Sunday, August 31, 2014

Author L.M. Brown With Merman Sex From Forbidden Waters (Mermen & Magic 1) @LMBrownAuthor @Totally_Bound #mm #mmromance #paranormal #mermen

Merman Sex… and why I took the boring route

With so many inventive ways for species who aren't entirely human to have sex, I imagine some readers may be wondering just how this particular author 's mermen get down and dirty with their other halves.  Well, I'm afraid, as the title suggests, I took the boring route when it came to mermen and sex.  That is to say, my mermen (and mermaids) only have sex when they are out of the water and in human form. 

I can hear the cries of "boring!" already.

But let me explain.

The reason I went this route is twofold.  Firstly there was the whole issue with the not quite human friskiness in Between Heaven & Hell, when angel Mac got a little too up close and personal with Alastor while he was in his demon form for some readers' comfort.  Incidentally, when that book becomes available again later this year, those scenes will no longer be in it.  But, rightly or wrongly, the reaction to that that book, and those scenes in particular, has put me off being adventurous with my mermen in a way nothing else could. 

There will be no dolphin like penises or underwater sex in either this book or the rest of the series. 

Secondly, and perhaps more importantly, my mermen having sex only on land is rather essential to the plot of Forbidden Waters. 

In the world I have created, the mer are a very sexual race and go into heat – literally – twice a year on the summer and winter solstice.  They go to land to mate and only fulfilling their deepest sexual desire can break the mating fever.  The desire can be anything and is unique to each merman and mermaid.  If the fever isn't broken then the mer person is in for an increasingly uncomfortable time. 

And that, right there, is one of the main plot lines of Forbidden Waters – what would happen to a merman if he couldn't find his release during the mating season?  For Prince Finn, heir to the sunken city of Atlantis, it is a nightmare of increasing pain, especially after he meets Kyle, a merman who could, potentially, fulfil his every desire.


To save his clan from ever-increasing shark attacks, merman Kyle seeks sanctuary for his people in the sunken city of Atlantis, even though he knows that as a homosexual merman, he will be sacrificing his own chance for love. Love finds him anyway in the form of Prince Finn, the rebellious young heir to the Atlantean throne.

When their relationship is discovered, Kyle is the one to pay the price. Banished from the oceans, he seeks shelter in England and finds a new love with human, Jake Seabrook.

For Jake, Kyle is the chance to move on from the crush he has on his straight best friend. The strange man he found naked on the beach seems to fit into his life with ease.  If only Kyle weren’t keeping secrets from him, Jake could see them having a future together.

Things are not what they seem for either of the men and when Kyle discovers the truth about Finn, he knows he must return to Atlantis.

Three men, a tangled relationship, and one chance for happiness—if they can trust enough to take it.


Kyle shook his head and was about to say something else when the sound of someone in pain drifted through his mind. He knew instinctively it was Finn and swam past the queen to the resting chamber. Queen Coral followed at his back. They found Finn curled up in Kyle’s sleeping sponge, his tail curled around him. He clutched his stomach in obvious pain.
Ignoring the queen for the moment, Kyle rushed to Finn and gathered him into his arms.
“I’m here, Finn,” Kyle murmured. “I’ve got you now.”
Finn groaned and wrapped himself round Kyle. “I hate this. The heat of the season gets worse every time. I thought it might help to be here in your home, but it didn’t. It’ll pass by the end of the day. It just hurts not to mate when the desire is so strong.”
“Damn,” Kyle swore under his breath. At twenty years of age, Finn had already gone through nearly ten mating seasons without relief. That was more than Dax and Undine had lived through combined. The pain Kyle suffered from would be nothing compared to what Finn was dealing with right now.
Kyle glared at the queen. “Do you see what your stupid rules are putting your son through?”
“This is not my fault,” the queen argued.
“Don’t fight,” Finn interrupted. “Just hold me Kyle. It’s helping.”
Kyle tightened his grip and kissed Finn on the top of his head. “I’m here now. I won’t leave you.”
Finn settled down a little and began to rub up against Kyle. He could tell what the merman was trying to do, but Finn’s efforts were in vain. Mermen simply couldn’t find release in their half-fish form. No matter how Finn mimicked the movements of the act of mating, they could never actually see it through to completion while under the water. Which meant Finn could never find relief as long as his parents held him prisoner under the waves.
“Kyle, help me,” Finn begged. “Take me to the island. Let me know you the way I need to.”
“I forbid it,” Queen Coral ordered.
Kyle ignored her and sent his next thoughts privately to Finn. “I promise this won’t happen next mating season. Next time I’ll take you with me, even if I have to kidnap you to do it.”

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L.M. Brown lives in England, in a quaint little village time doesn't seem to have touched. No, wait a minute—that's the retirement biography. Right now, she is in England in a medium sized town no one has ever heard of, so she won't bore you with the details. Keeping her company are numerous sexy men. She just wishes they weren't all inside her head.

L.M. believes there is nothing hotter or sweeter than two men in love with each other… unless it is three.

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Saturday, August 30, 2014

New #BDSM #WIP Excerpt for the Seductive Studs & Sirens Hop #gay #erotic #historical #lgbt

Hey everyone - I've been sporadic with my attendance *smacks own hand* but it's been for a good cause - I have been a writing maniac. I just turned in the first book of a new BDSM series that is a spin-off from Studio Orders in the Gin & Jazz series. It tells the stories of the men from the sadomasochism club, Hampton Road. Here is an unedited snippet - it's a bit longer than usual, but I'm trying to make up for my absence *wink*

“Come on, little Sam. Let’s get you out of those wet clothes. I’ll bring in your other ones.” Aaron frowned. “We’ll have to do some shopping this week for more.”

Sam was about to protest until he remembered how he was supposed to let Aaron take care of him, make all the decisions. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he experienced a wave of shyness. Aaron had let him use the washroom alone that morning at the hotel. But if they were going to do sex things, he would have to take off his clothes. And of course, he’d seen Aaron nude many times. As he pondered it, he realized that he’d seen Aaron more with his clothes off than with them on.

“Don’t hide your body from me. Have I ever hidden mine from you?” Aaron didn’t appear upset at all. He had that twinkle in his eye that Sam loved.


He finished unbuttoning his shirt then removed the rest of his clothing. He held them in a pile in front of him, unable to meet Aaron’s eyes. He’d never been completely naked in front of anyone before with the exception of his mother. But that had stopped when he’d been about eleven or twelve - when he’d started to grow hair on his private parts.

“You’re still hiding, Sam.”

He almost chewed his lip. Almost. Aaron had his arms outstretched, obviously wanting Sam to give him the clothes. Relinquishing the bundle to Aaron, he waited while he put them in a straw basket next to the door. When Aaron turned to gaze at his exposed body, he couldn’t stop the trembling.


Sam shook his head. The radiator that Aaron had turned on when they’d first entered had kept the room at a comfortable temperature.



“Tell me.”

“I’m embarrassed.”

Aaron arched his eyebrows. “You’ve never been naked in front of anyone, have you?”

“No. Not since I grew hair on my man parts.”

Aaron’s lip quirked. “I see. Another thing I’d like to do with you is expand your vocabulary a bit. But that can be done as we move along. You have a beautiful body, Sam. I like it very much.” He motioned to the shower. “Come on, let’s get you washed up.”

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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Author Thianna D with Breathe Each Other In - Christian & Logan's HEA #mmromance #gay #DD #BDSM #erotic #romance @the_weremouse

For Logan & Christian, one thing makes all the difference

 Breathe Each Other In
Author: Thianna D
3rd in the All They Ever Needed trilogy

While the outside world might try to undermine them, Logan and Christian’s relationship just grows stronger. In this, the final part of the All They Ever Needed trilogy, their lives take an unexpected turn.

Christian takes to heart everything he learns from Logan’s father and as he and Logan go forward in their DD relationship, he finds that he is willing to not just take on the mantle of Head of House, but to embrace it. With Logan graduating from college, Christian takes the next logical step and asks his boyfriend to move in.

Even with the stress of student teaching and trying to figure out what to do after graduation, Logan leaps at the chance to live with the man he loves. As the pressure of graduation begins to get to him, the only thing to keep him grounded is the amazing man at his side.

Those closest to them make huge changes in their own lives and when an unexpected job offer lands in Logan’s lap, the two have to make a life altering decision. No matter which way they go, they need to give something up. Play it safe and stay home or accept the job and move away from their families? When it comes to decision time, there is one thing they are not willing to part with. That one thing makes all the difference in the world.

All They Ever Needed trilogy:
     Book 1: As Natural As Breathing
     Book 2: Took My Breath Away
     Book 3: Breathe Each Other In

Enjoy this fun and sexy snippet from Christian and Logan:

Rolling Christian on to his front, Logan trailed his lips slowly downward. His lips moved softly over strong shoulders that had definitely gained definition in the last few months, across a strong back, making sure to kiss every ridge of Christian’s back bone on the way down. As he reached Christian’s buttocks, which to Logan had to be the best thing ever created, he could not resist biting.

“Fuck,” Christian barked, in a tone that sounded like it hurt and made him laugh at the same time. “Do it again.”

Grinning, Logan moved his mouth to the opposite cheek and once again bit down, not to the point of breaking the skin, but it would definitely leave a mark for a few days. The low moan from the man below him gave him satisfaction and with strong hands, he pulled Christian’s cheeks apart, kissing the puckered hole that presented itself.

“Logan,” Christian murmured, tensing up and then forcing himself to relax.


Rimming Christian might become one of his favorite ways to torture his boyfriend. Moans, gasps, cries and sounds Logan was surprised his boyfriend could even make encouraged him on as his tongue slid over the soft surface, getting to know each puckered piece of skin, the sensitivity of each area before he finally pressed his tongue forward just enough to slide inside.

“Fuck!” Christian grasped, his hips jumping. “Logan, if you’re gonna fuck me, you better do it before I cum! Ugh! That shouldn’t feel so good.”

“Sure it should,” Logan said, sitting back on his knees. “And if you want me to fuck you, up on your knees.” He snickered as Christian pulled his knees underneath him almost immediately. “Well, someone’s a bit anxious.”

“Now, now, now,” Christian begged, panting slightly.

Amused and feeling rather exultant, Logan leaned over for the condoms and lube which they had unpacked first and put near the bed. Covering his fingers with lube, he pushed one inside, moving it around easily with no tension from Christian. “Getting used to it?” he asked calmly as he quickly added a second.

“To be honest, I’ve come to enjoy the burn,” Christian admitted. “Because I know what’s coming from it.”

“Makes sense to me and from this position, I can hit your prostate easily and spank you at the same time.”

Christian looked over his shoulder with interest. “Sounds like a winner to me.”

Grinning back, Logan put on a condom and lined up, pushing slowly but steadily inside and watching the look of pleasure that filled Christian’s face as he did so. “So good,” Logan moaned as his balls bounced lightly against Christian’s. Taking a deep breath, he smacked Christian’s rump hard making him gasp.

“Oh, god, yes,” Christian moaned.

“Yes,” Logan agreed, pulling out and as he pushed back in, felt for the right angle to—

“Fuck!” Christian gasped, arching his back.

Found it. Grinning wickedly, Logan thrust slowly and evenly, passing over Christian’s prostate with every movement even as he began to swat Christian’s pearly-white backside. He hit Christian’s right side as he pulled out, his left side as he pushed in, developing a rhythm that sent Christian into an intense orgasm so quickly he was surprised. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Christian cried as his body twitched and writhed under Logan’s hands.

About the author:
 Thianna D is a writer of both het and m/m erotic romance. Most of her works include BDSM or DD. Logan and Christian brought together the domestic discipline way of life, spanking in an erotic context, and two amazing characters she loves very much. It is difficult to say goodbye to them as this is the final book in the trilogy. Thankfully she has a list of books she’s writing – that should help

To find her online, check out one of the following websites:

Author Lisabet Sarai & The Ingredients of Bliss Blog Tour #MF #BDSM #menage #romance #giveaway @Totally_Bound

It's my great pleasure to welcome author Lisabet Sarai to the blog today with all kinds of good stuff for the Ingredients of Bliss Blog Tour, a saucy BDSM MMF - yum! This new release is also part of the What's Her Secret? Imprint from Totally Bound Publishing. Read on for an extra hot excerpt, post and a fantastic giveaway!

Click HERE for the trailer to give you a first taste :-)

In Praise of Nerds
By Lisabet Sarai

Since I joined the romance authors community, I've heard a lot about alpha heroes. It's critically important, I've been led to believe, that the protagonist in an erotic romance be tall, beautiful and buff. Rugged but handsome features, broad shoulders, chiseled pectorals, powerful, muscular thighs that naturally invite musings about what lies sheltered between them - attributes like these apparently constitute the romance ideal. Our hero should also be physically strong, courageous, and generally the dominant type, though some sensitivity or a shameful secret will not be taken amiss.

Well, I don't completely buy it. I mean, a nice bod and a pretty face are not to be sneezed at. But they're not enough. Call me perverse (many people have), but I find intelligence to be the most essential aspect of a sexy hero. Furthermore, I'm willing to accept less than stellar physical qualities if my hero is a clever, imaginative, horny genius who can figure out how to get himself and his heroine out of sticky situations, and who's smart enough to understand what will truly turn her on.

I admit it. I've got a thing for nerds. When The Man from U.N.C.L.E. was popular, I had the hots for skinny, intense Ilya Kuryakin, not the dashing alpha guy Napoleon Solo. I was hopelessly in love with Mr. Spock. (After all, think about making love while in the throes of a Vulcan mind-meld.) Near the top of my sexy, romantic movie list is "Earth Girls are Easy", featuring gangly, geeky Jeff Goldblum as a brilliant alien. A more recent example of a romantic nerd is Clive Owen's short, unshaven, and amazingly ingenious character in the bank robbery thriller "Inside Man".

It's fairly easy to understand why I feel this way. Growing up, I was the egghead, the bookworm, the too-smart girl whom everyone made fun of. The only guys who could deal with me were the ones who were at least as smart as I was. They weren't on the football squad; they weren't voted Best Looking or Most Popular. But they had that something that could start my motors. It was intoxicating, yes, arousing, to have a conversation with some of these guys, especially when I got out of high school and into college. We understood each other, and I began to discover that despite their definite nerdish qualities, they were enthusiastic and innovative when it came to sex.

One of the heroes of my new novel The Ingredients of Bliss – Etienne Duvalier – is more or less an alpha (or at least, so he seems). He's got the chiseled jaw and the muscles, plus a butt to die for. He dresses in hand tailored suits and designer jeans, leather trousers and silk shirts. He's sophisticated and a bit arrogant, not too mention rich and famous, too, favorite characteristics of romance readers.

My other hero, though – Harry Sanborne – has definite nerdy qualities. He wears glasses, for one thing and can't see much without them. He's soft-spoken, mild-mannered, self-deprecating. His dress sense is appalling. Although he has a fine body, it's not that obvious, given his baggy trousers and wrinkled shirts.  His curly hair is frequently in his eyes and he always looks rumpled, as though he's just come in from a wind storm.

However, Harry has a brilliant mind, a formidable libido and a truly wicked  imagination. And although he doesn't share this information with the heroine Emily right away, he's an experienced dominant who likes nothing better than to tan a pretty girl's bottom to a bright red.

I like Etienne a lot, especially when he reveals his shameful, hidden desires. But I'm totally in love with Harry. 


One sexy French chef. One kinky American TV producer. One ambitious Chinese gal who thinks she wants them both. The ingredients of bliss? Or a recipe for disaster?

Accomplished cook Mei Lee “Emily” Wong knows exactly what she wants—her own show on the Tastes of France food channel. But life is full of complications. First, her deceptively nerdy producer, Harry Sanborne, initiates Emily into the delights of submission. Then her boss, legendary chef Etienne Duvalier, begs her to dominate him. Emily just can’t resist—especially when Harry orders her to explore her inner mistress. Suave and sexy Etienne will do whatever she asks—in the bedroom if not in the kitchen. And Harry, her lovingly diabolical Dom, adores pushing Emily’s limits.

When the network sends the trio to France to shoot a series of cooking shows on location, Emily knows her career is on the upswing. Her plans fall apart in Marseille as a Hong Kong drug syndicate kidnaps both Etienne and Harry. The Iron Hammer Triad mistakes Etienne for notorious gangster Jean Le Requin, who has stolen their drug shipment, worth millions. Emily realizes she must find the real Le Requin, retrieve the purloined dope, and bargain it for Harry’s and Etienne’s lives. The secret she’s been keeping from Harry might prove useful. Still, what chance does one woman whose knife skills are limited to chopping vegetables, have against the ruthless cruelty of two criminal organizations? 


I was about to shoot back some flippant reply, when the plane banked sharply. It swooped out over the Pacific, leaving the twinkling city behind. At the exact same moment, a furious buzzing hit my clitoris. I sucked in my breath as sudden pleasure streaked through me, lighting up every nerve.

“Oh…” Eyes screwed shut, I tensed against the tantalizing vibrations of the butterfly vibe. As we’d waited at the gate for the boarding announcement, Harry had sent me into the ladies room with instructions to strap it on under my skirt. I should have been expecting the stimulation, but I’d temporarily forgotten the fiendish device in the exhilaration of take-off. Harry always managed to catch me off guard.

“Don’t come, sweet,” he whispered. His right hand still clutched mine, but his left was hidden in his pocket, operating the controller. He ramped up the speed a notch.

I moaned and squirmed in my seat. Bolts of hot bliss shot from my clit to ignite my pussy. My nipples tingled, tight and hard against my blouse.

Harry released his grip on my hand to brush his fingertips over one swollen nub. Electric sensation rippled out from the point of contact, like liquid fire.

“Harry…please… Oh, God!” I was already close to a climax, one I knew he wouldn’t grant me yet. How could I endure it?

The oscillating toy switched modes once more, its new rhythm slower but more forceful. Better—and worse. The motions reminded me of Harry’s tongue prodding my aching bud. I clenched around emptiness, aching to be filled.

Ding! “The captain has turned off the seat belt sign. You are now free to move about the cabin. We recommend that when you are seated, you keep your seat belt fastened.”

Harry manipulated the controls. The pressure on my clit became fast and irregular. I sank into my chair, quivering and biting back my groans of ecstatic frustration. My eyes half-closed, I saw him push the attendant call button on the arm rest.

“What—ah—what are you doing?” I asked through gritted teeth.

My lover just smiled.

A stewardess appeared almost instantly. “Yes, sir?”

“Could we have a couple of blankets, please?”

The maddening buzz between my thighs threatened once more to push me over the edge. I struggled to remain still and silent as the slender Asian woman returned with two pastel bundles.  

“Thanks. When will you be serving dinner, by the way?”

“Not until we reach cruising altitude, in about forty-five minutes.”

“Great. Thank you.” He unfolded one of the blankets and draped it over his lap. “On your knees, slave,” he murmured to me. “Underneath. You know what I want.”

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About the Author

I started both writing and cooking at an early age, and I've continued to indulge both passions as I've matured. Usually I'm an improvisational cook; I'm not all that fond of following recipes, and when I do, I almost always introduce my own variations. My philosophy tends to be the more spice, the better.

You could say the same about my writing. Since the release of my debut novel Raw Silk in 1999, I've published lots of erotica and erotic romance in almost every sub-genre– more than fifty single author titles, plus dozens of short stories in various erotic anthologies, including the Lambda winner Where the Girls Are and the IPPIE Best Erotic Book of 2011, Carnal Machines. My gay scifi erotic romance Quarantine won a Rainbow Awards 2012 Honorable Mention.

I have more degrees than anyone would ever need, from prestigious educational institutions who would no doubt be deeply embarrassed by my chosen genre. Widely traveled but still with a long bucket list of places to go, I currently live in Southeast Asia with my indulgent husband and two exceptional felines, where I pursue an alternative career that is completely unrelated to my creative writing.