By Tabitha
Rayne (Guest Blogger)
I
am so delighted to be here at Lisabet's place – thank you for
having me Ms Sarai. Now, Lisabet will probably have no idea about
this at all but she played a important role in my confidence with
this trilogy I'm currently touring. I sometimes worry that my ideas
are a little bit 'out there' for the reading public... When I was
thinking about this series of books, I knew the lovers would be
separated at some point but would build a bond so strong that when
they climax, no matter where they are in the world, their spirits
would soar and meet on a sexual spiritual plane in unbounded eternal
passion.
Riiigghht...
But
wait, wait, it works! (Does it? - the doubting mind of a writer...)
When I was almost finished writing this and getting caught up in it
all – still doubting whether it would be something people would
want to read, I happened upon a story by Lisabet in the Seeing Stars
anthology called Bodies of Light. The characters were light beings
from other worlds joining with humans. It is superb and gave me the
confidence to believe that what I had written wasn't completely
weird! So thank you for that Lisabet – it is a lovely erotic story
set in deep space – well worth a read if you love sexy sci-fi.
The
Meeting Point isn't set in space and the characters aren't made of
light but they slip into that other place where souls collide and
magic happens. I hope you fancy going on the journey with them.
I
wanted to share a snippet where the characters do fall into the
orgasmic realm but I set myself these rules where I'm doing
consecutive snippets so you can read the first few chapters of my
book if you follow this tour... so if you want some lovin' in the
sexosphere – you may have to buy one ;) - or add a comment with your email and enter to win
the 2nd
book (that's the one that really explores the Ultimate Unity theme).
This
is snippet 6 of 10.
Blurb
– The Meeting Point
A
story of love, freedom, and the future of mankind. Deborah Regan has
broken free from the prison where she’s been unjustly held for the
past eight years. The scale of the devastation to the land outside is
overwhelming. Toxins have taken hold, and the planet is dying.
Deborah vows to find her lover Marcus and flee to the safety of the
hills where their story first began.
Marcus
is one of the few remaining men left on earth, and Deborah finds him
held captive at a pleasure farm where he is kept to service rich and
powerful women. Escape for him is complex and dangerous. They can
only hope that the trio who helped Deborah before will come to their
aid. Marcus has heard from his clients over the years of a mythical
place with its own microclimate that toxin clouds seem to miss. He is
sure they can find it and will be able to build a future together.
Mae,
Lena, and Angelo feel compelled to find Deborah and Marcus who they
know have a special connection that might prove essential to their
survival. They make haste to track the couple and realize the plan
they have chosen is fraught with danger and conflict.
Will
they make it to the utopia Marcus dreams of?
Content
Warning: contains graphic sex scenes with multiple partners,
including m/f and f/f sexual interaction, strong language, and end of
the world shenanigans
*The
explosive climax to Taking Flight and A Clockwork
Butterfly.
Deborah stood on her
tiptoes to get a view of her whole face in the wall mirror. She
looked crazed. Her hair was long and wild with bits of heather still
clinging to it. She pulled her fingers through the knots, trying to
gain some sort of control over the crow’s nest that adorned her
head. Washing her face properly, she wondered if she dare give her
body a quick going over. Being clean for her lover suddenly seemed
very important. She pulled down one of the towels from the bales on
the shelving. She filled the basin and used the wet cloth to rub away
what dirt she could, nervous that someone might come in as she stood
with her legs akimbo, attending to her intimate areas. She wanted to
be pretty, alluring, and beautiful for Marcus. Eight years.
She arched up on her toes once more and examined her face for signs
of aging. Her hair, though still wild, didn’t seem to have any gray
filtering through it, and her role in the prison had made sure she
didn’t get cursed with many laughter lines. There was, however, a
deep frown carving its way between her brows. She was dismayed to see
it and tried to smooth it away with her fingertips. Never mind,
she thought, I’ll replace it with smile lines soon.
One last twist to
check her profile and she left the sanctuary of the restroom. The
throng of women, all ages and sizes, seemed to have increased in the
time she’d been away. This was good. Deborah made her way through
the bundles and knots of excited females over to what looked like an
information or reception desk.
“Welcome to
Crester Farm. How may I help today?” A very pretty woman smiled in
the plastic way Deborah remembered people used to in the years before
the terror began. It was disconcerting. The weight of her escape bore
down on her and she began to feel alien. She’d been out of society
for so long she had no idea what was expected, how she was meant to
act.
“Yes, I want an
appointment to see a male.” Her voice was steady enough, she
thought, a good start.
“Don’t we all?”
The receptionist laughed and Deborah felt stupid. “I take it you
have booked. The waiting lists are long.”
“Oh, I…”
Deborah’s cheeks heated. Stupid. She decided to be
honest...well, to a degree. “It’s my first time. I have no idea
about the procedure.”
To her relief, the
woman smiled kindly.
“Don’t worry, we
have lots of first timers every day.” The woman opened up a large
ledger book and dipped her pen, ready to write. “So, I’ll need
some details. And we take payment up front.”
Damn. Deborah
fondled the near empty coin pouch in her robes.
“Oh, I’m only
here for the day. Are you sure there’s no way you can squeeze me
in? I’ve traveled such a long way.”
The woman must have
seen the desperation in Deborah’s eyes and her expression softened,
something flashing across it—familiarity? Deborah shook the thought
away. The last thing she wanted was to be recognized.
“Well, I’m
afraid I really can’t give you an appointment, but I could let you
into the oxytocin bars. There isn’t an official time book for
there, just a sort of queue.”
“What kind of
bar?”
“You know, where
the pheromones are piped in from the servicing chambers.”
“Oh yes, of
course, forgive me. I’ve had a long journey and could do with some
refreshment.”
“Listen, please
don’t mention I helped you in this way,” she said, opening her
drawer and taking out a thin leather strap with a green bead on it.
“It’s just...I saw you faint earlier in the crowd, and reckon you
really are in need of a little oxy-boost.”
Deborah couldn’t
believe her luck and held out her wrist for the woman to tie the
leather band on.
“Now, this will
get you into the bar and the viewing chamber.”
Deborah had to hold
in a shriek and steady her body which had started to shake. “Thank
you, thank you,” she gushed. “But why are you helping me?”
The woman leaned in,
casting a shifty glance around the female filled room. “You look
different. You seem different to all these other rich bitches,” she
said in a low voice.
Shit. She did stand
out.
“And
besides...” The woman held tight to her wrist and breathed the
words right into her ear. “I know you.”...
Book
3: The
Meeting Point
–
out now! And what this post's been all about:
Book
1: A Clockwork Butterfly Now
Available for only 99c!
Book
2: Taking Flight
– now available – comment on any of my tour posts and I'll pop
you in a draw for a copy of this one – if you can't wait, here's
the buy links:
About
Tabitha
Tabitha
Rayne has been told she is quirky, lovely and kinky – not
necessarily in that order or by the same person. She writes erotic
romance and as long as there’s a love scene – she’ll explore
any genre.
Her
short stories are included in anthologies from Cleis Press, Ravenous
Romance, HarperCollins Mischief, Xcite, Oysters & Chocolate,
Burning Books Press and House of Erotica. Her novella, Mia's Books
won a Reader's Choice Award with TwoLips reviews. The Meeting Point
is the third book in The Clockwork Butterfly trilogy from Beachwalk
Press.
Tabitha
also has a passion for art and takes great pleasure in painting nude
ladies.
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to catch you somewhere on the interweb x x x
