As you know I'm currently participating in the I Heart Books Giveaway, if you'd like to know more about the prize pool then click the giveaway tab on the top button bar. As part of the prize pool, I've donated two ebooks (winners choice) from my backlist .
So, to make the selection easier, I thought I'd spend the next four days highlighting my books Today I'm starting with my Wylde-Shore series and the two currently available reads, Finding Angel and Playing Jax. Enjoy ☺
Finding Angel by Jan Graham
How can one woman and an accounts ledger cause so much
trouble.
Angel Wylde is a woman with a complicated existence, a
damaging past, and a desire to be normal. Unfortunately, what's normal to Angel
is unconventional to the rest of us. A crime boss will kill to get an
incriminating ledger from her. Detective Steve Jax also wants the ledger from
Angel, but the infuriating woman has disappeared. Christian and Daniel Shore,
Steve's two best friends, don't know about the ledger. They just want Angel. A
chance meeting has them taking her home and deciding she is the only woman for
them-yes, both of them. Obviously, Angel isn't the only one with unconventional
desires. So who does Angel trust? Two kinky Doms she just met, a cop she
doesn't know anything about, or a nasty crime boss? Trusting all of them may
save her life, and falling in love with two Dominant brothers is the icing on
the cake. Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation
between or among siblings.
MFM, Erotic Romance, BDSM, Contemporary, Menage
Word Count: 159,477
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Adult Excerpt
Angel felt like she wanted to scream. She
needed more than gentle touching. For some reason she was hornier than usual. She
had been since she’d woken. As much as she loved being turned on with gentle
strokes and caresses, tonight it just added to the fire that had simmered
inside her all day. She wanted to be taken, and she wanted it now. Her cunt
hadn’t lost the heat of their morning fuck session so she didn’t need to be
teased to arousal. She was already there.
Christian joined them on the bed, and
Angel felt his hand ease under the lace of her pants. His fingers teased open
her lips and slowly made their way to her clit. God, she wanted him to rip her
pants from her while Daniel tore away her bra, she wanted them to take her with
force, and she wanted to be filled with both of them and filled now.
“Grrr,” Angel growled, looking over at
Christian as she tried to pull Daniel closer to her hard nipple, wanting to
feel the bite of his teeth against it.
“Fuck it, Christian rip my pants off,
tear them off, and fuck me now,” she demanded.
Obviously it didn’t have the effect she
was after as both men eased back, removing the touch from her body altogether.
She kicked her legs against the mattress and screamed in frustration.
“Are you throwing a tantrum?” Christian
laughed down at her as he licked the wetness from his fingers.
“Yes.” Angel sat up and pulled off her bra
and then her pants. “I want to be fucked hard, now, or I’m going to explode.”
Angel pushed Daniel backward and
attempted to straddle him, only to feel her body being lifted up and off the
bed by Christian. Angel could feel the tip of Christian’s erection brush
against her bottom as he held her, back firmly against his hard body, feet
dangling in the air.
“Ask nicely,” Christian spoke into her
ear before skimming his lips over the softness of her neck.
“Bite me,” Angel snapped back at him,
trying to wriggle out of the tight hold he had on her. She felt his lips part
slightly and stilled in his arms as his teeth sank into her neck, biting hard
and sucking her flesh in between them. The pain was exhilarating as she
screamed and moaned in delight.
“Yes,” she whimpered as her hand rose up
to push his face harder against her neck. As soon as she spoke, Christian
released her flesh from between his teeth and laughed as she growled at him
once again.
“Wylde by name, wild by nature. Or so it
seems tonight anyway,” he joked, staring over at Daniel who was still on the
bed wearing nothing but a wry smile.
“So you want this?” Daniel asked Angel
as he eased himself back onto one elbow, stretching out on the bed, his hard
cock reaching up into the air as he massaged it with his hand. “But you don’t
want to ask for it nicely,” he stated in amusement.
“What’s got you so horny tonight, my
love?” Christian asked, easing her feet onto the floor but still holding her
firmly.
“I need you both inside me. I’m so horny
I could die at any minute. I’ve been horny all day, and I want you to fuck me now!” Angel stamped her foot and
screamed the last part of her statement, only to hear both men laugh as she
did.
“Let me get this straight.” The smirk on
Daniel’s face was more annoying than the fact he had begun to stroke his cock,
or at least Angel thought so until she saw a glisten of pre-cum seep from the
end of it. “After all the emotional events of the day, you are refusing a night
of gentle lovemaking and demanding we just fuck you?”
“Bingo,” Angel stated as she slammed her
heel down onto the top of Christian’s foot and slipped from his arms, diving
toward Daniel lounging on the bed.
“Fuck that hurt,” Christian yelled as he
reached for Angel, taking hold of her by the arm and stopping her escape.
Her knees were already on the bed by the
time he reclaimed her, and Christian allowed her to fall forward as he quickly
administer three hard smacks onto her bare bottom. Angel screamed, her hand
going immediately to the red heated spot on her butt cheek.
That was definitely not a spanking for
play. That was more like you’ve been a
bad girl punishment kind of smack.
Christian released Angel as she rolled
over onto her back, her hand still pressed against the mark on her butt.
“Ouch,” she pouted, looking up at
Christian.
“Ouch,” Christian replied, pointing to
his foot.
“So you need to be fucked, Angel.”
Daniel dragged her to the centre of the bed. “Hard and fast, no foreplay, no
gentle teasing?” Angel nodded her head, desire flaming behind her emerald eyes.
“On one condition, no holes barred.”
Christian looked down at her as she lay naked in the centre of the bed. “Do you
understand me, sweetie? We take you any way we want.”
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Playing Jax by Jan Graham
If love is a game then Rhiannon
McCabe thinks Steve Jax is a prize worth playing for.
Steve Jax buried his heart, along with his soul mate, two
years ago. He had his turn in the game of love, and it didn't work out, end of
story. His new neighbor might stir certain passions within him, but his dark,
kinky desires aren't the sort of thing a sweet, naive ex-nun should be exposed
to. All he has to do is convince the determined little minx of that. Rhiannon
McCabe has never been in love. She's hidden under a religious veil since she
was eighteen. Now everything's changed. She's left the church, created a new
life, and finally met the only man to ever arouse her sexual nature. Steve
might think he doesn't have the capacity to love her, but she's determined to
convince him otherwise. If love really is a game, then Steve Jax is a prize
worth playing for.
M/F Categories: Erotic Romance, BDSM, Contemporary
Word Count: 122,428
Heat Level: SCORCHING
Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Adult excerpt
He slid one hand up her thigh, only to still when he reached between
her legs.
“You’re not wearing underpants, sweetheart. Why is that?”
“I was waiting for you to come home. I thought you might like it.” He
made a low, growling noise beside her neck as he nuzzled his face into her.
“What does not wearing panties indicate to me, darling? Tell me what
you hoped I’d do when I found out.” His fingers slipped between her thighs, and
he began to slowly press them into the wetness, circling her clit, exploring
the opening he’d liberated just the day before. Rhia arched her body toward him
in response and tried to compose the words.
“Sex,” she gasped, as a second finger penetrated her. “I hoped we’d
have sex.”
“We’re not going to have sex, Rhia.” She whimpered as he removed his
fingers from inside her. “I’m going to show you what happens to naughty girls
who walk around without panties on.”
“W-what happens?” She watched as he sucked the juice from her body off
his fingers.
“I fuck them senseless.” His
lips reclaimed hers, his fingers clamped tight in her hair. His other hand
cupped her breast and pinched at the nipple beneath the thin cotton dress she
wore. He moved his mouth to her neck, laving his tongue over her flesh, biting
her neck, and licking away the sting. She suddenly realized he hadn’t devoured
her before, because he was consuming her now.
“I love this short little summer
dress. Do you have more of these?”
“Yes, one more. I have one…why?” She couldn’t think, could barely
speak. Why on earth was he asking about her dress?
He didn’t answer her. Instead he kissed her once more, another ravenous
kiss that made her moan. She knew he was moving them backward, or forward, she
didn’t care. The kiss, combined with his hands roving over her body,
disoriented her. The arousal pulsed through her, and moisture spilled between
her legs. He could take her anywhere, as long as he kept touching her. Steve
lifted her slightly, sliding her onto the dining table. Spreading her legs, he
stood in between them. He released her lips, and began to move her away from
him, lowering her onto the table.
His eyes, filled with a dazed lust, surely resembled hers. As her back
connected with the table, his hands moved to the front of her dress. He ripped
it open, buttons flying into the air. She let out a cry of surprise, or was it
another moan of delight? How could having her clothes torn be so erotic that
her pussy clenched in delight? He sucked one nipple firmly into his mouth, the
pull so firm it bordered on pain. He ripped the rest of the dress down the
middle until it lay beneath her like a sheet.
He continued to eat at her breasts, devouring one nipple then moving to
the next. Stinging little bites across the soft flesh and a quick lick of his
tongue accompanied each transition between the hard peaks. The pleasure with a
little sting of pain had her crying out and moaning beneath him. His hands
moved between her legs, but they weren’t touching her. The thump of something
on the table next to her made her look to the side. His wallet lay open, a
trail of condoms poking from between the leather. He raised his head, standing
at full height over her.
“Look what you do to me, sweetheart.” Steve’s husky voice, deepened
with his own arousal. Rhia looked at him, raised herself onto her elbows and
watched him sheath his erection. “Are you ready for me, baby?”
He positioned the head against her opening as he spoke. She didn’t know
if she said yes or just thought it, but it didn’t matter, he was already
pushing inside her. She watched his manhood disappear between her legs, and the
look of pleasure on his face was undeniable. Rhia arched as he penetrated her.
One thrust, two, and three, he was fully embedded inside her. She cried out
with each movement, grappling to make sense of opposing stimuli, pain as her
body stretched to accommodate his girth and the pleasurable slide along nerve
endings that eased the discomfort. He gripped her hips and pushed into her with
a sense of urgency she hadn’t experienced before.
Waves of erotic delight filled her as he began to pound her forcefully.
The strokes drove her wild with desire, each one building the need for the
next, for more. The sensations built quickly. Her pussy quivered and pulsed
around the intrusion. He raised her legs to rest over his shoulders and leant
forward, taking her deeper. The first orgasm hit her like a freight train,
pushing the air from her lungs, the scream echoing in her head, not making it
to the outside world. His hands rested on the table, his wrists abutting her
shoulders, holding her in place.
“Look at me.” Somehow the words penetrated her mind.
She looked at him, his face above her. Her calves framed his face. His
eyes now appeared to be the deepest sapphire, nearly black. His hair fell
around his face, perspiration trickling down his brow. He didn’t let her
recover. The next orgasm, more powerful than the first, as he continued to
relentlessly thump into her like a man possessed.
“You’re so beautiful, Rhia. Your cunt wrapped around me like a tight
fucking glove. Your face dazed with pleasure. Come again, baby, I love when you
come all over me.”
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