Mellanie Szereto's Latest Release

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Hi, Xondra! Thanks for allowing me to take over your blog today :)

I’m very excited about my newest release from Siren Publishing, The Sextet Presents...Playing in the Raine: A Toy Story. This story was so much fun to write! Yes, as the title implies, toys are a main character in this novella. No, they aren’t meant for children—although Buzz and Woody would make for some appropriate names for a couple of Raine’s playthings. Some are real, and some are the figment of my wild imagination. Any naughtiness associated with the latter I claim as my own!

I’m giving away a copy on my blog today, so stop by and leave a comment for a chance to win! http://www.mellanieszereto.blogspot.com

Blurb: Thirty-eight-year-old Raine Michaels’s last boyfriend dumped her for a barely legal younger woman, so she decides to find herself a boy-toy. Scanning the local campus newspaper, three ads pique her interest, as do the men who placed the personals. She’s lucky she has her stash of plastic playmates to keep her company until she chooses a flesh and blood man to satisfy her. But is one enough?

           

Vince Niccolo, Rafe Leonard, and Matt Augustine are searching for Ms. Right to join their not-yet-perfect threesome. Placing individual ads might’ve misled the interesting woman who uses PlayingInTheRaine for her email address, but would she have responded to a “three bi guys want a woman to share” request? Not likely. Now, they have to convince her they can give her more pleasure than a box of battery-powered toys. Love might be an unexpected side effect of rub-a-dub-dubbing with three men in her tub.

Excerpt: Matty worked the buttons of her blouse while Vince unzipped her slim skirt. Rafe loosened the tie in her hair, freeing that silky curtain. A skimpy bra barely held the fullness of her shapely tits. He bent to trace the edge of the satin with his tongue, and her nipple popped out.

           

That's an invitation if I've ever seen one. Drawing the puckered tip between his lips, he sucked and licked. Her moans encouraged him. What wonderful ways were his lovers pleasuring her?

           

He glanced downward to see Vince on his knees with his face buried in her fiery bush. She’s a natural redhead. Matt was focused on the back side of her. The Romeo loved ass—kissing, tonguing, fucking. He was damn good at it, too.

           

“Condommms...in the...mmmm...nightstand drawer.” Raine's husky words almost sent Rafe's cock spraying cum everywhere.

           

“Lube?”Matt's intentions were clear.

           

She moaned again. “Box...under the bed.”

           

Reaching behind her, Rafe flicked open her bra, easing it down her arms as he settled his mouth on hers. He brushed his thumbs over her hard nipples, and she slicked her tongue along the seam of his lips. No way could he resist kissing her deeper, tasting her. Smooth, wet, minty. And passionate. She dove inside, skimming his teeth and searching every inch of his mouth until she cried out and shuddered against him. He wanted to look to see what his lovers had done to make her come, but the expression of sheer joy on her face mesmerized him.

           

“So fucking sexy.” He could only agree with Matt's hoarse comment. “I want my dick inside her for the next orgasm. Time to switch.”

           

Sliding his slippery finger from Raine's ass, Matt licked her juice from Vin's lips and chin. “Tasty. Tell me, sweetheart, do you play with the toys in the box often? You’ve got quite a collection.”

           

“Men don't always satisfy me. I've played with them a lot this week.” Her wicked smile sent his heart into palpitations.

           

“If we don't satisfy you, I'll buy you the whole damn store.” Crawling on his hands and knees to the nightstand, he retrieved the box of condoms. “Of course, we might decide to try out a few of these contraptions to spice things up.” He stripped off his clothes and rolled the condom on his aching cock, hoping he lasted long enough to make her come again. Shit, he was going to experience pussy with the only woman he’d ever make love to. Lying on the bed, he crooked his finger at her. “Will you ride me, Raine? Then Rafe can fuck that tight rear of yours. His dick feels absolutely amazing. And I bet Vin would love to have you blow him.”

           

She straddled him, gliding her dripping cunt up the length of his erection. “Do you like to suck cock, Matt? I'm guessing you enjoy having one in your butt while you do.”

           

Joining them on the bed, Vin kissed her. “He gives great blow jobs. The other night I fantasized you were sucking me off while he went down on me. And he's a whore when it comes to getting his ass fucked.”

           

Rafe appeared behind her. “His favorite position is being in the middle, with his dick in Vince and my dick in him.” His hands cradled her gorgeous tits. “Want a nibble one of these beauties, Matty?”

           

“Hell, yeah.” He wanted to touch all of her at the same time. Five years had passed since he last copped a feel on a woman. “Lube her some more while I sample the sweets. I doubt she's used to having a long dong like yours in that luscious hole.” Levering up on his elbows, he swiped his tongue around the rosy-brown circle surrounding her ripe raspberry. “Yum. Vin, let her suck your balls. I'll have the perfect view.”

           

Raine arched into his mouth and moaned. “That feels so good. Front and back. I might come before you're inside me, Matt. And you, Rafe. Vince, I want to taste you. No more teasing. Please.”

           

Vin stood over Matt, his nuts dangling chin-level with Raine. She wasted no time sucking one lightly furred ball between her lips. They all groaned. She switched to its twin as Matt dragged his teeth across her pert nipple, gently nipping at the puckered nub. Reaching a hand around her waist, he stuck out his middle finger.

           

“Lube me, Rafe.” Cool jelly coated his skin, and he used his free hand to spread Vin's cheeks. Rubbing over the tight opening, he eased inside to the first knuckle then the second. “Time to suck him, Raine. I have my finger in Vin's ass. And time to be fucked. Are you ready for three ways of loving, sweetheart?”

The Moving Blues

If there's one thing that I despise, it's moving. I've moved so many times in my life that just thinking about it makes me ill.

I've settled into my new apartment and it's in a much nicer area of the city. The last place was a dive and in a rough area where I didn't feel safe and secure. At this moment, I'm sitting at my desk and realizing how freaking different this new area is. We're still in the city, but if I sit and just listen, I can hardly hear anything other than a car driving up the street.

Hopefully I will put down roots here for a bit. It would be nice to settle into a place for an extensive period of time. Oh, and Charlie loves the new place too. That's really important!

Xondra

New Cover Art

Here's the cover art for my upcoming MM IR romance to be released in May from Evernight Publishing. More details will follow as I get them.



Shyla Colt's Recovery Released Today

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Thanks to Xondra for allowing me to stop by and chat a bit about my latest release Recovery with Secret Cravings Publishing.

I’ll be the first to admit I’m extremely nervous about this novella. It’s my first foray into the world of contemporary romance, and by far the most personal piece I’ve published to date. I’m running a contest on my blog to win a copy on release day.  Stop by www.shylacoltsstraightshot.wordpress.com to enter :D 

 Blurb:

Maxim Wadja and his band M.A.D. are on the brink of stardom. With a hot demo and an album in the works he should be on top of the world. But the cocaine habit he’s picked up to enhance his musical ability has put a major strain on his relationship with his high school sweetheart. His addiction has all ready cost him his engagement. Will it lose him Oceane all together or can he get himself in to recovery?

 Excerpt:

His hands began a gentle massage on her lower back then crept up her spine and into her hair. The growing bulge in his pants pressed against her stomach and her panties grew moist. It had been so long since she’d felt him move inside of her. His width and girth were almost too much to take and his thick cock occupied every inch of space inside her walls. He was just too male. The thought of it made her face heat.

"God, Maxi.”
 
She clutched the back of his shirt. Her nipples strained against the cotton that teased them. The material was an annoyance to the heavy mounds that ached to be fondled. She fought the need to grind against him as her body trembled, begging her to relieve the tension that made her pussy pulse as her cream continued to flow like a hot fountain.

"Oceane,” he whispered. God, how did he manage to make her name sound so damn sexy? “I want you mon ange.”

His nimble fingers stilled in her hair and slid down to cup her face as he bent to meet her gaze. “I long for you. Please don’t deny me this.” She remained silent as his soft lips met hers. All rational thought abandoned her as she permitted the passion that flared between them to scald her.

His tongue traced the seam of her lips before it plunged inside her moist cavern. Each swirl felt like a possession as he claimed her mouth in the name of Maxim. Her shaky knees weakened and she clutched his shirt tighter while leaning her weight against the counter. Mews left her mouth and she sucked his tongue deeper. Her legs crept up to wrap around his waist as he lifted and set her on the counter. She spread her legs wide and he wedged himself between her thighs. When they finally came up for air she rested her head against his chest and used the rhythm of his heart beat to steady herself.

“We can’t do this, Max; I won’t go back to the way things were.”

“Why not?”

"Because when you’re using you’re a lunatic, you go on rants, you disrespect me and every time I leave I worry that I’m going to come home and find you overdosed.”

“I’m not using like that anymore, baby, I’ve cut down a lot.” He attempted to soothe her with gentle strokes through her hair and butterfly kisses along her jaw, up to the sensitive area behind her ear.

“A lot isn’t good enough, Maxi! You’ve been using on and off for years, what about kindling? The little bumps you think of as harmless could easily spell your death!” Her voice broke as she looked up at him with watery brown eyes.

She fought down the urge to let his charm sway her and continued her rant. “And then what would I do? Life without you is unthinkable. I feel like a zombie as it is. Like my life has been placed on hold for the past six months.”

“Then why do you keep us apart?” he asked before he delivered a nip to her neck that made her gasp.

“B-because I refuse to let you think it’s okay to continue to do this.” Her brain had started to feel like it was coated with molasses. Her thoughts slowed, her focus grew dull. She was losing the battle.

“I know it’s not okay, O.” he said. The suction on her neck added more to the pool of liquid that had formed between her legs. Desperate to break the sensual spell he weaved she brought up the white elephant in the room.

"Don’t you remember what happened six months ago!”

“How could I forget?” Max’s body grew rigid. His hands stilled and dropped to his side. His shoulders slumped as he moved away.

“I came home and found you laying on the floor unconscious with blood pouring from your nose.”

“If I could take it back, I would. That memory haunts me on a daily basis. God, your face when I came to…” He shuddered and shook his head. His blue eyes clouded over with a cocktail of pain and self loathing.

“I can tell it’s eating you up.” She said. “What I don’t understand is why you won’t just stop.” She lowered herself down from the counter knowing she’d dodged a bullet.

The vivid memories, doused the flames of desire he’d stoked. She rushed to door, gripped the metal knob, and kept her eyes downcast and turned away from him. “You need to leave now.” One more look into those azure jewels and she’d be fall back under his spell.

“Oceane—”

“No, it’s easy to forget what’s happened when you come here like this and you’re so much like your old self. But zilch has changed.” Oceane flipped the latch and spun the lock, desperate for him to leave.

She jumped when Maxim’s heavy hand came down against it the door to keep it shut. He pressed the length of his body against her own and bent to nibble his way down her neck to nip at her shoulder.

“Tell me you don’t want me.”

His large hands cupped her breasts as he ground his hardened cock against her ass. The skin on the back of her neck was caught between his teeth. The slight pain sent an electric pulse straight to her core. Her hips gyrated back against him of their own accord.

"That’s my girl.” His husky whisper was accompanied by the tweaking of her pert nipples and the continuous nudging of his rigid cock between her ass cheeks finally wore her down. She widened her legs and gasped when his stroke extended to hit the area that needed his attention most.

“You’re so wet you soaked through your boxers.” He groaned. “I want to touch that pretty pink pussy of yours, Oceane.”

“W-we shouldn’t be doing this-”

“Shh, this is just for you love. Let me do this, I need this and you do, too.”

“B-but noth—.” Maxim’s hand slipped beneath the band of her boxers putting an end to all her protests.

“No, Panties? What a naughty little girl.” His finger stroked along her drenched slit, captured her cream and took it back to her engorged clit.

“Oooh, God,” she said.

 I hope you all enjoyed the sneak peak at Recovery. Look for the story on Amazon,  All romance, and Secret Cravings Publishing on March 13^th.

The Fuss With Paypal

I held my tongue for a long time when it came to the Paypal mess, even though I was one of the authors who had their self-published titles yanked from Bookstrand without warning. None of my titles violated Paypal's terms of service, but they were still pulled from that site.

At first I didn't know what to think. I was pissed off and rightfully so. Who the hell does this company think they are to decided what's sold on a third party vendors site, right?

I don't agree with what's happened, but I can't say that I was surprised that it did happened. The major influx of pseudo incest stories had been happening for some time and often when I logged into a seller's site, they dominated the new release lists with their sometimes explicit covers and titles. Knowing the history of Paypal from their past actions with other sites, it was only a matter of time before they became involved, and they did in a huge way when they started threatening to withdraw their services from many sites if certain titles were not removed within a week.

Incest titles aren't my cup of tea. I'll be the first to admit that, but I do repect the rights of people who want to buy those books. If they somehow violate the terms of service for a particular site, I think it should be up to the site itself to deal with it and not some outside company that comes out of nowhere with their guns a'blazin!

Now, on to the next bit.

Beastiality has always been a no no for most publishers. That's nothing new. But where do shifter stories fit into this you might ask yourself? Apparently, Paypal has their own opinion on that and if you write these stories you might be affected. So, where will all this end?

I've actively decided to no longer support Paypal. In the grand scheme of things it's about all I can do to protest. Unfortunately, the third party vendors won't get my money when I go to purchase books if they use Paypal as a payment system. I refuse to be told what I can or cannot buy. I encourage others to do the same.