Welcome to my very first bog post!
Today I'm sharing an excerpt from my new book called Her Alaskan Men - a hot spanking menage romance.
Discovering her boyfriend in a foursome she wasn’t invited to while on a photo shoot in Alaska is one thing, but having him call her a boring prude is enough to send devastated model, Summer Coleman, out into the cold, snowy, Alaskan wilderness wearing nothing beneath her coat but a skimpy negligee and G-string. She runs straight into a cage meant to trap wild animals.
She tries not to panic. The trappers will see their mistake and free her. Instead, they see an opportunity. A pet. Panic sets in. Just when she thinks it can’t get any more bizarre, a gorgeous, hunky, blue-eyed newcomer strolls by. Looking at her in awe, he decides she is the answer to a prayer. He and the trapper barter over her like she’s a prized trophy. He rescues her from one captor, only to put her into the hands of two others.
She’s the angel all three have been waiting for. The men don’t hesitate to make a party of three when it comes to disciplining her thoroughly anytime she deserves it, but their touch also ignites her submission and her heart.
Can this city girl live happily off-the-grid with her Alaskan men for the rest of her life and be their wife? Or will she run at the first chance she gets?
Publisher’s Note: If you are looking for a steamy ménage a trois, explicitly described scenes of domestic discipline with a bit of anal play thrown in for good measure, then this is the story for you!
And here's an excerpt (R Rated)
He led her to a bench, lifted her onto it and made her kneel on it. He then undid her bound wrists and rubbed at her skin. His rope didn't bruise her and she didn't need to get the circulation back into her veins—he hadn't tied it that tight. Still he kissed all around her wrist, to her palm, her fingers, so gentle.
Then he started wrapping his rope around her wrists again. Oh, boy. Once he had done the same to both her wrists, he went behind her, and pushed into her spine until she was kneeling with her ass in the air. Oh, boy, oh, boy.
He came around again and crouched in front of her. She glanced quickly at Zach and Ethan. They had already chosen their tools. Zach ran his fingertips over a long thin crop that looked like a sadistic demon in his hands. Ethan twirled a cane between his fingers.
She didn't think she could get any wetter but she proved herself wrong.
Jacob brought her attention back to him. He took first her one wrist and bound it to the leg of bench. He did the same to her other wrist ensuring she couldn't move. He moved behind her again. This time he closed her legs and wound his rope around her ankles and the bench.
Firstly, she was stuck to the bench, not an inch to move about. The bench had even been nailed to the floor so as not to move at all. Secondly the way he had bound her would keep her ass high in the air.
Jacob ran his hands over her backside. Then he reacquainted her with his nine-tail flogger. Tiny goosebumps erupted over her skin. She wasn't cold. Quite the opposite, she was burning up quicker than the crazy heart beats banging in her chest.
“Warm her up for us, Jacob,” Ethan said lazily.
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