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I hope you all read that heading like the Pigs in Space opening from The Muppet Show. If you didn’t, go back and read it that way now. Go on. I’ll wait.

Back?

Awesome.

Now, having teased coitus in the stars, let me hit you with the details. I have a new release. An erotic sci-fi novella called Deadly Pleasure: Mercy Book Two. It follows on the heels of Highest Bidder: Mercy Book One (who’da thunk it) but can be totally read alone. I love this story. It is, I think, my favourite sci-fi romance. I totally let my brain and muse run riot together while writing this one and the end result is a totally twisted mix of Star TrekDoctor Who, Cherry 2000 and weird stuff only one can only find in my head. It’s really really erotic, a tad violent and, I’m perversely proud to say, made my editor cry.

deadlypleasure_msrDeadly Pleaasure (Mercy Book Two)

No one on Spaceport Mercy knows who Corvan Jareth really is. Everything about the bouncer at The Steam, the port’s most popular bar, is shrouded in mystery. The only certainty—don’t piss him off if you value your limbs. And definitely don’t mess with Emylie, his equally mysterious companion, if you value your life. That’s all anyone knows, and that’s the way Corvan likes it.

So who’s the woman in skintight red leather who suddenly appears on Port Mercy? The one with the massive partner known only as Forty-Two? The one asking questions about the secretive bouncer? And why do her eyes burn with familiar hunger when she finally finds him?

Corvan Jareth’s dark past is about to catch up with him. And it couldn’t be more dangerous. Or erotic.

Publisher’s Note: This book was previously published elsewhere under the title Hidden Phase, but has been extensively revised for EC.

EXCERPT (A Very Naughty One)

Sector Seven A, Fourth Quadrant, Secular System

His tongue stabbed into her pussy, its slightly rough surface playing over the throbbing knot of her clit. There was nothing gentle about the wickedly abrasive penetration and she didn’t want it any other way. Strong, hard fingers gripped her hips, held her both to the firm sleeping pallet and a mouth in the process of launching her to sexual rapture.

Falynn Mavek, premier Unit Zero Agent, gazed blindly at the ceiling of her quarters, the bone-stroking vibrations of her ship’s hyper-drive engines magnifying the waves of exquisite pleasure rolling through her body. Every nerve ending thrummed with the building energy of her rapidly approaching orgasm. An orgasm promising to be the first of many. When it came to climaxes, Forty-Two always delivered.

Her clit was a swollen button of sensitive flesh, the conduit for every jolt of wet heat the tip of his tongue seared into her core. Falynn bit down on her lip, the sharp self-inflicted pain an automatic ploy to derail the moans clawing at her throat. No matter how good it was—and sex with Forty-Two was always very, very good—she never made a sound during sex.

It wasn’t the years of brutal training under the aegis of the Unit’s most notorious master agent that had her muzzling her pleasure. She never relinquished control of her emotions. Not anymore.

Perhaps because the last time she’d expressed her pleasure during sex, her lover had walked away and never came back.

Everyone said Thanatos was dead, but she didn’t believe it. She couldn’t believe it. How could he be? He was too good. Too fast. Over and over she’d seen him defy the laws of time and physics. He was unbeatable. Untouchable.

Except by her. That once.

Damn him to all the hells, he’d probably gotten the Itillian Slap he’d wanted from some other female. If so, she hoped he really was dead. She hoped he’d died thirsty.

The tongue in her cunt stopped its delicious, orgasm-inducing action and the fingers curled harder into her hips. “Stop thinking.” Forty-Two’s deep voice rumbled with potent power and undeniable command.

“How do you know I’m thinking?” she ground out, teeth clenched, pulse quick in her neck.

He chuckled against her pussy, the rumble vibrating into her core and making her breath catch. “You know how.”

He thrust his tongue deeper, past her folds, and she bit her lip again. Each time Forty-Two claimed her body, he did everything in his power to break her silence. It had become a personal challenge. She didn’t mind. It burned away the emptiness of her existence. It torched the ache in her chest where her wounded heart thumped. It made him do things to her she’d never let any living soul do before. Not even—

She cut the painful thought dead, focusing instead on the feel of Forty-Two’s tongue and now—Kiirs give her strength—finger in her cunt. No. Make that two fingers. Each long digit squirmed and wriggled inside her, seeking the sweet spot within as his tongue retreated to roll again and against over her throbbing clit. She shoved her hips higher, forcing her sex harder to his mouth, letting the exquisite fire licking through her body consume her. Almost.

She would never relinquish control completely. Not again. Once was enough.

“Stop thinking and let me make you forget.”

Forty-Two’s growl sent a shiver up Falynn’s spine and her nipples pinched tight. She looked down her body into his eyes, unable to miss the furious light burning in their blue depths. His desire blazed like an inferno there, and in those flames she saw a determination and hunger so powerful, her throat squeezed shut. Kirs. If only…

She balled her fists, killing the futile wish as ruthlessly as she killed her targets. He may be the only one even close to making her scream again, but he could never destroy her pain.

She pumped her hips, needing him to scour away the old hurt building in her heart. She needed to come. She needed to feel something apart from nothing. “Get out of my head and finish the job.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Don’t call me sir.”

“Yes, Proserpina.”

“Don’t call me that either.”

Forty-Two chuckled again, the sound both bitter and warm, before—thank Kiirs—he returned his very talented mouth to her sex. He sucked at her clit, nibbled and nipped with his teeth. She bucked, choking back a gasp. He dug his fingers into her flesh and jerked her butt off the mattress, stabbing her anus with his tongue. Her back arched under the overwhelming sensations, forcing shoulders and feet against the sleeping pallet as her fisted hands scrabbled for a hold in the bunched sheets.

You can currently buy Deadly Pleaasure at Ellora’s Cave (click here) Amazon (click here) and (soon…hopefully) Barnes and Noble and All Romance Ebooks :)

Pleasing the Doctor winners

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I put all the commenters names in a hat (yes I actually do this) and had my Princess and Cherub pull one out each. So without further ado, the winners of a copy of PLEASING THE DOCTOR are…

Tracy Wood and

Bernadette!!!!

Thank you both for taking the time to visit my blog and enter the competition. I’ll be emailing you shortly to arrange for delivery of the prize.

Commiserations to all those who didn’t win in this occasion. But I’ll be doing more giveaways over the next couple of months when Unforgettable Summer releases, so stick around!

Have a good weekend,

Sami

Who Is Sexier: The cover edition

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Today we’re playing with one of Lexxie’s favorite blog post themes:  Who Is Sexier?

Technically, this post should read: Which Is Sexier?

Why, you ask?

Because instead of people or characters, we’re focusing on four of the Divas’ Coming Soon book covers.

So, dear readers, it’s all up to you. Tell us which cover is sexier, and you stand to win a book of your choice from any one of the Divas’ backlist:

Choice no 1: Rhian’s December release: 7 Minutes in Heaven

Choice no 2: Lexxie’s October release, Steady Beat

Choice no 3: Sami’s November release, Unforgettable Summer

Choice no 4: Jess’s October release, Rhythm Of My heart

So, waddya think?

Jess

The Contest Continues…

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pleasingthedoctor_msrI posted about this at my blog the other day and promised I would also mention it here for those who missed it. Read on for your chance to win a naughty novella!

I’m pleased to announce that my naughty little BDSM elements novella is finally available at all third party sites, including Amazon! Anyone who has been waiting to get it in Kindle format you are now free to do so. Yay!

To celebrate, I thought I’d give away two copies of Pleasing the Doctor to two lucky commenter.

So what is Pleasing the Doctor about? Alice is a divorcee who hasn’t had sex since she left her husband, and figures a no strings one night stand is in order to get her back in the sexual race. Too bad her blind date is a total dud. Enter Dr Damien De Luca, a doctor from out of town (or so she thinks) who chases off her bad date and proceeds to take her on a kinky journey that shows her the submissive side of herself.

But can a woman who had to fight hard for independence really get into a relationship with a guy who expects obedience?

I think Alice is going to have fun finding out, don’t you? :)

Pleasing the Doctor is now available at Ellora’s Cave, Booktopia, Barnes & Noble, ARe, Amazon or your favourite e book retailer.

Below are five of my favourite snippets from the book. Vote for the best  in the comments for your chance to win one of two copies of the book:

1. Heat spiraled inside her, expanding like a phoenix that rose, wings stretching, from the ashes of her once healthy sexual appetite. Flames flickered to life, fanned by the weight of Damien’s hand resting on her thigh. On top of the dress, not under it like Ron, yet it seemed so, so much more intimate.

2.  She didn’t even want to imagine how Damien De Luca would behave if he wasn’t holding back.

That was a lie. She did want to, was already imagining it in fact. He was the take-charge type. If they were alone he’d have her pinned to the wall by now, his mouth on hers, his hands… Her breathing quickened as she pictured all the places she’d be willing to let him put his hands. Basically everywhere. And his tongue—his impossibly arrogant, clever tongue. She wanted that everywhere too.

Her nether regions throbbed, a hard pulse of base lust. She was hot for him. A complete stranger who’d barely touched her and she was fired up like a race car that had been held back in the pit too long.

3.  Still without looking at him, Alice gathered her evening bag from where she’d hooked it over the back of the barstool and stood. “Well, that was…” She had no words, something that would have shocked her ex-husband Cal. He always told her she talked everything to death, that it took all the fun out of things. Not so boring now, am I, Cal? Boring people didn’t let strangers finger them in public. She was pretty sure it was against the boring person code.

4.  “It’s been over a year, so forgive me if I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.”

Damien loosened his grip on her, gave her a little space. “You want me to be gentle with you?”

“God, no.” Alice struggled not to blush again as Damien laughed at her blurted response.

He released her entirely and stepped back, eyeing her as though seeing her for the first time. “You know, I think I really like you.”

Alice shrugged, using humor to pretend she wasn’t warmed by the declaration as she followed him farther into the room. “You’re quite lickable yourself.”

He cocked a brow at her intentional mispronunciation. “Tell you what, I’ll let you lick anything you want…if you take off your dress.”

5.  “Don’t be scared. I got carried away but I can slow down if you need me to. It’s hard because you’re so sexy. And so beautifully submissive.” He angled her head back so he could look at her. “You had no idea, did you?”

Alice’s lips trembled. Her voice did too. “I h-have a good job. I’m a team leader at a bank. I have my own money. I left a marriage that didn’t make me happy.” Realizing her cheeks were wet, Alice hid her face in his shoulder once again. “I’m not weak,” she finished, ignoring the fact that physically, right now, she was just that. Weak and tremulous and needy.

“I know you’re not. You’re strong—strong enough for me.”

So what do you think? Let me know!

Sami

PS I’ll leave this comp open until Friday and announce the winners here!

Ahoy, Maties!

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It’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day!!!!

Well, this has to be the dumbest day of all days in the calendar year. But nevertheless… Arrrrgh, matey. Let’s get in the spirit o’ things, eh?

As romance readers and writers, we have to love pirates. They’re the outlaws of the open ocean, our rebellious rogues in rags and the lecherous, lusty lovers of many a libidinous lady’s lewd fantasy. And why not?

Warning: gratuitous Johnny Dep picture ahead

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You knew I was going to do it :).

I also thought in honour of this special day I’d share a never before shared, sneaky, sexy snippet Sunset Knight. Because I wrote a pirate fantasy in it and it’s apropos for the day. And because I’m out of alliteration for now.

So just for fun, here’s a HOT excerpt, never before seen by anyone who hasn’t read the whole book, of my chef/sailor/bad boy/pretend pirate hero, Brody Nash, seducing his lovely lady love Lana (oh look, there was one more in me after all).

Sunset Knight: Excerpt

“Ah-ah. I told you not to do that, sweetness,” he admonished. When he rose to his knees above her he appeared big, dominating and thrillingly dangerous. He began unbuckling his belt. “Do I have to take more drastic measures?”

Lana’s throat went dry as his meaning began to sink in. Would he go so far as to tie her up? Her pulse accelerated out of control. “Is this where you turn into the big bad pirate and kidnap the innocent general’s daughter to use her as a love slave?”

His dark brows formed surprised curves. “Do you want it to be?” God, did she? Like anyone else, she’d had fantasies. Abduction by a sexy pirate was an old favorite, but Lana had never thought for a minute she might live something like that out.

Brody smiled at her hesitation, running the belt over her stomach, her breasts. The tactile pleasure made her nipples draw tighter. Brody let out a soft groan and reached out to tweak one. “I’d never do anything you didn’t want to do.”

Realizing he wasn’t going to force the issue made her feel safer with him. She said, “That’s not your reputation, Captain.”

His brows hiked again, his lips twitching. “I wasn’t aware I had a reputation.”

“Oh, you do. People warned me about you. They said if ever I got into your clutches I’d be very, very sorry.”

“That’s rude of people, not giving a man a chance to redeem himself. You shouldn’t have listened.” He held her wrists against the bed head and began looping the belt around them. “Now I’ll have to keep you here a while, until you admit they’re all wrong.”

Lana’s heart thundered. It amazed her that she was doing this, and she couldn’t contain the buzz dancing through her. “I’ll never admit that.”

“You will.” He pulled the belt tight, strapping her securely to the wrought iron. His gaze passed over her face and for a moment Lana could swear he really was a rogue with nothing but wicked intentions. “When I’m finished with you. Until your ransom is paid, you’re mine to do with as I wish.”

Locating the zip of her skirt, Brody parted it and slid the garment down her legs. His touch on her bared flesh was confident, peremptory. “You have a very nice pussy. I’m going to enjoy using it, pleasuring it. I’m going to make you scream for me.”

Lana had to bite her lip to stop a moan escaping. “I’ll never let you touch me.” Her voice was not nearly as strident as she’d aimed for.

“Why not? Has a man never touched you here?”

“Of course not.” She strove for indignant affront. “I’m as pure as fresh snow.”

He laughed softly, tracing his finger around her plump, juicy folds. “Not from where I’m sitting. Your legs are spread so wide you’re practically begging me to taste your sweet lips. Beg me, little one. Beg the nasty pirate to touch you and I’ll be gentle.”

“Never.”

He stopped her attempt to clamp her thighs shut, instead pushing them farther open and holding them securely to the bed. “Now, now. You don’t want me to have to tie your legs down too—or do you?”Sunset-Knight-Cover

The very thought made her core heat. Dear Lord, she’d let him do that in a heartbeat. But not this time. Now, she was too impatient to know the sensation of his mouth on her. “No, please don’t. I promise I’ll be good.”

“Oh, I know you will. It’s going to be so good, using you every which way I want, while you can’t do a thing to stop me. I’m going to show you how good it feels to be at a man’s service, little one.”

Shiver me timbers! I wanna be Lana.

The beauty of being digitally published, is that I can now tell you that Sunset Knight, although it was first published in 2009, is still available as a naughty backlist title from Samhain Publishing, Amazon and all your favourite places. No need to PIRATE it at all. He he he.

Aye, I’m off to search for buried treasure now (otherwise known to authors as begging the muse for good words).

Cheers, and AHOY!

Sami

 

WINNERS of the Sexy Aussie Grandfinal…

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…the first winner is, with a vote of 20 votes to 8….HUGH JACKMAN! Hugh is, as voted by you, the sexiest Aussie 😀

And now the second winner is….

June M.

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Sep 09, 2013 @ 12:08:57 [Edit]

HUGH!!!!

June, you win FOUR ebooks with Aussie heroes from us Divas, one ebook from each of us. Let us know which books you’d like and we will get them to you ASAP

Thank you everyone for playing along and helping us decide who is the sexiest Aussie.

Next week…Hmmm…maybe Who Is Sexier: the Muppet editions?

Hee hee hee

The Doctor is in the House!

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Yep, I just posted about this over at International Heat, and I’m saying it here too. Because it’s not every day you have a new release and I don’t want anyone to not hear me. YOU CAN HEAR ME CAN’T YOU???

Pleasing the Doctor is now available from Ellora’s Cave. Woohoo!

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Isn’t it a lovely cover?

And just to keep it interesting, I’m going to post a different snippet here from what I just posted over at International Heat. Go read that first, I’ll wait (there’s a hunky pic of Ryan Gosling in it for you. Go! Now!)

…….

Now, I’m going to give you another small snippet from the book that follows right on from the one I posted there. Here’s where we left off

Sex for the sake of sex and nothing more, with a walking, talking Ryan Gosling meme with edge. Hey girl, I’m going to rub your feet and feed you chocolate-coated strawberries, then I’m going to fuck you in five different positions and make you come repeatedly until you pass out.

The idea certainly had appeal.

“Think about it, Alice. Room 1208 at the Park Towers. I’ll be waiting.”


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Alice stood outside the door to 1208 so long she might well have worn a hole in the hotel-issue beige carpet. She’d thought the decision had been made when she walked across the street to the Park Towers, when she pushed the button for the twelfth floor in the lift. She realized now the real turning point was right here, right now, outside his door.

You can still turn back. Alice closed her eyes in an attempt to center herself, get to the truth of what she really wanted. The lack of visual stimuli intensified all the other sensations rioting inside her. Desire, intensely carnal, pumped through her blood, mixed with a nervous anticipation that produced sweaty palms. It was a potent combination that made her feel slightly seasick.

In the end the desire won—or maybe it was simply a case of being fed up with her own indecisiveness. Alice lifted her hand and knocked on the door.

When it swung back a few seconds later, Damien De Luca stood in the entryway wearing a self-assured smile and no shoes. Alice stared at his bare feet because facing that smile and not melting into the hall carpet seemed impossible. When she figured her staring would begin to seem odd, Alice forced her gaze to travel upward, over his dark trousers, the untucked tails of his striped shirt. He’d shucked his jacket and the ends of his purple tie dangled on either side of his open lapels.

The view of smooth, strong chest and rippled abs revealed by his loosened buttons almost did her in. She was pretty sure she whimpered.

Damien said, her name a question, “Alice?”

Alice replied, an answer to everything, “Yes.”

She stepped over the threshold and wound her arms around his neck, sagging against him. The heat of his bare chest penetrated her clothes and her breasts tingled. Damien—thank goodness—had the presence of mind to push the door shut.

He buried a hand in her hair. His grip was taut, enough to exert control without causing discomfort. He began to lay a trail of kisses over her face, gentle butterfly kisses that belied the tension coiled in his body.

He whispered, “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”

“I told myself not to…about thirty-eight times.”

“What made you come up?” He kissed the tip of her nose, a strangely affectionate gesture that caused Alice’s heart to trip in a way she didn’t want it to.

“Are you conducting a survey? Trying to improve your game?”

At her arch question he let out a disapproving grunt and gave her a sharp tap on the behind. “Can the sarcasm, Alice. I don’t want to spend all night working to get past your defenses.”

The little smack he’d given her sent sensation radiating outward. Her backside warmed, and at the prospect of all night, everything else did too.

Oooh, I want to keep reading. Do you?

Thanks for visiting,

Sami

 

 

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