It’s been a while since I last posted an edition of Friday Flames. And I miss the steamy fun.
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I’ve been pushing myself to finish Aleksander’s story, titled Troll-y Yours, the next book in my Centaur Series. This is the novel following Remedy Maker, which is Rhycious’s story.
For those of you who have been asking, here’s a little taste of what’s to come:
Troll-y Yours
(unedited)
Just
a little taste . . . a little touch. What could it hurt?
a little taste . . . a little touch. What could it hurt?
Trained to keep his opponents off
balance, Aleksander employed military strategy in overcoming Ella’s final
resistance to his charms. While his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth, his
fingers played with the points of her nipple—and his other hand stole south to
comb through her soft patch of fuzz and dip into the hot wetness he found.
balance, Aleksander employed military strategy in overcoming Ella’s final
resistance to his charms. While his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth, his
fingers played with the points of her nipple—and his other hand stole south to
comb through her soft patch of fuzz and dip into the hot wetness he found.
Ella gasped at the invasion of his hand.
He quickly caught the sound in his mouth. Her hips bucked outward, but he
snaked his arm tight as a vice around her waist, holding her in place.
He quickly caught the sound in his mouth. Her hips bucked outward, but he
snaked his arm tight as a vice around her waist, holding her in place.
Prized warm syrup coated his
fingers and she whimpered, her shapely hips undulating against his hand. He
matched the rhythm to his thrusting tongue.
fingers and she whimpered, her shapely hips undulating against his hand. He
matched the rhythm to his thrusting tongue.
“Relax, angel.”
“It’s too much,” she said.
“I’ve got you.”
“And it’s not enough.” Her eyes
closed, head thrown back, mouth slackened with lust.
closed, head thrown back, mouth slackened with lust.
Holy
horns of Pan. The little Troll was one hot number.
horns of Pan. The little Troll was one hot number.
I hope you enjoyed this little taste of Troll-y Yours. Leave your HOT scene below, along with a buy link if you have one.
Looking forward to some tantalizing Friday Flames reading!
Confessions will be FREE this weekend: She moved her hand off his shoulder to pull his shirt up over his head so he wouldn’t be coldanymore. He might not care if he got sick, but she did. Before she knew it, her lips were against his moist flesh. She kissed his shoulder and then moved down his chest. She let her mouth nibble gently as she moved all the way down his abs to the waistband of his jeans. A soft moan escaped his lips as she continued to move back and forth across his abs. This had always been… Read more »
That is awesome, Sheri and I eagerly await Aleksander's story!! My snippet is from For the Love of a God: Before she ever got past the foyer, she spied her friends Sheila and Dino. They were colleagues in the conservation office and had worked with Maia for years. In all probability, they were her only real friends. She hurried over to their little huddle.Sheila Flynn’s blue eyes were ablaze with excitement. “He’s here!”“Who’s here?” Maia lazily slurped some extra-strong coffee from her eco-friendly travel mug, hoping it would wake her up.“Maia, honey,” Dino Di Iorio said, his tweezed brows arched.… Read more »
Hey Hey We're the Monkees!!! Awesome excerpt, Rosanna! You know I love your mythic stories. Thanks for coming by and sharing your talent.
This is from my new release, The Tese, now available for purchase! Liquid leaked from her core, and he sniffed the air from behind her, his finger tapping lightly on her engorged nubbin. “You smell incredible,” he commented as if the answer were obvious as hell. His voice sent ripples of cognizance through her which only ramped her up higher. He released her wrist, and his hands roamed over her lush figure, squeezing her thighs and hips, moaning his appreciation as he went. “You know,” he began in a deceptively calm voice, “women with curves have always made me harder… Read more »
From the story "Budapest" in my vampire romance anthology, Tender Bites – and btw, thanks so much Sheri for the hot snippets and the chance to share! He clamped his hand around her wrist like he was grabbing a sword hilt, hard and sure and painfully tight–none of the adjectives she would ever have associated with being held by Richard. She had never realized how big he was before, how powerful. He had always seemed hunched, a spider, a scholar. Now he was standing up quite straight, and she realized how broad he was at the shoulders, how big his… Read more »
This was for real as he sent her love with the tender yet urgent kisses. Caressing her mouth with his, he was gliding his hands on her back, down to her round buttocks, and gripping them firmly. “I know we should really wait, but can you let me make love to you?” He asked. “You are the man, it’s your choice.” She told him. “No it’s not going to be like that with us. I want our love to be what we both want. I don’t want to control you. I want to be with you, half and half, you… Read more »
Thank you for the opportunity, Sheri.Author, Cora Blu“The Man He’ll Never Be”Lena tells Dillon she’s hungry, while he rows the canoe back to the cabins under the cloudy autumn sky after they’d gone hiking.**Dillon ran his hand over her leg, gripping her inner thigh. Heat moved up through his touch to her breast. Instantly aroused, she closed her fingers over his, his thumb brushing over her groin, rubbing back and forth. She found her legs opening, without conscious thought from her. His warm lips caressed her throat, leaving a trail of hot kisses to cool in the fall air. She… Read more »
Hi Cora Blu! Your excerpt was a combination of merging senses and a balancing act! Great job, it's great to see you here!
"We kissed again – we were ready.We didn’t make it further than my living room where I had prepared a fire place log earlier on, so it was ready to go when we came back. I struck a match and soon the room was glowing red. Oliver sat down in front of the fireplace to watch the flames and me, nursing a glass of wine. I slowly undressed down to my fishnet stockings and sexy bodysuit that I had purchased for an occasion like this. Oliver lay down on the carpet, beckoning me to join him. I knelt over him… Read more »
Oh, my! Yummy-yum-yum! Mine is from a new ms, Cowboy, Come Home… Carrying the bouquet of yellow daffodils meant for Eden, Maura entered Adam’s house. She gave him a flirtatious smile as she stepped over the threshold. Adam ignored the guilt churning in his gut. He hadn’t left Eden; she deserted him. Leaving the lights low, hoping Maura wouldn’t be grossed out by the condition of his dirty house, Adam led her to the couch. Swiping a pile of newspapers and unfolded clothes to the floor, he sat and pulled Maura across his lap. He tossed his Stetson aside and… Read more »
Yee – freaking – Haw!! D'Ann, you write THE HOTTEST western romance I've ever read! That ain't no lie. Thank you for stopping by the Flames and turning up the heat.
From SAFE FROM THE DARK: Evie’s head fell back as Colin sucked gently at the sensitive spot where neck met shoulder, and she slid her hands under his blazer, learning the ridges of his torso through the soft material of his shirt. Suddenly, the only thing that mattered was getting her hands on all that warm muscled flesh, and she was shocked to find herself tugging the material free from his jeans. When her greedy hands burrowed beneath, exploring the contours of his body, reveling in the heat that poured off of him, Colin groaned and wrapped his arms around… Read more »
The ladies took their sherry as ladies do, and the men headed to the lounge for cigars and port. Of course wherever men congregate, politics and finances are on everyone’s mind; that, and the Queen’s upcoming Jubilee. The century would be turning shortly and industry and modernization were keen topics alongside investments and instability in South Africa. Queen Victoria’s bellicose grandson Wilhelm had recently alienated public opinion by his interest in the Cape Colony of South Africa. More than one man in the room felt the foreseeable future held a second Boer war. I found I didn’t have much to… Read more »
Javier panted, sure that one injudicious movement of his hips would bring sticky, hot disgrace against his torso; wishing to prevent this, he pulled away savagely. Ofelia nearly screamed her need, his question forgotten; she panted for breath, biting down hard on her knuckles to stifle the sound, and then her husband's body was looming over her face, his hard, throbbing member pushing hotly against her mouth. She parted her lips and sucked the head as hard as she dared, hoping he would return the favour and wondering from where that terrible, selfish, sinner's thought had come. He had never… Read more »
Thanks again, Sheri, for the cool promo! AFTER PARTY by Zenobia Renquist Genre: Erotica ContemporaryPublisher: Razor's Edge PressLength: Short StoryPrice: $2.49 Buy Link: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1924 EXCERPT: He picked up her hand and shook it. "Tawnie," he called in a louder voice. She made a questioning noise but was obviously still asleep. "Tawnie, I'm going to fuck you in your sleep. Is that okay with you?" When she didn't react, he shook her arm again. "Okay?" She made an affirmative noise as she yanked on her arm. Hudson released her. "Good enough for me." She'd said yes. Sure she was asleep, but… Read more »
Zenobia – you're very welcome and I hope you come back again next time.
Dying Room Only by Renee GeorgeMMF Menage Thanks, Sheri, for inviting us to post our excerpts today! Excerpt (MM): Rafir moaned, a small escape of pleasure. He gazed down into Alex’s eyes and felt like he was drowning in quicksand. A vampire can’t roll a shape shifter, but it didn’t stop Rafir from thinking the experience had to be similar. This scruffy, dirty street urchin had triggered an animalistic need in Rafir–a need to protect Alex and make him his own. The boy had surrendered unconditionally. Alex wanted Rafir to shred him into ribbons of flesh and blood or to… Read more »
Hi Renee! That's a great last line hook. Thanks for coming by, hope to see you again!
That was just a little tease snippet– more, please.Awesome excerpt. Here's one from my medieval erotic romance – Black Dorn "Yes, please," Branwyn cried. "Take me, like…like you took Sasha. Take command of my body. Pleasure yourself like you are the gon-dra (prince). I am not afraid of you. I only wish to please you." For a few moments Malack did not move. "Sasha loves pain. We spent many nights here where her flesh was red and blood dripped from her. Still, she still begged for more." Her eyes grew round. She steadied her voice. "I trust you, Malack." He… Read more »
A little BDSM, anyone? HOT as always, Daryl!
This is my WIP, The Nanny, available next month! They fell onto the bed and Kieran rolled on top of Tiana. He saw the hunger in her eyes, the need to love and be loved. With a quick movement, he entered her, filling her as she tightly accommodated him. They rocked in unison as they surrendered their love to each other. Their mouths hungry for each other as Kieran relentlessly drove into Tiana, solidifying their union and their bond. Tiana clutched at Kieran’s back as she climaxed, her body quietly shuddering and a small moan escaping her lips. He soon… Read more »
Great idea — thanks so much! Out This Week at Changeling PressMemphis Heat 1: Stakeout by Shelby Morgen and Marteeka Karland Blurb: Jarod took a bullet to the chest. But he didn’t die. And since he woke up, nothing’s been the same. Because while he was lying there bleeding out, he was bitten. By a werewolf. And that thing about silver bullets? Myth. Shoot anything in the mouth, spill its brains all over the sidewalk, and it dies. Jarod’s got no pack, and his bite didn’t come with instructions. What Jarod doesn’t know about being a werewolf would fill a… Read more »
My first time here… be gentle. 😀 From Necromancing Nim: I thought I knew what to expect from vampire sex. I’d banged Colin, after all, like a screen door in a hurricane. But I was beginning to think I’d made a mistake by taking control instead of letting him do his thing. Because Sebastian was, well…wow. I was hesitant at first. He kissed and fondled me for a good five minutes before I finally worked up the nerve to fumble a hand into his pants. When I did, I found a pleasantly long, hard cock waiting behind the zipper of… Read more »
Katriena, you did AWESOME!! Please come back again soon and share more of your writing talent.
*Taking a moment to turn up the fan and refresh my iced tea*
Whew – some hot excerpts here today, or what? I love Friday Flames because it's my chance to give back to all my writing friends who give me so much all the time.
Thank you. Now…I'm ready for MORE!!
"Nobody Rides for Free" by Sara Jayhttp://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1936"Come on," said the blond cowboy, smiling at her charmingly. "You can't stay out here alone. It's dangerous! Coyotes and bears and stuff." She didn't tell the idiot that such animals would never come within a mile of her out of fear. They faced the direction she was going — and besides, she could make them go any way she wanted if they chose to divert from her path. She simply simpered, "Well, all right, gentlemen." She walked over to them, wondering which one she should straddle first. Where had that come from? Green… Read more »
Love, love, love all of these. Unfortunatey I have nothing the right size ready.
Love these!! Love that tease, Sheri!
Great idea! Thanks for the promo opp 🙂 Cat Came Back by Anne Kane She tasted good. So good. He explored every inch of her mouth, his tongue sliding along hers in an erotic invitation. She responded eagerly, starting a sensual duel that sent heat thrumming along every nerve. It had been so long since he’d dared to hope for this. When her family left Hunter’s Canyon he’d thought he would never see her again. He’d held on to the hope that once she matured, she’d return to her roots. Cats were territorial creatures and their shifter brethren even more… Read more »
He captured her lips with his mouth. His kiss was slow and tantalizing, an erotic invitation to sensual delights. His tongue conducted a leisurely exploration of her mouth, twined, tasted. But he didn’t touch any part of her body. Caught up in the whirlwind, she could do little else but curl her toes. When he freed her lips, her breath was coming hard and fast. More turned on than she could ever remember, she took another risk. Still gasping for air, she explained, “Most bondage scenarios revolve around a fantasy.” She paused for a beat, gathering her courage. “You said… Read more »
Thanks for the opportunity. This short story is free today through Sunday. It's not erotica, but steamy contemporary romance. B00AHJN4ZWJace knew he was going to lose control soon. And he had one important issue he had to deal with before he lost all coherent thought. He tugged out his wallet, yanked out a condom, and opened his pants.When Carlotta gasped, he looked up. She was staring at him. She reached out a hand and touched him, lightly. "Jace," she whispered. "I never thought I would see you again."Her fingers trailed over him, and lust roared through him. His plans and… Read more »