Showing posts with label His Innocent Bride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label His Innocent Bride. Show all posts

Sunday, June 6, 2021

Guest Post - 6/6/21 - His Innocent Bride by Kryssie Fortune #Regency #Spanking #Romance

Kryssie Fortune writes the books she likes to read. There’s always a strong plot, with lots of adventure. Then there’s the sex. Her pet hate is cliff hangers, so even the books in her series can be read as stand-alone romances. Add in that she's a sucker for a happy-ever-after, and you’ve got her writing style. 

Consummating her marriage shouldn’t be so hard


Excerpt:

The way he ran his hand up and down her spine made her thighs turn weak, but she’d promised to obey him. Unfair as that seemed, she would do as he asked. He’d already told her to strip, so rising to her feet, she let the blanket fall to the floor and untied the belt of her borrowed dressing gown. The silk slid from her shoulders and slithered down her arms. It pooled on the floor at her feet.
She covered her nipples with her right arm and used her left hand to shield her pussy.
He sucked in a breath. Voice stern, he commanded, “Arms at your sides. That’s it. God, woman, you’re temptation personified. I’ve pictured you naked since I brought you off that first time, but I never imagined you as beautiful as this. Turn around, let me see every inch of you.”
All her life, her mother had insisted vanity was a sin. When her husband called her beautiful, Alethea’s smile shone brighter than the summer sun. As she pirouetted before him, her nipples hardened, and damp heat flooded her pussy. In a perfect world, she’d study his bare chest and delicious-tasting cock too, but she was too shy to ask.
Holding her gaze, he beckoned her closer. “Come here, chick. Because you’ve accepted that I’m in charge in our marriage, I’ll forgo the punishment spanking you deserve. Instead, I’ll spank you for our mutual pleasure. Put yourself in danger again, and I’ll blister your beautiful bottom with my belt. Do you understand?”
She nodded and took a nervous step toward him. How any spanking could be for pleasure was beyond her, but she’d trust her husband and obey his commands. Another two steps and she stood with her knees at right angles to his lap.
A nervous glance showed her his cock had grown to humongous proportions. When she’d worn her blindfold, she’d never seen his arousal. Now it fascinated and delighted her.
When he pulled her over his knee, his cock dug into her hip. Positioned like this, she felt like a naughty child. She tensed when he stroked her bare bottom.
Deanswood patted it gently. “Relax, or this will hurt more than it should.”
Those were easy words for him to say, but hung over his lap with her bottom in the air, she felt vulnerable and scared. Taking a deep breath, she untensed the muscles in her bottom.
He brought his hand down in a sharp smack that made her yelp. Heat exploded through her, warming her bottom. Another two blows followed in quick succession, one on each cheek. The way he spread the pain made her wail. Tears misted her eyes, but she clasped his ankles and tried to stay still. Another slap, harder than before, made her sob in earnest. Her bottom blazed. Pain crescendoed through her like thunderbolts that jarred her bones.
Her mind fogged and her vision blurred. She forgot the terrors of her day. Forgot where she was. She couldn’t even remember her name. Her world narrowed until only she and Deanswood existed. His next two strikes made her howl.



Blurb:

Going about her mundane life in a small fishing village, Alethea never dreamed she would end up with a man like the Earl of Deanswood, yet when she caught the handsome gentleman's eye he wasted no time in making her his wife. Unbeknownst to Alethea, however, her conniving mother has convinced Deanswood that she has no interest in the marital bed. Devastated by his seeming disinterest, Alethea searches for someone to instruct her in the ways of enticing a man.

When a friend informs Deanswood of Alethea's plans, he decides to train his new bride himself. Soon enough, Alethea finds herself naked, blindfolded, and helplessly bound as she is thoroughly spanked and then brought to one blushing, quivering climax after another. But when Alethea's life is threatened by her mother's vicious scheming, can Deanswood protect his innocent bride?

Publisher's Note: His Innocent Bride is a stand-alone novel which shares the Regency-era setting of Wickedly Used. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Buy Links:


Amazon USA                        https://amzn.to/2waZmpG
Amazon UK                          https://amzn.to/2OO3nYN
Amazon Canada                  https://amzn.to/2vRZWcw
Amazon Australia                https://amzn.to/2MzN0S0

OR READ FOR FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED


About the Author:

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.
Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. Part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.
Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England. 

Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Guest Post - 11/5/19 - His Innocent Bride by Kryssie Fortune #Regency #Spanking #Romance

Kryssie Fortune writes the books she likes to read. There’s always a strong plot, with lots of adventure. Then there’s the sex. Her pet hate is cliff hangers, so even the books in her series can be read as stand-alone romances. Add in that she's a sucker for a happy-ever-after, and you’ve got her writing style. 
Consummating her marriage shouldn’t be so hard


Excerpt:

Legs trembling, arms extended, she took a step forward. When she heard the door close behind her, she took off her blindfold. She stood in the room that had horrified her yesterday. She should hate this, but determined to please her tutor, she studied the two ways he could restrain her. The thought of a flogging terrified her, so she decided on the spanking bench.
Turning to the wall covered in floggers and paddles, she wondered which to choose. The smaller the better, she thought. Or maybe a large one would spread the pain. She tested a few against her thigh.
The small bendy one felt like a branding iron against her skin. The large one hit too many nerves. Finally, she decided on one about the size of her tutor’s hand. Polished smooth, she loved how it felt beneath her hand. Since it had small circles cut into it, it shouldn’t hurt so much. She hoped.
Paddle in hand, she opened the door and replaced her blindfold. “You can come in now.”
She’d hoped to catch a glimpse of her tutor, but she didn’t. Was he handsome? Dark-haired like Viscount Stonehurst? Or blond like her husband? Knowing she could walk past him in the street and not recognize him hurt.
She heard another door close then her tutor was at her side. “You decided on a spanking, then. Let’s get you into position.”
He seemed to enjoy carrying her since he picked her up again. When he set her down, he took her arm. “Kneel on here, chick.”
Nervous, she clambered onto the lower platform of the spanking bench. He pushed her torso forward, pressing it into the top platform. “Good girl. Now stretch your arms out.”
Once she’d found her balance, he moved around her and fastened her wrists into the restraints. Alethea whimpered and tested her bonds. There was no give in them.
Thoughts of what would come next made her heart pound. Even restrained, her hands shook. She could call a halt and walk away, but then he’d never give her another lesson. That was a price she wasn’t willing to pay.
Gritting her teeth, she sighed and rested her cheek against the cold leather. The position thrust her bottom in the air. She wriggled, trying to find a position that would lessen the pain of her spanking. There wasn’t one. When he bunched up her skirt, she froze.
Reaching between her legs, he caught her honey on his finger then slid it between her lips. “Taste yourself. Your juices are like sweet ambrosia.”
Obediently, she swirled her tongue around his finger. He hitched in a breath, and as if needed to show her who was in control, he brought his hand down on her bare bottom.
She yelped and tensed her arse cheeks. “That hurts.”
He slapped her again. “It’s meant to. This won’t be as easy a spanking as yesterday. I’ll start with my hand then when you’re ready, I’ll use the paddle.”


Blurb:

Going about her mundane life in a small fishing village, Alethea never dreamed she would end up with a man like the Earl of Deanswood, yet when she caught the handsome gentleman's eye he wasted no time in making her his wife. Unbeknownst to Alethea, however, her conniving mother has convinced Deanswood that she has no interest in the marital bed. Devastated by his seeming disinterest, Alethea searches for someone to instruct her in the ways of enticing a man.

When a friend informs Deanswood of Alethea's plans, he decides to train his new bride himself. Soon enough, Alethea finds herself naked, blindfolded, and helplessly bound as she is thoroughly spanked and then brought to one blushing, quivering climax after another. But when Alethea's life is threatened by her mother's vicious scheming, can Deanswood protect his innocent bride?

Publisher's Note: His Innocent Bride is a stand-alone novel which shares the Regency-era setting of Wickedly Used. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Buy Links:


Amazon USA                        https://amzn.to/2waZmpG
Amazon UK                          https://amzn.to/2OO3nYN
Amazon Canada                  https://amzn.to/2vRZWcw
Amazon Australia                https://amzn.to/2MzN0S0

OR READ FOR FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED


About the Author:

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.
Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. Part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.
Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England. 

Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Guest Post - 9-25-18 - His Innocent Bride by Kryssie Fortune #Regency #Spanking #Romance

His Innocent Bride is Kryssie's second Regency Romance. She writes the books she likes to read. There’s always a strong plot, with lots of adventure, and sex.. Since she hates cliff-hangers, all the books in her series can be read as stand-alone romances. Like most romance authors, she admits to being a sucker for a happy-ever-after ending.



Excerpt:

The way he ran his hand up and down her spine made her thighs turn weak, but she’d promised to obey him. Unfair as that seemed, she would do as he asked. He’d already told her to strip, so rising to her feet, she let the blanket fall to the floor and untied the belt of her borrowed dressing gown. The silk slid from her shoulders and slithered down her arms. It pooled on the floor at her feet.
She covered her nipples with her right arm and used her left hand to shield her pussy.
He sucked in a breath. Voice stern, he commanded, “Arms at your sides. That’s it. God, woman, you’re temptation personified. I’ve pictured you naked since I brought you off that first time, but I never imagined you as beautiful as this. Turn around, let me see every inch of you.”
All her life, her mother had insisted vanity was a sin. When her husband called her beautiful, Alethea’s smile shone brighter than the summer sun. As she pirouetted before him, her nipples hardened, and damp heat flooded her pussy. In a perfect world, she’d study his bare chest and delicious-tasting cock too, but she was too shy to ask.
Holding her gaze, he beckoned her closer. “Come here, chick. Because you’ve accepted that I’m in charge in our marriage, I’ll forgo the punishment spanking you deserve. Instead, I’ll spank you for our mutual pleasure. Put yourself in danger again, and I’ll blister your beautiful bottom with my belt. Do you understand?”
She nodded and took a nervous step toward him. How any spanking could be for pleasure was beyond her, but she’d trust her husband and obey his commands. Another two steps and she stood with her knees at right angles to his lap.
A nervous glance showed her his cock had grown to humongous proportions. When she’d worn her blindfold, she’d never seen his arousal. Now it fascinated and delighted her.
When he pulled her over his knee, his cock dug into her hip. Positioned like this, she felt like a naughty child. She tensed when he stroked her bare bottom.
Deanswood patted it gently. “Relax, or this will hurt more than it should.”
Those were easy words for him to say, but hung over his lap with her bottom in the air, she felt vulnerable and scared. Taking a deep breath, she untensed the muscles in her bottom.
He brought his hand down in a sharp smack that made her yelp. Heat exploded through her, warming her bottom. Another two blows followed in quick succession, one on each cheek. The way he spread the pain made her wail. Tears misted her eyes, but she clasped his ankles and tried to stay still. Another slap, harder than before, made her sob in earnest. Her bottom blazed. Pain crescendoed through her like thunderbolts that jarred her bones.
Her mind fogged and her vision blurred. She forgot the terrors of her day. Forgot where she was. She couldn’t even remember her name. Her world narrowed until only she and Deanswood existed. His next two strikes made her howl.


Blurb:

Going about her mundane life in a small fishing village, Alethea never dreamed she would end up with a man like the Earl of Deanswood, yet when she caught the handsome gentleman's eye he wasted no time in making her his wife. Unbeknownst to Alethea, however, her conniving mother has convinced Deanswood that she has no interest in the marital bed. Devastated by his seeming disinterest, Alethea searches for someone to instruct her in the ways of enticing a man.

When a friend informs Deanswood of Alethea's plans, he decides to train his new bride himself. Soon enough, Alethea finds herself naked, blindfolded, and helplessly bound as she is thoroughly spanked and then brought to one blushing, quivering climax after another. But when Alethea's life is threatened by her mother's vicious scheming, can Deanswood protect his innocent bride?

Publisher's Note: His Innocent Bride is a stand-alone novel which shares the Regency-era setting of Wickedly Used. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Buy Links:

Amazon USA                        https://amzn.to/2waZmpG
Amazon UK                          https://amzn.to/2OO3nYN
Amazon Canada                  https://amzn.to/2vRZWcw
Amazon Australia                https://amzn.to/2MzN0S0

OR READ FOR FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED


About the Author:

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.

Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unknown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. After a while, they went out of fashion, but part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.

Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England.

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