Thursday, January 22, 2015

When all you want is a good time.... DARK COMPANION #MaleEscort #GuardianAngels #Destiny #Vampires #Erotica @vampauthormaya

Forbidden Fruit Friday

When all you want is a good time...

This is Warwick Dark. 

You'll figure out how he fits into Isla's story soon.

Isla's done the entire dating scene without success. She just turned forty and realizes the "American dream" of a husband, children and a white picket fence is almost all but faded.

And that is fine by her.
The children and suburban life never fit the mold for what she wanted for her American Dream.
Neither did the husband part.
But having a man in her life to fulfill various needs was the crux of the matter.  

Sex without love- could she deal with that?
So when all a woman wants to have a good time, what does she do?
We know what Isla's done. Would you do that too?
Read the excerpt from DARK COMPANION.


Copyright © MAYA DELEINA, 2014
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“I’ve been waiting for your call.” A seductive male voice answered on the first ring.
“I-I’m sorry. You were waiting for a call?”
“That I was.”
“Sorry. I-I didn’t mean to interrupt you. You must be busy. I’ll call back.”
“But it was your call I was waiting for.”
Isla was silent, but her mind was racing with confusion and a tinge of irritation. There was no customary and simple “hello”. Making the call hadn’t been the easiest thing to do. In fact, she’d made herself sick to her stomach just rehearsing it in her mind. And considering how this conversation was beginning, she felt more than just unprepared. She felt inept.
Looking down at the card, she remained silent. Trying to decide on either hanging up or continuing the conversation, she traced a red-polished finger over the solitary letter that was prominently displayed.
“Let’s make this simple, shall we?” she stated with authority.
“All right.”
“You and I both know what I’m calling for.”
“Well, I-I’m new to this.”
“I know. Just ask me anything you want.”
“How much?”
He chuckled.
“What? You said ask anything.”
“My services are no charge.”
“No charge?”
“I’m very selective of my clientele. I have to ensure privacy and tact. What I do isn’t exactly legal.”
“How do I know you’re not a cop?”
“Well, for starters, you’re not paying me so there’s no legal issue to toil.”
“First-timers are my preference. The anticipation, the suspense, the overwhelming feeling of taboo—it all intensifies the experience. That’s why there’s no fee for the first visit. Pleasure is all I want us to focus on.”
“Then how do you make your money?”
“Repeat business.”
“That’s an interesting business tactic.”
“I have a great product.”
Isla cleared her throat, finding his witty comment both calming and stimulating.
“I’m also very choosy about clients because they have to be of a certain caliber. I don’t advertise. I don’t entertain referrals. I offer my services to those I come across, whom I believe want my services and meet the level of sophistication I require.”
“Wait—you’ve seen me?”
“The waiter at Spice is also my employee. When he overheard your conversation, he evaluated you as I’ve trained him to do, and then he gave you my card.”
“I-I wasn’t even serious. It’s just a silly fantasy I was blurting out and I was a little drunk. You know, it was just talk.”
“If it was just talk, why’d you call?”
Isla was silent. His question robbed her words.
“May I ask what you were celebrating?” he asked, breaking the silence.
“My birthday.”
“Happy belated birthday.”
“I’m forty. How old are you?”
“Do you know that a woman’s body at forty is amazing?”
“Well, that was a question I certainly wasn’t expecting.”
“I’m trying to explain why I’m calling.”
“No need to explain. But to answer your question, yes, I know. Your sexual awareness is at its peak. As a young woman, you had the tools, but didn’t know the craft. You needed time for your mind and body to ripen to their full sweetness. And with that time, you’ve learned to master your tools.”
“Sounds like you have an affinity for older women.”
“From a professional standpoint, a mature-minded, established and classy woman is what I seek. From a personal standpoint, older women have always been my preferred taste.”
“I see.”
“I believe I trained my staff well. I think we may be exactly what we’ve both been looking for.”
“For me…sex is life. My body needs it. I-I can’t deny that. But I can’t just pick up random guys at a bar, you know?”
“I know.”
“I can’t engage in anything physical with men I’ve had a relationship with in the past or men who I’m friends with. That complicates things.”
“I see.”
“And I can’t keep putting myself through dating. I-I’m no good at it.”
“You don’t have to justify anything to me. What this is, what we’re discussing…only a handful of people would dare experience. Suffice to say I recognize your appetite and it suits me well.”
“There are others like me though, right?”
“There are others, yes. And we do things discriminately and safely. Again, pleasure is the only concern.”
“So, for your repeat business, what’s the cost?”
“It’s a hefty sum to cover my expenses.”
“Are you talking hundreds?”
“Try thousands.”
Isla sucked the air into her lungs hard and fast.
This was some serious money.
Suddenly, panic engulfed her like a tidal wave. The realization of what she was considering, how close she was to delving into this forbidden fantasy, sunk in. She wasn’t engaging in conversation about sex with a perspective date—this man was an escort. This was wrong. This was illegal. Sure, not a single soul would know about what she’d done, but she would know. Forever.
But then, another thought came rolling in and quickly turned the tide.
That kind of money could only mean he was worth every penny.
A delicious ache throbbed between her legs at the thought and banished all of her reservations. “So, how do we go about scheduling something like this?”
“Would you like me to be there now?”
“At my home?”
“Actually, I would feel more comfortable at a hotel. I’m thinking high-class, nothing sleazy.”
“I’ll make the arrangements. Would you like me to send a car to pick you up?”
“Is that typically how this works?”
“It’s whatever you want. So, shall I send a driver? Say, in two hours?”
“Two hours?” She looked at the clock with uncertainty. It was six p.m. on a Friday night and she had absolutely no plans, yet her mind instinctively tried to fabricate a reason why tonight wasn’t a good choice.
Isla closed her eyes for a brief second and calmed herself. When would this opportunity ever present itself again? She’d never look up this type of service of her own accord. This was her chance. If she was really going to go through with this, she needed to make the decision now.
“Yes. That sounds good.”
“What address should I provide to the driver?”
“Wait. I-I want to know what the W stands for first.”
“W?” He paused. “W is the want you have stirring in your body for this experience. W is the wild adventure you’re about to take with me. W is the wailing sounds you’ll make as my hands take control of your body. W is for the warmth I will fill your body with tonight.”
“Wow!” Isla sighed, drawing out her response.
“Now there’s another W I didn’t think about.”
Isla remained silent in reflection of the imagery his response painted.
“But most importantly, W is for Warwick,” he continued.
“Yes. Warwick. I’ll see you soon.”

Warwick, an Elite member of the Vampire Architects, was chosen as Isla Joseph’s Protector at the moment of her birth. Four decades later, he struggles to hide the love he harbors for his charge. When the time comes for her to learn of Warwick’s existence, lust is a beast he can’t contain, nor can Isla fight her instant attraction to this mysterious “stranger”. The pair comes together in a frenzied feast of flesh.

But their intimacy has consequences. Consequences for Isla, when she discovers her lover is a vampire…for the team of Architects, who are struggling to save her from a horrific future…for Warwick, when he’s forced to wipe every trace of himself from Isla’s memory.

Isla, Warwick and the Architects will soon discover love isn’t so easily erased. And while fate may have dark designs for Isla…destiny has other plans.

A Romantica® paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Amazon   iTunes  Barnes & Noble   ARe

Warwick is portrayed by Jim LeVasseur
Isla is portrayed by Kae Aleise

Meet Maya "The Vamp" DeLeina

Maya DeLeina is an Erotic Vampire Author published with Siren and Evernight Publishing with an anticipated new series with Ellora's Cave coming soon.

Maya delves into sexual fantasies of the blood and fang fetish that has readers tingling in all the right places.

Check Out:
Maya’s  Website
Sexy Vampires Brought to Life on Maya’s YouTube Channel.
Maya’s books on AmazonBarnes and Noble and Bookstrand
Maya Author Fan Page
Friend Maya on Facebook
Friend Maya on Goodreads
Follow Maya on Twitter

No comments:

Post a Comment