Sunday, January 20, 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #ProtectingBree #NSFWXcerpt

 



Blurb:
I don’t need protecting.  I need my family to be safe. 
They are being held hostage and it’s my fault for my bad taste in men.  Whether I like it or not, G Force Five is my family’s best chance for survival. The problem is, their orders to protect me come from a ruling body I don’t trust.
Now, when I’m alone with them, it seems the only thing I need protection from is myself and the way these five men make me feel. Their idea of protection is vastly different from mine. 
And yet I need them.
All of them.




Excerpt
Bree pulled my hands over my head and efficiently wrapped the belt around my wrists to secure them against the ropes cinching the hammock.      “How come I’m the only one naked?” I asked.
          “Maybe because we’re outside?”  She reached under her dress to tug off her thong panties before she climbed atop me, her knees snugged against my hips.  I could feel the heat from her womanhood against my belly, moist with readiness, and my cock obligingly sprang to attention, ready and willing for duty. 
          She swished her hair across my face and chest like a smooth panel of red-gold silk.  It was torturous delight, nerve endings I hadn’t known I possessed sending out feelers of new sensations.  Then she straightened and slowly unfastened the buttons on the front of her dress. 
          Her breasts sprang free, brushed my cheeks and then found their way, first one, then the other, into my eager mouth.
          The hammock dipped and swayed with my movements as I took a long deep suckle and felt fresh dew from her pussy against my belly.  I wanted to touch her so bad, pull her atop me, but all I could do was pleasure her breasts at a pace she controlled as I felt her growing heat envelope me.
          Her hands on my shoulders, she tipped her hips and shimmied until my rigid cock lay against my belly, underneath her opening.  I sucked in a breath as she began dragging her dampness up and down my boy’s length.  I felt the growing tension wrack her body as a fresh wave of her juices soaked us both, right before she gasped, bucked, and came with a half-cry, half-sob.
          “You sure know how to torture a guy.”
          Bree gave me a satisfied smile.  “And here I thought this was about me, Ledger.  Was I mistaken?”




Protecting Bree is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 



Also from the G Force 5 Series


Available NOW


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE

About the Author:
Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time.  

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #ProtectingBree #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:
I don’t need protecting.  I need my family to be safe. 
They are being held hostage and it’s my fault for my bad taste in men.  Whether I like it or not, G Force Five is my family’s best chance for survival. The problem is, their orders to protect me come from a ruling body I don’t trust.
Now, when I’m alone with them, it seems the only thing I need protection from is myself and the way these five men make me feel. Their idea of protection is vastly different from mine. 
And yet I need them.
All of them.



Excerpt
          I rested one hand, flat palmed on the solid muscle of Dare’s chest and felt the accelerated beat of his heart beneath my touch.  An awareness sizzled its way up my arm to lodge in my chest and radiate outwards.  “I’ve never been attracted to more than one man at a time before.  Now I feel attracted to all five of you.  Does that make me a bad person?”
          “I’d say that makes you a lucky person.  Because we all want to love you.”
          I was more than ready for his kiss, desperate for it really, and it didn’t disappoint.  His mouth slanted over mine, exploring soft and gentle, as if seeking all my secrets.  My nipples tingled as my chest molded to his. 
          He took my free and placed it on the front of his jeans, making his desire known.  I cupped his package tenderly, loving the masculine bulge beneath my hand.  My nails raked it teasingly through the denim as our kiss deepened.  He unzipped my hooded vest, wrestled it off me and tossed it aside, all without breaking the hungry contact of our lips. 
          We were both breathing heavily as we drew apart to gulp in air before our mouths met and mated with fervent need.  I raised his hands to my needy breasts and almost gasped at the sensation as his talented fingers played with my nipples before he slid his hands under my shirt and tugged it over my head.
          My mouth went dry when he pulled off his shirt.  I’d seen him working out, but up close his chest was magnificently sculpted, fine-honed defined pecs lightly sprinkled with dark hair.  A taut six-pack skimmed his ribs and lower, disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. 
          My hands flew there now, unfastened them and lovingly lowered the zipper, releasing his gorgeous cock from its confines.  Then I spotted a pair of rawhide leather chaps.  My libido went nuts. 
          I grabbed them off the hook.    “I need to fuck you wearing these and nothing else.”
          He obligingly stepped out of his boots and jeans and into the chaps.  The leather belt sat low on his lean waist. 
          “Turn around!”  He did so slowly, teasingly, flexing the tight white globes of his ass before he faced me with his balls and cock deliciously displayed. 
          “Coming for a ride?”
          “In a minute.”  Because I’d spotted another prop.  A riding crop. 




Protecting Bree is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 



Also from the G Force 5 Series


Available NOW


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE

About the Author:
Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time.  

Sunday, January 13, 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #redeemingJenna #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:

I run from one man who wants me dead, into the arms of five others. 
They call themselves G Force Five; a powerful weapon against corruption.
Safe in their midst I am cherished, loved, redeemed.  
I, in turn, love them all.
But evil forces conspire to control them. 
They are wounded.  They are my saviors.
Who will save them?




Excerpt:
Copyright @ 2018 by Kaely Steel  All rights reserved
         
          The gym’s recessed lights made Ledger’s tousled blond hair glow like a halo.  I hardly dared believe he was really here.  His breath fanned my face.   My heart was racing at a gallop.  I smelled mating in the air and the prospect flooded me with waves of anticipation.
          “Who decided who walked through that door just now?” I asked.
          “We all did.  We do everything together.”
          “Everything?”  My nipples pebbled as my insides softened. 
          He dipped his head in a slight bow of old-world courtesy.  “If that’s what milady would like.”
          Oh, my.  The room temperature suddenly hiked, like ten degrees. 
          He picked me up in his arms and carried me over to the pull-up bar.  “Hold on.” 
          I obediently stretched my arms up over my head to reach.  The tips of my toes barely grazed the floor.  The second I had my hands wrapped around the cold metal he tugged my tights over my hips and down my legs so I could kick them aside.  Before I had a chance to move, he secured my wrists to the bar with yoga straps, tight enough that I couldn’t free my hands. 
          This was definitely getting interesting.  “I take it you have something specific in mind?” 
          He slapped my bare ass with the flat of his palm.  Not hard, just enough to make me aware of my naked, vulnerable state and send a shot of sensation radiating to the juncture of my thighs.  My clit, already stimulated from my earlier attention, pulsed anew.  I felt a slick dampness spread like heated honey from my inner lips. 
          He slapped me again, harder this time and I felt fresh waves of heat building.  My breasts tingled, aching to be touched.  My clit was on fire with need.  Ledger bent and kissed my ass, then nipped each cheek gently with his teeth before running his tongue up and down the seam. 
          I squirmed in need.  My pussy was dripping.  “Please,” I moaned.
          He circled me to stand before me.  “Please what?”
          “Please touch me.” 
          “Where?  Your yummy ass?  Your perky tits?  Or lower?”  He pressed the heel of his hand against my mound, then laughed and withdrew it when I tried to open my legs.  To urge his touch where I needed it most. 
          He cupped the globes of my ass and pulled my hips into him.  I could feel his hard, hot erection beneath the zipper of his jeans.  I moaned in frustration and tugged at my bonds.  Wanting, needing, to touch him.
          “Everywhere!”  It was a cry. 
          A plea. 
          A command.
          “Everywhere?  I might need some help with that.  Who should be invited in here with us, Jenna?”
          I could hardly breathe or swallow.  They were there watching.  All of them!  And I could have more than one.  “You pick.”
          “No way, Jenna.  Lady’s choice.”           
          I wanted them all!







 About the author:

Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time. 








REDEEMING JENNA  is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 


Coming NEXT in the G Force 5 Series


Coming January 15, 2019
Pre-order HERE


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE




Friday, January 11, 2019

Need










Blurb:

Jamie spent his life running from the past, ignoring it like it didn’t exist. To make up for what he couldn’t change he helped children in need. Now his back was against the wall and soon he’d be dead but he wasn’t going out alone.
Angel was a monster at least that was what he was told growing up. Now he was on earth looking for an honorable death. It was the only way to escape becoming the monster he was called.
Angel never counted on meeting Jamie. He was the one man who not only stood up to him but insisted he was so much more than a monster or a fiend.
When death was knocking at Jamie’s door, Angel was there. Now they both have a second chance. Will they find a way to navigate the streets and the aliens that want to see them take their last breath?
If they do, something better than life might be in store for them. Can they find love in the midst of a world that insists that neither should be allowed to live?

18 years and older




Prologue:


Angel


Shit!

Pain!

I stumbled through the street. It was well past three a.m. any traffic I would have encountered was asleep. I banged against the side of the building bringing my hand to my abdomen. I had assured anyone who could help me that I was fine. Nothing to see here folks. They knew I was lying, and I knew it too.

“Tired already?” Michael taunted me. “The great Angel can’t keep up?”

He moved again, silent and lethal. I pushed myself away from the building to chase after him. He wouldn’t get far. Not that he couldn’t have left me behind since I was barely alive. No, he wouldn’t get far because this was all staged for my benefit. There would be no thrill if he didn’t see it to the end.

“Join me, brother,” his seductive voice came from the darkness ahead of me.

I closed my eyes to follow him. Human vision was so limited. The more I called on my natural resources the closer I came to death. A good death is what I needed one that would allow me to close my eyes in peace. I didn’t deserve one of those. Agonizing pain was ripping at my insides. No, a good death wasn’t in store for me.

My body shuddered making me stumble even while using my superior senses. It wouldn’t be long now.

“I bought you a present.”

I stopped; Michael wasn’t that far ahead of me. I could smell the stink of death. More than one body lay in the alley he brought me to. I could smell something else. It was human, young, vital, alive.
My tongue came out to lick my lips as my hand ran over my abdomen. I couldn’t stop walking if I wanted to. I turned the corner and opened my eyes. Sometimes only sight could do justice to what was before me.

There she stood a young girl maybe ten earth years old. I knew that on this planet, she would be greatly prized for her white-blonde hair and her blue eyes. She was small, petite. I knew that too would be thought of as a plus.

“I bought her for you brother,” Michael’s words curled around his tongue with seductive gleefulness.

 “I could have picked any child off the street, but then I saw this one. They were selling her to the highest bidder. I had to have her; I knew what you would do to this delectable morsel.”

I growled, and he went quiet. It wouldn’t last for long, but long enough to allow my eyes to rove over the gift he was providing me. She was only ten, but I wanted her.

The pain of hunger lit my belly. The understanding of all the ways I could use her fired me up inside.
She was crying. I opened myself up to find out about her. Like a play, the recent events of her life passed before me. She was going to school, but she never made it. Someone snatched her. I took the time to concentrate on the face of her kidnapper. They beat her, humiliated her, but she wasn’t breached. They could get so much more for her if she was pure.

I wanted her. I was much worse than the men who took her hoping to sell her to a pedophile who treated children like pets. I didn’t want her body; I wanted her life. Her essence, her life force, her soul, call it whatever you will. I wanted that one thing that made her, her. It was so bright it called out to me. I wanted to suck her dry and then watch as her blue eyes clouded in death. I wanted to trade my death sentence for her young life.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist her when I saw her. It’s so easy Angel. They are so easy to kill.”

Michael walked over to her, holding her in place. Her fear was already making sure her feet stayed planted on the dirty concrete.

“Can’t you already feel her life force invading your body mending all the broken places within you? She’s so strong I bet you can live off her for a year. I’m not even asking to share this time. Remember that Angel when the time comes. Think of all I have done for you.”

My feet moved without conscious direction from me. The young girl was pulling me closer.

“What’s your name?” She shivered the tears tracking down her face faster. “What’s your name?” I asked again.

“Brenda.” It came out so low and broken I almost didn’t understand her.

“Don’t play with your food Angel,” I could hear my matrin tell me.

“You’ve been holding out Angel. Did you really think you had the strength to be better than the sum of your parts?”

Michael reached out and tugged on the girl’s life force. A soft cry of pain came from her. She knew, that little one, that she was going to die. She also knew that there was nothing she could do about it.
I tried to stop moving, to once again imagine the honorable death I needed. It wouldn’t come all I could see was the silver of her life force beckoning me forward.

“Together we will rule this planet. The humans will allow us to live for eons before they no longer exist.”

Michael’s laugh was enough to stop me for a minute. Had he learned nothing from our history? Did he forget the people before the humans that fought back? The humans were a sad race, but they came from warriors. I had no doubt they would fight back.  Still, two Seraphal’s against a planet of humans wasn’t something I’d laugh at. I liked our odds.

“Come brother drain her and join me in my glorious reign of terror.”

I was so close now I could feel her body heat radiating out to me. More importantly, I could feel her life force entangling with my feelers.

“Michael?”

“Yes?” His voice lilted. He was always a fool.

“We’re not brothers.” I snatched him up before leaping into the air.

“You fool we could have had it all.” He switched into our natural language calling my matrin and patrin names they would have destroyed him for.

“You could have hunted anywhere except this planet.”

“They keep me and the others away saying this world is restricted, but they allow you to live here. Well, brother.” The word came out with a snarl. “I plan to own this planet and the people. You’re too weak to stop me.”

He was right I was too weak. I was coming apart even as we fought. He kicked my body away from him. Not to escape me, now the tendrils that he kept close came from him. He was going to drain me before he drained the girl.

“You’ll taste so sweet.”

I waited not giving him the pleasure of hearing my voice. When he reached for my life force, I turned it around moving towards him, driving his tendrils back into his body until his mouth opened. He changed forms until I could see the real him.

“Angel, please.”

How easy it is to beg when it's your life that hangs in the balance, but he thought nothing of my life or the child’s life. My body unwrapped as the need to feed poured over me. I sank my tendrils deep into him as a moan of pure ecstasy left me.

This was nothing but a brief stay of execution. I would still die, but not today. I dropped to the ground. The girl was still where she lay in the filth. Not too far from her were the corpses of other children whom Michael drained dry.

In my fury, I lit his body erasing him from this planet like a blight with fire.

“You saved her life.”

I looked over to see Dante staring at me.

“She needs a hospital.”

“Take her to one.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. Get her help, Angel.” He disappeared. I think it was his favorite trick.

I picked Brenda up, once again fighting temptation as I sought out help.


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Tuesday, January 8, 2019

#NewRelease #KaelySteel #ReverseHarem -Grab this super sexy reverse harem NOW! #5men1woman #redeemingJenna #NSFWXcerpt




Blurb:

I run from one man who wants me dead, into the arms of five others. 
They call themselves G Force Five; a powerful weapon against corruption.
Safe in their midst I am cherished, loved, redeemed.  
I, in turn, love them all.
But evil forces conspire to control them. 
They are wounded.  They are my saviors.
Who will save them?




Excerpt:
Copyright @ 2018 by Kaely Steel  All rights reserved

          Here at the ranch my soul was feeling exceptionally well-tended.  I’ve always adored the company of men and this group was something special.  They exuded a unique essence that I couldn’t get enough of. 
          Right now they were nowhere in sight.  No doubt they were huddled some place private, choosing which world wrongs to put right next.  I smiled at the thought.  My very own super heroes.  I wondered if they had a name.  If not, I should come up with one.  Except that would require thought on my part.
          Vowing not to think, I changed into my work-out gear and found my way to the lower level where the gym was every bit as luxurious as I remembered.  One entire wall was covered in floor to ceiling mirrors with the floor in front of it cushioned by rubber mats. 
          One thing I didn’t remember from my earlier tour was a shiny silver dance pole beckoning to me from the far end.  Did they bring in strippers for their own private viewing?   I grabbed hold of the pole and did a half-twirl.  Damn, I needed some music. 
          As if on cue, ceiling speakers sprang to life.  A sultry jazz piece flowed over me, making movement instinctual.  I kicked off my shoes and wrapped one leg around the pole, attempting an experimental spin.  
          As I moved, I took a closer look at the mirrors.  What if those mirrors were two-way glass?  Which one of my heroes might be on the other side, watching me? 
          Dark and brooding Wulff? 
          Blond Viking Ledger? 
          Scarred and handsome Hart? 
          Soulful green-eyed Pierce? 
          Or the blue-eyed Dare devil?
          Excitement raced through me with a rush of warmth.  I grew flushed at the thought of any or all of them watching.  My girl parts tingled.  Who didn’t love to tease and be teased? 
          The tempo of the music changed, grew faster and more vibrant, and with a pulsing beat that matched the heated blood thrumming through my veins.
          With a talent I didn’t know I possessed, I continued my flirty, provocative foreplay with the dance pole as my partner, fueled by lust.  Lust for the five men who were tasked with my care and well-being.   
          Beneath my thin stretchy bra-top my breasts ached with want and I rasped a fingernail across the nipples, feeling the resultant rush of heat between my thighs.  I freed my breasts, fondled them lovingly, then unzipped the front of the top and spun it overhead in my best stripper move before I released it.  My top flew through the air and landed off to the side, the one splash of pink in this black and grey male enclave.   
          Topless, I felt totally free and uninhibited as I continued my sultry, gyrating movements, admiring the way my naked breasts dipped and swayed in time to the music.  As gracefully as possible I slithered my way to the floor and lay on my back with my legs wrapped up the pole.  I lifted my hips off the ground, writhing in time to the music as if I was fucking the pole. 
          Were my men watching?  Were they getting hot like me? 
          Heat pooled within the confines of my peek-a-boo spandex.  I rolled onto my stomach and arched my back, head thrown back, breasts front and center.  I rolled over and did a few spins on my ass before I straddled the pole, legs wide open.  I pivoted from hip to hip so the hard metal caressed my clit through the spandex while I played with my breasts, head back, hair brushing my shoulders while my heavy-lidded gaze remained glued to the mirror. 
          I knew they were watching! 
          I could sense their lust emanating from the other side of the mirror, fogging the glass.  They’d be hard for me.  Wanting me. 






 About the author:

Kaely Steel admits to a serious character flaw; she loves men!
Her lucky husband doesn’t mind her indulging her many fantasies through writing about them, and is happy to reap the rewards of being used for research. 
Her hobbies include skinny-dipping and wine-tasting, sometimes, but not always at the same time. 








REDEEMING JENNA  is a contemporary Reverse Harem,
Fast burn.  No cliff hangers. 


Coming NEXT in the G Force 5 Series


Coming January 15, 2019
Pre-order HERE


Coming, January 29, 2019
Pre-order HERE




Saturday, January 5, 2019

#NewRelease: DOWN & DIRTY: LINC (Dirty Angels MC, bk 9) by Jeanne St. James #MCRomance #Contemporary


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5 Star Amazon review: “Like eating popcorn laced with crack - From the first page, first sentence, I was hooked. This book just doesn’t stop. It is nonstop drama and action. It beat me down, messed me up and then built me back up again. This is, IMO, the most emotional one of the series, although Axel and Bella are right up there.”



Down & Dirty: Linc
Dirty Angel MC, Book 9

By USA Today Bestselling Author Jeanne St. James

Genre: Contemporary Romance, MC Romance


Or FREE on Kindle Unlimited


Blurb:

Welcome to Shadow Valley where the Dirty Angels MC rules. Get ready to get Down & Dirty because this is Linc’s story…

For Linc, life was easy. But life’s about to change.

The Dirty Angels MC is Linc’s life. The club his family. His lifesaver when he’d been drowning. Being a part of the club makes life easy for him. He wakes up, rolls out of bed, heads downstairs for grub, booze, women, whatever, before hitting the bar at night for work.

But then there’s Jayde. A dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty, a college graduate and an aspiring attorney. The first time he’d seen her hips swaying through church, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Since then, they’ve circled each other for years. But Jayde deserves better than him, so he’s kept her at arm’s length. Linc has nothing to offer her, while she’s poised to take on the world.

Not only that, she’s dangerous. Her father’s a cop. Her brother, too. Even worse, her oldest brother is the club president. And that’s the most dangerous of all. No matter how much he wants to touch her, smell her, taste her, make her his, he knows he’ll take his life into his own hands by doing so.

Jayde’s torn between her family and the forbidden pull of both Linc and the DAMC. Will a mistake they make finish destroying the Jamisons? Or will it heal the long-time rift between the club and her family?

Note: This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, biker slang, cursing, some violence and, of course, an HEA. If you like alpha males who like to take charge, this book is for you.


Excerpt:

Linc’s gaze slid to Jayde and he realized she was eyeballing him. Hard. With narrowed eyes.
Fuck.
He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but it was determined to stick right where it had landed.
Suddenly, all the trepidation he’d been feeling about this meeting, all the dread that had twisted his gut for days, sluiced off him like a cold shower. He shook himself mentally to rid himself of any remaining doubt.
Fuck. This. Shit.
He placed his beer bottle on the floor next to the stool and jumped to his feet. With three long strides, he was at the couch, grabbing Jayde’s arm and pulling her from it.
“What—” she squeaked in surprise.
Axel jumped up from the couch, his hand landing on his holster.
Z’s stool fell backwards with a clatter as he stood quickly. “What the fuck!”
Linc lifted a palm. “Just need to talk to Jayde. Alone.” Then he began to drag her across the room and toward the door.
“No. I’ve got nothing to say to—”
“We’re talking and doing it right fuckin’ now. And not in front of your fuckin’ family. No one else’s making decisions for us. No one knows what’s fuckin’ best for us but us. Got me?”
Her mouth dropped open and he didn’t wait for her to respond. He yanked open the door and pulled her through it.
“You can talk down in the bakery!” Sophie yelled. “We’ll make sure the boys stay up here and leave you two alone.”
With a grunt, Linc slammed the door shut and pointed down the steps. “Go. Now.”
“But—”
“No lip, woman. Fuckin’ go downstairs. Go!”
With a frown and pursed lips, she made her way carefully down the stairs, through the bakery’s kitchen and out into the dark shop. He followed closely behind, picking up whiffs of her scent as she moved. Something sweet and light.
She started to reach for something on the wall, but he stopped her. He grabbed her wrist and spun her around, slamming her into his chest. He moved her back until she was pinned against the wall and then he dropped his head until his lips were right above hers.
“You listen to me, woman, and you listen good.


About the Author:

JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK

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