The Tattoo Artist's Mate
by
Doris O'Connor and Raven McAllan
Book one, Bare Ink Alley
Hi
there and thank you for welcoming me to your blog, on this bittersweet
occasion. (this is Raven)
As
most people know, my bestie, the sister I’d never had, the other half of me,
the lovely Doris O’Connor passed away in January from Cancer of an unknown
primary.
To say
this knocked me for six is an understatement. We knew it wasn’t going to be a
good outcome, but it happened so fast. Those of you who followed her on
Facebook and twitter will know how it went.
Ironically,
she rang me to tell me, just as I was…at a large supermarket collecting for
cancer research!
When
she went into hospital she was in pain and bored. Nagging me over my Regencies
(finish it already, write the sex, just do it) and wondering how to pass the
time.
I
remember a germ of an idea we’d had a couple of years ago about a tattoo artist
who was a shifter. Wrote the first bit and sent it to her with a note…over to
you…
I got
a giggle gif and a thumbs up. Then Doris’ words. It was, I was told up to me to
amalgamate everything.
So the
Skype messages went back and forth, and we plotted the story, wrote it both in
sequence and odd scenes we knew had to go in somewhere.
Until
the time she was in too much pain to write any more. But she did make me
promise to finish the book. Add as much as was needed, but finish it.
So I did.
This
is the result of our collaboration.
I have
two hope…okay three.
One,
you enjoy it,
Two
you can’t see the seams,
Three
we sell lots and lots and lots and give Doris a fabulous best seller send off.
Blurb:
When
Isla Campbell leaves her so-called Dom, she is determined never to sub again.
All she wants is her tattoo removed and to live a quiet life with no dominant,
or domineering men in it.
Until
she meets Gaspar MacDonald, tattoo artist and unbeknown to her, a bear shifter.
Isla
calls to Gaspar in the most basic of ways, he knows she is his mate.
Now
all he has to do is persuade Isla of that fact. Oh and explain he’s a Dom, and
a shifter, and that subbing for your Dom is not what she thought it was, but
much better.
Will
Isla trust him enough to discover if they have what would be the perfect match?
Fancy
a wee tease?
Here
you go…
~~ . I didn’t get a chance to answer. I was too busy trying not to come as
he kissed and then sucked my nipples, and saints above, began to play with my
clit. Oh Lordy, so bloody good. I think I moaned, but to be honest, I was
drowning in the sensation so I had no idea.
Somehow, I managed to find his cock
and stroke it. It was Noah’s turn to moan now.
“Fuck it, I want to be in you. Need
to be in you, and I’ve no bloody condoms.” He moved away a bit and I took
advantage of the fact to get onto my knees, take his cock into my mouth, and
lave it.
Not a boy scout then.

Noah didn’t hesitate, thank
goodness, and had me on my back and his cock poised at the entrance to my
channel faster than I could say climax.
“Got to be now, love.”
Just as well.
He pushed. I clenched my inner
muscles—thank goodness for Kegel exercises—and held him tight. Noah swore and
laughed. I grinned and we set up that age-old motion of in, out, tighten,
release until I felt him swell even more inside me.
My nipples hurt in the best possible way.
My nipples hurt in the best possible way.
“Sheesh, now got to be, oh Lord,
help please…” I was almost incoherent, sobbing, throbbing, and any other ing
you could mention. It was pleasure, it was pain, it was…
“Now!” Noah roared, and his hot,
sticky release filled me.
“Yes.” I let myself fly and saw
stars as my climax hit me with all the subtlety of a baseball hit by a
champion.
Yeah, I was a screamer. Did I care?
Not one bit. I moaned, groaned, and wriggled as well. Loved it all.~~
you
can get hold of Gaspar from:
Evernight
Publishing https://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-tattoo-artists-mate-by-doris-oconnor-and-raven-mcallan/
Amazon.
com https://amzn.to/2FjgY86
Amazon
Uk https://amzn.to/2KWi5Ou
Smashwords https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/944640
If
you do decide to read this, the first story in Bare Alley ink, and like it, love
it or tolerate it, We’d love a review. No pressure, just lots of love,
Raven xx