February 16, 2015
Guest Author: Amy J. Hawthorn
Valentine’s Day –
What does Valentine’s Day mean to you? For me it’s as simple as making sure I tell those I love that I…well that I love them. No one should go a single day without knowing that someone somewhere loves them.
And who says that love has to be a romantic love between two halves of one couple? I don’t believe it does. Something as precious and powerful as love shouldn’t be defined by numbers. It should be celebrated and cherished without reservation every single day. That’s the beauty of ménage, the more hearts involved, the more love there is to share.
So to celebrate I’ll give one reader an ecopy of Lacey Temptations, the first book in the Crave series. To enter simply shout out “Happy Valentine’s Day” or even a “Happy Monday”. I’ll choose one random reader to receive a copy from the retailer of their choice and the winner will be announced tomorrow, Feb 17. Happy belated Valentine’s Day!
Amy J. Hawthorn
As a teen Amy read horror and fantasy as fast as she could get her hands on it. She’d never met a Dean Koontz book she didn’t like.
Until one day at the bookstore she stumbled across a pretty blue cover complete with a bare-chested, sword-wielding Highlander. That Highlander and his heroine showed her the magic of a happily-ever-after and she’s never looked back.
She’s read and written her way from Kentucky to Arizona and California then back to Kentucky which she and her family now call home.
Who says characters with a dark side can’t find love?
Paige Drummond has been offered the job of her dreams. Crave is set to open a boudoir photo studio and the owner wants her to do the design work. There’s only one problem. She’s given up the dream she’s worked so hard for because of a devastating blackmail attempt. Ashamed, she holds the dark secret close to her heart and refuses to tell even those closest to her.
Enter Nate Hughes and Sloan Davis, two sexy as sin contractors whose love for construction is only outweighed by the size of their hearts.
When too many convenient accidents haunt Paige, Nate and Sloan decide the safest place for her is in their arms. When the passion of ménage burns hot and sweet, can they both protect her against the unknown threat and convince her to stay forever?
Crave, equal parts naughty, class and sass.
May be read as a standalone.
She had one thought when Nate’s mouth descended on hers. Had she really given them the green light? She had, and as his tongue touched hers, she couldn’t have been happier with her decision. His hands slid down and palmed her ass, and tilted her hips tight against his legs and held her tightly. He wasn’t letting her go, and she loved the knowledge.
Sloan’s hands moved up her side, taking her shirt along the way, and his hands paused just below her breasts. He kissed her neck lightly. Was he waiting on his own signal? She’d known from the start that taking one of them would mean taking them both, and she’d made her decision with that truth in her heart.
She reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra, and then gripped Sloan’s thick wrists. She moved his hands higher until the weight of her breasts rested in his palms. When he groaned against her neck and ran his calloused thumbs over her nipples, she smiled beneath Nate’s kiss.
Nate pulled his mouth away on a frustrated grunt. “I need to see you. Let me see where he’s got his hands.” He pulled her shirt and bra over her head and looked down.
“Do you want one? If they’re half as sweet as they feel, she could be in trouble. I could tongue them all day. What do you say?” Sloan’s quiet voice was all business as he described what he wanted. “I can’t wait to spread her out and explore everything she’s given us.”
Overpowering lust hit her so hard and fast, she went lightheaded.
“Then I say we quit wasting time and get to work making sure she has a night she’ll never forget.” They’d already done that, but she couldn’t find the words as she was lifted and laid on the bed. “I want to see every square inch of that sweet body.” Nate’s eyes burned her as his focus pinned her in place.
He removed her shorts, tossed them away and Sloan did the same with her panties.
“I don’t know where to start. Look, touch, or taste? I want it all.” Sloan removed his shirt, and his hungry gaze immediately returned.
“Paige, be certain, honey. This need we have for you is real. We’ll take every little thing you give us and will push for more. We’ll give you the sun and moon in return, but we’ll be greedy lovers. ” Her always serious Nate made one last valiant attempt to warn her away, and she wanted him all the more for it.
“If you’re not sure about anything, you’ll have to speak up. We’ll watch you, pleasure you until you can’t see, but Nate’s not exaggerating. We’ll take every crumb you have to give.”
“I want this. I want you both.”
Nate went to his bag, produced two condoms, and tossed one to Sloan. Then, without a word, they stripped, making her ridiculously thankful she hadn’t had to choose between the two of them. As silly as it might seem, each in his own way was the sexiest male she’d ever seen.
Nate with his broad, heavy shoulders, thick muscled thighs, and green eyes made her mouth water. Her already damp pussy slickened and ached for him. Sloan, tall and leanly muscled, with those golden eyes, watched her with a look of need that matched her own. His sinful mouth quirked a lopsided smile as he tore open the condom packet.
He rolled the condom over his long erection and came to her. “My perfect Paige. I couldn’t have dreamt up a more beautiful woman.” He kissed her until she saw stars, and then headed for her breast. When the heated suction of his mouth hit her, it started a matching ache deep in her womb.
Nate watched with dark need glittering in his gaze.
“Nate?” What was he waiting for?
“I want you too much. I don’t want to go too fast, too hard. You deserve to be worshipped, not mauled by a starved wild man.”
“I want you, Nate, I don’t care how you come, as long as you come to me now. Something’s missing, and it won’t be right until you’re in the bed beside me.” He gave a single nod and put his own condom on. “And please, hurry, I think Sloan has decided to torment me with his tongue. I need something more, and he still thinks we’re playing.” And she wasn’t kidding. He worked one breast in his mouth and the other with his fingers. The emptiness inside her swelled and throbbed, until it was all she could think about.
Sloan drew away for the briefest moment. “Baby, no lie, you have the sweetest breasts I’ve seen, and I could spend days here, loving them. You were warned. There’s no going back.” And like he said, he went straight to her other breast and continued.
“Are you empty, baby?” All she could do was nod in answer to Nate’s dark gaze. “Do you need me to fill your pussy?”
Their actions and words stole all reasoning, leaving her nothing but a needy mess.
Nate came to her other side and trailed a finger over her lips as if to shush her whimpers, and knelt between her legs, splitting them wide. That wandering finger trailed over her exposed pussy in a tortuously light graze. “Here?” He barely inserted the tip when she arched her back and nodded her head.