#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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How Sassy Does A Girl Have to be for Menage?

Welcome back to the Sassy Vixen Blog! Our first spotlight author of this month is the marvelous Morticia Knight. Today she's sharing a bit of her latest release from Total-E-Bound. It's an anthology collection of six hot menage stories. There's something for everyone so read on my friends! Leave a comment for Morticia and be in the running for a free copy of your very own.  
~The Vixen~

All Together Now

I’m so excited to be one of the first authors to visit Tammy’s new blog for Sassy Vixens. I think all of us have a bit of the sass in us, or else we wouldn’t be reading and writing all of this fun stuff! Of course, everyone’s definition of sassy varies a little, and when you’re talking about ménage – well – a girl’s comfort level can vary.
That’s definitely the case for the smart and sexy heroine, Alexa, in my story “The Perfect Third”. She wants to rev up her boring love life, but she’s not interested in mindless sex with no love. She wants the full package: a guy that knows his way around a woman’s body, and happily ever-after. Finding even one good man like that seems to be an impossible quest in the money and success-motivated financial district of New York. But two????
Alexa has no clue that the hunky film score composer that she just met at a film after-party, Lorne, is actually only interested in finding a woman he and his gorgeous best friend, Antony, can share and settle down with. The men are looking for their happily-ever-after  too, but is Alexa sassy enough to go along with such an arrangement? Antony doesn’t think there’s a chance she will, and Lorne is pining away without her. Will this finally be the event that breaks up the two men who have been sharing a bevy of beauties for over ten years? And will Alexa ever become sassy enough to do two incredible men at the same time?
I guess the only way to find out is to pick up a copy of the All Together Now anthology at Total-E-Bound. There are six ménage stories included in this collection, including “The Perfect Third”, and they all explore varying themes of ménage. How sassy are you feeling?

To help you decide, I’ve included a little excerpt from “The Perfect Third” for your enjoyment! Comment at the end about how sassy you are, and I’ll give one lucky commenter an ebook copy of the All Together Now anthology. Don’t forget to leave your contact email – or else we can’t tell you that you won! Contest runs for one week from today.

Adult Excerpt from “The Perfect Third”, a contemporary MFM Menage that is included in the All Together Now Anthology available May 7^th from Total-E-Bound Publishing. All rights reserved.

After a large swallow of wine, Lorne set his glass on the coffee table and leaned into Alexa. He looked directly into her eyes, and locked his lips on hers once again. She melted into him, allowing herself to shut her eyes and feel the moment. Lorne used both hands to explore her body, sliding up and down her, briefly fondling her breasts, stroking her hair, petting the side of her face. Alexa began heating up again, and reciprocated by rubbing his broad, muscular chest, and caressing the stone-hard tops of his thighs.

Abruptly, Lorne pulled back and stood up. He looked down at her as she leant back against the arm of the sofa, and began to unbutton the white tuxedo shirt he was wearing, throwing the bow tie to the ground. His chest exposed, Alexa feasted her eyes on just how well built he was, with just a light smattering of golden hair. He undid his belt and slacks, which were also then cast aside. He was left standing in black briefs that strained under the hardness of his generous cock.

“Would you like to do the final honours?” he said to her, a mischievous tone to his voice.

Alexa wanted to rip the fabric from his body to get at what was being held prisoner beneath. She leant forward so that her face was even with his crotch. Feeling lightheaded from the wine, and maybe a little dangerous, she grabbed the elastic waistband with her teeth and began tugging it downward. He was so hard, it was difficult to get the underwear to cooperate, so she gave it an extra tug with both her hands.

Finally his large prize was free, and she immediately caught it with her lips, licking and tonguing the shaft, teasing the tip as she eased it in and out of her mouth. Lorne placed both hands on her head, moaning, and began to thrust his cock deep into her, pushing at the back of her throat as she opened up to take as much of him as she could.

Lorne held her head fast in his hands, so Alexa was free to begin sliding out of her silk dress. As it fell to her waist, she lifted up slightly to get it the rest of the way off. She sat perched on the edge of his white couch in a red satin lace bra and thong panties. She saw Lorne looking down at her and hoped that the sight of his thick prick ramming into her face and her full C-cup breasts bouncing in the red push-up bra was bringing him true delight.

She was briefly unsure of herself as he pulled his dick out of her mouth, but he reassured her. “You are way too sexy in this outfit, with a sweet, sumptuous mouth. I’m afraid I won’t be able to contain myself.”

He knelt down in front of her and began to kiss her again, and she could feel that her mouth was sloppy and her lips were swollen from the recent assault of his shaft. Her cheeks were flushed, and he watched as her chest rose alluringly with fast breath. He began to explore her again, and he made it clear it was time for the rest of her clothing to come off. He undid her bra, and she helped move things along by sliding her panties off.

“I appreciate your enthusiasm,” he said, locking with her eyes again. “I plan to reward it.”

To find out how sassy Alexa really is, pick up your copy of “The Perfect Third” in the All Together Now anthology, available here: http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=1647

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