I cannot believe this Menages Holidays Tour is already ending today! WOW what a blast I had presenting you those incredible menage authors! I hope you discovered them and will take the opportunity to read them all!
All of them, without a single exception, offered giveaways. I am so thankful to them for their generosity! I hope you all commented to get a chance to be selected!
I wish you all a very Happy New Year… and what you did not liked in 2014, well, keep it there! The only true thing I can hope you for is this: many many new incredible erotic menages romances to read in 2015!
So for the last menage author of this tour, let me introduce you to Kat Barrett, an exclusive Siren Publishing author. She published over 34 stories at Siren! 34! and 2/3 are menages! wow! I am not easily impressed, but here, I am!
I was born and raised in a small town in Connecticut on a three-acre farm with my family. I spent much of my time outside enjoying nature and became an avid observer of things.
Years later after my father had a heart attack, we moved into the city. It was a complete social shock for a chubby, quiet, ten-year-old girl. The people I became friends with were not always the most popular, but I’m sure they were the most interesting. I seemed to be attracted to people who had paranormal influences in their lives.
I also became an avid reader, and I’m sure those things influence my science fiction oriented books.
I met my husband of 30 years through his cousin, and she was the only one with a car. Due to driving circumstances, I moved in with my husband the night we met. It became official a week later, and he asked me to marry him a month after that. Everyone thought that we were crazy, but I guess they were wrong…
I have changed considerably over the years, and I’m no longer quiet. I am still a watcher though, and I can often be found simply sitting back to observe the things around me.
I loved to write when I was younger, but then adult demands took over, and I simply didn’t have time.
Twenty years ago after having a shattered disk in my neck replaced, I had eight weeks stuck in the house and started to write again. I found that I loved it just as much as I had when I was younger. I published a five book science-fiction romance series through Authorhouse.com., but it soon became too expensive to continue.
It didn’t stop me from writing though.
I laugh, cry, or even yawn along with my characters as the story evolves before me on the page. I often have no idea what is going to happen along the way, so it’s like reading a book from my mind.
When I’m not sitting at the computer writing, I’m drawing, painting or simply trying to enjoy my life. I have a Harley trike that I love to ride and hope to get more tattoos some day.
Writing is also a way to keep me busy, and helps to distract me from the aftermath of six knee surgeries. I love seeing my books in print and hope that those who purchase them enjoy what they are reading as much as I enjoy writing it. Without my fans, I would be writing only for my own amusement, but it’s always nicer to share.
I want to give away a free code for one ebook copy of book #1, An Author’s Sexy Adventure series: I want to bite that and will do so by the person commenting under this blog and answer this question: what are the firstname/lastname of the heroes in I want to bite that? and contacting me via Email (please precise: giveaway request from Mary’s Menage Reviews)
I hope you will enjoy this series! Best wishes for 2015!
Kat Barrett lives in her small Connecticut home with her husband of many years.
She finds writing relaxing and enjoys creating tales of romance, erotica, and science fiction/fantasy. Kat often mixes the genres, adding mystery and intrigue to her books to create an exciting and captivating reading experience.
If you enjoy her work, please keep an eye out for her name because there will be more to come.
Information on her earlier works can also be found on her website Tazariansaga.com.
Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois, M/M/F, spanking, paddling, flogging, wax play, ice play, sex toys, HEA
Airy Blithe-Smith was married to her straight-laced, vanilla husband for twenty years. She is now a 47-year-old widow who writes erotica romance, but every word is nothing but her imagination.
Lance Graves is a 38-year-old dominant male who enjoys sexual games and toys. He lives with his bi-sexual partner, 35-year-old Trevor Anex. Both men long for the soft touch of a woman again. They are also leery after their last female relationship turned into a disaster that almost ruined their lives.
Lance and Trevor invite Airy out to dinner. The chemistry between them is immediate, and they find her completely captivating. The two men want to teach her about their sexual reality, and she seems like the perfect, willing student. But will uncertainty and hesitation derail their relationship before it gets started?
Trevor lay back down beside her, fiddling with the line of hard wax that was still present on her stomach. It had cooled tightly and each breath she was taking was flexing and tugging against it. His fingernail trailed in a line, first downward from the center of her ribs and then encircling the bottom of the wax, to move upward.
Moving his hands, Lance slowly peeled the skin back with his fingers. He was exposing her inner flesh, blowing on it to let her know how open she now was to his attention. Then he slid back and got up. Trevor moved his body upward, capturing her eyes as he smiled. His stare was intense and very sexual, before his palm touched her cheek, his lips lowering to her mouth. Airy heard Lance’s footsteps, but her eyes were closed as she enjoyed Trevor’s kiss. His tongue was dancing around hers, caressing her flesh, claiming her complete attention.
She felt the lounger shift between her legs again. Lance lifted her ass and placed what felt like a towel beneath it. He then pushed her outer lips wide with what felt like one hand.
Gasping, Airy opened her eyes, staring at Trevor as the kiss continued unabated. Lance slowly pushed something very cold into her pussy. It was certainly ice, but no ice cube was this long. It filled her, making her cunt spasm with reaction that only made it worse as the muscles clamped around the frozen item.
Trevor leaned back slightly and then turned his head to look at Lance. He chuckled. “Amazing what you can do with a Popsicle tray.”
Airy suddenly understood what the feeling was. She had purchased the plastic re-freezable tray for her grandchildren to make fruit pops for them. Obviously, Lance had it for a different reason. He was slowly moving the ice-pop and in and out of her now aching pussy. It felt oddly good, but so damn cold. It was also melting and running down the crack of her ass.
Lance was watching her with eyes filled with amusement. “Feel good?”
“I don’t know.”
“I really hate that saying. You do know.”
Airy had said it without thinking. “It feels cold and gives a completely different sensation than a warm dick. It kind of makes me tingle inside.”
He withdrew it and then rubbed her skin with a cloth that felt far warmer than it probably was. A moment later, he leaned into her body, slowly filling her with his very warm dick. Airy realized that he must have had the warm washcloth wrapped around it to make the skin hotter than normal. She gasped, her reaction uncontrollable as Trevor flipped around and began to lick her clit. Her pussy tightened around Lance, her mouth open as she inhaled a whimpering gasp of air. The muscles began to flex rapidly, her hips slamming upward to meet his body and get the most out of the reaction. Trevor leaned on her, pushing her down and holding her still as he lapped at her now-oversensitive clit. Her thighs strained against him, tremors flaring through her as the sensation came to a slow finish.
Lance remained within her, his cock still hard. She had no idea how that had happened. Peter had once tried ice cubes, but the cold inside her had withered his dick. It hadn’t done that to Lance. As a matter of fact, she was no longer cold.
Trevor sat up, appearing completely put-out, an adorable pout on his full lips. Lance grabbed his hair and pulled him closer to kiss him. He came away from it, licking his lips. “Nice. You taste like sweet pussy.”
That made Trevor chuckle. Lance backed off and stood up, his cock jutting out before him like a pink sword. “Tell me how you want this.”
A brilliant smile lit Trevor’s formerly sour face. “I want to fuck her and I want you to fuck me. It has been forever.”
Holy shit. She was going to see them have sex? She wasn’t going to be able to see anything, though, not really. Maybe it was weird, but she really wanted to see it happen.
“Wow, did that light her eyes up like a candle in the darkness. Are you into seeing us fuck, Airy?” asked Lance.
She nodded, unable to restrain her grin.
He gestured to her cunt with a flip of his hand and then stood, going over to the closet and opening the door. Inside it was a full-length mirror and he stepped into her line of vision and adjusted it so she could see perfectly as Trevor knelt between her thighs. “Is that what you wanted?”
#1 I want to bite that
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