Presenting: The Pirate's Captive, by Maisy Archer

When a notorious pirate demands a ransom from her family in return for lifting his blockade of the local port, twenty-one-year-old Evelyn Hollywell takes matters into her own hands. Her plan to thwart the lawless rogue quickly goes awry, however, when she is carried off from her home and held as a captive aboard his ship.

Evelyn quickly discovers that while the handsome buccaneer has no intention of doing her any harm, he will not tolerate disobedience, and when she attempts an escape she ends up over his knee for a painful, embarrassing spanking in front of his entire crew. Though the stern punishment infuriates Evelyn, she cannot help wondering what it would be like to be mastered much more thoroughly, and soon enough she is blushing crimson and quivering with desire as he teaches her exactly what it means for a beautiful lady to surrender her body to a dominant man.

Despite her growing attraction to her captor, however, his plans for her remain a mystery. She is to be delivered to a man in Boston, but she knows neither who he is nor what he wants with her. All she can be sure of is that with each passing day she feels less like a prisoner and more like a priceless treasure. But will old enemies or the dangers of the high seas tear her from her lover’s arms?
Publisher’s Note: The Pirate’s Captive includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And now a tempting teaser from the book itself:

… He wrapped one enormous hand around my waist, gripping the small of my back, pulled me into him, and kissed me.

Oh.

Oh, God.

The shock of it broke through the wall of my anger with the force of a cannonball, eradicating it as though it had never existed, and I was lost to sensation.

His lips were hard, bruising, forcing me to yield. I didn’t hesitate. I parted my lips and his tongue reached out to tangle with mine, stroking over me slowly, as though savoring the taste of me, coaxing me to respond in kind. I hesitantly brushed my tongue against his and he growled, actually growled, low in his throat. The feral sound made my belly flip and my knees tremble, but it didn’t matter, because he was there, supporting me. One of his hands remained at my waist while the other moved up my back to grip the nape of my neck, and he lifted me so that only the very tips of my toes touched the floor, and my breasts pushed against the hard, hot wall of his chest.

I ran my hands up over his arms, reveling in the feel of him, his muscles bunched and corded as he supported me easily. And then I did something I’d wanted to do from the first moment I’d seen him. I tangled my fingers in his wild brown hair.

And the kiss grew hotter.

His fingers knotted in my hair and he pulled me back so that I arched against him. The hand at my waist moved around to my belly and then up… and up…

When the backs of his fingers touched the underside of my breast, I groaned. Every part of me was aflame and I ached with need. I couldn’t seem to get close enough to him. Without conscious thought, I lifted my leg over his, ready to climb him, fitting him against me.

The shock of his hardness against my core made bolts of excitement shoot up my spine. He was so hard, hard everywhere, and I… I had never felt so soft…

I had no idea what came next, no idea what more he wanted from me, but I gave myself over to him in that moment. Where he led, I would go.

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As soon as the door was closed, the almoner put down his pheasant, and rubbed the grease off his hands with some cloth. "You seek honesty and openness. Very well, Mistress Larke, let me do you the courtesy of speaking plain. I would have you as my mistress. My situation in life, as you know, makes it impossible for me to offer you marriage. But I assure you, I have the means to set you and your brother up very well. You would both be very well taken care of. And any children you might have by me will receive not only the best education, but will undoubtedly be advanced by my connections at court."

His bluntness took her by surprise. She stared at the woodcock before her, and found it impossible to raise her eyes from the table.

"I have struck you dumb?"

"No, no. I'm just momentarily at a loss for words."

"My offer does not repel you?"

Yes. And no. Oh, sweet Lord, how am I to respond to such a question? "Sir. Do you think so ill of me as to use me thus? You must think me no better than a common— I can hardly say the name. Whore?"

"Quite the reverse," said Wolsey. "Since meeting you that first time, I have made a number of inquiries. I know you to be a virtuous, honest woman. I cannot pretend to offer you matrimony, for it is beyond my gift to do so. But I can offer you protection. And love."

"Love. How easily you speak the word. Yet you hardly know me."  

"I know what I must. Mistress Larke, when we talk of good opinion, do you think so lowly that I would choose to lie with any woman? I, Thomas Wolsey, who have sworn myself to chastity? Believe me, madam, it has not been without careful consideration that I offer myself thus to you. My dignity demands that I consider pairing myself with a woman of the gentle classes. To mate with any other would be untenable."

She sneered. "And you talk of love."

"Love will come. Mine is a constant nature. Give yourself to me and I will prove this to you."

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Presenting: Lilly Blossoms, by Maggie Ryan

Lilly Blossoms (Lessons in Submission: Book III) By Maggie Ryan

Beauty isn't perfection—it is the ability to see beyond the flaws.

Victorian England is not kind to those born without privilege, and yet Lillian Lancaster has made a home for herself and a scrawny feral cat. Lilly is happiest working in the gardens, knowing she can never match their beauty. She is one of the flower-girls on the streets selling the bouquets she makes with love for mere pennies. When her very livelihood is threatened by what was intended as a kindness, she assuages her conscience by crawling through the hedge and taking only what she needs to survive. On the day her presence is threatened to be discovered, she takes refuge in an oak tree and witnesses a scene that will change her life.

The moment Phillip Carrington sees Lilly hidden in the foliage, he is intrigued. The moment he holds her, he is captivated. The moment she gives him her trust, he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life convincing her that she is the most beautiful bloom in the garden.

Will his love be enough to teach this young woman that her past does not need to keep her trapped in fear? Will learning what happens behind the etched-glass doors of the special school run by Miss Eleanor Summers frighten her, or will it let her see that what she perceives as flaws are actually to be viewed as part of the beautiful soul that lives inside her? Will she place her trust in Lord Carrington and, with the gift of her submission, allow him to lead her away from the darkness?

Lilly Blossoms is the third book in Maggie Ryan's bestselling Lessons in Submission series and yet it can also be read as a stand alone.

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USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane brings you a romantic suspense that will leave you gasping.

Twenty-four year old journalist Smyth McCullen is following the trail of a killer, right onto Fort Hancock Army training center.  After two murders of young women just out of basic, both under the same drill sergeant, Smyth knows she must join the Army to unravel the truth.

Little does she know that Basic is dangerous in more ways than one. Protecting her battle buddy, working through sixteen hours of grueling training a day, and following a potential bad guy, is nothing compared to falling for a dominant, undercover  drill sergeant.

Hunter Jones is undercover, looking into the potential murders under Drill Sergeant Cage’s direction.  He’s been through many deployments, both public, and some not so public. He’s interrogated bad guys, fallen behind enemy lines, and is prepared in every way to act as a drill sergeant and save another potential victim. What he’s not prepared for is the sexy, young strawberry blonde who is definitely not eighteen.

As their attraction grows, they march one step closer to the end of the session, and imminent danger.  Can Smyth find the killer in time? Can Hunter protect the next target, especially if it’s Smyth? 

Lovers of steamy romance, hot military heroes and plucky heroines will adore Katherine Deane’s hot new romantic suspense.

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“So my punishment is over?”

“Yes, it is. And you are forgiven. Did that kind of punishment work better than a spanking? Be honest.”

She wanted to grumble and lie and tell him no. But she chose to be frank, even if it did suck. “Yeah. It was horrible. I was embarrassed and angry and turned on with no relief in sight. And then you said all that stuff— it was all true—but it hurt to hear. I think your disappointment was the worst part of the punishment.”

“Thank you for your honesty. Now I know how to punish you in the future. And spankings are definitely on a different list.”

“But I’m still getting spanked today?” Her voice raised a few octaves with hopefulness.

“Hell yeah. I’m going to spank you so hard, you’ll feel it for the next week. And you’re going to love it.”

“Yes, sir.” She grinned. “Where do you want me?”

He sat down on the bed, and beckoned her toward him. “Over my lap, naughty little Private.”

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Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara

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Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon

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Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara

Upon waking in a dimly lit white room, my biggest fear was that I had been kidnapped by a serial killer. I learned there are things out here in the universe much worse than anything on Earth. And, even if you escape, you can never go home.

They’re not kind, these being who stole me and want to use me as chattel. The others—part man, part machine— have claimed me for their own, but I’m far from saved.

Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley

My planet of Unin had all but been destroyed, and what was left was quickly being devastated by civil wars throughout. Everything I once believed, once knew, once fought ruthlessly to protect, had now vanished. Once I was a fierce warrior, and now simply a slave being transported by two brothers to a planet 720 hours away to mutate and die.

A lot can happen in 720 hours…

His Human Slave by Renee Rose

Collared and caged, his human slave awaits her training.

Zander, the alien warrior prince intent on recovering his planet, needs a mate. While he would never choose a human of his own accord, his physician’s gene-matching program selected Lamira’s DNA as the best possible match with his own. Now he must teach the beautiful slave to yield to his will, accept his discipline and learn to serve him as her one true master.

Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane

Left stranded on the hostile world of Cephaia, Commander Cass Randall finds herself face to face with alien twins Ryn and Rom. Seeking revenge on humans for the death of their Mate, the warriors take out their rage and pain on Cass. But they discover the desire they feel for their captive is far more powerful than their anger.

Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon

On my eighteenth birthday, the Kleaxians attacked and killed all the human males aboard the Stargazer. The females were kept as mates or slaves. I was taken as a mate. Lucky me.

The huge alien who claimed me is called Prince Kenan. He says he’ll never let me go—that we are bonded for life. When I defy him, he punishes me in the most humiliating ways imaginable. But sometimes he’s tender and loving. I try to be good so he doesn’t hurt me.

I don’t know what scares me more—that I’ll never escape Prince Kenan…or that I’m starting to fall for my captor.

Presenting: Daddy Takes the Reins, by Kelly Dawson

Daddy Takes the Reins  -  by Kelly Dawson

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When she lands a job as an apprentice jockey at a racing stable, Bianca is determined not to let her Tourette’s Syndrome interfere with her dream career, and she does her best to conceal her occasional tics from her ridiculously handsome new boss. But Clay Lewis is not an easy man to fool. He soon discovers her secret, and when he casually mentions that she ought to be spanked for her deception it sets Bianca’s heart racing like nothing ever has before.

Her crush on Clay grows stronger by the day, but while she strives to impress him at work Bianca struggles to deal with tragic circumstances in her own life. With her younger sister—and lifelong best friend—incapacitated by terminal cancer and becoming more dependent on her by the day, she finds herself pushing herself to the point of skipping meals and going without sleep.

Clay can see the toll that stress is taking on Bianca, and when she collapses from exhaustion at the stable he knows it is time for him to step in, but not as a boss or as a boyfriend. What she needs is a loving daddy who will both comfort her when she is sad and bare her bottom and spank her like a naughty little girl when she doesn’t take care of herself properly.

Bianca delights in the attention she receives from Clay, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her as his own it brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible, but she cannot help wondering if he will stay by her side even when her tics are at their worst. Can she truly trust Clay enough to surrender her heart to him and let her daddy take the reins?

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She sat on the edge of the bath, resting against him, watching while he squirted shower gel into the running water to make suds. Despite still feeling so wobbly on her feet, so weak and dizzy, she smiled. How long had it been since she’d had a bubble bath? She couldn’t remember.

    She didn’t protest when Clay undid the buttons on her shirt, gently easing it back off her shoulders. She didn’t complain when he slid her jodhpurs down her thighs, lifting up first one foot and then the other, to pull them off the ends of her feet. But she let out a startled cry when his soft hands returned to her back, to undo the fastenings on her bra.

    “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, kissing her cheek. “You’re safe, I promise you. You wanted to be a little kid again, to have someone take care of you, to be claimed and punished. Well I’m claiming you. I’m taking care of you. I’ll be your daddy – you’ll be my little girl. I will take care of you.”

    Too tired to argue, she smiled in agreement. Right now, that sounded like bliss.

    She didn’t resist when Clay gently slid her bra forward down over her arms, freeing her breasts. And when he stood her up to slide her knickers down her legs, she cooperated with him, holding onto his shoulders for balance and lifting her feet one at a time so she could step out of them. Strangely, she wasn’t embarrassed when she stood there in front of him in all her naked glory, watching as his eyes roamed over her.

    “You’re beautiful,” he whispered. Then he stood up. “In you get,” he commanded, helping her step over the side and lower herself down into the bubbles.

    She leaned back and closed her eyes as the warm water washed over her, disappearing under the hot suds right up to her neck. She kept her eyes closed as Clay soaped up a washcloth and ran it over her skin, thoroughly cleaning her entire body, every single crevice, with a gentle, circular motion. She should be asking him to stop, she should be mortified at this man touching her, washing her most intimate places, but she wasn’t. She felt cared for and secure; she felt all her stress slipping away as the suds washed over her. She felt content.

    “Lie back.” Clay pushed her head down into the water gently, running his fingers through her hair, wetting the strands from root to tip. She could feel the strength in his fingers as he massaged her scalp, kneading the shampoo over her head and through her hair. Thick lather ran down his wrists and into the water around her as he washed her hair, then he tilted her head back and rinsed it out expertly.

    She smiled. When had anyone ever washed her hair? She hadn’t even set foot in a hair salon in years – Annie always trimmed her hair for her when it got too long. She’d never cared enough about her appearance to bother with professional haircuts. It seemed a bit pointless really, to pay a fortune for a flash hair-do when she looked ridiculous anyway by screwing up her face at random. Annie. How was she getting on? Was she all settled into her new home already? Now that she knew Rose’s immediate future was secure, she’d been intending to go and visit Annie, maybe take her out for lunch. She sat up.

    “I need to go; I have to go see Annie.”

    Clay shook his head. “You’re not going anywhere – you’re exhausted. You need a sleep. After you’ve had a nap, I’ll drive you there myself, I promise.”

    “I need to see her,” she whined. “You don’t understand,” she pleaded.

    Clay put a finger to her lips, shushing her. “You will see her, but you need a nap first. You’ve been running yourself ragged, stressing yourself out to the point of collapse.” He looked at his watch. “It’s only 11 o’clock. Ordinarily, you’d still be working now. You can sleep until 2pm, then we’ll go visit her. Deal? I’ll get your shift covered for this afternoon so you can spend the entire evening with her.”

    She nodded. That sounded fair.

    “I’m glad you agreed to that, little girl,” he told her, and winked. Then his voice took on a stern tone. “Because when little girls are naughty, they go across their daddy’s knee, their pants get pulled down, and their bottoms get smacked. It would be most unfortunate if you found yourself in that position now, wouldn’t it?” He winked again. “A spanking hurts so much more on wet skin.