Sunday, March 30, 2014
Decadence ....Mark Davis..Master Poet
ADULT CONTENT OF THE MOST AROUSING KIND......
Painting pictures in a readers mind is the goal of an author. Most look to run a whole movie in your head. That's the goal. Poets have a different mission, they want more. They want to evoke emotions and latch onto your soul. Some even want more than that. Erotic poetry is an art unto itself. As of late on twitter I have come across so many talented erotic poets, yet few rival Mark Davis. Yes he's naughty and can evoke far more from the reader with his prose, he can arouse the reader. But Mr. Davis can do more, he can write beautiful prose and he can latch onto your soul. Am I a fan? From the moment I read a few of
his poems. LEATHER.....
Leather
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The scent of leather hit him
Before she came in sight
He turned a gave a whistle
Her leather dress so tight
Her cleavage drew his eyes
Then as he they dropped down low
He felt is cock begin to stir
At the hint of garter below
The snakeskin boots were tapping
As the heels crossed the floor
Her red lips she was licking
A hint of what's in store
"Cat got your tongue my darling?"
As her nails brushed his crutch
Then she grabbed him through the cloth
Grew hard beneath her touch
"I'm feeling very needy"
She pushed him in his back
No panties with garters
He was smothered by her crack
Opened up his pants
And as his tongue worked its way
She released his cock
Let her hands begin to play
The scent of leather and her sex
Quickly filled his nose
She wriggled on his face
"Mmm I love how my baby grows"
As the boots were rubbing
Against her lovers skin
She leaned down with her mouth
Sucked his hard cock in
Loved to hear him gasping
As she rubbed across his face
Her tongue and lips devoured him
Bobbed at a frantic pace
She loved how hard she got him
And how he made her wet
She turned and dropped down on him
"Oh fuck me now my pet"
And as his hips were thrusting
She endured all the joy
Of dressing up to tease him
To excite her special boy
With one last plunge she came
Head back mouth open wide
Her juices flowed across him
As his come hit her inside
She worked muscles milking
Rode him till the end
Always the perfect ending
With her leather loving friend
copyrighted 2014 Mark Davis
copyrighted 2014 Mark Davis
Sunday, March 23, 2014
The Coast of Ireland 872 A.D.
Tomas was a Viking. An accomplished warrior, a seasoned sailor and the son of Sjurd head of one of the largest clans in his home of Norway. He’d many fine talents, most women could attest to them in bed. He’d left Norway on a long ship heading for the coast of a rich lush country called Ireland.
Shauna heard from others along the coast about the invasions. Men, some said as tall as trees, came in long boats, killing, raping and taking land that didn’t belong to them. Shauna cringed; her beloved home was the next kingdom along the coast that was in danger of attack by these marauders.
A beautiful, green-eyed black haired beauty Shauna vowed to protect her home, only to fall prey to Tomas’s handsome face and warrior body. At first he treats Shauna with indifference, ignoring her beauty and punishing her for her disobedience. He keeps her a prisoner in his bed his need for her insatiable. And still she refuses to surrender herself to him completely, fighting him at every turn.
Tomas fights his need and his desire for Shauna but succumbs to it every night. He burns for her, craves her, as no woman before her. He surrenders to her will, falling deeply in love. Shauna’s love for him flourishes and burns deep, promising him a love that is eternal, and born of fire. It will be a fire that will consume them both, and erupt into a deep and eternal love.
Tomas was a Viking. An accomplished warrior, a seasoned sailor and the son of Sjurd head of one of the largest clans in his home of Norway. He’d many fine talents, most women could attest to them in bed. He’d left Norway on a long ship heading for the coast of a rich lush country called Ireland.
Shauna heard from others along the coast about the invasions. Men, some said as tall as trees, came in long boats, killing, raping and taking land that didn’t belong to them. Shauna cringed; her beloved home was the next kingdom along the coast that was in danger of attack by these marauders.
A beautiful, green-eyed black haired beauty Shauna vowed to protect her home, only to fall prey to Tomas’s handsome face and warrior body. At first he treats Shauna with indifference, ignoring her beauty and punishing her for her disobedience. He keeps her a prisoner in his bed his need for her insatiable. And still she refuses to surrender herself to him completely, fighting him at every turn.
Tomas fights his need and his desire for Shauna but succumbs to it every night. He burns for her, craves her, as no woman before her. He surrenders to her will, falling deeply in love. Shauna’s love for him flourishes and burns deep, promising him a love that is eternal, and born of fire. It will be a fire that will consume them both, and erupt into a deep and eternal love.
Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/Loves-Eternal-Fire-Suzzana-Ryan-ebook/dp/B00J5RODZM/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1395594376&sr=8-5&keywords=suzzana+c+ryan
B & N
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/loves-eternal-fire-suzzana-c-ryan/1118950744?ean=2940149222193
Monday, February 24, 2014
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Monday, December 16, 2013
With her Comes the Night
Here from Rebel Ink Press
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/with-her-comes-the-night-suzanna-c-ryan/1117701166?ean=2940148880554
Small excerpt
He watched her eyes turn a color deeper than
blood and he could see the impression of her fangs pressing against her upper
lip waiting to descend. Her hand came to her mouth trying to cover what she
knew he was seeing. Her eyes met his, as he saw her struggle. He understood she
couldn’t control their descent any longer.
“It’s at moments like this that I despise what I
am. If you went running from me now, I couldn’t blame you. But I swear I’ll
never hurt you.”
He touched her face, she was still beautiful and
he believed nothing could sway his feelings for her.
“Do you see me running? No babe, not me, you
saved my life and now it’s time for payback baby. I’ve never wanted any woman
as I want you.”
He bent his head to hers and touched her lips
kissing her letting his tongue find what he knew she feared. He didn’t move her
from him as he let his tongue trace the small eye teeth which were now sharp
and larger than before.
God damn it she had fangs, shit, and they seemed
sharp. He slowly broke away from her and she immediately turned her face from
him. He needed to see what she had told him, what she was so afraid to show him.
So he took his large hand and put it under her chin lifting her face up to his
and her crimson eyes, with their large black pupils now stared at him. She had
pools of tears in them, breaking his heart. He saw her lush lips just barely covering
her eye teeth which now were small sharp fangs and he couldn’t explain the rush
of desire which washed over him.
Christ,
she was a vampire. In his fifteen years on the NYPD he’d thought he’d seen it
all including sights which may not have been meant for the human eye to see. He
felt like the guy who had been abducted by aliens and sexually assaulted, no
one believed him, except others who’d had the same experience. This was no
doubt real, she was real, and he didn’t give a fuck what she was, he wanted her
now more than ever.
Blurb:
With
her comes the Night
Rath Williams is a New
York City Police Department Detective, one of New York’s finest warriors. His
job is his life and unfortunately it’s left him little else. One night, he
comes face to face with mortality, but he beats death.
Out of the dark, out of
the night, a beautiful stranger appears saving the fallen police officer’s
life. A brutal attack left him and his partner for dead. If not for her, he
would have died, should have died.
Melinda Taylor is a
vampire. Her bite and exchange of blood saved the handsome police officer. In
the process, she fell in love with him, but never figured on acting on her
emotions.
Being the warrior always, once back on the job he sets
out to find what had killed his partner and nearly took his life. He’d been
searching for five years when he she walks out of the shadows and into his
life, changing it forever. He never figured on love. He’ll learn that what he
thought of as reality wasn’t even close to the truth. This is my personal favorite...........this can be a series..........
With her comes the Night....is centered around a female vampire. She's not some horrible monster but a very old species. Her kind and others like her walk amont us every day, some humans can detect there is something different about them and others haven't a clue. We don't smell them, especially the shape shifters, their scents are strong and they've learned to cover them over well.
Sometimes we have trouble waking in the morning, some of us blackout from drinking too much and some sleep walk?I could go on and on telling you the moments we lose or do we?
Enter a world......and it's just the tip of the iceberg......they're out there among us and With her comes the Night introduces you to another world. One that was thought of as lost and forgotten.
Thank you...........
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Andrea Bellmont.new release 12/13/2013 Bonds of Love
Bonds of Love.......coming from Secret Cravings Publishers
Andrea Bellmont
Blurb:
New York City, a
romance conference, two established erotic romance writers meet and venture
into another world, the world of BDSM.
She’s finally confident
and sexy, after years of self-doubt. He’s found a partner he can be dominant
with and now wants more. He wants her love. She’s fallen hard. He wants to own
her. She needs to belong to him completely.
Not even two countries
and thousands of miles can keep two hearts from each other. Nor can it keep
them from the strongest bonds of love, leaving the vanilla world behind.
In a decadent purple
dungeon on the Upper East Side of New York City two people connect. They
discover they have the same hidden desires and fall in love.
EXCERPT:
Bonds of Love
Leighton had been quite
specific about how I was to be dressed tonight. What he asked me to wear was
deliciously decadent. First, he emphasized the color black. Next he requested
some black sexy underwear, black heels at least three inches tall, a garter
belt, and something black and clingy. I meant to deliver and had my purchases
in my hands as I left the shopping mall.
I’d gone on line
snooping around at the BDSM clubs in my area. I’d never seek out one of these
clubs alone. I wasn’t even sure I’d like going to this dungeon or playroom.
However, with him this seemed all right, natural and arousing. My anticipation
level was high, very high. Tonight was all I could think about.
I was to meet him at
the same hotel bar at eight tonight. When I entered, he sat at the bar in black
trousers and black raw silk shirt. I noticed his socks and shoes were black
setting off his rugged goods looks and weakening me in the knees. I was in deep
trouble. No man had ever affected me the way he was. I found myself gripping
the leather banister around the bar. Then he smiled. I lost my breath and my
heart began to pump wildly in my chest. He excited me and so did the little
adventure he had planned. I was on my way to my first dungeon. I was already wet with anticipation.
“I have a limo waiting
for us. We’ll have dinner with my friends, then we’ll play.”
“Play?”
“Yes, baby, from the
minute that gin and tonic splashed on me and my eyes beheld your lovely face,
playing with you is the first scenario that came to my mind. The next scenario
involved making you cum, watching you cum, and controlling you. Then I fucked
you, watched my dick slide inside of you. Yes, baby, I want to play with you
all night.” His tall body closed in on me, he let his breath caress the tops of
my breasts the cleavage ample and licentious.
I shivered at his
words. I’d go with him. I’d experience what he had to offer. For the first time
in my life I was letting go, allowing my inhibitions to run free. I hoped he’d
enjoy the lacey number I had on, black and sexy, as he requested. My pussy was
wet, my mouth numb and my libido off the wall. Yet being with him gave me a
strong sense of security, a need to relinquish all that I was to him. I knew
I’d call him Sir tonight.
Thank you
You can find me:
@AndreaBellmont ...Twitter
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
......3 WITCHES.........
I LOVE HALLOWEEN. I LOVE WITCHES. IN MY VERY EROTIC MIND WITCHES ARE QUITE DECADENT, SEXY AND CRAZY CREATURES.
so don't miss this one.......10/17/2013...Amazon B&N All Romance Ebooks and KOBO
Blurb:Witches are delightful creatures. They love to conger up spells and curses. They’re also very mischievous and prolific.
My first tale is about a very voluptuous witch with a basket strawberries, a few cans of whipped cream, a gorgeous warlock and a handsome werewolf. Now it’s what she’s got planned and whirling around in her sexy evil mind that we’re anxious to find out.
Next you’ll travel back in time and meet a lovely witch who happens upon a very amorous Genie. The time and place? Salem Massachusetts Sixteen-ninety-two, ring a bell? It takes three erotic muses to show them the way to the next time line.
Last, it’s Halloween and we meet out last witch. She’s looking for a good time and has promised her Master to find and destroy a good soul. When the tables are turned, she may be the one relinquishing her blackened soul this night. Will she fulfill her Master’s will?
so don't miss this one.......10/17/2013...Amazon B&N All Romance Ebooks and KOBO
Blurb:Witches are delightful creatures. They love to conger up spells and curses. They’re also very mischievous and prolific.
My first tale is about a very voluptuous witch with a basket strawberries, a few cans of whipped cream, a gorgeous warlock and a handsome werewolf. Now it’s what she’s got planned and whirling around in her sexy evil mind that we’re anxious to find out.
Next you’ll travel back in time and meet a lovely witch who happens upon a very amorous Genie. The time and place? Salem Massachusetts Sixteen-ninety-two, ring a bell? It takes three erotic muses to show them the way to the next time line.
Last, it’s Halloween and we meet out last witch. She’s looking for a good time and has promised her Master to find and destroy a good soul. When the tables are turned, she may be the one relinquishing her blackened soul this night. Will she fulfill her Master’s will?
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Chains of Lust After Dark.............a vampire story
Buy Link
http://www.amazon.com/Chains-Lust-after-Dark-Suzzana-ebook/dp/B00II5AJ46/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1394466099&sr=8-5&keywords=suzzana+c+ryan
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