Happy Labor Day to all and welcome back to Behind Closed Doors for Oh My! Monday. Today I’m excited to have a fellow Siren author with us. Tatum Throne’s newest release Stolen Moment(Enslaved and Enticed 1), is an erotic contemporary paranormal romance. It’s a quick read at just over 26,000 words but you will find out very quickly why it’s rated SEXTREME! If it were any longer, you just might find yourself in a puddle of molten flesh before you reached the final page.
Stolen Moment is Tatum’s fourth book with Siren and the first of the cursed series Enslaved and Enticed. Just reading the blurb has been wanting more…oh wait. I haven’t shared that with you yet. How rude of me. 😉 Without further adieu…
Archaeologist Rylie Sawyer unknowingly unearthed a cursed pendant that seduces and kills. Desperate to keep others safe, Rylie plans on using her empathic abilities to steal the pendant back. The day of the heist, she discovers she isn’t the only one going after the pendant.
Trey Masters has secretly watched Rylie from afar for the last two years. He will stop at nothing to protect Rylie, even entrapping her with his abilities. All he needs to do now is keep her out of the game while his team acquires the pendant.
From the moment they meet they have an intense and otherworldly bond. Together, they must use their powers to destroy the pendant. Caught by the scars of the past year, Rylie knows she must trust Trey with her life. As the secrets Trey is keeping are revealed, will she trust the man she’s fallen hard for or run away?
Still not convinced? Well how about a scorching hot ADULT excerpt?
His mouth crushed over hers in a passionate kiss. She moaned as he used the cold cobblestone to hold her up. Trey’s hands came around to lift her legs around his waist. He smoothed his hands up her thighs and reached around to get a nice squeeze of her ass. Rylie twined her arms around his neck and kissed him fully. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and took control. He groaned.
A small part of her realized she was submitting to his touch and that burned. She was losing every part of her life she had control over.
He pulled his mouth away to nibble on her neck and scraped his teeth up over her earlobe. His heated breath whispered over her ear. “I’m going to make you mine.”
She shivered as his hand moved up her belly to squeeze her breast. He didn’t stop there. His hand stroked up the front of her neck, caressing her thrumming heartbeat. His thumb lifted her chin so that their eyes met. His lips brushed over hers, testing her boundaries. Her pussy clenched tightly. She wanted this and was frightened she would get it.
“Fuck. I like it when you say my last name,” he growled.
She groaned as his cock pinned her to the wall, pushing her pussy lips open. He kissed her again. She could feel the throbbing beat of his cock as he worked her mouth over. Trey slid his hand down to the button on her jeans, flicking it open with an ease that spoke of experience. Her zipper flew south half a second later.
Rylie broke her mouth away as his hand smoothed over her satin bikinis. He rubbed fast circles over her clitoris, making it stand up and pulsate. She sucked in a harsh breath as his fingers pulled her panties aside and they were skin on skin. She wet his fingers as they dove between her lips in a gentle, erotic push.
He thumbed his way up over her nubbin, rolling it around with the pad of his thumb like a joystick. Rylie was getting close. She could feel her orgasm building to a frenzy. All of a sudden, Trey started to hold back. She was balanced on the edge.
“Open your eyes, Rylie. Look at me.”
Her eyes flew open and her nails dug into his rock hard shoulders. “Trey.”
“When was the last time a man got you off?”
Her foggy and sexed-up brain was slow to understand his question. “Um, you mean you don’t know? I thought you knew everything about me.”
“Answer me, Rylie. When was it?”
He groaned. “Tell me you’ve been taking care of your sex.”
She chuckled, a deep, husky sound. “Wouldn’t you like to see that?”
“You have a sassy mouth when you’re aroused.”
“Yes. Keep your eyes open. I want to see them dilate when you come.”
“You can’t make me.”
He stopped playing with her pussy to drive his point home. The loss of friction and more importantly, his kisses, made her realize how much she wanted Trey to touch her everywhere. She tried to move but he stopped her with a rough pinch to her ass that locked her body down tight to his. He licked and kissed his way down her neck and back up again. His eyes locked with hers.
“When we’re together, you’re mine. You’ll do everything and anything I want.”
He edged the knuckle of his forefinger up and locked her clit between his finger and thumb. She groaned as he emphasized his point by squeezing her clit. Pleasure exploded through her body. He rolled it tighter. Her core tightened and her pussy contracted hard.
“Eyes open,” he groaned.
His demand was an order she dared not refuse. Rylie cried out as her orgasm stole her breath away. She bit her lip as she held his gaze. The muscles in his face and body were flexed taut as he watched her go. There was something animalistic about the way he drank up every last drop of her reaction. The primal need to mate was a tribal beat vibrating between them.
Rylie squirmed, rocking her hips as he held her in his seductive grip, not releasing her clit at all. Her body wet more, causing his knuckles to slip back into her pussy.
Rylie was still riding the top note of her orgasm as he lifted her higher on his hips. He reached down with his other hand to pull the corners of her jeans aside as though he were opening a neatly wrapped gift. He reached in with both hands, grabbing the cotton band of her panties. She gasped as he gently tugged, slipping her panties into a reversed thong. He twisted the cotton into his fist while his fingers went exploring.
Didn’t I tell you? Now don’t tell me you don’t want to read more of Trey and Rylie’s story. So go ahead. Click on the book cover above and it will take you directly to the Siren Bookstrand webpage. There you can get your very own copy of Stolen Moment at a 10% discount through September 6th. Go ahead. We’ll wait for you.
I see you’re a little flushed. You’ve already started to read it haven’t you? Well, put your e-reader down a moment and let me introduce you to the author.
Tatum Throne has a master’s degree in social work. She left the field of medical social work to be a stay at home mom and to pursue her dreams of writing romance. She has three school aged boys with her husband, AJ, and two rowdy hamsters named Nibbler and CJ.
When not indulging her fantasies, Tatum enjoys baking chocolate chip cookies, hiking, spending time with her family, and spreading awareness of Eosinophilic Disorders. Tatum is a member of RWA and lives with her family in a tiny suburb of Cincinnati. Tatum loves hearing from her readers. You can reach her at the following links.