Saturday, June 24, 2017


Half In Love

He was pulled from his musing by the small hand on his shoulder. Her scent rolled off her body, tainted with fear as she lightly squeezed his arm. His restraint snapped. It was too much. The house, the days gone, the fear of rouge status. He spun, pinning her to the wall with the full length of his body. A slight huff escaped her lips before she clamped her eyes and lips shut. Her body relaxed against his body, and she offered her throat to him. Nick knew that he needed to let her go, but something deeply imbedded in his psyche pulled him to the cradle of her thighs. The submissive gestures only inflamed his need to take her and mark her as his. Her warmth and arousal called to the baser side of his vampire-self. He groaned from a deep, dark place inside and thrust his hips against hers in a slow, sensual grind, mimicking all the things he wanted to do to her. His cock rode against her softer body like heated steel. The need to push himself into her wet core made his balls ache. He wanted them to be naked, sharing the slick slide of sweat as he entered her.
Burying his nose in her neck helped soothe the raging need. Her scent calmed him like nothing else ever had. Blood pounded through her body in a beautiful rhythm, making his gums itch with the need to extend his teeth and sip of her nectar. Instead, he placed a light kiss on her throat and nipped her collarbone before trailing his tongue to her ear. She moaned and arched slightly against his chest. That was all the invitation he needed. The rage still pounded through his veins, fuzzing his thoughts and allowing his primal self to emerge with a roar. He would take her and make her see that they were meant to be together.

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Willie couldn’t stop her body from responding. Every cell cried out with greed for his touch. His scent enveloped her mind in a hot, sexual stupor. With the slight pain from the nibble on her collarbone, her body took over. She reacted with instinctual need. No more thought. No more worrying about claiming her mate. She needed to feel his body against hers. Needed to feel his shaft sliding through her folds and pumping into her, spilling his seed deep inside her body. A hot rush of want flowed through her body, making her gasp and squirm in his arms. The already soaked panties she wore were drenched with new arousal. She wrapped her legs around his waist, welcoming him further into the cradle of her body. She rocked against him, grinding her pussy against his cock trying to get the sensation she craved. She could feel the tightening of her clit with each pulse of their pelvises. His hands moved over her sides, sliding under her shirt, sending passion threading through her body. She flexed her back, trying to coax his wandering hands to her aching breasts. They wanted his hands on them, plucking and kneading her flesh. With a satisfied sigh, she threw her head back as his fingers finally encircled her engorged nipple, pinching and twisting. The slight pain ramped up her passion. She groaned when his fingers left her breasts, only to be replaced by his mouth. Hot licks of desire flicked across her nipples as he suckled. Each pull of his mouth made her climb closer to a release.
Her hands threaded through his hair pulling his mouth to hers. She licked along his lips until he opened his lips, inviting her inside the warm depths of his mouth. Their tongues twined together and slid along each other. One of his hands caressed her back and pulled her closer. The other traveled over her ass and pushed the seam of her jeans against her slit, adding more pressure and friction to their grinding. She moaned her need into his mouth. Her orgasm was so close, and they hadn’t even gotten skin to skin yet. She ground against him faster, harder, trying to get to the top of the climax climb. She wanted to fall over the edge, feel the release of the tension and lust crawling over her skin.
She pulled her lips from his with a groan and slid her lips down his neck, laving the skin with wet kisses and licks. Instinct had her flexing her jaw muscles, enticing her canines to descend. She nipped the muscle at the base of his neck and reveled in the dark growl that vibrated against her chest in response.
A niggling thought crept through the heat of the moment. As her cougar pushed at her mind and wanted to taste his blood with wanton bloodlust a flash of reality flickered through her mind. Oh, God. She couldn’t bite him without claiming him. She whipped her head back and slammed it against the wall, hoping the pain would bring some sort of semblance of control back to her. A tremor of fear skated down her spine.
“Please don’t let me bite you.” Her whispered plea jerked both of them from the passionate fever igniting their bodies.
Nick reared back like she touched him with a lit match. His eyes glowed an unearthly red, irises still flooded with blood. Passion pinched his beautiful face, but control slowly bled into his features. Their breathing, harsh and shallow, echoed through the cavernous room. Panic and regret crossed his face before he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers.

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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

#WIPWednesday ~ Fearless Love #coyotebluffseries #amwriting #eroticrom

Antonio Clyburn ~ Model... Kruse Images and Photography

Fearless Love ~ Jason and Libby's story

Snippet~ Chapter 7:

Sliding off Jason’s lap was embarrassing and sensual all at the same time. He was definitely hard under her rear and she felt every inch of him as she shimmied off his legs. A blush scorched her cheeks but even that couldn’t put a dent in her happiness. Nope. He wanted her, she wanted him, he felt enough for her to make her take comfort from him, and he was a nice guy. A really sexy nice guy.
Libby tried not to giggle as she watched from the corner of her eye a very uncomfortable Jason move his package around in his jeans. Poor guy. Hope I didn’t put a kink in his pipes.
“What’s so funny over there?”
She had been so lost in her thoughts she hadn’t even noticed they were driving again. His teasing tone pulled her from her musings. “Nothing’s funny, just feeling happy.”
Jason’s hand slowly moved across the seat, palm up. She waited to see what he was doing, but he didn’t move once his hand was resting as close to her thigh as his outstretched arm would let him get. Was this just how he rode? It couldn’t be comfortable. While staring his fingers wiggled a little and it made her jump.
“Hold my hand, Libby.” He laughed. “You reacted like my hands gonna bite ya.”
She fought the urge to smack herself in the forehead. Chalking it up to years without even the thought of romance she blushed hard again, but entwined her fingers with his. She scooted closer to him so the position didn’t feel awkward. Warmth seeped through her skin and the soft slide of his thumb over hers melted her insides a little.
His skin looked like burnt mahogany under her vampire-pale hand. She hadn’t really thought about how they’d look together. Giving into those types of thoughts had been off limits until, well, an hour ago. She loved the way he looked, handsome, built, beautiful. But seeing his skin next to hers stirred sensual thoughts. The contrasts of his darkness against her cream-colored body would be sinfully gorgeous. She wanted to take photos of him naked, with flowing burgundy and cream sheets. Wonder if his cock is darker or lighter than his chest?
Libby’s other hand was covering her mouth as if she’d actually uttered that question, head pooling so fast in her cheeks she felt faint. She wanted to fan her face but knew he’d ask her about the color. But then, something far more mortifying came to her attention. She was turned on. Enough that she could smell her own arousal. Holy shit buckets.

Glancing at Jason told her everything she needed to know. Her nose wasn’t messed up, and he could smell it to. And by the flaring of his nose and the deep breaths he sucked into his chest he liked the scent.

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Wednesday, June 14, 2017

#WIPWednesday ~ Fearless Love Coyote Bluff Series #eroticromance #paranormalrom

Antonio Clyburn ~ Model... Kruse Images and Photography

Fearless Love ~ Jason and Libby's story

Snippet~ Chapter 2:

Fucking assholes. All of them.
Jason swung the sledgehammer with enough force to easily split the log he was working on and embed the maul head eight inches into the piece of wood under it. He growled at himself, the fucking tools, the fact he was outside doing manual labor at all, and at Fate for her stupid meddling ways. He’d been comfortable in his pack. They were building, strengthening, becoming a tightknit family. But then it all went to shit and now he was what? Playing second fiddle to a coyote who was a great leader. The other man was awesome, admirable even, and completely loved by his multi-species pack.
If all of that wasn’t enough Jason hadn’t even been the one to dispatch the traitors who’d chased him from his rightful pack. No, it’d been a bobcat for cripe’s sake. A cat. She’d torn them to shreds and nearly lost her life protecting her mate from Amanda and her fucking brothers.
Another log was obliterated as he contemplated the shitty turn his life had taken. Sweat trickled down the middle of his back and he growled again.
“You know the wood never did anything to you.”
Jason whirled around, hammer ready and raised as a weapon even as his other hand shifted enough to allow four inch long claws descend from his fingertips.
“Damn, you’re jumpy.” Zeke Marrow, town goof and damn good mechanic, stood with both hands raised. “I come in peace. Live long and prosper and all that shit.”
Jason stood straighter and dropped the tool onto the ground, pulling his shift back and feeling a tad bad for nearly jumping the man. He apologized, “Fucker.”
“Yeah, yeah. Love you too.” Zeke strolled over and patted Jason’s shoulder. “Offer me a beer and we’re even.”
They’d never be even, not with the still visible scars on Zeke’s neck and face from the near-death experience Amanda and her brother’s had dealt to the coyote. Jason would never be even with the male. Ever.
“Oh, buck up, buttercup. Trust me at some point you’ll be able to save my ass from something and then we will be even.” The other man laughed. “You have a really open face when you’re internally moping. Beer me, man. I’m parched.”
Jason shook his head but couldn’t stop the smile from banishing the scowl he was trying to maintain. “You’re an ass. Probably why I like you. Come on in.”
They headed into the small cabin Jason was renting and as instructed he grabbed a couple of beers from the ancient refrigerator, shaking his head at the meager contents of the behemoth. Beer, mustard, two mayo packets and a bag of lettuce. Damn, I need to get some food in this place.
“So. What’s up your ass and has your beastie growling at the poor logs outside?”
Jason handed an opened bottle to Zeke and sat at the only other chair in the room. He needed to get some furniture too. One recliner and a kitchen chair wasn’t enough. Why it hadn’t struck him as important before wasn’t something he wanted to look at.
Zeke motioned for him to continue. Jason sighed. “I was feeling bad for myself because of all the crap that’s happened in the last few weeks.”
“There you go. Get in touch with the feelings big guy. You’re surrounded by a bunch of meddling females now, might as well get used to feeling and being in touch with your emasculating side.”
Jason laughed and took a swig of his beer. He knew all about women and had been quite the womanizer back in the day. Hell, he’d even turned on the charm the first few days he’d been in Coyote Bluff, but now he couldn’t care less about the females. Well, beyond his female.
After a few moments of friendly silence he asked the question he really didn’t want the answer to. “So, what you brings you to my castle in the sky?”
Zeke scuffed a booted foot on the weathered wood floor. “Amie. She wanted me to invite you to dinner tonight.”
“Hm, so why are you looking like a kicked pup?”
“She’s inviting Libby too. I think she’s playing cupid and I don’t want to be the one that gets beat up by one of you, probably you or Ames, when the shit hits the fan. But, you know how women are… and I’m mated so.” He shrugged. “Call me pussy whipped and I’ll punch you in the face, but I’d do anything that woman asked me to do.”
“As it should be man, as it should be. Yeah, I’ll come to dinner. As you can see bringing a dish to pass is going to mean a trip to the store is in order, so what does your mate want me to bring?”
“Nothing. Just come to dinner. We’ll be doing some form of barbeque I’m sure. I’m running to Bluff’s on the way home, so anything she wants I’ll pick up.” For a moment the man looked awkward, and for Zeke that was a feat. “So, what’s the deal with you and Libby? I mean, I like the girl and don’t want to see her screwed over, but I’m sorta starting to think you’re an alright guy so…”
Jason wanted to laugh. Never in his life had he met a group of people so willing to overlook faults and issues and embrace everyone equally. He’d showed up as an interloper, another Alpha trespassing in this pack’s territory and they still accepted him with open arms. “There isn’t a deal, Zeke.”
“Sure, so the cavewolf thing you pulled in the barn wasn’t anything? Hm? I mean I was there, and had to help keep you from killing the kid, so yeah, don’t try to blow smoke up my ass.”
“You talk like a chick. Has anyone ever told you that?”
“Yeah, every day. Ever meet my brother? Stop trying to change the topic. I don’t want you showing up and cockblocking me tonight with drama.”
Jason blinked, and burst out laughing. “This is all about getting into your mate? Dude, relax. I’m not out to hurt Libby. I like her, a lot. If my wolf is right she might be our mate, but right now I’m just trying to get into the friend zone.”
Zeke nodded like Jason had just said something sage and impressive. The dude was seriously wacky but funny and sure as hell trustworthy. So maybe Fate knew what she was doing bringing him to Coyote Bluff.
“Skip asked me to be Beta.” Jason threw out into the silence after the men sat for a few moments quietly drinking their beverages.
“Yep. Knew he would. What did ya say?”
“Told him I’d think about it.”
Zeke nodded. “Think you can Beta to another Alpha after running your own pack?”
That was the question, wasn’t it? Jason didn’t know, and didn’t want to find out with a fight to the death with the coyote-in-charge. He shrugged as his answer and Zeke nodded again in understanding.
“Cool. Well, I’ll be at your challenge if you decide to go for Beta. Skip asked us all and it was unanimous. I have to get going but I’ll see you tonight, seven-ish. Okay?”

The men shook hands and Jason watched the crazy coyote stroll down the path toward the bottom of the hill. Yeah, Fate might be a fickle mistress, but this time maybe, just maybe she knew what she was doing.

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Saturday, June 10, 2017

#SexSceneSaturday Maggies Abduction

Sex Scene Saturday

“Disrobe and lay on the bed, Maggie. We’ve talked long enough. I have need of your body.” He stood and methodically removed his boots and pants. His cock was fully erect and already glistening with pre-cum. The sight of him almost brought Maggie to her knees. She scrambled off the bed and with shaking fingers removed the shirt. The urge to reach out and touch him was almost too much. With a swallow and a sigh, she looked up into his eyes.
“May I touch you?” Her voice was husky with need. Warmth flooded her pussy, and she could already feel herself becoming wet.
“You may touch me, but you will listen to me if I give instructions.” He took the two steps that separated them and ran his hands down her arms. Shivers ran through her body with the warmth from his hands.
She licked her lips and grinned when his eyes moved to watch her tongue. She licked them again just to watch the desire flare in the golden depths of his eyes. They darkened to burnt gold with his need. She reached out a tentative hand and stroked down his chest. He was hairless across the chest and very warm. Skimming her fingers across his nipples gained her a low growl and a gasp from him. She grinned. One more step brought her flush with his body and pressed his cock between their stomachs. She stroked her hands down his stomach and around to his back, lightly scratching with her fingernails as she went. He shivered under her hands and fed her desire to see what other responses he could give her.
She moved her hands over his low back and down to squeeze his ass. She licked his chest and worked a slow wet path to a nipple as she stood on her tiptoes. She wasn’t ready for the quickness of his response and cried out as he grasped her arms and tossed her on the bed. She righted herself just in time to be pinned down by his body and both arms being locked in restraints.
“Why are you restraining me again?” Confusion and need were clouding her thoughts. His heavy body rubbed seductively along her mound and she separated her thighs to allow his body closer to hers.
“You were trying to dominate me with your hands and tongue. I won’t allow that. I may understand your differences, but I won’t allow you to do those things to me.” He growled, and his anger finally seeped through her fog.
“You mean your women are never allowed to taste your body or touch you? But, you liked it.”
“You are allowed to taste my cock, but licking my chest like I was a female won’t be allowed.” He was still scowling but he seemed less angry. Maggie was confused, but she was starting to understand what he was talking about. She sighed. If all sexual contact was going to be under his order, she wasn’t ever going to get to do some of the things to his body that she wanted to.
“So, I can never really touch you? Kiss your body? Taste your skin? I really want to. I want to know what you taste like.” She wrapped her legs around his hips and ground against his cock to punctuate her thoughts. Her mind was racing for a way around the man’s need for control. “What if you were in charge and I ask your permission for each place I want to explore?”
She watched him ponder her request and saw the moment he was going to relent. She tried to hide her grin.
“We will try this, but the moment I feel you are overstepping your limits, I will punish you. Do you understand?” He was still scowling, but the anger was gone.
“I understand, Master,” she answered, hoping the title would help her cause. “Would you please release my cuffs so I may please you?”
He huffed but climbed off the bed and released her wrists from the restraints. He stood watching her with hooded eyes that showed both lust and trepidation. She wanted to laugh at the indignation he was radiating, but that wouldn’t help her need to get off.
“Master, I would like to kiss you and touch you with my hands. Will you allow it?” She tried to phrase her request to mollify him. She was really turned on thinking about all the things she wanted to do to him, and having to ask permission by voicing her actions was making her hotter.
“You may.” His clipped words were strained. She could tell he was not enthusiastic about this turn of events.
Maggie approached him with slow steps and kept eye contact while she walked to him. She reached out with both hands and ran them up his chest, lightly skimming his nipples and relishing how quickly they hardened. She skimmed her hands over his shoulders and pulled him down to her mouth. She watched surprise cross his features a moment before she touched her lips to his. His lips were warm and soft against hers. She waited a moment to see if he would take control of the kiss. When he didn’t, she parted her lips on a sigh and slowly stroked the seam of his with her tongue. He tasted slightly like the sweet bread they had eaten for breakfast. She pressed her tongue lightly against his lips trying to get him to open his mouth to deepen the kiss. She opened an eye to find him staring at her with his brows knitted together instead of the passion-filled look she was expecting. She pulled her head away from his with a scowl of her own.
“Why are you licking my face? Is this a human practice?” he asked.
“I was trying to kiss you. Don’t you kiss your females?” Maggie was surprised and slightly miffed. He wasn’t supposed to be scowling at her. He was supposed to be enjoying this so much that he would let her do other things to him. Maybe she really didn’t know enough to be seducing him.
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Thursday, June 8, 2017


Mexican Sunset
Mexican Sunset is a cocktail that was is most enjoyable on a  summer evenings!
Flavors from Amaretto, to peach schnapps and if course tequila.  Yum!  What's not to enjoy with the group.

1 oz. Amaretto
1 oz. Peach Schnapps
3 oz. Silver Tequila
6 oz. Pineapple Juice
1/2 oz. Grenadine
slice of lime
Maraschino Cherries

Grab a shaker fill with ice then  add the Amaretto, Peach Schnapps,  tequila.  Don't forget the  pineapple
Replace the lid and shake
Grab a tall glass, add ice and pour the mixture over the ice.  Next, drizzle grenadine down the side of the glass so that it falls to the bottom.  Add a slice of lime and cherries.  Taste and enjoy!

Saturday, June 3, 2017

#SexSceneSaturday- Maggie's Abduction #scifi #eroticromance

Sex Scene Saturday:
Maggie's Abduction

“Human, look at me,” the male rumbled against her chest. Maggie opened her eyes and stared at his face. He scowled. “I promise not to harm you. Why are you so frightened? I’ve explained that I won’t hurt you. I know you can accommodate my anatomy. What is there to fear?”

“Sex hurts. I don’t really like pain, but if you go slowly, I can stand it.” Maggie blushed deeply. She didn’t talk about sex with anyone, especially a stranger. Definitely not with a strange male. “That’s what is causing my fear.”

“You don’t enjoy sex?” He raised a golden eye brow. “Perhaps you haven’t done it right. It won’t hurt when I do it. You will enjoy it.”

Maggie almost laughed. It seemed that males everywhere were sure of their sexual abilities. A snort escaped before she could stop it. She paled as he scowled down at her.

“That noise tells me that you’re either laughing at me or you don’t believe me. Shall I prove it to you?” Before she could react, he turned and pulled the sheet off her body, flinging it onto the floor. She gasped and tried to move to somehow cover her body. He rolled onto her body, pinning her to the bed, and growled in the back of his throat. She tensed and then forced herself to calm. Docile, Maggie, remember to stay calm. She breathed a few times to get control of herself before opening her eyes and looked at him.

“Watch me, human.” He moved slowly, sliding his body down hers until his face was level with her breasts. She blushed as he stared at her ample flesh for many moments. Slowly she watched him lower his head until he sucked a nipple into his hot mouth. Shock and something more shot through her body. His tongue moved slowly over the peak, circling the flesh he kept captured in his mouth. She watched his cheeks move as he suckled her breast, slowly sucking more flesh in. She moaned and couldn’t stop the slight arching of her back that pushed her breasts into his mouth. Sharp teeth scraped her breast as he pulled his head back, letting the nipple pop from his mouth.

She watched with hooded eyes as he moved to the other breast and gave it the same treatment. She could feel heat and wetness pooling between her thighs. Surprise and excitement tickled her senses. She’d never reacted to a man this way before. Orgasms were few and far between even using her own hands. She knew from reading romance novels that women were supposed to be wet and willing when a man wanted to mount her, but she’d thought it was all myth until this exact moment. She could feel slight tremors shaking through her lower body. A need to be touched and more started throbbing in her lower belly. When he sucked her breast into his mouth and licked her nipple in quick strokes, she could almost feel those same strokes on her clit.

When he released her breast, she moaned and almost begged for him to do it more, harder, longer. She couldn’t believe she was going to not only give into this male and have sex, but possibly might have her first real orgasm with him. She realized that he was staring at her with a smirk on his face.

“Was that painful?” He rubbed his face on her breasts like a cat, rumbling a deep purr in his chest. His face was smooth against her heated skin.

“Um, no,” she breathed. Then she decided that she might as well be completely honest with him. “It actually felt really good in a hot kind of way.”

He grinned toothily and chuckled. The laugh vibrated through her body and almost drew a moan from her lips. She grinned back and relaxed into the bed. If he could make her feel that good by doing nothing but sucking on her nipples, she bet he could make her feel really good by doing other things.

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Thursday, June 1, 2017



This frozen drink is quick and easy, fruity, tropical-tasting, and the colors are so fun. It goes down way too easily and would be extra refreshing on hot summer days. Frozen mango chunks are blended with peach schnapps and Malibu Rum OR use a flavored vodka such as pineapple, peach, strawberry, raspberry, whatever you love.
  • 1 cup Mango chunks, frozen
  • 1 Maraschino cherries and pineapple
Additional liquids
  • 1 tbsp Grenadine
  • 1 1/2 oz Malibu rum or flavored vodka
  • 1 1/2 oz Peach schnapps
A quick fun frozen drink, that tastes tropical and fruity, and the it looks pretty too. This drink  goes down way too easily ( which can get you in trouble).  Just picture it on a nice summer day/night for that refreshing treat. Frozen mango chunks are blended with peach schnapps and Malibu Rum OR use a flavored vodka ( pineapple, peach, strawberry, raspberry), whatever calls to you.