Happy New Year! What’s in store

Happy New Year everyone from me and Ai Press! I hope you have a happy healthy 2011. For my part, I will continue to try and bring you the best erotic romances possible. Coming up in the next months:

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Reward of Courage
Author: D.H. Starr
Genre: M/M; Contemporary
Length: Long novel
ISBN: TBA
Release Date: TBA

Cover art: Les Byerley

Hot new M/M author, D. H. Starr delivers his latest tale of love, sexual exploration and the challenges of relationship. The road of love is fraught with difficulty, even when you’re sure that man is your soul-mate.

Derek Thompson and Scott Thayer met in high school. Facing challenges and overcoming obstacles that would make lesser young men fold, they now have the chance to forge a life together. As they enter college, they finally have the time and space to discover each other sexually and give their virginity to each other. However, in spite of the erotic thrill of exploration, there are still challenges ahead, challenges that will test their love and devotion…

While Derek wants to live as an openly gay man, Scott wishes to maintain a degree of privacy. Not only that, but another freshman, Tyrell Jackson, becomes infatuated with Derek and wants Derek for his own. In the face of these threats to their burgeoning relationship, Derek and Scott are forced to look within themselves and make difficult decisions which will change both of their lives forever.

Is their relationship strong enough to bear the strain of balancing their needs as individuals and as a couple? The only way Derek and Scott will attain their ultimate reward is by finding the courage to face their fears. Will they rise to the challenge?

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Delicious Love Triangle
Author: Sedonia Guillone
Genre: M/F/M Menage; Contemporary
Length: TBA
ISBN: TBA
Release date: TBA

No sex between roommates! This is the rule that Hana and her two best friends, Hiko and Shinji live by. So, Hana decides, it’s not really breaking the rule to ask her two handsome buddies to pose in erotic positions for her while she sketches what she hopes to be the manlove graphic novel that will launch her career as a manga artist. After all, Hiko and Shinji are both straight. Even better, they’re both agreeable to the plan. It’s the perfect arrangement until…

Seeing Hiko and Shinji together arouses Hana to no end. How will she be able to control herself watching their naked bodies entwined, watching them engage in acts that are the stuff of her wildest fantasies? What’s more, bit by bit, the three of them are starting to break their most important rule.

Hiko and Shinji have both been in love with Hana for a long time and out of their love for her, they’ve respected her stupid rule about no sex. But when Hana asks them to pose for her, they see their perfect chance to do away with regulation and get the woman they love into a position of their own.

Content warning: Contains male/male sexual acts, voyeurism, exhibitionism and multiple partner sex.

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Holiday Sale!

Hi everyone – to celebrate the holidays, Ai Press is having a Buy 1 Get 1 Sale! From now until New Year’s, buy an e-book DIRECTLY OFF AI SITE and receive a second at equal or lesser value FREE.

Shortly after the purchase goes through, you’ll receive a personal e-mail requesting the free book of your choice. It will be e-mailed to you.
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New and hot from Ai Press!

Dark Slave
Author: Lee Ash
Genre: BDSM; Erotica
Length: Novel
Line: Dark Sins (Pure erotica)
Word count: 65,772
ISBN-13: 978-1456464868
ISBN-10: 1456464868
MSR: 6.99
You pay: 5.49

Cover art: Les Byerley

Available at Ai Press!

HTML, Rocket, Palm DOC and LIT formats available at All Romance Ebooks

Laura’s nights are spent in tormented ecstasy, but who is this supernatural master who commands her and makes her submit to his will?

Three people, a private investigator, a hypnotist and a professor with a curious specialty, receive a summons to try and unravel the mystery of the ‘Dark Slave’. All three are involved in the world of S & M but the revelations that await them are stranger and more erotic than they could ever have imagined. A tangled web of domination over this beautiful submissive is slowly revealed and acted out while Laura’s fate hangs in the balance.

Content warning: This novel contains graphic F/F scenes, female anal penetration, M/F/M group sex, D/s, spanking, piercings and cat o’nine tails. Basically, it’s about as HOT as a book can get!!
Publisher’s note: Dark Slave has been previously published and extensively revised for release with Ai Press.

Excerpt:

Not caring about her nudity, Laura stepped out of the bedroom and onto the darkness of the landing.

“Laura…”

The landing was unlit and empty. A line of eerie green light came from beneath the door of the captain’s computer room but its glow didn’t stretch any further. She could hear the whispered creaks and groans of the house weathering the night but, other than that, all was still. Her heartbeat fluttered, she was struck by a moment’s hesitation, and gooseflesh prickled her forearms and back. It was not a response she could blame on the typical inclement chill of her beloved Cumbria. She knew it was because she had been summoned. All thoughts of delaying were instantly banished. Untroubled that she couldn’t see she started down the stairs. She walked with the confidence of familiarity. Each step was assured because, over the previous year, she had grown used to walking around the captain’s house where she lived as his servant.

“Laura. Come quickly, my dark slave. Come quickly, Laura.”

Hurrying down the stairs, one hand resting on the curve of the banister and the polished wood of each step chilling the soles of her bare feet, Laura hastened to obey. She didn’t hesitate in the dark gloom of the hallway, rushing immediately off to the house’s dining room. Not daring to touch the light switch she walked warily to the center of the room and, as she had always been taught to do, she put her arms behind her back.

“At last,” the voice whispered.

Strong hands stroked between her shoulder blades. They reached for her with an eagerness that belied their owner’s bluff of sounding blasé. The fingers that touched her were icy and she suppressed her body’s need to shiver. That urge became unbearable when the hand reached for one breast and squeezed. She wasn’t entirely sure if the person touching her was the person she expected, and fear kept her throat locked so she was unable to ask the question. The low tone of voice and the omnipresent darkness all conspired to keep the secret.

One nipple was caught between a finger and thumb. The sensation of cold melted to a blossom of delight and then became a pinprick of anguish. The fat bud of flesh was held in a punitive grip that made her want to shrink away and scream. But Laura stood motionless, allowing him to do whatever he wanted. When he finally wrenched his hand away she even managed to contain the gasp of protest that bubbled behind her lips.

“Stay silent and keep your hands behind your back, Laura.”

They were instructions she had been going to obey. Even though the room was held in the thrall of impenetrable darkness, she nodded consent. Her other nipple was caught in the same chilly hand that had held her before and she closed her eyes to properly appreciate the pain. Her skin was already sensitive and eager to suffer the brutal attention, and she savored the delicious sensation. Swallowing thickly, perspiring as her body tried to come to terms with the shrill and penetrating suffering, she wanted to groan when he finally released his hold on her.

There were no footsteps on the wooden floor as he disappeared behind her. The only indication that he had moved was the caress of hemp against her wrists. Laura opened her eyes and found the room remained as dark as it had always been. The fog outside prevented moonlight from reaching the windows and there wasn’t even enough light for her to see shadows, shapes or silhouettes. In the oppressive gloom she could only hear the quickening pulse of her heartbeat and detect the musky scent of her own mounting excitement.

A tremor of arousal fluttered through her as he began to bind her wrists. She had never been able to understand why those two responses were always linked but she couldn’t deny that they invariably accompanied each other. As soon as her body was forced to suffer any sort of restraint—whether it was manacles around her ankles, a rope around her wrists, or some other binding securing a part of her body—Laura knew the swell of excitement was going to rise in her loins. She drew a slow breath to steady her nerves but that didn’t stop the fluid heat from surging through her sex. The inner muscles of her pussy began to throb with growing need and the sensitive tips of her nipples ached sympathetically.

Out of habit she squeezed her buttocks taut.

The rope encircled her wrists. Its coarse weave scratched at her and then bit tight. Laura made no attempt to avoid the bondage as the rope was wound carefully around her forearms. Binding her arms in such a way pushed her shoulders back and forced her breasts out. She wondered if this was a deliberate reason for him tying her in this manner. If their relationship had been based on anything other than a dominant and submissive basis she might have found the courage to ask.

Instead, all she could do was trust him. The way she had always trusted him. He knew just the right amount of pain she enjoyed and never overstepped their agreed-upon bounds.

“So much rope,” he breathed.

With her elbows tight together, the binding around her wrists was impossible to escape, and she felt him pulling hard. A whisper of the rope brushed against one buttock and she flinched from its unexpected caress. When the hemp pushed more firmly against her rear, then slipped between her thighs, she understood where he was taking the bondage.

Her pulse rate increased. She swallowed down a fresh burst of nerves and tried to glance nervously over her shoulder.

The room’s blackness made it impossible to see if he was there or not. It was only when she felt him start to tug the rope between her legs, she realized he had finished binding her wrists and moved from behind her.

The coarse weave of the hemp was like sandpaper against her pussy lips. The sensation of being scoured was wickedly exciting and she relished every blistering caress as the length drew against her sex. Admittedly there was an element of pain—there was always an element of pain—but it took nothing from the marvelous sensation of having her sex lips treated with such brutal disregard.

She gasped as the rope was pulled tight.

He drew the length up against her chest, tugging the rope so it crushed firmly against her sex. She could feel the labia being bruised by the rope and almost cried out when her labia spread over the thick, round length. The pressure against her clitoris was phenomenal and she didn’t know whether her response was governed by agony or ecstasy.

Behind the Book: Delicious Love Triangle

This post is reproduced from my guest spot on Madelynne Ellis’ blog. Right now she’s doing a sexy Advent Calendar which is really fun and cool!

Behind the book:

In Delicious Love Triangle, Hana is a clothing designer. She is a popular designer of of looks for the fashion tribes of Tokyo and works for one particular shop that features her work. The fashion tribes are a phenomena in Tokyo. The various styles originate spontaneously and are a vibrant part of the culture of young people in that city, changing every few weeks, literally. The looks there differ from anything we’re used to seeing in fashion – they’re fun, whimsical and very visually alive, incorporating so many different elements into one outfit. My favorite name of one of the types of fashion is Gothic Lolita. You can imagine. When I did my research for this story in order to portray the heroine, Hana, I went to http://www.style-arena.jp/en/ . However, the story opens with Hana being laid off from the store where she works because the owner’s new wife wants her position. Well, as the story unfolds, Hana finds a new, much, much better position!

In addition to be a clothes designer, Hana is a talented mangaka (Japanese for graphic novel artist). This is an example of one of her sketches.

Delicious Love Triangle

No sex between roommates! This is the rule that Hana and her two best friends, Hiko and Shinji live by. So, Hana decides, it’s not really breaking the rule to ask her two handsome buddies to pose in erotic positions for her while she sketches what she hopes to be the manlove graphic novel that will launch her career as a manga artist. After all, Hiko and Shinji are both straight. Even better, they’re both agreeable to the plan. It’s the perfect arrangement until…

Seeing Hiko and Shinji together arouses Hana to no end. How will she be able to control herself watching their naked bodies entwined, watching them engage in acts that are the stuff of her wildest fantasies? What’s more, bit by bit, the three of them are starting to break their most important rule.

Hiko and Shinji have both been in love with Hana for a long time and out of their love for her, they’ve respected her stupid rule about no sex. But when Hana asks them to pose for her, they see their perfect chance to do away with regulation and get the woman they love into a position of their own.

Content warning: Contains male/male sexual acts, voyeurism, exhibitionism and multiple partner sex.

Excerpt:

Ohhh. Hana covered her mouth to stifle her cry. Then she blinked. Was this possible? Keeping her hand firmly over her mouth she sank to her knees in the hallways and leaned forward as much as she dared. Her heart leaped into her throat. Had Hiko really just rolled on top of Shinji? Were they really naked in the bed together, their mouths locked together in a deep hot kiss?

The soji was slid back the few inches she’d left it when she’d gone back to her room to draw, fully expecting that Shinji would leave after her to go to his room. How absolutely wrong she’d been.

Her heart pounded, sending heated blood down every vein in her body. She could just feel it, like darts of fire. The searing warmth concentrated at the apex of her thighs, which pulsed now, and her breasts felt suddenly full and heavy, her nipples grazing her camisole.

Like lovers, her two friends undulated in the bed, their bodies entwined. Hana blinked again, still thinking the vision would dispel. But it didn’t. Hiko’s muscular body and pale skin contrasted with the tan hue of Shinji’s slim, leanly muscled frame. Shinji’s legs were locked around Hiko’s hips, the soles of his feet resting on the backs of Hiko’s sloping thighs. Like every yaoi manga she’d ever read, the two men sighed and moaned, and
emanated passion.

Guilt assailed her. She was violating their privacy, spying on them like this. But then, they shouldn’t have left the door slid back, right? She started to turn, pulled back by another masculine moan. Her gaze whipped up to the bed. Hiko had pulled from Shinji’s kiss and now nibbled at the other man’s collarbone. One of Hiko’s large hands spanned Shinji’s hip.

The throbbing in Hana’s pussy intensified. She sat, frozen, staring at them, feeling her eyes stretched open as wide as they’d go. Hiko’s tongue came out and licked across Shinji’s dark nipple. Shinji arched his back, as if to push his flesh deeper into Hiko’s mouth. Hana stifled another moan, lest her friends catch her spying. Her cheeks burned mercilessly, both with excitement and guilt, yet she couldn’t have moved even if
someone had set her on fire.

Gleaming ribbons of cum still streaked the two men’s muscles. Hana realized Shinji had climaxed all over Hiko when she’d passed by the door on her way to the kitchen for a drink of water. Hiko skimmed thick fingertips over Shinji’s stomach, gathering the milky fluid. Lifting his mouth from Shinji’s chest, he leaned back. Hana’s mouth gaped open. In all the years she’d known Hiko and Shinji, she’d never seen either of them naked. Hiko’s erection pointed upward with the angle of his body. Thick and veined, it jutting from a nest of inky black pubic hair that fanned around it and funneled into a thin trail up to his navel.

She gulped, her eyes feeling as if they were bulging from her head. She shifted her a few inches and felt then how swollen and moist her pussy was. Her gaze locked onto Hiko’s movements. He was smoothing the cum up and down the shaft of his cock. He gathered more cum and reached down, between Shinji’s legs. Ohhh. His thick fingertips worked over Shinji’s hole while Shinji groaned and arched his back. Shinji was a natural uke, the way he submitted to the man who was preparing to take him.