their journey into the darkest, most
private depths of her body and –
damnit – they felt good.
Mark watched her body stiffen, but
knew it was not through pain. He’d only
worked two of the smallest beads
inside her and the plug she’d worn for
most of the afternoon had been bigger
in circumference. The tightly clenched
set of her body was because she was
aroused and it was obvious that while
she wanted release, she wasn’t at all
comfortable with the idea of him
staring straight into her pelvic region in
her doubly exposed manner. Get used
to it, horsie, because the crazy antics
get worse from here on in. In any case,
she’d had a tame start to her first day
at the stables. Most of the other fillies
that had been on today’s intake were
now wearing full tack and trying to
attract the attention of the most
handsome Dom. Easing the third and
fourth beads inside her, he was already
admiring his handiwork and he had
another 6 beads to go. Twist, turn, roll
and push. That took care of another
two. He watched the delicious set of
her mouth, tight around the bit, as he
pressed in bead number 7.
‘Just relax and push your muscles
outward. We’re not going anywhere
until you’ve taken every last one of
them, filly.’
Not finished crawling? Good for you.
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Cover Reveal – Uriel’s Fall by Loralie Hall
T.F. Walsh – Fantasy Author
Today I'm very excited to share with you the new cover from Loralie Hall's urban fantasy… The cover alone has me hooked.
Fantastic! The book will be available 25th July, 2104. Can't wait to get my hands on it.
Blurb
What's a corporate demon to do when
the voice in her head is devouring her
sanity from the inside out, and the
hosts of heaven and hell would rather
see her destroyed than surrender a
power they shouldn't possess?
little more if a) she could remember
anything about her life before she
started working at Ubiquity, b) the
damn voice in her head would just shut
up already, and c) her boss wasn't a
complete dickhead.
Ronnie has the job any entry-level
angel or demon would sell their soul
for—she's a retrieval analyst for the
largest search engine in the world.
Ubiquity is a joint initiative between
heaven and hell. Because what better
way to track all of humanity's secrets,
both good and bad, than direct access
to their web browsing habits.
As she searches for the solutions to the
first two issues, and hopes the third will
work itself out in performance reviews,
she uncovers more petty backstabbing
than an episode of Real Housewives,
and a conspiracy as old as Lucifer's
descent from heaven. On top of all
that, if she forgets the cover sheet on
her TPS report one more time, she's
absolutely going on final written
warning.
She might appreciate the position a
Now Ronnie’s struggling to keep her