By Allie Ritch
Thanks so much for having me on your blog today, Cara. I have a great new paranormal romance series that I’m really excited about, and I’d love to share.
The truth is I’ve been a fan of vampire fiction for a long time. Anne Rice, Tom Holland, Laurell K. Hamilton, Kresley Cole, Fred Saberhagen—I could go on forever naming authors whose works I love. Pair vampires with romance, and I’m captivated. A man who can live forever has to pick up some serious skills in bed, right? Never mind that he can penetrate you with his fangs as well as his… But I digress. Having read tons of vampire romance over the years and dabbled in it some, I finally decided to jump in and launch the Vampire Territory series.
Although the books can be read as standalones, readers can follow the characters from the beginning if they want to read the series in order. The first book, Drinking Partners, introduces master vampires Alex Gage and Lucas Thane. Sparks fly when these two alpha personalities clash, but they’re the ultimate power couple. Just My Type then picks up right where book one leaves off, only it focuses on Alex’s personal assistant (Melody) and her guard (Eryx), who like to trade barbs. The sexual tension between the two mounts over time, but Eryx isn’t the only contender for Mel’s attention. Alex’s human brother Wess has been spending a lot of time with Mel, and she likes his delicious human heat. Which man will she choose?
Right now, I have six books planned for the series and have most of them drafted already. I’m thrilled by the enthusiastic reception readers have already given Drinking Partners and hope they enjoy the sequels. This series is definitely sexy, dark, violent (à la Kill Bill), and just a bit campy. I mean, who doesn’t like a heroine who literally takes people’s heads off when provoked?
Blurb for Vampire Territory 1: Drinking Partners
Being the master vampire for the Mid-Atlantic Territory is a tough job. Between the Human Rebellion trying to kill him with poisonous suicide donors and snobby born vampires bucking his authority, Lucas Thane has his hands full. What he needs is a regular drinking partner to feed from and a bigger power block. He finds both in the form of Alexandra Gage, the master of the territory south of his.
Alex could use a little help herself, but she has no intention of letting Lucas take over. Turned into a vampire against her will, she has had enough control taken from her. She’ll never let Lucas usurp her right to rule, but will she let him steal her heart? Passion ignites between them, and it’s amazing what vampire bodies can do.
There’s trouble in vampire territory, and Melody is right in the middle of it. A new arrival from Eastern Europe named Taspar Tong is out to take over her masters’ domains using the army he has at his command. Mel is a personal assistant, not a soldier, and big male vampires scare her.
That includes Eryx, the dark-haired warrior who is always watching her and baiting her with his remarks. If only he didn’t look so sexy. Mel figures Wess Gage—their human captive—is a far safer love interest, although Wess is part of the Human Rebellion bent on exterminating all vampires. Can he really see past his prejudice, or will he turn on her?
There are two dangerous men in Mel’s life. She just has to decide which of them is her type—the one who makes her feel human again, or the vampire who makes her blood boil?
Excerpt from Just My Type (graphic sexual content):
Mel sank her fangs into the flesh above his heart. His nipple was right under her tongue, so she played with it as she drank. Eryx cursed in some language she didn’t recognize, though it was clear he wasn’t unhappy. She could feel how one part of his body felt about her sucking on him.
Everything spun as he turned and took three quick steps across the room. He slapped her back against the wall. The impact didn’t hurt, but it shocked her enough that she pulled her fangs free and loosened the grip of her thighs. He immediately set her on her feet and dropped to his knees—a position she’d never thought he’d take. She stared down at him as he undid her pants. Then he removed her left shoe and pant leg with a single tug before doing the same to the other side.
Mel licked her lips, still savoring his flavor. Eryx turned his intense stare on her pussy, which was hidden by the thin veil of her underwear. He framed her hips with his hands and surprised a giggle out of her when he blew a puff of air into her belly button. She made a very different sound when he caught the waistband of her panties between his teeth.
He flicked his dark brown eyes upward, trapping her in his gaze. She didn’t think she’d ever seen anything sexier than this ferocious man kneeling at her feet with hunger blazoned across his face. He had to be inundated with her personal scent as she creamed so hard her legs shook.
And that was before he tore her panties from her body. With an audible rip, he sliced through the fabric with his sharp fangs and left her underwear in tatters at her feet. One gasp turned into another when he followed up by draping her leg over his shoulder. In an instant, he had his mouth buried in her sex.
It was Mel’s first time having a man go down on her, and he didn’t ease her into it, either. He sucked her clit so hard she nearly went cross-eyed. Then he wedged his tongue inside her and laved as if he was chasing every drop of her honey. She could feel his fangs. They pressed against her intimate flesh without piercing her—a sexy threat that drove her arousal higher.
She rocketed toward the crest. Right when she was about to go over, he turned his head and bit her inner thigh. There was a flash of pain, followed by an erotic draw as he drank from her. A moment later, he plunged his finger into her sheath, and that was it. Her orgasm grew until it was off the Richter scale and blasted through her hard enough that he had to prop her up.
The convulsions went on for what seemed like forever. Although she expected to feel drained as she came down from the climax, she was charged up and eager for more. She cradled Eryx’s head against the inside of her leg until he’d taken his fill. He gave her shivers when he withdrew and licked the puncture marks.
She couldn’t look away as he undid his belt. The subsequent hiss of his zipper was overly loud, but that wasn’t what arrested her attention. She finally got a good look at what had tented his fly. His cock was too perfectly formed to qualify as monstrous, though it was definitely big. The veins along the side pulsed subtly in time to his heartbeat, and the mushroom head was engorged with blood.
As a human, she would have been intimidated by his size. He was far larger than anything she’d ever accommodated before, and it had been a long time. Mel did feel a small twinge of nerves, but as he’d pointed out, she was no longer human. She was done pretending.
Eryx slid up her body and brushed her lips in a sweet kiss once he was eye-to-eye with her. She caught his hard cock in her hand and felt a fresh flood of desire. He dropped his head back with a groan. His skin was silky smooth over the rigid core of his erection—the perfect marriage of soft and hard. She stroked him with firm pulls of her hand until he caught her wrist to stop her.
“You’ll have me on my knees again,” he warned her.
She liked that idea, but he didn’t let her do more exploring. He plucked her off her feet and pressed her tight to the wall. She had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist, which placed her pussy right over his waiting erection.
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