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Today it gives me great pleasure to introduce Clair de Lune, who has recently released the 6th book in The Blood Red Rose Club Series, 'Safe Haven'. This story brings you lots of new characters to meet and a few old ones to catch up with.
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'SAFE HAVEN' BY CLAIR DE LUNE
Blurb:
Sometimes dreams do come true, even if it takes
a little time and a lot of patience.
When Dougal Strathairn rescues Aileas Munro from
a drifting yacht, they are attracted, but wary of getting too involved. Then
she meets Dougal and his brother, Davie, in The Blood Red Rose Club, and she's
willing to try the ménage she's always dreamed of, but it's not all plain
sailing. The men are used to being pursued for their looks and wealth, while
Aileas was abandoned by a controlling Dom and lost her baby.
All three of them have to put the past behind
them, and learn to trust again to get the HEA they want.
“Hello, Virginia, it’s Aileas. Sorry I haven’t
phoned sooner.”
“Hello, Aileas, love. Is there something wrong?
You sound odd.”
“I’m just a bit shocked. You remember I told you
I was going out with Richard?”
“Yes. Don’t tell me he hurt you…”
“No, love, he didn’t. What he did do was almost
get us both drowned.”
“What?”
“He told me he was an experienced sailor, so I
went out on the yacht with him. To cut a long story short, he was lying and we
had to call out Sea Rescue.”
“Goodness. Were you hurt?”
“Not at all. Don’t worry.”
“How was the rescue?”
“They were very quick to respond, and it was all
over before I knew it. Virginia, do you know Dougal?”
“Yes, of course. He’s a member of the club and…”
“I just knew it. He’s a Dom, isn’t he?”
“Yes, love, he is. Don’t tell me you fancy him?”
“Yes, I do. He’s gorgeous.”
“He is, but don’t get your hopes up. It’s not
that I’m not delighted you’re showing an interest in a man, at long last, but
he’s canny and well known for being hard to get.”
“I don’t know him at all yet. So, I don’t have
any hopes. Do you know anything else about him?”
“Yes, quite a lot. Do you have time to chat?”
“I’d love to, but I have an online conference
with a client in ten minutes. Talk to you later. Bye, Virginia, love.”
Virginia looked at her phone and grimaced. By
the end of the conversation, Aileas had sounded so cheerful. I
have so much to tell her. She needs warning, too. I don’t want to see her hurt
again, but I can always phone her tomorrow. What can happen in a day,
after all?
Virginia called Aileas several times over the
next week, but Aileas never had time to talk.
“Sorry, Virginia, love. I’m rushed off my feet
this week. The couple of days I took off after the rescue just have to be made
up. I shall be back to normal next week, I promise. We can have a long chat
then.”
*
* * *
It was just over a week later when the promised
chat took place, when Virginia phoned Aileas.
“Aileas. I’ve been thinking. It’s about time you
got back into the lifestyle. There’s an open night at the club next week. Why
don’t you come along?” Virginia asked. Aileas heard the concern in her voice.
“You know why, Virginia.”
“But you love the lifestyle. Why let that
bastard spoil it for you? In any case, it’s highly unlikely that he’ll be
at our little open night. All of the Doms and subs will be friends of the
members. You’ve met a lot of the usual members socially, so you know most of
those who will be there. I can’t see Lucifer as a mate of Kyle’s, can you?”
Aileas had to smile. The thought of Lucifer,
with his high moral code, tolerating the mean and nasty Kyle was preposterous.
Nevertheless, she didn’t want to risk running into Kyle ever again.
“Yes, that’s true, but…”
“Just come along and try. I’d love to have you
in the club with me. If you are uncomfortable, you can leave at any time,”
Virginia urged.
“Well, I suppose that would be okay,” Aileas
said, hesitantly.
“Yes, of course it would, love. What do you have
to lose?”
“If you put it that way, how can I refuse?”
“The member Doms will all be looking out for
you, too.”
“Then I will try. How long
have I got?” Aileas asked.
“Next week. In fact, it’s ten days away. Why?”
“I need new fetish clothes, Virginia, love. Is
it a themed evening?”
“Oops, I was forgetting. Yes, it’s sci-fi.”
“That sounds interesting. What are you going
as?” Aileas asked.
“Uhura from Star Trek.
Valkyrie is going as Spock or Captain Kirk. He hasn’t decided yet.”
“Well, that gives me some time to plan. I want
to come up with something spectacular.”
“Great. I can’t wait. I’m
sorry, Aileas, I forgot to ask, how are you now?”
“You asked the other day,
Virginia. I’m fine. I’m trying to resist hanging round the Sea Rescue station.”
“That much of a hunk, was
he?”
“Oh my, yes. Tall, broad,
commanding with muscles like steel.”
“‘He’? Which one of the
brothers do you mean?” Virginia enquired.
“There’s more than one?”
“Oh yes. Dougal is the
coxswain, but his brother, Davie, is in the rescue service, too.”
“What’s he like?”
“Davie is much like Dougal.
The same sleek glossy black hair. They both have the dark blue eyes of the true
Celt. Davie is an inch or two shorter than Dougal, but his chest is just as
spectacular. You wait until you see the two of them together.”
© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2018
ADULT EXCERPT
Davie
grinned. “It seems Virginia is on our side,” he said as he pulled her into his
arms. He began to kiss her slowly and sensually at first. His tongue stroked
the seam of her lips and pushed gently until she opened her mouth tentatively
to allow him entry. His arms tightened around her, and he pulled her closer as
his tongue explored her mouth, tangling with hers. She felt herself growing hot
and aroused. She responded to his kiss, pressing her soft body against his
hard, lean one. She could feel his arousal as he ground his hips against hers.
Slowly, he ended the kiss and set her from him.
Her senses were reeling and her legs wobbled,
but Dougal caught her in his embrace and steadied her. He took her face between
his hands and covered it with light kisses. She moaned her appreciation, and
then he took her mouth. As his lips descended on hers, he clasped her in his
arms again and held her tight. Her heart thudded and the blood sang in her
veins.
This is too
much. I want it to stop. I can’t bear so much pleasure, but I want it to go on
forever. Maybe it’s because I haven’t kissed anyone for years. His soft lips
nibbled hers and as she opened her mouth, he deepened the kiss, ripping away
all power of thought. He lifted her up into his arms and carried her upstairs
into one of the private rooms. Dreamily, she looked about her and liked what
she saw. He laid her down on the red cotton sheet, her head and shoulders
propped on the banks of pillows.
“Do you have
a safe word?”
“Yes, Sir,
it’s Coriander,” she said.
“Why?” Davie
asked.
“Well, I
can’t stand the stuff, so it seemed appropriate.”
The brothers
laughed. “Don’t hesitate to use it,” Dougal said.
* * * *
Dougal
undressed Aileas slowly, taking off the filmy, see-through top to reveal the
black satin bra, which did such a great job of displaying her generous breasts.
He gestured to Davie, who released the suspenders and rolled down the sheer
black stockings. Dougal knew he’d take his time and use the opportunity to
caress her lovely legs. He heard her gasp and smiled to himself. She wore a
black satin thong edged with black lace. Her skin was a beautiful creamy white
and felt like satin to the touch. She was flushed and panting in her arousal.
He and his brother loved to take their time undressing a sub. It aroused them
both. His cock swelled at the sight of her almost naked.
“That costume
looks so good on you, “Davie said. “The contrast of your creamy skin and the
black, especially is pure poetry.”
Dougal
smiled. Ever the charmer, Davie had a way with words. Aileas seemed to like
that. Dougal looked at the thong and saw, peeping out just a little at either
side, the strawberry-blonde curls. He knelt beside her on the bed, bending her
knees and removing her thong. She gasped as he pushed it ever so slowly down
her legs. She couldn’t help arching her back and offering herself to him. He
was delighted to see her reaction. His face being inches from her pussy, he
could smell her arousal. He breathed in deeply, intoxicated by her scent.
He was
certain Aileas was going to mean so much to both of them. He felt a connection
to her that he hadn’t felt with any of the other women they’d shared. When
Davie had praised her looks, Dougal had heard a different tone in his voice,
and he’d realised that Davie was aware of it, too. She was special. Dougal had
known that from the first moment he saw her, but he was wary. However, he
wouldn’t be satisfied with just a scene in a BDSM club. He wanted to know her
better. He knew she was unhappy, and he wanted to protect her. That would all
be resolved later. Now, he wanted to enjoy all that she had to offer them both.
He tangled his fingers in her strawberry-blonde curls and pressed one long
finger deep inside her. He caressed her, and she moaned. He withdrew his finger
and licked her cream off it.
“You taste
even better than you smell. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”
He pressed
his finger into her again, and, as he licked her cream from his finger
afterward, he trapped her gaze. “You taste so good. I need more, take pity on a
starving man,” he said. Davie was caressing her legs and although it was such
sweet agony to wait, this was the way they made love to their subs. He needed
to stretch out the moment tonight to make it extra-special, and it seemed his
brother was of the same mind. He’d knelt at the other side of her and was
nibbling and suckling her breasts. Once again, her back arched and she moaned.
She was wet, her satin-smooth skin tinted a delicate rose in her arousal.
Davie rolled
her over onto her front and winked. They both bent to place tender, wet kisses
on her shoulders and her back, down to her delicious little bottom. Dougal
grinned as she squeaked and jumped at an unexpected nip of pain. As he’d
expected, Davie hadn’t been able to resist sinking his teeth into her behind.
Nothing loth he joined his brother and then nipped, licked, and sucked his way
back up to her neck. One of Dougal’s chief delights was to nuzzle the neck of
his sub, nipping at her ears and blowing softly into one ear then the other
until he drove her wild. Aileas was so responsive that he prolonged his
caresses. He knew that Davie would want to return to her breasts, so he turned
her onto her back and gazed in admiration. She had large, round, firm breasts,
with delicate dark-rose areolas and pert pink nipples. Reverently, they took
one breast each, and cupped, caressed, and finally squeezed, rolling her
nipples in long, strong fingers.
Dougal
watched their tanned hands contrasting vividly with her creamy skin. Dougal
could see, reflected in her big eyes, the wonder at the sensations they were
producing. He glanced at his brother, and together they bent and each took a
hard nipple and sucked. Dougal felt her draw in a breath. He suckled harder,
flicking his tongue over her nipple. She writhed in their grasp. She clung to
them, and her little sobbing moans made his cock so hard it was painful. He
released her nipple and groped for condoms in the basket on the bedside table.
He tossed one to Davie, who was still latched onto her breast. Dougal couldn’t
wait any longer. He ripped the foil and smoothed the condom over his dick. He
positioned himself between her legs, placing his erection at the entrance to
her pussy. She lifted her hips, opening for him, and he pushed into her. She
was hot, slick, and welcoming. She wrapped her legs round his hips, and clasped
his cock with her internal muscles.
“Please, fuck
me, please.”
I live in Dumfries and Galloway in
Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I spent many happy
years teaching, and when I retired I became bored with just the domestic
routine.
My youngest son challenged me to
write a novel of my own, and I wrote Initiation, book one in the Prometheus in
Chains series. Since then writing has become an important part of my life. It’s
been like a roller-coaster ride, and a very pleasurable one at that. When I
sent off my first book to Siren, I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I
joined Facebook, something I never dreamed I’d do, but I have made many good
friends on there, some readers and some fellow authors. Writing has certainly
changed my life.
I would love to hear from you and I
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Thanks so much for being my guest today, Clair, and for bringing news of your fab new title. Thanks also to you, reader, for joining us. I hope you're as intrigued as I am by 'Safe Haven' and that you will contact Clair for more of her steamy novels.
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