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Naughty or Nice
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Hubs and I are definitely on the Naughty side of the list – not confessing to a thing, though, except our trademark Erotic Romance for Two, Three, or More!
Which begs the question – I just find it curious that we get so much excitement out of thinking what we’re doing or writing might be “naughty,” when really it’s the most normal thing in the world, definitely to be celebrated and not, in my book, sinful at all. Good sex is a good thing, provided it meets the criteria of what’s come to be known as sex positivity: Mutual consent, mutual enjoyment, and no harm to those involved.
De we get an extra kick out of feeling “naughty” when we do something sexy or read a sexy book? Sure – that only adds to the excitement.
This print volume contains two full length novels set on the exquisitely beautiful lakes of Minnesota’s North Woods – and they’re both chock-full of naughty characters having lots of exciting sex! Here are blurbs and, of course, the warnings:
The Mistress of Purgatory Point
A tender ghost story and a sizzling erotic romance with a splash of BDSM, Mistress of Purgatory Point is also the deeply moving chronicle of the mid-life sexual awakening of a stoic widow who thought she’d already experienced her one allotted love. One man, two women and two ghosts keep love’s fires burning through the deep chill of a North Woods winter—but which love will hold the key?
Return to Purgatory Point
Natalie Bjorg has carved out a satisfying existence at the edge of Northern Minnesota’s Boundary Waters – part time canoe guide, proprietor of an upscale art and craft shop, and new owner of a snug lakefront home on Purgatory Point. What’s missing? Romance – either gender will do.
World renowned photojournalist Eric Hudson has come home to claim the woman he’s always craved, but with a hitch – his brother and sister-in-law recently moved to Purgatory Point. Will Susan seduce Natalie before Eric even has a chance? What if Todd and Susan together sweep her off her feet? Will Natalie consider joining their long established threesome? And how will she react when she learns Eric has travelled through time with a tribal shaman’s daughter?
The possibilities seem endless in this torrid saga of transcontinental and time travel pursuit.
WARNINGS: Explicit sex: m/f, f/f; Menage: f/m/f, m/f/m, four-way; anal play; toys; light BDSM
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It’s here! And it’s already earned 4.5 blue ribbons at Romance Junkies!
Desperate for a crash course in lovemaking, Bobbi Jo Martin seeks out her childhood best friend. A successful contractor with NASCAR dreams, Jack Day has never forgotten her—but how will he protect his heart? In a moment of sheer genius he decides to play the role of master…
Explicit sex: m/f, f/f; ménage: f/f/m; light bdsm; anal play; sex toys
Four and a half Blue Ribbons: Ms. Kraft has a gift for pleasing the reader with vivid imagery and erotic language. Fasten your seat belts – this story is one hot ride that you don’t want to miss. Deborah
Today we’re thrilled to welcome guest author Tamsin Flowers and her vampires!
The Crimson Bond
Before I start, I’m sending a huge thank you to Adriana for inviting me to bring my wayward vampires onto her fabulous blog!
I’m here to introduce my latest release, The Crimson Bond – a super-steamy love triangle between three very lusty vampires. If you’ve been following the tour so far, you might have read my introductions to the first two of the three, Etienne and Willow, so today I want to tell you a little about the third vampire in the triangle, Etienne’s ravishing wife, Elouise. Elouise Day was born close to the turn of the century and, by the time Etienne Corbeau found her, she was a bright young thing flapping her way through 20s London. Etienne fell in love with her and turned her into a vampire and they have been devoted husband and wife ever since. That is until a naïve young student called Willow Jackson crashes into their world… The scene is set for a love triangle of epic proportions – The Crimson Bond is the start of their passionate story – and I’m currently working on the rest of the trilogy.
Willow Jackson develops an unhealthy obsession Etienne Corbeau; little does she realise he’s a suave, sophisticated vampire. After appearing in her dreams, Willow is astounded to find Etienne in her room for real and even more shocked when, in the throes of a passion she can’t resist, he sinks his teeth into her neck and drinks her blood.
But Etienne is greedy and to save Willow’s life, his wife Elouise forces her to drink vampire blood. From this moment Willow is herself a vampire, forming an unbreakable bond with Elouise which forces her to choose between the beautiful new vampire and her husband of two centuries.
As Willow learns to tame her bloodlust and vampire sex carries her to new heights of physical pleasure, Elouise is snatched away from her. The battle lines are drawn: now she and Etienne will fight for possession of the woman they both love…
“What’s your name?” said Willow, still leaning back against the wall. Her voice was shaky and she glanced at where she’d left the whisky on the table.
The woman followed her gaze and picked up the glass.
“I’m Elouise. Elouise Day. I married Etienne in 1920, the year he changed me.”
“Changed you?” Willow couldn’t believe the woman in front of her was claiming to have been married for nearly a hundred years.
“Into a vampire.”
She pointed up to her open mouth with a finger and for the first time Willow noticed two sharper looking teeth on either side of her upper jaw. Hardly fangs, but definitely pointed.
She stepped toward Willow with the glass and held it to her lips. Willow gulped the strong alcohol gratefully.
“For you to have become a vampire, you would have had to drink some of his blood in return.” Her eyes narrowed for a second. “Which I assume you didn’t?”
“No,” said Willow, shaking her head.
Elouise put the glass down on the table behind her. She was standing very close to Willow now and she placed one of her hands on Willow’s shoulder. She stared intensely at Willow’s face with sharp, emerald eyes. Willow took a nervous breath. The air around her smelled deliciously of sandalwood and myrrh.
“Etienne was telling the truth. You are very beautiful.” Her voice had lowered by a half tone and she spoke slowly, each word caressing Willow’s ears.
In a sudden blur of movement she had both Willow’s hands pinned back against the wall above her head. Her wrists were crossed and held in a vice-like grip by one of Elouise’s hands. With her other hand, she gently peeled away the dressing on Willow’s neck. She moved in closer until Willow felt the vampire’s breath on her throat.
Willow turned her head away from the vampire. But the rest of her body was powerless to move, paralyzed by something stronger than fright. Elouise Day had a power that drained her will to resist. She felt the stroke of a tongue close to her collarbone, gliding over the two wounds.
Not again, she thought to herself and a whimper escaped her lips. But even as she shied away from the female vampire, she needed to experience the searing combination of pain and pleasure again.
“Shhhhhh, pretty girl,” whispered Elouise, lifting her head to look up at her. She touched Willow’s mouth with a soft finger, a caress that made Willow’s legs weaker still.
“Etienne,” she called in a deep, guttural voice. “Come and watch me feed on your little blood-baby.”
Willow saw a streak of grey cross the room and then Etienne Corbeau appeared at his wife’s side. He put a hand up to her bobbed hair at the nape of her neck and pulled her head back, kissing her ferociously inches from Willow’s face. Willow felt the pleasure sensors deep within her waken and stir.
Then he pushed Elouise roughly away and turned the full beam of his dark eyes on Willow. Elouise licked her lips with a satisfied smile.
“Please let me go,” whispered Willow.
But as she said it, her mind was bombarded with memories of what had happened last time she’d seen Etienne. His hands on her breasts and his mouth at her throat. The searing pain had become as addictive as pleasure. She whimpered as her back arched involuntarily, thrusting her hips away from the wall toward the vampire.
As fear was overcome by longing, Willow felt both of the vampires’ hands on her body.
Tamsin Flowers loves to write light-hearted erotica, often with a twist in the tail/tale and a sense of fun. In the words of one reviewer, ‘Ms Flowers has a way of describing sexual tension that forces itself upon your own body.’ Her stories have appeared in a wide variety of anthologies , for publishers including Cleis Press, Xcite Books and Go Deeper Press. She has now graduated to novellas with the intention of penning her magnum opus in the very near future. In the meantime, like most erotica writers, she finds herself working on at least ten stories at once: while she figures out whose leg belongs in which story, you can find out more about her at Tamsin’s Superotica or Tamsin Flowers.