Welcome to the Summer Lovin' Blog Hop.
Over fifty authors and bloggers have joined together to give you the chance to win an awesome bundle of books as well as read some great posts.
Be sure to go to each blog and comment with your email to up your chances of winning. Each comment counts as an entry!
Here is a list of prizes to be won:
Borderland Beauty--Samantha Holt
Hardcore--Jennifer Lowery Kamptner
Blood Purple and Maverick Touch: The Cat--Ashley Nemer
Red Shoes for Lab Blues--D.B Sieders
Letting Go series--Jayn Wilde
Happily Ever After--Christina Cole
Coming Up Daffy--Sandra Sookoo
The Winter Girl--Elodie Parkes
Nordic Prince--Heather Geoffries
Remedy Maker--Sheri Fredericks
Weathering Rock--Mae Clair
Cherishing Destiny--Noelle Blakely
Betrayed: He'd get his girl at any cost--Eve Rabi
Second Ride Cowboy--Rhonda Lee Carver
Stone Kisses--Tessa Stokes
Fire's Ice--Brynna Curry
Kybernatia by Claire Dargin
If Tomorrow Never Comes--Lisa Chalmers
For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Sheri Fredricks and I love to create modern mythic romance stories.
My sensual books hold the hidden secrets of shape-shifting centaur warriors, wood nymphs who disappear into trees, trolls who dive underground—and more!
I’m currently writing a series called The Centaurs.
Troll-y Yours is the second book.
SHE TAKES A CHANCE.
Determined to forge a better life, Ella launches her new business with high hopes—until a sexy Centaur bumps into her and throws her life off course. Voted “Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda”, Aleksander shakes up her world and tilts her in more ways than one.
HE’S IN DANGEROUS TERRITORY.
Years of warfare and countless bedroom encounters have stolen Kempor Aleksander’s luster for life. He never expects to rediscover his zeal in the small, redheaded form of Ella the Troll, who fires his blood hotter than the deepest caverns in the forest.
A PASSION SO HOT.
But as trouble lingers in their midst—and edges ever closer—Alek and Ella spiral into troubled terrain. Turning to each other, the pair face down dangers that run impenetrably deep in their mythological world. But will the two lovers discover a passion that runs even deeper?
Gods. So wet, so ready. How was he supposed to hold back?
Ella moaned, parted her thighs to his touch, and he easily found her hot nub with the pad of his thumb. As he sucked deeply on her taut nipple, his thumb brushed back and forth against the tiny bundle of nerves, drawing the little whimpers of pleasure that turned him on even more.
Alek lifted his head to sweep his lips against hers, gently licking them, teasing the corners, nibbling on her full lower one. Her lips lured him with their sensuous swell, and he learned he loved to kiss and taste them. Nip at them.
Lose hours just making love to her mouth.
Ella opened her mouth then, and he pounced on the perfect moment by slipping his tongue to find the hot slickness inside. The hesitant touch of her tongue against his, sent arrows of fire rocking through him. The strike went straight to his throbbing cock and aching balls.
Whoa, buddy. Slow down. He only had one opportunity to show how much he wanted her. How he felt about her—royal duties be damned.
Their tongues danced, slowly at first, and then darting back and forth while his thumb continued to work her clit in an unhurried motion. Ella moaned again, the tight sound echoing into his mouth. Her hands pulled at his back, straining her body closer to his.
When she bent her legs and dropped her thighs wide open, he accepted her silent invitation to explore farther. He moved his hand until he slid two fingers into the hot well of her center.
Holy Bacchus. Hot, hot, hot!
So very wet. The tight walls of her sex were slippery with her juices, her flesh pulsing around his fingers.
Aleksander tore his mouth away from her.
“Ella.” His voice was hoarse and he hardly recognized it. “I can’t wait any longer.”
“Then don’t,” she urged. “I want you inside me. I want you now.”
“You don’t need to tell me twice.” Meat Wrench jumped with joy.
Alek levered himself to his knees, ready for action. However, the sight of her damp, welcoming pink center was so tempting, so mouth-watering, that first he had to have a taste. Lowering his head, he used his thumbs to spread her labia wide, then lapped the length of her slit and let his goatee tickle her clit.
“For the love of Bacchus!” Ella’s desperate keen of pleasure sent another surge of heat through him. And he loved those sounds.
Thus, he did it again…and again, not sure who he teased most. Licking the honey-tart taste from his lips, Aleksander moved into position, notching himself at her opening. With one firm roll of his hips, he entered her scorching, wet heat.
Oh, gods of mythic pleasure!