THE LOVE GODDESS BRANDS HER COWBOYS by Raven Knight

THE LOVE GODDESS BRANDS HER COWBOYS by Raven Knight

Yeeha, Ride a cowboy or two if you are up to it! 
 

Star just happens to find a cowboy or two of her dreams. Not only from another planet, Star just happens to be the chocolate in a vanilla relationship of two men.  

Talk about complications; find out what happens next as The Love Goddess Brands Her Cowboys!

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~Excerpt~

“The only surefire way to keep someone of my species from being able to…take advantage of me is to be with a human man. Humans repel men from our planet and they can’t perform with us while we are with a human.”

In spite of his discomfort, he burst out laughing. The story was too ridiculous. “So having sex with a human man will save you,” he said, aware that he sounded amused.

“I was sent here for a reason. My mother sent that message to me. You are the right human to help me and I can heal you.”

“Heal me.” He smiled. “Listen beautiful, I won’t get involved with another woman for a long time. And much as I appreciate your offer to heal me,” he said, the mental pictures of that driving him crazy as he thought of her soft lips wrapped around his dick, “It’s not necessary. I’m fine. Sorry.” As he watched her pout and swallowed a groan. Why him? Why tonight?

“But we need each other. I know you can feel it, Chad,” she said persuasively, and her dark eyes glistening with tears that drew him in. He was about to just quickly escort her to his guest room, when she deliberately struck a sexy pose, tossing her hear, thrusting her chest out. He couldn’t breathe as he watched her smooth, dark skin that glistened, highlighting her plump tits, generous hips and long, long legs. Her legs seemed to go on forever. He gulped.  Frozen, he lifted his gaze to meet hers again feeling an attraction he didn’t want to fight as she drew him forward in an almost mystical way. He thought he saw stars circling around her head, but knew that was impossible. He had to be drunker than hell. It seemed that beams of light from her eyes would not let him go and her exotic scent intoxicated him. “No,” he managed to choke out as he stood before her. “I shouldn’t.”

She lifted her lovely red lips, batting her eyes. “Yes. You should.”

“Oh, damn, common sense!” Against his will…at least, it was certainly against his better judgment, he stepped up to her, wrapped his arms around her soft, damp skin and pulled her into his hard body, his cock throbbing madly. “I’ve lost my mind to your beauty,” he mumbled, agonized, just before he kissed her.
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THE HEAT by Laura Tolomei

THE HEAT by Laura Tolomei

Virtus Saga Book Six

Too much gossip, too much sex, too much heat…but alas, too little trust

Over the gossip, over the passion, over the sex, over any possible explanation…because of the pledge, the heat will overwhelm them, in and out of the Hall, in and out of bed.

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What woke her? Mouth dry, throat parched, she twisted in bed, uncomfortable in the terrible heat that was making her sweat. Temperature set at an unbearable high, it enflamed her flesh with fiery waves, to the point she wanted to peel her skin off, literally. Right after, an uncontrollable craving hit her, like a hard blow to the stomach and like a furious throb of her clit, so painful she would have ripped it off, if given half the chance. Still, it was nothing compared to the swelling of her *****, aching to have something rigid and thick pump it until it split it apart. But it could not be any ****. It had to be Chris and Duncan’s stiff equipment stuffing her to her eyeballs. Only theirs would do, not separately either, absolutely together and in the same spot.

The flames became scorching. To try and quench them, Ylianor rubbed her clit, hoping it would burst and bring some measure of cool relief. Not an available option! Flicking the tight knot impatiently only increased her yearning for the two gorgeous men, as images of their erections filled her senses and emptied her lungs of air. She had to have them. It was as plain as that. Nothing else would do, if she did not want to become a pile of black cinders.

Rushing off the bed, Ylianor put on the first thing that came under her hand. The dirty shirt she had worn since the day before smelled awful, but she could not waste a single second to look for something decent. Between her legs, a pool dripped steadily down her thighs, partly absorbed by the soiled pants, mostly irritating her skin. She had to have them now!

Sure, they would get mad. Sure, they wanted to be alone. Sure, it would be an unforgivable breach of privacy—one it was doubtful they would understand. But Ylianor could not give a damn right at the moment. If bad came to worse, she would throw herself at their mercy, promise to be their eternal slave also out of bed, anything to have them drill her slit until it assuaged the extreme heat. Sure, it was not much of a plan, but she had neither the time nor the inclination to think of something better.
Getting to the door, she flung it open and ran out, leaping to cross the hallway and take the stairway to the prince’s room, when a strong hand pinned her to a wall.

“In a hurry, Princess?”

“I…” Her stomach caved in. “I…” She swallowed hard.

“Let’s not waste time, lover.” On the other side, the demon grabbed and hauled her back into the room. “I’m so hot I can’t wait to **** the shit out of her.” Hardly inside the room, he pulled down her pants, after hurling her on the mattress. Then his **** possessed her ****, all the way up to her throat.

Gasping loudly, Ylianor searched for Duncan frantically. However good the demon’s shaft, it was not enough, no, not even close. The two had to claim her simultaneously, was she ever to be free of the insatiable desire melting her senses every second more. As if reading her mind, Chris rolled her on top of him, offering her back to Prince Caldwell. And since it seemed abundantly clear they were under her same spell, it was no surprise he sank into the very same ***** Chris was already plundering with tenacious beats. So it was the end of her. Never in her life had she felt so stuffed and sated, with their two marble pieces ravaging the same tender flesh that had screamed dissatisfaction only moments before. Now one wave after another swept her away, unstoppable and ablaze, coiling from the **** up to the last of her hair and down to the tips of her toes.

If her reaction seemed exaggerated, it was nothing compared to her lovers’, who came together, probably carried by her identical tide, which did not leave them limp and dry, quite the contrary.

Again, they moved, their shafts rubbing against one another as much as against her drenched compartment. She never wanted them to pull out, would have died had they even threatened it. She wanted them to keep hammering her until time stood still, literally. So they complied. Or maybe the new climax forced them to stay right where they were. With the current engulfing her first, she screamed over and over, convulsing on the double erections buried to her lungs. Then they came, pausing just the time to shoot their sperm up to her stomach, resuming the steady banging immediately afterward. And the cycle continued to repeat itself, as though they were all trapped inside a loop from which there was no escape.

How long did it last? Impossible to tell. They remained entwined for an eternity, without altering position for hours, neither man wanting to retreat from her snug, hot, dripping hole…well, almost. Eventually they shifted, Chris taking the back and leaving the front to Duncan, which made it more blissful, in a way she would have never imagined and neither had her lovers, judging from their unwavering arousal. It seemed impossible her men, who loved to flip her around in the most outrageous positions, would have no qualms in using one alone and for so long, without losing an inch of their erections or of their copious floods. It was pure incredible. The sex kept coming like it did at the Nephis Valley, with the exception of Chris favoring her front, which was definitely a first for him, competing with the prince over who would get deeper, while she groaned in pleasure. No, it was better than the Nephis Valley, more intense and—

“Ylianor, are you awake?” The knock froze her. “I don’t have time to come in…”

Thank the gods. Confused, Ylianor raised her gaze and got caught inside the black eyes’ ironic glint. Where am I?

“We’re running behind schedule with the dinner, and the Sentry’s early arrival made things more hectic.”

Held in Duncan’s embrace, Ylianor realized his **** was still firmly stuck inside her ****.

“On top of this, I can’t find the leader anywhere. Everyone’s already in the golden dining room waiting for him, and I have no idea where he is. I’ve been up to his room several times, but he’s not answering.”

Someone nudged her from behind, shoving also his balls, along with the rest of the rigid rod, up her *****, probably to make her focus again.

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ANNA DOUBLES DOWN by Missy Martine

ANNA DOUBLES DOWN by Missy Martine

Anna can't believe how much the woman in the picture looks like her. They could be twins, except the picture was taken in 1871. Either she's a relative, or Anna had a past life in Hamilton, Nevada. Either way, the temptation to visit the old ghost town is too much. She and her friend Kat travel west.

While off exploring on her own, Anna is knocked unconscious when she falls down the steps in the saloon. She can hardly believe her eyes when she wakes.

Beau and Zeke won the Silver Rush Saloon in a poker game and have been partners and secret lovers for over ten years. They don't know what to make of the woman they found half-dressed in their cellar. She claims to know something terrible that's about to happen to their town and needs their help.

Will Anna be able to win their love and trust before it's too late?

*5 STARS - The Romance Studio   *4.5 STARS - Manic Readers

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Anna waited in silence for a moment and then heard footsteps coming closer. “Down here,” she screamed. Suddenly, a sound had her head turning toward the right. Above her, to the left, an opening appeared where a strange, amber glow illuminated a man. “Holy shit!”

Blinking her eyes to make sure she wasn’t hallucinating, Anna stared at the vision above her. A half-dressed man was staring down at her. An old wick lantern in his hand highlighted a hard, sinewy body with broad shoulders and a worried frown on his long-jawed face. His bare chest gleamed in the lamplight, his belly flat with an intriguing bulge in the front of his pants. He took a couple of steps down, and another tall, lanky man appeared in the shadows behind him.

“Who the hell are you and how’d you get in here?”

The man holding the lantern spoke harshly, his hand gripped into a fist at his side. Realizing she was alone, with two half-dressed men, Anna felt her lips tremble, her mouth going dry as she took a couple of steps backward. She felt frozen, her heart racing, the sound of her heartbeat roaring in her ears.

“Darlin’, it’s all right. You don’t have to be afraid of us.” The shadowy man’s voice came from the darkness as blackness closed in around Anna.

* * *

Zeke blinked and then swallowed hard at the sight before him. He’d never seen anything like her. She didn’t appear to be very tall, and she was barely dressed. It looked like she wore some newfangled female undergarments he’d never seen before. Short drawers that barely came down to her knees and some kind of skimpy chemise that left her belly button showing were all that covered her. Where the hell were her clothes?

The light wasn’t good enough to see much, but if he lived to be a hundred, he’d never forget the wild, doe-eyed look in her eyes as she stared up at him in stark terror as she backed away. He took another step down, wanting more than anything to calm her, and froze in horror as her pupils rolled back in her head and she swayed to the side in a dead faint.

“Damn it to hell!” Zeke put the kerosene lamp on the step and rushed down to the fallen woman.

“Is she alive?” Beau asked as he picked up the lamp coming down the steps.

“Yeah, she just fainted.” Zeke easily plucked the small woman from the floor and caught his breath. Her clothing didn’t hide much, and she was a buxom woman.

“Is she naked?”

Zeke grinned, looking over his shoulder at Beau. “Damn near.” He looked back at the skimpy material covering the woman’s breasts. “There’s something written on her chemise.”

“Bring her closer so I can see.” Beau moved to the bottom of the steps. He held the lamp close to the woman’s chest and stared at the words across her bosoms. “Nurses do it with care.” He looked up at Zeke. “What the devil does that mean?”

Zeke shrugged. “Beats the hell out of me.” He glanced down at his bundle. “What am I supposed to do with her now?”

“For crying out loud, Zeke. What do you think you’re supposed to do? Carry her upstairs and put her in the bed.” Beau started up the stairs holding the lamp so Zeke could see the steps.

“Why don’t we just call Bart to come get her?” He ran his cheek along her soft hair as he climbed the steps. “She’s bound to be one of his girls.”

“Maybe, maybe not. I saw the fear on her face right before she passed out. We’re not turning any woman over to a man she’s afraid of. There had to be some reason that made her hide out in our cellar.”

Zeke continued on in silence until he laid her out on the feather bed in his partner’s room. Beau lit a second lamp and brought it in to set on the dresser. With the added light they could both see the treasure they’d unearthed. Soft, shoulder-length hair the color of ripe raspberries in the field draped across the white muslin sheets. Her creamy skin was the color of eggshells with just a touch of sunburn across her nose.

“What’s this on her feet?” Beau had lifted one of her legs and was staring at some type of mangled shoe on her foot. “What do you suppose happened to her shoes?” His hand caressed her leg briefly. “Hell, she’s as smooth as a baby’s butt.”

Zeke looked closer at her shoes and frowned. They were brown leather with straps across the top of her foot and behind her heel with only a thin piece of something soft underneath to walk on.

“Damn, look at that!”

“What?” Zeke peered closer.

“She’s got some kind of paint or something on her toes.”

Zeke focused in on her feet and saw a light pink covering on her toenails. “I never seen nothing like it.”

“She’s got it on her fingers, too.” Beau held up one of her hands for his inspection.

“What the hell kind of belt is that?” Zeke looked at the leather around her waist more closely. “Hell, it’s stretchy on the sides but it ain’t holding nothing up. It’s not threaded through any loops.” He poked the large pouch on the front. “It looks like some kind of wallet on here.”

“Kat?”

Both men jumped back when the woman began awakening. She groaned harshly and tried to roll over.

“Hang on, little darlin’. Don’t be moving too fast.” Beau put a hand on her arm.

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Work-roughened palms with long, tapering fingers roughly untied the rope at her waist and yanked the loose pants down her thighs. She groaned and let her fingers slide through Zeke’s hair when he nuzzled her mound over the satiny cloth of her thong. “Darlin’, you’ve got some of the strangest drawers I’ve ever seen. There’s practically nothing to ’em.” He ran his thumb over the silky nub of her panties eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.

Beau pulled her hand away, forcing her arms back as he unfastened and pulled off her shirt. She became pliant as he kissed every inch of the skin he exposed, his hand sliding down her back to rest on the swell of her ass. She could feel him tugging on the elastic of her thong. “I wanna see you, Anna.”

“Yeah, me too.” Zeke slid the tiny scrap of material down her legs letting his fingers run through her feminine curls. “You’re so silky here.”

“Let me see.” Beau’s hand snaked around her hip, his fingers skimming over her pussy lips. “Damn, she’s sopping wet.”

Zeke reached between her legs to brush a fingertip across the hood of her throbbing clit. “I can’t wait any longer, Beau.” He dropped to his knees and rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb. Leaning close, he replaced his hand with his mouth and ran his tongue up the slit of her wet pussy.

“No!” Anna cried out when Beau pulled her away from the fiery pleasure of Zeke’s mouth.

“Patience, Anna. We just need to get a little more comfortable.” He scooped her into his arms and tossed her onto the bed. Now we can all get down to business.”

Anna watched the two men quickly strip off their clothes. Their chiseled, work-roughened features causing the breath to catch in her throat. Both men sported impressive erections, and both were already leaking pre-cum. She swallowed hard. “What about protection?”

Beau gave her a wink as he climbed onto the bed. “Don’t worry, honey. We’ll make sure to pull out in time. We won’t be leaving you with a babe.”

Anna forced herself to concentrate as Zeke snuggled close on her other side. “No, that’s not what I mean. You can’t get me pregnant, at least not right now.”

Zeke placed a hand on her chin and forced her gaze up to his. “I’m so sorry, Anna. You can’t have children?”

“No, I mean yes, I probably can. I just wouldn’t be able to get pregnant for a few months. I just had my Depo shot before we left on vacation.” She sighed at the puzzled frowns on their faces. “It’s an injection the doctor gives me a few times a year that keeps me from getting pregnant. That way I get to decide when I want to have a baby.”

“Guess we don’t have to ask if you’ve been with a man before.” Beau smoothed the hair away from her face.

“Well, yes, I’ve had a couple of relationships with men.” She watched their faces carefully. “Does that make a difference?”

“Absolutely not!”

“No, honey, not at all.”

Anna giggled. “I’m glad it doesn’t bother you.”

“If you can’t conceive a child, then why were you asking about protection?” Zeke moved over and settled between her spread thighs.

His warm breath on her stomach made it difficult for Anna to voice her thoughts. “I meant condoms, you know, for disease.” She took a deep breath. “Not that I’m sick or anything, I mean I’m clean and I’m sure you are, too, but it always pays to be careful.” She could feel herself flushing as she rambled on.

“What are you—”

“I know what she’s talking about.” Beau ran his hand through Zeke’s hair. “I read about ’em. Some kind of little coverings men could use to catch their seed so they didn’t spill into their woman’s body.”

“I never heard of such a thing.” Zeke leaned close and blew gently on her spread pussy. “As far as I know there’s nothing like that around here.”

Anna groaned and closed her eyes as she brushed her hand along the bristly roughness of his unshaven beard. She could feel the muffled heat of his breath flicker across her abdomen. “I guess it’ll have to be okay then.” She lost the ability to talk when Zeke stroked her clit with his thumb, his fingers working their way inside her. She began to pant as he rubbed gentle circles around the tiny nub.

“You’re so beautiful.” Beau kissed her eyelids softly, his hand caressing across the skin of her chest. His lips roamed over to her earlobe and then down the side of her neck while his fingers teased the sensitive tip of her breast, making maddeningly slow circles around the peak. He pinched and kneaded each nipple in turn before lifting her breast in his hand. He circled her nipple with his tongue just before he sucked it deep inside his mouth.

“Spread your legs wider,” Zeke ordered. He settled his upper body even lower between her spread thighs and licked her from bottom to top. “God, you taste like sweet honey.” He laved her most intimate places with his hot tongue, stroking down her slit and back up, swirling around her pulsing clit.

Anna groaned harshly when Beau’s thumb circled her nipple, torturing it into a hard bud before sucking it deep into his mouth. She couldn’t stop a moan from escaping when she felt the sharp nip of his teeth on her tender flesh.

Zeke opened her folds with his fingers and began to lick her clit in earnest while he penetrated her sheath with his fingers. He plucked and teased her swollen nub, slipping his thick index finger in and out before tracing her cleft again.

“Oh, God,” she cried out, her hips bucking off the mattress as an orgasm washed through her senses.

Zeke threw a hand across her abdomen, holding her still as he lapped and sucked until the last wave of pleasure receded.

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LOOKING FOR PARADISE by Tianna Xander

LOOKING FOR PARADISE by Tianna Xander

Paradise Series Book Nine

When Kayla finds her fiancé in bed with another woman, she does what any self-respecting woman would do. She leaves him. Let him have his tiny and trashy bunny-sex baby. Kayla didn’t want him anyway. What she wants is a real man. One who can see her for her real worth. Instead, she lucks out and finds two.

Alex and Ryder are looking for the sister of their alpha’s mate. What they find is the woman of their dreams. Their mate. Ripe and ready for them. If only they can convince her she needs them as much as they need her before the mating heat takes the choice away from them all.

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Reaching up, she rubbed her forehead. She was going mad. It was the only explanation. Why were these things happening? She wasn’t psychic. She didn’t hear people’s thoughts either. Yet she felt something in that thick fog on the mountainside and she would swear she could hear these men’s thoughts. What’s more, she imagined she could hear them having complete conversations telepathically.

Apparently living with Edward had driven her over the edge. Not only was she running scared, she was crazy. Sudden tears blurred her vision and she stumbled.

Alex caught her to him. “Are you all right?” Stopping, he took her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Are you crying?” He frowned. “Have I offended you in any way? If I have, I apologize at once.”

Kayla smiled sadly. He couldn’t help her. She wasn’t sure anyone could. “It’s not you.” Reaching up, she smoothed an imaginary wrinkle from his shirt. “It’s me. I…” She had to stop for a moment. Swallowing thickly, she continued, “It’s nothing…something stupid, really. Forget about it.”

Alex cupped her cheek, stroking her bottom lip with his thumb. “I do not like to see you cry.” He took her hand in his. “For some reason, it hurts me.” He pressed her palm to his chest, just above his heart. “Here.”

What could she say to that? Kayla bit her bottom lip, sucking into her mouth. When she did, his eyes darkened to the deepest mahogany. He pulled her tight against him. She could feel every hard muscle in his body, including the ridge of his cock pressing against her lower stomach. She looked up and up at him. She loved the fact that he was so much taller. He and Ryder both were well over six-feet tall. They made her feel small and feminine—something she hadn’t felt in a long, long time.

When Alex’s eyes darkened even more, he pulled her tighter with a low growl and slanted his mouth over hers in a long, deep kiss.

Delicious heat curled in her middle. Every nerve ending in her body came alive with awareness and she pressed closer into his embrace. White-hot energy seared her from the inside out when she opened for him and his tongue made contact with hers. Something grew deep within her. That wild thing that raised its ugly head when she growled at Ryder and Alex made itself known again. The heat increased, making her burn. Her skin felt as though it was on fire as his tongue continued his slow exploration.

A slow burn began in her toes and worked its way up her body as he turned and pressed her back against the wall of the hallway. The photos on either side of her head rattled at the impact. Kayla didn’t care. All she could think of was the sensation of his tongue delving deep into the recesses of her mouth.

Kayla reached up and thrust her fingers through his inky hair. She tightened her fingers around the silky strands and held him tight. It had been a long time since she kissed anyone like this. The passion in her last relationship had cooled a long time ago. This…this was everything she ever wanted, ever dreamed of in a kiss. Liquid heat pooled low and slid from her painfully empty channel, soaking her panties.

“Ah…um…wow! That’s some kiss. This is a lodge. Can I get you a room?”

The amused female voice interrupted their kiss. It was probably a good thing, seeing as somehow Alex’s hands went from both rubbing her back to one on her rear and the other on her breast. It was only a matter of moments before both of them lost their heads and stripped right here in the hallway. What the hell had come over her? Her face burned as she pressed her back harder against the wall. Why wouldn’t the damned thing just open up and swallow her?

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