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Showing posts with label Deep Space Mission Corps. Show all posts

Saturday Snippet: Deep Space Mission Corps series (Adult)

Saturday, September 21, 2013
Yes, I'm planning on writing more in the Deep Space Mission Corps world beyond the first four books. (And yes, for those who are asking, I will be writing more books in the Space Confederation world, too. I just have to get some of these more loudly screaming books written and out of my head first. LOL)

For those of you not familiar with my Deep Space Mission Corps series, the initial main story arc consists of the first four books:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind

I love these books. I had fun (and shed tears) writing them. I grew up on Doctor Who and the original Star Trek. I love character-driven sci-fi that doesn't obsess over the technology. That's what I strove to do these books.


[Menage Amour 34: Futuristic Menage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F with various combination of M/M, M/F, M/M/F, M/M/M, monogamous polyamory]  

Dr. Emilia Hypatia is recently-graduated and looking for adventure. She's an Alpha-ranked healer, has a degree in psychology, and empath training. Fresh out of a bad relationship with a cheating ex, her five-year assignment to the Deep Space Mission Corps vessel, Tamora Bight, seems ideal. Especially when she meets the three handsome crewmen she'll spend her time caring for--in more ways than one. 

First Officer Caphis Bates is playful and rowdy. Mate Ford Caliban is her intellectual and emotional partner. But it's Captain Aaron Lucio who is an enigma; passionate, with a deeply wounded and carefully guarded soul.

While sharing their communal bed is a scorchingly sensual experience, Emi soon learns the three men suffer a shared grief, their "crew story." She patiently works to unlock their secret past, but space exploration is cold--and cruel. Will time run out for all of them before she can heal their hearts?

Adult Snippet:

Her day with Ford started out sleeping late, then curling up on the large sofa in the rec room and watching several old movies, talking, snuggled under a blanket and playfully petting.

They did a lot of talking, Ford somehow seeing deep inside her in a way the other two men didn't. "Feeling better?" he asked as his fingers playfully slipped inside her sweats.

Emi shifted position. "I have a feeling you're going to make sure I feel better."

His finger dipped inside her, then trailed a slow, teasing circle around her clit. "Absolutely," he softly growled in her ear.

Ford knew what buttons to push, physically and emotionally, to bring her to the edge of release and keep her there. He slipped two fingers into her, and she moaned with disappointment when he stilled his hands.

"Don't rush me, sweetheart." He nipped her earlobe, making her arch her back and press her body against his. "I want to spend all day keeping you begging for it."

Her soft gasp of disappointment made him laugh. "You love it, and you know it. You can't lie to me, baby."

No, she couldn't. He knew her too well that way.

He shifted position on the couch and pulled her sweats off. She kicked them out of the way and felt him shed his shorts, his stiff cock throbbing against her cheeks.

The movie played on without them noticing. His free arm circled her, his fingers gently plucking at her nipples, back and forth, just hard enough to make her sex tingle around the fingers he had comfortably buried there.

Emi rocked her hips against him. "Please," she gasped.

"I will, but not yet."

Nudging against him, she tried to coax him into replacing his fingers with his cock, but he wouldn't. Then his hand settled over her right breast, gently massaging it, his thumb rubbing her rock-hard nipple, keeping it pebbled beneath his finger.

Torture. The sweetest torture in the known universe. The slightest movement of her hips or his hand brushed against her clit in a tantalizing way, but without enough pressure to get her off. After an hour of this he took a little mercy on her.

"Do you trust me, sweetheart?"

"Yes," she gasped. Anything, she wanted him to do anything to bring her relief.

He pulled his hands away, leaving her agonizingly empty, making her moan. He chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll be taking care of that for you."

He pushed her onto her stomach. She closed her eyes, wiggling her ass at him, anything to have his touch against her flesh again. Then she felt a familiar, cool wetness against her puckered rim. She froze.

"You okay, sweetie?"

"Yes," Emi whispered.

"You sure?"

She nodded. "Please don't stop."

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[Ménage Amour: Erotic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F, with M/M]

Dr. Emilia Hypatia is settling into life in space with her three husbands on board the DSMC exploration vessel Tamora Bight. Spending five years with Aaron, Caph, and Ford will be no sacrifice. Despite a shared tragedy in the men’s past that nearly took Aaron’s life and left emotional scars that still haunt him to this day, Emi’s love has gone a long way toward healing and completing their lives.

A space colony distress signal calls the Tamora Bight on its first mission, and Emi is forced into a race against time. Not only to save the colonists from the mysterious disease ravaging their men, but also to save her men from an old vengeance born of their grief-filled past. When Aaron is stricken with the illness, the stakes multiply. Will she find a cure for the “rage” in time, or will all their dreams turn into inescapable nightmares?

A Siren Erotic Romance

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Adult Snippet:

The men slowly took their time undressing her, kissing every bit of bared flesh as they removed her clothes. By the time she lay naked and writhing with need in the middle of their bed, the three men stared down at her with nearly identical expressions of lust branded on their faces.

“You guys going to sit there and stare, or are you going to get naked?” she teased.

“Get naked,” they all echoed. The twins laughed while Aaron rolled his eyes and sighed.

“And so it begins,” he said with a playful smirk. “I’m telling you, Em, twinspeak gets really old, really fast.”

The men quickly stripped. Aaron knelt over her and kissed her. He teased her, gently tracing her lips with his tongue, his touch so light it almost tickled.

Emi wrapped her arms around him and sighed as she felt Ford and Caph massage her feet and legs. Aaron lifted his head so he could look into her eyes. “Tell us what you want, babe.”

“I want all of you.” It didn’t matter to her how or where, as long as they were together. At any time during their mission she could make love with any of them, but to have them all at once, even if just the feel of their flesh against hers, completed her.

Aaron kissed her again, then blazed a hot and moist trail with his lips along her jaw, behind her ear, down her neck to the base of her throat. She closed her eyes and reached out with her empathic senses, drank in their passion and love. It only compounded her desire.

Aaron didn’t stop there. He moved lower and latched his mouth onto one of her nipples while he teased the other with his hand. He used his tongue and teeth to bring the one to a hard peak. Then he switched to the other and repeated the process. She felt her clit throb in response, every pull of his mouth on her breast triggering a responding pulsation between her legs.

He continued his southerly journey until she felt his hot breath on her clit. He pushed her thighs wider apart with his palms and gently nuzzled his lips against her.

As one, Ford and Caph changed position. Each man latched onto one of her breasts, drawing a long, low moan from her. She twined her fingers in their hair and held on. How could she not love this exquisite pleasure?

Aaron teased her clit with his tongue while Ford and Caph stroked her body with their hands. Raw passion singed her nerves. It felt like their hot touch was everywhere at once. Aaron wrapped his hands around her thighs as he settled himself between her legs. His tongue plunged deeply inside her before he returned to tracing slow, lazy circles around her clit. Back inside her again, teasing, not giving her enough friction to get off even as he pulled her closer to the brink.

Ford lifted his head and used his fingers to torment her nipple. “Look at me, babe,” he said.

Unable to resist, she forced her eyes open.

In the dim light, or maybe because of his own desire, Ford’s blue eyes had taken on the color of infinitely deep ocean seas. “Does it feel good? Do you like feeling his mouth on you?”

She nodded, his words further inflaming her.

“As much as I love being the one to make you scream, I love seeing you like this, watching one or both of them make love to you. Is he fucking you with his tongue?”

She nodded, speech escaping her.

“Is he sucking on your sweet clit?” As he said it, Aaron did it, making her arch her back to get more contact.

“Yes!”

Caph moaned around her other nipple as his stiff cock rubbed against her thigh. Just listening to Ford’s pillow talk could nearly make him come.

“I bet that beautiful pussy of yours is totally wet, isn’t it?”

Caph moaned again, louder, and started shifting his hips against Emi in earnest.

“Yes!”

He lowered his face to hers, his lips not quite touching. She felt his breath against her lips. “Come for us. Scream for us. Give it all to us, we want it.”

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Book 3: Spider Bight

(mmmf with mf and mm, sci-fi/futuristic, anal sex/play, and a killer Halloween prank)

When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

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Adult Snippet:

When they returned to the room, the men wasted no time getting undressed. They all jumped into bed, staring at Emi with hopeful looks on their faces.

She laughed. “You all are going to wear me out at this pace.”

Ford crooked a finger at her. “We’re enjoying our R&R. You wouldn’t want us to disobey orders and not have a good time, would you?”

“Oh, is that what this is? Following orders?” She let Caph hook a beefy arm around her waist and drag her into bed.

“Exactly,” he said, kissing her while Aaron and Ford made quick work of separating her from her swimsuit.

She lay cradled against Caph. The big man’s arms engulfed her, always leaving her with a feeling of safety. He cupped her breasts with his hands and rubbed his fingers over her nipples. They hardened under his touch. Meanwhile, he nibbled on the side of her neck, his warm breath sending pleasant waves of gooseflesh over her skin.

“Going to wear you out,” Caph promised with a sultry smile. “You’ll need a vacation to recover from our R&R, babe.” His teeth grazed the side of her neck, making her shiver again.

She gasped and squirmed against him as liquid heat shot straight from her nipples to her clit. She felt her pussy quickly growing damp. “That’s not much of a threat,” she managed. “Sounds more like a reward.”

“Quit hogging her,” Ford scolded, his smile belying his words. “You always hog her.”

“No, I don’t,” Caph responded, tweaking her nipples and making her moan. “You had her to yourself all morning.”

“He’s got a point,” Aaron noted. “We should get dibs.”

Emi cranked open an eye and glared at them. “If you start taking numbers, someone’s getting slugged.”

The men laughed. Aaron pushed Caph down onto the bed. Caph easily grabbed Emi and hauled her up the bed with him, turning her over so she faced him. He grabbed her by the waist and positioned her so he could thrust his hips up and spear her ready pussy with his stiff cock.

She moaned, closing her eyes and wiggling so his cock pierced her as deeply as possible. The soft down of blond curls dusting his chest rubbed against her pebbled nipples, adding an additional level of pleasure. She ran her hands over his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm flesh under her palms.

“That’s the sound I love to hear,” Aaron said. She felt the bed dip behind her. A moment later, he rubbed cool lube on her puckered ring, slowly working one finger inside her ass.

She squirmed against Caph. “Yes!” she gasped.

“What about me?” Ford complained.

She lifted her head from Caph’s chest. “Get yourself over here and quit whining, sweetie.”

“That’s more like it.” He eagerly changed position, kneeling next to Caph’s head so she could reach his cock with her mouth.

Aaron chuckled from behind her. “I’m not so sure she’s going to be the one worn out,” he joked. He added more lube and worked a second finger into her. “All she has to do is lie there and enjoy it.”

She closed her eyes and moaned around Ford’s cock as it slid between her lips. She loved this, having all three of them at once. Something that wouldn’t happen very often, if at all, while in space with someone always needing to be on watch.

Emi flicked at the slit before running her lips down his shaft. It felt like warm, silken steel against her tongue. Ford gently held her head and worked his hips in time with her mouth. “Geez, babe, you’re going to finish me quick if you keep moaning like that.”

She also loved times like this because of her empath training. There was nothing more satisfying than feeling the combined love and passion from all three of them, untainted by worry or cares, as they made love to her and each other.

Well, okay, maybe an orgasm with all three of their cocks in her body at the same time was more satisfying than feeling their emotions. But feeling their emotions ran a really close second.

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Book 4: Out of Bight, Out of Mind

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F, HEA]

Emi Hypatia loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron Lucio, Caph Bates, and Ford Caliban. When a nonhuman crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can't help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don't know if it's just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal'moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau's presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau is up to no good. She just has to prove it. It's soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she's out of harm's way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she's left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

A Siren Erotic Romance

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Adult Snippet:

Caph gently cradled her head in his hands and slid his cock between her lips, fucking her mouth but taking it easy on her. “If I don’t come before you’re done, one of you is getting fucked with this.”

“Ooh, pick me!” Ford quipped.

She looked up to watch Caph lean over and kiss Ford. The sight took her breath away. She lost herself in the bubble of emotions boiling over from both men, spilling onto her like a sweet, beautiful wave. And the way Caph’s erection grew harder and hotter against her tongue made her think Ford wasn’t going to get his wish.

Until she felt him coming.

Her eyes popped open as Caph made her relinquish his member. “Stay right there, both of you,” he ordered.

The commanding hint in his voice thrilled her. Then Ford was kissing her, even as his cock grew limp inside her. She didn’t have time to wonder where Caph had disappeared to, because Ford kept her more than busy with his tongue.

A moment later, the end of the bed dipped and Ford let out a loud moan. His head limply fell to her shoulder as he rocked his hips against her. “Oohhh, fuck yeah,” he mumbled.

If she cocked her head, she could see Caph kneeling behind him, working lube into Ford’s ass. And already his cock was growing hard again. When Ford quit moving, holding still, she knew Caph was sliding his delicious cock deep up his tight channel.

And the groan the larger man let out confirmed it.

“He hard again, baby?” Caph asked her.

“Uh-huh!”

He lightly slapped Ford’s ass. “What are you waiting for? Get moving.”

Ford’s teeth grazed her shoulder as he lightly bit down, but his hips started rocking, slowly at first, then gaining speed until he was fucking himself back and forth between her pussy and Caph’s cock.

Emi drew her knees up, giving Ford better access and enjoying the way her swollen, sensitive clit rubbed against his body at the bottom of every stroke. Not enough to get her over, but enough to revive her interest in maybe trying for one more.

“That’s it,” Caph encouraged, his voice sounding strained. She could tell he was holding back, struggling against a dam about to explode. “Hurry up, buddy.”

Ford pushed up on his arms for traction, and the whole bed shook as he seesawed between them.

She grabbed his head and kissed him and that was all it took to shove him over the edge. She swallowed his moans and felt her heart leap with the feel of his orgasm spiraling through him, soon followed by Caph.

As the three of them collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty tangle, Ford lifted his head so he could look at her. “Hiya.”

She giggled. “Hiya.”

They were all startled by the sound of clapping. They looked over to see Aaron leaning against the wall next to the door, a grin on his face and a huge bulge tenting his trousers. Another suitcase sat on the floor next to him.

“I didn’t hear you come in,” Caph said.

He laughed and pushed off the wall to walk over to the bed. “No, because you three were busy coming.”

Emi faked a pout. “I didn’t come.”

“What?” Caph and Ford said in unison.

“You most certainly have come today,” Caph said as he sat up, hands on his hips.

“Yeah,” Ford said. “I got at least two out of you.”

She still feigned poutiness. “Not that last time. You both came without me.”

Aaron smacked Ford on the ass. “Move it. Both of you go clean up.” He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his shirt, and started working on his trousers. “I’ll take care of her. And I’ve got something she can take care of, too.”

Emi licked her lips in anticipation. When Aaron crawled into bed on top of her, he kissed her, his stiff cock rubbing between her legs. “So they didn’t take care of you, huh?”

She shook her head. “Not that last time. Well, okay, they did make me come, but that last time they came without me.”

“Want me to issue them demerits?”

She loved the wicked, playful gleam in his eyes. “Yeah. And while you’re at it, issue one to the floor, too.”

“Huh?”

“It attacked me. Rudely.”

“She’s drunk,” Caph called from the bathroom.

“Am not!” she shot back. “You said I was supernovically soused.”

He stuck his head out of the bathroom. “No, I said you were supernova-shitfaced.”

“Oh. Well, whatever.”

Waves of amusement washed off Aaron. She loved feeling that from him almost as much as she did his love and affection. “So our little doctor is drunk, huh?”

“Not as much as I was earlier,” she said. “I think I slept a little of it off.”

“So that explains the bar fight kit.”

She crossed her arms over her breasts. “Did you want to sit here and talk, or fuck?”

She let out a yelp as he flipped her over and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Without further ado, he rubbed his cock between her soaked pussy lips before sinking home inside her. “What do you think?” he rumbled in her ear.

He pushed her shoulders down onto the bed, pinning her there with a hand between them. With his other, he reached around her and found her clit.

“Hey, you’re copying me,” Caph said from somewhere behind them.

“What?”

“I nailed her like that earlier.”

“Shut up and fuck me!” she moaned as she clawed at the bed.

“She’s mouthy,” Aaron said. “Someone do something about that.”

She heard a noise and looked over in time to see Caph and Ford fighting each other to climb onto the bed. Caph won, and she found herself rewarded with his only slightly stiff cock in her mouth to suck on.

Ford took the alternate track and shoved himself underneath her, finding her clit with his mouth.

Aaron withdrew his hand and grabbed her hips. “Let’s see if we can get at least one more out of you, sweetheart.”

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You can find all the books at Siren-BookStrand, and at third-party outlets like Amazon and B&N. They're also available in print.

Adult Excerpt: "Out of Bight, Out of Mind" (DSMC 4) by Tymber Dalton

Sunday, December 23, 2012

The fourth book in my Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Out of Bight, Out of Mind," is now available from Siren-BookStrand:

http://www.bookstrand.com/out-of-bight-out-of-mind

Blurb:

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F, HEA]

Emi Hypatia loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron Lucio, Caph Bates, and Ford Caliban. When a nonhuman crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can't help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don't know if it's just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal'moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau's presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau is up to no good. She just has to prove it. It's soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she's out of harm's way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she's left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

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Story Excerpt:

“Can I say something serious, and then I promise not to mention it again?”

“Okay.” She sipped her drink and prayed her eyes didn’t start watering. She didn’t want to cry in front of him. Although she suspected she was far drunker than she’d let on. She wasn’t sure she could even walk at that point.

He lowered his voice. “If you think something’s wrong, I believe you. Yeah, on paper he looks great. I met him and he seems like a nice enough guy. But you’re my wife and I will always have your back.”

That finished her. She felt him take the chilled glass from her hand as tears filled her eyes. He shifted her over so he could lie on her lounger with her, holding her against his chest as she quietly wept. “I don’t know why I feel like this,” she whispered. “I don’t want to feel like this.”

He pressed his lips to the top of her head. “Because you’re drunk.”

“No. Not that.” She sniffled again. “I know I’m being irrational about this guy. And I hate that I can’t be objective. I should be better than this.”

“Hey, you’re a trained empath. No telling what it is you sensed. I trust you. I know you, and you’re an intelligent woman. If you think something’s wrong, it’s wrong. Look how it saved your life against Eckhart.”

She snuggled up against his chest. “Yeah.”

“I wish I could fix this for you, but Cap’s right. It’s a direct order from higher up, and unless the guy does something to allow us cause, we can’t boot him or refuse the temp assignment.” He gently tipped her chin up so she had to look him in the eye. “We’re not choosing him over you. I just want to make sure you understand that. The three of us feel like crap that we can’t refuse the order and make him go away.”

“I know. I hate I’m feeling like this. It’s so childish.”

“No, don’t hate it. It’s part of what makes you so beautiful, inside and out, babe.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Look how you healed Aaron. All of us. It was that special part of you, the empath part of you, that made you perfect for us.” He nuzzled her nose with his. “And if it means there are times you have conflicts with others because of it, I’m okay with that. I’ll always trust your instincts over anything else.”

She took a deep breath, held it, and let it out again. “Thank you,” she whispered.

He kissed her forehead. “I love you. You don’t need to thank me.”

“Okay.” She listened to his heartbeat rumbling in her ear through his shirt. “Caph?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“Can I have my drink back now?”

“I’m not sure. You feeling okay?”

She started to say yes when she broke down crying again. He cradled her against his large, comforting body. Maybe I am drunk.

No, she knew it was a mix of the inevitable, along with hating herself for feeling like this.

Okay, maybe a little of the M-squareds.

After a few minutes, she sniffled and wiped at her nose with the back of her hand. “I’m okay.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” She sniffled again as she looked at his attire while he untangled himself from her and stood. Still in his casual crew uniform, he didn’t exactly fit in with the other resort patrons surrounding the pool. “Did you bring a bathing suit?”

“Yep. I brought yours, too, but looks like you beat me to it.”

“Aww. You packed for me?”

“No, Ford did.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I’ll go change and be back in a little while. Don’t go anywhere.” He started to turn to leave, but he reached over, picked up her drink, and handed it to her. “And don’t get too shitfaced, sweetie.”

“I’ll be waiting right here.” While he was gone, she hurriedly finished that one and ordered herself another drink. She might regret it the next day, but it was rare she could totally slough off her duties and just be a normal human.

And she needed that now more than ever. Especially since she knew what was coming after her three-day mini-vacation ended.

By the time Caph returned, she’d lowered the level of her fresh drink to match the one he’d last seen her with. He sat on the lounger next to hers.

Resplendent in swim trunks and nothing else, his abs rippled, a blond dusting of curls scattered across his chest while a treasure trail headed south from his navel, disappearing under his waistband and leading to what she knew to be a large, delicious cock.

He smirked. “You sure you’re okay, babe?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Why don’t I believe you? You look a little out of it.”

She settled back onto her lounger and lowered her sunglasses over her eyes. She felt around for the sunlamp button on the lounger’s arm. Above her, a directed beam of UV light soaked her skin at nearly Earth levels. “Just enjoying myself.”

He signaled a waiter. “Bring me one of those,” he said, pointing to Emi’s glass. The man nodded and hurried off. Caph settled back in his lounger and activated his sunlamp button. “Well, don’t enjoy yourself too much. I have plans for you later.”

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Adult Excerpt:

Caph gently cradled her head in his hands and slid his cock between her lips, fucking her mouth but taking it easy on her. “If I don’t come before you’re done, one of you is getting fucked with this.”

“Ooh, pick me!” Ford quipped.

She looked up to watch Caph lean over and kiss Ford. The sight took her breath away. She lost herself in the bubble of emotions boiling over from both men, spilling onto her like a sweet, beautiful wave. And the way Caph’s erection grew harder and hotter against her tongue made her think Ford wasn’t going to get his wish.

Until she felt him coming.

Her eyes popped open as Caph made her relinquish his member. “Stay right there, both of you,” he ordered.

The commanding hint in his voice thrilled her. Then Ford was kissing her, even as his cock grew limp inside her. She didn’t have time to wonder where Caph had disappeared to, because Ford kept her more than busy with his tongue.

A moment later, the end of the bed dipped and Ford let out a loud moan. His head limply fell to her shoulder as he rocked his hips against her. “Oohhh, fuck yeah,” he mumbled.

If she cocked her head, she could see Caph kneeling behind him, working lube into Ford’s ass. And already his cock was growing hard again. When Ford quit moving, holding still, she knew Caph was sliding his delicious cock deep up his tight channel.

And the groan the larger man let out confirmed it.

“He hard again, baby?” Caph asked her.

“Uh-huh!”

He lightly slapped Ford’s ass. “What are you waiting for? Get moving.”

Ford’s teeth grazed her shoulder as he lightly bit down, but his hips started rocking, slowly at first, then gaining speed until he was fucking himself back and forth between her pussy and Caph’s cock.

Emi drew her knees up, giving Ford better access and enjoying the way her swollen, sensitive clit rubbed against his body at the bottom of every stroke. Not enough to get her over, but enough to revive her interest in maybe trying for one more.

“That’s it,” Caph encouraged, his voice sounding strained. She could tell he was holding back, struggling against a dam about to explode. “Hurry up, buddy.”

Ford pushed up on his arms for traction, and the whole bed shook as he seesawed between them.

She grabbed his head and kissed him and that was all it took to shove him over the edge. She swallowed his moans and felt her heart leap with the feel of his orgasm spiraling through him, soon followed by Caph.

As the three of them collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty tangle, Ford lifted his head so he could look at her. “Hiya.”

She giggled. “Hiya.”

They were all startled by the sound of clapping. They looked over to see Aaron leaning against the wall next to the door, a grin on his face and a huge bulge tenting his trousers. Another suitcase sat on the floor next to him.

“I didn’t hear you come in,” Caph said.

He laughed and pushed off the wall to walk over to the bed. “No, because you three were busy coming.”

Emi faked a pout. “I didn’t come.”

“What?” Caph and Ford said in unison.

“You most certainly have come today,” Caph said as he sat up, hands on his hips.

“Yeah,” Ford said. “I got at least two out of you.”

She still feigned poutiness. “Not that last time. You both came without me.”

Aaron smacked Ford on the ass. “Move it. Both of you go clean up.” He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his shirt, and started working on his trousers. “I’ll take care of her. And I’ve got something she can take care of, too.”

Emi licked her lips in anticipation. When Aaron crawled into bed on top of her, he kissed her, his stiff cock rubbing between her legs. “So they didn’t take care of you, huh?”

She shook her head. “Not that last time. Well, okay, they did make me come, but that last time they came without me.”

“Want me to issue them demerits?”

She loved the wicked, playful gleam in his eyes. “Yeah. And while you’re at it, issue one to the floor, too.”

“Huh?”

“It attacked me. Rudely.”

“She’s drunk,” Caph called from the bathroom.

“Am not!” she shot back. “You said I was supernovically soused.”

He stuck his head out of the bathroom. “No, I said you were supernova-shitfaced.”

“Oh. Well, whatever.”

Waves of amusement washed off Aaron. She loved feeling that from him almost as much as she did his love and affection. “So our little doctor is drunk, huh?”

“Not as much as I was earlier,” she said. “I think I slept a little of it off.”

“So that explains the bar fight kit.”

She crossed her arms over her breasts. “Did you want to sit here and talk, or fuck?”

She let out a yelp as he flipped her over and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. Without further ado, he rubbed his cock between her soaked pussy lips before sinking home inside her. “What do you think?” he rumbled in her ear.

He pushed her shoulders down onto the bed, pinning her there with a hand between them. With his other, he reached around her and found her clit.

“Hey, you’re copying me,” Caph said from somewhere behind them.

“What?”

“I nailed her like that earlier.”

“Shut up and fuck me!” she moaned as she clawed at the bed.

“She’s mouthy,” Aaron said. “Someone do something about that.”

She heard a noise and looked over in time to see Caph and Ford fighting each other to climb onto the bed. Caph won, and she found herself rewarded with his only slightly stiff cock in her mouth to suck on.

Ford took the alternate track and shoved himself underneath her, finding her clit with his mouth.

Aaron withdrew his hand and grabbed her hips. “Let’s see if we can get at least one more out of you, sweetheart.”


--

The correct reading order is:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind

You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

Release Day: "Out of Bight, Out of Mind" (DSMC4)

Friday, November 30, 2012
First of all, I'm guest blogging today at two different blogs, on two different topics. Please stop by and chime in.

When One is Not Enough: On productivity, burn-out, and keeping the brain minty fresh.

The BDSM Authors' Playroom: Which switch is which?

*Snoopy dancing* It's release day for "Out of Bight, Out of Mind," the fourth (but not the last) installment in my Deep Space Mission Corps series from Siren-BookStrand. When I wrote the first book in the series back in 2009, I actually had to compose the manuscript on a teeny tiny little netbook, using a USB mouse and keyboard attached to it, because the screen on my main laptop died and had to get fixed. LOL

Now that's perseverance. LOL


http://www.bookstrand.com/out-of-bight-out-of-mind

Blurb:

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F, HEA]

Emi Hypatia loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron Lucio, Caph Bates, and Ford Caliban. When a nonhuman crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can't help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don't know if it's just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal'moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau's presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau is up to no good. She just has to prove it. It's soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she's out of harm's way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she's left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

--

The correct reading order is:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind

You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

What am I up to now?

Sunday, November 25, 2012
Yay, I survived Thanksgiving without adding too many pounds. LOL I hope everyone survived it safe and sound (and sane!). And tomorrow, Mercury goes from retrograde back to direct. (Can I have a hallelujah?)

And on Friday, the fourth installment in my Deep Space Mission Corps series, Out of Bight, Out of Mind, releases from Siren. (Hint: You can pre-order it now! *smile*) Don't worry, there will be more books in that series. Books five and six will focus more on the crews of the Kendall Kant and Braynow Gaston, although Emi and her boys will make appearances. And there will be books beyond those.

So right now, I'm finishing a WIP to turn in to Siren, tentative titled Foggy Daze. (Not sure I'm totally in love with that title, however, but it does apply to the manuscript.) It's a mfm menage, and a prequel book to my Coffeeshop Coven series that I'll be putting out next year.It's not technically a paranormal story, it's more a contemporary, although we're introduced to a few characters and magickal elements we'll see in later books in the series.

EDIT: We did go ahead and change the title to It's a Sweet Life. (It's the name of the heroine's bakery.)

(Another hint, Out of the Darkness is a prequel to the Coffeeshop Coven series, which focuses on the people who call the Many Blessings new age shop a second home. If you read OotD, it'll set up the backstory for the series that while not mandatory to know, it'll give you greater insight into the first book and the events that took place leading up to it. And Red Tide contains related characters as well.)

Here's my working blurb (subject to change):

LacieBell Addams, known as Libbie to her friends, has a mortgage on her building in Brooksville, Florida, a struggling bakery, no love life, no health insurance...and fibromyalgia. She's worried how she'll continue making ends meet when two hunks show up looking to rent the extra apartment over her bakery. Not only do Ken and Charles make her money worries go away, they offer to help out in the bakery in their spare time, giving her hope. They also make her panties damp. Too bad they're gay, but they are great eye candy.

Ken Dougherty and Charles Stackhouse have a secret--they're not the gay cousins they pretend to be. They're actually twin brothers in disguise and on the run from a vengeful New Jersey mob boss. Charles is actually Allan Donohue, formerly a prosecutor with the State Attorney's office in Miami. Benjamin Donohue was the Miami-Dade detective who helped break the case wide open. Now they're both marked for death. They hope their ruse is enough to keep them, and Libbie, safe. Because now that they've both fallen in love with the struggling baker, there's no way they're going to let her go.

But what happens when fate strikes and vengeance comes calling? Will there be a lifetime of days both foggy and sunny for the three, or will their love suddenly be ended in a deadly eternal night?

--

What comes next? December will be spent finishing Tony's story and getting that submitted to Siren. It's going to be a mf BDSM book, and emotionally it's been grueling to write (although not nearly as much so as The Reluctant Dom was.)

In no particular order (no, I don't have any potential release dates yet), here are the projects topping my whiteboard from hell at the moment, and which I anticipate being done/released in the early part of next year:

  • The Denim Dom (Tony's story, and will catch people up on characters from Safe Harbor, Cardinal's Rule, Domme by Default, and The Reluctant Dom)
  • Triple Trouble 5 (I can't decide on a title for it yet.)
  • Without Porpoise and Porpoisefully Yours, books 3 and 4 in the Placida Pod series
  • Book 1 in the Coffeeshop Coven series (mfm and as of yet untitled because I can't make my dang mind up--heeeey, Macarena)
  • Book 2 in the Bleacke Shifters series
  • Deadline, a contemporary mystery (mf) with romantic elements that I'm self-publishing as Lesli Richardson (it's in edits now)
  • Pinch Me, a contemporary thriller (mf) with romantic elements... *ditto ^^^*

When I say those projects top my whiteboard from hell, that's not to say that's the limit of my projects. Ooohhh no, bucky. That's just the list of the ones currently screaming at me the loudest. LOL I have a whole tree's worth of sticky notes plastered over my corkboard squares (if Grimmy would quit swatting at them and knocking them down!) of projects.

Also in the queue for next year, more installments in the Good Will Ghost Hunting series (hopefully at least two of them, more if I can manage it) and my Brimstone Vampire series (at least two). Along with more Coffeeshop Coven series books, a couple of BDSM novels, a couple of one-off menage stories (one a contemporary, one an adventure set in Yellowstone) that keep popping their heads up and shouting at me to write them (but they keep getting shouted down by other stories), more from the Triple Trouble gang, another DSMC book, possibly the sequel to Fierce Radiance, a new post-apocalyptic series that I'm thinking of as "bird flu pandemic meets The Stand meets The Walking Dead minus zombies meets classic Old Western pulp fiction," and some other stuff.

I've been asked why I'm self-publishing some of my fiction as Lesli. Good question. :) I am COMPLETELY satisfied with Siren-BookStrand, let me say that right up front. The publisher is fantastic to work with, and I have nothing but good to say about them. Seriously. However, their niche is romance and erotic romance. And honestly? My brain has some contemporary stories to write, some without any sex in them at all, and that means they wouldn't be a good fit for Siren. It's nothing to do with them. (You wouldn't take your Ford to a BMW dealership for repairs, would you? Same principle.) Also, I've always wanted to build up my Lesli Richardson pen name (since, heck, that IS my real name) and I've just been too busy to do it. So rather than sexing up some books that really have no business being sexed up because it would be extraneous, I decided, why not take a chance and do this? Quite honestly, sometimes my mental palette NEEDS the non-sexy writing so I don't get burned out. Rather than letting those manuscripts languish in a metaphorical drawer, I decided why not self-publish them?

While we're here, I'm shamelessly drumming up "likes" for my Facebook page: http://facebook.com/tymberdalton I'm over the 900 mark and shooting for 1,000. If you haven't gone there and liked it yet, please do, because when I do hit the 1,000 mark, I'm going to randomly pick one of the people who've liked it to win $20 in Strandbucks from Siren-BookStrand. :)

So what are your thoughts? What do you want to see popping up on my Coming Soon page? *smile*

Available for pre-order: "Out of Bight, Out of Mind" (DSMC4)

Monday, November 19, 2012
Woot! The fourth book in my Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Out of Bight, Out of Mind," releases Nov. 30th and is now available for pre-order from Siren-BookStrand! :)

http://www.bookstrand.com/out-of-bight-out-of-mind

Blurb:

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Ménage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F, HEA]

Emi Hypatia loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron Lucio, Caph Bates, and Ford Caliban. When a nonhuman crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can’t help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don’t know if it’s just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal’moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau’s presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau is up to no good. She just has to prove it. It’s soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she’s out of harm’s way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she’s left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

--

You can find this and all of my other Siren-BookStrand releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Tessa Monroe, and Macy Largo on my Siren author page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

Shiny New Cover! "Out of Bight, Out of Mind" (DSMC 4)

Thursday, November 1, 2012
Woot! I have a shiny new book cover to show off! :) This is for "Out of Bight, Out of Mind" the fourth installment to my Deep Space Mission Corps series, coming Nov. 30th from Siren.

Blurb:

Emi loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron, Caph, and Ford. When a non-human crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can’t help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don’t know if it’s just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal’moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau’s presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau is up to no good, she just has to prove it. It’s soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she’s out of harm’s way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she’s left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

The first three installments in the series are now available from Siren-BookStrand:

  1. Love at First Bight
  2. Bightmares
  3. Spider Bight

Adult Excerpt: "Spider Bight" (DSMC3) by Tymber Dalton

Sunday, October 28, 2012

This is an adult excerpt from my book "Spider Bight," the third installment in the Deep Space Mission Corps series. (And the fourth book, "Out of Bight, Out of Mind," will be coming in November.)

http://www.bookstrand.com/spider-bight

Blurb:

(mmmf with mf and mm, sci-fi/futuristic, anal sex/play, and a killer Halloween prank)

When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

The correct reading order is:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind (coming Nov. 2012)

You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton


STORY EXCERPT


Emi awoke the next morning pleasantly achy and sore and apparently not asphyxiated by Caph’s intermittent noxious emissions during the night. Her men, still sound asleep, bore peaceful expressions she didn’t have the heart to disrupt.

Carefully, she extracted herself from them and grabbed a quick shower. She donned a casual uniform and headed to the galley to make the coffee.

The Java Max Excel 10k coffeemaker sat in its place of honor on the counter. She and Ford wouldn’t be able to survive a day in space without coffee.

She grabbed a canister of coffee from the cabinet and found a filter and the scoop. When she opened the machine’s basket to put the filter and grounds in, however, she found a nasty surprise.

A large, black spider sprang out of the basket at her.

Emi let out a bloodcurdling scream and scrambled backward away from it, the filter, basket, and scoop flying in one direction, and the open canister of ground coffee spraying all over the galley. She tripped over one of the galley chairs and landed on her butt in a shower of grounds. The spider landed on the floor in front of her. Emi left a trail in the spilled coffee as she frantically scrabbled away from it.

As her racing pulse slowed, she heard the men pounding down the hallway toward the galley. Aaron and Ford were first through the door. All three were naked.

“What the fuck happened?” Aaron yelled. “You okay, Em?”

Emi belatedly realized the damn spider was, in fact, made out of rubber. As she looked around at the mess she’d made, she spotted Ford’s concerned frown…

And Caph’s playful grin. A wave of pleased humor hit her from the large man and she immediately pieced together what had happened.

“Caph, I’m gonna fucking kill your ass!”

Ford looked confused as the big man started laughing so hard he doubled over. “What happened?” Ford asked as he walked over to her and helped her to her feet. He brushed coffee grounds off her uniform.

From the doorway, Caph wheezed with laughter and shook his head.

Aaron, stepping carefully to avoid the spilled coffee grounds, picked up the spider and held it up for Ford to see. “The practical joker is back.”

Caph howled with laughter and slid down the wall.

Ford sadly surveyed the spilled coffee and shook his head. “What a waste.” As dedicated a coffee drinker as Emi, to him it was practically sacrilege for it to be wasted like that. He took the spider from Aaron. “I wondered where Bucky had gotten to. We haven’t seen him in a couple of years, have we?”

“Bucky?” Emi asked.

Aaron frowned at Caph, who still giggled by the counter. “Yeah, Bucky the rubber spider. It’s sort of Caph’s tradition. He’s been getting me and Ford with him at least once a year on average for nearly as long as we’ve been together.”

Emi snatched the spider from Ford and jammed it in one of the outer pockets of her pants. “Not funny, Caph!”

He managed to get to his feet, still occasionally snorting. “Happy Halloween, babe. It was hysterical from this end. You should see your face.”

She swatted his naked shoulder. “You think it’s so funny, you get to clean up that mess.”

Aaron yawned. “She’s got a point.” He leveled a serious gaze at Caph. “Clean it up. Now.”

“Okay, okay. I will. Let me go pull some clothes on—”

“Now, Caph,” Aaron said.

Caph sighed. “Yes, mon captain.”

Ford frowned. “Can’t believe you baited the coffeemaker. Is nothing sacred anymore? The coffeemaker should be off-limits.”

Emi found the scoop, basket, and filter where they’d landed on the floor. Then she grabbed a different canister of coffee. “And when you finish that, you get your ass out to the store and buy us five pounds of coffee to replace it. I got that over in H Dome, at Haverty’s. That’s the only place that sells dark Columbian Java roast around here.”

Caph looked at Aaron. “Aw, that’s on the other side of the complex. That’ll take me all morning. I still have to go through the weapons systems checks.”

“Then you should have thought of that sooner,” Aaron said. “I wouldn’t argue with the ship’s doctor, if I were you. Not after you fucked with her coffee. That in and of itself is dangerous.”

Ford still sadly stared at the spilled coffee scattered across the galley floor. “What a waste.” He looked up at Caph. “I love you, buddy, but if Emi and Aaron weren’t here, you’d have a shiner. You don’t fuck with a man’s coffee. It’s just not right.”

Caph rolled his eyes and headed over to the cleaning cabinet. “Fine, I get it. Coffeemaker’s off-limits.” He grabbed a broom and dustpan. “Oh, can I have Bucky back?”

The other three shouted in unison, “No!”

--

ADULT EXCERPT

When they returned to the room, the men wasted no time getting undressed. They all jumped into bed, staring at Emi with hopeful looks on their faces.

She laughed. “You all are going to wear me out at this pace.”

Ford crooked a finger at her. “We’re enjoying our R&R. You wouldn’t want us to disobey orders and not have a good time, would you?”

“Oh, is that what this is? Following orders?” She let Caph hook a beefy arm around her waist and drag her into bed.

“Exactly,” he said, kissing her while Aaron and Ford made quick work of separating her from her swimsuit.

She lay cradled against Caph. The big man’s arms engulfed her, always leaving her with a feeling of safety. He cupped her breasts with his hands and rubbed his fingers over her nipples. They hardened under his touch. Meanwhile, he nibbled on the side of her neck, his warm breath sending pleasant waves of gooseflesh over her skin.

“Going to wear you out,” Caph promised with a sultry smile. “You’ll need a vacation to recover from our R&R, babe.” His teeth grazed the side of her neck, making her shiver again.

She gasped and squirmed against him as liquid heat shot straight from her nipples to her clit. She felt her pussy quickly growing damp. “That’s not much of a threat,” she managed. “Sounds more like a reward.”

“Quit hogging her,” Ford scolded, his smile belying his words. “You always hog her.”

“No, I don’t,” Caph responded, tweaking her nipples and making her moan. “You had her to yourself all morning.”

“He’s got a point,” Aaron noted. “We should get dibs.”

Emi cranked open an eye and glared at them. “If you start taking numbers, someone’s getting slugged.”

The men laughed. Aaron pushed Caph down onto the bed. Caph easily grabbed Emi and hauled her up the bed with him, turning her over so she faced him. He grabbed her by the waist and positioned her so he could thrust his hips up and spear her ready pussy with his stiff cock.

She moaned, closing her eyes and wiggling so his cock pierced her as deeply as possible. The soft down of blond curls dusting his chest rubbed against her pebbled nipples, adding an additional level of pleasure. She ran her hands over his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm flesh under her palms.

“That’s the sound I love to hear,” Aaron said. She felt the bed dip behind her. A moment later, he rubbed cool lube on her puckered ring, slowly working one finger inside her ass.

She squirmed against Caph. “Yes!” she gasped.

“What about me?” Ford complained.

She lifted her head from Caph’s chest. “Get yourself over here and quit whining, sweetie.”

“That’s more like it.” He eagerly changed position, kneeling next to Caph’s head so she could reach his cock with her mouth.

Aaron chuckled from behind her. “I’m not so sure she’s going to be the one worn out,” he joked. He added more lube and worked a second finger into her. “All she has to do is lie there and enjoy it.”

She closed her eyes and moaned around Ford’s cock as it slid between her lips. She loved this, having all three of them at once. Something that wouldn’t happen very often, if at all, while in space with someone always needing to be on watch.

Emi flicked at the slit before running her lips down his shaft. It felt like warm, silken steel against her tongue. Ford gently held her head and worked his hips in time with her mouth. “Geez, babe, you’re going to finish me quick if you keep moaning like that.”

She also loved times like this because of her empath training. There was nothing more satisfying than feeling the combined love and passion from all three of them, untainted by worry or cares, as they made love to her and each other.

Well, okay, maybe an orgasm with all three of their cocks in her body at the same time was more satisfying than feeling their emotions. But feeling their emotions ran a really close second.

Caph’s hands slipped around her hips and grabbed her ass cheeks, holding her open wide for Aaron. She felt the head of his cock press for entrance, stretching her, a familiar slight pinching burn that quickly gave way to pleasure as he buried his entire cock up her dark channel.

Emi squirmed as she sucked on Ford’s cock, which slid, silky and hot, against her tongue. Caph grabbed her hips once more and set the pace, using the sounds of her moans as a gauge to figure out the best position and pace. When his cock started perfectly stroking her swollen clit, her back arched and she moaned even louder.

Ford echoed the sound. “Holy fuck,” he said through gritted teeth. “I won’t last long like this.”

--

You can buy "Spider Bight," as well as the other books in the DSMC series, from Siren-BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/spider-bight

"Spider Bight" (DSMC3) coming tomorrow! :)

Woot! Tomorrow is the big day for the release of the third installment of my Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Spider Bight!" You can pre-order it from Siren-BookStrand now so that it's waiting for you as soon as it's released. :)

http://www.bookstrand.com/spider-bight


Blurb:

(mmmf with mf and mm, sci-fi/futuristic, anal sex/play, and a killer Halloween prank)

When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

The correct reading order is:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind (coming Nov. 2012)

You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

Adult Excerpt: "Love at First Bight" (DSMC1) by Tymber Dalton

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

This excerpt is from the first book in my Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Love at First Bight." Don't let the fact that it's sci-fi scare you. It is a character-driven story that will leave you grabbing an ice-cold drink and sitting in front of the A/C! (Also available in print.)

http://www.bookstrand.com/love-at-first-bight

Blurb:

[Menage Amour 34: Futuristic Menage a Quatre Romance, M/M/M/F with various combination of M/M, M/F, M/M/F, M/M/M, monogamous polyamory]

Dr. Emilia Hypatia is recently-graduated and looking for adventure. She's an Alpha-ranked healer, has a degree in psychology, and empath training. Fresh out of a bad relationship with a cheating ex, her five-year assignment to the Deep Space Mission Corps vessel, Tamora Bight, seems ideal. Especially when she meets the three handsome crewmen she'll spend her time caring for--in more ways than one.

First Officer Caphis Bates is playful and rowdy. Mate Ford Caliban is her intellectual and emotional partner. But it's Captain Aaron Lucio who is an enigma; passionate, with a deeply wounded and carefully guarded soul.

While sharing their communal bed is a scorchingly sensual experience, Emi soon learns the three men suffer a shared grief, their "crew story." She patiently works to unlock their secret past, but space exploration is cold--and cruel. Will time run out for all of them before she can heal their hearts?

----

Adult Excerpt:

Her day with Ford started out sleeping late, then curling up on the large sofa in the rec room and watching several old movies, talking, snuggled under a blanket and playfully petting.

They did a lot of talking, Ford somehow seeing deep inside her in a way the other two men didn't. "Feeling better?" he asked as his fingers playfully slipped inside her sweats.

Emi shifted position. "I have a feeling you're going to make sure I feel better."

His finger dipped inside her, then trailed a slow, teasing circle around her clit. "Absolutely," he softly growled in her ear.

Ford knew what buttons to push, physically and emotionally, to bring her to the edge of release and keep her there. He slipped two fingers into her, and she moaned with disappointment when he stilled his hands.

"Don't rush me, sweetheart." He nipped her earlobe, making her arch her back and press her body against his. "I want to spend all day keeping you begging for it."

Her soft gasp of disappointment made him laugh. "You love it, and you know it. You can't lie to me, baby."

No, she couldn't. He knew her too well that way.

He shifted position on the couch and pulled her sweats off. She kicked them out of the way and felt him shed his shorts, his stiff cock throbbing against her cheeks.

The movie played on without them noticing. His free arm circled her, his fingers gently plucking at her nipples, back and forth, just hard enough to make her sex tingle around the fingers he had comfortably buried there.

Emi rocked her hips against him. "Please," she gasped.

"I will, but not yet."

Nudging against him, she tried to coax him into replacing his fingers with his cock, but he wouldn't. Then his hand settled over her right breast, gently massaging it, his thumb rubbing her rock-hard nipple, keeping it pebbled beneath his finger.

Torture. The sweetest torture in the known universe. The slightest movement of her hips or his hand brushed against her clit in a tantalizing way, but without enough pressure to get her off. After an hour of this he took a little mercy on her.

"Do you trust me, sweetheart?"

"Yes," she gasped. Anything, she wanted him to do anything to bring her relief.

He pulled his hands away, leaving her agonizingly empty, making her moan. He chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll be taking care of that for you."

He pushed her onto her stomach. She closed her eyes, wiggling her ass at him, anything to have his touch against her flesh again. Then she felt a familiar, cool wetness against her puckered rim. She froze.

"You okay, sweetie?"

"Yes," Emi whispered.

"You sure?"

She nodded. "Please don't stop."

He placed his cock against her dark hole and slowly pressed forward, giving her time to adjust. When he was fully inside her, he carefully rolled to his side again, holding still, returning his hands to their previous positions.

Emi gasped. What would it be like if it was one of the other men inside her instead of Ford's fingers? That was something she'd thought about but not tried, still a little too chicken to ask for that in real life.

"You okay, sweetie?" he murmured in her ear as he took a slow stroke inside her.

"Yes!"

"You like this?"

She pressed against him, turning her head so she could kiss him.

He took his time, reading her body, never letting her get close enough to release to send her over the edge. He tormented her, switching between slow strokes of his fingers in her slick sex and slow thrusts in her ass, alternately playing with her nipples. She lost all track of time in his arms, knowing he could do this to her all day. And he would, if she didn't come first.

"One of these days, baby," he whispered, "I would love to take you like this while you're fucking one of the others." He punctuated the words with another deep thrust. "I'd love to feel their cock sliding into you, feel them having you at the same time.

Emi whimpered, beyond rational thought.

He withdrew his hand, making her moan with disappointment.

He laughed, sucking his fingers. "Dammit, you taste so good, baby. That's something else I love. I enjoy going down on you while one of them's fucking you, baby. I love making you scream."

He made her scream, all right.

With a hand on her hip he took several strokes into her, his shaft never softening. This wasn't something she did all the time with them, but it was always easiest and felt most natural with Ford for some reason.

"What's the matter?" he whispered against her neck.

She wiggled her hips against him in response, making him laugh.

"Aw, did you want my hand back there?"

"Uh huh."

Slowly, teasing, he slipped two fingers into her, sheathing them deep inside her and she sighed. Still no release, but the feeling was amazing.

She rocked her hips, but he pulled her tight against him, holding her captive.

"No, babe. You're mine for right now, and I'm having fun. Is that okay with you?"

She groaned, but didn't protest. Spending all day with Ford like this was definitely not something to complain about.

"Unless..." He didn't finish.

"Unless what?" she gasped.

Seductive lips pressed against the nape of her neck, in the sensitive spot that always made her shiver. "Unless you want me to call Aaron in here to help us play a little." He slowly fucked her with his fingers, and she knew what he wanted, that he did really want it.

"Okay."

He froze. "Really?"

"Only if it's what you want. This is your day alone with me."

He throbbed inside her ass. "Oh, damn, baby, you mean it? I've been fantasizing about this."

She couldn't help but smile. "Then let's take care of that, because if I don't come soon, someone's going to get hurt." Emi knew Aaron was in the galley and Caph was on the bridge. She called out to him. "Hey, Captain, got a minute?"

"Hold on," he called back.

Ford snickered against her shoulder. Thank the gods the sofa was huge, more than big enough for the three of them.

Aaron walked in, pausing in the doorway. "What's up?"

She stuck her arm out from under the blanket and hooked her thumb at Ford. "Him. And he's got an indecent proposal for you."

Amused but curious, Aaron walked over. "What?"
---

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

The correct reading order is:

1) Love at First Bight
2) Bightmares
3) Spider Bight
4) Out of Bight, Out of Mind (coming Nov. 2012)

You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

Now Available for Pre-Order: "Spider Bight" (Deep Space Mission Corps 3)

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The long-awaited third installment of the Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Spider Bight," is now available for pre-order! (And the fourth book, "Out of Bight, Out of Mind," will be coming in November.)

http://www.bookstrand.com/spider-bight

You can go to my author's page at Siren and click the Notify Me link at the top to get an email from Siren when they open the pre-order process for Book 4, too:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

(mmmf with mf and mm, sci-fi/futuristic, anal sex/play, and a killer Halloween prank)

Blurb:

When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

Tymber Dalton is a Siren-exclusive author.

You can get the first two books in the series from Siren-BookStrand:



You can find all my Siren releases as Tymber Dalton, Lesli Richardson, Macy Largo, and Tessa Monroe on my Siren page at:

http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

Coming Soon: "Out of Bight, Out of Mind (DSMC 4)"

Sunday, October 7, 2012
I don't have a cover for it yet (so I used the one for book 3 for this post LOL) but here is the blurb for the fourth installment in my Deep Space Mission Corps series, "Out of Bight, Out of Mind." Coming Nov. 26th from Siren-BookStrand! :)


Blurb:

Emi loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron, Caph, and Ford. When a non-human crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight for a mission, Emi hates and mistrusts him at first sight due to what her empath training tells her.

Aaron, Caph, and Ford know Emi can’t help what she feels about their temporary crewmate, Kayehalau. But they don’t know if it’s just the jump engines wigging her out, residual nerves from her fight on Kal’moran, or something else. They feel badly Kayehalau’s presence on board makes her nervous, but orders are orders.

Emi knows Kayehalau  is up to no good, she just has to prove it. It’s soon apparent he wants to use her for a nefarious purpose. She turns the tables, but only after she’s out of harm’s way does her larger problem become apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford rescue her when she’s left Out of Bight, Out of Mind?

Monday miscellany.

Monday, October 1, 2012
Hmm, yeah, sometimes Mondays are just about like that. LOL

Fortunately for me today, not the case. It's the first day of October, meaning Samhain is right around the corner. Last night I submitted the manuscript for DSMC-4 ("Out of Bight, Out of Mind") to Siren, so keep your fingers crossed!

There is always a little bit of a mixture of relief, anticipation, belly-ripping terror, and joy when I finish a manuscript and submit it. I sweat every submission.

Every. Single. Submission.

Yeah, neurotic writer. I can't help it. It's just the way I am.

Went to my third hash on Friday night, and Sir got to make that one, too. For those of you who don't know what hashing is, it's a human hare/hound trail run, with lots of drinking, raunchy songs, drinking, fun, and drinking. With some exercise thrown in. They bill themselves as a drinking club with a running problem. LOL No, you don't have to drink. I stick to water, and so did Sir, and they welcome you just the same. You don't even have to run, and in fact, competitiveness is discouraged. There are groups all over the world, just Google "Hash House Harriers" and you'll find out more than you ever wanted to know.

I've been meaning to put together a mash-up of stuff that's come through my email lately, so I'm tossing the kitchen sink of links at you today. LOL And no, it's not all writing stuff. Ready? Here we go...

From Copyblogger: "How to Become an Exceptional Writer"
Also from Copyblogger: "How to Beat 7 Common Self-Publishing Fears"
From Edittorrent: "The five bad habits of good writers."
Also from Edittorrent: "Prioritizing Prepositions"
From Kristen Lamb's blog: "The Trick to Inner and Outer Demons"
Also from Kristen Lamb's blog: "Anatomy of a Best-Selling Novel -- Structure Part One"
From the Fated Desires blog: "Worldbuilding"
From Brainpickings.org: "Zadie Smith's 10 Rules of Writing"
Also from Brainpickings.org: "Neil Gaiman's 8 Rules of Writing"
A poignant piece from Bayard and Holmes: "Hospice: Telling People I See Their Butts"
From Fastcocreate: "Why You Need a Creative Shift Instead of a Vacation, as Explained by Joss Whedon"
From Techinasia: "Japan's New Anti-Dowload Law Starts Today"
From Discovery News: "Mars Rover Finds Bed of Ancient Stream"
Also from Discovery News: "Giant Crocs Ruled Ancient Seas" (not the shoes)
From The Digital Reader: "Penguin Now Suing Authors to Recover Advances"
From Prescription for Murder: "Hyphens and Dashes"
From Live Science: "Fox News Climate Coverage 93% Wrong" (Shocker!...eh, not so much.)
Also from Live Science: "Vampire Squid Are Sea's Garbage Disposals"
From Writer's Digest: "Who vs. Whom"

EDIT: Siren didn't make me wait long! LOL They said yes to DSMC-4! Woot! Look for it in November. :)

Shiny New Cover: "Spider Bight (DSMC 3)" by Tymber Dalton

Thursday, September 27, 2012
Woot! Look what I just received! The shiny new book cover for "Spider Bight," DSMC book 3, coming Oct. 29th! Is that not sin on a plate??? :)

Blurb: 


When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

The first two books in the series are available from Siren-BookStrand:


...or you can visit my author page there to see my other releases: http://www.bookstrand.com/tymber-dalton

Sneak Peek: Blurb for "Spider Bight" (Deep Space Mission Corps 3)

Saturday, September 15, 2012
I don't have a cover yet, but here is the blurb for "Spider Bight," book three in the Deep Space Mission Corps series. (Coming Oct. 29th, which is perfect because the story takes place around Halloween! LOL)

Blurb:


When the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel, the crew’s also ordered to refer to Emi as the ship’s captain. Aaron, Caph, and Ford aren’t delighted to learn Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet for women, run by women. They’re even less pleased when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi.

Emi tries to maintain objectivity, but finds it hard to remain agreeable while being shown around a planet that treats males as little more than pack animals. Unfortunately, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on obtaining Aaron, Caph, and Ford by any means necessary when Emi refuses to share.

Now Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who’ll stop at nothing to win. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi’s going to show them she can be even more formidable than any Spider Bight.

You can get the first two books in the series in both print and e-book format: