Sweet and Wild by @meganslayer @changelingpress #contemporary #pnr #erotic #romance #changelingpress

Sweet and Wild by Megan Slayer

Glow Book 7

M/F, light BDSM, toys

Novella

From Changeling Press

Finding his counterpart is the easy part. Making things permanent — now there’s a tricky situation.

Sarah never planned to fall in love with a wolf — things just happened that way. He’s back, but is she ready to hand over her heart? Or will she make him work for what he wants?

Callum knew the moment he met Sarah she was the woman for him. But life took him away from her. He’s willing to do whatever she asks if it means having her in his arms.

Will they find the love they both deserve or will forces beyond their control shatter their sweet and wild dreams before they even get started?

Available:

Changeling press:  http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2067

amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DYG7O6K/

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sweet-and-wild-megan-slayer/1116055520?ean=2940148491965

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/38Dvnd

EXCERPT:

Callum folded his arms, then stared out the window. The Cleveland skyline glittered below them, and gulls swirled on the breeze. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. He’d been away for too long. Everything looked normal and completely different at the same time. Of all the things he missed, he wanted to see Sarah again. Everything about her had imprinted itself on his brain. He could almost smell the fresh scent of her shampoo and the silk of her skin. His wolf growled and paced. Memories of her weren’t enough.

She made his heart beat and his wolf calm, but the damned job had kept him away from her. He hadn’t talked to her in so long, but he highly doubted she’d waited for him. A beautiful woman like her probably had men calling her every night. All he could do now was hope she’d still talk to him.

“Hey.” Ansen’s footsteps thumped on the plush carpet behind him. “I’m glad to see you’re back in time.”

Callum turned around and unfolded his arms, then shook hands with his best friend and cousin. “I’m glad to be back.” Out of habit, he sniffed the air. He knew his cousin like the back of his hand, but he couldn’t suppress the instinctual need to check his surroundings. His wolf settled.

“Looks like you picked up some great demos while you were away.” Ansen slid his finger over the tablet, then sat down on his leather armchair. “Proud of you.”

“Thanks,” Callum mumbled.

“Can’t wait to meet the bands.” Ansen scooted the tablet away from him on his desk, then leaned back in his seat. “Are you okay? You look like you could rip out my throat.”

“No, I’m — I need to talk to you.” He sank down in the leather chair across from the desk. “Things are complicated.”

“You met another wolf and are afraid she won’t fit into the pack? There’s only the four of us, now that Krieg showed up.”

“No.” He frowned. “I meant with Sarah. How did you know Willow was your counterpart?”

“The first time we made love I knew. Instincts.”

“Really?”

“Really. Sarah’s still angry you walked away from her. Trust me — Willow lets me know all the time.” Ansen sighed and laced his fingers together. “Why? Do you think she’s yours?”

“I tried to call her. Many times.” A dull ache started at the base of Callum’s skull. Sarah managed to stay on his mind, no matter how many times he tried to forget her.

“And?” Ansen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk.

“The calls never went through. It’s stupid. We — I can’t get her out of my system, and yet I can’t get in touch with her. I think she’s mine. She’s sweet and wild and everything I want.”

“Yeah, don’t give me any more details. I love her like a sister, and I don’t need to know what you two did.”

“Har.” If anyone could be droll, Ansen was the man. Callum rolled his eyes. “There isn’t much to tell. I want her, I left her. She’s angry with me and rightly so. If I had any brains, I’d leave her the hell alone so she could move on with her life.”

“Go to her house.”

Drizzle Me in Chocolate by @WendiZwaduk #chocolate #romance #erotic #foodplay

Drizzle Me In Chocolate

Wendi Zwaduk

In the Smut for Chocoholics Anthology

Erotic contemporary romance

Short Story

M/F, Food Play

Chocolate might not last forever, but love does.

Elysa agreed to model chocolate, but she never imagined she’d be faced with her past. Simon Dumont—playboy, millionaire and her one weakness. Can she get through the shoot with her pride intact, or is he worth losing her heart all over again?

Simon knew damn well who he wanted for those pictures. Only one woman could embody the sensuality needed to sell his exotic chocolates and chocolate inspired sex toys—Elysa Green. He’s not about to be denied a second time. Can the Casanova of Chocolates prove he’s the one man to make her happy or will their smouldering passion consume them before love strikes a second time?

Available here:

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BQ2IUKS/

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/smut-for-chocoholics-victoria-blisse/1115122735?ean=9781782347552

Apple: https://books.apple.com/us/book/smut-for-chocoholics/id618055237?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/smut-for-chocoholics

EXCERPT:

Simon stood and whisked her off the chaise lounge. She’d walked out of his life before and without much explanation. Part of him wanted her to rebuke him, but the rest of him craved her. Elysa Green affected him much like the chocolate—one taste wasn’t enough.

“Finish the shoot, then we can play.” He placed the square of chocolate on her tongue. “We’ve got all night.”

Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned again. She chewed in deliberate motions, licking her lips. Her cheeks infused with a beautiful shade of pink.

“Don’t know if I can wait that long.”

“You will.” He wrapped one arm around her. “Remember our games?”

“How could I forget?” Her blush deepened.

“The other half of the shoot involves the games we played and showcasing the more decadent, sexual side of my chocolate business. I’m just watching—you’re modelling the items.” He rubbed his cock between her thighs, reminding her how much he wanted her. “All of them.”

Elysa opened her mouth, but instead of saying anything she rose up on her toes and kissed him. The connection seared him to the core. A touch of the chocolate remained on her lips. He curled his other arm around her waist and smoothed his left hand up to the base of her neck. Elysa moaned and writhed against his chest. Yes, this was what he missed. She came alive in his embrace and pushed him to want more from her. He threaded his fingers into her hair and tugged, breaking the kiss and exposing her neck to his appraisal.

“Whatever you want from me, I’m yours,” she murmured. Her skirt shifted high on her hips, exposing her ass and the tiny thong she wore.

“Fuck.” Simon walked her backwards to the chaise and eased her onto the butter soft leather surface. Her hair fanned out around her face like a caramel wave and she puckered her kiss swollen lips. He didn’t bother to move the skirt, but rather shifted the panties aside. Her scent, flowery perfume and musk drifted up to him. His mouth watered.

“Take me, Simon.”  She opened her legs and dragged two fingers down her pussy lips. Her juices glittered in the harsh lighting.

He shouldn’t want her. Shouldn’t fuck her in the middle of a photo shoot, but holy shit. He’d been refused for too long.

Behind him a door opened and closed. “I somehow figured I’d find you in this position.”

Simon knew that voice. Paolo. Elysa’s eyes widened and she pushed her clothes back into place. Simon glanced over his shoulder, then scooted in front of her to hide what was left of her modesty. “Paolo.”

“Thanks for coming on a short notice. We were waiting on you.” The one photographer Simon trusted to created the perfect images of Elysa nude and drizzled in chocolate—Paolo. The other photographer might have worked, but he wanted the guaranteed best.

“And in heat.” Paolo dropped his shoulder bag onto the desk. “And Simon, you know I’ve done it all. Nothing shocks me, honey, I’ve seen it all. Now who is getting naked and what naughty chocolates are we photographing for the catalogue?”

Crossing the Line by @meganslayer #football #gay #gayromance #lightbdsm #erotic #LGBTQ #meganslayer

Crossing the Line by Megan Slayer CROSSING

MM Contemporary football romance

LGBT, BDSM, Anal Sex, Bondage, Spanking, Toys

Pride Publishing

Opposites can attract and sometimes come together with explosive results.

Ryan Malone punts for the Dragons and likes his life as an art restorer. Love isn’t in his game plan—unless Paul Toth is involved. They’ve known each other forever but have never taken the next step. Ryan’s not sure if Paul can accept his kinky needs. All it takes is one chance to see if sparks will fly.

Paul’s ready and willing to snag the sexy punter. He doesn’t care what team Ryan plays for as long as he’s got Ryan at night. But Ryan’s holding something back. Can Paul unlock whatever he’s hiding before their burgeoning affair gets struck down by penalties?

Reader Advisory: This story has been previously released as part of the Out of Bounds anthology by Total-E-Bound

Available at:

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/4DArYg

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00EVYDNPU?tag=

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/crossing-the-line-megan-slayer/1116804351?ean=9781781844311

iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/crossing-the-line/id885498239?mt=11&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/crossing-the-line-56

Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=ODhQBgAAQBAJ

EXCERPT:

The hot water sluiced over Ryan’s body and took away the sting from overexerting his muscles. Eight kicks in one game wasn’t his usual. But with Jason Eckles, the normal punter, out with a broken toe, Ryan had picked Jason’s punts in addition to his usual point after kicks. Thankfully the Dragons had won. He had something to be happy about. They had creamed the Griffins, beating them by more than twenty points.

He turned off the spray then shook the water out of his hair. His thoughts wandered to Paul. Every time he had looked over at the Griffins’ bench, Paul had sat staring in his direction. Ryan covered himself with a towel then palmed his crotch. The nice thing about being the last one in the showers was that the rest of the team had vacated the locker rooms by the time he finished. The alone time enabled him to settle down and plot out what he wanted to do for the next game.

Footsteps slapped on the concrete and the sound grew closer. Ryan poked his head out of the shower room. His breath hitched and his grip on the towel loosened. Paul Toth in the flesh…in the opposing team’s locker room.

Paul tossed his bag on the floor. His eyes blazed with anger and frustration. “There you are.”

“Here I am,” Ryan replied. He retied the towel and hoped his erection wasn’t obvious. Then again, what did he care? “You’re in foreign territory.”

“I get by.” Paul levelled his muscle-corded shoulders. “You never answered my question.”

Ryan’s heartbeat hiked up and blood surged through his veins. He’d fucked things up before by succumbing to his shyness. No more letting the past get in the way of his future. Besides, talking with Paul wasn’t going to lead anywhere, was it? But if it did, Ryan would take every advantage.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t.” Ryan stepped toe to toe with Paul. He kind of liked craving a man who stood a couple of inches taller than he did. “I don’t have anything against you. You’re a very sexy guy.” He measured his words. “Caught me off guard when you remembered my name at the school. We don’t talk much, you being on the opposing team and all. I’m glad you came in here.”

“Oh.” Paul’s lips parted and his gaze softened. He wobbled a bit on his feet. “Thought maybe we could go for coffee.”

“That’s a possibility.” The heat from Paul’s body radiated over Ryan. He breathed in the scent of Paul, sweat and deodorant…and something pine. If Ryan bounced on his toes, he’d be able to kiss Paul.

Paul’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Um…”

“Are you going to kiss me or just stand there?” Ryan assumed his role as the dominant. He didn’t give Paul time to answer and captured his mouth in a kiss. Paul softened and gripped Ryan’s arms. His tongue tangled with Ryan’s and his cock pushed against the tent in Ryan’s towel. Ryan swallowed Paul’s groan, then broke the connection.

Pink tinged Paul’s cheeks and his eyelids drooped. “Whoa.”

“I’ve got you down to one-syllable words. Nice.” Ryan sidestepped Paul and opened his locker. “Guess that also answers your question.” He yanked his shirt down past his head then hiked his boxer shorts past his hips.

“Can we go somewhere and talk?”

Sweet and Wild by @MeganSlayer #PNR #paranormal #romance #contemporary

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Glow Book 7

Megan Slayer

M/F, light BDSM, toys

Novella

From Changeling Press

Finding his counterpart is the easy part. Making things permanent — now there’s a tricky situation.

Sarah never planned to fall in love with a wolf — things just happened that way. He’s back, but is she ready to hand over her heart? Or will she make him work for what he wants?

Callum knew the moment he met Sarah she was the woman for him. But life took him away from her. He’s willing to do whatever she asks if it means having her in his arms.

Will they find the love they both deserve or will forces beyond their control shatter their sweet and wild dreams before they even get started?

 

Available:

Changeling press:  http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2067

amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DYG7O6K/

BN: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/sweet-and-wild-megan-slayer/1116055520?ean=2940148491965

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/38Dvnd

EXCERPT:

 

Callum folded his arms, then stared out the window. The Cleveland skyline glittered below them, and gulls swirled on the breeze. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. He’d been away for too long. Everything looked normal and completely different at the same time. Of all the things he missed, he wanted to see Sarah again. Everything about her had imprinted itself on his brain. He could almost smell the fresh scent of her shampoo and the silk of her skin. His wolf growled and paced. Memories of her weren’t enough.

She made his heart beat and his wolf calm, but the damned job had kept him away from her. He hadn’t talked to her in so long, but he highly doubted she’d waited for him. A beautiful woman like her probably had men calling her every night. All he could do now was hope she’d still talk to him.

“Hey.” Ansen’s footsteps thumped on the plush carpet behind him. “I’m glad to see you’re back in time.”

Callum turned around and unfolded his arms, then shook hands with his best friend and cousin. “I’m glad to be back.” Out of habit, he sniffed the air. He knew his cousin like the back of his hand, but he couldn’t suppress the instinctual need to check his surroundings. His wolf settled.

“Looks like you picked up some great demos while you were away.” Ansen slid his finger over the tablet, then sat down on his leather armchair. “Proud of you.”

“Thanks,” Callum mumbled.

“Can’t wait to meet the bands.” Ansen scooted the tablet away from him on his desk, then leaned back in his seat. “Are you okay? You look like you could rip out my throat.”

“No, I’m — I need to talk to you.” He sank down in the leather chair across from the desk. “Things are complicated.”

“You met another wolf and are afraid she won’t fit into the pack? There’s only the four of us, now that Krieg showed up.”

“No.” He frowned. “I meant with Sarah. How did you know Willow was your counterpart?”

“The first time we made love I knew. Instincts.”

“Really?”

“Really. Sarah’s still angry you walked away from her. Trust me — Willow lets me know all the time.” Ansen sighed and laced his fingers together. “Why? Do you think she’s yours?”

“I tried to call her. Many times.” A dull ache started at the base of Callum’s skull. Sarah managed to stay on his mind, no matter how many times he tried to forget her.

“And?” Ansen leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk.

“The calls never went through. It’s stupid. We — I can’t get her out of my system, and yet I can’t get in touch with her. I think she’s mine. She’s sweet and wild and everything I want.”

“Yeah, don’t give me any more details. I love her like a sister, and I don’t need to know what you two did.”

“Har.” If anyone could be droll, Ansen was the man. Callum rolled his eyes. “There isn’t much to tell. I want her, I left her. She’s angry with me and rightly so. If I had any brains, I’d leave her the hell alone so she could move on with her life.”

“Go to her house.”

Cover Reveal Wednesday ~ Must Be Doing Something Right by @WendiZwaduk #mf #erom #lightbdsm #voyeurism

Introducing the brand new cover for Must Be Doing Something Right!!

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Must Be Doing Something Right

Wendi Zwaduk

M/F, Voyeurism, Mild BDSM, Bondage and Anal sex

Totally Bound

Short Story

If she can open her heart, she’ll find he’s her naughtiest dream come true. Being mischievous with him is exactly what she needs.

Nate Waterford knows exactly who he wants in his bed and his heart, but he’s on guard. When women find out his profession, they see dollar signs. He’s been hurt by gold diggers and he’s not about to fall in love – until he sees Courteney. She’s his fantasy come to life and once he gets her in his arms, he’ll be damned before he considers letting her go. Unless she tells him to go to hell first…

Despite her success as a fledgling romance author, Courteney Bennett’s had her share of bad relationships. She’s attracted to her best guy friend, Nate, and she’s not ready to throw a friendship away for one night of passion – even if his idea of desire puts the hottest scenes in her erotica stories to shame.

Is her heart a fair price to pay for an evening to remember or will it be the biggest mistake of her life?

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Divisionals Week

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Did you see the ending to the Cowboys/Packers game? Holy cow! Or should I say, holy last second really freaking long field goal, Batman!

The quotes practically wrote themselves, too. Good grief, the announcers were on fire.

Let me show you some of those funnies.

There are Honorable Mentions from last week–like always–so…here we go…

“Showed he was coming and failed to get picked up.”

Maybe they didn’t want the mess? Or they thought he was taken?

“He toned up well.”

After being rejected, he did some work. He’s feeling much happier now.

Okay, time for the Quotes of the Week. These are a real rip. Always!

“A little loose with the ball.”

That’s how they like it.

 “They’re playing soft.” 

Gotta work up to the hard stuff. Can’t start hard all of the time.

“He brings speed to the tight end position.”

In this case, he wanted fast. Next time he’ll want slow.

“Might find a crease and make a little pick-up.”

He does like those super tight ends.

“He keeps it up.”

Because he found a nice crease to pick up.

And now for the Doozy of the Week. Oh my…

This one is all kinds of wrong. Just all kinds.

“He’s got weapons all around.”

Of course he does…he’s running the toy shop. He can  have whatever weapon he wants.

Special Mention!!

I’m going to start this next year if Joe Buck continues to commentate.

The Joe Buck Boner.

Every week, Joe Buck picks a player that is his favorite. He might say he’s equal opportunity, but come on. He really likes his favorites.

This week the Joe Buck Boner goes to Aaron Rodgers. We heard more about his tight end, nice arm and great ability than any other player. Thank you, Joe Buck.

Thanks for reading and please check out the other posts from the rest of the week.

Enjoy!

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Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0

Cover Reveal ~ My Favorite Mistake by @WendiZwaduk ~ #contemporary #romance #erom #mf #novel

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The cover faery loved me. Loved! This one is another by Posh Gosh and it’s fantastic. I love it. Check out the art for My Favorite Mistake, coming up for pre-order November 29th and general release in January, 2017.

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She’s always known who she wanted. Now she needs to find the strength to make him see they’re more than a mistake.

Molly Neff creates promotional art for companies with confidence and her work partner is sex on legs. Austin Dean is sexy, smart and everything she’s wanted in a man. They’ve slept together a couple of times, but things haven’t worked out between them. When another woman enters the picture, can Molly convince Austin they belong together or will the relationship end up scrapped for a better idea?

As much as he likes working with Molly, Austin wants more out of life than creating advertising campaigns for others. He wants to be the star. Molly has always been his good luck token—with her brains and charm, she helps him make his dream come true. But his starring role comes with complications. He’s always sort of known he loved Molly, but another woman wants his attention. Will he choose Molly and a simple life with her or the bright lights of fame?

Look for the book right here at Totally Bound Publishing!

You Complete Me ~ Book 4 in the Battle Scars Series ~ Out Now!

YOU COMPLETE ME by Wendi Zwaduk  YouCompleteMe-LG

I’ve got your back, if you’re willing to trust your enemy.

Hagan Dean thought he was helping his friend. He was playing the role of savior…except he ended up left for dead in the sunshine. Vampires and sunshine don’t mix. Even worse? A Hunter—one of the sexiest women he’s laid eyes on—is ready to kill him. He’s got a lot to survive for and the odds are stacked against him, but he’s a fighter. Will the Hunter let him live another night? Or is this vampire destined to fry into a pile of soot?

Emily Cross is a born Hunter. Her life’s work is to keep the balance between the Supers and the Supers who have stepped out of line. She’s never been keen on the Rogues taking over the Hunters. She doesn’t want to kill all the Supers…she is one! When she finds a nearly charred vampire in the woods during one of the hunts, her thoughts turn from killing to keeping him alive.

Will these two opposites come together to find common ground in order to help end the war? Or will the passion crackling between them tear their worlds apart?

Release: January 20, 2015
Category: Fiction > Romance > Erotic > Paranormal (vampire, werewolf)
Series: Battle Scars, Book 4
Heat Level: Erotic Romance/Erotica
ISBN: 978-1-62237-351-2

Ebook Price: $2.99
Digital Download: EPUB, MOBI, LIT, PDF

More from Wendi Zwaduk

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EXCERPT:

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2015, All Rights Reserved

He was dead. Had to be. Hagan stared into the darkness surrounding him. He’d been out in the sunshine for too long—nasty business for a vampire. Sunlight ensured death. He shouldn’t have been in the daylight at all. He should’ve stayed in the cave…but he had to keep Ava alive. If she didn’t make it, then no one would know the true extent of what Maslow had done. Someone had to change the tide of the war.

He wondered if she’d made it out. He hadn’t seen her when he went back to the cave. He’d damn near burned to a crisp in the sun. His hands and arms were practically black and peeling. So much for trying to help. But when had he crawled back into the cave? The last he knew, he was still outside in the sunshine.

Hagan groaned. So this is what death felt like…a charred steak left in blackness. It wasn’t as if he was going to head to heaven. Nope. Vampires weren’t on par with angels. He’d be lucky if he received passage to hell. At least there, he’d see his other vampire friends. He hadn’t done a thing to earn him an audience with the Sources.

“Do you know where you are?” a thin male voice asked.

He froze, although he wasn’t sure if movement was possible in the vast vacuum of darkness.

“I’m lost and confused,” he confessed. “Where am I?”

“You’ve been found. Sit,” the male said.

Hagan still wasn’t sure who was talking or where to sit. He glanced around at nothingness. As he looked, the darkness faded and he noticed an outcropping of rocks. The stones arranged almost like a chair. Huh. He’d seen rocks like that before, but only one place and it was while he’d passed through… He’d heard about stones and darkness where the Sources held court, but surely, they weren’t talking to him. Was he in the presence of the oldest beings in the world? The Sources?

“Yes, Vampire. You are where you believe yourself to be.” A light appeared, illuminating a figure clad in a crimson robe. Dust swirled in the light, obscuring the individual’s face.

“Sir.” Hagan dropped to his knees and bowed his head. He was really in the cave of the Sources. No freaking way. The Sources only called the most important Supers into their presence. He wasn’t important.
“Speak the words on your mind,” the male Source said.

“I don’t know why I’m here.” Hagan didn’t look up. “I should be dead. I was in the sunshine. Did I save Ava? Is she my mate? What’s going on with the war?” Good Goddess, he had a lot of word vomit in his head.

“Ah. The vampire of many questions.”

“Will you tell me?” He had no right to be so demanding, but they had told him to speak.

“You’ve been summoned.”

“And saved? Or am I dying?”

“Your journey is not at the end.”

The Source talked in so many stupid riddles. Hagan bit back a growl. “Then what am I to do?”

“Continue on.”

“How?” he blurted. He didn’t even know where he was going or how he was supposed to get there.

“Trust your heart and your calling. The war is still not won and can be lost on good intentions.”

His calling? Lost on good intentions? Why in the name of the Goddess did they have to be so cryptic? “I’m confused.” He couldn’t see much more than the Source’s robe. They could reveal themselves to him. It wasn’t as if he’d live to tell anyone about what he’d seen. He hated not knowing what was going on or seeing the face of the person talking to him.

“As expected, you are confused. Your journey is long and hard. You will return to the Earth. Find your mate and continue on your way. Trust.” The being snapped his fingers. “Go.”

The Source would have to sound like a mystical sci-fi character from the movies—all enigmatic and bizarre.