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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

 

Doctor, Doctor and Opposites Attracting! Writing Doc Cedarwood with @MeganSlayer #mmromance #mm

I like to play with opposites and second chances in my books. I never set out to write a specific opposites attract tale or decide from the beginning that I’m going to give the characters each a second chance. The stories tend to come out that way.

Doc Cedarwood started out as a conversation between another author and me. I’d been to the emergency room related to a surgery I’d had shortly before (Don’t worry, I was fine, but needed to go and I’m back to tip top shape now). The doctor who cared for me while in the ER was…well, he was handsome and had a southern drawl. For what I’d gone in for, needless to say, I was embarrassed.

Anyway, I wanted to turn my embarrassment into a story. I mean, why not turn it into something good? So the ER doctor became one of the heroes in my Single Father Society series with Loose Id. But who could I pair up with Aiden, the clean, sterile doctor? I didn’t have to look long. Matt came right to the forefront. He’s a mechanic and a former addict. Yeah, he’s going to be an interesting potential partner for Aiden.  They’ve both got pasts and both deserve a second chance.

But don’t take my word for it. Check out Doc Cedarwood for yourself and see what you think!

 Doc Cedarwood by Megan Slayer

Single Father Society, Book 5

Full Length Novel

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex

From Loose Id Publishing

Cover Art by April Martinez

Can an accident and a rim job lead to a lasting love?

Aiden Connor wasn’t looking for a date. Sure, he wanted one, but relationships seem to be too difficult to maintain. He’s an ER doctor and doesn’t have time for commitment…that is until he runs over a curb and needs a new rim for his sports car. The mechanic isn’t anything like he expects, but could be the one man he needs if he’s willing to open his mind and heart.

Matt Phillips equated dating with disaster, but sees himself as an eternal optimist. When he sees Aiden, he wants to give relationships a try. Every cell in his body screams to get the sexy doctor naked and in his bed. But Matt has demons and addictions he’s still working through. Will he fall prey to his past or learn and move forward with the hot doctor?

Available now!  http://www.loose-id.com/single-father-society-5-doc-cedarwood.html

Strange Bedfellows with @MeganSlayer #signings #romance #funny

I happened to be watching an old Clark Gable/Carole Lombard movie when I realized I needed to write a post for Dirty Birdies. The premise for the movie was two people who probably shouldn’t work out actually doing so. It reminded me of a few book signings I’ve done. You see, I have an interesting talent when it comes to book signings. Either I’m placed next to my friends, or I’m placed next to my polar opposite. Don’t believe me?

One of my very first signings happened to be at my local library. They did an interesting event called Cascade of Authors. Basically, they brought together a whole slew of authors and let us talk about what we wrote. As a mixer, it worked well. Now everyone who knows me or has read Megan Slayer knows I write hot. Real hot. Damn hot. HAWT. For some reason, the organizers thought it would be smart to place me next to a nun. Yes. I didn’t mind being next to her. I thought it was rather interesting. I’ve never been a nun and knew nothing about them other than what I’d see in the movies or television. I know not all nuns are the same, but this one made certain I knew that my books weren’t ‘appropriate’ for the library. Of course, the cover she took issue with was of a single girl. It’s the cover for When You’re With Me. It’s not as bad as it could be. Then the nun insisted on asking me during the Q&A how many books I had out. Back then it was closer to a hundred. I guess that’s not what she wanted to hear. She refused to talk to a ‘smut’ writer and hurried out of there as soon as she could. ☹

At a different year, but the same event, the Cascade of Authors, I was placed next to a Friar. Uh-huh. He had beads made by children in an African country and was giving them out to anyone who bought one of his books. Now this particular year, I brought my M/M titles to the event. I’d written one about football players and wanted to talk about it. Instead of being put off like I thought he might be, the friar bought a copy. We had a great conversation about his mission work and getting young people involved in the church. Did I mention we were placed at the one table that wasn’t in the semi-circle with the other authors? We joked it was because we were so polarizing. It was a great experience. Strange, but it worked.

Now, I don’t just seem to be placed next to the religious set. Nope. I have a knack for being placed next to sweet romance authors, too. I don’t mind the sweet authors. Heck, some of my very best friends write sweet. They write mystery, sweet and pretty much everything. But one time in particular, I was placed next to a person who wrote sweet. As soon as she found out what I wrote, she wanted to be moved. I understand the whole idea of our heat levels not meshing so it could be a problem. Sweet and super spicy. Hee hee. Needless to say, we weren’t separated. But the funniest part? We became fast friends. Being thrown together was the nicest thing that could’ve happened.

So I guess being the dirty birdie has actually been a blessing. More of one that I thought. I get to write what my heart wants, work with the characters that chatter to me all of the time. It doesn’t matter where I’m placed. I always have a good time and make the best of everything. What about you? Have you ever been placed in a strange situation? How’d you handle it?

In honor of baseball season, characters and romance… I give you Great Catch. Available now wherever ebooks are sold. 🙂

Great Catch 

by Megan Slayer

Digital List Price: $0.99

ISBN: 9781370868971

Books2Read Universal Link: https://www.books2read.com/u/bzpwBz

Puppy love or a shot at forever…

Jake has loved Kyler since he realized he was gay. His best friend is the only person he wants to be with–but Kyler isn’t gay. Sure, they’ve experimented and everyone thinks they’re together, but Jake’s not sure. What’s he supposed to do? Hide his true feelings forever? Move on? Neither seems like the best plan.

Baseball brought them together, but will fear keep them from finding the love they deserve?

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