Tagged: Cerise DeLand

atherserviceAt Her Service by Cerise DeLand

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Story Rating: 4 out of 5 paddles

Sting Factor (kink): 4 out of 5


“The one man Elise Dumond has always craved is the one man she should not have in her bed—or in her heart.”

Well, she does.

Elise Dumond—a Countess— has long been married to a now-dying man who was never able to impregnate her. From his deathbed, he contracts with a famous knight—Simon de la Poer— to bed her and produce an heir. All Elise has to do is quickly become pregnant by Simon before her husband dies, and she might even help save England.

No pressure, right?

Elise knew and loved Simon in her youth, but her father prevented anything from coming of the relationship, and required her to marry a much older man. Simon just happens to be entirely hunky-looking, as well as an adventurous and skilled lover. What could be better than having your own husband approve of romps with such a man between the royal sheets? But, as with most people of high social status at the time, there were dark forces surrounding the lovers, people whose plots, lies and political schemes threatened to tear the couple apart, and prevent the conception of an heir.

Still no pressure, right?

You’ll have to read the book to find out if Simon and Elise finally got the deed done — no mean feat with people always knocking on their bedroom door. Did they not have some semblance of a Do Not Disturb sign back then? But this was the year 1207, and politics apparently waited for no man. Given the time period in which the story was set, readers must ready themselves for such sexual references as dew-soaked nubs; gushing love liquid; cunnies and chats, flowing molten cores; and rosy, hard buttons of love. Yet, the sex is frequent, highly detailed, and worth the read.

Nice job, Ms. DeLand.

Reviewed by Summer

Cuffed to Him by Cerise DeLand cuffed

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Story Rating: 4 out of 5 paddles

Sting Factor (kink): 4 out of 5


Joanna Carter needs a scintillating interview from hunky, jet-setting billionaires, Giff and Josh Spencer. When they show her their island—and their dungeon—Jo knows it’s folly to resist.

Joanna Carter earned—and carelessly dashed—a reputation as a hard-driving journalist. Now she has a chance to resurrect her career by interviewing her childhood friends and billionaire brothers, Giff and Josh Spencer. The men were once her next door neighbors. Now, they have bad press as playboys and Jo figures they need her as much as she needs them.

But when they fly Jo to their private island, dumping her laptop, her camera, and her tape recorder, they cuff her and usher her into their private dungeon. Then they thrill her with replays of their loving when all of them were young.

Yet now that they are older, is it wise to resurrect the BDSM and menage that fulfilled them? And what happens to Jo’s career if she throws over a good interview for lots of their good loving?

Should a woman give up everything for two men who once meant the world to her?


Joanna grew up with Giff and Josh Spencer and wants to do a story on them to save her career.  The men get her to their island to pick up where they left off.

This is a fast paced read about three friends/lovers reuniting though Joanna isn’t sure what their motivation is in allowing her to meet with them. I had to laugh at the way the men had her board their airplane as it was a little funny.

Not only do they still have their chemistry, they did manage to talk about their feelings, even though Joanna is insecure about what is going on. Some of the old feelings that the men inspired when she was in their dungeon settled her emotions

Reader Advisory: This story has been previously released as part of the Sharing the Billionaire anthology by Total-E-Bound

Reviewed by Iron Mistress




Tie Me Down by Cerise DeLand



Story Rating: 3.5 out of 5 paddles

Sting Factor (kink): 4 out of 5


Rancher Case Turner is a shibari master who prefers his partners submissive, silent and lush. When he meets an outspoken, curvy lawyer from Austin, he’s wild to capture the colorful creature he calls his butterfly. His cho. Yearning to tie her up nice and tight. And defying the rule of the single men in Bravado that they share desirable women, Case plans to keep Samantha Marlowe all for himself.

Sam has a big, bad aversion to Dominants, so resisting Case’s magnetism seems like a wise idea. Yet Case, who usually binds his women to him in erotic public exhibitions, lures her with sweet-talk and humor. Case becomes the lover Sam told herself she’d never have—kind and tender.

But Case wants to tie up her heart, as well as her body—and she’s ready to bolt. If Case puts his heart on the line as well, Sam might admit there’s no rope stronger than love to tie her down.


‘Tie Me Down’ is the second book in the Knights in Black Leather series by Cerise DeLand.  This is an enjoyable sexy read. I think this story would have been stronger if the author explored more of the idea that several men in the area share one women, besides just Cara MacRae. The implications were that this type of relationship was common in this town.  I would have liked the author to explore the idea of Joel joining Case and Samantha more.  Cerise DeLand started to explore that idea of sharing Samantha because Case and Joel had a discussion in regards to that.  What the author did not get into was Samantha’s reactions to the idea.

At times the story had a hard time keeping my interest. There was a lot in the story that was either not addressed or unsaid.  The author did try to maintain your interest, but it only seemed like when she noticed there was a lag in the story. It makes me wonder if some of the problems were addressed in the first book (which I did not read).  Overall though this was an enjoyable read.

Reviewed by Melissa

Rope Me In by Cerise Deland



Story Rating: 3.5 out of 5 paddles

Sting Factor (kink): 4 out of 5

The odds were three to one and Cara didn’t mind one bit. She had a crush on the McRae brothers (Harry, Jed, and Will) since she was a teenager. When she had a chance to return a package of theirs she got by mistake, she figured this was her chance. To do what? Seduce them? She had barely gotten the chance to indroduce herself to them (as a full grown woman) before she realized their idea was to seduce her…
Ok! This was HOT! There’s no real reason to go step by step in recommending this sexy foursome. OMG! hehe…if you like the cowboy theme and the eroticism of D/s and kink then pick this title up! I only wished I hadn’t waited so long to finish. Holy cow!
Reviewed by Sizzling Miss Kim

Delicious lingerie? Perfect for BDSM play  

by Cerise DeLand (http://cerisedeland.com)

What’s in your lingerie drawer?

I have a few suggestions for you, all to celebrate my newest BDSM and multiple partner novel out May 18 from EC, ROPE ME IN. (EC buy Link: http://www.jasminejade.com/p-10088-rope-me-in.aspx )

My motto? Every women needs great lingerie.

Have you tried anything new lately? Daring? Yummy? Edible? (Hmm, yes, panties are now eco-friendly, and one brand even says, EAT ME!)

To share with you a peek at where my research has sent me for a new series, titled KNIGHTS IN BLACK LEATHER for EC, I show you a few marvelous finds on line. Yes, do go. Do drool. Do buy. And make your significant other drool and buy, too!

First, here is a taste of ROPE ME IN where my heroine, Cara Ford, is about to open a new lingerie shop in a tiny Texas town. Here the men are good and plenty~and the women wear only smiles. Cara wants to spice up the sedate little clothing store on Main Street where her auntie has presided over the women’s fashion for many years.

ROPE ME IN: THE STORY~ In Bravado, Texas, the men are good and plenty…and lonely.

Not inclined to remain horny bachelors, the three MacRae brothers devise a plan to find one fine woman and get the good lovin’ they deserve. One gander at the new gal in town, charming Cara Ford, and the cowboys decide to do some old fashioned courting. Then they’ll offer her a thoroughly modern deal: three-for-one. Three of them for luscious, lovely her.

Cara has returned to Bravado to rebuild her life after cutting the cord to her self-centered husband. One man was a pain. Why would she want to tie herself up in knots with three sexy ranchers known for their wild cattin’?

Undeterred, Jed, Harry and Will rope her into their daily lives and sweet-talk her into sharing their torrid nights.

 Can the MacRaes convince Cara she’s the only woman they’ll ever want? And that three hard lovin’ men with her in bed is better than one?

 “Tell me, how’d you like the new bathroom?” Harry struck up a conversation as the showdown round began.

“Distracting me?” she teased. “Hang on. Let me hear your calls.” Cara drummed her fingers on the table, nigh unto tasting her win. The last to reveal her five-card hand, she waited while the men deliberated their moves.

Dinner had been the best time she’d had with men in months. Hell, years. They were funny, dear, easy with each other. And her. She caught their surreptitious glances at her cleavage too. The attention was thrilling. Her body seemed to hum with the attention. Her mind, fully engaged, had only occasionally noted the wild rain drilling down on the roof. She still wore Jed’s robe, a necessity or close to it. Beneath it she had put on her white lace bra and matching panties. So what if her breasts seemed like twice the size and hard as concrete with the sly little looks of appreciation she got from the men?

Damn good thing she had gotten a decent deal with her first two cards. Even now she waited breathless, not wanting the evening to end, but tickled that she could show them her talent at cards. Maybe they’d invite her back for a rematch and she could teach them a few things. Even funny Harry who disclaimed any slyness.

They each played cards with humor. Will gave no tells. Poker-faced was a term that fit him. Quiet, he concentrated on the cards and the board like a laser. Jed, on the other hand, tried very hard not to give away his thoughts. His efforts at diplomacy showed in a savoir faire attitude that told her he was anxious. Harry had other things on his mind. Her. She stifled a giggle. He concentrated on her robe and the boost her bra gave her breasts.

“Earth to Harry,” Jed called to him. “What’s your bet?”

Harry grumbled, then threw in five pennies.

Jed snorted. Threw in ten.

“High finance,” Will grunted and scratched his cheek as he deliberated.

“Yeah,” Jed chimed in. “What do you think of our bathroom design?”

“Well,” she began with the aspect that had captured her most about it. “It’s certainly big enough for the three of you.”

“Smart cookie,” Harry said. “Did you make use of the jets and the hand showers?”

Her cheeks flamed. Her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. Could they know that she had pleasured herself in there? That the room was made for decadent pleasure? Of course they would suspect. They were savvy about women. And me. And I’ve just spent the last few hours enveloped in their charming company. They designed the bathroom in sumptuous style. Why not for the three of them to enjoy with one woman or more?

She licked her lips, long and slow. “Do you have parties in there?”

Very smart cookie,” Harry praised her and crossed his arms.

“We’re waiting for the right time,” Will confessed, blunt as ever.

“And the right person to enjoy it with,” Harry elaborated, his gaze locked on hers, the implication that the only woman he meant to invite to that room was her.

She absorbed that. One second. Two seconds. Thr—   

She stood, pushing back her chair so violently it teetered on its back legs. Her robe—Jed’s robe—gaped open but her mind was in the gorgeous bathroom, the shower, the chaise, the possibilities of having a party in there. Naked. Wet. With one of them. Two of them? All of them?

Jed threw down his cards.

Will moaned.

Harry just admired her display, his eyes burning every part of her, sending her up in flames that scorched and told her what he wanted from her.

Was she scared or tempted? Teasing them or testing them?

Yes, Harry had forced the issue. The storm wouldn’t last forever. And as he had said, he was not a patient man.

Was she a patient woman? Should she be?

She was nearly naked and the opportunity to have them all to herself to fire her up, make them all burn together brightly could never be more perfect.

But she grabbed the front of the robe, tugged it closed and fled toward the bathroom.

 * * * * *

“Let me in, Cara.”

Jed. That’s Jed at the door.

She backed up to the far wall. One hand to her mouth, one to her heart.

He rattled the door handle. “Cara, let me talk to you.”

She was trapped here. Who knew she was at the Rocking M? No one. She hadn’t told anyone where she was going. Hadn’t been able to call. But the MacRaes couldn’t have been planning what she thought they were. She’d come here today unannounced. She’d been in town only two months. These men didn’t know her. Not really. She was so different from the tomboy she had been fifteen years ago. She was adventurous only in business, not in…sex.

True, she’d wanted more from Jeff in bed. She suggested more than missionary. He’d refused. She had suggested oral. He had agreed to blowjobs for himself, nothing for her. She’d offered anal. He cringed. Handcuffs? No. He was stuck in his ordinary little world and his bland heaven.

But now you are here and these three men have plans to seduce you? And this house remodeling that cost thousands of dollars was done to enchant a woman—or three?

Absurd. What man does that?

Evidently, they had.

They have even gone to the trouble to buy verbena soap. Could that be coincidental?

“Cara.” Jed again, this time his rough voice more demanding. Her nipples got hard at the sound of his urgency. Her pussy gushed with appreciation of his gruffness.

That too, is ridiculous.

“I do have a key to the lock, Cara. Open it now or I do it myself.”

Do it. Show me what you’re made of, MacRae.

Oh, who the hell was that talking?

She heard the key in the lock and suddenly there he stood, inside, closing the door and sinking back against it. His smoldering jade eyes taking her in, warning her, mesmerizing her.

“Listen to me, Cara.” He seemed to croon her name. Then he took a step forward, slowly, one hand out to let her see he was controlled and gentle. But insistent.


Here, so that you can “shop” with Cara (and empty your wallet!) are a few of the great websites and blogs:  




http://www.funfactory.com/ sex toys–fingerballs/smartballs

I started buying great (let that read, daring and expensive) lingerie more than 10 years ago. It goes a long way to interest your lover!

Some of these are very pricey~into the thousands! And you can see why.

But nothing says luvin’ like something from a French shop or two.

What’s in your closet? Got any item that your significant other just drools over?

Tell us!