NERD: Naughty Erotic Romance Doms
Title: NERD: Naughty Erotic Romance Doms
Authors: Felicity Brandon, Golden Angel, Morganna Williams, Sassa Daniels, Rue Raven,
Jack Crosby, Katie Douglas
Jack Crosby, Katie Douglas
Release date: 10th August 2018 (preorder 3rd August)
Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07G416X99
Overall blurb:
Eight hot doms bring the action in this geeky extravaganza of intelligent, Machiavellian and
highly-skilled men who aren't afraid to take control.
highly-skilled men who aren't afraid to take control.
In this collection of short stories, we explore the N.E.R.D. in all the usual settings you'd find one.
From comic-cons to classrooms, to even alien spaceships, we bring you the N.E.R.D. in his full glory. The action is hot, the situations charming, and the men -- they are total N.E.R.D.s.
From comic-cons to classrooms, to even alien spaceships, we bring you the N.E.R.D. in his full glory. The action is hot, the situations charming, and the men -- they are total N.E.R.D.s.
Bring a sense of humor, a bacon sandwich and a fan because it's going to get hot in here!
Individual blurbs:
Golden Angel:
Cosplay Connection - when Diana’s bestie dragged her to speed dating at her local convention, she wasn’t expecting the Dark Knight to come sweep her off her feet.
Alien Online - nerdy and awkward, it’s easier for Kerry to talk to men online - but when she agrees to meet one in real life, he’s not at all what she’s expecting.
Zoe’s Impetus by Felicity Brandon
I love biology, but botany is fast turning out to be the bane of my life, and Professor Neil's the poster boy for it. The content of the module is so dull, I’m struggling to keep on target, but Professor Neil is offering me a unique olive branch. Can his unconventional techniques help me make the grade?
Elise in Wonderland by Sassa Daniels:
For intellectual snob Elise, signing up to speak at a video games convention was her first big mistake. Setting her sights on an arrogant wannabe dom was the second. Drawing the attention of her real-deal dominant colleague--well, that might just be the best mistake she’s ever made.
The Mugged and the Restless by Morganna Williams:
Lacey's nerdy boss Jasper barely seems to notice she exists. Then Lacey gets mugged and suddenly she has almost more of Jasper's attention than she can handle.
Walking Disaster by Rue Raven: Grace is brilliant at her job. Unfortunately she’s less than brilliant at life, which is why her new boss is lying on the floor moaning after meeting Grace and a door at the same time. Grace needs a firm hand to keep her focussed – but first Jake has to stay conscious long enough to deal with her!
Of Demons and Nerds by Jack Crosby:
Just when you thought it was safe to go to a comic con... Derrick Grimm (aka the horseman, Death) and his former Lust demon girlfriend, Roxanne, show up. In this wacky adventure, you'll meet all sorts of characters who tend to get themselves into some pretty sticky situations. With this many bad apples in one place, a good many someones are due to get spanked!
The Doctor’s Companion by Katie Douglas:
I was already having a bad day when my son got kidnapped by aliens. Then a man in a scarf stepped out of a red British phone box and everything changed. He calls himself The Surgeon, and he thinks I can save the world by knitting, but how can that be possible?
Excerpts from stories (300-600 words that shows what your story’s about, any heat level, bloggers can pick and choose what they share):
Golden Angel:
Excerpt from Cosplay Connection by Golden Angel
Deep down she knew meeting up with Paul meant more to her than any date she'd had before. Rejection from him, after all the time they'd spent talking and getting to know each other online... well, it would hurt a lot more. Which was why she'd let Lane dress her up like this was a real date.
She'd arranged code words with Lane. Looked up everything she could about Julianno's - the Italian restaurant she was meeting Paul at. It was only about an hour away from her. Kind of far for a date but... this isn't a date. Kerry had certainly driven longer distances to get together with friends. So it was totally okay. She was still kind of surprised that she and Paul did actually live close enough to meet.
When she pulled into the parking lot, it was all she could do to keep from hyperventilating.
Her phone pinged.
Stalker Lane had been following her progress to the restaurant using an app on Kerry's phone.
You've got this babe! And I've got you!
The text message made Kerry smile. Lane always knew how to help.
Thank you. I love you.
Love you too! Now get in there and go get him girl!
Taking a deep breath, Kerry gathered her courage and got out of the car. She hadn't taken more than two steps when a bright beam of light suddenly surrounded her from above. Startled, she stumbled - but she didn't fall... actually, it felt like her body was being jerked upwards into the light...
She did the only thing she could do.
She screamed bloody murder.
Excerpt from Alien Online by Golden Angel
Diana leaned a little closer, hoping…
That tiny movement was all he'd apparently been waiting for because he immediately moved to meet her, his lips coming down on hers with a kiss that took her breath away. It felt like she'd been waiting for hours for the kiss. It didn't hurt at all that he was a damn good kisser.
His lips were warm and soft, the kiss confident but not overpowering. When his tongue moved forward, she opened for him, the tingles in her body going full throttle now. They turned more towards each other, facing each other, the laptop shoved off of Matt's lap and onto the bed beside them.
A little thrill went through her as he slid her to the side, putting her on her back underneath him. He was hot and hard between her legs, fitting perfectly against her.
When he pulled away from the kiss, he was a little breathless as well, his gaze intense as he looked down at her, and when he spoke his voice was a little deeper than usual.
"I don't want to assume—you definitely want to have sex?"
Diana smiled up at him, feeling very much like the cat who was about to get the cream. Did he have any idea how fucking sexy he was right now? If she had had any doubts, they would have just been erased with that one question.
"Definitely.”
"If you want me to stop, at any point, just say 'Batman.'"
Her smile turned into a grin. Considering that more than half the cosplayers she knew were on Fetlife—or kinky with the partner they currently had—she wasn't entirely surprised to discover Matt was at least a little dominant. She was definitely pleased, though.
Hopefully, he liked brats.
"Is that my safeword, sir?" she asked sultrily and enjoyed watching the glint in his eyes flare. The way he was looking at her now was almost greedy.
"Yes, it is," he growled.
Then his mouth was back on hers, a little more forcefully now, as his hands found hers. His fingers circled her wrists, pushing them above her head and pinning them there. Heat and need ran through her, making her ache in response.
That was fucking hot.
Excerpt from Zoe’s Impetus by Felicity Brandon:
“Get the book please, Miss Kellam,” he commands.
I hesitate for a moment, amazed by how my body responds to the order. My nipples stiffen into small peaks beneath my sweater, and I’m more than aware of how wet my panties have become. What the hell has happened to my socially inept botany Professor? He’s usually so quiet, so reserved and so obsessed with his plants, he barely resembles the alpha-male now sitting waiting for me to answer him. I eye the man furtively, my gaze rising over his unblemished skin to his waves of dark hair.
Whatever it is that has happened to Professor Neil, I like it.
“Miss Kellam?”
I leap at the sound of his voice, my heart racing out of control at his impatient tone.
“The book?” he repeats in a curt tone.
I move, skipping back to my original place to collect the thick, hardback version I had attempted earlier. Grabbing it, I head back to where he waits, presenting it to him like a naughty school girl awaiting her headmaster’s verdict.
“Good,” he replies, smiling at my response.
I know he’s patronising me, and a part of me despises his tone, but the weight of my arousal is so great that I ignore it. The professor is toying with me, and for some reason I freaking love it.
“Well done, Miss Kellam,” he says. “You’re going to need the book, not me, so I suggest you keep it.”
“Okay,” I whisper, gripping the leather cover between my fingers. I shift my weight, watching him watching me, as my heart pounds inside my chest. “Where should I read, Professor?”
Neil’s eyes narrow, his gaze rising up the length of my body until it meets mine. “I have found that certain ladies increase their focus once they’re over my lap, Miss Kellam.”
And there it is. He says the words so casually, as though he’s reading a shopping list, and it takes me a few seconds to register their meaning.
Over his lap?
My eyes widen as the term resonates. I’m shocked, aghast at his suggestion. Why would I be over the lap of one of my lecturers? And yet, as the anger washes over me, there is something else. The simmering need his dominant display has brought out in me begins to burgeon, threatening to boil over, and something about the idea of being over his lap makes it peak.
“Your lap?” I say, my voice sounding distant to my own ears. “W-why would they be over your lap?”
I know the answer—of course, I do. There is only one logical reason that anyone would be draped over someone’s else’s body. But somehow, I have to hear the words out loud…
“Impetus,” he tells me with a smirk, his blue eyes penetrating me with relentless force.
I hesitate for a moment, amazed by how my body responds to the order. My nipples stiffen into small peaks beneath my sweater, and I’m more than aware of how wet my panties have become. What the hell has happened to my socially inept botany Professor? He’s usually so quiet, so reserved and so obsessed with his plants, he barely resembles the alpha-male now sitting waiting for me to answer him. I eye the man furtively, my gaze rising over his unblemished skin to his waves of dark hair.
Whatever it is that has happened to Professor Neil, I like it.
“Miss Kellam?”
I leap at the sound of his voice, my heart racing out of control at his impatient tone.
“The book?” he repeats in a curt tone.
I move, skipping back to my original place to collect the thick, hardback version I had attempted earlier. Grabbing it, I head back to where he waits, presenting it to him like a naughty school girl awaiting her headmaster’s verdict.
“Good,” he replies, smiling at my response.
I know he’s patronising me, and a part of me despises his tone, but the weight of my arousal is so great that I ignore it. The professor is toying with me, and for some reason I freaking love it.
“Well done, Miss Kellam,” he says. “You’re going to need the book, not me, so I suggest you keep it.”
“Okay,” I whisper, gripping the leather cover between my fingers. I shift my weight, watching him watching me, as my heart pounds inside my chest. “Where should I read, Professor?”
Neil’s eyes narrow, his gaze rising up the length of my body until it meets mine. “I have found that certain ladies increase their focus once they’re over my lap, Miss Kellam.”
And there it is. He says the words so casually, as though he’s reading a shopping list, and it takes me a few seconds to register their meaning.
Over his lap?
My eyes widen as the term resonates. I’m shocked, aghast at his suggestion. Why would I be over the lap of one of my lecturers? And yet, as the anger washes over me, there is something else. The simmering need his dominant display has brought out in me begins to burgeon, threatening to boil over, and something about the idea of being over his lap makes it peak.
“Your lap?” I say, my voice sounding distant to my own ears. “W-why would they be over your lap?”
I know the answer—of course, I do. There is only one logical reason that anyone would be draped over someone’s else’s body. But somehow, I have to hear the words out loud…
“Impetus,” he tells me with a smirk, his blue eyes penetrating me with relentless force.
Excerpt from Elise in Wonderland by Sassa Daniels:
Elise had barely made it twenty yards across the parking lot before Ian caught up with her. He took a firm grip of her arm and swung her around toward him. Her deliciously soft, pliable body collided with his hard, muscular frame. Only as she seemed to register how closely he held her did she tense up. Before she could react, to make whatever empty protest her rational mind had thought up, he lowered his mouth to hers. Signaling his intention to possess her, body and soul, he branded her with a scorching kiss. As he pressed his lips insistently against hers, she opened to him. She tasted like the sweetest, most succulent fruit and he knew he would never get enough of her. A groan escaped from somewhere deep inside him as her body melted against his.
This was everything he’d imagined it would be, but he had to put a stop to this before he lost all control and ended up fucking her in the middle of the parking lot. She deserved more respect than that. As he pulled back from her, he couldn’t resist a victorious grin as Elise whimpered at the loss of contact.
“Don’t worry, princess, I’m going to give you what you need,” he said as he cupped her cheek with his hand and ran his thumb over her soft, smooth skin.
“And what is that?” Her tone was challenging, and she seemed to doubt that he knew what she truly desired.
Ian leaned in close to whisper in her ear and could sense the shiver of delight that ran through her.
“I’m going to punish you,” he promised. “I’m going to spank your naughty little ass and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you will never forget you’re mine.”
Excerpt from The Mugged and the Restless by Morganna Williams:
When Lacey ground her slit against his face Jasper pulled away and looked up at her.
“Please…” she begged.
“Naughty girls don’t get to come.” He told her firmly. “Do you know what naughty girls get Lacey?”
She shuddered again as she stared into his eyes. “They get spanked.”
“That’s right, baby.” Jasper pulled her to him so he could whisper against her ear, “They get spanked on their bare bottoms.”
Excerpt from Walking Disaster by Rue Raven:
Grace had hurried home, miserable over her latest disaster. There was only one thing that could make her feel better when she was in this state. She stretched out on her bed and settled back to enjoy a good, hard session of ice-cream eating. This was definitely a double choc moment, with the chocolate chips. It was starting to work its magic when the phone rang.
She reached for the phone, upsetting the ice cream onto the bed. As she grabbed to try to save it she knocked two books, a glass of water and a packet of biscuits off her bedside table. Lunging to grab them, and missing entirely, she knocked the ice-cream onto the floor.
As Grace miserably juggled the flying items, only spreading the disaster further, she heard her answering machine kick in, "Hi, this is Grace, I can't get to the phone right now so please leave a message...."
"This is Jake Maslin. We met today at work. Twice. I intended to discuss certain matters with you, but you left too early this afternoon for me to speak with you. Please be in my office at nine am sharp on Monday morning, and we will settle a few things then."
From the terse tone of his voice, it wasn't going to be a comfortable interview.
Grace huddled on her bed as the double-chocolate slowly melted onto the carpet. Some things are beyond the power of ice-cream.
Excerpt from Of Demons and Nerds by Jack Crosby:
Oh my heavens. As we walked into the convention center, the amount of people dressed up in different costumes was absolutely absurd. Grown-ass people dressed up as cartoon characters and other pop culture figures.
And I was one of them.
Derrick was beside himself with happiness. “The creator of The Electric Mile video game will be hosting a Q and A soon. I totally want to check that out.”
I found the sign he was looking at. Video games weren't my thing so I had no clue who Jack Crosby was. Before I could ask any questions, Derrick's hand grabbed mine and we were off. He navigated the mass of people like a pro—like a celestial being who'd been around humans way too long.
There was a small line of people walking into the room designated for this little get together. We walked in with them, taking a seat in the back. At least the lights were out.
The guy presenting wasn't here yet. Seeing this as an opportunity, my hand snuck over into Derrick's lap. It didn't take much to rub his cock into an erection.
“Roxanne, what are you doing?” he asked in a hushed voice.
“Shhhh, just enjoy this while we wait.”
That got him quiet. My hand continued to work until the bulge wasn’t getting any harder. A quick snap of a button and flick of a zipper and Derrick’s cock was out. It was warm, firm, and ready for me to do my work. My slow strokes were just what the doctor ordered; the head of the hard on mushrooming in my hand. It would only be a matter of time until it exploded white, sticky seed on me.
“Oh momma,” he moaned quietly.
Faster and faster I stroked, my own excitement building, too. With nothing in my way, my eyes lit up in excitement as I intently watched it get closer and closer to blowing.
My mouth dove forward as the first drops of cum spurt out, slamming into the back of my throat. Over and over my mouth took in the entire length of his member. I couldn't get enough of it racing down my throat.
“I'm sorry, but it appears that this session is going to be cancelled.” Someone was talking but I didn't see or care who it was.
What I did hear was people leaving their seats, so I sat up quickly and tried to rearrange Derrick and I so it wasn't blatantly obvious that I'd just given him a blow job.
Excerpt from The Doctor’s Companion by Katie Douglas:
“The Prezondians are taking all the children of Earth. Look.”
Leanne looked. “Evan!” she shrieked. She tried to step out of the phone box, seemingly ignorant of the concept of gravity, and the Surgeon hauled her back in.
“No.”
“I have to get to him! He’s my son!”
Then, to the Surgeon’s immense surprise, she kissed him on the lips. It felt good. Sparks of warmth filled his mouth as her firm lips pressed against his. She knew what she was doing. He’d never been with a human woman in her mid-thirties, before, and now he realized what he was missing. She was an incredible kisser.
As the moment spun out, his cock began to grow hard and he groaned. She was showing no signs of stopping. Eventually, but extremely reluctantly, he grasped her shoulders and pushed her away. She stared at him with her mouth open like a baby whose candy just got taken away.
“No. You don’t want this,” he told her.
“Yeah I do!” she replied.
“No, listen, it’s the gas. The Prezondians released gas into the air. Remember? They’re trying to keep everyone distracted. I’ll move Verity onto their ship so we can get to the bottom of all this.”
He went to the console and pressed some buttons. Leanne followed him, and put her hands in the back pockets of his pants. He inhaled sharply and tried to stay focused.
“Are you saying there’s some sort of dangerous, sexy, seductive gas in the air and you still don’t want me?” she asked in a husky but slightly disappointed voice.
“I’m immune. Must be my alien metabolism.” He almost barked his response because she’d moved her hands into his front pants pockets, and now it was difficult to breathe because she was stroking his cock through the thin lining of his pockets.
“Cock. Verity’s not working. The Prezondians must have done something that’s affected her, too. I need to use your wool to fix it.”
“Why do you need the yarn?” She continued stroking through his pockets.
“Are you serious? Some of the best technological developments in the galaxy are made from knitted yarn! There are entire spaceships made out of it with the ability to fold time and space around them.”
She leaned in and nuzzled his neck. “You know, a better answer would have been to tell me you wanted the yarn to tie me up with,” she pouted.
He raised a brow; she was so determined. He smartly grasped her wrists and pulled them out of his pockets. “Maybe I’ll tie you up and spank you when this is all over. Show you what happens to women who can’t take saving the planet seriously.”
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