It's Easter holidays here in the UK and the sun is shining. So it makes me think about loading up my eReader full of delicious goodies to read. Here is one HOT HOT treat for you. Over to Doris O'Connor.
Thanks so much for hosting
me today. I'm incredibly excited to be sharing Maria's story with you. I knew I
had to write her story from the minute we meet her in book one of the Projects
Series, The Orgasm Project. In that book she sets up her best friend with her
brothers. In book two of the series, The Bear Project, she is there for her
human work colleague Emmi, when she comes back from holiday mated to a bear
shifter, and we get the first glimpse at Maria's complicated love life.
****
"Oh,
no," Emmi said. "You're not getting out of this so easily. Spill,
Maria, what in hell is going on? You made it sound like some sort of dire
emergency on the phone, so I drag myself here on my day off, and then you
turn up half an hour late, and looking as though you've been dragged through a
hedge backwards." Emmi stopped and properly looked at her friend.
"And you were wearing those clothes yesterday. I knew it, you're seeing
someone! Who is he?"
She
had to be. Maria was always perfectly turned out, and she'd never wear the same
clothes twice in a row, and she had sounded desperate on the phone.
Emmi
crossed her arms and glared at Maria, and she squirmed.
"Them,
actually, but you can't tell anyone, promise me, please."
"Two?"
Emmi laughed. She couldn't help it. Here she was on the verge of combusting
with sexual frustration, and Maria had snared herself two guys. "What is
it with your family and threesomes?"
Maria
paled, and something in her intense blue gaze told Emmi that all was not well
here.
"Promise
me, Emmi, you mustn't tell a soul. Not Anastasia or my brothers and certainly
not Cole. Promise!"
****
Yes, it's complicated, and
dangerous, and Maria and her men break all the rules.
I recall my editor telling
me in no uncertain terms that I'd better be writing Maria's story next, when
she read that bit in The Bear Project.
*grins*
So, this is it. Maria gets
her men…or does she?
You'll have to read the book
to find out. J
Blurb:
Being together could mean death to
them all, but walking away is not an option…
Bloodlines need to be protected at
all costs and as a true-blood cougar Maria is expected to mate with a
council-approved shifter. Too bad the one chosen makes her skin crawl for all
the wrong reasons.
But running away already landed her
in hot water once before. Wolf shifter Malachi Luca saved her life ten years
ago, and then promptly disappeared with her heart. So much for true love.
Now time is running out and Maria
is feeling the strain. Seducing Professor Silas Deacon should be a welcome
distraction except the human turns out to be her mate, too.
And that damn wolf—yeah he's back
and determined to claim both his cat and his human. What's a girl to do? Fight
for love and enjoy the awesome sex, of course.
Be Warned: menage sex
(MMF), m/m sex, bondage, spanking, anal sex
Adult Excerpt:
Maria
couldn't get enough air into her lungs, and she yanked on her restraints, the
longer the two of them just stood there watching her through hooded lids.
Relax, little cat. Let
us take care of you, and we'll deal with the rest of the world tomorrow, or
next week.
Silas
winked at her, and Maria's agitated cat calmed down. In fact the animal bowed
her head in submission and hissed her approval when Malachi pulled his tee over
his head. Her throat went dry taking in the hair roughened expanse of his chest
and the force of his erection straining his jeans. Silas, too, shrugged out of
his shirt and kicked off his trousers and boxer briefs in one impatient move.
His magnificent cock bounced up to his navel, and Maria whimpered when he took
himself in hand and stroked along his impressive girth. She couldn't tear her
gaze away from the slow movement of that hand. Not even when Malachi tore her
dress off her with one abrupt flick of his clawed hands.
Cool
air fluttered across her exposed skin, and her breasts grew heavy as her
nipples tried their best to punch through the lace of her bra. The bed dipped
again when Malachi knelt next to her and with a few well-placed flicks of his
claws cut away their lacy covering. He continued a downward path of pleasuring
pain toward her mound, using just enough force to leave a red trail behind. The
slow slide and drag of those razor-sharp nails of his caused her whole body to
tense, as sensations bombarded her. More of her juices gushed out of her as her
pussy clenched in desperate need to be filled, and her hips pushed up when he
circled her clit with his claw, lazy, incredibly slow circles that had her
panting and undulating her hips in an effort to increase the pressure to that
little swollen nubbin.
"Lie
still, princess, or so help me I'll leave you hanging." Malachi's hot hand
landed on her belly and pushed her hips back down on the bed at the same time
as Silas stepped close enough for Malachi to grasp hold of his cock. The action
meant he abandoned Maria's needy clit, and she whimpered when he licked away
the bead of pre-cum that had appeared on Silas's dick.
"Fuck,
yes." Silas hissed the words as Malachi took all of his lover's dick in
his mouth and fondled his balls with one hand. The other still held her hips
down, and Maria bit her lip as arousal fizzed through her veins. She wanted to
come so badly, and she was so damn close that the slight wafts of air, created
by Malachi bobbing his head up and down on Silas's cock made her clit contract
with need.
Silas
fisted his hands in Malachi's hair and fucked his mouth with an urgency and
brutal need that he'd never displayed with her. She tore her gaze away from the
sight of Malachi's lips stretched across Silas's dick to find Silas's gaze
riveted between her thighs.
Maria
whimpered at the heat of that gaze, until Silas pulled away from Malachi and
knelt next to her head instead.
Grasping
his dick, slick with Malachi's saliva, he ran it across her bottom lip, and
Maria opened her mouth eagerly to take in as much as he could. Silas kept his
hand on the base of his shaft to stop her from choking on his length, and she
shot him a grateful look, as he started to fuck her mouth. The taste of him
mixed in with Malachi's earthy scent, and she swallowed the first spurts of his
cum down.
"Fuck,
that's so hot."
Malachi's
words sounded strained and slightly distorted as though he was more wolf than
man right now, and Silas fucked her faster. One hand wrapped in her hair as he
held her head at just the right angle to serve his needs, and the knowledge
that he used her to his ends, had her grow even wetter. The rip of fabric as
her underwear tore made her shudder, and there was the swipe of Malachi's rough
tongue, and her body tensed. His claws dug into her ass as he lifted her up to
give himself better access to her drenched core, and she screamed as her first
orgasm ripped through her body.
Malachi
chuckled into her pussy and then stepped up his efforts as Silas pulled out of her
mouth and his hot cum splashed over her breasts.
Maria
was too far gone to care, because Malachi now pushed two fingers into her
channel, and finding her sweet spot in record time sent her over the edge twice
more.
By
the time she could draw air into her lungs, Silas was removing her leg shackles
and Malachi had rid himself of his trousers. His cock was just as thick, if not
thicker than Silas's. It wasn't quite as long, and the head of his dick looked
swollen and purple, the balls drawn up tight to his body as though he was
barely holding in his cum.
Malachi’s
stubble glistened with the evidence of her arousal, and when he bent to devour
her mouth his with his, she tasted herself in with him. It pitched her need for
him sky high again, despite her earlier orgasms, and she pleaded with him in
between kisses.
"Please,
please…"
He
pulled away and with a wicked grin bent down to lick the sticky evidence of
Silas's cum of her breasts. Silas joined him on the other side, and the dual
sensations sent her clit and pussy into overdrive. There was something so dirty
and yet terribly arousing in the act, and when both men bit down on one erect
nipple each, another orgasm ripped through her.
*****
Author Bio:
Glutton for punishment would be a good
description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily
basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from
adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with
children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive
husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do
after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the
locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her
characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will
find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any
peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and
sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as
they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting
love stories are guaranteed.
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