My Sexy Saturday #44 – A Sexy Halloween #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is a sexy Halloween. I’m sharing a snippet from my lesbian story, Weekend at Wilderhope Manor, which is set over a Halloween weekend.

Struggling not to roll her eyes at the eternal geekiness of her beloved, Stephanie replied, “Well, I’m already feeling like that, so heaven knows what a bunch of chemicals hitting my bloodstream is going to do. I hope that bed isn’t valuable, because I have a funny feeling we’re going to break it.”

“Ooh, is that a promise?”

Stephanie didn’t reply, because they were pushing open the double doors to a reception room, which was full of other guests. A few turned to glance at the pair and gave polite smiles or nods, then turned back to the front of the room where an official looking guy tapped the top of a mike.

She and Jenny exchanged a look. It was bloody obvious the thing wasn’t switched on, and yet, he was still tapping it, blowing into the top and generally making an arse of himself. More amusing still, the room had a small enough crowd it’d be perfectly easy to hear him, anyway. He obviously just had an inflated sense of his own importance.

They both took the opportunity to scope out their surroundings. The room had beautiful fixtures and furnishings, gorgeous fireplaces and was just generally impressive. The garish Halloween decorations only slightly marred this. In fact, if the rooms were made dimmer, it was entirely possible the entire place would be pretty terrifying. Stephanie guessed that would be on the cards tomorrow when the Halloween party took place. Her mind wandered, thinking about the outfits she and Jenny had chosen for the next day, and she smirked as she thought about the reactions they’d get.

Finally, a youngish guy toward the front of the group took pity on the man in charge and reached forward to flip the microphone switch. It screeched to life, rudely yanking Stephanie out of her almost daydream. Everyone went quiet and paid attention immediately, waiting for the man to speak and introduce the evening’s entertainment.

* * *

Half an hour later, and Stephanie’s brain was in overdrive. Despite never having participated in one of these evenings before, she was a fan of quizzes, puzzles and brain teasers of any kind, so she was having great fun. Everyone had been briefed, though Jenny and she had been so eager to get going they hadn’t paid full attention. Then everyone split up, each sent off on their own quest in order to uncover the truth of “whodunit.” Stephanie, having narrowed it down to two suspects, headed to the library to check for extra clues and evidence to help her nail down the perpetrator.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x


Fright Night Blog Hop #thriller #romance #erotica #gay #mm #werewolf #shifter

frightnightJoin us for a little Halloween fun in the Fright Night blog hop! Stop by each blog to check out their favourite paranormal or spooky reads and enter their giveaways!

To really whet your appetite for all things spooky, here’s a snippet from my paranormal romance thriller, Pack of Lies. Werewolves, anyone? It’s over 96,000 (plus novel) words of lies, deception and intrigue… a book you can really get your teeth into this Halloween ;)


Then all they could do was wait. They had the power to initiate the change earlier, but there was no point. It was easier to wait until the moon forced them to, making the entire transition faster and much less painful.

“Okay,” Matthew said, after what felt like forever. “Here we go. See you on the other side, brother.”

Isaac nodded, and after a beat an invisible force made them drop simultaneously to the ground, their hands and knees crashing onto the unforgiving rock floor. But that was the least of their worries. Small fry compared to the agony they experienced as their bones began realigning, their muscles and tendons stretching, popping, tearing, skin stretching and sprouting hair.

Matthew wished, and not for the first time, that their human consciousness was not involved in the change. Because everything they felt, experienced as they morphed from man to wolf, was imprinted into their memories forever, and of course made them dread each and every time they changed. The pain and discomfort never got any less. The only saving grace was that the process had grown quicker over the centuries, so their agony was that much briefer.

Before long Matthew was aware he was no longer a man. He looked over at his brother, now totally unrecognizable as the tall, handsome doctor he’d been just a few minutes ago. Glancing down at his own huge, hairy paws with their long, scary-looking claws, Matthew remembered the other side of the argument. Yes, they had to endure and remember the pain they went through as they transformed, but as that consciousness remained throughout, it meant they knew exactly what they did when they were wolves and could control themselves.

Not that there was anything to control down in the caves. There was no temptation of any kind, unless you liked the taste of bats, spiders or insects. Both brothers had tried bats before, catching the darting winged creatures in strong, long-toothed jaws for entertainment value, but they’d agreed the next day that they weren’t worth the bother. They were so small and irrelevant to their huge wolves that they took more energy to catch than they provided.

And so, once they’d gone through the transformation, a night in the Stoney Middleton caves proved pretty dull. It was a means to an end, a way to let their wolves roam free without endangering anyone or risking the exposure of their secret. It was certainly better than being locked in cages. They loped around the areas of the cavern that were large enough and occasionally crawled along some of the side passages just for something to do. Neither of them found it easy to sleep in wolf form, as there was so much raw energy, so much adrenaline coursing through their veins. In a way, changing on Eyam Moor had been better because there had been room to run around, burn off some of that energy. But that wasn’t an option—especially not now.

Though they’d said they weren’t going to head deeper into the cave system, Matthew turned tail—literally—and headed across the Oyster Cavern and into Eyam Passage. He was bored, and they’d already been down there for hours—if he didn’t do something, he was going to go crazy. Continuing through foot after foot of dark, damp tunnel, he passed a turn off on the left that he knew was a dead end. He was roughly underneath the electricity substation by the side of the Eyam road by now, and he kept going. Now he was beneath the road, now the woods on the other side of it.

There was an old mine shaft that opened up in Eyam Dale, and he made for it. He had no intention of attempting to get out of it—it would be impossible in any case, even more difficult than trying to get back out of the Gin entrance in his wolf form. All he wanted was a change of scenery, an excuse to stretch his legs and something to occupy his mind.

Just then he got it. A loud scuffle from above, the sound of rocks clattering against one another, against the ground, and some swearing. A man’s voice. Christ, Tom and his gang hadn’t seriously decided to come and check on them after all, had they?


Still not convinced? The book has over fifteen four and five star reviews… this isn’t your traditional romance :)

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Lucy x

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Warrior by Cara Bristol

WarriorWarrior (Breeder 3) blurb

A female fighting for freedom.  A male armed with determination. Can they save their people?

As a despotic Qalin marches through Parseon intent on conquering every province, Commander Marlix pledges his sister to another Alpha to protect her. Desperate to decide her own fate, Anika flees and finds refuge with the guerilla resistance movement against Qalin. Marlix’s aide Urazi hunts her down to bring her home to fulfill her duty. But when love blossoms between them, and provinces fall to Qalin, Anika and Urazi realize home has ceased to exist, and they are all that stand between the people of Parseon and the end of the world.

Warrior is the third and final book of the Breeder science fiction romance series, but it can be read as a stand-alone.

Available from:
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“If I had not killed Grogan, he would have beaten and used you.”

Urazi had witnessed Grogan striking her, so the first part came as no surprise, but how could he have known the alpha had intended to avail himself of her?

“Do you think I could not read his behavior? That I did not notice him rubbing himself against you? Do you think I am mentally deficient?” Urazi growled. “If I had not intervened, you would have joined forces against Marlix, Dak, and Ilian without knowing it.”

Anika’s face heated with guilt and shame.

“You are impulsive! Rash,” Urazi continued to rail. “You fled without concern for the consequences.”

“I knew the consequences! Marlix would have sent me to Ilian.”

Urazi looked away. “Commander Ilian would have kept you safe.”

“Maybe safety represents the greatest danger of all.”

“Your words do not make sense.”

“I wish to choose what I do. “

“Protocol makes the choice for you.”

“Protocol. Protocol. Protocol! I am sick of Protocol.” Anika stomped around, too angry to remain still.

“It is the way. Our way.”

Our way allowed Corren, Commander Dak’s beta, to slit my throat and leave me for dead.” Anika traced the fine scar bisecting her neck. “It allowed Qalin’s guards to hunt Tara and me, to kill Tara’s friend Ramon.”

“That is not the fault of Protocol, but of the individuals involved,” Urazi said.

Anika shook her head. “No. It creates the environment that encourages such behavior.”

“That is incor—”

“Protocol allows the male offspring of my sire to send me to whomever he wishes without concern for my desires.” Anika cut him off.

“Ilian is Alpha. He is the best possible choice for you.”

“Qalin is Alpha, too. Would he not be a best possible choice?”

“Now you speak rubbish.” Urazi turned away.

“You know I am right.”

“I know we all have our duty. In obedience, we achieve honor.”

“Easy for you to say. You are male. Your duty affords you some choices.”

“I am beta. Do you not think I wish for more?” Urazi whipped around, his gray eyes ablaze. “But I owe my allegiance to Parseon and to my Alpha! I accept that.”

“Well, I do not!” If she had a hammer she would not be able to pound understanding into his stony male brain. He would never empathize with her position. No male could. Anika clenched her hands into fists. If she were a male, she would have punched him by now. Old and new resentments ballooned. If she could not calm herself, she would explode. She would punch him. Anika stomped toward the forest.

“Come back here!”

She ignored him. He did not get a choice in the matter. Let him see what it was like to have one’s wishes overruled.

“Anika, I warn you….” Urazi’s voice hardened.

She faltered, responding to the command, habit and lifelong training overruling self-determination. But only if she let it. I am more than what I have been taught. Anika whirled around, folded all her fingers except for the middle one, and showed him her hand. Tara had called it flipping the coro and explained it was a very rude, dismissive gesture on Terra. It would be more satisfying if Urazi knew what it meant, but, for now, it was enough that she did. She spun around and marched toward the woods.


Cara BristolCara Bristol bio

Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.

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Mid Week Tease: “…and it was perfect. Utterly perfect.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. Here’s another sexy snippet from my M/M military erotic romance novella, Desert Heat, part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s very hot, and follows on from last week’s snippet.

Unconditional SurrenderShifting a little to get the perfect grip, Wilkes then began to masturbate Balkhi, in long, steady strokes, squeezing just a little harder as he got to the base, releasing the tension as his hand traveled up the length. Then he reversed the technique, playing around to see what Balkhi liked best, what made him gasp, what made him moan. Everything seemed to have the desired effect, so Wilkes picked up speed and grew rougher with his strokes, delighted when more clear liquid beaded at the dark purple head.

Unable to resist, he stuck out his tongue and tasted it. A hiss escaped from between Balkhi’s teeth. Wilkes did it again, and again, poking his tongue deep into the slit, pulling out more of the salty liquid and drinking it down eagerly. God, he wanted to make him come in his mouth, make his cock throb between his lips and his balls empty their load down his throat.

Making sure his mouth was plenty wet, Wilkes licked his lips then sunk them onto Balkhi’s cock. It tasted good, so fucking good. Clean, musky, salty. Masculine. Wilkes had barely started and already he was hooked. Concentrating on the head for a while, he got it soaked with saliva, letting it dribble down the shaft and onto his fingers. Then he used his hand to pump the base while his lips, teeth and tongue teased the tip, gradually working down and down until he needed to move his hand out of the way. Continuing on, Wilkes pulled in a deep breath through his nostrils, willing himself to relax as the head of Balkhi’s cock flirted with his gag reflex. Pushing through the initial discomfort, he swallowed, taking it in, gratified to hear Balkhi’s yelp, and feel desperate fingers grip his scalp.

Fuck, he felt powerful and vulnerable all at once, and it was perfect. Utterly perfect.

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News and Gossip! #bargains #sale #amwriting #comingsoon #giveaway

Hi everyone,

It’s been a while since I posted an update on here as things have been so crazy, so here goes…

tourbutton_unconditionalsurrenderIf you follow the blog, you’ll know that the Unconditional Surrender bundle went live and has been doing really well. Hurrah! The price just went up today (it’s been on sale for the first week of release), but I still think it’s an absolute steal for 13 m/m military novellas. Also, the collection is currently on tour, so if you follow the tour you can enter the fantastic giveaway each day. Check today’s out here – which is my turn putting my character, Hugh Wilkes, in the hot seat.

We’ve also received some fantastic reviews for the collection:

“This was a fantastic bundle and well worth the read. There are several stories in here that I would love to see the characters revisited in full length novels. These were great teasers that whet my appetite and left me wanting more. The variety that you get with this bundle is incredible from all the different branches of the military, some active and some retired, some dealing with wounds and/or PTSD, there is truly something for everyone.” 4 out of 5, Guilty Indulgence Book Club

“Unconditional Surrender is a great bundle set of gay romance featuring men of the military. There is a little something for everyone in here. The romances range from sweet to so erotic they will make you blush.” 4 out of 5, The Jeep Diva

“If you want a quick read with a lot of different types of stories, all involving hot military men,then you will like this collection.” 4 out of 5, Inked Rainbow Reads

If you’ve read the bundle, and are looking for some more m/m goodness, check out: Pack of Lies, Letters to a War Zone, Illicit Relations and Ditched.

If, on the other hand, you’re looking for more bargain reads, check out Timeless Desire (M/F paranormal erotic romance) and Weekend at Wilderhope Manor (F/F paranormal erotica) which are both currently available at just $0.99/77p. They’re also both pretty spooky, so ideal for the time of year ;)

In news of upcoming titles, short story fans are in for a good time…

Next month, I’m releasing a collection of erotic short stories – most of which have been previously published, but I still retain the rights. So keep yours eyes peeled for Multi-Orgasmic.

I’m also delighted to announce I have a story in the upcoming Cougars anthology from the fabulous Ladylit. It’s called Returning Riley, and the collection is due to hit digital shelves in early November.

Last, but not least, Sapphic Smut is also forthcoming. This anthology, which I both contributed to and edited, contains stories from yours truly, Kay Jaybee, Louisa Bacio, Sallyanne Rogers, Vanessa de Sade, Tabitha Rayne and Elizabeth Coldwell.

Event wise, Smut Manchester will soon be upon us! So if you’re looking for a fantastic day featuring all things smutty, then get yourself to Manchester on the 15th November. I’ll be there selling books, giving away goodies and reading from my work. I hope to see you there.

Before then, the Brit Babes are having a Halloween party on Facebook! Join here for laughs, fun, prizes and more!

At the moment, writing wise, I’m in m/m-land. I’m currently working on a novella for a bundle I’m putting together with Lily Harlem (more on that soon). It’s called Love on Location and my Muses for this project are Benedict Cumberbatch and Prince Harry. Hot, huh?

Once that’s done and dusted, I’ll be working on a m/m uniform story for an anthology – so please keep your fingers crossed that they like it! ;)

After that… who knows? I’d really like to start work another novel, but realistically it won’t happen until early next year. So let’s hope I can write fast!

Phew, that was a lot of news in a short space of time. If you want to keep up with everything and have the details delivered directly to your inbox, then considering signing up for my monthly newsletter here.

Happy Reading!

Lucy x


Five Things About In The Blind by S.J. Maylee (@SJMaylee)

Jane and Rob 321x500Thank you so much for having me. I’m thrilled to be here talking about my new release, IN THE BLIND. It’s the first book in my new series, CLUB BLIND. The concept is simple and erotic. You won’t be able to see at Club Blind, but you’ll be able to feel, bringing you to new heights of pleasure. When the eyes are blind, it’s amazing what the heart can see.

Today, I’m sharing five things about IN THE BLIND.

  1. Rob, the hero is a much sought after Application Developer. He loves to dominate and he’s crushing on our heroine. He’s thought about her daily. Not only was she easy to talk to, but she has the most beautiful brown eyes, something his best friend hears about constantly.
  2. Jane, the heroine is struggling to lift her recruiting business to the next level. Rob, the guy she met a couple months ago will be perfect for the latest job opening she’s trying to fill and she hopes he’s right for her too. She’s been brave in her professional life and now she’s determined to go after the man she wants, but she can’t seem to find her way.
  3. Club Blind may be a new series, but its stories will interweave with my Love Projects series. In fact, this first book has many clues about my next Love Projects story.
  4. In the Blind is a story within a story. You’ll get to follow Rob and Jane on their path while they get a second chance to find the love their needs are craving.
  5. In the Blind is a hot read. It starts with our heroine having blind passionate sex and ends with … oh, I can’t tell you that, but it’s delicious.

There are a few things to get you acquainted with IN THE BLIND. I hope you get a chance to read it and that you love it like I do. Thank you so much for having me here today. I love talking about my stories.

In the Blind (Club Blind #1)

by: S.J. Maylee

Genre: Erotic Romance with D/s

Length: Novella

Published: October 15, 2014

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

ISBN: 978-1-77233-066-3



In the BlindIN THE BLIND Blurb:

Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps in and throws them back together.

An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind.

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The door continued to open every few minutes. Finally, the woman in front of Jane was taken away. She could see nothing past the door besides black. Until the door closed, she continued gazing into the darkness. How would the loss of sight change the experience? Would she feel more? What would he feel like? Nerves shook through her limbs, and sweat tickled her palms.

The door opened, and she stood straight as a statue. This was crazy. She searched for pockets in her robe. When she found none, she swallowed back a curse.

The escort stopped in front of her. “Are you having second thoughts?” He shifted the goggles higher on his forehead.


“Would you like to step back and wait to go or …” He stepped back and cracked the door open. “Sometimes it helps to hear the sounds of the other participants.”

She closed her eyes and took in the moans and let her mind drift to what her body would feel like to make her make those kinds of sounds.

“I don’t want to pressure you. Tell me what you want.”

“Thank you.” She opened her eyes and took a step towards him. The only way was forward. “I’m ready.”

“Good for you.” He reached out and took hold of her hand. “Come on, I’ll take you to the lucky one, for tonight.” He winked and tugged her forward.

Once the door closed behind them, Jane was surrounded by unending black. She looked around, but there was nothing, no end to the darkness. A nervous shiver danced along her spine, followed by thoughts of haunted houses. What would she find around the next corner? Her escort tugged her forward, bringing her back to the night’s purpose.

She needed to remember why she was here. She needed to live in the moment. There was a good chance she was about to touch the man who would give her release.

They slowed, turned a corner, and after a couple more steps they stopped. She swallowed the lump in her throat when her escort placed her hand into another’s.

“Enjoy.” He squeezed her shoulder, and she sensed his presence leave the space.

A pull on her hand forced her feet forward a couple of steps. She stopped just as abruptly when she bumped into a hard chest—the man of the hour. This man would touch her soon, but he wasn’t yet. He was only holding her hand. Her breasts moved with her uneven breathing, and her nipples scraped against his chest.

Why wasn’t he touching her? Was he nervous, too, or having second thoughts? She reached up in curiosity to make sure he wasn’t wearing a pair of night-vision goggles, but only found soft hair. She followed the section of hair to above his shoulder and continued onto smooth skin and around his shoulder to his bicep thick with muscle. Her heart thumped, and her breath quickened as moisture covered her needy pussy.

She breathed deeply, taking in his delicious musky scent. Her hand wandered to his chest and found more of the same, firm skin rounding over firm muscles. A warm hand landed over hers and held her hand tight to his chest. A nose tickled her ear.

“Do you like?”

“Yes,” she admitted.

“I’d like to explore you now, okay?”

“Yes, please.”

She pushed out the breath she held and worked to breathe normally. His hand landed softly on her cheek, fingertips caressed her chin, and then up to her temple. The gentle touches raised a long sleeping yearning within her, and she leaned into his touch.

His thumb swept across her bottom lip. Curiosity wore away her reserve, and she let her tongue reach out and taste his fingers. One digit pushed into her mouth, and she sucked lightly, enjoying his clean taste.

The finger left her mouth, a second of waiting, and then his mouth crushed down on hers. His lips were firm and demanding, feeding her hunger. He ran his fingers through her hair, and then his warm wet tongue swept through her mouth. Back and forth, deep, then gentle, their tongues dueled. She explored more of him as her need to know him intimately soared.

His touch lingered around her shoulders and down her sides. When he found her ass, he kneaded the globes. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started, leaving her wanting.

She heard nothing but the driving rhythm of the music, each track feeding right into another. The current song enchanted her, and her hips swayed. No one could see her, so there was no reason for self-conscious thoughts. The brilliance of the club hit her with full force. It didn’t matter who she was or who he was. Tonight, they celebrated life and the pleasures they could bring their bodies. Everyone deserved pleasure. Even her.


SJ Maylee avatarS.J. MAYLEE Bio:

S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.

When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee addict.

As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues them back together.

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Sunday Snog – Desert Heat

Sunday Snog

Unconditional SurrenderIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing another snog from my m/m military novella, Desert Heat, part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s out now, and if you like a bargain, I’d recommend grabbing it now as it’s $0.99/77p, and this price is due to increase on the 21st October!

Wilkes kissed Balkhi harder, pouring every ounce of need he felt into it, gratified to feel that need returned. He reached out and grasped Balkhi’s buttocks, rutting against him. The other man removed his hand from Wilkes’ cock and echoed the movement, allowing their shafts to rub and press against each other. Slicks of pre-cum painted their torsos, but neither of them cared.

Twisting his head away, Wilkes murmured, “Rustam? Get the condom and lube. I need to fuck you, now.”

“You need to fuck me?”

Wilkes quirked an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah? Why?”

“Well, what about me?”

Chuckling, Wilkes said, “We’ll have to take it in turns. You like it both ways, huh?”

Balkhi nodded.

A growl rumbled low in Wilkes’ throat, and he gave a sharp nip to Balkhi’s earlobe. “That just makes you even more perfect.”

“If you get to go first,” the Afghan replied, “then you have to promise you’ll let me go right after you. I already feel as though I’m going to explode.”

Wilkes nodded frantically. Honestly, he’d have sold his granny to get his cock inside that delicious arse at that moment. “Okay, okay. Get another condom and lube out of my bag then, so we’re ready. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

A flurry of movement, and Balkhi was back, a grin on his face. “Here,” he said, tossing the items onto Wilkes’ chest. “Now hurry. Please.”

Wilkes didn’t need to be told twice. Sitting up, he grabbed his cock, stroking from root to tip a couple of times, before grabbing a foil packet and opening it. Discarding the wrapper, he rolled the protection on, closing his eyes for a second as he heard a gasp from Balkhi. God damn it, if he carried on like that, he was going to come before he even got inside him.

You can get your hands on Unconditional Surrender here.

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Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!