Most of my catalog is not currently enrolled in Kindle Unlimited, but as promised, I will be periodically cycling in titles that have not yet had a run in Kindle Unlimited.
Anyone following this blog knows well my numerous concerns about the current state of KU, but my readers come first — always — and I recognize that many readers are now “KU only” readers. I want to be sure those readers have access to my titles as well.
So, I’ve enrolled Taking The Human into KU for one 90 day term. If you’ve been waiting to read the book until it shows up in KU, now is the time to take advantage of that… because there is a good chance this title won’t be available in KU again for quite some time.
UPDATE on the sequel to Taking The Human:
Book II is coming along nicely, and I am highly confident it will have a June 2017 release. Keep an eye out for a cover reveal and preorder links (and another excerpt or two) in the coming couple of weeks. I’m really excited to publish this one:) More soon!
For the sole reason that I enjoy excerpts, I’ve included an extended (and dirty) one from Taking The Human with this post. Read on!
Excerpt from Taking The Human
The ride up to the airborne traffic lanes was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Strapped into what looked to be a grav couch — and one entirely too big for her — she held her breath as the transport’s engines kicked in, slamming her against her seat as the Gs racked up. Rocketing straight up, she chanced a glance at her captor sitting up in the pilot’s cockpit. He seemed utterly unfazed, though he had strapped himself into his own seat as well.
He punched in something on an ephemeral bluish screen that seemed to be projected into thin air before him, his finger swiping something to the side on the display, then stabbing in more green and gold numbers. She’d have loved to get a better look at it, but with her arms still bound behind her, and a harness securing her with a brutal tightness, she wasn’t in the best position to admire the alien technology all around her.
Then a tiny mechanical whine and three muffled clicks sounded from the front, and the transport’s rate of ascent slowed rapidly, drawing to a halt, the sudden lack of thrust giving her a momentary wave of queasiness. Tapping something else into the display, he splayed his fingers in a sudden motion, the projection winking out in an instant. The mains kicked in at the rear, and the vehicle jerked as it accelerated horizontally.
Her side windows were translucent but didn’t allow her enough detail to tell what was going on outside. Through the front wind screen though, she could clearly see other transports in all shapes and configurations, a seeming endless river of them, the sunlight glinting off the oval exhaust cowling of the hulking craft immediately ahead of them.
Lukanos looked back at her, his eyes taking on that eerie luminescence in the shadowed cabin. Her heart began to beat faster as he unsnapped his harness, his gaze not leaving her for one second. There was a determination there, a hardness, she’d not seen before.
She couldn’t decide if it turned her on or scared her shitless.
Crawling back, he sat on the rear seat next to her, the air vibrating with his close proximity. The seat, built for beings much larger that her, only allowed her feet to just touch the floor, perched as she was next to Lukanos. His immense form made her feel like a tiny toy next to him, his intent gaze only amplifying the effect.
She yelped as he took hold of her hair, forcing her to face him. He gazed into her eyes for long heart stopping moments. He was so different now, so much more… intense. His new manner was one that did frighten her a little, but at the same time she still felt great relief to be back in his hands. The ordeal of the auction was something she still wasn’t sure how to process. Somehow it made her appreciate this giant male still more. As much as she might be frightened, or embarrassed at times, deep in her soul she knew it could be much worse.
And Lukanos offered her pleasures she didn’t know were possible.
Just the thought had the lips of her sex growing slippery, the heat growing between her thighs. She wasn’t supposed to want this, yet he’d made her face it, just as he’d made her face everything else since he’d taken her from Earth. She still did not regret her decision to stay, but at moments like these, fear threatened to overwhelm her, even as her body seemed ever more ready to meet whatever this implacable male decided to mete out. Since she’d stepped foot on Yaanfahr, her sense of courage and adventure seemed to be centered directly in her clit, instead of her mind.
You’re turning into a slut.
“On your knees,” Lukanos said, his voice more rumbling vibration than sound.
Fingers squeezed her cheeks, and he shook his head, his eyes blazing. She obeyed as well as she could, almost tipping over as she knelt, unused to the unbalancing caused by the binding of her arms behind her.
“You’ll get used to that,” he said. He pointed to the floor at his feet. “Kneel here.”
Her face burning hot, her breath came fast as she watched his legs spread apart, the snug fabric of his pants rendering the truncheon of his erection quite visible along one massive inner thigh. His hand never leaving her hair, a burning twist of his fist brought her between his knees, her heartbeat like a frightened animal as he pulled his cock free. It reared up in his fist, the massive muscles of his forearm flexing, the network of veins standing out stark upon his hand as he stroked the shaft slowly, the heavy testicles bulging below. Her mouth began to water as she caught the scent of him on the air, pure male, pure arousal.
Oh God, I don’t think I can do this!
The memory of how much his penis had stretched her the first time he’d taken her was fresh in her mind. Quite certain there was no way she could perform the service he wanted, she was equally certain he’d demand it of her anyway.
“You’ve done this before, yes?”
“No. I do not want your words here. Nod yes or no, Alisse.”
Her fierce blush spread to even the tips of her ears as she nodded.
“This is going to be more difficult than you’re used to, I suspect.” The broad head pressed to her lips, the tip already glistening, the scent of him strong in her nostrils. Her sex squeezed tight, her urge to lick him almost irresistible. “Open, but do not suck. Understand?”
She nodded, unable to meet his lust-filled gaze as she obeyed.
“You will look upon me, human, as you take me in your mouth. You’ll be punished at home if you look away again. I want to watch you.” The hand in her hair gentled, but did not release her. The head of his cock stroked the length of her lower lip and back again, his glittering gaze pinning her in place, the pleasure clear there as her face burned still hotter. “Your red cheeks. I will never tire of the way you humans blush.”
His hand tightened in her hair, and her body tensed as he pushed forward, laying the heavy, hot shaft upon her tongue. Her saliva threatened to spill over as she stayed obediently open for him, watching his lips curve into a cruel smile. He made her wait several seconds, then gave her the faintest of nods.
She took him in then, shocked at the size of him, at the burning heat of his flesh, until the broad head pushed at the back of her mouth. Gagging a moment, she was unable to fight the urge to pull back, knowing he wouldn’t permit it. His penis popped from her pursed lips, and he scowled.
“No!” He slapped her cheek with the hard shaft, her blush exploding like fire across her face. “Keep your lips tight around me until I tell you otherwise. Understand?”
She nodded miserably.
His heavy cock smacked against her other cheek. “Answer me, human.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, drowning in her embarrassment, catching her lip between her teeth.
His wolfen grin was back as he tapped the smooth underside of the head against the corner of her mouth. Obediently, she opened wide once more, and he pressed forward. Pushing for the back of her mouth again, she began to gag, but held tight to him, her eyes brimming over at the sensation.
“That’s it, breathe through it and extend your tongue.” He let go of the base of his shaft, caressing her cheek as he spoke, his voice gentle now. “You can do this. Deeper now.”
The veins of his cock pulsed against her tongue as she pushed it out farther, her gag reflex receding for the moment. She twisted her hands helplessly, dying to use them, to touch him, to exert at least a tiny bit of control over how he used her mouth. His cock pushed hard then at the entrance to her throat, and it was impossible not to cough and gag. Tears nearly blinded her as she looked up at him while he did it again, and a third time. Panic threatened to overtake her as he made one last push. Then finally, he relented, pulling back until just the heavy head of his cock pressed down upon her straining tongue.
“I feared this might be the case,” he murmured, smiling. “With time, perhaps you’ll be able to do it.”
Her watering eyes spilled over, tears coursing down her cheeks as she nodded, relieved but unable to deny a dark disappointment at not being able to satisfy him. She knew he wanted her to take him into her throat, but he seemed far too large, the head of his cock feeling as if it would plug her throat entirely.
Pulling himself from her mouth, his cock extended above her, and he collected one of her tears on his fingertip, grinning down at her.
“Your tears… I shall never tire of these either. They make you even more beautiful.”
She watched him wipe the wetness upon the broad head of his cock, her hot flash of shame making her close her eyes for a moment. Then he made her lick him with the broadest part of her tongue from the top of his scrotum all the way up the underside of his penis, the thick vein along the bottom of his shaft throbbing, until the salty essence slickening the end coated her tongue once again.
“Good… that’s good. Again.”
As she obeyed, his thumb toyed with her soft earlobe. “This is how you’ll always use your mouth. Always this way, understand?”
Nodding as best she could, she licked the glistening fluid from the slit of his cock again, risking his displeasure by planting a soft, gentle kiss upon the swollen, purple head.
His long moan filled her with both relief, and a twisted triumph, her clit beginning to throb insistently. She knew this was wrong, being forced into this, but knowing she had no choice — and knowing just as surely that he truly did want her — gave her the courage to accept it, to lose herself in that which she could not change.
And to hope that he might decide to reward her.
Sure, he wants you — as a play toy. Don’t forget it.
Part of her was beyond caring though, her sex a burning, seething mass of need as she licked him, wrapping her lips around the huge head and sucking hard, her tongue growing numb, the muscles of her jaws beginning to flag. All the while she watched his glittering eyes. The transport jostled them in their seats from time to time as it negotiated its course far above the city, Lukanos cruel grip on her hair preventing her from tipping over.
“Open your mouth and show me your tongue.” His voice was a tight bowstring of tension, his hard thighs vibrating with it.
Lips wet with saliva, she complied.
He shook her by the hair. “More!”
Straining, she opened as wide as she could, the head of his cock laying heavily upon her tongue once more.
“Don’t move, or it’ll be the whip across your ass when we get home,” he growled, the hand in her hair tightening painfully as he stroked the length of his cock. He threw his head back with a long groan, the air suddenly rich with the sharp tang of his semen as it burst forth, jets of it coating her tongue, wetting her lips, her chin. Her cheeks flamed anew as a thick drop splatted against the upper slope of her breast.
Still looking toward the heavens, he ground out in a breathless grunt. “Swallow. All of it.”
The amount of hot, thick seed filling her mouth was almost too much to handle, but she managed it, gulping it down, her gaze fixed on the strong muscles at the base of his throat, the thick tendons there standing out in stark relief as he breathed heavily. At length, he came back to life, flashing a dazed smile at her as he tucked his still partially erect cock back into his pants.
“Sir, please, I need to know.” She swallowed again, licking a last trace of his salty fluids from her lip. “What… what’s going to happen now? I have so many questions… so much… I don’t understand.”
For a moment, he simply regarded her, his gaze cool, unreadable. Then with a sigh, he flipped open the lip of the console behind their seat, closing it with a handful of black straps dangling from his fist.
Her heart began to beat like a jackhammer when she realized what it was, his fist opening to reveal the huge oval ball the color of midnight connected to the straps.
“No — Sir, what did I—?”
But he simply forced the rubbery gag between her teeth, the taste slightly sour. It pressed back into her mouth, and for a terrifying split second she feared she might gag. Thankfully, it didn’t reach quite that far, but it totally immobilized her tongue, her lips stretched. Biting hard against the gag, she tried to find some way, any way, to make the fit more comfortable. She found it just bearable as he fastened the straps snugly at the back of her neck, lifting her hair to ensure he’d secured it to his liking. She tried to calm her breathing, her nostrils flaring as she adjusted to the intrusiveness of it, the shaming silence imposed by the thick gag.
“I meant it when I said no words from you. We’ll take this out when I think you’ve learned your lesson about following orders.” He patted her cheek, the gesture making her want to bite him.
Climbing back into the cockpit seat, the latches of his harness clicked as he seated them in their buckles. He looked back at her, his lips giving her a little quirk.
“You sit still now, slave girl. We’re almost home.”
I hope you enjoyed that dirty little scene:)
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