Just a tease...
Badland Warriors: ComancheComing Soon!
Aylen has devoted her life to educate children. While she spends her days teaching the children of the WCGA elite, at night she sneaks down to the ruins where the less fortunate live and teach the childern to read and write, and to fight for a better future. Dedicated to her cause, she prides herself on teaching children the truth about the government and the history of humanity. She is determined not to recycle the myths the government force fed the populace.
But then a myth shows up at her door. Trapped in a horrible earthquake the last people Aylen ever expected to come to her rescue were First Generation Warriors . They shouldn't exist! And they certainly shouldn't make her blood boil and her heart melt. One touch and Aylen’s life will never be the same. But how would they make it out of the government run city back to the Badlands were her Warriors live? And how will she survive in a land full of monsters and mutants? It is a nightmare, but in nightmare you can scream and wake up. In the Badlands you can scream all you want, no body will care.
SIDE NOTE... IMPORTANT!
The Despot, Shara Azod, has formally DIBBSED the guy in the middle. That is all.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
It takes a brave human soul to dare offer themselves up to a Vampire Dungeon. Demetri and Vlad are vampire royalty, so they've seen their share of submissives come and go. The one they name Blossom, however, piques their interest like no other ever has. Together, they intend to discover if the little human has what it takes to be the Vampires' Mate.
It took a brave human soul to dare offer themselves up to a Vampire Dungeon. Vlad and Demetri watched the little human woman as she went through the intensive screening. Chances were good if she'd gotten this far inside their secret little playground that she would make the cut to possibly become the plaything of their esteemed group of Vampire royalty. Pre-screening was many times more rigorous than the screening done at the Dungeon. The little human would do nicely.
"Look at that mouth." Demetri didn't bother trying to hide the impressive erection straining the crotch of his leather pants. Things like modesty were solely human concepts.
"Look at that ass," Vlad murmured, openly caressing his own very hard bulge. Demetri's friend had a point. She did have a very nice, full bubble butt. Perfect for a rough ride, if she was willing. Her application here showed that she was very, very willing. The Dungeon was picky about the human females they allowed in. Once she was admitted, she would wait, nude and in position, for a member to approach her. No female, human or otherwise, was allowed to choose her potential companions. They could refuse until someone to their liking came along, but they were submissives. They were expected to always bend to the wills of the Masters.
She was bent over a bar, the silver metal hitting her at the tops of her thighs. Her hands were splayed wide on a wooden "coffin" where all the subs presented themselves. The goth theme was strictly for show, but it made for an impressive sight. Several other men and women joined her, but Vlad and Demetri only had eyes for her. The creamy, milk chocolate of her skin seemed to beckon them like no other woman's ever had. The smooth, rounded globes of her ass jiggled and bounced with every movement of someone down the line.
Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Demetri let his senses flare out to the dark beauty. She was highly aroused, yet nervous. She had every right to be. Submissives, once selected, were put through a series of tests to see how well they could stand up both mentally and physically. Admittance into this world wasn't something the Vampire royalty took lightly. Their subs were expected to withstand rigorous sex in any and every form imaginable. From pleasurable and erotic, to painful and almost unpleasant. A sub wasn't supposed to be concerned with his or her pleasure, but the pleasure of the Master. Some Masters treated their subs as treasures. Others...
Demetri liked to think he and Vlad were somewhere in between. That didn't mean they'd take it easy on their woman. She deserved to know exactly what she'd gotten herself into before things went too far. For some reason, he believed this human would be able to take it. There was something about her that called to him. It was in her unseen essence. Most humans had no idea they emitted it, but it let a Vampire know exactly the depth of their desires and needs. Hers wrapped itself around his cock and stroked it. Her aura screamed sub, the sweet innocence of her face an exclamation point on the unseen siren's call.
From Beautiful Trouble Publishing and Marteeka Karland
One of the few female surgeons in a hospital dominated by testosterone, Dr. Nikki Taylor was glad to have Lilly as a friend…and not simply because she enjoyed watching the feisty woman put arrogant doctors in their place while watching the men she called hers. Nikki was only half-joking with Lilly about being jealous of the twin towers of hotness to whom she was married. While she didn’t lust after either of her friend’s men, she did envy what they shared. Their sexual chemistry reminded her of her own deep sexual cravings. They were, in fact, so deep she rarely admitted them to herself.
Taller than most men and armed with a body that didn’t quit and a voice that dripped sex, Dr. Li Zhu tended to get what he wanted. What he wanted was Nikki. The prickly vixen always found a reason to brush him off. The dom in him didn’t like that one bit but he planned to remedy that soonest. Nikki had no idea that he knew about her trip to Vegas. Not only did he know he’d also booked the same flight.
While Nikki might be in charge at work, he wanted to be in charge of her pleasure and so he’d made a wager. What happens in Vegas usually stayed in Vegas but he didn’t want just a weekend. Li wanted forever.
White, fluffy clouds floated along underneath the plane. Nikki tried to relax, but she had an ache between her shoulder blades. Something wasn’t right. It was like a sixth sense she had when she was on call. She just knew when there would be trouble. Considering this was her only weekend off for the next five weeks, it wasn’t a welcomed sensation.
Her weekend in Las Vegas was a gift to herself for working so hard the past couple of years. The hospital had a surgeon resign, and she’d picked up extra call to cover the gap because she hated having a gap in the schedule. Dr. Zhu picked up almost as much as she did, and between the two of them, they’d managed to cover it all. But it had been exhausting. She was more than ready for a break.
Closing her eyes, she could almost feel a nice massage from the hotel spa. She didn’t bother to open them when someone sat beside her—she was perfectly content to ignore any and everyone around her for the duration of the flight. Until she felt warm breath fan her face.
“Wha— You!” Li Zhu was so close, all she had to do was pucker her lips and she’d brush his with them. Immediately, her heart started pounding, and she trembled. This could not be happening!
“Surprised?” Lord, that voice of his should be illegal. It made her want to do all kinds of naughty things, but when she thought about it, his face was all she could conjure up. The man was seriously getting under her skin, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it.
“What the hell are you doing here? I’m trying to get away from everything and here you are, all up in my personal space.” Nikki tried to sound mad, thought she might have even pulled it off, but she was so excited she wasn’t sure. This was both a dream and her worst nightmare. Li Zhu in the rock-hard flesh. Next to her. On a flight to Vegas.
“I was hoping we might test a hypothesis of mine. Will you help me?”
“I’m almost afraid to ask, but what kind of hypothesis?” Did her voice sound husky? God, she hoped she didn’t sound as affected by him as she felt. The last thing she needed to do was show weakness in front of this man. If he smelled blood in the water, he’d move in for the kill, and she wasn’t sure her heart could take it.
“The theory is, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but I’m wondering if that is entirely true.” He nuzzled her cheek with his nose, much like a cat rubbing against her. He didn’t seem to notice how her body stiffened. Lazily, his fingers stroked her arm in a caress that was more intimate than the touch of any other man in her life. It was so personal, she felt heat suffuse her face.
She swallowed. “That’s what I’ve heard. Your point?”
“I’m just wondering if you could spend the night with me and walk away like nothing happened when it’s over.” Just like that, Nikki’s stomach gave a lurch and her pussy contracted. Chill bumps erupted over her body, and she almost moaned aloud. “Fuck!” The expletive escaped under her breath, and she tried to put some distance between herself and Li, but he slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her back against his body. Li was taller than most men she knew and certainly more muscular, though he was more lean than bulky. Still, she swore she could feel every muscle in his chest and arm as he held her to him.
“That’s a dangerous proposition, Li.”
“For whom?” He countered her response. She was so in over her head. Taking a breath, she clenched her fists and tried to calm her racing heart.
“For you, of course. I’m an excellent lover, and I wouldn’t want you pining after me once the night's over. It could make things awkward at work.” Pure bravado on her part, but it was all she had at the moment.
His soft chuckle sent another round of shivers through her body, and her lower body seemed to come alive at the sound. “Care to make a wager?”
“I’m not liking the sound of this,” she muttered. “I have to warn you, I’m insanely competitive. Any bet you make with me, you’re gonna lose.”
“I make you come five times in one night and you agree to be my submissive for a month.”
Nikki blinked, not really sure if he was serious or not. “Just what do you mean by ‘submissive’? I’m not really in to that kind of thing.”
His eyes lit with something Nikki couldn’t name. It was somewhere between humor, lust, and exasperation. “Nikki, we’ve worked together for years. We’ve worked on the same cases as a team. In all that time, do you honestly think I didn’t pick up on your personality traits? You’re a strong-willed woman, but you’re practically begging for a Dominant in bed. You need it to counter the control you practice in your everyday work.”