Friday, 22 February 2013

"Unchained Love" is complete!

The last "Unchained Love" book is published!

For those who have been wondering about David, this is his story.

Panther Dom Galen Driscoll tells part-panther David Rees that their Alpha is looking for two men to teach Peyton about BDSM and ménage sex. David is ready to be Galen’s sub, and likes the idea of sharing a woman with Galen, but is attracted to Diane Hagen, a human accountant. Galen is open to sharing Diane instead of Peyton, so they visit her and suggest some getting-to-know-you sex and BDSM in the dungeon at Carnal Connections. Diane has been looking for a new Dom for a while and is more than willing to try ménage sex with these two men, so she agrees.

The relationship is going well, but then David’s world collapses. There are graffiti attacks on the movie studio, and for some reason the police seem to think he’s involved. Is he going to end up in jail for something he didn’t do? Will Galen and Diane no longer accept him?

Diane had been an interested onlooker for the past six months or so as various members of the Carnal Connections community had mated into triads, especially among the shape-shifting panthers.

Diane had been at Carnal Connections since it began over five years ago, loving the BDSM lifestyle and sharing a Dom with various other unmarried men and women. More recently she was between Doms, because she wanted a man who would fulfill her not just in the dungeon but also in the bedroom. Finding such a man was extremely difficult. She’d also been considering the idea of a ménage. The idea of two men fucking her, which she’d watched with amazement at some of the more recent parties at Carnal Connections, had definite appeal. Diane liked her sex hot, but she wanted to make a connection with a man first.

“I guess now that I’m thirty it’s time to be thinking about settling down.” But Luke and Jeff, unmarried humans, didn’t appeal to her. “Perhaps an older man like Raegan, Kurt, or Frank?” But no, she’d seen the look in Jill’s eye when it rested on Raegan, and no way would she go there.

“Galen?” Now he was yummy, Tall, blond, and totally bedworthy. Except that she’d heard he’d left the panther pack when Sam Brooks had told him to get away from Leticia. If he was still in love with Leticia, even though she was mated now to Oliver and William, it would be beyond stupid of her to lose her heart to him.

There was David of course. David had been taken into the community upon Leticia’s desperate wish and under the supervision of JB, the community’s builder. At first she’d stayed away from him, not trusting him, but more recently she’d seen how hard he worked, how much care and attention to detail he gave every project no matter how minor, and what a thoroughly nice man he’d developed into. She’d be willing to get to know David better. The only problem was he wasn’t a Dom, and she needed a Dom.

Besides, they were both younger than her. Not a whole lot, but definitely younger. Galen was maybe twenty-five or twenty-six. David was likely the same or even a year younger than that. So there was no way they’d be looking at a woman who was thirty.

“Stop talking to yourself and get back to work.” Diane grinned. One of the things about working alone so much was that she did talk to herself a lot, and it was something she needed to stop doing. Sooner or later someone would overhear something she shouldn’t have said out loud.

She really needed to get a sex life, though. She’d had a very good dildo for years. More recently she’d added a butt plug to her toy box. But neither of those was as good as a Dom with a firm hand who understood her needs. And preferably one who had a firm cock as well.

Diane giggled then blushed as someone knocked at her office door.

“Come on in,” she called, hoping her cheeks weren’t too flushed.

Oh, shit. Galen and David. If they knew what she’d just been thinking about, likely they’d run away from her as fast as they could.

“Hi there. Do you have accounts you need help with?” she asked as calmly as she could, surreptitiously wiping her clammy hands on her jeans under the desk.

“No, but we do want to talk to you. Is now okay?” asked Galen.

“Sure. I’m only working tonight because I had nothing else particular to do, not because there’s a rush project I need to finish,” she replied. And how pathetic does that make me sound?

“Oh, good.”

Galen was fidgeting, so Diane hurried to say, “Why don’t you sit down then, both of you, and tell me what the problem is.” She hoped she sounded professional, not confused as to why they were here.

“Right. Before I make a total fool of myself, could you please confirm that you don’t have a Dom at the moment? And also that you don’t have a significant other?” asked Galen, perching on the edge of a chair in front of her desk.

Diane forced her mouth shut. Had these men overheard her thoughts or something? She hadn’t mentioned their names out loud, had she? She certainly hadn’t said the word “sex” out loud, she was sure about that. They were both staring at her, their eyes big and concerned. She couldn’t help noticing that they were quite similar in coloring. Galen was blond with silver eyes. David’s hair was dirty blond and longer than Galen’s. His eyes were very light blue, a color that was almost gray. He was shorter than Galen, but Galen was a big man, so David wasn’t undersized by anyone’s estimation.

She shook her head then said, “No Dom, no significant other.” For a brief moment she thought about expanding on that statement then decided, No. Leave them to ask me what they want. I don’t even know why they’re visiting me yet, so there’s no need to tell them about the sad state of my sex life. Nonsex life, that is.

Galen leaned forward, his gaze firmly fixed on her face. “I’m a Dom. David and I are not yet Dom and sub, but before we begin that relationship we wanted a woman to join us. We both want you to join us.”

Diane blinked and had to force her mouth to stay closed instead of dropping open in shock. Holy shit! Maybe they had read her mind.

Friday, 15 February 2013

At last: Verity's Story is Here

"The Dom Claims His Cougar" (MFM) BDSM Shape-Shifter "Unchained Love" book 7

Noah Quinn and Ezra Anderson want to mate with Verity Griffin. But Verity is confused. Someone has been stalking the women on Facebook, terrifying them. Other rogue panthers are still free to harass them, and everything seems to be moving way too fast. She wants to be consulted about their future life and have a house of her own. Fortunately there’s a wedge of land at the corner of the movie studio and Carnal Connections where they can build their house and should be reasonably safe.

With the postponement of their mating, Noah organizes a surprise for Verity. Will it make their sex life even better or just put more barriers between them?

Danger still surrounds them. How long will it take before the house is ready and they can finally be together? And will the men be able to keep Verity safe in their new house?


Ezra Anderson was bent over a whipping bench, his hands and feet cuffed to the bench, his ass elevated for easy whipping. He’d been Noah Quinn’s sub for over a year now, but it wasn’t until they’d met Verity at a Carnal Connections BDSM party that he’d felt there was any hope for a permanent relationship. Both he and Noah liked to fuck women. But there’d only been one woman he’d ever wanted to fuck since the day he’d seen Verity. The night she turned twenty-one had been so freeing because then he and Noah could finally take her the way they wanted to, as a true ménage.

Up until then they’d kissed her and touched her, ensured she knew she was theirs, but panthers insisted a woman be twenty-one before she was considered fully adult, before there was any ménage sex, so they’d had to wait. It’d only been a few months, but it had seemed more like years. Waiting for her had been the hardest thing he’d ever had to do. Now they were to be mated, to express their love for each other, and to live together forever.

Verity and Serena Griffin were actually cougars. Ezra wasn’t exactly sure how it worked, panthers were panthers to him, but to the pack, the differences between panther, puma, and cougar were obvious, and the twins were cougars.

Ezra used his peripheral vision to stare at Verity. She was manacled to another bench to his right. Her reddish-brown bob-cut hair had fallen forward to reveal her delicate neck, and of course he couldn’t see her face at all, but he knew her hazel-brown eyes would be sparkling. She loved the tension and drama of BDSM sex as much as the two men did. She wasn’t as willful and perverse as her sister, but she was known to push the boundaries to test Noah. Ezra knew Noah delighted in that deliberate disobedience which so truly demonstrated she wanted more.

Ezra loved her wicked mind, too. He loved the fire and spirit in her that showed she was so much more than just a sexy body. She was all woman, but that included her female way of looking at life, which opened his male mind up to a whole spectrum of new possibilities.

Just then the cane cracked onto his own ass. Sharp, hard, a distinct sting. Ezra relaxed into his bindings and waited for the next stroke and the next. Six hard lines burned into his ass, heating it on the outside and heating him on the inside. Burns so good. His cock had already been hard with the excitement of the three of them being together in the dungeon, but now it was growing longer, harder. Soon he’d have to start exerting control over it so he didn’t come too soon.

Ezra could hear the cane cracking down on Verity. He knew Noah wouldn’t punish her as forcefully as he’d punished Ezra. Their Dom knew exactly how hard to hit, where to hit, and how often to hit them so that they both received maximum pleasure.

Now the cane burned a fiery line across his shoulders, then another, and another. Before he could catch his breath it was slashing across his butt again, this time at an angle across the marks already there. His shoulders heated, but nothing like the deep burn of his ass. Damn, that felt good. The intense, sharp pains were so freeing. It was as if the more his ass hurt, the more his spirit soared free. He didn’t consider himself the least bit poetic, but it was pure poetry, the way the pain in his ass released the pleasure bound tightly inside him so that he could relax into each stroke of the cane, knowing his pleasure would only rise higher and higher.

Even when Noah stopped working on him and turned his attention to Verity, Ezra’s ass burned hot and his mind was filled with joy and happiness. He was with the woman he loved and the Dom who knew exactly how to ensure all three of them would explode into thrilling orgasms. Soon they’d all fly higher and harder together as they fucked.

Friday, 8 February 2013

OUT TODAY! The Dom Tests her Serenity.

"The Dom Tests Her Serenity" (MFM), BDSM, shape-shifters. "Unchained Love" book 6.

Serena Griffin had a very public breakup with Pete Jackson and Josh Taylor over a misunderstanding. When Pete and Josh explain themselves to Serena, she agrees to give them another try and spends the night with them. Serena has the best night of her life—until she realizes they never once said they loved her or wanted to mate her.

Sure she’s given her heart away to two panthers who are only looking for something casual, Serena panics and finds a place to hide until everything blows over. But she might have more reason to hide when she sees a man lurking near her work and realizes the rogue panthers are back.

Pete and Josh are in trouble with their Alpha for pushing Serena away. How can they get him on their side again to help them win Serena back and show her they want her bound to them forever, not just in the dungeon?

Serena leaned against the still-shaking door and fought hard not to cry. Within the next five minutes the entire community would know she’d broken up with Josh and Pete. She’d thought she loved them both, had even considered they’d maybe mate one day, and to have Josh so casually say, “But we never wear a condom when we fuck and we’re not going to start wearing one now,” had killed all her hopes and expectations stone-dead.

She wasn’t stupid. She knew that men their age, late twenties, wouldn’t be virgins. But bloody hell, they’d been dating her for months. Couldn’t they keep their pricks in their pants for a few months? Why did they think they had a left hand, for fuck’s sake?

“Dad would be disappointed in you, Serena.” The voice spoke through the door, the mouth almost exactly at her ear level. Her twin, Verity.


“You used bloody six times in the one sentence.”

Serena quickly thought back to what she’d asked. What do you bloody mean you never bloody wear a bloody condom? How many bloody women have you bloody slept with already? I thought you bloody cared about me?

“It was two—no, three—sentences, and at least I didn’t say fuck or shit like anyone else would have.”

“Are you going to open the door and let me in?”

Serena sighed, took a deep breath, stood behind the door where no one could see her wearing only her underwear, and opened it a mere inch. Her sister’s fingers appeared in the gap, pushing the door wider, as Verity slid through the smallest possible space, leaving Serena hidden behind the solid wood.

“There’s a hell of a mess in the hallway,” Verity said conversationally.

“Josh and Pete can clean it up. I’m not.” Serena sagged onto the floor and rested her head on her knees. Instantly Verity was beside her, putting an arm around her shoulder as she had done so often when they were children.

Serena couldn’t stop the tears anymore. “I love them and they’ve been fucking other women, or one other woman, without using protection, all along. They could be about to become fathers, or have caught diseases, or anything. It’s such incredibly selfish and stupid behavior. It disrespects everyone and I never thought they’d be like that. A true Dom always cares properly for his sub. He doesn’t risk her health and happiness by acting in a selfish immature way. ”

Verity held her tighter. “That sucks. But if they’ve been fucking a whole bunch of different women, maybe that’s because it was just sex and they really do love you.”

“I’d like to cut their fucking balls off,” said Serena, looking up at Verity.

“But then you couldn’t fuck them if you ever change your mind. Why not just chain them in one of the dungeons for a week or two?”

“Without food.”

“Yes. Only water. Just enough so they don’t get ill.”

“Oh, I like that plan.”

“See, you’re feeling better already. Now, tell me what happened,” ordered Verity.

“They took me out to dinner, which they’ve done a few times. But tonight they asked to come into my room afterward, and I thought we were finally going to fuck. You know how much I love them, even though I haven’t said anything to anyone else. Or I thought I loved them. Likely it was just my imagination, but I thought we were exclusive, a unit. I thought one day we’d get mated. I thought they cared about me.”

Verity nodded.

“We were kissing and—” Serena blushed. She wasn’t sure how innocent Verity was nowadays, so maybe it would be better not to go into too much detail. She rather thought her twin wasn’t a virgin anymore, but still…“And that’s when Josh said they never wore condoms and weren’t going to start wearing one for me.”

She turned to Verity and said what had made her almost as mad as the thought of them having another woman in their lives. “I can’t bear the thought they were two-timing me and loving another woman. Making both of us unhappy. But even if they were just sleeping around, being a panther doesn’t stop them getting a human woman pregnant, and there’s still the possibility of them getting some sexually transmitted disease.”

Verity gave Serena another hug then moved slightly forward so they were more face-to-face. “You feel they betrayed your trust.”

“They did betray my trust. And who knows if their actions will cause all sorts of problems in the future, like Sam’s abandonment of his son David did.”

Serena leaned back against the door. Outside she could hear people moving around and the whirr of a vacuum cleaner in action. Suddenly she giggled. “Do you think they’ll have to pay for the smashed crockery and vase?”

“It would serve them right.” Verity laughed.

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Unchained Love: The Dom Claims His Cougar

"The Dom Claims His Cougar" (MFM)BDSM shape-shifter, "Unchained Love" book 7 is now available for pre-order.

This is Verity's story and she's just as feisty as Serena, although in a less dramatic manner!

Noah Quinn and Ezra Anderson want to mate with Verity Griffin. But Verity is confused. Someone has been stalking the women on Facebook, terrifying them. Other rogue panthers are still free to harass them, and everything seems to be moving way too fast. She wants to be consulted about their future life and have a house of her own. Fortunately there’s a wedge of land at the corner of the movie studio and Carnal Connections where they can build their house and should be reasonably safe.

With the postponement of their mating, Noah organizes a surprise for Verity. Will it make their sex life even better or just put more barriers between them?

Danger still surrounds them. How long will it take before the house is ready and they can finally be together? And will the men be able to keep Verity safe in their new house?

Friday, 1 February 2013

The Dom Unites Wolf and Panther OUT TODAY!

"The Dom Unites Wolf and Panther" (MFM), BDSM, Shapeshifter
"Unchained Love" Book 5 out today!

Half-panther Autumn Hayes is attracted to human Dom Curtis Cole and werewolf shape-shifter Nicholas Sullivan, even though she knows an alliance between a wolf and panther would never be possible.

Nicholas and Curtis are joint owners of a small boutique movie studio, but when they make love to her on one of the sets there, they discover that the rogue panthers aren’t finished with their crime spree and nowhere is safe.

Realizing that the best way they can protect Autumn is for them all to live at Carnal Connections, Curtis and Nicholas devise a plan to move their studio to the land adjoining the BDSM community. But will the people and shifters of Carnal Connections, already on edge, accept their plan, or will they be rejected as a threat to the community’s security?

However Nicholas and Curtis will just be wasting their time if Autumn can’t get past her fears of uniting a panther shape-shifter, a werewolf, and a human. How can they convince the scared community when they can’t even convince their reluctant mate?


Nicholas reached for her, but she sidestepped him and continued buttoning up her blouse.

“When you’re my sub you will do as I say,” warned Curtis.

“But I haven’t agreed to be your sub, have I?”

“But you will agree. And soon,” he said.

Autumn shot him a look. Something else in the “no” box. First the wolf thing, now the Dom thing. “Don’t push me,” she warned him.

Nicholas jumped out of bed. “I may as well get dressed to drive you home then, otherwise I’ll have to lend you one of our trucks.”

Curtis nodded and threw the quilt to the floor.

After she was dressed, she retrieved her purse and dug through it for a hairbrush then neatly plaited her hair into a single braid.

“I like it out, but I like it like that, too,” said Curtis.

Autumn sniffed. Something smelled wrong. “Did you leave the grill on tonight?”

“Huh?” asked Curtis.

Like her, Nicholas had the extra-sensitive nose of a wild animal. “Fire!” he said, racing for the door to the building.

“Stay here,” ordered Curtis.

That instruction made sense to her, since she really didn’t know her way around the set and was likely to trip over bits of scenery or props and hurt herself or get in their way. She slung her purse over her shoulder and walked into a more central area so she could see both the back door to the sets, which was where Nicholas had gone, and the big roller door through which they’d driven the car, which was the way Curtis left, just opening it high enough for him to duck under it.

Autumn wished she had her extra-sensitive animal ears to listen for any unusual noises. But unless she transformed into her panther she couldn’t sharpen her senses anymore right now. Besides, likely someone had simply dropped a cigarette butt in a trash can somewhere which had finally caught alight or something easy and obvious like that.

The movie site was fenced, but the fence was nothing a fit person couldn’t climb over. It was more designed to prevent passersby from wandering onto a scene and ruining the filming than anything else. It wasn’t like there were things here worth stealing. The furniture was all inside the buildings and there were no genuine antiques or expensive artworks. Almost everything was designed to look good in the background of a shot, not to be inspected closely for flaws.

Autumn paced impatiently for a while, but the burning smell got no worse, and she couldn’t hear any worrying noises. Finally, she wandered over to the other living room scene, the one with the wooden floor, and stared at it carefully. The two armchairs and the couch were the real thing, but the painting on the wall, the bookshelf over to the side, complete with books, and the window on the back wall were all just painted onto wooden sets. She walked around behind them and the backs had different scenes painted on them, old stone walls, like part of a castle, with detachable triangular wooden bracing poles. It was actually quite fascinating as an example of an optical illusion, she supposed.

The roller door squealed and she turned suddenly, her purse banging into her thigh. Impatiently, she hitched it higher up her shoulder and stepped out of the set and into the open concrete-floored area to see which one had returned, Nicholas or Curtis. But it wasn’t either of them. It was a man she didn’t recognize. Likely, he was someone who worked here and had come to investigate the smell as well.

“Hi. I’m Autumn. Is everything outside all right?”

“I was going to say this whole evening has been a waste of time. There’s nothing here of value at all. But you’re one of those panthers, which means you’re of value. Drew and Charlie should pay me some big bucks to hand you over to them. Come over here, my pretty. We won’t wait for the others, because they may want to share you. I’m going to get me some nice money for you, oh yes, I surely am.”

“I don’t think so.” Autumn gripped her heavy purse firmly and waited for him to come closer. As soon as he got in range she’d be aiming for his head. Hitting his balls with her purse would hurt a lot more, but it was a much smaller target. Anywhere she hit his head should be enough to knock some sense into him. It was a damn shame she didn’t carry Mace or hairspray with her, but the sheer weight of the bag would do enough damage, she hoped.

“Come on, pretty one. You come to Jim now.”

The man was sidling up to her, trying to grab her unawares, but she wasn’t stupid enough to take her gaze off him for a moment.

Finally, he leaped forward and she swung her purse at his head with all her strength. He screamed and staggered backward, raising both arms to hold his head and therefore leaving his balls unprotected. She kicked up hard, slamming her foot into them, and when he dropped to his knees she belted him over the head again with her purse. Autumn ran to the bedroom set she and the men had used and quickly unhooked one of the sets of handcuffs then ran back and cuffed his hands in front of him. Back she went again for a second pair of handcuffs and secured his ankles. Then she moved well away from him as he was already stirring and swearing. When he found he couldn’t stand up he began screaming abuse at her.

“Hey, you were going to capture me. I captured you. Fair’s fair,” she said.

“They’ll put me back in jail, you bitch.”

“You should have thought of that before coming here, shouldn’t you?”

The man began shuffling on his bottom toward the roller door.

“Just keep doing that if you want me to knock you unconscious,” Autumn said, swinging her purse. He gave her a filthy look but stayed still.

Cara Adams.