Tuesday, January 24, 2017


Welcome to WIPITUP Wednesday, the hot blog hop that is still running at full speed - thanks to Meredith O'Reilly! :)

Sasha's Destiny is a combined, newly edited and revised version of our first two books, Possessing Sasha and Her Caretaker!  And I'm happy to report that our new release hit the streets last Thursday, so here's a peek ...


Lowering his lips to meet mine, his kiss was so loving and tender that my belly curled with delight and a distinct shuddering struck my heated core. Brushing a finger over my hardened nipple, his other hand teased my wet pussy folds, stroking over and over before poking just inside the soaked slit. His strong digit slowly began circling my swollen bud around and around, and it was obvious that he had no intention of stopping until I was good and drenched.

Now that he had my undivided attention, Tony stopped to pick up a freshly chilled glass of white wine from the nightstand that he’d brought upstairs. With a thoughtful look on his face, he handed it to me and motioned with a finger to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. I took a couple of sips, and he leaned over to kiss me. Again.

As our mouths and tongues lightly explored and teased one another, I was more than relaxed. He took the glass from my hands, carefully placed it back on the nightstand and asked me to roll over on my tummy. I love a good massage, I thought to myself as he began caressing and kneading my shoulders, removing any remaining tension that I might have had. Then, with no warning at all, his hand came crashing down against my bare ass.

A piercing yelp of both surprise and pain erupted from my throat. “What was that for?”

“Just a little reminder,” he calmly responded. Suddenly, I remembered our little trysts in the store. Uh-oh.

Another couple of whacks, and I lifted my tushie up in the air. The sensation of being spanked was so different than anything I’d experienced. Was he able to see the wetness between my legs? Could that spicy scent in the air be mine? Is there something wrong with me?  

Jesus, how many times could I ask that last question?

A few more swats across the middle of my rear and I turned toward Tony, my eyes boring into his. He knew what I wanted but didn’t seem ready for that, yet. He obviously enjoyed teasing me, and pressed on with several hard smacks as I began moaning with excitement.

Firmly, he rested his hand on my red-hot bottom to hold in the heat and massaged some lotion onto my rosy fanny. Not being able to control myself, I wiggled my bum, wanting more. Tony rolled on top of me, straddling my fiery rear end, and began to maneuver his hardness around the rim of my cheeks, finally nestling his shaft in between the mounds. Lowering his chest down against my back, he grasped my hands and stretched our arms straight out together. “I am going to take you from behind,” he whispered in my ear.

He rubbed the bulbous tip of his swollen cock in between my plump pillows and spurted a glob of what felt like lube on my bottom hole, followed by his finger, rounding my sensitive, crinkled skin in a gentle sort of way. I could feel my little rosebud pulse and shudder as he teased, his digit finally sliding deep into my ass, turning clockwise and then counter clockwise as he continued inward.

I wanted to be brave, but feeling the smooth, moist head of his shaft press against my small anus caused a short breath to hitch in my lungs. At first, he just entered slightly, testing the waters, and I immediately tensed up. Jesus, his cock was big, my hole was little, and it was my first time. Though I stiffened and whimpered, undeterred, he continued to part my thighs, stretching my buttocks wide with both hands.

With each stroke, he inched in further, and my whimpers eventually morphed into breathless cries.

If ever you are going to get encouragement from a man, this would be the time.  

“Baby, take a deep breath in, exhale, and bear down while you push your soft tushie slowly back into me.”

With each thrust, I tried to relax while inhaling a deep breath and raised my heinie up higher, hoping the exaggerated position would give him easier access. And I can’t lie, it was such a sexy feeling to be in that pose, fully submitting to him. I wasn’t sure what he meant by bearing down, but when he cupped my dripping sex in his large palm, it helped to relax me and he finally seated himself all the way in.

“That’s it, you’re doing great, baby.” And with those words, he pulled out—only to push his big, slippery shaft all the way back inside my narrow, dark channel. Jesus, it felt like a bolt of electricity had shot throughout my body.

Bucking hard against him, I got swallowed up in the intensity as he continued driving in and out like a piston. Tony grabbed my breasts and briskly tweaked my nipples—which were extremely hard, standing like two soldiers at attention. 

Struggling to breathe, I pushed my head up into his neck as he moved to stroke my heated sex, his fingers teasing my wet, hardened bud, pressing himself deeper and deeper into my sore anus that was clenching against his flesh.

He continued thrusting hard into me, circling my soaked, swollen clit with his fingers over and over, harder and harder as he begged for me to come. Finally, I began to convulse and my entire body shattered, right before he stilled and pulsed in short spasms, filling me with his thick seed. My head was spinning, lights were flashing, and I couldn’t think clearly. “O-oh m-my G-God… Tony!” I had never had a sensation like that before and didn’t want it to stop.

Out of breath, he nuzzled against my neck and slowly slipped his softened cock from my tender rosette. His strong, warm, muscular arms were wrapped around my waist as he drew me in to hold me tight, kissing my neck from behind. “This is only the beginning if you want it to be, my sweet Sasha.”

Those were the last words I heard before drifting off to sleep with a satisfied smile on my face.

My days of taking an Ambien before bed might finally be over. 

And now for the Blurb:

One night, when she is the only staff member in the upscale boutique Ciao Bella, ex-Marine Tony Colucci moves his relationship with widow Sasha Saperstein into new territory - by turning her over his knee.

Sasha is cautious but curious and willing, even when Tony introduces her to the domestic discipline lifestyle. In exchange for her submission to Tony's rules, Sasha finally finds the love and acceptance she has craved her entire life.

But can she change who she is after fifty years? She's a smart ass who likes to get her own way, and that goes in direct contrast to Tony's innate sense of discipline and order. He proves again and again that she is his highest priority, but that proof usually comes when she is pulled over his knee for a good, old-fashioned spanking.

True to her sassy personality, Sasha continues to push the boundaries of right and wrong, which usually results in a bizarre mixture of self-doubt and extreme pleasure. She loves being taken care of, and is more open to new experiences than ever before. However, she quickly finds out that Tony is the master of role-play, and the Colucci clan indulges in a couple of different lifestyles.

They say you not only marry your husband, but his entire family as well. Is Tony a good fit for Sasha, or is she in over her head?

A Note from the Publisher: 
Sasha's Destiny was previously published as two separate books: Possessing Sasha, and Her Caretaker. This is a combined, newly edited and revised version.

A Note from the Author:
Sasha's Destiny is sold exclusively at Amazon and it's free for Kindle Unlimited customers.

Well, that's it for me.  Keep hopping around and I hope you all have a great week!!  ~ Shelly

Thursday, January 19, 2017

The Benedetti Brothers: Salvatore and Dominic: Two Dark Mafia Romances by Natasha Knight

Salvatore: a Dark Mafia Romance


It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters.

I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us.

That was five years ago.

Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me.

I had vowed vengeance. I had learned hate. And yet, nothing could have prepared me for the man who now ruled my life.

I expected a monster, one I would destroy. But nothing is ever black or white. No one is either good or evil. For all his darkness, I saw his light. For all his evil, I saw his good. As much as he made me hate him, a passion hotter than the fires of hell burned inside me.

I was his, and he was mine.

My very own monster.


I owned the DeMarco Mafia Princess. She belonged to me now. We had won, and they had lost. And what better way to teach a lesson than to take from them that which is most precious? Most beloved?

I was the boy who would be king. Next in line to rule the Benedetti Family. Lucia DeMarco was the spoils of war. Mine to do with as I pleased.

It was my duty to break her. To make her life a living hell. My soul was dark, I was hell bound. And there was no way out, not for either of us. Because the Benedetti family never lost, and in our wake, we left destruction. It’s how it had always been. How I believed it would always be.

Until Lucia.

Dominic: a Dark Mafia Romance


I was the boy who would never be king. The monster who could never be loved.

Gia was just a job. Just another girl caught in a world of monsters.

It didn’t matter that I liked the look of her.

I didn’t care that she cringed when she saw my soul.

I liked it.

I liked her fear.

And I wanted her.

Monsters didn’t get to live happily ever after, though. I knew one day I’d have to go back. Because time neither forgave nor forgot.

And neither did I.

Old debts needed to be settled. Enemies punished. It was past time I returned to the family business. I’d been gone far too long.


All my life, I believed in fairy tales. Not the Disney kind. Never those. I always knew life was darker than that.

I was the daughter of a foot soldier. The sister of a snitch. A nobody.

Monsters had been part of my life for as long as I could remember, but none as dark as Dominic Benedetti. None as cruel. None as broken.

I had no illusions about what he was. I had no desire to save his soul. And I couldn’t care about his bleeding heart.

But love isn’t always beautiful. It could be a twisted, ugly bitch.

I’d always known this was the kind I’d find. The only kind that could touch me.

Because some of us, we belonged in the dark.

And Dominic and I belonged in the dark.

Author’s Note: This duet contains both Salvatore and Dominic's stories. These are steamy, dark mafia romances where the happily-ever-afters are heard earned. Intended for mature readers. NO Cheating.

About the Author:

USA Today Bestselling author Natasha Knight writes dark romance as well as spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, paranormal, post-apocalyptic, science-fiction and fantasy. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller in multiple categories forever searching in every story for that single most important element of love. All of her stories contain at least one kinky Alpha male, lots of dirty talk and a well deserved happily ever after.

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"Dominic crackles with delicious darkness and badass beauty. I loved every brilliant, twisted second of it!" ~NYT Bestselling author Annika Martin



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