New Releases

Pre-Order Blitz – Dirty Daddies Anthology

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Title: Dirty Daddies Anthology
Genre: Daddy Dom
Release Date: September 29, 2020
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TWENTY-FIVE panty-melting romances starring Daddy Doms who command total submission. Penned by some of the best authors in the genre, there’s a Daddy for everyone!

Whether you like Cowboy Daddies, Boss Daddies, Dark Daddies, Military Daddies, Stern Daddies, Shifter Daddies,  Alien Daddies, or LGTBQ Daddies, this deliciously naughty collection of all-new stories is bursting with HOT, raw, Daddy Dom action that’s sure to leave you breathless.

Surrender now. Get Dirty Daddies today!

Featuring Stories by NYT, USA TODAY and International Bestselling Authors

Eden Bradley
Vanessa Vale
Renee Rose
Laylah Roberts
Brianna Hale
Stella Moore
Pepper North
Allie Belle
Aubrey Cara
Golden Angel
Emily Tilton
Delta James
Felicity Brandon
Maggie Ryan
Meredith O’Reilly
RJ Gray
Kara Kelley
Adaline Raine
Nicolina Martin
Lesley Clark
M.A. Innes
J.M Dabney
Allysa Hart
Rayanna Jamison
Maren Smith

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Release Day/New Release

New Release – Super Daddies Anthology

★☆★Release Blitz★☆★
Super Stern. Super Sexy. Super… DADDY!!

Available now

Super Daddies

Seven HOT new novellas by some of the best-known authors in the genre. Get ready for love, laughs, and all the comic action that any anthology filled with Daddy Doms who know where to draw the line and Littles who can’t wait to cross them can hold. Have you been super naughty? Don’t worry… have we got a Daddy for that!

Available on Amazon and FREE in KU

Included in this anthology are:

Weathering Lainey by Stella Moore
Lainey Goldberg has spent her entire life believing she’s completely normal. Until an evil corporation tries to kidnap her, a man she only knows as “Daddy” rescues her, and she’s forced to come to terms with the fact that she has powers she never dreamed of. Can she learn to live under Daddy’s rules and come to terms with her new reality? Or will she risk both their lives by doing things her own way?

Little Villain by Golden Angel
Chaotica is the right hand lady of the city’s biggest villain… until she’s captured by the vigilante Pluto. Things haven’t been going well with her Daddy for a long time, so when Pluto suddenly starts making all the right moves she can’t help but wonder… is he just playing a part to get her to talk? Or would she be better off switching sides and taking a chance on a Daddy who seems too good to be true?

Super Daddy by Allysa Hart and Rayanna Jamison
I wasn’t the damsel in distress type. And yet here I was, wrapped up in a shit-show of epic proportions, with a gang of bad guys after me and a leak somewhere in the ranks of the police department charged with keeping me safe. The next thing I know, I’m holed up in a talking house with Brian, the butter-voiced superhero who ‘rescued’ me against my will. He has a hard-as-steel body and even harder hands, but there’s something about him I just can’t resist. I’ve never needed anyone, and I don’t want to start now, but when he tells me to call him Daddy, I almost believe it when he says he can keep me safe… Almost…

Daddy’s Sassy Little Superhero by Adaline Raine
I should have paid more attention to the night things changed, but I didn’t. No one ever paid me any attention, but now I’m super strong. I hurt the baddest man in the city and now he’s coming after me.

Daddy Shark by Maren Smith
Ommin Jones had always been alone. He had a job, his own place, and no friends (just the way he liked it). Sadly, all that changed the night he saved another man’s life. Now, despite all his best efforts, everyone wanted his autograph and the media wouldn’t leave him alone. He hated it… right up until he met Britney, a late-night radio personality and Little as lonely as he was. No, Ommin never meant to be a super hero. But for one very special Little, he wasn’t just Ommin the Sharkman. He was… Daddy Shark!

Daddy’s Justice by R.J. Gray
When Loki and his dark forces ascend on Midgard, my team is dispatched. The mission: Track down the valkyrie demi-god, Morrigan, and protect her, no matter the cost. The problem: Morrigan has no idea what she is, she doesn’t cooperate, and I, the God of Justice, am not accustomed to disobedience. Also, falling in love wasn’t part of the assignment. Loki is unstoppable; he’ll kill her if he can, but from the moment she calls me Daddy, everything changes. Now, to get to her, he’ll have to go through me… Fat chance.

Ultragirl Powers Up by Emily Tilton
Midwestern college girl Susan Corday has just discovered she’s actually the last survivor of a race of alien warriors, whose almost unlimited powers come directly from her sexual arousal. Can the extremely dominant Nightprince teach the newly minted Ultragirl to keep her powers in check with his considerable skills as a loving daddy? Earth’s newest superhero is about to find out that she’s really a naughty little at heart, and badly in need of a sound spanking.

New Releases

Preorder Blitz – Super Daddies anthology

★☆★Preorder Blitz★☆★

Super Stern. Super Sexy. Super… DADDY!!

Preorder now – https://amzn.to/2xN0GjA

Super Daddies – Coming August 2

Seven HOT new novellas by some of the best-known authors in the genre. Get ready for love, laughs, and all the comic action that any anthology filled with Daddy Doms who know where to draw the line and Littles who can’t wait to cross them can hold. Have you been super naughty? Don’t worry… have we got a Daddy for that!


Included in this anthology are:

Weathering Lainey by Stella Moore
Lainey Goldberg has spent her entire life believing she’s completely normal. Until an evil corporation tries to kidnap her, a man she only knows as “Daddy” rescues her, and she’s forced to come to terms with the fact that she has powers she never dreamed of. Can she learn to live under Daddy’s rules and come to terms with her new reality? Or will she risk both their lives by doing things her own way?

Little Villain by Golden Angel
Chaotica is the right hand lady of the city’s biggest villain… until she’s captured by the vigilante Pluto. Things haven’t been going well with her Daddy for a long time, so when Pluto suddenly starts making all the right moves she can’t help but wonder… is he just playing a part to get her to talk? Or would she be better off switching sides and taking a chance on a Daddy who seems too good to be true?

Super Daddy by Allysa Hart and Rayanna Jamison
I wasn’t the damsel in distress type. And yet here I was, wrapped up in a shit-show of epic proportions, with a gang of bad guys after me and a leak somewhere in the ranks of the police department charged with keeping me safe. The next thing I know, I’m holed up in a talking house with Brian, the butter-voiced superhero who ‘rescued’ me against my will. He has a hard-as-steel body and even harder hands, but there’s something about him I just can’t resist. I’ve never needed anyone, and I don’t want to start now, but when he tells me to call him Daddy, I almost believe it when he says he can keep me safe… Almost…

Daddy’s Sassy Little Superhero by Adaline Raine
I should have paid more attention to the night things changed, but I didn’t. No one ever paid me any attention, but now I’m super strong. I hurt the baddest man in the city and now he’s coming after me.

Daddy Shark by Maren Smith
Ommin Jones had always been alone. He had a job, his own place, and no friends (just the way he liked it). Sadly, all that changed the night he saved another man’s life. Now, despite all his best efforts, everyone wanted his autograph and the media wouldn’t leave him alone. He hated it… right up until he met Britney, a late-night radio personality and Little as lonely as he was. No, Ommin never meant to be a super hero. But for one very special Little, he wasn’t just Ommin the Sharkman. He was… Daddy Shark!

Daddy’s Justice by R.J. Gray
When Loki and his dark forces ascend on Midgard, my team is dispatched. The mission: Track down the valkyrie demi-god, Morrigan, and protect her, no matter the cost. The problem: Morrigan has no idea what she is, she doesn’t cooperate, and I, the God of Justice, am not accustomed to disobedience. Also, falling in love wasn’t part of the assignment. Loki is unstoppable; he’ll kill her if he can, but from the moment she calls me Daddy, everything changes. Now, to get to her, he’ll have to go through me… Fat chance.

Ultragirl Powers Up by Emily Tilton
Midwestern college girl Susan Corday has just discovered she’s actually the last survivor of a race of alien warriors, whose almost unlimited powers come directly from her sexual arousal. Can the extremely dominant Nightprince teach the newly minted Ultragirl to keep her powers in check with his considerable skills as a loving daddy? Earth’s newest superhero is about to find out that she’s really a naughty little at heart, and badly in need of a sound spanking.

Cover Reveal, New Releases

Cover Reveal – Super Daddies anthology

★☆★COVER REVEAL★☆★

Super Stern. Super Sexy. Super… DADDY!!

Super Daddies – Coming August 2

Seven HOT new novellas by some of the best-known authors in the genre. Get ready for love, laughs, and all the comic action that any anthology filled with Daddy Doms who know where to draw the line and Littles who can’t wait to cross them can hold. Have you been super naughty? Don’t worry… have we got a Daddy for that!

Included in this anthology are:

Weathering Lainey by Stella Moore

Little Villain by Golden Angel

Super Daddy by Allysa Hart and Rayanna Jamison

Daddy’s Sassy Little Superhero by Adaline Raine

Daddy Shark by Maren Smith

Daddy’s Justice by R.J. Gray

Ultragirl Powers Up by Emily Tilton

Excerpt/Teaser Share, New Releases

New Release – Ladder 54

Five Hot Firemen. One Scintillating Weekend of Anything Goes

Ladder 54

by Maren Smith, Raisa Greywood, Adaline Raine, Isabella Laase & Felicity Brandon

Availabe Now – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GVS3TC7/
Add to your TBR – http://bit.ly/2BN5daD

Five Hot Doms. One Sinful Weekend. Anything Goes.

Blurbs:

The Dance Card by Maren Smith

It was a charity auction, the Crystal Cabin Club’s first ever Rent-A-Dom, and Rylee was bidding on nothing less than the love of her life. She had to cheat to win, but she got the Dom she’d always wanted. Now all she has to do is get past the guilt…

A Hero for Lauren by Felicity Brandon

He saved her once, but after Lauren wins a night with her fantasy firefighter, can Blake still be her hero?

Light Me Up by Raisa Greywood

Theo used to be Selene’s hero, but she doesn’t need one anymore, especially after he blew her off and moved across the country to get away from her. When she goes to Montana on business, she learns things about Theo that might make her change her mind about her childhood hero.

After escaping Greektown and his horde of well-meaning relatives, Theo is content in Big Banks, Montana. A chance meeting with a woman he’d left behind makes him rethink what he thought he wanted. Selene Alexiou fits none of his outdated stereotypes, but he wants her anyway.

When Theo and Selene meet for the first time as adults, chemistry isn’t the only thing sparking between them.

Sparked by Deception by Isabella Laase

Identical twins Claire and Claudia Siracusa can’t afford to bid on two Doms at the kinky Crystal Cabin auction, so they pool their money to win the handsome, stoic Declan Kennedy with the intention of switching places without his knowledge. Declan’s clearly attracted to his latest submissive but when their deception is revealed, he has two problems to deal and a whole house of kink to explore.

Rekindled by Adaline Raine

Dakota Channing returns to the sleepy little town of Big Banks hoping to gather enough courage to explain to her ex-husband why she left, instead she bids on him at a charity auction. Now she’s won a night with a Dom, in all the ways she could imagine, and even in some ways beyond her wildest dreams.

Troy Channing didn’t expect his ex-wife to come back home for a event at the exclusive CCC cabin, or ever. Can he forgive the love of his life for abandoning their marriage or will they turn their legal separation into a divorce for good?

Warning: Contains intense BDSM scenes, anal play, spanking.

Excerpt:

The Dance Card by Maren Smith

The cellphone on her nightstand buzzed. She looked at it, but she didn’t need to pick it up to know who it was. Walker had already texted twice last night, before she’d even got home from that disastrous auction. Now here it was, not yet seven o’clock, and already he’d texted again.

She couldn’t avoid him forever. She probably already looked guilty as hell. What woman in her right mind purchased the winning bid on the dom of her dreams and then ran away without claiming her prize? That didn’t make sense. Nothing she was doing right now made sense, and if she wasn’t very careful someone else was going to notice that. Then they’d start asking questions, and she’d crack. She’d never been any good at maintaining deception; she always cracked under pressure.

This was horrible. Rylee covered her face with both hands.

The phone buzzed again. Another text received.

She had to do something. She couldn’t just sit here and ignore him.

She reached for the phone, the last text received catching her eye and all but stopping her heart mid-beat.

Unless you want a refund…?

God, no! Did she deserve the prize she’d stolen? No! Did she want to give it back? Seriously, God and hell no!

She checked the message prior to the last and her heart stopped all over again.

Come to the window.

Oh. Shit.

Her heart leapt out of her chest to catch in her throat instead. Crawling off the edge of her bed, Rylee crept to the window. She peeked through the curtains the way anyone else might check the lawn for zombies.

A lawn full of zombies would have been easier to handle than the sight of Walker, dressed in tight-fitting jeans and a blue Ladder 54 t-shirt that showed off the mouth-watering breadth of his shoulders, the solidness of his chest, the trim of his waist, and every bulge and vein in his muscular arms. Popeye would be so proud.

He was standing just off the edge of her porch, a bag of donuts in one hand and a cardboard tray with two coffee cups in the other. Spotting her, he lifted his chin, painted on the kind of smile that could melt a woman’s panties right off her, and held his peace offering a little higher. “Morning!”

Shit.

Much as she wanted to, she couldn’t hide forever. Plus, he’d already seen her and if she hadn’t raised his suspicions yet, she would soon enough if she didn’t stop acting like a lunatic and start behaving like a normal, guilt-free human being.

A normal, guilt-free human being would go out there and talk to him.

Double shit.

Snagging her bathrobe off the foot of her bed, she pulled it on even as she hurried down the stairs. Tying it tight to hide that she was still dressed from last night—triple shit, she hadn’t taken off her makeup and her hair was still done up, but it looked a little ratty from the few times she’d tried to lie down throughout the night—she paused long enough for a deep and calming breath, and then opened the front door. “Hi,” she said, her attempt at a smile falling flat of its mark. She imagined she looked exactly how she felt as she watched Walker ascend the three steps onto her white-painted front porch.

His eyes flicked from her face, to her hair, to her bathrobe, and then back to her eyes again. She was still trying to coax her smile, but his was already fading.

“Have you not slept at all?” he asked, a touch of concern creeping into his tone.

“Of course I have.” Because why wouldn’t she be able to sleep? She slept all the time. Normal people slept. Rylee tried to laugh, that fell a little flat too.

Quite deliberately, using only his eyes, he directed her gaze to the bottom of her bathrobe. It was two inches shorter than her little black dress.

Crap in a hat.

Hugging the door in tight to her side, Rylee gave up on normal, polite, and smiles and went on the defensive. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?”

“Sophie gave me your address. And your name. All the things I didn’t quite catch from you last night.” The dark lines of his eyebrows twitched together. “Look, if you don’t want to do this, that’s fine, but I’m kind of curious. Why would you pay two thousand dollars if you didn’t want the prize? Were you feeling pressured?”

“No!” Rylee recoiled. “No, w-why would you… even think… what makes you think I don’t want this?”

He counted off using the fingers of his donut-sack-holding hand. “You ran away last night, you won’t talk to me, you haven’t returned my calls or my texts, and you haven’t invited me inside.” The fold of the paper sack now held pinched between his thumb and pinky finger, he arched his eyebrows at her and waited.

Crap in a hat with pickles on top.

About the Authors

Maren Smith

Fortunate enough to live with my Daddy Dom, I am a Little, coffee whore, pain slut, administrator at my local BDSM dungeon, resident of the wilds of freakin’ Kansas (still don’t know how I ended up here) and submissive to the love of my life. An International and USA Bestselling Author, I have penned more than 120 novels, novellas and short stories, and am the author of the Masters of the Castle series.

CONNECT WITH MAREN SMITH

Visit Maren Smith’s blog here: http://badgirlscorner.blog

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Felicity Brandon

Felicity is a #1 international bestselling, and award winning writer of dark, spanking romance. Head in the clouds, you can usually find her either plotting her next book, hitting the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music. She lives to write though, and is happiest creating desire and kink at her keyboard.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/felicity.brandon.3

Author page: https://www.facebook.com/felicitybrandonerotica

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Felicity-Brandon/e/B00CV873JK/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/FelicityBrandon

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6892310.Felicity_Brandon

Blog: https://felicitybrandonwrites.com/

BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/felicity-brandon

Raisa Greywood

Raisa is an up and coming author of romance with a dark and naughty twist. Her heroes are sometimes flawed but always the alpha in the room, while her heroines are atypical and can take anything those bossy alphas dish out.

She is the winner of the 2017 “Ignite the Flame” contest sponsored by Central Ohio Fiction Writers in the Paranormal category. The one thing that Raisa most loves is tipping tropes on their ears and making fun of them. She also adores alliteration.

She’s lived all over the world but currently resides in the Midwestern United States with her husband, two irascible cats, and a big bay rescue horse.

Contact links

www.raisagreywood.com

https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100015211865639

https://mewe.com/i/raisa.greywood

https://twitter.com/Raisa_Greywood

https://www.instagram.com/raisagreywood/

Isabella Laase

Cursed by a sarcastic sense of humor, Isabella works to blend her history loving, feminist side with the fantasy world of hot romance defined by the firm hand of a strong alpha male. Given choice within the confines of history and genre, strong women find balance in their lives while fulfilling their deepest sexual desires.

Isabella lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with her very patient husband. Two tiny dogs complete the family and have learned to sleep under a laptop to gain any comfort from her side while she balances a job, political activism, and steamy spanking novels in the course of a single day.

“Writing is like playing in a virtual reality dollhouse. You can create any character you want within any world, time period, lifestyle, and personality. You can dress them, undress them, build conversations, relationships, heartbreak and romance.

You are only limited by your personal imagination.”

FAVORITE MEDIA CONTACT

facebook.com/isabella.laase

OTHER MEDIA CONTACTS

isabellalaaseromance.blogspot.com

twitter.com/isabella_laase

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15574842.Isabella_Laase

https://www.bookbub.com/profile/isabella-laase

Adaline Raine

Social Media Links (follow Addy around)

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Website:http://www.adalineraine.com

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Adaline-Raine/e/B00B1Y5JNM

Book Bub: https://www.bookbub.com/profile/adaline-raine

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/adalineraine/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Adaline_Raine

Cover Reveal, New Releases

Cover Reveal – Ladder 54

Five Hot Firemen. One Scintillating Weekend of Anything Goes

Ladder 54

by Maren Smith, Raisa Greywood, Adaline Raine, Isabella Laase & Felicity Brandon

Coming August 31

Add to your TBR – http://bit.ly/2BN5daD

 

Blurbs:

The Dance Card by Maren Smith

It was a charity auction, the Crystal Cabin Club’s first ever Rent-A-Dom, and Rylee was bidding on nothing less than the love of her life. She had to cheat to win, but she got the Dom she’d always wanted. Now all she has to do is get past the guilt…

A Hero for Lauren by Felicity Brandon

He saved her once, but after Lauren wins a night with her fantasy firefighter, can Blake still be her hero?

Light Me Up by Raisa Greywood

Theo used to be Selene’s hero, but she doesn’t need one anymore, especially after he blew her off and moved across the country to get away from her. When she goes to Montana on business, she learns things about Theo that might make her change her mind about her childhood hero.

After escaping Greektown and his horde of well-meaning relatives, Theo is content in Big Banks, Montana. A chance meeting with a woman he’d left behind makes him rethink what he thought he wanted. Selene Alexiou fits none of his outdated stereotypes, but he wants her anyway.

When Theo and Selene meet for the first time as adults, chemistry isn’t the only thing sparking between them.

Sparked by Deception by Isabella Laase

Identical twins Claire and Claudia Siracusa can’t afford to bid on two Doms at the kinky Crystal Cabin auction, so they pool their money to win the handsome, stoic Declan Kennedy with the intention of switching places without his knowledge. Declan’s clearly attracted to his latest submissive but when their deception is revealed, he has two problems to deal and a whole house of kink to explore.

Rekindled by Adaline Raine

Dakota Channing returns to the sleepy little town of Big Banks hoping to gather enough courage to explain to her ex-husband why she left, instead she bids on him at a charity auction. Now she’s won a night with a Dom, in all the ways she could imagine, and even in some ways beyond her wildest dreams.

Troy Channing didn’t expect his ex-wife to come back home for a event at the exclusive CCC cabin, or ever. Can he forgive the love of his life for abandoning their marriage or will they turn their legal separation into a divorce for good?

Warning: Contains intense BDSM scenes, anal play, spanking.

New Releases

New Release – A Daddy for Christmas

Release Date: November 27, 2017

Landing page: https://rbrookspa.wixsite.com/adaddyforchristmas

Amazon and KU: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077QY2HNL/

Featuring….

Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon

Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith

Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane

Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise by Kara Kelley

The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine

His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan

Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this romantic age play collection contain spankings, sexual scenes, and other naughtiness sure to keep you warm during the holidays. Please do not purchase this box set if such material offends you.

A Daddy for Christmas is a sexy collection of ALL-NEW age play romances, brought to you by six USA Today and international bestselling authors. Grab some hot chocolate, snuggle up in your favorite reading spot, and let these dominant but loving daddies take charge.

Blurbs:

Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon:

When Kingston proposes marriage to Faith a few weeks before Christmas, he’s upfront about his expectations in a bride. Not only is she to call him Papa, but she’ll be under his complete authority and subject to his discipline. She soon thrives under his guidance and finds herself falling for her strict but loving Papa. But despite her newfound happiness, she can’t help but worry something will go wrong. Is their arrangement too good to be true, or has she finally found her forever home?

Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith:

For Aubrey, when an impromptu trip to Build-A-Bear leads to an unexpected rescue by the cowboy Daddy of her dreams, she thinks her deepest, most secret wish about to come true. Sometimes it’s a brand new stuffy at Christmas time; sometimes, it’s a whole lot more.

Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane:

Alex and Connor are undercover again, and it’s all fun and games until the caroling starts. Can Alex make it through this Christmas season without her usual bah-humbugging? Or will her Daddy, Connor have to take matters into his own hands?

Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise By Kara Kelley:

Tis the season and Mountain Man Daddy has a lot to do to surprise his little wife, Avery, with his change of heart about Christmas, but Rocky, their pet bear, is acting strange and refuses to leave Avery’s side. Mountain Man Daddy suspects it’s one of his past arrests lurking, and he’s more protective than ever. But when Avery finds out the real reason, she and her sneaky old neighbour, Annie, start planning a surprise of their own.

The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine:

Kayleigh Cavett penned a desperate letter to Santa Claus hoping for her own holiday miracle. She begged for someone to take care of her and get her life back on track. The next morning she awakens to find a stranded Sebastian Cruz, her brother’s best friend and life long crush. When the handsome lawyer offers to spoil her rotten until the snow melts, will she accept his terms?

His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan:

Her very name means Christmas, yet she’d never experienced the magic of the season. Davis is determined to change that and give his little Noelle the greatest gift of all… a family.

Papa’s Little Bride by Sue Lyndon

PG-ish excerpt for Papa’s Little Bride:

He runs a hand through his hair. “I want you to live here, Faith. With me. I will give you a room of your very own. I will take care of you, and you will want for nothing.”

“You want me as your mistress?” I ask hesitantly. As I await his response, I decide being Mr. Freemont’s mistress would not be so bad. Belonging to one man would surely be better than spreading my legs for multiple men a day at Madam Angelic’s establishment. In the back of my mind, I’ve always known it would be a possibility that I’d end up working as a prostitute in order to survive. Of course, I had intended to exhaust all other avenues of work first.

“No, not as my mistress.” He grasps my hand. “As my wife, by trial.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

“We would be married for a trial period of thirty days. At the end of those thirty days, we can decide whether to remain married or to separate. If we decided to separate for some reason, I would see that you remain taken care of for the rest of your life.”

“I see. So at the end of the thirty days, we both decide? You would not force me to stay with you if I did not wish it?”

“Precisely. I’m not in the habit of keeping wives against their will,” he says with a wry smile that serves to ease the tension. “However, I will be upfront with you about my expectations. I am not looking for an ordinary wife or an ordinary marriage.” He pauses for a moment. “You would live as my little girl, and you would call me Papa. I would care for you, and guide you, even discipline you when necessary. I would be a strict but loving father figure to you, Faith, and in time, when and if I think you are ready, I would take you as my wife-in-truth. I couldn’t help but notice how you blushed when I called you little girl and young lady, and I see that you keep squirming. The very idea of being my sweet little girl, and my wife, has no doubt shocked you, but it has also made you feel achy between your thighs, hasn’t it?”

I’m stunned speechless.

NSFW excerpt from Papa’s Little Bride:

My sweet, but naughty, little girl obediently lays over my lap. A thrill jolts through me to have her in this position, with her bottom jutted up high and her legs slightly parted to reveal the slickness glimmering at the slit of her smooth pink cunny. She soon gasps and tries to place her thighs together, and I respond by shifting her over one knee, forcing her legs to fall open. I clamp my free leg atop her fidgeting ones and cup her behind cheeks, each in turn, massaging and inspecting her luscious pale globes.

“You will remain spread like this during your punishment, young lady. There will be no hiding from Papa. Your cunny will remain on full display at all times while I’m reddening your bottom cheeks. I realize this might embarrass you, especially because I’ll be able to see every little glimmer of moisture, and no doubt when you squirm, your secret inner folds, but you were a naughty little girl and this added embarrassment is part of your punishment. This is what happens to naughty little girls. They get turned over their papa’s knee for a good, hard spanking.” With that, I raise my hand and let the first strike fall. My palm descends on her right cheek with a resounding smack, and I waste no time in delivering the second blow to her left cheek.

“Oh! Ouch!” She wiggles, but I easily hold her in place.

“None of that,” I scold, alternating smacks from one reddening cheek to the other, peppering her entire bottom with sharp swats. “You’re getting this spanking whether you like it or not.”

 

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USA TODAY bestselling author Sue Lyndon writes steamy D/s romance in a variety of genres, everything from contemporary to historical to fantasy. But no matter the genre, her heroes are always HOT dominant alpha males. She’s a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica. She also writes non-bdsm sci-fi romance under the name Sue Mercury. When she’s not busy working on her next book, you’ll find her hanging out with her family, watching sci-fi movies, reading, or sneaking chocolate.

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Build-A-Daddy by Maren Smith

Excerpt:

She wished she hadn’t stopped in Wichita for that Five-Hour Energy shot with a forty-ounce Code Red chaser.

“I really have to pee,” she told her bear. Supposedly, somewhere in all that fast-falling snow was a bathroom. She couldn’t think of anything more stupid than blindly setting out in search of it. On the other hand, if she just sat here, she was going to wet her pants and these were cloth seats. Also, her Little didn’t like diaper play.

Wind buffeted the car. Already swirling snow was building on the windows. Even with the heater running, it was storming hard enough to blanket all but the sections of glass closest to the vents. The underside melted, but the upper layer accumulated, growing thicker by the minute. She watched thin rivulets of water slip along under the snow like tears.

Why was it that the longer a person thought about having to pee, the worse the sensation became? The pressure of the seatbelt was too much, so Aubrey took it off. She tried to find a more comfortable, less bladder-crunched way to sit. She bounced a couple times. It wasn’t working. In the short amount of time she’d spent parked here, the swirling storm had completely covered every window and presumably, the rest of her vehicle. Getting out was a bad idea, but she had to do something to relieve the pressure.

Leaning over the backrest, she hooked her jacket off the rear seat and pulled it on. She shoved open the driver’s-side door just in time to see bright, yellow light splash over the door and her arm. She yanked her arm back in just as the pickup truck slid to a stop beside her, shaving the door clean off her car.

In the half-second of heart-pounding quiet which directly followed, there was a lot Aubrey couldn’t remember. She didn’t remember crab-crawling into the passenger seat until her back butted against the other door. She sure didn’t remember grabbing Potentially Demonic Bear because never in her wildest imaginings did she imagine hugging him would have saved her from anything. At best, he was only a Build-A-Bear, he just didn’t have that kind of power. At worst… well, the jury was still out on which side of the whole Good vs. Evil Spectrum he swung.

Staring wide-eyed and horrified at the jet-black truck and gaping snow-filled hole where her door used to be, Aubrey honestly didn’t know if she’d screamed. She couldn’t remember making a sound. Not until that truck rocked, the window cranked down, and a dark-haired man in a well-worn brown felt cowboy hat popped his head into view. The truck was high enough, so he had to scrunch down to see her, but his eyes were no less wide than hers, and when he saw her, his face paled.

“Christ on a cracker,” he swore, peering through the narrow gap between the bottom of his window frame and the top of her now quite broken car. “Lady, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t see a thing.”

In that instant, two thoughts centered themselves in her mind—a mind blown empty by the shock of what had just happened. First, how was she going to get to Nebraska or hell, even the next town, in a car without a driver’s door? And second, from his hat to the white collar of his t-shirt to the black collar of his leather jacket, the man looked just like her Build-A-Bear. And her Build-A-Bear looked exactly the way she had imagined her cowboy Daddy would when she’d been hugging the little cloth heart.

“Holy shit,” she said stunned, her breath steaming the snow-flecked air as it came swirling into her car. She hadn’t built a bear. “I built a Daddy!”

About Maren Smith:

“For me, romance and kink have always gone hand in hand. I love strong, authoritative men—men who are both ready, willing and able to leave the lady of their choosing red–bottomed and weeping for her own good. Writing has given me the wonderful freedom to explore my kinky side without feeling ‘weird’. Even better, with the invention of the Internet, I can write what I love and know it will be appreciated by people with the same interests. Although I’ve been writing spanking romances for more than twenty years, it’s only been in the last five that I’ve truly broken out of my self-imposed shell to explore the other aspects of my submissive nature. Fortunate enough to live with my Dominant, I am an author, a Little and a submissive for the love of my life. Between that and my membership at my local Dungeons, there are very few things that I write about that I haven’t tried at least once.”

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Santa Daddy by Katherine Deane

Excerpt – Rated R

Kris Kringle Candy Cane Treatment

Connor was so proud of his brave, little girl. She played hard, she wore her emotions on her sleeve. And he’d known for a long time now that she wanted to go further, but she was scared to try. Luckily, he had gotten an early Christmas present to go with their cane. He laid the cane down on the table and picked up the other item he’d brought back that she hadn’t paid particular attention to. She would soon enough though.

“Okay, little girl. Daddy is going to punish you for being so naughty. He’s going to give you the extra special Kris Kringle candy cane treatment.”

He opened the large candy cane and held it front of her mouth. It was only four inches long and approximately an inch in diameter. The perfect implement for what he had in mind.

“Open your mouth and suck, baby.”

Her eyes widened, but she opened her mouth and accepted the huge peppermint candy with the hook on the end.

He pulled it out and some of her saliva dripped down as he held it in her line of sight. “Do you know where this is going, baby girl?”

About Katherine Deane:

USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart.

She loves cheese, red wine, chocolate, and snuggling up with her daughters’ kittens while reading a good book.

When not reading, or writing, you can find her knitting, sewing, crafting, or doing pretty much anything to keep her hands busy. She has taken over the dining room AKA craft room, much to her husband’s dismay. In one of her books, an energetic “craftaholic” would find herself over her husband’s knee for losing an important document in a pile of bi-cone crystals and mod podge. Her real life, and the people in them, give her plenty of ideas to work with.

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Mountain Man Daddy’s Christmas Surprise by Kara Kelley

Excerpt:

“You weren’t coming outside like that, were you?” He yanked off his toque with a growl, kicked off his boots and shucked out of his coat. Snow landed at his feet and began melting.

“I was hot,” she said meekly. “But, no. I just realized what I was wearing and was going to change when you came through the door.”

He hung his coat on the hook and took the mugs from her, holding both handles in one of his large hands so he could brush the snow from his hair and beard.

“Go ahead then, little girl.” He gave her a half smile and her heart fluttered happily. “Not that I don’t enjoy looking at your legs, but you’re going to catch a cold.”

Her brows rose at his words. “Every time you say that I tell you that you don’t catch a cold from the weather, you catch a cold from a virus.” She watched as he rubbed his big hand over his beard seemingly in consideration of her statement. Rocky seemed to grow bored by their conversation and walked to the woodstove, grunted and threw himself down in front of it.

“And every time you say that, I’m usually taking care of you, making you soup and handing you tissues the next week.”

She rolled her eyes. “That’s just a coincidence. I’m the one who goes to town and people give me germs.”

“Did you just roll your eyes at me, young lady?” His voice was deep, low and threatening.

She shivered but grinned cheekily. “Umm, I sure did.” She turned, spun on the balls of her feet, and ran into the bedroom, knowing he still held the two cups and would have to set them down before chasing her.

Just as he flew into the room, at a speed a man of his size shouldn’t be capable of, Rocky bustled in behind him.

“Stay back, Mountain Man or my bear will attack,” she said with a giggle, pointing at Rocky. “You hear him growling?”

“Black bears don’t growl, little one.” He stalked closer to the bed, and she scrambled off the other side. Rocky was silently but intently watching.

“Hmm, learn something new every day,” she replied and shifted to match his movement, keeping them an equal distance apart.

“I plan on teaching you something else.”

His smirk was hidden, but she knew by the sparkle in his eyes that he was being playful. Oh, she’d end up over his knee, but it would be for fun and it would end in the most delicious way.

As he lunged across the bed at her, Rocky made a deep pulsing throaty noise that made Mike freeze.

“I thought you said they don’t growl?” Avery’s stomach quivered.

“That wasn’t a growl, Avery, but it was a threat.”

Avery looked at the bear, large and intimidating, filling the doorway with his mass. He hadn’t moved his eyes from Mike for even a second. Mike rolled and sat up on the bed.

“Do you think a huge storm is coming and Rocky’s trying to warn us?” she asked.

“No, he’s protecting you. I’m just not sure why.” Mike scratched his beard, eying the bear warily.

“He’s never done this before. He sees us play all the time. Hell, he’s seen you punishing me.”

“Right.” He narrowed his eyes and shot her a quick warning glance. “Don’t go anywhere alone.”

His deep voice reverberated through her. “What?” Her brow furrowed. “But this is why you taught me how to use the gun, and made me pore over books on wildlife, and got me the car. So I didn’t need a chaperone all the time.”

“Avery, I won’t argue over this. Something’s changed and until I know what it is, you’re on lockdown. You don’t leave this cabin without me.”

He looked at her, the playful sternness replaced by the real kind that made her belly sink like a rock and her nether cheeks tingle in dread.

“Understood?”

“Yes.” She nodded and he rose from the bed. If she couldn’t tell how concerned he was by his pallor and tight expression, she could tell by the way he hadn’t made her repeat her ‘yes’ and add ‘daddy’. Mike was worried. Avery chewed her lip. And that made her worry, too.

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Kara Kelley is a naughty Canuck (that’s a Canadian for those of you that don’t know), who loves spanks, a little bondage, tantalizing creative sex (trust me, honey this sh*t is gonna rock our world) and TIM HORTON’S. She’s full of playful mischief, loyalty and maybe some stubbornness, but she’ll never admit it. And she believes living in a secluded cabin in the woods (including good WIFI, a stocked Kindle, and plenty of chocolate) with her husband would be absolute bliss.

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The Daddy Contract by Adaline Raine

Excerpts:

Excerpt #1: Rated-PG

“Did you see me on the couch last night?” She twirled a piece of her hair around her finger as she waited for his answer. She was afraid her nighttime recollections might be real. “I thought I fell asleep there.”

“Yeah, you feel asleep mostly sitting up. Your body was all scrunched, so I carried you to bed.”

“Oh. Well, thank you.” She forced a smile. “I don’t really remember all the details, but I dreamed you kissed me good-night.”

“You opened your eyes and appeared to be wide awake, but I didn’t kiss you.” He winked. “You did grab my face and kiss me for a while though.”

“Hm.” She forced her focus on the coffee pot, willing it to brew faster to get her out of this awkward conversation. It hadn’t been just a simple peck. No, in her half asleep state, it had turned into a full blown make-out session. No wonder it had felt real. It had been! “So, uh where were you headed before the storm came through?”

“I was on my way to stay with a friend. He and his wife throw a big party every year after Christmas, but I was going to stay a few extra days. The weather thwarted the trip, so I headed this way. I hope you don’t mind too much.” He grinned. “Am I imposing on your holiday plans?”

“No. I didn’t have any to start with. Did Rhett send you out to check on me?” When was the last time they had seen each other? Probably a year to the day. Even without her snowbird parents, this house was the gathering place for Christmas Eve except for this year. Kayleigh had told Rhett she wanted to be alone. Stupid blizzard messed up her agenda of getting drunk and watching sad movies.

“Your brother had nothing to do with the weather. Maybe this storm was supposed to send me here. No one should be alone on Christmas.”

Excerpt #2: Rated-18+

“Oof.” Kayleigh landed with a groan and knocked her thoughts back to the present. Three sharp taps hit against the very top of her right thigh followed by the same number and intensity on the left. His palm seared the sensitive juncture, still sore from the earlier round, and she kicked her feet out. Bastian hooked a leg over hers, locking her in place. Part of her regretted the challenge she’d thrown out, but the other sang in relief. She’d tested. He’d responded. “I’m sorry!”

“You’ll be more sorry when I’m done with you.”

“I didn’t mean whatever you thought I meant.”

“No more talking. I made a shiny new ball gag last weekend, and I’m happy to test it on you.”

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His Little Noelle by Maggie Ryan

Excerpts:

Excerpt #1: rated-R

Davis grinned as he stood beside the bed. “Close your eyes, and don’t open them until I say.”

She immediately obeyed, nipples protruding like hard little bullets at his instruction and the endless possibilities of what her daddy had planned. His roaming fingers and gentle tugs on her nipples had kept her aroused throughout. His strokes across her sex, his quick flicks against her clit had her entire body thrumming. She felt like a fine instrument that he played with expertise, surprising her with the tempo, the cadence of every stroke, every probe, eliciting her vocal accompaniment as he conducted his symphony. He’d left her panting, primed, and so very eager for him to reach for her again, to play the final chord, the crescendo that would fill the air with the sounds of an extremely satisfied woman. Instead, she knelt, her eyes tightly closed, straining to hear his movements, wondering what he was doing.

So badly wanting to peek as she heard him moving about the room, she denied herself, not wanting to ruin the surprise. Even the sinking of the mattress as he joined her on the bed did not cause her eyelids to flutter open. After another moment or two, with a bit more jostling that she couldn’t quite figure out the purpose of, he spoke.

“You may open your eyes.”

Once she did, she could only gape and then giggle. He was sitting with his back against the headboard, a big grin on his face.

“What’s the matter, little girl? Haven’t you ever seen Santa Claus before?” She couldn’t really yet speak as he shook his head, causing the huge pom-pom on the tip of the red hat he wore to sway. Large fingers stroked down the long white beard hanging down to his chest, but it was his free hand—the hand that could deliver devilish pain or provide exquisite pleasure—which encircled his erection, that captured and held her gaze.

“I believe some little girl never got the chance to sit on Santa’s lap and tell him what she wanted for Christmas.”

He released his beard and cock and reached for her. Crawling to him, she could feel her face flush and her pussy gush… not to sit on his lap, but to straddle him, her hand replacing his to guide the head of his cock to the entrance of her sex. Lowering down slowly, she moaned as inch by inch she took him inside. His girth always caused a bit of discomfort, yet she didn’t even try to disguise the mews of pleasure she experienced as he slowly filled her.

“Need some help?” he asked, his hands slipping to hold her waist.

“Yes, please,” she managed, gasping when he lifted his hips to drive the final few inches of his shaft deep inside her, pulling her down until her bottom settled on his groin.

“Comfy?” he teased.

“Very,” she said softly, amazed as always that he actually fit inside her.

Davis grinned and allowed his hands to slip behind her, fingers splaying against her buttocks. “I’ve heard you’ve been a very good girl this year.”

Excerpt #2: rated-PG

She followed the direction his finger was pointing and shook her head. “No way I’m going to climb up a mountain and then careen down on some flimsy sled. I don’t have a death wish!”

“Don’t worry, we’re not going sledding,” Davis said.

“He’s right, and you don’t have to climb. We take the T-bar lift up and then we’re going to race down on toboggans,” Steven confirmed. “Unless, of course, you just want to concede now and go join the little snow babies.”

Noelle just gaped up at the mountain again and then looked at Davis before turning to Steven. “We are so going to beat you! I’ll expect an apology and the biggest funnel cake in Wyoming after you finally slide over the finish line.”

“That’s the spirit,” Steven said, giving her a hug.

“Who knew you were as competitive as the rest of us?” Davis said, pulling her to him.

“You’re a bad influence, Davis Waterford,” she said. “If I die on this mountain, I swear I’ll come back and haunt you for the rest of your life, and it won’t be pretty!”

“You’re not going to die, babygirl. You are going to have a blast!”

All of Davis’ siblings except for Colleen and Paul joined them. Noelle was sure she’d made a huge mistake as soon as she jumped off the lift. She’d not truly expected to be taken so high up the mountain. Though she’d skied before, it had been after taking lessons, and her fate had been in her own hands.

“You know, when I was in ski class, the very first thing the instructor taught us was how to fall. And the girl next to me broke her arm the moment she hit the ground.”

“You don’t have to worry about falling, babe. You’ll be sitting down,” Davis assured her. “Even if something did happen, you wouldn’t have far to fall.”

“You just said I didn’t have to worry about falling!” Noelle protested, punching his arm.

“Of course, keep punching me and you might want to slide down the mountain on your tummy, if you get my drift.”

Excerpt #3: rated-PG-13

“What’s this?”

“I don’t know, Santa doesn’t tell me everything,” he said with a shrug.

“Well, it has your name on it,” she said, looking at the tag hanging from a ribbon.

“It does?”

Noelle rolled her eyes but giggled and played along. “Yes, see? It says Daddy.”

Taking the package from her, he read the tag. “Actually, it says for Noelle’s Daddy.”

“Same thing, go ahead and open it,” she said, tugging on her second boot.

Davis tied it and then sat next to her on the bed and opened the package. Lifting it up, he watched her eyes and saw the puzzlement in their depths.

“What is it?”

“Bells,” he said, giving the string a shake and hearing a soft chiming fill the room.

“I can hear that, but why would Santa give you bells? They’re pretty, and I guess you can hang them on the door or the tree.”

“You don’t hang them, babygirl, you wear them.”

“Wear them? How?”

“Well, not wear them exactly, you hold them.”

Noelle shrugged. “Okay, have fun with that.”

She was about to jump off the bed when he reached out and laid his hand on her arm. “Not me, you’ll hold them.” He paused and then reached down and patted her bottom. “In your pretty little bum.”

Her eyes grew huge as she looked at the silver bells. “You can’t be serious!”

“Oh, baby, I assure you I am. Now, drop those pants and panties and climb over my lap.”

“Daddy, I can’t wear those! People will hear them!”

“They’ll be muffled all tucked up inside, but, if you want to be a Grinch—”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, sliding off the bed and unfastening her jeans. “The last time you put something up my… um, anyway, it wasn’t very comfortable.”

“That’s because it was punishment,” Davis said. “This is funishment.”

“You are nuts,” she said, but he watched her tug down her clothing and saw the gleam in her eyes.

About Maggie Ryan:

USA Today and #1 International Best Selling and Multi-Award Winning Author in Victorian/ Historical, Contemporary and Western Erotic Romance

Fiction is a world that offers endless possibilities. I love to write stories that take a reader on a journey, one they can disappear into and experience what might have been or what is to come. My books are always sweet, extra spicy, and a little taboo! I hope you will curl up in your favorite chair and take the journey with me. Happy Reading!

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