Wednesday, September 16, 2015

VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1) by @ZenobiaRenquist #99cents #Erotica


VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1) by Zenobia Renquist

A hotel erotica tale hot enough to set the screen on fire.

She offers satisfaction above and beyond what is requested.

Lexie's job as a maid at a five-star hotel doesn't normally include the unique and risqué form of room service that rich guest Mr. Malena has requested, nor the generous tip he's offered. Submission and exhibition and a ménage. Lexie can't resist. What should have been a one-time thing turns into an introduction into the sensual world of customer satisfaction. This is one workplace encounter that could get her fired...or will it?

NOTE: Title previously published as Wine Service (Professional Courtesy 1).


Genre: Contemporary BDSM Erotica, MFM, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism
Publisher: DZRB Books
Length: Novella - 37K (approx. 83 pages)
ISBN: 9781634750004 (ASIN B00V8RE64K)
Price: $2.99 99¢ - On Sale! (Ends 26 Sep 2015)

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Lexie backed up a step.
“Now, now. Don’t be frightened. Nothing untoward. I promise.”
She snorted. “What exactly is your definition of untoward? I just rode a bottle for your wanking pleasure.”
“That’s all part of wine service. As is what comes next.”
“Next?”
“I didn’t bring it up last night because of how skittish you were, but there is more to it than stuffing that beautiful pussy of yours with a five-hundred-dollar bottle of Chardonnay.”
“Five hun—” She choked on the word. She’d been riding a bottle of Chardonnay that cost five hundred dollars. True, she knew nothing about wines or why one cost more than another—beyond age—but hadn’t known a single bottle could cost five hundred dollars.
“Yes. In honor of you and your first night. I thought it appropriate a five-hundred-dollar woman should ride a five-hundred-dollar bottle.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Does it get you hot to think about it?”
“You’re insane.” She laughed. “You’re also joking.”
“I’m not. Call Franceska if you don’t believe me.” He gestured to the phone.
She looked at the bottle and then at him. “Five hundred dollars?”
“Yes.”
“Wow.” She’d never had anything that pricey between her legs. Her most expensive toy had barely broken the two hundred mark, and here she’d used a five-hundred-dollar bottle of Chardonnay to get off. “So what else is there? Sex, right?”
“If you want, but not what I had in mind right this instance.” He chuckled. “I’m not as spry as I used to be. I need a little more time to regain my stamina.”
“You look plenty spry to me.” She eyed his semi-erect dick. It hadn’t gone limp after he came. A few well-placed licks would probably have it hard again in an instant.
“Bless you, dear girl. You are good for my ego.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back. “Now then. After riding the bottle comes drinking the wine.”
“I’m on the clock.”
“Not you. Me. And a little shouldn’t hurt your performance.” He gazed into her eyes. “Unless you’re a lightweight.”
“No, but I don’t want someone to smell alcohol on my breath either.”
“True. True. But you won’t be drinking.”
“So why do you need me?”
He kissed her hand again and ran his tongue up to her wrist. “You’re my glass.”


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Zenobia Renquist is the alter-ego of D. Renee Bagby. Call her Zen or Renee, she answers to both. Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, she was born in Europe, has lived in Japan and in several states of the US, including Virginia, Florida, North Carolina, Texas, California, Maryland and Hawaii.

She moved a lot in her younger years and remembers all too well being the new kid in fish-out-of-water situations. But those experiences only made her better able to adapt, as well they gave her a love of travel, preferring road trips over flying.

Turning her favorite pastime into her career, Renee loves to build worlds and torture her characters for the enjoyment of her readers. She can’t fill everyday with writing alone, and also enjoys watching anime, reading manga, crocheting, knitting (yarn and mail), and binging shows on Netflix. She’s a Whovian (David Tennant for the win!), a trekkie (DS9 because Odo rocked), and a fan of pretty much every Marvel live action movie and DCU animated movie.

She has a wacky imagination and tends to write all over the place. In order to keep up, she only asks one thing—Leave Your Reality Behind to Discover Different and Unique Romance & Erotica.

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Monday, September 14, 2015

Blessed with an Angel – Grey River 5 by @Maiadylanauthor #GreyRiver #Menage

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BLESSED WITH AN ANGEL – GREY RIVER 5
Angel Navarez came to Grey River looking for a better life for her and her son, but she hadn’t counted on having to fight a man looking for revenge to live it.

Noah and Chris Carson both recognized Angel as their Fated mate the moment they met.  But Noah firmly believed that his past actions made it impossible for him to have a future, so he left fully expecting his brother to find happiness with their mate without him.

But that changes when Angel is threatened and Noah drops everything to be there to protect her.  Chris convinces Noah that he’s worthy of their dream, but he can’t fight for their future if he continued to fight his past.  They must work together to earn back Angels trust and convince her that they can be the mates she deserves.

Just when their dream is within their grasp, the past catches up with them and the threat becomes very, very real. 


The story…



STORY EXCERPT:
“Oh God, Chris, I don’t know if I can do this,” Angel sobbed and Noah felt a pain settle in his heart at her distress.
“Angel, of course you can,” Noah tried his best to channel the soft and encouraging tone his brother had been using.
“Noah’s right baby, you are one of the strongest women I know! You want to meet your baby boy, I know you do, and I can assure you he wants to meet you too,” Chris moved lower and Noah watched his hands working to help Angel birth her baby, and from the way she was tensing again, Noah knew a contraction had just hit her. He leaned into her, pushing her forward like she wanted and took her weight for her.
“That’s it, Angel! Here he comes, baby, here he comes... I’ve got him!” Chris announced as Angel collapsed, sobbing uncontrollably against Noah. A few seconds later there was a small cry, then a full-on wailing as the baby screamed his displeasure at what had just happened. Chris tore of his shirt, wrapped the baby in it and then immediately moved to place the bundle on his mama.
“Oh, my god, oh my god,” Angel cried as she wrapped her arms around the precious bundle and stared into the wrinkled little face. “Hi! Hi, baby boy, I’m your mama. Oh! You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she pressed her lips to his little forehead. Noah had to agree, he was looking at a strikingly beautiful baby, despite being fresh out of the oven and covered in...stuff.
“Fresh out of the oven,”—Chris’s laughing voice came down their link—“I dare you to say that out loud!”
Noah sent him a small smile and shook his head. He might have only just met Angel, but he knew that she wouldn’t find that description flattering at all. He had registered the sirens in the distance in the final moments of Angel giving birth, but hadn’t paid it any notice. Now he felt relief when he heard another ambulance screech to a halt outside the house.
“The ambulance is here, Angel,” Chris said tenderly, and Noah watched with a heavy heart as Chris leaned over and pressed a kiss to first Angel’s forehead and then the baby’s. “They are going to take you straight up to Labor and Delivery to get you cleaned up and I’ll meet you there, okay?” Angel’s head flew up and whatever Chris saw in her gaze had him reassuring her. “I promise, baby, I will only be a couple of minutes behind you. I need to talk with Noah for a moment and then we’ll come up and see you.” Angel nodded hesitantly and Noah knew she would have rather had Chris go with her.
“Go with her, Chris.” Noah used their link for the first time, in a very long time. “She’s scared and she needs you.”
Chris was quiet as his gaze bore into Noah and he felt almost stripped naked by the intensity of it. “There is nothing I want more than to go with her, but I think you and I need to have a conversation first.”
The next few minutes were filled with people moving quickly and efficiently to get Angel onto a stretcher and then they hustled her to the front of the house. Noah stayed back and out of sight. His head was spinning now that the adrenaline of the moment had faded, and it reminded him that he had recently suffered significant blood loss, still had three bullets in his back and a system full of jax. All in all, it was fucking surprising he was still on his feet.
“Noah,” Chris moved toward him, and Noah couldn’t stop himself from taking a small step back. He saw the pain on Chris’s face and immediately regretted the move, but Noah was worried about whether or not the poison could be absorbed by Chris if he came in contact with his blood. Until he found out for sure, he was keeping his brother safe. Just as he always had and always would.
Chris made a frustrated sound as he ran his hands through his hair, a move Noah knew very well. “Shit, Noah. You’ve been gone for eight months. Eight fucking months with no word from you! You closed yourself off from our bond, and like a dumbass little brother I kept talking to you. Did you even hear me at all?”
“No,” Noah felt acid boiling in his stomach. He had never lied to Chris. Oh, sure he had omitted stuff, but what older brother didn’t? But bald face lied to his face? Never. Not until that very moment.
Chris exhaled hard, as if Noah had actually punched him in the stomach. “Okay then, so you left and severed contact with me. Why?” The pleading in his voice and filling his eyes almost had Noah telling him everything, just to get Chris to feel better.
“I’m just not meant to be here, Chris.” Noah didn’t lie this time. He truly believed he wasn’t worthy of returning to Grey River. Working as an Enforcer, and taking out shifter assholes that break their laws was his penance. “I can’t be here.”
“What about Angel? I know you felt the Quickening, the same as I did.” Chris stepped right up and got in his face and Noah almost smiled. Chris was the healer, not the fighter of the two brothers, but for his mate, he would stand toe-to-toe with a killer, and that was exactly what Noah was. “Are you just going to turn your back on our triad? Everything we hoped for and prayed for growing up is right in fucking front of us for the taking. Are you gonna reach out with me, and grab a hold of her and never fucking let her go?”
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015

Excerpt R
“Sweetheart, I want you so damn badly I ache,” he said softly. “But I want this to be about us, not just about me. Tell me you want me. Tell us you want us and how you want us to take you and it’s yours. Everything we have, everything we are, is yours.”
Angel’s grin became wicked. She stepped into him, lifting her hand up to unclasp the front of her bra and drop it to the ground at his feet. Noah’s tongue quickly became stuck to the roof of his mouth as it dried out.
“Oh, Noah honey, I’m sure it will be all about us. And everything that I am belongs to you and Chris, so I guess that trade is even.” She wrapped her left hand around his neck and her right dropped down and behind her to tug on the pocket of his jeans and she tugged them both closer.
“Now, physically I know how things can go in a ménage relationship.” Angel paused as she leaned to the side so both he and Chris could see her face and gave them a coy look, “I’ve ah—loved ménage books for a long time now, and I’ve always thought it would be hot to be taken by two men at the same time.”
Noah shared a quick startled glance with Chris. They wanted that more than anything, but they didn’t think she was physically ready for that, and Noah fought to find the words to tell her that.
“Angel—” both he and Chris said at the same time, but Angel spoke over them, not giving them the chance to finish.
“But, I’m not ready for that yet. Soon, but not now. But because I love being pressed between you, do you think there is a way for me to stay pressed between you?” Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper at the end of her request and Noah nodded. Hell yeah there was a way.
He quickly sent his plan to Chris down their link who nodded eagerly in agreement.
“Sweetheart, wrap your arms around my neck.” Noah waited while Angel did as he asked and he rubbed his nose against her, loving her sweet giggle. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to lift you up against me and I want you to wrap your legs around my hips. Once I’m buried to the hilt inside that beautiful soft, naked pussy of yours, I want you to lean back so that you’re leaning on Chris.”
Noah reached down and lifted their mate high against his chest, loving that her legs came up immediately to wrap around him. She surprised him a little when she leaned back and clasped his dick in her hand, making him curse.
“Oh Noah, you feel like hard steel wrapped in warm silk.” The awe and need in her voice had his heart pounding hard in his chest. “I’m on the pill and I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Noah started counting slowly to ten when she moved to press the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy. He could feel the wet heat of her and he called on every ounce of control he had in his body. She slowly lowered herself on him and when he saw her wince, he gripped her hips.
“Did that hurt?” He gritted between his teeth. Chris stepped in closer and pressed against her back.
“Are you in pain, Angel?” his concerned voice was slightly muffled as Chris pressed his lips to the soft skin at their mate’s neck.
“Oh no! Not at all. I just realized that even though I might not have a concern about you being naked inside me, you might want to wear a condom.” Noah hated to hear the doubt in her voice, so pushed forward until he was settled balls deep inside her and she gasped as her arms flew up to wrap around his shoulders.
“Does that feel like I am anything but turned on and harder than granite at the pleasure and honor of being inside you with no barriers between us?” he said, his voice harsh.
Her beautiful brown eyes were wide and filled with wonder as she shook her head.
“I fucking love being inside your body, and feeling every inch of your cunt ripple around my cock makes me the happiest damn man on the face of the earth. Now, lean back against Chris, my love, and let me have you.” He waited, his body vibrating with the need to move, as she did as he asked and Chris took her arms off Noah’s shoulders and drew them up over his own head so that she clasped them behind his head. The move had her breast thrusting straight up and his control snapped at the sight.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2015


Questions for the Author
Q: Every book is special to an author.  What is it about this book that makes it special for you?
A:  Quite simply it’s Noah.  He came to me in the first book of this series Lost Faith and he’s been whispering to me for the past six months.  He needs someone to love and protect, and Angel absolutely is his other half.  Then you add in the fact that he has been lying to his brother, and you get a family dynamic that I just really loved.

Q:  Sometimes things happen when you are writing a series that wasn’t expected at all.  Have you had this happen to you?
A:  Heaps!  I am not a planner.  I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda girl.  There have been moments where I will finish up a scene and be like WTF?  I did not see that coming!  Over the next few books, there are answers that start to help explain a few things for my characters, and I didn’t know that the connections ran so deeply.

Q.  Is that why you always include a danger element to your books?
A.  I write what I love to read.  I love books that take you on a journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of urgency to them and to the book.  As a reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am reading on the journey to solve their mystery.  I want to give that to my readers.

Q.  What are you working on at the moment?
A.  Grey River has so many stories to tell, and I am currently working on book seven of this series. When I sat down to start writing this book, I had a story in mind and had assumed it would be a particular story.  But, I was a little taken a back when I started to write about a female character I had yet encountered.  And I was shocked as hell when she turned out to be the Fated mate of two characters I hadn’t realized even had a story to tell yet!  I am also writing Ryan and Ariana’s story in The Sherriff and his Air Goddess which is book three in my Shifters of Freedom Springs series.  I love the mythological angle of this series!  There are only 2 books after this one in the series so things are definitely heating up for the Elementals and the stakes were never higher!

Q.  Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?
A.  If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much!  It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it!  Did you?  Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing.  If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!

 Author bio:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand.  She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father. 
Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books.  Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library.  She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.
In January of this year, Maia submitted her first ever manuscript to Siren Publishing.  She wasn’t at all confident that it would be accepted and in fact she was expecting a nicely worded email with a resounding no!  Much to her surprise less than two weeks later she had an acceptance and a signed contract in hand.  Since then she hasn’t looked back and currently has three books in her Grey River series set for publication.
Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook!  Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.  She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.
Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can.  As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

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