Tuesday, April 21, 2015

MacDermot's Bride by Keriann McKenna and Stevie MacFarlane


I have Keriann McKenna here today to talk about MacDermot's Bride

Renee Rose: What are your current projects?

Keriann McKenna: Right now I’m doing more editing than I am writing. I do have Fall River Ranch Book 3 about half finished and I hope to release it by the first of June, 2015.


Renee Rose: What was the hardest part of writing your book? 
 Keriann McKenna: Actually finding the time was, and still is the hardest part. I’ll be doing more research for Book 3 but I don’t anticipate it will be a major chore.

Renee Rose: If I came to your home and looked in your refrigerator, what would I find?
Keriann McKenna: Lots of veggies, almost no meat, Italian bread, milk, eggs, cheese, and a few things way in the back neither of us would recognize.


MacDermot’s Bride
As Mac falls deeper in love with Annie, his past haunts him. He failed to keep the woman he loved safe before and he vowed he’d never fail again. 

Annie’s fierce independent streak doesn't make it easy for him. She's created a life for herself, certain she can make it on her own.

Filled with passion, suspense, and humor, their love story unfolds with twists and turns neither of them saw coming. Mac needs Annie, but will it be too late by the time she realizes she needs him too?


Excerpt
They retreated to the bedroom. Annie slipped into her nightgown, lit a small scented candle, and turned off the lights. She eased down onto the bed, propping herself up on several pillows, hoping that would entice him to begin the weekend in bed.

Mac had yet to understand why a woman needed so many damn pillows on the bed. However, noting the shape and size of them, he could see where some of them might come in handy; the large rolled pillow would elevate her cheeks to a good spanking position. He sat down beside her, determined to let her finish her wine before he blistered her bottom.

“I’m so excited about spending the weekend together,” Annie said softly as she snuggled up next to him, resting her head on his chest.

Mac set his glass down on the nightstand. “I don’t think you’re going to be excited about…”

Smash! Smash!! The sound of breaking glass had Mac on his feet, running toward the front door as he heard two more windows shatter.

“Call the Police and get under the bed!” he yelled as he grabbed the baseball bat next to the front door and ran outside.

“Drop your lead pipe,” Mac demanded as he approached three men in the driveway back near the garage. “You two better put those chains down too, if you know what’s good for you.”

“Looks like three against one,” the big man said as he wielded the lead pipe and neither of the other two dropped the chains they were holding.

“I don’t like to repeat myself; put the pipe down now.” Mac took a step forward and had no doubt he could take two of them. He figured the smallest guy would run. He quickly noted two cellar windows were broken and Annie’s windshield was destroyed.

Annie stood on her bed and looked out the window as she grabbed the house phone and called the police.

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Oh, my God! There are three of them and all Mac has to defend himself is a baseball bat,” Annie yelled into the phone.

“Ma’am, where are the intruders?”

“Outside, in the driveway. They already broke the windows on the side of the house.”

“Are you inside the house?”

“Yes. Oh no, one of the other men is holding a chain. He’s going for Mac. He just stepped forward next to the big man with the pipe. I have to help Mac…”

“Ma’am, please stay inside. I’ve dispatched two patrol cars…Ma’am, are you there?”

She wasn’t. Fearing the three guys could kill Mac before the police arrived, Annie picked up the baseball bat next to her bed and headed toward the back door.

Standing in the driveway, the man with the chain began to swing it like a whip and sent the end flying toward Mac. Mac effortlessly passed the bat to his other hand and as the chain wrapped around it he jerked on the bat, pulling the chain from the man’s hand. The big man, who thought he was in charge, twirled the lead pipe in some mock martial arts fashion he’d probably seen on TV and advanced toward Mac. Mac grabbed the pipe with both hands and twisted it, breaking the guy’s wrist when he refused to let go. He had two men on the ground and delivered a severe kick to both in their solar plexus, effectively knocking the wind out of them. Just as he was about to face off with the third man, who contrary to Mac’s assessment didn’t run, Annie ran screaming like a banshee from the back of the house, her baseball bat raised well over her head.

“Touch him you son of a bitch, and I’ll bash your face in!” With the look of a wild woman in her eyes, she ran right through the broken glass and her warrior scream continued long after her words stopped.


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Bio: I’ve been writing for most of my life. My first love was music and lyrics and my first song was a dreadfully simple little tune about a boy I was madly in love with at fourteen. I’m certain I drove my grandmother to distraction as I wailed this boy’s name from the piano in the living room at every opportunity...romance was in my heart even at a young age.

Later in life I developed my craft as a poet and published work in anthologies. I still write poetrybut am dipping my toes in the waters of romance, both sweet and steamy.

I was born in a small community in Upstate New York, but left as soon as I bought a decent car that didn’t require more oil than gas...I’m not kidding. I used to pull into a service station, hand the attendant five bucks for gas and tell him to fill it up with drain oil.

I lived in Canada and the Midwest for several years before settling in the Seattle area with the love of my life. I now live in the foothills of the beautiful Rocky Mountains near my family; I’m retired from the counseling field although I still work crisis intervention two nights a week. I consult with and edit for other authors into the wee hours of the night, and I rescue senior dogs and give them a forever home.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Have you tried Edging/Orgasm Denial? What was your experience?

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I came to the realization a year or two ago that I’m always waiting, during sex for the green light to orgasm. I think biologically it makes sense. As a female, I am the receptor, so my orgasm should come just after his for the best chances of conception. (It took me several years of trying to conceive, so believe me, I studied up on doing everything exactly right).
Since I apparently am naturally giving control to my husband for when I orgasm, I told him I thought it would be fun if we played with edging or orgasm denial.  I told him a couple times, and he sort of filed it away for later.
Recently, he took me over the arm of the sofa for an afternoon session (we do our best work while the kids are at school). He spanked me and then he entered me from behind.  And then he walked away without either of us getting off.
May I just tell you that I did not find it the least bit sexy?  I found it infuriating.  All that sexual energy turned to frustration in about five seconds flat.  I was stomping around the house like a grouchy bear.  It wasn’t an exciting form of domination, as far I was concerned. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to be allowed to get off, period.
The reward did come later. I can’t remember exactly– I think it was only an hour or two, but it seemed like forever.  My husband re-emerged from whatever task he’d been doing, taking me this time bent over the bed and….oh yeah.  It was good. The wait did heighten the orgasmic experience.  I went from bitter to butter (the melty kind) immediately.
According to wikipedia, Orgasm control, also referred to as edgingpeaking, or surfing, is a sexual technique which may be practiced either alone or with a partner and involves the maintenance of a high level of sexual arousal for an extended period of time without reachingorgasm. Since orgasm control prolongs the experience of powerful sexual sensations occurring during the final build-up to orgasm, the physical demands of being kept or keeping oneself in this highly excited state for an extended time can induce a pleasurable, almost euphoric state, and at times creates changes within an individual’s perceived consciousness.
Orgasm control can involve either sex partner being in control of the other partner’s orgasm, or a person delaying their own orgasm during sexual activity with a partner or by masturbation. To experience orgasm control, any method of sexual stimulation can be used.
In The Knight’s Seduction, Sir Barrett’s new wife suffered an early trauma with a man, and is terrified to have sex with him. He strikes a deal with her that sets into motion a beautiful execution of extended edging.  Here’s how it all begins:
“Daisy, I propose we make a bargain.”
She looked wary.
“I give you my word, I will not couple with you. Not until you ask—nay, beg me to.” And he did intend to make her beg. Bringing a lover to the edge while denying her release would have her on her knees eventually.
She made a scoffing sound. “I’m quite certain I would die first.”
“Aye,” he said, “You have proven your willingness to die. But wait—I have not finished. You will offer me your body, that I may teach you the pleasure of passion, and that you may learn to pleasure me—all without engaging in the actual act of consummation.”
Her brow furrowed in confusion. “I do not understand.”
“There is more than one way to find pleasure with a woman or a man. I propose to leave out the one that gives you trouble, if you will allow me to teach you the others.”
Her blue-green eyes widened, but the wariness had gone. She studied him, as if measuring the meaning of his words. “Will it hurt?”
He gave a decisive shake of his head. “Never,” he promised. He opened his mouth, ready to launch into a long treatise on pleasure, but she nodded her head.
“Yes.”
He hid his surprise. “Yes? You will agree?”
“I know not why, but I do trust you, Sir Barr—I mean, Bear.”
He kissed the top of her head. “I’m honored. There is one more small thing you must promise me.”
“What is it?”
“You will not pleasure yourself. You will only come to me to learn of pleasure.”
She gave a short laugh. “You need not worry about that.”
He lifted a brow. “You do not pleasure yourself?”
She lifted her chest. “Certainly not. Do you?”
You might guess that she does end up trying to pleasure herself, and is punished for it.  But here is a little taste of her first pleasure, delivered by Sir Barrett:
He took a bit of butter fat on one finger and slid it between her legs.
She jumped, her legs and torso stiffening, her thighs clamping together.
“Easy, girl. This quim is mine now. I will keep my word, you must keep yours.” He wriggled his finger  between her tightened legs. He had asked for lubricant because he feared it may take him some time to coax out a response, but he found her folds slick and plump. He nearly groaned at the sweetness of it. “There,” he said, his voice rough. “it’s not so bad, is it?”
She whimpered.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded.
She did not move.
He delivered four more slaps to her quivering bottom. “I said, open your legs for me, Daisy.” He waited.
After a moment, her thighs parted, but only by a finger-width.
“More. Spread them.”
“Sir Barrett…” Her voice sounded plaintive.
“Yes?”
“Nothing—I don’t know.” Her legs opened a little further.
He smiled. He hoped he’d stoked her fire and she was experiencing the discomfort of sexual tension.
The Knight’s Seduction by Renee Rose
Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when her castle is sacked. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well. Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight’s seduction?
Also available as a 5 book set: The Conquered Brides Collection
When the castle they called home is besieged and ultimately falls, five women are captured and carried off as wives by their foes. Will they be treated as no more than the spoils of war, or can their new lords prove themselves worthy of the love and submission of their conquered brides?
The Conquered Brides is a five-book collection featuring brand-new titles from five top erotic romance authors: Ashe Barker, Sue Lyndon, Dinah McLeod, Korey Mae Johnson and Renee Rose. Buy Links: Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble

Friday, April 17, 2015

Are you allowed to touch yourself? - The Knight's Seduction (medieval spanking story) #SatSpanks


Welcome to Saturday Spanks!  I have a new release today (the individual book release new, the story was previously released as part of The Conquered Brides). Sir Barrett has taken Lady Daisy as his war bride, but when she shows real fear at his flexing of conjugal rights, he makes her a bargain--he will not consummate until she begs him.  As he builds her desire, one of his rules is that she may not pleasure herself. Here's what happens when she tries to sneak a diddle...:)

She began to pull against her mons, stretching her legs in the opposite direction, tightening her buttocks and thighs. Her bottom clenched and relaxed, undulating in rhythm with her hand, satisfying her and yet creating more need at the same time—like the scratching of an itch that only grows and grows.

Suddenly, a huge hand clamped down over hers, stilling it. “Naughty, naughty girl,” Barrett murmured in her ear. “Are you allowed to touch yourself?”

She groaned and pulled her fingers against her mons.

“Ah ah,” he tsked, pulling her hand out from between her thighs and pushing her to her belly. “That’s a spanking, and I’m not inclined to go easy on you, either,” he said.

She hardly minded. A spanking might help scratch her itch.



The Knight's Seduction

Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when the castle she has long called home is sacked by an enemy army. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well.

Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight's seduction?

Publisher’s Note: The Knight’s Seduction contains spankings, sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled The Conquered Brides.


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Bottom-hole Punishment - New Release! The Knight's Seduction (medieval spanking romance)

I'm so excited-- today is release day for The Knight's Seduction, a medieval spanking romance filled with spanking, orgasm denial and edging.  It was released in March as part of The Conquered Brides Collection box set, with books by Sue Lyndon, Ashe Barker, Korey Mae Johnson and Dinah McLeod.

In this excerpt, Sir Barrett has determined his young wife deserves a bottom-hole punishment. Enjoy!

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Barrett returned to his chamber before suppertime. Daisy had not appeared that afternoon and they had both missed the noontime dinner, so she must be hungry. He found her lying on her stomach on the bed.

His heart lurched. Had he spanked her too hard? He knew he had not, and yet it had been difficult to mete out a real, serious punishment. He felt even more protective than usual for her now. “The door was not locked, Daisy. Did you think I had confined you as punishment?” he asked.

She pushed to sit up. “No, sir. I suppose I am hiding,” she said.

His heart stopped. “From me?” he asked in a choked voice.

“No,” she said, climbing off the bed and walking to him. “Not from you,” she said softly, placing her hands on his chest.

He covered them with his own. “Nobody overheard your whipping, if that’s what you fear.”

She pressed her face against his chest. “You whipped me hard,” she said. It sounded more like an observation than a complaint.

He lifted her chin and smiled down at her. “I had to be sure my naughty wife learned her lesson.” He grew sober again, remembering how frightened he’d been. “Did you?”

She nodded and rubbed her backside. “Yes, sir.”

He reached behind her and squeezed her sore little bottom. “On nights when I’ve had to punish you soundly, you will give me your bottomhole to show me you’re sorry.” He had not planned any such punishment, but his cock hardened when he invented it in the moment.

She looked up at him, searchingly. Of course she did not know what he meant.

Earlier he had not wanted her to offer sex as penance, and now here he was demanding she give him her most private entrance for his plunder. He shifted his aching cock in his leggings. “It’s suppertime now. At bedtime I will show you what happens to naughty wives.”

She bowed her head submissively, which only made his cock surge more insistently against his leggings. That he’d won her trust and respect meant the world to him.

He held out his arm. “Come, let us eat. You may sit on my lap if the bench is too hard for you.”

She took his arm and they went downstairs where she sat meekly on his lap, teasing his cock with the feel of her soft, round arse.

He made her fetch the butter fat after supper and asked her to bring it to him in their chamber.

She arrived, blushing, but not appearing overly frightened.

“Take off your clothes,” he instructed.

For the second time that day, she undressed under his watchful eye. He would never grow tired of seeing her in her full beauty. Her peach-tipped breasts bounced when she released them from the confines of her bodice, her hips swayed as she shifted to step out of her dress. She clasped her hands in front of her sex, as if to hide it from his view.

He sat in a chair near the dressing table, where the butter fat lay. “Come lie over my lap,” he said.
The Knight's Seduction
Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when the castle she has long called home is sacked by an enemy army. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well.

Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight's seduction?

Publisher’s Note: The Knight’s Seduction contains spankings, sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled The Conquered Brides.


Wednesday, April 15, 2015

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