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Don’t Judge – Anna Lund

Have we always been so judgmental? Or is it just social media that has brought it out into the open? I see so many posts of Facebook, Twitter, forums, etc. Even overheard conversations:

“I don’t know how anyone would want to read about BDSM. Or be aroused by spanking. Or think about male/male. Or imagine age play. Etc. Etc. Etc.” Underneath these statements slithers a thread of judgement which really means, “I think there’s something wrong with that. Wrong with a person who thinks that. Feels like that. Fantasizes like that.”

I’m sure that some of the things arousing to me would turn other people off immediately.  And vice versa. To each his own, as the saying goes. I don’t happen to like mushrooms but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with those who do.

And honestly, I don’t know if we really have control over our fantasies. The same things turn me on now that did from when I was old enough to have fantasies. And for a long time I thought I was alone in those fantasies, and I did think there was something wrong with me. I’m so grateful for erotic romance because I discovered that other people had all sorts of arousing fantasies too, and I could read about them and I could write about them. And I knew it was all right.

So I would never judge anyone else for their fantasies.I write spanking romances because I think they’re fun. And they turn me on. I don’t happen to care for age-play, but that’s okay.Lots of people do. I just leave those books to the ones who do.So why does judging have to come into it?

I know I’m probably preaching to the choir here on this blog. Our readers are a pretty open-minded bunch. Do the people shooting off those snarky comments do it on purpose, or do they not even think about it?

Just the rambling thoughts I had on my walk this morning…

Anna

 

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Still Time for a Summer Lover – Anna Lund

Autumn is fast approaching. Summer always seems to fly by in a flurry of activities. Where I live in western NY summer is fleeting and we want to grab as much of the warm weather as possible. My book Summer Lover takes place in an area like this, where summers by the lake are magical and when fall comes, reality rears its lonely head. At least for our heroine, Hayley. Until her summer lover comes back again.

Summer Lover

Excerpt:

This weekend at the lake was going to be a royal waste of time.

Ethan Barrington had driven straight through from Philadelphia, anxious to get this exile over and done with. If anyone other than the Chairman of the Board, aka his grandmother, had insisted he take time off he would have bitten off their head. He had too much work to do to be stuck here on a tiny lake no one had ever heard of in upstate New York.

 He stepped into the great room of the two story cottage and was surprised not to be bombarded with the pink and purple paisley his grandmother had loved for as long as he could remember. She hadn’t mentioned she’d redecorated the place, but then, she could have done it any time in the past five years.

What the hell was he doing here? He had contracts to review and portfolios to appraise. They’d be bumping up against hard deadlines soon. He’d replied to at least a dozen urgent messages on the drive up, thankful that these new cars did everything but drive themselves. It was exciting to be expanding all their showrooms and increasing services, but it meant even more work for him. He didn’t have time for this.

Still clutching the handle of his laptop case, he looked out the bank of floor to ceiling windows that faced Barden Lake. The setting sun threw ripples of red and gold across the water. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his top button, and without thinking, crossed the room and stepped through the French doors. The sky was on fire. He’d forgotten how beautiful the sunsets were here.

This secluded cove was unique, at least for Barden Lake. Dozens of cottages ringed the lakeshore, but except for the ones directly across the wide lake, only this cottage and the one next door were visible from here.

Our own little private cove. A musical voice he hadn’t heard in years whispered in his ear with the memory.

He was so engrossed in the setting sun, it was a moment before he noticed the movement off to the side in the water. With the sun low and behind her, all he could make out was a woman’s silhouette rising from the lake.

The water shimmered around her and each step revealed more of her breathtaking body. Water cascaded over her shoulders and down her chest. Her full breasts bounced with each step and he sucked in his breath when he caught a glimpse of her nipples. Her waist dipped in above nicely rounded hips, leading to long, trim legs. His eyes zeroed in on the wet curls at the juncture of her thighs and all his blood shot south.

Her body glistened as the drops of water on her skin picked up the remaining rays of the sun. He could tell the exact moment she noticed him standing there, staring at her like a voyeur. She stumbled a little as she stepped out of the lake onto the grassy shore, but she didn’t screech or call out to him or dive for cover behind the lone maple tree that marked the boundary between the two properties. Instead, she lifted her chin and sauntered slowly over to the large towel lying at the base of the tree.

He barely caught a glimpse of her face, but a memory of soft red hair with gold highlights, sparkling green eyes and a wide, sassy smile slapped into his brain. Could it be…?

His heart raced. Of course, it was. It couldn’t be anyone else. Hadn’t some part of him hoped he’d still find her here?

Ethan’s mouth watered as she slowly bent down to pick up the towel. Did she purposely turn so her tempting ass faced him? Was she teasing him? Or mooning him? Or begging for the slap of his hand? Whichever, he was now hard and hurting as he continued to watch her. There was no way in hell he could turn away now.

She didn’t bother drying herself off as she straightened and wrapped the large beach towel around her body. A ridiculous sigh of disappointment escaped his lips when she was covered. Her long wet hair flowed down her back like a waterfall and he wanted to run his fingers through it.

Then she turned to face him and the memories washed over him like that waterfall. Five years later, he still remembered her perfectly. Remembered every single sensation. Every cry of passion and need. Every touch and lick, every suck and slap of flesh against flesh.

You can still enjoy a sexy, emotional Summer Lover before the weather turns chilly.

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Anna

 

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Do You Need a Good Spanking? – Anna Lund

A spanking scene that is? When I first started writing erotic romance, I never really thought of spankings as a thing. I’d written spankings into some of my sex scenes, of course, but never really thought of writing spankings for their own sake until I began to write for Blushing Books (which has a beautiful new website!) I don’t write too many spanking scenes that don’t end up with sex, but I thought I’d share one today that does, and it’s one of my favorites. It’s from Taming Serena, book #2 in my Norian Masters series.

Taming Serena

Excerpt:

Serena’s eyes met Micah’s, her heart pounding. He ran his palm over her bottom and even though she was nervous, she couldn’t help but notice the way his huge hand covered her, heated her.  An evil grin spread across his face and she shivered. How could she be growing damp when he was threatening her?

His other hand was still wrapped around her wrist, the pressure strong but not painful. Micah’s anger reverberated in the air around them. She’d stowed away knowing he was not going to be happy to find her here, but how could she have possibly known that simply being on the ship would be dangerous?

Micah said they could have been killed because of her selfishness. She supposed she did deserve to be punished for that, but to just lay her body over his strong legs? To offer herself to him for punishment without any resistance? That just didn’t seem right.

His gaze burned into her. The thought of struggling against him heated her even further. What was wrong with her? She didn’t want him overpowering her. She didn’t want to be stripped naked. She didn’t want him binding her arms and legs. How could she possibly want that?

But somehow just the thought of all of these things had her woman’s spot quivering and tingling. She tore her eyes away from him and let her gaze bounce around the small cockpit as if there was something there that could save her from her fate.

She was a princess. The future queen of the entire planet of Vanya. She should behave as one, with dignity and pride. But if she didn’t resist, she would be surrendering.

He squeezed her wrist. “Last chance to make this easy, Princess.”

Instinct had her tugging against the hold he had on her. She should have known it would have been no use. Micah gave one strong tug and she found herself draped over his hard, firm thighs. She let out a surprised cry but before she had a chance to react, he pressed one hand onto the small of her back and she was held there as securely as if she was bound with rope. Her hands were free, yes, but what good would it do to wave them around in the air? And she could kick, but her feet wouldn’t reach him so what good would that do? She was well and truly trapped.

Her breath was coming in rapid pants. Her heart thudded. Serena tried to relax, to calm her breathing. She told herself to let Micah do what he would. Better to get it over with since protesting would do no good. But when his other hand began to stroke up her bare legs and the shivers ran along her skin, she couldn’t stop from wriggling in response.

He simply continued on in his usual calm way, pushing the long skirts of her light-weight dress higher with each stroke of his palm. A cool rush of air hit her bare bottom and she knew he’d easily uncovered her completely. It was her own fault. She’d dressed that morning with seduction on her mind, donning a lightweight dress and the barest of panties.

But this scenario had never crossed her mind.

He chuckled. “How kind of you to wear this style of underwear which leaves the spankable parts of your ass bare for me.”

She wriggled again. She couldn’t stop it. Micah gave her one quick slap to get her attention. She was surprised it barely hurt.

“Do you understand why I am going to spank you, Your Highness?”

She looked at him over her shoulder, swallowing before she replied. “You are punishing me.”

He was so big, his arms thick with muscles, his hands huge as they held her down. “And why do I need to punish you?”

The words came out in a rush. “You don’t. Really. Micah, I’ll be good. I promise.”

Another quick slap. A little harder this time, but it only stung a little bit. “Serena, why do I need to punish you?”

She sighed and dropped her head down. Her long hair curtained her face. She really didn’t want to see the disappointment on his face or watch him deliver the spanking. “Because I was selfish and almost got us killed.”

His palm rested hot and heavy on her bottom. “Good. I wanted to make sure you understood before I started.” He stroked her lightly as he spoke, his voice low, slow, smooth. She shivered some more.

“I’m not going to lie. This is going to hurt,” he went on. “I know you’ll struggle. I know you won’t be able to stop from shouting out or crying and that’s all right. I don’t expect anything else. But all the same, I don’t want you to try to hurt me or for you to try to get off my lap until I’m finished with your punishment. Do you understand?”

Her brain had begun to whirl after he told her it was going to hurt. Of course, she knew it would hurt but to have him state it in such a calm, matter-of-fact way sent the blood pulsing through her ears. The whoosh blocked out the rest of his words.

“I’m scared,” she whispered.

Micah sighed. He sounded sad. “I know. It will be over soon. Just remember you brought this on yourself. The next time you want to act before you think of the consequences, I hope you will remember how you feel now.”

Serena nodded. The blood was starting to run to her head as it hung down and she was getting a headache. Or it might have been the fear making her head pound. “Just get it over with.” She placed her hands on the floor and braced herself.

The next slap felt nothing like the previous ones. The biting pain as his huge hand met her bare bottom made her squeal. The sharp sound of the slap was just as surprising. Her skin burned. Micah brushed his hand lightly over her bottom before giving her another smack. She squealed again and kicked out her legs.

Soon Serena was sobbing as he continued to hold her down with one hand and spank her with the other. She cried out his name. She begged him to stop. She promised him anything if only he would stop.

But Micah made no acknowledgement that he heard her or that he even cared.

Her bottom throbbed and burned but he kept on spanking her. She wriggled on his lap, unable to stop from instinctively trying to get away from him. Her hands hurt from pounding her fists on the floor. She kicked her feet wildly in the air. Her screams had died down to ragged sobs. He kept spanking her with hard, rhythmic strikes.

It felt like hours before he finally stopped but she knew it had been only minutes. Still she hurt and she couldn’t stop crying. Micah began to softly stroke her burning cheeks with the hand that had been striking her only moments before. As her sobs quieted, she could hear him murmuring something. She couldn’t understand the words. They must have been in the language of his childhood, but they had a soothing sound.

Then his hands slid up to grasp her shoulders. “You can get up now, Your Highness.”

She sniffed and let him pull her up. Before she knew it she was curled up in his lap. “It hurts,” she whimpered. Her bottom burned but she snuggled close, soaking in the comfort that overrode the hurt.

“I know.” Micah put his arms around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. He pulled open a drawer within easy reach and took out a soft cloth. After he silently wiped the tears from her cheeks, she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck. “It’s over. You did very well.”

She was surprised how such a big man, who could deliver such a bruising punishment, could also be so gentle. Serena didn’t expect his praise to make her feel so good. Micah ran his hand over her back in soothing circles.

“I really am sorry I put us in danger,” she murmured, her lips brushing his skin.

“I know.” He stroked her hair back from her damp face. “I hope I don’t have to punish you again.” He caught her chin and drilled her with his serious gaze. “But I will if I have to.”

Serena nodded. She shifted on his lap and she felt him grow larger and harder beneath her. Her bottom still felt as if it was on fire, but her woman’s spot tingled as well and she didn’t want to move from the comfort of his embrace.

But when he lifted her off his lap, he made no sign that he wanted her. Did he think she didn’t notice his arousal? Did he think she didn’t want him after he’d punished her? That was definitely not the case, if anything, she wanted him more.

So how about you? Do you need a good spanking scene? If so, pick up any one of my Blushing Books releases and get your spanking fix.

Anna

 

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Coming July 1st – Learning Her Curves by Anna Lund

It doesn’t happen very often – a story that practically writes itself. I have to admit this coworkers-to-lovers, big-girl heroine, kinky-sex, spanking romance only took me a couple of weeks to write. The characters emerged full-blown – the smart, sassy plus-sized heroine who’d been jaded by too many one-night stands. The good-guy hero who turned alpha when she talked down about her body.They had the sexy banter down from the get go and I felt as if I was just along for the ride.

Unfortunately, all my stories don’t come that easily, but thank goodness this one did. And on July 1st, you can catch Meredith and Sam’s sexy, emotional story and go along for the ride.

Learning Her Curves

Excerpt:

Delightful shivers danced along her skin and she leaned in close, placed her hand on his shoulder. “Okay, Sam. What are we doing here?”

He leaned in even closer. “Getting to know each other a little better?”

The scent of spicy musk reached her over the smells of booze and perfume in the air around them, and she took a big whiff. He smelled great. “Are you hitting on me, Sam?”

“I’d hoped the hitting on was mutual.”

It was hard to resist a guy who made her laugh. Especially a hot guy who made her laugh and squirm on her seat, even an uncomfortable seat. But from prior experience, she knew a hot guy like Sam wouldn’t want her for more than a one-night stand. “We have to see each other at work.” Life could get awkward fast.

“I know.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Those guys are leaving. Want to grab that booth?”

“Yes!”

He laughed, grabbed her arm and snagged the back booth before anyone else noticed it was free. She scooted onto the bench seat and instead of taking the seat on the opposite side of the table, Sam slid in beside her. Between the two of them—one big and tall, one big and wide—they took up most of the space.

“I hope you don’t mind if I sit beside you,” Sam said softly. “We can talk without shouting across the table and besides, now I can do this without drawing too much attention.” He placed his hand on her knee, then began to slide it slowly up her bare thigh until he reached the edge of the hem of her dress. Her sex quivered in anticipation and he wasn’t even close to her center.

Two could play that game. Meredith put her hand on his thigh. It was so hot and hard. But his leg was covered by fabric and that was so not fair.

Her mind was whirling with the implications of what was happening here tonight. She’d been stood up by one guy but now was getting up close and personal with a coworker. A totally hot coworker who at this moment was sneaking his fingers underneath her dress. She slid her hand up at little closer to his groin.

“It’s your turn,” she said, her voice a little breathless.

His slow slide up her thigh stopped and he gently squeezed her flesh. “My turn?”

She settled in closer, shoulders touching, thighs rubbing, hands a little hungry for more. “For another bad-date story. Surely there was someone worse than the greedy woman who just wanted you to buy her food for the next week.”

Sam smiled and resumed his voyage beneath her dress. The waves of arousal swimming through her system grew larger and more insistent. She was glad she hadn’t worn a tight dress, she’d hate to have missed the feeling of Sam’s fingers stroking her inner thigh.

The waitress came and they ordered another round of drinks. This would have to be her last one, and then she’d have to get some food in her stomach. Her head was whirling slightly but it was more from the sexy man beside her and the intimate way he was touching her, than from the alcohol.

Meredith shifted in the much-more-comfortable seat, dropping her leg to the side to give his fingers better access. She barely worried about what he thought about her fleshy thigh. The liquor had apparently done a good job of lowering her inhibitions.

“There was the woman who took her cat with us on our date,” he said. “The furry thing was curled up in her lap the entire time. She petted it and talked to it for the entire drive down the coast. I might as well have been their chauffeur.”

“Maybe she was afraid you were going to try to get in her lap and she wanted protection.” She laughed louder when the thought hit her. “Wait. Ha! She was petting her pussy so you couldn’t.”

Sam joined in her laughter. His fingers had made it to the edge of her panties. Any worries she had about her thick thighs went flying from her mind when he skimmed a finger down the wet center.

Mark your calendar for July 1st! Then enjoy the ride!

Anna

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Summer Lover Coming May 18th by Anna Lund

I’m excited to announce that my third spanking romance with Blushing Books will be released on May 18th. This one is not part of my Norian Masters world, but a stand alone romance with a lake cottage setting perfect for curling up with on a lazy afternoon. And getting you in the mood for a hot summer night.

Unofficial Blurb:

Ethan and Hayley were summer lovers until the year Ethan didn’t come back to the lake. Now, after a health scare, the workaholic CEO has returned for the weekend, under orders to relax. He thought the trip was going to be a waste of time until he sees Hayley again. He soon realizes she’s what’s been missing from his life.

Hayley never stopped loving Ethan. They pick up where they left off, kissing, bantering and enjoying fun spankings that lead to hot sex. But he’s a city boy and she’d never leave her cottage by the lake. Ethan has a plan that might give them both what they want – or break them up forever.

Here’s a little excerpt to tease you:

Still clutching the handle of his laptop case, he looked out the bank of floor to ceiling windows that faced Barden Lake. The setting sun threw ripples of red and gold across the water. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his top button, and without thinking, crossed the room and stepped through the French doors. The sky was on fire. He’d forgotten how beautiful the sunsets were here.

This secluded cove was unique, at least for Barden Lake. Dozens of cottages ringed the lakeshore, but except for the ones directly across the wide lake, only this cottage and the one next door were visible from here.

Our own little private cove. A musical voice he hadn’t heard in years whispered in his ear with the memory.

He was so engrossed in the setting sun, it was a moment before he noticed the movement off to the side in the water. With the sun low and behind her, all he could make out was a woman’s silhouette rising from the lake.

The water shimmered around her and each step revealed more of her breathtaking body. Water cascaded over her shoulders and down her chest. Her full breasts bounced with each step and he sucked in his breath when he caught a glimpse of her nipples. Her waist dipped in above nicely rounded hips, leading to long, trim legs. His eyes zeroed in on the wet curls at the juncture of her thighs and all his blood shot south.

Her body glistened as the drops of water on her skin picked up the remaining rays of the sun. He could tell the exact moment she noticed him standing there, staring at her like a voyeur. She stumbled a little as she stepped out of the lake onto the grassy shore, but she didn’t screech or call out to him or dive for cover behind the lone maple tree that marked the boundary between the two properties. Instead, she lifted her chin and sauntered slowly over to the large towel lying at the base of the tree.

He barely caught a glimpse of her face, but a memory of soft red hair with gold highlights, sparkling green eyes and a wide, sassy smile slapped into his brain. Could it be…?

His heart raced. Of course, it was. It couldn’t be anyone else. Hadn’t some part of him hoped he’d still find her here?

Ethan’s mouth watered as she slowly bent down to pick up the towel. Did she purposely turn so her tempting ass faced him? Was she teasing him? Or mooning him? Or begging for the slap of his hand? Whichever, he was now hard and hurting as he continued to watch her. There was no way in hell he could turn away now.

She didn’t bother drying herself off as she straightened and wrapped the large beach towel around her body. A ridiculous sigh of disappointment escaped his lips when she was covered. Her long wet hair flowed down her back like a waterfall and he wanted to run his fingers through it.

Then she turned to face him and the memories washed over him like that waterfall. Five years later, he still remembered her perfectly. Remembered every single sensation. Every cry of passion and need. Every touch and lick, every suck and slap of flesh against flesh.

His mouth might have been watering only a moment ago, but as she crossed the lawn and climbed the steps to join him on the deck, his throat was so dry he couldn’t say a word. Water continued to stream from her hair and skin. The towel caught some of it, but water soon pooled on the floor at her feet. The sun had almost met the horizon and Ethan wished he could see if the green of her eyes was still as deep as he remembered.

“You’re early.” She sounded more than a little annoyed. Was it really just because he was early? Or that he’d showed up here at all?

“Hello, Hayley.” He fought a smile and kept his voice level. “You’re looking good.”

When I get the cover and official blurb, I’ll be sure to share them with you. In the meantime, mark your calendar for May 18th, or like my FB page.  https://www.facebook.com/annalundauthor/ to get more information.

Anna

http://www.annalundauthor.com

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Norian Masters book #1 only 99 cents! by Anna Lund

With a brand new, gorgeous cover and an updated title, Binding Hanna, book #1 in my new Norian Masters series with Blushing Books, is available for only 99 cents!  Isn’t the cover beautiful!?

Binding Hanna

Blurb:

Hanna does not hesitate in her duty to protect her princess when they are captured by slave traders. Despite fighting for her freedom, she is overcome and finds herself bound and chained on a spaceship headed for the sex planet Noria, fated to become sex slave to the king.

A mercenary for hire, her sexy, dominant captor Jarrod’s job is to deliver her to the king – and to keep his hands off her. But soon the pull of desire to both rescue and enslave her is as powerful as the chains that bind Hanna. Although their passion is forbidden, he can’t resist showing her the erotic ways of master and slave, pain and pleasure, spankings and strict obedience.

Hanna vows to find a way to make the best of her new situation, but when she falls for Jarrod, how could any other master ever be enough? And now that Jarrod is as much a captive to the feisty Hanna as she is to him, he knows he has to find a way to break her free.

Excerpt:

Her eyes were shadowed now. His words had burned out the hope that had started to kindle within her. He refused to feel guilty. She needed to know the truth.

But perhaps he could give her another kind of hope.

Before he could talk himself out of it, he reached out to test the weight of one of her fine breasts. She stared at him as it rested heavy in his palm. He swept his thumb across the sunberry-red nipple and it beaded tightly from his touch. “It is not a bad life, Princess. You will surely receive your share of pleasure.”

“It will be no pleasure if I am chained and at my Master’s mercy.”

“No?” There was no cloth as a barrier this time as Jarrod kneaded the firm flesh of her breast. No excuse to touch her but his own raging need. He told himself that he wasn’t really enjoying this slave without permission. He wouldn’t take any pleasure from it. He was simply instructing her. The king would thank him if he knew.

He pinched her nipple and rolled it with his fingers. She gasped and arched into his grasp. She had a responsive body. That would help. “This is not a pleasure? Or this?” He slid his other hand across her stomach and down to the patch of curls between her thighs. The folds of her sex were not too slick, but as he played with the sensitive flesh, her moisture flowed. “Ah, but your body recognizes pleasure. In this life, Princess, you must learn to take your pleasure where you can find it.”

“I can’t!” she cried, but she gasped when he plunged a finger deep into her core.

“Yes, you can.” The chains rattled as he slid between her and the wall. “I’ll show you.” He wrapped his arms around her, nestling her ass against his throbbing cock. He reminded himself that this time was not for his pleasure. All he wanted to do was give this new slave some hope for tomorrow.

She struggled briefly, but stilled as he began to stroke her soft skin. He wrapped one arm around her waist and with the other he began to explore her body. Her skin was softer than any he’d ever touched. The women he’d taken pleasure with had lived lives as hard as he had. He’d never held a soft, pampered, innocent woman in his arms before.

“You have a body made for pleasure,” he whispered, brushing his face against her silky hair. He slid his hand along her abdomen, heading again for that soft patch of curls. She moaned and leaned back, draping her body over his. Her head dropped back, her long hair flowing over his shoulder and brushing against his bare back. He’d never felt anything like it.  

If you love bondage stories or spanking stories or erotic love stories in a sci-fi world where there are new rules for man and woman, master and slave, love and sex, you might want to give Binding Hanna a try. At 99 cents you don’t have much to lose. And if then you want more of the Norian Masters world, you don’t have to wait for book #2! Taming Serena is available  now too! (and I can’t resist sharing the beautiful cover for this one too!)

Taming Serena

Binding Hanna is a sexy emotional erotic science fiction romance with bondage and spanking. And it’s only 99 cents. Find Binding Hanna here!

Anna

www.annalundauthor.com

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Happy Valentine’s Day! – Anna Lund

I’m just getting over a really lousy cold – so I haven’t been feeling very sexy – at all! Romance was the last thing on my mind while I was coughing and sneezing and avoiding my hubby so I didn’t spread my germs to him.

So it’s Valentine’s Day today and I’m feeling much better, thank goodness. But I’m still not feeling very sexy or romantic. I have to to do something, quick! Guess I need to pick up an sexy romance to get the juices flowing again!

What are you doing this Valentines’ Day?

Anna
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Excerpt:Mastering Hanna by Anna Lund – Natasha Moore

Hanna does not hesitate in her duty to protect her princess when they are captured by slave traders. Despite fighting for her freedom, she is overcome and finds herself bound and chained on a spaceship headed for the sex planet Noria, fated to become sex slave to the king.

A mercenary for hire, her sexy, dominant captor Jarrod’s job is to deliver her to the king – and to keep his hands off her. But soon the pull of desire to both rescue and enslave her is as powerful as the chains that bind Hanna. Although their passion is forbidden, he can’t resist showing her the erotic ways of master and slave, pain and pleasure, spankings and strict obedience.

Hanna vows to find a way to make the best of her new situation, but when she falls for Jarrod, how could any other master ever be enough? And now that Jarrod is as much a captive to the feisty Hanna as she is to him, he knows he has to find a way to break her free.

MasteringHanna

Excerpt:

He walked around her, determined to put off touching her for as long as possible, since that seemed to be what she craved. Unfortunately, he yearned to touch her just as much. When he stood behind her, the pale globes of her ass called to him. He reached out with a flat hand and slapped her hard on the cheek of her ass.

She yelped and jumped, twisting around to look at him. He grasped her shoulders and turned her back around, facing away from him. “Stand still. Keep your shoulders straight.” He slapped the other cheek. “And no talking.”

He got into a rhythm then, using his hand to spank her over and over again. If he’d had rope to tie her arms, he could have used the belt on her ass. As it was, his hand began to sting, but that was just as well. It was a reminder to him that this was her first time and he didn’t want to hurt her. Not too much.

He alternated soft strokes and hard strikes, keeping her off balance, so she never knew which would be next. Her whimpers gradually changed to soft moans, but when she pushed her ass into his hand, he knew she was enjoying this as much as he was. Her skin turned an attractive red and the sight inflamed his desire even more.

As soon as both cheeks were glowing and warm to the touch, he stopped spanking. He stepped back and enjoyed the sight. Her moan of disappointment made him grin. When he noticed her squirming beneath his gaze, he quickly kicked her bare feet apart.

“No. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself in any way. That is your Master’s responsibility. If he wants to allow it. If you deserve to receive pleasure.” He circled around to face her again. “Remember, your only responsibility is to please your Master.”

He could tell she was aching to speak, but kept her tongue. A deep breath, which made her breasts pop out even further, was all that betrayed her frustration. He was glad he didn’t have to gag her. He had plans for that mouth.

He released his cock from his pants and began to stroke the throbbing flesh. Her gaze zeroed in on his fist as he slid his hand up and down the rigid shaft. Her eyes widened. He wondered if she’d even seen a cock before. A sharp twinge of guilt for taking her innocence twisted in his chest. He reminded himself that he was a trainer, not really her Master. He’d merely be the first of many. She’d be servicing cocks for the rest of her life.

The painful twist didn’t go away, but the rising pressure from his hand on his cock finally overrode it. He let the princess watch a little longer, to get the idea of what she’d be required to do. Spikes of need shot through him and he abruptly released his cock. Enough of this.

Jarrod roughly pressed down on her shoulders with both hands. “On your knees, slave.”

The princess dropped to her knees. Her shoulders were hunched forward, her arms still tightly pulled together from elbow to wrist, pointing straight down. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on those overflowing breasts, but he was going to put her mouth to work first.

“Open, slave,” he growled and tapped her cheek with his rigid cock. She parted her lips wide and he slid into her hot mouth. Incredible. He plunged in as far as he could go, until he touched the back of her throat and she gagged. He let up a little, but kept himself firmly set in her mouth.

“Look at me.” She raised her eyes to him and the sight she made, on her knees with her mouth full of his cock, nearly made him come right then and there. “Have you ever done this before, slave?”

She shook her head slightly and Jarrod felt the pull on his cock. “Your Master will want you to take him as deep as you can. You’ll get used to it. For now do your best.”

She nodded and began to move over his cock, sliding her wet lips over his skin. Gods, it was amazing, the sensations that swept across his body. He threaded his fingers through her silky hair and held onto her head, guiding her rhythm, plunging a little deeper with each thrust.

The pressure started building too fast. Jarrod pulled all the way out before he was too close to stop. He wasn’t ready to come yet. He planned to enjoy this slave in many other ways before he was done.

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Natasha Moore
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Anna Lund
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Cover Reveal-Mastering Hanna by Anna Lund – by Natasha Moore

MasteringHanna

Isn’t it great? Mastering Hanna, a sci-fi erotic romance will be released under my Anna Lund pen name. I’m excited to be working with Blushing Books and am working on what I hope will be book #2 in a new series.

Blurb – Mastering Hanna
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When the women of Vanya are captured by slave traders, Hanna does not hesitate in her duty to protect her princess. Despite fighting for her freedom, she is overwhelmed and suddenly finds herself on a spaceship—chained, helpless, hurtling through space, fated to become sex slave to the King of Noria.

But fate is thwarted by her sexy, dominant captor Jarrod, an escapee from the tranium mines, mercenary for hire. His job—to see that the king gets his slave. But he is as much a captive to Hanna as she to him. The pull of desire—desire to both rescue and enslave her—is as powerful as the chains that bind Hanna.

Although this is a forbidden passion, Jarrod is helpless to resist the charms of this beautiful, willful slave and shows her the erotic ways of master and slave, pain and pleasure, spankings and strict obedience. Hanna vows to make the best of her new situation, and learns her slave lessons well. When she falls for Jarrod, she knows that no other master will do. Where ever he goes in the universe, she knows she must follow.

Will Hanna and Jarrod’s conflicting responsibilities keep them apart forever, or will their passion overcome any obstacle the universe puts in their path to happiness?

Mastering Hanna will be released October 31st!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com
www.annalundauthor.com

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Introducing Anna Lund! by Natasha Moore

As Natasha Moore, I haven’t been writing much erotic romance lately. I’ve been focusing on my contemporary royal romances with a little beach romance thrown in on the side. I love these books, but I also enjoy writing the really sexy, out there kinds of romance, and I didn’t want to give that up. I’ve signed a contract with Blushing Books, a long-established erotic romance publisher and we decided I should go with a new pen name

Say hello to Anna Lund!

People often ask how I come up with a pen name, so I thought I’d answer that right off the bat. Anna was the name my second child was going to be…if he’d been a girl. But the name never was used, so I thought it was a good time to use it now. Lund is a shortened version of my real life maiden name. So Anna Lund it is.

I’m just beginning to set up my social media accounts. I don’t have a website up yet, but I do have a Facebook author page if you want to “like” it. I’m going to keep the pen names separate, but there’s no reason to keep the connection a secret.

My first Anna Lund book should be coming out within the next month or so. I’ll share the cover and the official release date once I have them. Right now I’m having fun writing the next book in the series.

Check back here for more news on both Natasha Moore and Anna Lund. And I’ll keep writing!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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