My Favorite Mistake by @WendiZwaduk out now #newrelease #novel #mf #contemp

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Available in February from Totally Bound:

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Saturday Spanking ~ Gifted by @MeganSlayer #Satspanks #IR #shortstory

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I’ve been away so long from the Saturday Spankings, but I’ve been in the midst of reformatting and re-issuing books that needed to come back out. This is one of those books. I love the Club Q. It’s not for the faint of heart. Check it out and enjoy the spanks!!

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Club Rules, #1

by Megan Slayer

Digital List Price: $0.99

ISBN: 9781370590162

Books2Read Universal Link: https://www.books2read.com/u/mgKBRq

Can change lead to the sexiest session of her life?

Nadia’s monthly trips to Master G relax her. She needs the BDSM sessions to escape the stresses of her business career. But playing with Master G means accepting all his requirements, including taking a new Dom. Enter Master S. He’s her wettest dream come to life. Maybe change is the one thing she truly needed and oh, it is so sexy.

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Now for that spanking!!

Nadia wriggled under his ministrations. The frustration of the day washed away from her and she embraced the serenity at his hand. Each strike from the flogger freed her. She groaned and arched her back to accept more from him. The flogger tapped the plug, sending new tingles through her body. She rested her head on the sawhorse and closed her eyes. Her ass burned and her skin sizzled. The sensation of floating washed over her.

She moaned, despite the gag.

Master S added more spankings, making her entire being tingle.  Cream flowed from her cunt and slickened the pad beneath her.

“Beautiful.” The spankings stopped and Master S draped the tails of the flogger over her tender backside in a soft caress. “You’re doing well.” Another swipe of the leather tails over her butt. “But I want more.”

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Saturday Spankings ~ Make Me by @MeganSlayer #satspanks #mfromance

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It’s time for the Saturday Spanking! This one is from a very hot anthology, Challenges. There are seven stories in this anthology and the one I’m featuring is Make Me. Each story has the premise of a challenge issued to one or more of the participants. Spanking, bondage, nipple play and menage are some of the featured themes. Enjoy this snippet of Make Me!

Seven women. Seven Challenges. What each woman gets is beyond her wildest dreams. Features my short story, Make Me.challengesbookpage

Make Me: A crop, some rope, a sweet little plug… just what she wants, and all she had to say was “Make me.”

The 7 short story anthology is available wherever ebooks are sold and at Changeling Press!

Now for that Spank!

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I gritted my teeth, but it didn’t silence the whimper. Each spank jostled the toy, sending new shivers through my body.

Another round of spanks, this time five in a row — starting from the top of my ass to the back of my thigh. I panted and balled my hands. The pain ricocheted through my body and settled as pleasure in my pussy. He speared two fingers into my cunt and smeared my juices all over my ass. The warm come on my heated flesh kicked my need up another notch. He tapped the toy, reminding me it was still there.

I whimpered, unable to stop the sound. Part of me didn’t care.
Zeke spanked me again, but this time with his fingers fucking me. God, I was so stuffed. The pain increased, but so did the pleasure. I loved being pushed to my limits. As much as I tried to hold still, I couldn’t. I writhed on his fingers and worked myself to orgasm.

I don’t know why I thought he wouldn’t notice. He did and stopped. He left me bereft. I fell out of subspace and opened my eyes.

“You liked that too much.” Open-palmed, he spanked me hard. Two swats. Enough to let me know I’d been punished and just right to bring me back to desire I couldn’t suppress.

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Sunday Snog ~ You Own Me by @MeganSlayer #mf #bdsm #sundaysnog

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It’s time for the Sunday Snog. Why not an older story? This one was revived after the original publisher closed. I’m thrilled Loose Id picked it up. I hope you enjoy my kinky shifters as much as I do.

You Own Me  MS_YouOwnMe

Book 2 in the Battle Scarred Series

Loose-Id

Contemporary, Paranormal, Action/Adventure

Vampires, Shifters, Magic, M/F, BDSM, Anal Sex, Spanking

 

When the rest of the world fails, we’ve got each other.

Always.

Creighton Leigh likes to play by his own rules—until he’s tasked with defending the other Supers. Not a problem. He’s called by the Sources, the mystical beings in charge of the universe, to find his mate. There’s only one problem—he’s convinced he’s already got her in his arms.

 Will he be able to embrace the will of the Sources while following his heart?

Vanessa Skye loves her tiger shifter. He’s everything she’s ever wanted in a man and a dominant. But her will and the will of the Sources isn’t the same. They have other ideas for her man.

Sometimes accepting the future means letting go, but she’s not leaving him without a fight.

Available from Loose Id Publishing: http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-2-you-own-me.html or anywhere ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/4EWd7

Now for that snog!!

©2016 Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“I’m worrying about you. It’s my job.” He rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t want to hurt you.” The internal struggle to keep from tossing her onto the bed and taking what he wanted was proving to be damn hard.

“I love it.” Vanessa kissed him, biting his bottom lip. “I want to go the whole route—but not yet. No paddles and absolutely no blindfold.” She stared into his eyes, mesmerizing him for a moment. “You’re thinking of me first and it’s very sexy. Thank you.”

“Good girl. We’ll take things slow.” He liked that she’d admitted her limits. He hadn’t planned on using the blindfold or paddle on her for a while because he refused to remind her of the very bad day.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too.” Time to make her his mate. Creighton scooped her into his arms and stood. He placed her on the bed, spreading her out beneath him. Her hair cascaded in ringlets around her head. He’d never seen a more beautiful woman. He stretched out beside her.

His tiger rumbled in his chest. The animal couldn’t wait for this moment, either. Creighton kissed her, tasting her lips, cheeks, chin and neck. Her pulse thrummed beneath his lips. Every nerve ending prickled. The scent of her perfume—something flowery—wrapped around him and the sound of her breathing echoed in his ears.

He’d go slowly, but taking his time would be hard. Creighton cupped her breast and continued to nip at her throat. Each whimper and sigh turned his senses inside out. He enjoyed pleasing her. Vanessa gripped the hem of her negligee, pulling the silk taut against her breasts.

The garment was in the way. He slipped the other strap down her shoulder. The move bared her right breast to him. Instead of letting him touch her boob, she plucked her nipple.

Seeing her so free with her body and coming alive under his touch turned him on. His cock pressed against his sweatpants. She groaned and pulled on her nipple a little more.

“Keep doing that, V. I love it.” Creighton crawled down the bed and settled between her legs. He eased her thighs apart and grinned at the view. Creamy skin and a thin strip of silk covering her pussy. The red material was already darker from her liquid excitement. He swiped his fingers over the delicate fabric, thrilled by her moist heat. “You’re ready for me? Nice and wet?”

“I am.” She writhed under his appraisal. “Always.”

 

Sunday Snog ~ Molten Steel by @WendiZwaduk #SundaySnog #kindleworld #newrelease

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Time for the Sunday Snog. I’ve been off the last few weeks, so this is a perfect time to come back. This is a snog from my latest release, Molten Steel. If you like what you read, grab a copy and let me know what you think. Enjoy!

Molten Steel by Wendi Zwaduk molten-steel-cover-final3

A Dallas Fire and Rescue Kindle World Story

Contemporary

Novella

M/F, Anal Sex, Toys

Breaking down was never this freeing.

Rory Speedle charms the world and rocks the stage with his band, Disaster Transport. He’s dealt with ex-girlfriends, overzealous fans and letters from a stalker, but nothing has prepared him for his next concert date. When the tour bus catches fire on the outskirts of Dallas, he loses more than just his instruments. His desire to create music is gone and he believes his hope is next. Then he meets Cady Hollister and everything changes. She inspires him and stokes his desire.

Cady knows the handsome rock and roller won’t be in town long. He’s only at her hotel until the band bus is replaced. Still, he makes her feel like a woman again—sexy, desirable and beautiful. He claims he wants her in his life as more than a passing fancy. Can he convince her to five him a try or will his fame keep them from finding the love they both deserve?

Love could be his salvation, if he’s willing to work for the woman he wants.

Available from Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M9ADBB5?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

 Now for that snog!!

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

She had no idea what he looked like in his Kane persona, but she had a feeling he oozed sex appeal. She allowed herself to think about him without his clothes on.

Tall and lanky, but strong. What would the ridges of his chest feel like under her fingers? She sandwiched her hands between her thighs to keep from reaching for him. Did he have tattoos? Would he kiss the back of her neck until she moaned and hold her during thunderstorms? Maybe whisper to her the words to his latest song?

“Cady?” Rory waved his hand in front of her face. “You in there?”

She snapped out of her daydream. “Fuck.”

“Not now, but eventually.” Rory smiled and leaned on the piano top. “What were you thinking about? I doubt you were that into the song.” He glanced over at the dog. “Henri liked it.”

“Huh?” He had her all out of sorts. Being honest now wouldn’t do her any good. “I was listening.”

He scooted across the bench until their knees touched. “You said fuck.” He curled his fingers under her chin. “Such a dirty word from a pretty mouth.”

She wasn’t sure if he’d crossed out of the realm of sexy to skeevy or if this was part of his persona. She shrugged and pulled away from him.

“What?” Rory scrambled to his feet. “What’d I do?”

“Nothing.” She backed up. “I just—I remembered I was needed at the desk.”

“No you weren’t.” He didn’t move. Just stared at her. “What’d I say that upset you?”

She rubbed her hands on her jeans. “The dirty word thing. It sounded pervy.”

“Oh.” He chuckled. “It wasn’t meant to.” He inched over to her. He towered over her and his hair dipped in front of his eyes. “I was trying to kiss you. I’ve never been good at romancing women. A crowd, yeah, but one woman? Nope. May I kiss you?”

“Me?” Her voice cracked. “Don’t you have a girlfriend or something? I’m sure you do. Probably lots of them.” What was she doing? He’d put the moves on her and she was pushing him away—the exact opposite of what she’d wanted.

“Nope.” He curled his fingers under her chin again. “I like you, Cady.” He brushed his nose against hers. “You intrigue me.”

She flattened her hands on her pants to keep from reaching for him. He intrigued her, too. She closed her eyes and although her brain screamed for her to put distance between her and him, she tipped her head to the side. The moment he fluttered his lips over hers, her insides superheated. She couldn’t breathe. He swiped his tongue across the seam of her mouth, then pressed the kiss further.

Oh my God. This is real. She smoothed her palms over his chest and he swallowed her sigh. Damn, the man was all muscle under the bulky sweatshirt. He eased his arms around her and held her flush against him. Being with him was dangerous. If she kept kissing him, her mind would wander and she’d get ideas like keeping things going with him. She knew better than to lower her defenses. He’d leave her. He was in a band and bands toured. This was a stop—maybe a long one—but still a pause. Eventually, he’d walk out of her life. She caught herself. What the hell was she doing? Overthinking. Yeah, he’d leave, but this was only a kiss. Not a declaration of love or even a night of passion.

Rory rested his forehead against hers and rubbed his nose on hers again. “I wish the bus hadn’t caught fire, but I’m glad we got to stop here.” He cupped her jaw in both hands. “I’m glad I met you.”

“Same here.” She closed her eyes and kissed him, this time taking the lead. She’d never know if she’d get her heart broken if she didn’t give Rory a try. He groaned into the kiss. The bulge in his sweat pants rubbed between her legs. The heat from his body overwhelmed her. Oh hell, she could get lost in his eyes and his arms.

Out Now ~ Together in Cedarwood ~ An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller by @MeganSlayer

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By Megan Slayer

Single Father Society, Book 4

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Super Novel

From Loose Id

Bobby Gagnon came back to town in the hopes of starting over. He’s got his kids and his accounting business, but he wants more. One look at the hot guy sharing the running trail with him is enough to stoke Bobby’s fire. He wants to hook up with the sexy runner, but he doesn’t even know the guy’s name. Will the man even want to be with a single father?

Remy Bard never considered himself a kid person or parent material. He’s happy with his job at the Cedarwood Tribune, but it’s not enough. Something’s always been missing in his life. He keeps seeing the same guy at the park—tall, dark, handsome and hot as hell in those running shorts. Although he’s shy, Remy isn’t about to let this guy get away without at least one night together.

These opposites certainly attract, but will their differences be enough to keep them apart or will they find a way to come together in Cedarwood?

 

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!!

 

Available from Loose Id and these fine retailers:

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©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Kind of. It’s nice to see you close up, rather than running past you at full blast.” He brushed his nose along Bobby’s cheek. “I’ve been dying to talk to you since I first saw you.”

“I don’t bite.” Bobby turned Remy around until he faced the fence, then eased behind him. He wrapped both arms around Remy’s waist and rested his chin on Remy’s shoulder. His breath tickled Remy’s ear. “No, I do bite, but only if you want me to.”

Remy groaned. When Bobby spoke, he rubbed the bulge in his jeans along Remy’s ass. The man packed the goods, and Remy wanted to unwrap his present. He threaded his fingers around Bobby’s and ground his butt into Bobby’s groin. Hell, yes, he wanted that dick in his hole tonight.

“You don’t hold back, do you?” Bobby asked. He nipped Remy’s earlobe. “Want me that much?”

“Uh-huh.” He’d rather skip out on the fireworks and make some of their own. “My car’s not too far away.”

“Neither is mine.” He scraped his teeth along the side of Remy’s neck. “You taste as good as you look.”

He paused. He looked good? “Nah.” He knew better. “I’m no one special.”

“Right.” Bobby groaned. “Don’t want to fuck in the car.”

“Me, either.” He managed to turn around in Bobby’s embrace. “My apartment isn’t far away.”

“I’ll follow you.” Bobby let go of Remy long enough to grasp his hand, then made his way across the lot to the cars. “Where am I going?”

“The Deer Crossing apartments. I’m in the strip of apartments facing away from the road.” He stopped at his car. “This is mine.”

“Nice.” Fire lit in Bobby’s eyes. He pinned Remy to the back bumper of the vehicle and mashed his mouth down on Remy’s. When Remy gasped, Bobby swallowed the sound.

Remy draped his arms around Bobby’s neck. Things had moved rather fast, but he didn’t regret a moment. He liked men with the in-charge look like Bobby wore, and he couldn’t wait to get to the apartment. Hell, he couldn’t believe a handsome man like Bobby was even there with him, much less kissing him in public.

Bobby broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Remy’s. “You’re deep in thought. Either I’m a shitty kisser or I’m not keeping your attention.”

“You’re all I’m thinking about,” he confessed. “I’m not sure why you picked me, but I love it.”

“You’re hard on yourself.” Bobby released his grasp on Remy. “You should stop. You’re creasing your brow too much.”

He rubbed the patch of skin between his eyebrows. Sure enough, he’d etched worry lines there. “Sorry.”

“Take me home, handsome.” Bobby swatted Remy’s hip, then started away. “I’m following you.”

“Good deal.” He managed to climb behind the wheel of his car but didn’t turn on the engine right away. He needed another moment to think. Bobby, the man he’d fantasized about, was following him home. Fucking hell yeah. He backed out of the parking spot and headed out of the lot. He glanced in his mirror. Sure enough, Bobby, in a black sedan, was behind him. His hands shook as he drove the eight blocks to his apartment complex. He stopped in his allotted spot, then waited for Bobby to park.

“I looked at these apartments, but there wasn’t one available.” Bobby joined Remy by his car. “Nice, though.” He slipped his hand into Remy’s pocket. “What’s this?” He pulled out the notebook.

“I’m a journalist.” He reached for the notebook but didn’t fight Bobby. “I write for The Cedarwood Tribune. I’m supposed to do a piece on the festival, along with a few softball games and other sports.”

“You’re into sports?” Bobby handed over the notebook.

“Not really, but it meant keeping my job, so I’m sucking it up.”

“I like suck-ups.” Bobby dropped his voice an octave. “Do you?”

“Uh-huh.” He nodded to the path. “I’m up here.” He started away from the lot, but Bobby grabbed his hand.

“I like to walk with my date.” Bobby threw his arm around Remy’s shoulders again. “I’m a touchy kind of guy.”

His date…wowza.

Sunday Snog ~Play to Him by Wendi Zwaduk

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Like kissing scenes? Like ’em to be sweet or hot or a little of both? Then welcome to my corner of the Sunday Snog Blog Hop. 🙂  I love posting these scenes. It’s so much fun. Check out more of the snogs right here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/sunday-snog

This week’s snog comes from Play to Him. I love stories that involve music and this one was no exception. I got to revisit the characters from Savin’ Me and that was fun, too. This was a great world to visit.

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From the Bound to the Billionaire Anthology

Totally Bound

Contemporary, BDSM, M/F, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, Bondage

Short Story

The key to her freedom is accepting his bonds.

 Rhiannon Dubois set out to find her own path in life—with her music, her career and what she wants in the bedroom. No more giving in to get what she wants. She’s making her own rules.

Except with the billionaire playboy she can’t get out of her mind.

Sebastian Chastain knows Rhiannon better than she knows herself. Despite her best efforts to hide her need for submission behind her independent streak, she blossoms when she relinquishes control. He’s got the tools to jumpstart her career and he’s not stopping until she regains her spot in the limelight.

She puts herself in his masterful hands, but can he also convince her to offer her heart?

Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/play-to-him?author_id=125

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ASNL6PM/

AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-playtohim-1031637-147.html

And now for that snog!!!

Rhiannon spread her feet apart. “Take me, Sir.”

“Not yet.” He swatted her bottom again, this time a little harder than the first. “Can’t give in to you too soon.” Sebastian led her to the far side of the room where he kept the bed. He clicked the button to release her cuffs, then moved her hands over her head. “Grab the post.” When she did as told, he folded his arms. “Hmm. How do I want you?”

So many possibilities. He propped her foot on the footboard. “Stay.” The position left her open to his perusal. “I like these.” He squeezed the elastic of the thong. “But it’s in the way.” In one yank, he tore the fabric. “Better.”

Sebastian dropped to his knees. He kissed along her inner thigh, stopping just before her pussy. “Do you want me here?” He blew cool air over her clit. “Right here?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” She trembled. “Please, Sir.”

Sweet music to his ears, her begging. He opened her cunt to his inspection and licked the tight bundle of nerves at the apex of her pussy. Her juices slicked her inner thigh. Sebastian lapped at her, savouring the taste of her excitement and submission.

“Sir.” She panted and rocked her hips. “Close, Sir.”

“No.” As quickly as he started licking her, he stopped and stood. He moved her arms to her sides. “On the bed.”

Rhiannon stretched out on the mattress, opening her legs to him. She planted her feet on the bed and her hands above her head.

“Good, Kitten.” He pressed the button to magnetise the cuffs, then tossed the remote beside her. “I have one more thing for you.” Well, two, but he’d save the other for a little later. Sebastian retrieved the anal plug from the bureau. “Remember this?”

She nodded.

“It’s not going in your ass. Not this time.” He held the polished glass in front of her. “Lick and get it nice and wet. It’s clean. I won’t put you in danger.”

Rhiannon opened her mouth and greedily sucked on the toy, coating it in her saliva. He kept eye contact with her and eased the plug into her pussy.

Her eyelids fluttered and she puffed out a breath as he seated the toy deep in her body. He tugged the chain between her breasts twice. “Like that?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” She tipped her head back. “So good.”

“Then this,” he withdrew a bottle of lube from the bedside table, “will make it the best.” He rested the bottle on her stomach, then opened the fly of his jeans. Sebastian yanked his shirt up over his head and aimed the garment towards the floor. He stepped out of his pants and stroked himself. “Who do you belong to?”

“You, Sir.” No hesitation. “Always you.