Tour: Foxoddness by Mauree O. Betita

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foxoddness coverFoxoddness
Maureen O. Betita

Genre: contemporary erotic paranormal romance

Date of Publication: September 15, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-939914-67-5

Number of pages: 215
Word Count: 78,206

Cover Artist: Barbara Cool Lee

Book Description:

A house by the beach, happily married for over 25 years – what more could Sarah and Andrew Denby need? Yet, something is missing…until Will Bramble knocks on their door. He leads them into a deeper sensuality than they ever imagined.

The lanky redhead figures on a quick seduction, some fun in the sack and moving on. But Sarah’s laughter, Andrew’s strength, and the welcome of their bed, fills the hollow place in his heart.

From the haunted hills of Santa Bella, to the rambling fields of Scotland and the enchantments of Ireland, they discover the powers of physical intimacy, while the legacy of his magic, hidden beneath his human skin, brings their world to life.

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Guest Post:

Who Is Who When Foxes Are Concerned

Hi, I’m Maureen O. Betita, the author of Foxoddness. The advertising theme for this book is simple – Two Is Company. But Three Is More Fun. Especially When Magic Is Involved. Sums it up pretty simply.

I believe in everyday magic. There is more to the world than what we can see. And if we’re very, very lucky…we get to touch that.

There is that sort of wonder in Foxoddness. I took two very normal people, Sarah and Andrew Denby, a long married couple, looking for a little bit more. And I give them more.

Who Is Who  Sarah's Sheet

Sarah – She writes erotic stories to entice her husband. Being published hasn’t been a large part of her dreams, at least not with her erotica. Expressing herself with words is a natural thing for her, and she looks on the world as a friendly place to explore. She believes in magic She and Andy were high school sweethearts. They were each other’s firsts, and onlies. But…lately…she’s been wondering. And luckily, so has Andrew.

Who Is Who Andrew's Sheet

Andrew – He works in software engineering, and is more the technical thinking part of his marriage. They’d been married less than a year when diagnosed with psoriasis. The fight with this auto-immune disease has been difficult and left him with scared skin, covered in patchy white spots that stand out starkly from his naturally darker skin. It was a blow to his confidence. He loves his wife and enjoys their time in bed. But…lately…he’s been wondering.

Will Bramble

Enters…Will Bramble – He is the youngest of a family anchored in the Las Vegas area, and has a twin sister. He was born touched with the fox magic his mother holds. Though his father was never comfortable calling it magic and prefers to see it as an unknown part of nature. For Will, it’s something he uses, but he’s never developed or explored. So much he didn’t know about his skills, until he meets Sarah and Andrew.

This fox touched man enters the Denby’s world at just the right time and their presence in his life will spell the difference between life and death.

I take the Denby’s and open them up to new experiences. Not only the magic in the world, but the reality that the love they hold for each other has no limit. There is room for more, in their bed, their marriage and their hearts.

Do you believe in magic? The greater and the smaller? Has it ever touched you?

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Casually, Will laid an arm across the back of the bench. “The windows and doors won’t take very long. But if you’d like, we can talk about a few odd jobs. Like repairing this deck. I think the support beams are failing; it’s too spongy. I have the time on my schedule.”

She turned her face toward his hand and inhaled the batch of pheromones he’d set down earlier. Her eyes closed slightly and a tremble ran through her body. The obvious desire for more flew through her. She took another deep breath. He set his drink cup down and turned to face her. When he lifted his hand slightly, she ran a tongue down it, and then flinched back. “Oh! I…uh…” The blush from the coffeehouse rose to a full bloom on her face.

How charming!

“Seems like a good thing to do…” Taking her hand in his, he raised it to his lips and ran his tongue down it, and then sucked several of her fingers into his mouth.

Her eyes widened as she stared at him. “Oh, God. I…want…”

“I like to follow my instincts, Sarah.” Will looked straight into her eyes. He licked at her fingertips before setting that hand at his bulging crotch. With a moan, her eyes lost focus as the pheromones took hold. Will kept still when she pushed off the bench, knelt on the deck, and fought to get his pants open. Her fervor impressed him. She lowered her mouth onto him and sucked like it was the first cock she’d ever touched.

A smidge of guilt ran through him, but the glory of her mouth swept that away. If she hadn’t been inclined, it wouldn’t have worked.

Though he wanted to linger over the encounter, it was best if he delivered this first dose of chemistry speedily. “Damn, that feels so good.” He stroked her hair, let his head drop back and surrendered. She swallowed most of his cum, save for the bit that dribbled down her chin. He smiled and lifted her, opening her shirt and spreading that bit down her cleavage, even painting her nipples with it. “Make sure he sucks them tonight,” he whispered.

Sarah nodded, and he helped her back to the bench, securing her shirt before putting himself back together. He picked up his drink and let her return to herself. His chemistry would make sure she stayed calm. Her memory wasn’t going to argue with what just happened. It would just shuffle it around; probably decide nothing had occurred save a pleasant fantasy.

As he expected, the lovely writer sat up straighter, picking up the conversation from where it left off. “Yeah, the deck. It is a bit spongy. I keep trying to talk Andrew into putting together a shed under there, with a door to the front and the back. And extend it.” She got up and pointed to the box below the deck, giving him a nice view of her ass. “That used to be where the twits before us kept their dogs.” It was as if the small interlude had never taken place.

His imagination sped ahead, picturing her spreading those legs and inviting him to fuck her. Battling the image, he finished his cookies and then told her to check out the bedroom. “You can watch while I get the new window in.”

Standing, she sedately followed him into the bedroom and lay down on the bed to observe him work. He stepped in and out of the room. One of the times he came back in, she’d slipped her hand under the waistband of the baggy jeans she was wearing and began masturbating. Will ignored her and kept talking about the window. When she climaxed, filling the room with her scent, he sat, pulling her hand free and cleaning it off. A small smile lit her face and then she drifted into a late afternoon nap. Her susceptibility boded well for his pursuit. He hoped Andrew was equally inclined. From impressions, he was nearly certain.


authorAbout the Author:

Maureen O. Betita believes in the transformative power of sensual encounters. She uniquely blends erotic romantic adventure, plus fantasy/paranormal elements in her books, including The Kraken’s Caribbean series and the Forever A Pirate series.

Pirate Festivals, Steampunk Gatherings, Science Fiction and Fantasy Conventions, Renaissance Faires – these are all within her social sphere and she borrows, steals, and creates stories from her adventures at these venues. Her imagination includes worlds of science fiction romance with three books revolving around the common theme of Alien Encounters; an intricate creation of contemporary erotic fantasy, with Born in Flight; and trips to a slightly alternative side of contemporary Ireland with the upcoming 5 books series, Sex Magic.


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