Monday, April 22, 2013

#Dominance, #Submission, and #Curvy Heroines Oh My! #eroticromance #Regency from @Nblackthorne

Welcome to Sassy Vixen Publishing's Oh My Monday. This week I'm excited to welcome our friend and fellow author Natasha Blackthorne. Just last week she stopped in at our sister blog Behind Closed Doors and this week she shares yet another fabulous excerpt showcasing her fiery heroine, Lady Cranfield and her Alpha male hero the Earl of Ruel. 

To refresh your memory just a bit, here's the blurb from A Measured Risk.

He is her most dangerous temptation and now he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?

Emotionally scarred in the horrific accident that took her husband’s life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longed to be closer to the fascinating Earl of Ruel. She sensed intuitively that he could teach her how to overcome the terrors that held her in bondage.

And now she’s willing to risk almost anything-her reputation, even her virtue-to find out. But what he proposes startles her.

When the shy, studious and socially awkward young widow approached him, Ruel instantly sensed she would be the sweetest, most submissive experience of a lifetime-if only he can gain her total and complete trust. He makes her a non-negotiable offer. His help in return for her submission and obedience.

But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome, charming husband. She’s learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts no one but herself.

How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break through her self-protective defenses and show her how to love when he has spent his lifetime avoiding that tender trap?

Didn't I tell you Natasha can spin a fabulous tale? For those of you who love historical erotic romances with heroines with REAL curves and more than a little bit of spunk, Natasha's books are for you! A MEASURED RISK features a shy, intellectual, strong-willed widow with real life curves (Rubenesque/BBW) and a protective, possessive Dominant, alpha male hero. This is a story of Dominance and submission with light BDSM, emotional healing, trust and love. What more can you ask for?

How about a steamy excerpt? 

Lady Scott had left. Anne still sensed Ruel’s presence. She grasped the first book her hand fell on, pulled it from the shelf, then walked towards the wingchair by the window. 

Before she reached her destination, he came to her side, placed his hand on her arm. She jerked her head over her shoulder to face him. His eyes were open and warm, bluer than early evening. 

“Your ladybird has flown.” She forced the words past the constriction in her throat. 

He loosened his hold, caressing her arm below her small, puffed sleeve, his fingers tracing the bare flesh. Little shocks of fire licked up her arm. 

She wouldn’t weaken to him this time. She made her voice hard and cold. “Hadn’t you better go and catch her?” 

“Forget her.” His smooth voice lulled her as he cupped her cheek with one hand. His eyes, burning with desire, ignited flames deep inside her. Her limbs went weak. A slow flow of wetness commenced between her legs. 

He bent close. 

Did he actually intend to kiss her? After that disgusting little scene? 

Indignation burned through her. Yet her body thrummed with awareness of him—his scent, his strength. Her body wanted to let him take whatever he willed. Her throat went dry and her legs shook from pure fear. Not fear of him but fear of herself and what she would allow—what she would do—if something didn’t happen to break this spell. 

Her heart hammered against her chest wall. God, she must do something. Anything— 

She drew back her hand and arced it forward and up with all her might. She made sharp, stinging, shocking contact with his cheek. It was with enough force that his head reeled a bit. Not much, though. 

The crack echoed around the chamber. 

She cried out in disbelief and dismay at her thoughtless action and took several steps back. Her hand stung as if pierced by a hundred nettles and she pressed it to her skirt, seeking the coolness of the dark plum silk. 

She felt very lost and confused with herself. She just didn’t go around acting on impulse and emotion. She’d never struck anyone in her whole life. 

This was what he did to her. He turned her into a stranger to herself—a passionate, violent stranger. He filled her with madness. But what price would she pay for such madness? 

Trembling in the wake of her emotions, she dared to look at him.

A vicious red mark rose on his cheek. He touched it. 

She held her breath, waiting for what he would do now.

Copyright © Natasha Blackthorne, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.

(fans self) Is it hot in here or what? Oh to be a fly on the wall when she finds out exactly what he's going to do now.  Whew!  I've got one more surprise for you. A MEASURED RISK is on sale at the moment of this posting for 38p on Amazon UK, .99 on Amazon USA and All Romance E-Books and for a $1.00 at Total-e-Bound Publishing.

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