Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Update and a Sneak Peak of "Touchable Darkness: Demon Breeding"
Hi there all. I have been busy writing two longer than normal pieces, so I haven't had a moment to myself to write a blog post. I hope to get them out this week (but the characters keep yelling at me to add more chapters). Here is a sneak Peak from Touchable Darkness: Demon Breeding (Cover reveal later in the week)
I did as he asked, slowly standing and pulling my pants off and then tugging my shirt over my head so that I was still in my undergarments. Hey I did what he asked, he didn’t say how much to undress.
He glared as he swung his open hand, a strong blow stinging my hip. I hissed and jumped, the flesh already red and inflamed.
“All of it. Now.”
I glared back, if I couldn’t defy him directly, I would think about how nasty this evil, muscular, handsome, chiseled jawed, beefcake was. Okay, so I was failing miserably. Still, I stripped as slowly as possible out of my remaining garments. When I got to my bra I unclasped it slowly, removing my breasts one cup at a time, the flesh mounds bouncing out of their holder, giggling gently as the peak puckered in the cool air. I tried to cover them with an arm but a stern look from macho demon forced me to slip off my panties instead. So I did, stepping out of them to reveal my fleshy softness, shaven bare.
“Come here.” He commanded, his finger motioning for me.
I hesitated for a moment but took the few steps necessarily so that our bodies were almost touching. He could break me in two if he wanted, and being this close reminded me of his power. It didn’t feel like when I was with Samael, there was no adoration on his part, only a lust for power; I could feel it radiating from him. It was a bit intoxicating and I was surprised to feel that familiar discomfort building between my legs. I couldn’t believe that he could have this effect on me, I kind of found him a strange mix of extremely attractive and repulsive at the same time.
“You need to learn how to talk to your betters, little human,” Caim informed me, “I am a prince and you are a peasant. Now get on your knees.”