Tuesday, 15 January 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #ProtectingBree #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:
I don’t need protecting.  I need my family to be safe. 
They are being held hostage and it’s my fault for my bad taste in men.  Whether I like it or not, G Force Five is my family’s best chance for survival. The problem is, their orders to protect me come from a ruling body I don’t trust.
Now, when I’m alone with them, it seems the only thing I need protection from is myself and the way these five men make me feel. Their idea of protection is vastly different from mine. 
And yet I need them.
All of them.



Excerpt
          I rested one hand, flat palmed on the solid muscle of Dare’s chest and felt the accelerated beat of his heart beneath my touch.  An awareness sizzled its way up my arm to lodge in my chest and radiate outwards.  “I’ve never been attracted to more than one man at a time before.  Now I feel attracted to all five of you.  Does that make me a bad person?”
          “I’d say that makes you a lucky person.  Because we all want to love you.”
          I was more than ready for his kiss, desperate for it really, and it didn’t disappoint.  His mouth slanted over mine, exploring soft and gentle, as if seeking all my secrets.  My nipples tingled as my chest molded to his. 
          He took my free and placed it on the front of his jeans, making his desire known.  I cupped his package tenderly, loving the masculine bulge beneath my hand.  My nails raked it teasingly through the denim as our kiss deepened.  He unzipped my hooded vest, wrestled it off me and tossed it aside, all without breaking the hungry contact of our lips. 
          We were both breathing heavily as we drew apart to gulp in air before our mouths met and mated with fervent need.  I raised his hands to my needy breasts and almost gasped at the sensation as his talented fingers played with my nipples before he slid his hands under my shirt and tugged it over my head.
          My mouth went dry when he pulled off his shirt.  I’d seen him working out, but up close his chest was magnificently sculpted, fine-honed defined pecs lightly sprinkled with dark hair.  A taut six-pack skimmed his ribs and lower, disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. 
          My hands flew there now, unfastened them and lovingly lowered the zipper, releasing his gorgeous cock from its confines.  Then I spotted a pair of rawhide leather chaps.  My libido went nuts. 
          I grabbed them off the hook.    “I need to fuck you wearing these and nothing else.”
          He obligingly stepped out of his boots and jeans and into the chaps.  The leather belt sat low on his lean waist. 
          “Turn around!”  He did so slowly, teasingly, flexing the tight white globes of his ass before he faced me with his balls and cock deliciously displayed. 
          “Coming for a ride?”
          “In a minute.”  Because I’d spotted another prop.  A riding crop. 


Protecting Bree is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 



Also from the G Force 5 Series


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Coming, January 29, 2019
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About the Author:
Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time.  

Saturday, 12 January 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #redeemingJenna #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:

I run from one man who wants me dead, into the arms of five others. 
They call themselves G Force Five; a powerful weapon against corruption.
Safe in their midst I am cherished, loved, redeemed.  
I, in turn, love them all.
But evil forces conspire to control them. 
They are wounded.  They are my saviors.
Who will save them?




Excerpt:
Copyright @ 2018 by Kaely Steel  All rights reserved
         
          The gym’s recessed lights made Ledger’s tousled blond hair glow like a halo.  I hardly dared believe he was really here.  His breath fanned my face.   My heart was racing at a gallop.  I smelled mating in the air and the prospect flooded me with waves of anticipation.
          “Who decided who walked through that door just now?” I asked.
          “We all did.  We do everything together.”
          “Everything?”  My nipples pebbled as my insides softened. 
          He dipped his head in a slight bow of old-world courtesy.  “If that’s what milady would like.”
          Oh, my.  The room temperature suddenly hiked, like ten degrees. 
          He picked me up in his arms and carried me over to the pull-up bar.  “Hold on.” 
          I obediently stretched my arms up over my head to reach.  The tips of my toes barely grazed the floor.  The second I had my hands wrapped around the cold metal he tugged my tights over my hips and down my legs so I could kick them aside.  Before I had a chance to move, he secured my wrists to the bar with yoga straps, tight enough that I couldn’t free my hands. 
          This was definitely getting interesting.  “I take it you have something specific in mind?” 
          He slapped my bare ass with the flat of his palm.  Not hard, just enough to make me aware of my naked, vulnerable state and send a shot of sensation radiating to the juncture of my thighs.  My clit, already stimulated from my earlier attention, pulsed anew.  I felt a slick dampness spread like heated honey from my inner lips. 
          He slapped me again, harder this time and I felt fresh waves of heat building.  My breasts tingled, aching to be touched.  My clit was on fire with need.  Ledger bent and kissed my ass, then nipped each cheek gently with his teeth before running his tongue up and down the seam. 
          I squirmed in need.  My pussy was dripping.  “Please,” I moaned.
          He circled me to stand before me.  “Please what?”
          “Please touch me.” 
          “Where?  Your yummy ass?  Your perky tits?  Or lower?”  He pressed the heel of his hand against my mound, then laughed and withdrew it when I tried to open my legs.  To urge his touch where I needed it most. 
          He cupped the globes of my ass and pulled my hips into him.  I could feel his hard, hot erection beneath the zipper of his jeans.  I moaned in frustration and tugged at my bonds.  Wanting, needing, to touch him.
          “Everywhere!”  It was a cry. 
          A plea. 
          A command.
          “Everywhere?  I might need some help with that.  Who should be invited in here with us, Jenna?”
          I could hardly breathe or swallow.  They were there watching.  All of them!  And I could have more than one.  “You pick.”
          “No way, Jenna.  Lady’s choice.”           
          I wanted them all!







 About the author:

Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time. 








REDEEMING JENNA  is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 


Coming NEXT in the G Force 5 Series


Coming January 15, 2019
Pre-order HERE


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE




Tuesday, 8 January 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #redeemingJenna #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:

I run from one man who wants me dead, into the arms of five others. 
They call themselves G Force Five; a powerful weapon against corruption.
Safe in their midst I am cherished, loved, redeemed.  
I, in turn, love them all.
But evil forces conspire to control them. 
They are wounded.  They are my saviors.
Who will save them?




Excerpt:
Copyright @ 2018 by Kaely Steel  All rights reserved

          Here at the ranch my soul was feeling exceptionally well-tended.  I’ve always adored the company of men and this group was something special.  They exuded a unique essence that I couldn’t get enough of. 
          Right now they were nowhere in sight.  No doubt they were huddled some place private, choosing which world wrongs to put right next.  I smiled at the thought.  My very own super heroes.  I wondered if they had a name.  If not, I should come up with one.  Except that would require thought on my part.
          Vowing not to think, I changed into my work-out gear and found my way to the lower level where the gym was every bit as luxurious as I remembered.  One entire wall was covered in floor to ceiling mirrors with the floor in front of it cushioned by rubber mats. 
          One thing I didn’t remember from my earlier tour was a shiny silver dance pole beckoning to me from the far end.  Did they bring in strippers for their own private viewing?   I grabbed hold of the pole and did a half-twirl.  Damn, I needed some music. 
          As if on cue, ceiling speakers sprang to life.  A sultry jazz piece flowed over me, making movement instinctual.  I kicked off my shoes and wrapped one leg around the pole, attempting an experimental spin.  
          As I moved, I took a closer look at the mirrors.  What if those mirrors were two-way glass?  Which one of my heroes might be on the other side, watching me? 
          Dark and brooding Wulff? 
          Blond Viking Ledger? 
          Scarred and handsome Hart? 
          Soulful green-eyed Pierce? 
          Or the blue-eyed Dare devil?
          Excitement raced through me with a rush of warmth.  I grew flushed at the thought of any or all of them watching.  My girl parts tingled.  Who didn’t love to tease and be teased? 
          The tempo of the music changed, grew faster and more vibrant, and with a pulsing beat that matched the heated blood thrumming through my veins.
          With a talent I didn’t know I possessed, I continued my flirty, provocative foreplay with the dance pole as my partner, fueled by lust.  Lust for the five men who were tasked with my care and well-being.   
          Beneath my thin stretchy bra-top my breasts ached with want and I rasped a fingernail across the nipples, feeling the resultant rush of heat between my thighs.  I freed my breasts, fondled them lovingly, then unzipped the front of the top and spun it overhead in my best stripper move before I released it.  My top flew through the air and landed off to the side, the one splash of pink in this black and grey male enclave.   
          Topless, I felt totally free and uninhibited as I continued my sultry, gyrating movements, admiring the way my naked breasts dipped and swayed in time to the music.  As gracefully as possible I slithered my way to the floor and lay on my back with my legs wrapped up the pole.  I lifted my hips off the ground, writhing in time to the music as if I was fucking the pole. 
          Were my men watching?  Were they getting hot like me? 
          Heat pooled within the confines of my peek-a-boo spandex.  I rolled onto my stomach and arched my back, head thrown back, breasts front and center.  I rolled over and did a few spins on my ass before I straddled the pole, legs wide open.  I pivoted from hip to hip so the hard metal caressed my clit through the spandex while I played with my breasts, head back, hair brushing my shoulders while my heavy-lidded gaze remained glued to the mirror. 
          I knew they were watching! 
          I could sense their lust emanating from the other side of the mirror, fogging the glass.  They’d be hard for me.  Wanting me. 






 About the author:

Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time. 








REDEEMING JENNA  is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 


Coming NEXT in the G Force 5 Series


Coming January 15, 2019
Pre-order HERE


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE




Saturday, 5 January 2019

#NewRelease: DOWN & DIRTY: LINC (Dirty Angels MC, bk 9) by Jeanne St. James #MCRomance #Contemporary


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5 Star Amazon review: “Like eating popcorn laced with crack - From the first page, first sentence, I was hooked. This book just doesn’t stop. It is nonstop drama and action. It beat me down, messed me up and then built me back up again. This is, IMO, the most emotional one of the series, although Axel and Bella are right up there.”



Down & Dirty: Linc
Dirty Angel MC, Book 9

By USA Today Bestselling Author Jeanne St. James

Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance


Or FREE on Kindle Unlimited


Blurb:

Welcome to Shadow Valley where the Dirty Angels MC rules. Get ready to get Down & Dirty because this is Linc’s story…

For Linc, life was easy. But life’s about to change.

The Dirty Angels MC is Linc’s life. The club his family. His lifesaver when he’d been drowning. Being a part of the club makes life easy for him. He wakes up, rolls out of bed, heads downstairs for grub, booze, women, whatever, before hitting the bar at night for work.

But then there’s Jayde. A dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty, a college graduate and an aspiring attorney. The first time he’d seen her hips swaying through church, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Since then, they’ve circled each other for years. But Jayde deserves better than him, so he’s kept her at arm’s length. Linc has nothing to offer her, while she’s poised to take on the world.

Not only that, she’s dangerous. Her father’s a cop. Her brother, too. Even worse, her oldest brother is the club president. And that’s the most dangerous of all. No matter how much he wants to touch her, smell her, taste her, make her his, he knows he’ll take his life into his own hands by doing so.

Jayde’s torn between her family and the forbidden pull of both Linc and the DAMC. Will a mistake they make finish destroying the Jamisons? Or will it heal the long-time rift between the club and her family?

Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, biker slang, cursing, some violence and, of course, an HEA. If you like alpha males who like to take charge, this book is for you.


Excerpt:

Linc’s gaze slid to Jayde and he realized she was eyeballing him. Hard. With narrowed eyes.
Fuck.
He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but it was determined to stick right where it had landed.
Suddenly, all the trepidation he’d been feeling about this meeting, all the dread that had twisted his gut for days, sluiced off him like a cold shower. He shook himself mentally to rid himself of any remaining doubt.
Fuck. This. Shit.
He placed his beer bottle on the floor next to the stool and jumped to his feet. With three long strides, he was at the couch, grabbing Jayde’s arm and pulling her from it.
“What—” she squeaked in surprise.
Axel jumped up from the couch, his hand landing on his holster.
Z’s stool fell backwards with a clatter as he stood quickly. “What the fuck!”
Linc lifted a palm. “Just need to talk to Jayde. Alone.” Then he began to drag her across the room and toward the door.
“No. I’ve got nothing to say to—”
“We’re talking and doing it right fuckin’ now. And not in front of your fuckin’ family. No one else’s making decisions for us. No one knows what’s fuckin’ best for us but us. Got me?”
Her mouth dropped open and he didn’t wait for her to respond. He yanked open the door and pulled her through it.
“You can talk down in the bakery!” Sophie yelled. “We’ll make sure the boys stay up here and leave you two alone.”
With a grunt, Linc slammed the door shut and pointed down the steps. “Go. Now.”
“But—”
“No lip, woman. Fuckin’ go downstairs. Go!”
With a frown and pursed lips, she made her way carefully down the stairs, through the bakery’s kitchen and out into the dark shop. He followed closely behind, picking up whiffs of her scent as she moved. Something sweet and light.
She started to reach for something on the wall, but he stopped her. He grabbed her wrist and spun her around, slamming her into his chest. He moved her back until she was pinned against the wall and then he dropped his head until his lips were right above hers.
“You listen to me, woman, and you listen good.


About the Author:

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

To keep up with her busy release schedule check her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup

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