As mentioned on Wednesday's blog post, there will be over 200 authors participating! That's a whole buttload of prizes to win. Not to forget to mention the three HUGE prizes.
I, myself, will be giving away a kinky prize pack to one lucky winner who comments on my blog as well as join my facebook fan page @ D. X. Luc's Facebook Fan Page
Question: What do you love about Alpha Males in books? (Good or Bad)
*What will be in my Kinky Swag Pack?
-Personal Massager (We really know what that is *wink wink*)
-Warming Lubricant (It's getting cold outside)
*Note-Kinky Swag Pack is not international
Hop starts at Oct. 19th 10am EST and will end Oct. 22nd 11:59pm EST. So make sure to comment!!
Now, let's get this party started!!!
Alpha males are so sexy to me, I make my hero wear it as a birthmark!
I love Alphas. No, not the television show (though that's an awesome show!). I mean alpha men. The kind that can take a woman and show her what she's been missing. You know that man.
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When I write all of my heroes, they are definite alphas, but so are my villians. I want my reader to love both. Of course, I add a dash of douche baggery to my bad guys to show the difference lol. And when it comes to the all out alpha males, Toto, my hero in the Down The Yellow Brick Road saga is so on top, he has an alpha birthmark over his heart.
Many love Toto because well, he's got that innocence about him, that loyal devotion that makes any girl's heart melt (did I mention he's a shapeshifter?). I love writing for him and watching him grow in every sense of the word.
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Thanks for joining me for this lovely blog hop! I hope during your stop you all get lots of goodies along the way. Don't forget to comment below about what you love most about alpha males. Good or bad (I know I love me some baddies). Good luck to who wins my sweet Kinky Pack!
Where to get some Toto and all his yumminess.
Imagine having someone so devoted to you and you don't even know it. What if that person, that perfect one was right under your nose? What if that person was not only the hero of your heart, but a savior to many?
Dorothy Gale found herself growing older and was stuck in neutral. She wanted adventure and love. Yet her love life was non-existent, with only fantasies of hot sex and being dominated keeping her company. Lacking in human companionship, she felt blessed to have her devoted dog, Toto. He was her solace. Little did she know, her dog had a big secret and an even greater destiny.
“Dorothy, come here.”
He watched her throat convulse as she swallowed, but she obeyed and moved next to him. She kept her gaze on her lap, her nervousness and innocence endearing. This was going to be her first time and he didn't want to mess it up.
“Look at me.”
Slowly, she did, her green eyes filled with need and uncertainty. He kissed her slowly, tenderly. Brushing her lips as though they were butterfly wings. When he pulled back, he smiled though it was hard. His next request, however, damn near killed him.
The first touch was barely noticeable, and he watched as she traced his birthmark. Even still, Toto was aching in a way he had never imagined. His erection was painfully confined in the tight leather and between her tentative contact, and obvious curiosity, he was done. She knew that his eyes showed his need and when hers mirrored that, the fire and passion her silent testament that she wanted this as much as he did, it was all he needed. Grabbing her hand, he pressed it against his heart, then leaned close to kiss her, branding her with it. He continued the assault on her lips, coaxing her to relax and trust him, becoming bolder when he started to feel her nervous shivers cease. Releasing her hand, he allowed her to explore his body, while he took a leisure tour of her own curves. Her hands roamed from his chest down to his stomach, so soft in their touch that he thought he was imagining it, but then she moved back up to grip his shoulders, her head falling back and exposing her neck to him.
She didn't know it, but her simple gesture caused something inside him to break. The man fought with the beast, only it was he that was the true animal. He wanted bite down on her slender neck and mark her as his own. Warring with himself, the canine won and pulling her closer, he tangled his fingers in her hair. Not wasting another moment, Toto licked up, then down the slim column before taking a pinch of skin into his mouth and biting. He heard her gasp, then moan, and pressed her body into his, begging him without speaking. Somewhere in the back of Toto’s mind, he wondered if she had any idea of what she was doing and hoped that if she didn’t, she wouldn’t regret it in the morning. Those negative thoughts, however, were shut away when he felt one of her hands reach down to squeeze him through the pants.
Growling low, he pulled back to admire the small red mark on her neck, then went to work on getting her out of her clothing. He made quick on the removal but was stalled when he tried to remove the boots. Each time his hands tugged, he received an unpleasant shock that had gooseflesh stand up on his forearms. Resting back on his haunches, Toto was at a loss about the boots. He knew that they possessed magic, but he had no idea that he was going to be unable to separate them from her body.
“Do not worry about the boots, T. Please, just take me, I feel like I’m burning!”
His eyes moved from the shoes, to roam her nude form. Long silky legs met at her gently rounded hips and continued up her tiny waist and full breasts. Toto decided to start from the top and work his way down, leaning back in to capture her already kiss-swollen lips. He groaned when she automatically wrapped her arms around his neck, his tongue sweeping deep inside her sweet mouth not moving until he felt her body trembling with barely contained passion. Moving down to her neck he paused briefly to lick the mark then traveled to her bosom, his mouth just above a peach colored nipple that stood out proudly, begging to be tortured and teased. The wickedness inside him told him to torment her a little longer, his mouth staying poised just inches above the perky nub until he heard her quiet voice begging and her back arching to bring it closer to his lips.
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After learning the truth of Toto and their love getting them through the first trial of Oz, Dorothy is now faced with a greater test. Her mate is changing and he wants more from her than she thinks she can give. She fears the unknown while equally craving the hedonistic life he wishes to show her.
Toto fought too long to control his urges to dominate, but now he has his Dorothy and he wants nothing more that to see her kneel at his feet. The problem is getting her to trust him enough to try. Unfortunately, there is trouble in paradise as she fights against what he knows she wants and he works to keep them safe.
New enemies come to destroy their chances while friends guide them along the way. Toto and Dorothy's journey is far from over as they continue their search for the emblems that will free the world of Oz. In acceptance they can take their relationship to a higher level of erotic delight.
But will they rise to the challenge?
Dorothy didn't have to see his face to know she got to him, a smile playing along her lips as she headed to the bathroom. If he wanted to play, she give him the game of a lifetime.
She showered quickly and used the scented oil to moisturize her skin, rubbing until it tingled. Once she zippered up the boots, Dorothy gave her reflection a once over and smiled at how provocative she felt in just her skin, boots, and collar. There was a sparkle in her eyes that hadn't been there before. With a toss of her still damp hair, she exited the room and found Oestar waiting by the doorway.
His eyes caressed her body making her warm under their scrutiny. Finally, he looked back at her face, raising his brow. Dorothy blushed before remembering to look down. She followed behind his long braid into the kitchen where Freeska had already set the table and knelt on her pillow.
Dorothy's was placed on the right side of his chair and she immediately took her spot. T was nowhere to be found and she wanted to know where he and the woman were, but dared not ask. Somehow she knew Oestar wouldn't tell her anyway until he was good and ready. She bided her time, taking the bites of food he offered while he read the paper.
It wasn't until several minutes passed in silence that she noticed Freeska signaling her with her eyes. Glancing over, the woman gave a subtle nod toward T's bedroom, which was closed at the moment. Then she looked at Dorothy with pity which told her he was in his room with Nytari. Alone.
No! She refused to believe they were doing anything more than just talking. Toto was loyal to her. He said it himself. Swallowing past the lump that formed in her throat, Dorothy accepted a crumble of cheese which felt like cement as it went down. Once Oestar finished, she helped his slave clear away the plates and then waited for his next order of business.
Standing quietly while he folded the paper, the stillness of the room grew thick and uncomfortable. So, it was understandable why Dorothy jumped when he finally spoke.
“Little flame, come and bend over my lap. Time to start your own lessons.” Oestar's voice was laced with both power and lust. A heady mixture to say the least.
Dorothy looked to Freeska but got no reaction to his command. She had come to respect the woman and didn't want to upset her.
“Dorothy! Here. Now.”
She sucked in air hoping that it would give her courage before obeying his order. Oestar had pushed out his chair enough for Dorothy to lay her torso and stomach over his legs. Her hand rested on the floor while her knees bent slightly, the angle raising her buttocks. The weight of her full breasts dangling and the anticipation of what he had planned made the nipples tighten.
Placing his hand flat on her back, he trailed it from the top of her spine down between her legs where he cupped her pussy. Instinctively, she arched for more and was greeted with a stinging slap that had her yelp in surprise.
“You are to lay still, little flame. And no coming without my say so. Understood?” His words flowed over her like satin.
Slowly she nodded and relaxed her hips. She had to bite her lip when his fingers began sliding along her wet folds, each swipe increasing the pressure upon her clit. Dorothy's nails dug into her kneeling pillow and just when she thought he couldn't torture her any further, she realized she truly underestimated Oestar's sadistic nature. The moan she fought to control rolled out as he trailed his heavy braid over the seam of her bottom.
“Feels good, little flame?” He rasped.
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