Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Two Year anniversary for TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS
Tangerine Sail by Lady Di ~ themeshack.net
Greetings, shapeshifter lovers, Sunday was an amazing day for me. And I hope I never recover. At least, not fully.
BRANDED BY THE TEXANS, my latest release ended up, after a flip-flop change of place with UNBRIDLED AND UNDONE by Elle Saint James, as #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s Bestseller list. Last I dared a look, Branded was still riding high. However, it could have slipped by now.
Still, wahoo. Yahoo! Yippie Kai Yay! I am a happy author camper. THANK YOU!!! to everyone who has purchased Branded. And, THANK YOU! To all my author friends for their support and well wishes. It is deeply appreciated. You’ll never know how much.
*Sunday* was also the two year anniversary for TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS, my sci fi stallion shifter story with Aspen Mountain Press. Here’s the tagline ~
...a fire-shooting fierce woman...a shapeshifting prince of a stallion...and the tangerine aphrodisiac winds on a world far away...
You might recall I began a prequel scene awhile back for Tangerine. My heroine and hero were steaming up the mirror panels, and it was titled ~
The Intergalactic Chase ~ Corporal Kattalonia and Prince Zio
Part Four ~
Did those words really slip past her lips? Katta knew they had. Why, oh bent-space-hell why did she turn into a mindless wanton for him? Only him.
“Katta.” He groaned her name against her mouth. His lips seized hers in that dominant way that made resistance impossible. In that way, also, that ignited her like old-fashioned rocket thrusters. Zing out into space she went, lust’s slave.
He leaned forward pinning her to the mirror’s slippery surface with his stud-muscled frame. Goddess of the universe, could anything ever feel better? Certainly not in the I-want-this-man department. Planting his hands on either side of her, Zio fused their lips and ground his mouth against hers until she moaned uncontrollably.
Returning passion for passion, Katta let her hands go wild, and have their way with his back. The slick fabric of his shirt only encouraged her, defining the fierce strength of his stallion-like physique.
Feeling like a sex starved she-devil, Katta lunged upward. At the same time, she thrust her tongue past the barrier of his lips. The sky horse had never denied her before. He didn’t now. Their tongues battled for supremacy. Tangling, sliding, writhing furiously in an all-out war that brought about the most intense spikes of pleasure and need.
Zio stepped back suddenly, and lowered his hooded gaze. With a deliberation that drove her straight to weak-kneed insanity, he claimed every inch of her. His, the star-storm glitter of his eyes proclaimed. His to take as he pleased.
Helpless, with her hands trying to clutch the mirror panel, Katta watched him strip off his shirt. He tossed it aside, his demeanor the casual arrogance she despised, but dreamed about... unbidden dreams that became raunchy fantasies and always ended with his cock ravaging her. Oh, Goddess, don’t save her.
Katta whimpered as he loosened his breeches, the nano-specialized leather yielding to his touch. The slickness of her inner thighs threatened to be her undoing, as in landing on her ass. Loosed from its prison, she watched the forceful lunge of his cock toward her. Katta fell back against the mirror, barely glimpsing him palm off his boots, then his breeches.
“Woman. My woman.” His gaze was only for her face, only for her eyes. And, only for her.
She witnessed it in the deep-space black depths of his eyes.
Katta screamed inside for him to come take her. She might have screamed the words, maybe... but her loud breathy pants didn’t allow for any other sound to escape.
With a growl that was utter possession, he launched against her. She felt the edge of his teeth slightly graze her shoulder a split second before he gripped the red striping. Zio tore the lingerie from her body so ruthlessly, Katta’s entire body quaked.
Beneath his hungry gaze her breasts trembled and out-of-this galaxy sensations she’d never felt ripped through her. Simultaneously, her nipples ripened to an ache only he could stop.
That’s what got her every time – why she couldn’t fight him, or deny him – their overwhelming take-no-prisoners passion.
“Zio... yes. Yes, you bad wicked stud.”
TO BE CONTINUED... (hopefully!)
~ HAPPY SUMMER SHAPESHIFTING ~
~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
Author of ~
All Shades of Blue Paradise
Red Lioness Tamed
When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
Tangerine Carnal Dreams
Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
Black Cat Beauty
Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print
Branded by the Texans ~ E-AVAILABLE from Siren-BookStrand
The Tiger’s Masquerade ~ Coming from MojoCastle Press