Men of McKenna Downs Serial

Men of McKenna Downs Serial

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1)

Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1) is now available at Siren-Bookstrand. This is the first of a four-book serial. The books have to be read together in order to get the HEA for all the main characters. The good news is that the next book comes out two weeks after the first book and so on, so the waiting time is short.

I feel I should mention that there are a lot of characters in this serial, including some side characters that tie in with the main characters. If you don't like books with more than one plot, or you find a lot of characters hard to keep track of, you might want to pass on this one. I genuinely want everyone to enjoy what they read, so I thought I'd mention it.

The serial is MFMMMMM menage with BDSM and MM in the later books.

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Word Count: 54,263
[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]
Danielle Hartwell flees Chicago after witnessing her ex-boyfriend murder someone. A handsome cowboy helps her avoid detection when Gavin's men go looking for her.
Heath Brodie is charmed by the curvy blonde, but there's just one problem. Danielle doesn't like his father, Malachi Brodie, a judgmental preacher. Heath leaves out his last name when he introduces himself, hoping that doesn't come back to bite him.
When Danielle arrives home in McKenna Downs, David and Brighton McAlister confess their love for her. They're willing to share her with Heath, but the cowboy is wary of their proposal since he grew up in a traditional home.
Danielle’s ex-boyfriend is still out there hunting her. Can the men protect her from him?
What happens when a biker with an ax to grind decides it's time for Heath to pay for what he did ten years ago?
NOTE! This is book 1 of 4 in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs collection. These books are not stand-alone. Each is a continuation of the previous book and must be read in the numbered order. The final book contains a happily ever after for the heroine and all her men.
Note: This series runs on a parallel timeline to The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs


Heath answered his ringing cell phone. “Hello?”
“Greetings, my good man.”
What the hell?
“Who is this?”
“Who indeed,” the young man on the other end replied. “Would you mind taking a moment to participate in a survey?”
“Not interested.”
“Oh, come on!”
Well, that was quite the professional response. Heath smirked. “Fine, go ahead.”
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Of course it is. Favorite food?”
“I don’t know. Steak. Pizza.”
“That’s nice. Would you consider yourself a kinky man?”
What the fuck?
“Excuse me?”
“Bear with me. This is a survey, damn it.”
Heath almost laughed. “Fine, sure.”
“Excellent. Ever had a threesome or a foursome?”
“Ever wanted one?”
“Is there a point to this?”
“We’re doing studies on human sexuality. It was either that or orangutans, but those guys prefer privacy.”
Yeah, ’cause I don’t.
“Anyway,” the weirdo on the other end continued, “if you were to engage in a foursome, are you the kind of guy who would focus on the woman, or do you find yourself craving cock, too? Nobody’s judging or coming onto you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I need to know, man.”
“I think you need to fuck yourself.”
“Oh, I do, but this is a survey, okay?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “Yes, you’ve established that this is a survey. Get to the point already.”
“Okay then. Are you into BDSM?”
“Is that really a question on there?”
“You wouldn’t believe the questions on here.”
Heath paced while talking. “Look, this conversation has been the thrill of a lifetime, but I’ve got to go, so—”
“Are you a Dom, as in a dominant man who dominates submissive people in a BDSM context?”
He wanted to pound his head against the wall, or better still, this idiot’s. “I know what a Dom is.”
“And are you a Dom?”
“Yeah, I’m a Dom. Are we done now?”
Anything to shut the guy up.
“Excellent. How would you like to share a woman with me and my brother? We’re good-looking guys. I’m the sexiest, of course.”
Heath wrinkled his nose. “You’re disgusting.”
“I’m not hitting on you, but if you happen to grope me during the encounter, I sure won’t complain.”
“What the fuck? Who is this?”
“What do you know about the McAlisters?”
Heath groaned. “Is that who this is? You’re the youngest brat, aren’t you?”
“That’s an interesting theory. Let’s talk about Brighton. He’s a stud, right?”
It had to be him. Stupid fucking prankster. Hadn’t he grown up yet?
Heath decided to mess with him. “I don’t know. He’s kind of scrawny looking, and he has a weird face. Honestly, he’s not my type.”
“What do you mean he’s not your type?” the guy shrieked on the other end. “He’s hot stuff.”
“Give it up, Brighton. I know it’s you. I’m not interested in having sex with you.”
“You would be if I was Heller Enos.”
His pulse skyrocketed.
“What?” Heath growled.
“I think you want to make his babies…if men could do that. Did he come on to you? Did you like it?”
He got dizzy. “How do you know about that?”
“Whoa.” Brighton sounded blown away. “I was just bluffing. I didn’t know you guys made out.”
Damn it! I was outwitted by a moron.
“Hey, cool. What was that like?”
“I’m hanging up,” Heath threatened.
“Fine, David and I will have Danielle Hartwell all to ourselves.”
“What?” The memory of seeing her with that vaguely familiar-looking guy in an alley at twilight flashed in his head, and something clicked. Danielle had said it was Brighton, but he hadn’t really been listening. “You’re the son of a bitch that was eating her out?”
“Don’t be talking about my mama. She was no bitch, and yes, I did eat Danielle out. What are you gonna do about it?”
“I’m gonna go over there and kick your ass.”
Brighton let out a fake, unsteady chuckle. “Hey now, let’s not be hasty. I am willing to share her with you. What say you to that?”
“Your ass is mine.” Heath grabbed his keys.
Brighton sounded entertained on the other end. “Heath, please. I know I’m attractive, but don’t you think we should kiss before starting anything like that so I don’t feel scandalized?”
Heath wanted to pummel him. “I meant your ass is grass.”
“Oh. Um, about what happened, no hard feelings. Danielle’s too much woman for just one man.”
He headed toward his truck. “Well, I hope going down on her was worth it, because I’m coming over there.”
Brighton squeaked. “How hard are you gonna hit me?”
“You’re gonna find out.”
“Wait, wait, wait. I thought we could share her.”
“You thought wrong.”
“Crap. But you can even touch me if you have to. I don’t mind.”
Heath got into his truck. “Yeah, I bet you don’t.”
“But see, there’s this BDSM club in McKenna Downs. You and Danielle could sign up and get freaky there while you train her to be submissive. It’s a great plan. Then you’ll share her with us and hopefully, eventually with Cole, too.”
“What? How many men are you passing her to?”
“Not many. What do you think of joining the club?” Brighton asked. “You don’t have to be in the closet anymore.”
“What?” Heath growled.
“I meant the BDSM closet. I’m sure you hide a lot from your ‘torch them all’ dad. Why, are you in the gay closet, too?”
Brighton made a cat hiss. “I was only asking. What is that sound?”
“That, my good man”—Heath parroted the phrase from earlier—“is the sound of the key going into the ignition.”
“W-Why?” Brighton asked nervously.
“You ate out my woman, and now you have the audacity to suggest sharing her with me? And you think I want to fuck your punk ass?”
“Hey, I can screw yours if it makes you feel better.”


Brighton studied her for a second. “First? You misunderstood. We’re taking you at the same time.”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
He grinned. “You heard me.”
David kissed her on the head, rolling her breasts in thought-crushing circles that turned her will into putty. “Any objection to that, pumpkin?”
Her cunt throbbed with need.
“No. It sounds wonderful.”
It did sound divine, but would they respect her afterward in spite of going to bed with two men at once? If this was merely a fling, the question wouldn’t even matter, but these men wanted to marry her. Would they still consider her wife material after this risqué tryst?
“Kiss me,” Brighton ordered on a whisper.
Danielle met his lips, melting into the molten kiss. Her spine tingled at the prowess of his seductive mouth slowly devouring hers into surrender.
Her nipples prickled and tightened with need beneath David’s tweaking and plucking at them.
She jolted, a whimper of desperation skating from her when Brighton’s hand dipped into her panties. The salmon-pinkish orange color matched her bra, and she liked the little white pineapples flecked all over the cotton.
His palm smoldered against her pussy. She felt cream leak from her channel, and the pulse inside her intensifying.
“I feel you creaming all over me,” Brighton murmured against her lips. “Do you like the way David’s hands feel on your breasts?”
She swallowed and nodded, unable to speak for the rush of sensations.
Brighton grinned. “But not as much as my hand on your pussy?”
He chuckled when David reached up and slapped him upside the head.
“Lift your arms up so he can take your top off,” Brighton gently commanded.
Danielle raised her arms, feeling pretty much naked and powerless at the delicious, freeing sense of David pulling her tank top off her body followed by her bra.
“Damn,” Brighton breathed. “They’re fantastic. Turn around and show him, baby. Show David your amazing breasts.”
“You’re sweet.” She slowly pivoted to display her rack to David.
“Mmm. Beautiful.” David gave her an appreciative smile, brown eyes hungry.
Her head fell back against Brighton when his brother bent down for a taste of her fleshy mounds. He bestowed tender kisses on them before ravaging them with his mouth. His warm nibbles and ravenous sucking left her feverish and shaky.
She heard Brighton’s shirt come off behind her and the sound of him unzipping his jeans. A moment later she felt her panties being tugged aside while she still wore them and the sizzling flesh of Brighton’s hard cock touching her naked pussy. He let her panties snap back into place so they cradled his erection against her bare mons.
“Oh God,” she breathed.
Her cunt wept, the tears oozing onto his rigid length. Feeling his hot flesh baking against hers made her ache for consummation.
David’s horny feasting on her tits made her pussy drip with instinct.
As much as she thoroughly enjoyed his mouth on her bosom, she needed to feel his mouth devouring hers. She fisted his hair and tugged on it gently, encouraging him to get up. He kept right on sampling her breasts and licking her nipples into taut nubs of steel. It aroused the hell out of her that he refused to get up until he was good and ready to.
When David stood, his mouth crashed down on hers like he’d been thirsting to death for that kiss. God knew she had.
His kiss was every bit as sublime as Brighton’s.
David swallowed her pleased moan when Brighton slipped his stiff cock out of her panties and proceeded to take her underwear off, leaving her as naked as he was.
She undid David’s fly to get him heading down the path of nakedness like they were. He broke the kiss on a breathless grin and whipped his shirt off over his head while she took his pants off. He stepped out of his underwear for her.
When all three of them were in the buff, both men led her by the hand over to their long, wide couch.
“Lie down, Danielle,” David softly coaxed her.
Coyly, she did as she was told. She had always envisioned being a bold little minx if she ever bedded them, but oddly, nerves got the better of her. It mattered so much more to her this time than it had any of the times with Cash or Gavin.
Brighton knelt beside her on the floor and laced his fingers through her hair while David got between her legs on the couch. He kissed a warm trail of sin down her belly and finally all over her needy snatch.
“God, that feels so good. Let me do something to one of you. It doesn’t have to just be about me,” she offered.
“Shh,” Brighton lulled. “We’ll get to that. Right now let us pamper our girl.”
“We love doing this to you,” David murmured against her private flesh before pressing a delicate kiss on her there.
Feeling his lips pepper soft, warm kisses on the seam of her pussy made her throb in response down there. It got her so hot and bothered to see David poised between her splayed thighs with his head buried in her mound. She saw his slick pink tongue extend, a heartbeat later felt the slippery heat of it pierce into her wet folds, touching her there, tasting her brazen fluid.
Danielle gasped and clutched Brighton’s hand for refuge. He held her hand, gently talking her through it and being there for her. But she couldn’t escape it. David’s tongue left no part of her slit untouched. He laved her inner lips, causing them to open to him and her channel to emit wetness, proving to him how badly she wanted him.
“That’s it,” Brighton cooed. “You just lie there and let him lick you.”

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Cover Reveal For Cowboy Charade

This here is the cover for Cowboy Charade (The McAlisters of McKenna Downs 1). It's the first in a four-book serial. Book one is scheduled to come out at Siren-Bookstrand on June 27th and elsewhere about a month later.

Harris Channing designed the cover, and I think it's looking swell and lovely. :)

This serial is about Danielle and her men. It's MFMMMMM menage and the latter three books contain MM. The heroes are all different, so each book kind of fits a different subgenre. Book one is cowboys, book two is BDSM, book three is more of a biker book, and book four is BDSM.

The second book is supposed to come out two weeks later. They're all scheduled like that, so the wait period is pretty short.

This serial runs on a parallel timeline as The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

The McAlisters of McKenna Downs Serial Accepted

That spin-off serial to the Men of McKenna Downs serial has been accepted by Siren Publishing! :) The first book, Cowboy Charade, should be out in July or right around there. There are four books in The McAlisters of McKenna Downs serial. They're all written and have been accepted, so no long waits or anything.

This serial runs on a parallel timeline as The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs book. You can read one without the other. It's not a problem. It's just something I had fun doing. A couple of crossover parts and scenes from a different characters' POV, but mostly all new material about the seven main characters and a few side characters, both old and new.

These four books are MFMMMMM menage. The latter three books contain MM content and S&M, but the first book does not. There are manlove thoughts for some of the characters in the first book, though. Not sure if that counts. LOL

I'll update more when I have exact release dates.

Also, I plan on self-pubbing Haunting Siren this month, probably within a week or two if all goes well. I've never self-pubbed before, so this should be interesting. That one is MF paranormal with a ghost theme and some light bondage and mild S&M. There is a capture theme through part of it, but it's not as heavy and dark as The Fallen Angels trilogy. That trilogy is dark erotica. Haunting Siren is erotic romance.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Serial is Finished, Plus WIP Updates

I finally finished that serial I told you about. It's a spin-off serial of the Men of McKenna Downs series. This serial is four books and it's about Danielle and her six men. It takes place on a parallel timeline as The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs.
I just have to read through and edit the last book and peek over everything to make sure all four books are consistent and then I'll send the serial off to the publisher by Tuesday or Wednesday. If you're reading this after April 22nd, then it's already been sent off.
The first book would come out sometime this summer.

I'm going to do one more read through and editing of Haunting Siren and then I'm going to either send it to the publisher or just self-publish it. It's been out of print for a while. It's time to bring it back. It should be out in May if I self-pub it.

After that I'm going to start working on the second Masters of Black Dragon book. This one will be about Miranda and her two Doms, Jason and Armand. It will probably come out in late July or early August, depending on the publisher's schedule.

We'll be moving soon, so that will probably take up June or whichever month we end up moving in. Once we're in, I'll update my website. Yes, for real. LOL

WIPs for later this year include finishing Winchester, Arizona 4, starting Temptation, Wyoming 8, and a few others.

Remember that really dark, angsty, disturbing MM trilogy I mentioned before? I finished book one recently. It's over 180k words, the longest book I've ever written. There are about twenty-five sex scenes in it. Carried away much? LOL
I'm well into book two now. I plan on publishing the trilogy, just not this year since I already have books lined up that will be coming out close together this year.

I also started something fairly light compared to what I normally write. It's one of those MF millionaire type of books. I didn't make him a billionaire because he's thirty and I just couldn't. LOL Millionaire's good, too, right?
Anyway, that one will be self-published and I want to have it come out early next year.

That's all for now. I just figured I should do an update. If I go all submarine and run silent for a while, it means I'm writing like a fiend. I'll still check in on Facebook and Twitter and say hi. I also respond to emails as long as it's not in my spam filter. Have a great day, guys!

Friday, March 27, 2015

Nook Book - The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

If you have a Nook and want to put another book on it, here's one: The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs. Or if you were waiting for Melanie's sister, Kendall's story, this is it. :)

Word Count: 100,709

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, with M/M, exhibitionism, spanking, cropping, flogging, whipping, sex toys, HEA]
The torrid romance of Charlie Huntington and Kendall Laurie is torn apart by his scandalous proposition. Years later she goes to McKenna Downs to see her sister, Melanie, hoping to avoid him while she's there.
Fate has a sense of humor when it thrusts her into the arms of the very men Charlie wanted to share her with. His best friend, Quentin Adeniji, and Charlie's brothers, Shane, Justin, and René Huntington, are determined to keep her there. Falling for them is easy. Giving up a fashion career in New York is out of the question.
The men aren't the only ones with plans for her future. A hit-man has made her lovers his target. Even if he doesn't pick them off one by one, can she handle the town secret?
A wolf in disguise poses a more insidious threat. Someone has set their sights on one of her men and is determined that Kendall will never have him.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Guest Author Mardi Maxwell

Hi, guys! Today my guest is Mardi Maxwell. She's sharing an excerpt from her newest book.
Welcome, Mardi! :)

Nate's Naughty Nymph (The Doms of Club Mystique 5)

Mardi Maxwell

Nate McLeod does everything in his power to keep his sons alive even if it means letting them believe he's dead. While they're safe with his cousin, Jake Ramsey, he goes after the man who tried to kill him and harm them. Focused on his mission he doesn’t have time for relationships until DEA agent Nymph Lachlan walks back into his life.
Free-spirited Nymph believes in going after what she wants and that means Nate. When she tells him she's not interested in marriage then offers him a D/s relationship it's a proposal he can't refuse. She’ll submit in the bedroom but be his equal partner in their pursuit of Mendez' drug cartel.
When their mission leads them to Rendezvous, Texas, Nate is forced to reveal his identity to his sons. Now he and Nymph have two battles on their hands—stop Mendez and get the Ramsey brothers to let him be a part of their lives.

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The next morning, Nate glared at the curtain that divided the room he’d been moved to the previous evening. Deep snores rattled the glass in his window, and if could’ve he’d have thrown something at the snoring son of a bitch who’d kept him awake all night. He was contemplating pushing the call button for the nurse when the door swung open and the most luscious woman he’d ever seen strolled in. She was tall, maybe five feet nine inches with legs that went on forever and breasts that had his hands tingling with the need to touch them. The shorts she wore showed off muscled, slightly tanned thighs and hugged a full heart-shaped ass. Her V-necked T-shirt left a tantalizing bit of cleavage on display. She had curly blonde hair like Marilyn Monroe’s and soft brown eyes surrounded by long lashes. She stared back at him for a moment then a beautiful smile curved her lips and lit up her eyes before she peeked behind the curtain then looked at him again.
He expected her to leave or wake up the snorer. Instead she grabbed a chair, pulled it over to his bed and flopped down into it. She watched him as if she expected him to recognize her. When he didn’t say anything, she smiled.
“Hi, I’m Ny—Isabella.”
He caught her hesitation over her name but ignored it. She watched him as if she expected him to recognize her. When he didn’t say anything, a delicate brow curved upward and he reluctantly introduce himself. “Nate.”
“Nice to meet you, Nate.” She smiled and crossed her bare tanned legs. “You don’t remember me, do you?”
“Would you like to know where we met?”
Nate nodded.
“In a bar in Colombia. I was with my partner, Tony Hernandez. I had black hair back then and a great tan. You and your men led us into the jungle to a”—she hesitated—“a farm that grew a rather interesting crop.”
“How long ago was that?”
“A little over two years.”
Nate nodded as flashes of images filled his mind. “You went by Rambo back then.”
“It was a joke between Tony and me.”
Nate surprised himself by asking, “Were you and Hernandez lovers?”
She laughed, a husky sound that tightened the muscles of his stomach and sent a rush of blood to his cock.
“No. He’s married and has like half a dozen kids. Cute ones.”
Nate felt relieved, although he didn’t know why. Something about her stirred him up.
She pointed to the dividing curtain. “Have you met my uncle?”
“Only through his snores.”
She laughed. “His bed is broken and won’t sit up, so he snores all night. They’re changing it today.”
Nate couldn’t look away from her. She was curvier than hell. Just the way he liked his women. When she smiled a dimple appeared on her right cheek, and his heart thumped in his chest. He would’ve thought he was having a heart attack if it wasn’t for the tent appearing in the sheet covering his lap. Damned if he didn’t feel his cheeks heat with embarrassment when she glanced at the sheet, then grinned.
“You a married man, Nate?”
“Involved? Gay?”
“No and no.”
A second later she stood up, leaned over him, and brushed her lips over his before she sat back down. Nate was so stunned he didn’t even think to avoid her. He glanced at the IV in his arm and wondered what the hell they were giving him before he caught her staring at his lap again.
She nodded toward his cock. “I’ve had that effect on a lot of guys but you’re the first one I’ve ever wanted to maybe belong to. Mind if I see what you’ve got under there?”
When she reached for blanket’s edge, Nate forced his right arm to move and cover his lap. “Are you always this bold?”
“No, but the moment I saw you in Colombia I knew I wanted you. I hit on you back then but you turned me down. You were all business and you carried a big gun. It really turned me on. I love a man with a”—she glanced at his lap again—“big gun.”
“I was married.”
“She’s dead.”
“I’m sorry, Nate.”
When she started to pick up the tote she’d carried in with her, he began to panic at the thought of her leaving. “Nine months ago my car was run off the road. I hit a tree. It exploded. I was thrown clear. She died.”
“You blame yourself?”
He shook his head. “It was her lover who ran us off the road.”
She nodded. “Any kids?”
Nate ignored the question. “How about you? Married? Kids?”
“Nope. Single as the day I was born and too wild to have kids.” She smiled. “My job takes up most of my time.”
“Marines first, then the DEA.” She smiled. “I still want you. Are you going to let me have you this time?”
“I usually do the chasing, pet.”
A huge grin curved her lips. “I’ve always wanted to try being a Domme. I think you know what that is, right?”
Nate nodded.
“I’d really like to tie you up and play with you.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
“I’ll take that as a yes then. Thank you.”
“Never going to happen, ever.”
“We’ll see.”
The snoring stopped and Nate breathed a silent sigh of relief. A lot of women had chased him because of his looks, but that had been before the explosion. Now he had laceration scars on his right cheek and neck and burn scars down his right side to his upper thigh. A small shudder swept through him as he realized how close he’d come to losing his dick. He bunched the sheet over his now-soft cock then stared at his uninvited guest. “Sounds like your uncle might be waking up.”


Nate wet his thumb in her juices then slid it down to her ass and pushed into her. “Are you embarrassed right now?”
“No, Sir.”
“What do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me. I want to come.”
Nate rose. He kissed her, then while his lips were still against hers he said, “I want you to play with your clit with your right hand, but when I tell you to stop I want you to obey me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He held still until he felt her fingers brush his wrist. He slid his thumb the rest of the way into her ass as he slid two fingers into her pussy. She drew in a breath and held it as she brushed her fingers over her clit, softly at first, then harder, faster.
“Oh, Nate, please, please.”
“Not yet, baby. Stroke that sweet little clit.”
Nymph moaned but he felt her fingers continue to move. Her breathing hitched, then she began to chant his name as the muscles in her legs tensed and her belly quivered.
He finger fucked her until he felt her vaginal walls tighten, then begin to flutter. “Stop, now, Nymph.”
“Nate, please.”
He continued to move his fingers as he waited to see what she would do. After a second, she moved her hand and dropped it onto her lower belly. Her cunt tightened around his fingers, and she shivered then moaned. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took. He stroked her a couple times then pushed his middle finger into her and used his index finger to stroke her clit. “Come now.”
“Oh, yes, oh, Nate,” she gasped, then drew in a deep breath.
Nate slammed his mouth over hers as she exploded and screamed her pleasure into his mouth. She trembled then collapsed onto the bed but he wasn’t done with her yet. He pinched her clit and gave it a little tug. “Come for me, again.”
A long-drawn-out moan hummed from her lips as he slid his fingers into her and felt her clamp down on them. He stroked her gently then stopped when he heard her sigh.
After several moments she stirred and her eyes opened. “I’ve been good for months and kept my hands to myself and I haven’t topped from the bottom for two weeks.”
“You think you deserve a reward?” Nate chucked because he knew what was coming next—him.
“I’ve waited so long to touch you. To taste you. Please let me, Sir.”
Nate raised his head and kissed her. “I’m all yours, pet.” He rolled onto his back, crossed his hands beneath his head, and relaxed. A second later, he felt her fingers slip beneath the elastic band of his boxers, then down. She brushed the head of his cock, then gently grasped it and pumped her hand up and down. Her lips roamed over his neck to his ear then her tongue flicked over his earlobe before she nipped it.
“I’ve dreamt about doing this,” she said, her voice soft. “Night after night. I knew you would be big”—she squeezed him—“but not this big.”
Nymph licked his neck again, then leaned up and pressed her lips against his. She explored his mouth then stroked his tongue with hers and began stroking his dick from the base to the head. She stroked down then slid her hand over his balls and rolled them. A moment later she slid beneath the blanket and worked her way down the center of his chest to his belly, then to his cock. Her lips surrounded the head and sucked. He groaned and threaded his fingers in her hair. “God, baby, that feels so good.”
Nate was in heaven.

BIO: Mardi Maxwell writes contemporary erotic romance but this spring she's venturing out into the stars with a sci-fi romance, Valan's Bondmate. Her heroes are tough and sexy. Her heroines smart and sassy.  She spends her time writing, plotting her next book, reading zombie novels, gardening and baking.


Monday, March 23, 2015

Kobo Book - The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs

Here is a Kobo book for you. The Huntingtons of McKenna Downs. :)
Kobo -

Word Count: 100,709

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Cowboy Ménage Romance, M/F/M/M/M, with M/M, exhibitionism, spanking, cropping, flogging, whipping, sex toys, HEA]
The torrid romance of Charlie Huntington and Kendall Laurie is torn apart by his scandalous proposition. Years later she goes to McKenna Downs to see her sister, Melanie, hoping to avoid him while she's there.
Fate has a sense of humor when it thrusts her into the arms of the very men Charlie wanted to share her with. His best friend, Quentin Adeniji, and Charlie's brothers, Shane, Justin, and René Huntington, are determined to keep her there. Falling for them is easy. Giving up a fashion career in New York is out of the question.
The men aren't the only ones with plans for her future. A hit-man has made her lovers his target. Even if he doesn't pick them off one by one, can she handle the town secret?
A wolf in disguise poses a more insidious threat. Someone has set their sights on one of her men and is determined that Kendall will never have him.