An Unexpected Wife

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Who wants to read an excerpt from Surrendered on the Frontier? I know I do, luckily Jane Henry has brought one to my blog. Come and Join us!

So happy to have you here today Jane with your new release Surrendered on the Frontier.

Here's the blurb...

After the untimely death of her harsh, overbearing husband left her a widow at the age of twenty-three, Ruth Watson vowed that she would never depend on a man again, let alone submit to one. The hard world of the frontier is no easy place for a woman to make her own way, however, and when the tough, handsome Samuel Stanley takes it upon himself to look out for her, Ruth is ashamed to find that a part of her longs to surrender to his firm but loving dominance.

Though Samuel itches to tame the headstrong Ruth, he is able to hold himself back until she loses her temper and hurts her best friend. Seeing her riddled with guilt, he at last puts the beautiful little spitfire over his knee and spanks her hard and thoroughly. The stern punishment leaves Ruth not only properly chastened, but burning with passion as well, and when Samuel takes her in his arms she yields completely to his mastery of her body.

Samuel makes it clear that from now on Ruth’s impetuous behavior will have consequences, but in her heart she wonders if he will grow tired of protecting her from both herself and the dangers of the frontier. Can she bring herself to trust him to be the man she has always needed, or will her fears bring an end to their blossoming romance?

Publisher’s Note: Surrendered on the Frontier is a stand-alone sequel to Claimed on the Frontier. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Here's an Excerpt...

. “I feel awful. Just awful.” The anger from earlier, the feeling of helplessness, and the weight that saddled my shoulders seemed insurmountable. I wanted to climb into bed and pull the quilt over my head. I wanted to never get out of that bed again. I deserved to be punished for such a wicked act against my closest friend, and the guilt I felt was consuming me. I covered my face with my hands, tears seeping through my fingers. “She's so good to me,” I choked, as the tears flowed. “She's with child, and  I struck her. What a wicked, wicked thing. I feel so guilty, Samuel,” I said to him. “I ought to be whipped for such a thing.”
His arms came around me then, and he pulled me into his chest. One large hand stroked my hair as he held me. “I wouldn't say whipped,” he said, and his voice was softer than I expected. “But little Ruth, I've long since thought that my hand across your backside would do you a world of good.”
I sniffled onto his chest as he held me. Just now, Pearl had told me Aaron would've taken her across his knee. She said it with a laugh, even. Would I feel better if he spanked me?
He'd told me he wouldn't raise a hand to me, because of my past. 
But would he if I asked? I pulled back from him. 
He nodded, smoothing the dampened hair back from my forehead.
“Would you...spank me if I told you that I knew I deserved it? And I wouldn't... be angry with you? I feel guilty,” I said. “I ought to be spanked.”
His eyes focused on mine a minute. He was contemplating. He finally spoke after what seemed a very long time. 
“You want me to spank you?”
I closed my eyes and nodded. I couldn't look at him.
“Fair enough,” he said.
I swallowed, fear racing across my chest and a surprising jolt of arousal at his stern but calm demeanor. “Now?” I whispered. 
He released me, pulled a chair from the table, placed it in the center of the room, and sat heavily, his large legs spread apart. I looked at his lap and wondered what it would feel like to lay across his knees like a naughty child. He would not make me. He would not forcefully pull me across his lap.
Samuel patted his knee. “Come now, little Ruth,” he said softly. “Come and lie yourself across my knee.”
He would not force me. 
I would have to do it myself. 

Where you can buy it...              

Other books by Jane Henry...


A Thousand Yesses: They are best friends...can they be lovers?

Begin Again, book one in the Bound to You trilogy: A desperate wife pledges her obedience to an online dominant.

Come Back to Me, book two in the Bound to You trilogy: Meredith and Paolo attempt a weekend of intense training to adapt to their new lifestyle of dominance and submission.

Complete Me, book three in the Bound to You trilogy: The conclusion to the Bound to You trilogy, Meredith's trust in Paolo is put to the test.

Sunstrokes: Four authors bring you four tales of punishment and pleasure. 

My Dom: Curiosity drives Heidi to yearn for a taste of her amorous neighbor's kinky pursuits. 

His Submissive: Matteo agrees to be Hillary's Dominant...under certain conditions. 

Her Protector: Can Tony be the Dom Tessa needs?

Claimed on the Frontier: Stern frontiersman Aaron Stanley is determined to protect his headstrong new bride, even if means taking her firmly in hand. 

 A Bit about Jane Henry...

 Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read. 

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Instagram: @janehenryauthor

Friday, September 23, 2016

Sara Fields is visiting me today with her hot new release "Claimed by the Savages". Come and join us and read her excerpt!

This book sounds amazing and I'm so glad Sara is here to share it with us. Here it is... Claimed by the Savages.

Here's the blurb...

As an unauthorized third child, nineteen-year-old Aimee Harrington has spent her life avoiding discovery by government authorities, but her world comes crashing down around her after she is caught stealing a vehicle in an act of petulant rebellion. Within hours of her arrest, she is escorted onto a ship bound for a detention center in the far reaches of the solar system.

Soon after her arrival, however, Aimee is made aware that this facility is no ordinary prison. It is a training center for future brides, and once she has been properly trained she will be thoroughly examined and then offered to an alien male in need of a mate. Worse still, Aimee’s defiant attitude quickly earns her the wrath of the strict warden. To make an example of her, Aimee is given as a wife not to a sophisticated gentleman, but to three warriors of the planet Primorion.

Though Primorion males are considered savages on Earth, it doesn’t take long for Aimee to realize that while her new mates will demand her obedience and will not hesitate to spank her soundly if her behavior warrants it, they will also cherish and protect her in a way she has never experienced before. But when the time comes for her three dominant men to master her body completely, will she find herself begging to be claimed by the savages?

Publisher’s Note: Claimed by the Savages includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Here's the excerpt...

If you wait one moment longer, I will undress you myself, only you will spend a long while over my knee getting your naughty backside spanked first. When I tell you to do something, I expect immediate obedience, or else there will be consequences. You will find that I am very strict in many things, especially when it comes to your body and my access to it.” 
She stood still, staring back at him. It was like a scene out of the romance stories online that she had been reading in secret for so long. Her heart throbbed and her clit began to pulse in tune with it. Her cream dripped down her leg at the dominance in his voice and she couldn’t help but notice her body’s insanely strong passionate reaction to both his words and his commanding presence. 
Simply staring at him, she whimpered softly when his large mass of alpha male grabbed her gently about the waist, pulling her toward him. His fingers laced around the bottom hem of her shirt, pulling it effortlessly over her head in but a fraction of a second. Next, he gripped the waistband of her slacks and whipped them down her legs. Helping her kick off her shoes, he pulled the pants from her completely, leaving her standing entirely naked before him. 
It took a long moment for her to realize what was about to happen as he stared down at her. She remembered his warning if he had to undress her. He was going to spank her. Her eyes widened and she tried to back away, but he had a firm hold on her wrist. He sat down on the bed and easily tossed her face down over his lap. 
“Please don’t spank me! I’ll listen next time! I promise!” 
“I’m sure you will, but I’m going to make sure you do. I will spank this bottom of yours whenever I believe you have earned it and you most certainly have right now. This time, I will only use my palm, but next time I will take off my belt and thrash every inch of your backside with it until I believe you’ve learned your lesson.” 
He laid his massive hand over her bottom and her body started, coming to the conclusion that his hand covered the entirety of one side of it. Her muscles trembled in anticipation and she balked when he parted her legs slightly, pressing his fingers up against her very wet folds. As he slid his digits up and down her pussy, she moaned at the sensual feelings that stirred within her. 
“Aimee, tell me, how often have you thought about being taken in hand by a strong man? Have you ever touched yourself, imagining your naughty bottom getting spanked for disobeying him?” 

Where you can  get it...

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A bit about Sara Fields...

Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about!  Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind. 

Where you can reach Sara Fields...

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Olivia Starke is on my blog today with a brand new release "The Virgin Bet."

Olivia's new book, The Virgin Bet sounds like it will be a hot and steamy ride. I'll let this hot little sneak peak speak for itself...

Can Tippy handle Brent's rougher side?
Can fiery Tippy handle Brent's rough touch & sweet discipline?

Here's the blurb...

Tippy Madison has a pretty big secret—she’s a twenty-eight year old virgin. Thanks to her awkward teenage years, then a crazy college schedule, and, finally, her struggling bookstore, she simply hasn’t had time to date. When her beloved bookstore burns down one night, she ends up having a confrontation with a cop that leaves her handcuffed in the backseat of his police cruiser. A cop who happens to be Brent Kingston, the hot former quarterback she tutored back in high school. Though she finds him infuriating, she also finds herself having some pretty wicked thoughts about him.

Brent had a pretty big crush on the opinionated redhead who helped him pass English class. Now grown, Tippy is even more stunning—and just as strong headed. A good turn over his knee and a sound spanking is exactly what she needs, but it’s not enough for Brent. Tippy draws out his darker, kinkier, side, yet he quickly learns she is still a virgin. He worries that the feisty redhead won’t be able to handle this side of sex, but she is full of surprises. 

As their relationship grows so does Tippy’s old high school insecurities. Can she overcome the shadows of the past, or will it drive them apart forever?

(WARNING: contains adult spanking, graphic sex, and explicit language)

Where you can buy it...

Here's an excerpt...

He spun her around to face away from him, his strong arm wrapping around her torso, holding her tight. He nuzzled her earlobe. “Are you ready?” he asked. 

Ready? She still wasn’t sure what was happening. His free hand inched its way down her stomach and dipped beneath the waistband of her yoga pants. When his fingers brushed over the front of her panties, she gasped, and tried to wriggle away. 

“What are you doing?” she hissed between her teeth, fearful they might be overheard. 

“Hush.” His tone broached no argument, and she clammed up. 

His fingertips teased over her clit, and she sucked in a shaky breath. Then he pressed it in tight circles, and the world tipped on end. Her legs trembled as she opened wider, needing more. Needing it harder. Needing him to take her right there, yards away from a public pathway. 

“Please,” she whispered between ragged breaths. “I-I….” 

“That’s it, Tippy, enjoy yourself. You’re beautiful when you’re aroused. I can feel how wet you are for me through your panties.” 

The tight circles changed to hard rubs, just what she needed. Her gasps turned to sharp inhales, and Brent’s hand closed over her mouth just as the orgasm hit. She screamed into his palm as the intensity of it washed through her, leaving her limp as a ragdoll. 

“Good girl,” he said, his hot breath brushing by her ear. He turned her around, and kissed her lips. This time a gentle touch, before he pulled away. “I’ve been wanting to do that for the past two weeks.” 

She drifted in dreamy bliss, looking into his smiling face. Her hand slipped down, and, feeling braver, cupped his erection through his shorts. She stroked him, enjoying the way he closed his eyes, and groaned. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. Finally, he took her hand, and moved it away. 

“Not now,” he said. “You touch me anymore like this, and I won’t be able to control myself.” 

“Maybe that’s okay with me,” she replied, trying to sound coy and seductive. 

His face darkened, and when he met her eyes, a hot rush shot up her spine. “I play rough, Tippy. This isn’t the time or place for that.” 

Her knees wanted to buckle, and she couldn’t begin to imagine what he meant by rough. 
“Go home,” he said, leaning against the tree, rubbing his hands over his face, before shoving his fingers into his hair. 

“What?” Surely he wouldn’t dismiss her so quickly, after giving her the only guy-induced orgasm she’d ever had. 

“Go home, now.”

A bit about Olivia Starke...

Author of super hot paranormal and contemporary romance

Olivia Starke calls the Ozarks home. One of the most beautiful areas in the country, she loves hiking trails with her dogs, and enjoying southern Missouri's fresh air and sunshine.

She's also 'Mom' to four dogs, a growing number of kitties that show up at her door, and four VERY spoiled horses that do little to earn their keep. Not that she'd ever hold that against them.

She's a HUGE fangirl of Doctor Who and to a lesser extent Supernatural, and has a pretty interesting love triangle (or square?) going on in her head between the Doctor and the Winchesters. She is also sort of completely in love with BBC's Sherlock. 

Where you can find her...

Thursday, September 8, 2016

A character interview with Janelle Gibb from Domestic Discipline

This is so exciting! Cara Bristol is interviewing Janelle Gibb, the heroin from her Domestic Discipline story Wife on the Lam. Over to you Cara!

Cara Bristol: Are you okay? You’re on a beautiful island resort, but you look a little sad.
Janelle: It’s my anniversary, and I expected my husband to be here with me. Instead, I’m here by myself excerpt for this crazy cowboy stalker who won’t leave me alone!
Cara Bristol: What happened? Why isn’t your husband here?
Janelle: I did a bad thing. I got mad when he blew off our anniversary, so I ran away. I decided to go on vacation without him, except now I wish he was here.
Cara Bristol: So he doesn’t know where you are?
Janelle: He knows. He texted me. Told me he’ll join me later in the week.
Cara Bristol: Well, that’s good, isn’t it?
Janelle: I’m really sorry about what I did, and I really want to see Brent, so yeah, it’s all good. I’m ninety-nine percent sure he won’t spank me here at the resort.
Cara Bristol: Spank you?
Janelle: We have a domestic discipline marriage. Brent thinks I disrespected him by running away instead of telling him I was upset about our anniversary. I’m pretty sure I’ll be punished, but hopefully not at the resort. I’m just going to try to have a good time until Brent gets here. 
An excerpt from Wife on the Lam, Domestic Discipline
The only person to board so far, she sank into a seat midway down the aisle curbside, grateful for the air conditioning. After only a short jaunt from the building to the van, perspiration dampened her skin. She plucked at her cotton capris stuck to her legs. She wouldn’t need the slacks she’d packed. Just shorts, tanks — and the swimsuit. If she had the guts to wear it.
She’d bought the suit to surprise Brent before she hatched her impromptu plan. He’d always liked her ass. She sighed and lifted her hair from her nape. Should she contact him? Start damage control?
Could she call the States from Isla Island? Because Brent traveled so much they had a comprehensive cell plan. She powered up her phone. Seconds later a text message beeped through. Her hand shook as she recognized Brent’s number.
Can’t believe U did this. Where R U?
She texted him back. Cabana ResortIsla Island. I’m sorry.
She widened her eyes when seconds later a response popped up. He must have been waiting for her message. She could imagine his fury. Fortunately she was hundreds of miles away. Of course, if she hadn’t been hundreds of miles away, he wouldn’t be mad. With any hope, he’d cool off some by the end of the week. Or would he be angrier by then?
U R in so much trouble. B there Thurs.
Did that mean what it sounded like? She gulped. U R coming here?
Yes. We’ll talk.
Talk was often a euphemismbut of course she wanted him to join her. Her heartfelt wish had been for her and Brent to take the trip together. And she was ninety-nine percent sure he wouldn’t spank her at a resort.

Domestic Discipline Blurb:
Love, desire, domination, and submission. Two domestic discipline romances by USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol in one volume.
Wife on the Lam
Janelle wants to take a luxury vacation for her wedding anniversary. Despite numerous hints, husband Brent misses all the clues and plans a business trip! Miffed, she flies off alone to a luxury resort. She’s going to celebrate—with or without him.
Brent didn’t have to work. He’d planned a second honeymoon to the luxury Cabana Resort. Janelle might have ruined his surprise, but he’s not going to let her ruin their anniversary, too. He has a little trick up his sleeve to take his errant wife in hand and get their marriage back on track.
Rahm’s Way
Before her military husband left for his tour of duty, Cadence Simmons relied on Rahm’s love, direction, and protection. His absence forced her to become more independent and make decisions for herself. After serving his country, he’s home for good and eager to resume their marriage as it was before. Only Cadence isn’t quite sure she wants things exactly as they were. Can domestic discipline guide this couple through some major changes?
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Author Bio
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes “nice and naughty” stories of love, romance, and humor featuring strong alpha heroes. She is a no. 1 bestseller in BDSM erotica, science fiction romance, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She is best known for her Rod and Cane Society domestic discipline series and her Breeder D/s sci-fi romance series. She lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband. 
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Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Maggie Carpenter is on my blog today with her fabulous new book The Wanton Widow!

I am so honored to have Maggie on my blog today with her new one The Wanton Widow.

Book Description


Crackling lightening and booming thunder roar through the night, almost shaking the mansion. Lady Verity James, a widow who shuns society’s rules, is in her lavish boudoir with a secret lover when her austere butler knocks on her door. A foreign stranger, soaked through, is in the foyer.

His name is Dantae Fellini, and he claims to be the secretary to an Italian Count. Their carriage crashed, and Dantae has been sent to seek help. 

She offers shelter, but quickly discovers their accident was sabotage. What secrets do the men hold? Is danger now lurking in her home? And why does Count Cavaletti appear ill-at-ease, while his secretary, with his long dark hair and blazing blue eyes, make her pulse race and her face redden.

Suddenly her life is turned upside down. Surrounded by drama and intrigue, she is swept away in an unstoppable romance, finding herself subject to discipline and unspeakably wicked pleasures. 

If you enjoy suspenseful, erotic romance, look no further than Maggie Carpenter’s latest novel, a thrilling Victorian page-turner. Pick it up today.

The words he’d said rolled like thunder through his head, wiping away any doubt. He may not survive the following night. How could he wait to possess her? He could not, and with a torrid and unstoppable hunger, the fever took hold. They stripped off their clothes, but for her corset, and effortlessly lifting her into his arms, he carried to her to the dark wooden bed, carefully laid her on her stomach, and determined to have her completely naked, he began its unlacing.
Feeling the corset’s release, Verity let out a long, happy breath. To have all her skin against all of his skin, could anything be more divine? 
As it fell away from her body, Rocco gazed at her back, then wandered his eyes down to her full, round bottom. His member, already at full attention, begged him to spread her legs and sink into her depths, but he fought the urgent request, and stretching out alongside her, he pulled her into his arms. 
Never had a woman felt so warm, so sensual, and so in need of him. Ardently she was responding, wriggling in his hold, roaming her hands over his body and kissing wherever her lips landed. Gripping her wrists he moved them to the sides of her head and pinned her down, then rested his weight on top of her. She tried to squirm, but it was impossible, and with a deep sigh, she stared up at him.
He studied her flushed face. Her lips were moist, and as red as her rosy cheeks, her eyes were filled with her hunger, and slowly lowering his mouth to hers, he softly brushed them. It was a torturous tease, and when she chased the kiss, he pulled back. She closed her eyes with a heavy groan, then opening them, frowned up at him with a silent demand. He grinned.
“Say please.”
Her frown evaporated, and with a satisfied sigh, she murmured,
“Please, Sir, may I have your kiss?”
Her whimpered, submissive plea inflamed his passion. His mouth fell on hers with fervor, and as he devoured her lips, he placed his legs between hers and pushed them apart.
“So, Lady James,” he whispered, “carrying his kiss to her ear, “you were most impolite earlier. How should I punish you?”
“However you wish,” she replied, “it is not for me to say.”
“Your words are correct, but are they sincere?”
“Yes, My Lord, they are most sincere.”
“I think you say them because you fear I might deny you certain pleasures. Tell me the truth.”
Verity knew, if she lied to him, she did so at her peril.
“It is true, My Lord, I do fear you will tease me and deny me and drive me mad, and though that has its own pleasure, it would be a harsh punishment indeed. I beg you, please do not discipline me that way.”
“Fear not,” he purred. “the appropriate punishment will happen later, though I will deliver some sound smacks to your beautiful backside. That is something you can always expect. For now, no more talking,” he murmured, traveling his lips to her neck, “it is time for me to explore your glorious body.”

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Male dominance/ female submission. My passion. It is that which I write about, and my alpha-males range from down-home, hunky, spanking cowboys, to fantasy, sword-wielding, warriors, and of course, artful romantic Dominants who don't need dollars to melt their sweet subs, (even if a few of them have mega-bucks).

There's a little bit of me in all the stories, and The British Bachelor trilogy is based on a long-distance relationship I had with a British Dominant, James Collier. When he agreed to work with me on I AM A DOMINANT, I was absolutely thrilled. This book is a first-hand account of some of his more interesting experiences, including the amusing, and intriguing story of the first time he had a woman over his lap. 

I am an old-fashioned romantic, complete with my own white knight fantasies, so a red rose and heart-felt sentiment is alive and well on the pages of all my novels. If you like to sigh, please, come on in.

Last but not least, I am blessed to share my life with a precious pup, and a gorgeous mare. All creatures great and small also live close to my heart.


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