Sinful Sunday with Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Elyzabeth M. VaLey is my guest today for Sinful Sunday, with lots of naughty things to say about her book. Enjoy!

The question here isn't what's sinful about A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood? It's "What's not sinful about it?" *grin*

I know what you're thinking: there are a lot of sins. Greed, wrath, envy, pride, gluttony, lust... and I can't have touched all of them, right? Well, maybe I did. *grin* After all, Demons play an important part in my story, and you know how *they* are. Oh, and Dragons, aren't as good as they're cut out to be, let me tell you.

But, I know the sin you're most interested in. No, no, don't deny it. Lust. *nods* There's plenty of that in this story (along with action, suspense and of course, love -- wouldn't be a romance if not).

Anyway, back to lust. I'm going to give you the three examples of the lust you can find in A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood.  *clears voice*

1. Adrian Ormonde: Longish dark hair, green eyes, sensual smile, 6 foot 5, a hard body made for licking and touching and...you get the picture, no?

2. A menage...or two: MFM or MMF or...allow me to quote Victoria: "[...] stop arguing and please explain why the only thing going through my mind is being sandwiched stark naked between you two."

3. In the shower or on the couch or... There are 3 different realms in A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood: Dragon, Demon, and Earth. So many places to discover the pleasures of the flesh, don't you agree?

Blurb:
He is a shadow in the dark, smelling your scent and sensing your fear...

Legendary bounty hunter Adrian Ormonde is no ordinary man.. his life is filled with secrets and questions, blood and lust. His only concern for 150 years has been survival and discovering the truth behind his demon-dragon nature.

Until he meets his new assignment: Victoria Green.

Victoria Green has felt eyes watching her every move ever since she can remember. Then, Adrian appears. The eyes vanish but new dangers arise as she falls for the mysterious hunter. Cast into an ancient conflict between dragons and demons, Victoria must trust Adrian's skill to be enough to protect her from both the outside world and that which grows within her.

Chance brought them together but will love and passion be enough to keep them joined? Or will the other forces at play in the dragon-demon worlds destroy them forever?

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Excerpt:

Glimpsing at the tent in his jeans, she gasped.

“Already?”

In an instant, he was upon her, his mouth devouring hers and making her legs weak.

“You make me lose control, sweetheart, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t happened in years.”

His hands slid down her waist over her hip and onto her thigh. Her breath hitched as she searched Adrian’s dark eyes.

“Already, you ask?” He sneered, his calloused fingers rising higher and caressing the junction between her legs. His fingertips skimmed over her labia, finding her wet entrance. His grin became smug. Adrian’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed red as he dipped two fingers inside her, wringing out a breath she’d not been aware of holding.

“You’re already wet for me, sweetheart.”

Bringing his lips down to her, he stole another short kiss that had her whimpering against him.
“Adrian.”

She hugged him, bringing him closer and searching for his warm touch again. His eyes scanned her face, his gaze softening.

“You don’t want this, sweetheart.”

“Yes, yes I do,” she replied pushing herself against his hand. His thumb brushed over her clit. Victoria tensed. Her orgasm hung from a cliff, ready to fall.

“I do want it.”

Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him to her mouth, teasing the seams with her tongue. He groaned and she tasted him with longing.  Sucking on his tongue, she made love to it as he pleasured her with his fingers. Her body became a mass of over-sensitized sparks as he coordinated his thumb with his seesawing digits. His hand on her waist, held her in place as she humped against him.

“Come on, sweetheart.”

His husky baritone triggered her release. Victoria cried out, her pussy convulsing in short waves, hot liquid dripping onto Adrian’s fingers. Her towel fell to a heap on the floor as she lost control, the cool breeze doing little to soothe her heated skin. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.

Victoria moved to embrace him but he stepped away from her. Drawing his fingers into his mouth, he briefly closed his eyes emitting a barely audible sound of pleasure. When he opened them again, she gasped. Red sparks danced in his green depths.

“No, Victoria. You don’t want this.”

Shaking his head, he turned around and strode out of the room. Victoria stood rooted to the spot, watching in shock as he left the apartment, the main door slamming shut. Tears dampened her vision. Picking up the t-shirt he’d given her, she put it on. More tears trailed down her cheeks as the smell of detergent mingled with his scent. Taking a deep breath, she hastily brushed them away.

“Get a grip, Vicky.”

Wrapping the discarded towel around her wet hair, she strode to the kitchen, her stomach growling. She didn’t think she’d find anything edible in the small kitchen, but luckily Adrian kept a box of cereal and a few cartons of unopened milk.  Digging into the meal, she shivered slightly as an unsettling feeling grew in her chest. The watchful eyes were back.

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Sinful Sunday: Lynn Tyler

It's my pleasure to welcome a fellow Ontarian and a damn fine writer to my blog. Lynn Tyler lives a few igloos over, though road travel can be difficult so we prefer to communicate via the internet. She's got a new release coming up with all kinds of wicked behaviour! Men having sex with men, a woman having sex with two men, and all of this without the sanctity of marriage! Gasp! Read on for a taste of Their Rebel Mate.

Chief of Communications Kerek and his mate, Ambassador Thantos are tasked with educating humans on Helan culture. It's not an easy job considering there is a movement dedicated to making sure that no female mates with Helan males.

Kim McManus is determined to  keep as many human women from being forced to mate the Helan males as possible. So what if the Helans have made mating with them voluntary? The Helans history of telling half truths makes them suspicious in her books. Suspicious enough that she hijacks a television signal to plead her case.

When she's given a chance to stay on the Helan star ship for a month to learn about their culture, she grabs it with both hands. But what happens when she ends up bonded with Thantos and Kerek, two of the very males she's been campaigning so hard against?

Excerpt

She tried counting sheep. Fail. She tried picturing a serene lake. Fail. She tried some deep breathing relaxation exercises. Epic fail.

In fact, the only thing she could see behind her closed lids was a whole lot of golden skin, tangled limbs, and hard cocks.

What would it be like to be in bed with so much masculinity? Her back arched at the sudden thought, and a rush of moisture gathered to coat the folds of her pussy.

Her clit throbbed, practically begging for attention, and the sounds of pleasure, getting increasingly louder and more frequent, were not helping. Flopping back on the mattress, she slid her hand down her belly until the very tips of her fingers rested just above her mound.

Did she dare?

“Kerek!” Thantos cried out for his lover, and Kim threw caution to the wind.

Fuck it. It wasn’t not like they were going to hear her own soft gasps through the noise Thantos was making. As if it had a mind of its own, Kim’s hand slipped the rest of the way down, and her index finger brushed over her straining clit.

A groan worked its way up her throat, and she applied even more pressure to the swollen little nub. Dear god, nothing had ever felt so good before. Not even her favorite purple vibrator on its highest setting gave her half as much pleasure as her single finger.

Was it something in the water? Okay, cancel that. She hadn’t had any water to drink. Something in the food then?

Whatever. All that really mattered was getting off right now.

Her pleasure ratcheted up higher, and she sped up the movements of her finger, stroking her clit in small, concentric circles in her effort to relieve some of the pressure that was building up inside her.

She groaned again, partly from pleasure and partly from frustration. None of the usual tricks were working, and her heart was racing faster than normal. Was it possible that her heart could beat fast enough to pound right out of her chest? God, she hoped her rib cage was strong enough to contain her heart because she was pretty sure her heart was about to explode.

“What the devil is going on here?” Kerek roared, breaking her out of the trance she had been in.

She jerked her hand back and blushed to the roots of her hair. “What are you doing out here?” she asked, pushing herself up and out of the bed so fast, she almost toppled over.

Kerek’s chest was pumping as he breathed, his huge cock pulsing rhythmically. “What have you done to Thantos?” he shouted, advancing on her with rage in his eyes.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she shouted right back.

Now that the bedroom door was open, Kim could hear Thantos’s desperate whimpers. “What are you doing to him?” she demanded, storming over to the door and peeking around Kerek’s massive body.

The sight that met her eyes took her breath away.

Thantos’s wrists were trapped by some sort of cuffs, which were attached to a ring in the wall. His head was tossing on the pillow, his long red hair spread out dramatically on the crisp white sheets.

Her eyes travelled farther down Thantos’s body, taking in the nipple clamps that seemed to be vibrating, and the black plug his spread, bent legs displayed.

His dick was leaking steadily, and if the pool of fluid collecting on his lower belly was any indication, it had been for some time now.

The expression on Thantos’s face was far from serene. He looked tormented. “Help him,” she said, rushing over to him.

“What the fuck do you think I’ve been trying to do?” Kerek bellowed. “I’ve been trying to relieve some of his need, but he can’t orgasm. Why is that?”

She would have shrugged, but Thantos’s earlier words came back to her. Helan mates are highly sexual and feel the need to orgasm several times a day. Bonded mates can’t find satisfaction without their mate. “He needs you to come before he can, right?”

Kerek blew out a sigh that sounded like pure frustration. “Yes, but the kicker is I need him to come as well. Bonded mates tend to have simultaneous orgasms.”

She failed to understand the problem. Kerek was hard as a rock, and the head of his dick was shiny with his own pre-cum. He looked like a single firm stroke could send him flying. “So just let go and come. He’ll follow you right over.”

“Shit, you just aren’t getting it.” Kerek ran both of his hands through his hair. At least he didn’t seem quite so enraged. “I saw what you were doing. You looked just as unsuccessful at finding your release as well. Somehow, I think you and Thantos have started to bond.”

No, that couldn’t be right. Except when she thought about it, she had realized that there was absolutely nothing she could have done to force her orgasm. Even now, despite her confrontation with Kerek and her confusion over what was going on, she was still as aroused as ever. More, even.

Crap. “What are we going to do about this?”

Thantos cried out, his cock jerking wildly, and he hitched his hips. The wave of pleasure rocketing through her, completely in time with Thantos’s distress, robbed her of any ability to think. It was so strong, she had to grab on to something solid to keep herself upright.

Her palms met skin, and she briefly understood that she was clinging Kerek’s arm before another wave of pleasure threatened to wash her away.

The need was too much, and it was so far past eager anticipation that she was very nearly in pain. Poor Thantos looked like he was about to die if he didn’t find his release soon.

A third wave of need buffeted against her, and she was vaguely aware that Kerek’s knees buckled under the onslaught. “You are going to join us and give Thantos the relief he needs.”

She was barely on her feet, relying completely on Kerek to keep her upright, and he was barely able to support himself, let alone her. A tiny part of her brain, way in the very back, screamed at her that if she went along with this, there would be no going back. Something massive was about to go down, something that was about to change her life forever.

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Follow This! Beverly Price

Today I'm thrilled to welcome new author Beverly Price! Her first book, Just Her Luck is swiftly moving up the bestseller list over at Bookstrand.com, and for very good reason. It's hot! But I'll let her tell you about it!

What got you started in writing? 

Well I actually wrote a lot growing up, but mostly poems and songs. I originally had a dream to be on Broadway (yeah that didn’t happen). The reality hit and I went into the medical field and started going to College. Soon I was married, having four children and finishing up my Master’s degree during that time. Then one day a friend was talking to me about a book so read and how it was very lackluster in the sex department. I laughed and joked saying I could even write better. So I started to write. Soon before I knew it I had written one whole book despite my husband yelling at me to just finish one first. Now I can’t stop its stress relief for me.

How did you feel when you got that first acceptance?  

Essentially I was stunned, and shocked. I got the letter within five days of sending out my book. I never expected to check my email in the middle of the day to find “we would like to publish you” in my email! I still have to pinch myself still to believe that it actually happened.

What’s your biggest challenge as a brand new author?   

Getting myself and my book out there for everyone to read and enjoy. You think when you write a book that’s it and no more work. However, there is always something more to do. Along with the fact if I stink on computers and setting up a web page has been my kryptonite. lol

What’s next for you?      

I just finished the second book of the series (Unlucky, Lucky Montana #2) and waiting to see if that to will be published. Now I am working on the third, but not sure where this one will take me. It is never a dull moment.

Where can fans find you? 

You can find me on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/beverlyprice01

My blog http://beverly-price.weebly.com

or http://beverly-price.weebly.com

Tell us about your newest release.

Riley O'Connor has been on the run from her past, but when her luck turns south she ends up in a small town just outside of the Canadian border. She is not used to allowing others to take care of her, however, Riley must face her demons and rely on two strangers. Will she try and run again, or stay and fight for the life she has created for herself with the men she has fallen for?

Cooper and Cash Jackson live a perfect small-town life, but when a small broken woman enters their world with her past following right behind her, the men stick together to try and save her. When an attack on Riley happens, they discover someone within the town is actually behind the attacks. Cooper and Cash are faced with the question of who they can trust to keep her safe.

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True Confessions with Simone Sinna

I'm pleased to welcome Simone Sinna back to my blog! She was my very first guest on Sinful Sunday. Now she's back to share some thoughts about keeping your relationships strong. Enjoy!

True Confessions by Simone Sinna

I’m staring at this title somewhat panic stricken. Part of me (the naughty side) is thinking about how I always wanted to do a strip and when I finally did, or some of the research needed to write about a ménage …but this week I read an article about how easy it is to find anything about anyone on the internet and I while I have separated erotic romance author from my other life both parts of me are married to the same man. Now he’s getting famous I keep turning up as his wife – in both names! He could be had up as a bigamist I suppose but I rather think it will just be my cover gets blown. Not that anyone is probably all that interested, and my children and mother run from the mere thought of anything erotic I might churn out.

My mother: “oh my god why would you want to write that sort of thing?”

My daughter: “Oh my god it’s alright for other people to write that but you’re my mother!”

My son: silence with bemused looks at the posters I have on my office wall of the book covers featuring topless men. He hastens any female friends past the room very quickly…

My husband…too busy appearing at ladies luncheons and book clubs…mmm.

So getting back to true confessions. Maybe part of a one anyway.

I wrote the Stephanie Beauman series as a straight MF but many of the readers even though giving positive reviews thought she was a tad promiscuous. I guess given the time frame this was true, but I was doing research for a nonfiction book in this area, and Stephanie given she gets married and HEA in Exclusive (and would have then of course been faithful!) probably ended up about average over the course of three books.

The reality is however, that affairs are very common. Marriages break up all the time and under 50 at least this usually involves “someone” else. I am on my second marriage, a very happy 23 years, but the shorter first marriage was considerably less happy. My true confession then is about one of the many lessons I learnt from this, as well as from as a therapist.

1.      Keep communication alive.

2.      If you’re thinking of having an affair- you will!

3.      You rarely really know why you are doing things when in the midst- it’s self justification.

4.      The most astonishing one for me, as I have always thought honesty is the best policy- well maybe not. In the words of William Blake: “A truth told with bad intent is worse than any lie I could invent.” It probably isn’t told with bad intent, just selfish intent which ends up being the same.

5.      If you do err but don’t want to end your relationship and hurt someone you love, maybe your price is to live with the guilt. You can either lie (Bettina Ardnt recommends this in her book the Sex Diaries) and sort yourself out, probably in therapy – or tell the truth, and leave your marriage there and then. It might be the worst of both options, to tell the truth and stay. Or at least if your partner is not the type to forgive. Men murder women over this sort of thing!

As I hate lying, and can’t keep a secret guess my husband is stuck with me! But that’s where the wonderful world of fantasy comes into play…now back to the next MFM BDSM book I’ve started writing…

THE GHOSTS’ RETURN

By Simone Sinna

For smokin hot excerpts, click here.

Lena Magnussen is unhappily lost in a romance novel on a charter boat when fate intervenes in the form of two hot men, Lincoln and Kael Tremain. Only problem is she is a ghost vampire and they are the enemy, were-devils.

The men know who she is and presume she senses them, but the curse, after two generations, is about to turn against the ghosts. They find they are racing against time, battling age-old hatreds between the groups, and trying to make sense of Lena’s illness—the old curse or the Hendra virus Lincoln is working on, which could be the one his father caused to mutate in order to exact revenge.

In a gripping climax, the ghosts return to Tasmania to rescue Lena and her cousin Gabriella from the were-devils they love, and in doing so threaten to finally wipe out the remaining were-devils and their home Tarrabah.

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Sinful Sunday with Jennifer Denys

Today I am pleased to welcome the lovely Jennifer Denys. (You may remember her confession about posing for erotic photos from the beginning of December!)

Jennifer agreed to an interview on her upcoming book, Collared by Wolves, which is being released tomorrow! And oh my, does it have some salacious sinning going on!

Does your book include spanking? Oh yes! And whipping and paddling and flogging. Well, it is set in a werewolf BDSM club after all!!

How does werewolf BDSM differ from human BDSM? Ah well, that was fun to consider. Since this is not supposed to be a true portrayal of BDSM I have them having sex in public (on the floor of the main room!), they like it rougher as their skin can take it, punishments included biting and clawing – and being chained up as werewolves find this humiliating (I loved being able to turn the tables with the title of this book as it is the human and not the animal that wears the collar!!!) and they prefer to be in wolf form to have sex.

Sex! There is sex in your book? Naturally! And as this is a ménage a cinq I have various permutations including a threesome, a foursome and a fivesome.

How on earth can you have a fivesome? There aren’t enough places surely…… Ah well, actually only the heroine and one guy (a rogue alpha) has sex that time but the three beta wolves all touch, caress, fondle – and jerk off over them.

Are you saying we have interspecies sex? Only in as much as the heroine is human and the heroes are all werewolves but they only have sex in human form – or secondary characters who are both werewolf have sex in wolf form. Beastiality is such a gray area one has to be careful about showing humans having sex with animals even if they are shapeshifters.

So being animals is any of the sex outdoors? Most of the action does take place in the BDSM club called ‘The Haunt of the Wolves’ hidden away in mysterious woods, but the heroine gets kidnapped and taken to another place within the woods. But the final chapters are in a cave called ‘The Grotto’ which is where traditional mating ceremonies used to take place – you can use your imagination as to what our guys get up to in there.

Are we talking missionary or anything else? Now come on, Michelle, you write ménage as well! Oral and/or anal are a requisite!! But in addition I have characters on all fours, on their back, over a bench, sitting on a lap… I think that’s all!

Let’s get back to the BDSM, tell me more! St Andrew’s Cross, spanking bench, bondage, chained from the ceiling, tied on their back on a table, domination, submission, submissive trials, collars, nipple clamps, penis cages, ice-cubes……..

If this has piqued your interest then ‘Collared by Wolves’ is on sale from 4 February from http://www.bookstrand.com/jennifer-denys in a variety of e-book formats including PDF or from Amazon in early March.

Blurb:

Natasha Talbot, an ordinary human wanting more out of life, ventures into a forest where a club is holding submissive trials, not knowing this is where werewolves practice BDSM.

While at the club Natasha is fought over by two lots of men. Griff Seamer is an alpha werewolf with a reputation for being a rogue. He doesn’t hesitate taking on Ford Chaplin, Max Holman and Callum Lane, three beta wolves who formed a pack as a way of getting the submissive women at the club who normally prefer the alpha men.

During the fight Natasha becomes aware of their shifter natures and runs away. But is she more frightened by the BDSM or their animal aspects? Determined to try again she returns a few nights later, but when she is kidnapped by a pack who like the darker side of BDSM her four men realize they have to work together to rescue her. 

Excerpt:

Griff proceeded to lay several light taps on her bottom, moving from one side to the other, then lower near the thigh and higher up. She gasped at the first hit but didn’t say anything. After four spanks, he stopped to rub her soothingly, and then repeated it, this time harder.

She had a tendency to clench her buttocks, he noted. I’ll have to cure her of that. And then he stopped. It was very rare that he took the same sub on twice and had never had a permanent one. And now he found himself considering doing exactly that—with a human of all subs!

 Shaking his head to rid himself of these bizarre feelings, he continued, “The idea is to start off gently to get the body used to the hits. It’s not hurting, is it?”

“Um, hurting isn’t the word. Sort of getting more stingy—and hot.”

“Good. That’s how it is supposed to feel.”

He was enjoying the sight of her backside getting redder when Max returned with a paddle.

Nodding toward the girl, Griff suggested, “Show her what it looks like.”

Crouching down so she didn’t have to wrench her head around, Max held up an implement that was made of firm leather, shaped like a short cricket bat, and a lurid pink color, as if that made it any less wicked looking.

“Oh. Isn’t that going to hurt?” she asked. There was a slight tremor in her voice.

Max laughed. “Yes, but that’s the point. It is to bring out the endorphins in your body. When your body is hurting, it creates a chemical reaction to combat the pain, and it gives a feeling of euphoria. The trick is not to give you so much pain that the endorphin can’t work.”

“If—if you’re sure.”

Smiling at her, Max pressed a quick kiss to her lips to reassure her and then shrugged at Griff, who growled at his impudence.

He stood and handed Griff the paddle. A surge of wickedness went through Griff, and he whacked the paddle against his own hand. The resulting sound caused both Natasha and Max to jump and cry out. Griff smirked at Max as the other man went slightly red at his action.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to do it that hard. But because it is more inflexible than my hand, it will feel different. Are you ready, Natasha?” He deliberately used her full name, needing her to be sure this is what she wanted.

When she didn’t immediately answer, Max stepped forward to stroke her hair, brushing it away from her face so he could watch her as he spoke.

“You must answer so we know how you are feeling. If you don’t want to do this, you have your safe word.”

Griff grimaced. He didn’t want the girl using any safe word. Like most werewolves he hated them as he felt it gave the sub too much power to back out, and that wasn’t his usual style.

“I—I guess so.”

Breathing a silent sigh of relief, Griff raised the paddle and started off with taps even lighter than he had before, doing a similar round of hits to those he had done previously, alternating between buttocks, stopping every few to caress the lovely—and now red—buttocks. He could see Natasha shuddering as she got used to the implement, but the lack of tenseness told him that she probably found it wasn’t as bad as she had anticipated.

Okay, so it’s time to step this up.

He began to get harder, relishing the feel of the thwack against her backside, the sound of swooshing.

But suddenly it all turned and he could see she was holding herself tightly, and Griff frowned at Max worried. Had he gone too far?

The other man bent to clasp her head in his palms. “Don’t fight it. Accept the pain. Take a deep breath. And now another. And a third. That’s it. Let your body relish the pain.”

At Max’s nod, Griff continued, not enjoying the feel of whacking her again at first until he saw she was pushing back against him, needing the hits as much as he liked giving them.

When she cried out, “Ohhh, that feels good!” he knew she was more than ready for the next step.

Dropping the paddle to the floor, he moved in between her legs and undid his trousers, quickly retrieving a condom from his pocket to wrap over his throbbing cock. Pulling her thong down, he slid into her very wet pussy. She was so aroused he went in easily, groaning as her internal muscles clamped on him.

He stood still waiting for her to relax. If she stayed this tight, he was going to come.

Natasha started panting, trying to push back against him, to make him plunge inside her.

Griff laid a quick spank on her hot butt. “Stop it. You don’t get to control this. Remember who is in charge.”

“But I need you to move.”

He exclaimed at her presumption, “Max, do something. Don’t just stand there. Shut her up. Stick your dick in her mouth. That will work.” When the other man looked at him incredulously, he encouraged him. “Go on.”

Max didn’t need asking twice, and his cock was out so fast and into the girl’s mouth even before a second had passed.

She squealed and then went quiet, and Griff had to hold back a chuckle. Well, that shut her up. It also took her attention away from him as she was no longer pressing him to move but had relaxed nicely, allowing him to start thrusting into her lovely pussy. She might not be clamping him, but she was still beautifully snug around him. There was nothing better in the world than a woman’s tight vagina.

Getting a nice rhythm going, he glanced over to the beta plunging into her mouth, taking time out from his own ministrations to study the other man. It was rare for Griff to invite someone else to join him, but Max had been helpful in more ways than one with this girl tonight.

It was really very arousing to watch the other’s cock going in and out of her mouth. He was aware of how light colored Max’s cock was compared to his darker one, but he grinned as his was much thicker, and much longer, and he felt his balls tightening as his orgasm loomed. Gripping the girl’s hips, all the while trying not to let his claws out, he started ramming her, his head going back as he yelled his climax, her own orgasm causing her internal muscles to milk him.

Time to Vote! Menage Fan's Choice Awards

Mary, of Mary's Naughty Whispers, visited my blog last week to tell us about her upcoming Menage Fan's Choice Awards.

Well, the nominations have been tallied and it's time for readers to make like a bakery truck and haul buns over to Mary's site to vote for their faves! The choice will certainly be difficult! Many of my favourites are up there! There are nominees in 22 categories vying to be the Fans' choice! And best of all, you have a chance to win, just for voting! There are many fabulous prizes available, (including a copy of my upcoming book, The Art of Love) which have been donated by many generous sponsors!

You have until February 28th to cast your votes. Winners will be announced on March 1st.
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Menage Romance Fan's Choice Awards

Today I'm pleased to welcome to my blog Mary, from Mary's Naughty Whispers. She is an avid reader and reviewer of menage romances and she's here to tell us a bit about why she LOVES menage, and about her first ever Fan's Choice Awards where fans can nominate their favourite erotic menage stories.

Why do you love ménage romance so much?

It is easy and difficult to explain. You like blue. I like red. Why is your favorite color blue and me red. It appeals to us. We are attracted somehow.

That is the same with ménage romances. I love to fall in love with multiple characters because each one brings something that the other does not. If I read a MF story, the male character must have all the qualities that I love in a male character. In a ménage, they can share those qualities and each male can have more imperfections, therefore more interesting. I love complexity. I love to discover a character layer after layer and when the romance has multiple men, I enjoy it very much.

Long ago the strongest male could win the female. But for me it is way hotter to think that nobody will stand down and they all want the female and finally compromise by sharing her.

Love is a muscle. There is no limit. Only our bigot society thinks that ménage à trois or polyamory is wrong... The funny part in all that is that it was certainly not wrong in the old testament to have one male and a bunch of women from puberty to grandma to please him eh? pretty hypocrites don't you think? Thinking that some countries still have harem with the same pattern.

Do you have a favorite combination (e.g. mfm, mmf, mmff, etc)?

one woman. multiple men.

I do not prefer the combination mmf or mfm or mfmmm+

However, I know what I prefer in each one. Like mmf, equality all around love and sex. mfm, I prefer the guys to compromise instead of "since early age they knew they would share the same woman". mfmmm+ touchy because i require equality and I rarely get it but when I have it is my cherry on top of my cheese cake.... delicious!

What's your biggest pet peeve in menage stories?

a whining virgin 25ish woman that keep saying "ooooo noooo what would my parents/friends think about me if I accept to be part of a ménage"... while she has two penises inside of her... or crude cavemen guys that use the woman like a toy and spank her when she dare to think differently. I like my men dominant but respectful of their woman.

I sure have a couple more! lol

What made you decide to host a Fan's Choice Awards?

Thank you for asking me. Nobody did before! lol

I noticed early on that it existed a huge fan base for MF and MM but not much for ménage. I am all for equality you know (lol). I saw some Fan's Choice Awards and sometimes the ménage category was not even represented!

I decided it was fun to put some spotlights on my beloved ménage authors that I read exclusively since 2007. They gave/give me so much fun to read them that it is my way to return the favor. Unfortunately, I made a rule that I cannot nominate and vote any but I do my damn best to make this Fan's Choice Awards a success.

I am amazed so far by the responses, support and sponsors... like you, Michelle. Thank you so much for your support! :)

Can you outline the procedures for people who want to nominate their favorite books?

Very easy!

1. they select their favorite ménage romances published in 2012. Author + Book

2. Jan 5-31: they nominate their favorite in each category (one entry per category). Use this FORM

3. Feb 1: I will pick the top 5 most nominated per category and announce the nominees

4. Feb 2-28: time to vote for the nominees (one vote per person per category). This will be a poll.

5. March 1: authors nominated and winners will be announced

If a reader nominated a winner, he/she will be eligible to win prizes, generously provided by incredible sponsors (ebooks, paperbacks, autographs, gift certificates, etc). (authors will get exposure instead of prizes).

So the more nominations for the same author and book in the same category, the better chances to make her a nominee!!! However, people get to nominate and vote once per category.

So far every single category has nominee! To nominate, click on the logo below: