Happy Thursday everyone! I’m Dakota Trace. Before I go any further, however I’d like to thank the lovely Sheri for having me on her site once again – especially after the madness that ensued the last time. I really shouldn’t let my muse, Livvy, out unattended. She finds the most delightful mischief. Well, I’ve learned my lesson and though she’s with me this time, I’ve brought along another character from my Doms of Napa Valley to help me keep her in line.
“While I had originally planned on talking about Bella’s role as Zebadiah’s confidant in Essential Master, I’ve come to the conclusion that my plans – especially those involving my muse never go as expected and have thrown out my clipboard. Instead, I’m going to let you know about today’s daily contest - there’s a chance to win the first book in my Doms of Napa Valley, Temporary Master, and be entered into the grand prize, but we’ll get to that because…” I glance down at my watch. “…Livvy and Bella are due to arrive any moment with Ms. Sheri’s gift and the grand prize basket. Hopefully Bella has guarded it carefully. There’s a bag of chocolate in there that I’ve replaced twice since the beginning of the blog tour.”
A loud gong sounds.
“And that would be Livvy.” I turn as Livvy – looking no worse for the wear from her time spent with Master Ethan, saunters in, wearing a black corset with silver accents and a pair of dark leather pants. On her feet are a pair of stilettos I’d kill myself in if I even tried to wear them.
“Hey, slave. I’m here. Did you wait for me?” She unwrapped a silver foiled chocolate. I just shook my head – chalk it up to three bags.
“I just mentioned the giveaways but hadn’t got any further. Where is Bella?” I put a hand on my hip. “You were supposed to bring her with you.”
She shrugged. “I showed up to pick her up and for some reason Ethan wouldn’t let her out of the house, and from the sounds coming from their room, I think he’s busy working on those babies.”
I wanted to slap my forehead in frustration. It looked like I was going to end up having to give Ethan and Bella babies Livvy had been pushing for. “Dammit, Livvy. Didn’t I tell you that they needed more time?”
She popped the kiss into her mouth, a blissful expression crossing her face as she sucked on the chocolate. The things my muse did with chocolate should’ve been outlawed. Finally she swallowed, her tongue peeking out from behind her lips as she reached for another chocolate. “Slave, Ethan isn’t getting any younger. He’s nearly forty. He needs those babies now before he’s too old to play with them.”
Another reoccurring argument between my muse and myself. Men could and did have babies into their golden years, but she kept pushing for earlier rather than later. Realizing that I was going to get any peace until I relented, I gave in. “Fine, I’ll give them a couple of babies.”
Livvy’s face lit up and she actually jumped for joy.
I rolled my eyes. “But I’m not writing it in until Davis gets his book. They can practice for a while.”
Livvy actually stuck out her lip and pouted. “But you’re writing Kaleb’s story first…you won’t start Davis’s story until this fall.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Take it or leave it.”
She seemed to contemplate me for a minute. Finally she nodded. “Fine. In Davis’s story. I’m so excited. They’re sooo gonna have triplets…”
“Whoa!” I held up a hand. “I didn’t say anything about multiple babies. Bella will kill me if I give her triplets.”
“Naw…so what do you say we get on with this contest thing.” Livvy snuck another chocolate, her attention wandering off now that she’d gotten what she wanted. “Before I eat all this chocolate and move onto the fudge you made for Sheri?”
I sighed. We’d work out the number of babies later. “Okay, as I mentioned we are giving away a free copy of Ethan and Bella’s story, Temporary Master. Just read the blurb and excerpt below. Then answer the question at the end in the comments and make sure to put your email in the comment. It will enter you to win the book, and this lovely basket.” I gestured to the large red and white popcorn tub filled with a box of microwave popcorn, a half-eaten bag of Hershey’s Kisses, and two DVDs – the complete season of Firefly and the follow-up movie, Serenity. “Of course the Hershey’s Kisses won’t be opened. I’ll make sure it’s an untouched by a certain muse before I send it.”
“Goodie.” Livvy pulled the Hershey’s bag out of the basket. “This is mine. You should’ve know better than to include chocolate, Slave, if you didn’t want me to swipe part of the basket again.”
Watching her disappear, I just shrugged my shoulders. With a muse like Livvy, I should’ve know better. “Anyway, thanks for stopping by today and I’ll be over at my own blog tomorrow wrapping up the blog hop. I’ll be announcing the winners of the grand prize and runner up prize on Monday, June 10th. Thanks for having me, Sheri. It was a blast and enjoy the fudge.”
Submissive Zebadiah Pellegrino maybe down, but he's not out yet. He knows there is a Dom or Domme for him - it's just a matter of finding him or her. But after an attack by a brutal Mistress, the owners of New Beginnings have been hovering like a pair of over protective hens. It's been over a year and he's ready to move on, but now he just has to convince them or leave New Beginnings.
New members, Dom Nicholaus Tarquinio and switch Stephanie McKeown have a unique D/s relationship and have been searching for some time for a third member, a submissive to complete their triad. But the trick is to find a man who not only appeals to Nicholaus's domination but isn't above allowing Stephanie to have her fun too.
When Zebadiah catches Stephanie's eye, she and Nicholaus approach the wounded sub, wondering if he's truly ready take what they have to offer him, or is Ethan right about Zebadiah not being ready? Only time will tell.
Forgoing the bathroom, Nicholaus let himself out the back door quietly. He’d nearly lost it earlier when Zeb had turned those pretty little lapis-hued eyes towards him and he saw the desire to submit in them. If it hadn’t been for Steph’s clearing her throat, he’d have kissed the man and said to hell with waiting. It hadn’t helped either that Zeb was much like Steph while sleeping, curling himself around him until barely a breath separated their bodies. Zeb had ended up with his head pillowed on Nicky’s chest while the fingers on one hand had burrowed under the hem of his t-shirt to settle against his abs, and the rest of his body had pressed against Nicky’s entire left side. Steph’s comment about them looking like two bugs in a rug as they cuddled on the recliner at one end of the sectional couldn’t have been truer.
“Shit.” Raking his hand through his hair, he paced back and forth between the door and the parking area outside the house. In the distance he could see the roof of the club. If he didn’t get himself under control, Davis and Ethan were going to have to haul his ass down there and lock him in one of the cages. For a man used to being in control, his edginess was pissing him off.
“Nicholaus?” The soft inquiry from behind him had him turning. Standing in the open door behind him was Bella, Ethan’s submissive. “Why are you out here?”
He smiled and tried to keep his voice pleasant. It wouldn’t do to bite off the submissive’s head who belonged to one of the men who controlled his time with Zebadiah. “Needed a breather and wanted to stretch my legs.”
Pushing open the door, Bella joined him. “And that’s not a hard-on I see stretching your pants all out of shape.” Even as she said the words, a light pink blush graced her cheeks. “Come with me.” She looped her arm through his and tugged him towards the duck pond. “I know the limits set on you by Davis and Ethan are trying.”
He nodded, shortening his strides to match hers. “They are but I’m not complaining.” The last thing he wanted was for her to think he was complaining. It might get back to Ethan and he didn’t want to give the man a reason to cut off his access to Zeb.
“You’re a Dom. I wouldn’t expect you to, but nonetheless, here you are outside trying to walk off your frustration. It shows how much you care, that you’re controlling yourself.”
They stopped by the bench where he’d found Zebadiah the day before. Had it only been a day? It seemed like much more than that. But then with the drama unfolding around the man he wanted, it wasn’t surprising that it’d felt like longer.
“I’m trying. I almost kissed him, which is why I hightailed it out here.”
“So?” She seemed intrigued. “Why would that be a bad thing? You obviously find him desirable, so why shouldn’t you kiss him?”
“Because I promised your Master I’d keep domination out of our relationship until Zeb is ready.” He pulled away. “I swore we’d be nothing more than friends.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “It’d be so much more simple if it was just me, but Steph and I come as a pair.”
She smiled. “Of course you do.
QUESTION: Why did Nicky hightail it outside?