New to KU - Quads of Alpha S and Tales of Triple M Ranch!

Calling either of these series *NEW* is a bit of a stretch, but they ARE NEW to Kindle Unlimited! 

Both of my early series are MM ménage erotica. NOT ROMANCE. So if you prefer to read romances, these series are likely not for you. But if you enjoy a little fun romp in space or reading about hot cowboys on a cattle farm, then by all means, have fun...

The Quads of Alpha S series was one of my first series, written back in 2013. I'm sure they show how green I was as an author back then, but even so, I had a blast writing this Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre (MMMM) erotic series. I love Sci-Fi and the possibilities it allows...

Crash Landing is the first in the series and the best place to start.

And the Tales from Triple M Ranch arrived in 2015. These guys were so much fun to write -- gay cowboys who loved to spend their free time in one another's beds!

Near the end of this series, though, you will see my pivot toward writing erotic romance versus erotica. While writing hot sex is fun, I needed more, and needed to grow as an author.

I recommend starting with Rode Hard, the first book in the series.

Now Available! Adrian's Submission

Quads of Alpha S, Book 4

Adrian is secure in his heterosexuality when he’s stranded on a planet without females. Cursed with three years of Federated Navy induced celibacy already has him stretched to his limits. When a band of four alien males decide that Adrian is theirs, his boundaries are trampled over and he’s left reeling from the encounter.

E’an, Kee’gn, Dray, and Ganon come in hopes of getting help for their struggling village not far from the one aiding the crash survivors. Many weeks of vicious attacks have left their warriors drained and reinforcements are necessary. The last thing they expect is to find upon arrival is their mate, a human male who responds to their touches all while claiming he could never want them.

The aliens force Adrian to face the need within him, and to stop labeling satisfaction in terms of gay and straight.

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Adrian wasn’t sure what the big alien’s problem was, but he wasn’t in the mood to deal. His head still banged like a drum from over-imbibing the night before and it was a hangover that did just that, it hung over him too long. Pr’tept had awoken him that morning and told him to walk off the effects, but that didn’t seem to be helping. And now it seemed he had even bigger problems.

Three smaller aliens surrounded the first one, but smaller in Shadow terms still meant a lot bigger than Adrian. He couldn’t fight all four of them, so he relaxed into the alien’s hold slightly, waiting for the moment he could free himself.

“Nero verot’ki,” the alien said slowly.

“What?” Just what Adrian needed. An alien bully who didn’t speak English. He’d had enough of that over the last day and a half.

“Nero verot’ki,” the alien said quietly, an evil smile curling his lips. “Op’sennsa.”

“I don’t speak your language,” Adrian replied with as much firmness in his voice as he could muster. He glared up at the alien, refusing to cower. If he was being tested, then he’d show them he wasn’t playing their games. For added emphasis, he yanked his arm again, but the alien’s iron grip wasn’t letting up.

Before Adrian could move, the alien was on him. The male’s teeth sank into Adrian’s neck and he could feel the alien drinking from him. Within seconds, Adrian could feel his energy draining from him and a sense of desire pounding through his veins. His cock began to swell, even with the loss of blood. The bite felt … good.

It felt better than good.

Adrian let his head fall back, a slave to the sensation. The alien cradled Adrian in his arms, pulling Adrian off the ground. Weakness settled in his body, and he was lulled into an odd sense of sleepy arousal. He wanted their touch; even though his mind rebelled against the thought, his body reacted. The alien’s mouth on his flesh felt hot. The sensations coursing through him made every nerve ending fire. His cock grew steadily, thickening until it could go no farther. Visions of the orgasm he’d had the night before flooded into his head, of him being fucked while sucking another male’s cock, and lust heated his body. Boiling from the inside out, he wanted them to take him, hard and fast.

But he couldn’t. No, this wasn’t right.

A last moment of focus hit him, and he fought against the mouth at his neck. Adrian wasn’t gay. They were going to enslave him, like the other members of the crew. He needed to fight it. One of the crew needed to remain outside the madness so they could find a way home, without hot alien sex ruining their view.

But the desire rushing through his body felt too good. The fight left him as all thought did, too. He was swamped in the sensuality of the moment. It had been too long since he’d been touched in any way, and his body yielded.

A moan left his lips as he closed his eyes and surrendered.

COMING TOMORROW! Adrian's Submission

I've been very neglectful of my blog the last few weeks -- apologies!  But I was focused on getting the next book in the Quads of Alpha S book done, which comes out TOMORROW!

Adrian's story was a doozy and really made me work to get it complete.  I was exhausted when it was complete -- mentally and physically.

But I'm back on track and have started work on the new dragon shifter story, which is coming next.  I'm really impressed with where this story is going so far.  Hopefully you guys will, too.  Tentatively, this one is titled Rhaege, but as I work on the story, it may change because I'm not completely feeling that one.

Once the dragon story is done, I'll be wrapping up the Whorehouse series with The Forgotten Prince.

I've got a packed schedule for 2014, with lots of plans for new tales.  Can't wait to get them all out to you!

COVER REVEAL: Adrian's Submission

I'm currently working on the fourth installment of The Quads of Alpha S with Adrian's Submission.  I'm really trying to return to the core ideas of what I love to write about in this story.  Lots of heat.

Adrian's story will be a MMMMM and will include a scene I'd originally wanted for Wynne's Surrender, but didn't use because it was just too hot for the storyline and didn't feel right for our little science officer.

Adrian is made of a little sterner stock and needs to be taken more in hand.

I hope to be done early in February with this title -- so keep an eye out. 

NEW RELEASE! The Whorehouse Oracle is OUT NOW!

The day has finally arrived!  The Whorehouse Oracle, Book 2 in the Shifter Rebellion Series is now here.

Also -- I have NEWS -- I've decided to add a FOURTH QUAD BOOK to my Quads of Alpha S series due to demand.  After the comments and emails I received, I'm adding Adrian's Submission to the series.  I'll be working on that title next, so look for it soon!






      Triad brothers Tyron, Smythe, and Artim are sent back to Planet X in hopes of finding the whereabouts of the Shifter King. Along the way, Tyron plans to also seek out a rumored oracle, who could turn the tide in their war against the Xakarrians. Told not to follow myths and legends, Tyron looks anyway, knowing the oracle is out there and closer than many realize.

Khal has also been hidden away in Kazru’s whorehouse, made to sell his body to pay for Kazru’s protection. When the males he’d seen in his visions come for him, Khal wonders if it’s too good to be true. Feeling dirty and unclean, he doesn’t think he’s worthy enough to be claimed by a triad of Kannomite warriors, but in his heart, he hopes for just that.

None of them realize just how much they need the other until boundaries are tested and limits passed. Once the dust settles, they’ll either be bound for life, or their link will be severed forever.

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Tyron stood facing the oracle, feeling as if every time he opened his mouth, he inserted his foot. Khal looked so lonely, so lost, and Tyron wanted to pull the male into his arms and give him comfort. Tyron wanted to whisper to Khal that things would be better and no one would subject him to those kinds of horrors again.

But after the male had been forced to allow others to touch him, Tyron didn’t want to pressure Khal with unwanted intimacies.

No matter how much Tyron wanted to touch Khal.

There was something calling Tyron closer, something about the small male that made his protective instincts kick in. Tyron’s fingers itched to trail over Khal’s skin. The need to claim Khal made his cock ache between his legs. There was little doubt in Tyron’s mind.
Khal was his mate.

Tyron watched Khal closely, really watching the male. Khal didn’t have the affected air of someone who realized just how handsome he truly was. He wasn’t just handsome. He was almost too perfect. His eyes were the brightest blue Tyron had ever witnessed, and they were large and expressive. Pain and heartache was reflected in those wide orbs, but there was something else—a longing Tyron could feel down deep to his bones each time the oracle looked his way.

Tyron sensed Khal wanted someone to take away his loneliness. Tyron was more than willing to help—but he wouldn’t push too soon.

He went back to gazing at the male’s form. Khal’s skin was almost a shade of purple; it was so blue, which spoke of a mix somewhere in his ancestry. Was that a trait in all oracles? Was that where they got their ability of foresight from? Tyron allowed his gaze to travel across Khal’s smooth skin and down his trim body. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his lean, lightly muscled form. Willowy, that was the best word Tyron could think to describe the male.

“What are you staring at?” Khal asked suddenly, breaking the spell Tyron was under.

“I wasn’t staring.” A lie. Tyron felt bad as soon as he uttered it.

Khal rose and glared at Tyron. “I know you think I’m below you for what I’ve done in that whorehouse, but trust me, it was my only option if I wanted to live. I did what I had to, and I won’t let you stand there and judge me for it.”

Tyron frowned, completely thrown off guard. “What are you talking about?”

“I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at me. Like you’d catch something from touching me.”

Tyron was shocked the oracle thought that way, especially when the exact opposite was true. After giving Khal a brief smile, he stalked closer and stopped within inches of the male. “If I didn’t want to touch you, would I do this?” Tyron leaned in and kissed Khal gently.

The caress started simply, nothing more than a tender grazing of their lips. But as soon as Tyron’s skin touched Khal, a hunger set in like nothing he’d ever felt. Tyron deepened the embrace and pulled the oracle into his arms, slipping one hand behind Khal’s head to help give him a better angle. Plundering the male’s mouth, Tyron felt frenzied, the desire to push Khal to the bed and spread Khal wide open for his mouth, his hands, and his cock was more than he’d anticipated.

Reality began to settle in and reminded Tyron where they’d just taken Khal from. He couldn’t push himself on Khal, not yet. Not until Khal had had time to let go of his past.

With a struggle, Tyron pulled away from Khal. He observed the male. Khal stood there, his swollen lips still slightly parted, his eyes closed. When he finally opened his eyes and looked up at Tyron, a hint of a smile crossed his lips.

“What was that for?”

Tyron lifted one eyebrow. “You claimed I didn’t want to touch you. So I proved you wrong. And you’re very, very wrong, you know?”

Khal stepped back, his breathing still not completely recovered. Tyron was glad to see he’d affected the oracle since his heart still raced and his breathing was only now slowing. And his cock was hard as stone, ready to claim what he already sensed was his.

Khal crossed his arms over his chest and glared up at Tyron. “Do you expect repayment for rescuing me? Is that how this works?”

“No,” Tyron frowned. “Your body is yours to do with as you choose. I won’t force you into my bed. Unless you want me to, of course.”

Q & A with Kelex

I just noticed a couple of comments I somehow missed recently -- and I've also had a few emailed to me recently, so I'm going to answer them here (and I answered the comments, too, for those of you who placed them -- sorry I just noticed!)

1.  Are there any more books coming in the Wolves of Mt Alexis Series?  No...er...maybe.  Right now, the answer is no, but White Wolf is still at the back of my mind.  He's been standing there moping for quite a while now, refusing to leave without his story being told.  But I'm struggling with his character.  I'm on the fence as to if he's an alpha or a beta wolf. 

I'm still considering a Lion series.  Aris' character was just too hot to ignore.  And a reader suggested an Aris/White Wolf pairing -- which is the reason for me being on the fence.  I'd seen WW as an alpha until that email, which sort of blew my mind at the thought of that coupling.  And WW suddenly bent in my mind and became a beta.  So -- I'm at a stand-still there.  So fans of the series -- what are your thoughts?  White Wolf on his own, or as Aris' lover?  Or do you even want more Wolves/Lions at all?

2.  Is Wynne the last book in the Quads series?  No...er...maybe.  (LOL, I'm terrible at making decisions!)  The plan was for five books, but Wynne's story hasn't sold as well as the first two, so it makes me wonder if interest in the series has waned.  I don't want to tell tales no one really wants to read.  Would you guys rather see new stories, or should I bring Scottson and Peterson's stories as originally planned?  How about you tell me what you want?

3.  Will there be another Bears in Bondage book?  No...err...maybe?  (See a pattern here?)  There was a final book planned, but the series sort of tanked sales-wise, so I assumed few were really interested in more.  At this late stage in the game, I think that ship has sailed.  Although, I have been asked to join a couple of my TEP authors in a new antho idea this spring and my gut reaction was to brush off Bears and give them a last hurrah.  That isn't written in stone!!

4.  Will there be another Master's New Toy book?  I had an idea for the first half of the book, but nothing hit me for the conclusion.  Other ideas drew me away from my original series, and I haven't really looked back.  It's highly doubtful I'd go back to the Master's series at this stage in the game.

5.  Where are you going next?  The Sci-Fi/Menage titles seem to be what's hot right now and demand is high, but at heart, I really prefer my paranormal shifters.  I want to write the stories people want to read, but at the same time, I need to write what I enjoy, too, or it'll just end up being forced dreck.  I'm trying to find the balance between the two and hopefully get out titles you'll enjoy.  I just finished The Whorehouse Oracle, which will be out Jan 15th, and there is one more Whorehouse title coming after that.  And I'll be pondering Scottson and Peterson for Quad tales, but to be honest, it feels sort of flat.  Next on my agenda is a dragon shifter MM trilogy and then I'm toying with a Bear shifter series to come in early spring as well as a futuristic/historical mash-up, unless the muse pulls me elsewhere.

Any other questions?  Shoot me a comment here or in my inbox:  kelexerotica@gmail.com

NEW RELEASE!! Wynne's Surrender is HERE!

My editor is superwoman!  She got edits done for me in record time, so I am happy to say that Wynne's Surrender is NOW ON SALE!

About time, right?

Links, blurb, and excerpt are below -- hope you love this story!

Wynne Cotton is sent to the outer reaches of space, running from his past. Soon he learns it’s still not far enough. On a rescue mission to Alpha S, he concocts a plan to lose himself on the planet’s surface, not knowing the ship will crash and all his crewmen will suffer the same fate.

Once there, Wynne is claimed by a trio of Shadows, inhabitants of the planet’s circumference. The males are intent on keeping the sexy science officer to themselves, no matter how much Wynne tries to push them away.

When a fifth member to their quad emerges, Wynne knows it could help bring them together or rip them apart. The bad part is, Wynne still isn’t sure which outcome he’d prefer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wynne knelt at his masters’ feet at the ceremony, even though he didn’t want to be there. Tegau’s demand only further angered Wynne, but he didn’t want to argue anymore. He’d get his equipment one way or another and find a way off world. He wouldn’t remain here with a male unwilling to open himself up. Once the ceremony was over, they would go back and Wynne would find sanctuary in the empty room upstairs, away from the three of them. Carro and A’kota had done nothing, but Wynne just wanted time alone, something he’d had precious little of for weeks now.

The crowd swelled around the large stage, all waiting to witness the multiple claimings planned to take place that night. Wynne stood at the edge, his gaze drifting off toward the other side of the crowd. The heated glances of a male across the way garnered his attention and now that he looked the alien’s way, the male’s stare had him pinned. The large male’s roaming inspection made him feel as if the alien’s hands were upon him, caressing his flesh. Heat flooded his body and his cock thickened between his legs.

It was Mar, the lonely eyed alien who’d watched them so intently.
Wynne felt a tug at his collar. He looked up at A’kota, who gazed down lovingly at him. “What has you so entranced, hafchan?”

Wynne looked back across the crowd, but he couldn’t see the male any longer. He supposed it was for the best. “Nothing, Master. I thought I saw something, but my eyes played tricks on me.”

Tegau rounded Wynne and stared down at Wynne’s hard cock. Tegau clasped Wynne’s shaft and stroked it languidly. “Perhaps your excitement for the claiming tonight has you ready to go up on the stage again.”

Anger surged through Wynne at Tegau’s words. “If it’s what you wish, Tegau.” Wynne thought again of Mar, his chest aching at the loneliness he saw in the male. Even surrounded by his bastela, Wynne felt lonely, too. The idea of Mar watching Wynne be claimed publicly again only made his cock stiffen further. Or it could’ve just been the sensation of Tegau’s lazy hand running up and down the length?
Wynne willed his body to stop reacting to Tegau’s caresses, but it was pointless. Even angry, he still wanted the alien.

“Another public show with our hafchan may be smart,” Carro stated firmly. “The hafchan was staring at Mar, who stared at our male with interest. Mar needs to know he cannot have what is ours.”

“Is that true, hafchan?” Tegau asked. “Did seeing his interest excite you?”

Wynne swallowed, unsure how he should answer. After the day they’d had, Wynne wasn’t prepared for more arguments with Tegau. “You know I have submitted to the bastela.”

Tegau smiled, but the sentiment didn’t go to his eyes. He tightened his grip on Wynne’s cock slightly. “That doesn’t answer my question, slave.”

Wynne lowered his chin and avoided Tegau’s stare. “I’m sorry, Master.”

Tegau leaned in and kissed Wynne gently on the lips and drew back only slightly. His hand on Wynne’s cock quickened, the tempo making Wynne moan. “Did you like Mar staring at you?”

Perhaps a little honesty would rock Tegau’s foundation a little and clear his mind. Wynne had liked the alien looking at him, so why not own it. “Yes.”

Tegau leaned back and smiled, but the smile soon faded. “Do you want him?”

“I can’t … answer that,” Wynne said softly, grimacing from the pleasure-pain Tegau was causing with his hand. The strokes had become harder, rougher, and Wynne tried to ignore the lustful sensations running through his body.

“It’s a simple question. Do you want him?” Tegau asked lowly. He stopped his motions, but didn’t release Wynne’s cock.

Wynne’s anger got the better of him. “I’ve never spoken to him, only witnessed Mar from across a wide space. I can’t tell you I want him if I’ve never truly met him.”

Tegau smiled and continued to give Wynne a hand job in front of the village. Wynne noticed many stares on him, shame filling him again at the public display. This time, he wasn’t lost in the bliss of a frenzied fucking. Now, it was blatantly obvious when the village stared. As he took note around him, he once again saw Mar in the crowd, his observation making heat bloom in Wynne’s chest. Wynne stood straighter, lifting his chin as his gaze caught Mar’s and held it.

“Mar returns. He is closer now. He watches you, Tegau,” Carro said on a growl.

Tegau looked over his shoulder. “Let him watch me pleasure our hafchan. He has no bastela, so he is jealous of what we have.”

Carro sighed. “That’s rather cold, isn’t it?”

Wynne was curious about the exchange between the two. His gaze had never left Mar’s, his hips pumping into Tegau’s hand as the male pleasured him. Shock filled Wynne, staring at a male while another pleasured him in a public place. What had happened to him in the short time he’d been on this world? The Shadows might not think anything of public sexual encounters, but Wynne still struggled.

 Yet, he couldn’t take his sights off Mar.

Mar lowered a hand to the hard lump in his leather pants and stroked himself as he watched Wynne.

“There is a law which states a bastela can accept another, if the other has lost his blood brothers,” A’kota said softly. “If it pleased our hafchan, we could bring him into our number.”

Wynne’s body trembled and he came with a violent cry, the thought of his bastela bringing on a fifth male overwhelming his body. 

 

 

 

You'll also enjoy the first chapter of April Andrews' debut novella at the end of Wynne's Surrender.

 

What's next on the agenda?  The plan was to dive right into The Whorehouse Oracle, but another story screamed for me to write it.  I just started today and it's nearly halfway done already!  I hope to have it completed at the end of the week and ready for you sometime around Christmas.

 

Just Wrote THE END on Wynne's Surrender!!

FINALLY!

Wynne's Surrender is DONE.  I've written THE END!  I've emailed it to my editor.  And I breathe a sigh of relief.

The story had gone off the rails at some point and I was so unhappy with the way it was.  I went into deep edits this weekend and cut, added, rearranged a bit, and added some more.  Finally, I think it's the story it needs to be and it is actually pretty damned good, if I can toot my own horn a little.

Ahhhhhhh!!  I am so glad I finally made it!

Tomorrow I'll be back on the job to get the Oracle's tale started and HOPEFULLY, I can get that done and out by the end of the month.  I've really been working hard to get you guys two stories per month, but holidays and other projects have gotten in the way these last couple of months.  I really need to get a better pace going for the start of 2014 -- I have some awesome stuff coming up and I can't wait for you all to get a taste of it.

Coming Soon - Wynne's Surrender

I'm nearing the end of Wynne's story - perhaps one more day and then it'll be sent off to the editor. 

This story didn't come out anywhere like I imagined it.  But that's character driven storylines -- you can plot all you want, but then your characters say, nope, I'm not doing this, I'm doing this, you let them go and do it.  And then your whole manuscript is turned on its ass.

I had this really intense sex scene ready for this book.  Didn't work for the storyline.  So it will have to go into another tale down the road. And believe me, this hot little scene is going somewhere.

Trust me.

Okay, back to the words.  I'm determined to get this thing DONE!

Writing Update Early December 2013

After taking a glorious Thanksgiving break to spend time with my family, I've been hard at work on Wynne's Surrender.  I hope you all had a wonderful holiday if you celebrated.  Wynne's story should hopefully done by week's end.  I've had to shift the storyline a bit, I like to plot, but can also be a terrible pantser and go into different directions which sometimes get me in trouble.  We'll see where we end up with Wynne soon enough.

Once done, The Whorehouse Oracle is on deck.

Then I have two new stand-alone titles I've had on the back burner.  I'd like to get at least one of them completed before writing the final Quads of Alpha S story.  The forth and final will be Peterson's story.  Adrian is going to have a lou-lou of a tale.

And then...maybe some lions.  Or bears.  Who knows?

Wynne's Surrender COMING SOON

I'm currently working on the next in the Quads of Alpha S series - Wynne's Surrender.  If you read Tripp's Claiming, then you have an idea of where this story is headed.  Now if I can only get all the body parts in order and get the logistics to work, we're in business.  Luckily, I have a wonderful editor who will ensure all the hands and appendages are in the right places.

Once complete, I'm back to the Whorehouse/Shifter Rebellion series, with The Whorehouse Oracle.  I just got the cover for this one, so sharing it here.

And then after that, I've got a new series coming that, for now, is top secret.  Keep an eye out, there will be more details coming down the pipeline.

Now, with Turkey Day coming, and all the family and celebrating, hopefully I'll get some decent word count in for the week ahead.  I need to double up the next couple of days and dig deep.

Writing Update Late October 2013

First, I want to start out by saying THANK YOU to everyone who's picked up a copy of my last two books -- Best Little Whorehouse is currently #1 on the Amazon Gay Erotica Bestseller list and Tripp made it to #2 a couple of weeks back and is still holding on the list.  I am humbled and shocked at the reception of these last two books.  I'm floored.

Now on to the writing...

Tristan and Paul's story has been giving me ulcers.  I wrote myself into a proverbial corner and can't seem to get out of it.  I'm about 1/3 of the way done with Tristan's Wolf and I think I've found a solution, so hopefully I can get this finished by week's end.  Fingers crossed.

But there is some good news.  Since I've been hitting my head against the brick wall that is Tristan's Wolf, I've been hit with inspiration for a new series and a new stand alone novel.  I've already written the first chapter of one and a rough outline of the other and I'm super excited about them both.  They'll of course have to wait until I've wrapped up one or more the series we have going on now, but they won't be on the backburner for long.

Once I can get Tristan completed, I'll be moving on to Wynne's Story in the Quads of Alpha S series.  I really can't wait for that one -- and I bet you can't wait either!  Wynne is going to be getting a little more punishment than the other men and I can't wait to dive into that story.

I still think Aris needs a tale soon.  Be ready to see a lions series around the bend.

And of course, the two new ideas are bubbling in the background and will be coming in 2014.

Oh!  One last thing -- Wynne's Surrender is my first title to include the Twisted T -- Twisted Erotica Publishing's new logo.  It will help make it easier to find my books as they come out.

TRIPP IS HERE!! The wait is over...

Tripp's Claiming is now available on All Romance and Smashwords, and should be up and ready on Amazon within the next 24 hours.  **UPDATE** the Amazon link is listed below.

The long wait is over -- sorry to have stretched this one out, but the planets didn't align correctly to get it out sooner.

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Tripp is the quintessential Federated Navy screw-up. He reveled in sharing his body as often as possible, only to keep himself numb to the expectations everyone had of him thanks to his famous father. Years of sexual excesses have made him jaded and love doesn’t even enter the equation, at least not for him.

When he and his fellow crew members crash land on an alien world, he’s abducted and nearly killed by a harsh enemy. Another race on the planet holds the key to his survival, but only if he succumbs. Sex is easy. Tripp submits without second thought.

Offering only his body isn’t enough for his Shadow masters. They want his mind, body, and soul — and eventually his love.
Tripp isn’t willing to give them everything without a fight.

His masters are prepared to wage war to get what they want.

Terror crept into his mind, but he watched the male before him and tried to focus on him and let his memories pass. When his heart slowed, he swallowed roughly. Gregan’s intent stare saw too much, and Tripp didn’t want to be flayed open to the alien. Tripp tried to turn his head to stop from staring into the male’s eyes, but the collar didn’t allow it. Anger rushed into him as he pulled at the straps. “Will you get me out of this damned thing?”

“No. You’ll need to grow accustomed to being bound at all times. No point in freeing you now.”

“I can’t move my head,” Tripp spat.

“And why do you need to do that?” Gregan asked.

“So I can argue with you properly. I don’t appreciate having to face the table.”

Gregan spanked Tripp hard. “There’s no reason to argue. You’re ours. End of story.”

Tripp struggled to get to his knees and then used every ounce of strength he had to pull his upper body up without the use of his hands. He then turned to stare at Gregan, pissed off and ready to fight. But once he got a good look at the male, his mind turned to other things.

In his haze, Tripp hadn’t noticed how incredibly sexy the alien was. A little of the fight left Tripp as his gaze took in everything, from the male’s jet black short hair, to his massive torso and arms, to his huge cock still jutting out before him from between the vee left from his opened leather pants to his powerfully long legs. When Tripp’s gaze landed back on the male’s face, he noted with disgust that even the thin, long scar down one eye was hot as hell. “I won’t be shackled like this forever.”

“Yes, you will. It may not be that same bond, but you will be bound and ready for your masters whenever we choose.”

Tripp frowned. He liked sex, sure, but this was over and above anything he’d ever envisioned. A little tie-me-up was fun every so often, but this alien was crossing a line. “What about my choice?”

“Your will bends to ours. We will provide for all your needs in exchange for the use of your body.”

Tripp laughed. “Okay, the game’s been played long enough. Let me out of this thing.”

Gregan stepped closer and yanked on the collar and cuffs. “This is who you are now. Your ship crashed here, and you’re stuck on this world, a world filled with dangers. We can protect you from those dangers. At a price.”

“And what is this price?” Tripp asked on a whisper.

“Your full submission.”

Tripp sucked in a breath. “I will not yield.”

“You already have.” Gregan snatched a strip of leather from his pocket. He grasped the collar and attached the leather to a metal ring on the front and dragged Tripp off the table. Tripp’s body was weak, his legs shaking as he stood, trying to look unafraid.

Just Wrote THE END -- The Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X

Just a quick update -- just completed my first draft of The Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X and it's been sent off to my editor.  Should hopefully be released within the next couple of weeks.  Just a little hint -- it will involve alien quad pairings and the story starts in Kazru's whorehouse from the Slave World Series.  It isn't a continuation of the Slave World Series, just another alien race from that world.

And of course, Tripp's Claiming is coming soon, too.  I hope to have that one out this weekend, or early next week at the latest.

Now, I'll be getting started on Tristan's Wolf this weekend.  I'm really excited to finally tell Tristan and Paul's story -- and see how merging the two packs is going to go.  I expect it to be quite volatile.

Tristan's Wolf was supposed to be the final tale in this series -- but I think there's more to say.  I think White Wolf deserves to find some happiness, especially after years of self-imposed exile for being a half-breed.  Maybe he'll find love with someone from his old pack...one never knows.

Have a great weekend and keep your eyes peeled for the new releases!

Writing Update - October 2013

Hmm...the story running through my head

Happy Fall!  I love this cooler weather and not sweating like a demon.  Although, there are moments when sweating is fun.  Very fun.  Just not when it's walking out the front door.  I prefer my sweating to be the in-between the sheets variety.

Anyway...what's on tap?

I'm sure your first question is where the heck is Tripp's story.  It's done.  My wonderful editor just bought a new house and is in the midst of moving, so edits are taking a little bit longer.  Be patient, I'm so, so happy she found a great house and was able to close quickly.  The book will be coming soon, no worries, just a little later than expected.

Now, on to my new project.  The Best Little Whorehouse on Planet X.  I've had this one on tap for a while, but kept pushing it back because I wasn't exactly sure where I wanted to take it.  If you read the Slave World series, then you remember reading about Kazru and his whorehouse in the final SW story.  Well, Kazru has been hiding a secret in the upper floor of his brothel, the shifter prince!  When the shifters where incarcerated for their "crime" of being too powerful, Kazru saved Prince Agarri and hid him on the top floor, awaiting a trio of males prophesized to take Agarri and save their world.  I'm about halfway done with this story at this point and hope to finish it off early next week.



Then it's on to Tristan's Wolf, which will introduce a whole new pack dynamic and more sexy males.

After that, I'll be working on Wynne's story in the Quads of Alpha S series.

THE END! Coming Soon -- Tripp's Claiming

Tripp's Claiming is done!  It's off to editing this afternoon after a quick run through from me, so it's nearing the end phase and should be ready to publish soon.  It should hopefully be ready within the next week.

This story was a struggle.  I wasn't sure it was going to work, the story just wasn't doing it for me.  But then once I drew close to the end, it started to come together and really shine.  I think it really turned out well and I hope you'll all enjoy it.

Tripp is an usual character.   He starts out very flippant and smart mouthed, and then he's very much changed by his abduction and near death experience.  Having a character flip on me like that was probably the heart of my struggle, but it was truer to the story to have his personality shift dramatically.

And oh boy, are there big stories coming for Wynne and Peterson down the road!  Wynne is next up for this series, after I complete work on Tristan's Wolf.

Anyway, back to my spit-shine and Tripp will be winging it's way to my editor.  Have a great Sunday!

NEW RELEASE -- Crash Landing

**Update 2** Amazon has finally come through -- the link is below!

**Update** -- there seems to be a problem on Amazon getting this book to sale.  What should have taken less than twelve hours to upload is now at twenty hours and counting.  The links below for All Romance and Smashwords have Kindle files available for sale.  I don't have an ETA for the book on Amazon as of yet, but will update as soon as I get more information.

Crash is finally here to tell his tale. 

Captain Kaden “Crash” Saunders is charged with leading a dangerous rescue mission to Alpha S, a dangerous planet on the other side of an intergalactic wormhole. Once they arrive, the electromagnetic field surrounding the planet causes his ship to crash.

Alpha S has been off-limits to the Federated Navy and its ships for years—all because of an eerie evil nemesis, the Xinthpats, who are overly fond of human blood. The Xinthpats have killed every human to step foot on Alpha S, but Crash is determined his men won’t be among that number.

Crash’s best friend is snatched by the enemy and Crash will stop at nothing to find him. A trio of sexy, purple vampiric aliens steps up to help, if Kaden will submit to them and allow them to claim his body completely.

Crash is shocked by his reaction to their touches—and their bloodlust—which makes him lusty and yearn for more. But he has to see through his desire long enough to save his best friend and the rest of his crew.

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Excerpt
Crash looked up at the large male, fear pushing him to the outer limits of his strength. He pushed against the great wall of muscle, unable to move the being at all. The alien looked like a blue barbarian. His muscled chest was exposed, except for the furred mantle he wore around his shoulders. A flowing cape drifted behind him, the breeze casting it around him. Dark leather pants covered his lower half. A sweet scent flowed from his body, captivating Crash, luring him into calming. But when Crash saw his incisors drop, he knew it was a moment of kill or be killed.

“Ki, panta oon. Fa vet ar goona ze fa coop ar tooma.”

Crash looked up at the male, the gibberish he spoke meaning nothing to Crash. The alien forced Crash’s hands down even harder and leaned over, sinking his massive teeth into Crash’s neck. Crash screamed as the first bits of pain sliced through him. With each subsequent pull at his throat causing more and more pleasure to ebb through his body, he stopped screaming and could only focus on the sensation of the male’s lips and teeth on him.

His cock was hard as a rock in an instant, his heart thrumming in his ears as he grew closer and closer to orgasm with each deep drink the male took. Crash closed his eyes and let the desire roll through him. He didn’t want to fight the male any longer. Right there in the middle of the woods, Crash wanted the alien to fuck him.

Nothing else mattered but having the male pounding inside him. Crash could feel the alien’s hard cock against his thigh and his own reacted in kind. If the male would allow it, Crash could roll over onto his stomach and offer himself and his body. He had to get that hard cock inside him.

Crash jerked under the male, trying to fight for his own mind. He was there for Tripp. He needed to find and save Tripp. Nothing else mattered but his crewman, not fucking some alien savage out in the middle of the woods.

But those lips felt so good on his neck. It wouldn’t take long to submit to the male; they could be done in minutes, especially as excited Crash already was. He rubbed his body against the hulking male and ran his open palms along the male’s massive shoulders. Only a moment, he’d succumb for only a moment…