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Friday, May 31, 2013

Happy Release Day! Playground Of The Gods


Just listened to the audio preview for the audio book version of Playground Of The Gods. SO cool! Should be up on Audible between 2-4 weeks! The ebook version is available on Amazon right now!
The Gods give two wary lovers a nudge in the right direction.

Luke and Megan are fighter pilots and soldiers fighting side by side to find a new home for their lost people. They have loved each other for years, but neither will admit it for fear of betraying the memory of their best friend, Megan's dead fiancée. With a little help from the Gods above, will these brave warriors find the courage to engage in a battle for each other’s hearts?http://www.amazon.com/Playground-of-the-Gods-ebook/dp/B00D2WBK5M/ref=sr_1_1




Was it wrong to be completely aroused by a man trying to break down a steel door using nothing but brute force and his own stubborn will? Megan knew she should help, but really, if Luke was determined to break every limb opening the door on the face of the cave they had found, she figured she’d better keep her limbs intact so she could fly them out of there. Besides, he was all sweaty and flushed. Not a bad thing at all.
Upstanding Captain McCadden had quite the potty mouth.
“Mother-fucking, cock-sucking, son-of-a-bitch, piece-of-shit! I did not come all the way out here to sit in the god-damned bushes!”
He looked about ready to ram his head into the stone wall next. Megan was rather fond of Luke’s head.
“Okay, okay. That’s enough. The thing is not gonna budge, Luke. Stop before you kill yourself. There’s probably nothing in there.” Though someone had to have been here to put that steel door there. Megan pulled at his arm, appreciating the tight muscle beneath his camouflage shirt. His blue eyes glittered at her, the look hitting her straight between her thighs. Gods help her! She’d been so . . . fucking horny lately.
Now she was a girl who liked her sex, and she’d had an orgasm waiting with Luke’s name on it for years, but reality told her that he saw her as Billy’s fiancée, the best friend they had lost when the enemy had destroyed their planet. Practically family. An adopted sister into the McCadden fold. Not sweaty, screaming, mind-numbing, sexing material. So she’d been satisfied just being in his vicinity and being great friends. Okay, maybe satisfied was the wrong word. It wasn’t like she hadn’t fantasized about him before. Hell, she imagined half the fleet fantasized about Luke McCadden. There was no doubt he was easy on the eyes. But it was the intensity and frequency with which it was happening to her lately that was beginning to bother Megan.
It was very hard to work with a man when fifty-nine of every sixty minutes were spent imagining throwing him down and doing deliciously bad things to him.
It was all that damned book’s fault! Damned hot-porny-smutty book! And what were the odds that there was a second copy on their ship and that, of course, Luke had it in his possession? It almost felt as if someone was deliberately trying to get Megan and Luke all worked up over each other.
Being horny was making her paranoid. Damned book should be thrown out the nearest airlock when they got back. That was a good idea, and what she’d do once she and Luke got back. Maybe she could leave it here, Megan wondered. Nope. Bad idea. What if someone found it and it got them all worked up too? That just wouldn’t be fair, now, would it? Nope, Calder. Best thing—toss it into space when they got back.
“We’ve tried brawn, which was an enjoyable show, thank you.” Megan got up from the log she was sitting on and smiled at him. “Now let’s try some brains.”
“Megan, for that to work, one of you, either the door or you, would have to possess a brain,” Luke shot back, groaning, and took her seat on the log. “Oh, fuck, am I gonna pay for this later,” he predicted with a pained expression.
“I promise to give you a nice massage.” Megan winked at him.
Luke narrowed his eyes at her.
“Now, let’s see here.” Megan stepped back, surveying the slab of steel covering the tomb. She ran her hands along the edges of the slab to see if there was a latch or an opening anywhere. “Come on, open up. Please? Pretty please? You open the fuck up right now!”
“Oh, nice. Maybe you should offer it money?” Luke scowled.
“Luke, you know what?” Megan gave him a mocking, sweet smile.
“What?”
“You’re so damned pretty,” she replied, blowing him a kiss.
The slab of stone rumbled behind her. Megan took a step back, startled. The slab had moved about an inch. “I’ll be damned.” She tried to open it further, but to no avail. “Aw, come on, damn it!” she insisted, kicking the slab.
Nothing.
“Hmm, hang on.” She stepped closer to Luke and tapped him on the head.
The slab didn’t so much as burp.
She tapped him harder.
“Ow! Stop that.” Luke grabbed for her hand. “I obviously managed to loosen it a little. Let me try again.” Reluctantly getting back to his feet, he shuffled back to the steel door. He groaned and lowered his head, not happy about continuing his assault.. He took a deep breath and took a few steps back to give himself some momentum. With a loud yell, Luke charged at the door, but Megan caught him around the arm. Luke lost his balance, dragging her down on top of him.
“Luke, for fuck sakes, I’m not letting you kill yourself,” Megan insisted, sprawled on him rather intimately.
“Aw, Megan, I didn’t know ya cared,” Luke teased and blew her a kiss.
The door slid open another inch. Megan and Luke stared at it, then at each other.
“What the hell is—?” Megan asked, but the rest of her question was cut off by Luke lifting his head and pressing his lips to hers. A bolt of electricity shot through her, and she almost missed the sound of the steel sliding open farther. Mouths locked together, their heads turned in unison to watch the door.
“Luke, this is the dumbest—” Megan said against his teeth while her hips pressed against his and her mind screamed at her to shut the fuck up.
“Shut up and keep kissing me, lieutenant,” Luke ordered against her lips. They both watched the door open a slow inch at a time. He looked back at Megan, and she heard him groan at the back of his throat.
His eyes fluttered closed and his fingers came up into her hair and . . . Ohhhh, was that his tongue? Yes, yes it was. Megan shifted her hips, pressing down against the bulge in his pants. She smiled against his mouth, teasing his tongue with her own, thrilled that she wasn’t the only one affected by what they were doing.
One of his hands caressed the small of her back, lifting her camouflage jacket and tank to stroke the small bit of exposed skin. His lips were softer than she thought they would be, and his mouth was so fucking hot. Hot and wet and tasting of apples, the yummy green ones. Megan made a mental note to get him to give her one if he had any left in his pack.
The hand at her back drifted lower. Megan was stunned at her utter lack of fear. All this time, she’d feared the two of them making a move in this direction, afraid there were too many problems between them, and yet, now that his mouth was on hers and her blood was racing in her veins, she felt no fucking fear at all.
Maybe, just maybe, it would be okay?
Maybe they could deal with all their shit and still cross this line. This wonderfully decadent line.
Hope flared in Megan, and she pressed her fingers into Luke’s shoulders. He trembled beneath her. When the need for air became too much to ignore, they both pulled back at the same time.
“Fuck me.” Megan sighed in amazement. “You little fucker. You’ve been holding out on me! Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
“Uh, Martha Shalosky. Seventh grade. Very advanced for her age.” Luke panted, staring up at Megan with a look she’d never seen. .
“Hmm, she has my thanks,” Megan said. She could still taste him on her tongue.
“Door’s open,” Luke whispered with what sounded like disappointment. “Uh . . . about what just happened, Megan . . . ”
“Can we just not analyze it to death for now? Let’s just do whatever we’re supposed to in there and worry about what to name our babies when we get back to the ship, okay?” Megan joked, her stomach tightening at the small smile he gave her.
“After you.” He extended his hand toward the mouth of the cave.
They had just taken a few steps inside the dark cave when the door slid shut behind them, plunging them into complete darkness.

“Shit,” they said in unison.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Blood Vows Trilogy Video Blog!

Have a seat and join me as I tell you all about my contemporary erotic trilogy, Blood Vows!


Monday, May 20, 2013

Cover Reveal: Playground Of The Gods



New cover goodness for Playground Of The Gods, my futuristic steamy short story coming in both ebook AND audiobook May 31st! Luke and Megan are fighter pilots and soldiers fighting side by side to find a new home for their lost people. They have loved each other for years, but neither will admit it for fear of betraying the memory of their best friend, Megan's dead fiancee. With a little help from the Gods above, will these brave warriors find the courage to engage in a battle for each others hearts?

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Happy Release Day! Blood Vows Book Two-The Betrayal

It'll be up on Amazon, All Romance Ebooks, Barnes and Noble in the next day or so (follow me on my author page at www.facebook.com/authorejamie for the links as I add them) But you can pick up the sequel to the bestselling The Vendetta, Blood Vows Book Two-The Betrayal now!


Blood Vows Book Two-The Betrayal: Brianna and Alessandro are in Ireland to uncover the truth about the love between their ancestors Franscesca and Adriano, a love that is at the center of a vendetta that has raged between rival mob families the Dardano's and O'Reiley's for over fifty years.
When they return to New York , it is with the certainty that the only way to end the vendetta is to bring their two families together. Brianna and Alessandro marry, determined that their love will flourish despite the animosity that still reigns between their families.
But it quickly becomes evident that neither branch of the O'Reiley and Dardano family is willing to accept this attempt to end the vendetta. Brianna and Alessandro find their loyalties more divided than ever before as those they love conspire around them, leading to a shocking betrayal that could destroy their love forever.
And still, the violent specter of Arturo Dardano, the younger Dardano brother, determined to seize power away from his brother, remains.
http://noboundariespressstore.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=1_58&products_id=301


Here's a small excerpt to whet your appetite!



There were no streetlights as there was no street. Only the moonlight kept her from falling on her face as she took Alessandro’s hand and led him to the high bushes, the scent of heather filled the air. 

They were close to the water. She briefly wondered if Adriano and Francesca ever came here to this exact spot. She felt an inexplicable pull to it for some reason and wondered if that was why.
Bree smiled up at him as she began pulling his shirt out from the waistband of his jeans. Her hands moved under his shirt, caressing warm, tight skin. “I’ve missed you,” she whispered. “I’ve missed feeling you inside of me,” Bree undid the buttons of his shirt, running kisses along the inches of slowly revealed skin. 

“Ditto,” Alessandro said hoarsely, using her expression. 

He looked like hard, silver marble as she slid the fabric off his shoulders, the moon behind him making his skin gleam. 

She got down to her knees and undid his jeans, pulling the material down off his hips, letting his erection free. 

Bree took him into her mouth, running her tongue along the tight, warm skin, feeling the soft drops of his arousal gather on her tongue. Her hands went to his behind, bringing him closer. 

“Christ, Brianna. You look like some deliciously debauched angel down there,” he growled, his fingers tightening in her hair. 

She smiled up at him and sucked harder, her own body opening, clutching in anticipation of the shaft in her mouth driving deep into her pussy.

He swore and pulled her away from him. “You’re turn, darling.” His hands trembled with barely restrained passion as he guided her onto the ground.

The smell of earth, flowers and Alessandro filled her nostrils as he moved down. “You’re like gold all over,” he murmured, stroking her skin before moving down between her legs. 

Bree trembled at his touch, looking up at the moon and stars above them. The sight before her blurred and then got sharper as Alessandro’s mouth followed his fingers, stroking, piercing, and fucking her deeply. She was thankful it hadn’t rained all day, though the air was cool. 

Alessandro’s body was warm and his touch on her thighs, spreading her wider, was like fire. She reached down and gripped his head. Begging, pleading…coming. As her body trembled and arched, rolling in powerful waves, Alessandro came up, covering her and pushed into her with one deep thrust. 

Bree cried out, part pleasure and a slight sting of pain at her still slightly sore body. But she wanted, needed his cock like a wanderer long denied water. 

“Are you all right?” Alessandro asked, sucking in his breath.

Bree nodded. “Don’t stop,” She dug her nails into his shoulders. “Oh God,”

He moved slowly, belying the violence etched on his face that told her he wanted to ram her into the ground, fuck her straight through the earth. 

Bree wrapped her legs around his waist. “Oh I’ve missed you,” she sighed into his ear, rolling her hips eagerly beneath him, ignoring the hard packed floor under her. 

Alessandro’s brought his mouth down to her neck, sucking at her pulse, scratching her with his stubble. She writhed against him, wanting him deeper, harder.

Bree must have said the words aloud cause his grip on her hips tightened and he drove down more violently, shaking above her. 

She trembled, her breasts growing heavy, the skin and nerves stretching and filling until before Bree could warn him, her breasts burst her milk between them. Alessandro gave a start of surprise and pulled back.

Bree felt a moment’s embarrassment, not knowing how he would react. She doubted he’d ever slept with a woman who’d just given birth before. 

“Wow,” Alessandro murmured, he looked down at her in question. “Do you think our son would mind?” 

Before she could ask what he meant, Alessandro lowered his mouth to her breasts, licking, sucking, and drinking the silky sweet liquid.

“Oh God…Oh God…” Bree moaned, her body feeling as if it had been submerged in electricity.

His hips slowed their thrusts as he concentrated on her breasts. 

She trembled at the foreign sensations. He’d never done this. Michael. There was something, elemental, primal about Alessandro doing this to her. 

Bree clutched tight around his cock, feeling the deep pulsing begin in her chest and rolling downward in breathtaking waves.

“Must save some for our son,” Alessandro said coming back up to her mouth so she could taste the sweetness of her milk on his lips. 

She raised her hips up to match his thrusts, which had renewed their driving fierceness.
“Oh Alessandro…I love you, I love you, I love you…” she panted in his ear as he fucked her in delicious deep thrusts.

Then he was flipping her over so that she was now on top. His cock was buried even deeper now and Bree couldn’t breathe for the frenzied sensations exploding through her.

“Come for me, darling,” he growled and she could feel him swelling thicker inside of her with impending release. “Come with me.”

Then she was. Bree arched back and cried out as she came, feeling him filling her with his orgasm and his very soul at the same time. She felt as if she was melting into him, merging, joining every single part of her body, every nerve ending, every vein and muscle with his until they were one pulsing, rolling arching body. Her body tensed and bowed forward, her mouth in his hair as she collapsed against him, feeling his thick release pulsing into her. She panted, breathless against his face as he cradled her against his body, pulling her down onto him. 

“Well, that was new,” Alessandro, panted with a laugh.

They’d never come at the same time like that before. It had felt so…different, like their souls had been anchored somewhere outside of themselves, here in this place.
That’s how Bree knew. Adriano and Francesca had made love here before.
She was sure of it, not with her brain. With her soul. 








Friday, May 10, 2013

Vote For Redemption!


Got the awesome news that my historical erotic novella Redemption is up for Favorite Cowboy/Western Romance over on Goodreads! Would love your vote!!



On the run from a murderous uncle, Katie Beaumont married outlaw Ben Cready the day before he was supposed to hang. They shared one night of explosive passion and for six months, she'd believed herself a widow. Now Ben is back to claim what's his, and that includes the sweet bride he'd never been able to forget.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Cover Reveal: Blood Vows Book Two-The Betrayal


So happy to share my gorgeous cover for book two in the Blood Vows trilogy, The Betrayal! The release date is set for May 14th (twelve days!!!!) and here's the blurb:

Blood Vows Book Two-The Betrayal: Brianna and Alessandro are in Ireland to uncover the truth about the love between their ancestors Franscesca and Adriano, a love that is at the center of a vendetta that has raged between rival mob families the Dardano's and O'Reiley's for over fifty years.
When they return to New York , it is with the certainty that the only way to end the vendetta is to bring their two families together. Brianna and Alessandro marry, determined that their love will flourish despite the animosity that still reigns between their families.
But it quickly becomes evident that neither branch of the O'Reiley and Dardano family is willing to accept this attempt to end the vendetta. Brianna and Alessandro find their loyalties more divided than ever before as those they love conspire around them, leading to a shocking betrayal that could destroy their love forever.
And still, the violent specter of Arturo Dardano, the younger Dardano brother, determined to seize power away from his brother, remains.


I'm sharing snippets from now until the release date over on my fb author page: www.facebook.com/authorejamie