I’m
delighted to have my friend and blog-mate Ashe Barker visiting today,
to tell us a bit about herself and her latest release, Theirs:Found and Claimed. Oh, she has a giveaway at the end, too! ~ Lisabet
Lisabet:
How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?
Ashe:
I think I have approaching fifty titles out now, and they are all
erotic stories. Some are more BDSM themed and some are
spanking/domestic discipline. At first I wrote just contemporary
stories, then I started adding a few historicals as well, and one
paranormal so far. Theirs: Found and Claimed is my third
sci-fi and I love writing in this genre.
Why
do you enjoy writing sci-fi?
Because
I love the idea of playing God. I can create just the world(s) I
want, set up whatever social system suits my story, and craft the
most amazing characters. The usual laws of physics, time, and
cultural behavior don’t count so the story-telling can be much more
creative and inventive in an alternative universe. Stories which
might be really controversial if written as a contemporary romance
can be ‘cloaked’ in a sci-fi.
Do
you see writing as a career?
Yes.
I try to be fairly ordered about it. I like to be at my desk (well,
more accurately the kitchen table) laptop fired up and coffee to
hand, by nine in the morning and I tend to write for most of the day
then. There are also a lot of related tasks to keep on top of, mainly
to do with promo or research, or keeping in touch with readers and
other authors. It’s definitely a full-time job for me.
If
you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you
were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?
I
was given lots of advice as a teenager, much of it unsolicited and
not especially good. I think we all have to make our own mistakes,
but hopefully I haven’t made the same mistake to many times. That
would be sad.
Looking
back, I think the most important thing I picked up along the way was
that we all have choices, all the time. We’re entitled to choose
our own way in life, but we should also be ready to own and accept
the consequences of our decisions.
Someone
once invited me to cast my mind forward to a time perhaps sixty years
from now when I’ll be long-gone and my daughter (currently
eighteen) is herself entering old age. Imagine she’s talking to her
grandchildren, telling them about me. What would I like her to be
saying? My actions now, today, will dictate what those obituaries
might be so don’t leave it until later to be the sort of person you
want to be remembered as.
If
you had to describe yourself using three words, it would be…
Resilient.
Creative. Calm.
What
would you do if you were the last person on this earth?
Turn
out the lights.
And
now, onto the information about the book!
Blurb
Who
is she? What is she? And what will they do with her?
When
they board
a derelict
spacecraft in
search of
valuable scrap
metal, the
last thing
Luca and
Sylvan expect
is to
stumble upon
a beautiful,
naked woman
in need
of medical
assistance.
Despite her
protests, they
bring her
back to
their ship,
treat her
illness, and
take it
upon themselves
to look
after her.
After
she contracted
the virus
that wiped
out her
people and
killed everyone
else on
her ship,
Llianna didn’t
expect to
survive, and
she is
shocked when
she awakens
from a
comatose state
with two
men standing
over her.
Once she
regains her
health, however,
she is
horrified to
realize that
she is
about to
enter her
fertile period,
a uniquely
vulnerable time
for females
of her
species.
Knowing that she will
end up begging Luca and Sylvan to take her in any way they please if
she doesn’t act quickly, she flees in her partially-repaired ship,
only to be caught, stripped bare, and spanked soundly. The stern
punishment leaves her desire burning even more fiercely, and soon she
is writhing in ecstasy as her handsome rescuers claim her hard and
thoroughly.
Though
Luca and
Sylvan make
it clear
that she
is free
to go
once her
ship is
finally fully
operational
again, Llianna
finds herself
yearning to
belong to
them completely,
and as
she learns
to submit
to their
firm, loving
dominance, her
passion for
them grows
more intense
with each
passing day.
But when
she discovers
that she
is not
the last
of her
kind after
all, will
she leave
the men
she loves
to live
amongst her
own people?
Publisher’s
Note: Theirs: Found and Claimed
includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends
you, please don’t buy this book.
Excerpt (X-Rated)
“Am
I hurting
you?” Sylvan
is sliding
his fingers
in and
out of
my wet
pussy, the
motion slow,
deliberate,
utterly
seductive. All
the while
Luca continues
to torment
my clit,
teasing me
to a
near frenzy
then allowing
his fingers
to slide
away until
he barely
touches me.
I
shake my
head as
I gnaw
on my
lower lip.
This is
wonderful, the
sensations they
are creating
are sheer
unadulterated
bliss, but
it’s
torture too.
I yearn
for… something,
something more.
But at
the same
time I
never want
this to
end.
“That’s
two fingers.
This is
three…”
Sylvan pulls
his fingers
out of
me again,
then carefully
parts my
pussy lips
with his
free hand
before slipping
back inside.
The stretch
is delicious,
the slight
burn at
my entrance
intoxicating. I
am aware
of every
callused
centimetre of
his long
digits as
they ease
back inside
me and
my body
reshapes to
accept them.
“Does
this hurt?”
The question
is murmured,
Sylvan’s
voice low
and compelling,
“or this?”
He somehow
twists his
hand within
me to
change the
angle of
his penetration.
He scissors
his fingers,
rubbing a
spot somewhere
on the
front wall
of my
pussy. Everything
I was
already feeling
is intensified,
as though
white lights
explode in
my head,
behind my
eyes. My
entire body
convulses now
and I
let out
a high-pitched
moan.
Luca takes a firm hold
on my clit and squeezes hard, pulling as he does so. The pleasure is
beyond belief, and seems to rush into that one single place, the very
core of my being. Helpless to resist, unable to control my response
even if I wanted to, I splinter.
There’s
warmth, wetness,
even more
than before.
Sylvan’s
fingers move
easily inside
me, skilled
and accurate,
drawing my
response out,
bringing me
back to
that shimmering
peak again
and again.
I am
floating, my
bones liquid,
my senses
shattered. There
is nothing
in this
universe beyond
the amazing
sensations
exploding at
my core
then rippling
out to
fill every
extremity of
my body.
I lose any sense of
time, of space, but that does not matter because they have me. I
drift, suspended between reality and some magical, mystical realm
beyond, unable to comprehend what has just happened. I settle back
down, breathless, and the heady sensations dissipate. I become aware
of my surroundings again, and of my still-overwhelming need. The
phase is relentless, assuaged only momentarily by the rush of my
release. If anything, my need to have Sylvan inside me, fully
sheathed within my needy pussy, is greater now, even more compelling.
“She
just gushed.
We’re
swimming in
it down
here.” Again
I do
not comprehend
Sylvan’s
meaning, but
his tone
is warm
and he
seems satisfied
with the
situation.
“Excellent,
that’ll
help. Now
would be
a good
time then…”
Luca relinquishes
his hold
on my
clit and
reaches for
my spread
legs. He
grips me
behind each
knee and
pulls my
thighs wider
apart, at
the same
time tilting
me up
a little
as though
to offer
me to
Sylvan. “Relax,
sweetheart.
You’ll
love this
bit, I
promise.”
I
go limp
in Luca’s
arms as
the other
male rises
up to
kneel on
the bed.
I crane
my neck
to peer
down and
watch, detached
almost as
Sylvan positions
his awesome
cock at
my entrance
then begins
to press
forward. He
uses his
fingers to
part my
pussy lips
to gain
better access,
then suddenly
the entire
head of
his cock
is inside
me. The
lips of
my pussy
are spread
wide, stretching
around him
and I
am intensely
aware of
every intimate
detail.
I
stiffen, and
whimper softly.
Luca’s
breath is
on my
neck. “Are
we hurting
you?”
“No,”
I manage,
“not hurting.
It is
just… it
feels so
strange.”
“Mmm,
I’ll
bet.” He
nibbles on
my earlobe
before opening
his lips
around the
skin in
the crook
of my
neck and
sucking there.
The sensation
is almost
as erotic
as Sylvan’s
slow, steady
penetration and
I moan
quietly.
Sylvan leans forward,
his right hand on the bed to support his weight and his left finds my
breast. He caresses the lower curve then flicks my nipple with his
fingertip. The unexpected stimulation unleashes another rush of
sensation and I thrust against him, impaling myself yet more on his
solid cock. He sinks in, and the stretch feels near impossible as my
body parts to admit him. Then he stops. He has reached the limit, the
point beyond which it is not possible to proceed. I chance a quick
glance down to see perhaps half his length still visible and I know
this is not quite correct. I was right, he is just too large, too—
“Aagh!”
I scream
as a
searing pain
stabs me,
momentarily
taking my
breath away.
In that
instant Sylvan
moves, shifts,
and the
remainder of
his massive
cock drives
forward to
fill me.
It is done, and I am
dead.
About
Ashe Barker
USA
Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and
spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM,
paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is
a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males
and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and
there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover.
However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant,
and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.
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