Sunday’s Serving – To Protect and Service: Ravenous Virtue (WIP)

Vendeen reached towards her.  Raven instinctively tried to cringe, but her body remained still.  He surprised her by not grabbing anything intimate.  He didn’t even touch her breasts.  Instead, the big man brushed her long, black curls back from her face.  He gazed at her, his face going unexpectedly soft.

 

“Have you ever seen such big, blue eyes, Daagiis?” he asked in a quiet voice.  “They are amazing with that black hair.”

“She is an astounding beauty,” the facechanger agreed.  “The loveliest part of it is that I don’t believe she recognizes just how stunning she is.”

Vendeen regarded Raven with a quizzical smile.  “How can you not know you are beautiful, my servant?”

She swallowed at the feeling in his voice.  It was as if he didn’t see her as just a slave Daagiis had brought back.  Not an object or tool for use, whether it be for sexual pleasure or his personal protection.  He saw her as a person.  A live being.

It was in the way he stroked her face.  It was in his eyes.  Okay, so he was claiming ownership.  He was going to fuck her.  But Vendeen also recognized her.

She wasn’t sure that it should make her feel better about what was about to happen, but it did.  To know she wasn’t just a pussy for him to shove his dick into.

Daagiis was also looking at her with what looked like genuine affection.  Raven had the idea he wouldn’t have brought her to Vendeen if she didn’t mean something to him more than a protector.  Again, it didn’t change the fact that he was getting ready to enjoy her body in a way more carnal than she was actually ready to offer him, but it made the coming activities not so awful.

“Lovely,” Vendeen groaned, his touch moving from her face down her throat.  His hand surrounded the slender column and the collar.  His palm was warm, and Raven found herself straining against the order to be still, trying to arch her chin back to offer her throat.  

“I like seeing you wearing my collar,” he said.  “I like that such a beautiful woman belongs to me.”

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WIP Wednesday – To Protect and Service: Ravenous Virtue

The door opened automatically for Raven as she and Daagiis stepped close to it.  Raven took a step forward and then froze.  She stood absolutely still as she watched others walk past the opening.

Most were people, much like Vendeen with black eyes that upturned at the corners, golden blond hair, and metallic bronze skin.  Some were more what Raven would characterize as humanoid ... a head, two arms, two legs, walking upright.  Their sizes and body types ranged widely from absolutely huge to no taller than knee high.  She even saw some similar to the bulbous-headed aliens that everyone always claimed were abducting people from Earth and experimenting on them.   What did they call those?  Oh yeah, ‘grays’.

Then there were other ... things.  Creatures that walked and slithered and flew.  There weren’t many, but just one would have been enough to make Raven stand gaping like a kid at her first circus.

“Holy fuck, Toto, I’m not on Earth anymore,” she heard her voice say.

Daagiis chuckled.  “Get over your shock, and let’s go,” he prodded, gently tugging on her arm.

Raven stumbled after him, joining the steady flow of pedestrian traffic.  Her bare feet seemed to sink a little into the carpeted flooring, as if walking on a lightly cushioned surface.  At least it wasn’t cold tile, like what had been in the room she’d recovered in.

Before stepping outside her hospital room, she’d had an inkling of an idea that she could make a break for freedom once she had the chance.  But looking at all the strange creatures around her, the full force of her situation hit her.

She wasn’t on her planet.  Hell, she wasn’t even in her own dimension.  Where would she possibly run to?

Daagiis made it to my Earth.  That means I can too.  It’s just a matter of waiting until I know how to do it.

But Daagiis had made it plain she belonged to Vendeen until then.  Her body, his to enjoy.  The stab of arousal that greeted this thought made her angry.

Just stop it, would you?  Damn, why the hell would I find such a thing exciting?

The situation was fucked up, all the way around.

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Sunday’s Serving – Nuns of Europa: Sister Katherine (WIP)

“You’re invading Earth?”

Simdow nodded.  “Things have taken a turn for the worse for the Empire.  We must end this war before your people destroy us.”

Katherine stared at him.  When he said nothing more, she looked at Vadef and Miv.  The Imdiko’s face was gentle but troubled.  He gazed into her face as if pleading for understanding.  She had none to give, so she looked up at the Nobek.

Miv’s fierce face gazed back.  What he was thinking, Katherine could not tell.  She noted the knives he wore on his belt.  Another knife was strapped to his thigh.  The man was armed like a pirate of old, she thought.  

The thought of trying to take one of the Nobek’s weapons was tempting.  However, Katherine knew she could never in a million years try to harm another being.  What could one helpless woman do against such a man anyway?

Simdow stood, and so did Vadef.  The two men bent to help her to her feet.  Katherine let them without complaint.  She knew she had no choice.

Simdow said, “It’s time to go, Matara.  Now that you know the little ones are safe, you will join us on our ship.”

Katherine’s mouth went dry as her heart slammed into overdrive.  “Your ship?”

Simdow nodded.  “Your new home.  You are ours now by right of conquest.  I claim you as my clan’s Matara.”

He tugged her along.  His touch was gentle, and Katherine wondered how soon that would change.  Her insides went cold at the thought of what the three men would make her do with them.  She had the barest notion of what sex entailed, only that it meant the man invading the woman in a painful and humiliating manner.  While once Katherine had accepted such an idea as necessary for herself when she’d been engaged to a man years ago, she had never truly relished it.

Yet she’d had ideas of being held by a huge, strong man.  Of being kissed and caressed.  Those thoughts had run rampant in her mind these last few years, ever since she’d become aware of the Kalquorians.  Her fantasies had never included the brutal act of coupling with them, only of being embraced by the aliens.  Still, such visions had lacked in virtue.  As much as Katherine had told herself it was no worse than a child wanting to cuddle with her mother, she’d known her thoughts ran counter to what a pious nun should want.

Now she was enslaved to three aliens.  She was their chattel, their concubine.  She looked at them; big, terrible creatures despite the tenderness they momentarily treated her with.  Had she really once had sinful thoughts about such men?

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The Clans of Kalquor and Clan Beginnings – Never the Twain Shall Meet

 A lot of you have been enjoying the gay erotic stories of the Clan Beginnings series.  The responses to To Clan and Conquer and Clan and Conviction have been overwhelmingly positive.  I am thrilled to know you delight in the early stories of the clans.  But with every success comes a problem or two often unforeseen.  From the emails and comments I’ve been getting, I have just such a problem on my hands.  There are quite a few of you who wish to see the man love so central to the Clan Beginnings series spill over into the Clans of Kalquor series.  Some have even complained that Alien Refuge, the first Clans of Kalquor book following To Clan and Conquer, did not go into heavier intimacies between the men. 

As far as having the men get hot and heavy with each other in the Clans of Kalquor series, I’m going to be blunt about the matter here:  it’s not going to happen. 

Now before any of you kick and scream, allow me to explain.  A substantially large number of my readers are not into gay erotica.  They adore the Kalquorians, but they also have absolutely no interest in reading about men making love with men.  I understand and respect that.  Man-love fiction is not for everyone, and it usually has nothing to do with homophobia.  Gay erotica simply doesn’t do it for some readers.

For my beloved FoKs who only enjoy sex scenes featuring males with a female, fear not.  The original Clans of Kalquor series will go no farther than the little hints of man-on-man such as what you’ve seen in the previous books.  For those of you who have been clamoring for the boys to be more intimate in that series, please understand that I have a mortgage and bills to pay and I am not going to ostracize a large portion of my readership for the minority.  The Clans of Kalquor series is my bread and butter, and I am not going to screw that up.  Besides, I myself enjoy seeing the heroine being the focus of a clan’s adoration.  We women should be the center of the universe.  ;)

That being said, the books outside of the original series are another matter entirely.  Obviously, the Clan Beginnings series consists almost exclusively of men loving men.  Ditto for the upcoming Companions books, which will feature Earther men seduced by Kalquorian men.  I personally love gay erotica, and I am delighted to keep writing it as much as possible.

There is more.  My plans for the book that will feature Dramok Sojan (from Alien Interludes’ ‘Prelude to Redemption’) include healthy helpings of both male/female and male/male interactions.  Several books are being tentatively planned for the time period of the Kalquor/Earth War and the post-Armageddon rescue efforts.  These books could also include bisexual interactions.  And for a really different walk on the wild side, Michaela and Clan Korkla are getting their own book ... you will remember Michaela is intersex (a hermaphrodite), so that will be a most interesting foray into taboo eroticism.

There is something for everyone in the Kalquorian universe.  Obviously, I cannot write a single book that will please every individual who reads it.  All I can do is write the books that come from my heart and soul.  I like the original series as it has played out so far and will keep it going in the same way without apology.  Ditto for the Clan Beginnings books.  If you wish to leave less than stellar reviews because there isn’t enough man love or there is too much man love, that’s your call.  I’ve quit reading reviews anyway because I’m no longer going to beat myself up for not meeting every person’s expectations.  If I did, I couldn’t keep writing.

Sweeties, I know you’ve got a lot invested in Kalquor because you tell me you do.  I’m elated that you are swept away in this universe.  However, I must reiterate ... I have to write the books that speak to me.  You may not always like where I go with my stories, but that is the nature of the beast.  Just because a particular book is not telling the story as you would like to read it does not mean others aren’t enjoying it.  It doesn’t mean I didn’t spend gallons of blood, sweat, and tears on it.  It simply means it wasn’t the story for you.

So there you have it.  The Clans of Kalquor series remains m/f/m/m with the focus on heterosexual sex.  Clan Beginnings is all about men enjoying intimate relationships with men.  They will remain separate entities as far as that is concerned for the foreseeable future.  I hope you continue to enjoy the ride.

Much love, my hot and crazy FoKs.