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Saturday, December 31, 2011

I’ve been nominated for TWO best of 2011 awards!!!


WOW!! I’m stunned! From Love Romance Café:
Best Ménage Book (any combination as long as it’s three or more people in the relationship)
Berengaria Brown-Untamable (Silver)

Best Science Fiction/Futuristic/Dystopian Book
Berengaria Brown-Raw Want (Siren-Bookstrand)




“Untamable” blurb:
Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar live together, but the excitement has gone out of their relationship. She makes holiday plans to spice things up, using the theme of a "White Christmas". Jewel has thought of everything, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?
Buy link: https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/new-release-c-1/untamable-ebook-p-677




“Raw Want” blurb:
Yuri, Jed, and Lucas claim Ruth as their woman after rescuing her. The men demonstrate their love for her by helping her to prepare herself for the dangers and stress of their journey. Can the foursome learn to become a unit, while searching for more survivors? Weeks of searching reveal no survivors and no clean water either. How can people live under such conditions? Mind-blowing orgasms form a contrast to days of fear and tension. Will their travels cement their relationship or drive them farther apart than ever? Is shared danger and awesome sex enough of a foundation on which to build a long-term relationship?
Buy link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-want


Berengaria

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Stuff your stocking with books blogfest! TODAY ONLY


Today I am over at the "Stuff Your Stocking with Books Blogfest". My post goes LIVE at 6pm Eastern and I'll be drawing a winner from the commenters for their choice of a book from my backlist at midnight. EVERY blogger is giving away a prize so you really should go visit!
http://wcguest.blogspot.com/


Berengaria

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Happy Holidays. My Holiday gift to y'all


“Tasting the Holidays”: Blurb:

Marianne is addicted to all things Christmas. She's also addicted to the totally yummy James, but he just doesn't understand the importance of the holiday. Is he teachable?

EXCERPT
Happy Christmas, honey.”
James leaned in for a gentle kiss, then couldn’t resist deepening it, pulling her against his aching dick, and showing her just how much he wanted her.
Finally he broke the kiss just seconds before he would have passed out for lack of oxygen.
“Maybe we’d better continue this inside,” he suggested, breathing heavily.
“Good plan.” She stepped back to let him enter.
He kicked the door shut behind himself, then pulled her back into his arms. She felt so good there, so much a part of himself. His tongue dived into her mouth again, tasting her, sliding along the insides of her cheeks, behind her teeth, across the roof of her mouth. She was so damn delicious. Honey, nectar, and ambrosia all rolled together into one magnificent woman.
James gripped her hips, grinding his aching dick against her pelvis. Suddenly, he couldn’t wait a moment longer. “I want you so much.”
“I always want you,” she whispered.
And that was true. She was always ready and wet for him, so accommodating, so loving and giving. Damn he was one hell of a lucky man.
James flipped her over his shoulder, one hand holding the voluptuous curve of her ass as he jogged down the hallway to her bedroom.
It was a welcoming room, without being girly. The comforter was a deep gold, the rug bronze, and there was a painting of a field of sunflowers in full bloom on the wall opposite the bed.
But right now the only thing he wanted to see was Marianne naked. He swung her upright and dropped them both onto the bed, his lips locked to hers. Their bodies bounced a little bit on the mattress, then he slid one leg between hers, held her face in both hands and thrust his tongue into her mouth.

FREE DOWNLOAD LINK: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-tastingtheholidays-648676-144.html

Happy Holidays!
Berengaria

Friday, December 23, 2011

Virgins No More book 2: A Regency treat!


Blurb: “Almost a Virgin”. Book 2 of "Virgins No More"

Theodora has loved John Smith ever since she was a little girl. But he’s very wealthy and she is only a vicar’s daughter and sister.
John had been waiting for Theodora to grow up. When he kisses Theodora in the garden at the ball, lust roars through him and he takes her there in the garden, fully dressed, only a few yards away from a hundred people. She’s warm and more than willing in his arms, and it’s not until the deed is done that he realizes he’s just dishonored his best friend’s sister.
Theodora doesn’t regret what she’s done. She enjoyed it and wants more of him. Even though he’s only marrying her because he dishonored her, she doesn’t care. She’ll make him so happy in bed and in his home he’ll stay with her even though he may never love her.

Story Excerpt

The Season had barely begun, so the ballroom was not overcrowded. That was one thing Theodora had not enjoyed last Season when her Mama had brought her out. Some of the Ton parties they’d been invited to were the ones to which every man and his second cousin twice removed had received a card, so the heat and noise had been awful. But since her brother, Barnabas, had not received any offers for her hand, Mama had insisted they attend every event for which they had an invitation, in the hope of her making a match.
Now that Barnabas and Georgina were married, Georgina’s grandmama, the Dowager Lady Arnott, ensured they were all invited to every party of note, so mayhap someone eligible would offer for her this Season. Not that she wanted just anyone. Oh no. She was sufficiently foolish to want only one man. One big, tall, handsome, incredibly rich man. Theodora sighed quietly behind her fan and gazed at the delicious Mr. John Smith. She’d loved him for years and years. When she was a child, he’d always been polite to her, indulging her childish whims, claiming her little girl’s enduring devotion.
As a grown woman, she still loved him. No other man measured up to his kindness, intelligence, grace, and perfection of form. Unfortunately his large fortune almost guaranteed he would wed someone of much higher birth than she. No reasonable papa would discourage his suit despite his lack of a title. After all, his mama was the daughter of a duke. That connection, added to his immense wealth, would overcome any barriers.
Whereas she was the daughter of a vicar. Admittedly he was the third son of a nobleman, so her birth was acceptable. But still, as the daughter and sister of a vicar, she was no great catch. Her dowry was more than adequate. But once again, it didn’t compare with the stupendous sums available to Mr. Smith. As for beauty, her looks were well enough, but she was no diamond of the first water. Or even the second or third water. Not like Sapphira. Theodora gazed across the ballroom at Sapphira Arnott. Blonde, with brilliant blue eyes, a neat figure, and the sweetest person imaginable. I can’t even hate her she’s so friendly and caring! she thought as she watched the Earl of Mitcham and Mr. John Smith vie for Sapphira’s attention. But how I wish she’d accept the earl and leave Mr. Smith for me.

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/almost-a-virgin-by-berengaria-brown/


Berengaria

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

WIN a book!



NEW BOOK OUT TODAY!! And a giveaway to WIN

I’m visiting awesome author Tracy Cooper-Posey today, answering questions and offering a giveaway from my backlist. Go, comment, win:
http://tracycooperposey.com/get-cozy-with-santa-baby-and-berengaria-brown/


And also today my new MM werewolf holiday book is out!
Werewolves for Christmas: “A Little Light Loving” blurb:

Cord’s a werewolf and the holiday season makes Cord’s skin itch, his head ache, and his wolf side agitated. Usually he goes on vacation at this time of year but he wants to be with Dillon.
Cord decides to rent a little cabin in the mountains for the holiday week and Dillon agrees to come with him. They have a few wonderful days together, then Cord asks Dillon about werewolves and Dillon reveals his abhorrence of the animals and his animal heritage. Cord’s heart is breaking that the man he loves could be so mistrustful of him. How can they have a future without trust?

PG13 EXCERPT

You need your fucking head examined. Going off to fuck a werewolf? Where's your brain? Dillon chastised himself as he followed Cord's truck. Oh, yeah, that's right -- it's in your pants. Well, you deserve everything that happens to you, then.
Yeah, but all that's going to happen is that I'm going to get laid. And it'll be excellent, I know, because Cord's so yummy.
Idiot.
Quite likely. But I'll be a contented, sated idiot.
Having lost the argument with himself, and being unaccountably happy and excited at the thought of spending the night with Cord, Dillon jumped out of his car, beeped the security system on, and bounced across the parking lot to where Cord was standing waiting for him.
The man did look yummy. Hunkalicious. Dillon was tempted to lick his lips but managed to refrain. He didn't dare look down to check, but he was almost certain his dick was leading the way to Cord. To bed. Oh yes!
Side by side they walked up the stairs, their steps echoing with a hint of urgency, Dillon’s heart beating faster and faster the closer they got to Cord’s apartment.
Cord kicked the apartment door shut and pressed Dillon to the wall. Dillon stared into Cord's eyes. Their faces were almost on a level. Cord was just the slightest bit taller than him. His breath hitched at what he saw in Cord's gaze. Lust. Desire. Passion. "Kiss me," he breathed.
"I plan to do a whole lot more than kissing," said Cord, holding Dillon's chin in one hand.
Dillon licked his lips. He couldn't help himself this time. He leaned forward and very deliberately rubbed his cock over Cord's.
Cord hissed, then pressed back against Dillon, pushing him hard into the wall with his full body weight. When Cord was plastered tight against Dillon's body from hips to shoulders, he flicked his tongue across Dillon's nose, eyelids, forehead, and jaw line, as if savoring the flavor.
Dillon reached up and grabbed Cord's head, sliding his hands through the thick, silky hair, then holding tight. "I thought you said you were going to kiss me. That's not a kiss."
"This is, though," said Cord in a half-strangled, husky tone, before plunging his tongue into Dillon's mouth.
Cord's tongue was everywhere, tangling with Dillon's tongue, rubbing along the insides of his cheeks, sliding over the roof of his mouth. Dillon tightened his grip on Cord's head, holding it still so he could thrust his own tongue in return, matching Cord thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke, until they were both breathless and gasping for air.
"Now that was a kiss," panted Dillon, grinning.
"Bedroom," said Cord. "I don't want our first time to be against a wall."

BUY LINK: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=83&products_id=3472


Berengaria

Saturday, December 17, 2011

OFFICIAL NOTICE REGARDING ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS

Under clause XIX of my contract,
If Publisher suspends operations for more than sixty (60) continuous days, other than for technical difficulties such as a loss of Web Server, all rights hereunder shall immediately revert to Author.
This clause has now come into effect. Therefore I am reclaiming all rights to my book, “Changing Cherry” effective immediately.
Berengaria Brown

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Blogging, blogging...

I’m over at Savvy authors today, talking about writing as a profession.
http://www.savvyauthors.com/vb/content.php?1751-Writing-is-a-Career-by-Berengaria-Brown


Also, today is my final visit to Cindy Jacks’ blog, talking about my “Possessive Passions” series. And yes there are hot excerpts and yummy covers to look at.
http://cindyjacks.blogspot.com/2011/12/thursday-threesome-3-by-berengaria.html

Berengaria

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

All three books in my "Raw Claiming" series are out now.

"Raw Claiming" is set in the near future, when the world has changed and most of the women have disappeared. The remaining women have to choose several men to protect them, and adjust to a whole new kind of world.


Book 1 "Raw Craving":
Ayla thought it'd be just like Y2K all over again. But this time the world really did change. Now, she's living in a community with far more men than women and has to choose some to live with. Ethan and Gideon helped rescue her, and she's drawn to them. The sex is great, but she has to learn to live in a community that must become self-sufficient.
Also, what's going on outside? Has the world changed forever? Will the men be torn from her and sent outside again? Should she go, too? And into what?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-craving



Book 2: "Raw Need".
Hazel must choose who she'll live with. On the one hand, she likes Peyton, the leader of the group she was with. On the other, Kenan and Reuben, two of the men who rescued her, want her to join them. The Captain has a simple solution—live with all three. There follows a night of the most intense four-way claiming ever.
Soon, Reuben and Kenan leave on a trip to search for survivors. They don't find any people but find evidence a community may be hiding in desert caves. Hazel understands that two of her men need the adrenaline rush of using their skills in a dangerous situation, while one stays behind to protect her and her son.
They're all different people with different interests and skills, but can they ever become a real family?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need



Book 3: "Raw Want"
Yuri, Jed, and Lucas claim Ruth as their woman after rescuing her. The men demonstrate their love for her by helping her to prepare herself for the dangers and stress of their journey. Can the foursome learn to become a unit, while searching for more survivors? Weeks of searching reveal no survivors and no clean water either. How can people live under such conditions? Mind-blowing orgasms form a contrast to days of fear and tension. Will their travels cement their relationship or drive them farther apart than ever? Is shared danger and awesome sex enough of a foundation on which to build a long-term relationship?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-want

Berengaria

Sunday, December 11, 2011

AWSOME review for "Raw Need"!


Divine, at "Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews" liked "Raw Need". She said, "I found the most endearing quality of this story was the wonder and awe in each of the men as they realized they had a family to come home to that was full of love and acceptance. I recommend this read just simply to change the pace of what you are used to and broaden your erotic horizons."

Thank you, Divine!

"Raw Need" Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need

Berengaria

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Happy Commitment! A short Lesbian Holiday romance


Blurb: "Happy Commitment"
Damaris has loved Larnie for a long time. Larnie welcomes Damaris’ advances, but is unwilling to commit to a true relationship. After a night of excellent sex Larnie explains why she is acting this way. Can this holiday season bring a change in Larnie’s attitudes?


EXCERPT PG13

Damaris lay in bed, holding Larnie's luscious body hard against hers. She loved Larnie with every ounce of her being, but their relationship -- if it could even be called a relationship! -- was going nowhere.
It wasn't exactly that Larnie was commitment-shy, more that Larnie didn't even see the need for commitment. Oh, Damaris was certain Larnie wasn't sleeping with anyone else -- and nor was she -- but while Damaris' idea of heaven was Larnie in her arms, just like this, every night for the rest of their lives, Larnie wanted… What did Larnie want? Hell if she knew! Not some kind of formal commitment anyway.
Damaris let her hand slide over Larnie's skin. It was so soft and sweet. She buried her nose in Larnie's hair, inhaling its tangy apple scent. Whenever she smelled apples it always reminded her of Larnie.
Larnie was relaxed in her arms, but Damaris was almost certain the woman she loved wasn't asleep. So Damaris moved her hand slowly over Larnie's ribs, up higher to cup a warm breast. Larnie's breasts were just the perfect size to hold and suck. For a moment Damaris wished they were facing each other so she could pull a berry-brown nipple into her mouth and suck on it. Instead, she rolled it between her fingers, feeling it grow longer and harder under her attentions.
Damaris pressed her cunt, already creaming with desire, against Larnie's rounded ass, rubbing gently. She wanted Larnie again. Wanted to push her fingers deep into Larnie's hot little cunt, to twirl them up until she pressed on that slightly rougher bit of skin filled with nerve endings, and drive Larnie wild by holding her on the edge of climax until they were both exploding with need.
Right now Damaris concentrated on Larnie's breasts. Larnie had such hot, highly sensitive nipples, it was sometimes possible to give her a climax just by stimulating them. Oh, not always, but if she could tease Larnie, just right...

Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3429



Berengaria

Sunday, December 4, 2011

ANOTHER brand new holiday release!


“Untamable” blurb:
Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar live together, but the excitement has gone out of their relationship. She makes holiday plans to spice things up, using the theme of a "White Christmas". Jewel has thought of everything, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?


“Untamable” STORY EXCERPT
Jewel never thought she'd have to say it, but frankly, her ménage relationship with Donovan and Oscar had become boring, predictable, and stale. The three of them acted more like old married fifty-somethings than three trendy, young, ménage-sharing twenty-somethings.
They should be eager to jump into bed together or fuck up against the wall, filled with raw passion for each other. Instead, Oscar was so tired after work he fell asleep on the sofa in front of the television, while Donovan sat at the table surrounded by a mountain of paperwork he'd brought home from the office. At night, in their apartment, instead of screams of passion, there were soft snores from Oscar, and groans of frustration from Donovan, as he hunted for missing pieces of data.
"We're all still young. We should be in bed having sex," she said aloud in the living room.
Neither man paid any attention to her.
She had the feeling that even if she stripped off, Oscar wouldn't wake up, and Donovan wouldn't notice unless she started dancing on the table between him and his spreadsheets.
"You're not listening, are you? I may as well be invisible!"
No response.
The way Jewel saw it, she had two options: find herself a new relationship or kick the men into action and reignite some passion in their existing threesome. Jewel slitted her eyes and gazed critically at the men. Donovan had short, blond hair, deep blue eyes, was a fraction over six feet tall, and looked like a muscular Viking. Under that boring, plain, navy blue sweater, he had the most intricate tribal tattoo across his right upper arm. He also had a large cock that he knew how to use to hit her just right to bring her to a screaming orgasm. Not that they'd done that too often lately.
Oscar slumped on the sofa, his red head thrown back against the top of it. He had the very fair skin and pale blue-gray eyes common to redheads. He also had a lean, lithe, runner's build, making him appear taller than his six-foot-even height. His cock was a mighty fine piece of equipment, too. Oscar and Donovan were both bisexual, comfortable with fucking each other, or fucking her, or fucking as a threesome.
It wouldn't even be so bad if the men were fucking like bunnies. At least I could watch them. But lately, no one here is getting any!
So, what was she going to do? Walk out on the relationship or try to put some spark back into it?
They'd had such fun when they'd first gotten together. Every day had been a new adventure. Even cooking meals and doing laundry had been a shared time of exploration. She'd never forget the time they'd fucked her on the washing machine. Someone had suggested the motion could be an erotic enhancement, and nothing would do but for them to try it out. Donovan had climbed up to sit on the washing machine, then Oscar had lifted her up onto Donovan's lap. As Donovan had fucked her, she'd sucked Oscar, and the three of them had come laughing and screaming as the spin cycle bounced them around.
She doubted even suggesting they do it again would inspire Oscar to stay awake or drag Donovan away from his spreadsheets.
In two weeks it would be Christmas. Her workplace closed down for the week between Christmas and New Year. So did Donovan's. That's why he was under so much pressure to have all his work projects finished. But Oscar only had the actual holidays off work.
Donovan and Oscar were coming with her to a huge, extended family lunch on Christmas Day. There'd be a million people in the restaurant. Half of them she'd only recognize from the handy, color-coded family nametags they'd already been given to prepare for the gathering. Other than that, they had nothing planned. Jewel decided she'd be thinking of something special to do. Something really exciting, to snap the men out of their lethargy, and put some spark back into their romance.
What she needed to do was work out how to put the fun back into their relationship so the three of them actually enjoyed the holiday season, instead of just sleeping through it.
It was up to her if she wanted to save their relationship, and the time to do it was now.
Well, fuck! How am I going to do that?

Buy link: https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/new-release-c-1/untamable-ebook-p-677


Berengaria

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Holiday Menage out TODAY! Oh "Santa Baby".


Santa Baby” blurb
Jaid hates the annual family Christmas party, a huge event withpeople she doesn’t recognize or like. She's hot and horny and looking for action on the holidays.
But this year things look brighter. Her second cousin, Greg, andhis partner, Steve, invite her to spend time with them. Two sexy Santas for Jaid? Oh Santa baby!

PG Excerpt
Jaid ran a finger along her lips, checking she wasn’t drooling. Cousin Greg was a fraction over six feet tall, with thick, collar-length blond hair that had her aching to run her fingers through it. She just bet it was as soft and silky as it looked. His eyes were deep blue, and any time she looked into them, her panties creamed, and she almost drowned with desire to get up close and personal with him. She wanted to lick her way across his muscular chest, feel him wrap those strong arms around her, and drive his cock up hard and high inside her.
Steve’s slightly rough image was the perfect foil for Greg’s fair good looks. Steve had black hair and eyes so dark they might be black too. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that showed off the heavy muscles in his tanned arms. He made her think about doing dirty, naughty things with a bad, bad, biker boy. His features were not quite symmetrical but in a very sexy way, enhancing the bad-boy aura, and she was almost certain it was the edge of a tattoo she could see just at the sleeve of his t-shirt.
Greg and Steve in her bed would be the perfect Christmas gift. Hell, even up against a wall would do!


BUY LINK: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-santababy-648677-146.html

Berengaria

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Blogging about vacations

I’m visiting Tilly Green today and her “The Perfect Gift is a Book” blog. We’re talking about places we’d like to visit.
http://tillygreene.blogspot.com/2011/11/berengaria-brown-and-perfect-gift-is.html


Berengaria

Monday, November 28, 2011

"The Vicar's Virgin" is an ARe bestseller!!!!!!


I'm so excited that "The Vicar's Virgin", my one man one woman Regency romance is an ARe bestseller!!

"The Vicar’s Virgin" Blurb:
The Reverend Mr. Ridley needs a wife so he focuses his attentions on Georgina Arnott, a sensible, intelligent, yet attractive woman.
On their wedding night he’s relieved to discover she enjoys the pleasures of the bed, and, after a slow start, their evenings are full of passion and joy for both of them.
Unfortunately, when she takes an interest in his parish, it seems to involve filling his house with noisy people tramping muddy boots through the hallways, and filling his kitchen with dirty children.
He loves his wife. But can this marriage work?

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-vicars-virgin-by-berengaria-brown/


Berengaria

Saturday, November 26, 2011

The final story in the Raw Claiming series is out now!


"Raw Want" blurb:


Yuri, Jed, and Lucas claim Ruth as their woman after rescuing her. The men demonstrate their love for her by helping her to prepare herself for the dangers and stress of their journey. Can the foursome learn to become a unit, while searching for more survivors? Weeks of searching reveal no survivors and no clean water either. How can people live under such conditions? Mind-blowing orgasms form a contrast to days of fear and tension. Will their travels cement their relationship or drive them farther apart than ever? Is shared danger and awesome sex enough of a foundation on which to build a long-term relationship?

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-want

Berengaria

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Regency Romance out today!

Another author suggested I write a one man/one woman story, "for variety", since most of my books are menages, MM, or FF.
It seemed like an awesome idea. I love the Regency era, and Georgette Heyer's novels in particular, and I've already published several Regency-set stories, so I started thinking.
The Arnott family all started talking to me at once, and the Regency-set, one man/one woman series, "Virgins No More' was born.
The first book in the series, "The Vicar's Virgin" is out today!


The Vicar’s Virgin Blurb:
The Reverend Mr. Ridley needs a wife so he focuses his attentions on Georgina Arnott, a sensible, intelligent, yet attractive woman.
On their wedding night he’s relieved to discover she enjoys the pleasures of the bed, and, after a slow start, their evenings are full of passion and joy for both of them.
Unfortunately, when she takes an interest in his parish, it seems to involve filling his house with noisy people tramping muddy boots through the hallways, and filling his kitchen with dirty children.
He loves his wife. But can this marriage work?

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-vicars-virgin-by-berengaria-brown/

Berengaria

Saturday, November 19, 2011

I'm telling secrets

I'm telling secrets over at Hazel Nuts.

http://hazel-nuts.co.uk/?p=234


If you want to know some naughty things about me, drop by!

Berengaria

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Genre jumping

I write menages, MM, and FF. I like to read all different kinds of books so that's the way I write.


Several of my menages are series like the "Raw Claiming" books ("Raw Craving", "Raw Need" and "Raw Want") or the "Possessive Passions" series ("Shared Possession", "Possess Me" and "Ultimate Possession".)
For each of these series I began by building a world where there was a specific reason why several men would marry and share a woman. One menage story is eminently believable, but when a whole society is living in that way, I needed there to be a reason why they'd chosen to do this. Hence the traditional beliefs in the "Possessive Passions" series, and the end-of-the-world scenario in the "Raw Claiming" series.



How do you feel about menage stories? Do you need there to be a reason for people to act this way, or is lust a good enough reason for you?

Berengaria

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Raw Claiming: The world has changed and there's a shortage of women


"Raw Claiming" book one: "Raw Craving":

Ayla thought it’d be just like Y2K all over again. But this time the world really did change. Now, she’s living in a community with far more men than women and has to choose some to live with. Ethan and Gideon helped rescue her, and she’s drawn to them. The sex is great, but she has to learn to live in a community that must become self-sufficient.
Also, what’s going on outside? Has the world changed forever? Will the men be torn from her and sent outside again? Should she go, too? And into what?

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-craving



"Raw Claiming" book 2: "Raw Need":

Hazel must choose who she’ll live with. On the one hand, she likes Peyton, the leader of the group she was with. On the other, Kenan and Reuben, two of the men who rescued her, want her to join them. The Captain has a simple solution—live with all three. There follows a night of the most intense four-way claiming ever.
Soon, Reuben and Kenan leave on a trip to search for survivors. They don’t find any people but find evidence a community may be hiding in desert caves. Hazel understands that two of her men need the adrenaline rush of using their skills in a dangerous situation, while one stays behind to protect her and her son. They’re all different people with different interests and skills, but can they ever become a real family?

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need


Berengaria

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Hazel gets her three men today!


Blurb: Raw Need

Hazel must choose who she’ll live with. On the one hand, she likes Peyton, the leader of the group she was with. On the other, Kenan and Reuben, two of the men who rescued her, want her to join them. The Captain has a simple solution—live with all three. There follows a night of the most intense four-way claiming ever.
Soon, Reuben and Kenan leave on a trip to search for survivors. They don’t find any people but find evidence a community may be hiding in desert caves. Hazel understands that two of her men need the adrenaline rush of using their skills in a dangerous situation, while one stays behind to protect her and her son. They’re all different people with different interests and skills, but can they ever become a real family?

STORY Excerpt

“Hazel Young, you will recall at your original interview you were told that you needed to make a decision about which man or men you would live with here at Lilyward One. Three months was suggested as an appropriate time for you to look around and make your first choice. If, after three months of cohabitation, you are not compatible, you may part and take a different man. Your first three months is up, yet you haven’t formed a relationship with anyone. May I know why?”
Hazel was scared stiff. There was no way on earth she could care for and support eight-year-old Tyler out in the world with radioactive dust still around, soil and water most likely poisoned, and no social structure or functional government. Being sent away from Lilyward One would be signing the death warrant for herself and her child.
She drew herself to her full five-foot-three-inch height, shook her blonde curls back onto her shoulders, then stared the all-powerful Captain Henry Blackmore in the eye. She may be scared enough to almost wet her pants, but she had a child to protect and her own life to fight for, so she would do her damndest to win her way through.
“Yes, Sir. I’m perfectly prepared to obey the rules here. I’m well aware that Tyler and I wouldn’t have survived the past three months had you not permitted us to stay at Lilyward One. My team supervisor has often said he’s happy with my work on the QB team. But moving in with a man or men is—difficult. It’s just been Tyler and me all his life. His dad took off before he was born, and I never applied for a divorce. I never wanted to remarry. The only good thing that came out of my year of marriage was Tyler.”
She stopped to tighten her wobbly knees, drag in a big breath, and flick her eyes to the Captain’s 2IC, George Samine. His face was as blank as the Captain’s. Feeling even more desperate to convince them to let her stay, she continued.
“Kenan and Reuben, part of Team K who brought the Broadford people here, have said many times they want me to partner with them. I’m not the kind of person who can just jump into bed with anyone, but I feel as though I know them now, and I like them, so I’m willing to try. But…”
“But?” The Captain’s deep blue eyes behind his metal-rimmed glasses seemed to peer right into her soul.
“There’s also Peyton. I really like Peyton. If the world hadn’t changed, he’s the kind of man I may eventually have invited into my life. Besides, what will happen to Tyler? If I move in with Reuben and Kenan, or with Peyton, will Tyler come, too? We’ve never been apart, and he’s still only a little boy.”
“Peyton was the leader of the Broadford District group you arrived with? The one who guided the dozen of you when the world changed?” asked the 2IC.
“Yes, Sir.”
“He seems to be a fine man. He’s provided some excellent input to the mechanics team. Had some very innovative ideas,” said the Captain. “In a nutshell, the problem is, you can’t decide between Kenan and Reuben on the one hand and Peyton on the other. The boy will stay with you whoever you choose. He’s not a problem. The men will accept him. I don’t see what you’ve said as an insurmountable difficulty. Why not move in with all three of them? See if you can all make it work.”
“Three men?” Hazel’s mind was whirring, and her heart beating way too fast for her to breathe properly.
“Why not? That’s a good solution. The world has changed, Hazel. It will never be as it once was, even if the various governments pull their heads out of their asses long enough to clean the earth up and show some serious leadership skills again,” added the 2IC.
Hazel dropped into a hard, wooden chair a little to the side of where she’d been standing. No amount of will-power could keep her upright any longer. Could she? Could she live with three men? The thought of living with two men had been hard enough to get her head around, but three? Holy Hannah!

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need


Berengaria

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Two Lesbian short romances out now



Fist Me

Maeve nearly fell off her barstool when Taryn, the sexiest woman she’d ever known, asked her to fist her. Could she? Should she? She’d always fancied Taryn and after the relationship from hell with Mr. Perfect, Maeve craves more. Hotter, Wilder. Naughtier. And she did ask her…

Stubborn Attraction

Jaelle is over work and men. She heads to the mountains in search of peace and the freedom to be who she is. A shapeshifter. There she meets Ursula. Wildfire lust and hot, intense sex consumes them. Are they bound by just sex or is there more to who they are?

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-lustywenches-625953-145.html


Berengaria

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

I'm talking about the seasons

I'm visiting Tabby's Nocturnal Nights today, talking about the seasons.
http://tabithablake.blogspot.com/2011/11/writing-about-seasons.html


Winter, Summer, Halloween, the beach, and other times of year. With a few of my yummy book covers, so please drop by.

Berengaria

Monday, October 31, 2011

Because Ghosts deserve a happy ending too.

"Ghostly Indulgence" a short, hot Halloween read



Nurzhan and Spyridion are ghosts. The only night they can become corporeal is All Hallow’s Eve, when they should be busy haunting. Hopefully, there will be some time for fun, as well. They’re determined to get to know each other much better on this one special night. But how can they live a whole year without touching each other again?

The closer it got to Halloween the harder Spyridion tried to think of a way to get up close and personal, in private, with the truly yummy Nurzhan. The problem was, all ghosts were so busy at Halloween. They were supposed to devote themselves to scaring people all night long, yet this was the only time they could become fully corporeal and fuck properly as humans. It hardly seemed fair that on the one night a year they were guaranteed multiple outstanding orgasms, they were fully occupied jumping out of closets and saying "Boo" to unbelieving humans. Although he didn't want to totally abdicate his duties on that night, surely he could spend an hour or so in bed with the one ghost he desired above all things, Nurzhan. How to set it up was the problem.
Spyridion was in one of his favorite places, sitting on the steeple of St Thomas the Apostle by the Sea Church, looking out over the ocean, when he saw Nurzhan floating toward him. Damn, that man was fuckable. Shoulder-length black hair, silky-soft and swirling around his head. Eyes so deep a brown a man could drown in those sexy, dark pools. And built. Oh yeah, big all over, especially where it counted the most.
Spyridion knew Nurzhan was interested in him. They'd even exchanged a few touches and a kiss, but he wanted a whole lot more than that. And he wanted it the one night of the year when they were both able to become corporeal.
Nurzhan wafted down onto the steeple and settled himself beside Spyridion.
"Hi there. All ready for the big night?" Spyridion asked.
"Yeah, well, um, I've been thinking about that."
"You have? Me too." Spyridion felt excitement tingle through him. If he'd had a pulse it would have been racing right now.
"I don't think it's fair the way we ghosts aren't recognized for all the hard work we do each All Saint's Eve. It's time we stood up for ourselves and made people realize we have rights, too."
Well, damn. That wasn't what I was hoping he'd say!

Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=79_107&products_id=3378


Berengaria

Thursday, October 27, 2011

I've been blogging.

I’m talking about Halloween and two of my Halloween books over with Kate Hill today
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=1249


I’m also over at Savvy Authors talking about different kinds of heat in erotic romances.

http://www.savvyauthors.com/vb/content.php?1611-Hot-and-Steamy-by-Berengaria-Brown


Drop by and say hi.

Berengaria

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

My very first AUDIO Book!! and a re-released menage


I'm very excited about my very first audio book!
"Rowena’s Ghostly Menage” in AUDIO is out now!

Jabez Winton has been dead since 1920 but he can't go into the light until he settles a few things with his descendants. In order to be heard, he needs energy and when Rowena and her boyfriend, Nate, enter the old warehouse, Jabez sees his chance. Nate can't keep his hands off Rowena, and the sexual energy produced is enough to allow Jabez to speak to them. When Nate comes up with the idea for a ghostly menage, Rowena is the one who will decide Jabez's fate.


https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/audio-books-c-84/rowena-s-ghostly-menage-audio-p-400




Isn't that an awesome cover! She definitely looks seduced!

"Seducing Susannah"

At the company cookout Susannah comes across Quinn and Micah fucking under the trees. Stunned by the eroticism of the act, she masturbates as she watches. The men invite her to join them for an afternoon of menage sex. Susannah is more than happy to agree.


http://www.bookstrand.com/sducing-susannah

(This book was previously published by Torquere Press).

Berengaria

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Are you in the mood for some Halloween reading?


Dogged Pursuit blurb:
Dwyer is a two-hundred-year-old werewolf currently working as a limo driver. He’s enticed by the scent of a man he has to take into the city. The man’s smell overwhelms him and calls to him “mate”. Yet he thought only a male and a female could mate and he is gay.
Nelson is equally attracted to Dwyer and the two spend a very hot night together.
However their second date is on Halloween and Dwyer is really struggling to keep his wolf under control. Nelson’s scent is giving him a permanent hard-on and his wolf is demanding to be let free, to bite and mate with Nelson.
Their new relationship is derailed by a group of wanna-be vampires robbing an elderly couple and the elderly couple strongly believe Dwyer is their pet dog come back to life, because it is Samhain.
How is Dwyer going to get himself out of this mess? And what will Nelson’s reaction be? Can they possibly have a future together now?

BUY LINK: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2887

Berengaria

Saturday, October 15, 2011

OUT TODAY Ghostly Indulgence - A Halloween treat


"Ghostly Indulgence" Blurb
Nurzhan and Spyridion are ghosts. The only night they can become corporeal is All Hallow’s Eve, when they should be busy haunting. Hopefully, there will be some time for fun, as well. They’re determined to get to know each other much better on this one special night. But how can they live a whole year without touching each other again?

Story Excerpt:
The closer it got to Halloween the harder Spyridion tried to think of a way to get up close and personal, in private, with the truly yummy Nurzhan. The problem was, all ghosts were so busy at Halloween. They were supposed to devote themselves to scaring people all night long, yet this was the only time they could become fully corporeal and fuck properly as humans. It hardly seemed fair that on the one night a year they were guaranteed multiple outstanding orgasms, they were fully occupied jumping out of closets and saying "Boo" to unbelieving humans. Although he didn't want to totally abdicate his duties on that night, surely he could spend an hour or so in bed with the one ghost he desired above all things, Nurzhan. How to set it up was the problem.
Spyridion was in one of his favorite places, sitting on the steeple of St Thomas the Apostle by the Sea Church, looking out over the ocean, when he saw Nurzhan floating toward him. Damn, that man was fuckable. Shoulder-length black hair, silky-soft and swirling around his head. Eyes so deep a brown a man could drown in those sexy, dark pools. And built. Oh yeah, big all over, especially where it counted the most.
Spyridion knew Nurzhan was interested in him. They'd even exchanged a few touches and a kiss, but he wanted a whole lot more than that. And he wanted it the one night of the year when they were both able to become corporeal.
Nurzhan wafted down onto the steeple and settled himself beside Spyridion.
"Hi there. All ready for the big night?" Spyridion asked.
"Yeah, well, um, I've been thinking about that."
"You have? Me too." Spyridion felt excitement tingle through him. If he'd had a pulse it would have been racing right now.
"I don't think it's fair the way we ghosts aren't recognized for all the hard work we do each All Saint's Eve. It's time we stood up for ourselves and made people realize we have rights, too."
Well, damn. That wasn't what I was hoping he'd say!

Buy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=79_107&products_id=3378


Berengaria

Friday, October 14, 2011

Look at my pretty new print book!


Change Me Up, my new print book is out NOW!

“Change Me Up” is a print combo of “Tempting Tenealle” and “Vivienne’s Vacation”

Tempting Tenealle: Continuously overwhelmed by an unending inundation of visiting cousins, Tenealle decides the only solution is to buy a bigger apartment. Evan’s selling an apartment that is perfect for her. In fact, Evan and his partner, Faris, are perfect for her. How can she concentrate on renovating an apartment when she’d much rather be in their bedroom?

Vivienne’s Vacation: Divorced, 40-year-old Vivienne wants to taste some of the more extreme sexual experiences. But after her sexy vacation with two men ménages, and some light BDSM, will she find happiness? Then she meets two much younger men. Will mixing work and play be the answer to her problems?

Buy link: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1610349210/bookstrand-20


Berengaria

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Friday, October 7, 2011

One woman two men and the world is ending



"Raw Craving" the first book in the "Raw Claiming" series, is out now!


Blurb Raw Craving: Ayla thought it’d be just like Y2K all over again. But this time the world really did change. Now, she’s living in a community with far more men than women and has to choose some to live with. Ethan and Gideon helped rescue her, and she’s drawn to them. The sex is great, but she has to learn to live in a community that must become self-sufficient.
Also, what’s going on outside? Has the world changed forever? Will the men be torn from her and sent outside again? Should she go, too? And into what?

STORY EXCERPT
It was plain to see Ethan and Gideon planned to claim her and fuck her. Well, she was okay with that. She’d seen a hell of a lot more men than women here, and their messages on the radio had said “marry one or more men,” so it’s not like being expected to fuck was a big surprise. Indeed, it was logical. Survivalism and army stuff were more man things than woman things, really.
Besides, it’d been so long since she’d had a steady partner. Not since she left the city. Once she’d moved in with her parents, her social life had pretty much shriveled up and died. Apart from a brief affair with a local farmer, sex had been just her and her fingers for way too long.
Ethan was tall and muscular with a really sexy voice. Her pussy creamed at the thought of being tucked up inside his arms. Gideon was a bit more of an enigma. He’d talked to her on the way back to this place—wherever the hell it was. They hadn’t traveled on any main roads, that was for sure!—but he hadn’t really revealed much about himself. Still, he was easy on the eyes and seemed gentle and considerate. In the lottery of survival, she figured she hadn’t done too badly to end up with this pair of men.
The real question was, how would the sharing thing work? Would they fuck her one at a time? Like, one night on, one night off? Or would they both be in the room and take turns immediately one after the other? Would she suck one while the other fucked her? Or—and this was a totally panty-drenching thought—would they take her together, one in her cunt and one in her ass? She’d never personally experienced such a thing, or even talked in real life to a woman who had, but she was well aware that it happened.
Ayla stood silently in the doorway of Ethan and Gideon’s—what? Room? Apartment?—and waited to be told what would happen next. The other men were unloading the two trucks, but Ethan and Gideon each had one of her suitcases and had brought her directly here.
They dumped the cases against the wall and pulled her into the room.
“You know you’ll be claimed by one or more of the men here?” began Gideon.
She nodded.
“You don’t have to accept the first man who asks you. But you will be expected to accept someone.” She nodded at Ethan this time.
Ethan cleared his throat. “Um, well, we were hoping you’d accept us.
We like you, and think you’re sexy and, um—”
“And since I have to sleep with someone, and since you rescued me, it may as well be you?”
“Yeah, pretty much. It’s not exactly a very romantic proposal, I’m afraid,” said Gideon.
“Yeah, well, it’s not exactly a romantic world anymore.” She mimicked his words and intonation.
“You’ll take us?” Ethan’s face was split by a huge grin.
Ayla nodded.
“You won’t regret it. We’ll look after you, I promise,” said Gideon.
“Yes, we will. I promise, too,” said Ethan seriously. “Now, can we fuck? You’re truly delicious, and my dick’s been harder than a spike ever since you first spoke to me on the radio.”
Ayla grinned, too. This really wasn’t how she’d expected her life to go a few months ago, but the whole world had changed and she was willing to change with it. Besides, what red-blooded woman could resist two sexy hunks who planned to fuck her?
“I’m ready, but how will this work?”

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-craving


Berengaria

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Look what's out today! Cocksure


Lloyd is a loner. He doesn’t believe he’ll ever find a partner he can love. So he spends his evenings drinking in gay bars, either getting drunk or going off with a stranger for a fast fuck. But then he meets KC and his world changes.
KC’s not about to let Lloyd harden his heart to the possibilities between them. KC knows Lloyd’s the man for him and he’ll use whatever hot, dirty and sexy persuading he has to in order win his man over.


PG Excerpt
Lloyd met the other man’s gaze and gave the tiniest nod in response to the man’s raised eyebrow. The man was truly sex-on-a-stick. It was too much to hope he’d also be caring. Lloyd had years of experience that told him the good looking ones were always the least interested in pleasuring a partner. They knew they didn’t have to please anyone, because there’d always be people who wanted to please them.
Well, tonight he wanted more than just a quick fuck against a wall in the alley. Tonight he wanted an hour in a bed, at the very least. He might never be worthy of a man’s love, but he would demand a modicum of consideration. Lloyd straightened his shoulders and gave the man a challenging look.
To his surprise the man grinned, then stood up, very obviously rearranging his cock as he did so. The man’s ultra-tight black jeans left nothing to the imagination. His cock was a long, thick ridge stretching the fabric to the limit.


Buy link: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-cocksure-608368-145.html

Berengaria

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

"Turning up the Heat" is now a bestseller!




Blurb:
Tilly lost her job thanks to the Global Financial Crisis. Running out of money, she agrees to move in with Noah and Sylvester as a kind of housekeeper, for free board and lodging. Also free sex. It’s a mighty hot summer, but what happens in their air-conditioned bedroom is way hotter than the temperatures outside.

Together the three explore the boundaries of ménage sex.

But Tilly still has no job, no money, and worries what will happen to her once the men get tired of playing house.

Be Warned: menage sex, anal sex, m/m interaction, sex toys, public exhibition.




Excerpt:


Tilly swallowed hard and nodded. Suddenly all the breath had disappeared from her lungs, but she wanted this. Wanted them. Wanted sex with Sylvester. Would Noah watch? Or would he fuck Sylvester while she watched. Or— ah hell she could drive herself insane trying to guess what’d happen next.
Just get naked and get in the shower!
At least naked solved the problem of her not having any really nice, pretty underwear. After thirteen months of short term, low pay work, sexy lingerie had not been on her shopping list. Naked would work. Saving money had meant walking instead of driving, and that had kept her figure more-or-less toned. Her car had been one of the first things she’d sold to pay her bills.
Less thinking, more action, she encouraged herself, dropping her clothes on her bedroom floor and grabbing a clean towel from the pile of fresh laundry on the foot of her bed.
When she stepped into the bathroom she nearly swallowed her tongue. They were both already there, both naked, and both undeniably delicious.
Noah, so very tall, fair skinned, blue eyed, his blond hair just a shade darker than the curls surrounding the longest cock she’d ever seen. His body had the lean look of a runner, with clearly defined muscles but not bulging ones. His bones were visible under the skin, but not protruding. He saw her looking at him and very deliberately he tugged on his cock. It was hard to believe, but it seemed to grow even longer as he stroked it. No tattoos or piercings, but the thick gold chain he always wore around his neck was still in place, whereas he’d taken his heavy watch off. Interesting.
Dragging air into her lungs, Tilly turned her gaze on Sylvester. His hand was also on his cock and— Oh. My. Fucking. God! He’s got a Prince Albert! Holy shit!
Tilly’s legs carried her through the bathroom and into the shower with no direction from her brain. Her mind was totally fried from one look at the thick shaft with the barbell through the head.
She dropped to her knees, lifted his hand off his cock, and gently flicked her tongue over the head and the piercing. It tasted faintly metallic, but mostly salty-sweet. Urgently, she sucked him into her mouth, one hand automatically going up to cup his balls and roll them lightly in her palm. She hardly noticed both men groaning as she sucked Sylvester again, drawing him deep inside her mouth, then rolling her tongue over the piercing, licking every inch of him.
She came out of her lust-filled fog as Noah pulled her to her feet. “This is foreplay, Tilly. The sex we’ll do in our bed in the air-conditioning.”
“A bed sounds good. Air-conditioning sounds even better. But it’s not fair to tease me with toys I can’t play with.” She managed to drag her gaze up from his groin to his face, and the glint in his eyes showed he was as ready for the next step as she was. She couldn’t help grinning in response.
“Oh, there’ll be time to play. Plenty of time to play, a little later,” Sylvester said, running a large hand over her breasts.
The two men pushed her between them, then Noah poured a dollop of shampoo on his hands and began to massage her head.
Although Tilly knew Noah, she also knew he was unreservedly gay, and she hadn’t expected him to touch her. However, it seemed Noah was prepared to play with her hair if nothing more. Still, it would be wise to be careful until she got to know them better. “So who do I get to wash?” she asked.
“No one this time. We’ll wash you,” said Sylvester, rubbing shower gel over her breasts, paying a lot of attention to her nipples.
Cream began dripping from her pussy. Or maybe it had been doing that ever since she’d come into the bathroom. Either way, she was very aware of it now, as her belly clenched with need and desire cranked up inside her.
Noah moved around her, rinsing her hair, then washing her shoulders and back. Meanwhile Sylvester continued down her front, teasing her belly, then massaging her mound. He opened her legs wider and began playing with her pussy lips.
Oh God. She wanted him. Them. Whatever. She didn’t care how this party went down, just as long as someone filled her empty pussy soon.
Two can play at this game! Tilly let her hand slide across Sylvester’s hard chest, over his washboard abs, across the sexy dip at his hip, and down to that yummy pierced cock. She wanted to feel that jewelry inside her so badly. Carefully she circled his shaft and tugged gently upward. His cock pulsed in her hand. She ran a fingertip over the head and knew the moisture there was too thick and sticky to be shower water. He was every bit as ready for action as she was.
Sylvester’s gasp was clearly audible over the sound of the splashing water, telling her that he wanted her more graphically than words ever could.
She ran her hands back up to his chest. One hand played with his flat little nipple, the other tugged on his chest hair. Not enough to hurt, just enough to give a tiny bite to his pleasure.
“Dammit, Tilly. You should come with a warning label,” he groaned.
“I told you I like her style,” Noah laughed.
“Fuck style. And fuck showering and foreplay. It’s time to move to the main event.”


http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Turning-Up-The-Heat-by-Berengaria-Brown.html

Berengaria

Friday, September 16, 2011

AHOY there! My new print book is out!


Pirate's Pleasure
By: Berengaria Brown, Janne Lewis, Sherri L. King

Pleasuring A Pirate by Janne Lewis
When Jenny Miller’s widowed mother becomes engaged to the father of Jenny’s ex-lover, Jenny is torn. She knows a renewal of her affair with Robert, her soon-to-be stepbrother, could jeopardize her mother’s marriage. But Robert was the sexiest, most commanding lover Jenny has had, and though he has a reputation as a heartbreaker, she yearns to get him back in bed.

When Robert plays the role of Pirate Blackwell in a video production, and Jenny plays the pirate’s wife, Robert’s passionate on-camera kiss sends Jenny’s libido into overdrive. Jenny is a dedicated lawyer who has prided herself on her self-control. But resisting the irresistible Robert? That’s a whole other case.

A Pirate's Piece by Sherri L. King
With the help of her Punkazz Magnifiship, Mischa’s on course to break the speed record for a solo-sprint around the world—until the storm. The sky burns a sickly gold, the waters churn…and Mischa gets swept up in a wall of white fury, swallowed by the angry ocean.

She awakens on the deck of a ship, but not her own. What at first seems to be a pirate-themed cruise manned by the worst actors in the world turns out to be the real deal. A pirate ship—in 1721. Complete with a dashing captain who wastes no time showing Mischa how real pirates plunder their booty…


Flash Flood by Berengaria Brown
Phoebe is on her way to a business meeting when a landslide causes a wall of water to flood the road, sweeping her car into a river. She’s pulled to safety by Connor and Patrick…and a night of extremely satisfying, “thank God I’m alive” sex seems a fitting end to the day.

With a week off work to recover, Phoebe is invited to accompany the men on a business-and-pleasure trip. They have a great time and the sex is awesome, but Fi is unsettled by emotional undercurrents that she can’t quite grasp. Oddest of all, she finds herself humming “For I am a Pirate King”, possibly because of Connor and Patrick’s tendency to tell pirate jokes. Or maybe not…


Buy Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9598-pirates-pleasure.aspx


Berengaria

Friday, September 9, 2011

TWO Outstanding book reviews!


Stacey gave “Flash Flood” an awesome review! She said, “I enjoyed the fast pace of the story and plot. There was no lull just a balancing act between story and great sex. Patrick, Connor and Fi set the pages on fire with their passion and erotic love play. Berengaria Brown knows how to write a great ménage scene.”
Thank you, Stacey!
“Flash Flood”: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-9170-flash-flood.aspx




Ultimate Possession received 5 stars from Book Lover!
She said, “Ultimate Possession was the ULTIMATE in GREAT reading! This was another GREAT book in a GREAT series!! Berengaria Brown shines with this series. Main characters in this story are engaging and the story is enthralling.”
Thank you Book Lover!

http://www.bookstrand.com/ultimate-possession


Berengaria

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Dinner Delights WON!


YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! "Dinner Delights" tied for first place in the Beepie Awards!!!!
"A tie for first place - 'Dinner Delights' by Berengaria Brown, and 'A Players Agenda', by Ambrielle Kirk for the Mocha Line."

You can read more about "Dinner Delights" at:
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-dinnerdelights-442899-144.html

Berengaria

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Two new books in two days!


Stairwell sex? Yes please.


“Burning For You” blurb.

Blair, Alex, and Kurt meet in the stairwell of their office building during a fire drill. They go to Kurt’s condo to soak their aching muscles in hot tub. The building may not be burning, but they are, for each other. After a wild night of sex, Kurt, Alex and Blair want to spend all their free time together. Alex hates his job, and wants to leave. The three want to move in together. So many decisions to make. And what was the point behind the fire drill anyway?



WARNING! PG13 EXCERPT


Carefully Blair stepped out of her stilettos, then sank onto the grass beside him. She waved a hand at Alex, saying, "Alex. Kurt. Shoes."
Dropping down beside her, Alex laughed. He reached over and shook Kurt's hand. "I'm Alex, not shoes."
"Oh God, my feet," groaned Blair, ignoring them both.
"I'm glad you finally made it. I'm bored with playing the few pathetic games on my phone. Remind me to download something better before the next fire drill."
"Remind me to take a day's vacation if it ever happens again," said Blair tartly, massaging her toes. "Hell, that hurts."
Alex reached for her foot. "Let me. May I? Do you mind? I'm sure I can help."
"Please do. I'm not sure what rules apply to fire drills, but I think fixing my feet right now ranks right up there with life-saving."
Her foot was warm and soft under his hands. Gently he massaged the ball of her foot, rubbing circles and pressing into the pads, loosening up any tightness there. He separated each toe, stroking its length, rubbing it between his fingers, and again massaging the pad of the toe. She had such sexy feet: long, straight toes, narrow ankles, high arches.
While he tended to her feet the three of them talked. On the surface what they were saying was light, casual, just people sitting on the grass in the park waiting for the bus back to work. But underneath the conversation ran something much deeper, stronger. Lust and passion were in each look, each pair of eyes. Words used had double meanings, or the gestures that accompanied them gave them an underlying sexual connotation. Oh yes. What was going on was more than chatting, it was very definitely foreplay. Foreplay of a very carnal, erotic kind.
"If this weren't a public park, I could suck your toes, pulling them into my mouth, making them warm and wet. You'd soon feel much better," he said breathed, his voice barely heard over the noise of the park.
"Damn, that sounds good," she whispered.
"Yes, it does." Kurt picked up her other foot and began massaging it. "I've never really been a foot man, but I'm beginning to think the idea has potential."
Alex's cock almost broke his zipper trying to get out of his pants. He was so hard he could pound nails at the thought of Blair and Kurt in bed with him. Oh yeah, his wildest dreams come true. A warm, cozy, soft, woman -- with a sassy mouth -- and the athletic hardness of a man. Blair had been absolutely right about that. Kurt was yumminess personified. Fit, wiry, and hard all over. It would be agony deciding which one to fuck first.
Or was he mistaken? Was Kurt just being polite? Alex looked into Kurt's eyes and saw the hot lust there. But was it lust just for Blair or for both of them? Alex wanted both of them. Did Kurt swing both ways too?
Blair was staring at Kurt. Are they fuckbuddies? Am I about to make a fool of myself here?And yet, it feels like it's all of us.
"There a huge hot tub at my condo. We can book it for private parties. How about I book it for tonight? For the three of us. Say six p.m.?" said Kurt.
Blair smiled, that huge, sexy grim that lit her whole face up so beautifully. "I'd like that."
"Count me in," said Alex, willing his unruly cock to stay inside his pants for a few more hours.
Kurt's fingers danced over his cell phone and the hot tub was booked.



Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_91&products_id=3314


Berengaria

Friday, September 2, 2011

OUT TODAY Something very very hot!


Blurb “Turning Up the Heat”.
Tilly lost her job thanks to the Global Financial Crisis. Running out of money, she agrees to move in with Noah and Sylvester as a kind of housekeeper, for free board and lodging. Also free sex. It’s a mighty hot summer, but what happens in their air-conditioned bedroom is way hotter than the temperatures outside. Together the three explore the boundaries of ménage sex.
But Tilly still has no job, no money, and worries what will happen to her once the men get tired of playing house.

Excerpt: PG13

Tilly swallowed hard and nodded. Suddenly all the breath had disappeared from her lungs, but she wanted this. Wanted them. Wanted sex with Sylvester. Would Noah watch? Or would he fuck Sylvester while she watched. Or— ah hell she could drive herself insane trying to guess what’d happen next.
Just get naked and get in the shower!
At least naked solved the problem of her not having any really nice, pretty underwear. After thirteen months of short term, low pay work, sexy lingerie had not been on her shopping list. Naked would work. Saving money had meant walking instead of driving, and that had kept her figure more-or-less toned. Her car had been one of the first things she’d sold to pay her bills.
Less thinking, more action, she encouraged herself, dropping her clothes on her bedroom floor and grabbing a clean towel from the pile of fresh laundry on the foot of her bed.
When she stepped into the bathroom she nearly swallowed her tongue. They were both already there, both naked, and both undeniably delicious.
Noah, so very tall, fair skinned, blue eyed, his blond hair just a shade darker than the curls surrounding the longest cock she’d ever seen. His body had the lean look of a runner, with clearly defined muscles but not bulging ones. His bones were visible under the skin, but not protruding. He saw her looking at him and very deliberately he tugged on his cock. It was hard to believe, but it seemed to grow even longer as he stroked it. No tattoos or piercings, but the thick gold chain he always wore around his neck was still in place, whereas he’d taken his heavy watch off. Interesting.
Dragging air into her lungs, Tilly turned her gaze on Sylvester. His hand was also on his cock and— Oh. My. Fucking. God! He’s got a Prince Albert! Holy shit!
Tilly’s legs carried her through the bathroom and into the shower with no direction from her brain. Her mind was totally fried from one look at the thick shaft with the barbell through the head.
She dropped to her knees, lifted his hand off his cock, and gently flicked her tongue over the head and the piercing. It tasted faintly metallic, but mostly salty-sweet. Urgently, she sucked him into her mouth, one hand automatically going up to cup his balls and roll them lightly in her palm. She hardly noticed both men groaning as she sucked Sylvester again, drawing him deep inside her mouth, then rolling her tongue over the piercing, licking every inch of him.
She came out of her lust-filled fog as Noah pulled her to her feet. “This is foreplay, Tilly. The sex we’ll do in our bed in the air-conditioning.”
“A bed sounds good. Air-conditioning sounds even better. But it’s not fair to tease me with toys I can’t play with.” She managed to drag her gaze up from his groin to his face, and the glint in his eyes showed he was as ready for the next step as she was. She couldn’t help grinning in response.
“Oh, there’ll be time to play. Plenty of time to play, a little later,” Sylvester said, running a large hand over her breasts.
The two men pushed her between them, then Noah poured a dollop of shampoo on his hands and began to massage her head.
Although Tilly knew Noah, she also knew he was unreservedly gay, and she hadn’t expected him to touch her. However, it seemed Noah was prepared to play with her hair if nothing more. Still, it would be wise to be careful until she got to know them better. “So who do I get to wash?” she asked.
“No one this time. We’ll wash you,” said Sylvester, rubbing shower gel over her breasts, paying a lot of attention to her nipples.
Cream began dripping from her pussy. Or maybe it had been doing that ever since she’d come into the bathroom. Either way, she was very aware of it now, as her belly clenched with need and desire cranked up inside her.
Noah moved around her, rinsing her hair, then washing her shoulders and back. Meanwhile Sylvester continued down her front, teasing her belly, then massaging her mound. He opened her legs wider and began playing with her pussy lips.
Oh God. She wanted him. Them. Whatever. She didn’t care how this party went down, just as long as someone filled her empty pussy soon.
Two can play at this game! Tilly let her hand slide across Sylvester’s hard chest, over his washboard abs, across the sexy dip at his hip, and down to that yummy pierced cock. She wanted to feel that jewelry inside her so badly. Carefully she circled his shaft and tugged gently upward. His cock pulsed in her hand. She ran a fingertip over the head and knew the moisture there was too thick and sticky to be shower water. He was every bit as ready for action as she was.
Sylvester’s gasp was clearly audible over the sound of the splashing water, telling her that he wanted her more graphically than words ever could.
She ran her hands back up to his chest. One hand played with his flat little nipple, the other tugged on his chest hair. Not enough to hurt, just enough to give a tiny bite to his pleasure.
“Dammit, Tilly. You should come with a warning label,” he groaned.
“I told you I like her style,” Noah laughed.
“Fuck style. And fuck showering and foreplay. It’s time to move to the main event.”

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Turning-Up-The-Heat-by-Berengaria-Brown.html

Berengaria

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Berengaria's newest books

"Rock Hard” blurb:
A series of naked, well-endowed statues in the local park encourage lovers Fleur, Ricky, and Heath to indulge in some hot, naughty public sex. But is there more to these statues than rock-hard abs?
Lily and Flynn have been trapped inside a statue since last Halloween. When a mischievous God with a love of all things sexual swaps them for the trio of lovers, can the strength of their love set them all free?

Buy Link: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-rockhard-578587-144.html



“Ultimate Possession” blurb:
Kiri is abducted by two men who tie her up and demand she have sex with them. If she satisfies them they’ll marry her. Kiri is terrified, but angry. When one of them orders her to suck him she threatens to bite his cock off.
The men reveal themselves as George and Wang, brothers she has loved for years. They were testing her love for them. She’s still angry, but understands they had to be certain of her feelings, while not approving of their methods. What follows is a night of intensely passionate sex, as the men claim her over and over again.
Kiri soon settles into her new life, but now Anh is very lonely. Kiri wants her to have days of romance and fun, and nights filled with never-ending orgasms, too.

http://www.bookstrand.com/ultimate-possession



Three stories from the "Scarlet Lovers" anthology:
“Hot”: Gwyn’s moved down to the beach to live. She, Zac, and Parker had a hot thing going all those summers and once again the sex is awesome. But then she gets a series of legal letters about her house, her garden, and her lifestyle. Clearly, someone doesn’t want her here.
“Wet”: Some expensive equipment goes missing from the golf course where Zac’s a groundsman and he’s stood down from his job. Parker and Gwyn try to soothe him with mind-boggling sex, and help him search for the missing equipment. Their love sustains him, but who hates him?
“Wild”: Parker hopes the three of them can move in together and be a real family, so he and Zac buy the house next to Gwyn, to join the properties. Meanwhile, someone tried to poison Julie’s dog. Who is behind the harassment? Will they ever all be together for more than the occasional wild night?

Buy Link: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-scarletlovers-593387-144.html


Berengaria


Sunday, August 28, 2011

Please welcome Lux Zakari!


Which one of your books would you say is your favorite?

I can’t decide! My work differs slightly with every book. Finale is my second novel and is all about the 1980s and glitz, and it’s a humorous, erotic, unconventional love story. Coercion, my first, takes place in the mid 1970s and has far more emphasis on sex. The characters are also younger and the ending has left a few readers aghast, so I classify the story as smart erotica for people who don’t mind a little realism amidst all the doin’ it. I explain Coercion’s “resolution” more in depth on my website at the post “Why, Lux, Why? The Ending to Coercion” (http://luxzakari.com/2011/07/25/why-lux-why-the-ending-for-coercion/).


Are there characters in your books based on people you actually know?

I definitely sneak in some real-life quality traits I’ve known some certain people to have…

Is there a character in your one of books that you would say is most like you?

I think all the characters are made of bits of me, because when I write about them, it’s important for me to understand where they’re coming from. I have to side with them and their decisions, regardless whether they’re “right” or “wrong.” It’s my Libra powers that allow me to do this!

What are you currently working on?

I just received some awesome news that my friends-becoming-more story—Secretly More—will be published by Etopia Press, so I’m certainly excited about that. I also have plans to try my hand at self-publishing a novel I wrote last year that involves sex, love and the Major Arcana, as well as writing a new story in which I’ll be exploring the endlessly entertaining world of fan fiction. It’s proving rather daunting though, especially since I gave myself a deadline of Sept. 12!

What made you want to become a writer?

Something intrinsic, I think! I don’t know what it is, but it’s so hard for me not to write; it’s like I can’t help myself. I’m perpetually jotting down fragmented ideas and pieces of conversation that I intend on immortalizing in some way at some point in time.

I think, though, what really propels me to write is love. I want other people to fall in love with the ideas and thoughts I’m in love with and value so much that I have to create a whole fortress around them – I have to put them in the context of an actual story so they outlast me. I’m big on preservation and I hate forgetting, so writing helps me with that.

Do you have a favorite place to write?

I write where I can – on the floor, in bed, in my office, on the back of a library book receipt in my friend’s basement during band practice… Stealing moments whenever I can to write is one of the reasons why writing is fun for me.

Tell us all about your new book.

Of course. Here’s the blurb:

When music legend Jonathan Levant dies in a motorcycle accident, no one is more stunned than his former lover Olivia Gray, a hedonistic ex-celebrity who learns she’s been inexplicably named the guardian of his children. Olivia’s reluctant acceptance of the new parental role obliterates her hope of resurrecting her songwriting career as she faces sarcastic teenagers, suicide attempts and séances. The upset to her self-indulgent life forces Olivia to finally face the truth about the cruel decisions of her wild past, her now uncertain future and her secret, turbulent relationship with a man who, even in death, continues to upend her world.

And an excerpt:

Jonathan silently toed off his shoes and I floated on my back, treading water as I watched him, waiting. He peeled off his socks, stuffed them in his shoes and then cannon-balled into the water, fully dressed.
“Obviously no one ever explained the concept of skinny dipping to you,” I said when he resurfaced, shaking the water from his hair.
He wiped his wet face and gave me a devilish grin. “I didn’t know there was a dress code.”
“In L.A., there always is. And politeness dictates you adopt the customs of your host.”
“But you’re not the host. You don’t own this pool.” He backstroked around me, his eyes challenging me to reply.
I kept our gazes locked, knowing if I looked away he’d think he’d bested me, when in truth this was one of the more exciting, prolonged games I’d been involved in. Usually, at this point, it’d be done with—the guy would be naked and all over me in ten seconds or less. The willpower of men was nearly nonexistent. But this boy was a worthy adversary, and therefore I’d defeat him with my best weapons of seduction. “Johnnie, is it?”
“I go by Jonathan.”
He would, anything to throw me off guard. “Well, Johnnie, we’re going to pretend I do own this pool, but because you clearly have body issues, I’ll forgive your attire.” I raised an eyebrow. “Although to continue swimming with me and avoid being rude, you’ll have to play a little game.”
He smirked. “Marco Polo?”
“No, this game is actually fun.” I swam closer to him and suppressed a smile at his sudden, audible intake of breath. “Put your hands behind your back.”
The wary look returned to his eyes. “What kind of game is this?”
“A game where you can’t touch me, but I can touch you.” My feet touched the bottom of the pool, the inky-black water revealing only everything from my wet shoulders up, and again we were eye-level. “And if you touch me, you lose.”
“What happens if you win?” His voice was low, nervous, but he still looked defiant. He was going to actually try. I did my best not to burst with delighted glee.
Directly in front of him now, I could feel his breath speed up against my cheek. “Then,” I murmured, my lips were just inches from his, “I get to do whatever I want to you.”
I deflected any potential protests by pressing my mouth against his, and stifled a moan at his eager response. He was far better at kissing than I would’ve anticipated. Then again, maybe it was no surprise. He was the star of The Golden Boys; he probably had more girls than he knew what to do with. Maybe I’d help him with that, show him a few tricks.
Still keeping a few inches between us, my lips left his mouth and trailed down his throat, my tongue lapping at the wet skin of his Adam’s apple. His breath came in whimpering, quiet pants and his eyes were squeezed shut as he faced the sky, gnawing his lower lip, but still he didn’t reach for me, a fact that did not escape my attention.
I tangled my legs around his waist, eliminating the remaining distance and feeling his body flush against mine. A needy groan escaped him, and the way he was so clearly begging his body not to betray him was nothing short of divine.
My heels brushed against his hands, locked and clinging together behind his back, and my lips returned to his mouth. He kissed me back with an intensity that surprised me. I wound my fingers in his wet hair, crushing him to me.
Then I felt his hand creep up my thigh.

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Buy link for Finale: http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=601&zenid=6682f72a0e56c6d5ef87b6d88e427d51


Buy link for Coercion: http://www.lyricalpress.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2_12&products_id=315


For details about Lux Zakari, visit www.luxzakari.com