NEW SURRENDER EROTIC ROMANCE
by KAYLA STONOR
I thought
I’d tell you about my new e-book and share a small excerpt. It’s a work in
progress so the cover and title – Raise
or Fold – are working versions, but the cover adds a bit of colour! Part of
the Surrender Series, this book is shaping into a 70,000+ word novel due for
release in spring. As expected with this collection of stories, it is not your
usual romantic story. The plot is very different from my previous books, although
initially it might not seem that way.
Set in the
UK, Major Brandon Hunt, ex Royal Marine, has taken over his late father’s
publishing business and is busy removing all erotica from its ‘bookshelves’,
putting him in direct conflict with his father’s young widow who is actively involved
in running the business. She recruits friend and former editor, Keira
MacDonald, to change his mind. Keira is now a successful erotica author whose
books are also being dropped. She is also a Domme with a sadistic kink who actively
practices in the BDSM scene. Sparks fly
when she confronts Brandon over his new policy, and the fact that he hasn’t
even read the books he’s removing from circulation.
Their
relationship continues its fractious start when Keira manipulates Brandon into
a weekend getaway as her ‘slave’. She delights in tormenting him with her overt
sadist dominant ways. The weekend does not go according to plan and when
Keira’s life is threatened Brandon finds himself increasingly immersed in her
world. As events spiral out of control, Keira turns on him and his cautious
steps toward a more intimate relationship with her rapidly devolve into
disgust and hate.
I am
thrilled to have a lot of beta help with this story. It’s an intricate plot
walking a fine line between romance and psychological drama, and I am taking on
board advice to keep the story from veering off the path to love. The conflict
over Brandon’s carte-blanche removal of erotica is a key thread of the story,
but the real story is the motives behind his decision, and the dynamics of a
love affair where sexual tastes are close to being incompatible.
It is a journey
to understanding, trust, and love that is full of twists and turns, turmoil and
intrigue. There is sexual tension, hot sex, and dark BDSM play that edges into
torture and abuse as an ever present threat of tragedy reaches crisis point. A subtle twist adds a surprise element that
will explain much as the story heads to its conclusion by when I hope readers
will have come to love both hero and heroine.
I hope you
enjoy this small excerpt.
Excerpt from RAISE OR FOLD
(working title)
Brandon tossed and turned.
To add insult to injury, Keira slept soundly beside him—naked—silk pyjamas
nowhere to be seen. He stared at the ceiling, his throbbing cock seemingly
determined to make him suffer for the lurid thoughts invading his mind. He
flung himself over for the hundredth time and encountered a pair of glowing
jewels that pierced the gloom.
His breath caught in his
throat.
Keira stared at him avidly
and when her tongue flickered across her lips he felt like she was devouring
him alive. He followed its progress, fascinated as her lips turned moist and
glossy under the moonlight filtering between the slightly parted curtains. He had
tasted those lips before and the memory stirred a hunger that needed to be
sated. He rose onto his elbow and dipped his head down. She returned his kiss
with enthusiasm and fingers explored the back of his neck and teased his hair.
He lifted high above her and, when his cock brushed her outer leg, lust blew
his reservations out the door.
‘I swore I wouldn’t do
this,’ he whispered.
‘I thought I’d lost my touch,’
Keira murmured in his ear.
‘Have you got a condom?’
He’d be amazed if she didn’t.
‘Top drawer . . . your side.’
He rolled back, opened the
drawer and felt around. It took him just seconds to open the packet and roll
the rubber on. His fingers trailed down her belly and traced the contours of
her hip down to her leg. Her breath caught, her back arched. He could smell her
excitement. He changed direction, moving steadily towards the nectar he knew
would be waiting. He groaned as his fingers slipped inside her. She was so wet.
He teased her folds apart, searching for her special spot that would send her
wild. He found the pert nub and flicked it with his nail.
Her response was aggressive.
She surged up towards him
and her mouth locked onto his. Their tongues tangled and he was only dimly
aware of one hand stealing down his back and over his hip until she captured
his wrist. He stilled as she pulled his hand from inside her, thinking he must
have hurt her in some way. When she twisted his arm behind him he broke their
kiss and drew back, but his withdrawal only caused her to tighten her grip,
trapping his hand in the small of his back. He could not withdraw further
without conflict.
‘Keira . . .’
‘If we do this, I’m in
charge.’ Her tone was uncompromising.
Brandon hung his head and
emitted a groan of sheer frustration. Every nerve in his body demanded satisfaction.
His dick had gone dark side on him. His treacherous body rested on one hand and
his knee between her thighs.
‘I can’t force you,’ she
whispered. ‘This is still your choice.’
His head rebelled. His body
grew more insistent. He wanted to take her. To sink his body into hers and
relieve the tension that had been building in him since the moment she called
out her opening bid. The memory tightened the coil of desire in his loins,
increasing his urge to take her, to make her submit to him, except he wouldn’t
force her either.
‘How far do you want to go?’
he asked.
‘Light bondage.’
His stomach began to quietly
creep away from him. He was resting on his nerve-damaged arm and it trembled
under his weight. Keira’s free hand reached under him and stroked his hairless
balls. Shivers ran up and down his spine. His cock jerked and his hips thrust
towards her.
‘Not fair,’ he gasped.
‘I won’t hurt you. I promise
you will love it.’
‘Are you Sadist or Dominant?’
‘Both.’
‘Which does this satisfy?’
‘The sadist in me enjoys
your reluctance, your discomfort. Your body craves satisfaction, but the price
of submission is too high.’ She squirmed beneath him and Brandon’s cock swelled
to see how turned on she was by his predicament. ‘The dominant side of me loves
the thought of your submission. You are so used to being in control, and you
know what it is like to lose control. The consequences will haunt you to your
dying day and the thought of voluntarily giving it up goes against every fibre
of your being. It is a fight between desire and sanity. Do you trust me enough
to steer you safely to the other side? Do you trust yourself enough to let go?
Sex is a beautiful act of giving. Your submission will take it to another
dimension.’
Brandon’s head was spinning.
His arm was on the verge of collapse. Her fingers stroking his balls were
driving him to distraction. He tested the strength of her grip on his wrist and
realised she wasn’t going to let him go so easily. His body stood on the edge
of a precipice and the need to make a decision panicked him.
‘Let me go.’
END
EXCERPT
Story due for release Spring.
THE SURRENDER SERIES
(books can be read in any order)
When a suspected mobster arrives at her home, she knows the only way to survive is to turn her submissive nature into a warrior. A Dominant, he knows the only way to earn her trust is to surrender. This unconventional power exchange explores what it means to surrender yourself.
As a soldier, he surrenders his body. As a man, she wants him to surrender his heart. This SciFi novel looks at the double meaning of surrender, where love is an alien invasion.
Kayla Stonor once again examines the meaning of surrender by using a military and physical storyline that questions if surrender is given or taken.
A husband and wife explore their kinkier side and determine which is truly surrendering.
