She wanted more – #NewRelease #Steampunk #Contest #Menage #MFRWsteam

Welcome to the MFRW Steam blog hop! Once a month, we authors who write on the spicier side get an MFRW-sanctioned opportunity to share our erotic visions with you, without toning down the heat.

Today I’m proud to present the first peek at my brand new novel The Master’s Mark, Book 3 in my Toymakers Guild series. This sexy steam punk romp is available for pre-order now; it will be released on Friday the 13^th.

To celebrate the release, I’m running a contest, between now and the end of January. The prize is a $10 book store gift certificate, plus an ebook copy of the new novel in your choice of formats.

Entering is really a snap. Just do the following:

• Send me an email at contest [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com
• In the body of the email, tell me the names of two characters in The Master’s Mark.

On the first of February, I will randomly draw a winner from among all the entries. Please note that I will not use your email for any purpose other than notifying you if you win, and to send you a single invitation to my email list.

Be sure to send your entry to the "contest" email address above. Otherwise I might not notice it.

Now... on to the steam!

Blurb

How do you train a steampunk sexbot?

Gillian Smith’s promotion to journeyman proves she’s ready to lead the Toymakers in producing astonishing new erotic artifacts. Creative, brilliant, and debauched, she’ll stretch her capabilities to the limit as she juggles a talent shortage and a pair of jealous rivals. Then there’s the challenge of their latest commission—a life-sized programmable sex doll intended to replace a client’s deceased paramour.

Normally she would consult the enigmatic Master Toymaker, but he seems preoccupied with his own concerns. Though her lusty crew of sexual renegades can offer technical and carnal assistance, Gillian is ultimately responsible for delivering the promised, near-impossible technology.

It’s fortunate she’s not one to give up—not even when events threaten the Guild’s very survival.

 

Excerpt (Five Flames)

“Shall we adjourn to the bed? I suspect we’ll be more comfortable.”

Obedient to her implied wishes, Rafe dropped his arm from her shoulder and took a step backward. She tried to extricate herself from Jeremiah’s grasp so she could lead the way. He would not release her. Instead, he shifted position and lifted her off her feet, cradling her in his arms. The unexpected move stole her breath and sent a bolt of heat straight to her sex. In seconds he’d carried her to the four-poster and deposited her gently upon the coverlet.

She reached for him, hungry for his warmth and weight upon her outstretched body. He grinned and shook his head. “Let us pleasure you first, my goddess.” His flowery speech would have made her laugh, had she not been so aroused. He nodded in Rafe’s direction. “Will you begin, friend?”

“Gladly.” The dark-haired journeyman clambered onto the mattress and knelt between her outstretched legs. Clasping her ankles, he urged her to bend at the knees, which naturally parted. As was usual, the silk drawers provided a gap at the crotch to facilitate necessary functions. Rafe leaned over to peel the soaked fabric away from her engorged quim and widen the slit. Lying upon her back, she couldn’t see him clearly, but she heard his lusty inhalation. “Ah, Jill! Your scent alone is almost enough to make me spend.”

He ran one finger through her drenched folds. She gasped at the sudden stimulation. “And your taste...” He sucked noisily on his fingers, as if he knew how the lewd sounds would excite her. “I’ve been starving for you, Jill.”

Matching actions to words, he helped himself to a generous mouthful of cunny-flesh. Firm, strong lips pressed against her labia, opening them to his agile tongue. It glided back and forth within her groove, flicking at her aching clit at one extreme of its trajectory, teasing her rear entrance at the other. Every so often, he’d plunge the appendage deep into her channel, using it like a miniature cock.

Pleasure raced through her, bewildering in its variety and intensity. The familiar ache of impending climax grew more urgent by the second. She tried to wrap her legs around his neck so she could pull him closer and grind her needy cunt against his face, but he held her thighs open with a casual strength that aroused her further.

“Oh, Rafe!” she moaned. “Please...” She lay back against her pillows, eyes shut, ceding control to his expert oral manipulations. Her world shrank to the simmering cauldron of delight between her thighs. The dance of his tongue in her trembling sex was her only reality. He pursed his lips around her clit, applying a delicate suction to that tender bud. Her pussy clenched as a pre-orgasmic shudder rippled through her.

As she teetered on the verge of spending, new sensations yanked her attention away from her cunt. Strong hands kneaded her breasts, delicious heat spreading through thin silk. The thumbs lightly circled her nipples without making direct contact. Electric shocks skittered from the untouched nubs down to her clit. She opened her eyes to find Jeremiah perched on the edge of the bed, his rampant cock jutting up between his powerful thighs. With a melting smile, he leaned over to suckle her.

A premonitory bolt of bliss shot from her breasts to her cunny. The wispy fabric of the chemise seemed to heighten the effects of his mouth. He tongued the sensitive tip while sucking with greater force. Meanwhile he rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it as though he were dialling up the level of her lust.

Her lovers kept her suspended over the abyss, drawn taut on the rack of pleasure. Finally, they cut her free. Jeremiah bit down on one nipple and pinched the other. At the same moment, Rafe raked his teeth across her clit while plunging two fingers into her channel. With a choked cry, she toppled into a bottomless well of bliss.

Pleasure flooded her in glorious waves, building, cresting, then breaking into blessed relief before building again. Her body twitched and rocked as Rafe licked her pussy and Jeremiah fondled her tingling breasts.

Gradually her quivering stilled. When her thoughts approached coherence again, she realised that the two men had changed places. Now Jeremiah devoured her sex. Meanwhile, Rafe had pushed the silk camisole up to her neck and clamped his warm, firm lips around her bared nipple.

Another spend flickered on the horizon like distant lightning. Their enthusiasm humbled her. They’d be perfectly happy for her to lie back and be driven to ecstasy once again, if that was what she wanted.

Gillian wanted more.

“Enough!” she said, pushing herself into a half-sit. “Enough foreplay. I’ve been nearly two weeks without your cocks. I want you inside me.”

Buy Links

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BRHGN35L

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0BRHGN35L

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1306694

Barnes and Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/2940165993299

Kobo – https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-master-s-mark-the-toymaker-s-guild-book-3

Apple Books – https://books.apple.com/us/book/x/id6445290161

Add on Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/75611538-the-master-s-mark

Be sure to visit the other authors participating in today’s hop! And don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

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