Introducing Delilah Devlin! (Giveaway)

Hey there, Divas!

I'm thrilled to be here! Maybe you know me, maybe not. I've been writing forever (um, since 2000), and I've published a few stories (ah, around 180. I really need to count). I've written erotica, erotic romance, and very sexy sensual romances in every genre imaginable. 

Only way we're going to get to know each other is to just dive in. Tell me who you are, what you love to read, and, if you know me at all, what you'd love to see me write next! I'll give away a small Amazon gift card to one lucky commenter, so be sure to play!

In the meantime, I have three very recent releases I'd love to tell you about...

There's Big Sky SEAL, which readers are loving! Inside, there's a bounty hunter, a former SEAL, and a bomb dog with PTSD. What's not to love? If you're a Kindle Unlimited subscriber, you can pick it up for free!

Then there's Blue Collar, an anthology I curated filled with sexy stories of hardworking me. Both Jennifer Kacey and I have stories inside that big, fat book, too! Check it out! It's 297-pages of hotness and only $0.99!

Lastly, there's Four-Gone Conclusion. If you love Texas, cowboys, and brotherly menage, you're in for a treat! 

Blue Sky SEAL

Romance sparks between a bounty hunter and a SEAL on the hunt for an escaped terrorist...

A former military police dog handler, Jamie Burke, along with her former bomb dog Tessa, are still trying to adjust to civilian life. With a jaded, testy personality, Jamie has few friends. Now, a bounty hunter, she's tasked to help federal and local law enforcement search for an escaped terrorist in the Crazy Mountains of Montana. 

Former SEAL, Sky Reynolds can't believe Jamie Burke is part of the task force. The last time he saw her was in Afghanistan. Back then, he thought he'd never stand a chance with the pretty , ballsy blonde, sure she had someone waiting for her back home, But here she is, still single, still prickly as hell. Assigned to stick close to her and her dog Tessa during the hunt, he'll use the situation to get close. This time, he's not letting her slip away. 

When Jamie's captured by the terrorist, it's up to Sky, his fellow SEALs, and her motley crew of bounty hunters to save her...

Get your copy here!

Blue Collar: A Boys Behaving Badly Anthology

 

When it comes to love...Blue Collar is better!

It's time to set aside those sexy billionaires and enjoy stories about the everyday, even sexier bad boys you meet in real life. They may have dirty hands and wear tool belts and jeans instead of Rolex watches, but they're earthy alpha males unafraid to get down and dirty when face to face with a woman in need--whatever her need may be!

Just a few of the titillating stories inside...

In "Elevation" by Megan Mitcham, an always-in-control policewoman trapped in an elevator shaft gets a sexy rescue from the handsome repairman. A lonely woman drives a thousand miles to meet an oil field roughneck ready for a long night of laying pipe in Mia Hopkins' "We Drill Deep While Others Sleep". Jennifer Kacey shows the lengths to which an enterprising gal will go to get the owner of an oil change shop to check her fluids in "The Boss". And those are just a few of the sexy stories inside this collection about the everyday hero next door.

These are men who've built their powerful muscles from hard work rather than inside any gym, and they sure know how to use their hard-earned skills to pleasure a woman...

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Four-Gone Conclusion

Sometimes a cowboy needs a little help--or three brothers--to snare a wife...

Sam Logan's boys have a bad rep in Two Mule, Texas. Most of it earned. When it becomes clear his foster sons won't settle down without a nudge from him, he issues his challenge. Find a wife...

The oldest, Johnny, already had his eye on Mean Ellie Harker. Sam's challenge just gave him the gumption to ask her out. However, before he makes his move, the twins kidnap Ellie from under his nose. Now, he has to compete with three brothers for the woman he wants.

Ellie thought her prospects were drying up until Johnny Logan finally untangled his tongue and asked her out. When his brothers kidnap her and take her to the ranch, she's furious...then intrigued by the thought of four men bent on showing her what being their's would be like.

Get your copy here!

Guilt-free Pleasures with @elle_rush

I don’t believe in guilty pleasures. So long as it’s legal and everyone is of age, you should just enjoy whatever it is that makes you happy.

My not-guiltiest pleasure happens once every summer. This will be the fifth year in a row I’ve spent with my special pleasure, a bottle of wine, and two hours of my life that have to be experienced live and with an internet following to be believed.

Yes,

I’m talking about Sharknado. And live tweeting it on Twitter. (This year it will be on Sunday, August 6^th if you’d like to watch with me.)

I wait all year for this, folks. I love it. It’s hysterical. And I’ve learned how to improve upon my viewing experience since the first one. (Hint: it involves wine). It also helps to have phenomenal typing speed to keep up with cameos, horrible dialogue, and cheesy visuals.  It’s the most fun I have watching television.

There are rules to not-guilty pleasures:

1. Alcohol may or may not be involved. For Sharknado viewing, I advise you to start drinking at least half an hour before it begins. You need at least two glasses of wine to get into the movie.
2. A measurable amount of productivity is not required. That is what makes it a pleasure and not an obligation or a job.  In the case of Sharknado, logic isn’t required either. In fact, applying logic lessens the pleasure of it. Don’t be a pleasure-taker-away-er. Just go with it. It’s easier that way.
3. You are not the only person who enjoys this pleasure. Sharknado was such an unexpected hit, actors begged for the chance to do cameos in the sequel. Find your tribe and then party with them till the sharks come home.
4. It’s more fun if you watch with friends – either in person or online. The sheer level of Sharknado ridiculousness is too much for one person to handle alone.
5. Your pleasure may not be somebody else pleasure and that is okay, but don’t feel bad about it being yours.

In fact, I wrote a love letter to this particular pleasure of mine, and called it ACTION HERO. It comes out on June 20^th. It doesn’t have sharks, but it does have rabid, cyborg, panda assassins. I hope you check it out, because in addition to some killer dialogue there is some very hot romance and a happily ever after of epic proportions.

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Nobody in Hollywood takes cable television star Glinda Crawford seriously, and that’s not going to change with her next movie. What started off as a serious drama has descended into a cheesy flick about rabid, cyborg, panda assassins, and she can’t escape the insanity. 

Mike Mosley has it all worked out. He's leveraged his teen-age TV heartthrob days into a successful adult acting career. But the first week on the set of his new movie with his Olympus co-star Glinda has him second-guessing everything: the plan, his single status, and just how dangerous robot pandas can be. 

When script shenanigans spill into the real world, the attraction Glinda and Mike have been faking turns into a hot, real-life adventure. If they can survive this movie, they can survive anything together. However, the shocking finale surprises them both.

Only $2.99 on Amazon - Kobo – iBooks – Nook 

Greetings, Divas! Please allow me to introduce myself…

Hi all, I’m so excited to have a spot on Decadent Divas every month.

Oh, let me introduce myself. I’m Scarlett Sanderson, erotic romance author, part-time librarian and sexual submissive.

I’ve been writing and publishing for the past 12 years (gosh, actually saying it out loud makes it feel like a very long time!). I started off with small publishers such as The Wild Rose Press and Phaze before publishing with Ellora’s Cave…*swiftly moving on*…I am currently self-publishing all of my old titles and working on new books.

I live in England with my wonderful husband (who also happens to be my Dom). I’m completely book obsessed, hence my day job as a librarian. I love a nice cup of tea, cake and chocolate.

I’ve been a submissive for 10 years and tend to write about Dom/sub dynamics in my books. Although my stories may have contemporary, historical or paranormal settings, they are all erotic romances. I love writing about BDSM – even if I don’t intend to include any in my stories, BDSM always sneaks in. What can I say, I LOVE writing about kinky sex!

Interested in kinky sex and alpha heroes?

Then you might like a few of my latest releases…

Wicked Game

Librarian Ruth wants something wicked. Something a nice girl would never wish for—to be taken, tied up and forced into pleasure. Hands bound, blindfolded—she wants, needs, to be utterly helpless as a man to take her again and again. But not just any man. Ruth’s darkest fantasies always star Dominic Sullivan.

Dominic knows it’s wrong but he can’t help himself. Whenever he’s around Ruth, he longs to bend her over or force her to her knees, to give her pleasure and take his in return. After overhearing her confess that she wants someone to abduct her for raw, primal pleasure, he hatches a plan that will give them both what they most desire. It’s a wicked game they’re playing, a game Dominic plans to win.

Especially since the ultimate prize isn’t just Ruth’s body—it’s her heart.

Previously published with Ellora’s Cave

Available from Amazon.com | Amazon.co.uk

Free for Kindle Unlimited subscribers!

Beg Me

First book in the scorching hot romance series, Masters of Decadence…

Tessa dreams about being tied up and tantalized with pleasure. She longs for a man to take control, to drive her wild with need. But she’s never been able to let go and indulge in her most forbidden desires.

The second Jared sees Tessa, he wants her. Her fierce intelligence and repressed sensuality call to him, make him burn with a passion he hasn’t felt in years.

Jared offers Tessa a deal—for a month, they’ll play a game of desire. He’ll make her beg, make her moan, make her want things she never knew existed. No strings attached.

But when he can’t get enough of Tessa’s scent, her taste, her touch, he realizes what he really wants is her love…

Publisher’s Note: This story was previously published by Ellora’s Cave.

Available from Amazon.com | Amazon.co.uk

Free for Kindle Unlimited subscribers!

Next month I’ll be revealing my cover for the first book in the super-hot Mission Pleasure BDSM series, Claiming Ruby.

Have a great month!

Scarlett

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Hello, Divas! I am thrilled to meet you.

Hello,

I am Rose C. Carole, and I am so excited to be a part of the Decadent Divas blog with these amazing authors. I write BDSM romance and my Kitchen Confession series is about four chefs in the Catered Affairs kitchen. Each chef gets her own standalone book, but being such good friends, the chefs show up in one another’s stories. In the kitchen they work hard creating fabulous food and a camaraderie that creates a cocoon around them. God help the man who tries to hurt one of them—he faces the wrath of them all. At the Playground, the exclusive BDSM club they all belong to, they explore the world of Dominance and submission, as each woman strives to find the man who can engage her in a loving power-exchange relationship that feeds her soul.

Catering to His Needs is the first in the series. It is Rebecca’s story, the primary owner of Catered Affairs. She’s divorced with a 14-year-old son who is angry about the divorce. She’s also having a relationship with Ethan, but she is reluctant to introduce him to her son, which doesn’t make Ethan happy. Ethan has problems of his own—a brother who is constantly getting into trouble and needing Ethan to help him out. As their lives spiral out of control, will Rebecca and Ethan be able to make it all work?

On sale on Amazon for $.99 for a limited time.

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Come visit me on my website to learn more about me and my books and if you’d like, to sign up for my newsletter. I am a caterer myself and love to talk about food, so not only will I share news about my books and authors I like, I will share recipes and tips on food. Please join me at roseccarole.com

One thing i’d like to do here as well is tell you about books I’m reading. I got an advance copy of The Red by Tiffany Reisz, which is coming out on July 11. If you are into erotic romance, this is a must-read. 

The Red is subtitled An Erotic Fantasy, and is it ever. Get ready to enter a unique erotic world as only Reisz can do it. Mona is in danger of losing her art gallery until Malcolm walks into her world and makes her an offer: Submit to him for a whole year and he will help her save her gallery. Desperate, Mona agrees, and she is brought into the art world in a unique way: Before each of Malcolm’s visits, he designates a painting that they will role play. As the fantasies become more and more complicated, Mona begins to fear she may have made a pact with the Devil.

This is an erotic romance that is heavy on the erotica. Using paintings to set up the role playing is such a fun idea, and Reisz weaves the intricate scenes into steamy hot encounters, drawing Mona into a relationship that is so compelling she becomes addicted to Malcolm. As do we. What painting will be next? Where is this all going? And how will Malcolm push Mona further in their erotic explorations with each visit? The answers to these questions become more and more delicious as you go along, the sexual tensions amping up to an orgasmic peak, and ending with satisfying aftercare. Take the journey. It’ll be so worth it. 

Website: roseccarole.com

Twitter:@roseccarole

Facebook www.facebook.com/rose.c.carole.73

My Glamorous Writing Life

I used to have this vision in my mind of authors who wrote erotica, clicking away at the keys while wearing silky lingerie and sipping a rich Cabernet. Sultry music playing, maybe some decadent chocolate-covered strawberries as a snack. Frequent breaks for self-pleasuring due to all those, ahem, steamy sex scenes.

After writing two romantic comedies, I decided to try my hand at erotic romance. However, because I’m a single mother to a teen boy, my writing reality is somewhat different than my idyllic vision.

I try to pen my words during his school day, but it often doesn’t happen. So, sometimes when I’m in the middle of a hot scene…She motioned for him to take off his pants which he quickly did, and when she wrapped her hand around his…

The door slams open. “Mom, where are you? I’m hungry.”

After padding to the kitchen in my flannel PJs (Yes, the ones I’ve worn now for two days straight) and throwing a Hot Pocket in the microwave, I try to get back into my sexy headspace.

“How was your day?” The boy stands behind me, munching on his Hot Pocket.

“It was good, now go away.”

Reads over my shoulder. “Is that the word cock?”

“What? No! Go away!” (I scramble to close the window.)

“It is!”

“I’m writing about a rooster.”

“Uh huh, sure. Oops.” (Some contents of the Hot Pocket leak onto the table, next to my laptop.)

“Really, dude?!”

He leaves the uneaten piece of his Pocket by the kitchen sink and plops down on the couch, blasting rap music from his phone. I remember I haven’t eaten in hours, so I wolf down his now-cold piece of Pocket and chase it down with my fourth cup of coffee, then return to finish my sex scene. But the foul rap lyrics coupled with SpongeBob SquarePants on the TV as background noise make for a very unsexy environment.

Sigh. There’s always tomorrow. Unless it’s summer vacation, in which case, I may have to start on a Captain Underpants-type of book instead.

Tiffany N. York lives in southern California with her spirited son, a diva Chihuahua, an ever-changing number of cats, and two screeching parakeets. She writes fiction to escape reality. Visit her website at www.tiffanynyorkauthor.com or on Facebook at www.facebook.com/tiffanynyorkauthor

Joy To His World-An Ex-Special Forces Dom and His Two Subs- #BDSM #RomanceNovel #MMF

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AVAILABLE: Tuesday, May 23rd

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Menage a Trois Paranormal Romantic Suspense, M/M/F, HEA]

Chris Spinell, Jilly Reimers, and Chris 'Nate' Poole are happily married. Now, living in a small town run by The Love Play Matchmaking Service, Chris Spinell hopes his family is safely away from the possible dangers that come from living in a big city.

Jilly and Nate cherish the life they have with Chris. They even love the fact that he is their Dom. BDSM gives them the structure and sense of belonging they've always wanted. However, life in Minaqua doesn't give Chris the peace of mind he needs in order to quell his anxieties. The scars from his time in Afghanistan run so deep, Chris' PTSD will not allow him to escape the fears that his family is at constant risk for harm.

When a stranger comes to town seeking to harm Jilly and Nate, Chris' protective instincts are put to the test. Will he deal with this reasonably, or will he do whatever it takes to defend his family, including breaking a solemn oath?

 A Siren Erotic Romance

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STORY EXCERPT

He thought about how far his life had come in such a short time. In less than ten years, he’d gone from an ex-Special Forces soldier searching for his place in the world, to an MIT graduate, to owning the second largest independently owned and operated software integration firm in Michigan. But all of that was nothing compared to the real change that happened when his sister had recommended that he join a dating service to cure his less-than-stellar love life. And Love Play had done that and much more. In their own mysterious way, they’d managed to look into his heart and find the man and woman of his dreams. Literally. The images of Jilly and Nate had haunted his dreams after he returned from Afghanistan. During that time, he didn’t know it was them, but after he met them and they spent the night together, he knew they were the ones. 

How his Eros, his matchmaker at Love Play, had known baffled him. Nevertheless, he was profoundly grateful that the man or woman, or whoever his Eros was, had put the three of them together. Now, they were married, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his life. Add to it that their love had become so deep that it had blossomed into a beautiful dominant-submissive relationship with them. 

The car’s internal phone rang. It was Jilly. He pressed the icon on the car’s dashboard screen and answered.

“Hi, honey, what’s up?” he asked. He was always glad to hear Jilly’s voice. 

He grasped his chest, hoping the ache would fade as he longed to see her. 

“I was going over the arrangements for the party,” she said. Her sweet voice was a dulcet tone that calmed him. 

“I’m thinking about how people should dress,” she said, “and the basic rules for the party.”

Jilly had the great idea to plan a Christmas party for them and their BDSM friends to be held at Love Play’s mansion. When she’d mentioned it in August, he hadn’t been wild about the idea. But after a lot of cajoling from her and Nate, they’d convinced him, and he’d given her the permission to go for it, which meant they were going to attend, too. 

“High protocol is not something we do, but there’s no reason that should stop other Doms from having that with their submissives. As for clothing, you know my rules for you, too. You aren’t allowed to wear anything too revealing. The only person allowed to see your ass is me and Nate, and that’s when he’s not in trouble.”

It wasn’t as if he made them walk around with bolts of fabric hanging off their bodies, but their sexuality belonged to him.

“Dueño, that was a long time ago,” Nate said, pouting.

“It won’t happen again.” 

Right after Chris had collared them, Nate bought Jilly a pair of tight jeans, high heels, and a shirt that was so form fitting it showed everything the Lord had blessed her with in the chest and told her to wear his prized choker collar. Chris had damn near had a heart attack when they came home from a late lunch in Cutlerville. 

Nate grinned and asked, “Doesn’t she look hot?” Once he’d regained the ability to speak, Chris’s only reply was, “Not as hot as your ass is gonna be once I hit it with my flogger.” He ordered them both to the bedroom, flogged Nate’s ass, paddled Jilly, then fucked them without allowing either of them to orgasm. To teach Nate a lesson for encouraging Jilly to dress immodestly, he hadn’t been allow to see her bare ass for two days or have sex with her.

Nate also had to cover his eyes with his hands when Jilly wore no clothes for two days. Whereupon, Nate vowed to never encourage her to wear inappropriate clothing again.

“Dueño, I know what your rules are for us. What about the party? Kink for everyone?”

He had no appetite for that yet. He cared for his friends, especially his army buddies, the Propietarios who were into BDSM, but he wasn’t ready to see them go all out. 

“This is casual, vanilla only. Leather is permitted but please do not go all out,” Chris said. 

“All right, got it.”

“How are you feeling?” he asked, worried. “Still feeling worn down?”

She was at home trying to get over the remnants of a cold that lingered, giving her all sorts of problems like a fever and upset stomach. She’d feel good one moment, and then, wham, she’d have to rest because she’d be too tired to move. Despite his protests, she refused to go to the doctor again.

“Somewhat.”

He sighed. “Don’t wear yourself out today. Get some rest. That’s an order. If you aren’t better by tomorrow, we’re going downtown.”

The DMC, Detroit Medical Center, was the major medical complex in the area. It was over an hour away, and he would gladly drive her to find out what was wrong. He was not willing to risk her well-being for her selfish pride or a dumb party. He hated when she was not feeling well or was in pain. He wanted to be able to shield her from the worst the world could give so she’d be able to live a life of love and happiness. She deserved that much and more. To say he loved her would be an understatement. Heck, it wouldn’t even describe the depths of his intense feelings for them. They owned him as much as he owned them. It didn’t feel right if they weren’t healthy and safe. 

“I will take it easy.”

“Okay. I love you,” Chris said. 

“Love you, too,” she replied. “Love you, too, Nate.”

“I’ll call you later on to see how you are doing,” Nate said. 

Chris ended the call. 

“Do you think she’ll obey?” Nate asked.

ADULT EXCERPT

“Tell me what you want, sweet stuff,” Chris said to Nate.

“Dueño, I want you to fuck me hard,” Nate said. “And I want to fuck Jilly-Bean and fill her tight pussy with my cum.”

“Very good, sweet stuff. That pleases me. Present yourself to me,” Chris said.

Nate opened his legs further, exposing his cock and balls to Chris. His cock jutted upward and twitched. 

“Do you like being my submissive?” Chris asked.

Nate’s mouth fell open. His eyes became partially lidded. He groaned with a hint of agony in his tone. “Yes, Dueño. Serving you makes me hard.”

“You keep me hard. Do you know that? You like keeping your owner hard?”

He nodded, and his eyes rolled backward. Chris knew his man was already starting to soar into subspace.

“Jilly-Bean, stand up,” Chris said. 

She stood. 

“Come to Dueño and suck my dick until I tell you to stop.”

She latched onto him. He fisted her hair and pulled her head away from his cock, craning her head back, exposing her creamy flesh. He hissed as he relished the satiny feel of her mouth as it enveloped his penis. There was something about the way she sucked his dick that made him want to lose control. 

“Up, Jilly-Bean.” He let go of her hair and helped her to her feet. “Go to the bed and lay on your stomach, legs apart and ass up. Nate, do not touch yourself.” 

Nate whimpered. 

Though his dick was wet from her saliva, Chris grabbed the lube off the nightstand. He flipped the cap and placed some on his fingers and spread it liberally around her anus and inside of it. 

“Your ass is so perfect. I can’t believe I’ve had the honor and pleasure of fucking it.” 

He parted the globes of her ass and placed the rounded tip of his cock at her tight hole. He growled as he slid inside of her. She clenched the muscles in her pussy and grunted. 

She puffed. “Yes, Dueño, more.” She was a pain slut in her own way. 

He pushed in harder and then pulled back. “Please, again.”

He grasped her hips and slammed into her. His hips took on a mind of their own and they seemed to have one goal in mind, mate his woman like this was his one and only opportunity. She whimpered, unable to control the small thrusting movements of her hips as he filled her. His balls slapped against her with the force of his movement. She wiggled her hips and cried out. She was close. He slammed harder into her ass and bent forward, massaging her clit as she begged for permission to come. Every nerve galvanized his body for one reason, to shoot his cum deep inside of her. He grimaced as the maddening pain radiated up from his dick to his eyes, nearly blinding him. He was ready. 

“Oh God, come, baby,” he said. 

Her back arched then her hips bucked. Her ass clenched, squeezing his dick. He lost control and growled and came hard. He closed his eyes tight and his mind went blank as euphoria swept through him. He grunted then trembled as the last bit of cum spurted out of him. 

He collapsed on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. The fog that had clouded his mind slowly lifted, letting him come back to his senses. He nuzzled the crook of her neck, adoring her sweet fragrance that mingled with his. This type of intimacy had been alien to him before he met them. Sex had been pleasurable but not satisfying, and it made him wonder if there was anything more to it than a quick romp in the sack. It was never an issue with them.

Nate. His love was patiently awaiting his turn. Chris ran his hands up and down her body and kissed her neck. 

“Go the center of the bed and lie on your back then spread your legs,” he said whispering in her ear.

* * * *

Jilly did as she was told. She loved obeying Dueño. His mastery over her body and her heart made her feel loved and protected. Not to mention he was so hot that she felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have a man like him in love with her. A little over six feet two, Chris’s short-cut light brown hair, lean angular torso with toned limbs and blue eyes made him look like the boy next door had grown up to be a heart-stopping gorgeous man.

Most people only had one partner who made them swoon. She had two. Nate was her Aussie blond thunder whose voice was a deep baritone and body she likened to a Greek god. For the longest time, he wore his hair long and pulled back into a pony tail, giving him a carefree look that added to his sex appeal whether he knew it or not. Now, he wore it short and trimmed like Chris.

She laid down and opened her legs. She felt the bed dip as Nate crawled onto it. He loomed over her, and his eyes simmered with lust. While Chris was her Master, Nate was her sweet Sir. 

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