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This email is soooo juicy. I have some...um...intriguing sneak peeks at the new spicy monster romcoms in the How I Met My Monster series and a gorgeous giveaway to celebrate the upcoming launch. Read to the end for all the naughty snippets and the giveaway details.

Just a little nudge…

If you’ve been thinking about joining my Patreon, Letters from a Monster, now’s the time! February is when we finally meet our monster match, and trust me, you don’t want to miss the reveal.

Each month, you’ll get letters, fun surprises, and exclusive extras as you get to know your match. And if you sign up for the Mail tier by Feb 2, you’ll get an early mailing and find out ASAP!

Come see who’s waiting for you!

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(Patrons also get a free early copy of There’s Something About Dragons at every tier, and since the lowest tier actually costs less than the book, it just makes sense to become a patron this month! 🥰)

How I Met My Monster…and never looked back 😈🔥

What do you get when you mix classic romcom tropes with big, growly, utterly devoted monster heroes? You get the How I Met My Monster series! Ami Wright, Krista Luna, and I collaborated to create three spicy, hilarious, and completely heartmelting romances that prove romance comes in all shapes, sizes, and species.

Whether it’s a dragon who never got over his first love, a werewolf who’s crushing on a celebrity, or a literal romance-cover-model orc, these monsters are here to claim their heroines (and make you fall in love with them)!

All three books in the series launch February 13!

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Curious what’s in store? Here’s a naughty little taste of each book… but be warned: once you start, you won’t want to stop!

She flashes me a bright grin and pats the mattress, inviting me into her bed. A moment I’ve imagined a thousand times at least, and still, the real thing tops all the fantasies.

Sliding in next to her, I carefully rearrange her limbs so her feet are in my lap.

Gods, they’re so tiny and cute compared to my huge, clawed hands. Gingerly, I examine her injured ankle, afraid to hurt her. It’s not visibly bruised or swollen, just a red mark from the strap, but I put the ice on it anyway, careful to keep a layer of the towel between the frozen compress and her skin.

“Ahhh, cold!” she yelps, but she doesn’t pull away, just squirms, her feet rubbing against the single, half-hard cock in my pants. If she doesn’t stop that, it’s going to be impossible to keep my shift in check.

Desperate to preserve the moment, I hold her feet still, stroking her calf soothingly with my thumb. Her skin is so damn soft. I want to taste it. What would she do if I licked her right now?

This train of thought is not helping my dick situation. Even with my shift wrangled, my cock swells under her feet.

“Oh!” she bursts out, eyes on my lap. “I’m sorry! I didn’t—I wouldn’t—I mean I would, but not without asking you first.”

“You would…what?” I croak, not daring to let my own imagination answer the question.

“Um…touch you there. With my feet. Or my hands. Or whatever other part you wanted me to. Not that you want me to! I just meant I am not opposed to touching you on purpose, even though that was an accident. You know what? I’m going to stalk topping now. Stop talking now, I mean.” She shuts her eyes and leans back against the headboard with a groan. 

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The first thing I’m conscious of when I wake is a warm, firm presence behind me. The sound of deep breathing and Will’s earthy woodsy smell.

He stretches, hand tightening around my waist before sliding up to cup my breast.

A moment later, I feel movement elsewhere, too. A hard and insistent bulge presses against my backside.

I laugh. “Well, good morning. What is it about boobs, huh? Are all guys completely obsessed with them?”

A soft chuckle rumbles against my neck. He doesn’t remove his hand. Instead, he squeezes gently, as if assessing. “Hmm. I’m not sure. Are you certain they’re not magical? You haven’t used them to put me under a spell, have you?”

He moves his touch from the left breast to the right, cupping and caressing, breathing soft kisses against the back of my neck that make me shiver.

Very soon, I’m all wet and tingly. No longer sleepy, I’m dying for more of his touch.

“Will!” I protest.

He sighs. “No. I can’t work it out. You’d better let me take another look. You know, for science.”

I giggle when he lifts the covers and rolls me over, looking down at me. His wolfish gaze assesses both breasts in turn. Then he squeezes them together and lets them fall apart, only to repeat the motion.

As he does, I can’t help but stare at the straight, thick shape of his cock. I’m more than a little distracted by the way veins run around the shaft and the way the head peeps out from below the foreskin, pink and moist and inviting.

His cock jumps and his smile turns sheepish. “Sorry. Can’t help myself. Full moon. Bad time of the month.”

“Oh, I don’t mind. Not at all.” I’m just wondering what he tastes like, when he pushes forward a little, thrusting his hips so the hot tip brushes the inside of my breasts.

He sucks in a sharp breath.

His flesh is shockingly warm against mine. The tip is wet and leaves a damp sticky trail, as if he’s marking his territory.

I’m not sure why, but that thought is so incredibly hot a little spark of need tightens my core. “Again,” I whisper.

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“Dinner first, minx. I must feed you.”

“Oh, you’re gonna feed me all right.” She wiggles against my erection. “You’re gonna feed me this monster cock, fill me right up.”

Food forgotten, I pick her up and sling her over my shoulder, giving her ass a solid swat as I move us away from the fire.

She shrieks and squirms, the heady scent of her arousal perfuming the air.

“Liked that, did you?” I give her another smack as my magic pulses outward, gathering smooth palm fronds to make a bed. I set her down on her hands and knees. “I thought you wanted to be my good girl, but you’re being so bad.”

“So bad,” she echoes in a moan.

“Such a naughty girl.” I slide her zipper down her back.

“The naughtiest.” She sits up on her knees and pushes her ass toward me as she strips the catsuit from her arms.

Once that’s done, I flick her long ponytail off her back and press her down onto hands and knees. Then I peel the sequined fabric off her hips and ass, leaving it bunched up around her knees, constraining her legs. Her panties soon join it, leaving her pussy bare to me.

“Such a pretty little ass,” I croon, stroking a hand over it. “So pale and soft.” I give it a hard smack that makes her jolt and suck in a shocked breath. Then I lean over her to growl in her ear. “It’s going to look even prettier, all spanked and pink.”

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GIVEAWAY

To celebrate the launch of the How I Met My Monster series, we’re giving away two paperback swag packs stuffed with goodies!

Prizes include:

🎨 Three stunning character art prints of our book couples by Kit Fox

📚 All three paperbacks—There’s Something About Dragons by Sara Ivy Hill, Knotting Hill by Ami Wright, and Romancing the Orc by Krista Luna

💖 An adorable sticker sheet to monster-fy your life

Two winners will be chosen on February 17! Good luck!

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Thanks for reading to the end. You are awesome.

Lots of love,

Sara

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