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Out Now – The Persecution of the Wolves by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #PNR #thriller #shifter

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Werewolf brothers Matthew and Isaac have lived in the peaceful village of Eyam, Derbyshire all their lives. The villagers know what happens every full moon, and have their reasons for keeping quiet. But this secrecy comes at a cost—the brothers can’t risk romantic entanglements.

Then, at the full moon, a sheep is slaughtered on Eyam Moor, by what could only be a large animal. Even the brothers’ staunchest supporters begin to have their doubts about who—or what—could have done it.

As the brothers fight to clear their names, things are complicated by unexpected opportunities to indulge their lust. Isaac is intrigued by a handsome newcomer to the village, and a vivacious visitor is happy to offer Matthew her all.

Can the men prove their innocence, or is their centuries-old secret about to be revealed to the outside world, bringing their carefully-crafted existence crashing down around their ears?

PLEASE NOTE: This book was previously published as Pack of Lies—the content has not changed. The novel also contains both M/F and M/M scenes.

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-persecution-of-the-wolves/

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Excerpt:

As Matthew and Isaac Adams opened the front door to their house, the telephone started ringing. Matthew sighed. “Typical. No rest for the wicked. I’ll answer it, you go and get ready for work.”

Isaac nodded and headed off to do as his brother advised. Matthew, the older of the two, walked toward the ringing phone and snatched it off the hook. Then, remembering that the person on the other end of the line would have no idea what a rough night he’d just had, he made the effort to inject some politeness into his tone.

“Hello? Adams residence.” Isaac had told him time and time again that the last part about the residence was old-fashioned, that people didn’t say that anymore, but Matthew couldn’t seem to shake it.

“Hello, Matthew? It’s Richard.” The village vicar’s voice, even though he’d only spoken four words, sounded strained, almost panicked. “You boys just get back?”

“Yeah, a moment ago. Why, what’s up?”

“I, uh… I got a call. A dead sheep has been found up on the moor. Not just dead. Mutilated. Like a wild animal attack.”

An unpleasant feeling wormed its way under Matthew’s skin and his stomach flipped. “Oh?” He paused, then figured he had nothing to gain by not saying the next words he wanted to. “You don’t think it was us?”

The vicar’s gasp was instant, one of genuine surprise. “Lord, no! Absolutely not. I just phoned to let you know and I was wondering if you’d come up there with me and take a look? You and Isaac are probably more qualified than anyone else in the village to tell what did this.”

“Isaac has to work, he just went to get ready. But yes, I’ll come up. I’ll let my brother know where I’m going, then I’ll be straight over. Are you at the rectory?”

“Yes. Okay, I’ll see you soon. Thanks, Matthew. Bye.”

“Goodbye.”

Matthew hung up the phone with another sigh. The horrible feeling that had crept under his skin and taken over his gut seemed as if it was there to stay, and it was never a good sign. The vicar’s news was surprising, yes, but he also had an inkling that it was going to spell trouble, or at the very least, inconvenience for him and his brother.

Pulling in a deep breath in an attempt to calm his jangling nerves, Matthew walked upstairs and toward his brother’s bedroom. The door was closed. He knocked. “You decent?”

“Yeah,” Isaac replied, “close enough.”

Stepping into the room, Matthew looked at his brother. He was half-dressed, ready for his shift at the doctor’s surgery, where he was a general practitioner. “Sorry to interrupt, mate, but that was Richard on the phone. They’ve found a mutilated sheep up on the moor, and he’s asked me to go with him to check it out.”

Isaac paused with one arm pushed into his shirtsleeve. “He doesn’t think—”

Matthew cut him off. “No. He was quite adamant about that. He just thought we’d be able to help figure out what did it. I explained that you’ve got to go to work, though. I’m going to head across there now and go up with him.”

“I could phone in, let them know I’ll be late.”

Matthew held up his hand. “There’s no need, brother. Relax. Just go to work and help the sick people. I’ll let you know what—if anything—I find out.”

Opening his mouth, then closing it again, Isaac seemed to have thought better of whatever he was going to say. He continued to dress. “All right, I will. But make sure you let me know what happens. Send me a text or something, and I’ll phone you as soon as I have a gap in between patients.”

Matthew grimaced. He hated texting. Hated mobile phones, actually. Technology was one of the things he disliked most about modern-day life, though he realized it was a necessary evil. It solved as many problems for him and his brother as it created, so he dealt with it as best he could. Fortunately, Isaac had always had an affinity with computers and phones, so he tutored Matthew.

“Yeah, all right. I’d better go and find my phone first then, eh?”

Smirking at his brother’s rolled eyes, he left the room and headed for his own bedroom, where he thought he’d left the device the previous night before he and Isaac had headed for the caves. Immediately spotting the mobile phone—which Isaac often made a point of telling him was akin to a brick—he grabbed it, stuffed it into his pocket, and made his way downstairs.

Retrieving his keys from the hook by the front door, he called up to his brother. “I’m going now, Isaac. I’ll see you after my shift at the pub. I’m working until closing time.”

“Okay. Don’t forget to keep me posted!”

“I won’t.” As if he could forget. The dead sheep was going to be a big thing, he just knew it. The vicar might not think he and his brother had anything to do with it, but some of the other villagers might. When there was no proof either way, just his and Isaac’s word, it was understandable, really. Since he and his brother changed into wolves every full moon, it was a natural conclusion to draw. Particularly since normal wolves had been extinct in England for over five hundred years.

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Lucy_FelthouseAuthor Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

 

Elizabeth Black has No Restraint, and So Can You

It’s a pleasure to welcome one of my favourite regulars to A Hopeful Romantic today. Elizabeth Black is here on tour for her fabulous new novel, NO RESTRAINT. I’m especially excited about having her today because Elizabeth asked me to write the forward, an honour for which I am very grateful. Welcome, Elizabeth!

 

no-restraint-largeIn Chapter 9 in my new erotic romance novel No Restraint, Alex Craig and her shiny new lover Jackson Beale head to the beach. The novel is set in Boston but they run to Rockport, Massachusetts for a bit of sun and fun. Rockport is a coastal art colony with lots of kitschy stores and unique restaurants. There are plenty of beaches tucked into the coastline, and this town is a popular tourist destination.

 

I live in Rockport, and I wanted to bring a bit of the town into my book. What better place for my characters to enjoy a little surf and turf? More people are familiar with Cape Cod, Nantucket, and Martha’s Vineyard, which are on the South Shore. Rockport and its neighboring city Gloucester are in Cape Ann on the North Shore.

 

I’ve lived in Rockport for over 20 years after moving here from Maryland. I loved Maryland’s Eastern Shore, which is where you’ll find the beaches and small town, rural living. After living in cities my whole life I came to love the small town vibe of Rockport.

 

The beaches here are very important to me and I’ve made them a daily part of my life – at least as long as Nor’easters and blizzards allow. My two favorite beaches are Long Beach and Cape Hedge Beach. Long Beach has beach houses dating back as far as the 1930s and some early 1900s lined up along a concrete pathway overlooking the beach. When it’s high tide and there isn’t much beach to walk on, I walk on that pathway. Walking is my primary form of exercise. The Long Beach Motor Inn is popular with tourists, as are the beach houses. There is a resident’s parking area to one side of the beach, and it’s always accessible. And private. That’s important.

 

Cape Hedge is more secluded and definitely only for residents. You need special parking stickers to park on the street rockport2leading to the beach. Tourists aren’t as welcome. This beach is my favorite because it’s not busy and it’s fairly large. It’s also right next to Long Beach so I may walk to that beach if I wish to.

 

I based my beach in No Restraint on a combination of both of these beaches and the much larger Good Harbor Beach in nearby Gloucester. There is plenty of sand and churning water. The water is also cold! This year was an exception. The water was comfortable enough to swim in, and my husband and I have made a habit of it. We even bought snorkeling gear to check out the ocean floor. We find mostly rocks, shells and occasionally a sand dollar or sea urchin. Sometimes we catch crabs skittering across the sand. The water stays placid so it’s enjoyable for beginners like me to snorkel.

 

So what if you want to head to a restaurant and do the tourist trap shop thing after an afternoon swimming? You head to the Headlands and Bearskin Neck; both of which I describe in the book. The Headlands are cliffs overlooking Rockport harbor, and it is a popular picnic spot. Alex and Jackson enjoy a meal there before heading to the shops in Bearskin Neck, which is a short walk away. You’ll find all kinds of shops in Bearskin Neck – jewelry, beads, coffee and tea, a strudel café, pottery, clothing, paintings and other local art. And then there are the restaurants! Alex and Jackson enjoy breakfast based on a local joint called Hula Moon. I eat there often. The owners are from Hawaii and they’ve brought the aloha spirit with them. I’ve enjoyed the banana macadamia nut pancakes and Kona coffee Alex and Jackson take in for breakfast. The flavors are magnificent. I, like Alex and Jackson, have developed a distinctive palate for fine food and drink.

 

rockport1There are only two hotels in Rockport. They’re more like motor inns – smaller and less intrusive on the quaint landscape. Alex and Jackson stay at the Land’s End Inn, which I based on the numerous inns and bed and breakfasts in the area. These homes away from home are festooned with Victorian decorations and furnishings to relax and impress you. Some have patios and decks where you may go outside, sit in an Adirondack chair or at a table, and enjoy many glasses of champagne while you bask in the ocean view. Catch a lovely sunset on the sea while you’ve escaped the hustle and bustle of the big city. Time slows down in places like Rockport, which is one reason I love it here. Crime is so low people leave their doors open 24 hours per day. Even all the cats are related. LOL Like most small towns, everyone knows each other. That can be a good thing as well as a bad thing, but mostly a good thing. People here look after each other.

 

Rockport is a small town with a lovely. beachy feel. The next time I move will either be to another home in town or Hawaii. My husband grew up on Oahu and he’s eager to return. For one thing, the water is much warmer! So I will enjoy Rockport as long as I can, until I move into another paradise. Alex and Jackson appreciate the finer things in life and Rockport gives them the opportunity to experience more of it.

 

 Buy Links:

Amazon U. S.: https://www.amazon.com/No-Restraint-Elizabeth-Black-ebook/dp/B01IGHFZI0/r

Amazon U. K.: https://www.amazon.co.uk/No-Restraint-Elizabeth-Black-ebook/dp/B01IGHFZI0/

 

No Restraint Blurb:

Alex Craig accepts a new job at a high-end sex doll company called Babes. Babes’ dolls are high-end, expensive silicone love toys. Working at Babes is like working for a bacchanal. The company’s culture is all about decadence, enjoying the good life, exciting sex, and enticing food and drink. Alex meets Jackson Beale, one of the company’s vice-presidents. Jackson takes Alex on a new and exciting journey of carnal pleasure. He introduces her to new tactile and kinky pleasures, and she relishes her excitement. The world takes on an entirely new meaning and importance to Alex as she learns what she’s been missing in her life.

 

No Restraint Excerpt:

(Intro – Alex Craig is applying for a job at Babes, a company that makes expensive, high-end sex dolls. She lusts after Jackson Beale, one of the VPs she just met during her interview. She is a dead ringer for the latest, state-of-the-art doll, which is both exciting and unsettling. As she inspects the doll to determine how to improve it, she purposefully reveals a bit too much about herself.)

 

‘How is she to fuck?’ Alex’s throat felt dry as she asked the question. She looked at Jackson. She wanted to hear his answer more than anyone else’s. Did she arouse him, in the flesh and in the form of a doll? ‘I throb when I come. You could add a removable vibrating bullet to the vagina. Also, maybe make it a removable pocket pussy so she’s easy to clean and he can take the pussy traveling with him.’ She walked to the doll and slipped in two fingers. ‘Good, she’s very tight. I’ve used Ben Wa balls to strengthen my pelvic floor. My lovers liked that very much.’

‘Lovers?’ Jackson straightened up in his chair. Good. I have his attention. ‘How many lovers do you have?’

‘I had four, but I broke off the relationships. They were very clingy. I don’t like to be tied down.’ I can’t believe I just said that …

‘You don’t?’ It was no wonder Jackson curled up one lip at her. His eyes danced and gleamed in the fluorescent lights. My God, he is easy on the eyes. I wonder what he must think of me with the way he’s teasing me and twisting my words.

‘Not in that way. I’ve never been tied down to a bed, if that’s what you mean. I might like it.’ Feeling warm, she returned to her seat. Badly wanting to remove her jacket but resisting the urge, she wondered if such sexually charged discussions were commonplace at Babes. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it, but the erotic talk shouldn’t have been a surprise since this was a sex dolls company, after all.

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About Elizabeth Black:

Elizabeth Black lives a dream life in a small home on the Massachusetts coast. She tries to go to the beach every day. When in the Zone, she writes erotic fiction, romance, dark fiction, and horror. She aims for la Dolce Vita and lives every day as if it were a feast. She shared her life with her husband, son, and three cats. She is published by Xcite Books, Cleis Press, Circlet Press, Bold Strokes Books, and other publishers. You may find her on the web in the following locations:

 

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6 Brit Babes with Books Nominated for Best Erotic novels in the Summer Indie Book Awards

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The polls are now open for the Summer Indie Book Awards  

 

Not only has The Pet Shop been nominated for the Summer Indie Book Awards Best Erotic Novel, but so has Interviewing Wade  Remember, The Pet Shop is written under K D Grace. Interviewing Wade is written under Grace Marshall. Either way, we’ll both be happy if you vote for our books.britbabes_badge_1

AAAAND! There’s more good news! I’m not the only Brit Babe to be nominated! Kay Jaybee, Tabitha Rayne, Lily Harlem, Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse are on that prestegeous list as well. I couldn’t be happier to be in such talented company! World domination is imminent!

If you’d like to know details on which Brit Babe novels are nominated and have the opportunity to read a little bit about each one of them then follow this link to the Brit Babes Blog for all the yummy books!

 

AAAAAND! Make a Brit Babe, any Brit Babe happy!

 

If you’d like to vote for your favourite of the BB books listed (we are a far way down the list- lots of nominations! – if nominee newestyou’re at a computer, use Ctrl+F to pull up the search box), then hit these links Erotica and Paranormal and click the box next to your fav book!!
HUGE THANKS from us all at BB HQ.
 

One Night in Manchester by Victoria Blisse Now Available!

Internet romance on the page and in real life!

 

OneNightinManchesterbyVictoriaBlisse-500One night in Manchester is essentially the story of how two people who met on the internet get to spend just one day and night together.

The story is entirely made up but I was inspired by part of my own life story.

Back in 1998 I met my now husband in a little chat room on the internet. It was affectionately known as Doug’s and a friend from college had given me the link. I spent a lot of my free time at uni there, chatting to people from all around the world.

When Kev first showed up I apparently ignored him, well, I had my own group of online mates and although I’d heard rumours I didn’t think Kev was anything special.

At the end of my chat I was saying my goodbyes and Kev wrote

*pinches your bottom on the way out*

And I blushed all the way home! From there on we got chatting, rang each other on the phone and after a few weeks met for the first time in the flesh. It was amazing.

And now, we’re king and queen of smut living our happily ever after together. Awww.

I won’t tell you if Jessica and Grant get a happily ever after but they do have a scorching hot day and night together. Here’s how they met.

 

One Night in Manchester Excerpt:

I calm myself while I wait for the door button to flash green. Pressing it, I continue to scan up and down the platform but the only person in sight is the pensioner. Walking through the newly opened doors I step gingerly along the platform, still looking for him. Surely I’ll recognise him. He’s not shy. His Facebook picture is himself – selfies taken on nights out and such. Or at least that’s what he’s told me.

I’m wracking my brain to remember what it’s called when someone pretends to be someone else online for personal gain. Could Grant be a catfish? It doesn’t seem likely—what would be in it for him? I’m not exactly rich and I’m certainly not a celebrity.

Oh, dear God in heaven, it’s not Nigel from Sales, is it?

I’m so caught up in the possible horror of being all pally pally with Nigel the knobhead who hits on me at work in the most skin-crawlingly creepy way, that I walk slap bang into someone.

“Sorry,” I gasp, then realise I’ve walked straight into the supporting pole of a tourist map. I step back and furtively glance around.

“Jess, are you okay?”

Oh great, Grant is here and the first thing he sees is me walking blithely into an inanimate object. Fabulous first impression.

“Grant?” I ask, looking towards the soft, lilting voice.

“The one and only. Are you okay?” His hand is on my arm and I’m looking up into the brightest, bluest eyes I’ve ever seen, surrounded by the face I know from so many party selfies.

“Yeah.” I shrug and giggle, trying to cover my blushes. “Told you I’m clumsy.”

“Yeah, you called it.” He grins and I melt.

Dear God, how can anyone have such a perfect smile? He’s actually hotter than I thought.

“You’re not hurt, are you?” he asks, running a thumb across my forehead and brushing a loose curl off my face.

“Oh, nothing more than my pride.” I chuckle again, my cheeks getting hotter by the second.

“Well in that case, then—hello, Jess, it’s great to finally meet you.”

“And you, Grant,” I reply. Before I catch my breath he’s wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. I cling to him. He’s warm and hard and smells of pine and the great outdoors. I don’t want to let him go. His well-trimmed beard presses against my cheek and his hands rest confidently in the small of my back. Embarrassment and panic melt away and I let myself relax into his embrace.

Standing here all day, just wrapped up in him, listening to his gentle breathing and feeling his strong arms around me would be a dream come true. I could close my eyes and forget the world. I feel safe and secure and content, even if there is a bubbling of something disturbing in the pit of my stomach. It is, in a strange kind of way, quite a pleasant feeling, this one of arousal, but it’s not one I’m allowed to give in to.

He pulls back, leaving his hands resting on my hips, then leans in and kisses my cheek. Now I’m back to full-on flustered, the imprint of his lips burning hot against my skin.

“It’s so very good to see you, Jess. You look amazing.”

“Oh, thanks.” Looking down between us in my shyness, I try to catch my breath, but realise it looks like I’m staring at his crotch so lift my gaze again. He appears decidedly amused at my discomfort. “You’re very handsome yourself.”

“Well, thank you.” He inclines his head graciously like a gentleman of old and I blush even more. My cheeks must look like ripe apples, the heat they’re generating.

“Wanna come see where I’ve been working?” Grant asks, stepping to the side, leaving one hand on me. I’m very aware of its size, its weight, its possessive position on my body.

“S-sure, yeah, why not?”

“Okay then; you’ll need this.” He finally releases me, dipping his right hand into his jeans pocket and pulling it out again, complete with a pass on a lanyard. He pulls it open and slides it over my head, smoothing it down my chest. Anyone else doing something so intimate would creep me out, but it’s Grant. Maybe it’s an indication that he likes me the way I like him. Surely you don’t make an excuse to touch someone’s chest unless you’re attracted to them, or maybe he just doesn’t trust me to do it myself. I did just walk slap bang into a post, after all. That might be a more realistic explanation.

 

One Night in Manchester Blurb:

After a flirty online relationship, Grant meets Jessica in Manchester.

He works in TV and he shows Jessica around the set where he’s filming. Their relationship quickly escalates and they have sex…on one of the sets! As things develop, so does their love play. In public places! And a little spanking never really hurt anyone.

Will Jessica be able to say goodbye to Grant when his work is done?

 

 

Buy One Night in Manchester Here:

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About Victoria:

Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Author and all 11731759_10154039766657786_3868193766871696713_oround Cheeky Wench. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut AlfrescoSmut by the Sea (Vol.1)Smut by the Sea (Vol.2)Smut by the Sea (Vol.3), and Smut in the City Anthologies.

She is the mistress of Smut UK putting on Smut Events, Days & Evenings dedicated to erotica, socializing, fun and prizes. Check out Smut NightsSmut by the Sea: Scarborough, and Smut Manchester for more info.

Born near Manchester, England, her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories along with her own particular brand of humour and romance that bring laughs and warm fuzzies in equal measure.

Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

You can often find Victoria procrastinating on Facebook , Twitter and Pinterest

 

 

 

The Pet Shop Nominated for Summer Indie Book Awards Best Erotic Novel!

 

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Once again Tino and Stella have made me very proud! The Pet Shop has been nominated for the Summer Indie Book Awards Best Erotic Novel, and I’m doing a happy dance!

The voting begins 1st September, and the competition is stiff, if you’ll excuse the pun, with Brit Babes’ own Kay Jaybee and  Tabitha Rayne on the list as well. I couldn’t be happier to be in such talented company!

Follow the links to find out more details! I’ll be giving more info as time draws nearer. In the meantime, for your reading pleasure, here’s a naughty little excerpt from The Pet Shop. Enjoy breakfast with Tino.

 

Warning! Adult Content and sloppy eating habits!

 

 

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The Pet Shop Blurb:

In appreciation for a job well done, STELLA JAMES’s boss sends her a Pet for the weekend – a human Pet. The mischievous TINO comes straight from THE PET SHOP complete with a collar, a leash, and an erection. Stella soon discovers that the pleasure of keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addicting.

Obsessed with Tino and with the reclusive philanthropist, VINCENT EVANSTON, who looks like Tino, but couldn’t be more different, Stella is drawn into the secret world of The Pet Shop. As her animal lust awakens, Stella must walk the thin line that separates the business of pleasure from the more dangerous business of the heart or suffer the consequences.

 

 

 

 

The Pet Shop Excerpt:

 

Pets don’t like to eat alone. They prefer to sit on the floor by the table next to their keeper’s chair, where they enjoy being hand-fed. If this is not possible, place food in a bowl next to the water dish. Make sure meat is always cut into bite-sized chunks.

Note: The former is preferable, as most Pets and Pet keepers find sharing a meal in this fashion very enjoyable and a part of their bonding experience.

The manual was right. Once she got the hang of offering Tino choice morsels in her open hand, the laving of his velvety wet tongue, the slight nipping of teeth and curling of lips was lovely. He sat on his haunches, once again fully erect, resting his head on her naked thigh in between bites. If she hadn‟t been ravenous, she would have never been able to concentrate on eating. He was as happy to nibble the mushrooms and tomatoes as he was the bacon and eggs. The toast with honey forced him to lick the sweet stickiness off the tips of her fingers, even occasionally off her thigh when her efforts were clumsy with the excitement of having such an exquisite creature eating from her hand.

She‟d had a similar sense of excitement the first time a horse had taken a sugar lump from her hand. That something so powerful, something potentially wild and dangerous had allowed itself to be fed by her was an exhilarating experience. At present, the magnificent beast on the floor insinuated himself a little closer to her with each bite, and she was pretty sure this wild animal had more than food in mind.

Tino scooted and wriggled himself until, at last, he sat between her legs, his humid breath warming her mons.

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With each morsel of food, he insinuated his waiting face a little closer to her pussy until her open palm with its offered nominee newesttidbit was practically resting against her pubis. When a particularly sticky morsel of toast ended up on the chair between her legs, he carefully licked up every bit from the chair, and then he continued lapping his way right on up between her legs.

She caught her breath with a little whimper and a jerk. The bite of toast she was about to offer slipped from her hand onto her belly. Tino wasn‟t bothered. He simply squeezed in between the table and her body, forcing her chair back just enough that he could nibble and lick the toast and honey from her tightening abdominal muscles. That done, he picked up where he‟d left off, nibbling and licking between her pouting labia.

Fascinated and aroused by his eating habits, she grabbed a handful of egg and wiped it across her breasts and down her stomach, licking the remains from her fingers, feeling a bit animal herself. He raised his head again and worked his way up her belly nibbling scrambled eggs as he went, pushing her chair back farther and farther from the table.

She gave up on any semblance of proper table etiquette and slid onto the floor next to him. She grabbed the plate from the table on her way down, shoving a handful of egg into her own mouth before smearing more egg and a bit of tomato across her breasts and belly. Lying back she let Tino nibble and lap his breakfast off her body until she was writhing and grinding on the floor beneath his enthusiastic tongue.

He surprised her by taking a rasher of bacon from the plate and offering it to her, mouth to mouth. It was almost like a porn version of Lady and the Tramp as they gnawed and nibbled their way to each other‟s

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mouth, tongues lapping and lips smacking the salty savoury taste of the meat.

She plucked a nice plump mushroom from the plate. It reminded her of the tip of a cock as she eased it between her slippery folds far enough that Tino had to work to get it out.

But Tino didn’t mind working for his breakfast. And by the time he had extricated the mushroom, she was completely convinced his tongue was prehensile. His face glistening with her juices, the mushroom pressed daintily between his lips, he slid up her sticky body and offered her the morsel with its unique sauce of their lovemaking. Together they gulped down the tangy fungus between gasps for breath, breath which seemed to be harder and harder to get as their meal continued.

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“I loved The Pet Shop. It was so well done that I could hardly wait to turn each page. Of course the sex was delicious, but the background story, the premise of The Pet Shop, and the magic between the various characters was much more than just delicious sex. Great job bringing me something completely different to read.” 5 out of 5 Manic Readers

*****

“The sex is smoking hot, the storyline intriguing, and the whole thing is so brilliantly written that you’ll emerge from the end gasping for breath. This book is a whirlwind of fun and naughtiness perfect for erotica fans.” – Lucy Felthouse, Erotic Author

*****

“I liked The Pet Shop. The story is hot hot hot with multi-dimensional characters and a plot that is a bit mysterious… a memorable experience.” – BookingIt

*****

“Thoughtful, Different and Wicked this is one for those who love erotica with a lot of extra spice.” 4 out of 5, SexyReads.co.uk

*****

“…this story is full of sex that makes your heart pump and your libido race. This is one of the steamiest books I’ve read this year.” – 4 out of 5, Scorching Book Reviews

*****

“A satisfying mix of romance, kink, and inventive S&M, The Pet Shop reels the reader in, neatly side stepping clichés, and forcing you to read just one more chapter before you put it down.” – Oysters & Chocolate

*****

Coffee Time Romance“Full of decadent desire, sensual eroticism and hedonistic promises, Ms. Grace uses a wicked pen that enticed this reader into a world of pleasure unlike anything I have read before. The interaction between Stella and Tino is so scorching hot I practically left burn marks on the computer screen. To top it off, there are so many other erotic fantasies intertwined in this tale that this book must have hit upon everyone’s favorite desire. Whether it is male/male, male/female, male/female/male, female/male/female/female or BDSM this novel has it all. The Pet Shop is the cat’s meow!” 5 out of 5, Coffee Time Romance

*****
“WOW! The Pet Shop was such an unexpected and mindblowing read that not only have I gobbled it up in no time but it shot straight to my Top Reads of 2011 list! I can’t remember the last time I read such a combustive erotica novel. One of the hottest stories I have ever read, a definite Forbidden Favorite, and K.D. Grace just became an author I’ll have to watch!” – 5 out of 5, ‘Forbidden Favourite Award Winner’, The Forbidden Bookshelf

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The Romance Review“THE PET SHOP was like all the seven deadly sins wrapped up into one big sexfest. Lust, gluttony, envy, wrath, pride, and greed all showed their faces at some point in this book and I loved every bit of it! LOL I even felt a little debauched after reading it, and trust me, that’s not easy to do… Overall, I thought THE PET SHOP was one unusual and erotic read that was highly addictive. It was hard to put down because I just really couldn’t figure out what was going to happen next. This is my first K.D. Grace full-length read, and I have to say, I’m intrigued, so I’ll have to check out more of her work!” 4 out of 5, The Romance Reviews

*****

“I was immersed in this new world of leashes, eating off the floor, and walks because the writing was incredible! For a tempting tale of the dark side, read this! I swear, “The Pet Shop” will blow your mind!” 4 out of 5, Night Owl Reviews

*****

“The Pet Shop by K D Grace is, bar none, the best erotic romance novel I’ve read in a really, really long time. It’s scorching hot, creative and kinky, and heart-warming. Reading this novel requires a fan, a stiff drink and probably a cigarette or two. It’s that hot. If you like hot steamy sex, held together with a story of real content, you have to read this book. It is absolutely fabulous.” 5 out of 5, Romantic Reads Book Reviews

*****

“This unusual imaginative novel is addictive, fast paced and exciting. The ending as usual for KD has a brilliant twist I didn’t see coming. All her characters have substance and are intelligent human beings; we feel what they feel, we feel their hesitations and best of all we feel their passion how could I not love this book from the Mistress of erotica.” Midnight Boudoir

*****

“My first delve into a K.D. Grace book and I wasn’t disappointed… it held my attention. I enjoyed the characters, Stella and Vincent being my favourites, but there is secondary characters that are well rounded and engaging to follow them too.” Ramblings of a Book Bitch

*****

“I have enjoyed this author’s work before and this short novel was no exception. The Gift is beautifully written, utterly believable and seriously steamy. Tino is just fantastic and has gone straight to the top of my wish-list as a gift for any occasion! Unique, edgy, sexy and artfully crafted are just a few words I would use to describe The Gift. I am thoroughly looking forward to reading the rest of the series.” Top Pick, Miz Love Loves Books

PLEASE NOTE: This review is for The Gift, the first part of The Pet Shop.

*****

“This is the first book i’ve read by the lovely KD Grace and I have to say that her writing style is truly captivating. There are real emotions in this story which can be felt by the reader, and the sex scenes, wow, they are truly HOT!! This is one erotic fantasy that I wouldn’t hesitate in recommending …..just don’t forget the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door! ;)” Sassy’s Sex Toy Reviews

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“I have been rendered all but speechless after reading this book. This book is without a doubt one of the filthiest I’ve ever read.” 5 out of 5, Raunchy Reads

 
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