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Authors: Pepper Winters S. E. Smith Mandy Rosko Sharon Page Teresa Morgan T. J. Michaels Eve Langlais Cathryn Fox Opal Carew
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He kissed her, his lips moving on
hers with such tenderness and love she felt tears well up. He rolled over and
stared down at her.
"Angelica, will you marry me?"
She smiled and wrapped her hands
around his neck. "Yes."
His smile lit the room then his
mouth crashed down on hers in a passionate, breathtaking kiss.
"Now, what about the other
women in your life?"
"You're not still worried
about Dhiya?"
"No, I was thinking of Naja,
and the dancers, and I don't know how many others."
"My harem is not large, only
twenty or so."
"Twenty?"
"But I will not touch any of
them now that I have you."
"Won't that leave them lonely?"
"In truth, most of them prefer
the company of other women. They abide me because I am a fair and loving master
and I provide a better life than they would have otherwise."
"So you'll let them stay?"
she asked.
"If you will allow it, but as
I said, I will not have them in my bed."
"Let's just think about this
for a moment. When we're married, everything you own is mine, too. Right?"
"Of course. All that I have is
yours." He grinned. "Why do you ask?"
She remembered the dancers touching
her body, bringing her to orgasm, then Naja acting as her male captor and
thrusting into her at the same time as Kadin.
"Well,
I just think having a harem could prove very interesting."
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About Opal Carew
As a
New York Times
and
USA
Today
bestselling author of erotic contemporary romance, Opal Carew writes
about passion, love, and taking risks. Her heroines follow their hearts
and push past the fear that stops them from realizing their dreams… to the
excitement and love of happily-ever-after.
Opal
loves crystals, dragons, feathers, cats, pink hair, the occult, Manga artwork,
Zentangle, and all that glitters. She earned a degree in Mathematics from the
University of Waterloo, and spent 15 years as a software analyst before turning
to her passion as a writer. She grew up in Toronto, and now lives in Ottawa
with her husband, and three cats. One of her sons is pursuing his Masters
degree at Sussex University in the UK and the other is working on his
undergraduate degree at Carleton University. Yes, mom is proud!
Other Books by Opal Carew
Contemporary
erotic short stories and novellas
Taken By Storm
(prequel to
His To
Possess
)
·
Hot Ride
·
Riding
Steele
(Oct 2014)
Three series
(also available as the boxed set
Three Happy
Endings
)
#1:
Three
(also available in the anthology
Northern Heat
)
#3:
Three Secrets
The Office Slave
series
(also available as
The Office Slave Series,
Book 1 & 2
)
#1:
The
Office Slave
(this is also Red Hot Fantasies #3)
#2:
The
Boss
#3:
On Her Knees
Red Hot Fantasies
series
(also available as the
Red Hot Fantasies Boxed
Set
)
#1:
The
Male Stripper
#2:
The
Stranger
#3:
The
Office Slave
#4:
The
Captive
(coming soon)
#5:
The Bridal Affair
(coming soon)
Futuristic
erotic romance novellas
Slaves of Love
(also available in the anthology
Turn Up The Heat
)
Book 1:
The
King and I
Book 2:
The Commander's
Woman
Book 3:
Passion
Play
Book 4: Love Unexpected (tbd)
Book 5: Fantasy Bound
(tbd)
Contemporary
erotic romance novels
Excerpts
If
you would like to read more Opal Carew stories, she recommends
HOT RIDE
, the
first of her new
READY
TO RIDE
biker erotic romance series, which leads into
WILD RIDE
and
RIDING STEELE
.
Or if
you want hotter and shorter, Opal recommends her
OFFICE SLAVE
series, currently consisting of
THE OFFICE SLAVE
,
THE BOSS
, and
ON HER KNEES
.
(The first two stories are available at a significant discount in
THE OFFICE SLAVE
SERIES, BOOK 1 & 2 BOXED SET.
Here are short excepts from
HOT RIDE
and
THE OFFICE SLAVE
...
Hot Ride
Opal Carew
Hot, hard, fast, and handles like a dream!
Oh yeah, and the bike's not bad either.
Hayley
is looking for more excitement in her life, but doesn’t know how to find it.
Excitement
finds Rip, a biker who’s seen more than his share of trouble.
When
trouble finds Rip yet again and a bar brawl starts, both he and Hayley are
thrown to the curb.
Hayley
knows this is her chance to find the excitement she so craves, but Rip doesn’t
want to be some good girl’s bad-boy experience, so he turns down her advances,
leaving her feeling rejected.
But
life is never that simple for Rip, and he soon finds himself in her bed and
wanting more. When his three biker friends show up, Hayley’s love of numbers
turns into an erotic adventure none of them will ever forget.
But is there a chance
for more than that between Hayley and Rip? Find out by taking a Hot Ride
you’ll never forget.
Excerpt
The young woman—Hayley—gazed at Rip, her
eyes widened. Well, fuck, of course she’d be nervous about walking down a dark
alley with the likes of him. If she were his sister, he wouldn’t want her
taking a chance like that.
He took her hand and raised it to
his mouth. The feel of her soft skin as he brushed his lips against it made
him long to feel more of her. His groin tightened at the thought of kissing
her, then exploring her round, beautiful breasts. The creamy swell of them
exposed by her deep neckline had been teasing him all evening.
"I promise. I’ll get you to
your hotel, safe and sound."
She stared into his eyes,
mesmerized, then she nodded.
He smiled and took her hand, then
led her into the alley. A cat darted in front of them, startling her. She
drew close to him, clutching his arm. The feel of her warm, soft body pressed
to his side sent his hormones to alert status, but he ignored that and slipped
his arm around her protectively, drawing her close. It didn’t help that he
kept remembering when her gaze had dropped to his crotch with obvious interest
after he’d told her about his name. He was glad she didn’t know that he
actually got the name because his fellow bikers had caught him reading Ripley’s
Believe It or Not one day.
She took another step, but then
stopped. "There’s another problem."
"What’s that?"
"Well, I’m basically barefoot,
and I have no idea what might be on the ground ahead."
"Right. I’m pretty sure I saw
broken glass near where I parked the bike."
"I could hobble along with my
broken—Oh!"
He
scooped her up into his arms and she slid her hands around his shoulders.
* * *
Oh, God, Hayley felt so tiny and
light in this big man’s arms. She could stay here all day, lulled in his
embrace. As he walked, the gentle rocking of his body soothed her.
"We’re here."
Her eyelids popped open. Had she
really dozed off? The combination of white wine spritzers, a long flight in,
and staying up way too late last night finishing up work, since she was taking
an extra long weekend, was knocking her on her butt.
She glanced toward a big, powerful
looking motorcycle parked close to the brick wall. It was black and
intimidating, adorned with a blazing red and orange flame. It had shiny chrome
wheels and a big, black leather seat.
"It’s nice," she said as
he carried her toward it.
"Nice?" He chuckled and
set her on her feet beside it. "Maybe big. Dangerous. Powerful."
He grinned. "But nice?"
Oh, God,
he
was big and
dangerous and powerful. Everything she dreamed of when she thought about her
wildest fantasies coming true. And here he was, smiling down at her. She
already missed his strong arms around her.
She gazed into his midnight blue eyes.
"I like big, dangerous and powerful." She stepped closer and
flattened her hand on his hard, muscular chest. The feel of rock-solid,
sculpted muscles under the thin fabric of his T-shirt set her heart thumping. "Like
you."
She dropped her shoes and purse,
and slid her hands over his shoulders then stroked his raspy cheek. His eyes
simmered with heat as she tipped up her face, then drew him toward her. His
mouth brushed hers lightly, and she flicked her tongue against his lips and
slid timidly inside. He growled and deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms
around her and pulling her tighter to his hard body, then gliding his tongue
deep into her mouth.
She melted against him, heat
simmering through her. But then he drew back.
"This isn’t a good idea."
She blinked at his words. He was
rejecting her?
"Don’t you find me attractive?"
"It’s not that."
Feeling bolder than she ever had,
and determined not to let this opportunity slip away, she grasped his hand and
drew it to her chest, then placed it over her aching breast. Her nipple
hardened, pushing into his palm.
His dark eyes glowed like a blazing
fire, glittering with sparks.
In a sudden movement, she felt
herself pushed back against the building. Her breath caught as his big, solid
body crushed her tight to the cold brick wall.
Oh, God, had she made a mistake?
He was so big and intimidating, and right now, he looked determined and… almost
feral. He pivoted his hips forward and she could feel a hard bulge against her
stomach, proof that he was aroused by her. Anxiety spiked through her, and a
little fear, but right alongside those feelings was a wild surge of excitement.
He grabbed her wrists and pushed
them over her head, then held them tight, his striking midnight eyes locked on
hers. She could feel the erratic pounding of her blood pumping through her
veins.
She had never felt so alive.
God, she wanted him to take her.
Right here. Right now.
The Office Slave
by Opal Carew
Her ultimate sexual fantasy brought to
life…
Sylvia loves to read erotica, and after
her latest read, she's developed a sizzling fantasy about being forced to
submit to the sexual whims of four incredibly hot business partners. Never in
her wildest dreams did she think she'd have the opportunity to live out her
fantasy... until her friend decides to make it happen. Now she's about to
become an office slave… to four hunky men she's never even met. But faced with
the reality, can she actually go through with it??
Excerpt
Sylvia walked to the entrance and
opened the glass door, then crossed the lobby, her high heels clicking on the
marble floor. She glanced at the directory near the elevators, then walked
down the hall to the end and stopped at Suite 105. A sign said to ring the
bell, which she did. Becca had told her that these four men ran a software
business, programming games. This office was where they developed the games.
Also, Becca had told her the guys were extremely good-looking. All but one of
the men used to work with Cal as strippers before they graduated from college
and started this business, so she didn't doubt it.
The door opened and she gazed up at
a totally hot hunk wearing a suit, his long, black hair tied back. He had
startling blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled at her.
"Are you Sylvia?"
She nodded.
He pulled the door open. "Please
come in."
She stepped into the office. There
was a large table in the center of an open space with a big window overlooking
the city below and several doors to offices along the wall behind it. There
was a hallway off to the side. The space had a lot of character, with red
brick walls and a curved arch around the window.
"I'm Mike Bairn. Come on into
my office."
She followed him across the central
area to the leftmost office. One man was working in the far right office, but
he didn't glance up.
"Am I early?" she asked
as she sat down in the chair across from his desk.
"No, not at all. The others
will meet us in the conference room in a few minutes."
She nodded, starting to feel a
little nervous. Would her fantasy begin in the conference room? Would they
order her to take off all her clothes, then… other things. She'd been looking
forward to this fantasy for over a week—ever since Becca had told her she
wanted to set it up, and that it would be acted out by some of Cal's
ex-stripper friends—but now that the reality was here, she had a case of
nerves.
This man Mike was extremely
masculine, and sexy, and he set her hormones humming, but could she really just
strip down and become his sex toy. Along his three partners, too?
Don't freak out now. This is your
fantasy!
Mike leaned forward, his hands
folded on his desk. "So Cal told us what you were looking for. As I
understand it, your brother cheated us out of a sizeable amount of money and
you agree to be our sex slave in return for not prosecuting him."
Sylvia felt her cheeks heat as she
nodded. In her head, especially after reading that book, it seemed extremely
sexy, but laid out blatantly like that made her feel brash and… well, maybe a
little slutty. And… maybe she was being… uh…brash. But both Becca and Jan had
lived out their fantasies, and both were pretty wild. Why shouldn't she?
And when she'd become enamored of
the fantasy, she'd never,
ever
dreamed she'd live it out. What woman
did? But now that she had the opportunity, she really didn't want to walk
away.
"So, don't get me wrong, I
find the whole thing wildly sexy, but…"—he shrugged—"we sound a bit
mean, prosecuting your brother." At his grin and the twinkle in his eye,
she knew he wasn't making fun of her, but he
was
teasing her.
"Well, he did do you wrong."
"True. But then we're
distracted by a beautiful woman."
Her cheeks burned hotter at his
compliment. "Well, a woman offering sex, anyway."
He chuckled and stood up. "Okay,
I think we're ready to proceed. The others know the story and are ready to go
and we all know the safe word is Tiger. The minute we step out of this office,
we're into our roles. Okay?"
"Okay." Her stomach
quivered as she stood up.
They walked to the door together,
but before he opened it, he took her hand and kissed it. Tingles danced along
her skin at the delicate brush of his lips.
"Sylvia, thank you for
including us in your fantasy." Then he winked and opened the door.
She followed him to the end of the
big table in the open area where he gestured for her to sit down. He tapped
something on his phone, then leaned back in his chair.
"The others will be here in a
few moments." His tone was more business-like now, rather than the easy
banter of before.
The man from the other office
walked to the chair next to Mike's and sat down, glancing at her
speculatively. He had short cropped, sandy hair, a wide face with a square
jaw, and warm, brown eyes. He wore dark blue jeans and a shirt. A moment
later, two men appeared from the hallway, and Sylvia's breath caught at the
side of the tall biker named Slade she'd seen entering the building earlier.
Man, this fantasy was getting better by the minute. And the man by his side
was the cyclist he'd spoken with at the door.
The cyclist's short, straight hair
was a little damp—he'd probably taken a shower—and he wore dress pants and a
striped shirt, accentuating his narrow waist and broad shoulders. Thoughts of
him naked in the shower, water sluicing over his muscular body sent a quiver
through her. Her gaze shifted to Slade, still wearing his jeans and T-shirt.
Clearly, he was the rebel of the bunch.
They sat down and she glanced
around the table at these four men, who used to be male strippers. They were
all gorgeous and soon she'd be having hot, kinky sex with them all.
"This is Sylvia, the woman we
discussed a few days ago. She's here because of the arrangement to compensate
for her brother's debt," Mike said. "Sylvia, this is Granger Smith,
Neil Craig, and Slade Forrester."
She nodded as she gazed at their
serious expressions. Tension curled inside her.
"So, she's going to be our
office slave, right?" Slade said.
"Yes, that's the arrangement,"
Mike answered.
"Good, then I think we should
start right off with seeing what's underneath those clothes she's wearing.
Her gaze locked on his and his
charcoal eyes glittered as a slow smile spread across his face. Heat washed
through her.
"Excellent
idea." Mike said.
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