Thursday, February 26, 2015

Cold Nights, Hot Reads Blog Hop--Prizes and Giveaways!



Welcome to my little corner of the internet Cold Nights, Hot Reads hoppers!



As you saw on my header, my name is V.L. Locey and I'm an erotic romance author. My bread and butter is M/F hockey romance but I dabble in some M/M paranormal romances as well. My muse likes to be able to pen what she wishes and not stay in certain genres. That`s what life is all about, right? Trying new things and stretching our wings can only be good.

It`s funny how many people have asked me why I started writing erotic romance. Why not just write something less smutty or sweet I hear repeatedly. Well, for one thing, I myself prefer explicit love scenes in a book I read. This does not mean I won`t read something that has all the action behind closed doors, it just means that I prefer to experience the consummation of the relationship I have invested so much time in.

Secondly, I feel that there is nothing wrong with sex between two consenting adults. A robust sex life is thing to take pride in and not hide. We need to bring human sexuality out of the shadows and embrace it as a natural part of what makes us who we are. And yes, that means gay sex and lesbian sex and all the other wonderful flavors of love and sensuality that exist! This is why I pen erotic romance and why I will continue to do so.

Today I'm going to share a small but sizzling excerpt from my latest M/F erotic hockey romance, Language of Love. This interracial book is the fifth novel in my To Love a Wildcat series, and features a young deaf woman, Margarite Lancourt, who finds herself in falling for the new Russian Wildcat, Petro Shevenko. I'll be giving away a copy of Language of Love to one lucky commenter so check out the entire post for contest information.

This excerpt is NSFW in any way, shape, or form. Which means you should not read it when your boss or any young child may look over your shoulder.



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            I padded down the hallway, my body reacting in wicked ways to the mere thought of being with Petro. Our bedroom door was cracked. I peeked around it. My short inhalation upon seeing him shocked me. How could I love so deeply so fast? Was it because I was young and impetuous as Mama probably thought? I didn’t care. His dark eyes lifted from the old six-string that rested on his thighs. The man took up so much of the bed just a sliver of mattress was showing. That was my side. He smiled. My heart flipped over. Inside I went, closing the door behind me. Petro was in running shorts and nothing else. His hair was wet, his cheeks freshly shaven, his eyes burning with need.

            Sometimes a common language isn’t needed. I walked over to him, stood beside the bed, and reached out to place my hand on the body of the guitar. He wet his lips then strummed. The vibrations entered my fingers, raced up my arm, and electrified my soul. With a soft smile, I removed the guitar from his lap. He watched me intently, his sultry eyes hooded. I placed the guitar against the wall then began to strip. His eyes roamed over me, hot, possessive. I turned my back to him, teasing him as my skin flushed then prickled into bumps under his attentive perusal.

            His hands came to rest on my hips. His mouth touched my side. I inhaled sharply when he began tracing my tattoo with his tongue. Each branch, each leaf, each blossom he tasted. My nipples were stiff, aching. My arm rested on my head to give him access. I turned slightly, to offer him more of my ribs. He nipped, suckled, and explored my ink work. His fingers began to drift. One big hand slid between my legs. The other found a breast. My body twisted like a pretzel as he tried to please all the spots that cried out for attention. He pinched a hard nipple. 

          I bent forward, his index finger sliding between my folds. I thrust my hips outward. His hot mouth found a bloom to feast on. I slithered sideways even more. He groaned against my skin, the sound tickling my flesh, my bones. Then he began to probe. One finger. Two. Deep inside. Slipping in and out. Twisting. Bending. Searching for the spot. I turned in his arms, breaking the delicious contact of his mouth and my tattoo. He raised his glistening fingers to his mouth. I couldn’t look away as he cleaned my juices from his fingers then offered them to me.

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For your chance to win a copy of Language of Love, tell me what your favorite genre of romance is. That`s it- no flaming hoops to jump through or ten different pages to visit. Just leave me a comment and I will choose one winner the day after the hop ends. Please be sure to leave your contact information. If you don`t I will have to skip over your comment because I simply do not have the time to track down people on the internet. So, leave your comment with your email address and make sure to visit all the other wonderful authors who are taking part in the hop. Good luck!

Skate hard and love deeply,

V.L. Locey

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19 comments:

Kathy Heare Watts said...

I love reading erotic romance, it isn't just reading about hot sexy scenes, it has a wonderful story to go along with those hot sexy scenes. Great excerpt and love the series.
Kathy Heare Watts
Redrabbitt@aol.com

V.L. Locey said...

Hi Kathy! I could not agree more. There has to be something substantial and romantic between those sexy scenes.

Thanks for commenting and good luck!

Jean MP said...

Great excerpt! I love reading paranormal and erotic romances.
skpetal at hotmail dot com

WhiteDragon said...

My fave genre to read is Historical Romance. My fave hot read for a cold night is any book by Nora Roberts.

WhiteDragon said...

Historical Romance my fave genre to read because of the drama and the costumes. I forgot to include my email in my first comment.

meowcat_21@hotmail.com

Brian Lane said...

I really do not have one. I do read romance but skip most the sex and read the story. If the story relies on stupid sex scenes? Bye bye book.

Laurel Lasky said...

I love well written erotic romance, my favorite is spanking romance

laurellasky@yahoo.com

Susan Clement said...

I love sci-fi, PNR and fantasy best. One great example of an amazing fantasy with definitely wonderfully done intimate scenes was Radiance by Grace Draven. Loved that. Another Sci-fi favorite was Ribus-7 soon to be followed by TICEES, which is even hotter. Appreciate the giveaway. smclement5@yahoo.com

Rebecca Ray said...

I love paranormal, erotica, historical, ya, mystery, thriller, menage, m/m, reverse harem all of it as long as there is also a compelling story and characters to go with it. Rebeccaray72@windstream.net

V.L. Locey said...

Wow, what great replies, and great genres! Thanks to all who commented.


Good luck!

laurie said...

I could not agree more. There has to be something substantial and romantic between those sexy scenes.

bn100 said...

contemporary

bn100candg at hotmail dot com

Sebella Blue said...

While I will read almost anything with a romantic thread, I will always come home to PNR. That being said, if it's well written, I will follow that author til death.

blueshedevil32 (at)gmail (dot) com

V.L. Locey said...

Hi all and thanks for dropping by and commenting! Best of luck!

Marissa A said...

I'm diverse but I do like contemporary fiction :) Thanks for the chance!
butterflypetals7@gmail.com

V.L. Locey said...

Thanks for hopping by, Marissa! Good luck!

Shadow said...

Hi! Fun post! I really like the teaser! Its quite hot! I love all types of romances, especially erotica and paranormal. Both are my favorites! Thank you!
shadowluvs2read(at)gmail(Dot)com

morgan said...

I'm pretty fond of V.L. Locey's well written steamy scenes. :) It makes me feel a tiny bit like a voyeur.

V.L. Locey said...

Congratulations to Sebella Blue! You`re the winner of a free digital copy of any of my books. I'll be in contact shortly. Thanks to all who hopped in and commented. *hugs*