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Two Special Guests for Our Last #ThursdsayThirteen! @LynnTylerBooks @kendallmckenna

Hello everyone! Today at Behind Closed Doors I have two very special author friends sharing the first thirteen lines or sentences of one of their new releases. Fellow Siren author Lynn Tyler will be sharing a snippet from her book Their Rebel Mate which is available for pre-order now. Author Kendall McKenna is here to share from her soon to be released Nights in Canaan. Both books promise some smokin’ hot love scenes between the characters. You won’t want to miss either one of them! Now let’s get the party started, shall we? Oh, and make sure you read all the way to the end. Kendall is offering a way for you to win a free ebook.

First up is the Lynn with the second book in her Helan Universe series. In this one, human females are being asked to mate with males from another world. Let me just share the blurb with you so you can get an idea of what obstacles the Helan males face convincing the human females to have sex with their hunky selves. Sorry…just had a brief hot flash with my day dreaming!

Chief of Communications Kerek and his mate, Ambassador Thantos are tasked with educating humans on Helan culture. It’s not an easy job considering there is a movement dedicated to making sure that no female mates with Helan males.

Kim McManus is determined to keep as many human women from being forced to mate the Helan males as possible. So what if the Helans have made mating with them voluntary? The Helans history of telling half truths makes them suspicious in her books. Suspicious enough that she hijacks a television signal to plead her case.

When she’s given a chance to stay on the Helan star ship for a month to learn about their culture, she grabs it with both hands. But what happens when she ends up bonded with Thantos and Kerek, two of the very males she’s been campaigning so hard against?

Now here’s her Thirteen Sentences

Gods, the humidity on this planet sucked the energy right out of him. Thantos breathed in another lungful of the sticky, heavy air and lifted his long hair off the nape of his neck. He really disliked the sweat that was rolling down his spine.

Disliked. That was ambassador speak for hated. At least that’s what Kerek, his mate, said.
But really, this humidity was disgusting. Every inch of him was damp and drooping, including the inches currently hanging left and limp between his legs.

Of course, he wasn’t the only thing that was limp. Even the trees were flagging. The grass had withered away to brown, straggly strands that would probably turn to dust at the slightest touch.

The scent of exhaust was stifling and burned his nostrils.
The house the United States Government had offered to put them up in loomed in the distance. It was a beautiful old building, the white paint seeming to shimmer in the heat.

More about Lynn and her books

Adult Excerpt for Their Rebel Mate featured at Sassy Vixen Publishing Blog

Saturday Spotlight at The House of Taboo March 2nd

And now for our second guest, Kendall McKenna who writes M/M erotic romances. Do you see why I paired these fabulous authors today for my very last Thursday Thirteen feature? What better to pair up with a MMF menage than a M/M? I knew you’d all see it my way, plus these ladies do NOT disappoint! So let me share the blurb from Nights in Canaan so you can get a little bit of a teaser before the opening lines.

Love and hate. Good and evil. Life and death. The universe requires balance, whatever the cost. An ancient vampire rises, time after time, threatening the survival of the human race. An ancient warrior is reborn, again and again, with the singular purpose of halting the vampire’s bloody rampage. With each encounter throughout time, their passions burn and their emotions deepen. The vampire shares his body and the warrior shares his blood. When they are no longer able to cause one another harm, the lovers hesitate to fulfill their destinies. Will the ancient warrior sacrifice the whole of the human race, in exchange for eternity in the arms of the vampire he loves?

Oooooo…she had you at vampire didn’t she? Then toss in an ancient male warrior who comes back lifetime after lifetime in order keep humanity safe from the blood drinker and you have me hooked. Top that off with the two of them falling for each other…OMG!

Here’s the opening lines from this amazing tale.

The night was moonless and warm. Jesse folded the edges of his bisht more snugly about himself. A short, bronze sword hung from his waist. A sword of considerable length was strapped to his back, his wings folded tightly over it. The sword was forged from a metal humans would not smelt for thousands of years.

Jesse pulled the end of his keffiyeh over his face as he strode between the dwellings constructed of mud brick and wood. His footsteps kicked up the dust and dirt that covered most of the pathways. Gina was a city in its infancy, still more village than metropolis, and had few paths paved with cobbles.

To the east, shouts of anger and aggression rose up and were carried to Jesse on the wind. That same wind held the scents of unwashed humans, penned livestock, and the waste products of both. Jesse hated when the mission for which he had been reborn pulled him from the desert and into a city. In the desert, the humans did not live so tightly clustered, wallowing in their own filth.

Now a word from Kendall about Knights of Canaan…

And that’s my first thirteen! I hope it gets your attention and makes you want to check out the entire story. It’s hard to get the full picture from just thirteen lines. Especially with this story, because it’s about two immortal beings who keep finding each other throughout all eternity. The story shows the Ancient Warrior and the Ancient Vampire at three different, distinct times in history, and the decisions they have to make in the face of their destinies and their love.

This isn’t your typical vampire love story. Like with my werewolves, I tried to write something different, out of the ordinary, not like all the other stories out there. I think I succeeded. So far, I’ve made two editors cry. If a writer’s job is to evoke emotion in their readers, I’m on the right track.

More about Kendall and where to find her book

Kendall McKenna’s first work of fiction was written at the worldly age of nine, and was a transformative work that expanded on the story told in a popular song of the time.
She tried her hand at vampire and cowboy fiction, winning high school poetry and short story contests along the way. It wasn’t until she discovered the world of m/m erotic fiction and found her stride with cops, Marines and muscle cars, that she felt inspired to share her stories with readers who enjoy the same things.

Putting herself through college by working in a newly-created HIV testing clinic in her local Department of Health, introduced Kendall to the gay and lesbian community. Understanding and empathy has made her a lifetime advocate of GLBT issues.

A brief bout of unemployment gave Kendall the time and focus she needed to finally produce a novel worth submitting for publication. Her first novel, Brothers In Arms, introduced the world to her authentic military stories and characters.

Kendall was born and raised in Southern California, where she still lives and works. A non-conventional relationship has kept her happy for the last decade. Her four dogs enjoy it when she writes, as she sits still long enough for them to curl up around her.

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Thank you all for celebrating my last Thursday Thirteen on this blog. Special thanks to both Lynn Tyler and Kendall McKenna for sharing their new releases with me today and every time they visit.

#Tempestuous #ThursdayThirteen with #SirenAuthor Nicole Morgan

I’m very happy to have my friend and fellow Seduced Muse Nicole Morgan here Behind Closed Doors today. On January 24th Siren released the second book in her Incessant Passions series and today, Nicole shares the first sentences of Tempestuous with us for Thursday Thirteen. So without further adieu, I’ll turn things over to Nicole.

BLURB

Michelle Englehurst finally has her dream job working in a tropical paradise doing what she loves. A routine day at work proves to be more than what it seemed. Her new client Brad Conrad is charming, handsome, and causes a reaction in her like no other man has.

Brad is on a forced vacation by his father, who claims he’s overworked. Begrudgingly, he takes his sabbatical with no intention of enjoying himself. A chance encounter with a woman he can’t get out of his mind changes Brad’s workaholic ways. He finds himself extending his trip and doing everything in his power to spend more time with her.

For days and then weeks the two of them walk a fine line of casual friendship to lascivious intentions. With time working against the two, they are faced with two choices, take a chance or throw caution to the wind and be…tempestuous.

First Thirteen Sentences

Michelle took several calming breaths, trying to untangle her frazzled nerves before opening the door to the small massage room. His mere presence turned her into a klutz, and she prayed today she would be able to keep her cool. Normally, she was the picture-perfect employee, always professional and cordial with all of her clients, but something about this one kept her feeling like she was constantly trying to walk a tight rope. Despite her occasional mishaps, he always remained kind and never made her feel foolish.

She did, though. In fact, she felt like a goofy teenager with her first crush every time he was near her. While a part of her wished he would request someone else for his daily massage, the other part of her—the woman—didn’t want anything of the sort. Michelle relished her hour-long sessions with Mr. Conrad, regardless of how much they threw her off-balance. Once she relaxed a little, it was hard to not enjoy his company. He was easy to talk to, charming, and sometimes made her laugh so hard that her cheeks hurt from being frozen in such a wide smile.

Mr. Conrad, or Brad as he insisted she call him, had been a distraction from day one. Each day that he came to her little massage room, she became increasingly attracted to him. The pull she felt had been building for the past couple weeks as their casual conversations had become lengthier and more intimate.

Click on the above graphic to take you to excerpts from this fabulous book!

About the Author

Nicole Morgan is a multi-published author of erotic romantic novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with a good old-fashioned whodunit. While she’s written everything from contemporary to paranormal her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel (which turned into a four book series) about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.
In additional to her books, Nicole also has a recurring column called, “Sex and the Single Woman” in BT Showcase’s online eMagazine. Also, she has recently partnered up with three of her author friends and became Four Seduced Muses, a blog dedicated to the steamier side of romance.

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The Island is available in print!

Hello everyone!

I’m sorry it’s been a little bit since I’ve been back to give you any more updates on my writing. It’s been a hectic last few months to say the least. Now that the official book tour is over, I can sit back and breathe a little bit. I had received word from Siren Bookstrand that The Island (Now and Forever 2) was going to be released in print much sooner than the April projected dates. Imagine my surprise when I was updating my links on Amazon to find that the book was available a full TWO WEEKS before the new projected date! Whoohoo!

So now you can get the paperback versions of The Island on Amazon and on Barnes and Noble. I’m sure there are other sites out there that may have it available and if you find them, just put the links up in the comments section with this post.

Thank you all for supporting me in my journey. I couldn’t do any of this without you. The new poetry book is nearly finished and will be edited shortly. I still have the goal of the end of this month to get it out on Smashwords. Amazon will follow shortly after that. I’m going to try a new writing program called Scrivener with my new projects. I have so many open WIPs and tons of notes all over the place under multiple pen names. I’m confusing the hell out of myself on a daily basis! If I’m confused, how the heck will I ever get my characters all sorted out and in the right books with the right authors. Oy!

Another project I’ll be undertaking is creating a shared world called the Tempations Resort series. I got the idea for a shared world project from the amazing one done by the authors with Wiccan Haus. I have loved all the books I’ve read by the multiple authors and I still plan on one day submitting one of my own for consideration in the series. If you haven’t checked them out yet, make sure you do especially if you love paranormal romances. Here is the LINK for their blog. It will explain their whole world.

For Temptations Resort, I wanted to create a world centered around an adult island getaway. There guests will be able to explore any and all of their sexual fantasies whether sweet, sensual, exotic, erotic, or taboo. Once the first book is out, then other authors can add to the world with their own works from all heat levels of romance. Now I write erotic romances, but the sweet stuff is very welcome too. The core idea here is that it’s a fantasy world where the characters get to explore their secret dreams and desires. They can learn about and experience the world of BDSM, create role playing scenarios with a partner or two, experience a menage with as many partners as they wish, or have a quiet getaway with their love. Look for that series to start being released later in the year, maybe by summer from Sassy Vixen Publishing.

Suspect Infidelity? It’s Balls to the Wall time…Oh My! with author May Water

Once again, I’m happy to welcome back to Behind Closed Doors fellow Siren author May Water. Just yesterday, her latest book was released. Balls to the Wall Detectives, Inc is an erotic alternative romance that grabs you right from the first sentence and never lets go! At the heart of it, it follows Marley Winters as she hunts down cheating partners and either helps them get back with their loves, or nails them to the wall for their infidelity. It’s a very interesting topic to cover in a romance novel. Not that there aren’t cheating partners, but how often do you come upon a private investigator who not only goes after the “cheater” but tries to help them mend their relationships as well? So why this topic? May responds:

While infidelity runs rampant in our society, with about half of all marriages dealing with it directly, you can avoid the likelihood of it ever happening. “It takes meeting several emotional needs at once,” says Dr. Willard F. Harley, Jr., author of several books on the subject and founder of marriage counseling center, Marriage Builders. When most reveal that sex isn’t what drives the affair Harley agrees it’s absolutely true, citing the lack of a romantic relationship causing many to seek others to fulfill their emotional needs.

“There are really four emotional needs that are primarily romantic: affection, intimate conversation, recreational companionship and sexual fulfillment,” says Harley. “If you have a romantic relationship in your own marriage, an affair is much easier to resist.” If you suspect your spouse might be doing something unsavory, Harley feels you have every right to investigate, whether by installing tracking software on the computer or even hiring a private investigator. If anything is found, Harley advises saving the evidence for the confrontation. “A husband and wife should be so transparent that any effort on the part of one to look at what the other is doing should never be considered off limits.”

I agree wholeheartedly! Having been through a divorce and now remarriage, I can fully attest to the fact that if you are missing any of the four emotional needs mentioned above, you become one very unhappy person. You begin to doubt yourself and your self esteem plummets. What happens when you have all four? Well, you have found your soul mate. It’s as simple as that.

What about cybersex? Is that cheating or just “harmless fun?” May’s heroine Marly Winters (dontcha just love that name?) has a few ideas about that. Here’s the blurb and an excerpt from Balls to the Wall Detectives, Inc. Let May know what you think about her new story, and better yet, go out and get your own copy today while it’s still at a special price! Currently it’s only available through our publisher Siren Bookstrand. Click on the cover of her book above and it will take you right to her page!

Blurb

Is cyber sex cheating real? Marly thinks it’s nothing a little BDSM can’t cure. Those naughty boys will wish they never touched a mouse. Marly can whip couples back between each other’s arms and legs. Or simply nail his cheating balls to the wall. Either way: bad boys beware.

Her detective agency hunts down cheating partners, delivering not only evidence, but a remedy for what ails these couples: hot, sexual abandon. Her role as sex vigilante causes a brush with the law though. She’s crafty but can she get her ass out of that sling?

Despite her tough shell Marly unexpectedly finds love amidst the whips and chains. She really wants love, yet our heroine has loads of heartache to heal. Which one will help lick her wounds? Sweet younger Katie softens her spirit. Quirky lovable Jock literally knocks her off her feet. Can either one tame our excitable girl?

ADULT Excerpt

“Oh god yes,” Marly panted as she pinned Katie against the wall and ground into her. Both of them had to restrain themselves the entire half-mile walk back from the mall. They had barely made it up the elevator and into her dark apartment.

“I’m so fucking wet,” Katie whispered, nibbling Marly’s neck. When she licked the length of her throat, Marly moaned, unable to remember the last time she was that sexually excited.

“Me, too,” she panted, her mouth finding Katie’s again in the darkness. When their lips parted Marly whispered in her ear, “I wanna fuck you.”

“Do it,” Katie responded quickly. Marly backed away from her slightly, her hand caressing one of Katie’s breasts. Her eyes had acclimated to the dark, so she could just barely make out Katie’s face.

“Do you have anything so we can, ya know…have sex?” Marly whispered, feeling like a teenager at her inability to say the word dildo.

“Have anything? Like what?” Katie asked, quizzical. Marly bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling totally embarrassed.

“Um like a dildo,” she whispered.

Katie giggled. “Why would I have that?”

Marly shrugged her shoulders. “I figured that California gay women have all sorts of toys,” she whispered.

Katie smacked her shoulder playfully.

“What, it’s not true?” Marly asked with a laugh. Katie found Marly’s lips as she pressed her body against her. They made soft humping motions as they kissed. Marly ran her fingers through Katie’s long hair with one hand as she pulled down her tank top with the other. Her excitement grew when she realized that Katie wasn’t wearing a bra. She enveloped one perky breast in her hot mouth, loving that it was exactly a mouthful. Katie groaned as Marly sucked her tits more firmly. After a moment Marly lifted her head.

“How about pot? You must have that,” she whispered. Katie laughed out loud at her words.

“My god, Marly, you crack me up!” she replied with a huge smile. “But yeah, I do have toys. And pot. I was just teasing you. It’s all in my bedroom.”

Katie giggled, grasped a handful of Marly’s shirt, and pulled her to a room off to the side. There was a streetlight across the street, which illuminated the room just enough to not require additional lighting. As soon as they entered Marly pushed Katie gently onto the bed, lowered herself on top of her, and resumed her breast sucking.

“I love your tits,” Marly whispered in between her adoration.

“They’re too small,” she responded. Marly shook her head and gazed up at Katie, a nipple in her mouth. After one long suckle she spoke.

“They’re perfect,” she whispered, truly meaning it. Katie’s entire body felt so very good. The word that came to mind was sleek. Marly got lost in the removing of her new lover’s clothing and the lavishing of each body part revealed. It didn’t take very long considering she was only wearing running shorts and a tank top. Once Katie was fully naked, Marly made quite sure that no part of her was left unkissed. Both of them were breathing heavily.

“You make me feel so good,” whispered Katie as she fumbled with Marly’s jeans. Marly helped her out, shrugging them off her hips quickly. As she stepped out of them she gazed down at Katie.

“Your toys. Get one,” she whispered. Katie reached out to push Marly’s panties out of the way, but Marly grasped her wrist. “You can do that later. Right now I have to fuck you.”

May wanted to share one more thing with us before she left us to go back to her writing cave. It’s a quote from William L. Phelps that I think sums up relationships from the male perspective quite well.

“The greatest of all arts is the art of living together. Every man who is happily married is a successful man even if he has failed at everything else.”

Food for thought, don’t you think?

Where to find more from May Water

http://www.bookstrand.com/may-water

http://www.facebook.com/MayWater

Internet resources & support groups regarding cyber cheating

http://www.howtobehappyagain.com/emotional-infidelity-top-10-signs-of-cyber-cheating

http://www.chatcheaters.com/

http://www.advicediva.com/ad/loveebooks/affairsandcheating/howtostopinternetcheating.asp

Coming up on June 7th, May will be a guest on our sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing. She will share the first thirteen sentences from Balls to the Wall Detectives, Inc. Make sure you stop in there and tell her hello!

Nicole Morgan stops in for Oh My! Monday

Hello everyone! Welcome back to Behind Closed Doors. Today is a special Oh My! Monday. In honor of Memorial Day, I’ve invited fellow Siren author Nicole Morgan to share a very HOT excerpt from her latest release in her Sweet Awakenings series. Let’s see what scene she’s picked to titillate us with today. Please note that this is an ADULT excerpt from an erotic romance. If you are not at least 18 years of age, you must LEAVE THIS BLOG IMMEDIATELY. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you are at least 18 years of age and are fully aware that some folks may find this blog offensive. With that being said…ENJOY! ~The Vixen

nm-sa-affliction3 — Sweet Affliction (Sweet Awakenings 4)

After spending years serving his country as a Navy SEAL, Commander Nick Slater is ready for retirement. Mercenaries hired to kill him ambush him, and his plans take a drastic turn.

AJ Harwood is facing one of the most difficult times of her life. A chance encounter with Nick Slater is the last thing she wants, yet she is thrust into his world and trapped in its surroundings.

AJ is Nick’s only hope as he tries to find out who is out to kill him. With each passing day, more secrets are uncovered, and the reason behind the attack is revealed. Nick joins forces with his former teammates to find the person behind the high-priced hit put on all of their heads. As precious time ticks away, Nick and AJ are faced with the possibility that after finding each other, they may lose everything in an instant.

Sweet Affliction is a SCORCHING erotic contemporary romance published by Siren Bookstrand. How SCORCHING? Read the following excerpt and you tell me! Leave a comment below to let Nicole know what you think of the fourth book in her Sweet Awakenings series.

When his cock sprang up from behind the fabric, she was stunned. She had seen him before, even with an erection, but never had she had it so close to her face and mouth. It was…beautiful. The long vein that ran along the underside was like an imaginary trail telling her to use her tongue to travel it, seeing where it took her.

Her clit throbbed painfully now, and much to her delight she did see pre-cum dripping down the side of his cock, calling to her to lick it off. Suddenly impatient and without any remorse for her frantic actions, she pulled the jeans off of his last leg and threw them. In one fluid motion and not a moment too soon she was on the bed, straddling him, her body hunched over as one hand grasped his hardness and her mouth closed over his head.

“Oh fuck…”

Nick’s hands grabbed her head so forcefully she could feel him losing control. Obviously he wasn’t expecting her to do this, but the way he was holding her and massaging her head told her he was glad she did.

She hadn’t been wrong about how good he would taste. There was something elemental about the musky flavor mixed with his pre-cum. It fed a part of her that she never knew was malnourished. Now as she explored him with her mouth, allowing her tongue to swirl around him while sucking him deep in her throat, she wondered how she had ever survived without having him inside her.

Her core felt hollow and empty. The liquid heat that emanated from inside her made her ache that much more for him, but having him in her mouth, hard and rigid, wasn’t something she was willing to trade for or give up just yet.

He was moaning and holding her head more aggressively. She loved hearing him lost in nothing but the sensation. It was what he did to her. She kept herself from giggling at the thought that turnabout was fair play. Pleasure was all she wanted to give him. She wanted him to ignore the outside world, if just for a short time, and disappear with her while she loved him with nothing more than her mouth.

Stroking him, she slid her tongue down that long vein that invited such a wonderful journey. It didn’t disappoint either. Her tongue curled around him as it continued the exploration. He was thick, and she could already feel her mouth tiring at the stretching his girth provided, but she refused to stop. She wanted more, so much more of him. She wanted to be able to make him fall off the edge and lose control the way he did to her.

She took the path back up to the head of his cock. Looking down at it, she loved how it was glistening from her mouth’s kisses and licks. Steeling her nerves and taking a calming breath, she relaxed every part of herself, allowing no fear or hesitation. She heard Nick say something, but she tuned even the sound of his voice out, blocking out anything and everything that may distract her.

Relaxed and ready she opened her mouth wide, sliding her mouth down on top of him but not stopping. This time she ignored the intrusion she felt when he hit the back of her throat and took him farther and deeper than should have been possible. Closing her mouth tightly around him she continued on with the motion, up and down. After she had the hang of it, and effectively blocked out her gag reflex, she started to twist her mouth as she proceeded to keep on. Nick was saying something, she had no idea what. She didn’t care. The way his hands were wrapped in her hair, gently easing her along and the way his hips were thrusting and meeting her mouth told her that he wasn’t unhappy with what she was doing.

As much as he clearly liked it, she was in heaven. She couldn’t remember a time she felt so completely overwhelmed by a man before. He woke every part of her body and soul. She could literally feel the heat coming from her. Her wetness was coating her inner thighs. Everything about him sent her into a hyperaware state of sexuality that she didn’t even know she was capable of.

“AJ…damn it listen to me!”

She heard him that time, but she couldn’t stop. The way her cheeks were starting to burn from being filled by him. The way her tongue glided along his veins and the other textures of his rigid state. The way he tasted. Everything she was doing was like giving her a high she was certain no one in the world could possibly understand.

“Sweetheart, please…if you don’t stop I’m not going to be able to either.”

Again she ignored him. She didn’t want him to stop. That was the opposite of what she wanted. She wanted all of him. She wanted to taste and swallow him. She wanted to be the reason he couldn’t hold back and spilled into her.

“Oh fuck, I’m not going to be able to stop…I can’t.”

If she wasn’t so fixated on what she was doing she might’ve stopped to smile triumphantly, but nothing could’ve slowed her pace right now.

His hands tensed on her head, his fingers almost digging into her. His thrusts into her slowed, and when she slid down on top of him once more his hips shot up and he shouted something that was incomprehensible.

Whew! (fanning myself) Ms. Morgan knows how to steam up the pages, doesn’t she? Besides writing, something else near and dear to her heart is supporting our military. Not only does she write about them, she is active in supporting several organizations who help the brave men and women who put their lives on the line each and every day. Please note that 10% of the author royalties from Sweet Affliction will benefit nonprofit organizations dedicated to providing educational assistance and support grants to families of wounded and fallen United States Navy SEALs.

Nicole Morgan was an avid reader who kept having one recurring problem. Ideas of stories kept popping into her head. Today, Nicole is an author of erotic romantic novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful backstory. Erotic romance mixed with a good old-fashioned whodunit. She tries to place strong emphasis on the characters’ emotions while also throwing in some spicy and hot love scenes. Her alpha male of choice will more often than not have a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve.

While still trying to stay true to her style, she is finding her writing is evolving as she takes on new and uncharted territory for her. In the first months of this year she finally wrapped up her first ever full-length paranormal romance novel. There are many areas of erotica out there that she hasn’t had a chance to really delve into just yet, but she is anxiously looking forward to doing just that.

If you would like to learn more about Nicole and what she’s been working on lately, check out the links below. She would love to hear from you!

Nicole’s blog
Nicole’s website
Nicole’s Yahoo Group

To Bi or Not to Bi-That’s a good question from Author May Water

As I have posted all over my webpage, this blog and all contents are for adults only. This means if you are not an adult, not at least 18 years of age, you must leave this site immediately. If you choose to stay, you are agreeing that you have been warned about the following content. With that being said….

Please welcome my guest today, fellow Siren author May Water!

Sexy Girls in Canola Field — Photography by BJWOK / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

If you’re seeking scientific data, study references, or Wikipedia notations on bisexuality in this little ditty then I quickly urge you to stop reading. I’ve included none of that. What you will find, however, is my honest from the heart (or between the legs) observation, personal experience, and musings on bisexuality. I’m certain there are sexperts out there that offer in depth analysis on the subject of bisexuality, accompanied by big words and such. I encourage you to look into their work. You can also find lists of famous declared bisexuals online: musicians, writers, actors, comediennes, and other public persons. I did a bit of web surfing out of sheer curiosity. Out of respect for these people I will also, informally, add myself to that list. I feel it’s the least I could do after nosing into their personal lives.

I’ve discovered that it is far more daring to declare yourself bisexual rather than’ just gay. ‘While coming out of the gay closet can be very difficult for some people, it’s sometimes easier. Sounds funny when I put it like that but I found that it’s true. I know many gay people. They are family members, friends, and past lovers. When they say they are gay others can visualize, sexually, exactly what’s going on in the bedroom. For male/male it’s insert penis here. For female/female it’s usually insert tongue there. There is no grey area. But tell anyone that you’re bisexual they look at you quizzically. You can almost see their brains churning. Why? Because bisexuals are grossly misunderstood. Many think that bisexuals are confused, that they just want to widen the dating pool, or because they are desperate and take whatever comes along. Yet I assure you that in most cases this is incorrect. I have personally never had any of those problems, and I have known I was bi since I was in fourth grade. An innocent time when I kissed both a girl, and a neighborhood boy for the first time. They were equally adorable, and the kiss was equally fun.

Oh, before we go any further I want to introduce a term that I love dearly: bilovable. This is definitely way more descriptive of the bi people I know, including myself. It especially applies to individuals that may not necessarily have an active sex life, again like me. It simply means what it says: the ability to love someone of either sex. Plus it just sounds so darn cute.

Okay, so back to what I was saying. Hmmm, what am I trying to say? I guess that I’d be thrilled if people simply opened their minds on the subject of love in general. As we all know, love in its many forms brings joy to our lives: love of others (regardless of gender or race), pet love (This to me is way stranger. Pet idealization in this country is a billion dollar business), self- love, a teenaged boys love of his car, a teenage girls love of clothes… all of it rocks. Why? Because every form of love sends a powerful positive energy out into the universe. A force which affects every other being on this planet. It’s something I remember every day. It’s why every day I thrust my love out into the atmosphere in huge quantities. I hope that somehow I’m helping to balance the spiritual energy deficit. Very hippie of me, I know. But it makes me feel good.

Now, onto the subject of sex and bilovables. I could easily sum it up it with two words: Hell yeah! I say this with a shit eating grin. My lovers span over a thirty year period. I remember them all fondly. Although there are two from my drunken youth that I’m not quite sure of their names. I remember them as leather boy, and roof girl (don’t ask) Most of my lover list consists of men, because frankly, I’m a huge fan of the penis. But the women, while smaller in rank fulfilled a need for me that men couldn’t. I felt more comfortable with them as well. With whom else but another woman can you really show your belly flab? Who else but another woman can you feel comfortable about not shaving your legs? Anyway, the ability to obtain arousal from both sexes has always been for me-a wonderful gift. To gaze into a room and take equal gratification from viewing a nice set of woman’s legs or a man’s strong bulging forearm is awesome. To relish the roughness of a man’s chin stubble on my fingertips or the silkiness of a woman’s soft hair awes me. To get more graphic: as a bi woman, the sensation of a hard cock sliding into my wet hole can be equally fulfilling as a woman’s soft lips suckling my clit.

I’d like to think that all bi people see the spirit within the individual they have found a connection with without being overly concerned with the package. But that may just be the romantic in me. Not that there’s anything wrong with simply letting go sexually with whomever happens to arouse you (male or female). Humans are sexual animals after all. One of our main functions is to reproduce. Despite when our ‘modern’ brain tries to convince us otherwise.

So to wrap this up, I feel that bilovables haven’t really been given the understanding they deserve. There are many wonderful LGBT, GLBT, and other such groups that offer information and education. Check them out. But I think all we really need to do is open not only our minds, but also our hearts. Our world is full of spirits who simply want to love one another. As long as no one gets hurt I say we step aside and let them.

Love & Warmth,

May Water

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May began crossing off each experience on her long “What I want to do when I grow up” list she wrote when she was ten years old, the second after writing it. She has explored most of the United States, parts of Canada and the Canadian Maritimes by car, camping in remote locations throughout North America, satisfying not only her need to travel but her love of nature and history. Recently May discovered her love of writing and dove in head first, inspiring her to pump out five books in 2011. Her love of the ocean is prevalent in her tales, coastlines being her favorite places. She fully admits that she wants to come back as a whale next lifetime. May prefers not to label herself or use any kind of title but she does state that if a title had to be chosen she would want it to be water nymph.

Coming February 16th! May Water’s first LGBT sweet erotic romance SALT WATER TAFFY! -The first installment in her alternative erotic romance series SEASIDE SURRENDER (LGBT, Poly amour, BDSM).

Book 1-SALT WATER TAFFY, Book 2-MOLY DOLL, Book 3-PEPPERMINT STICKS, Book 4-LICORICE WHIPS