Hello friends;
I'm really pleased today to welcome Angelica Dawson to the Room. Angelica has a hot new release from Naughty Nights Press, and it looks scrumptious. Vampires, sexiness, what's not to love?
Without further ado, I'm turning it over to Angelica, because I'm ready to get this party started! Welcome Angelica!
Eternity
How long would you spend verifying that the person you are
with is the one you want to spend eternity with? And in this case, I really
mean eternity. Not your life, you are immortal, eternity.
Julia has one sexual encounter to make her case.
Could you do it? Could you name that quintessential
character that you would look for? Could you devise a test for it?
This is something we all do in the course of our lives. We
aren't vampires like my characters, we have a limited life-time with our
spouses, but there is still something that tells you it's time to make that
leap, to go from a casual couple to a committed relationship. What is it? I
imagine it's different for all of us, just as it is for all of the vampires in
Blue Moon House.
I should explain. Julia has only one encounter with each
vampire, but there are seven in the house. It's a lot of work to prove yourself
seven times, in seven different ways. I won't tell you how each of them does
it, but I can tell you how I did it in my real life.
I had been friends with this guy for over a year. We lived
in the same tiny hamlet, took the same hour long bus ride to and from the
University. He was a little weird, but in a geeky kind of way. I'm a little
geeky myself, so that worked. He started hitting on me and I wasn't ready to
move past friends. He chilled and we became even better friends, escalating to
roommates when the commute was officially deemed to suck. We moved in with a
third friend to a flat nearer the U. Living with him, seeing his response to me
when I'm manic, me when I'm depressed, me when I'm on a deadline and will
strangle anyone who gets in my way... well, he loved them all. That was what
did it. When he looked at me walking out of my room with my hair in a nest and
still had that cute smile that said, you're hot. When he brought a phone into
my room so I could call my mom because I didn't have the will to get out of
bed. We started dating soon after moving in together and we were engaged only a
few months later.
Could I have chosen him on a night's notice? Nope. It wasn't
love at first sight. But it was friends at first words, and that, I think, will
last longer and make stronger all the romantic parts. In the end, we're still
friends, and we always will be.
Interested in Blue Moon House? I will give a copy away to a
commenter! Let me know how you chose the person to spend your life with, or how
you would if they magically appeared at your door. Also your email address.
Blurb:
Anyone coming to Blue Moon House knows what to expect. Their reputation in the BDSM community is legend. However, one aspect of their House is not public knowledge. One thing is sworn secret by every sumbissive who contracts with them. No one must ever share the nature of the Dominants in Blue Moon House. In return for sexual pleasure beyond previous experience, the members of the House take payment in blood. Vampire erotica with no limits, this first story of Blue Moon House follows Julia as she attempts to transcend humanity and submissive nature to become a Dominant in the House. First, she must prove herself to each of the seven vampires of the House, and each will exact a heavy cost.
Excerpt:
“MmmmMmmaximum.” Julia wept loudly.
Blood was trickling down her back and over her breasts where the cruel whip had
broken her skin. She burned everywhere, stinging from her first beating at his
hand, and then adding the salt of sweat, the blood. Sagging against the chains
that held her mostly upright, she sobbed bitterly.
The whip was gone and Harry was
there, releasing her wrists. “Terrance. Did you have to be so hard?”
The tall, icy man softened for the
first time Julia had seen. “Everyone has a limit. If she would join us, I would
know hers. Now, I do. Take care of her, Harrold.”
Julia’s mind logged the response but
couldn’t think about it in the midst of the pain. Harry was licking her wounds,
his saliva closing them faster but burning them further. Julia screamed again.
“Hush,” Harry said with concern, his
voice soft and familiar, a raft for Julia to grasp in the sea of pain. There
was a stabbing in her leg.
“That will help. You will sleep soon,
Julia. In the morning, the pain will be much less, I promise,” Terrance told
her, pulling her hair off her face and mopping it with a cool cloth.
“I-I’m not...” She didn’t know how to
ask if she was unworthy.
“You impress me, Julia. I look
forward to having centuries to get to know more of you, other limits.”
Julia flinched, crying out and
hugging Harry. Terrance laughed and the difference between that and the cold
demands, the hard mocking he’d given her all night made her turn back.
“Never pain, Julia. I found that
limit.”
She relaxed, the drug they’d given her
taking effect. It didn’t make her dopey, but she was exhausted. Terrance had
followed only hours after Lynn. Julia hoped that was the end of the women. All
had known of her distaste, but only Jocelyn had pushed it, knowing she could be
pushed. Lynn had been more like Sophia.
When she woke on the large bed, she
did ache, but all the burning was gone. She saw welts all over her body, but
smelled a tincture that had been applied to speed her healing. It was working.
She rose slowly though, wincing at times, to find herself breakfast.
For the first time, Julia wondered
just how many vampires there were in Blue Moon House. Was she near the end yet?
She hadn’t changed her mind. Her family lived far away and she only saw them on
holidays. She had a few friends she would miss keenly, but they would be fine
without her. No one depended on her, except possibly her co-workers, and she’d
been meaning to walk out on them for months now.
“Whoa. Are you okay?” one of the
other submissives, a man of middle years, asked.
Julia nodded, sitting very gingerly
in the dining room. Pain spread across her bottom and then receded a little
after she had sat a moment. Sucking through her teeth, she pushed it away. Then
she lifted her juice.
“Who?” he asked. It wasn’t a common
question. Masters were usually kept private.
“Terrance,” Julia’s voice was a
croak.
The man’s mouth hung open. “But
Terrance never... I mean, I hope you feel better soon.”
Julia grabbed at his elbow. “You
belong to Terrance?” she asked.
“I did,” the man answered. “He was
too soft, too gentle for what I wanted. He sent me to Will.” The man’s grin
gleamed. “I’m very happy now.”
Julia stiffened and regretted it when
her bruises panged. Will, she was sure, would have her next. “I see. Have you
had other Masters?”
“Not in the House. I’m Justin.” He
offered his hand and Julia took it. “You’re older than most,” he observed.
She chuckled. “So are you.” Most of
the submissives were in their mid-twenties. Both Julia and Justin were well
over thirty. Julia was only a year and a bit from forty. It had posed problems
when she started in the BDSM community - no one had wanted her. Blue Moon
House, Harry specifically, had not turned her away after one session.
“Touché. Why Terrance?” he asked.
Julia shook her head, sure she couldn’t
tell him, unsure if she was even allowed.
“Who is your Master normally?” Justin
asked.
Julia’s eyes went soft. “Harry.”
Justin smiled. “I’ve often wished he
took men. Not that I’m not happy with Will. I thought about it most when I was
with Terrance,” he admitted.
Julia simply nodded. She ate slowly,
relishing the nourishment, the fluids. Her body felt every year of thirty-eight
today. The spare flesh had been kind to her in the beginning, cushioning blows
so they stung but didn’t bruise. She’d lost weight, though not a lot, since
coming here and her joints ached in a way they hadn’t a year or two ago.
She chuckled to herself as Justin
rose. He quirked an eyebrow and she shook her head. “Nothing.” She’d just been
thinking how little she’d miss those aches when she was a vampire.
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