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Sunday, 6 September 2020

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Read an excerpt from my latest story Releasing Aileana and check out the Highland Rescue page for more highland fun!

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Romance, Multiple Partners, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Paranormal, Shape-shifter, MFM, HEA]

Aileana Duncan just wants a peaceful life away from her evil brother. When shifters from a rival pack take her hostage, she knows she needs to escape before she can be used as a pawn against her brother.

Wallace Stirling is the alpha of the Stirling pack and CEO of Highland Rescue. Tired of watching his friends and pack members find their mates, he longs for a woman of his own. When she turns out to be the sister of his greatest enemy, Wallace must choose between love and justice.

Dougal McKendrick is the alpha of the McKendrick Pack, and allies with Wallace. He is shocked to discover they share a rightful mate. No one knows how two packs can share an alpha female, but that isn’t there only problem.

With a spy in the ranks and Aileana’s brother bent on revenge, can they make their relationship work? Or is the divide between their packs just too great?



 STORY EXCERPT

“If you behave, I will untie you,” Fraser said to Aileana.

She just glared at him and turned her back. She wasn’t planning on behaving and was going to make sure the Alpha knew just how annoyed she was.

She walked over to the massive fireplace and looked down at the flames, letting their gentle crackle soothe her anger.

“Murry, Fraser, Euan,” a deep voice said from behind her, “welcome back. Who have you brought me?”

Aileana turned to face the alpha and stilled. He was magnificent and her entire body tingled with arousal. His sharp blue eyes stared back at her as she looked him over. He had long dark brown hair, tied back, and was clean shaven. He was tall and solid with muscle that wasn’t very well hidden under the dark grey suit he wore. Aileana thought he looked to be about mid-forties, but he was in great shape.

She couldn’t peel her eyes away from him as he walked closer. She stepped back when he started to growl. Fraser walked in front of her as the growling deepened.

The alpha let out a mighty roar and shoved Fraser aside. Aileana startled in fright and would have fallen back into the fire if the alpha hadn’t grabbed her and dragged her away.

“What the fuck, Wallace?” Murry yelled, rushing forward. “She is an innocent.”

He ripped the alpha away from her and flung him away. That only made the alpha madder, as he sprung back to his feet and charged forward. She wasn’t sure what had set him off, but she knew it had something to do with her.

“Mine,” the alpha yelled. He charged at Murry with a look of rage on his face.

Another man that Aileana hadn’t seen enter the room approached her and pulled her away from the fighting men. He was just as gorgeous as the alpha, with his dark beard and tats covering his arms. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, a black T-shirt, and black army-style boots.

She almost collapsed as need ran through her body and her wolf howled. Her entire body recognized its rightful mate, and Aileana was confused and delighted. She had no idea who this man was, but she knew that he was hers. Fate had chosen her a real hottie, and her wolf agreed.

“Let me untie you, lass,” he said. His voice was deep and rumbled through her body in a delicious way.

He pulled the gag from her mouth and untied her hands.

“Can I have some water please?” she asked, her voice raspy.

She shook out her aching arms and felt pins and needles rush to her hands as the blood came back. It was painful and she let out a little whimper.

The fight came to a sudden halt as Wallace rushed to her side.

“Don’t touch her,” Wallace said, growling. “She is my rightful mate.”

Aileana took a big sniff of Alpha Wallace and froze. He wasn’t joking. Wallace was her rightful mate as well. She knew that wolf shifters often mated in pairs. It meant that if one of them died, there would be someone to watch over the female, but she never expected to find one of her mates, let alone both. She didn’t even know who the other wolf was.

“She is my rightful mate too,” he replied.

“Can that even happen?” Wallace asked.

“Shifters often have two rightful mates,” she replied.

The pain in her arms was starting to ease as she rolled her shoulders and looked at her two stunning mates. Standing next to each other, they were a sight to behold and she was damned impressed with what fate had sent her.

“Yes,” Wallace replied, “but not two alphas from different packs.”

Aileana looked over at her other mate. He was an alpha too? She could understand that. He had the dominant presence of an alpha and looked like he didn’t take any crap from anyone.

“Alpha Dougal McKendrick,” he said, taking her hand and placing a light kiss on it. “Pleasure to meet you.”

“Of course, you fucking are,” she replied, shaking her head in exasperation. “Out of all the alphas in Scotland, I had to be mated to you two.”

Wallace growled while Dougal just arched an eyebrow in her direction.

“Let me introduce our guest,” Euan said, coming stand next to her. “This is Aileana Duncan. Alpha Callum’s sister.”

“We discovered her in England and thought you would like to meet her,” Fraser said, holding his side where Wallace must have caused him some damage in the fight.

“Like hell you did,” she snapped. “You want to use me as bait to draw out my brother. Don’t act like this is some friendly meet and greet.”

Wallace and Dougal both looked at her with blank expressions on their handsome faces. If they thought they were getting some quiet, shy, submissive little mate they were in for a surprise. She said what she thought and didn’t hold anything back.

“She has a potty mouth,” Murry said. “It’s why we had to gag her. She could make a sailor blush.”

“And you tied her up because?” Wallace asked.

“They expected me to come quietly,” she replied. “It wasn’t going to fucken happen. I’m no one’s captive.”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

“I need one of you inside me,” she told them. “Please.”

“Are you sure?” Wallace asked. “Once we do this, there is no going back. I won’t be able to hold back from giving you my mating bite, but you need to be ready to accept this mating.”

“I’m ready,” she told them. “One hundred percent.”

Aileana wasn’t afraid of completing their bond and accepting her mates’ marks. She fully intended to leave them with one of her own. She was sick of being lonely and ready to have full life with pups and everything else that went with being a mate.

Aileana felt like her life had been on hold since she had fled from her brother. She had liked her quiet existence, but she wanted more. Fate had sent her that chance with her mates, and she wasn’t about to let it pass.

“Okay,” Wallace replied, before looking down at Dougal. “Show her how good mating sex can be, Dougal.”

“My pleasure,” Dougal said.

Wallace moved off the bed, and Dougal stood. She watched as they stripped out of their clothes. They were stunning men.

She had gotten a look at Dougal naked when they had taken a shower, and her eyes hadn’t deceived her. He was sexy and masculine, and she loved the spattering of hair that covered his chest and led down to his massive cock. She wanted to run her fingers through it.

Wallace was no less impressive with his slightly darker skin tone. She knew it was natural and not sun tan, as Scotland was mostly cold and wet, making tanning not that easy. He was slightly larger than Dougal with his large chest bare of hair, and his six-pack well defined. He had close-cropped hair around his equally big dick. His heavy balls lay between his legs, and his stalk was hard with a red mushroom-shaped head.

Aileana’s mouth watered as he palmed his cock and stroked it gently up and down.

“Let me do that,” Aileana said, moving to get off the bed.

“Okay,” he replied, “roll onto your hands and knees.”

Wallace climbed onto the bed and moved up to lean against the pillows. He gripped his stalk and waved it at her with raised eyebrows and a smirk on his face. Aileana intended to wipe that smug look from his handsome face. She rolled over and crept up the covers and between his spread thighs.

She took his length into her hand and licked the wetness from the tip. He tasted salty and musky, but Aileana wasn’t repulsed. She liked his unique flavor and repeated her actions.

He groaned when she lowered her mouth over him and took him to the back of her throat. She couldn’t take all of him and used her hand in time with her mouth as she sucked and licked.

“Your mouth is incredible,” he said. “Hurry up, Dougal. I won’t be able to last for very long.”

She felt the bed dip behind her and then Dougal’s warm hands on her hips.

“Ready, lass?” he asked, her with a small tap on her ass check.

Her pussy clenched with arousal at his little smack, and she wondered what a real spanking would feel like. Would she like it? It was something they could explore later.

“Yes,” she replied, lifting her head from Wallace’s cock. “I’m more than ready.”

Aileana went back to her ministrations. She felt Dougal line his cock up with her opening, and then he was slowly pushing inside her. His heat filled her and stretched her muscles around his thick girth. He paused when he was fully inside her, and she wiggled her hips to try and get him to move.

She pleasured Wallace with her mouth, as Dougal took her pussy from behind. It was a situation she hadn’t even dreamed of, but the pleasure they gave her was intense. The faster Dougal moved, the faster and harder she sucked, working Wallace in her mouth.

Dougal’s cock filled her to bursting, ramming inside her and touching places she didn’t even know existed.

“Fuck, Aileana,” Dougal said. “Your cunt is so hot and tight. I have died and gone to heaven.”

Dougal grabbed her hips in his large hands and slammed inside her. She loved how rough and hard he was fucking her. He wasn’t holding back, and she drove her hips back to slap against his pelvis.

Aileana’s grip tightened on Wallace’s cock. She lifted and lowered her mouth, swallowing his length as worked him. She wanted him to come, and she was determined to give him all the pleasure she could.

“Come, lass,” Dougal told her. “I’m close.”

Dougal leaned his body along hers. He reached down and rubbed his finger over her sensitive clit. When she couldn’t take the sweet torture any longer, she cried out as her body crashed into ecstasy.

Dougal’s cock felt impressively large as her muscles clamped down. He thrust inside her once, twice, and bit into her neck, giving her his mating bite and filling her with his seed. The pleasure and pain was enough to send her into another orgasm, and she lifted her head from Wallace to scream out.

Dougal slumped onto her back as they panted and tried to catch their breath. Aileana’s neck felt slightly tender, but she didn’t mind. What she had just experienced had been out of this world, and she knew that it wasn’t finished. Her wolf was happy with the result, but still wanted her other mate and wouldn’t settle until she had completed the bond with Wallace as well.

Dougal rolled to her side and sprawled on the bed. She smiled at his contented look. Aileana looked up at Wallace. He waggled his finger at her, curling it in a come-here gesture.

“My turn, baby,” he said. “Come up here and ride me.”

“With pleasure,” she said, crawling up his big body.

Wednesday, 9 November 2016

New Release - Meredith’s Mates by Clair de Lune



Blurb:
Trouble is brewing on Hades. Strome has a reputation for cruelty and when he tries to force a pair of innocent young people into mating with him, winged Meredith goes to rescue them. Little does he expect his life to change forever. He meets and rescues the mates he's been searching for all his adult life.
Safely back on Prosper, he sets out to win their love and make them forget their ill treatment at the hands of Strome. However, a misunderstanding brings danger to his mates from an unexpected quarter.
Will Meredith succeed in thwarting the plans of a wicked woman determined to get her way? Will he rescue his mates from a future of slavery, and can he convince them of his true feelings toward them?



Background to the story
 After I’d written Angel in Hell, based on an image sent to me by a reader, another reader sent me this image of a bronze winged being and inspired Meredith’s story. He was a significant minor character in the first book, and I felt he deserved his own story.



           

 STORY EXCERPT
There was a sharp knock on the door. Meredith happened to be crossing the hallway, so he decided to answer the door himself. As he drew nearer to it, he heard voices he recognised.
“Why have you dragged me here?” Oronsay asked.
“I told you why. We need his help,” Colonsay replied in a petulant voice.
“He won’t want to go there. I told you that already.”
“He must. We need him to do this. There’s no one else who is so perfect.”
Meredith listened indulgently for a while, and then he opened the door. He suffered a pang as his gaze fell on Oronsay, such a beautiful young man. There was a greater confidence in his air now, but he was still under Colonsay’s thumb. She positively glowed, and as his gaze flowed over her, he noticed the softly rounded belly and all was explained. These babies would be Oronsay’s, so no wonder he was so protective.
“Well. What are you two doing here? Do come inside,” Meredith suggested.
“Thank you,” Oronsay replied as he gave his arm to his mate to help her into the house. Meredith smiled. He ushered them into the main room and sent the servant, who was hovering in the hall to collect refreshment. Until he returned, they chatted about indifferent topics. Meredith sensed that, in spite of custom, Colonsay wouldn’t be able to keep the real reason for her visit until they had taken wine, or fruit juice and cakes. He was correct. No sooner had the servant deposited the tray on the small table and departed, than she turned her small face to him.
“Lord Meredith, I’ve come to ask you for a favour.”
“What can I do for you, my dear?”
“My cousins are in trouble, on Hades,” she said.
“I see. What exactly is it that you need me to do?” A loud knock fell upon the door. The servant went to open it. It was on Meredith’s lips to tell him to say his master wasn’t available, when he recognised the voice. Arielle came into the room and looked ruefully at his mates.
“What are you doing here, Colonsay? Why are you allowing her to bother Meredith, Oronsay?” In the five years since he’d formed his triad and taken his inheritance as the rightful ruler of Prosper, he’d grown in maturity and assurance. The settled life suited him. He was very protective of his mates, and justifiably proud of his achievements.
“What is it, my dear? Why can’t I help?” Arielle asked.
“Because you have formed your triad, and you are so well-known on Hades. This has to be a man who has yet to do that,” Colonsay said in a soft voice, holding out her hand to her lord, who took it, turned it, and placed several kisses upon her wrist.
“You’d better explain it all to me, to us,” Arielle suggested.
“First you must be seated and take some wine, while you do that Colonsay can explain,” Meredith said.
“My cousins are in trouble on Hades,” Colonsay repeated for Arielle’s benefit.
“How do you know that? Have you received word recently?” Meredith asked.
“No. They can’t send word, but I know.”
“She’s talking about the rapport between females. She can’t read minds, or any such thing, but she can sense when one of her close female relatives is in distress,” Oronsay explained.
“Ah, I see, but why can’t you ask Arielle? Surely as your mate he’s the one who should do this?” Meredith asked.
“Arielle has formed his triad, and so he can’t be the one to go and rescue them,” Colonsay explained.
By this time Arielle had taken his wine, but declined the proffered cakes.
“Vatersay has just come of age. Her mate, Berneray, has been of age for two years and living in her family for three. They will both be well trained by now, and, as they are both of age, there is pressure on them to marry. I don’t know the details, but I do know she’s in danger. She’s distressed, and we must do something.”
 Colonsay stood up and started to pace about the room. Her delicate wings fluttered reflecting her agitation. Oronsay and Arielle rose and the latter took them both in his arms, bent his head, and folded his wings about them.
Meredith felt distinctly de trop. The private moment didn’t last long, but when Arielle released his mates, they both looked much more at ease. Meredith envied them this closeness and support. He’d been thinking about forming his own triad, but he had no candidates in mind, so he was open to the suggestion of going to Hades to seek them. After all, Arielle had returned from his adventure there with two mates who made him very happy. What do I have to lose?
“You are forgetting Kaleen and his mate, Sheeva. It’s true that since he was exiled to Hades, there’s been a lot more contact with that island. I wouldn’t like to fall foul of him. I have too much to lose now,” Arielle said. When he saw how agitated Colonsay became, he continued, “but if you think it’s the only way, then go I will, my pet.”
“I can go alone,” Meredith offered.
“No, it has to do with my mate’s family, so I will go with you. Besides, I’ve been there and I know a little about the customs. Oronsay, you will remain here and guard Colonsay.”
“No! I have to go. Vatersay won’t know either of you. Your size alone will scare her. I must go to reassure her. You don’t know our customs well enough either, so you need someone to advise you. Oronsay can stay here and take care of all those things you do when I’m not allowed to go with you. If I’m not around for him to worry about, he will be better able to concentrate on that.”
Arielle smiled.
“In your condition…” he began.
“Do not go down that road, my Lord. I’m very well, and a sea voyage would do me the world of good, according to the healers,” she countered.

© Clair de Lune, Siren publishing, 2016



ADULT EXCERPT


Meredith held his breath. He’d needed to offer them a way out, but he really hoped they wouldn’t take it. He watched as Vatersay nodded to Berneray, and then Berneray stood up and came over to him. Vatersay took a little longer, but she followed Berneray’s example. Meredith stood and held out his arms. They wrapped theirs around him, and Meredith folded his great wings around himself and his family. He breathed in the fragrance of the herbs in the soap they’d used to bathe. They were aromatic and pleasing to the senses, but mingled with the special scent that was theirs and theirs alone, the effect was heady, and a little overwhelming. He felt the need to protect them, but also a growing desire.
“Come and sit with me,” Meredith suggested. He sat on the sofa, and they placed themselves on either side of him. He placed an arm around each and was delighted that they responded at once, leaning into him and snuggling into his embrace. Vatersay freed herself and knelt on the sofa. She took his face between her small hands and gazed into his eyes. Meredith looked back at her, warmth and desire in his eyes. She caught her breath, and then she leaned in and kissed him tentatively.
He longed to seize her in his arms and crush her to him as he possessed her mouth, but he restrained himself, with difficulty. He clasped her gently in one arm. She ran her small tongue along the seam of his lips and he opened for her, inviting her in. She flicked her tongue over his, and then she dipped into his mouth. As he stroked her tongue with his, she moaned and grasped his hair in her small fists. She pulled him closer to her. He accepted the invitation and plundered her mouth. He kissed her long and deeply, until she was panting and heated. He released her and turned to Berneray who knelt on the sofa and offered his mouth to his lord. Vatersay snuggled close and licked and nipped Meredith’s chest and neck as Meredith took possession of Berneray’s mouth. The scent of the soap that they’d used was different on Berneray. The musk of his arousal, and his hard cock pressing into Meredith as they kissed, enflamed them both. Meredith’s dick began to grow uncomfortably hard.
He felt Vatersay slip out of his embrace and off the sofa. Her hands relieved him of his loincloth. She took his cock in one hand and ran her tongue over the engorged head, dipping into his slit with increasing pressure as her other hand caressed his balls. His dick throbbed with a life of its own. She licked and nibbled at the pulsing vein on the side of his cock. At the same time, she kneaded and rolled his balls in his sac. She seemed to know exactly when pressure became pain and avoided causing him discomfort. Berneray’s arms were around Meredith’s neck and he kissed his lord long and passionately. He rubbed his chest against Meredith’s and his hands stroked down his neck to find his nipples. Meredith groaned as Berneray rolled and plucked at the buds.
As Berneray kissed licked and nibbled his way to where his hands played, Vatersay swirled her tongue around the head of Meredith’s dick, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside. Berneray took one of Meredith’s nipples into his mouth, pinching and flicking the other. Vatersay sucked his cock deeply into her mouth, using her tongue to caress him, and then she sucked in her cheeks, taking him deeper and driving him inexorably to the edge. His hips began to move and she stilled, allowing him to fuck her mouth. The pressure began to build, and he thrust deep in and out of her mouth until he came. His hot seed shot into the back of her throat and she swallowed obligingly. When he was done, she licked him clean, allowing his softening dick to slip from between her lips.
Meredith lay back on the sofa, sated and almost humming in contentment. When he had recovered sufficiently, he enfolded them in his arms and wrapped his wings about them, enclosing them in a private world of their own, again. The feeling of joy that possessed him, as well as the urge to defend these two against any possible hurt or danger, surprised him by its intensity. He could have remained there forever, but his mates needed him. He released them, and led them to the large bed. He folded his wings and lay down on his back. He held out his arms and was delighted at the speed with which they both cuddled into his embrace. He sighed contentedly, and then he turned to kiss Berneray again.
The man’s mouth, with its plump lips was just as delightful to taste as Meredith had imagined. He couldn’t get enough of him. Meredith surged into the kiss, dominating his man as Berneray lay back to receive him, caressing Meredith’s arms and chest. Meredith loved the feel of Berneray’s hands on him. He responded by gathering him into his arms. He lifted him off the bed, so that Berneray’s more delicate wings didn’t have to bear the weight of both their bodies. Berneray sucked on Meredith’s tongue, and then he used to tip of his own to tease and incite. He moaned in pleasure when Meredith responded. His cock was hot and hard against Meredith’s belly. Meredith withdrew his tongue and Berneray followed, plunging into his lord’s mouth and seizing the tip of his tongue in his teeth, flicking his own tongue back and forth over the captive tip. Vatersay hopped off the bed and Meredith heard her pad round the bed and get onto the bed behind Berneray. She nestled into his back, and her small hands stroked Meredith’s arms. Her lips and tongue followed as she nipped and licked her way to his hands. She sucked one thumb into her mouth, alternating between licking, sucking, and nipping. Meredith grew hard once more as he remembered that hot little mouth on his cock. He broke off the kiss and lay back panting. Vatersay looked at him, smiled, and then she climbed over Berneray and lay on Meredith’s chest. She framed his face with her hands as their gazes locked, and then she kissed him soundly. He wanted to fuck them both so badly and right now. As he kissed Vatersay long and passionately, his cock swelled until it seemed to have a mind of its own. He released
Vatersay’s mouth, as he lifted her off his chest, to position her on her hands and knees on the bed.
© Clair de Lune, Siren publishing, 2016


 5 questions for the author:
1.      Why is the series called Angel in Hell?
I mentioned the picture that a reader sent to me.
 When I began to think of the story I came up with the idea of a whole new world. Two races of winged beings live on two islands. I chose the names of Hades and Prospero. They are opposites and where Hades has barbarous customs, Prospero is enlightened. After naming one island Hades, there was only one possible title for the book.

 
2.       Are there going to be any more in this series?
I can’t imagine there will be another, but I only expected to write one, so I’d better not say there never will be one.
3.      What else is there in the pipeline?
I have a short story in an anthology to be published by VINVATAR in the New Year. It’s a re-issue of Life on the Edge with a brilliant new cover.
4.      What of Prometheus in Chains?
I am writing the next book in the series. As so many of the Doms seems to have entered stable relationships it’s time to introduce a few new single Doms and a couple of subs. That should make life interesting in the club.
5.      What of Flora McGregor?
I am writing a second wolf shifter, this time it will start out as MM, but it’s a ménage.
Which one will be first? Well that very much depends on the characters.

Author bio:
            I live in Dumfries and Galloway in Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I spent many happy years teaching, and when I retired, I became bored with just the domestic routine.
My youngest son challenged me to write a novel of my own, and I wrote Initiation, book one in the Prometheus in Chains series. Since then, writing has become an important part of my life. It’s been like a roller-coaster ride, and a very pleasurable one at that. When I sent off my first book to Siren, I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I joined Facebook, something I never dreamed I’d do, but I have made many good friends on there, some readers and some fellow authors. Writing has certainly changed my life.
I am very grateful for all the help and advice I have received from everyone at Siren, especially my editor, and Christine for so many beautiful covers. A special mention goes to Sage Marlowe for his encouragement and for beta reading my books. I thank Master "K" for his encouragement over the Kinbaku scenes. I am grateful to Lyn L. for beta reading this book. I am also indebted to my many readers and friends on Facebook, for their unfailing support and affection.
I would love to hear from you, and I always answer e-mails or contacts on Facebook.

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