Military Discipline Book Three, Savage’s Woman *OUT NOW*

Over the past few years, smart mouthed savant Zora Matthews has been kidnapped, incarcerated, soundly spanked, and forced to work for both the government and rogue mercenary forces alike. It’s been a rough ride for the independent and oh so rebellious brat who bows to no man – save one.

Now she’s free, and finally with the hard nosed military man who started the whole troublesome saga by snatching her out of her life and putting her firmly over his knee. As long as they keep their heads down, they can live a normal life – or so they think.

It turns out that being normal is much more difficult than either Zora or Savage anticipated. When the military discovers their location and Zora and Savage must leave their simple life go on the run one last time, she can’t help but notice that he doesn’t seem to mind too much. Whilst hiding, Zora has to face the issues they’ve both been avoiding. Can they ever run far enough to escape the government? And does Savage really want to?

In the fast paced, hard hitting conclusion to the Military Discipline series, Zora and Savage must face the ultimate obstacles to their love – themselves.

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Something Spankingly Sapphic…

“Strip.”

The word was a verbal blade cutting through Sakura’s stammering.

Sakura looked up wide eyed. “Wha?”

“You don’t need clothes. You’re not going anywhere.”

Blushing, Sakura began removing her clothing. Though she had been naked with Deven many, many times, it was different when she was ordered to strip. And it was different when Deven remained unrelentingly clothed. Deven knew that. She knew precisely how Sakura felt, what it meant when she wiggled her hips and lowered her eyes and bit her lip without even knowing she was doing it. She was a picture of adorable contrition, but it wasn’t going to get her out of trouble.

“All of it.”

Sakura had peeled off her uniform, but it was not enough. Her bra and panties soon followed and then she was as naked as naked could be, every inch of her body bared to Deven’s firm gaze.

“Look at me.”

Sakura raised her eyes and watched as her lover’s gaze traveled her body. For a long moment, Deven paused, just drinking her girlfriend’s beauty in. Soon there would be tears and slapping and heated flesh, but in that moment there was nothing but the quiet and the elegant curves of a body that was hers to take, to love, to protect as she saw fit.

Sitting on the bed, Deven reached for Sakura, pulling her into position. She could have asked Sakura to put herself in the right place, but there was a certain something to be gained from showing her girl just how easily she could be handled.

Despite her size, Sakura was one of the most physcally agile and strong women on the ship. None of that mattered when she was sliding over Deven’s knee, her legs spread one on either side of Deven’s thigh so that her mound acted as a fulcrum over which her bared bottom swayed.

(From Sappho’s Brats.)

Spanked By A Witch

Two years ago, a runaway peasant met a wicked witch in the forest… and got her bottom spanked very soundly! From the book Over Witch’s Knee, and the ongoing Lesbia Chronicles series.

“Are you always in the habit of spying on people?”

“Sometimes?” Atrocious answered the question with a question as her eyes darted around the room. She was looking for a way out, but Ayla was blocking her way fairly effectively. Sure she could have maybe pushed past her or applied a little more physical force if necessary but Atrocious was not given to outright aggression in most instances, and certainly not against beautiful ladies she’d recently seen in compromising situations. There was also the magic to consider, oh, and the fact that Ayla was bigger than she was. None of those things would help if worst came to worst.

“Someone should teach you a lesson,” Ayla purred, reaching out towards Atrocious with her fingers splayed. “A lesson in when to look and when not to look.”

“Listen, I…” Atrocious began to apologize, but before she could finish the sentence her vision went black. She uttered a shriek of fear, afraid that Ayla might have killed her and that she was looking into the void of her own non-existence, but a hand on her knee and a voice that was quickly becoming familiar spoke.
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The Lord’s Bride in Amazon’s Top 50 Medieval Romances!

Cross-posted from Stormy Night

Full of adventure, great characters, snappy dialogue, and a great plot, this book will have you begging for more Loki! Once you get your first taste, you’ll be hooked, so buy your copy today!

Excerpt:

“The world is changing, Martin.”

“The world is not changing. We are. Soon you will be married and I will be married and we will have families of our own.”

“Yes,” she said softly. Soon he would be married, to a second cousin from Cheshire. The marriage had been arranged when he was but four years of age. Now that he was three and twenty, it would take place in the coming year.

As a child, Mary had once wished that she and Martin could marry one another, but Martin had never spoken of such sentiments and as time passed she had stopped her innocent declarations of love. Now there was only the silence between them to be shared, the touch that soothed but could not satisfy.

“Soon you will be married and have a brood. Soon you will have a pot belly and a thick beard with meat stuffed into graying pelt, and soon you will have gout in your big toe,” she laughed with merriment at her own jests.

Martin’s lips twisted slightly. “Your imagination will get you into trouble, sweet Mary.”

“Will it? I think not.” She turned her back to the balcony and looked sidelong at him. “Will you wear double breeches to stop the sagging of your manhood?”

“Mary!” Martin snapped her name. He had always been given to censure, and she to teasing.
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The Lord’s Bride | Medieval Spanking Romance

Brand spanking new, but set in the proverbial olden days, The Lord’s Bride is my latest spanking romance, published by Stormy Night.

When Mary de Vere’s closest companion Martin de Stafford—whom she secretly loves—is stolen from her by his long-promised marriage to another woman, eighteen-year-old Mary believes things can get no worse… until an assassin’s blade takes her father’s life. The laws of the land place her under the authority of her heartless uncle, but even as her world falls apart around her, Mary vows to one day reclaim her rights and her title.

Years later, Martin, now the Sheriff of Staffordshire and a widower since illness claimed his wife, encounters his childhood friend in the unlikeliest of places: a convent. Though Mary plays the part of a simple woman who dreams of becoming a nun, Martin is far from convinced. He knows the feisty girl far too well to believe that she aspires to a life of service in the church, and in any case, he has another future to offer her—a future as his wife.

When she spurns his affections, Martin only grows more determined to unravel her plot, and at last Mary is caught red-handed in an act of banditry. To save herself from the dungeon, she is left with no choice but to submit to the very thing she once longed for: marriage to Martin de Stafford. Mary soon learns that her new husband is more than her match and that from now on her bare bottom will pay the price for her scheming. In spite of her pride, Martin’s firm chastisement enflames her lust for him, but can she truly force herself to put aside the wrongs of the past and lay claim to a life at the side of the man she always wanted?

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