Sunday, June 2, 2013

If The Collar Fits... (Giveaway & Adult Content) - Sara Brookes

Last month I had the distinct honor of being the launch book for the Ellora's Cave On The Hunt series. It was a chance to combine writing one of my favorite genres (futuristic) with a sexy bounty hunter series. Her Master's Collar is a novella length futuristic erotic romance about two lover's who haven't seen each other in ten years. They still have the heat though...a lot. ;)

(Commenters on any of my posts today will be entered into a drawing for a signed paperback copy of Ragged Edge, a m/m/f contemporary BDSM erotic romance)

Adult Content and Language Ahead

Copyright © SARA BROOKES, 2013
All Rights Reserved, 
Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.


“You lost the right to order me around when you uncollared me, Roland.”

“Is that so?” Evidently losing his grasp on his temper as well, he slammed the door and crossed to her with two quick strides. She inhaled sharply when he stepped near, his body pressing hard against hers. He smelled of a damp, chilly autumn breeze swirling through maple, pine and cedar trees.

Christ, she’d missed his scent. It still made her knees weak after all this time. Her body warred with itself, ready to punch him one minute even as her pussy clenched tight at the thought of how mindless he could make her. Memories of what their life together had once been like nearly choked her with their power. Those memories became more pronounced when his thumb slid along her jaw.

His alluring touch reminded her of the excruciating agony he’d caused with his abrupt exit. She used it to fuel her anger instead of the arousal coiling low in her abdomen. She couldn’t afford to give herself over to those emotions and feelings. To the tingling heat building between her legs. To the emotion clenching tightly around her heart.

“I spent years dealing with how you left. I know you intend to leave after this job is done, so don’t make me go through it. Not again.”

I can’t take it.

“So you’re saying you moved on?” His breath skittered across her bare shoulder as his hand shifted to collar the base of her neck. He didn’t tighten his hand because they both knew he didn’t need to. The pressure of his hand spoke volumes. He was in total control.

Lying to him now would only exacerbate matters, as would the truth. Instead, she chose to remain silent. His cobalt eyes flashed as his head dipped. Hot lips pressed against the side of her neck. Blistering and furious need ripped through her, unleashed the second his flesh met hers. She fought against the desire she had to do whatever he asked. Doing so went against everything she had shaped herself into since his departure.

She would not give into him again.

Not this easily.

“Answer me, pet.” His voice dropped low as he spoke the name he’d selected for her when they were in a scene. A seductive blend of the finest cognac and utter sin. The deep tone wrapped around her, cosseting her as if he’d wrapped her in a soft, downy blanket. His hand shifted, tightening on her neck even as his other hand wrapped around her waist to support her when her knees buckled.

She swallowed, his thumb curving up to caress the sensitive skin under her jaw. Her eyes fluttered closed as a low rumble of satisfaction sounded in his chest. The vibration of it shot straight to her core, causing her pussy to go damp. Judging by the erection pushing against her belly, she wasn’t alone in her need. If this kept up, they would eventually destroy each other from the power coursing between their bodies. He wasn’t the first man she’d been attracted to, but he was the first man to send her world spinning in chaos.

And right at this moment, she hated him as much as she loved him.

“No.” The confession slipped out even as she tried to bite it back. “There’s been no one.”

His touch withdrew, giving her a second to mourn the loss before his command swelled over her as though a waved had crashed on shore. “On your knees.”

The unyielding order swept over her like a persistent gale from a hurricane, causing her to drop without thinking. The cold synthetic wood floor pressed against her knees. The discomfort of the position made her feel as if she’d come home. Her gaze focused on an arbitrary point between his shoes and she released a slow breath as everything inside her went silent. The wait for him to speak again was sheer torture. A punishment she would gladly endure for eternity.

“Did you take another Master after I left?”

The level demand in his voice sent a thrill sparking through her, her need to please him coming to the forefront of her mind. “No, Sir.”

“So you’ve let no one master you in ten years?”

“No, Sir.”


His stern command had her talking before she realized she’d followed his command. “I threw myself into my career to forget about you. About how you made me feel. How you made me ache for everything you ever gave me—and more. The idea of another master holding command over me wasn’t an idea I wanted to entertain. I had no interest because I didn’t want anyone else to put me on my knees like this.”

Only Roland would ever earn the right.

He gave an exasperated sigh before crouching. His knuckle grazed over her cheek in a heartbreakingly gentle caress that awakened every nerve in her body. “I’m disappointed, pet. I instructed you to move on and find someone else.”

There is no one else, you bastard.

She bit her lip to prevent the snide answer from spilling out. For one moment, she wanted to simply relish the sensations he skillfully pulled from her because they’d vanished the second he’d lifted off planet. She needed to thrive again. He was the only one who could reawaken the feelings she’d suppressed for so long.

“Your loyalty is commendable and should be rewarded.” His fingers fit under her jaw to lift her chin. Their gazes met for the first time, allowing her to notice the hurt in his eyes. Leaving her hadn’t come without a cost.

He leaned forward to press his lips against hers, teasing and tasting. She opened for him, feeling his tongue slide unhurriedly into her mouth. He tasted of salt, mint and the jasmine tea he’d had while they’d sat in the lounge. The kiss was slow and drew out the arousal spinning in her core. Everything about him overwhelmed her. Piece by piece, he slowly stripped away her ability to think about anything but following his orders. She was a breath away from abandoning their business arrangement entirely.

Sweat consistent with a blazing fever dotted her flushed skin. She wanted more, and found it increasingly harder to keep a firm handle on reality. It was too easy to give into him and give into the roles they’d slipped into in the blink of an eye.

He continued to kiss her as his finger dragged over the gentle swell of her breasts and dipped under the hem of her camisole. The hard ridge of his fingernail scraped over the tender nub of her nipple, causing her to groan into his mouth. He swallowed the noise, echoing with a low moan of his own.

Heat flooded the space between her legs as her pussy grew damper with each passing second. The atmosphere between their bodies vibrated with need, pulsing from the intensity emitting from both of their bodies. He pulled away, his hand tightening around her neck as he sucked in a deep breath between gritted teeth.

“Korene.” He growled her name, drawing out each syllable so it sounded deliciously filthy. Laser blue flashed as his gaze bored into hers, his hand trembling against her pounding pulse. She pulled in a ragged breath, overwhelmed by the authority and intensity pouring from him.

With a low, guttural growl, he drove his tongue into her mouth as his other hand clenched firmly against her nape to hold her in place. Power surged, flowing into her to give her an anchor she’d missed for the past ten years.

Here, on her knees for him, she was whole and complete again.

4.5 Stars & Top Pick “…a truly wonderful example of erotic sci-fi done right.”

The last thing Korene needs in her life is a former Master who abandoned her ten years ago. But when her employees are taken hostage on Mars, she’s forced to work with Roland whether she likes it or not. Sparks fly the moment the perfectly chiseled man saunters into her conference room; a sign their incredible chemistry is still just as potent.

Roland has a job to do, but he struggles with his unrelenting desire for the only woman he ever loved. Seeing the strong-willed Korene on her knees again is enough to shatter Roland’s willpower. And give him a raging hard-on.

Their distracting lust could flame out of control if they aren’t careful.

Warning: Fire up your thrusters to embark on a secret mission with a snarky submissive who knows the meaning of courtesy and her smoking hot former Marine Dom who isn’t afraid to wait one more day. The sexual chemistry between these two is so sinfully hot, it’ll melt the plastishield of your spacesuit helmet.Houston, we have a problem.


Temple Cameron said...

I not only read the excerpt for Her Masters Collar, I then ended up on another link with an excerpt from another book of yours I have added to my wish list. It was HOT.

Debby said...

Sounds like a problem Houston may not be able to handle. I think we readers can though.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Jennifer Wilck said...

Great excerpt. Good luck!

Sara Brookes said...

Wow, Temple, sounds as if you had quite the adventure for yourself. It's always fun to discover new, exciting things that way! Hope you liked what you saw! (Thought it certainly sounds as though you did. LOL)

Debby, I agree!

Thanks, Jennifer.

Shadow said...

Love it! Sounds so good!! These excerpts are driving me nuts. Now i want to read them all, right now! lol Wonderful excerpt! Thanks!