One of my favorite authors has stopped by again to share some yummy goodness from her latest release.
Please help me welcome, Raven McAllan and her novel, Livvy’s Devil Dom!!
Hi Robin, thank you so much for inviting me over to talk about my sexy Devil.
He's not your usual run of the mill devil. Now you show me someone who doesn't like a little bit of devilry in their partner and I'll be a wee bit 0-0 . Who can resist a twinkle in someone's eyes and that certain spark? Not me, and not Livvy. Even though she thinks it's all just red hot and climax inducing dreams.
However her Devil, is real. Not human, but real. And determined to make her realize she called to him in her mind, and he is why she's worn so many vibrator batteries out.
Sael is Saffaulian, and in his world they have a lot of rules and regulations that seem more than weird to a human. Especially the one where he tells her now she's released him from within her Soul she's the only one who can save his life. He adds very firmly that he is also her Dom, and she'll have to add acceptance of him in that role along with all the other things he's going to demand.
She's sort of okay with that, even if she is wondering whether to call the cops or the local psychiatric hospital, until he tells her how she has to do it.
Then she really does think he's crazy…or does she? And if he isn't what's she going to do about it all?
I loved the idea of finding out how someone decides when enough is enough, and says "hold on, stop, that's one step too far." The story is how Livvy and Sael come to terms with what just is that one step, and can they negotiate it?
If you want to find out, you'll need to read Livvy's Devil Dom...
When Livvy releases the devil within, he comes with sex that is out of this world—and the small matter of a life or death and decision. As for Sael, he has never met a more ornery or sexy as hell human than formerly-vanilla teacher, Livvy.
She belongs to him, for now, and this devil Dom will try everything in his power to ensure she stays his.
He needs her complete submission to survive, but even if she gives it, will it be a happy-ever-after or hell on earth?
So here's a wee teaser for you…
A hand on her shoulder made her jump, drop the shower gel she'd just picked up, and scream.
Livvy's mouth filled with water, and she spluttered. Her long, red hair spiraled in all directions as she turned, and water droplets bounced off the shower walls. A moist, firm tongue circled her lips and demanded entrance to her mouth, as hands tightened on her ass, and pulled her toward a wet, male body.
Oh my, she shivered as a hot, hard, primed cock probed her pussy, and seemed to take her acceptance as given. It was. With a sigh of agreement she opened to it, and felt it slide inside her like it knew it had come home.
"Who, pmptt—?" Livvy sputtered. With her mouth full of tongue and her pussy full of cock, it wasn't easy to think, let alone speak. Whoever knew tongues and cocks were able to act of their own volition? Had all the horror books she'd ever read come back to haunt her?
He—it had to be a he, her imagination wasn't that good—pushed into her, his balls slapping her with each forceful thrust. Why wasn't she screaming rape at the top of her voice?
Oh God, it was wonderful. This was no rape. This was pure, exciting, hotter-than-hell sex. It had been so long since she'd felt anything as magnificent or arousing.
A sharp slap stung her ass cheek. Livvy dragged her mouth away from his and tried to move away. He pulled her back, as the shower rained down on them. The water created rivulets over their shoulders and traced waterfalls and streams down their bodies.
Livvy looked up into well-remembered deep blue eyes. The dark lashes that surrounded them were plastered together, and his hair stuck close to his scalp and around his neck. His gaze never wavered from her face even as his hands caressed her ass, and circled the tiny secret hole there. She shivered, remembering things that she thought they'd done and she'd enjoyed. But why was it all like looking at a movie?
"Look at me." He pushed his cock inside her up to his balls and pinched her nipple. "Look at me, Livvy, and tell me what you see."
The next pinches to her nipple sent a sharp exciting wave of pain from her boob to her clit, and she clenched her muscles around his prick.
"What the hell was that for?" She glared at him, and was rewarded by the soft wave of red that hit his cheeks. Yes, she might like it, and she knew he knew it, but why was he so angry?
"You. Lie. Every night. You feel this every night. It's real. You choose not to remember it." He kept up his relentless thrusting, and kissed her neck. It stung, and he grinned as he pulled back to stare at her. "My mark. Every night."
"Every night?" He was in her dreams every night? What planet was he from? She'd surely remember a tall, dark, ask-me-and-I'm-yours man in her bed?
"You know what planet I'm from. You just heard me. And yes, you know it's every night. I allowed you not to remember most nights, but now? Now, it’s wake up and fuck time."
Suddenly, she was blazing angry. Who the hell was he to mess with her mind like that? Didn't he know it was bloody rude to answer her thoughts? They were her thoughts, for fuck's sake. Hers. If she'd wanted him to know what she was thinking, she'd have spoken aloud. He needed to butt out. However, she thought she'd just let them both come first! Before she chewed his balls off and told him to go to hell.
"Anytime." His grin was devilish. "Anytime. But remember, not only can I read your mind, I give as good as I get, and more. So be careful what you decide. You chew my balls; I chew your pussy. I go to hell, you join me, and I'll tell you now, you won't like it, not one little bit. Take heed, Livvy, my love, wherever or whatever, I will be your master."
His thrusts became faster, more demanding, as he pinched and soothed her nipples, before descending on her mouth again.
His last words before their tongues tangled sent her over the edge and spinning into sexual satiation.
"Come now, Livvy. Come for us. And we'll fly." She flew. Loud, long, and perfect. He followed her over the edge. She felt him spill, and fill, and… "Fuck." Felt him fill me. No protection. "Fuck." She hammered at his shoulders with her fists. "Asshole, moron. Fuck." Now he'd reduced her to moronic, childish language.
"We did." He grinned, and she saw a glint of something sharp in his mouth. "Fuck. You ready to go again? Give me five minutes. We Saffaulians are good, but not instant."
His grin was wicked, his fangs sharp, bright, and … Holy hell. Fangs? I did see something. All thoughts of condoms and safe sex went straight out of her mind. "Fangs? You're a fucking vampire?" Oh hell, what does that mean for me?
"Wrong. I'm a fucking Devil." His voice was full of hurt. "A bloody good, fucking Devil, who's been fucking you this past year without any complaints."
Well if that's whetted you appetite, Livvy's Devil Dom is available from:
Raven Lives outside a wee village in Scotland, right on the edge of a forest, with Red Squirrels, Deer and the occasional lost tourist as visitors. She and her long suffering husband rattle around in a house that's much too big for them, now their children have fled the nest.
Her husband is learning to love dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on hand with a glass of wine, when she's deep into her latest manuscript.