Merry Christmas! @mamaD8 #holidayread

Hello lovely peeps.

With just three days to Christmas, I thought I would give you an exclusive excerpt from my new release Bought for Christmas.

Bought for Christmas 3


It’s Christmas Day and the the start of a whole new life for Hunter and Emilia…


Hunter took a deep breath and straightened up slowly.

“Morning, kitten, or should that be afternoon. I was beginning to think you’d sleep the day away.” He turned round, and his easy smile meant she launched herself at him. Hunter caught her easily, and with her legs wrapped around his waist, and her arms round his shoulder, she clung to him like a monkey, while they kissed.

By the time Hunter slowly put her back on her feet, they were both breathing heavily, and Hunter rested his forehead on hers.

“Merry Christmas, kitten.”

Tears sprang into Emilia’s eyes at the choked emotion behind those three words. Words she knew he hadn’t said since his brother had died, and the fact that he was willing to say them now, to her, meant the world to her.

“Merry Christmas, Sir.”

He kissed her on the nose and stepped back with a smirk kicking up the side of his mouth.

“A wardrobe full of dresses and she chooses to wear my old shirt on Christmas Day. Don’t most people dress up for the occasion?” He winked at her, and hands on hips Emilia made a big show of looking him up and down.

“Says the bear who looks more like a carpenter right now.”

She let her gaze wander over the wide expanse of his bare chest, liberally sprinkled with dark hair that narrowed into a happy trail. She followed that path until it disappeared into the waistband of his jeans, and her mouth went dry at the thick outline of his erect cock under the faded denim.

Hunter cleared his throat, and Emilia smiled at the strained quality of his voice.

“You keep looking at me like that, kitten, and I’ll forget about Christmas dinner, and just have you to eat instead.”

Emilia’s cheeks heated at the mental images that brought to mind, but her stomach chose that moment to rumble and Hunter laughed.

“I guess I best feed you though.”

So that was the other delicious smell that made her mouth water.

“You cooked?” she asked, and Hunter cocked an eyebrow at her.

“Yes, well, it was more raiding the freezer and letting the oven do the rest. Mrs. R, who cleans this place for me, has a rabid fascination with all things Christmas, hence all the Christmas biscuits you mutilated for decorations.” He pulled one off the string, dangling in front of him, and popped it in his mouth with a sinful smirk that made every feminine bone in her body melt.

“I did not mutilate anything, but I did wonder why you had them. I will admit that.”

Hunter shrugged his shoulders.

“Yes, Mrs. R. She is a veritable Santa. Sure enough I found a turkey crown, roast potatoes, and all the trimmings in the bowels of the freezer, so you’ll have your Christmas dinner after all. I’m just gonna wash up and then we can eat. Judging by the smell it’s ready.”

He turned to leave, and then stopped and looked back at her with a rueful grin.

“You’ve found it before, so by all means put on some Christmas music. If we’re gonna do this, we should do it properly. And, like I said. You have some lovely dresses in that wardrobe. Use them.”

“I can’t see the point. You’ll only tear it off me later. Admit it, that’s the only reason you bought them. So I wouldn’t moan when you ruin all of my clothes. I’m still pissed you tore that lovely jumper.” She stuck her tongue out at him, and sulked.

Hunter looked stunned for a minute and then threw his head back and roared in laughter.

“You’re something else, Emilia Duncan.”

She took a mock curtsy, and he shook his head at her still laughing.

“I’ll buy you another one of those damn jumpers if you like it so much, and let’s eat our Christmas dinner naked for all I care. It’s just the two of us after all. Let’s make it our new Christmas tradition.”

Emilia couldn’t help it. She burst into tears at that statement, and Hunter sobered instantly. In the next second she was in his arms, cradled against his big chest with him murmuring soothing nonsense into her hair. Hunter picked her up and sat down on the settee in front of the fire.

Cupping her chin he tipped her head up and kissed the tears off her face.

“Your family?” he asked, and she nodded.

“I know it’s silly, but—”

Hunter kissed her, stopping her objections, and she sighed into his kiss. Here in his arms, surrounded by the man she loved, her heart ached a little less, but her father’s rejection still hurt. Her brother’s even more so, especially at Christmas.

“I love you,” she whispered, and Hunter stilled around her. She held her breath, suddenly unsure. Surely he loved her, too, didn’t he? He hadn’t said the words, but they were as good as married. In fact their bond was supposedly unbreakable, and far more sacred than mere marriage. Had she read too much into his actions? Maybe this was something forced on him by the mating bond, and love had nothing to do with it? Emilia swallowed the rising bile back down and pushed against his chest, but he was like an immovable mountain around her.

“I love you, too, kitten.” A sob escaped her at his strangled reply, and he tightened his hold on her. “Never doubt that, baby. I’ve loved you for a long time, but I never thought you could feel the same, not about someone like me…”

“Not that again, you—”

Hunter laughed, stopping her mid-sentence.

“Put your claws away, kitten. I don’t feel like that anymore. You’re mine. I know that.”

She slapped his chest and scowled up at him.

“And you’re mine. No one else is going to get their claws into you, but this kitten.”

Hunter kissed her nose and nodded.

“Too fucking right, and this bear will tear any man to shreds who as much as looks at you the wrong way.”

His growly possessiveness made happiness spread through her veins like the warming rays of a summer’s day, and she sighed.





I’m the beast, haven’t you heard…

Christmas is supposed to be a time for miracles and one will surely be needed when Emilia Duncan finds herself sold to the beast to save her father’s company. Having lusted after the much older, enigmatic man for as long as she can remember, spending the Christmas weekend as his submissive will satisfy her raging libido, but can she protect her heart?

Bear Shifter Hunter Monahan cannot stand idly by when Emilia is thrown to the wolves. There is only one shifter who will get his claws into her and that’s him. The contract ensures her submission for the weekend. Too bad his bear wants much more than that.

Hunter is used to hiding behind his gruesome scars, but in the bid for Emilia’s heart, that is not an option this time.  Isolated in his cabin, it’s not just the snow that melts. 

Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, anal sex


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Have a lovely festive season, however you celebrate it, and stay naughty, folks.


D xxx


Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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