Re-release of a Fairy Tale: Serena's Prince (Forever Wicked)

Oh Happy Day! 

Changeling Press has re-released one of my favorites--Serena's Prince from the multi author series, Forever Wicked. You can pick it up today at an amazing sale price directly from Changeling Press, or you can order the tale from amazon, barnes and noble, kobo and iTunes! Read on for more...

Serena's Prince

Forever Wicked

 2nd Edition 

(Re-Release)

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BDSM, Paranormal, Erotic Novella

A *new* take on the fairy tale of The Frog Prince

Crystal from Romancing the Book gives Serena's Prince a Lovely Rose (4 star) review and says, "The author has woven such an erotic fairy tale. As I read this adult fairy tale, I felt myself experiencing the joy... I truly loved every second of this story."

BookAddict from The Romance Room gives Serena's Prince 4 stars and says, "Ms. Ruse does an excellent job... Her twist of each scene to become a smexy hot erotic D/s piece is what makes this story so good. She writes a tightly woven tale with increasing sexual tension and lovely bondage scenes. She is an author to watch."

 

A frog, a curse and a broken promise. Sometimes punishment can be its own reward...

Serena never thought asking for help from a frog would result in her being naked and tied to her bed. She should be afraid. She should call for the guards. She definitely should not be…begging for more.

Prince Rennick needs to get his hands on Serena’s necklace – the one item sure to break the curse that turned him into a frog. When an accident makes him temporarily human, he cannot help but use his dominant nature to bend Serena to his will. 

What should have broken the curse turns into a desperate attempt to save Rennick’s life. As they try to find the key, Rennick demands much from Serena, but is she willing to surrender her whole self to this frog-turned-prince?

Excerpt: 

Serena had no idea how long she lay there sobbing into her arms, but when she lifted her head, she started when she came face to face with the biggest frog she'd ever seen.
 

"Agghh!" she screamed, pushing back in a hurry. That thing was staring at her, like it'd been studying her.
 

"Go away. Shoo. Go... go sit on a lily pad or something," she admonished the horrid thing. Gathering her composure, as if how she appeared mattered to the frog, Serena returned to the garden bench and smoothed out her hopelessly torn and wrinkled dress.
 

"Why do you cry so hard?" the frog asked.
 

She froze. Had that frog just talked to her? "Excuse me?" she asked, her brow raised high and her nose tipped up. She barely looked at the thing hopping toward her.
 

"I was in the pond. I heard a noise and wondered who disturbed my peace. Now I want to know why."
 

"This is my garden, frog. Go find another if you want peace. Stop stealing my own."
 

She wanted to push at the creature with her foot, but thought better of it. Her slippers were brand new, and she didn't want frog slime to ruin them.
 

"You must be an enchanted frog," she commented when the frog simply stared at her. "I didn't know frogs could be enchanted." When the animal remained quiet as though it waited on her, she deflated. "Fine. It's not like you're the next man trying to break me," she huffed.
 

"Break you?"
 

"Never mind. You want to know what's wrong? My stepfather's trying to marry me off to over-blown barbarians. I've been manhandled more than any woman should be. And if that weren't bad enough, tonight's idiot broke my necklace. Now it's at the bottom of this pond."
 

"Hmm. Sounds rough."
 

She wiped at her eyes, refusing to cry anymore. "Well, you asked. It's not like you have any stress in your life."
 

"You have no idea."
 

She rolled her eyes. "Like you could have a hard life. You sit all day in my garden, eating bugs, swimming at your leisure... Wait. You're a frog."
 

"Do I even need to respond?"
 

"No. I mean, you can swim to the bottom and get my necklace, can't you?"
 

"I could, but why?"
 

She laughed, happy that she might get her necklace back. "Because you can. Because that necklace means the world to me, and because I'll... I'll let you stay in my garden."
 

"You'll let me?"
 

"Yes. Otherwise I'll have Henri, the gardener, chase you out."
 

The frog appeared to shake its head. "Not possible," he seemed to mumble. 

He hopped over to the pond, stared down for a long time, then turned back to her. "If I retrieve your necklace, you must make me a promise. Otherwise, it'll remain at the bottom of the pond."
 

Serena didn't even blink. What could a frog want? An endless supply of flies? Whatever it came up with, the price would be negligible. She shrugged. "Sure."
 

Party with Demons!

Welcome to Hump Day Humps (sponsored by Marteeka Karland). Click on the link at the bottom of the post to read more "humps" in this mid-week blog hop! Enjoy! 

Party Girl

(Soul Debt)

2nd Edition

by Ayla Ruse

Santos, a Collection demon from Hell, finds himself drawn to a human. He doesn't want to corrupt Erin, he simply wants her, but he doesn't understand how humans interact. As he tries to blend in, his demon partner tricks Erin into bartering her soul.

When the time comes for Erin to regain her lost soul, Santos is chosen as her debt collector. He is bound by rules, yet he finagles options. One choice will corrupt her soul forever, but the other choice could spell her death.

Caught up in a situation neither wanted, Santos and Erin form a bond with one another, but will this be enough for them to survive and find love?

Here's the "Hump"...

"Erin, darling," Nirvana said soothingly. "We only want to help. We know you want the popularity. You want the men. You want the sex. You want to be noticed. We can make that happen for you. No one will be hurt."

The woman's words lulled Erin, leading her into a place of acceptance. "You make it sound so possible, but I can't pay you to teach me these things."

"We don't deal with money. We contract with something else."

"What?"

"Your soul. Think of our arrangement as a loan. I'll help you gain what you want while you put your soul into my care, as collateral. After a certain time, you pay your debt, and you'll be able to regain your soul."

Erin felt like she'd been drugged, and the substance shooting through her veins was Nirvana's voice and Santos' touch. It was difficult following her terms because Santos would not stop touching her. His warm, rough hand trailed down her V-shaped neckline, teased between her breasts and smoothed over her belly. She squirmed as their closeness turned her on, and a part of her wasn't sure if this was something she should be turned on about or not. "My soul?" She giggled, feeling a little drunk, which was funny because she'd only had soda tonight. "That's crazy talk. You guys must be high or something. And what are you doing to me? I'm not feeling like myself."

"That's because you're starting to see things our way," Nirvana explained. 
"Tell me, Erin. What do you want more? The popularity, the sex, the notoriety?"

Erin felt like the world opened up before her. The party around them faded. Santos shifted behind her, making her sway. His erection pressed against her ass and she couldn't help it -- she pushed back, loving the hard feel of him. "Umm, I don't know. I guess I want it all."

"Good girl. Kiss me, then," Nirvana whispered close. "Kiss me to begin the deal. This night you will give your soul in exchange for popularity, sex and notoriety. This time next year, Santos will come to collect. You will pay him on his terms, and in doing so, you'll be able to regain your soul. What harm is there in this?"

Erin stared into the woman's mesmerizing eyes and couldn't find one thing wrong. "None. I want to do this. Sign me up."

Nirvana pressed her lips to Erin's and both women sighed at the contact. Santos still held her bound, his free hand now on her thigh, easing her dress up her legs. A part of her warned her to stop, that this wasn't right, but before she could push away from her partners, Santos' hand cupped her throbbing pussy, and with a defiant shove, Erin pushed that annoying inner voice into a deep, dark corner. At this point, she scolded that do-good part of her, at least someone wants me.

The next moments passed in a haze. Santos let go of her to pull her dress over her head. Nirvana pulled down the cups of Erin's lacy bra and fondled the tender mounds. With every touch from these people, Erin's body swayed and she floated on the growing fires within her. There were two people who wanted her. Two. She wanted to pinch herself to see if she'd died and gone to heaven.

"Wrong direction, lover," Nirvana told her with a chuckle before kneeling at Erin's feet. "Santos, dispose of these, please."

Santos hooked his thumbs along the sides of her panties and pulled them down, kneeling behind her in the process. He helped her step out of the clothing, then pushed her ankles apart, making her teeter in her heels.

"Isn't she the sexiest thing ever?" Nirvana said loudly. The shout made Erin blink and look around. Santos and Nirvana were touching and kissing her legs, and as Erin gazed around the room, her heart gave a hard kick.

The party. The guests. The music still pumped hard and the partygoers danced, but most of them faced their little trio.

Erin had a sudden urge to cover herself and back away. This couldn't be right, could it? She'd be ostracized. No one really had sex in public, did they? She'd been to dozens of parties with these people, and not once had anyone ever had public sex.

She twisted and put a hand to each head below her, meaning to tell them to stop, but as soon as her hands sank into their thick hair, both mouths moved up and wet tongues pushed into her moist parts.

Erin groaned long and loud, frozen at the unbelievably delicious feelings. Nirvana's tongue slicked through Erin's pussy lips, teasing her clit at every pass. Santos had pulled her ass cheeks wide and his busy tongue flicked over her puckered hole.

"Look around you, Erin," Nirvana said between licks. "Everybody sees you. Notice how it excites them. Look at them, then give yourself over to us. To me."

Erin glanced down at Nirvana, meeting her eyes. The woman below her grinned, spread Erin's pussy lips then set to feast. Erin shuddered at the erotic sight and feel, then lifted her head to look again at the guests.

She blinked.

No one pointed or laughed. No one turned their backs on her. Instead, people were getting naked to touch and kiss and fuck each other.

It's because of me. The delicious thought wormed into her head. Seeing me is turning everybody on. This is great. This is better than great.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Party Girl is available now at Changeling Press

Enjoy the hop! Click Here to read more "humps." ~Ayla  

#ScintillatingSunday Meets a Djinn

Welcome to today's #ScintillatingSunday blog hop. Make sure to enjoy all that the authors are offering--links are at the bottom of this post.

Today I bring you Rebecca, a centuries old Djinn who finds herself in the unenviable position of having a cruel and heartless master. There are two men, however, who've caught her eye. They remind her of master's she'd had ages ago, but they are off limits to her unless her current master releases her--which she believes could never happen. 

As a Djinn, however, she works well with loopholes. In the 8 paragraphs below, she's taken the prerogative of her master's order to shift it to one of the men she wants. But will it work?

#Excerpt from To Free a Djinn by Ayla Ruse 

“Just do it, " Rebecca urged. "Say ‘my means Nico’s’.”

“My means Nico’s?”

“Thank Allah,” she said on a sigh and eased away from the door. Braden had been right. If her master did not give her specific commands, she could interpret them as she wished. Braden had indeed left her a loophole by not repeating his own name in his command.

She approached Nico in slow, measured steps, letting her hips sway seductively. He seemed unmoved as he stood his ground and crossed his arms, tilting his head when she looked up into his clear, blue eyes. His pose screamed uninterested, but his tight swallow gave away his desire.

She licked her lips, grinned, and dropped to her knees. As soon as she set her hands to the front of his jeans, framing his hard erection, he stepped back.

“No, Rebecca,” Nico said, closing his hands around her wrists.

“Oh, but I have to,” she said. “I have been commanded to give a blowjob. Braden was vague on the recipient.”

"Are you his sub? His slave? The questions sounded like a mix between hope and disgust. Interesting. She wondered how he felt about the two. 

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To Free A Djinn

Rebecca, a fiery, beautiful djinn, quietly assists her magician master, hating every moment they’re together. His command over her is growing and she finds herself desperate to get away.

Nico and Justin, magicians sharing the stage with Rebecca’s master, want to help her escape. Once they become involved, however, they discover magic is not the only environment where illusions deceive. Nico and Justin want Rebecca for themselves, but what will it take to gain her submission when she’s vowed to never be bound to another?

 

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An Explicit Hump Day Hump for You

Welcome to Wednesday and to the Hump Day Humps, courtesy of Marteeka Karland. Immerse yourself in the following excerpt (for mature adults only), then click on the banner below to see who else is partaking in this sexy endeavor. 

The following excerpt is from my latest Changeling Press release, To Free a Djinn. Click here for more information on (and to purchase) the book. Be forewarned, I jump right on in here. ;-)


Explicit Excerpt from To Free a Djinn
by Ayla Ruse

Releasing Nico's cock long enough to pull out Justin's, Rebecca shivered with excitement. There was a time, centuries ago, she'd belonged to powerful sheiks who hadn't minded sharing her.
 
She hadn't lied to Justin and Nico. Pleasing both of them right now made her nipples hard and her pussy throb.
 
She tugged on Justin's leg until he set his butt against the counter, hip to hip with Nico. One man tall, dark, dressed in jeans and a black pullover. The other, decked out in dress slacks and a white shirt. Both had their gazes glued to her. She licked her lips and thrilled at the simultaneous jerk of their erections.

Leaning forward, she ran her tongue up and down the underside of Justin's cock. He watched her but didn't say a word. Nico ran his fingers though her hair, tucking it behind her ear, and she smiled at the men. Keeping eye contact with Justin, she sucked his thick cock into her mouth. Her lips remained tight around his shaft, and she licked him constantly when he shifted his hips, pressing farther, deeper. Without taking his eyes from hers, Justin pushed Nico's fingers away, held her head in both hands, and encouraged her to take as much of him as she could.

Justin was huge -- both men were -- but whereas Nico was long, Justin was thick. She gagged as his cock hit the back of her throat, but he waited for her to adjust. When she gave a little nod, he pushed even more of himself into her mouth.

When he let pressure off her head, she slid back oh, so slowly and tightly, sucking hard the entire time. His groan was music to her ears.

She flicked her tongue around the thick crown and deep throated him a few more times before switching back to Nico.

"That's it, Rebecca," Nico praised as he let her control her movements. Nico gripped the edge of the counter behind him.

She kept her fists closed tight around them, pumping and working her mouth on first one, then the other. Back and forth she went, physically tugging the men closer at each pass until they'd tilted their hips toward one another and their cocks touched tip to tip.

Feeling naughty, she tugged one more time and rubbed the smooth crowns together while she ran her tongue over and between both. She angled them, allowing her to suck the bulbous head of each into her mouth at the same time.

By this time, all three of them were moaning. Justin and Nico's hands stroked her hair, and she sucked at a furious pace. Her saliva dripped down her chin, down their shafts and off the base of their cocks.

"Oh, Justin, Nico. Come for me. Please." Rebecca couldn't wait to taste them on her tongue.

She liked the rumble of Justin's choked laugh. "Rebecca, baby, we aren't used to doing what our sub commands, but in this instance, we're happy to comply."

Nico surged into her hand and she turned her head just as the first spurt of his come jetted out. She captured the shot on her tongue before his jerking cock spewed his seed across her cheek. She lapped at him until she felt the telltale throb in Justin's cock. Again, she opened her mouth to capture his release. She continued to pump and lick as they groaned and came all over her face -- just as Braden had earlier commanded. She didn't release them until their cocks were clean.

Justin pulled away first. Nico followed, and something unspoken passed between them. Before Rebecca could understand exactly what, Justin pulled her to her feet, twisted her around, and lifted her up to the makeup counter.

"What?" she started, but the men weren't in the mood to talk. Her butt had hardly met the counter before Justin pulled her legs over his shoulders and buried his head between her thighs.

"Oooh," she cried, trailing her fingers though his thick head of hair. His tongue pushed against the sheer fabric of her pants, soaking the material with her own wetness. He lapped at her through the material, and she felt every touch through the gauze. Her pussy hadn't had this kind of attention in more years than she could remember. Most of her Masters wanted their own pleasure with little thought to her needs. These men knew what they were doing, and she stifled the regret she couldn't be so lucky as to be theirs.

Not to be outdone, Nico tugged open her vest and pulled one of her nipples into his hot mouth, his tongue lashing across the tip and his teeth nipping hard. Rebecca tightened her fingers in his long hair. Not so much to pull him off, but because she loved the rough attention. To encourage more from him, she thrust out her chest and shoved her breast further into Nico's mouth.

"Oh, Justin. Nico. I want more. Yes!"

She was close to coming. The men ravished her, and she thrilled at the sensations. Her body thrummed with excitement between them. Her need spiraled up, tighter and tighter, then --

Then she felt a different pull. Braden was calling to her. Now. Insistent. She felt the new command in every fiber of her being and, despite anything she wanted, she couldn't ignore her master's command.

"No!" she screamed, seconds before her orgasm, and seconds before her body disappeared in a blaze of blue and green flames.

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Thanks for sharing a bit of your Hump Day with me. See you around~
Ayla