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Preorder DEFILER, Book #3, PREYFINDERS - releases July 28th

21/7/2015

Don't miss out on Preyfinders, a sexy, space-opera, fantasy series.
Grab the first book, Precious Sacrifice, for free AND...
Pick up Book 2, Intimidator, for the reduced price of $2.99 (was $3.99)

Book #3, PREYFINDERS

His lips curled. “Do I frighten you?” His hands squeezed in, until her shoulder muscles twinged with pain. “Speak the truth.”

What did they say to do when facing an aggressive lion? Retreat slowly while maintaining eye contact? She didn’t have any choice. The Ascend had pinned her with his gaze like a butterfly collector with a new specimen, and retreating wasn’t an option.

“Answer.” He shook her. When she remained mute, he shifted his grasp to beneath her arms and lifted her onto the stone seat. Done as easily as a man might lift a kitten.

Being elevated didn’t help... Though they were eye to eye, it made her feel like a slave girl on a block being auctioned off with Dassenze a potential buyer.

Her mind was dredging up all the dirty sexual connotations it could find. No wonder, with this massive specimen of alien man-god before her. Plus, his hands had slid down to her waist and were holding her there, firmly. It was a definite panty-wetting situation.

Was she a kick-ass forensic pathologist or a slave girl? Dammit, feminism. The two were surely impossibly opposite?

She heard Brask chuckle. The bastard.

What was the question? Was she scared? Answering Dassenze honestly was somehow a must. “A little?”

“Good. Remember that before you try to kiss me. I may change my mind and do... What was that human word?” Though he paused, she was sure it was just to prolong the torture. “I may fuck you anyway.” Then he winked and released her shoulders.

Our Earth is on the edge of destruction, our cities are pocked with missile craters, and beneath the surface the alien factory queen lurks.

Four women of power may be our saviors. The last is Talia. Gifted by earth magic with a mastery of edged weapons, she’s a katana-wielding, geek chick with a loathing of alpha men. Although mating enhances magic, she knows bonding with aliens must surely be wrong. Besides, her destined bond mate, Brask, is an Igrakk warrior of the caveman persuasion. One dominant male is bad enough. Dassenze, the alien man-god in the flesh, also desires her and no isn’t a word he appreciates.

As they near their target, Talia’s man problems become the lesser of many evils, for the factory queen awaits them with her nerve chewers and her drills. The price for being avenging, kickass heroines could be a messy death.

Warning: Dominance and submission themes, hot aliens, and violence. Mild horror too if you're squeamish.

PREORDER LINKS

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Rough Surrender has released

30/6/2014

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On June 26th my book, Rough Surrender, was republished by Momentum /Pan Macmillan and arrived in eBook stores! This is my historical erotic romance set in Cairo in 1910. If you're like me and find both erotic BDSM and history fascinating, you'll love this story.

One master, one woman who craves surrender, and a sky that will challenge them both.

At a time when airplanes are as new-fangled and sensational as the telephone, Faith dares to fly.

The one territory she has not explored is her own sexuality. In Leonhardt she discovers the man who can teach her how a woman surrenders her body and her mind. However, Leonhardt has a shadowed past and his own learning to do. He doesn't have the right to keep Faith from flying, even if he thinks airplanes are flimsy death-traps made of canvas, timber and their inventor's prayers.

Faith has her limits, Leonhardt has his flaws, and sometimes the nicest people get murdered by unscrupulous bastards. Even if Leonhardt can save the woman he loves, the battle for Faith's heart will be the hardest one of all.

To read a sample of Rough Surrender, go here.
To find out why I wrote it, or to read some kinky history, or even plain old history about what was happening in Cairo at the time of the book, go to the Rough Surrender website here.

For those who need to know about Squirm, Book 1 in The Squirm Files, it's still on sale at 99c on Amazon, and soon at other retailers.

A parody of everything great and weird in erotic romance that could be stuffed into one book without it exploding.

For some girls, one tentacle isn't enough.

Having a bad day isn't good but when Virginia Chaste has a bad day, she gets felt up by a tentacle monster. If it simply has to happen, let it at least be a billionaire and a hot biker.

Virginity isn't all it's cracked up to be and her search for the Holy Grail of Erotic Romance, the ten inch purple-headed schlong, may have finally borne fruit.

Yeehaw! Playing hide the tentacle has never been so much fun.

Strum, Book 2 in The Squirm Files is also available at Amazon and other retailers for $2.00

Yet another erotic parody where a light is shone on all the dirty, crazy, squishy things dwelling in your romances.

When a stag party goes terribly wrong, Virginia Chaste loses her memory of all the best bits of her fiancé, Karl whatsisface. She awakens with her tongue stuck to the castle floor, a suspicion that someone kissed her, a missing fiancé, and no idea what will happen next. Luckily Dangerous Bob can show her the way.

All she has to do is join Zagan Grimm, rock star and demon, he of the radioactive cock, to retrieve the ultimate sex book, the Necrosexi-texmexicon, from the depths of the Zon, then she can get her fiancé back, even if she’d rather sell his castle and make a million dollars.

Then she absolutely has to remember not to have a spectacular, tentacular ménage with Zagan and Karl whatsisface.

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Voting open for BDSM Book of the Year

2/1/2014

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I don't normally post about these sorts of things but it's New Year and this calls for champagne!

Four books I've written or co-written are up for Book of the Year at BDSM Book Reviews!

If you would like to vote in this, click on the highlighted writing above.

To join my MAILING LIST and keep up to date with my upcoming books go to:

www.carisilverwood.net/about-me.html

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Twitter: @CariSilverwood

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99 cent sale of Take Me Break Me for 1 week

22/12/2013

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Amazon buylink
All Romance buylink
Because this sale didn't go out as widely as it should have on the first day,
I'll keep it going until the 29th of December.

Blurb:
Capture fantasies rule Jodie's eBook. Re-enacting one in a documentary would surely be irresistible viewing to millions of women?

But Jodie and Klaus discover that inside an ordinary man dark desires may lurk. What will win in the end? The man and lover, or the monster?

Warning:
Capture fantasy; anal play; M/f as well as one m/f/f/m scene; BDSM themes including caning, spanking, bondage, and needle play.

Also contains one beginner Dom who is exploring sadism but is still working out how and when to stop.

Take Me Break Me,
Book One, Pierced Hearts

#76 Bestseller on Amazon Kindle, Top 10 Bestseller on All Romance Ebooks for September 2013
A sample of the book, and reviews, are here.

To get news about all my releases, enter your email address in the space on the right hand sidebar, and click beneath, where it says subscribe, or go to my About me page.

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The Dom on the Naughty List - Xmas sequel to The Dom with a Safeword

8/12/2012

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Who needs Christmas when it brings bad memories? Jude is hung up on his past but his bisexual brats Q and Sabrina are going to drag their normally good-natured Dom into the festive season even if they have to put him on the naughty list. But being in a ménage a trois isn’t simple.

Family drama, unexpected consequences, and the sexy shenanigans all avalanche in with the snow to make Jude, Sabrina and Q find out exactly how deep their love goes.

Yes, we've written a little novella that ties up some of the loose ends from The Dom with a Safeword in a pretty red Christmas bow. Sexy, naughty and wrapped in snuggly love and romance. Plus featuring maybe some handcuffs, rope...etcetera
Due out before Christmas!

Jude, Q and Sabrina are also going to be appearing in the full-length novel out next year called, The Dom with the Perfect Brats. That book is the story of Godfrey Cross, the Dom who hates brats. Yet nothing is ever set in concrete, and he begins to doubt.

Inked up to the eyeballs with tats, this big man with a mean stare believes Gemma and Izzy are two women he will grow to love. When his terrible past shoulders in, their hopes and desires become a tangled mess. But if anyone can overcome pain by sheer willpower, Godfrey Cross can.

Link to Amazon and The Dom with a Safeword is here.

Link to my sample page with the first few chapters and other buylinks is here.

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Release date for Steel Dominance!

6/11/2012

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Loose Id has given me the release date for Steel Dominance, my third book in the award-winning Steamwork Chronicles series.
(Best Erotic Steampunk 2011 The Romance reviews)

This one is the story of Dankyo, the Dom who emerged from Iron Dominance. He's a little meaner than Theo to start with but Sofia mellows him.

Current Blurb:
A brilliant researcher, Sofia must unravel the ancient puzzle of the Clockwork Warrior or her career will be in tatters. Yet the tomb of the warrior is in the dangerous city of Byzantium, inside the harem of the Emperor. She knew she’d have to pose as a slave—but not that her “owner” would be the incredibly bossy, gorgeous bodyguard she’s been assigned.

A life of military duty has left Dankyo unprepared for Sofia. He’s never met a woman quite like this. She’s smart and beautiful, and she’s something that he’s finding almost irresistible—despite the way she fights against masquerading as his slave, she’s submissive right down to the bottom of her soul. And that’s bringing out every dominant instinct in his body.

But even as he realizes she’s captured his heart, the city explodes into madness. Surviving seems impossible. Can love and a Dom who will never give up overcome sheer bloody-minded evil?

creative commons license

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Six Sentence Sunday - more of "The Dom with a Safeword"

29/9/2012

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Adults Only excerpt - 18 years Plus

From The Dom with a Safeword - a contemporary BDSM M/f/f menage.

Here's another snippet from this book I've co-written with Leia Shaw and Sorcha Black. Sorcha's a new author who we've been spanking into shape. Leia is a best-selling author with the great "Destiny" PNR romance series, as well as 31 Flavors of Kink - another BDSM book we co-wrote.

I wrote the Dom, Jude. Leia wrote the innocent submissive, Sabrina, who is new to both BDSM and girl on girl. And Sorcha Black wrote the bisexual switch Q, who hates her real name and rarely tells it.

Before you read my six sentences, you might want to read the blurb.

Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blonde Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own.

Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.

Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?

This is the first time Sabrina gets a taste of being dominated by both Q and Jude - with Jude pinning her arms behind her back, and Q kissing her.

From Sabrina's point of view:

His grip hardened. “I think she likes it,” Jude said, amusement coloring his voice.

Oh, how right he was.

Q ignored him, seemingly lost in her own world of nibbles and licks. When her lips grazed behind Sabrina’s ear, her breath tickled. Sabrina arched her back and her breasts pressed against Q’s, shocking her into a sharp awareness of what they did.


Releasing Halloween!

  *** October 31st, 2012***
For a giveaway of an ARC of our book, click on Sorcha or Leia's names to go to their excerpts and blogs. One ARC (advance reader copy) from each blog of:
The Dom with a Safeword

If you're really keen on f/f orientated erotic romance, the f/f Romance group on Goodreads will be reading our book as Book of the Month in November and members may be eligible for a discount.

Joining six sentence sunday can be fun! To join in, and find other participating writers, go here six sentence sunday
On twitter use the hashtag #sixsunday

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Six Sentence Sunday - The Dom with a Safeword

23/9/2012

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Adults Only Excerpt - 18 years plus

From The Dom with a Safeword - a contemporary BDSM M/f/f menage.

I'm co-writing this book with Leia Shaw and Sorcha Black. I'm writing the Dom, Jude. Leia is writing the innocent submissive, Sabrina, who is new to both BDSM and girl on girl. And Sorcha Black is writing the bisexual switch Q, who hates her real name and rarely tells it.

Here's the blurb if you want a bit of an idea about what's going on.

Late at night, on an amateur ghost hunt, Sabrina and her best friend Q are caught trespassing by the gorgeous, blond Jude. The embers of attraction between them sizzle when they discover Jude’s kinks match their own. Jude is a Dom on his last summer of freedom before starting the prison sentence that is med school. Q is a badass bi switch who knows what she wants, and for years it’s been her cute, doe-eyed straight friend Sabrina. But the only way for Q into Sabrina’s heart and panties may be with Jude’s fist wrapped in her hair.

Domming the bratty Q and mischievous Sabrina isn’t going to be easy but Jude relishes the challenge. At the end of the summer, will they find a way to stay together when everything is tearing them apart?

This little scene is from the first time the three of them 'play' together and Sabrina is wondering what she has gotten herself into. Of course Jude is rather good at reassuring her, in many ways, that she's right where she should be.

Yet that hold of Jude’s on her was so firm, unrelenting, and male. His callouses rubbed her nape. He’d shown her such consideration without relinquishing a single jot of control. And without him speaking a single word to her, Sabrina felt their connection sink in, from where his palm touched her skin, and spread through her flesh.

The hem of the dress reached her upper thighs. Trembling, she adjusted her grip on the tablecloth, and put her forehead to the cloth.

This book will be released on Halloween, and we'll be kicking off with a sale price of 99 cents for that weekend only. Check the Wicked Cucumber Press website for more information closer to the Halloween weekend.
Late news, alas Leia and Wicked Cucumber won't be having a 99 cent sale on Release Day.

Joining six sentence sunday can be fun! To join in, and find other participating writers, go here six sentence sunday
On twitter use the hashtag #sixsunday

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BDSM Appreciation Event

1/8/2012

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Welcome to the BDSM Appreciation Event.

I've been writing BDSM Romances for a while now and have a total of 5 books out that feature BDSM. Three Days Of Dominance is probably my most soft-core title. I write Doms who are men I can imagine waking up to in bed and living a life with. Though control might be etched into their very bones, in their hearts they are simply good men.

Rough Surrender is my latest of my own fiction. 31 Flavors of Kink is more recent, but it's a story I co-wrote with Leia Shaw. I'll give away an eBook copy of Rough Surrender. Here's a little excerpt from this book that is set in Cairo, 1910. This one is blitzing the awards at review sites. Ten out of Ten top awards.

To be in my contest, leave a comment then either follow or subscribe to my blog, OR I'll be just as happy if you simply tweet this post. But make sure you comment at the bottom.

The Rafflecopter is for entries to the Grand prize from Nix at Scorching Book Reviews. And thank you to Nix for organizing this event!

I'll be posting on her blog about BDSM and writing on the 4th August

Blurb:
At a time when airplanes are as new-fangled and sensational as the telephone, Faith dares to fly. The one territory she has not explored is her own sexuality. In Leonhardt she discovers the man who can teach her how a woman surrenders her body and her mind. However, Leonhardt has a shadowed past and his own learning to do. He doesn't have the right to keep Faith from flying, even if he thinks airplanes are flimsy death-traps made of canvas, timber and their inventor's prayers.

Faith has her limits, Leonhardt has his flaws, and sometimes the nicest people get murdered by unscrupulous bastards. Even if Leonhardt can save the woman he loves, the battle for Faith’s heart will be the hardest one of all.

WARNING: BDSM, anal sex, orgasms galore, and a Dom who likes to claim his property with pen, ink and bondage.

An Excerpt from Rough Surrender

“That’s better. Relax, darling. You’re meant to enjoy this.” Leonhardt's hands moved, untangling and unrolling the last lengths of Faith's hair, drifting lower, following the contours of her upper back to her waist and circling her there, pausing for a moment before leisurely curving across the mounds of her bottom.

What she was allowing this man to do stunned her.

“You have lovely hair, Faith, a beautiful body. I could touch you like this all night.” He kissed her neck, tickling her with small nibbles. “I’m taking your dress off now. Your answer, my dear?”

An answer? He wanted speech when her throat had seized up? “Yes. Sir.”

The wall behind the chaise lounge was cream...the lounge was timber and blue and her legs shook. Already.

From the sound, he’d knelt then his hands encompassed her ankles and ran a little way up beneath the dress. Cool air caressed her body as he took the garment up. “Raise your arms, Faith.”

She did so. The dress pooled on the lounge where he tossed it. She’d never stood before a man in her underwear before--in corset, drawers and stockings--and this was a man who knew how to control her with mere words. The longing to know what he meant to do made her breath come harsh to her ears. Her lips parted.

“I like a woman who obeys my commands.” He rested his hands on her shoulders.

Before she could stop herself a small noise escaped her lips.

“Do you have a question?” His hands moved on her muscles, massaging and spreading a delicious warmth that pooled in her breasts and groin.

“Yes. Uh, sir.”

“Ask then.”

“I don’t obey.” She let her head slowly drop forward as he continued the massage, and his body moved in to mold against her back. A hard length pressed along the crevice of her bottom. “I don’t. Not normally. Just you. And here. Uh. That’s all, so nice.”

He laughed a little, softly, near her ear. “I could tell you liked it, sweetheart. Obeying me here and now is all I want.” He stepped away, keeping a single finger in the center of her back. “I’m going to take off the rest of your clothes, Faith and bind you.”

Oh my God.

“Now is when you should say, no, my dear. Then I’ll go.”

She licked her lips. Say, no? And miss what her body craved? He’d done what he had at the workshop--made her throb exquisitely in all her private places. She said nothing, wanting, needing, to see what else he could do.

“You want me to stay then.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.” This time she heard roughness in his voice. “Good.”

He drew off her shoes, her drawers, her hose and corset until she waited there naked with the air caressing her skin. The man in her room was still clothed...and she was naked. Her heart thudded, fast and anxious.

“Put your wrists together, behind your back.” His voice softened as he moved away. Something knocked, then came muted noises. Mr. Meisner returned and stopped there, just behind her, within reach, where she couldn’t see, waiting.

She sucked in a breath, let it out slowly, and did as he ordered--put her arms at her back. He wrapped some sort of rope around her wrists, tightened the bindings until she could do no more than twist her hands one against the other.

“The curtain cords,” he murmured. “Being an engineer, I like to use chains and metal when I can, but this will do, for your first time. How does that feel, Faith?” He set his hands on her hips. His skin on her naked skin. She shuddered, feeling wetness seep between her legs. “Turn around and look at me. Now.”

Of a sudden, seeing him looking at her was scarier than staring at the wall and knowing he did things to her behind her back. She bowed her head, felt her hands again--roped together. The position made her breasts jut out and as she looked, her nipples puckered and poked out like fat buttons.

“Faith. Turn and face me.”

“Yes, sir.” She shuffled around and his hands stayed on her, sliding at her hips, just above there, where she ached. His big brown eyes were on her and she couldn’t help but look up into them and be caught, the sensation turning topsy-turvy, messing with every thought in her head. Mr. Meisner had her in his hands.

“There, love. I do believe you like this.” His eyes crinkled and his mouth moved in the most heartwarming smile she’d yet observed. “You don’t need to answer that. I can see. In this.” He put both hands on her breasts, cupping them then brushing each thumb once across her nipples.

“Oh.” She swayed and found her eyes half closing.

“And this.” Deliberately, while his gaze still locked with hers, he let one hand leave her breast, trail down her stomach, across the triangle of hair...

No. He wouldn’t. She tugged at the ropes around her wrists but nothing gave. Her helplessness fed into the heaviness curling tight and low in her stomach. The nub of flesh inches from his fingers peaked and hardened. She tensed then arched into his hold, and still he watched.

His hand slid between her legs and paused there. “You’ve no hair on your lips down here, Faith.” His eyebrows rose a smidgeon.

He wanted her to speak? Just being there, still, his finger confused her, kept her thoughts centered on the minute details of what he did. “I...I remove it. A friend in Paris showed me. For cleanliness and all...um.” Her explanation trailed away, swallowed by the sensations bubbling up.

“Hmm, I like the result.” His gentle baritone hum...the spot his finger touched...her nakedness and the power this man had over her, and, oh, the way he watched, it all roiled deliciously around inside her.

She gulped then held her breath as...his finger followed the line of her slit, where wetness collected, and slow as a tongue licking the edge of an ice cream, nudged aside her lips, and dipped inside her. There. Oh. Yes. A coil of simmering energy seemed to squeeze down into the tightest ball, and quiver to be released. His thumb found her nub and pressed down firmly. Over and over and over.

Her heart stopped. The room shattered. Her breath came out in a choking squeak from her gaping mouth. Nothing existed except the storm of pleasure bursting upward from where he probed and pressed. Unable to stop herself, she jerked and moaned through each wave of the storm until her body was wrung dry of the very last shudder.

When the room centered and she raised her eyelids, Mr. Meisner held her in his arms, snuggled to his chest. He rubbed her back, just like he had on the boat. “There you go, sweetheart. Lord. Never seen any woman orgasm that easily. You do like this. Do you understand? You like being tied up.”

Go here for Scorching Book reviews which is hosting a heap of other BDSM authors for this event, including Cherise Sinclair and Kallypso Masters, Sherri Hayes, Cassandra Carr. Eliza Gayle, and Joey Hill.

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A Hero's Blog Hop

25/7/2012

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Adults Only - 18 years plus

There you are! You've made it this far through the Hero's Blog Hop - unscathed by arrows or swords, by bullets or by a hero's stunningly built muscles that gleam in the sunshine as if freshly polished. That is why you like heroes isn't it? So you can run your tongue down that torso, slowly detouring around their belly button, and downwards...unzipping...unbuttoning...mmm

Or is it? I lift one eyebrow and give you a second to think.

The physical yumminess is always enticing, but for me, it is what's inside them that makes a hero. And what they DO.

I love a man with a heart, a lover's soul, a man who does what he has to when times are not just tough, but bad enough to bring him to his knees despite the landscape littered with shards of glittering glass.

That man -- the man who crawls across the glass with sword in hand, or sharpened toothpick, to save his lady -- he is the hero for me.

What is most important to you in a hero? Delectable muscles? Come on, admit your weaknesses. I won't tell a soul!

There are THREE grand prizes in this hop. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 100 times!

But REMEMBER to put your email address with a comment IF you want to enter into the grand prize. The rafflecopter is for entering for my personal blog prize.

Now what are those prizes?
1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The Swag Pack in the picture!

My personal prize for this blog hop is a $5 gift card and a book from my backlist
- so that excludes Rough Surrender, the one I have an excerpt for below.
This is my hero, Leonhardt Meisner. A man who will move heaven and earth, and overcome his greatest fear, to save his love, Faith Evard.

At a time when airplanes are as new-fangled and sensational as the telephone, Faith dares to fly. The one territory she has not explored is her own sexuality. In Leonhardt she discovers the man who can teach her how a woman surrenders her body and her mind. However, Leonhardt has a shadowed past and his own learning to do. He doesn't have the right to keep Faith from flying, even if he thinks airplanes are flimsy death-traps made of canvas, timber and their inventor's prayers.

Faith has her limits, Leonhardt has his flaws, and sometimes the nicest people get murdered by unscrupulous bastards. Even if Leonhardt can save the woman he loves, the battle for Faith’s heart will be the hardest one of all.

WARNING: BDSM, anal sex, orgasms galore, and a Dom who likes to claim his property with pen, ink and bondage.

I can't show Leonhardt's greatest heroic moment, because that is toward the end of the story, but here is when they first kiss.

Faith halted at the door, put her palm to the wood while her other hand brushed her fringe back as well as she could without a mirror--needing that moment to compose herself.

Liar. Damnable liar. She had let him do that. She couldn’t trust herself.

“Leonhardt,” he said.

“What?” Frowning, she turned. At least, this time he’d kept some distance, a few feet, between them. Not enough. Her treacherous tongue curled out to touch her lip. Why did she do that? As if...as if she could taste him on the air. Her nostrils flared. She could smell him, though: tobacco and soap and sweat, but even in winter, Cairo would make anyone sweat.

“Leonhardt. Call me that.”

“I doubt that would be appropriate, Mr. Meisner.”

His mouth curved in a small smile. “You lied before. Of course.” He took an unhurried stride forward, brought up his arms and braced them either side of her head.

Hell.

“If it weren’t for that adorable tongue of yours, I’d have let you go. Now, I’m going to see what you taste like.” He lowered his head.

Faith strained away, the back of her skull smacking lightly into the timber.

“Don’t move.” Those two words were like nails driving her into place. He covered her lips with his and she gave a muffled groan as his tongue slid into her mouth alongside hers.

All resistance vaporized. She fought to stay aware and upright though her legs threatened to collapse and her logical brain had disintegrated into a swirl of lustful thoughts. Nothing mattered except the feel of him inside her. His lips pressed and slid, his teeth caught her flesh here, there...his breath merged with hers. This was a man who knew how to take.

His body moved in, squeezing her between timber and man. If she needed to breathe, she must accept what he gave her. If he didn’t hold her there, she’d fall. The world shifted on its axis.

Sweet Jesus, she loved it.

This time, when he drew away, she kept her fingers hooked into the heavy fabric of his coat. Something hard and long pulsed against her stomach--his manhood. All of their own accord, her hips arched forward. Her panting came a little faster.

“We’d best be leaving.” He stroked the side of her face with his knuckles.

“Mmm.” Someone had put glue on her tongue and throat

“Mmm? You kiss like an angel come down from heaven, sweetheart. Tell me the truth this time, before I let you go. Did you like that?”

Before I let you go That matter-of-fact statement shook her. Her eyes swept up, found his--so striking, so intense. She searched for a word to describe them. Animalistic? When eyes were given out, he’d been given the wrong ones--those of a hawk or wolf.

She considered lying but couldn’t, not while he held her still in place. “Yes,” she whispered. “I did.”

His knuckles feathered over her lips and, on impulse, she licked at them. His eyes darkened.

A hiss escaped from between his teeth. “You tempt me too much.” Then he stood, moved back and gestured at the door.

It took a moment for her to adjust to the loss--of feeling his body on hers.

By the time he slid back the door and guided her toward the motorcar with his hand low on her back, she’d done some thinking. If she’d doubted his effect on her, she now knew for certain. He’d given her an entirely new understanding of kissing. Mr. Meisner...Leonhardt, could own her without doing anything more than saying a single word.

He opened the passenger door. Their eyes met.

Well, two words. She wasn’t that easy.

Don’t move. The memory of her response scalded her. Like a cat on heat, she wanted to lie down at his feet and arch her back. Whatever am I going to do?

Buylinks are below & a bigger sample from Rough Surrender is here.

Night Owl Top Pick 5/5; The Romance Reviews Top Pick 5/5; Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews 5/5 "Purest Delight"; BDSM Book Reviews 5/5 Paddles, 5/5 Kinks; Kinky Book Reviews 5/5 Kinks; Mrs Condit Reads Books 5/5; Scorching Book Reviews 5/5; Erzabet's Enchantments 5/5; and Manic Readers 5/5
Make that 10 out of 10 sites. I can see from Goodreads, that Holly from Full Moon Bites is also giving the book 5/5

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Preorder DEFILER, Book #3, PREYFINDERS - releases July 28th

Rough Surrender has released

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