Before I share Nicole Ryan’s free ebooks, here’s a little bit about the series….
Castles Burning is a series of Novellas that follows a young woman named Amber. In part one, Amber is home on leave from the Navy, hoping to spend a nice, romantic weekend with her friends. We learn that she has experimented with BDSM in her sexual relationship, but really she knows nothing about it, aside from what she is learning naturally along the way. When unexpected tragedy strikes, and upturns her world, Amber must find a way to heal while also preparing for her first deployment.
In book two we are on the ship, and Amber’s learning to love and trust again, and that of course means, lots and lots of sex. Part two has all new characters, new settings, and we even take a trip to Singapore. Amber has an instant connection with the kind, and quiet Dean Cross, but is pulled by the dark, mysterious Chief of her division, Adam, who knows more about BDSM and what Amber craves, than even she understands.
If you’re looking for a love story this won’t be for you, but if you’re looking for adventurous kinky group sex, nightclub make outs and sex rituals that take place on a fictitious Navy ship full of hot sailors, it might be right up your alley
Part Three is well on its way, and the tentative release date is looking like early July. If you haven’t read parts One and Two, you can grab them for free on Monday and Tuesday May 6th and 7th.
Now that you know a bit more about the books, maybe you already grabbed them over on Amazon. But if you need more convincing, here are a few excepts that Nicole allowed me to share with you all.
Arching my back and leaning forward on my hands, I seductively slinked toward him.
“You know what really upset me?” Aden asked softly.
“No.” I said, flatly, glaring at him from beneath my lashes.
“No?” He asked lifting his eyebrows as he strode over to me. “Open your fucking mouth.”
I opened my mouth and haughtily made eye contact with him, challenging him as he pulled me up from the ground to sit back on my heels again.
“Don’t fucking look at me. You haven’t earned the privilege of looking at me yet.” He said as he took me by the back of my neck.
I looked down immediately, my legs shifting beneath me in my excitement; I ground myself against my heel, trying to find some sort of satisfaction.
“Hold still.” Aden scolded. “I know what you’re doing when you squirm like that.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. I just want you so much.” I said, meeting his gaze again, begging him.
“Close those pretty brown eyes.” He said as he hauled me forward, I inhaled deeply as he pressed my face against his soft, silky cock; it smelled of soap and Aden, delicious. I nuzzled against him and dragged my bottom lip, and lower teeth along his shaft as I clawed at his open jeans with my left hand to free him. My right arm was wrapped around his left leg; he held my head against his left hip gently as he looked down at me.
“Open.” He said, caressing my jaw, “Good girl, now suck.”
I stood stone still as he gazed at me while he still sat on the desk, and his hands reached up and unbuttoned the top of my coveralls. My breasts lifted and fell with my breathing but I made no move to stop him as his fingers found the zipper of my coveralls and pulled it down to my waist; displaying the white undershirt clinging to my body. He splayed his hand across my tummy and then wrapped it around my waist to pull me closer to him, my heart was thrumming in my chest and I licked my bottom lip to moisten it.
“You are so beautiful Amber, far too beautiful of a creature to be placed so,carelessly on display for so many to see.” He murmured.
My breath caught in my throat at his words and at the sight of his eyes roaming all over my body. His thick black hair begged to be pulled but I held my hands still at my sides, slowly he turned his face up to mine. I inhaled sharply and my eyes widened as he slid his left hand, which held no ring, around my back, inside my coveralls and up the back of my shirt. He pulled me to him, holding me close, my breasts in his face as he looked up at me. He rested his palm in the arch of my lower back, and as my breasts heaved in front of him he let his eyes drop to them appreciatively. I felt like I might fall apart.
“When a man possesses a woman with your passion, he has a duty.” He told me as his right hand sought the seam of my white shirt and lifted it slightly up to show my belly button, his delicate touches raised the tiny hairs along my flesh. He smiled brightly and his thumb caressed the skin between my navel and my pubic bone. “He must entice her. Excite her.” He said bringing his lips to my stomach, his dense stubble scratching across my sensitive skin.
Slowly his hand came away from my back and both of them slid to my shoulders as he stood up before me, his fingers under my coveralls. I looked up at him and watched him press them down my back, he stopped when my upper body was exposed, and the sleeves that were rolled up to my elbows caught. They still covered my forearms and he held them behind my back, looking down at me pensively before he suddenly twisted the dark blue material into a knot, pinning my arms together behind my back. He savagely spun me around by my wrists, planting my back against his front. I gasped as his hands found my breasts and massaged them brutally, his mouth seeking out my neck. His fingers came up to the collar of my white shirt and I saw the muscles in his forearms flex as he violently tore the material apart, and then yanked my bra down freeing my breasts over the tops of the cups.
“He must know how to bring her lust to the surface. He must be someone who understands what you crave.” He whispered, rolling my nipples between his fingers.
I panted and closed my eyes, fighting to keep myself from moaning as he tore the rest of my shirt apart, and yanked the sleeves down, tearing it free before he tossed it to the floor. He came around to stand in front of me and squatted down to unzip the front of my coveralls the rest of the way.
“Get down.” He instructed. I sank to my knees before him and he pulled my knees free from my coveralls. Again, he took them down half way, turning the legs inside out; they wrapped around my ankles as he’d done with my arms. He positioned my work boot clad feet, which only aided the bind on my ankles, behind me. He took the fabric of my coveralls and twisted it so that it pulled my feet up to my wrists. He grasped my panties in his hands and ruthlessly ripped them apart, tear by tear, at one end, then the other and ripped them through my thighs, tossing them to the floor with my shirt. I was shaking all over.
“A woman like you needs special attention doesn’t she?” He asked me.
I stared up at him wide eyed, trying to wrap my mind around what was happening,howit was happening. He gave me a look of exasperation and then reached out and smacked my right breast and I jumped before I cried out.
“Ow!” I gritted my teeth and pulled my eyebrows together.
“Answer me,” he said. “I know this isn’t your first time.” He smiled that charismatic, beautiful smile again.
“Yes, Sir.” I said looking down at his groin, my insides were aching, and this was what I’d been craving.
About the Author:
I am a self published author, I just do my own thing, with explicit sex scenes and BDSM sprinkled about… plots are usually small and to the point, no use drawing out too long between steamy scenes, right? If you’re looking for fifty shades or crossfire you won’t find that here,they are not the inspiration for my erotica, though they have been for many others. If you’re looking for a quick, steamy read that isn’t just straight up porn, has a little bit of a plot element to it, and get’s you hot and bothered, you’ve come to the right place! I write what I was always looking for but never found, I hope I can give you what you’re looking for too! I always keep you updated on upcoming stories, and share excerpts and snippets from my stories on my website, and blog if you’d like to try a sample before deciding on a story!
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