Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Available in PRINT!

Feels Like Home

Feels Like Home
by Marteeka Karland

Wild Creek, Texas is home to one Abigail Dupree. This feisty librarian can take on anyone, anywhere, anytime, but Jayce has her completely tied in knots. He always has. Fortunately for Abigail, she's got him just as bumfuzzled. The one woman Jayce could never get out of his head has always seemed unattainable. Not because he couldn't get her, but because he was seriously afraid her mother would take his manhood if he tried. What happens when Jayce gets the blessing of Mama Dupree—and the perfect setting to act out his desires?

Available in PRINT!


AVAILABLE IN PRINT!


Garrett was sure his obsession with Tessa would be the death of him. He'd watched her patiently for a very long time. Okay, so "patiently" wasn't exactly a good description. He'd run off every man within a mile of her for years. He knows her habit of skinny-dipping in the lake that joins their properties, and this time, he plans on taking advantage of it. Tessa thought Garrett was out of reach. He's ten years her senior and always has a horde of slim blondes hanging off him. She's short, curvy, and black. Definitely not his type. Too bad no one told Garrett that. Now, Garrett is determined Tessa will be his, and this is one cowboy who won't take "no" for an answer.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

AVAILABLE NOW! Dr's Orders from ARe

Dr's Orders
by Marteeka Karland and Shara Azod


Dani's in need of some medical advice. A late night examination proves Dr. Sander has the cure for her condition -- as long as she follows the Dr.'s orders. Medicine has never been so easy to take.


EXCERPT!



Dani squirmed in the little chair behind the nurses' station, trying to concentrate on anything but Doc Bergman and all his Scandinavian deliciousness.

"Call me Sander," he'd said in that yummy, deep, accented voice. "There's no one here but the two of us most nights, anyway."

Hence her biggest problem. She had no business feeling all carnal toward the doctor she manned the rural clinic with from nine at night until five in the morning.

Because of budget cuts and an abysmal economy, the tiny clinic masquerading as a hospital could only afford to employ one doctor, a general practitioner, and one nurse practitioner for the shift.

Dani preferred nights. It was a heck of a lot quieter than during normal business hours when people generally came in. Only five of the ten rooms were occupied at the moment. Nothing too serious -- serious cases were Medi-Vaced to County General immediately -- but serious enough that they couldn't go home. The patients all slept through the night, more or less.

Of course, Mrs. Martsten, a regular patient, was eighty-seven going on five with no one at home to look after her. The daytime doc just wanted to make sure she was taken care of.

So here Dani was. The all-too-handsome European transplanted MD leaned over the counter, giving her such a wicked grin she swore her panties had melted. Damn it, she was wearing powder blue scrubs -- she couldn't afford to get this wet, and with no touching to boot. It was criminal the way that man could make her feel.

"So are you going to help me with my little problem, Nurse Ellison?" Lord, but he knew how to pour it on thick. Her cunt spasmed just from those ice blue eyes trailing her body as if she were sitting there in the buff.

Yep, he needed to be arrested right away. He was dangerous to the female population. "I see no evidence of any medical malady, Doctor Bergman." She, on the other hand, definitely had a fever. And heart palpitations. And way too much estrogen running amok through her body.

"You think not?" Oh, he just had to go and step into the tiny nurses' station, didn't he? "And what is this if not a problem?"

Although Dani knew she really shouldn't have, she looked to where one long, thick finger was pointing. Her breath caught, and beads of sweat popped out on her forehead. Good Mother Mary and the Three Wise Kings -- that could not possibly be real. The erection pressing insistently against his scrubs was one impressive log of pleasure just waiting to happen. Her mouth started to water, and one of her legs was moving up and down as if it wanted her to jump, and jump now.

"I look at you, and this happens." Sander had the nerve to look all lost and forlorn as he shook his head sadly. "No other woman does this to me. Only a cold, hard nurse who refuses to give me even a little kiss."

Bullshit on top of bullshit, and Dani could care less. It sounded so damn good she would swallow that bullshit whole and ask for more. She really needed to get away from this man before she did something stupid. Instead she sat there like a bump on a log as the sexy Swedish man moved closer and closer until he was right there, bending down over her.

"Why do you not give me just one little kiss, Dani?"

How the hell was she supposed to say no to all that scrumptious maleness all up in her face like that? His exceedingly kissable-looking lips inched toward her, and Dani didn't move back. She wouldn't admit to a soul that she leaned into him. Not ever.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Solum's Aurora -- A Collection

Solum's Aurora
A Collection by Marteeka Karland


Deep in the hostile Aurora Nebula, the planet Solum is home to a myriad of different cultures. Men and women who have built lives against the odds in this dangerous environment find love and adventure as they risk everything to bring life to Solum. All the while, the nebula surrounds them and provides the perfect backdrop for a sexy seduction.

This collection contains the previously published Hot Flashes Sealed with a KissIn A Different LightFlash DanceTaken by Surprise, and Yule Tied.

Publisher's Note: Although "Solum's Aurora" is primarily a collection of male/female erotic romance, please be advised that the short story "Flash Dance" contains male/male sexual encounters.



EXCERPT!

Captain Daxon Sha'gar's vivid violet gaze roamed Marie's body hungrily. Her light gray work unitard must surely give him an eyeful, for it hugged every curve of her body, including the painfully hard nipples she knew were not hidden beneath the built-in bra.

God! The man was gorgeous! Her breathing quickened as she took in his angular features. She hadn't been this excited for a man in her whole life, and she'd only seen him for a few seconds.
He quizzed her for almost three hours on technical and operational issues in the quiet back room of a local pub. The inquisition wasn't abnormal; after all, she was hoping to be his computer and mechanical engineer. The length was another matter entirely.

She became restless after an hour, edgy after two. When he began repeating himself at the beginning of the third hour, she could feel her face heating up with her anger. Still, she needed this job, so she put up with it.

After telling him for the second time that the only Oscillation Overthruster she'd ever heard of was in a Buckaroo Banzai movie, she snapped. She planted her hands on her hips, knowing it would thrust her breasts forward and would probably cause his attention to wander. Sure enough, his gaze fell from her face squarely to her heaving chest. Inwardly, she rolled her eyes. So, Captain Hot-to-Trot liked what he saw, too.

But irritation was her predominant emotion and he had to know he could only push her so far. "Look, buster. Are you going to hire me or not? I could go to any skin bar in this crummy sector and get my tits ogled and I'd at least get paid for it."

When he opened his mouth, she added, "And it wouldn't take three fucking hours, either." His smile was slight, but acknowledged her statement. She was a little shocked at him for not denying it, as most men she knew would have.

"In that case, you're hired." His expression was mild, but completely unreadable. "I'd hate for you to have to make your living showing your tits in a skin bar." He glanced at her bosom once more. "Some of the clientele in those establishments aren't content to simply ogle."

He rose smoothly, muscles playing under the snug, black pants molding his thick thighs. Marie was considered average in height for a human female. She wasn't sure where her new captain was from, but he made her feel positively tiny.

She probably hit him about mid-chest, if she was lucky, and the amount of muscle on this prime specimen of manhood was matched only by the amount of muscle between his legs. Those snug britches clung to one healthy, mouth-watering bulge, and Marie wanted to explore every square inch of it.

Along with the rest of him.

As he rose, she followed suit and extended her hand. He simply looked at it until his bewildered eyes met hers once more.

"It's an Earth tradition to shake hands after a deal is made," she said. "It means the negotiations are over and the deal won't be changed on the word of both parties."

"Ah," he said and smiled. "On my planet, we also have a custom." He moved toward her with the grace of a feline. A feline stalking his prey. "We seal our bargains with a kiss."

Saturday, May 7, 2011

$0.01 SALE! Chocolate Covered Cheri

Chocolate Covered Cheri
ON SALE FOR ONLY ONE PENNY!



Jedadiah Blackheart has had one thing on his mind since the company Christmas party and that's getting his assistant, Cheri Dodson, armpit deep in a vat of chocolate so he can lick it all off. When his company lands the Choco Chocolate campaign, Jedadiah finds a way to live out his ultimate fantasy.

Cheri knows Jedadiah is up to something when she sees his inner sanctum turned into a chocolate lover's paradise. And she's sure whatever it is, it's certainly no good for her.

Or is it?

Sex and chocolate is always a good thing.

EXCERPT!


Jedadiah tinkered with the cameras and made sure all the remotes were covered in plastic. He’d sent Cheri off to dress in the bathing suit that matched her hair exactly. It was conservative enough to keep her comfortable, but he didn’t plan on her wearing it very long. He’d kept his jeans on, but he didn’t plan on wearing them very long, either. Which was probably a good thing because his cock was cramped inside the tight denim.

This was it. Licking chocolate from Cheri’s delectable body would be the greatest pleasure of his life. Thus far, anyway. He planned on having many more pleasures from her, assuming he could convince her to let him. When she entered the room, she was covered throat to mid-thigh in a white terry robe and looked like she was going to her doom.

“Where do you want me?”

Jedadiah opened his mouth to say, “In my bed would be nice,” but he covered the statement by clearing his throat. “Over there,” he finally managed. “By the chocolate mousse. Keep the robe on for now.”

It was time to go to work. Jedadiah tried to clear his mind and get the necessary shots so he could put this project to bed and do the same with Cheri, but it wasn’t going to be easy. Even not trying to be sexy, Cheri was everything he found sexy in every woman he’d ever admired. She had her back to him, and the robe hugged her ass just the way he wanted to.

He swallowed and shook his head once. He could do this. The quicker he got finished, the quicker he could explore other activities.

Cheri turned to face him. She stood by a table with the dessert displayed in a tall, clear crystal dish with an intricate pattern etched into the glass. A silver spoon lay on the lace cloth covering the table. All the preliminary shots were done. All he had to do was get a few of her doing various things before they moved to the fountain. He’d join her then.

“OK,” he said, anxious to get things moving so he could get to his dessert. “Pick up the spoon first, then the mousse. Look at the camera and smile.” She did, but she looked anything but relaxed, so Jedadiah tried a different approach. “Hmm. Lay the spoon back down and scoop some of the mousse up with a finger. Not a lot, but enough to get a taste.”

“Look.” She blew one stray curl from her forehead, and Jedadiah almost lost focus again. That curl made him want to tangle his fingers through her hair as he -- “If I’m going to do that, I want a good taste. Like this.” Cheri scooped up a big dollop off the top with her finger and held it there. She raised an eyebrow and looked straight at Jedadiah a moment before slowly and deliberately sticking the digit into her mouth and sucking off the dark, fluffy chocolate.

Jedadiah swallowed. “Do that again.”

She did. This time, she took a dollop from the side and, just as slowly, just as deliberately, she stuck her finger into her mouth. When she pulled her hand away, she’d left a dab on her top lip. Her tongue darted out to lick the little bit away, and Jedadiah had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from saying to hell with the whole thing and just jumping her.

“That’s it. Again.”

She did, never taking her eyes from Jedadiah.

“OK. Same thing, but wait for me to join you.” This would be great footage, but Jedadiah was more concerned with getting back into Cheri’s arms. Well, that and painting her body with the mousse and licking it off. Somehow, he doubted she’d let him do it that easily. He set the digital cameras to capture and checked both computers to make sure the feed was indeed recording, then he took his place beside Cheri.

She didn’t take her eyes off him, but slowly scooped up another finger-full and brought it to her mouth. Jedadiah brushed the missed chocolate from the corner of her mouth and laid his finger on her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked the digit once. Up until that moment, Jedadiah thought she was totally unaffected by what she was doing. Then he saw her swallow and felt the slight tremble of her lips.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” Normally, Jedadiah wouldn’t like the husky whisper he’d been reduced to, but if he helped her understand how much she affected him, he didn’t really care.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

May the Fourth...

Today, May 4th, is International Star Wars Day.

May the fourth be with you...

*ducking*

Sunday, May 1, 2011