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Blog Tour & Review! Alexandr’s Cherished Submissive by Ann Mayburn


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7 years ago

From the moment Alexandr Novikov met the young auburn haired woman bartending at her uncle’s pub in Ireland, he’d been fascinated by her delicate beauty and fiery spirit. Unfortunately, he is in no position to offer her the kind of safe, normal life she deserves so he attempts to put her from his mind for her own good. Something easier said then done when a deal is struck between the Novikov Bratva and the Irish Cleary Gang, an arrangement that includes Alex and his men being on twenty-four hour bodyguard duty with the object of his forbidden desires.

Jessica Venture came to Dublin to spend some time bonding with her birth mother’s family, a connection she desperately needs after losing her adoptive parents within a year of each other back in the States. The last thing she expected was to fall in love with a handsome, mysterious, and sometimes scary man who was well known for his sexual appetite, but rejected her attempts to seduce him.

There are outside forces that will do anything to keep them apart, and Jessica will have to make a desperate choice that will change their lives forever.

Warning: There is light bondage, domestic discipline, spanking, and a F/F scene that is a voyeuristic Doms delight.

Author’s Note: This is part One of Two for Alex and Jessica’s story. In Alexandr’s Cherished Submissive we get a look into the past and the events that shaped Alex and Jessica into the people they are today. Part Two, Alexandr’s Reluctant Submissive, is present day on, and the expected release date is early Fall 2015.

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Once again Ann Mayburn has lit the fires of love, lust and submission with lots of pitfalls along the way.  Having read the other Submissive’s Wish books, I’ve seen the unhappy Alex and have wanted him to find some happiness.

This book takes us to the past and tells us the story behind the Alex we have seen.Alexandr meets Jessica while she is working at her Uncle Peter’s Pub in Ireland. She has heard of his reputation with the ladies and has no desire to become a notch in his bedpost.

Alex never expected to be so attracted to someone and when Peter hires him and his crew to keep her safe, he is determined to keep his distance so he wouldn’t break her heart.

Jessica, inspite of her protests, is attracted to Alex.  She becomes friends with her bodyguards, teaching them English and telling them about her life before her parents died and she came to Ireland.  Alex’s repeated rebuffs get to her and she resigns herself to the fact that they would only be friends.

One of my favorite scenes takes place on the anniversary of the death of Alex’s stepmother and step-sister. Dimitri is with him and meets Jessica for the first time when she brings over biscuits and gravy for dinner.  They settled in to drink and exchange stories of sexual escapades and near the end of the night this happens.

Instead of cowering from Alex’s anger as most men would, Dimitri wiggled his eyebrows.

“Aww, come on. You heard her, one of her fantasies is two men at once…and another couple. Imagine watching Jessica eat another woman’s pussy while you fuck her. Like I said, you lucky son of a bitch.”

Shaking his head, Alex couldn’t help but laugh even as he wanted to yell at his brother to stop thinking about Jessica like that. Dimitri was too charming for his own good, but Alex liked to see his brother happy like this, especially tonight. What was normally an evening spent drinking until they passed out had instead become one of the best nights Alex could remember having in a long time.

Jessica turned in his arms, then glanced up at him, and smiled, her beauty devouring his heart. She reached up and traced his lips with her fingertip, the velvety rasp of her skin against his lips making his cock throb. When her eyes crinkled as she giggled over something, he sighed, knowing she was going to feel like shit in the morning. Funny that it was usually him and Dimitri who passed out drunk on this grim anniversary. Instead, for the first time in many years, they were a little buzzed, but not smashed into an alcohol-fueled oblivion.
“Alex,” Jessica murmured while petting his goatee. “Did you know, when you talk in Russian, it makes me wet?”

Dimitri choked on his Scotch.

Alex blinked down at her, wondering what the hell he was getting himself into. “My voice makes your pussy wet?”

She nodded slowly, her eyelids growing heavy. With a sleepy grumble, she moved until she was curled up in his lap, her body resting heavily enough against his that he realized she would pass out soon. Then she nuzzled her face against his throat, her nose and lips brushing his skin and leaving a burning path of sparks everywhere they touched.
“You smell so good. I want to rub myself all over you so I can smell you on me.” His skin beneath her lips grew sensitive, and the heat of her breath tested the limits of his self-control. Her husky voice was the distilled essence of debauchery as she whispered, “Wanna to know a secret?”

“Da. I mean yes.”

“I think you’re the most amazing man I’ve ever met, and I want you so damn bad, dream about you constantly, but you don’t want me and that sucks.”

His heart gave an odd thump, and his chest actually hurt. Knowing she probably wouldn’t remember their conversation tomorrow, he brushed her hair back from her face. Her smile was beautiful, but sleepy, as she beamed at him. “I tell you secret. I do want you.”

From this point you need to have a fan and plenty of fluids to keep you hydrated. I laughed and cried, my heart ached and my pulse raced, I even panted a bit, OK a lot!
The gradual build of the relationship and Alex introducing Jessica to BDSM was so damn erotic and sexy.
We even get to see the other Russian Doms in this series as younger men, which was a bit weird having read the other books. It all comes together nicely though.
I was expecting this cliffhanger and trust me it doesn’t hurt any less by knowing the next book isn’t too far away.

 

FIVE CONTENTED PURRS for this heartrending beginning.

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With over forty published books, Ann is Queen of the Castle to her husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.

From a young Ann has had a love affair with books would read everything she could get her hands on. As Ann grew older, and her hormones kicked in, she discovered bodice ripping Fabio-esque romance novels. They were great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.

Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD.

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Release Blog Tour For Exquisite Danger by Ann Mayburn with my Review


Publisher: Fated Desires Publishing (November 25, 2014)
~Synopsis~
Some people think my boyfriend, Smoke, is a total biker psycho, a natural born killer who will destroy anyone who threatens what he considers his. They wouldn’t be wrong, but he’s so much more than that. For the first time in my life I know what it’s like to be completely and truly adored by a man who loves me for exactly who I am, a high functioning autistic with more personality quirks than there are stars in the Texas Hill Country night sky. He’s the dark salvation I never dared hope for, my beloved fallen angel who is trying with all of his wicked heart to save me from what seems like an entire world bent on either killing me or a fate worse than death.
We’re headed to the Denver, Colorado chapter of the Iron Horse MC, chasing after my narcissistic, junkie mother who decided to steal from some very bad men leaving her two daughters behind to pay the price for her betrayal. My twin sister, Sarah, old lady to the Iron Horse MC president, is looking for my mother as well, but Sarah’s gone rogue and has no one to guard her back which worries me deeply. To further complicate matters, there are traitors in the Iron Horse MC who are working with my mother, not only helping her to escape but also informing my enemies of my every move.
The odds are stacked against me, but I will do whatever is necessary to protect those I love, and with Smoke at my side, I just might make it out of this mess alive.
                        ~My Review~
First let me say, this book is not for the faint of heart.  It is very descriptive and no holds barred in every aspect of the book.
Smoke and Swan are an explosive couple to say the least.  In this book we get to meet Swan’s family, both immediate and extended.
As the search continues for her (birth) mother and twin sister Sarah, the tension builds higher and higher.
There are very intense scenes where I was holding my breath, praying, crying and gripping my kindle so tight I’m surprised I didn’t snap it in two.
As always when Smoke and Swan come together the sex is somewhat frenzied, fiery hot and steamy as hell.  Much fanning and cold drinks were my rule of the day.
The “nice” excerpt below is one of my favorite conversations between Smoke and Swan.
Bravo, Ann.  You’ve done it again.  I wait (im)patiently for the next in this fabulous series.
Five contented PURRS for this book.
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(Naughty and Nice)
 Nice
Resting my cheek on Smoke’s chest I absently stroked the sparse hair on his arms, humming to myself while I enjoyed my post orgasmic bliss. I felt so connected to him, so loved, and I was
trying with all my might to avoid thinking about the day to come. The small, scared, dependent part of me my father had tried so hard to destroy wanted to spend the rest of the day hiding here
with my man, but I knew Smoke would never allow that.
Sure enough, his muscles flexed beneath my cheek as he sighed. “Time to get up, sweetheart.  We have a brunch we need to get to and a traitor to catch.” His perfect, bronze skin gleamed in the sunlight, and I let out an appreciative sigh as he stood. He really was too fucking hot for his own good.
“You think one of them is a spy?”
“The old ladies?”
“Yeah.” I walked into the bathroom to quickly wash the remains of our activities away with a brief shower.
There was silence while I cleaned up, and by the time I came back, he was looking at his cell phone with a frown, busily typing something.  Whatever he was reading wasn’t making him happy if the anger coming off of him was any indication, and I tensed as well, my body reacting to his non-verbal language. I watched him
begin to pace, and my pulse picked up, throwing off the lingering afterglow from good sex. The only time my man paced was when he was struggling to hold back some strong emotion, usually rage.
Fear tried to worm its way further into my heart, but I concentrated instead on getting dressed in a pair of cute jeans, with elaborate stitching on the back pockets, and a lovely orange and pink bra that matched my panties. When he growled, I turned my back and tried to apply my lip gloss with a shaking hand, before giving up and watching in the mirror as Smoke paced behind me.  When I’d first met him, I would have wanted to stop him from pacing, to try to calm him down, but now I knew him well enough to realize that this was his form of downloading. For Smoke, his ground-eating strides somehow soothed him, so I left him alone and slipped on my wrist cuffs, admiring the gleam of silver in the sunlight coming in through the partially opened shades and sheer, white curtains.
A harsh sigh escaped him when he finally stilled and met my eyes in the mirror. “It’s not outside the realm of possibility that one of them may be a traitor.”
As soon as the word traitor left Smoke’s lips, memories of my father lecturing me on how traitors were the lowest of the low, the scum of the earth, raced through my mind. If there was a rat among the old ladies, I was gonna find her, fear of meeting new people or not. I would find a way to get through this and bring us a huge leap forward in my efforts to get this fucking hit off my head, and bring Sarah home. With this in mind, I turned back to look Smoke in the eye and he grinned. With his words, the training from my dad kicked in, and I gave him a slow nod as my mind shifted from ‘Swan, the woman’ to ‘Swan, the battle-trained survivor’.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Easy, mama bear. I don’t need you clawin’ anyone’s face off.”
That brought me out of my cold space a little bit and I shrugged. “I’m going to do what has to be done.”
Still smiling at me, he nodded, and the light caught the hints of amber in his eyes, turning the irises to the color of melted chocolate. “I know you will. But for right now, just check them out. The traitor could be acting independently of her old man as well, so if a woman seems real unhappy with her man, she might be a suspect. Or if she seems really happy with everything, that might trip your female ESP as well.”
“My female ESP?”
“Yeah, you know, that chick intuition shit. Look, we don’t have time to sit around and bullshit right now. If we did I’d still be fuckin’ you instead of talkin’. Damn woman, I can’t seem to be around you without wanting you beneath me.”
Heat rushed through me, and I squeezed my thighs together to try and stop the initial ache of arousal. “Okay.”
My voice came out in a high-pitched squeak that made him chuckle. Not knowing what the day would bring, I chose a loose, long-sleeved, pink, silky shirt with a tight, white tank top beneath that, which was also a waist holster. As I got dressed, I waited for Smoke to come molest me, but he remained on the bed and focused on whatever he was texting. A renewed sense of purpose filled me, but there was also a growing sense of loss at being away from the safety Smoke provided me. He was the only person here I trusted, and I wasn’t a big fan of being in unfamiliar environments, even if he would be there with me.
“Baby, what’cha thinkin’ so hard about?”
Before I could stop the words, I said what I was really thinking. “I don’t want to be away from you.”
He sighed and looked up, watching me as I hid a variety of weapons. The weary look left his face and a slight smile curved his lips. “Make sure you don’t go through any metal detectors.”
Strapping a sheathed throwing knife to my forearm, I glanced up and raised my eyebrows.
“Ha. Ha.”
“I’ll be there, but you’ll be on your own with the women. If I hung out with you, it would be totally out of character.”
I placed my handgun into its holster on my waist before securing it in place and tugging my shirt down.
As I moved this way and that in the mirror to make sure the gun couldn’t be seen through the tank and shirt, Smoke laughed. “Does that thing have a laser sight on it?”
“Of course. Never hurts to have that little bit of extra help, but I don’t use it much. If I relied on it, I’d be a shitty shot at night.”
“Wouldn’t you worry that the laser would show them where you are?”
“Not really. When I shoot, I shoot to kill.”
“Baby, sometimes you scare me.”
“Ditto.”
Naughty
I was still lost in my own fantasy world when the door to my side of the truck was jerked open, and I was snatched out before I could tumble to the ground. Smoke ignored my shriek and grabbed a blanket from the backseat before carrying me over his shoulder to the back of the truck. He took the gate down, tossed the blanket onto the bed of the truck, then perched me on the blanket, all while speaking in Spanish to someone on the phone. Judging by his tone, it wasn’t a happy conversation, but he gazed at me with lust and not anger. He wasn’t pleased with whoever he was talking to, and it made his movements somewhat harsher than usual, more dominant.
I liked that.
He put his hand over the cellphone and said in a stern, no-bullshit voice, “Take your pants off and play with that sweet pussy for me. Fuck, the thought of being the first to do all these dirty things with you and knowing that I’m gonna be the only man you’ll ever have inside of you, makes me want to give your greedy body every inch of cock it wants, and then some. I own that golden cunt.”
I moaned loudly, and arched my hips up at him, begging him to touch me as he seduced me with his raw words. I wanted to argue that I belonged only to myself, but that wasn’t true. Smoke owned a piece of me now, not just my libido but a bit of my heart and soul. I should’ve been freaked out, but I also realized I owned a part of him as well.
I looked into his dark eyes and studied his face, and found a dizzying amount of desire mixed with rougher, darker emotions. I deliberately made a great production of taking my clothes off, putting everything I’d learned while working at a strip club to good use. My moves were controlled, the dip of a shoulder to draw his gaze to my neck, a slight arch to my back that pushed my butt out.
His voice faltered for a moment then picked back up as he traced his fingers over my bottom. The tremble in his fingertips as he stroked me made me want to drive him crazy. This man loved me. It was evident in his every caress, his every glance, and his every territorial move. Smoke was one hundred percent alpha male, and his need to assert his dominance over me never failed to turn me on. He put his hand between my shoulder blades and pushed me down, then propped my butt up so I had to curve my spine to accommodate his silent demands.
Remembering what he wanted from me, I spread my legs the slightest bit and slowly ran my fingertip over the wet slit of my sex. Smoke went silent behind me for a long, long moment. When he spoke again, his voice had a rough edge to it that hadn’t been there before. I stared at the bed of the truck with unseeing eyes, my imagination painting vivid pictures of my man standing behind me, trying to concentrate on business while I tempted him with pleasure. The control that I had over Smoke with my body ramped my desire higher as I tried to entice him to touch me…taste me.
I teased myself and him, swirling two of my fingers through my arousal before sinking them slowly inside of me. I startled when Smoke grabbed my hips, but it was only so he could arch me further and spread my legs wider, leaving nothing of my body hidden from him. He stroked the back of my thigh with one hand, his voice becoming nothing but a rumbling sound in my ears as I reveled in his attention. My fingers felt good inside of me, but his cock would feel so much better.
“Touch me,” I whispered.
Evidently I said it loud enough so that Smoke could hear me, because a second later he spanked my bottom hard enough to sting. I almost jerked my hand away from my pussy in surprise, but his hand cupped over mine. He moved my fingers inside of me, using my hand to touch my pussy the way he wanted me to. I gave myself over to him completely, my bite-bruised breasts crushed to the blanket and my ass feeling heated in the cool air.
When he was satisfied that I was playing with my sex as he’d silently instructed, he removed his hand for a moment and unzipped his pants to free his thick erection Then he ran his thumb near the entrance to my body, coating it with my arousal. I tensed when that thumb began to spread my natural lubricant up to my anus, but he just played with me, toying with my body until I was trying to get him to sink his thumb into my bottom. A naughty pleasure tightened my sex, and I groaned as he slowly breached my rear entrance with his thumb, which felt gigantic.
I tensed, not sure if I liked this sensation. It was weird and uncomfortable and…ohhhh, God… Smoke was smacking my hand away so he could press his rock-hard shaft against my pussy. His thumb turned from a distraction to an erotic thrill as he slowly sank into me, now speaking in English. I had no idea what he was saying, too caught up in the press of his almost unbearably thick dick breaching me where I needed him the most. The feeling of coming together was bliss, and I moaned from deep in my chest. When he went to pull out, I squeezed my inner muscles and earned a rough, choking sound from Smoke, followed by a snarl directed at the person on the phone.
“Baby, bite down on that blanket,” he whispered to me. “I don’t want this dirty fucker Hustler listening to you. You get too loud and I’ll stop fuckin’ you.”
I managed to gather the blanket, and hoped it was clean as I bit down on it. Personally, I didn’t give a shit if Hustler heard me. I’d seen him getting a blowjob by a pretty, but world-weary woman. Hustler could kiss my ass about me making any noises. It felt good to moan my pleasure into the cloth, and I had no doubt that Smoke—he loved gagging me—was getting off on the sight. Evidently, I had a bit of an exhibitionist streak because the idea of Hustler on the phone getting turned on by our fucking made my pussy clench. Now, I’m not saying I’d touch Hustler, ever, but I wanted to do anything and everything, as long as I did it with Smoke. A decadent shiver went through me at the sheer naughtiness of what we were doing, and I began to rock back onto Smoke’s devastating cock, enjoying the slow burn as he stretched me.
He stood still and let me experiment, his thumb still playing with my bottom. My eyelids slowly closed, and I became lost in the nothingness, my entire being focused on what kind of sensations I could coax from my buzzing nerves while rocking my hips back into Smoke. Soon, I was making little, pained noises into the blanket. There was a place on the upper part of my pussy that felt really, really good when he stroked over it in a certain way. The ridge of the crest of his shaft was pressing into me just right, and I shuddered then grunted.
I barely moved a few inches with each roll of my hips, trying to move to maximize that wonderful, hard tingle I got with every short stroke. It almost felt like he was rubbing my clit from the inside. Another hard moan escaped me, muffled by the blanket, then both of Smoke’s hands gripped my hips hard enough that it sent bright sparks of pleasure/pain surging through me.
“You like that, my naughty girl? When my cock strokes you right…there?”
I cried out as he shoved roughly into me, pressing hard on that spot and making my whole body shiver and shake.
“Yeah, you like that.” His chuckle was that of a smug, self-satisfied male. “We’ll have to see if I can make you squirt for me sometime. But right now, I need to fuck you before anyone else calls me.”
With that he pulled all the way out until the bulbous head of his dick stretched the entrance to my sex, a cry of distress leaving my lips before I could stop it. He laughed again, but the sound turned into a growl as he began to fuck me, harsh thrusts that rocked the truck with his movements. One of his hands left my hip and wound into my hair, pulling back hard enough that I couldn’t help but scream out my pleasure.
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~Author Bio~
  Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of  West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist,   a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan   Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.
   From a young age she’s been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that   often  was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she   discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless   stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.
   Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has learned to type one handed while soothing a cranky baby.
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Release Day! Exquisite Trouble by Ann Mayburn


ExquisiteTrouble

Iron Horse MC, #1

Contemporary New Adult Biker Romance
M/F
Heat Level- Smoking Hot
Editor: Ekatarina Sayanova
Published by: Fated Desires Publishing, LLC

This book was a gift to me from the publisher for an honest review.

Blurb:

Before I met Smoke I’d never been kissed, really kissed, by a man, let alone a biker sex god bent on taking my virginity and my heart.

I got dragged into the deadly world of the Iron Horse MC by my crazy twin sister who is engaged to the club’s President and even crazier mom who only cares about herself. Smoke has been assigned by the club to keep me safe even though he’s everything that I should be afraid of. He’s the kind of man who lives by his own rules and does whatever he wants whenever he wants, but he treats me like I’m something rare and precious, not a socially dysfunctional basket case who has no idea how to love, but needs him more than her next breath.

Not that my feelings matter, because if we don’t find my mother soon, the only thing I’ll have to be worried about is who is going to kill me first.

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My Review:

Miguel “Smoke” Santos, Master of Arms for the Iron Horse MC of Austin, TX, is one of the hottest characters I have read in a while.  He exudes sexuality and a protectiveness that makes me want to curl up next to him, the way Swan does.

I loved the way he can calm her with a touch and as this relationship evolves the chemistry had me panting even when they were just talking.

One of my favorite quotes is during Swan’s first meeting with Beach, the club’s President and her sister Sarah’s fiancé.

He sat back in his chair and watched me.  “You know where Sarah is?”

“Fuck no.  If I find that bitch I’m going to rip her ovaries out and strangle her with them.”

As Swan becomes acclimated to the ways of the MC and her steaming hot relationship with Smoke, the heat goes up on finding both Sarah and her mother.

As a last resort, Swan and Smoke approach her father for assistance finding them and getting this all sorted out before someone turns up dead.

Damn you Ann, a cliffhanger?! Now I have to wait for the next book…hoping it’s not too long a wait!

Five contented purrs for this book.

Release Day Spotlight: Ann Mayburn’s Dimitri’s Forbidden Submissive – With Giveaway


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Heat Level: Erotic. M/F, F/F, M/F/F, M/F+M/F, M/F/F/M Contemporary BDSM Romance Release Date May 6th, 2014

Published by Fated Desires Publishing, LLC.

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Submissive’s Wish, #2

As the daughter of an outlaw biker, Rya DeLuca is used to living a wild life, but nothing could prepare her for the danger of falling in love with Dimitri Novikov. To Rya he’s a warm, loving, sexy as hell Dom who gives her exactly the kind of bondage and discipline she craves in the bedroom, but to the rest of the world Dimitri is a feared man, a cold blooded, heartless killer who is at the top of the Russian Mafia food chain.

While her hard and Dominant Master is her perfect match in every way that matters, their love can never last longer than a few days at most. Every moment Rya spends with Dimitri puts her life in jeopardy from rival gangs and Dimitri’s own family.

Dimitri will have to decide if he loves Rya enough to walk away from her in order to save her life, or if their love is worth starting a war that could change the world of the Russian mafia forever.

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About Ann Mayburn:

Ann Mayburn

With over thirty published books, Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened.

From a young age she’s been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that often was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.

Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has accepted that her Muse has a severe case of ADD.

Ann loves to talk with her fans, as long as they realize she’s weird and that sarcasm doesn’t translate well via text.

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Release Day of My Wicked Masters by Ann Mayburn with my Review and Now a Contest!


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Heat Level: Erotic M/F, M/F/M and M/M/F

Contemporary BDSM Romance

Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde

Publisher: Loose Id

Club Wicked, #4

Rhiannon Mirga, known as Goddess at Club Wicked, has a reputation for being a beautiful and unapproachable ice princess. But beneath her hard exterior beats the tender heart of a submissive who yearns for a Master’s love despite a nightmare past that makes it hard for her to trust anyone. For Rhiannon there are only two men that can help her overcome her fear, the club’s incredibly sexy trainers, Master Rory and Master Liam.

Unfortunately, after a long history Rory and Liam are on the verge of parting ways, driven apart by Liam’s refusal to accept Rory’s love as anything more than friendship. Despite their own issues, the men find they cannot refuse her plea for help and together they embark on a training session like no other where the Masters are the ones who learn the true meaning of love and surrender.

Buy Links

Loose ID: http://www.loose-id.com/club-wicked-4-my-wicked-masters.html

All Romance Books: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-mywickedmasters-1484750-147.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/My-Wicked-Masters-Club-ebook/dp/B00JVDE3GO/

I will add more links as I get them!

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My Review:

This book was a gift from the author in return for a fair and honest review.

I could not put this book down, there was something going on every single second whether it be hot steamy sex or something personal to the characters.  I loved that I got glimpses of the others introduced in the previous books of the Club Wicked Series. Some very intense scenes, both sexual and fighting.  An exceptional view of the torment those suffering with PTSD go through, and that you don’t have to have been to war to suffer from it.

This is from one of my favorite scenes with Dove an Rhiannon/Goddess in the beginning of the book.

Dove squeezed her hard enough that Rhiannon had trouble taking a deep breath. “I saw what he did to you. He’s lucky Master Jesse held me back, or I would have given him a matching set of scratches on the other side of his face. I’m sorry we didn’t get to you sooner. I was distracted by Master Kyle and Master Perry fighting.”
Despair filled Rhiannon at the memory of what she’d done to the man’s face. “Shit. I’m going to be fired.”
Releasing Rhiannon, Dove then leaned back and shook her head empathetically. “Hell no, you aren’t. I saw what he was doing to the new server girl all evening. I was about to have Jesse say something to him, but when you took over his table, I figured you had it handled. I mean, no one wants to fuck with you.”
“What?”
Dove flushed. “I mean you’re a badass.”
She blinked, not quite sure what the other woman was talking about. “I don’t understand.”
“I just mean that you can handle yourself. You have that ‘don’t fuck with me’ attitude that usually keeps people in line.”

BRAVO Ann Mayburn! You have done it again!  I cannot wait for your next book, no matter what series it belongs to!

Five contented purrs for this book and no editing hisses.

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Review of Dimitri’s Forbidden Submissive a BDSM Novel by Ann Mayburn


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Submissive’s Wish, #2

Heat Level: Erotic. M/F, F/F, M/F/F, M/F+M/F, M/F/F/MContemporary BDSM RomanceRelease Date May 6th, 2014
 As the daughter of an outlaw biker, Rya DeLuca is used to living a wild life, but nothing could prepare her for the danger of falling in love with Dimitri Novikov. To Rya he’s a warm, loving, sexy as hell Dom who gives her exactly the kind of bondage and discipline she craves in the bedroom, but to the rest of the world Dimitri is a feared man, a cold blooded, heartless killer who is at the top of the Russian Mafia food chain.While her hard and Dominant Master is her perfect match in every way that matters, their love can never last longer than a few days at most. Every moment Rya spends with Dimitri puts her life in jeopardy from rival gangs and Dimitri’s own family.Dimitri will have to decide if he loves Rya enough to walk away from her in order to save her life, or if their love is worth starting a war that could change the world of the Russian mafia forever.

I received this book from the publisher Fated Desires in return for a fair and honest review.

Dimitri has dark secrets, his father even more. His brother Alex is tormented.  When Dimitri meets Rya a beautiful submissive with a  a family that is not your everyday type, they both knew they were destined for something more.  The story grabbed me at page one and did not waver for a second. Words practically sizzle off the page into my vivid imagination and I was immersed in the hottest, scariest and wildest adventure into the world of Russian Doms I have yet read.

The attraction between Dimitri and Rya is mesmerizing. The trials they go through and the way they are resolved were exquisitely detailed.  A glimpse into the daily lives of Ivan and Gia from “Ivan’s Captive Submissive” when visited by the couple was just the icing on this story.

The epilogue was full of surprises and I think gives a hint of the next of the Submissive’s Wish series.

I totally loved this book.  Ann Mayburn is gifted with a way of writing that has me needing cold showers to be normal again.

Five contented purrs for this book.