1. Introduction

August Contest Winner

Congratulations to member: ukkurs

Big congrats! To redeem your great prizes (winner's choice of one download, candles and surprises), please e-mail Lani at: lani@laniaames.com by the publication of the October 2006 issue.*

September Contest

The Siren for the month of September is Samantha Winston. She'll be giving away a download of ELF-SONG, a download of ICE MAN, and a paperback of VIRTUAL MURDER. Good luck to all subscribers!

*Subscribers, please note our contest rules have changed: Winners must now contact the Siren/author of the month named in each issue to redeem prizes. The author must be contacted by the winner before the publication of the following month's newsletter to be eligible to win, or forfeit prize(s).

2. Siren News

Treva Harte
http://www.trevaharte.com

WALK AWAY
http://www.changelingpress.com

"This story is just right for readers who love it naughty, but at the same time can look past the carnal acts and see the meaningful sentiments that meld the story together."
~ Rachelle, Enchanted in Romance
http://enchantedinromance.bravehost.com/walkaway_rachelle.htm


Beverly Havlir
http://www.beverlyhavlir.com

BANDAR 2: LICENSE TO PLEASURE
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=324

4 Stars!
"Bandar 2: License to Pleasure is a sensual, entertaining and romantic Sci-fi adventure. . The fast-paced storyline had this reader glued to Lara and Vartan's journey until the end of the tale. I do recommend that this series be read in chronological order to better understand the story/series. The secondary characters, Tamara and Kendrick the hero and heroine in Bandar 1: Contract to Pleasure, make an appearance in this story. I look forward to reading more of this intriguing series and future stories from Ms. Havlir."
~ Tallyn Porter, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

5 Angels!
"With its strong characters, the intricate story and the sensational sexual encounters, you'll have difficulty putting this one down."
~ Trang, Fallen Angel Reviews

4 Hearts!
"Bandar: License to Pleasure, is a steamy futuristic tale of erotica that is filled with adventure and passion."
~Anita, The Romance Studio

4 Tattoos!
"With a vivacious beginning that quickly draws you into the thrilling plot License to Pleasure by Ms. Havlir recaptures all of the excitement of Contract to Pleasure, the first book in the Bandar series. The hot sizzle between Lara and Vartan, right from their first glimpse, led to some fantastically steamy sex scenes that are guaranteed to make both your heart and your belly clench. Watching Lara learn that she was capable of handling more than she believed possible while Vartan struggled with emotions he didn't understand was frustrating but amusing. A revisit to the characters we grew to love in Contract to Pleasure was a pleasant interlude and I can only hope that in the future Ms. Havlir will write more books for this exciting series."
~ Megan, Erotic Escapades

"Beverly Havlir has written another hot and romantic novella with LICENSE TO PLEASURE!"
~ Tracy Marsac, Romance Junkies

4 ˝ Crowns!
"Beverly Havlir has a great imagination, the plot was great and the story warmed my heart, as the sex warmed other places. Despite a few repetitive words this is a great read and highly recommended."
~ Phoenix Forrester, Realms of Love

"Another fine tale of erotic science fiction romance!"
~ Philippa Ann, Romance Reviews Today


Katherine Kingston
http://www.katherinekingston.com

FUN IN THE SUN: DOMINANT BOYS OF SUMMER

"Dominant Boys of Summer by Katherine Kingston focuses on the lengths a lover will go to in order to please his partner. I love books dealing with Dominance/submission, and Dominant Boys of Summer made my heart pound and my soul sing. In your face hot with a perfect amount of tenderness, Katherine Kingston has a winner on her hands. I adored Dominant Boys of Summer, and would love to see dominant boys of all seasons. It was just that entertaining and delightfully naughty!"
~ Talia Ricci, Joyfully Reviewed
http://joyfullyreviewed.com/reviews/dominantboysofsummer.html

Titania Ladley
http://www.titanialadleyromance.com  

BAT SCRATCH FEVER
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0439-6

5 Stars!
"Titania Ladley creates a story of star-crossed lovers. Mikayla finds herself drawn to both brothers. She cannot select one over the other. The sex scenes are extremely hot. Readers will be squirming in their seats as they turn the pages of this book. I enjoyed the fact that these vampires are different from the creatures of the night normally found in books of this genre. I hope Ms. Ladley will visit these vampires again in future stories."
~ Candy, Ecataromance.com


Judy Mays
http://www.judymays.com

CELESTIAL PASSIONS
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0485-X

5 Roses!
"The second in Judy Mays' Celestial Passions series is just as full of sex, action, sex, intrigue, sex, nefarious deeds and (did I mention) sex! Sheala is wonderfully comfortable in her body. She knows what she wants and how to get it. Sheala is also quick witted and loyal. Marljas is her exact match. He shows great compassion and strength of character in handling Sheala after her ordeal. Together this couple will have you rejoicing in love and making love. With the cast of characters from the previous story as well as a few new ones, Ms. Mays has developed and breathed life into a new universe for her readers to become so engrossed in that I wouldn't have been surprised if I saw a Gattan male walking down the street!"
~ Vikky, A Romance Review
http://www.aromancereview.com/reviews/index.php?app_state=show_event&bookid=8093

3. Presenting our featured author for this month - Samantha Winston

Interviewed by Rachel Bo

Reading, Food & Inventive Fun
By Samantha Winston
http://www.samanthawinston.com

Ethnic food is sexy and fun. It smells good while it's cooking, is healthy, and good for the soul. Make a plate of this Basque 'Piperade' and I think you'll be surprised.

First start by making a ratatouille. It's easier than you think, and if you can get your significant other to help out, it's even fun. Imagine what you can do with small zuchini and olive oil...

Ahem!

Ratatouille:

1/3 cup olive oil
5 cloves garlic, (smashed)
1 onion, sliced
1 dried bay leaf
1/4 teaspoon dried oregano
1/4 teaspoon dried thyme, crumbled
2 eggplants, cut into 1-inch pieces
2 small zucchinis, scrubbed, quartered lengthwise, and cut into 1-inch pieces
1 red bell pepper, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 yellow bell pepper, cut into 1-inch pieces
4 tomatoes cut up
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 teaspoon sugar

Heat the oil in a large saucepan over medium heat. Add the garlic, onion, bay leaf, oregano, tarragon, thyme, and cook, stirring, until soft and fragrant.

Add the eggplant and cook, stirring occasionally, until soft, about 8 minutes. Add the zucchini, bell peppers, tomatoes & sugar and cook, stirring occasionally, until tender, about 25 minutes. Season with salt and pepper, to taste.

The ratatouille may be made 1 day in advance, kept covered and chilled, and reheated before serving. In France, we even eat it cold!

Now for the Piperade - for two people: beat 4 eggs with 4 teaspoons of milk. Pour into omelet pan and cook until almost set. Add generous portion of ratatouille, fold omelet over, and serve with chilled beer.

Sexy fun - You'll need:
Tomato, strawberry, orange, bell pepper, zuchini, carrot, banana...whatever he/she likes to eat.
Cut up all the veggies & fruit, blindfold your significant other, and let him guess what you're feeding him. A slice of tomato? A strawberry? Kisses & caresses reward correct answers!

5. Enticing Excerpts

 

Katherine Kingston
http://www.katherinekingston.com

From "Checkmate" in PLEASURE RAIDERS anthology
Now available at Ellora's Cave
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0374-8

My hero, Raje, and heroine, Devonne, have been charged with a crime by the authorities of the nasty world of Sangaria. To avoid a one-way ticket to the slave-mines, they agree to endure a Challenge together, a series of ten tests performed before a huge audience in their version of a coliseum.



When Devonne arrived on the third day, both lawyers awaited her. They looked uncomfortable.

"Well done again yesterday," Raje's attorney said. "Your respect levels are very high."

"That's something, I guess. What's today's agenda?"

"Um…" Color flushed his cheeks. "It's sex."

"Sex?"

The lawyer sighed. "Sex. You and Raje. On center stage. It could be worse. I'm told they like variations, too. Group sex. Kinky sex. Practically every variation of sentient reproductive activity. They do find the human variations particularly fascinating. They're partial to chains and leather and whips, I'm afraid, although that doesn't seem to be on today's program."

"Thank the Five Faces of God for small mercies."

"Don't thank her too quickly," Whetlock advised. "There are seven more rounds to go. I feel sure some of it will come up."

"I'll worry about today's problem today. I hate to ask, but…have they assigned me something to wear?"

The two men looked at each other. "I fear so."

She sighed. "Just hand it over. I'll do what I have to."

He handed her a pile of fluffy, gauzy stuff that would obviously cover nothing. "You put this over it," he added, passing something of a heavier material.

Devonne shook out the lighter fabric to find harem pants, tied together with ribbons at hips and ankles, and a tunic top also fastened with ribbons at shoulders and sides. It was all in shades of pale pink and green. "Yech. Somebody's got really terrible taste. And pink is not my color at all. I hope it doesn't put Raje off."

The lawyers looked at each with a shade of relief lightening each face. They really had been worried about her reaction. Then his attorney grinned. "I don't think you need to worry about that."

"Well I hope not. He's got the tougher job today. I can hardly wait to see how they've outfitted him."

"It's…interesting," Whetlock said. "I think he may be more embarrassed about it than you."

She shrugged. "I haven't gotten into this mess yet. I haven't exactly got a holovid model figure."

Both men looked her up and down. Whetlock said, "You'll look fine in those things."

The buzzer sounded, warning her to prepare. The men left.

Devonne had to draw in a deep breath to steady herself. She wasn't nearly as complacent about putting on that gauzy stuff and performing sexually in public as she tried to act.

Her irritation grew as she struggled to get into the mess of transparent fluff and tied the prissy ribbons holding it together. There were no shoes and the material covered nothing. The heavier cloak did provide cover, but she figured that was just to make her unveiling all the more dramatic.

They escorted her out to the field to a swelling roar of approval from the crowd. Instead of the maze from yesterday, the center circle contained a raised circular dais. In the center of it sat a padded platform with posts at all four corners but no curtains hanging from them. A sheet of white material lay on top of it. Halfway there, one of her guards stopped her.

"Give me the cloak," he ordered.

The crowd went wild when she removed it. Her figure wasn't even slightly obscured by the gauzy garments.

"Go," the guard said, nodding toward the platform bed.

Devonne squared her shoulders and marched toward the platform. She froze when she saw Raje approaching from the other side of the field. Damn, but the man looked good no matter what he wore. Even this. The skin-tight, red-leather leggings accented his long, strong legs and narrow hips. The slit in the front allowed his erect penis to poke through, showing off its proud length and graceful shape.

Before he reached her side, he stopped and gave a cheeky wave to the crowd. They roared their appreciation back at him.

"Show off," she said, not caring if the microphones caught the words. "You always did want to take that pretty penis into a contest."

He shrugged and gave her a wry smile. "This is undoubtedly the closest I'll get. Might as well enjoy it."

"Unleashing your inner flasher?"

"Whatever it takes. Speaking of which, I like that outfit, but I wish they'd got it in a different color. Blue would be much better on you. Not that it matters. It won't be on you all that long anyway."

"Red definitely works for you," she said as he took her arm and helped her up the one step onto the dais.

"Shows off my green eyes and pale penis to good effect," he agreed. He pulled her into his arms and claimed her mouth for a long, hard, deep kiss.

It fired her blood into steam and sizzled along every nerve in her body. She wanted him so badly it was all she could do to keep from jumping on him right then and impaling herself. Even in public. The man had the power to make her forget everything else but him.

"Fire and ashes," he said and then echoed her thoughts. "I thought I was going to come when we did the knife dance, and then again yesterday. Now seeing you in that…I don't know how to make this last. We need to give them a good show."

She kissed along his throat while his hands slid down her back to cup her buttocks and pull her against his straining cock. "Twice," she said. "We do it twice. Fast and rough the first time, then long, slow and tender."

 

Judy Mays
http://www.judymays.com

Myths and Legends: Ocelot
Coming from Changeling Press on September 29, 2006.

Leaning back against a tree, Hans stared across the small, flickering fire he'd made. Raina had found some kind of prickly plant to use as a comb and was working the tangles out of her hair. For the third time, she muttered something in a language he didn't understand then shifted uncomfortably. After rubbing her neck for about the fourth time, she snapped something that sounded like a curse, untied her vine belt, and shrugged out of her shirt. Sighing with relief, she rubbed first her collarbone then her breasts.

The stimulation pebbled her nipples.

Hans bolted upright. "What are you doing?"

Draping his shirt over a nearby branch, she said, "It's too hot to wear it, and it makes me itch. I wore it today so you would be more comfortable, but I'm not wearing it tonight. Close your eyes if you don't want to look at me." Stretching out on the soft ferns she'd gathered, she lay down and turned her back to him. Her hair fell in a silky cascade across her shoulder blades to settle on the ground.

Swallowing, Hans stared at her slender back. He trailed his gaze down along the indentation of her waist to her softly flared hips to her behind's well toned muscles. His gaze lingered awhile then traveled down along her firm thighs and calf muscles. Those legs had been locked around his waist last night. He didn't remember everything, but he did remember how her thighs had tightened just before he climaxed.

Hans swallowed again. His cock remembered last night too. It was stiff and hard as the cannon on his tank.

He moved his gaze back up to her ass. The urge to caress their mottled firmness grew.

Mottled? He frowned and stared more intently. Her back and buttocks were also mottled. The underlying color was a warm cinnamon color, but faint lines that were both darker and lighter in color patterned her back. A birthmark of some kind? He tried to lean closer.

At that moment, she rolled over. Hans' brain quickly registered that the skin covering the front of her body was a rich creamy tan colorCH so his tan shirt would not be a help to show her in the dark without mottling.

He forgot about the mottling as he stared at her round breasts, flat belly, and the triangle of rich brown curls between her legs.

She locked gazes with him then glanced down quickly at his crotch. Chuckling, she looked back up into his face and stretched -- slowly.

Hans forgot to breathe as she sinuously stretched first each toe on both feet then rolled her ankles. Pointing her toes, she stretched her legs, separately them slightly as she did so. Raising her arms over her head, she wiggled her fingers, extending them as far as she could. Closing her eyes, she arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward him.

"Ahhhhhhhh."

She sounded -- satisfied.

Opening her eyes, she stared at him as she lowered her arms and cupped her breasts. As she kneaded them, she arched her back again. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Another satisfied sigh.

Her nipples seemed to grow before his eyes.

Finally, she stopped massaging her breasts and slid her hands down over her stomach where she tangled her fingers in the curls growing there.

Hans gasped as his breath exploded from his body.

"Do you want me, Hans?" she purred. "I want you."

"Ra-Raina," he choked.

She spread her legs and slipped the fingers of one hand between them. "Ahhhhhh." She arched against her hand.

"Fuck!" Hans launched himself over the fire to her side.

A low, rolling purr slid from her throat as he clawed at his belt and pants. He shrugged out of them quickly, thankful that he'd removed his socks and boots earlier.

"Stand up," she purred.

Anticipation building, he did so.

Kneeling before him, she slipped her fingers under the edge of his tight underdrawers and peeled them down over his hips, thighs, and calves.

As he stepped out of them, she sucked his jutting cock into her mouth.

"Christ!" Threading his fingers through her hair, he concentrated on her hot mouth and supple tongue as she swirled it around him. One hand slid up and down his thigh, the other cupped his balls and rolled them around.

"Christ!" he swore again. What did she have on her tongue? It was abrasive -- not uncomfortably so. No, just enough to make it almost impossible to keep from coming. If she kept sucking this hard, he'd be finished before they started.

Pulling his cock out of her mouth, Hans dropped to his knees and captured her mouth with his.

Her answering kiss was not gentle. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and wrapped hers around it.

Yes, slightly abrasive. He really must have been mostly unconscious last night if he hadn't noticed that.

She pulled free of his mouth and stared into his eyes. "I want your mouth on me."

Smiling slowly, Hans nodded. If she wanted his mouth, he'd give it to her. "Lie down."

Passion and excitement leaped in her golden eyes as she complied.

Grabbing a piece of the papaya left from their meal, he squeezed juice on each nipple and the dragged the fruit down over her quivering stomach, through her soft curls, and slid it between her legs and rubbed it back and forth slowly.

"Yes!" She arched into his hand as Hans slid the fruit up and down and around. His cock throbbing, he dropped the fruit and slid his fingers into her cunt. Bending he sucked a nipple into his mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhh! More!" She arched her back, pushing her breast deeper into his mouth. Her tight cunt muscles sucked his fingers deeper.

Chuckling, Hans lifted his head and stared into her face. "You taste of sweet nectar and hot woman."

Samantha Winston
http://www.samanthawinston.com

LLEWELLYN'S SONG
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0600-3

Excerpt

He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw a rabbit in his snare. Dinner would be rabbit stew. He hurried back to the cave, not wanting to worry Tamara. He stepped into the cave and glanced at her out of habit. She lay still, her eyes open and unblinking. His heart gave a painful leap. The rabbit fell from his hands as he knelt at her bedside.

"Tamara!" He felt for a pulse, and found it faint. Her body was like ice. Her blanket was damp and freezing. Cursing, he threw more wood on the fire. Flames licked the dry wood and it crackled as the fire caught, but the air in the cave remained icy. Llewellyn hesitated, then shucked off his clothes and slid onto the bed next to her, pulling his cloak over their bodies. He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close, curling around her back. As his body warmed her, her heart started to beat strongly and she sighed, cuddling against him.

He tried not to notice her breasts but his hand kept brushing against them. It's just to keep her warm, he told himself, and he cupped her breast in his hand, stroking her nipple with his thumb. Her nipple stiffened, and Tamara shifted in the bed, cuddling even closer to him with a little sigh.

As she moved, her buttocks came in close contact with his cock and all the longing he'd tried so hard to repress flared up. His shaft pulsed, lengthened, and pressed even harder against her buttocks, nestling right between her thighs. Holding himself absolutely still, he tried to think of ice demons, of ice cubes, of icy cold rushing streams.

It did no good. His cock got even harder, and he trembled with the effort of not thrusting into the hollow formed by her inner thighs. He should get out of the bed, pull away, but then her arm slid over his belly as she turned over.

A surge of blood stiffened his cock until it hurt, and he groaned. Seeing her, touching her, being with her day by day was making it impossible for him. He had needs, and one of those needs lay pressed next to him, her satiny skin growing warm under his touch, her soft hair tickling his cheek.

He opened his eye. She looked back at him, a flush on her cheeks. "Thank you for warming me up." It was the first time she'd ever thanked him.

"You're welcome." He shifted, trying to move his cock away. It slid across her belly and touched her pubic hair. Immediately a surge of desire shot through him. He tried to say something and failed, his voice catching in his throat.

Tamara uttered a little sigh and before he knew it, put her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Now her soft breasts crushed against him and his cock pushed between her legs. She didn't pull away. Instead, with a breathless laugh, she said, "I want to see what all the fuss is about." With that, she reached down and took his cock in her hand.

The shock of her cool fingertips on his burning cock made his balls contract and he dew his breath in. Didn't she know she played with fire? She pulled back, her wide eyes staring up at him. "It's so hard," she whispered. Her voice trembled.

Her fingers tightened on his cock, but he managed to gasp, "Let go, I've got to skin the rabbit."

Instead, she turned around again and pressed her buttocks against his cock. "No, I want you." She caught his shaft between her thighs and squeezed tightly, pulling his hand to her breast. His hand didn't protest. He cupped her breast, his fingers curling in delight over her taut nipple.

I hope you enjoy Llewellyn's Song!