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Thursday, December 31, 2020
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Release Blitz/ Tully by Jane Henry
Don’t let her mousy appearance fool you...
McKenna Byrne is fire.
Hot tempered.
Passionate.
All-consuming.
She seared my soul from our very first kiss.
Once, she wanted a chance at independence.
A life away from the Clan.
Then danger threw us back together,
and when McKenna and I collide…
We ignite.
Now I’m forced to claim her.
To make her a full-fledged woman of the Clan.
She might fight me tooth and nail, but we both love a challenge.
This time, there’ll be no escape for either of us.
This time, we’ll burn.
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.
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Release Blitz Sharing Noelle by Margot Scott
Title: Sharing Noelle
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Menage/Forbidden Romance
Release Date: December 18, 2020
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My hot stepbrother. His gorgeous dad. An impossible choice.
With my dad and his wife honeymooning over Christmas, I assume I’ll be celebrating the holidays alone. That is, until my new stepbrother—a sex-god sous chef with a smile that melts panties like butter—invites me to spend the week at his dad’s log-cabin resort.
Thirsting after my much older stepbrother is bad enough. Falling head over heels in lust with his lumberjack dad is just plain greedy.
The only thing these stubborn men can agree on is that they both want me. I can’t imagine saying no to one of them, so I won’t.
When they ask me what I want for Christmas, I’ll be honest.
One man isn’t enough for me. I want them both.
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EXCERPT
The tension between Colton and Sawyer plays out in their body language. In the way they pass the salt, how they avoid each other’s gazes, that they only speak directly to me and not to each other.
“You were amazing today,” Sawyer says.
I smile around a mouthful of fluffy mashed potatoes. “I was just doing my job.”
“It wasn’t your job,” Colton says, his hair still damp and spiky from the shower. “But it sounds like you’d be great at it.”
“I wish it could be my job.” I spear a piece of carrot onto my fork, even though my stomach is plenty full. Everything is so damn good; I cannot stop eating. “I guess it could be, after college. God, when I think about going back to school, I just want to crawl under the covers and go to sleep.”
“Maybe you shouldn’t,” Sawyer says. “Go back, I mean.”
The thought of never having to sit through another boring lecture or write another research paper sounds like heaven. “My dad would kill me if I dropped out.”
“Fuck him,” Sawyer says. “It’s your life. He doesn’t get to tell you how to live it.” Though he’s looking at me, I have a feeling the attitude behind the statement was intended for someone else.
Colton sets his fork down with a clink. “I’m gonna try to catch some sleep. I’ll have to head back out to plow in a few hours.”
I glance between these beautiful, stubborn men. Both irresistible in their own way. I don’t know why they’re fighting, but I’m happy to take the issue inside me, help them turn their frustration into something beneficial for all of us.
“Maybe I can help you get to sleep a little faster,” I say.
Heat and understanding flare in Colton’s gaze. “I wouldn’t turn down help from you.”
I look to Sawyer, who frowns at his plate.
“You guys go on,” he says. “I’ll take care of the dishes.”
I take his hand. “We can do that later. I want to do something for you now.”
Sawyer glances at Colton. They clearly aren’t each other’s biggest fans right now, but maybe I can fix that. Or at least put them on the path toward fixing it themselves.
“It’s Christmas eve,” I remind Sawyer. “None of us should have to be alone.”
Sawyer twines his fingers through mine. It’s not that I’m opposed to having sex with one man at a time. I just get the feeling that leaving Sawyer alone right now would only drive them further apart. I don’t know what’s going to happen after Christmas, but I know that I want to help them, and have them, and be held by them, for as long as I’m able to.
I follow Colton to the master bedroom, with Sawyer on my heels. Sawyer’s hands slide up the back of my shirt as soon as we enter.
“Lift your arms,” he says, and I do.
He pulls my sweater off, then unhooks my bra. Colton’s mouth curves at the sight of my bare breasts and Sawyer’s hands cupping them. He reaches out to pinch my nipples gently, kissing my lips as Sawyer nips at my neck.
“Put her on the bed,” Colton says.
Sawyer walks me over to the mattress. Apparently, the bedroom is the one place where they’re happy to defer to each other, in the name of making me feel good.
I lie down on my back, gazing excitedly up at my men. Well, not my men, I remind myself. Though the more time I spend on the receiving end of their mutual gaze, the harder it is to imagine being looked at by anyone else.
Sawyer takes his shirt off and lies down beside me. Colton helps me out of my jeans and underwear. I’m completely naked between them. Naked and exposed and eager to be devoured. Sawyer kisses my breasts, swirling and flicking his tongue over my nipples.
I whimper as Colton’s hands glide across my stomach and down my thighs before coming to rest between them. He squeezes my pussy gently, making me moan.
“What do you need, little sister?” Sawyer rasps.
“I need both of you inside me,” I tell him. “But first, I need to come.”
Sawyer grins like a man who knows exactly what he’s good at. They position me on my side so that Sawyer can reach around to stroke my clit. I feel his erection against my ass, through his pants, and it makes my clit pulse to know so clearly that I’m the reason he’s hard. Colton’s erection is obscenely obvious in his gray sweatpants. I reach for his cock, running my hand up and down the shaft.
Colton groans softly. I wedge my hand beneath his waistband, gasping as I realize he’s not wearing underwear. The skin of his cock is soft—a stark contrast to his impossible hardness. He works his sweatpants down his thighs, freeing his gorgeous dick for me to play with. He kisses my mouth, as Sawyer plants kisses all over my neck and shoulders.
I stroke Colton’s shaft. It’s so thick I can barely get my hand around it, and the thought of him putting it inside me makes my clit throb against Sawyer’s fingers.
“She’s so fucking wet,” Sawyer growls. “You’ve gotta feel her.”
I can’t help but smile. Just a few minutes ago, they were barely speaking. Now they’re like kids bonding over their favorite toy. Sawyer lifts my leg so Colton can reach my pussy. His fingers glide between my lips.
“Jesus.” He growls the word. I watch him taste his fingers, closing his eyes to savor me. He reaches back down to rub my clit. “I want you to come for us, sweetheart. Get that pussy nice and ready.”
Sawyer’s hands vanish for a few seconds as Colton strokes me. Then I hear the purr of a zipper. The heat and stiffness of Sawyer’s bare cock against my ass is like a switch, turning my arousal up to high. He angles his length between my legs but doesn’t push inside me. Rather, he glides his cock along my folds, like a preview.
Here’s what’s coming for you, little sister...
AUTHOR BIO
Margot Scott likes long nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy days spent in bed with her furbabies. When she’s not writing forbidden-love stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for pictures of pink things.
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Release Blitz Forever my Babygirl by Jane Henry and Shanna Handel
A playboy billionaire, a desperate escort, and a one night stand...
There are crickets in my bank account,
An echo in my fridge,
And if I don't pay my rent,
I'm out on the street.
I need a quick fix.
He makes me call him daddy,
Demands obedience,
Makes me crave so much more.
But my debts are paid...
And our time is dwindling...
But I want to stay... forever
Jane Henry
USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming
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Cover Reveal/ Pre-Order Sharing Noelle by Margot Scott
Title: Sharing Noelle
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Menage/Forbidden Romance
Release Date: December 18, 2020
BLURB
My hot stepbrother. His gorgeous dad. An impossible choice.
With my dad and his wife honeymooning over Christmas, I assume I’ll be celebrating the holidays alone. That is, until my new stepbrother—a sex-god sous chef with a smile that melts panties like butter—invites me to spend the week at his dad’s log-cabin resort.
Thirsting after my much older stepbrother is bad enough. Falling head over heels in lust with his lumberjack dad is just plain greedy.
The only thing these stubborn men can agree on is that they both want me. I can’t imagine saying no to one of them, so I won’t.
When they ask me what I want for Christmas, I’ll be honest.
One man isn’t enough for me. I want them both.
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Author’s Note: Cozy up with this forbidden Christmas and New Year’s Eve romance featuring two scorching-hot, dominant alphas—who also happen to be father and son. This steamy read is fast, filthy, and jam packed with age-gap holiday instalove, and a guaranteed HEA for all!
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EXCERPT
“I had a lot of fun today,” Noelle says. “Thank you. Both of you.”
“You’re welcome,” I tell her.
“Hands-on tree cutting is all part of the quintessential Christmas package,” Sawyer says, sliding closer to her under the guise of showing her how to work the hot tub’s controls.
The water around us bubbles to life.
Something brushes my calf. It takes a second for me to realize the culprit is Noelle’s foot. She rests it on my knee, and I lay my hand over it. This slight contact is enough to get my heart pounding, pumping blood to my cock. It’s not until Sawyer smiles at her that I realize she must be touching him in some way, too.
What the fuck is happening?
Sawyer tucks his arm behind her neck, as they gaze up at the night sky. She doesn’t move her foot. Eventually, Sawyer turns to look at her, and she at him. He traces the edge of her jaw with his fingertip, then taps the tip of her nose. She catches his finger in her mouth, between her teeth.
I realize she must be licking his fingertip. I’ve caught my son fucking enough girls in my house over the years to recognize the signs that he’s enjoying himself.
Right now he’s shooting me a look that says, what the hell are you still doing here? And the longer I sit, the more I begin to doubt myself and what I am doing in this hot tub with my son and the girl he wants to finger.
It doesn’t matter that I like her, too. She’s too young for me, and I’m too damn old to be playing guessing games with a teenager. My son wants her and she obviously wants him.
I shouldn’t be here. This was a mistake.
Easing her foot off my knee, I rise from the water.
“Colton,” Noelle says, her sad-puppy eyes boring into me. “You’re leaving?”
I angle my body so she can’t see the bulge in my shorts.
“Gotta be up early tomorrow,” I tell her.
She grasps my hand, using me as leverage to keep her balance as she stands. I should let go of her and get out of the tub, but all I can do is stare at her now transparent bra and panties. At the dark points of her nipples and the visible cleft between her legs. The look on my son’s face tells me the view of her backside is just as enticing.
“What if I want you to stay?” she asks.
I glace at Sawyer, who looks confused. No doubt it’s dawning on him that Noelle might be choosing his father over him, and he’s not sure what to make of it.
Yeah, that’s right. Your pop’s still got it...
Noelle’s gaze jumps between Sawyer and me, her expression anxious.
“What if I want you both to stay?”
She lets go of my hand to unhook her bra, removing it along with her panties. Tossing the drenched scraps of fabric aside, she stands between us, naked and wet, and more beautiful than anything I’ve dared to dream of.
“I’m sorry I’m not better at this,” she says. “I don’t know how to say it so that it doesn’t sound perverted. But I like you both so much. And...I just want you.”
She takes Sawyer’s hand, then mine, and places them on her tits. Her nipple teases the inside of my palm and sends blood surging through me, straight to my cock.
But Sawyer is my son. That I’m even considering sharing Noelle with him is fucking insane. But as crazy as this whole thing is, part of me wants to say yes.
Because I want Noelle, more than I’ve wanted any other woman. And if this is what it takes to have her, I’m willing to give it a try.
She tips her face upward, silently begging me to kiss her. And I want to, so fucking much.
I lower my lips to hers. She’s even softer than she looks, and sweeter. I haven’t kissed a woman in over three years, and that woman wasn’t anyone special. Noelle is as special as it gets. I skim my thumb across her nipple, slipping my tongue into her mouth on a gasp. I explore her mouth, inhaling her exhales, then pull back before I forget what’s at stake here.
“Sawyer,” I rasp. “You’ve gotta tell me right now if you’re not okay with this.”
I stare him down, my gaze stony and serious as cancer. My decision is already made. I couldn’t resist this girl if I wanted to. And for the first time since my son was born, the day I vowed to put his needs first forever, I don’t fucking want to.
But he needs to be damn sure that this is something he can live with, because once we cross that line, there’s no normal to go back to.
He wraps his arm around Noelle’s hips. “As long as it’s what she wants...”
“It is.” She gasps as his hand flexes around her breast.
He strokes her mound. She whimpers.
“Then I’ll take you however I can get you,” he says. “Even if it means sharing you with him.”
Sawyer draws Noelle down into the water so he can kiss her, starting with her mouth, then her jaw, then her neck. It’s here and now that I learn how much I enjoy seeing her drunk on pleasure, even if I’m not the one serving it.
Noelle wets her bottom lip as she eyes the obvious bulge in my shorts.
“Be with me, Colton,” she says, her voice a siren song.
I sink into the foaming water, ready to drown.
AUTHOR BIO
Margot Scott likes long nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy days spent in bed with her furbabies. When she’s not writing forbidden-love stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for pictures of pink things.
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