Do you want to read the best in steamy historical romance with a spicy twist of BDSM kink?
Since so many of you enjoyed my putting an excerpt from “Taken” in a post, I decided that I’d do the same for all the books. I’ll start with one of my kinky historical romance “Elizabeth’s Destiny”.
Maxwell stalked around the edge of the pool like a panther, sleek body moving with cat like grace, ready to spring on his prey. Everywhere Beth turned, he cut off her escape, quickly and efficiently by merely walking around and around. She went to the center, knowing she was trapped, shaking her head, splashing water at him in desperation.
Maxwell sneered at her futile attempts to fend him off, and scooped up a sponge and some soap. He jumped in, ignoring the water she splashed his way, dropping the things he carried so he could wrap his arms around her and crush her body to his.
Maxwell managed to get one arm around her before she turned into a wildcat in his embrace. Now Beth was the predator and Maxwell the prey, she was on the attack. She kicked and clawed and fought his touch, snarling as a shriek of outrage tore from her throat.
“NO! LEAVE ME ALONE. I WON’T LET YOU TOUCH ME!” Her fists beat down on his chest and arms, her legs kicking out over and over ineffectually under the water. Maxwell let out a growl of pure fury and grabbed both of Beth’s arms in a punishing grip, shaking her until her teeth snapped together.
“That’s enough! Stop it you little bitch. Beth, stop it right this minute.” He easily hoisted her over his shoulder and began to rain slap after slap down upon her wet bottom and thighs, holding nothing back in his anger. She struggled and screamed, her legs kicking wildly as the sting of his spanks shot through her entire body. The pain was magnified because of the wetness of her skin, and the fact that she’s just been spanked. Down his hand came over and over, until her screams turned to pleas, and her pleas to whimpers that could barely be heard above the stinging wet slaps upon her bottom.
“Damn it woman! You are not to fight me.” Slap after slap made her bottom burn. “I own you now, and you will learn to obey me!” He spanked her hard, determined to make her obey, then harder still, determine to make her submit. “Do you understand? You belong to me and you will do as you’re told.”
His hand rose and fell in a relentless rhythm without mercy. Maxwell could feel the flesh on her bottom quiver as he slapped her, her body jerking in shock and pain after every blow but he didn’t care. Beth’s skin was hot and tight and his cock swelled with each smack of his palm. He’d teach the little hellion a lesson in obedience she wouldn’t forget.
Maxwell spanked her until she lay limp over his shoulder, all resistance long gone, then spanked her some more. He’d be damned if this uppity bundle of fire was going to get the best of him. Beth would remember who controlled her fate every time she sat down for a good long while. When her whimpers turned to sobs, and the heat of her skin burned his hand, Maxwell finally relented and shifted Beth, so she was lying in his arms.
Beth’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and her lower lip trembled as she fought back the last of her sobs. Maxwell bent down and kissed her tear streaked face, then began to place small kisses on each nipple, licking quickly and softly, and then suckling until they turned into hard little buttons under the laving of his tongue.
Beth fought the sensations running through her, but in the end, arched her back and moaned. Her body was in turmoil, filled with both pleasure and agony. Her bottom was on fire, but the burning deep within her had returned as well, along with the stinging pain. Maxwell’s mouth on her bare breast felt wonderful, and she was dizzy from the feelings rushing from her nipples to her very core. She could feel his hard shaft beneath her body, its tip pressing into her bottom. What was happening to her?
“So full of fire my little luv. Why must you be so naughty? If I were to touch your sweet little cunny it would be wet and ready for love, yet you fight me like a wildcat. I’m going to put you down on your feet and you’re going to stand like a good girl and let me wash you. I don’t want to hear a single word of sass out of you Beth. I’ve let you off easy so far, kitten. Trust me when I say there are many other more painful ways I can make your body pay for your rebellion.”
Maxwell brushed his lips over hers in the gentlest of kisses then kissed her aching nipples once more, eliciting a moan from Beth. Her body quivered in his arms and Maxwell smiled down at her. She would be a good pet when properly trained. He set her on her feet and Beth stood obediently just as he’d told her. Maxwell grinned his approval at her surrender.
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One of the local stores is now stocking Elizabeth’s Destiny, Dark Obsessions, and Sweet Agony. It’s a major step in the sales of my paperback copies. When they come in the box I still get all tingly when I hold one of them. It is a definite rush to touch a new book, all glossy and perfect and see my name on it for the author.
For those of you here in Milwaukee, they are being sold at the Tool Shed down on Murray. Go on down and look at all their wonderful things. Many of their floggers, paddles, collars, and other fun stuff are made by local people. You know Lord Katana makes the best floggers and Sir Wieland the best paddles. It’s all high quality stuff, not cheesy, cheap, porn store toys. Aside from vendor events it’s hard to find toys that are as well made. We even bought a catnip stuffed purple velour penis for the cats to play with. Let me tell you, it’s hysterical to watch that.