discipline she requires to adjust to her new life. Soon enough, however, his need for her becomes overwhelming, and he claims her as his mate, mastering her more completely than she would have ever thought possible. But will her presence end up tearing his pack apart?

He raised his arm and brought the switch down hard, and Carly howled as the blow left a burning line of pain in its wake. Lakota kept a hand on the small of her back, holding her easily in place. Carly’s position on the rock had her leaning slightly forward, and as the switch painted welt after welt on her nates, Carly began to kick wildly in an effort to get free. The sight of her plump sex between her legs was almost more than Lakota could stand, and even though she was sobbing for mercy, his heightened senses picked up the heady pheromones which told him that part of her was responding sexually to his correction.

There were nearly a dozen thin welts crisscrossing her bottom now, and he added one more for good measure before tossing the switch away and pulling her to standing. Lakota sat on the rock as he forced her to face him, waiting for Carly’s wails to subside before addressing her.

“That’s why you do as your told,” he said, pointing in the direction the bear had run. “You know better, Carly. So why don’t you tell me why you ran? Do you like putting yourself in danger?” He paused, gently pushing his fingers between her thighs. “Or was part of you hoping I’d stop you?”

“That’s ridiculous!” She spat the words through her tears, angrily wiping away tears with the back of one hand as she rubbed her welted bottom with the other.

“Is it?” he asked. He took hold of her shoulders and locked his gaze onto hers. “I don’t have to touch a woman to tell when she’s sexually excited.”

His words seemed to shock her into momentary silence. “That’s a hell of a thing to say from a man who considers himself a father figure.”

“Well, maybe that’s because we comprehend two different things in the term,” he said. “As leader, I consider myself a father figure to the whole pack. And a pack leader can mate with a female he protects.”

The presence of pheromones in the air was heavier now.

“If you think I want you in that way…” she said, but her voice was quavering, and her skin was flushed, and then her eyes widened as his fingers moved between her legs to reveal what she’d been trying to hide even from herself.

“You’re wet, Carly,” he said. “You want me. Admit it. You want me as much as I want you.” He paused. “I wanted you from the moment I saved you from Bear. I’ll fight any beast that tries to claim you. But I fear I cannot fight the one that longs to claim your body.”

It surprised him to find she kept herself shaved, and now as he slipped first one finger, then two, past the slick folds of her inner flower, her body seemed to draw him in, and she moaned as he probed her tight, hot pussy. Carly was whimpering as her hips followed the motion of his hand, even as she buried her face in his chest and fisted his shirt.

“No. No. No,” she said. “This is wrong.”

“It’s not wrong,” he said. “I am your kind. Even if you do not have the gift, we are drawn to one another. I am made for you, Carly. You are made for me. It was meant for us to get together, my little one. I was meant to guide you, to protect you, both as a father figure and as your lover.”

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Protecting His Pet By Measha Stone

Measha Stone has a new book out! PROTECTING HIS PET is a scorcher and Measha's sharing a hot excerpt on my blog today!

 She would learn her only hope to getting out of this alive was to trust him, to obey him.

After her brother’s life of crime is brought to a sudden end, twenty-two-year-old Kara Jennings fears she may be the next target of the men who killed him. It comes as a shock, however, when she is taken captive by a mysterious man who promises to keep her safe but quickly demonstrates that he will not hesitate to punish her in any way he sees fit if she disobeys him.

Devin Stinger is certain there is something important that Kara is refusing to share with him—something related to her brother’s death—and he is fully prepared to be as firm as necessary to get her to tell him the truth, even if that means stripping her bare, spanking her hard and thoroughly, and keeping her caged like a pet.

Despite her shame at being made to kneel naked at her captor’s feet, eat from his hand, and surrender her body to him completely, Devin’s dominance leaves Kara helplessly aroused and yearning for him to master her even more thoroughly. When he brings her to the edge of an intense climax only to leave her desperate and wanting, her need for him to claim her properly compels Kara to confess the secret her brother shared with her before his death. But will that information help Devin protect his beautiful pet or will it ultimately put her in greater danger?

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“Time for your shower.” He grinned and started to head back toward the house.

“Here?” she called to him, and he didn’t bother responding. He’d just tied her to a fucking tree, where did she think she was having it?

It was pretty warm for a fall day, which was good—for her.

Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open when he headed back toward her carrying the hose in one hand and a bucket in the other.

“No. No. Not a hose.”

Funny how she thought she had the right to demand anything from him at that moment. After she’d sliced him. After she’d spit at him. After she’d fought and clawed at him. Between the two of them, she had been the most violent.

“Oh, yes, the hose. That’s how I clean my pets, peaches.” Her intake of breath at how he referred to her wasn’t lost on him. Such a little sound really. Most men wouldn’t even notice it, but not Devin. No, he not only noticed it, he basked in those little sounds. The hums, the shocked gasps, the painful cries, the soft murmurs of pleasure, all if it stroked his arousal to an almost painful point.

“I-I’m sorry if I hurt you.” Her apology came fast, her eyes never leaving the bucket as he began to fill it with water. A bar of soap floated in the chilly water along with a rag he’d tossed in there. He was going to enjoy cleaning her.

“I’m sure you are,” he agreed, tilting his head to look up at her. “That doesn’t change much, though, I’m afraid. You see, actions have consequences.” He lifted up his left arm, where the injury was hidden beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt. “Even when you’re sorry. I’ll give you a word of advice. Take your punishment like a good girl, and you’ll start earning your privileges back.” Bubbles formed in the water, and he turned off the spray from the hose, closing the gap between them.

“Just let me go. I just want to go home.” She stomped her foot in the dirt. Her bare foot made no sound against the earth beneath it, but the dirt kicked up a bit. He looked down at the few particles that landed on his boot.

“Now you’re kicking dirt at me?” It was cruel to add that to her list of transgressions, but the beast within him was slowly making its way off its leash.

“No.” Her curls flew from side to side as she shook her head. “No, Please. I—” She screamed when the cold water from the hose hit her naked body. She jumped back, but the leash didn’t give her much room to move away.

“What was that?”

She twisted away, but the water caught her. “C-cold! Too cold!” she screamed.

“I bet it is,” he nodded in agreement, aiming the hose for her chest. Her nipples tightened into stiff peaks with the chilled water hitting her. He couldn’t have planned for a sexier sight. She tried to close her arms, to protect her breasts, but they were tied overhead. He softened the stream and stepped closer, watching the water fall over her heavy breasts and roll down her flat stomach toward that little patch of hair he had admired earlier. He let go of the handle, stopping the water for a moment. “Turn around. I want to get your back.”

“No!” she refused.

He turned the water back on and aimed the stream at her hardened nipples. She squealed, twisted, and turned, but couldn’t get away from him. Damn, his dick was hard.

“Turn around.” He gave her another chance, aiming the stream to the side.

“I hate you,” she affirmed once more, then slowly turned so her ass faced him.

He nearly groaned at the sight of her round ass. Only a few welts were still showing from the belting he’d given her the night before, but other than that her creamy skin was completely unflawed. Of course he’d remedy that after her shower. The girl still had a punishment coming. A hard punishment.

“You can hate me all you want. Won’t change what’s coming.” He rinsed off her back then stepped closer, wrapping his hand to her front and cupping her chin. Pulling it back, he began to gently spray her hair. Her breath hitched, but soon adjusted to the new chill. “Now you need soap,” he whispered in her ear.

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Moments BY Paige Parsons (Sweet Town Love Anthology)

Paige Parsons is on my blog with her contribution to the Sweet Town Love anthology called MOMENTS!

Moments by Paige Parsons

“Well, you just got finished slapping my ass, Jake, I think tears are appropriate!”

A family crisis brings her home. A gift of love brings them back together. Share in the moments that take them from friends to lovers. Beulah Isabelle Grayson and Jacob Martin meet in the seventh grade and experience life side-by-side from puberty to college. A broken heart and misunderstandings tear them apart, after their high school graduation, and Belle decides she never wants to see him again. Ten years later, Jake is back in her life and saving the day. Belle knows she owes him the one thing she hasn't been ready to give, a chance to explain. Clearing up the past finally gives them the opportunity to create the future they've both desired.

“You always have to keep pushing. You know what, we’re not going to even bother your parents with any of this. There’s no way I’m going to watch you unravel and ruin your friendship over some perceived wrongdoing. This gets settled right here and right now.”

Turning her around Jake frog marched the girl he’d been falling in love with the last two years to her bed, and without ceremony, had her over his knee. Damp skin and skimpy swimwear eliminated the need for him to bare her. If Belle were lost for words or unsure about what was coming next, the smacking sound that bounced off her walls and back to her ears confirmed her fear. He couldn’t seriously be doing this, today, and after ending things. Her blood was boiling. He wasn’t stopping. Things were getting out of hand. Smack, after smack, after smack landed on her upturned bottom and the building heat was hard to ignore. His hand was even harder.

“You are such an ass! I hate you, Jake Martin. I hate you with everything in me and I will never forgive you.”

“All you had to do was talk to me. But, no you had to sneak around, start a fight, cause a scene, and bring the chances of anyone enjoying the rest of the day to a screeching halt. If, you can’t get yourself under control, I’ll send everyone home and let your parents know exactly what went on here today. Geez, Belle, I haven’t seen you like this in forever and I can’t say I missed it!”

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Paige Parsons is a creative Joan of all Trades, with her first love being theatre. Now living and working in Japan, Paige, a native New Yorker, has always loved the world of make believe. Whether reading, writing or performing she loves a good story. 

She holds an undergraduate degree in Communications-Broadcast Journalism/English-Creative Writing, a graduate degree in Elementary Education, and is ABD for her doctorate in Education-Brain Research. 

Having spent the last 25 years collecting stories around the stage as an actress, stage manager, and production manager, it is no surprise that Paige loves to tell stories, read stories, and put stories up on the stage.

PROTECTING PAIGE by Maggie Carpenter

The lovely Maggie Carpenter is here today with her latest, PROTECTING PAIGE (No Easy Task)!

Cole Barrington, a sexy dominant and a movie producer with a reputation as a player, has been haunted by one particular young lady who unexpectedly tugged his heart strings during a five-day romp on a tropical island. Why she ducked his calls on their return he has no idea, and the question still shadows him.

Paige Brooks is a publicist, and when she learns she must accompany Cole to an annual charity event at the same Caribbean island where she’d spent an idyllic week with him, she grits her teeth and clenches her fists. The man broke her heart. How can she possibly get through it?

Thrown together on a tiny seaplane, as they fly to the private island where the event is to be held, fate throws them an unexpected curve ball. Forced to land near a tiny uninhabited island, they suddenly find themselves completely stranded and alone. Their intense attraction soon fires their passion, and when they’re drawn into a wild treasure hunt, Cole must use his dominant skill to control the impetuous woman from the perils surrounding them.

If you enjoy a suspenseful romance starring a take-charge alpha male, and a feisty young woman with a sharp wit and impetuous nature, look no further than this panty-melting page-turner from Maggie Carpenter.

As Cole slipped her dress over her head, Paige rolled into him and urgently grabbed at the buttons of his shirt, but grasping her wrists he pushed her onto her back and pinned them on either side of her head.

“We’ve got all night,” he softly murmured, “and I’m going to make the most of every minute. Don’t move.”

Rising to his feet, he leisurely stripped, then returning to lie at her side, he slid her panties down her legs and popped the front fastener of her bra. As it sprang free he slid it down her arms and tossed it aside, then kneeling over her, he gazed at her in wonder; the huge setting sun was cloaking her skin in a golden glow.

“You’re even more lovely than I remember,” he crooned, then straddling her body, he sent his grasp back to her wrists, lowered his lips, and began kissing her neck.

“That makes me crazy,” she bleated. “I love it. I love it so much.”

“I know,” he purred, traveling his lips across her shoulders toward her breasts. “I remember the things that make you crazy. I’ve relived them many times.”

She moaned in response, and as he drew in her nipples, sucking hungrily, she raised her chest to meet his mouth.

“Remember what I said?” he murmured, lifting his head and locking her eyes.

“Ooh, don’t stop.”

“Does that mean you don’t remember?”

“I can’t stand it,” she complained. “Remember what?”

“My promise to spank you. I promised when we were together before, and I promised you a few minutes ago. I think it’s time I kept that promise.”

“You’re going to do it now?” she gasped. “Right now?”

“Seems as good a time as any,” he said with a wicked grin, and releasing her wrists, he quickly flipped her onto her stomach and yanked up her hips.

“Oh, my gosh! What are you doing?”

“You do have an incredibly spankable ass.”

“I can’t believe this! Why do I feel so—”

“So what?” he asked, smoothing his hand over her backside. “So embarrassed?”

“Yes, and, ooh, I feel so weird.”

“That’s natural, but I’ll bet…” he said, his voice trailing off as he slipped his fingers between her legs, “uh-huh, you’re soaked, and in a few minutes you’re going to be even more soaked. Now keep still, and don’t shout out like that again.”

“I didn’t mean to, I was just shocked.”

“I know you’ve been craving this.”

“How could I be craving something I’ve never had?”

“Now you’re just being coy. I think I’ll add a few extra slaps for that.”

“Okay, I have,” she said quickly, “but it’s weird and I don’t know why.”

“There is no why. It’s just how God made you, and I’m the other side of that coin. Are you ready?”

“I guess.”

“Nope, I need more than that.”

“Good grief.”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

Though her voice had been filled with trepidation, he’d also heard excitement, and raising his hand, he brought it down with several quick slaps, not hard, but carrying a sting that would not disappoint her.

“Ow!”

“I said no shouting.”

“Sorry.”

“Here, bury your head in this,” he suggested, reaching for her dress and handing to her.

“You mean I’ll need to?”

“You might. I won’t spank you too hard, but it’s still going to hurt.”

“Ooh.”

“Unless you’d rather I stop. Do you want me to stop, Paige?”

“Uh, no… no, I don’t.”

“Right then, roll up your dress and bury your head.”

Though he didn’t think her yelps or the sound of his smacking hand would carry around to the rocky point to Jack’s ears, having her muffle her squeals in her dress added some extra spice to the moment, and waiting until she was settled, he began to land his slaps in an easy rhythm as he traveled his flattened palm across her cheeks. When she began to squirm, he moved his slaps lower, and after adding a few good swats to her sit spot, eliciting a series of mewling cries, he paused and ran his hand over her warm pink skin.

“How are you feeling?”

“Please, will you touch me?” she begged, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder.

“That was not the answer to my question,” he said firmly, delivering a solid smack to the center of her bottom. “How are you feeling?”

“Ow, did you have to do that?”

“And again,” he declared, landing another hard slap.

“Oww.”

“How are you feeling?”

“My ass is stinging, how do you think I feel?”

“I can’t believe you just said that,” he muttered, shaking his head and grinning at her nerve. “Anything else?”

“Yes. I feel…”

“Go on, everything. Tell me everything.”

“Cole, I love it. I mean, I don’t but I do. I really do, I just don’t know why.”

“We don’t always need to know why we like something, now close your eyes and feel my hand rub away the burn. That was your introduction.”

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Award-winning and best-selling author Maggie Carpenter has published over fifty romance novels, and is the recipient of a number Spanking Romance Reviews awards spanning a variety of genres. Her readers describe her work as, romantic, funny, suspenseful, beyond a five-star read, exciting romance with a ton of surprises. 

Her work includes a best-selling twelve-book contemporary cowboy series, Cowboys After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2ihCNtp), a warrior fantasy trilogy, Warriors After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2iE0cDa) contemporary love stories, and several Victorian romances. His Willful Bride was a #1 best-seller for several weeks and a BookBub Feature Deal. She is best known for her smart, witty, strong-willed women who bring unexpected challenge, mystery and humor into the lives of passionate, dominant men. 

Maggie has a history in show-business both in front of and behind the camera, but 

moved from Los Angeles to live in the Pacific Northwest to pursue her writing. She is an equine enthusiast who rides every day, and writes until the wee hours of the morning when her eyes close only because they must. 

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Black Light: Valentine Roulette (Excerpts from Renee Rose and Livia Grant)

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories. 

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

Renee Rose and Livia Grant are sharing excerpts from Black Light: Valentine Roulette (Black Light Series Boxset)! 

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Broken by Renee Rose

When the sub known as Slave to Pain spins ageplay, she rolls her eyes. Major Jennifer Riggs doesn’t do fluffy, or pigtails, or baby talk. Doesn’t need to be cuddled or held. She likes to get in and get out, where only her body gets hurt. And she already has the perfect dom - a sadist who gives it hard. 

Derek, aka Master D, has been trying to break through his sub’s tough walls for months. When someone else lands her for the Roulette event, he takes matters into his own hands and swaps for his girl. Ageplay isn’t his thing, but this may be the perfect time to get past her defenses and give her the support she always shoves away. But when he pushes her past the breaking point, and she comes up swinging, Derek realizes he may have just lost the one sub who was the perfect match for him. 

She jerked when, suddenly, Master D appeared in front of her, his barrel chest clearly defined with muscles beneath his tight black T-shirt.

“Jesus, where’d you come from?”

Damn, he was stealthy for such a big guy.

He shoved her up against the wall, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand, the other gripping her jaw to hold her face in place. His thigh wedged between her legs, forcing her feet apart and giving her something to grind down on. “Did you wear that dress for them?” he growled.

A wave of knowing washed over her. Yep. He was going to see this as a betrayal. Something in her stomach knotted. She opted for a truth that wouldn’t piss him off.

“I bought it for you.”

The thumb of the hand gripping her jaw eased and slid over her skin, stroking her cheek. “Did you?” His voice was a purr now.

“Yeah.” She’d lost her breath. It always seemed to happen when he dominated her. Sometimes she hated herself for it—she wasn’t allowed to feel fear, after all. But, at some point, she’d drawn a line. The sub she became in Black Light was someone else. Someone who liked to surrender. Liked to get scared and excited by a man bigger than she was. It didn’t reflect on Major Jennifer Dibbs. It wasn’t a personality flaw—it was a kink. Just about sex and the way she liked to do it. Another reason to keep things separate and clean. She didn’t need her headspace to get fucked up by her kink.

He yanked the neckline of her dress down under her breasts. If the fabric hadn’t been so stretchy, it would’ve torn. He shoved the cups of her bra down next. “Are you going to let them see these pretty little boobies?”

Ouch. Yeah, they were little. She knew it. They weren’t her best asset. But she still didn’t love hearing them called little boobies. He probably guessed that, like he guessed everything about her. His hand cupped one, somehow making it seem bigger than it was by wrapping around to hold her muscle on the side, too. Bless the man.

“I- I don’t know.”

He arched a brow. “You don’t know?” His voice sounded incredulous. “Well, you’d better decide, little slave, or the decision will be made for you.”

Her head wobbled on her neck. “Probably,” she whispered.

His face turned stony. He pinched her nipple and twisted.

She shrieked and tried to rise up on her tiptoes, but he had her pinned too tightly.

“You will be punished for any and all transgressions I see tonight.”

What the fuck? They didn’t have any rules or arrangements for her to transgress against. But her pussy had just turned molten at his words, the idea of punishment at his hands so terribly exciting she didn’t care how unfair the statement had been.

He continued to hold her nipple in a tight twist, sending shards of pain sprinting out through her breast.

“Yes, sir,” she squeaked.

He waited one beat. Two. Then his grip on her breast and wrists eased, his palm massaging her wounded breast as he leaned over and bit her ear. “I’ll be watching,” he growled against her neck, then kissed it, his lips suddenly soft, the gesture oddly tender.

It made her knees go weak.

Good thing he was still holding her up.

RENEE ROSE is an USA Today bestselling author and a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. She's hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors.

Revealed by Livia Grant 

Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club. 

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex. He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious. 

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she's been paired with? 

The word ‘red’ sat at the end of her tongue, ready to fly out of her mouth. Before she used it, she instead demanded they re-roll to choose another submissive for the Dom. Chase shook his head apologetically, refusing to accommodate her wish.

When Mr. Helms stalked towards to the stairs as if he were going to drag her up on the stage with force, her feet finally moved. Khloe spun and started racing towards the exit, which was easier said than done. Cocktail tables full of spectators were in the walkway, slowing her down. She heard the commotion behind her and knew instinctively he was chasing after her. In a brief moment of clarity, she felt like Little Red Riding Hood, being chased by the big bad wolf through the dense woods.

She didn’t even make it half way to the door before muscular arms snatched her. One arm wrapped around her waist, yanking her to an abrupt stop. His other hand jammed into her long hair, snapping her head back so far it hurt. He squeezed her so hard that the last pockets of air left her, leaving her gasping while he ground his hips against her lower back, pressing his steely erection against her so hard she couldn’t have ignored it if she tried.

She’d expected him to yell at her, but he instead placed his lips against the shell of her left ear, his gravelly voice low enough for her ears only. “You’re not getting away from me, Miss Monroe. I won you fair and square. You may not know me, but believe me when I tell you you’ll be glad we met in three hours. I may not know why you’re here yet, but I’m gonna make it my mission to find out and give you exactly what you need before you leave here tonight.” He paused, releasing her slightly. “Take a deep breath.” When she didn’t comply he barked. “Now.”

Her body obeyed, gasping for precious air as he continued on.

“That’s it. I feel you squirming against me. You’ve got an itch that needs scratched, don’t you? Well, I’m your man. Just so you know, if you leave now, you’ll be walking away from the best sex of your life.”

Khloe fought to think. Fear warred with curiosity, turning her into a jumbled mess. Who was this guy? So conceited. So sure of himself. So strong. He smelled amazing and his hard appendage grinding against her promised a one-way ride to heaven.

His hand against her stomach moved higher, molding against her right breast, massaging her. He squeezed so hard pain shot through her body, making her feel more alive than she’d possibly ever felt.

“Be brave.” He finally closed the deal with his promise. “Let me take care of you tonight, baby.”

No one was more surprised than her when he suddenly released her. She gasped for another breath, keeping her eye on the door in the distance.

She could leave. She’d never have to see anyone in this room ever again, including Chase Cartwright. She could chalk the whole night up to a failed experiment and drag herself back to New York and lick her wounds there until she had to leave for L.A. on Sunday.

A tanned hand came into view. He was offering the chance to choose him. To choose adventure. To pursue the nebulous desire draining her daily as she chased after something she couldn’t name.

She didn’t remember making the decision. All she knew was her hand reached for his, locking them together just before he gently pulled her back into motion, this time back towards the stage where the roulette wheel would decide how they would spend the next three hours.

LIVIA GRANT is an USA Today bestselling author who lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a young man, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. Well-known for her deep character-driven plots, & incredible ensemble casts, she writes one hell of an erotic romance.

Black Light: Valentine Roulette (Jennifer Bene’s Novella Title: ‘Wet’)

I have Jennifer Bene here today, sharing an excerpt from WET - her contribution in the Black Light: Valentine Roulette boxset!

Sienna doesn’t like to talk when she plays at a club. She likes to escape, to be treated like an object so she doesn’t have to think. It’s nice, it’s easy, and she can do it with just about anyone… or so she thought. 

When she gets paired with Alexander, a Daddy Dom who insists on calling her ‘little girl’ and making her talk, she realizes that spinning a giant water tank for breath play is the least of her worries. Now, with every unanswered question, she’s plunged into icy water – but the tank isn’t the only reason she's wet.

Pleasure and pain give Sienna’s temper a voice, but will it force her to connect with herself and the man whose talented hands she’s beginning to crave - or will she break under his touch? And if she does shatter, will Alexander be able to put his little girl back together?

“You’re going to talk, little girl. Even if I have to make you scream first.”

Alexander took the steps slowly, each of his shining shoes landing heavily before he continued. Once he was on the floor, he paced around her slowly, and she shifted her posture to ensure she was presenting in a proper kneel. “You are beautiful, little girl.”

Her teeth clenched, but she stayed silent, only letting out a gasp when he eased his fingers into her hair, gliding down to the back of her head before he gripped hard and made her look up at him.

“I want to know more about you.” He smiled slowly, a look that she was sure charmed most of his submissives. “Tell me something.”

“What would you like me to say, sir?” It was a plea for him to give her direction, to make it so she didn’t have to think, but he seemed determined to make her come up with her own answers.

“I want to know you, little one. Tell me something you like or don’t like.”

“I don’t like being called little girl, sir.” Sienna muttered, and he chuckled, tightening his fingers in her hair until little pinpricks of pain rushed over her skin.

“I already know that, and I’m enjoying it very much, little girl.” Pulling her to her feet, he pushed her to the stairs so that she climbed them in front of him, the angle of her neck growing uncomfortable. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

“Like what, sir?” she whispered, unsure what he was looking for as he planted her in the odd chair. Garreth had clearly slid it backwards on its track, because she was still able to put her feet on the floor for now, her toes just able to touch the damp edge of the cold tank.

Alexander leaned down to brush his lips across her shoulder, nudging her hair out of the way as his mouth grazed her neck before stopping beside the shell of her ear. “Tell me anything. I want to get to know you.”

Sienna found herself mute, because his intimate touch had sent her thoughts somewhere else, and it was hard enough to speak even when she was fully aware. No matter what he called her, Alexander was a Dom in the truest sense. It was evident in the sophisticated rumble of his voice, the commanding way he held his fist in her hair, and the possessive way he nipped at the skin just below her ear.

“Speak,” he growled, and her lips parted at his command, but she couldn’t make words form.

What would she even say? What could he possibly want to know about her? About her boring life?

“You’re a quiet one, aren’t you?” he asked rhetorically, releasing her hair to walk around her. With a firm grip he captured one ankle, lifting it to attach it to the cuff on the seat of the chair. “There’s only one problem with that…” Alexander came back to the other ankle, repeating the process so that her legs were folded in such a way that she seemed to be kneeling, thighs stretched wide, over the chair.

“Sir?” she managed to ask, and he chuckled behind her.

“I like to hear my subs talk, and you’re mine for the evening.” Capturing her wrists from where she’d been bracing on her legs, he pulled them to the back of the chair, cuffing them separately to either side so she couldn’t budge forward at all. “That means you’re going to talk, little girl. Even if I have to make you scream first.”

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Jennifer Bene is an international bestselling author of erotic romance who loves wine, hiking, whiskey, and keyboards - not necessarily in that order. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, Suspense, Thrillers, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Horror. While she’s been writing for years, it's always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological storylines. Don’t worry though, she also insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after! Because without the dark, we'd never notice the light, now would we?

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Black Light: Valentine Roulette

Three hours. Four hard limits. Eight sexy stories.

Are you brave enough to spin the wheel?

Get ready to explore some of your naughtiest desires while you celebrate Valentine’s Day with eight kinky stories from eight USA Today and international bestselling authors! Black Light is the most exclusive BDSM club in Washington, D.C. and for one night they’re changing the rules of play to entertain their members with a game of chance – Valentine Roulette. Challenge and adventure awaits as these sexy dominants spin to win their submissives, and the subs spin to choose how they will play. Their prize if they last the night? One free month at Black Light, and for some of our daring participants… even a chance at love.

Enjoy over 200,000 words of edgy, romantic stories including:

Broken by Renee Rose

Revealed by Livia Grant

Wet by Jennifer Bene

Unbroken by Maren Smith

Unraveled by Addison Cain

Unmasked by Lee Savino

Stripped by Sophie Kisker

Bared by Measha Stone

 BLURBS FOR INDIVIDUAL STORIES 

Broken by Renee Rose

When the sub known as Slave to Pain spins ageplay, she rolls her eyes. Major Jennifer Riggs doesn’t do fluffy, or pigtails, or baby talk. Doesn’t need to be cuddled or held. She likes to get in and get out, where only her body gets hurt. And she already has the perfect dom - a sadist who gives it hard. 

Derek, aka Master D, has been trying to break through his sub’s tough walls for months. When someone else lands her for the Roulette event, he takes matters into his own hands and swaps for his girl. Ageplay isn’t his thing, but this may be the perfect time to get past her defenses and give her the support she always shoves away. But when he pushes her past the breaking point, and she comes up swinging, Derek realizes he may have just lost the one sub who was the perfect match for him. 

RENEE ROSE is an USA Today bestselling author and a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. She's hit #1 on Amazon in multiple categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors. 

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Revealed by Livia Grant 

Actress Khloe Monroe’s life is spinning out of control. Surrounded by millions of fans, but she’s never felt more alone. When she seeks out an old friend, Chase Cartwright, she doesn’t expect his advice to be signing up for a daring game of Valentine Roulette in his secretive BDSM club. 

CIA agent Ryder Helms doesn’t play at anything in life, especially sex. He’s a sadist and a dominant to his core, so when the roulette wheel pairs him with the stunning actress, Khloe Monroe, a BDSM newbie, he’s surprised to find she’s the best gift he’s received in a long time. Dominating an experienced submissive was fun. Dominating an innocent was delicious. 

The confidentiality of Black Light may protect Khloe from the paparazzi, but who will protect her from the devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous, Dom she's been paired with? 

LIVIA GRANT is an USA Today bestselling author who lives in Chicago with her husband and two sons… one a young man, the other a furry rescue dog named Max. Well-known for her deep character-driven plots, & incredible ensemble casts, she writes one hell of an erotic romance. 

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Unbroken by Maren Smith 

Abby didn’t know what she’d first done to get on club dominant Newton’s bad side, but she went out of her way to earn the dark glowering looks he so loved to give her. Newton had no idea what he’d done to deserve it, but for two long years mischievous sub Abby had gone out of her way to make his life at the clubs a living hell. 

Imagine her surprise when Newton also showed up with playbag in hand for Black Light’s first annual event. Imagine his dismay when he spun Abby’s name, attaching himself to her for the duration of the night. 

If he thought for one second he could break her… If she thought for one second he was going to put up with it… 

Valentine Roulette… let the games begin. 

MAREN SMITH is an USA Today bestselling author with more than 20 years' worth of books in print. She is well known for both her slightly twisted sense of humor and her unhealthy love affair with coffee. 

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Wet by Jennifer Bene 

Sienna doesn’t like to talk when she plays at a club. She likes to escape, to be treated like an object so she doesn’t have to think. It’s nice, it’s easy, and she can do it with just about anyone… or so she thought. 

When she gets paired with Alexander, a Daddy Dom who insists on calling her ‘little girl’ and making her talk, she realizes that spinning a giant water tank for breath play is the least of her worries. Now, with every unanswered question, she’s plunged into icy water – but the tank isn’t the only reason she's wet. 

Pleasure and pain give Sienna’s temper a voice, but will it force her to connect with herself and the man whose talented hands she’s beginning to crave - or will she break under his touch? And if she does shatter, will Alexander be able to put his little girl back together? 

JENNIFER BENE is an international bestselling author of dark and devious romance and erotica, in a variety of genres. She lives in Texas and loves wine, whiskey, BDSM, and keyboards - just not necessarily in that order. 

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Unraveled by Addison Cain 

Spencer Cook, Black Light’s Dungeon Master, doesn’t tolerate impudence from anyone, especially not the Swedish ballbuster brought in to manage the club’s floundering bar. Klara Eriksson is a distraction, a vanilla outsider who has no place smiling at and chatting to the guests of D.C.’s elite BDSM club—especially when she has never once smiled at him. 

Sending her packing escalates the issue. Klara finds her way back into Black Light as a last-minute participant in the Valentine Roulette party. Desperate to regain her job, Klara offers her ex-boss a wager. If she makes it through the night submitting to a stranger, he rehires her on the spot. 

Whipping, breath play... Spencer is forced to watch as a well-known Sadist has his hands, his mouth, and his body all over the BDSM virgin he unwillingly craves. He wants Klara for himself. And Klara, well, she wants to understand why Spencer fills her thoughts each time her dom pushes her past pain and right into pleasure. 

ADDISON CAIN is the author of the international bestselling Alpha’s Claim series. She has a penchant for dark themes and unrepentant lust. Heroes are villains, wrong is right, and concepts of obsession color her tales beyond simple black and white. 

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Unmasked by Lee Savino 

A ruthless master. A reluctant submissive.

Chessie hasn’t had an orgasm in a really, really long time, so when her roommate talks her into joining the Roulette game at a local BDSM club, she figures it’s worth a shot. What she doesn’t expect is to be paired with the handsome Senator Kane — a man she’s all too familiar with.

Can Chessie get over her prejudice against him — and her reluctance to submit to her inner desires — to achieve the pleasure she craves at the hands of Master Kane? 

LEE SAVINO is an USA Today bestselling author of sexy, sexy romance living in Virginia with her husband and little boy. No matter what genre she writes in she loves to write books about strong women and the sexy men who love them. 

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Stripped by Sophie Kisker 

Adam Quinn and Sari Friesen have been matched for Valentine Roulette. He likes her curves and her smile. She likes his dark eyes and his self-assured dominance. But life hasn’t been easy for either of them, and trust comes slowly. 

If they can work together for three hours as dom and sub, through a hot wax scene, a whipping, and a capture fantasy, they’ll win the prize. 

But the secret that one of them is keeping threatens to strip away the tenuous attraction that’s growing with every spank, whimper, and moan. At the end of the night, will there be anything left to salvage for a future? 

SOPHIE KISKER is a bestselling author of erotic romance full of dominance and submission. They’re almost always dark, and sometimes uncomfortable, but they will always have a happy ending. She’s a true believer that romantic love and a riding crop make a great combination. 

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Bared by Measha Stone 

Riley can’t remember the last time she played with a Top she couldn’t manipulate. That’s the problem. She wants something more than topping from the bottom, and she’s convinced herself that the Valentine Roulette event is the place to find it. 

But when she’s paired up with her ex, her confidence waivers. Dane knows her too well, has been watching her for months, and he’s not going to give up this time. Will he be able to breach that wall she’s been building since she ran out on him all those years ago? Or will she run again, lose the game, and her chance at love? 

MEASHA STONE is an author from the western suburbs of Chicago where she lives with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance. 

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