Release Blitz – Cuffed & Claimed Anthology

#NEWRELEASE and #Giveaway Cuffed & Claimed – A Law Enforcement #romance only #99cents and it supports #LEO #CuffedandClaimed

Women everywhere are clamoring to secure their copy of the hottest collection of law enforcement erotic romance available!


Romance Rebels Publishing brings you:


Featuring stories by: Caitlyn O’Leary, Daisy Philips, Elle Boon, Fiona Archer, Holly Roberts, Jenika Snow, Lori King, Lynne St. James, Sherri Hayes, and Sydney Lea

What’s better than an Alpha man in uniform?

Ten of them. Turn up the heat with ten BRAND-NEW law enforcement stories from some of the hottest USA Today, Amazon, and International best-selling romance authors around. These commanding men in uniform will fulfill your every sinful fantasy, and leave you panting for more.


All the proceeds from this 5 STAR read will go to support the families of Law Enforcement Officers killed in the line of duty!



Delta Rogue by: Elle Boon


Hailey’s tired of seeing men she considers her brothers nearly killed. The Navy was the one place she considered home, until now.

Maddox is used to playing cat and mouse, his job is to keep the United States safe from terrorists. However, the ends always outweighed his own needs. Only this time, with Hailey’s life hanging in the balance it wasn’t the same.

As threats escalate, and Hailey is placed under his care 24/7 will he be able to keep things professional? Or will it all fall apart as secrets are uncovered and the threats are closer than either thought?

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Arresting Submission by: Daisy Philips


Cat Conroy had fallen for a bad boy before and it hadn’t ended well. Scott Weston was trouble with a capital T. He claimed to be a CPA but in Cat’s experience, accountants rarely carried guns to work.

Undercover FBI agent Scott loved Cat from the moment he met her. Unfortunately, the lies he had to tell were driving them apart. Would she be able to forgive him when the truth finally came out?

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In His Custody by: Fiona Archer


English teacher Mercy Jones has sworn off men, especially the edgy ones. So why does the new substitute history teacher have to be dangerous, raw, and challenging—on every level? His uncompromising masculinity and questioning mind captivate Mercy, tempting her to risk her heart.

Detective Aidan Shaw is a cynical bastard. But when working undercover to eradicate a high school drug network, Aidan meets an intelligent, feisty blonde. Mercy’s warmth and generous spirit awaken a part of him buried deep for too long.

But as he closes in on the criminals manipulating innocents for profit, the stakes grow ever higher.

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Street Justice by: Holly Roberts


Street Justice combines a sexy alpha cop, a bohemian woman with a heart of gold, and a half-Shepard half-Poodle mix with a leg-humping need to prove who’s top dog in the neighborhood. With suspense, humor, and steamy romance Street Justice will have your alpha-cop fantasies on full alert.


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Yes, Sir by: Jenika Snow



I had no choice but to come back. I knew I’d run into Law, my bear-shifting ex, and the man I still loved. I thought I could move on.I was wrong.


Brittin is the only woman I will ever love. She is it for me, even if she broke it off. I screwed up when I lost her, and I spent the next two years regretting it. Now she’s back, and it’s my chance to show her I can be the man she deserves.

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The Lawman’s Lover by Lori King


A divorcee whose broken dreams are buried so deep she can’t remember where she put them.

A Deputy Sheriff with a mountain of responsibilities weighing him down.

A fling. No strings attached. No plans for the future.

Until someone’s heart gets broken.

Find out how Deputy Colby Bricker and waitress Elizabeth Newcomer take their shared past and build a new future, in this sister story to the Crawley Creek Ranch Series.

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House Arrest by: Lynne St James


Ethan Price thought a job as a small-town police detective in Willow Haven would be easy after five years as a pilot in the Air Force. Then a rash of break-ins puts the entire department on alert and the woman he loves at risk.

Anna Taggart is smart, stubborn, independent, and doesn’t think she needs anyone. Having her heart broken before, she refuses to give in to her feelings for Ethan no matter how hard he pursues her.

Will Ethan be able to convince Anna life is too short not to love?

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Seducing the Detective by: Sherri Hayes

sherri-1When Detective Janey Davis is sent to the small town of Liberty to consult on a recently discovered John Doe, she’s paired up with Deputy Kyle Reed. She’s run into his type before—handsome, overly confident, and he has the ladies fawning all over him. It should be easy to resist her attraction to him. If only someone would tell that to her heart.

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Dirty Liars by: Sydney Lea

sydney-1Undercover FBI agent Nikolai has been treading a fine line between right and wrong for the last few years and everything he has worked for is thrown into utter chaos the moment he risks it all to save Harper. Harper’s life has just been turned upside down, and now she must rely on the one man who has been lying to her from the moment they met.

Can they overcome all the dirty lies told between them?

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Her Hearts Protector by: Caitlyn O’Leary

caitlyn-1It’s the worst case scenario for David Sloane as a Military Policeman. An earthquake has rocked Las Flores, leaving devastation in its wake. The local government leans heavily on David to lead the manhunt to recapture the escaped convicts.

In the midst of the chaos, former army nurse Sarah Kyle arrives with the International Aid Workers. As David comes face to face with the woman he’s never forgotten, danger continues to escalate as the desperate prisoners do anything they can to leave the island.

When conditions deteriorate will these former lovers survive, let alone have the happily ever after they deserve?

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New Release – Kira’s Warriors by Elle Boon



Kira lived the life of a pampered princess of a wealthy Japanese man who mourned the loss of his son and missing wife. She’d been given everything a girl could want, but nobody was allowed close enough to love or hurt her. All that changed when her life was threatened and he hired the Ravens as her security.

Thane and Garrick never expected to find their Fated, let alone that she’d be touched by a god. The legend of the Kitsune was steeped in mystery, but they’d need all the help they could get to save their Fated from the god who possessed her brother.

They’d need to travel into the deepest levels of hell and fight the Shinigami to save her and her brother. Kira realizes Thane and Garrick would give up their own lives to give her the family she’d never had. She would fight to hold onto the best things she could ever ask for, her warriors.


“Why are you two still following me? I told you to leave me alone.” Kira turned to face the two men who she’d been unable to shake no matter what she did. Even when she’d went into the restroom at LaGuardia, switched her clothes, pulled her hair up in a bun and covered her head with a stupid ball cap that said ‘I love NY’, they still fell in line behind her.

“Sweetheart, I hate to break it to you, but where you go we follow.” Garrick Theon flashed his pearly white teeth at her.

If Kira could, she’d gladly punch him in the mouth just to see if she could loosen a few of his perfect teeth. His lips tilted up in a grin she was beginning to hate and love in equal measures. Both men appealed to her, but that was truly a dangerous path to go down. The last man she’d thought she loved…Kira shut that train of thought off before the memories could resurface, bringing back the shame and heartache she’d worked so hard to bury.

“Hey now kitten, what put that look on your face?” Thantos Odysseus asked. His large hand curled into a fist, almost making her flinch as he raised it to her cheek, only to gently run it down in the softest caress.

Thane and G both looked at her, waiting on her to answer, and it took her a moment to figure out what it was that was asked. The look of hurt on Thane’s features made her want to reach out and apologize, but they were the ones who were invading her space.

“I just don’t understand why you insist on continuing to be my bodyguards, when clearly I can take care of myself,” Kira said, throwing her hands up in the air. She could see there was no changing their minds. However they didn’t know her, or her country as well as she did. Nor did they have two loyal Akitas. Her pets didn’t like anyone but her, she smiled imagining the look on their faces when they saw her four legged best friends.

“Thane? I don’t like the look in her eyes.” Garrick took a step closer to where she stood on the porch of her home.

Being back in Osore-Zan Japan where her mother was from, Kira felt a stronger connection to the woman. “There is nothing in my eyes except contempt for the both of you. Now, if you’ll both excuse me I’m going inside, alone. If you insist on guarding me, you can keep watch from out here.”

Kira turned on her heel to march inside, coming to a stop as Garrick, or G to his friends, materialized in her path. “You can lie to yourself, but not to Thane and I, Neko-Chan.”

“Did you just call me kitten in Japanese?” She held up her hand. “No, don’t answer that, just get out of my way.” She knew they treated her with kid gloves because she was so much smaller than them. At five-foot-three to their six-foot-six and six-foot-seven if she was to guess, okay if she was being honest she knew exactly how tall they were. Having studied them whenever they weren’t looking, Kira could give a detailed description of each man down to every visible scar.

“You can bitch all you want Kira, but it won’t change the fact that you aren’t stepping foot inside until Thane and I check it out.”

A sense of danger had the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. She took a step closer to Garrick, placing her hands on each of his biceps. “Do you feel that?”

Thane stepped up behind her. “What is it?”

A shiver stole up her spine. “Something is out there.” She didn’t turn to look out toward the towering trees in the distance, choosing to focus on G’s light blue eyes. He and Thane’s were almost identical and changed colors depending on their emotions.

“Is it secure?” Garrick asked Thane.

Kira wanted to protest his going over her head, literally and physically. The eerie feeling of being watched, marked for death by something evil wouldn’t go away. When she placed her hands on G, and then had Thane at her back the oily touch recoiled.

“I just scanned the interior and other than two beasts that are ready to bite our heads off, yes it’s secure.” Thane answered.

Garrick wrapped one arm around her, placing his body on the outside. “Do you want to let us in?” He indicated the handprint scanner by the door panel.

She wiped her sweaty palms on her ass, hearing Thane murmur something that sounded like he’d like to be her hands made her smile.

Once inside, the two beasts as Thane called them, came running to greet her. Garrick tried to push her behind him, but Kira had missed Taji and Hoshi her two Akitas, and slid under his arm. They were a beautiful breed of canines that were very protective, and usually didn’t get along well with others. She hugged the two dogs, letting them lick her face in greeting before standing back up.

With her back to the two Ravens who refused to leave her alone, Kira expelled a tired breath. She wasn’t ready to spill her guts, or her life story to them. Why did her father insist on hiring men who weren’t like the rest of his hired goons? Ones she could easily dismiss.

“We can stand here all day and night, or you can just spit it out, kitten. I think you know we have more than enough stamina to outlast you,” Thane said.


She turned her face up to his, love emanating on her glowing features. “I can see we will need to compromise then. Unless you plan to tie me up each time you leave.”

Possessiveness shot straight to Thane’s groin at her whispered words. “Oh, I think we could practice tying you up, only we will be with you when you are all tied up and at our mercy.”

“I like how you think, Thane.” Garrick didn’t look away from a kneeling Kira.

Their Fated took each of their hands and placed one on each of her breasts. The erect little nub stabbed into Thane’s palm. He let her control how much pressure he used, knowing she was doing the same with Garrick’s hand. He itched to use his fingers to twist her nipple into an even harder point, but wanted to see what she did next. She brought first Garrick’s hand up to her mouth, sucking his index finger in between her lips. His best friend’s groan turned to a moan, and then it was his turn for the same treatment. By the time she brought their wet fingers back to her breasts, her shirt was gone. Kira had used her new abilities to not only make her clothes disappear, but Thane was shocked to see he and Garrick were also naked.

She trailed their wet fingers around her nipples, her eyes rolling backward as Thane plucked at the one she’d given him access to. A soft cry escaped her lips when Garrick did the same on the other side.

Thane leaned forward, needing to taste her lips. He strummed his thumb over her nipple one more time, inching down the length of her body with his palm. Little shivers of need arced from her to both him and Garrick. He stroked her lower stomach, watching her eyes dilate, her muscles quivered beneath his fingers. Tracing an erotic pattern down her mons he heard her breath catch. Thane inched his hand toward her pussy, stroking down her thigh and back up before delving between the cleft, inserting one finger. “Damn, you’re so fucking wet.” He circled her clit, teasing softly. His head dipped toward her breasts, pausing when Garrick leaned forward and claimed her kiss-swollen lips. His eyes flared with joy and lust.

The easy, teasing movements of his finger over her clit nearly sent her over the edge, but Thane wanted to draw her pleasure out. Her hand moved over his, pulling on his wrists, trying to force his movements faster.

She moaned above him, the sound one of wanton need.

Thane released her breast with a loud pop. “You need to come, Kitten?”

“Yes, Thane, please.”

“Please what?” He continued to tease her clit while pumping one finger in and out of her tight, wet pussy.

Her eyes flashed emerald fire. “Don’t forget two, or in this case three, can play that game.” Kira locked eyes with him, licked her lips and began undulating her hips, beginning an erotic dance that would surely set any man aflame.

A shudder racked his body. Her hips rolled, and with his fingers on and inside her, he could feel her inner muscles working. He let loose a groan. He added a second finger alongside the first, pumping them in tandem to the flicks of the one teasing her clit.

“Yes! Don’t stop. Please, Thane,” Kira said.

“He’s not going to stop, Neko-Chan,” Garrick said, claiming Kira’s lips in another deep kiss.

Thane shoved the couch away from him, replacing his finger on her clit with his lips and tongue, sucking the bit of flesh into his mouth. His eyes closed to half-mast as her flavor burst in his mouth. Her body shook at the approaching orgasm, but he trusted Garrick to keep their Fated from falling. He lapped at her, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out and then moved to licking her slit. Another long, slow lick and he was rewarded with her cry of surprise. She was close to coming. From his estimation it wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.

He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth once again, letting her feel the edge of his teeth.

“Oh, fuck, Thane. What the hell are you doing to me?”

He rumbled against her flesh, knowing the vibrations would be an added stimulation.

Garrick knelt behind Kira, his dark head bent, nibbling along the side of Kira’s neck. Thane shared with him the way Kira tasted, the way she tightened on his fingers. “Why, Kira. I do believe he’s eating you, love.” Garrick whispered wickedly.

Kira’s moan came out breathlessly. “Oh, all righty then.”

Thane smiled. Her thighs shook slightly. Looking up he saw Garrick holding her breasts, playing with her nipples, pinching them into hard peaks once again. His cock was like a steel pole at the sight of his best friend and his Fated enjoying her body.

She was gasping, panting with need, her body shuddering between them. Kira was on the verge of climax, her expression almost pained.

He took mercy on all three of them, sucking on her clit with purpose, using a small amount of power he hummed, allowing the vibrations to flow into her entire body. Her inner muscles clamped down on his fingers, screaming his name as she came. Her hand flew down to hold him to her, her fingers digging into his scalp, and she continued arching against him.

Kira moaned, whimpered, coming down from such an intense climax, her mind completely open to both he and Garrick. Thane kept up the gentle laps and licks, pulling his fingers out when the final pulses of her pussy stopped. If he didn’t fuck his Fated soon he was going to explode all over the hotel suite floor. He was so damn hard he hurt, and Garrick didn’t look like he was in any better condition.

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Review – Two For Tamara by Elle Boon


Rafe Blackstone and Vin Thorn had been best friends for thousands of years. They were part of an elite group called the Ravens of War, and were made up of twelve men created by Zeus. When they were no longer needed on Olympus, they’d been sent to Earth to find happiness, and hopefully their Fated.

For Tamara Mejia, she’d given up finding that one man meant just for her. Having the ability to see the future ran in her family. So when she saw her own death, she set out to enjoy what she had left. That didn’t include two larger than life men who claimed she was their one.

Cronus pulled Tamara to Hell, and planned to use her as leverage to get his granddaughter, Selena, who’s Tamara’s best friend, to bargain for her life.

Rafe, Vin and all the Ravens need the help of the gods and goddesses from Olympus to save not only Tamara, but Earth itself.

Mary Jo’s Review: 

Tamara Mejia knows that a dark cloud follows her every move, that death stalks her. Unbeknownst to her, so do two Ravens — Rafe and Vin — but for an entirely different purpose. They want her. They want her to be their Fated mate.
Tamara has no interest in loving anyone at this point in her life. She’s just trying to get through one day to the next. She seems to be succeeding until the wedding of her best friend Selena, to her Fated mates, Max and Malcolm. Unable to control the tears for what she will never have, she heads to her retreat.
After a series of unfortunate events brings Rafe and Vin back into her world, her walls begin to crack and she lets herself fall into the arms of these warriors.
I really enjoyed this book. I liked the way the characters interacted with each other and how the characters from the first book played a large role in this one. The loyalty that Tamara and Selena have to each other is remarkable and shows that true friendship knows no boundaries. I also liked the fact that Tamara could give that same loyalty to the new friends who helped her escape and repay that debt later.
Desire long denied builds to a frenzy. Tamara gives herself to Vin and Rafe, body and soul. Vin and Rafe, separately and together, have given themselves to her, knowing if anything happens to her, they will be lost. The chemistry between the triad is palpable as the love between them. Their duty to shield Tamara is only overshadowed by her need to protect them.
I would have liked to have seen more discussion about Tamara’s new powers – how they came to be and how she can use them. I would have also liked to have seen more of her brothers, Remi and Leon. I have a feeling they are more than what they appear to be and I hope that they play a role in future books.
Grab a tall glass of water and fan because this book will leave you burning for more.
4 Stars
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New Release – Two for Tamara by Elle Boon


Rafe Blackstone and Vin Thorn had been best friends for thousands of years. They were part of an elite group called the Ravens of War, and were made up of twelve men created by Zeus. When they were no longer needed on Olympus, they’d been sent to Earth to find happiness, and hopefully their Fated.

For Tamara Mejia, she’d given up finding that one man meant just for her. Having the ability to see the future ran in her family. So when she saw her own death, she set out to enjoy what she had left. That didn’t include two larger than life men who claimed she was their one.

Cronus pulled Tamara to Hell, and planned to use her as leverage to get his granddaughter, Selena, who’s Tamara’s best friend, to bargain for her life.

Rafe, Vin and all the Ravens need the help of the gods and goddesses from Olympus to save not only Tamara, but Earth itself.


Rafe Blackstone stared at Tamara Mejia as she stood next to her best friend Selena. Since the first moment he laid eyes on her several months ago, he’d wanted her unlike any other women, but she’d run from him.

A deep inhale from his best friend, Vin Thorn, pulled his attention from the alluring woman. They both stood at over seven feet tall with copper-colored skin. Standing next to their two best friends, Max and Malcolm King, as they married their Fated, Selena Ramos, Rafe tugged on his collar. Both men had fallen fast and hard for a woman whom they thought was a normal human, but as fate had once again played with them, she was the lost goddess of none other than the god Zeus.

He barely stifled a chuckle as he watched Zeus point his fingers at his own eyes, and then turned them toward first Max, and then Malcolm. He was glad he wasn’t marrying a goddess, but especially not the lost goddess of Zeus and his wife Hera. Rafe shuddered just thinking about all the ways Zeus would punish him had he been in the King brothers’ shoes. Rafe liked having his balls attached to him, thank you very much.

Zeus’s eerie silver orbs pinned Rafe in his spot. It took all his hard-won discipline not to flinch away from the scrutiny, knowing the god could see inside his mind. Zeus had never paid much attention to any of the Ravens, unless they were fighting his father Cronus and his beasts for him, and that had been thousands of years ago. Now Rafe wished he would go back to tormenting Max and Malcolm. Maybe he should think about all the things the other two men were probably going to do to his baby girl that night?

You shouldn’t think anything of that nature. You don’t want to get me mad. I promised my baby girl I wouldn’t hurt her husbands. You, on the other hand, I didn’t promise anything about,” Zeus warned.

Rafe stumbled back on the soft sand at the booming voice in his head. Vin’s arm around his shoulders was the only thing that kept him from falling flat on his ass. Looking across the aisle, he saw Zeus staring at the threesome as the priest began the wedding.

I’ve always paid attention to you boys.”

Even though Zeus wasn’t looking at him, Rafe was aware the god could hear everything he thought. Which sucked fucking dick.

Of course you did, sir. I apologize for my slight to you.” Had Rafe not been at two of his closest friends’ wedding, he’d have dematerialized.

Zeus sighed. “You are such a poor liar, Rafe Blackstone. But since this is a happy occasion, I will let it pass. I…”

Rafe wasn’t sure what Zeus was planning to say, he was just glad they were interrupted by the priest announcing Max and Malcolm could kiss their bride. The puzzled look on Zeus’s face made Vin bust out in a fit of deep chuckles, earning him a look from the eerie, silver gaze of Zeus. Good, maybe he was getting the mind-fuck from the god, too.

Max, being the gentleman he was, gave Selena a sweet kiss. Malcolm, on the other hand, wasn’t so suave. A loud grunt came from Malcolm, and then he was rubbing the back of his head with a look of retribution toward his brother Max. Max, ever the diplomat, reached for their wife and placed her between them.

It was his turn to finally get to walk back down the aisle with Tamara. She had to be one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen, and that was saying something. For the first couple thousand years, he’d spent his life surrounded by goddesses who were perfection personified. But something about Selena’s best friend called to him on a deeper level.

She linked her arm with his, her musky perfume hit his nose like an aphrodisiac, and he felt his dick swell in his trousers like an untried boy. Vin’s eyebrows rose as he looked Rafe up and down, the corners of his lips twitching. Had he not been holding Tamara, Rafe would’ve flipped him the bird.

He felt Tamara stiffen. In her high heels she was close to six feet tall. That still made her a good foot shorter than him and Vin. Rafe shook his head. Why he kept thinking of Tamara with him and Vin was a mystery. Not that he and his closest friend hadn’t been known to share women in the past.

“You can let me go now,” Tamara whispered.

Rafe looked down into eyes like melted chocolate. He always was a lover of anything chocolate.


“Good lord, what you do to me,” Vin murmured against her lips.

She took a shaky breath. “I made myself a promise years ago, that I’d be in charge of my life. Today, I almost…I won’t allow anything or anyone to stop me from taking what I want.”

Tamara wiggled out from between them, and Vin felt his heart drop.

Rafe growled, but he too didn’t make a move to pull her back. This was her choice, even if it killed them both.

She turned her back to the both of them, her hair a dark curtain as it spilled down past her waist. Lust, mixed with the softer emotion of love, swept over Vin.

Tamara grabbed the end of her camisole and dragged it over her head. Her copper-colored skin played peek-a-boo behind her hair, making Vin’s iron-hard erection almost painful.

Rafe tore his own shirt in half in his impatience, and the remnants of the torn garment sailed across the room. She was wearing a bra, but with a twist of her long slim fingers, she unsnapped the closure and dropped it next to her top.

Vin was trembling inside and out. He wanted to close the gap between them, but this was her show. He didn’t want to do anything that would scare her or make her change her mind.

When she turned to face them, her breasts that were definitely large enough to fill his hands, were firm and high. The tips were puckered, and he growled, shocked at the possessive sound.

Tamara lifted her hands and kneaded the flesh that beckoned to him. He raised his own shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

Her hands shook as she ran her palms down her flat abdomen, the trembling evident as she undid the snap on the loose slacks she wore.

Any doubt that she wanted them as much as they wanted her disappeared when the scent of her arousal hit him. Standing in nothing but a white lace thong, Tamara was every man’s wet dream. She licked her lips, lips that were red and swollen from his kisses.

“Are you sure, omorfia mou?” Rafe asked, standing frozen to the spot.

Vin heard the desperation in his friend’s tone, the endearment so easily said from one of the coldest men Vin had ever known.

“Am I sure that I want to have sex with two men? Absolutely.” She nodded. “But I’ve never done this…”

He’d never seen a woman with a complexion like hers blush so becomingly. Vin vowed he’d do his damnedest to see that same rosy hue cover her from head to toe for a whole other reason, and soon.

“How do you want to do this,agape mou?” Vin asked.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean. I’m a sure thing.”

Rafe growled, moving closer to where she stood. “You are many things, Tamara, but I would never call you a sure thing, nor will we allow you to demean yourself to us.”

She pushed at Rafe’s chest. “You don’t allow me to do anything. I do what I want.”

Vin watched Tamara nip Rafe’s lip, her fingers unsnapping his jeans. The sound of Rafe’s zipper being tugged down made all hesitation on their part fly out the window with her take-charge moves.

“I had you pegged as a commando man,” Tamara murmured as his jeans parted to expose lack of briefs.

Vin didn’t think he could handle watching her give Rafe a blow job without coming in his jeans.

“Come here,” she beckoned him with one finger. And like a marionette, he walked the two steps to where she stood holding his best friend’s hard cock in her hand.

Vin’s own hands itched to cup her breasts in his palms, and it went against the grain to turn control over to anyone, but he knew Tamara needed this. And goddess, did he need to have her fingers wrapped around his length. He needed her lips and tongue on his dick like he needed his next breath. She unsnapped his jeans and undid the zip the same as Rafe’s, gasped, and smiled a wicked grin.

“Not commando for you then, Vin?” Tamara dropped to her knees.

“She’s going to fucking kill us.” Rafe groaned.

“What a way to go.” Vin palmed the back of Tamara’s head, letting her lick first him then Rafe.

She hummed around the head of his dick, and Vin was sure he was going to come.

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Rafe loved seeing Tamara on her knees sucking his and his best friend’s cocks, wanted to watch her swallow Vin’s cum and then his. But not their first time.

Vin tugged Tamara off him, pulled her to her feet and covered her mouth with his own. The man didn’t kiss her. No, he ate at her mouth like a starving man.

“Bed,” Rafe rumbled.

Tamara tugged Vin to what Rafe assumed was her bedroom. The king-sized bed would be a tight fit—since both he and Vin were huge men, even a California King wouldn’t work. He made a small adjustment with no more than a thought, replacing her bed with one twice as big.

Vin jerked the covers off the bed, tossing them to the end over the chest at the foot of the bed, which kept them from tumbling to the floor. “I don’t want anything to hide you from us.” Vin’s voice sounded rough. “How do you want to do this, agape mou?”

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Check It Out and a Giveaway! Selena’s Men by Elle Boon

We are happy and excited to share with you Selena’s Men by Elle Boon as we anticipate the second book in the Series Two For Tamara (coming May 21st).  To get y0u ready, we are giving away one e-copy of Selena’s Men to one lucky commenter today!  Good Luck!



From the time she was old enough to talk Selena knew she was different than other little girls. It wasn’t just that she looked different than most of the other kids with her silvery blonde curly hair, or the ability to speak several languages she’d never studied. No it was much more than that and even her family and best friends don’t know everything.

Max and his twin brother Malcolm King are older than Earth itself. Not human, yet not a God, they were thrust to a foreign world with the hope to find their Fated. The one person meant for them who would complete them.

After thousands of years, and more wars than either man cares to remember they have finally decided their Fated doesn’t exist. Until their world is rocked by the sudden appearance of Zeus and a new directive, find his lost daughter.

When Selena meets Max and Malcolm the chemistry between the three of them are off the charts. The immediate connection and feeling of completeness is threatened when their greatest enemy finds Selena. Now Max and Malcolm must race against time and hope their combined strength is enough to save the woman they love, or not only will they lose Selena, but Earth itself.

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She wanted to give them anything. That thought gave her pause, until his teeth nipped at her bottom lip. Goddess. She flicked her tongue out over the area he’d bitten. He tasted like the finest wine, and she wanted to savor him.

She wanted more, and Max was obliged to give her more.

With incredible ease he lifted her up, aligning their bodies, guiding her legs around his waist. Their mouths met in a clash of lips and teeth, before gentling. She sank into his kiss, loving the demanding way he held her head as if he’d never let go.

The feel of another set of hands squeezing her breasts reminded her of Malcolm, and Selena was almost shocked out of the sexual haze, but a gentle push at her shields reminded her that something was different with these two. She allowed a sliver of light to flow into her mind that she recognized as Malcolm. He was trying to reassure her.

Instead of jerking away from the invasion she sent a small burst of energy back, still not allowing either man entry into her thoughts.

The action received the desired effect. Malcolm squeezed the tips of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger while trailing his lips along the column of her throat. Max made love to her mouth. There was no other way she could describe it. He ran his tongue over the roof, around the front of her teeth. Who’d have thought that would feel so freaking good? All the while she rubbed herself against Max’s rock-hard stomach, knowing she could come at the slightest touch from either man. If Malcolm or Max would just trail their hands down between her legs, they’d find her dripping wet. One flick, or one brush of a finger and she knew she’d fly apart at the seams. The thought should embarrass her, but all she wanted was to feel one or both of them touching her.

She was sure Max’s shirt and pants were going to be showing a visible wet spot from where she was wrapped around him. Again, she couldn’t find an ounce of guilt.

From the size of his erection pressing between her legs, and the one at her back, she’d guess they were in the same situation. She trembled, wrapped her arms more firmly around Max’s shoulders, needing his heat. Needing them.

Malcolm’s hands disappeared and then Max’s mouth pulled away.

They worked together like a well-oiled machine, moving toward the overstuffed leather sofa against the wall in her office. She felt a cool breeze from the central air as first her tank top and then her bra was removed by Malcolm. Absently she wondered how they’d learned to accomplish such a task, but Max reclaimed her lips in a heated kiss. Malcolm’s extremely warm hands began kneading her chilled flesh.

“Damn, she feels like silk,” Malcolm murmured.

Time seemed to stop. It took several seconds for Selena to get through the sexual fog swirling in her brain. Somehow Max had pried her legs from his hips and laid her on the couch. Two matching blue gazes bore into her where she lay in complete abandon.

What must they think of her?

“Oh God,” Selena whispered. She raised her hands to cover her breasts. Even the slight contact with her hands felt erotic with both men watching. She was more than glad Max had the decency to make sure her legs were placed neatly together instead of sprawled out like some sort of…she stopped the absurd thoughts. It took two, or in this case three, to tango and she definitely wasn’t the only one who was doing the undressing, she noticed.

Malcolm’s shirt had joined hers on the floor at some point and his belt was off with the top button of his slacks open, exposing the black briefs below. Max, on the other hand, was still completely dressed, and to her complete embarrassment he did indeed have a wet spot from where she had unabashedly ground herself against him.

Before she could scramble up, Max leaned down and pulled her boots and socks off in two easy tugs.

“What the hell?”

She truly meant to scramble up. To put up more of a fight. But Malcolm chose that moment to drop to his knees on the floor by her head. The brothers looked so much alike, but were so different. She couldn’t explain it, or put it to words, just a feeling that she had in the pit of her soul.

“You’re so beautiful. Perfect,” Malcolm said. He captured her mouth in a kiss that stole her breath and her sanity. She raised her hands, not to push him away, but to pull him closer. His muscles bunched under her hands, his skin smooth over the steel hardness. His taste was also different than Max’s, but no less of an elixir she could easily become addicted to. Where Max tasted like the sweetest wine, Malcolm tasted like melted honey. She pulled his hair from the binding at the base of his neck, running her fingers through the soft thickness. Another thing that made them different.

The sound of her leather belt sliding, and the clang of the heavy blinged-out belt hitting the carpet, was overly loud in the room.

A tap on her hips and she was lifting herself up to help them slide her skirt down, leaving her wearing only a tiny red thong. The dang thing was soaked and no longer doing anything anymore. She wasn’t sure whose hands were at her waist removing what, or whose hands were touching her breasts. She was lost in a sensory overload of four hands, two mouths, and goddess help her she loved every minute of it.

A puff of air on her soaked thighs had her clit throbbing, aching for one of them to touch her.

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