Thursday, 28 September 2017

Cover Reveal - A FIGHTER'S LOVE


Check out the awesome cover for A FIGHTER'S LOVE coming soon from Evernight Publishing. This is the third novel in my LONDON MENAGE series - all fine as standalone reads.




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Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Out Today - Complete Us

OUT TODAY - Book #4 in my new REDWOOD SHIFTERS series. Grab your copy of COMPLETE US now and don't miss the other sexy stories in the series. (All fine as standalone reads but best enjoyed in order.)



Book #4 in the Redwood Shifters Series

Patrick’s life with his shifter mate Greg is idyllic. In love and lust they exist in a wonderful bubble of contentment and satisfaction in the Redwood Forest, giving into their needs and desires whenever the mood takes them.

Until one day Patrick stumbles across an injured dog. His wounds are shocking, it’s even more sickening how he got them.

Neither Patrick or Greg can abandon the poor creature and they take him into their home and their hearts. But when the new addition to their family turns out to be so much more than a dog can they act on what their bodies are crying out for? Will a third man in their relationship upset the applecart? He certainly thinks it will and it seems he’ll need convincing otherwise.




Monday, 25 September 2017

Cover Reveal - TEARAWAYS


Check out the fabulous cover designed by STUDIOENP for TEARAWAYS, the 2nd book in my hot new reverse harem series THE CHALLENGE.

Coming soon...watch this space!

Tuesday, 19 September 2017

OUT NOW! - United in Love - Charity Anthology


The world could use a lot more love, which is why being united in love is the theme of this short story collection. Each of the characters are dealing with horrific and heartbreaking situations—loss, grief, war, divorce, dementia, disputes over land and more, but what they all have in common is that, with the help of love, of unity, they come through. It may not be all happily-ever-after—since life just doesn’t work that way—but positivity and solidarity shine through in each of the tales and will warm your heart.

So enjoy these stories of unexpected companionship, old lovers reuniting, second chances and creative problem-solving, with the knowledge that the proceeds from your purchase will also have a deeply positive effect—with every penny going to the British Red Cross’s UK Solidarity Fund.



A note from Lily...


I'm thrilled to be part of this anthology which is for such a worthwhile cause. The British Red Cross are always there, thank goodness, and having just lost my grandmother who supported, helped and cared passionately about this charity's work all her life makes being involoved is all the more special to me.

My story is titled The Valkeyrie's Mortal and came about when I got interested in Nordic mythology and became a little obsessed witha  certain sexy TV show, so it's kind of a mixture; my take on a sexy Viking and a ethereal woman who claims him. I hope you enjoy this and all the stories in the anthology, and while you're at it know you're doing good while filling your Kindle.




Monday, 18 September 2017

Cover Reveal - CASTAWAYS #whychoose #RH #romance


I love the cover for my reverse harem novel CASTAWAYS which is the first in my new series called THE CHALLENGE. Designed by Studioenp this cover captures the mood of the book perfectly. 


Here's a bit more information

Olivia Bailey is up for The Challenge. Why the heck wouldn’t she be? With mariner qualifications piled high, engineering experience to rival someone twice her age, she’s ready to take on the mighty Pacific Ocean and win.

But what about her fellow crew? Five guys, four nationalities. A billionaire’s heir who likes to take charge in every aspect of life, an outback expert with a heart-stopping smile, a Spanish chef with mouthwatering moves and sexy twins who reveal themselves slowly, until it matters, then they act fast.

An adventure was what Olivia wanted, it’s certainly what she gets. Because things at sea happen in a heartbeat, friendships grow, tempers heat and desire flares. But what about when it all upends? When the unexpected happens? Will they pull together, or will fear drag the crew of The Temptress apart?



The Challenge

#1 Castaways
#2 Tearaways
#3 Runaways



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Saturday, 16 September 2017

Saturday Spankings - ENVY


Welcome to Saturday Spankings - this week a few from ENVY, a hot MMF menage a trois featuring a woman who is determined to get what she can't have.



Helen just can't stop obsessing about the cute gay couple in the block next to hers, so when she gets herself invited round to play, she takes her favourite toy.

*previously published in the 7 Deadly Sins anthology*




Nick is behind Dai, one knee on the sofa, the other foot planted on the floor. He is massaging Dai’s butt cheeks, smoothing his hands over the firm, slightly paler flesh enough to stretch his cleft. I can’t see Dai’s anus, but I know Nick will be able to. Nick’s being treated to an amazing view of the dark hole he is about to plunder. The tight ring of tissue that will soon squeeze and hug his entire shaft. 
But Nick loves Dai, the same way Dai does him, and he never shoves in without prep. He knows that would burn in a bad way. 
Jerking at my shaft, my butt trembles as Nick applies lube to his fingertips. He bends down, bites and then kisses Dai’s buttock at the same time as he penetrates him. 
Dai lifts his head, his eyes squeezed shut, his lips a thin line. I’m no stranger to anal sex and know just what he’ll be feeling right now. He’s enjoying that lovely moment of invasion, a bit of discomfort, a lot of pleasure. Allowing and trusting his lover to enter his body in his most secret, sacred place. 
Nick hangs his head low, an expression of absolute concentration on his face as he shifts his finger in and out, or maybe it’s two fingers now. My view is not that good. As he nibbles on his bottom lip he pushes further in until his hand buffers against his lover, knuckle deep. 
Again my ass clenches, but not because I want to have Nick do that to me, but because I want to be the one prepping an asshole, getting it ready for my cock. 




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Wednesday, 13 September 2017

Mid Week Tease - GOING UP


Welcome to Mid Week Tease - here's a few from GOING UP.





“Oh my darling. It’s going to get so much more exciting in a few minutes.”
“Really?” I asked. “Why, what else do you have in store for me?” I gestured around. “What could be better than this?”
He winked, an infuriating habit of his when he wasn’t going to tell me something, and sipped on his drink. “Mmm, good stuff,” he said, studying the golden liquid. “Really good stuff.” 
“Say goodbye to terra firma,” Felix called excitedly. 
I spun and looked over the side. We were already about twenty feet into the air. The dotty meadow flowers were blurring into a mass of color and the flattened patch of grass from beneath the basket was getting smaller by the second. 
“Where are we going?” I asked.
“Up,” Henry said. “We’re going up of course.”
I laughed and turned within his arms.
“Do you like the bubbly?” he asked.

“It’s lovely.” I drained my glass.
He set it, along with his, in the hamper basket.
“This baby flies beautifully,” Felix said, checking a dial that looked like a compass. “I’ve been flying her for over a year now and she just gets better.”
Again I looked up. The air was hazy, the heat distorting the black lines that outlined the diamond shaped pattern.
Henry pushed my hair over my ears and cupped my cheeks, tipped my face to his. “I’m glad you’re wearing that disgracefully short skirt,” he whispered against my lips. 
“Why?”

“Because I’m going to need easy access.”



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Sunday, 10 September 2017

Sexy Snippets - ENVY


Welcome to Sexy Snippets. This week a few lines for all of you who ever wondered what it would be like to have a touch of penis envy!



Helen just can't stop obsessing about the cute gay couple in the block next to hers, so when she gets herself invited round to play, she takes her favourite toy.

*previously published in the Seven Deadly Sins anthology*

SNIPPET

I knew I should resist. Really I did. But I couldn’t. The urge was just too compelling. Crazy, really, because it wasn’t as though seeing it made me feel good. No, it gave me this gut-wrenching, skin-crawling sensation that made my head thump and my heart pound. It caused me to feel sick and twisted physically and mentally. 
What have I become? 
But it also wet the gusset of my knickers and spiked my nipples until they pushed against the silk cups of my bra. Watching made my clit tingle, as if it ached to get bigger, and my lips often felt bruised afterwards; perhaps I bit them without realizing. 
I released my cock from its satin-lined box and walked towards my bedroom window. As usual I didn’t draw the blinds, just allowed the London darkness to swallow my still figure and keep me hidden. Now all I had to do was wait. 
Waiting spun what-ifs around my head, web-like, obsessive. To calm myself I stroked the length of silicone, feeling its dense weight in my palm — it could soothe my nerves as much as it could bring me to a wonderful, ecstatic frenzy. 
You see, I wanted what he had.
Desperately
I had no idea where this dark longing had come from. One day it had just hit me, a physical punch to the gut. It stole my breath, knotted my insides and consumed my thoughts. Now my days revolved around my need for it. 
His name was Dai — Welsh for David, so he told me — and he worked at Rengrade IT Solutions based on the Arlington Road. I knew this from our chats at the bus stop every morning. It was Dai who’d started the conversations. Comments about the weather at first — moaning about the rain or praising the sunshine — then he went on to chat about what he was doing at the weekend or admire something I was wearing; once he told me he liked my new jacket and it went well with my emerald eyes. Whenever he spoke I would nod and watch his mouth; his bottom lip was fuller than the top and his right canine a fraction raised. 



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Saturday, 9 September 2017

Saturday Spankings - GOING UP

Welcome to SATURDAY SPANKINGS, this week a wild menage a trois in a hot air balloon!



When Faye reveals her fantasies to posh boyfriend, Henry, she doesn't bank on him making them ALL come true!

*previously published in the WANDERLUST anthology*



I drained my champagne, enjoying the decadence of guzzling something so expensive. 
Henry laughed and pointed at a maze set back from the main house. “How would you like to get lost in there with me sometime?” 
“Anytime.” I passed him my empty glass and then curled my fingers over the stiff edge of the basket. “As long as we can do it naked.”
I let the blanket slide from my shoulders and crumple to the floor. The freedom of being in the sky, everything quiet and wistful while being completely absent of clothes was wonderfully liberating and completely self-indulgent. 
He set our empty glasses aside and kissed the curve of my shoulder. “I’m liking the way you think,” he said against my skin, his breath warm and tickly. “Naked anything with you is good.” 
“Including hot air ballooning?” I asked, leaning over a little more, so that my breasts squashed against the basket and my hair caught on the breeze. 
“Yes, including hot air ballooning.” 
Felix came to stand on the other side of me so I was sandwiched between them as I stared downward at the lush greenery below. 
“You have such a beautiful ass,” Felix said, smoothing his hand down my back and over my rump. “Perfect handful.” 
“I agree,” Henry said, also drifting his palm down my spine and then trailing his fingers over the other cheek and down to my thigh. 
“You left quite a mark,” Felix said, rubbing against the small patch of stinging heat left behind from Henry’s thwack at the height of my pleasure. 
“Her skin blushes beautifully,” Henry told him, “Whether it’s a hand or a crop.” 
I sighed, remembering that night of fun. 
“I should think a paddle too,” Felix said, palming a cheek and squeezing a little. 
“Yes, I’m sure,” Henry agreed. “Haven’t tried that yet though. Must get round to it.” 





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Thursday, 7 September 2017

Out Now—Fast Lust by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #badboy #biker #sexy #romance


Blurb:

When a straitlaced journalist and a fearless motorcycle racer are thrown into an interview together, will they find any common ground? Or are they destined to clash?

Gloria Heath loves her job as a lifestyle journalist. She also loves the perks—free meals, complimentary spa treatments, behind-the-scenes access and more. So when her boss sends her on an assignment to the British Superbikes tournament at Donington Park, she’s less than impressed. Sports are definitely not her thing, and her brief is to find a rider with an interesting back story and write about their journey. But how is she supposed to do that when she really doesn’t care one way or the other?

When she experiences the atmosphere and the racing, however, she starts to see the attraction. Soon after, she finds the perfect case study for her article. Rafe Donovan is fearless, ambitious, and the underdog of the tournament. He’s also drop dead gorgeous. She eagerly sets out to interview him, but soon discovers the bad boy biker is a tough nut to crack. The more she asks questions, the more he shuts down. Throw some chemistry into the mix and things go from bad to worse. Can she get the material she needs, or is her first foray into sports writing doomed to fail?
Note: Fast Lust was previously published in the British Bad Boys Boxed Set.



Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/fastlust
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Excerpt:

Gloria Heath gaped at her boss, Graeme, unsure if she’d heard him correctly. No, no, she couldn’t have heard him correctly, because she thought he’d said he wanted her to go and cover the first round of the British Superbikes at Donington Park. She shook her head and chuckled. He must have said The Great British Bake Off. That sounded similar, didn’t it?
Graeme frowned. “Something funny, Gloria?”
She snapped her focus back to her editor and smiled. “Sorry. I must be going deaf, or mad, because I thought you said you wanted me to cover some motorbike race.”
His expression was stony. “I did,” he replied coolly. “Do you have a problem with that?”
Blinking, she opened her mouth, then closed it again. Narrowing her eyes, she said, “But I’m a lifestyle reporter. I cover—”
“I’m well aware of what you cover, Gloria. I’ve been your boss for three years—don’t you think I’m familiar with what you write by now?” He sighed. “I know it’s not your usual thing, and is way out of your comfort zone, but don’t you think a change would be nice? A bit of a challenge for you?”
Gulping, she replied, “A ch-challenge? Graeme… did I do something wrong?”
He rolled his eyes. “It’s an article, Gloria, not a bloody punishment. No, you didn’t do anything wrong. Your work is exemplary—always has been, and I’m sure it always will be. But I have one of the sports writers off sick, with no one else available to take his place, and not covering the first round of the British Superbikes is tantamount to blasphemy for our motorsport readers.”
A feeling of dread settled in her stomach, making her nauseous. “Do I… have a choice?”
Graeme raised his eyebrows. “I’m an editor, not a dictator. But come on, Gloria, do me a favour here. Like I said, there’s no one else to take his place—you’re the only one with time in your schedule. If I’m not mistaken, the stuff you’re currently working on isn’t time-sensitive. Sunday’s race, however, is.” He leaned forward and put his elbows on the desk, then flashed her a smile. “We’ll even put you up in a nice hotel, right near to the track. One little article, Gloria. You’ll be saving my life. Please.”
Gloria knew when she was beaten. Graeme wouldn’t force her, she knew that, but it was clearly very important to him. And he’d never asked her to do something like this before—he was generally very laid back, and let her get on with writing pretty much whatever she wanted to. So one article out of her comfort zone—albeit way out of her comfort zone—was the least she could do. “All right,” she said resignedly. “I’ll do it, for you. But you have to give me a full briefing on what exactly you’re looking for. The last thing I want is to end up writing something where I’ve taken completely the wrong angle.
“And,” she added, “where the hell is Donington Park, anyway?”
Graeme’s expression turned despairing. “In the Midlands, Gloria. Near Derby and Nottingham. North of Watford Gap.”
“Bloody hell, that’s miles away! Have I got to drive? I’ll need a pool car.”
“Drive, get the train, hell, you can even fly. The circuit’s next door to a bloody airport. I don’t care, as long as you go, all right?”
She folded her arms. “The train will be fine. Though a first class ticket wouldn’t go amiss.”
Graeme rolled his eyes. “Done.”
“And about the briefing…”
“Of course! I wouldn’t send you in there unprepared. Right, you go and carry on with whatever you were doing while I get all the arrangements sorted. Come and see me when you get here tomorrow morning, and we’ll go through everything you need to know.” She nodded and stood up, then turned to leave. “Oh, and Gloria?” She turned back. “Thank you. I really do appreciate it.”
“You’re welcome, boss. Just don’t make a habit of it, all right?” She winked to show she was joking.
Grinning, he waved a hand at her. “Go on, get out. I’ll see you in the morning.”


Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter and get a free eBook: http://www.subscribepage.com/lfnewsletter




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Wednesday, 6 September 2017

Mid Week Tease - ENVY


Welcome to Mid Week Tease - this week a few from ENVY.


Helen just can't stop obsessing about the cute gay couple in the block next to hers, so when she gets herself invited round to play, she takes her favourite toy.




“So what did you get for your birthday?” Dai asked. 
I should have been mellow and relaxed but I wasn’t. I wanted to perch on the end of my seat, twist my fingers and jump straight to the point. I didn’t, of course. 
But maybe I should. 
I scooted forward and reached for my bag, lifted it onto my lap. Took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. 
“Helen,” Dai said. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, fine.”
“Sure?”
“Yes.” I swallowed a large mouthful of wine and stared out at my dark bedroom window. This was it. It was now or never. I couldn’t go back to living with that tight, twisting jealousy. It would kill me sooner rather than later. I had to have it. I needed it now. I needed to be one of them. Have them see that I had a cock too and I could fuck with it. 
“So what did you get?” Nick asked, tipping his head. “Everything you wanted?”
I passed him my empty wine glass and he set it aside wearing a puzzled expression on his face.
“Sort of,” I said, undoing the clasp on my bag and flipping it open.
“Sort of?” Dai repeated, lowering his eyebrows.
I swear my jugular must have been visible. I could feel it throbbing in my neck. “Well I’m here,” I said.
Dai laughed. “But that wasn’t really what you wanted.”
Frowning slightly, I dug to the base of my bag. “Actually it was.”
I wrapped my fingers around my cool, hard shaft. Gripped it tight. Its texture was reassuring, like holding the hand of a friend at a scary moment. 
Because this was scary. They would either kick me out, laugh, or be up for some steamy fun. I would sell my soul for it to be the latter. 
“Why would you want to come here so badly?” Nick asked. 
“Because, I’ve got this.” I tugged my cock past my purse, a packet of mints, a small make-up bag and out into the open. I had to lift it high, level with my face, to pull the strappy style panties out and free. 
Nick drew in a breath and widened his eyes. 
Dai uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. “Bloody hell. Is that what I think it is?” 



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*previously published in the 7 Deadly Sins Anthology*


Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Our Secret - OUT NOW


OUT TODAY - Book #3 in my REDWOOD SHIFTERS series.

Back Cover Information for OUR SECRET

​Davey is a loner, and that suits him. His own company, whether in his dog body or human form, is his comfort zone. He’s never happier than when roaming his forest territory.

Until one day he finds himself trapped, injured and at the mercy of a huge mountain lion. There’s no way out, he’ll have to face what’s coming, jaws, claws and all.

But the big cat isn’t all he seems, and before Davey knows what’s happening the very real mating instinct has bitten him, hard. But feline and canines are sworn enemies, they can’t be together. Or can they? Will the new lovers ever be able to reveal their secret to the Redwood Pack, or is it just too dangerous? Can their love conquer all?





Sunday, 3 September 2017

Sexy Snippets GOING UP #sexysnippets #menage #erotic


Welcome to SEXY SNIPPETS. This week you're GOING UP in a hot air balloon for a wild menage a trois!



When Faye reveals her fantasies to posh boyfriend, Henry, she doesn't bank on him making them ALL come true!

*previously published in the WANDERLUST anthology*

SNIPPET

Have you two ...?” Felix trailed off before he finished the question. 
From his words, I guessed it was he who was applying the pressure at the center of my pucker. 
“Yes, she loves it,” Henry said forthrightly, and then again kissed the edge of my shoulder. “I love it, with her.” 
“I bet you do.” 
Felix’s finger left that spot, but just for a second, only to return a moment later, cool and slippery. There must have been a stash of lube in the basket. Henry really had thought of everything. 
I kept my gaze fixed on the earth far below us, my ass up and my back arched. Anticipation had my heart beating fast and had given my cleavage an excited sheen. My legs felt a little shaky, like I had too much adrenaline coursing through my system, so I locked my knees and tried to stay focused. 
I stared at a boat on the winding river. Small and white, it left a frothy trail behind it that fanned out into a ‘v’ shape. 
Someone, Henry I thought, spread me so wide that all of my intimacy must have been in full view. I could only imagine the lewd image I presented. My labia puffy and swollen, moisture no doubt glistening in the well of my entrance, and the taut wrinkles of skin around my rosebud asshole now glossy with lube. 



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Saturday, 2 September 2017

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #victorian #spanking #novel


Welcome to Saturday Spankings. Here's a few swift ones from HEAD OF HOUSEHOLD.


Back Cover Information

While visiting the Yorkshire Dales, Elizabeth Moray decides to explore the historic home of Lord Radley Fairbank. She ignores a sign prohibiting entry, but her curiosity turns to shock when she steps through a door within the abandoned estate and is transported back to the Victorian era.

It quickly becomes apparent that in this version of the past, she is the governess for Lord Radley's two young nephews. Seeing no obvious way back home, she decides to make the best of things, but she soon discovers that her employer believes in strict discipline for his staff.

It isn't long before her stubbornness earns her a thorough, humiliating spanking, but in spite of her embarrassment the stern chastisement leaves her intensely aroused. As time passes she finds herself yearning more and more for Lord Radley to take her in his arms and claim her properly, but will he ever see her as anything more than a disobedient servant in need of correction?

Publisher's Note: Head of Household contains spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.



“Your clothes, Elizabeth,” he said, removing his jacket from her shoulders. “Off.”
“Yes... sir.”
A muscle jumped in his cheek as he watched her peel away the soggy material.
When she was naked before him, he scanned to her toes and back up again, and his eyes darkened
Her skin was goose-bumped, the heat of the fire licking over her, and her nipples tight peaks. “What would you have me do now, sir?”
He bent and retrieved her abandoned clothes. Then with agonizing attention to detail he spread them out on a rail surrounding the fire.
After slipping off his wet shoes and placing them next to her clothes, he then pushed his trousers down his legs and kicked them and his socks away. He left his underpants on.
Liz trembled, a mixture of cold, hope, and longing.
Radley turned a large upholstered chair, so it faced the fire. He sat, knees apart, back straight. “Over there, on the dresser, is a hairbrush. Fetch it.”
“Yes, sir.” She was quick to obey, her breasts jiggling as she moved.
His attention on her was a caress as hot as any flame.
She stood in front of him, brush held out. It seemed odd that he wanted to sort out her wet hair. It was clear he was turned on, his erection prodding at his undergarments.
“Over you go,” he said, rubbing his palm over the smooth side of the brush.
“I beg your pardon?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
“Sir?”
“Over my knee.” He nodded at his lap. “Jumping in the lake wasn’t at all appropriate, no matter what point you were trying to make.”