Saturday, May 31, 2014
I've got a new vlog for you, pronouncing the names from Alien Interludes, the short story collection. Due to the many names that appear in Alien Interludes, I am breaking it up into several videos. This particular one goes through the characters that appear in the stories 'Hunted' and 'Abduction'. How many do you know how to pronounce? Find out here.
Friday, May 30, 2014
Flencik was even bigger than his Dramok, in length and girth. Amelia’s moan was half-delight, half-torment as the tapered lengths of him swelled inside her tight sheaths. She stretched to her very limits to embrace the behemoth. His size alone was enough to tantalize that secret spot inside, his primary cock pressing hard against it. Her sex flexed in reaction, making both of them groan with the dizzying sensation.
The Imdiko wrapped his massive arms around her, enveloping her in a bear hug. He was alien and a virtual stranger, but the way he held Amelia made her feel strangely guarded and safe. She had the insane urge to ask if she could shelter within his embrace forever.
Flencik clutched her close and lifted Amelia up while keeping her impaled on his dual maleness. He knelt on the lounger, and Amelia ended up sitting on his lap. Her sex spasmed again, dissolving any of her better judgment that might decide to raise a protest. Even the ache of accepting such a large man was delicious in its intensity. It only seemed to accentuate how good it felt otherwise.
“You around me tight,” Flencik sighed. “I no be with so good as you before. So enjoy this feeling.”
He held her still, apparently in no rush to achieve completion. Instead, he kissed the entirety of Amelia’s face, tasting her eyelids, nose, mouth, and chin. While he continued to support her with one arm around her back, his free hand rubbed her breasts. The Imdiko tugged gently on one nipple, then the other, inciting powerful bolts of electric excitement that traveled straight to her clit. Amelia cried out, writhing wildly against him.
His sweet assault had her body clamoring for more. Obeying instinct that was more animal than human, Amelia wrapped her legs around his waist. Hanging onto his shoulders, she worked her body to rise and fall on him, impaling herself on his cocks over and over. Not only was his thickness rubbing hot against the sensitive interior spot, but her clit dragged back and forth over his groin. The iron rod in her butt added a thick, dark pleasure to the brighter tides rolling through her womb. Sobbing sighs escaped her as pleasure built higher and higher.
Flencik trapped her by holding her tight around the middle of her back. His other hand clasped one buttock, grinding her hard against his groin.
Amelia could no longer move, could not claim what her body demanded. “No. Don’t make me stop,” she groaned, the desperate urge to rut overtaking her.
“No fight,” Flencik whispered. “I make pleasure you.”
Using the strength in his powerful arms, he pistoned her up and down over his organs. Their position allowed her clitoris to rub against him with even more delicious friction than before. He drove his groin up and her down, pounding hot moist flesh into hot moist flesh, making the growing heaviness in her loins roil in churning pleasure. Amelia hung onto his wide shoulders for dear life, feeling her senses rushing toward that precipice again. It was happening already, so soon, she was going to fly apart, here it came ... she screamed her ecstasy to the ceiling, her head thrown back in release.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
This is a compilation from the free serial story blog ‘Shalia’s Diary – A Clans of Kalquor Story'. It is highly recommended you read Shalia’s Diary, Books 1 and 2 before reading this story. Shalia’s Diary Book 3 picks up immediately where Book 2 left off.
Told in the passages of her ongoing diary, Shalia Monroe’s adventures continue when she leaves Earth to find and join a clan on Kalquor. However, her heart still breaks for young Clan Dusa, making Shalia wonder if she can indeed find love again.
With new friends Candy and Katrina, Shalia vows to never again fall for men she cannot keep. However, Kalquorians are always a willing temptation and Shalia is a magnet for dilemmas. She’s got more trouble than she ever bargained for on board the Kalquorian transport, with surprises and new enemies coming at her from every side. Men who push her boundaries, someone new to worry over, and a universe full of hostile entities are only a few of the challenges Shalia faces as she begins her journey to a new life.
Mild BDSM, including anal play/intercourse, bondage, Dom/sub play, spankings, and multiple sexual partners (m/f/m).
Unfortunately, Nook continues to foul up the formatting on everything I upload to it. If you wish to buy your copy from Barnes and Noble's website, you will have to wait for Smashwords to send their version to it (the same goes for Kobo). I am sorry for the delay. Thanks as always for your patience.
As Diltan had expected, he found his clanmates in the common room, playing a round of akmag at the gaming table. Wal was tossing the stones as Diltan walked in. Rolat groaned and flung a card at the grinning Imdiko as one of the vid tokens moved across the holoboard.
The entertainment vid system, only slightly smaller than the one in the greeting room, was predictably off. No one in Clan Diltan was a fan of the news vids or dramas that played on the broadcasts. Documentaries, educational lessons, and the occasional concert were more to their tastes. The three men saw more than enough news and drama in their everyday lives.
Wal’s evil grin turned gentle as he looked at Diltan. Warmth pulsed through the Dramok’s heart at the welcoming expression from his clanmate. Looking at that caring countenance, it was hard to believe that Wal had once despised him with all of his being.
Diltan loved Wal’s smile. It transformed the quietly handsome Imdiko. Nothing about Wal stood out as particularly noteworthy until he smiled. His features were well-formed but not memorable. His hair was the typical Kalquorian black; straight, slightly below shoulder-length, pulled back off his face at the temples. He was toned but not overly muscled, his frame long and more elegantly shaped than either of his clanmates’.
He had a tendency to look serious, no surprise for a judge who sat on the most important cases that affected the Empire. It was not the typical career for an Imdiko, but having been raised by a family steeped in law enforcement, Wal had found a niche. Still, it was a tough career for the nurturing breed. The corners of Wal’s mouth were slightly lined because he found too many reasons to frown. He had sentenced men to life sentences and even execution. It wore on his conscience to do so, and his clanmates had found it necessary to monitor his drinking when sensational cases came Wal’s way. Without supervision, the Imdiko tended to find more solace in the bottle than was wise.
Diltan grinned at Wal, delighted to see his clanmate in good spirits. His clanmate’s entire face lit up when he smiled, transforming him from forgettably handsome to beautiful. Even after decades of clanship, the sight was enough to thrill the Dramok.
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Monday, May 26, 2014
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I’m also pleased to announce that Shalia’s Diary Book 3 is ready to be released. I will be loading it to distributors next week. If you want to add it to your collection, keep an eye out. I will announce it on the blog as it comes available via the usual suspects. This story starts with Shalia’s first days aboard the transport taking her to Kalquor.
The kid is out of school for summer vacation, so my time is more limited than ever. Please forgive the time lag it may take for me to respond to messages and comments. I’m a busy, busy gal with books to write in between chasing an active boy.
Happy summer, all! And Happy Memorial Day to the real life heroes out there.