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Safe Sex and Magical Condoms

If you’ve read any of my books, you might have noticed that I rarely leave out the mention of birth control, particularly prior to the first love scene. There are two reasons for this. One, I think it adds a necessary realism. Yeah, I know I’m creating a fantasy with my books, but when it comes to most of my characters, safe sex is something they do take into consideration before tripping the mattress fantastic. So it makes sense for them to address it. My second reason for including it is because I feel a certain responsibility when it comes to my writing. Yes, my books are meant for adult readers, but I’m fully aware that there are probably plenty of readers under the age of eighteen who read my books too. Hey, I remember sneaking my dog-eared copy of Bertrice Small’s Skye O’Malley into my tenth grade history class and trying to pass it off as research. Side note: If you’re reading this, Mrs. Hadley, that really was for research. Really.

When it comes down to it, regardless of the age of my reader, I’d like to think my characters are someone you can relate to. As women–and for those men out there reading this too–we’ve all been faced with choices when it comes to sex. Why wouldn’t these same issues pop up in our fictional worlds? Even if that world happens to be on a planet light years away from Earth, or populated with hunky werewolves. But I’m curious what y’all think. Does it matter to you if safe sex is or isn’t used by your favorite characters? Does it ruin the fantasy or draw you out of the story in any way? Inquiring minds want to know!

And because I’d be remiss in not pimping my upcoming release a bit, here’s a little teaser scene from Lover Enraptured featuring a magical condom. Because who says safe sex can’t be fun AND sexy. 😉

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Exclusive excerpt:

If this was all that she could have of Jerrick, would it be enough?

He leaned over her, the personification of a lifetime of longing wrapped up in an achingly beautiful package. And she had her answer.

No force on Aurion would give her the strength to walk away from this moment. Away from him. Her heart, her body, they’d always belonged to him. There was no fighting her destiny. She cupped his face, stroking the beloved planes of his cheekbones with reverence.

He sipped at her lips, his thighs coaxing hers wider. “I want to feel you wet and clasping tight around me. I promise I’ll weave the sheath before I come.”

It took a moment to grasp his meaning. “You can make a magical condom?” The notion almost made her giggle.

He grinned. “One of the perks of being a Maddoc.”

His shaft furrowed along her slit, splendidly fat and rigid, and she sighed in pleasure. Well hello there, second big perk of being a Maddoc fae.

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A Sneak Peek!

One of my favorite parts of writing is when I get to revisit characters that I’ve come to love in past books. Right now I’m working on edits for Lover Enraptured, the second installment of my Thieves of Aurion series. As I’ve been working on this book, I’ve been reminded all over again why Jerrick and Avily have been sitting in the back of my mind for the past few years, screaming to have their story told. I love characters who have smoking hot chemistry that they’re trying to resist. It makes their eventual downfall that much sweeter. 😉 Although this book doesn’t come out until August, I thought I’d give y’all a sneak peek with a little unedited excerpt and the ridiculously hot cover.

The knob turned and the next instant Jerrick pushed inside the cramped space of the bathroom. Avily caught his reflection in the looking glass. His stunned, sucker punched expression was almost worth donning the skimpiest dress known to womankind.


She frowned at him, ninety-nine percent certain that wasn’t so much a word he’d produced as the sound of him swallowing his tongue. “It’s okay, you can say it. I look ridiculous.”

He snapped his mouth shut and cleared his throat before attempting to speak again. “Not what I was going to say at all.”

“No? Then how would you phrase it? Stupid? Silly? Skanky? I’m sure I can come up with a few more S words if you give me a moment.”


She chuffed a humorless laugh. “Good one.” She would have tossed out another flippant comment but the heat in his eyes dried it to dust in her mouth.

He continued looking at her, really looking at her, in a way he’d never done before. As if he liked what he saw. No, craved what he saw. To the point that he wanted to sink his teeth straight into her for a leisurely meal.

Her turn to gulp. “Jer?”

The timid, uncertain quake in her voice seemed to jog him from his hypnotic fascination with her scantily clothed body. The mask of cool blandness he’d perfected over the years slipped back in place. “The dress will work out fine.”

“I don’t know. I can’t even tie it up properly.”

“Here, I’ll get it.”

Before she could protest or swat him away, he stepped behind her and gripped the laces. “Tell me if I’m doing it too tight.”

“I want it snug so I don’t fall out of the damn thing.”

“Yeah, that’d be a pity.”

She snapped her gaze to the looking glass, but his lowered profile revealed nothing regarding that crack. She opened her mouth to demand an explanation, and squeaked like she’d been goosed when he tugged on the laces without adequate warning.

Now I know how a sausage feels. Attempting to retain enough oxygen in her lungs to breathe, she sucked in her tummy. Any air trapped there apparently migrated up into her bosom because it plumped like it’d been inflated with helium. Jerrick’s motions stalled for a second, his scrutiny glued to her cleavage. Catching her suspicious squint in the looking glass, he returned his attention to the ties. His knuckles brushed her skin with each pass of the leather through the metal grommets. As he ventured closer to the top of the dress, the lessening slack of the laces meant more chances for his fingers to linger on her goose pebbled flesh. By the time he pulled the final lace ends together her knees were trembling.

Jerrick’s warm hands slid upward and rested on either side of her neck. “You’re shaking.”

“In case you didn’t notice, this dress offers less coverage that a washcloth. I’m cold.”

“No, I definitely noticed.”

She assumed he was referring to the inadequacies of her apparel, until she noticed he was staring fixedly at her nipples. The combination of her arousal and the chill in the room had stiffened the little buggers to hard points behind the crimson leather. He met her eyes again and the sultriness brewing in his irises knocked the remaining air from her diaphragm.

“Tell me touch you.” Gravel rode rough shod over his voice. “Same as you did before.”

“You’ve been touching me for the past five minutes.” Something the slickened state of her panties was all too happy to remind her of.

“You know that isn’t how you want me to touch you. How I’m dying to touch you.” His fingertips trailed over her collarbone, flirted with the upper curve of her breast.

Her eyes fluttering shut, she gave in to a wispy exhale. “Don’t you dare die before you grope me properly.”

“Good girl.” His whiskered jaw caressed the side of her face just as his hand coasted lower and cupped her breast. “That sounds suspiciously like something a dominatrix would say to her sub. Although I suspect she’d back up the reprimand with a stinging bite from her flogger.”

“Trust me, if I’d had one handy, I would have gladly cracked you across the ass.”

His smoky laugh brought new meaning to the term oral sex. Because gods knew, listening to it could trigger an orgasm. He nibbled her earlobe, each tiny nip provoking a pulsing throb through her clit. “You never know. I might enjoy it.”

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