Like a Virgin with Sara York...

When Sara York was like a virgin…

So…in honor of my first solo release coming out soon…I've decided to celebrate by talking to some very talented authors about some of their first releases! *giggles* You see…it isn't all about me all the time…but I do love weaseling my way into the mix most of the time…hehe

I can't tell you how long I've been waiting to get some one on one time with my next Virgin victim…um…I mean guest *blushes*. She's sassy! She's brilliant! She's ballsy! And I've got her attention for the rest of the day! *bouncing around the room fist pumping air*…hmmmmm…I wonder if I can finish this interview in less than five minutes and attempt my ravaging plans on her the rest of the day…*face palm* Did I say that out loud? *smirks and winks*

So…without further ado…because oh yeah—I can soooooo cut myself off from babbling *giggles*…here is the ultra hot and heavy Sara York! *wolf whistles and whoop whoop's as I lead the beauty to the back porch two-seater swing and plop down next to her* Hope you don't mind…it's so pretty out here and this swing is nice and cozy…*pushes off with feet to get us swinging* (oh yeah, all puns intended…hehe)

I love porch swings, so let’s get to rocking.

Yay!!! So, let's start this off with the basics…tell us about Princess Slave.

Princess Slave came about in a flurry of what if’s. Ava is a princess, destined to be married off by her father to increase their political ties. She looks forward to helping her planet achieve more power. However, the evil king of Zebulun, Ean, has plans for her. She’s his sex slave now and she has to fight to survive.

Why did you choose The Wild Rose Press to publish this first short of yours…was there something special there or just fate?

At the time there weren’t too many epublishers. It seemed like a good fit. Looking back, I’m glad I had the experience. They set the bar high for what I would expect in the future from other publishers.

I assume you had more than one work in progress when you published Princess Slave…what made you decide this would be your first book published?

Actually, I didn’t have anything else going. I had toddlers to watch after so I didn’t have too much writing time. I wrote very slow back then, almost painfully slow.

Okay…about me for a second *big smiles*…I'm personally going through some withdrawal anxieties with my boys… did you have any withdrawal pains when you sent Jaron and Ava out there in the big bad world?

Yes, I always do. I want to keep the book all to myself, secreting it away so only I can drool over the characters. There’s a magic that happens sometimes between the author and the characters. I’ve fallen in love more than once with my characters. Right now I’m having a secret affair with one of the characters of a book I’m working on. He’s hot, smart, sexy and wonderful.

I can't wait to meet him!

Book 2 of the
Princess of Gemariah series

Looking back—now that you have more experience under your belt—would you change anything about Princess Slave or your way of handling its release?

Most assuredly! When the contract was up with The Wild Rose Press, I went back through Princess Slave and changed a few things. Then I put it up on Amazon as self-published. I’m still doing some of my books with publishers, but I’m also doing more self-publishing.

If you had to turn the experience of publishing your first book into an erotic novel…what would you title it?

Pain and Torture that Lasts Forever

I hear you there *giggles*

What color would you label your first foray in publishing your book and why?

Dark red. I loved having my first book out there, but I learned so much with that experience. I’m too nice to my editors and I don’t speak up enough. That first experience taught me to ask questions. I still am too nice, but I do ask about books when I think it’s taking too long.

Now…just because I like the hit 'em hard and fast route…*winks*…here are a few quickies for us about your hero and heroine…answer can only be Ava or Jaron…

Most likely to snag a transport for a joyride…Jaron

Most likely to get body art (tattoo)…Jaron

Most likely to eat food in bed *winks*…Ava

Most likely to be silly and break out into a song and dance number…Jaron

Most likely to find a stray animal and bring it home…Ava

Most likely to blow off plans and talk the other into staying in bed all day…Jaron

Most likely to have a sweet tooth…Ava

In a silly battle of wills…most likely to refrain from…um…pleasuring themselves the longest…Ava

And now for my favorite part…*rests head on Sara's perfect shoulder and bats eyes at her*…tell me a story please…about a beautiful and fiery princess and the man that enters her life…

Blurb:

Princess Ava Timna is prisoner of the king of Zebulun, doomed to become his sex slave. Escape means certain death but staying only delays the inevitable—the loss of her virginity. To her people, her virginity is sacred, something to be treasured and given as a gift to her future husband. Wedding King Ean isn't an option as he's rough, known for defiling women and casting them aside. She expects abuse and harshness at his hands, yet his gentle touch leaves her breathless and aching for more. Could she be attracted to him?

King Ean of Zubulun has a secret—he’s actually Jaron, Ean's identical twin on a mission to restore order and honor to the planet he loves. Keeping Ava prisoner weighs on his conscious. Returning her to her people would blow his cover and result in their deaths. Keeping her means giving in to the lustful fire burning in his loins, knowing all the while he's lying to the one woman he wishes could be more than his princess slave.

Find Princess Slave at…Amazon

Excerpt:

Her captor pulled his robe off and threw it to the floor. Ava sucked in a startled gasp as he joined her under the spray. She kept her eyes glued to a spot on the wall, not daring to peek at his tight stomach or lean legs. She didn't even want to think about the other parts, the ones she wasn't supposed to know anything about.

Warm water cascaded over their bodies, sending rivulets of pleasure running down her skin. He turned her around so she could no longer see his face. His hands were on her, rubbing a slick bar of soap over her flesh. She wanted to rebel against his touch but couldn't move away from the calming relief being clean brought.

A wave of shock hit her as he covered one breast with his hand. His fingers caressed her, stroking her nipple until it formed an urgent peak. The vibrating rush from his touch turned her body to molten fire. She wanted to be able to shrug off his touch and she should have, but part of her wanted to encourage him. To find out how much higher she'd feel if he kept touching her.

Her ass pressed against his erection, and his shaft slid between the slit of her cheeks. She grew hot as erotic images of them connected filled her mind. The silky tip of his cock filling her pussy left her gasping for breath. The explicitness of her thoughts made fear run through her mind, leaving her wishing for escape. She pushed the thoughts of sex away, fighting the pull to turn around and let him do as he wished.

She gasped and jumped forward, swinging around to face him. "I won't let you do this."

He chuckled, amusement filled his eyes. "You don't seem to be in the position to deny me."

She spat in his face. "I would die before I let you touch me."