The Devil's Kiss Book Tour and Giveaway!

**Disclaimer **

The devils Kiss Series is a novelette with a BDSM edge and contains material that is only suitable for adult readers. If dark and edgy erotic fiction isn’t your kind of read, you might not enjoy this story
 

                               Excerpt for Ultimatum: 

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The room was rectangular, dark and windowless, with deep crimson walls that matched the comforter on the king-sized bed; Gage had already laid several items on the end. A rack of cuffs, chains, whips, paddles, and God only knew what else hung on the far wall. An odd-looking bench sat in front of the display. Not certain what the X on the wall, the hooks in the floor and ceiling, or the plethora of items on the shelves were used for, I tore my gaze from the terrifying sight. A group of comfy chairs and a couch were arranged on a throw rug at the opposite end. Across from the bed a swanky bathroom, outfitted with a whirlpool tub and separate shower, could be seen through an archway. 

Gage fisted my hair and yanked me against him. “These are my rules. Remember them.” He trailed a hand down my throat, and his fingers settled on the buttons of my blouse. “Number one, don’t fight me. If you do you’ll be punished.” He slowly unfastened each one, taking the time to brush his fingers against my skin. “Two, unless I’ve given you permission to speak freely, always call me Master when we’re alone.” He slid his hand inside and palmed my breast. “And three, obey without hesitation. Do you understand these rules?”

“I-I understand.” I forced the words past my quivering lips. 

He let out a low chuckle. “I don’t think you do. I think it’s time for your first punishment.” He gripped my hair even tighter. “Before we go any further, you need to choose a safe word.”

“And if I say this word . . . you’ll stop?”

“Yes. And then I’ll turn you over to the authorities. Neither of us wants that.”

“Then what’s the point in choosing a safe word? You know I won’t use it.” 

“Because what happens here will be on my terms, but ultimately your choice. I won’t move forward without it, so choose wisely, something you won’t forget or accidentally say.” He withdrew his hand from my breast and put a few inches between us. “It’s the only word that will save you from your punishment. Screaming, crying, begging me to stop . . . none of those tactics will work.”

“You sick bastard.”

“You might consider showing me some respect—I’m the only person standing between you and a jail cell.”

Excerpt for Enslaved:

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Gage wasted no time in reclaiming the hot, damp place between my legs. He stroked me relentlessly, and not even the decadent cake had the power to distract me. By the time he pulled me into his arms on the dance floor, I’d downed four more glasses of champagne and was more than a little tipsy. Bodies flush, our champagne breaths mingling, I melted against him and let him pull me into the sway. Something shifted within me during that dance. For the first time, I returned his touch. Sliding my hands into his hair, I curled my fingers into the dark strands as he swept me across the room. I didn’t care if everyone was watching, if what I was doing and feeling was wrong. 

And it was so wrong. Nothing about this situation should feel romanticized, but I was lost and never wanted to be found. 

He tightened his arms around me, pulling me close enough that his hard-on strained against my stomach. “Wanna get out of here?”

Our faces were inches apart, and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me in front of everyone. “Yeah.” 

We left in a flurry of goodbyes, and the only thing more dizzying than my champagne-induced state was the commotion of grabbing our coats. The drive back to Gage’s place was but a fuzzy memory. We stumbled through the front door, his mouth hot and wet on my throat as my thighs locked around his waist. My hands gripped his hair as he carried me through the house. Maybe later I’d question why he took me to his bedroom instead of the basement, or why he seemed so un-Gage like as he ripped the bodice of my dress in an impatient fit of desire. The material tore to my waist, exposing my clamped breasts. He yanked on the chain, propelling me toward him and the bed, and his mouth closed over an aching nipple. We shed our clothing and tumbled onto the mattress, where he wrapped my fingers around the bars of the headboard.

“Don’t let go.” His breath fanned across my face an instant before he blinded me with a silk tie.

Excerpt for Retribution:

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“Straddle me,” he demanded, pulling me onto his lap and denying me the chance to object. He slid his hands under my dress and grabbed my ass, bringing me against his erection. My reaction was instantaneous. A flood of warmth crashed at my center, and I struggled to catch my breath through lips that parted of their own volition. His hands kneaded my bottom. “You feel that?” Awareness zinged between us as he watched me. “We connect here, Kayla.”

“It’s just sex.” My voice sounded weak, and I despised myself for it, especially since my body rocked against his.

“No, you’re not the type of woman who engages in ‘just sex’ arrangements.” He brought his hands up and spanned my ribcage. “The fact that you’re sitting here hot for my cock after everything I’ve done”—he circled my nipples with his thumbs—“turning to liquid at my touch, gives you away. You can have ‘just sex’ with anyone. There’s more here between us.”

I couldn’t look at him anymore. I closed my eyes, but I still felt his hands on me, still felt him hard and hot underneath me.

“I could fuck you right now, and you’d still beg for more.” He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in. “You’re just as addicted to me as I am you.” Pressing his mouth to mine, his tongue swept inside, and I wondered what he was waiting for.

“Do it, Gage.” I moaned against his lips. Later I’d beat myself up for this. Later I’d walk away.

“No. Just because you’re not my slave anymore, that doesn’t mean you call the shots.” He palmed my ass and squeezed hard. “And I’m still Master to you in the bedroom.”

The Devil’s Kiss Tour schedule:

May 13th | Proserpine Craving Books (Reviews, Excerpts)
May 14th | Crystal’s Random Thoughts (Excerpts)
May 15th | Unputdownable Books (Excerpts)
May 16th | The Avid Reader (Reviews, Excerpts)
May 17th | Natalie-Nicole Bates (Excerpts)
May 20th | Happy Tails and Tales (Author Interview, Excerpts)
May 21st | Road to Hell series (Reviews, Excerpts)
May 22nd | Mind Reader (Author Interview)
May 23rd | Phantasmic Reads (Excerpts)
May 24th | Darkest Sins (Special Post)

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