Every once in a while, I'm lucky enough to have known an author from the very beginning of their career -- and sometimes even before. I remember how excited Marty was when she announced the contract for At the Edge, her first story with Phaze, followed quickly by A Master's Love, her well-received debut with Loose Id.
Marty has gone on to release another seven books, including Fallen Angel s on June 3 from Loose Id, and her first print book, Lascivious, from Phaze on June 9th, and I'm delighted to have her joining us as our June featured author!
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Sierra Dafoe: Marty, congratulations on your first print release! Can you tell us a bit about Lascivious and about the two stories it includes?
Marty Rayne: Thanks, Sierra. I feel very honored to be your featured author. Can I suck up a little and say that I love your books :-) Also, thank you for all the encouraging words and advice.
As you said, Lascivious is my first print book. It contains two e-book novellas that are available at Phaze: Testing Passion and Journey to the Dark Side.
Testing Passion is about Janet O'Neal, a part-time sex toy tester. Her boyfriend recently dumped her and is now flying solo concerning which sex products she can evaluate. Damien Richards shows up at Janet's door offering his "services" to help test a batch of products that require more than one person. What Janet doesn't know is that Damien is her employer and fascinated by his most treasured tester. Can one weekend together lead to more?
What's the best way to catch a killer who is focused on torturing male submissives? Become one, of course. In Journey to the Dark Side, FBI Agent Jared Keller goes undercover with Detective Monica Street as her submissive, frequenting the club, The Dark Side. Alpha-male Jared gets more than he bargains for as he is engulfed by Mistress Monica, whippings, and the trappings of a psychotic serial killer.
The great thing about my print book is that I've been able to add two extra chapters to each book and played a little with the ending of Testing Passion. So even those who've purchased the e-books will receive an extra treat.
Sierra: What's it feel like to have your first print book coming out?
Marty: Hmmm, what's it feel like? *SQEAL* lol Seriously, it feels really good. I'm counting down the days until its release. Kind of like finally giving birth to your child and holding him/her for the first time.
Sierra: One series I want to mention is your DragonRiders series. Book 1: Bonded Hearts came out in December. Tell us a bit about Ketall, the world of the DragonRiders -- and tell us when we can expect to see DragonRiders 2: Reluctant Hearts release at Loose Id!
Marty: I love dragons. Something about them really appeals to me, so I created Ketall. This is a planet in an alternate universe where dragons and magic are real. My dragons can shift into human form. These dragons become bonded (hot, yummy sex) to human Riders and police the land. My dragons are also different as the sex of the pairing of dragon and rider isn't much of an issue. (It satisfies both sides of my muse ;) )
I had a lot of fun writing the Bonded Hearts. The second, Reluctant Hearts, has more information/history about the bonding process between a dragon and its rider. Each book has a little more information about Ketall and its dragons.
I haven't been informed of a release date for Reluctant Hearts, but I'd have to say sometime in the fall. As soon as I get a date, I'll let everyone know.
Sierra: Most of your books have a male-male or menage relationship in them. What is it about the attraction and love between two men that captivates you as a writer?
Marty: I get asked this all the time from friends. Especially those who don't read this genre. But honestly, it's not always an easy question to answer, at least not so people can understand the why of my thinking.
To me, there's just something really sexy about two men, strong and dominate, getting up close and personal, along with vulnerability when their emotions surface while they're intimate. *pant* Two men opening up is just hot!
Sierra: Are there any genres you feel drawn to that you haven't tried yet?
Marty: I've yet to submit a paranormal (vamp or were-shifter). I've got several pages of ideas and even a couple started/plotted, but haven't managed to finish any of them. One of my goals this year is to have one submitted to a publisher.
Sierra: What's the one accomplishment in your career as a writer so far that you're proudest of?
Marty: One, huh? At this time in my life, I'd have to say the day I signed my first contract to have a book published. It took an enormous amount of courage to submit that book, and I still get a queasy stomach as I hit the send key to shoot a new book off to my editors. I took a chance at a dream and was very excited when it became a reality.
Sierra: Tell us a little about your process as a writer, how a story develops for you. Where do you find your inspiration? At what point in the process does a book really start to 'zing' for you?
Marty: My writing process is probably very unique. Every story comes about in a different way and I use a variety of methods to get it completed. It's really comical when I take up over half our large dining room table and my husband walks in shaking his head. He doesn't see how that mess could have any organization to it. But I know where everything is. :-)
Inspiration? Some come from dreams, others just kind of *poof* come into my mind. Music sometimes generate images in my head, which creates stories too. I've got a really good imagination, so it's not too hard to come up with something.
I love starting a new story. It's exciting. New. That's when a book really 'zings' for me.
Sierra: What about when you're writing? Are there any 'must-haves'? Music, no music, a favorite beverage? How do you bribe the muse?
Marty: When my muse is on fire, it doesn't matter what's in the background. But when it needs a little push, I enjoy setting the scene for him (yes, my muse is male). On nice, breezy days, I like sitting out in my carport at my picnic table and laptop. Any drink with caffeine is perfect. If the mood is really good, the music on my mp3 player will do just fine. It's filled with Nickelback, 30 Seconds to Mars, Maroon 5, and other upbeat music.
Sierra: And what do you do for fun and relaxation, when you get the chance?
Marty: Fun and relaxation? LOL It's been a long time since I've done that. But when I do find it, it's usually spending time with my family. Taking walks on the beach with my husband. Playing with my 11 year old twin boys. I'm also a red belt in Soo Bak Do, currently on hiatus.
Sierra: Marty, thanks so much for joining us! Where can readers find out more about you and your books?
Marty: Thank you for having me, Sierra. I look forward to my chat this month.
I try to keep my website updated – www.martyrayne.com.
I also have a blog that I babble on and have a free read available. I haven't been too active lately, but now that school is out, I should have some more time to play on it – http://martyrayne.blogspot.com/
Then there's my newsletter group. In my newsletters, I try to include fun stuff and excerpts that I don't post anywhere else. Also an occasional giveaway for just my newsletter members - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Martys_Erotic_Times/
Adam Hardy's assignment was clear: Infiltrate the pseudo-biker gang Fallen Angels and bring back the dirt on their big boss, Lucifer.
Nowhere in the mission statement did it tell him to fall for their leader, Mammon, named after the fallen angel of greed.
Marc, aka Mammon, thought that a quick dip would sate the lust he held for the newest Fallen Angel. After all, Adam would never be his now that Lucifer has taken an interest in the pretty boy. Intent on making him a golden boy.
Who knew sex and the unexpected bond of trust would bring the two men together as they try to take Lucifer down and out of their lives forever. Can the two survive all the obstacles thrown at them?
Excerpt:
"Food has nothing to do with what you want." I gave him a shit-eating smirk.
His head fell back against the fridge. "How did you know?"
"It's my job to observe, to know who I take into the fold." His body trembled under mine, and he stilled. It only lasted a second, but I made note of it. There was a chance Adam wasn't out, which would explain his reaction.
"So, now what?" His question came out breathlessly.
"Now we fuck, pretty boy." Before Adam could protest, I grabbed hold of the bottom of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head, effectively trapping his arms up in the material. He could have freed himself with just a small amount of struggle; instead, he stood there, chest heaving with his panting breath. Adam looked too hot, with his cheeks flushed and lips parted. Evidence of my need to shave had made the skin around those lickable lips irritated to match his rosy face.
Using one hand to hold his arms up, I bent my head and took a nibble at the closest nipple. He gasped, his head falling back and eyes closing. I sucked it between my teeth and bit harder. Adam's body jerked, and a moan tore from his throat.
"Like that?" I asked, licking soothingly around the nipple.
There was a hesitation before his answer. "Yes." It was spoken softly, as if he was reluctant to tell me. It made me wonder. Having had my share of lovers, not too many of the real pretty ones were into pain, afraid of marring their beauty. Most wanted the tender, soft touches of a gentle lover. But not all, as Adam was proof.
I left the straining nipple and trailed light kisses up his broad chest and then shifted over to his collarbone. Adam sighed in response; his body relaxed further into mine. I licked his neck; the salty flavor of sweat invaded my mouth. I licked again, then quickly sucked in flesh and bit. It wasn't hard enough to break the skin, just enough to leave a mark. Adam's hips jerked forward against me, and a cross between a cry of pain and moan of pleasure rocketed from his mouth.
I nearly spent my load right there. Iron-clad control was the only thing that kept it from happening. How long it would actually last was another story.
I stepped back abruptly, releasing Adam. He blinked at me, dazed and confused.
"Mammon?"
"Don't talk. Bedroom. Now." I spoke between clenched teeth. I turned and started to the bedroom, yanking at the buttons of my jeans. I didn't have to look back to see if Adam followed. Could hear him hurrying behind a moment after leaving him in the kitchen.
By the time I reached the bed, I tugged my feet out of my jeans and damned the stubborn boots that had taken precious time to get off. Behind me, I heard Adam undressing as well. Turning, I found he, too, had trouble with his boots and jeans.
I was impatient. Almost desperate to be inside of him. I could imagine how hot and tight his ass would be. Again, I called upon that well-learned control as I watched him finally dispense with his last bit of clothing.
I went to the bedside table and retrieved the bottle of lube and a condom. The safe houses were always fully stocked. Throwing them onto the bed, I went to Adam. He looked around the room, and I sensed that he felt a little -- lost? Reluctant? Unsure? Maybe a little of each.
Kissing him swiftly, pulling his body to mine, our bare flesh finally came together. We moaned in unison as our cocks made contact. It never ceased to amaze me how wonderful it felt to have another hard dick rubbing along my shaft. Wetness seeped from my tip, anxious for action.
I pushed Adam toward the bed, releasing my hold. "On your knees, pretty boy."
Janet O'Neal enjoys her part-time job with Pandora's Box. She sets her own schedule, it's never boring, and at times, very exhilarating. Yes, being a sex toy tester can be stimulating. But when her boyfriend dumps her, Janet hates the limitations that are forced upon the way she performs her job.
Damien Richards seeks out his best tester. With a deadline looming, there is no one he trusts more than Janet and her studious testing skills. Of course, he has another motive when he knocks on Janet's door asking for her help. Being the owner of Pandora's Box, he's frightened that he's losing his best employee, the woman who has him intrigued and fascinated by the passion filling her reports.
Can Damien talk Janet into spending a weekend with him working, testing passion, along with the toys? Will Janet welcome the stranger into her most secret fantasies?
Excerpt:
Now what? Janet thought. Now you fuck me further into oblivion, she wanted to say, but held her tongue. Actually, there were other things her tongue wanted to do instead of being held by her teeth. Like licking every inch of the lush body before her; or maybe ravaging the thick cock that stood stiff and primed for action.
Janet blinked several times and mentally shook the clouded haze from her mind. What had this man done to her? One orgasm and she was thinking like a wanton woman. Oh, who was she kidding? She was a wanton woman, one that had been denied these carnal pleasures for way too long.
She looked at his sin-laced grin. It spoke volumes to her. It told of unspoken promises fulfilled, of passionate acts that were to come. This was the man who had allowed her to whip his ass then went and cooked dinner for her. Could he be for real?
"Dessert," she answered, taking the box from him. She extracted a foil package and sat up. She looked at him, her gaze going from his brilliant chocolate eyes down to his muscular thighs. Yes, he would be her dessert, midnight snack, breakfast, brunch, and so on. At least until Monday morning.
Instructing him to lay down on his back she quickly extracted the Ben Wa balls from her body. She'd had more than her fair share of those things. She tore open the foil wrapper with trembling fingers, extracted the condom, and paused a moment. She'd almost forgotten the reason of this weekend. The reason she was about to have sex with a man she'd met only hours earlier. She fingered the condom and made a few quick mental notes before slipping it on Damien. It was a perfect fit and she smiled when she caught the scent of mint in the air.
"You know, mint is one of my favorite flavors." She straddled his waist.
"Mine, too," he answered. His smile shifted into a gulp of pleasure as she slid her hot, moist pussy over his hard, thick cock.
Janet threw her head back and arched her back as she felt him fully encased within her body. Her walls stretched to accommodate him, ripples of pleasure lapping over her. Alan had never been this large or made her feel this full. No man had. She was in awe at the feelings flowing through her body in delight.
Slowly she lifted her body from his before lowering again. They groaned together in pleasure and she couldn't stop the trembling of her body. His hands rested on her breasts, his fingers kneading them and brushing over her nipples. The sensations beating away at her body made her head spin like a merry-go-round.
Janet rode Damien and enjoyed every stroke, every touch, every caress. She thought of nothing but the pure enjoyment of sharing a moment with someone who was non-judgmental about her desires. A moment where they were both reveling in the feel of each other's bodies without thought. Too long she'd gone without shared passion. But no more. As of tonight, Janet swore to never allow anyone to hinder her desires again. If she was too kinky for a man, so be it. He wouldn't be the one for her. She refused to settle for someone who wouldn't share her enthusiasm and play when it came to sex.
Damien's hips began thrusting upward meeting her downward motions in perfect harmony. Janet realized how well they fit together, like they were made for one another. The thought stirred a raw unknown feeling deep inside of her. She pushed it away, not ready to think about it, not ready to deal with anything so unfamiliar. Instead she turned her full attention to the man beneath her.
Adam Hardy's assignment was clear: Infiltrate the pseudo-biker gang Fallen Angels and bring back the dirt on their big boss, Lucifer.
Toys are for grown-ups too.