Saturday, March 09, 2013

Get Kinky in the SLIPSTREAM with Skhye Moncrief





Okay, I’m not the type to just say I need to write a let’s-get-kinky post. I’m a scientist to the core.  But give me a challenge, Roxanne. Go ahead! Let me see…Where would Skhye begin on her kink expedition?

Skhye’s #1 Kinky Place for the Curious:
Right there on my blog’s list of research links is the DICTIONARY OF SEXUAL TERMS, i.e. Sex-Lexis http://www.sex-lexis.com/ (Warning: you will no longer be considered a virgin after perusing this website.) Of course there are many places jam-packed with equally interesting information online. I just always return to this one that reads like a familiar dictionary. (Skhye does love information!) At Sex-Lexis you can build your sexual vocabulary and see where authors of erotica and romantica gather ammunition.

Ammunition?

Oh, I’m sorry but I forgot where I was going with that point as my mind leapt to Corporal Laurel--a Space Marine with a thing for explosives…Explosives are his favorite weapon of choice to have on hand when a window of kink opportunity snaps open. Although, he’s always got his socks to back up a bomb. (Refer to this page on condomerie.com for something that inspired Laurel’s pocket-sized tricks http://condomerie.com/catalogsearch/result/?q=black+tickler) But toys really means nothing when he’d rather play with a clit because everything boils down to fulfilling duty for him. Hm. I wonder why my mind always revisits this character when there are so many more colorful players in SLIPSTREAM?

Never fear. There’s more than one Space Marine on the job! Well, Major Fitzroy is the nicer of the two. He just doesn’t look like a big scary fuck (that’s what the heroine’s uncle/the outpost’s general calls Laurel). The major is the pretty hunk on SLIPSTREAM’s cover. He spends most of his time warding off alien attack of the heroine in the bedroom. Or does he? Because he certainly thinks the heroine is enjoying herself reliving her sex memories in her dreams studded with five alien siblings. And she seems so aimed to please! The major decides he’s just the gratuitous penis in the mix. I don’t know, but I think the major’s correct in that he controls nothing in those situations. Absolutely nothing. He just has to go with the flow. And the longer he’s around, the more alien gangbangs appeal to him.

So what do you do with an intelligent heroine dog paddling in denial? You kick her reality into absolute sexual chaos. Wouldn’t you? I mean wouldn’t that make things better? I think so. Then, you make her relive sexual ménage with aliens. No. Why not haunt her with dreams that make her sleepwalk—reenact her sexual memories in her sleep? *evil cackle* Then you have to force her to see what’s black, white, and gray throughout the universe. Ah, she’s a big girl cosmologist. Differentiating between black, white, and gray is her job. So, it shouldn’t be surprising that an author would force this kind of heroine to face her reality. Yes. I mean sex! Bring on the chaos. And don’t be surprised if the cure leaves her with two competing Space Marines who could die at any moment saving her life. That would be too evil. But throwing it into the mix helped show how everyone was human, except the Snarians! 

Aliens out to harvest your eggs simply can never be good guys. Not when they bite you with some type of drugged saliva that makes you willing. Or is it the way those aliens coo? Wouldn’t a pack of cooing alien brothers out to ensure you’re happy make you happy? Well, they’d have to if they considered you their property/mate. After all, they’ve already stolen your eggs. What else would they do through the years to keep you content other than hump like a Space Marine?

Oh, no. I think I went off on one of my rambling tangents. Did I run out of time? Crap! Sorry, Roxanne! ~Skhye



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SLIPSTREAM
Cyber Ops Book One
Skhye Moncrief

Genre: erotic futuristic romance

ASIN: B00BA99IJE

Number of pages: 312 pages
Word Count: 79,000 words

Cover Artist: Erin Dameron-Hill

Kindle   Nook


Book Description:

Congratulations, Dr. Charlotte Barley! You won a one-way ticket to Diablo's Shithole!

Yes, Dr. Barley, you saved earth from humanity's extinction brought on by overpopulation, discovered wormholes, and gave humanity a new lease on life. But, you're being hunted by someone using a wormhole device you can't fathom, plagued by a type of sleepwalking that involves reliving your alien sexual experiences gleaned from wormhole journeys, and, yes, we see that you can't deal with your murdered bodyguards--mercenary Space Marines forced to anchor your body to a bed at night by acting out the sex memories haunting your REM cycle. Get over it already because there's nowhere left to hide except Diablo's Shithole...And the shit is about to hit Diablo's fan more than you could ever imagine...Because, deep down inside, you know you're into all that kinky sex.

So, who will the next victim be? Is tall, long, and corded astrophysicist Major Fitzroy capable of dancing with death to save your ass, or are you willing to sacrifice hotter-than-sin muscle-bound explosives fanatic Corporal Laurel? Just don't let their nuts rub together. And you know your alien-infested sexual dreams are a huge turn on for you. Just face the music, honey. Can your bodyguards fulfill the sexual fantasy of the king of all alien kings and his troop of humping brothers until the truth is exposed to save your ass?

So, Dr. Barley, you slut, ready for another slide down a slippery wormhole to Diablo's Shithole? It looks like a lot of fun. And more than those feet are going to get wet in the SLIPSTREAM.

Warning: Reader should be prepared for a heroine who curses like a sailor and knows she's a slut, Space Marines with sex on the brain, a Corporal with a clit fetish, aliens who bite and harvest things best left hush hush, as well as a little human m/f/m, even more alien m/f/m/m/m/m, and a plenty m/f in a plot heavily laden with reproduction and sexual gratification. Finally, this story proves one universal constant: it never hurts to drop the soap. 


About the Author:

Educated in geology and anthropology, writing lured Skhye away from finishing her thesis in (bio-archaeology) anthropology. Aside from muscled men in fur, leather, denim, and kilts, Skhye loves cultural ecology, cultural evolution, cultural relativism, and natural processes…Big ideas…Simple concepts that manifest in world building to crazy people like Skhye who studied anthropology and geology ad nauseum before turning to writing romantic fiction. Her rule of thumb is to love the good, the bad, and the ugly of every culture in her tales so that every culture in her tales and every aspect of her stories resonates as real as possible. And yes, she's "certifiably" geek.





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4 comments:

Debby said...

These aliens have interesting saliva. Sounds like an intriguing read. Thanks.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Skhye Moncrief said...

Thanks, Debby! ;P

Krysta B. said...

I still can't get over the whole space marines, it combines two of my favorites. So I'm just going to go in the corner and drool

Skhye Moncrief said...

Well, DKrysta, one of them would just love to see you drooling! He's kind of intense...