#FiveOnFriday with Peyton Brittany Clarke

Please welcome Peyton Brittany Clarke today! She’s visiting us with one of her heroes, Jake. Grab some ice water for this one!

Say hi to Jake…

Hi, I’m Jake Hargate and I’m not very comfortable talking about myself but my Master, Max Krause ordered me to do this.  He said this will help me strengthen my social skills.  I’m not sure how but since he wants me to do it, here I am.

First an introduction, I’m married to Max and Ally. I’m not into socializing or talking about myself hence my Master’s orders nevertheless you can find out a lot about me, too much in fact, by reading Peyton Brittany Clarke’s book- Bound To Them.

It centers on me and my relationship with my estranged family and my love for my new family i.e. my husband and wife- Max and Ally.

If you read the book you’ll find out a lot about me but there are some things that are not in there hence this article, my five secrets.  The one’s I’m about to reveal isn’t too private but are informative nonetheless. So here they are…

Secret One- I am in a BDSM relationship with a man and a woman.  The man, Max is my Dominant, my husband, and my hero.  Why? Because he rescued me. I’ll never forget it and I’ll always love him for that but it’s not the only reason why I said: “I do.”

Secret Two- Ally is my wife. Not much of a secret hunh?  Well, it is sort of because she’s legally married to Max but the three of us made our own vows during our wedding ceremony.  It was in town in front of Max’s- I mean our friends.  I have to remember that.  Yes, I like them too but it’s hard getting used to the idea that I have real friends now. Back to my original point, my family back east doesn’t know that I’m married to Ally. I’m sure they’d approve of my marriage to woman quicker than they would to a man except for the fact that Ally comes from a poor family and well poverty of any sort doesn’t sit well with my parents. Except for poverty of the spirit but that’s a conversation for a different time.

Secret Three- I need to submit.  I love topping Ally and she is my life.  I need to top her.  It’s because I’m a Dom by nature and I like being in charge. It’s who I am.  But that’s not why I top her.  I top her because she needs to be dominated just like me.  However, my inner submissive wants to be taken care of and that’s what Max does for me. Ally understands this and doesn’t judge me for it.  She doesn’t see me as less than a man for it either because she knows what it’s like to be topped by Max.  The feeling is like heaven on Earth.

Secret Four- I’ve always wanted to be a cowboy.  When I was growing up I wanted to play cowboys and Indians but my parents wouldn’t allow it. They said it was beneath me. In fact, there were few things that rose to the level of the Hargate name and running around with a cowboy hat and six-shooters was definitely not one of them. Even though they forbade it when I was alone and I would pretend to be a cowboy out west rustling cattle living out on the frontier.  When I grew up I went into the navy but after I got out and got married – my husband gave me my second dream- the life of a cowboy.

Secret Five- I never set out to become a submissive or a switch or live in a polyamorous menage or whatever it’s called. All I know is that I fell head over heals for a girl that was already taken.  And in the end, I was swept off my feet by the man who loved her.  Now we all love each other and for once in my life I am happy and in love.


Lear went to his favorite chair and sat down. He leaned back, crossed one leg over the other, and tapped his fingers on his thigh. If Baldwin’s marriage fell apart, his own life would go to crap. Not only would he be out of a very cushy, well paying job but he’d also lose access to the best pussy he’d had in a long time and the child it produced.

It was better for everyone to keep everything moving forward as planned. And in order to do that they had to make sure the public kept believing that Baldwin and Eleanor were happy and very much in love despite the rumors. Problem was Phoebe Jones was determined to get to the bottom of this affair thing and ferret out the truth.

“Phoebe may be snooping around, but she doesn’t know anything yet.”

“Tell that to my press secretary,” Baldwin said dryly. “She’s been fielding calls from that woman every day. And we’re both tired of it.”

I bet you are. It’s probably because it’s interrupting your fuck sessions.

“Really? I thought you liked having a reporter on your ass day and night.” Lear grinned savoring the little jab. His brother was a namby-pamby, he needed to have a little dirt shoved in his face on occasion.

As Baldwin’s senior adviser, aka crisis manager, it was his job to watch Baldwin’s back at all times. When there was trouble, he handled it. Why this escaped Baldwin’s brain now irked him.

“Fuck you too, Lear.”

“Whatever.” Lear checked his watch. He hoped he’d be able to get the airport early, so they could take off ahead of schedule. He reasoned it wouldn’t matter too much if he was late since he was using Baldwin’s private jet. “Are you done losing your mind? Because I have a job to do so back off and let me do it.”

He pulled the phone away from his ear while his brother yelled and ranted. He rolled his eyes as he waited for his brother’s caterwauling to end.

“Feel better?” Lear asked.

“For now, assuming you do your damn job,” Baldwin said. “How are you going to fix this?”

“Do you really want to know, or do you want to see the result?”

“Of course I want to know,” Baldwin snapped. “That’s why I’m talking to you.”

A smart politician would have said no, preferring to keep his hands clean, but not Baldwin. He was too controlling for his own good. In forty-two years, Baldwin had not changed one bit. He was still as high-handed as ever despite the everyman persona he showed to the public. His arrogant and dictatorial manner was legendary among his staffers and the servants that kept his house in tip top shape.

Lear knew Baldwin thought of him as just another lackey to do his bidding and not a partner in his bid for the White House. If there weren’t bigger things at stake, he would have dropped Baldwin a long time ago, leaving the asshole and his lofty political ambitions far behind.

“I’m going to use Dalcourt,” Lear said.

“What about him?” Baldwin asked.

“He’ll get that reporter and anyone else she’s alerted off of your back,” Lear said. “They’ll be too busy tearing apart his life to even think about you or your…friend.”

“Dalcourt is your big solution? I knew I should have went with Smith.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Lear asked.

“It means it’s a stupid idea. He’s not going to roll over and play dead for you,” Baldwin said.

“Yes he will,” Lear said. My talent is wasted working for him.


“Because he will. God, man you are infuriating. Father always said you had the brain of an ox.”

“I won’t say what he said about you. Mostly because it will piss you off too much and I still need your help.”

Lear sighed. “My God you are a pain in the ass.”

“Are you just going to give that reporter Dalcourt’s name and address and hope for the best?” His tone walked the line between bitterness and incredulity.

“No. A little birdie is going to tell her that I’m leaving town and that it has something to do with this affair thing. Naturally she’ll follow me, I’ll get her to meet me and then I’ll dangle our little brother in her face. The story will be so juicy she’ll have to bite.”

“Why don’t you do that here?” Baldwin asked.

“Dalcourt doesn’t live here. He lives in some dinky town in Wyoming called Wildsage. And I’m luring her to Wyoming to make sure she does her job and latches on to him, there. I can’t risk her getting distracted by you and your antics.”

“What if she refuses to bite and decides to return here?” Baldwin asked. The uncharacteristic fear in his voice was unnerving.

“She won’t. If you knew what I know about Dalcourt, you’d be drooling over this too,” Lear said.

“Finding dirt on Dalcourt is damn near impossible. He’s too shadowy,” Baldwin said. “You have got to tell me what you have on him.”

“I can’t. I’ve already said too much. The less you know about this the better it is for you and me.”

Baldwin laughed even louder. “You think that little pipsqueak scares me?”

“I didn’t say that. It’s my job to make sure your name stays out of these things and that’s what I’m doing.”

“Okay, okay.” Baldwin fell silent. “Once he finds out you that you’ve fucked him, he’s going to be pissed.”

“He won’t find out unless you tell him,” Lear said.

“I’m not going to tell him. But he will find out nevertheless. Doing that sort of thing was his job remember?”

“Okay so what if he does,” Lear said.

“You just need to be prepared.”

“I am because I know how to get him where he hurts,” Lear said.

“What if he manages to get that reporter off his trail?”

“He’ll have no choice but to do what I say if he knows what’s best for him,” Lear said.

“You’re a killer Lear, you know that don’t you.”

“That’s why you have me on your team,” Lear replied.

“Dalcourt’s our brother, why would you even think about doing that to him?” Baldwin asked.

We all have to make sacrifices for the family and it’s time he made his. “Don’t worry about it. I have to go or else I’ll miss my flight. I’ll talk to you later.”

Lear ended the call and glanced at his luggage beside the front door. He checked his watch. He had just enough time to get to the airport, to check in and head to the bar for a drink. He needed a few drinks before he dealt with his younger brother.

Bound To Them

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual Cowboy BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA]

Jake Hargate is a man with a past. Born into a rich and powerful political family in Massachusetts, they were all raised to believe one thing: protect the family’s interests at all costs. After leaving that life behind, Jake finds love and happiness married to Max Krause, a Dom, and Ally Renjel, a submissive. Being Max’s submissive gives Jake the security he needs, and topping Ally gives him the control he craves.

But when a political scandal threatens to ruin Jake’s brother, a prominent governor who hopes to move up the political ladder, Jake is drawn into a dark world of vengeance he swore he’d never enter again. Jake’s family gives him a choice: help them or risk the life he cherishes with Max and Ally.

Deciding to do whatever it takes to protect Max and Ally, Jake is drawn into a world of darkness. Will Max and Ally be able to rescue him, or will Jake be lost forever?

Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration. 

A Siren Erotic Romance

Buy Links-

Siren Bookstrand- http://www.bookstrand.com/book/bound-to-them

Amazon- https://www.amazon.com/Bound-Siren-Publishing-Menage-Amour-ebook/dp/B071Z8VZFC/


Peyton lives in Michigan where she dreams of summers that aren’t so humid. She and her husband have been married for over a decade years and he often lends a helping hand or opinion or two when she’s writing a steamy scene.

She loves to travel and hopes to make it to a romance writers convention sometime soon to meet her idols in the genre without getting too much “stalkage” in.

When she is not on the net, she is reading about the life of her latest “book boyfriend” or creating one in her own works. If you’d like to to contact her. Drop her an e-mail. She loves hearing from her fans and admirers.

My Blog: Hot, Sexy and Shared- Erotic Romances by Peyton Brittany Clarke- http://peytonbrittanyclarkewrites.blogspot.com

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Stocky & Sumptuous, first kiss


First, Happy July 4th for those of you in the US! We’re celebrating today with a parade and some fireworks. Hubby is off and we’re all dressed up in our red, white, and blue. I hope you enjoy the day!

For everyone else, well, happy Tuesday! I have a new sneak peek for you today…

Stocky & SumptuousI love first kisses, you know that. The best first kisses are the ones that are a little unexpected. The ones that you don’t see coming, but when you realize what’s happening, you can’t resist the pull.

Vicki is dead set against getting involved with Hunter. She knows, without a doubt, that he’s the opposite of what she wants. But there’s something about him that she just can’t resist!

Excerpt from Stocky & Sumptuous

Those dark blue eyes swept back to mine again and pinned me in place. He didn’t need the arms caging me in to hold me there. He leaned in closer, enough that I could feel his breath on my face before he spoke.

“I’m going to kiss you, Vicki.”

He paused just long enough to let me argue, but I couldn’t. No words could squeeze past the air struggling to fill my lungs. Then his lips touched mine, and nothing else mattered.

The file I held fell to the floor with a splat. I wish I could say I resisted him. That I fought. That I didn’t fold like an overcooked noodle. But none of it would be true. From that first brush of his lips, I was in trouble. Serious trouble.

His lips pressed to mine, holding me in place where he wanted me. His chest rose, brushing against my peaked nipples. I moaned softly, and he took complete advantage of it. His tongue traced the edge of my upper lip, dipping inside just enough to glide over my sensitive gums. He sucked my lip into his mouth and I couldn’t have resisted if I wanted to.

But, damn him, I didn’t want to.

He kissed me like he had no idea kissing another person could be so good. Like I was his first and last and only. His tongue slid over mine as his hands moved closer together until they landed on my hips. He pressed his body to mine, giving me a feel for exactly what was going through his head.

I’ll give you a clue… not much because all his blood was much, much lower.

He lifted my hips just enough to deposit me on the edge of my desk, then pressed between my thighs. I should have pushed him away, but it had been far too long since a man made me feel the way he did. In that moment, he wasn’t a workaholic. He wasn’t the wrong guy for me. He wasn’t someone I barely knew. He was just Hunter, and holy shit was he just what I wanted.

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#FiveOnFriday with Kayelle Allen

Please say hi to Kayelle Allen! You’re going to love hearing from her, especially since her motto is Romance Lives Forever!

Let’s get started with a few questions…

How much importance do you place on world-building?

It’s vital no matter what you write. World-building is nothing more than setting and culture and every story needs those. I write science fiction so I created an entire galaxy for my story universe. I’m a science fiction reader as well as writer and love reading about new worlds. All my scifi books are set inside this larger universe, some on this side of the galaxy, some on that. But from Earth to Sempervia, it’s all laid out and I know details about every world and empire.

Do you use any favorite software when you write, other than word processing?

I use WordWeb every single day, several times a day: It’s a thesaurus and dictionary with links to Wikipedia, Wiktionary, and WordWeb Online built right in. When I’m stuck for a better word, I write the first word that comes to mind, and then type the hotkey to open WordWeb. You can set your own, btw. It pops up with a list of possible words, and tabs that show me several other options, including a list of words in the dictionary that fall before and after it. It’s free and I highly recommend it. You can download it here http://wordwebonline.com/

Do you listen to music while you write or prefer quiet?

I can deal with quiet and sometimes it’s necessary so I can focus, but I also listen to music. Each book has its own playlist. When I wrote one book, I listened to Audioslave, Three Days Grace, Ozzy Osborne, and Nine Inch Nails. For another, it was Linkin Park, Matthew Duffy, and the Verve, Nightwish, Evanescence, Linkin Park, Usher, Depeche Mode and an old Dave Clark 5 song called “Because.” Currently, I’m listening to music on Amazon Prime and have a playlist that’s nine and a half hours long. I’ve never gotten all the way through it but I start at different places. Songs are by Audiomachine, Really Slow Motion, Epic North, Thomas Bergersen, and even one by Katy Perry (Rise).

What do you enjoy most about writing?

I love telling the story and getting reactions. My critique group is vital to my inspiration process. I don’t think I could write without having feedback. It’s the give and take that gets me fired up to continue. My family is also wonderful about giving me ideas and letting me bounce ideas off them. I also love working with my oldest son to do art for my website. He is a graphic designer by trade and his work is just amazing. The youngest is always game for science and math questions. He’s genius at this stuff.

You and your husband are both veterans. How did you meet?

We were both on active duty in the Navy and met in orientation on the new base where we were assigned. He knew I was “the one’ right away and asked me out the minute we met. It took me a little while to believe he was serious. Once I realized he was, I never let go. In December, we’ll celebrate our 44th wedding anniversary. I like to think at this point, we’re both tenured. *grin*

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure – Antonello Brothers 1

Sweet Science Fiction Romance with a Kick
A fast-paced sci fi romance with an adorable, fun-loving hero who’s half-human and half-cat. She’s a by-the-book army captain.
Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device.
Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.
He’s a thief. She’s a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!

Available free on Kindle Unlimited
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The sequel for this book is For Women Only.

Kayelle Allen is an artist and a best-selling American author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines include contemporary every day folk, role-playing immortal gamers, futuristic covert agents, and warriors who purr. Her graphic designs grace multiple book covers, banners, and websites. Her motto is Romance Lives Forever.
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Stocky & Sumptuous, coming soon

Stocky & SumptuousGuess what? Stocky & Sumptuous will be out in only two weeks! Ahh! I’m so excited for this one. I’m excited for all of them, but I absolutely love weddings, and this one has a lot of wedding stuff in it! Of course, there’s a lot of other fun stuff in there, too. Like resisting a guy Vicki knows is all wrong for her.

Excerpt from Stocky & Sumptuous

Tuesday after lunch, I was sitting at my desk, and Hunter walked in. He headed straight for me, his eyes locked on mine from the second he stepped inside.

“I told you I’m not giving up. I’m taking you out this weekend. I’m not the man you think I am.”

I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter. I have plans this weekend.”

He smirked. “Plans I can work with. You didn’t say no.”

He turned and walked away, leaving me speechless. I wanted to chase him down and say no, but when he paused at the hallway and grinned at me, I knew it was only a matter of time before I gave in to him.

My earbuds went back in while he was meeting with Drew. I had no idea what Drew was working on, which kind of bothered me. I really wanted to know what the project was. I didn’t know why. Drew and Xander worked on a lot of projects that I wasn’t intimately involved with. I would keep track of how things were going and make sure they were on schedule and budget, but the details were frequently left to them.

The fact that Hunter’s project bothered me, bothered me.

I went to get a cup of coffee and was filing papers, the most boring part of my job, when Hunter came back into the front.

“So, when are you free? You can’t have plans for the entire weekend.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the side of my desk. Stacks of paper were scattered everywhere. He shifted his weight and one of the stacks fluttered to the floor.

“Shit. Sorry about that,” he said, crouching to pick up the papers. I bent at the same time, our knees brushing and eyes colliding. He held my gaze and handed me the papers he collected. We both stood and he stepped closer.

My phone rang and startled me away from him. I answered it and made notes about the call, hoping Hunter would be gone when I turned back around.

No such luck.

I carried the file to the cabinet behind me and slid it into place. When I went back to my desk, I could stop the sudden desire for Hunter to lay me out on the messy desk and show me just how wrong I was about him.

His eyes followed me, back and forth, until half the paper was gone. I grabbed a new stack and he stepped in front of me. Hunter pressed me against the edge of my desk, towering over me. His gaze flickered to the surface, almost as though he was thinking the same thing I was.

Wipe it clean. 

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Q&A Sunday: More Questions

It’s Q&A Sunday, but I’m all out of questions! If you have a question you’ve always wanted to ask, now’s your chance! You can post it here or you can send me an email (mary (at) maryethompson (dot) com) with Q&A in the subject.


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