Club Rules by @MeganSlayer #Romance #bdsm #interracial #mmf #mf #spanking #excerpt #NSFW

Club Rules Anthology: 5 White Hot Interracial Romance Stories by Megan Slayer

M/F, M/M, F/M/M, Ménage, Anal Sex, BDSM, Spanking

Novel

Anthology

Contemporary, Interracial



All's fair in love, war and at the club. These couples will find out just how much fun they can have when the excitement of the club rules.

Gifted

Can change lead to the sexiest session of her life?

Redeemed

Can the Master she wants also be the man she needs?

You’ve Got the Look

Before this photo shoot gets going, things are sure to sizzle and that’s just what she wants.

What a Night

He’ll make her fantasies come true.

Paint My World
Will this spring fling turn into something more or flop by the end of the night?

This book has been re-edited for this reissue.

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EXCERPT from GIFTED:

Copyright© 2017 Megan Slayer

The door creaked, causing her to open her eyes. The moment she caught sight of the man, her anger toward Master G evaporated. Long legs encased in tight-fitting leather. Muscle-corded arms with just a hint of hair sprinkling on the surface. He wore the standard leather-and-studs harness, which accentuated his broad chest. His boots padded on the thick carpeted floor as he stalked towards her. A shiver ran up her spine. She liked men who looked like they could take charge. She’d asked for a man just like him when she signed up for sessions at The Q—someone to make her forget the stress at work and to take the control from her hands.

He fit her bill. Like to a T.

Nadia forced her gaze to the floor. He deserved respect, no matter who the hell he was.

“So you’re mine?” He curled his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look at him. “My name is Master S. I’m told your name is Pet. Correct?” He removed the gag. “I do want you to answer me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. She noticed the dusting of scruff on his cheeks. What would that feel like on her inner thighs? Heaven, most likely. Master S pulled at the bow between her breasts. Slowly and with the right amount of drag to remind her she’d been bound, the ribbon came away from her chest.

“Such a pretty present. You will address me as Sir.” He rubbed his thumb across her chin. “I’ve been given a list of your nos, per the club agreement, and I’ve been watching you with Master G. So willing and responsive to him, but he isn’t what you need. I’ll push you while making sure you’re pleasured the way you crave. Tell me your safe word.”

“Pickles.”

“Good, Pet.” He threaded his fingers into her hair and tugged. Electric sizzles surged from her scalp to her pussy. “You’re mine,” he whispered. “All mine.”

“Thank you, Sir. Punish me, Sir. Please?” She barely recognized the need in her voice.

He let go of her hair, then slipped the cuffs off the hook above her head. “The rest of the world ceases to exist once we start. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Best I Ever Had ~ Scarred Hearts, Book 1 by @WendiZwaduk #Romance #erotic #mFm #menageromance #shortstory

Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk  

Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

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EXCERPT –

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.

No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”

She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?

“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.

Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”

“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”

The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”

She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.

“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”

“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”

“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint.

Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.

Whatever.

“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”  

Heat Wave ~ Six Sexy Stories for Sultry Summer Nights ~ Out now!!

Out now! Includes my sizzling short story, Best I Ever Had! 

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s lover…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

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EXCERPT:

Copyright © Wendi Zwaduk 2014. All Rights Reserved.

Emma collapsed on the bed. Her legs fell open. She never could resist his caress. “Take me, Sam.”

“My girl still wants me. Halle-fucking-lujah.” Sam groaned. His voice dropped two octaves to a rough bass that made her womb quiver. “Jesus, I missed you.”

“Missed you, too.” Emma nodded. “Show me.” Her heart thrummed in her ears and her breath caught in her throat. She wanted him for the rest of her life. She dropped her hand from her breasts and guided him to her soaked cut off shorts. She should’ve felt exposed. Instead, she felt complete. “Right here, right now, Sam.”

Sam ripped the t-shirt up over his head, giving Emma teasing glances of the chiseled muscles of his chest. Her gaze followed the thin trail of crisp mahogany hair that disappeared below his belt to where the true pleasure lay trapped. Emma moved her knees, her hands sliding down her torso until she hooked her fingers into her waistband.

“That’s right, baby.” Sam tossed the discarded garments onto the floor. “I want to see all of you.”

Emma shrugged out of his shirt. The brisk air in the bedroom kissed her dewy skin. She fumbled with the zipper on her shorts. Sam grasped the frayed edge of her shorts and pulled. The scream of ripping denim ricocheted through the room. “No bottoms?” Sam crawled along her body and planted his knees on either side of her hips. He cupped her chin and nibbled her ear. “You shaved.”

Emma threaded one arm around his neck and spoke against his lips. “I like being bare.”

“I like you bare.” He took both her hands in one of his and arranged her on the bed. “You’re so wet.” His gaze seared her. “For me.”

“Sam?” Her heart pounded. “Make love to me, Sam. With Quint watching.” She held her breath. She’d known about Sam and Quint’s involvement for quite a while and she liked Quint. More than she should’ve. He’d hovered in her life for the past six months and become a fixture in most things she did. With him out of the room, things felt off. Yes, she loved her husband, but she loved Quint, too.

“I want Quint to watch,” she whispered. “I do.”

“Quint?” Sam dragged his fingers over her pussy lips. “You’re sure?”

“More than ever. He’s your lover, too. Why would I count him out?” 

Blisse Kiss After Dark with Until the Night

 It's time for the Blisse Kiss After Dark. Read the other Kisses here. But first, here's my contribution, Until the Night. Yummy vampire menage fun!

Until the Night

Contemporary, Paranormal
Novella
M/F, M/F/M, M/M/F/M, M/M, Menage, Anal Sex
Totally Bound

Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that's unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she'd agreed to do. As a human, she'd had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she's striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn't care. He's loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.

Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they've built in the name of passion?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mm sex, anal play, ménages of the mmf, mfm, and mmfm persuasions, as well as lots of biting and spanking. They're having one hell of a party.

Available at

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And now for that spooky Snog!!

Kendall cupped her jaw in both hands. Hunger shone amongst the green and blue flecks in his eyes. He worked the muscle in his jaw and the light caught the subtle colour changes of brown and gold in the scruff on his cheeks. She gulped to catch the breath she didn’t need. No heartbeat anymore meant that oxygen didn’t help her body like it had when she’d been alive.

God, she wanted to be amongst the living and for things to be normal again.

“Would you rather I be blunt?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I want you. I don’t care if you’re a vampire or if you have those two guys who hang out over here. You infiltrate my thoughts and make me think about you when you’re not in the same room.”

“Me?” Embarrassment gripped her. Back when she’d been alive, she wouldn’t have doubted a man’s attraction to her. She’d have known it and have run with the feeling of being desired. Since dying, she’d lost her confidence. Men looked at her, sure, but not in the same way.

“Yes, you.” His pupils dilated and Kendall rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t see a vampire. I see a sexy woman that I want to make my own.”

Gypsy closed her eyes and melted into his touch as his mouth met hers. He swept his tongue over the seam of her lips and she opened to him. She suckled on him. Heat burned through her veins and she ground her hips against his thigh.

He curled one arm around her shoulders while the other arm snaked around her waist. Kendall lifted her from the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, not bothering to break the kiss.

Mint, he tasted like mint. She broke the connection to keep from scratching him with her teeth. Hunger pangs racked her body. Just one tiny cut, just enough to sate her appetite…

Kendall carried her into her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed with her on top. Gypsy closed her mouth to keep from displaying her fangs. She whimpered.

“You need to bite me, don’t you?”

She shook her head. Taking his blood would enhance sex, yes, but she didn’t need to. She raked her nails down his chest, taking extra time to flick his nipples.

“Feels good.” He arched beneath her. “Touch me.”

Gypsy grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled. Instead of moving the shirt up his chest, she tore it in half. The sound of tearing fabric split the air, followed by his laughter.

“Never had that happen during foreplay.” Kendall sat up with her still on his lap, and removed the torn clothing. “Your turn.” He eased her sloppy shirt up over her head.

Gypsy covered her breasts with her arms. A wave of humility swept over her. Would she make him happy? What a time to second guess herself…

“Show me, babe.” Kendall tugged her hands away, putting her on display. He palmed her breasts. The warmth of his touch filled her soul.

She moaned and leaned into him. Things made so much sense and none at all. Gypsy shook off the apprehension. She needed to feel, to be wanted and to hear a heartbeat.

Her nerve endings sizzled as he flattened his tongue over her nipple. He scraped his teeth over the engorged flesh and bit. Sparks shot from her breast to her pussy. Gypsy dug her nails into his shoulders. Holy hell, he knew how to use his tongue. Kendall gave her other nipple the same treatment. She shuddered in his arms.

The sweet scent of flowers swirled around them. Her fangs dropped and a voice whispered in her ear.

Mate.

Monday Moans ~ Savin' Me

I wrote this story as a personal goal and because the characters wouldn't let me not write it. Besides them having original names, I wasn't sure if the story line would work. There's lots of rock stars out there and lots of books where people indulge in menage and BDSM situations. But I loved the characters and the vulnerability in the story line so I pushed myself. I loved it. See what you think.

Savin' Me
Total-E-Bound
Contemp, Novella
Menage, M/F, M/M, M/M/F, M/F/M, toys, BDSM, Spanking
Available here

Three is their magic number. Now they’ve got to decide if the magic is worth saving.

Razrs Edge used to pack stadiums, fuelled by the inner turmoil and passion of the three founding members. Now that the threesome has parted ways, the lights aren’t as bright and the cheers of the crowds not as loud.

It’s time to bring the magic back. Parkur has never been convinced the split was for good. They were meant to be three. But can he write the music to convince Juniper and Jacoby to give him a second chance?

Juniper and Jacoby want the triad intact. Is the love they shared as three enough to erase the destruction in their collective past?

Reader Advisory: This book contains two heroes hell bent on making sweet music with the woman of their dreams, the rediscovery of passion between three people, hot manlove and ménage action, a little spanking, some toy play, and some bondage...oh yes...

And here's the moan!

Jacoby slapped Parkur’s bare ass. “Mine.” He fingered the collar about Parkur’s throat. “You are mine.”

“Always,” Parkur replied.

“Remove my shirt. I want that mouth on my nipples.”

Inch by agonising inch, Parkur unbuttoned the buttons down Jacoby’s shirt and exposed more and more of his flesh. He scraped his nails down Jacoby’s chest, leaving three red scratches on the pale skin. Jacoby thrust his hands into Parkur’s hair and held him against his breast.

Juniper squeezed her legs together. Parkur hadn’t even put his hands on Jacoby’s dick yet and she already wanted to come. Hell, neither man had touched her. She licked her lips as Parkur sucked on Jacoby’s mocha-coloured nipple. She loved to run her tongue over every last bit of Jacoby’s body. She dug her fingers into the tops of her legs. Double damn it. No touching herself, either.

Jacoby groaned. “Fuck. Yes. Suck me.”

Grinning, Parkur worked the mechanism on Jacoby’s belt then unfastened the button of his jeans. He divested Jacoby of both the pesky denim and his boxer shorts in one downwards tug. Parkur stood and grasped both his cock and Jacoby’s cock in his hand. Their twin piercings sparkled in the low light.

“I missed this,” Parkur whispered.

“On your knees.” Jacoby’s voice came out ragged and slithered over her skin.

The words were a command, but the tone of Jacoby’s voice amplified his need and his inner turmoil. Jacoby obviously loved being in control, but could he fall back in love with Parkur? Juniper wished both were possible. Even after the fights, the bitter words and the parting, she still loved both men.

Monday Moans ~ Tangled Up!

I've had menage stories on the brain lately, so I thought I'd share a snippet - a moan, if you will - from Tangled Up. I love this story because it was my first foray into MM. THe characters have intrigued and outraged people. I even continued the story in the reverse in Someone Like You. Let me share a snippet of it with you.

Tangled Up Contemp, novella m/f, m/m, m/f/m, m/m/f, menage, bdsm, toys, spanking Total-E-Bound Available here

What if the person you want for the rest of your life isn’t one... but two?

Mindy Mayes knew her husband was bisexual from the moment they met. She loved Arran with her whole heart until the day he asked for a separation to be with his partner, Sav. Through the ups and downs of life after the marriage, she, Arran and Sav remained close.

Things are about to change.

Though he walked away, Arran’s never given up on a life with Mindy. He’s in love with Sav and totally committed. But it’s his wedding anniversary. What if they took the threesome created out of friendship and made it into something more?

Maybe the perfect number is three after all.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of m/m intimacy, bondage—including a wicked hot scene with nipple clips and anal sex. Oh my!

And now for that moan!

“Make us complete.”

Without thinking, she grasped for their outstretched hands. When they touched, tingles shot through every cell in her body, mixed with something else.

Peace. Being with both of them felt right, destined. Keeping their fingers entwined, Arran stroked the top of her hand with his thumb. Sav disengaged from Arran and stood, taking his place behind her. Mindy licked her lips and stared at Arran. How long had it been since she’d tasted his kiss? Too long.

Sav released her hand and shrugged out of his shirt. The garment fluttered to the floor at his feet, revealing his broad shoulders and hairless torso. “We need to pamper our guest.”

Hand in hers, Arran propped himself up on one elbow. “What have you got in mind?”

She squeezed Arran’s fingers to hide the slight tremble.

“I’ll be right back.” Sav tossed the discarded clothes into the hamper and stepped into the adjacent bathroom.

Mindy shifted her gaze back to the delicious view of Arran’s nude body. His cock, long and thick, lay against his thigh, semi-erect. Her mouth watered. Arran smirked. He stroked the inside of her wrist with the pad of his thumb. “Hello, beautiful.” Heat seared up from her toes and down from her chest to collide in her pussy. Damn. The man spoke and all she could think of was sex.

After what seemed like mere moments, Sav appeared at the foot of the bed with a pair of shiny handcuffs dangling from his index finger. “Arran, help her out of her coat and into these. I want to see her bare.”

Her eyes widened and her gaze locked with Arran’s. The soft blue depths of his eyes and the gentle yet fierce smile chipped away at her restraint. Arran balanced on his knees and unzipped her coat, taking extra time between her breasts. Once finished, he ran his fingers through her tresses. Her scalp tingled. Was the scalp an erogenous zone? She wasn’t sure and didn’t care. He nuzzled her jaw and unbuttoned her over-shirt. “You’re still so sexy.”

Her pussy creamed. No other man knew how to make her body come alive with a couple of kind words.

Before she could protest or change her mind, the cotton over-shirt fell to the floor and Arran yanked her work T-shirt over her head. Sav took it from his hands and tossed the second garment to the pile with her other shirt. Her nipples ached in the simple sports bra, heavy and aroused by their gentle, yet determined, touches.

“Our girl’s hot for us,”Arran murmured and sucked a turgid peak between his lips through the material. She moaned, her head lolling on her shoulders.

“So pretty,” Sav cooed. He smoothed his hands down her arms until he grasped her wrists. He gently tugged her hands high in the air. “Arran.”

At the one-word command, Arran released her nipple and produced the cuffs.

Monday Moans ~ Allan O'Sullivan

I've lived a long time. I've loved enough people to know who I truly care about. So why do certain people drive me to the brink of insanity?

My name is Allan O'Sullivan. I've put up with a lot. I fought in the American Civil War. I've been hungry, tired, soaked to the bone. I can deal with a lot. There's one thing, well, no, one person I just can't...understand how to relate to.

She drives me to the edge. It's like everything is a game to her and nothing's serious. I try to explain things and she just blows it off.

Even Todd coddles her. He doesn't put up with anything from anyone. It's like he enjoys her spontaneity.

Am I the one who doesn't belong? He's my mate. The frustration I feel isn't wrong, is it? I don't know if I want to share him, but she seems to be in every last part of our lives--well, except the sex. So far that's not been a problem.

Maybe I'm overreacting. I mean, she's just our friend and a twenty-something girl lost. She doesn't understand her needs as a vampire.

Sigh.

One of these days we'll get this all straightened out...well, what can be straightened out.

I guess my Monday Moan was more of a moan than a mooooaaaaaaan. Sorry.

~Allan

Thank You Thursday ~ A Review!! A Review!!!

Y'all are realizing I'm a vocal girl. I love a good cover and I love a good review. I even love the bad ones (Because I learn from them), but this is a good review and I am thrilled to chatter about it!!

Honeysuckle over at Whipped Cream had this to say about Tangled Up:

This is a really sweet story. I’m always pleasantly surprised when an author comes up with a unique storyline. Tangled Up takes the story of three people who have an unconventional love for one another and suggests that love is a table for three rather than the traditional party of two. There is a completely believable misunderstanding that arises from a lack of communication.

Why thank you!! I'm thrilled you liked the uniqueness of the plot.

Ms. Zwaduk did a terrific job of building a tangible and obviously loving relationship between Arran and Sav. At the same time you hear the love that Arran still has for Mindy when he first leaves her a voice message and then again when they speak in person. I felt like Sav’s acceptance of Mindy in their lives is a sign of his love and trust in Aaran that was integral to making the whole relationship work.

Again, thanks for really getting the story.

My only real problem with the story is that I felt like I was thrown into the story with only a couple of snapshots of the past to get me caught up and invested in the present before it moves swiftly towards the HEA. I would like to have been given some more background on both Arran and Mindy’s relationship as well as how/where Aaran met and fell in love with Sav. Having said that, this is a short story and it is still an entertaining read despite its length.

Ah, such is the bane of short stories. Only so much room for details. But I'm glad you mentioned it. I toyed with the idea of Arran and Sav getting together (when they did) but haven't gone down that road, yet. I completely agree it could've been longer and maybe one of these days I'll add to it or write a prequel. You've indeed given me an idea or two.

Are you are looking for a sweet and unique twist on a menage in the making? If so, pick up a copy of Tangled Up. This little novella has plenty of heart coupled with some steamy heat in just the right mix to keep you reading. This is an easy read as well as an obvious recommend!

Again, thank you. I love when a reviewer is pleased with my work. Gave me reason for a Snoopy dance all day long. :-)

Monday Moans ~ A New Release!!!

That's right folks. I've let Arran and Sav stop by to introduce my new release, their story, Tangled Up. Take it away, boys!

Sav: I'm so excited. We've waited a long time for this one to come out.
Arran: It's our favorite. But, I wanted closure.
S: Should we give the blurb?
A: Why not, Mr. Welles, aka walking library.
S: You love me.
A: I do.

What if the person you want for the rest of your life isn’t one... but two?M

Mindy Mayes knew her husband was bisexual from the moment they met. She loved Arran with her whole heart until the day he asked for a separation to be with his partner, Sav. Through the ups and downs of life after the marriage, she, Arran and Sav remained close.

Things are about to change.


Though he walked away, Arran’s never given up on a life with Mindy. He’s in love with Sav and totally committed. But it’s his wedding anniversary. What if they took the threesome created out of friendship and made it into something more?

Maybe the perfect number is three after all.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of m/m intimacy, bondage—including a wicked hot scene with nipple clips and anal sex. Oh my!

S: Interested? I love the cover. Makes Arran look sophisticated with a tie.
A: You're holding Min. Explain that.
S: Hush.
A: OOh, they mentioned the nipple clips. Kinda makes me all tingly inside.
S: Yeah?
A: Let's find Min. I'm in the mood to get tangled up.

Aren't the terrible? All I wanted was for them to promo the book. Sheesh. Click here or on the cover to purchase. I hope you enjoy. It was a blast to write.

And Don't Forget to Check out These Awesome Authors: Megan Slayer, Kealie Shay, Menagerie Authors, Jessica Jarman, Devon Rhodes, Ashley Ladd, Linda McMaken, Cheryl Dragon, Marianne Arkins, Anne Rainey, KA Mitchell, Mychael Black, and Jenika Snow!