I absolutely adored this Xmas smut story

One of the writers who excels at novellas is DANI WYATT, I just love her style :-) And this Christmas, she's coming with all the tinsels and jingles we need.

MY OPINION

Enchanting and hot, all a smut fan can ever wish to unwrap before Christmas day :-)

This beautiful novella appeals to the Christmas lover in me as it's the sweetest lesson you can learn about opening up your heart to love and sharing.

The couple in the story works magically because she is a little elf working in a Christmas Village set up at one of the most successful department stores in New York city, whereas he is the gruff alpha man guiding this store with a mind set on profits and cold deeds. The catch? He will fall head and body for a woman whose warmth and bright spirit unlocks his pent-up needs to have a family to care for.

Malcom is one possessive man when he meets this cute and curvy elf working for him unknowingly, seeking her out in disguise to soak up her optimism. They share this connection that will pull them through a trying Christmas time full of charming dialogues, sexy times, a tender Christmas spirit, and a lovely romance that is perfect for the season. I thought his change of heart from Scrooge to Epiphany was awesome, though her final request went beyond what was necessary :-D I absolutely adored this Xmas story, it's got all the emotion and the instalove and the candy cane I wanted.

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Until Malcolm Knight set his eyes upon that curvy cherub of a Christmas elf in his department store’s Santa’s Village, Christmas meant nothing to him except what it did for the bottom line. Now, his Scrooge is melting away along with thoughts of if her sugar-plums taste as good as they look.

Penny Evergreen lives for Christmas. When her parents send her to New York for a month-long training to relieve the piano prodigy of her paralysing stage fright, she takes one look at the elaborate Christmas Village at the prestigious Knight & Knight department store, and she hatches a holiday plan of her own.

Will these two star-crossed opposites attract? Or will their deceptions be the end of this holiday fairy tale before it has a chance to take off?

Author’s Note:

Grab your candy canes and sit in front of the fire. This sugary sweet Christmas story will warm your heart and melt your panties. This May-December quick holiday romance is sure to have you asking Santa for some Malcolm of your very own. Complete insta-everything, safe and always a happy ending. Or two. Or ten.

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My vision is filled with a thousand twinkling lights as I glance over my shoulder to see Malcolm’s enormous form to the side of me.  He’s got one arm outstretched behind my back, not touching me—not yet—but I feel where his hand hovers in the air just above my back side.  It’s that chivalrous, gentlemanly motion that nearly buckles my knees.

My vision is drowsy as my eyes fall to the front of his jeans where I see an enormous bulge.

I draw in a sharp breath and jerk my head back up to face forward, embarrassed by my own forwardness but unable to resist the thought: could his erection be because of me? 

No.

Do not be a fool, Elf Penny.

Maybe he’s got some crazy elf kink or something.  Because no way a man like him would be interested in a pudgy elf like me.  Still, the thought of his enormous erection leaves me speechless and breathless as he guides us toward a table in the back of the sitting area that surrounds where Randall is already playing happily with another couple of boys about his own age.

“Sit,”  Malcolm orders and his bossy tone causes a shiver of delight wrestling through me.  It feels as if my bones are liquefying as I melt into the chair and wait for whatever comes next.

“Sitting,”  I manage as he takes a seat in front of me.  The same sort of position as yesterday, only this time he’s closer. His legs spread around as my knees nearly bump into his crotch.  I do everything in my power to avert my eyes from the fullness there, but at the same time as he sits, he lets out an uncomfortable chuff in his throat, and I can only imagine it must be difficult to bend something that hard and long.

Heat rises up my legs where they connect to his.  The same heartbeat that is deafening in my ears is also wildly distracting as it thumps between my legs.  My mouth is watering as well and I lick my lips as I try to make sense of what’s happening right now.

Malcolm sits quietly.  There’s a vibration growing in the empty space between us and my heart is thundering in my chest.

“What do you want to talk about?”  I blurt out, unable to stand the silence another moment.

He bites into his bottom lip.  Dark eyes fasten to me.  “Fuck.”  He bows his head then looks up at the ceiling, then back to me.

My belly tightens.  The muscles in my neck feel like metal cords ready to snap. 

“What?”  I lean in, compelled—even though he’s a near stranger—to relieve him of whatever the strain is I hear in his voice.  “Whatever it is, you can tell me.  I want to know.”

“Penny.”  He looks at me and I see the tangle of conflict in his eyes. “Just promise me, I won’t scare the shit out of you.”

I raise my eyebrows, wondering what it could be, but still deep in my heart wanting to know.

“Okay.  I promise.  As long as it doesn’t involve you decapitating me, dismembering me, or any other sort of felonious thing regarding me.”

A strained chuckle rumbles from him, and a genuine smile spreads up into his eyes.  Then he nods before he continues.  “My nephew didn’t even want to come here today.”

“Really?”  I blink, wondering what’s coming next.  Because I can feel most definitely something is coming next.

“Really.  I wanted to come.  To see you.”

I sit, silent, as he tightens his legs around mine and sends my nipples into points yet again.

He raises a hand to brush down where my hair rests against the side of my face, raising goosebumps all over my skin.

“That’s not completely true,”  he adds.  “The truth is, I came here to kiss you.  Because that’s all I’ve thought about. Are you ready for that?”

ABOUT THE MASTERMIND

Since I was a little girl, I’ve made up stories. I would lay in my bed at night and before I knew what a trope was, I would make up these trope filled stories. Boy sees girl, boys falls for girl, boy saves girl….happily ever after. As I got older, the stories turned steamier and more intricate, but the basics never changed.

Now, my books are still full of romance but the naughty bits are naughtier, my hero’s are obsessed alpha types and my heroines are quirky, real women who come in all shapes and sizes.

So, sit back, banish the real world and get lost in some over the top romance with a heaping helping of hot. xoxoxo 

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His Rules are to be obeyed and enjoyed

Hi, book buddies :-) Do you feel like breaking some taboos?

HIS RULES

by DANI WYATT
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One bite of the tofu chipotle burger at his latest venture capital investment and Rueger Marshall is hooked.  But not on the food.  On the sweet and clumsy waitress that is also about to find out just what it means to be his babygirl…and just what it means to follow the rules.

Lexi Chase has three misdemeanors and a new probation mentor she’s supposed to meet.  Her job at the vegan deli doesn’t hold much promise, until the day the man with the lumberjack beard and the handmaid suit sits in her section and teaches her about destiny.

Can Rueger ever come to grips with the fantasies of Lexi wide eyed, looking up at him with the name ‘Daddy’ on her lips?  Or will questions of hidden agendas and a stack of incriminating photos end their fairytale before it can start?

Author’s Note:
 Grab your candy heart panties and an ice pack, because these two are about to teach you just how hot a list of rules can be.  Sit back, wiggle your toes, find your favorite stuffie and settle in for a decadent, dirty ride with a to-die-for DaddyDom and his one-and-only babygirl.  As always, this is a happily ever after safe read with unrelated adults finding their happy place with a bit of DD/babygirl fun.  Enjoy.

MY OPINION

Like a candy filled with dirty thoughts, this story is sweet and naughty in the best ways.

The female character is adorably quirky, with a fixation with sloths that fit so well with the "little" tendencies her mentor inspires in her. He's helping her as part of a program that reconducts people's lives from petty crime.

I loved the little misunderstandings and caution that preceded the moment when his restrain and plans explode, and he reveals just how obsessed he is about her.

He shows her how deeply he cares for her and all his plans for a life together as D/l. It was so detailed and bravely put. He lays his rules for her and they both find utter bliss in giving in to their innermost needs. The growing intimacy is phenomenal, so sexy and arousing!

The dynamics work really well because their respective worlds are well set up and make them feel real. I liked the final chapter with family and friends together for the sweet news. It's perfect for hotness and feel-good sensations in a frame of taboo romance.

a little excerpt

 “Now.” I step forward, pushing my thighs between her knees, opening a gap exactly my width for me. A hand instinctively goes to her hair and gives it a rough tug, forcing her to look up into my face. 

 Without hesitation, I lean down and take her lips with mine, listen to the deep breath she takes when my tongue pushes inside her mouth. Her body shivers as I deepen our kiss, my beast raging inside as the momentum builds. 

 In my mind’s eye, I see my cum dripping from her. From her sweet, freckled nose. From her chin. From her c*nt. I see it everywhere, and it’s beautiful. 

 I brush my hands over the thin fabric that covers her tits, feel the resistance of the nipples, taste the scent of her c*nt as it comes up to mix with our kiss. I have to break our connection, have to give myself time to take her mind as well as her body. I shift back a step, leaving her legs open and her mouth agape. 

 “Who’s in charge here?” I ask, watching her swallow as my words harden. 

 “You are…” Her lips still shine with our kiss. Her eyelashes flicker, covering and 

uncovering her doe-brown eyes. 

 “Who is?” I grunt. If she’s read the rules I left for her last night, she will know she’s f*cked up. The way she immediately swallows and shoves her hands under her ass, I can see she’s just realized the slipup.

 “You are, Daddy.”

ABOUT THE MASTERMIND

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

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She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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Forging a hot romance

Hi, book buddies :-) Author Dani Wyatt is a resident in this blog :-D , so I couldn't pass up the opportunity to read her latest novella, FORGING FOREVER. It's sooooo good and sexy.

FORGING FOREVER

BY DANI WYATT

Standing on her tiptoes at a Renaissance Fair, Lela Marshall catches a glimpse of just how hot a forge can get. Even from fifty feet away, she’s never felt this sort of heat. And it’s coming from between her legs.

Miller Rhodes has a gigantic problem. He’s met the woman he knows is destined to be his. Only, she’s disappeared into a crowd and took his heart and his future with her. For once, even work can’t distract him from thoughts of the way her lips tasted for one brief moment under the July sun.

Can a sock-chewing puppy and a meddling mother be the solution to Miller’s problem? Will this knife forging hard-ass find his soft spot in the girl that stole his heart after just one kiss?

Author’s note: Lose yourself in the heat radiating from this filthy talking alpha. He’s a man of few words, but he definitely isn’t lacking on how to use his mouth in other ways. Suspend reality for a bit with this love at first kiss, happily ever after, scorching hot read. Safe, indulgent and *touches finger to butt and listens for the sizzle*.

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MY OPINION

Ever wanted to meet a metal-pounding god in a Renaissance fair? Now it's your chance. And what a smoldering-hot, sexy-as-hell chance it is :-) 

Miller and Lela are the epitome of insta-love that melts your dreams of fairy-tale romance. From the first moment, they're thunder-struck and can't forget about their brief but earth-shattering encounter while he's forging a sword at a medieval fair. I'd have also been madly in awe of this titan of a man, all covered in soot, sweat and eagerness for the unassuming, sweet, smart and self-reliable beauty in camp boots and a backpack.

I really liked that intense start, and then how fate played a sly game of separations and second chances. Both characters have distinct lives that criss-cross in the most delightful ways, and then lust and devotion kick in to portray a scorching-hot passion that inflames every body cell possible.

Dogs, meddling mothers, puppy training, beautiful writing and two delicious epilogues later, the reader ends up in a languid stupor of happiness. D.W. is a must if you like pretty and spicy romances.

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My d*ck is forged steel. Sure, it’s been f*cking hard ever since I laid my eyes on her, but nothing like this.
This kind of hard-on exists only for her. Well, in three months they’ve all been for her, but right now even my d*ck knows the universe is speaking and it’s saying that’s all mine.

My mom used to tell me stories about the men in her family. Back then, I didn’t believe that shit. She told me the Rhodes men knew when they found their mate that it’s like a sixth sense and that’s it — there can never be anyone else.  Since my father was missing in action, I took my mom’s name.  And now the Rhodes legend which I’d formerly dismissed, I now know to be gospel.

This acute awareness of her consumes me—that there is one woman for me, only one, and she’s right here. Right now. And there is no question left. I’m taking what’s mine.

I’m ready to gnaw her clothes off and fill her with so much cum she’ll be giving birth to a litter nine months from today.

My tongue pushes between her lips, and the taste of her has me seeing red, planning our f*cking wedding. I swear to Christ.

Visions of her wearing white and saying “I do” fill my head like a long-lost dream.

Her tongue meets mine, and my hands fly to the back of her head. My fingers tighten in her hair, gripping and holding on for dear life. She tastes like sweet tea and fresh honey. The lust of summer mixed with the freshness of spring.

My erection nearly tears through the top of my pants trying to get at her. I wonder if she’s wet. The thought of it has me ready to nut in my pants.

The little moaning, gasping sounds she’s making as our tongues do a few laps with each other, back and forth, are music. My gut is tight. I’m already desperate to keep her here. To be sure she can never leave.

I pull back from our kiss, needing to see her face. To know she wants me like I want her.

Her cheeks have turned a deep, rose red, more than a blush, and her shimmering blue eyes are half lidded as I devour the beauty of her face. I loosen my grip in her hair even as my mind is filled with the image of me pressing her to her knees, her plump lips opening to take in every inch of my thick c*ck.

F*ck, I need this girl.

This is beyond wanting. Need. No doubt in my mind I need her in order to draw my next breath.

The tension in my muscles feels as though I’m holding a pose for the judges at Mr. Universe.

I can’t relax. I won’t relax. Not until I’m inside her, showing her just what it’s going to mean to belong to me.

Because she does.

She belongs to me.

“Wow.” She brings the back of her hand to her lips.

For a moment, I’m pissed because I think she’s going to swipe it across her mouth and wipe away the wetness of our kiss.

Instead, she presses her knuckles there, her eyes close for a moment, and she breathes long and slow. Her hand flips over, and she sets her fingertips to her lips, as though she’s holding our kiss in place.

Savoring us. I nearly come undone at the beauty of the moment.

“I have a single question for you,” I rumble, standing as close as I can to her without touching. Staring down as she gives me a wary look upward, waiting for what I’m going to say next. “Since that first day we met…”

I trail off, suddenly terrified I won’t get the answer I need. My chest constricts. I swallow hard and throw it out there because I have to know.

“Have you ever touched yourself thinking about me? Imagined me inside you?” I’m fixed on her face, watching for the truth there.

My bold question has her mouth dropping open, her lips quivering in an uneasy smile, but her eyes answer me with a twinkle, staying pinned on mine. The relief floods my body, even as blood fills every remaining micro vessel of my c*ck. It’s bent at a painful angle inside my pants. The length I know will fill her. The thickness will hurt her, but she needs to be mine in every way. I will be as gentle as I can, but even now I know it may not be possible to make it easy.

I want her like an animal. I want to keep her tied to my bed and f *ck her until her belly swells and the only word she knows is my name.

“Yes,” she whispers, tugging her lips to the side.

So f*cking cute. Damn, she’s perfect.

Her single-word answer confirms what I already know, and her hand leaves her lips, reaching out to touch the side of my face.

ABOUT THE MASTERMIND

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

http://eepurl.com/bubxzz

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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Mastering her Heart is swoon-worthy

Beautifully written smut romance like Dani Wyatt's is impossible to resist :-) Enjoy!

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The night Willow Wilson walks through the doors of my private club, all my self-control vanishes. I am known as Lord Tower, master and owner of a discreet establishment where fantasies become a reality. Years ago when fate first brought Willow to me, she was my step-daughter. She called me Daddy, then. And she will again if I have my way. 

In the time since we’ve been apart, she’s only grown more beautiful. Her lush curves have filled out. Her heart calls to me. And I will have her even if I have to kick down the very doors of hell to make her mine. Right or wrong.

But even Lords have weaknesses. And she is the one for which I will give everything, even if it means letting her go. Again.

Author Note: Never fear, this book is still as safe as can be. There is as much darkness in this hot little read as there is light. As much swoony sweetness and steamy sexiness as you expect. But be warned, this Daddy is done waiting and his princess is about to be claimed.

MY OPINION

It's all so beautifully written. The words evoke the painful longing of this couple at heart that was separated for years. The reunion is laced with intense desire and sadness. I really enjoyed the explosive lust that followed.

The club's owner has a hot name. Lord Tower. Yeah. I liked him because he's imposing, powerful, but so besotted with his young lady that he's renounced other women for years even though she wasn't his yet.

Surprisingly, there's more to the plot than forbidden love and some Daddy play. The sweet female character carries a couple of burdens from her relationship with her power-hungry mother, and she also has dreams of independence and creative work. In the final part of this long novella, she faces her hears, the monsters in her life, and finds her happy future with her wonderful and possessive man with a few won battles on her back. I really liked that. Very satisfying and sexy!

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I stare across the small table at Willow.

Her beauty is unmatched.  She is perfection in my eyes. Her hair gathered in a loose ponytail that runs over her left shoulder.  I imagine it in my fist, pulling at it as I tell her all the beautiful, filthy things I intend to do to her.

I absently reach down under the table and give my c*ck a stroke, trying to calm the growing need inside me.

I shift my chair back and stand, taking the few steps over behind her chair, pulling it back.

“Stand up, Princess.”  

She does as I ask without a word of question or complaint.  Her compliance only serves to heighten the desire I feel for her.  For my sweet girl.

I reach down for her hand, guiding her as she stands in front of me as I step back, then stop to admire her for a long moment.

“What are you doing?”  She toys with the little infinity pendant around her neck, zipping it back and forth on the chain while her other arm belts at her waist.

“Deciding.”  I utter, my mind filling with all the filthy desires I’ve stored up just for her.

“Deciding?  What are you deciding?”  She lets out a giggle, then bites into her bottom lip.

“I’m deciding if I’m going to eat you before I f*ck you, or f*ck you and then eat you.  If I could f*ck you and eat you at the same time, I’d do that.”

Her face turns to a deep shade of pink and she starts to shift her weight from one foot to the next.  In my own way, I love her like this.  A bit off.  Slightly uncomfortable.

Wondering what is coming next.

“Daddy needs you to take off all your clothes, my sweet girl.  Slowly, now.  Start with your shoes.  Then your shirt.  And last your skirt.  Do it now.”  My words harden at the end as my c*ck throbs and aches for her.

The thought of seeing her naked for me sends my teeth into my own lip. Biting down as she begins to disrobe. Doing exactly as I said, one piece of clothing at a time, until she stands before me, glorious and exposed.

“God, Princess.  You make Daddy so hard.  You know you’re going to take care of me tonight, don’t you?  Let my c*ck into that p*ssy.”

She nods and shifts, her hands unable to find where they should be.

“I’m nervous.”  She whispers.

“Are you also wet?”

Her apple cheeks ripen another shade.  “I don’t know.”

“You don’t? Well then, find out.  Right hand.  Two fingers.  Now.  Put them inside you.”

ABOUT THE MASTERMIND

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

http://eepurl.com/bubxzz

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

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