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Saturday, September 15, 2012

Indulgent Blog*Hop ~ Erotic Historical Romance

Welcome to my stop on this Blog Hop.
I'd like to start with a big Thank You to Guilty Indulgence for organizing and hosting this hop.

Autumn is almost upon us with chilly nights and colorful leaves falling from the trees. I love all the fall indulgences.

Picture from Wikimedia Commons, no endorsement of my work by the photographer is implied.

Pumpkin pie, pumpkin ice cream, pumpkin bread, pumpkin butter, just pumpkin everything. :)


And snuggling in flannel sheets.
What's your favorite fall indulgence? Make a comment and share what sensual pleasures you love most about fall and be entered in my giveaway.

Today's giveaway is for an e-copy of winner's choice from my epublished works. (The paperback versions are not a part of this giveaway)

Reader Advisory: This is a BDSM romance. This book contains anal sex, spanking, light bondage, D/s themes and brief F/F touching. This is a work of historical fiction, it is not meant to be an accurate portrayal of or guide to how people recover from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. As a work of historical erotic romance, it is also not intended to portray modern BDSM or D/s lifestyles.

By reading any further, you are stating that you are 18 years of age, or over.
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Copyright © Natasha Blackthorne, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.

Excerpt from A Measured Risk
“Why did you run away?” His deep voice settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s night.
“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last word.
Ruel placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door. His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.
He appeared different. Softer. More approachable.

At the change, her insides seemed to flip over.

“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to distraction with endless hunting and fencing.”

As he slowly wrapped the curl around two fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so intense that she shivered and her nipples beaded, pressing against her stays. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.

His eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually fierce exterior.
Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear. She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little. Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.
It should be easy to regain her control.
But now, as late afternoon sun rays played over his pale hair, turning it to the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew away. Say something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.
An intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.

“In a situation like this, alone with a gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down the corridor, accentuated their isolation. He brushed his fingertips over her cheek and his gaze became so piercing that she had to lower her eyes. “She will invariably ask herself if he will try to kiss
her.” She jerked her eyes back to his face. God, he couldn’t mean to—Not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her. She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.
He leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly yes.”

She should demand that he put his arm down so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He was so close to her, his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a fraction, she’d be kissing him.

Kissing him.

Dear God. Her breath began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with a suppressed moan.

His eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her, if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could express itself no other way.

Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles to every point of her body, even her toes.

But no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.

He kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all the harder upon her.

Heart pounding and unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.

His lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.

He lifted his head.

It was done.


And it hadn’t even begun.

He held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for it would give away too much of how she was affected.

Never show your feelings.

He traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled in her pelvis, low and spreading even lower.

She went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.

It should not have affected her so profoundly. It had just been a peck—not a true kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.

Ruel traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his touch.
“Of course, once he has kissed her, then it’s his turn to wonder…” His voice sounded unnaturally loud to her ears. “How will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”
She sensed that he was toying with her. She’d didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry this ruse off? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.

“Please don’t make sport of me.”

She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading voice really hers?

An infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was as smooth as velvet.
“To please your vanity,” she replied, trying to regain her wits.
“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest. The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand, his heart beat was rapid and strong.

“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.

The warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.
“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going kiss you again.”
Then he touched his mouth to hers, more firmly this time.

Delicious, steady pressure. Her lips trembled and she clutched his lapels. He lifted his head. At the loss, a throaty, pleading moan sounded in her ears. Had it really come from her?

Clearly, now was the time for her to reassert some control over her reactions. To put him at a more comfortable distance.

“Kiss me back.” At the commanding edge in his voice, hot, sweet honey pooled in her belly.

No. Focus.

What had she wanted to ask him? Focus? Dear God, what rubbish. She could scarcely remember her own name, much less anything else. What madness had made her think she could maintain control over him?

He traced her mouth with his tongue. Deliberately; lingeringly. This time she couldn’t hold back a moan. She had grown to dislike it when William kissed her opened mouthed. It had always seemed such an overheated, messy thing. But where was her coldness now? She was burning to know what it would feel like to know Ruel’s full kiss. She had to know—just once—or she would surely die.

Just once. Certainly once wouldn’t hurt.

Tentatively, tremulously, she opened her mouth...

So what happened next? Click the banner below to read the entire first chapter and find out:

Read another excerpt, a Two Part Kiss Scene, Part One:

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What other people are saying about A Measured Risk:

Five Stars for A Measured Risk From Romance in Review!
"...Yes, I am hopelessly in love with the Earl of Ruel and I don’t care if he’s a fictional character! So, ladies, read at your own risk and don’t say I didn’t warn you. Experience the elegant, and frequently excessive life of the privileged during this romantic era. This story is a bit different than other Regency Era stories you have probably read. The heat level is high and the story has a bit of a twist that makes it fresh and unique. I still don’t want to leave the world of Lady Cranfield and the Earl of Ruel. I need to move on to my next book on my review list, but honestly, I would rather curl up and read this one all over again!..." Review from Romance in Review. Click here to read the entire review:

Five Stars for A Measured Risk From Salacious Reads!

" knew this man as dominant as he was, was falling in love with this woman..."

Reviewed by Sharonda

"I loved everything about this story, it was so good. But want I loved most was Jon patience with Anne. He was a strong male lead and very dominant, but his patience with her was just…I can’t even explain it. I mean just reading this story, you knew this man as dominant as he was, was falling in love with this woman...

I haven’t been disappointed with a Natasha Blackthorne historical romance as of yet and I don’t think I ever will be. Her writing always draws me in from beginning to end. There always seems to be this power struggle between her characters. But it always a good struggle, you know? Like I said before, these woman are strong and independent in a time when as a woman you’re not supposed to be, you are suppose to depend on the man. And the men, yes..they are strong and dominant, but they also support their women in everything. These men are written with strength and purpose.

Thank you Natasha for helping me love historical romance once again."

Read the entire review here:

"A Measured Risk is by far my favorite book of Natasha's, although I must admit all of her books have original story plots and extremely exciting sex scenes. A Measured Risk just had a little of everything that I liked and made it into my personal favorites library.

Lady Cranfield has a bookish, logical, and secretly decadent side that made her quite relatable to me. And Ruel? Can we say YUMM. I can…YUMMMMMMMM. This book has light aspects of BDSM, but Ruel has had these proclivities for quite some time.

He slowly introduces this lovely lady into the wonders of being submissive, and through it, he begins to slowly erase her fears. He loses himself in her and she in him. But reality comes crashing back. Will their new-found love survive it? Of course I’m not going to tell you!! I’d rather you find out for yourself!! I loved the historical aspect mixed with the new-age naughtiness. It made this book a truly decadent treat!!!" ~ Nikki of Close Encounters With The Night Kind:

Masterpiece! Loved it with a passion
"After reading this I automatically think "Fifty Shades of What"?
If you are a Fifty Shades of Gray fan than you will totally love and adore this book for sure.

Natasha Blackthorne's book's just get better and better. This one is by far the best. It's really a work of art and a total masterpiece for this genre.

This book was so enticing and inviting. Natasha writes real characters in real life situations that you can relate to on my different levels.

Ann, an educated, curvy , full woman, cold on the outside but inside she has passion burning and dying to get out. She is emotionally scarred. She sees Jon as brave and courageous. She wants to ask for his help with her fear of horses and carriages but she gets more than she bargained for. He soon shows her what she has inside herself.

Jon is a sexy, confident, dominate, trustful and honorable man. He is sure of himself and knows what he wants and goes for it. When the luscious Ann gives him a come get me look. He cant help but follow her.

It took me a few days to read this book because I didn’t want it to end. Not only did this book affect my heart and mind but it also affected my body and soul.

Its really going to be hard for me to find a book in this genre to top this one. Its truly amazing.

Sensual, erotic, romantic, steamy, sexy, sweet, arouse, masterful and loving are all the words that come to mind when I think of this book." Reviewed by Dawn Sullivan from Lawrence, Mass, USA, Total-e-Bound product page.

4.5 Nymphs for A Measured Risk from Literary Nymphs Reviews
“I think the author tread a very fine line and did it beautifully... Ms. Blackthorne did a good job with the period background, while giving a peak into the scandalous part of the Regency time period…I am looking forward to reading more of this series.” ~ Amazon Nymph

Here's a couple of my other newest releases, click covers to read blurbs, excerpts and reviews:


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Contest ends Sept 22, 2012 at 11:59 PM Eastern Time.
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  1. My favorite Fall indigence is a tie between breaking out the comfy soft flannel sheets and the excuse to drink mint hot chocolate. Fall is my most favorite time of the year its the best of both worlds warm during the day and cool at night, not to mention the beautiful fall leaves. Happy Hopping Natasha.
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  2. My fav is homemade carmel and pumpkin bread - yum!

  3. My favorite holiday is fall. I love jacket weather and the smells of the changing seasons! Thanks for the awesome giveaway!
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  5. I love pumpkin bread...

  6. Mine is apple cider and apple cider donuts....yum

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  7. I love baking in the fall. Breads, cakes, cookies (must make some today!), anything with chocolate, pumpkin or apples.
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  8. my favorite fall indulgence is being able to cook with pumkin. not just pies but cookies, muffins, bread and cake

  9. My fave is mint chocolate chip ice cream

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  11. Fireplace when it's cold outside, wrapped in blanket together with my loved one...

  12. Apple pie and Apple cider!

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  13. I live in Florida, so there really is no "Fall" weather -- but I do like it when the weather starts to get a little cooler *fingers crossed*. I also like making apple pies, pumpkin pie & bread and gearing up for my holiday baking!

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  14. I love when the weather changes and the leaves change color, I love the smell of apple pie..

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  15. Mine would have to be the changing of the trees. I live in the mountains and it's just so beautiful.
    Thanks for the awesome giveaway!
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  16. I would have to say my indulgences are anything pumpkin(can't get enough) and eggnog.

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  17. Natahsa, you hit the nail on the head with pumpkin pie. There is a farm near me that makes the best much cream you could explode with pleasure just smelling it! That is my absolute fave. Congrats on the success of your book!

  18. My indulgence is pumpkin pie! I follow on GFC and Facebook.

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  19. I love sleeping with the windows open at night and getting that delicious cool breeze over my body after a steamy summer!
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  20. My fall favorite fall thing to indulge in is hard apple cider. YUMMY!!
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  21. Apples (Pie & dumplings) & Pumpkin Cheese cake

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  22. Apples! (And all the apple-related recipes that I've found online.)

    Thanks for the great giveaway!

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  23. curled up in front of a fireplace with a good book
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  24. My fave indulgence is curing up with a book and a nice cool drink.

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  25. In the fall, I look forward to all things pumpkin and the start of nippy weather... good reason to stay warm and snug wrapped up in a blanket (or cuddled up with a sweetie) or snuggle in a comfy chair with a good book!
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  26. Hi. would love to win one of your books. Fall indulgence, curling up with a blanket, cake and a good book

  27. Apple pie and jack fruit pie!. YUMMY!!
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  28. Curled up in front of a fireplace with a cup of hot cocoa and a good hot book.
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  29. My fave favorite indulgence is is Curling up in my satin sheets with warm apple pie and vanilla ice cream with some whipped cream and chocolate syrup and reading a Natasha Blackthorne Novel

  30. My fave favorite indulgence is is Curling up in my satin sheets with warm apple pie and vanilla ice cream with some whipped cream and chocolate syrup and reading a Natasha Blackthorne Novel

  31. Books are my indulgence! I cant resist them. I see them and want them. When i read them, i want even more! lol And chocolate is high up there too! :D Thanks for the awesome hop and giveaway! :)


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