Thursday, December 17, 2015

Lord Powell finds himself a mate! Jaye Peaches is visiting with a snippet from her latest book, His Lordship's Mate!

Hello Everyone!

Today I have Jaye Peaches visiting to talk about her latest book, His Lorship's Mate! Jaye, it's great to have you visiting today and I have to say, I LOVE your cover for this story. I feel like your past three or four stories that have come out, and I've fallen absolutely in love with your covers!

Thank you Meredith, for hosting me. I’ve brought along an excerpt from my latest book, His Lordship’s Mate, a Regency spanking tale with a paranormal twist. 

Gethin, Lord Powell, rarely ventures out and when persuaded to attend a party at the house of an earl, he doesn’t expect to see anything of interest…until he lays eyes on Ella.

“She’s beautiful,” he declared.

“I suppose.” Richard peered across the room, over the heads of his other guests, to where Ella was trying to open the salon door. Her father seemed intent on collapsing against it. “Not like my plump Matilda,” he chortled. “I prefer something to dig my claws into. You know what I mean, eh?”

Gethin raised an eyebrow at his companion, but said nothing in response. Instead, he continued to observe the final valiant efforts of Ella Bailey in evicting her drunken father from the theatre of her embarrassment. Such a waste of beauty. If he had opportunity, he’d quickly find out what lay beneath her drab clothes. He wanted to know, to see and feel, how far her beauty went—skin deep, or into her very soul? The way to find out would be to plunge into her core and saturate her weaker form with his strength and vitality. If she was his, she would feed off him, make it her desire to please him for eternity.

His heart pumped harder and hot blood rushed through his loins. Under the table, out of sight, his cock stiffened, stretching the fabric of his breeches. The urge was undeniable, and unfathomable—why here, and now, after everything he’d done over the years?

He clenched his long fingers into fists, fighting with the temptation to follow her, to take her to a secluded place and seek out her soul. He’d shred her dress, expose her bare flesh, and explore every inch of her weak body until her resistance crumbled. Could such a young woman cope with his strength? Would she open up and accept him without fear, offer him pleasure countless times?

The women of English society lacked the abundance of passion or drive needed to feed his hunger. It was a constant appetite he subdued by taking it upon himself to travel for remorselessly long periods of time. He’d made it to the Steppes of Russia, the mountains of the Alps, and the dark forests of Germany. He’d lived alone in barren landscapes where he could practice the art of solitude and chastity. Rarely did he find a woman to comfort his loneliness; few had the endurance for his lust, never mind the coveted emotion of love.

What had the girl done to him? He must contain what she had awakened, and quickly, before he developed a fever. Damn it! The emotion boiling inside him was not real—it couldn’t be! “How old is she?” he spoke through gritted teeth.

“Eighteen, close to nineteen.” Richard fiddled with his silk cravat. “Gracious, Gethin, you can’t mean to… I must warn you, her prospects are poor. Bailey’s reputation lies in tatters.”


Eighteen-year-old Ella Bailey knows that if she is to have any hope of a good match, she must marry quickly before her father completes the ruin of her family’s fortune and good name with his wanton living. Her situation is made worse when a wealthy viscount expresses interest in her hand and she accepts his invitation to a party, only to have the supposed gentleman first seek to seduce her and then attempt to force himself on her.
After his efforts to despoil her are thwarted, the spiteful cad does his utmost to slander Ella’s character with scandalous accusations. With her reputation in tatters and nowhere else to turn, Ella seeks solace in the arms of the enigmatic Gethin Powell, a rich, handsome lord known for his lack of concern for the expectations of high society.
Gethin takes a strong interest in Ella, but he makes it abundantly clear that he is a man who expects to be obeyed in all things. Living under his roof as his woman will mean submitting to his authority, surrendering her body to his desires, and baring her bottom for his stern chastisement whenever he deems it necessary.
Ella soon discovers that Gethin’s sexual appetites are both fierce and insatiable, but as he thoroughly lays claim to her naked, blushing body, she is deeply ashamed to find herself hungering for more. But even as their passion for each other grows deeper, an old and powerful secret waits to come to light. When Ella learns the truth about Gethin, will it tear her away from the man who has taken her as his mate?
Publisher’s Note: His Lordship’s Mate is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author Bio:
I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

Jaye lives in NW England.

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Thanks for visiting Jaye!!

Happy Friday Eve Everyone! :-)  


  1. Thanks for having me visit and the cover is fantastic, thanks to Korey!