August 30, 2013

Unleashed at Friday Flames!

For me, there really isn't anything better than turning my blog over to someone else. To let them heat up the screen and scorch you senseless.

My guest today will do all that....and more!

Take it away, Felicity Heaton!

It’s wonderful to be here at Sheri’s blog to talk about my latest release, Unleash, which is the sixth book in my Vampire Erotic Theatre romance series, to you all. I’m going to share an excerpt from the vampire romance novel today, but also mention that you can get the first book in this series, Covet, for FREE at selected Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books and Apple iBooks Stores!

You can find all the links for the Covet special offer (and two other free paranormal romance ebooks) at:

Now how about more about the book, including a nice excerpt…

Unleash (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 6)
Felicity Heaton


A powerful vampire lost deep in his bloodlust, Snow is a savage animal, mindless with rage and a thirst for violence, and trapped with no hope of awakening from an endless nightmare… until a song draws him up from the abyss, restoring his sanity but leaving him haunted by the sweet feminine scent of lilies and snow, and fragmented familiar lyrics.

When the mysterious and beautiful songstress reappears in Snow’s room at Vampirerotique, she awakens a fierce protective streak and stirs dark desires that drive him to claim her as his female, even when he knows his touch will destroy her innocence.

A single forbidden taste is all it takes to unleash emotions in Aurora that she shouldn’t possess, tearing her between duty and desire, and luring her into surrendering to her wildfire passion and embracing hungers that burn so hotly they threaten to consume them both.

One act of kindness can lead to one thousand acts of sin though, each a black mark against the bearer’s soul and another grain of sand that slips through an hourglass. The clock is ticking and time is almost up. Can beauty save the beast?

Unleash – Excerpt

Aurora clutched his shoulders, tiptoed and moulded her hot body against his front, her belly pressing into his hard cock and tearing another moan from him. She ran one hand up his neck to his hair and her fingers tangled in it, nails scraping his scalp, driving him out of his mind.

Rain poured down on them and thunder rolled menacingly overhead.

Snow planted his hands against her lower back, gathered her flush against him and leaned over her, kissing her harder and losing himself in sensations that felt foreign to him. It had been that long since he had held a woman like this and kissed one.

He shook that thought away. He had never held a woman like this, clinging to her as though his world would end if she escaped his grasp, and had never kissed like this either, his passion pouring out of him because it was overflowing and he couldn’t contain it. A dam had burst and he was powerless to resist the violent flow that swept him along, pulling him under at times until he felt as though he was drowning.

Gasping for more.

Lightning cracked above them, the flash registering even with his eyes closed, and the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. His senses blared a warning he was too far gone to heed.

The electricity in the air was nothing compared with the intense energy that blazed between him and Aurora.

Their desire put it to shame, burning at a billion volts, far beyond their control.

Aurora ran her short nails down his arms, clawing at his wet skin, and he growled and gathered her closer.

“Need you,” he husked and she didn’t deny him.

Unleash is available now from all Amazon Kindle, Kobo Books, Apple iBookstores, and Barnes and Noble Nook, and in paperback.

Find links and a fantastic 5 chapter downloadable sample at:

Books in the Vampire Erotic Theatre romance series

About Felicity Heaton:
Felicity Heaton writes passionate paranormal romance books as Felicity Heaton and F E Heaton. In her books she creates detailed worlds, twisting plots, mind-blowing action, intense emotion and heart-stopping romances with leading men that vary from dark deadly vampires to sexy shape-shifters and wicked werewolves, to sinful angels and hot demons!

If you're a fan of paranormal romance authors Lara Adrian, J R Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Gena Showalter and Christine Feehan then you will enjoy her books too.

If you love your angels a little dark and wicked, Felicity Heaton’s best selling Her Angel series is for you. If you like strong, powerful, and dark vampires then try the Vampires Realm series she writes as F E Heaton or any of her stand alone vampire romance books she writes as Felicity Heaton. Or if you’re looking for vampire romances that are sinful, passionate and erotic then try Felicity Heaton’s new Vampire Erotic Theatre series.

In 2011, five of her six paranormal romance books received Top Pick awards from Night Owl Reviews, Forbidden Blood was nominated as Best PNR Vampire Romance 2011 at The Romance Reviews, and many of her releases received five star reviews from numerous websites.

If you want to know more about Felicity, or want to get in touch, you can find her at the following places:

I want to read everyone's excerpts! The HOTTER the BETTER! Make us sweat, make us MOAN! Let us fall in love.

(and don't forget your buy links!!)

August 27, 2013

Looking back at the Romance Novel Convention

Part One of my RNC experience.

No, I'm not here to bash the convention or Jimmy Thomas. (though many have on Facebook and in their posted blogs)  Because overall, I had a really good time.

In the past 15 years, this was the first vacation my husband I have taken WITHOUT THE KIDS. Don't get me wrong, I love my duo spawn like the mother I am. Yes, I probably spoil them rotten. However, even us parents need a break from the constant reminding, refereeing, cleaning, and whining.

I couldn't wait to get on the road. Hubs had the SUV packed the night before -- guess he couldn't wait either! We woke up at 4AM on Thursday and were on the road by 5:00.

Departing from the California coast, here's a pic of the sun rising as we made our way through the flat plains of the central valley. Yes, we had the sun in our eyes the entire way!

Some of you from Los Angeles might recognize this picture. Gotta love the oil wells, or at least the ones that were working.

Not much to see out there except rocks, scrub brush, and highway. Maybe the occasional hill.

Out of the desert floor rose an oasis and we made it into Las Vegas. One nickname for this town is Lost Wages. I'm sure there's others and if you know any of  them, share!   *note how the sun isn't in our eyes*

We found our hotel, the Golden Nugget, thanks to Mapquest. Of course we arrived during the day, so it didn't look quite like this. More like....

Things are always less glamorous during the day. Maybe the neon distorts our perception at night. No matter, we were in Las Vegas, baby! Hubs parked in the massive parking garage. I reapplied lipstick and hunted for the shoe I'd tossed in the rear cargo area.

Purse on shoulder, matching shoes on feet, nerves tighter than a stretched rubber band, we strolled arm in arm down to registration where we checked in. Hubs upgraded our room to the Rush Tower and purchased their amenities package, which included use of the spa room and free WiFi - a necessity for any modern writer!   *note: WiFi is free after paying for it*

Using our key card to gain access to the 22nd floor, we took the long ride up in a very nice elevator while sipping free bottled water and munching on packaged peanuts offered to the Nugget's VIP guests. (part of the amenities package - squee!) 

Remember: we haven't been on vacation for 15 years! We were going to do this right!

This is our view out the west facing window looking down at the pool. All those little tanned slots down there are people! Yes, I'd say the pool was crowded for a Thursday afternoon. 

The pool is like a big ring and a portion goes underneath a landing. Nice and cool under there. I have pics :)  The yellow tube on the bottom left is the waterslide that goes through the shark tank. I heard you can't actually see the sharks when you're sliding since you're going mach speed, but it's bitchen to watch on the outside! 

No, I didn't ride the tube. LOL, Hubs and I affectionately called the water "the cesspool of salmonella". Which it wasn't, of course! The fumes of chlorine told us that. We're just not into that many people in the same body of water.

I know, it's a picture of the bathroom. Who the hell takes pictures of their hotel bathroom? ME, that's who! Jacuzzi tub on the left with clear doors that can fold back and don't stretch the distance, cool double bowl sinks with LOTS of counter space and drawers, and - best part - look at all those extra towels!! They even had an electrical outlet in a spot where you can put it to good use! Reflected in the mirror, you can see the vanity lit up behind me.

I loved our room. I even went down to the front desk and thanked the nice gal from Hawaii (it says where the employee is from on their name badge) and told her how much we were going to enjoy staying. The window on the right is the west view overlooking the pool. The other looks southward across Las Vegas, toward the mountains. King-size bed and leather furniture - oh yeah! Desk, dresser, and TV #1 directly across from the bed, and behind me is TV #2 - both were flatscreen and HUGE!  (should have taken a pic of that! Darn it!!)

What was my first stop after freshening up and leaving the room? The bar, of course! See the diver in the upper left corner of the pic?

More pictures and stories to come! If you like my travel tales, please let me know. I look forward to your comments!!

August 24, 2013

Remedy Maker excerpts & Guest Blog of Troll-y Yours

I'm visiting with the Romance Book Club and teasing with excerpts from Remedy Maker, Book 1 of The Centaurs.

As a special surprise, I'm also offering an insight to my characters in Troll-y Yours, Book 2 of The Centaurs.

Romance Book Club | for all who ❤ romance book and author: [Book Tour] Remedy Maker Sheri Fredricks Plus Gues...:  ....

August 19, 2013

Labor of Love: Massive Book Giveaway

Does anyone remember what Labor Day is all about, the reason behind the holiday?

Created in 1882 by Matthew Maguire, secretary of the Central Labor Union of New York, and signed into law by President Grover Cleveland, the Federal holiday guaranteed working individuals a day off.

In honor of Labor Day (for those in the US) and all those who work hard year round, we offer you a something special.


Labor of Love
August 19 - September 2

In honor of Labor Day (for those in the US), the massive Labor of Love giveaway has multiple authors’ labors of love that span several genres.
Winners will be chosen on Labor Day, September 2, 2013.
Entries via Rafflecopter will start on August 18, 2013.
All prizes will be distributed by the donor of the prize.

As a contributing author, I'll be giving away three (3) copies of:

Portals of Oz
A Wood Nymph novella

Good luck everyone!! And enjoy your Labor Day!

a Rafflecopter giveaway

August 16, 2013

A Moon-Kissed Friday Flames!

Shallow breaths, parted lips. Sexual tension on the page is what makes up
Friday Flames

If you're an author, I invite you to share your smoking hot scene and buy links. 

If you're a reader, I dare you to read with your mouth closed :)

My special guest this week:

Grinelda Markowitz

Grinelda Markowitz (Author, Writer, and My Own Girl Friday)

Grinelda Markowitz writes erotic fiction across multiple genres. She resides in a galaxy far, far away with a trusty pen, a never-ending supply of paper and a fertile imagination. The Moon-kissed Chi, her first e-published book in the genre of erotic fiction, is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

For a bit of recreation I enjoy clay work and attending symphony.  I meet up with friends as we are all able to sync our schedules and I maintain a fairly active virtual life.  Eating out is a passion for me.  I’m always glad to find a new restaurant which warrants a return visit.  I provide administrative support for the BTS Book Reviews eMag ( and am also a Promotions Coordinator for BTS Promotions.

I work at a book store part time.  How cliché, huh?  And, I also maintain a part-time bread-and-butter job as well.  BION, I’m from California but mislocated to Texas.  We actually have a drive-in theater here, so the trade off is manageable.  I find that embarking on a serious approach to writing rather than the hit-and-miss efforts of previous years has provided a level of focus (yes, I’m a wanderer and a lone wolf) that I had not experienced before.

Thank you, everyone, for stopping in. 

Now for her book!

Title:  The Moon-kissed Chi (The Kalaydan Chronicles:  Book I)
Author:  Grinelda Markowitz
Genre:  Sci-Fi / Fantasy Erotica
Content Rating:  Not PG-13


In the cities of Kalaydan, Arrinay and Bezhyanya, the senior members of the ruling family, are faced with the early maturation of their daughter, Gayadnae.  She must start the training.  It’s Kalaydan law.  Their daughter has other ideas.  After concocting a plan to avoid responsibility and almost succeeding in carrying it out, Gayadnae’s life takes an unexpected turn.

Grayt, the ever-present serving woman to Arrinay, fills many roles and has her fingers in a number of pies.  There’s definitely more to her than is apparent on the surface.  Along with coordinating activities in the Main House, keeping the young mistress in line, and talking to horses, Grayt has a more secret agenda with a graver responsibilities.

A hint of trouble on the horizon and other darker activities weave their way through the backdrop of this delightful tale which takes place in the city of Kalaydan.


In a residential section of Kalaydan City:

Maeb leaned against the window frame and sipped her drink.  She looked down into the candle-lit streets of Kalaydan City and watched the progression of a chandler guildsman down the cobblestones until he turned out of sight.  A plump dog moved back and forth across the street then stopped to scratch on a door.  The door opened and it disappeared through a brightly lit doorway.  She turned from the window when she heard Trendo’s booted steps coming down the hall.  She heard the sound of his satchel drop to the floor.  He strode into the room moments later.

“Hi, Maeb.”  He caught her up in a tight embrace after he closed the space between them.

“Hi, Trendo,” she replied.  “How was your day?”

“It was busy.  I worked with three boys today to master the stopcock.  Two of them are
Terza’s youngest twins and the other is their cousin on Terza’s side.  Seems their fathers have given up trying to teach them to stopcock.”

“I bet that was a rough session.  Terza’s husband taught their other boys and many of their family members as well.  The Warriors’ Guild may have a few reluctant volunteers in about four suncycles.  Did you succeed?”  She slipped her hand into his trews and squeezed his firm buttocks.

“Let’s say I made headway.  I’ll go back tomorrow.  How was your day?”  He opened his trews and allowed them to fall to the floor.  He stepped out of them then drew her more closely into his embrace.

“It was about the same as yours.  I was called to the Main House to meet with the Mistress.”  As his hands rubbed her breasts through her bloozat, she nuzzled his cheek with her lips.

“Oh?  Isn’t it too early for their daughter to start the training?”  His lips grazed hers.

“Well, I would have thought as much, but she’s precocious.”  She looked him in the eyes as her hands followed his hips around and gripped his stanchion.

“So was her mother, but she didn’t start early.”  He released one breast and returned her gaze.  He covered one of her hands with his and guided it along his koq; pressing one of her thumbs into its head.

“Gayadnae has been leeching for at least six suncycles, possibly longer.  She didn’t know until now she’s been doing it.”  He groaned deep in his throat as her thumb slipped around the wet dome of his cod-baby.

“I’d wager she’ll keep you busy.”  His head dropped lower and his lips caressed her neck while his hands wandered under her bloozat.

“What’s more, she pulls from warriors and they don’t even notice.  I was matron for her today while she was with her mother at the guild for a meeting.”  She released him and removed her bloozat.

“I can see why they’d send for you.  Will you be returning to your station as House Matron?”  He rubbed a palm roughly over each nipple.

“I think so.  Our rooms are still empty.  We could move back in if you’d like.”

She sighed deeply and guided him over to a lounge.  She pulled him down on top of her and let her legs fall, one each, over either side.  Her lips sought his again.  He complied.  He leaned on one arm and used the hand of the other to caress and play with her nipples.  Her twin mounds were firm and full.  She sighed when he bent over and allowed his tongue to play over her skin.  She exhaled when he pulled first one nipple into his mouth between his moist lips then the other.  His tongue made lazy circles over her nipple’s surface.

She pulled her kirtle up to her hips and raised them to meet his pleasure pole.  He slid into her tunnel eagerly and without hesitation.  She pulled his shirt up and over his head, letting it fall to the ground beside the lounge.  She played with the soft white down which furred his chest.  Resting on one arm, he slid in and out of her slowly and deliberately.  She directed the chi around them into the dense cloud of his virility.
Their pace was deliberate yet urgent, slow and steady.  Continuing to slip in and out of her well-lubed sheath, his head dropped down and his mouth took in a breast, as much as would fit.  The nails of her one hand raked his back and the fingers of the other gripped one of his twin buns.

“Maudi, give me all of your man milk!”

He said nothing, his mouth still full of nipple and breast.  She worked the other nipple with her thumb.  Her tunnel gripped his rod with all her strength.  As his energy rose she infused it with the chi energy she allowed through the stopcock.  She siphoned his virility with her mind and swirled them both around and through them.  The tempest mounted and raged as they worked their bodies together in earnest.  Once the storm broke, they grunted and groaned and he collapsed on top of her.  She lay there breathing heavily and he lay his head on her chest.  It was moments before either of them spoke.

“I think it would be a good idea for us to move back into the Main House,” he said.  His fingers wandered aimlessly over her skin.

“I think so too.  So, did you use your talents on the boys today?”  She wrapped her legs around his and rocked slowly from side to side.

“Yup!  I drained almost every ounce of virility they had and enjoyed the looks on their faces as their cod-babies shriveled up on their nuggets.  They listened to me after that.”  He covered her mouth with his in a demanding kiss.

“What did they do when you gathered the chi and raised their virility?”  She said breaking away from his lips.

“I think they were more shocked by the decline of their koqs than they were impressed by my being able to direct chi energy.”  He untangled her legs from his and moved further down on the couch.  He sought her grotto with his tongue and lapped their mingled juices as a puppy does a bowl of warmed milk.

“No doubt.  You codlings are all the same when it comes to your virility.”  She giggled and wriggled out from under him.  She jumped up from the lounge and taking him by the hand skipped down the hall, pulling him behind her.   


I will give away a free copy of The Kalaydan Chronicles:  Book I ~ The Moon-kissed Chi by drawing.  Please comment below with your email address if you want to enter the drawing.



Remember to leave your STEAMY comment and excerpt below. And if you include your email, you'll be automatically entered into Grinelda's contest!! 


August 9, 2013

Friday Flames is Worth the Risk

Welcome to Friday Flames!

If you like what you see, click to join my site!

Sizzling heat. Clenched teeth. Desire beyond reason...or rationale.

It's not easy to write a scene that captures your reader's imagination and attention. To hold them in a grip so tight...they go up in flames.

I want you to share your Smoking Hot scene, the one that sends the reader...up in flames. Don't forget your buy links!!

It doesn't have to be graphic, tension can increase the pounding of our blood. Lead us to the moment, keep us hanging by a thread.

To start it off, here's a snippet from Anne Lange, a contemporary erotic romance author, and her book:


This is a promotional image only, and not the official cover.


Even the hottest sex might not be enough to ease the pain of the past…
Molly Simpson arrives at a beautiful provincial park, ready to spend the May Two-Four holiday camping with friends. This weekend is the highlight of her year—or it was, until Tanner Daivies showed up. Her high school crush is all grown up, sexy as sin, and he’s demanding answers—answers Molly isn’t sure she can give him. She had her reasons for leaving him all those years ago, but now, sex with Tanner is scorching, and when they’re together, it’s clear they were never meant to be apart. But the past doesn’t want to stay buried, and Molly isn’t sure reliving it is worth the risk…


He groaned. “You’re wet.”
Her cheeks heated at his observation. His tenderness overwhelmed her as he eased a finger inside, leisurely pumping it in and out. Pleasure zinged along her nerves. When he withdrew, she mewled at the loss until he slid a tiny bit higher to tap her clitoris.
Gasping, a wave of sensation rolled through her body, and she jerked her hips, seeking more. He rubbed her clit, round and round in tiny circles. She tensed her thighs, the tingles of an impending orgasm blossoming. He stopped, kneeling back to peel her jeans off. As he stood to remove his own clothes, she contemplated his body. Her breath caught in awe every time. At twenty-two, he was in his prime—big, muscular, and strong. Her fingers itched to trace the contours of his hard stomach.
Her gaze travelled lower. He threw his clothing aside and put a condom over his straining erection. His hands shook.
You’d think this was their first time.
Straddling her hips, he sank to his knees. Lowering to settle his body over hers, he supported his weight on his forearms. At the moment of impact, skin to skin, a tremor rolled through her. The hair on his legs tickled. He pressed the warmth of his chest against her breasts. The hard length of his cock rested hot and heavy against her sex. She quivered. In his arms, she was complete.
His eyes glowed with passion. He placed soft kisses on the side of her neck, her collarbone, and the tip of each breast, sliding his body lower, making his way down her stomach to her belly button. He dipped his tongue in and swirled it around. A sensual shiver danced over her skin.
Grasping her hips in both hands, he continued his journey. He shimmied until his shoulders were wedged tight between her thighs. Then he stopped. Hot little puffs of air tickled her exposed flesh. She glanced down her body. Tanner lay there, staring at her intimate parts. She remembered the embarrassment she’d felt the first time he’d gone down on her. It hadn’t taken long before it turned to exquisite torture and then mind-numbing bliss, something she anticipated each time they made love.
She heard him exhale as he placed the lightest of kisses on her clit, a butterfly touch at first, barely there. Tease. He applied the smallest amount of pressure, and she groaned. He swiped his tongue down through her slit, and back up, capturing the cream that flowed free.
“God, you taste good.”
She couldn’t resist. “You work in the restaurant business, and the only word you can come up with to describe taste is good? Not very impressive.”

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Author BIO

Anne Lange grew up with a love of reading. In fact, if you take a close look, she’s got a book with her where ever she goes, and will usually sneak in at least a chapter or ten whenever she can spare a few minutes. She reads many genres of fiction, but prefers to write sexy romance with attractive men, strong females, and always a happily ever after.
While embarking on a career as a romance author, Anne juggles a full time job and a family. She grew up in Southern Ontario (Canada), but now makes her home in Eastern Ontario where she lives with her husband and three children, and Rocky the bearded dragon. 

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Post those sexy excerpts and let's HEAT IT UP!

August 8, 2013

Double the fun!

I'm in Las Vegas for the
Romance Novel Convention

Remedy Maker, Book 1 of The Centaurs series is a finalist in 
the RONE awards, fantasy category.

But I'm still around and you can find me at these locations:
(click to be taken there)

Felicity Heaton's Paranormal Romance with a Passion
(contest with Novella giveaway)

Anne Lange's Blog

See you soon!

August 5, 2013

Summer Lovin' Blog Hop

Welcome to the Summer Lovin' Blog Hop. 

Over fifty authors and bloggers have joined together to give you the chance to win an awesome bundle of books as well as read some great posts. 

Be sure to go to each blog  and comment with your email to up your chances of winning. Each comment counts as an entry! 

Here is a list of prizes to be won:

Borderland Beauty--Samantha Holt
Betrayed--Christina Phillips
Hardcore--Jennifer Lowery Kamptner
Blood Purple and Maverick Touch: The Cat--Ashley Nemer
Red Shoes for Lab Blues--D.B Sieders
Letting Go series--Jayn Wilde
Happily Ever After--Christina Cole
Coming Up Daffy--Sandra Sookoo
The Winter Girl--Elodie Parkes
Nordic Prince--Heather Geoffries
Vaquero--D'Ann Lindun
Remedy Maker--Sheri Fredericks
Weathering Rock--Mae Clair
Cherishing Destiny--Noelle Blakely
Betrayed: He'd get his girl at any cost--Eve Rabi
Second Ride Cowboy--Rhonda Lee Carver
Stone Kisses--Tessa Stokes
Fire's Ice--Brynna Curry
Kybernatia by Claire Dargin
If Tomorrow Never Comes--Lisa Chalmers

For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Sheri Fredricks and I love to create modern mythic romance stories. 

My sensual books hold the hidden secrets of shape-shifting centaur warriors, wood nymphs who disappear into trees, trolls who dive underground—and more!

I’m currently writing a series called The Centaurs
Troll-y Yours is the second book.



Determined to forge a better life, Ella launches her new business with high hopes—until a sexy Centaur bumps into her and throws her life off course. Voted “Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda”, Aleksander shakes up her world and tilts her in more ways than one.


Years of warfare and countless bedroom encounters have stolen Kempor Aleksander’s luster for life. He never expects to rediscover his zeal in the small, redheaded form of Ella the Troll, who fires his blood hotter than the deepest caverns in the forest.


But as trouble lingers in their midst—and edges ever closer—Alek and Ella spiral into troubled terrain. Turning to each other, the pair face down dangers that run impenetrably deep in their mythological world. But will the two lovers discover a passion that runs even deeper?   

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Gods. So wet, so ready. How was he supposed to hold back?

Ella moaned, parted her thighs to his touch, and he easily found her hot nub with the pad of his thumb. As he sucked deeply on her taut nipple, his thumb brushed back and forth against the tiny bundle of nerves, drawing the little whimpers of pleasure that turned him on even more.

Alek lifted his head to sweep his lips against hers, gently licking them, teasing the corners, nibbling on her full lower one. Her lips lured him with their sensuous swell, and he learned he loved to kiss and taste them. Nip at them.

Lose hours just making love to her mouth.

Ella opened her mouth then, and he pounced on the perfect moment by slipping his tongue to find the hot slickness inside. The hesitant touch of her tongue against his, sent arrows of fire rocking through him. The strike went straight to his throbbing cock and aching balls.

Whoa, buddy. Slow down. He only had one opportunity to show how much he wanted her. How he felt about her—royal duties be damned.

Their tongues danced, slowly at first, and then darting back and forth while his thumb continued to work her clit in an unhurried motion. Ella moaned again, the tight sound echoing into his mouth. Her hands pulled at his back, straining her body closer to his.

When she bent her legs and dropped her thighs wide open, he accepted her silent invitation to explore farther. He moved his hand until he slid two fingers into the hot well of her center.

Holy Bacchus. Hot, hot, hot!

So very wet. The tight walls of her sex were slippery with her juices, her flesh pulsing around his fingers.

Aleksander tore his mouth away from her.

“Ella.” His voice was hoarse and he hardly recognized it. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“Then don’t,” she urged. “I want you inside me. I want you now.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice.” Meat Wrench jumped with joy.

Alek levered himself to his knees, ready for action. However, the sight of her damp, welcoming pink center was so tempting, so mouth-watering, that first he had to have a taste. Lowering his head, he used his thumbs to spread her labia wide, then lapped the length of her slit and let his goatee tickle her clit.

“For the love of Bacchus!” Ella’s desperate keen of pleasure sent another surge of heat through him. And he loved those sounds.

Thus, he did it again…and again, not sure who he teased most. Licking the honey-tart taste from his lips, Aleksander moved into position, notching himself at her opening. With one firm roll of his hips, he entered her scorching, wet heat.

Oh, gods of mythic pleasure!