They’re fighting for their lives, freedom, and love…in the realm of the dead.
Eeete, a pleasure slave, thought she’d found freedom in an underwater colony until a hated Palace guard abducted her for his carnal pleasure. Swept with him through a portal into E3, she faces danger from the deceased, grotesque monsters, and a dimension where few things are as they seem and nothing can be trusted…including her own desire.
Running from sure death, she comes upon Makam, another guard, sentenced to E3 for treason against their dimension’s depraved ruler. She’s determined to hate him—as she does all men who imprisoned her in the Palace—but survival depends on them fighting together.
Curious about Makam’s seeming honor and tempted by his untamed allure, she soon falls under his sensual spell, their nights filled with unrestrained passion, their days spent trying to stay alive…an increasingly impossible struggle.
When all appears lost, an unexpected chance allows hope for them to flee together toward a promising future.
Until a shocking secret threatens to tear them apart forever.
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They’re fighting
for their lives, freedom, and love…in the realm of the dead.
Eeete, a pleasure
slave, thought she’d found freedom in an underwater colony until a hated Palace
guard abducted her for his carnal pleasure. Swept with him through a portal
into E3, she faces danger from the deceased, grotesque monsters, and a
dimension where few things are as they seem and nothing can be
trusted…including her own desire.
Running from sure
death, she comes upon Makam, another guard, sentenced to E3 for treason against
their dimension’s depraved ruler. She’s determined to hate him—as she does all
men who imprisoned her in the Palace—but survival depends on them fighting together.
Curious about
Makam’s seeming honor and tempted by his untamed allure, she soon falls under
his sensual spell, their nights filled with unrestrained passion, their days
spent trying to stay alive…an increasingly impossible struggle.
When all appears
lost, an unexpected chance allows hope for them to flee together toward a
promising future.
Until a shocking
secret threatens to tear them apart forever.
Her freedom depends on one man. A criminal to his realm…
One minute, Paige Ross is outside a Seattle bar, grieving a failed engagement. The next, she jerks awake in a weird, candlelit room with velvet walls, black silk sheets, and a man who motions for silence.
Paige has little choice but to trust the powerful stranger who promises a way out of what looks like Satan’s brothel. And pray his promise to keep her safe is as real as the heat burning in his eyes.
Banished from E2’s ruling elite for supposed crimes against the realm, Zekin risks everything to rescue those brought to E5 for the guards’ carnal pleasure. Paige will be leaving this inhospitable realm of fire and ice—if he can somehow forget the way she melts in his arms.
Safe—temporarily—in an underwater world populated by strange creatures, Paige’s sexual awakening explodes into an unquenchable need that consumes them both. But the guards will be looking for her. And Zekin’s plan to send her home is a dangerous journey she cannot—will not—take without him.
His hunger for one woman will make him a
traitor to his world…
From a
portal in his lab on E2, one of the five dimensions of Earth, quantum physicist
Nikoli Zorr gazes on everything forbidden to him. Passion. Desire. The
exquisite pleasure of running his hands over the lush curves of a young woman
he should have stopped watching weeks ago.
His duty
is to close the portals that keep the monsters out of E2—and never interfere
with the inevitable fate of those on the other side. Yet he can’t bring himself
to abandon the woman who has captured his soul.
Psychologist
Regina Page is trying to focus on her client, and off the mysterious,
unbearable sexual cravings that consume her when she’s alone in her bedroom.
The next moment she’s attacked by vampires, then swept into another realm by Nikoli,
a stranger whose touch awakens that same raw desire. Whose eyes are already
filled with farewell.
Yet
beneath their undeniable carnal lust, something else stirs. The beginnings of
illicit love. The unexpected need to protect him. Even if it means risking
body, blood, and soul to defeat the merciless horde…for a future that was never
meant to be.
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Her freedom depends on one man. A criminal to his realm…
One minute, Paige Ross is outside a Seattle bar, grieving
a failed engagement. The next, she jerks awake in a weird, candlelit room with
velvet walls, black silk sheets, and a man who motions for silence.
Paige has little choice but to trust the powerful
stranger who promises a way out of what looks like Satan’s brothel. And pray
his promise to keep her safe is as real as the heat burning in his eyes.
Banished from E2’s ruling elite for supposed crimes
against the realm, Zekin risks everything to rescue those brought to E5 for the
guards’ carnal pleasure. Paige will be leaving this inhospitable realm of fire
and ice—if he can somehow forget the way she melts in his arms.
Safe—temporarily—in an underwater world populated by
strange creatures, Paige’s sexual awakening explodes into an unquenchable need
that consumes them both. But the guards will be looking for her. And Zekin’s
plan to send her home is a dangerous journey she cannot—will not—take without
him.
Lisabet Sarai is here to tell us about her new release Whips & Kisses, a BDSM erotic romance collection, featuring BDSM, dominance, submission, bondage, discipline, initiation, a natural submissive, and a Master.
One somewhat overused and abused trope is
the notion of the “natural submissive”. A woman who previously had no interest
in power exchange meets a dominant man and immediately succumbs to his
charisma. Despite her lack of experience with BDSM, she’s ready to obey his
instructions, to let him bind her, punish her, and use her however he wishes.
Instead of being awkward and terrified, she finds deep satisfaction in her
submissive role. She’s thrilled when her Dom tells her that he’d intuited her
secret desire for surrender, that he knew as soon as he met her that she craved
a master.
Several of the novellas in this collectionplay with this familiar scenario. I feel a bit guilty exploiting this
trope, but I have to admit that I personally find it intensely erotic. That’s
because it mirrors my own real world experience with BDSM. I was a horny but
very vanilla twenty-something when I met the man who initiated me into
dominance and submission. And the very first time we came together physically,
I was hooked. Looking back, I’m still full of wonder at the trust that bloomed
between us, when we scarcely knew one another. Forty five years later, the
intensity and beauty of that D/s relationship continues to show up in my erotic
stories.
People in the kink community will tell you
that trust takes time to grow, that both doms and subs need practice, that the
instant connection glamorized in BDSM fiction is a myth. Maybe for some people,
but for me, the myth turned out to be true. And I’m still sharing that
revelation with my readers.
BLURB:
Whips & Kisses collects four lusciously erotic romance novellas in which willing surrender to a master leads to enduring love.
D and S is not a game, despite the way it’s portrayed in popular culture. It’s not a fashion statement. It is much, much more, a new way of being in the world. A doorway into a new kind of relationship, deeper and more intimate than what most people can imagine.
Excerpt from The Understudy:
“You’re still here, Sarah.” Hart wheeled to
face me, breaking into my bitter internal monologue. “Good. After all, I didn’t
tell you that you could go.”
Amusement lit up his handsome features. He
towered over me, close enough that I could feel the heat emanating from his
body. Embarrassment washed over me but didn’t quite submerge the undercurrent
of arousal.
“May I leave?” I asked, my voice a weak
quaver that disgusted me. Why was I asking, anyway? Who was he to tell me what
to do?
“Not yet. I need your help unpacking. Go
open the bag you carried up. It’s not locked.”
No, I wanted to scream. But I obeyed him
anyway, pressing the chrome-plated catch on the sleek grey Samsonite case and
flipping up the lid.
I gasped when I saw the contents. “It’s
true!” I blurted out.
Hart came up behind me and looked over my
shoulder. He didn’t touch me, but his mere presence was overpowering. “What’s
true?”
I heard laughter in his voice. I pointed at
the leather restraints and the rubber paddles, my hand shaking. “That—that
you’re kinky. Into S and M, just like Adele said.”
“I prefer the term ‘D and S.’ Dominance and
submission. My focus is on the exchange of power, not the administration of
pain. Though I’m not averse to using pain if that’s the right thing to do.”
“The right thing to do?” I turned to face
him, hiding behind my indignation. “Are you joking?”
He was close, too close for comfort,
deliberately invading my personal space. I tried to step backward. I succeeded
only in banging my heel against the luggage rack.
“Ow!”
His eyes drilled into me. “I’m completely
serious. D and S is not a game, despite the way it’s portrayed in popular
culture. It’s not a fashion statement. It’s much, much more, a new way of being
in the world. A doorway into a new kind of relationship, deeper and more
intimate than anything you can imagine.”
“Right,” I muttered. I couldn’t bear to
look at him. I stared down at my sandals, feeling the blush crawling up my
cheeks and across my chest. “I’m sure that’s what all the perverts say.”
He caught my chin under his forefinger and
raised my eyes to his. I trembled when his skin met mine.
“I can’t pretend it’s not exciting, of
course—trying new implements, pushing the sub’s limits, testing her devotion.
But that’s not the main point.”
I burned in the heat of his stare. I felt
myself begin to melt, the crotch of my jeans growing damper with every beat of
my pulse. I didn’t want to listen but I couldn’t hide my fascination.
He stroked his thumb across my cheek. I
held my breath, wanting him to stop, dying for him to go further.
“Aren’t you curious, Sarah? Wouldn’t you
like to drop your diligent, high-achieving, good little girl persona and find
out what’s underneath?”
I couldn’t answer. How did he know these
things about me, this man I’d met less than a half hour ago? Did he really
understand the way I’d pushed myself in college and grad school, working for
the top grades, following the rules, determined to succeed in my chosen path
despite the odds? Did he know that I hadn’t had a lover for nearly four years?
I hadn’t had time. Anyway, I’d been all too aware of the fact that everyone
around me was both a colleague and a competitor.
I read compassion in his chiseled features,
mingled with lust.
“I know you, little one. I know what you
really crave. What you really need. Open yourself to me and I will fulfill the
desires you don’t yet dare to admit, even to yourself.”
He didn’t wait for permission. He simply
claimed my mouth as though it was his by right. I struggled for a moment, as
his strong arm snaked around my waist and pulled me to his chest. Then I let
go, let his tongue slide between my lips and his fingers slip under my shirt.
