Review Tuesday: Prescription for Love - #ReviewTuesday #EroticRomance #Mexico

Prescription for Love by Fiona McGier

Smashwords & Amazon KDP, 2010

Dr. Enrique Reyes grew up in Chicago, but he has set up his practice in his grandfather’s small town in Mexico. Though he’s a long way from the rest of his extended family, he feels a strong connection to the home of his ancestors. The townspeople like and respect him, and he’d generally happy. The only thing missing in his life is a woman to love – someone who both fires his passion and inspires his respect.

Research biologist Tanora Doyle has come to Mexico for her field work, searching the jungle for medicinal plants. Stubborn, ambitious and bossy, Nora’s not the sort of woman to be wowed by a man, even someone as attractive and well-spoken as Enrique. Indeed, since she was raped at gun-point while out jogging, she has pretty much given up on men and sex. Still, when she shows up in Enrique’s office with a broken wrist, Enrique’s almost certain she’s the special someone he’s been seeking. Now all he has to do is convince Tanora of this fact.

Prescription for Love is a lusty, enjoyable erotic romance with two distinctive and appealing protagonists. Ms. McGier’s love scenes really sizzle. Her characters take their time, enjoying every touch and tease. If you’re looking for hot, mutually satisfying sex, this book (like everything I’ve read by this author) really delivers.

From a plot perspective, I found the novel somewhat less impressive. Boy meets girl, they fall in love, and they have hot sex, as expected in erotic romance. However, the primary conflict, Tanora’s scars from her rape, seems to be resolved much too easily.

Meanwhile, I didn’t find the attempted rape later in the book very plausible. I mean, the scene itself was vivid and well-written, but the notion that the local men with whom she’d already traveled into the jungle would suddenly turn around and become rapists seemed a bit strange. Tanora’s smart, and it seems she would never have trusted creatures as loathsome as the would-be-rapists.

Finally, I found Enrique’s and Tanora’s cavalier attitude toward birth control surprising and distressing. I understand the erotic kick that comes from bearing your soul mate’s child. I believe this is why the author included the pregnancy element in the book. However, it really doesn’t seem that a cautious and methodological person like Tanora would leave contraception to chance – especially since her own mother had serious problems with childbirth. At the same time, the notion that a medical doctor would encourage unplanned pregnancy struck me as slightly horrifying.

None of these issues kept me from enjoying the book. However, I know from experience that Fiona McGier can do better.

He's not willing to share... #EroticRomance #BikerQueen #FionaMcGier

Blurb

Tough-as-nails businesswoman by day, Alexandra is a biker queen by night. When a large Russian man inserts himself into her life, she follows her instincts to some explosive sex. But he's not willing to share her with her gang, and she's not willing to give up other men.

When two of her bikers are killed, Dmitri is the main suspect. How far is he willing to go to keep her to himself? And has she really fallen in love for the first time ever -with a murderer?

Note: Lisabet reviewed this book years ago, when it was first published: 

 

A good deal of the book is devoted to the wild, delicious sex that Alex and Dimitri share. I was impressed by the variety Ms. McGier included in the sex scenes, despite the fact that all were heterosexual and vanilla. Her protagonists have a phenomenal capacity for pleasure that reminds me of my younger, wilder days.

Overall, I really enjoyed Only One Man Will Do. It’s a sexy and satisfying romance— especially recommended if you’re tired of doormat heroines! I strongly identified with Alex. I too believed I could never be happy with just one man. For once, I was glad to be proved wrong, and so, ultimately, is she.

Excerpt

This is the first morning after Alexandra invited Dmitri to spend the night with her -after they destroyed some of her office furniture and her business suit in her office. She has to meet her dad briefly, so Dmitri will have to leave. But what about the evening?

Dmitri took a big swallow of his coffee before he spoke. "Does this mean you're throwing me out after breakfast and -" his dark eyes glittered like coals, "More world-class fucking?"

Alexandra leaned back in her chair and sipped her coffee slowly. "Depends. The only plan I have is to meet Dad. I'll only be there for a couple of hours. After that, I'd like to grab some dinner, then go hit some biker bars. I get antsy this time of year, when I can't just hop on my bike and ride. I hate having to drive in my SUV to go party, but it's impossible to stay on the road on a Harley with this much snow and ice. I hate March! I'm so tired of cold and snow!"

"Are you inviting me to tag along?"

Her hazel eyes sparkled with amusement. "Do you think you're up for it? I'm well-known in the places I hang out in. The guys will want to test you, to be sure you're good enough for me. You might end up in a few fights before the night is over."

He poured himself more coffee and after stirring milk into it, looked deeply into her eyes. "Will the night be over after the bars? Or am I invited to once again, share your bed? Or is that what you expect I'll be fighting for, when the other bikers are testing me?"

Alexandra laughed. "You're really something, you know that? No, the night won't be over after the bars. And yes, you'll be getting tested by other men. You can pretty much assume that I've fucked most of the guys in the bars. I've been riding with my gang for a long time. I hand-picked who's allowed to ride with me."

He nodded. "The women too?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Are you asking me if I swing both ways?"

"I might be."

"Why? You wanna watch?"

"Watching someone else make you come is not my idea of a good time." He growled as he got up. He moved quickly to stand in front of her and pulled her hands to get her to stand up. One hand quickly moved behind her to cup her butt cheek, pressing her into his cock. His other hand tweaked her nipple then trailed up her neck to rest under her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Don't you like to share?" She felt like she was poking at a dangerous animal.

He growled again, shaking his head slowly. "No!" His hand moved back into her hair to pull her head forward as he crushed her lips with his.

She whimpered as he moved his hips back, to allow him to force his cock between her legs. She squeezed her upper thighs together, feeling him harden even more from the pressure. "Bedroom?" Her voice was a hoarse croak, her throat raspy from panting.

They only made it as far as the living room before he bent her over the back of the couch and eased himself into her again.

Hey, when you're attempting to seduce a woman who loves sex as much as she does, you'd better be prepared to satisfy her in a big way, and often!

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Falling in love can be deadly.... #FionaMcGier #Spies #EroticRomance #OnSale

Blurb

Sheena has spent twelve years saving the world, one assignment at a time. She enjoys the work, but is getting bored. She tries her usual cure; a new man. What starts out as a hot affair with a famous Native American action movie star becomes serious – she develops feelings. And in her world, even having feelings is dangerous. Indulging them by falling in love can be deadly – for both of them.

Excerpt

Set-up

This is the first time they have sex. Sheena has told him her name is Lenora, and invited him to join her in an agency-owned apartment, explaining to him that once he leaves, he won't be able to return. Reluctantly, he agrees.

"When I get called back to work, I have to go. Until then, I belong to you."

Agreed. Now can we get to the bedroom? Or do I have to take you here?"

"Here, in there, in the bathtub, and anywhere else we can think of. There are a lot of hours in a day." It was increasingly difficult to talk, with his hands setting her skin on fire all over her body.

"What do I get out of my concession?" They got up off of the couch.

She took his hand to lead him into the bedroom, giving him an arch look backwards over her shoulder. "I not only know the entire Kama Sutra, but I wrote a couple more chapters for it, with positions those ancient Indian guys never even thought of!"

He let out a low groan as she led him into the bedroom, and he took in the king-sized bed with the mirrors all around it. "Then if we only have a few days, we'd better get going right now!" He threw his jacket on the floor, then sat on the bed. Pulling her close, he nibbled at her lips, while she stood in front of him and quivered. His hands started at her thighs, then massaged their way up to the top of the zipper for her dress. He pulled the zipper down, then slowly slid the dress off of her shoulders, down her body, to reveal the matching lace bra, garters and thong that she wore underneath it.

"Wait." He was panting, leaning his head against her chest, trying to concentrate enough to make coherent words come out. "Birth control. I have condoms with me. Do we need them?"

Pleased at his thoughtfulness, she smiled, looking him in the eye when he gazed up at her. "No, we don't. I'm on the pill, and it's a special, proto-type thing, that also has disease-fighting properties. All of my recent STD tests were negative, so as long as you are okay with that, it’s enough for me."

"Good!" He groaned as he lay back on the bed, pulling her on top of him again, while he fumbled at the clasp for her bra.

When he had it undone, she sat up, straddling him as he pulled her bra off. She ground herself on his erection, ignoring the almost painful feeling of the zipper cutting into her, as she pulled off his shirt, then leaned over to lick and suck at his nipples.

His hands were busy on her body, then he pushed her over, to hold her hands over her head, as he bent his head down to allow his tongue to explore each breast. "I get the feeling you are used to being in control, Lenora," he said in a low voice. "But so am I. So what do we do? Who's in charge now?" He was making her moan and squirm, his mouth fastened on one nipple. He alternately licked, suckled, and bit at her nipple, while twisting the other one gently, then with more force, varying the pressure on both. He had let go of her hands to concentrate on her breasts.

She got busy with those hands. She slid them into his pants, and kneaded his butt cheeks. So hard, so firm, and so strong! Then she pulled her hands out and pushed at him, to get him to lift his hips enough for her to work at the zipper that had been digging into her. Once she had it undone, she slid his pants down and was finally able to grasp his swollen cock. The size of it increased her feeling of anticipation, while the time and attention he was giving to foreplay promised a sensitive and attentive lover--something she had not had in a very long time.

He hesitated now, looking deeply into her eyes. "Last one naked has to be on the bottom?"

With a smile she pushed him off of her, and quickly tore off her thong, leaving the garter belt and nylons still on. His pants tossed off into the corner, he reached for her again, the look in his eyes almost feral as he crawled towards her, then positioned himself between her legs, and began to rub himself against her. Feeling her slick and ready for him, he firmly grabbed both of her hips, and steadily pushed his way into her hot core. She came almost immediately.

* * * *

Her quick response seemed to surprise him, the spasms of her inner muscles causing him to almost lose his tenuous control over his own instincts. He pulled back and pounded himself into her over and over, drawing himself almost all of the way out then slamming back into her, and each time he filled her again, he felt her quiver into another orgasm. He grunted with his efforts, dug his fingers into her butt cheeks, and gritted his teeth, to try to regain control over himself, but the battle was already lost. He threw his head back and howled, as his orgasm made him spasm repeatedly inside of her, the hot come forcing itself higher and higher into her. Yet still he shook and trembled, in tune with her multiple orgasms.

* * * *

She rode his orgasm, spiraling into yet more and more for herself, screaming out her pleasure. Finally he collapsed onto her, and she lay almost unconscious. She was aware that she could barely breathe, but was not able to complain about it, since she was still having smaller orgasm-spasms that made her whimper and clench herself around his still-formidable, semi-erect manhood.

"Am I crushing you?" He spoke quietly when her muscles finally stopped quivering and squeezing him, and she lay still.

"Yes, but I don't care."Her hands were busy rubbing his back, massaging the length of him, from his perfectly-shaped butt cheeks, up to his wide shoulders, then back down again. She felt as if she would never be able to get enough of feeling his skin under her hands, or of his body inside of her, and she was loathe to let go of him with any part of herself.

"Turn on your side, honey, and I will too. That way I can stay inside of you, but you will be able to breathe easier."

They both turned, and he moved her top leg onto his hip, so that he maintained the depth of penetration that kept his balls snug against her butt.

She was surprised that he started to push back and forth, and wiggle himself around in her. "What? Are you already up for more?"

He smiled at her, a cross between a wicked leer, and a smoldering look of passion, his dark eyes black with emotion. "I told you it had been a long time for me. I didn't have any plans to end my voluntary abstinence until I saw you. Then I realized just how long it had been, and the urge to take you was overwhelming. We're both lucky that I was able to control myself until we got up here. The paparazzi would have had a field day!"

To find out more about me and my books, you can visit me.

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Review Tuesday: Only One Man Will Do by Fiona McGier

Only One Man Will Do by Fiona McGier

Eternal Press, 2013

Alexandra Blackstone lives a double life. During the week, she’s the tough-as-nails CEO of a top marketing firm in Minneapolis. On weekends, she dons her leathers, mounts her Harley and heads for the country to become Alex, flame-haired queen of a biker gang into hard riding, hard drinking and no-holds-barred group sex. In both roles, Alexandra is on top, and that’s the way she likes it.

Her prodigious sexual appetite can’t be satisfied by a single man, or so she believes, until she meets Dimitri Illyanovitch. The charming, infuriating Russian with the shadowy background challenges her in every way. His sexual stamina and erotic ingenuity keep her coming back for more, even though she’s convinced she’ll tire of him eventually, as she has of all her other favorites. Then there’s his gourmet cooking—not to mention his expert massages! Even as Alex worries that she’s giving the ex-KGB agent the wrong idea about a possible future, she can’t stop reacting to his burly physicality.

For Dimitri, searching out Alex’s secret identity was just business, fulfilling a favor for an influential friend. Their first carnal encounter, on Alex’s desk, is enough to change everything. In the sensual, bossy red-head he recognizes his perfect partner—a woman who’s smart, passionate and dedicated to living her life on her own terms. He wants to be the only man in that life, her permanent lover and comrade.

When her father jettisoned her mother for a young trophy wife, though, Alex swore she’d never belong to any man. Even the most ecstatic sex on the planet isn’t enough to convince her to give up her polyandrous ways and settle down. What will it take for Dimitri to change her mind?

Only One Man Will Do is hotter than Hades and hugely entertaining. What vicarious fun, being in Alexandra’s head (and voluptuous body)! She’s a kick-ass heroine who can be ruthless, but ultimately turns out to care deeply for her gang and for Dimitri. As for the Russian charmer—Ms. McGier is fond of saying that she writes beta heroes, but I don’t see anything beta about Dimitri, unless it’s the fact that he’s a whiz in the kitchen. I’d fall in love with him in a minute, but then I’m not as stubborn as Ms. Blackstone.

A good deal of the book is devoted to the wild, delicious sex that Alex and Dimitri share. I was impressed by the variety Ms. McGier included in the sex scenes, despite the fact that all were heterosexual and vanilla. Her protagonists have a phenomenal capacity for pleasure that reminds me of my younger, wilder days.

Ms. McGier’s writes clean, careful prose that moves the story forward at a brisk pace. Although the POV alternates rather frequently between Dimitri and Alex, there’s none of the confusion associated with head-hopping. My most serious complaint about the book’s craft relates to the treatment of secondary characters. There are several scenes early in the book that involve members of biker gang, but they’re treated more or less as faceless extras. In the second half of the novel, though, the identities and personalities of her cohorts suddenly become important to the plot, and all at once they turn into distinct individuals. This felt somewhat awkward to me. It would have been smoother to have developed these characters from the beginning.

Overall, though, I really enjoyed Only One Man Will Do. It’s a sexy and satisfying romance— especially recommended if you’re tired of doormat heroines! I strongly identified with Alex. I too believed I could never be happy with just one man. For once, I was glad to be proved wrong, and so, ultimately, is she.

Prophecy of the Undead

[My sneak peak today is a Mayan vampire romance by Fiona McGier, entitled Prophecy of the Undead. Enjoy! ~ Lisabet]

Blurb

Keisha is a neurobiology researcher determined to discover the secret to intelligence to save humanity from itself. What she learns leads her to realize a bigger threat comes from beyond the stars. Yuri is a Russian vampire whose long-dead feelings respond to the scientist whose brain he admires but whose curves he can't resist. Will his love reach the places in her heart that she has ignored for so long? And can they defeat the prophecy of the undead to find happiness sharing eternity?

Ebook buy link: http://eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615727988

Available in print soon!

Excerpt

Keisha wakes up to find herself tied up in the trunk of a car, and futilely tries to escape while the men had to walk to a gas station when they ran out of gas. They've returned:

The trunk opened and Keisha closed her eyes, hoping that if she appeared to be still unconscious, they would leave her alone.

She felt the tip of a gun against her cheek as it stroked her face.

“Aw, she’s still out cold. That’s no fun.”

“Just feel her up then let’s get out of here. I’m getting a weird feeling that we’re being watched...”

“By who? There’s no one else out in this God-forsaken...what the fuck?”

Keisha heard a swooshing sound and opened her eyes to see a blur of movement. There was a snarling growl, combined with the yells of real fear, coming from her two tormentors.

“Kill the bitch!.”

She felt the gun stuck into her ribs and held her breath, waiting for death. The gun fired. The bullet tore its way through her skin and chest muscles, burned through her lung, and severed arteries as it lodged in her heart. She found it difficult to let out the breath or to breathe in any more air.

There was the awful sound of breaking bones...then silence.

Someone leaned over into the trunk and lifted her gently out as if she was as light as a child. She felt herself being laid on the ground and fought to breathe as her blood pulsed out of her through the chest wound, soaking her clothes and making them stick to her. Her rescuer tore through the knots that she was unable to budge. She tried to thank him with her last gasps of air.

“Tha...thanks.” She choked on her own blood and her head swam.

“Keisha, look at me,” he commanded in a voice that sounded vaguely familiar, but very distant, as if she was moving far away from him.

She tried to focus her gaze but merely saw the outlines of a man’s torso, with a face barely visible, topped with white hair that shone in the dim moonlight.

“I had hoped to spare you this but I have no other choice now. I can’t lose you...I won’t. You must choose right now, before it’s too late. Do you want to live?”

In her mind she giggled but all that came out of her mouth was a gargling sound.

“Um, yeah...don’t think...option anymore...”

“Yes, it is. But if I do this thing, you will be changed. You will be alive, yet not alive. Are you sure you want me to do this?”

Her head nodded up and down as darkness descended, her vision clouded by the blood that was everywhere now. She drifted off and idly wondered if she was going anywhere or if she was just going to lose consciousness and that would be the end of thought.

Suddenly her mind was invaded by a tall, blond man with an intense look in his eyes that shone with a black fire in their depths.

What are you doing here? I’m busy dying...who are you?

“You are dying but not in the way you expect. What I’m doing is ensuring that you will wake up again tomorrow night. What images would you like me to entertain you with as your body dies?”

She tried to shrug but was unable to move any part of her body.
She felt herself being held by strong arms, with the tiny hairs on her neck standing at full attention while the lips on her neck created a drowsy drugged feeling in her mind.

“How about something erotic?”

Like?

She was suddenly on a downy-soft bed, naked, with a man’s head between her thighs. His tongue was driving her mad with desire as he alternated between licking her from front to back, and nibbling on her clit gently. When his fingers pulled the hood back and his teeth grazed her clit, she screamed with pleasure as the orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tsunami. She rose up off of the bed with the tightening of her muscles. Then the man loomed before her, spread her thighs uncomfortably wide and his hips surged forward. The pleasure she had just felt multiplied as his massive organ pushed its way into her, stretching her almost beyond comfort. He filled her, then withdrew only to slam into her again and again. It was almost more than she could bear. She screamed as he came, the force of his orgasm making her spasm with an intensity to match his own.

He growled like a wild animal as he pulsated inside of her. Her muscles clenched around him. Her orgasms were like a roller coaster of pleasure, pushing her up a hill then crashing her down on the other side.

The last thing she remembered was his voice telling her, "Drink. Drink deeply. Take as much as you can hold. I have emptied you; now, fill yourself with me."

I’m already filled with you. Her thoughts were her own but inexplicably she felt his chest move as he chuckled. Everything went black and she drifted off into nothingness.

Bio: Fiona has always had stories in her head, with characters telling her about their lives. Often she wakes up with entire story arcs that she has to feverishly write down before starting her day. Now that her four children are erudite young adults, she hides from everyone for hours, bringing the stories to life. She hopes that you enjoy your short trip into her mind as you meet some of the heroines and heroes who live there, and now on these pages also. If you want to read more, she has a series of six contemporary romance books about the members of a large Hispanic family, The Reyes Family Romances. She also wrote two books about female spies who work for a top-secret international agency, as well as two stand-alone contemporary romances. Visit her at: www.fionamcgier.com, where the first page is her blog.

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