SPOTLIGHT Author Julie Shelton

Author Julie Shelton

Featuring: The Doms of Passion Lake, A New BDSM Series

Author Julie Shelton

Julie Shelton has always loved stories, both reading and writing them, ever since she was old enough to hold a book in her hands. One of her favorite childhood activities was smuggling books under the covers to read by flashlight after she was supposed to be asleep.

A career as a children’s librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years. During that time she created and wrote all the original material for a monthly language arts newsletter full of poems, songs, puppet and flannel-board stories, fingerplays, and other resource material for early childhood educators. For that endeavor she won the prestigious EDPRESS Award for the best educational newsletter of 1982. She has also written other resource materials for preschool and early elementary teachers.

Julie lives in a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia. Now widowed and retired, she once again has time to devote to her two favorite things—reading and writing. “What’s not to like?” she asks philosophically. “It’s indoor work and doesn’t require a lot of heavy lifting.” You can learn more about Julie and her works at the following links. Visit her website to find out what’s coming up in the Doms of Passion Lake series.

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 Introducing The Doms of Passion Lake – A Brand New Erotic BDSM Series

By Julie Shelton

Virginia is for lovers. Passion Lake is for…kinky lovers. Welcome to Passion Lake, a town owned and operated by a group of ex-Navy SEALs. A town where they are free to live their kinky lifestyles without fear of interference or censure.

A group of former SEAL teammates get together and buy the derelict, bankrupt town of Porterfield, Virginia, along with thirteen square miles of surrounding land, and turn it into the thriving tourist destination of Passion Lake, Virginia. Located in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, the town boasts not only the large, deep-water lake from which it derives its name, but also farmland, grazing land, a couple of creeks, scenic trails, and a World War I era airfield. The amenities offered include a lodge with cabins, camping, boating, fishing, horseback riding, hiking, a main street featuring both quirky and elegant little shops, and excellent restaurants. Passion Lake is around 30 miles down the road from Marshall’s Creek, where Jesse Colter, Adam Sinclair, and Sarah Marshall, the heroes and heroine of Loving Sarah, Owning Sarah, and Keeping Sarah live.

Many of the Doms of Passion Lake were minor characters in my three books about Jesse, Adam, and Sarah. Along with many of my readers, I felt they deserved books of their own. So, if you’re curious about what happened to Clay “Raven” Nighthorse, Nik “Iceman” Rostov, Jay “Dizzy” Gillespie, Ted “Solo” Solomon and all the other hot hunky former SEALs, you’ll find out in this new series, The Doms of Passion Lake. The first book in the series is Passion’s Dream.


Passion’s Dream, The Doms of Passion Lake Book 1

Passion's Dream by Julie Shelton

Book Description

 

When Clay “Raven” Nighthorse is offered a job as bodyguard to a woman being stalked by her vengeful ex, he’s ready to turn it down. Until he discovers that she is the woman he met on a beach three years ago. The woman with whom he felt an instant connection. The woman who has been haunting his dreams ever since.

Leah Stanhope has never forgotten the day she surprised her husband in bed with another woman. Nor has she forgotten the kindness and compassion of the complete stranger who’d simply held her in his arms and let her cry herself out on a public beach. She despairs of ever seeing him again until fate brings them together in a conflagration of desire and smoking hot passion. Can Clay convince Leah to risk her heart? And when her stalker finds her, will Clay be able to stop him in time?

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 Passion’s Dream – Adult Excerpt

Lifting his hand, he placed his fingertips against her cheek.

She jerked her head away, but otherwise couldn’t move. It was as if she’d been turned to stone. “Don’t touch me!” She’d meant it to be an icy command, but instead it came out a choked, frightened whisper.

Ignoring her, he sent his fingers on a journey along the line of her jaw, down the slender column of her neck. He paused at the base of her neck, holding the tip of his index finger over the pulse hammering there, betraying her agitation. The journey continued down over her collar bones, across the creamy, sloping mound of her breast to the edge of her modest bathing suit top. When she made no move to stop him, he hooked his forefinger into the stretchy material. When she still didn’t move, he allowed his fingernail to scrape against her tender flesh as he traced the outline of the fabric down to its lowest point—the point where it stretched across the shadowed valley between her breasts.

“Don’t—”It was a choked whisper. She closed her eyes, but she made no attempt to remove his hand. She was trembling, every clamoring nerve aware of his nearness, the potent sexuality of his hard, male body so close to hers. ‘I-I’m engaged to be married.”

“Ah, yes.” His lips twisted. “The ever-devoted fiance. Tell me, Leah,” he tugged her toward him, the weight of his hand pulling the stretchy, jersey top outward, threatening to release the rounded fullness of her breasts. “Tell me about him. What’s it like making love to an old man?”

She should have pushed him away. She should have stepped back—anything to put distance between them. Except she wasn’t standing. She was floating in the water, anchored by her elbow on the pool deck and his finger hooked in her bikini top. Unable to get away, she stared up at him helplessly, trapped as much by the confusion leaping within her as she was by the sensual spell he seemed to be weaving around her like a web.

Resting his left elbow on the underwater shelf, he released her top and lifted his hand to shape the back of her head, those long, lean fingers threading through the damp silk of her hair. “Does his touch arouse you?” Slowly, sensuously, he pulled her toward him, closing the distance between them, until his firm, mobile mouth was less than an inch from her own, his breath warm against her lips. “Does he set you on fire?”

The hard contours of his body brushed tantalizingly against the softly rounded curves of her own as the cool water undulated against them.

“Does he kiss you like this?” Clay persisted, dropping a warm, feather-light kiss near one corner of her trembling mouth, “like a father? Or perhaps like an uncle or older brother, like this,” he pressed his lips first to her cheek, then, tilting her head down, her forehead. “Or does he kiss you like a lover? Like this—”and his mouth closed over hers in a dark, golden storm, his lips expertly parting hers to admit the probing sweetness of his tongue.

Leah stiffened and tried to pull away, but it was too late. The flame ignited by his touch was all-consuming. Without volition, her arms went around his neck, her legs circled his waist, ankles locking behind him. The sheer size of the erection pressing against her sex made her gasp. Her belly plummeted, sending moisture gushing out of her pussy onto the strip of fabric that was the bottom of her two-piece. She’d never been so aroused in her life. Her traitorous body arched toward his, her hips grinding her sex against his cock. She moaned into his mouth as his arms went tightly around her back, crushing her soft breasts to his hard chest. Locked together, they sank beneath the surface of the water. Instead of panicking and struggling to break free, Leah wound her arms tightly around his neck and held on, trusting in his care of her.

Without breaking the kiss, Clay pushed off the deep end of the pool with a powerful thrust of his muscular legs, gliding swiftly through the water to the center of the pool, where he could stand up. They broke the surface still locked together, their mouths tearing apart only long enough to drag air into their oxygen-starved lungs before crushing back together, tongues dueling passionately.

Leah loosened her hold on his neck, running her hands wonderingly over his shoulders and back, savoring the power of the muscles flexing beneath his satin-smooth skin, delighting in the heat of his body beneath the cool slickness of the pool water. In spite of the pervading smell of chlorine, she could still smell his clean, masculine scent. Losing all reason, she broke off the kiss to bury her face in the side of his neck, where it curved into his shoulder, inhaling that scent deep into her lungs. Daringly, she put out her tongue and took a tiny lick of his warm, moist skin. God, he tasted so good! He felt so good! She couldn’t stifle the groan that ripped from her throat. Her hands curved around to the back of his head, her fingers gripping the thick, wet mass of his hair, holding his head still. She drew a shuddering breath, trying desperately to get herself under control. This is a mistake! This is a colossal mistake!


  Passion’s Fury, The Doms of Passion Lake Book 2

Passion's Fury by Julie Shelton

 Book Description

 

Kylie Ferrell’s nightmare begins when she discovers her boss dead from a bullet to the head. In less than twenty-four hours, she endures a police interrogation, finds her boyfriend in bed with another woman and her house explodes.

Terrified, she does the only sensible thing. She runs. Right through broken glass.

When Simon Rafferty finds her sleeping in her broken-down car by the side of the road near Passion Lake, Virginia, the connection between them is instantaneous and combustible. He recognizes her as the woman he and his two brothers have been searching for all their lives. Their lifetime submissive. And the fact that she’s homeless, injured, and targeted by the mob? Minor details.

Identical triplets and former spec ops soldiers, Caleb, Simon, and Ash Rafferty are more than capable of handling anything life throws at them. Including a sweet, sexy, lusciously curvy woman who has sworn off all men and who is clueless about the darkness of their needs and desires. Clueless…but intrigued. These dominant alpha males will do whatever it takes to get her into their bed, their hearts, their lives…and their dungeon.

But Kylie has secrets that put them all in deadly danger. And when that danger catches up with her, Caleb, Simon, and Ash must launch a desperate search to find her before she is ripped from them forever.

 Look for Passion’s Fury in time for Valentine’s Day, 2015.


Passion’s Fury – Adult Excerpt

Ash carried her into the bathroom and set her down on the toilet. “Bathroom first,” he said with a wink, pulling her shorts and panties down to her knees before she could utter a word of protest, “followed by hot, naughty, nekkid sex.”

Oh, yeah.

Quickly squeezing a roll of toothpaste onto her toothbrush, he handed it to her, then left her alone to pee and brush her teeth. “Ash!” she shouted through a mouth full of toothpaste foam, but it was Caleb who came back through the door.

He took the toothbrush from her and handed her an empty plastic cup. “Spit.”

He then handed her a cup of water so she could rinse her mouth while he rinsed off the toothbrush in the sink. When he was done rinsing the plastic cups, Simon joined them carrying a stainless steel bowl and a couple of towels. Caleb bent down and pulled her shorts and panties the rest of the way off. When she made a tiny sound, he just leveled a look at her—a scorching, heated, possessive look—and said, “Can’t have hot, naughty, nekkid sex if you’re not nekkid.”

“Good point.”

He pulled the purple knit tee top over her head and quickly divested her of her bra. Then he lifted her, but instead of carrying her out into the bedroom, he sat her down right in the middle of the long marble counter. Fortunately Simon had covered the cold marble with one of the towels, so she was spared that particular shock.

She was not, however, spared the shock of seeing him swirling a shaving brush around inside an old-fashioned ceramic moustache cup. Oh, my God! They really are going to shave me down there!

Caleb and Ash flanked him. “Lean back on your hands, baby,” Ash instructed. “Normally we’d have you place your feet flat on the counter, but this time we’ll just hold your legs apart instead.” At Simon’s nod, Ash and Caleb each grabbed a leg beneath her knee and spread them wide open, revealing her entire slit from her clit at the top to her puckered asshole at the bottom, already glistening with feminine juice. Cold air brushed across her wet skin, sending goose bumps rippling up her spine.

Simon moved to stand between her legs. “Beautiful,” he murmured, bending at the waist to place his lips against her clit, sucking gently until she threw back her head and released a shuddering moan. “And delicious. I could feast on this pussy all day. But it will be even more beautiful and delicious once I’ve removed all this hair.” He loaded the brush with foamy suds and slathered it all over her mound, her labia, even her anus, its tickling touch making her squirm. Then he picked up a safety razor. “Okay, darlin’, I need you to hold real still for me.” Pulling her skin taut between his thumb and forefinger, he stroked the razor right down the center of her mound, removing a swath of dark, curly hair. He handed the razor to Caleb, who swished it through the water in the stainless steel bowl before handing it back.

Kylie watched, fascinated, as her pubic hair slowly disappeared, even those few stray hairs down by her anus, leaving nothing but glistening pink skin behind.

“Now that,” Caleb said admiringly, dropping the razor in the bowl of soapy water, “is a pretty sight.” He and Ash released her legs, but Simon still stood between them, keeping them apart.

“Now for the touch test,” he murmured, bending again and placing his mouth against the top of her mound. He proceeded to kiss, lick, nibble, and suck every inch of her newly-exposed skin, sending her arousal spiking off the charts.

Her breath was coming in short, sharp pants, her back arching as she succumbed to the pleasure rippling through her.

Simon raised his head, looking up at her through half-lidded eyes dark and glazed with lust. His face shone with her juices. “Perfect,” he said, palming her mound and running his two middle fingers through her sopping slit, gathering her slick syrup. “You are perfect. The perfect woman. The perfect sub. And you’re all ours.” On the word “ours” he plunged his fingers into her vagina, forcing a sharp cry from the back of her throat.

Her head threw back and her back arched, thrusting her breasts forward into Caleb’s and Ash’s waiting hands. As they plumped and kneaded her generous flesh, pinching and twisting and tugging on her nipples, they were also busy dropping gentle kisses on her closed eyes, down the curves of her cheeks, along her jawline. Then on her lips, first Ash, the Caleb, back and forth between the two of them.

The breath shivered from her lungs. Pleasure shimmered through her entire body from every contact point as Simon finger-fucked her, suckling and nibbling her clit, building her orgasm until her body seized in an explosion that ripped her apart with pleasure. Her scream echoed around them as they kept the pleasure going through continual gentle touches and dirty words whispered into her ear.

When her body finally slumped in satiation, Simon backed away, his fingers departing from her cunt with a slurping sound. “Okay, darlin’, that’ll have to hold you for a while.”

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