Congratulations to Shadow! She is the randomly selected winner of the ebook of her choice from my backlist.
Thank you all for participating in the Hoop and for stopping by my blog! Have a great rest of your week, everyone. 
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Winner! Blog Hop 18 and Over
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Blog Hop Day! 18 and Over
It’s the big day! Time to let our hair down and toss the ratings out the window, for Bitten by Paranormal Romance’s and Getting Naughty Between the Stacks’ giant blog hop for all of us who love our romances a little extra hot. 
In honor of the party, I’ve pulled a sexcerpt to share from my latest m/m shifter romance release, On Thin Ice, available now at Resplendence Publishing.
Meet Silas Murdock lion shifter--pride leader. Theodore Lucas, wolf shifter and pack physician. Alone in the Alaskan tundra, Theo has saved Silas after his plane crashes in the wilderness and has taken him to his cabin. When Silas awakens he has amnesia, no idea who are what he is. But one thing is clear to both men, they know what they want: each other.
“First, Dr. Theodore Lucas, let’s get something straight. I’m not your patient anymore. I believe it was me who said I’m more than ready to move on. So you can stop beating yourself up over some fucking imaginary line.” Silas drew a vertical path with his fingertips up the sides of Theo’s neck until he cupped his face.
“Second, you’re right. I have no idea what my orientation is or was before the accident, but I do know when something feels right. And in the here and now, I know what I like and what I want when I see it.” Silas dipped his head, then his tongue darted out, and he licked the seal of Theo’s lips, drawing out a sigh.
A tremor raced down Theo’s spine.
Silas rubbed his cheek against Theo’s. “And what I want, is your skin next to mine,” he breathed into his ear.
Theo’s eyelids shuttered.
Then Silas traced the curve of Theo’s neck with his tongue. “Mmm, so good. You taste like spring: sweet and fresh. Like that first bite of a perfectly ripe fruit. Christ, I want to lick every inch of you.”
Silas dropped to his knees, and the action had Theo’s eyelids popping back open. His cock jerked behind the fabric as if it knew what waited on the other side.
“How long has it been since you’ve let somebody take care of you?” Silas glanced up.
Theo swallowed hard. “A while,” he managed to utter.
Silas smoothed his hands over Theo’s thighs, the heat searing through the cloth in hyperawareness. Up and up Silas moved them until he gripped the waistband of Theo’s sweats.
By reflex, Theo dropped his arms and covered the back of Silas’ knuckles with his fingers, halting his next move.
“I want to.” Silas narrowed his gaze, lust brewing like storm clouds behind his irises. “You haven’t coerced me to do anything against my will. In fact, I’m dying to taste your cock on my tongue.”
“Oh fuck…” Theo’s hands fell away, and he dropped his head between his shoulder blades, bumping the cupboards behind him.
Slowly, Silas pulled the waistband lower. With every inch of exposed flesh, Theo’s pulse and respiration battled for dominance. He risked a glance below. Silas looked like a kid on Christmas morning, enthralled with a present he couldn’t wait to unwrap. God, he was beautiful. The moment almost surreal because he certainly didn’t deserve to feel this way again: happy, passionate, and excited.
The cool early morning air in the cabin chilled the exposed flesh of his groin. Silas leaned in and feathered a myriad of kisses from Theo’s navel down to the root of his exposed cock.
“Mmm.” Theo couldn’t help himself and reached for the other man’s head. He loved the color and texture of Silas’ hair and had to sink his fingers into the thick layers. Theo threaded his fingertips to the roots, and Silas’ head lolled under the attention. “You like that, huh?”
“Oh, yeah.” A playful smiled formed on Silas’ lips before he directed his attention back to Theo.
Silas tugged the material lower another few inches, and the hard length of Theo’s erection sprang free. Despite the early morning chill in the air, he was rock hard, the shaft rising up to nearly brush the lower half of his abs.
Fixated, he watched as Silas raked his gaze over the engorged length from balls to crown.
“Very nice, Doc,” he drawled.
Theo didn’t think it possible to be turned on more than he already was. But damn, if he wasn’t about to come just from the way Silas looked at his cock.
“You’re killing me, Red,” Theo said on a moan.
“Red?” Silas tilted his head and lifted a brow.
“Yeah. Red.” He tugged on a handful of Silas’ dark copper waves.
Silas coughed out a laugh. “I couldn’t swear to it, but I bet you’re the only one I allow to call me that.”
The declaration brought a smile to Theo’s lips. “I think I kind of like the sound of that.” He worked his palms on the silky locks, enjoying the smooth slide of the strands between his fingers.
“You do, huh?”
One second, Silas was speaking, the next, Theo’s cock bumped the back of Silas’ throat, knocking a gasp from his own. Silas glided back up Theo’s shaft, hitting every sensitive nerve with his lips and tongue along his path. At the crown, Silas circled the rim once, traced the slit with the tip of his tongue, then released the swollen head with a pop.
“Oh…fuck,” Theo groaned.
“Now I like the sound of that.” Silas looked up, one large hand firmly gripping the base of Theo’s shaft, and winked.
“You are so wicked.”
“Hmmm… I guess some things just come naturally.” He grinned.
With his free hand, Silas helped Theo the rest of the way out of his sweats. Theo stepped out of the blue cotton, then knocked them away with his foot. Silas didn’t waste another second and cupped Theo’s sac with his free palm. He dipped his head and sucked one of his jewels between his lips. The gentle warm tug sent a zing of sensation up his shaft.
Theo’s knees trembled. “Oh, shit.”
Silas maneuvered from one to the other, sucking and rolling the orbs over his tongue. Then his tongue was on Theo’s cock, flat and hot along the backside. From root to tip, he dragged the slightly rough and moist flesh along the sensitive zone, taking Theo to his toes.
“Oh, my God,” he panted. “So good.”
Without warning, Silas engulfed Theo’s length, sinking back down in a brain short-circuiting rush. Over and over he worked Theo’s cock this time not giving him a moment to think, speak, or catch his breath. All he could do was hang on and savor every mind-altering moment. And that was exactly what Silas was doing: blowing every neuron inside Theo’s head.
“Don’t stop.” Theo groaned. “Oh God, don’t you fucking stop.” Unbidden, his hips set up their own pace, thrusting into every one of Silas’ downward strokes. His nails dug into the other man’s scalp. But it only seemed to spur Silas on even harder.
His balls churned, tightened. “Going to come.” Theo gasped. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”
He lunged hard onto Theo’s cock, taking him deep down his throat, then sucked. An electric storm exploded up his spine.
“Red!”
Theo erupted.
The room dimmed to a foggy haze. He bucked into his lover, jetting wave after wave of cum down his throat.
Silas moaned, the action resonating through Theo’s rigid length, taking his orgasm higher. His knees buckled, but Silas grabbed his sides, held him steady, and drained every last drop Theo had to give.
Slowly Silas stood, allowing Theo’s cock to slide from his lips. He licked, kissed, sampled his way up over Theo’s abs, chest, and nipples before coming to stand, putting them face to face.
“Damn,” Silas uttered on a low growl. “You are so fucking hot.”
“Damn is right.” Theo hooked his fingers around Red’s nape and pulled him in. He teased the edges of his lover’s lips with his own, skating over the surface in an erotic chase.
Ending the game, Silas groaned and sealed their mouths. Hot and hard, they kissed. Teeth clashing. Tongues exploring. The salty taste of Theo’s cum lingered, but it didn’t matter. The reminder only served to make Theo want Silas even more.
Theo snagged his fingers in the neckline of Silas’ shirt and tugged it over the other man’s head, breaking the kiss.
Silas inched back, allowing the material to pass over his arms. Theo tossed the sweater to the table, then grabbed Red’s hand.
“My turn,” Theo stated, making his tone clear that it wasn’t a question, but a fact.
I hope you enjoyed the scene nearly as much as they did. lol
From what books and or characters have you discovered some of your most memorable moments? I’d love to hear and add them to my TBR pile!
On March 26th, I’ll randomly pick a commenter using Random.org to receive an ebook of their choice from my any title listed in the right sidebar from my backlist.
For an extra entry, add your email address in the box at the top right to join my newsletter. I’d love to keep you up to date with all my latest news and new releases.
Thanks for stopping by!
In honor of the party, I’ve pulled a sexcerpt to share from my latest m/m shifter romance release, On Thin Ice, available now at Resplendence Publishing.
Meet Silas Murdock lion shifter--pride leader. Theodore Lucas, wolf shifter and pack physician. Alone in the Alaskan tundra, Theo has saved Silas after his plane crashes in the wilderness and has taken him to his cabin. When Silas awakens he has amnesia, no idea who are what he is. But one thing is clear to both men, they know what they want: each other.
“First, Dr. Theodore Lucas, let’s get something straight. I’m not your patient anymore. I believe it was me who said I’m more than ready to move on. So you can stop beating yourself up over some fucking imaginary line.” Silas drew a vertical path with his fingertips up the sides of Theo’s neck until he cupped his face.
“Second, you’re right. I have no idea what my orientation is or was before the accident, but I do know when something feels right. And in the here and now, I know what I like and what I want when I see it.” Silas dipped his head, then his tongue darted out, and he licked the seal of Theo’s lips, drawing out a sigh.
A tremor raced down Theo’s spine.
Silas rubbed his cheek against Theo’s. “And what I want, is your skin next to mine,” he breathed into his ear.
Theo’s eyelids shuttered.
Then Silas traced the curve of Theo’s neck with his tongue. “Mmm, so good. You taste like spring: sweet and fresh. Like that first bite of a perfectly ripe fruit. Christ, I want to lick every inch of you.”
Silas dropped to his knees, and the action had Theo’s eyelids popping back open. His cock jerked behind the fabric as if it knew what waited on the other side.
“How long has it been since you’ve let somebody take care of you?” Silas glanced up.
Theo swallowed hard. “A while,” he managed to utter.
Silas smoothed his hands over Theo’s thighs, the heat searing through the cloth in hyperawareness. Up and up Silas moved them until he gripped the waistband of Theo’s sweats.
By reflex, Theo dropped his arms and covered the back of Silas’ knuckles with his fingers, halting his next move.
“I want to.” Silas narrowed his gaze, lust brewing like storm clouds behind his irises. “You haven’t coerced me to do anything against my will. In fact, I’m dying to taste your cock on my tongue.”
“Oh fuck…” Theo’s hands fell away, and he dropped his head between his shoulder blades, bumping the cupboards behind him.
Slowly, Silas pulled the waistband lower. With every inch of exposed flesh, Theo’s pulse and respiration battled for dominance. He risked a glance below. Silas looked like a kid on Christmas morning, enthralled with a present he couldn’t wait to unwrap. God, he was beautiful. The moment almost surreal because he certainly didn’t deserve to feel this way again: happy, passionate, and excited.
The cool early morning air in the cabin chilled the exposed flesh of his groin. Silas leaned in and feathered a myriad of kisses from Theo’s navel down to the root of his exposed cock.
“Mmm.” Theo couldn’t help himself and reached for the other man’s head. He loved the color and texture of Silas’ hair and had to sink his fingers into the thick layers. Theo threaded his fingertips to the roots, and Silas’ head lolled under the attention. “You like that, huh?”
“Oh, yeah.” A playful smiled formed on Silas’ lips before he directed his attention back to Theo.
Silas tugged the material lower another few inches, and the hard length of Theo’s erection sprang free. Despite the early morning chill in the air, he was rock hard, the shaft rising up to nearly brush the lower half of his abs.
Fixated, he watched as Silas raked his gaze over the engorged length from balls to crown.
“Very nice, Doc,” he drawled.
Theo didn’t think it possible to be turned on more than he already was. But damn, if he wasn’t about to come just from the way Silas looked at his cock.
“You’re killing me, Red,” Theo said on a moan.
“Red?” Silas tilted his head and lifted a brow.
“Yeah. Red.” He tugged on a handful of Silas’ dark copper waves.
Silas coughed out a laugh. “I couldn’t swear to it, but I bet you’re the only one I allow to call me that.”
The declaration brought a smile to Theo’s lips. “I think I kind of like the sound of that.” He worked his palms on the silky locks, enjoying the smooth slide of the strands between his fingers.
“You do, huh?”
One second, Silas was speaking, the next, Theo’s cock bumped the back of Silas’ throat, knocking a gasp from his own. Silas glided back up Theo’s shaft, hitting every sensitive nerve with his lips and tongue along his path. At the crown, Silas circled the rim once, traced the slit with the tip of his tongue, then released the swollen head with a pop.
“Oh…fuck,” Theo groaned.
“Now I like the sound of that.” Silas looked up, one large hand firmly gripping the base of Theo’s shaft, and winked.
“You are so wicked.”
“Hmmm… I guess some things just come naturally.” He grinned.
With his free hand, Silas helped Theo the rest of the way out of his sweats. Theo stepped out of the blue cotton, then knocked them away with his foot. Silas didn’t waste another second and cupped Theo’s sac with his free palm. He dipped his head and sucked one of his jewels between his lips. The gentle warm tug sent a zing of sensation up his shaft.
Theo’s knees trembled. “Oh, shit.”
Silas maneuvered from one to the other, sucking and rolling the orbs over his tongue. Then his tongue was on Theo’s cock, flat and hot along the backside. From root to tip, he dragged the slightly rough and moist flesh along the sensitive zone, taking Theo to his toes.
“Oh, my God,” he panted. “So good.”
Without warning, Silas engulfed Theo’s length, sinking back down in a brain short-circuiting rush. Over and over he worked Theo’s cock this time not giving him a moment to think, speak, or catch his breath. All he could do was hang on and savor every mind-altering moment. And that was exactly what Silas was doing: blowing every neuron inside Theo’s head.
“Don’t stop.” Theo groaned. “Oh God, don’t you fucking stop.” Unbidden, his hips set up their own pace, thrusting into every one of Silas’ downward strokes. His nails dug into the other man’s scalp. But it only seemed to spur Silas on even harder.
His balls churned, tightened. “Going to come.” Theo gasped. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”
He lunged hard onto Theo’s cock, taking him deep down his throat, then sucked. An electric storm exploded up his spine.
“Red!”
Theo erupted.
The room dimmed to a foggy haze. He bucked into his lover, jetting wave after wave of cum down his throat.
Silas moaned, the action resonating through Theo’s rigid length, taking his orgasm higher. His knees buckled, but Silas grabbed his sides, held him steady, and drained every last drop Theo had to give.
Slowly Silas stood, allowing Theo’s cock to slide from his lips. He licked, kissed, sampled his way up over Theo’s abs, chest, and nipples before coming to stand, putting them face to face.
“Damn,” Silas uttered on a low growl. “You are so fucking hot.”
“Damn is right.” Theo hooked his fingers around Red’s nape and pulled him in. He teased the edges of his lover’s lips with his own, skating over the surface in an erotic chase.
Ending the game, Silas groaned and sealed their mouths. Hot and hard, they kissed. Teeth clashing. Tongues exploring. The salty taste of Theo’s cum lingered, but it didn’t matter. The reminder only served to make Theo want Silas even more.
Theo snagged his fingers in the neckline of Silas’ shirt and tugged it over the other man’s head, breaking the kiss.
Silas inched back, allowing the material to pass over his arms. Theo tossed the sweater to the table, then grabbed Red’s hand.
“My turn,” Theo stated, making his tone clear that it wasn’t a question, but a fact.
I hope you enjoyed the scene nearly as much as they did. lol
From what books and or characters have you discovered some of your most memorable moments? I’d love to hear and add them to my TBR pile!
On March 26th, I’ll randomly pick a commenter using Random.org to receive an ebook of their choice from my any title listed in the right sidebar from my backlist.
For an extra entry, add your email address in the box at the top right to join my newsletter. I’d love to keep you up to date with all my latest news and new releases.
Thanks for stopping by!
Friday, March 16, 2012
Congratulations!
- The grand prize winner of the On Thin Ice Giveaway, receiving a Swarovski snowflake sun catcher and a $25 gift certificate to All Romance eBooks is SusanM!
- Runner up and winner of a digital copy of On Thin Ice is JoAnna!
Thanks to all of you who stopped by and helped celebrate the release of On Thin Ice! You’re all WINNERS in my eyes! 
Have a wonderful weekend
Jessica
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