Author Archives: Doris O'Connor

Sold #NewRelease from Doris (@mamaD8) #TheVampireGames #BDSM @sirenbookstrand

Happy Monday, folks, Doris here. Slightly late this morning, because I woke up to the news that there was another terrorist attack in London. This time on a group of Muslims as they were leaving a Mosque. Words fail me, they really do.

I shall never understand the mentality of terrorists.

There is speculation of this being a revenge attack on Muslims,  and again I have to ask myself. WHY?

How is attacking innocent people going about their daily business going to ever achieve anything?

Anyhoo, onto happier things. The first story in my new series The Vampire Games releases tomorrow.

WOOT!

I have to smile to myself as I’m writing this sitting in front of a fan, and doing my best impression of melting… Wall to wall sunshine out there, so hot, that my fair skin can’t cope with it even with sunblock on, so I’m playing chase the shade.

Just imagine if you were a Vampire? Atlan, the vamp in my story Sold can sustain a small amount of sunlight, but to quote him…

As well fed as he was, burns hurt like the motherfucker.

[Siren Sensations: Erotic Contemporary Consensual BDSM Paranormal Romance, vampires, M/F, HEA]

Evangeline Prewitt has had better days, weeks, and quite possibly months. A rent increase on top of a huge car repair forces her to seek out her boss for financial help. His solution? Enter The Games.

Evie has her doubts about being sold off to the highest bidder—who would want a plump waitress? However, desperate times call for drastic measures. Besides, it’s only sex. What can possibly go wrong?

Atlan St. James seeks out The Games for a little distraction. This three-hundred-year-old vampire is drawn to the delicious human bundle of curves the minute he sees her. Evie will be his, at least for the night. What neither of them counts on is the instant connection between them. After all, sex is easy. Emotions are far more difficult to negotiate.

As far as Atlan is concerned, the only solution is to let his precious angel go.

Evie, however, will not be dictated to.

The game is on.

 

Sold releases tomorrow and is on Pre-order right now at Bookstrand

 

 

Ready for a hawt excerpt?

She gasped and stopped talking when he cupped her pussy through the sodden lace and found her clit at the top of her hood.

“Not God, sweetheart, just your average three-hundred-year-old vamp at your service.” Atlan dropped his voice as she clenched her thighs, and her hips surged downward to seek more pressure from his fingers.

“You’re…oh, please, don’t stop…you’re three hundred? And oooh, I…”

Instead of answering her, Atlan caught her screech of surprise in his mouth as his lips crashed over hers at the same time as he pushed the underwear out of his way and sunk two fingers knuckle-deep into her clenching core. Her internal muscles grasped his digits, and he thrust in and out of her cunt while he kissed her senseless.

Evie didn’t hold back. She flexed her hips and whimpered her need into his mouth while kissing him back with the same fevered urgency he experienced. The buttons on his shirt pinged off in all directions in her haste to get him undressed. Her fingernails scored his skin, and the sweet pain made him lose what little control he had left. Atlan took over, wrenched his lips off hers, and flipped them so that she was underneath him. Having pinned her hands back above her head and secured them with the restraints attached to the headboard, he yanked her downward, so that all her bountiful curves were his for the taking.

Her eyes widened when he divested himself of the rest of his clothing, and he groaned in relief when his dick sprang free. Evie’s corresponding whimper of need and the way her gaze snared on his erection made him even harder.

“Oh. My. God.”

Evie licked her lips, her gaze riveted on the action of his hand as he stroked up and down his length slowly. He tapped her thighs in a quiet command, and when she immediately opened to him, displaying herself, he smiled.

“That’s my good girl. You’re so fucking wet already. Tell me, my angel, how badly do you want my cock?”

He gripped himself harder, ran his thumb through the drops of pre-cum coating his thick head, and used the natural lubrication to work his dick harder. Evie started panting and tried to close her thighs, but he was having none of that. He swatted her pussy once and his girl tensed and groaned.

“Please, I…”

Her reaction made him do it again, and again. Her eyes closed, her head thrashed from side to side, and each well-placed slap brought her closer to release. To see her writhing on the bed, so close to release, so utterly inhibited in her responses, made him ache to be inside her. Atlan gripped the bottom of his shaft hard to stave off his own release, as one last well-placed and much harder swat meant she tumbled over that edge with a scream to bring in the neighbors, had he had any.

Luckily his staff knew better than to intervene, and that was the last conscious thought Atlan had before he ripped off that sodden lace, which prohibited his view of her juicy pussy, buried his face between her thighs, and lapped up her need.

Grasping her luscious ass cheeks, he lifted her up and drank down her arousal. Evie didn’t disappoint as she locked her thighs around his head and rode out the multitude of orgasms he wrung from her. Atlan latched onto her clit and sucked that little hard nub into his mouth while he sank his teeth into her moist flesh. Evie went wild underneath him, the scent and flavor of her life essence mixing in with her cum, as she screamed her release. Atlan released his hold on her clit, licked the wounds closed, and tunneled his tongue into her clenching hole instead, while he took her arousal all the way back between her ass cheeks to that little ring of muscle guarding her other entrance.

He rimmed that tiny hole, as she tensed her hold around him and pulled on the restraints tethering her to the bed. By the time he breached her butt with his tongue, shoved several fingers into her pussy, and fucked her with his fingers, she flew again.

Atlan murmured his encouragement into her perspiration-soaked skin, as he licked a path back up over her quivering belly until he reached the heavy mounds of her breasts. Circling each nipple in turn, he bit down lightly, leaving his teeth marks on the soft tissue. Only when she started to whimper and plead for him to stop, did he align his aching cock with her slick entrance and thrust deep with a groan of his own.

Her quivering cunt muscles closed around him like a hot, wet fist, and Evie gasped. She arched her head back, offered her delicate neck for him to take, and without thinking about anything but the need to make this woman his, he sunk his fangs into her neck while he started to fuck her in earnest.

Evie screamed and shook as her blood filled his mouth and her pussy sucked him in deeper. Harder, faster, he drove into her soft body like a madman, intent only on seeking his own release, satisfied with the knowledge that she met him thrust for thrust, until they came together in a mind-shattering orgasm, which took over every atom of his body, as she convulsed under and around him.

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That’s all from me today. Enjoy the sunshine and do stay naughty.

 

D xxx

 

Ho do you feel about Vampires #MondayRamblings with Doris (@mamaD8)

Happy Monday, folks, Doris here. As the title says how do you feel about vampires? The non-sparkly deadly kind I hasten to add.

The ones that could kill you in an instant if they so chose?

Why do you want to know I hear you ask? Well, it so happens that I have a new vampire series coming soon, called The Vampire Games. Expect lots of kinky shenanigans with vampires of all ages and their curvy human heroines.

 

What are the games?

You’ll have to read the series to find out, I’m afraid.

*giggles*

 

For now, I shall leave you with my stunning cover, courtesy of the hugely talented Harris Channing.

 

 

Here’s the blurb:

 

Evangeline Prewitt has had better days, weeks, and quite possibly months. A rent increase on top of a huge car repair forces her to seek out her boss for financial help. His solution… Enter The Games.

Evie has her doubts about being sold off to the highest bidder—who would want a plump waitress—however desperate times call for drastic measures.

Besides, it’s only sex. What can possibly go wrong?

Atlan St. James seeks out The Games for a little distraction. This three-hundred-year-old vampire is drawn to the delicious human bundle of curves the minute he sees her. Evie will be his, for the night, at least.
What neither of them counts on is the instant connection between them. After all, sex is easy. Emotions are far more difficult to negotiate.

As far as Atlan is concerned the only solution is to let his precious angel go.

Evie, however, will not be dictated to.

The game is on.
Scheduled for release June 20th with Siren Bookstrand

 

That’s all from me today.

Dos stay naughty and tell me about those vamps!

 

D xxx

When old becomes new #MondayRamblings with Doris (@mamaD8)

Happy Monday, folks, Doris here. Don’t faint, I know it’s been ages and that’s my fault entirely. I keep missing my slot on here. I shall blame technology. While I have my schedule on my online calendar, and I should, in theory, remember it, I never do.

So, nowadays I’ve got my dates written down in my trusty old notebook, and that should mean, I remember… don’t quote me on that. After all, I’m writing this way past midnight, because I checked in my notebook and had a GAH (!) moment. Must write something for this blog.

In my defense, it’s been a busy weekend, with the wedding of a dear friend to attend on Saturday, and I spent Sunday engrossed in the lovely Raven McAllan’s latest manuscript. You probably heard me giggling where you are. Yes, it’s that funny.

I digress, however, and on with the topic behind today’s post.

I am, of course, talking about re-releasing titles which are out of print. I’ve done this a few times now, namely when the publishers of said stories closed their door and I found myself needing a to find a new home for those titles.

What happens, however, when you were part fo a box set? Typically, stories are only contracted for a short amount of time,  – a year in this case –  and then the story is yours to publish as you see fit?

Well, you have a choice. Self-publish said story, or find a publisher for it. My newest release Under his Protection is such a story. I briefly considered self-publishing it… very briefly. For me, at least, all the kerfuffle that goes with that is just too much for my technology challenged brain to handle, and, fortunately for me, Evernight Publishing was happy to give Jacqui and Lukas’s story a permanent home.

Not only that, but it received a facelift with new edits, and this stunning cover created by Jay Aheer

 

 

Yes, I may have squealed a little, when that beauty arrived in my inbox.

So, without further ado, here are the deets for my re-release, just in case, you know, you might want to check it out 🙂

 

Blurb:

Jacqui Page is all set to spend her thirty-fifth birthday eating her body weight in chocolate and watching chick flicks—until her best friend drags her off to visit the local BDSM club.

Now, a birthday spanking sounds like a mighty fine idea. Especially if it’s going to be delivered by the one man she’s been secretively lusting after for weeks—her melt your panties in an instant, bad boy neighbor.

Lukas Markz can’t believe his eyes when his shy, goody-two-shoes, next-door neighbor turns up at his club, dressed as every Dom’s wet dream. He doesn’t do commitment, but witnessing her submission brings out his inner caveman. No other man is going to get to mark her soft skin or listen to the sounds of her surrender. This bundle of curves is under his protection, and he will show her what it means to be his.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing. 

Be Warned: BDSM, public exhibition, sex toys, anal sex

Available from  Amazon  Amazon UK  Evernight  Bookstrand  B&N

 

Here’s a HAWT excerpt:

Going on instinct and the very real need to touch her, Lukas stepped up behind her. Putting his hand over hers on the glass, he grasped her hip with his free hand, and kicking her legs apart with his foot, pulled her flush against him. There was no way on Earth she would miss his raging boner, and, sure enough, another one of those cock hardening groans came from her.

Lukas brought one of his thighs up and between her legs, and it was his turn to groan, as the wet heat of her pussy seared his thigh even through their combined clothing.

“Naughty girl, you’re soaked through.”

He dropped a kiss on the rapidly beating pulse point in her neck, and grazed his teeth along the sensitive flesh. Gooseflesh erupted on Jacqui’s skin, and her hips flexed, as though she was trying to gain purchase on his thigh. When he rubbed that limb up and down her sodden crotch, she gasped, and put her other hand on the glass, too.

“Oh, God.”

Her heartfelt plea only served to make Lukas harder, and grasping her hips with both hands he lifted her up. With her feet dangling off the floor, her whole weight rested on his thigh, and she tensed when he slid her up and down his leg.

Head down, so that her hair obscured her expression, it was still pretty damn obvious that his naughty little dove was fast hurtling toward release, and it was suddenly imperative to Lukas that she did. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought little Miss Goody Two-shoes would be this responsive, and it was fucking hot to witness. As was watching Jake and Lauren, when he flicked a glance over to the action.

“Head up and watch them, little dove.”

Letting go of her hip for a moment, Lukas fisted his hand in Jacqui’s hair. It effectively forced her to look up and see what was going on.

“Oh, fuck.”

He grinned at her response, and resuming his slow slide along her cunt, nuzzled into her neck. “Such language from you, girl. Keep that up, and a spanking won’t be the only thing you’ll get from my hands. Maybe that’s what you want though?”

He pulled back just in time to see Jake reach between him and Lauren, and grasp the end of the butt plug decorating his sub’s ass. He thrust that object in and out of Lauren’s clenching hole with one hand, while he continued fucking her pussy, and Jacqui whimpered.

It made Lukas speed up the friction he created between her legs, and his jeans grew damp with his girl’s arousal. The sweet musk of aroused woman filled his nostrils, and he pressed his advantage.

“Is my naughty girl imagining that was her cunt being fucked?”

Another little mewl escaped her, and Jacqui locked her arms better to push back against him.

Lukas bit down on the perspiration-soaked flesh in front of him, and she gave a strangled groan that made his cock twitch in need.

Soothing the red mark away with his tongue, he yanked her head sideways so that he could kiss her. Her gasp of surprise gave him access, and Lukas grunted his own need when she kissed him back. Hesitant at first and then with ever bolder strokes of her tongue, that meant he had to break the kiss, before he took her right here in the corridor, where anyone would come across them.

While that idea had merit, and his cock was all but screaming at him to claim this woman, he forced himself to pull back.

Breaths seesawing in and out, her corset had slipped with the force of her breathing. It now revealed the edge of her areolae. It made Lukas want to lean down and trace his tongue along the pebbled flesh to coax out the tight nipples poking through their restraints.

He did neither however, just drank in the sight of his woman, and dammit, she was his, even if only for tonight. Face flushed, kiss swollen lips parted, she looked breathtakingly beautiful, and his chest tightened with a rush of emotion he didn’t dare quantify.

“Open your eyes, little dove.”

He grimaced at the rough timbre of his voice, and watched in rapt fascination as her eyelids fluttered open. If he had any doubts about how aroused she was, the evidence was there in her hugely dilated pupils. Only a small ring of blue remained around the outer edges, as she tried to focus on him.

He smiled, and pulled her head back round toward the glass.

A soft, needy, sound escaped her. It was so damn fucking hot, as was the action on the other side of that window.

Lauren shook and shivered, her mouth open in a scream they couldn’t hear, as she was reaching her climax, and the rosy flush of her release could be seen all over her body.

“Oh my God.”

Jacqui’s whisper turned into a groan when Lukas resumed his slide along her cunt, and she jerked. Behind the glass, Jake pulled out the butt plug at the same time as he pulled out of Lauren’s wet cunt. Aligning himself with her gaping butt hole, he thrust in deep.

Jacqui stiffened in front of him as Jake set up a ruthless rhythm. One that Lukas mirrored with his thigh, while he continued to whisper to his girl.

“Imagine that’s you, tied for my pleasure. Your butt is still sore from your spanking, and your cunt well used, while I claim your sweet ass. Ever taken a man up the ass, little dove?”

 

Now, that bit of shameless self promo is over and done with, I shall sign off.

Do stay naughty, won’t you?

 

D xxx