Hi Jaye and congratulations on your latest book. Taken as Payment looks fabulous and is already waiting on my kindle. Thank you so much for inviting me back over to your blog to share a bit from my own latest release. Her Noble Lords is an erotic ménage story set in medieval England. It was a lot of fun to write, mainly because I was able to weave in so many of my favourite fantasies – abduction, not one but TWO hot knights with distinctly twitchy palms, a sassy damsel in distress, and of course a lot of spanking.
After eighteen-year-old Linnet Routh is kidnapped from her home in Wellesworth castle by Ralf, the powerful, handsome Earl of Egremont, and his identical twin brother Piers, it quickly becomes clear to her that the seasoned warriors have mistaken her for someone else. Convinced that she is Lady Eleanor, a noblewoman who was promised in marriage to Ralf yet has refused to wed him, the brothers bring Linnet to a church with plans to compel her to speak her vows.
Linnet attempts to steal a horse from Piers and make her escape, but when she is caught her efforts end up earning her a thorough, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. Though terribly embarrassed by the manner of her chastisement, she cannot help becoming helplessly—and shamefully—aroused by the punishment.
When the brothers recognize the truth of Linnet’s claims at last, she expects to be cast aside as a mere commoner. To her surprise, however, they instead offer to make her their shared bride, and despite her misgivings about the idea Linnet agrees to the union. As they each take their turn to claim her, the pleasure of their dominant lovemaking leaves her yearning to be taken long and hard by both of them at once, and soon a passionate romance has grown between Linnet and her noble lords. But when tragedy strikes will it bring a permanent end to their newfound happiness?
Publisher’s Note: Her Noble Lords is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including threesomes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
And of course , a steaming hot excerpt to whet the appetite…
Piers calls for more hot water to be brought and the dirty, cooling bathwater to be removed. The process takes several minutes, during which time I sit in silence on the bed. The servants who haul the pails upstairs seem unsurprised by my presence here. When the tub is full once more I assist Piers in removing his clothing, pausing to fold each item carefully. The garments are soiled from the hunt and will doubtless be taken away by his servants to be laundered but I place them neatly upon a chair even so. As he strides over to the tub, I stand, my head bowed but not so much as to impede my view of his impressive cock. My modesty is fast evaporating.
Piers also sports a formidable cockstand, presumably in my honour. The knowledge pleases me.
“Shall I wash your back also, my lord?”
Piers stops before me and tips my chin up with his fingertips. “Not quite yet, little wench. First, I want you to remove this gown.”
“Oh.” I turn toward Ralf who is lounging on the bed but Piers’ fingers tighten around my chin.
“Look at me, Linnet, when I am instructing you. And obey.” His gaze is hard, determined; he expects me to do his bidding or accept the consequences. There is nothing of Ralf’s boyish good humour in these stern features. How can anyone possibly mistake one man for the other?
“Yes, sir,” I whisper.
He releases my chin and steps back to allow me the space I need to undress. Neither man assists me but soon the amber satin is lying in a pool at my feet.
“The chemise, too.” This time it is Ralf who issues the command. I nod and pull it over my head then stand still, my arms at my sides as they both peruse my nude body.
“She is quite lovely, is she not?” enquires Ralf, his tone casual.
“Indeed so,” his brother agrees.
“Her eyes are dazzling, her mouth sheer perfection,” Ralf chooses to elaborate.
“Brother, I am sure you are correct, though I am not looking at her face at this precise moment.”
Ralf is undeterred. “Her mouth will look yet more beautiful with your cock in it, I daresay.”
“Ah, of course. How generous of you to point that out.”
“My pleasure. Linnet, would you kneel, please?”
I swallow, though my mouth has gone dry. The same mouth which is soon to be wrapped around Piers’ thick erection, it would seem. I am scared, yet incredibly aroused at the prospect. I sink slowly to my knees.
More about me:
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
When not writing – which is not very often these days – my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.
I have twenty eight (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn.
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.
Thank you for having me. Happy Reading