The next book close to being ready for publishing is not a Ghost Unit book but it is related to that Series. In Ghost Unit Book 3, Wanna Play, Blaster and Jas spend some time in a Pirate’s hidden retreat in the Everglades. The story of that pirate’s current descendants is a contemporary romance and mystery
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Lost pirate treasure draws the nastiest sort of people. Yet that’s not the worst thing old Pirate Collin left his only legitimate heir.
Monday, September 10, 2018
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Fall 2018 News
What a lovely time of year. The holidays are coming!! I love the fall.
It has been a long time since I slipped into my “author silks”, but at last, here we are. There is a little news that I’m thrilled about. Gail Faulkner’s titles are once again available in ebook from. Currently 8 of the previously published titles are available on Kindle. I am working on releasing all the books published under the Publishing House that Shall Not Be Named. After that’s accomplished I will be releasing a new book this fall. It’s not an erotic but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
Thank you for stopping by.
Gail
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Thank you all SOOO MUCH!!
I’m humbled at the response to PREFECTLY EXPOSED. Thank you so much for the compliment of purchasing one of my books! Writing a review is going the extra mile and I am extremely grateful some of you choose to do that. It helps an author so much to do that!!!
Again, thank you all!!
Again, thank you all!!
Saturday, May 9, 2015
5 STAR Reviews – Perfectly Exposed
* * * * * Jeanne Becker Trinkaus rated it 5 of 5 stars
Hallelujah! Readers rejoice!
She's back! Break out the champagne! Break out the band so we can all dance a jig in joy! Gail Faulkner has mastered her craft, and we, the readers, get to enjoy the fruits of her labors! She writes wildly wonderful love stories with commanding men and feminine women! Waiting impatiently for her next book!
* * * * * Rhonda rated it 5 of 5 stars
This book is so great
This was a well written fast paced book. It is also a real panty melting great time. Strong alpha Dom innocent submissive female and a lot of hot sexy times. Can not wait to read the crest of the Command Unit Books.
* * * * * Two thumbs up
By Ginny on May 8, 2015
Absolutely grand. Strong hero who after waiting stupidly for five years, gets the perfect -for -him woman. And then disaster strikes! Oh this was so good. Those who follow my reviews know 5 stars are unusual, so take note this really is five stars. Enjoy!
Hallelujah! Readers rejoice!
She's back! Break out the champagne! Break out the band so we can all dance a jig in joy! Gail Faulkner has mastered her craft, and we, the readers, get to enjoy the fruits of her labors! She writes wildly wonderful love stories with commanding men and feminine women! Waiting impatiently for her next book!
* * * * * Rhonda rated it 5 of 5 stars
This book is so great
This was a well written fast paced book. It is also a real panty melting great time. Strong alpha Dom innocent submissive female and a lot of hot sexy times. Can not wait to read the crest of the Command Unit Books.
* * * * * Two thumbs up
By Ginny on May 8, 2015
Absolutely grand. Strong hero who after waiting stupidly for five years, gets the perfect -for -him woman. And then disaster strikes! Oh this was so good. Those who follow my reviews know 5 stars are unusual, so take note this really is five stars. Enjoy!
Friday, May 8, 2015
TODAY – Release Day PERFECTLY EXPOSED
So happy we can share this. If you enjoy Jack and Hailey, feel free to give them a review. The rest of the guys in Command Unit would appreciate the time that takes as it will directly affect getting their stories out.
Thanks again for the support.
Gail
Thanks again for the support.
Gail
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Perfectly Exposed - TOMORROW, May 8 !!!!
Here is a little bit of Jack and Hailey in a quiet moment.
She didn’t know what to do with what just happened. Everything about this man was so far out of her realm of experience that it pretty much became the definition of the term Out of Her League. For a short while after he had disappeared early Monday morning she had been confident that they would work out in some sort of normal relationship. That was clearly a gross overestimation of her ability to handle all that was Jack Stone.
“Jack?”
“Mmm?” he responded, his hands moving tenderly up and down her back.
“This isn’t going to work,” she confessed softly.
“Why’s that, little one?” he wanted to know, his rumbling voice calm, and if she wasn’t mistaken, a little amused. Clearly he didn’t grasp how huge the problem was.
“It can’t. I didn’t know it was possible to…” She couldn’t find the words to name whatever it was he’d given her. It was so much more than an orgasm. “To whatever it is we just did. I don’t even know what to call it.”
Fingers of one large hand combed through her hair and over her back again as the other petted across hip to her butt and cupped, gently squeezing.
“That’s okay, baby. I’ll teach you.”
Pondering that in the sluggish remains of her brain, she frowned. “You won’t get tired of having to teach me the good stuff?”
A chuckle bounced her head on his chest. “No, I won’t get tired of teaching you.” Adorable in her worry that she didn’t know “the good stuff” like he did. Even when she was trying to break up with him he thought she was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. So responsive she drove him to his knees, her overwhelming sexuality the most beautiful gift he’d ever received.
Pre Order Here – PERFECTLY EXPOSED
She didn’t know what to do with what just happened. Everything about this man was so far out of her realm of experience that it pretty much became the definition of the term Out of Her League. For a short while after he had disappeared early Monday morning she had been confident that they would work out in some sort of normal relationship. That was clearly a gross overestimation of her ability to handle all that was Jack Stone.
“Jack?”
“Mmm?” he responded, his hands moving tenderly up and down her back.
“This isn’t going to work,” she confessed softly.
“Why’s that, little one?” he wanted to know, his rumbling voice calm, and if she wasn’t mistaken, a little amused. Clearly he didn’t grasp how huge the problem was.
“It can’t. I didn’t know it was possible to…” She couldn’t find the words to name whatever it was he’d given her. It was so much more than an orgasm. “To whatever it is we just did. I don’t even know what to call it.”
Fingers of one large hand combed through her hair and over her back again as the other petted across hip to her butt and cupped, gently squeezing.
“That’s okay, baby. I’ll teach you.”
Pondering that in the sluggish remains of her brain, she frowned. “You won’t get tired of having to teach me the good stuff?”
A chuckle bounced her head on his chest. “No, I won’t get tired of teaching you.” Adorable in her worry that she didn’t know “the good stuff” like he did. Even when she was trying to break up with him he thought she was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. So responsive she drove him to his knees, her overwhelming sexuality the most beautiful gift he’d ever received.
Pre Order Here – PERFECTLY EXPOSED
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Only TEN days - PERFECTLY EXPOSED
I’m excited to offer this start to a new series, Command Unit. Command Men get the job done, regardless. That goes without saying but when this sort of man’s women is threatened, shit gets vicious. (Sorry for the crude langue, guys talk is raw and these guys do not give a fuck. Again, they apologize to the ladies.)
Also happy to say the second book is almost complete, working title, Long Shot. At preview of Mike and Serra’s story is included in Perfectly Exposed.
Pre-Order Here:
Also happy to say the second book is almost complete, working title, Long Shot. At preview of Mike and Serra’s story is included in Perfectly Exposed.
Pre-Order Here:
Thursday, April 23, 2015
First Chapter Preview- PERFECTLY EXPOSED
Happy to point out, Chapter One is up for Pre-view reading over at Goodreads. Here is the LINK. I hope to read your comments soon.
ENJOY!!
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Pre-Order NOW!! Perfectly Exposed is up live!
What fans are saying about PERFECTLY EXPOSED:
“Perfectly Exposed, Gail Faulkner’s return to the contemporary actions hero’s she writes so well. Jack puts it all on the line for his woman and then rips the line a new one if he has too. Have a spare pair of panties available because you’re going to need a change before you’re done with this book.”
“MUST GET ME SOME JACK!! OMG, new book boy-friend!”
“I loved, LOVED Jack. Those readers who loved Full Ride and the subsequent books in that series are going to be thrilled their Gail is back writing…and writing a man who will make them shiver.”
ORDER YOUR COPY HERE
“Perfectly Exposed, Gail Faulkner’s return to the contemporary actions hero’s she writes so well. Jack puts it all on the line for his woman and then rips the line a new one if he has too. Have a spare pair of panties available because you’re going to need a change before you’re done with this book.”
“MUST GET ME SOME JACK!! OMG, new book boy-friend!”
“I loved, LOVED Jack. Those readers who loved Full Ride and the subsequent books in that series are going to be thrilled their Gail is back writing…and writing a man who will make them shiver.”
ORDER YOUR COPY HERE
Thursday, April 16, 2015
PERFECTLY EXPOSED release date May 8 - Amazon pre-ordering NOW!!!!
Perfectly Exposed
Command Unit, Book One
By Gail Faulkner
Five years ago Hailey had been so fucking far out of Jack’s
reach. Then barely twenty, the woman-child wasn’t ready to handle the man who
craved her, so he made sure his ass didn’t intrude on her life. The last three
years he’s lived in her building, enduring the torture of maintaining distant-acquaintance
status. An experience he’d recommend about as much as walkin’ across razors to
get to your boots.
Now she is all grown up. All Jack had to do is get through
this assignment and he’d be free to make his move. Fully prepared to tone down
what he wants to whatever Hailey’s comfort level is. Still, he’s spent
considerable time imagining how teaching her to be bad in private would be an
exercise in extreme pleasure for both of them.
Hailey in the club the night he has a meet with his mark was
just goat-fuck luck. Yatzic, the vicious flesh trafficker is no fool. Hailey
will catch his attention and do it in a big way. Yatzic likes innocent ass, he
likes it bloody more.
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Perfectly Exposed doing another editing round
Thinking one more round to my amazing editor and this one is
ready. My schedule it tight this month but out of my mind excited we’re so
close to figuring a release date for this one. Still can’t nail it down to a
specific day, but it’s looking like May.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
CLAIR OF EARTH has two (2) FIVE STAR REVIEWS *****
Over at GOOD READS, Rhonda says:
I Love a Gail Faulkner book.
Rhonda's review Mar 24, 15
5 of 5 stars
Read in March, 2015
I Love a Gail Faulkner book.
This is a well written if somewhat short story. It had a really good flow to the story. The intimate scenes were of coarse smoking hot. I love this author and have read all her other works. It has been a long wait for new material Ms. Faulkner. You are definitely worth the wait.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Great News
Perfectly Exposed MS is back from the editor and it looks like it will publish end of April, beginning of May. Woohooo!
Perfectly Exposed is…um… Let me quote my editor, she explains it nicely.
“I loved, LOVED Jack. Those readers who loved Full Ride and the subsequent books in that series are going to be thrilled their Gail is back writing…and writing a man who will make them shiver.” Mary Moran
So Perfectly Exposed is a contemporary, action erotic romance.
Cover coming this week!
Excerpt from PERFECTLY EXPOSED
Then they were in a sort of hall off which four doors opened. His arm around her, hand still cupping her breast, they moved to one of the doors and he had it open, pulling her in the condo.
The next instant Hailey found herself facing the shut door, her hands pressed up, palms flat beside her head and a ton of hard male at her back. His lips at her ear, he directed in a low rumble that skittered down her bones, “This is where you stay while we get a few things straight, little one. You will listen and nod when asked if you understand. When I’m done, we’ll see what you have to say. Advice: Pay attention. Now nod if you understand.”
His hands glided down the undersides of her arms as he growled instructions in her ear. Hailey gulped at the sudden change in circumstances, her forehead against the door she nodded. Hard fingers grazed her armpits and came to rest at the sides of her breasts but didn’t do anything further as his deep voice continued.
“The moment that club door closed on your luscious ass, you became mine. That is the result of the choice you made to go there tonight. Nod if you understand.”
Hailey drew in a sharp breath. He remained a wall of unmoving male behind her, his hands holding her lightly, but other than that, the pose he’d put her in was a voluntary action on her part. It was the most exciting sexual experience of her life and nothing had happened. She knew the words coming at her were important. He had given her direction on how to respond but also, he was waiting for her to answer.
Nodding agreement to his statement would change everything. The huge, demanding man behind her was dangerous. Five years she had lusted after a mysterious, gentle, insanely good-looking Jack A. Stone, from afar! .
The whole afar thing meant she’d never met this guy. The one whose intensity blistered the air around her when he was displeased. The man whose hands never left her body except when driving a vehicle. The one who fondled her private flesh casually, even as he kept her covered in the very public places they had been tonight. Yes, even in the elevator, his hand had covered her breast while he played with her.
All of this flashed in the foggy miasma that was her brain, sparkles of thought that disappeared in willow-wisp fashion. So this was what it felt like to jump off a cliff. Yep, that was the only real thought she could hang on to.
Hailey nodded.
Perfectly Exposed is…um… Let me quote my editor, she explains it nicely.
“I loved, LOVED Jack. Those readers who loved Full Ride and the subsequent books in that series are going to be thrilled their Gail is back writing…and writing a man who will make them shiver.” Mary Moran
So Perfectly Exposed is a contemporary, action erotic romance.
Cover coming this week!
Excerpt from PERFECTLY EXPOSED
Then they were in a sort of hall off which four doors opened. His arm around her, hand still cupping her breast, they moved to one of the doors and he had it open, pulling her in the condo.
The next instant Hailey found herself facing the shut door, her hands pressed up, palms flat beside her head and a ton of hard male at her back. His lips at her ear, he directed in a low rumble that skittered down her bones, “This is where you stay while we get a few things straight, little one. You will listen and nod when asked if you understand. When I’m done, we’ll see what you have to say. Advice: Pay attention. Now nod if you understand.”
His hands glided down the undersides of her arms as he growled instructions in her ear. Hailey gulped at the sudden change in circumstances, her forehead against the door she nodded. Hard fingers grazed her armpits and came to rest at the sides of her breasts but didn’t do anything further as his deep voice continued.
“The moment that club door closed on your luscious ass, you became mine. That is the result of the choice you made to go there tonight. Nod if you understand.”
Hailey drew in a sharp breath. He remained a wall of unmoving male behind her, his hands holding her lightly, but other than that, the pose he’d put her in was a voluntary action on her part. It was the most exciting sexual experience of her life and nothing had happened. She knew the words coming at her were important. He had given her direction on how to respond but also, he was waiting for her to answer.
Nodding agreement to his statement would change everything. The huge, demanding man behind her was dangerous. Five years she had lusted after a mysterious, gentle, insanely good-looking Jack A. Stone, from afar! .
The whole afar thing meant she’d never met this guy. The one whose intensity blistered the air around her when he was displeased. The man whose hands never left her body except when driving a vehicle. The one who fondled her private flesh casually, even as he kept her covered in the very public places they had been tonight. Yes, even in the elevator, his hand had covered her breast while he played with her.
All of this flashed in the foggy miasma that was her brain, sparkles of thought that disappeared in willow-wisp fashion. So this was what it felt like to jump off a cliff. Yep, that was the only real thought she could hang on to.
Hailey nodded.
Monday, March 16, 2015
TODAY !! Clair of Earth is available NOW
So excited. Thank you for waiting so long between publishing. The next Gail Faulkner book is on track to be released shortly. Yayyyy
Purchase Clair of Earth HERE
If you enjoy the book, kindly leave a review on Amazon. You wouldn’t believe how much it means to an author's success. Thanks so much.
Purchase Clair of Earth HERE
If you enjoy the book, kindly leave a review on Amazon. You wouldn’t believe how much it means to an author's success. Thanks so much.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
CLAIR OF EARTH Excerpt # 2
Excerpt #2: CLAIR OF EARTH available MONDAY, March 16,2015 on Amazon.com
Erotic BDSM Sci/Fi Romance
Last night 11:35 p.m., Earth
Clair’s eyes blinked open in shock. How she knew there was something to be shocked about was unclear. It wasn’t a sound that penetrated her brain. It was something a heck of a lot more basic but there was no time to analyze. He towered at the foot of her bed, gazing down at her. Noble features highlighted with deep shadows as the nightlight painted him with feeble illumination.
“Oh, my God,” Clair heard herself breathe as the shock of his presence in her bedroom thundered through the sexual haze and killed it. At least that should have happened. Really, seriously, should have been a huge downer to find the object of her secret crush standing at the foot of her bed looking down at her. She was lying on top of the covers, knees cocked wide, holding the freaking dildo in her pussy, other hand working her clit. Was there a more exposed, vulnerable position? No. So lying there staring up at him was probably wrong and um, well, wrong.
Then she panicked, as anyone would, but all she got to was the deep breath to prepare for the flight part of the fight-or-flight response before he pounced. Not leapt, not jumped, no, Trel pounced. The fluid power of his movement meant Clair suddenly found herself beneath a whole lot of heavy male. One of his hands had both of her wrists over her head. The other male hand grasped the end of her dildo still lodged in her body. His large frame suspended just above her body on knees and elbows would not allow her legs to close and they were now nose to nose.
“Oh, my God,” Clair repeated. Not that she was actually in control of her responses, verbal or physical. “What are you doing?” was the next thing out of her mouth. Not, Get off me. Or, Get it out. Or even, No. Any of which would have been the more reasonable response.
At her words, his head tipped to the side slightly as if he was listening to something else. Male fingers holding the dildo in her pussy moved and a thick thumb straightened, rasped across her clit, but he didn’t answer her verbally.
“Trel?” Clair squeaked.
“Yes,” he stated softly, his thumb firmly circling her clit.
“What are you doing?” she asked again because it seemed like an important question.
“I am taking what is mine.” His eyes never leaving hers, he slowly pulled the dildo from her body and tossed it off the bed. “This,” a thick forefinger pushed into her channel to his first knuckle, “is my wetness. Is it not?”
Clair’s gasp was not the response he required. She knew this because his hand at her wrists tightened slightly and pulled her arms straighter above her head, reminding her that she was restrained. The finger in her body pushed in deeper as he continued. “Do not attempt a lie, little one. My name was on your lips as that thing took your body. I am not pleased that my wetness was given to another.”
“I…ugh. What?” Clair tried to get a thought out, but the fingers at her already over-sensitive pussy were not allowing her time to think.
“Mine, Clair. Your words revealed this is mine and I will not tolerate another taking it.” He went on in a low growling tone.
His finger pulled out of her body, his large hand flattened to cup her intimately. Firmly holding her as her entire body began to tremble. Shock was getting a grip on her wildly inappropriate response to him. At last.
Clair squeezed her eyes closed.
“Look at me, Clair,” he commanded firmly.
His hands holding her, both intimate and restraining, totally short-circuited her brain. This amazing male, the object of what she had first told herself was just curiosity but later had to admit had always been sexual fascination, held her in his control. Overwhelming responses were crashing through her. Secret desires realized were dangerous things. They came with razor edges and no safety margins. Now he wanted to take away her one hiding place, the one behind her eyelids.
Clair found that she couldn’t refuse. Did he know she craved sexual submission? Know that coupling a command with his control of her body was the number-one erotic trigger for her? How could he? No one knew.
She looked up into the dark eyes regarding her.
“You will respond to the question,” Trel informed her. “Is this my wetness?” His hand flexed over her pussy.
“Yes,” Clair whispered.
“Was that thing you used provided by me?” he continued.
“No, but…”
“Then you gave my wetness to another,” he stated softly.
Last night 11:35 p.m., Earth
Clair’s eyes blinked open in shock. How she knew there was something to be shocked about was unclear. It wasn’t a sound that penetrated her brain. It was something a heck of a lot more basic but there was no time to analyze. He towered at the foot of her bed, gazing down at her. Noble features highlighted with deep shadows as the nightlight painted him with feeble illumination.
“Oh, my God,” Clair heard herself breathe as the shock of his presence in her bedroom thundered through the sexual haze and killed it. At least that should have happened. Really, seriously, should have been a huge downer to find the object of her secret crush standing at the foot of her bed looking down at her. She was lying on top of the covers, knees cocked wide, holding the freaking dildo in her pussy, other hand working her clit. Was there a more exposed, vulnerable position? No. So lying there staring up at him was probably wrong and um, well, wrong.
Then she panicked, as anyone would, but all she got to was the deep breath to prepare for the flight part of the fight-or-flight response before he pounced. Not leapt, not jumped, no, Trel pounced. The fluid power of his movement meant Clair suddenly found herself beneath a whole lot of heavy male. One of his hands had both of her wrists over her head. The other male hand grasped the end of her dildo still lodged in her body. His large frame suspended just above her body on knees and elbows would not allow her legs to close and they were now nose to nose.
“Oh, my God,” Clair repeated. Not that she was actually in control of her responses, verbal or physical. “What are you doing?” was the next thing out of her mouth. Not, Get off me. Or, Get it out. Or even, No. Any of which would have been the more reasonable response.
At her words, his head tipped to the side slightly as if he was listening to something else. Male fingers holding the dildo in her pussy moved and a thick thumb straightened, rasped across her clit, but he didn’t answer her verbally.
“Trel?” Clair squeaked.
“Yes,” he stated softly, his thumb firmly circling her clit.
“What are you doing?” she asked again because it seemed like an important question.
“I am taking what is mine.” His eyes never leaving hers, he slowly pulled the dildo from her body and tossed it off the bed. “This,” a thick forefinger pushed into her channel to his first knuckle, “is my wetness. Is it not?”
Clair’s gasp was not the response he required. She knew this because his hand at her wrists tightened slightly and pulled her arms straighter above her head, reminding her that she was restrained. The finger in her body pushed in deeper as he continued. “Do not attempt a lie, little one. My name was on your lips as that thing took your body. I am not pleased that my wetness was given to another.”
“I…ugh. What?” Clair tried to get a thought out, but the fingers at her already over-sensitive pussy were not allowing her time to think.
“Mine, Clair. Your words revealed this is mine and I will not tolerate another taking it.” He went on in a low growling tone.
His finger pulled out of her body, his large hand flattened to cup her intimately. Firmly holding her as her entire body began to tremble. Shock was getting a grip on her wildly inappropriate response to him. At last.
Clair squeezed her eyes closed.
“Look at me, Clair,” he commanded firmly.
His hands holding her, both intimate and restraining, totally short-circuited her brain. This amazing male, the object of what she had first told herself was just curiosity but later had to admit had always been sexual fascination, held her in his control. Overwhelming responses were crashing through her. Secret desires realized were dangerous things. They came with razor edges and no safety margins. Now he wanted to take away her one hiding place, the one behind her eyelids.
Clair found that she couldn’t refuse. Did he know she craved sexual submission? Know that coupling a command with his control of her body was the number-one erotic trigger for her? How could he? No one knew.
She looked up into the dark eyes regarding her.
“You will respond to the question,” Trel informed her. “Is this my wetness?” His hand flexed over her pussy.
“Yes,” Clair whispered.
“Was that thing you used provided by me?” he continued.
“No, but…”
“Then you gave my wetness to another,” he stated softly.
Monday, March 2, 2015
Excerpt #1: CLAIR OF EARTH
Excerpt #1: CLAIR OF EARTH available March 16,2015 on Amazon.com
Erotic BDSM Sci/Fi Romance
“Say the words. Do you understand the word stop will halt your service?”
“Yes.” Her voice was quiet but clear. “If I say the word stop, everything stops.”
“Good. Come.” His hand moved to her elbow as he directed her to the piece of furniture behind her. Releasing her arm, he motioned at the seat. “Sit.”
He watched closely. No detail of her response could be missed, no nuance of reaction ignored. If for one moment his little mate did not enjoy her submission, Trel had to know it. This was a huge gamble on so many levels.
She stared at the preparation station with no small amount of apprehension flowering into her intoxicating scent. A little fear but no hint of terror, revulsion, or any other rejection.
She would have every damn thing he could find a way to give her and his control was one of the gifts she craved. His precious mate knew herself to be sexually submissive and Trel thanked the Goddesses for that small blessing. His hand swung back and landed on her bottom with a loud crack. He’d been careful to cup his hand so the sound was sharper than the sting. “Now,” he commanded in a low growl.
Clair gasped and stumbled forward, turning awkwardly to scramble into the devise hung with thick, leather restraints. The narrow pad was not actually a seat when the devise was in proper alignment. It was a support that would shift to force her pelvis up.
She sat and leaned over to grip the straps, her breathing hitched a notch as she attempted to insert her slender foot in the stirrup and wrap the leather around her ankle.
Trel growled and bent, gently pushing her trembling hands away, he swiftly pulled the strap around her ankle. Even that small task could not be left to another. He would be careful the binding could not hurt her. Grasping the other foot, he easily moved it to the stirrup and secured that strap. Straightening, his hand landed on her midriff, slight pressure and she tilted back to standard station one.
Clair let out a startled squeak as her body shifted and she found herself on her back, sort of. A blunt pad, positioned at the top of her ass, thrust hips up. Her feet were secured to stirrups that had swung wide as the contraption moved. She ended with her legs bent and elevated so not only bare pussy but also her back entrance was clearly visible. Her hands clutched the top of a short bench that supported her upper back and head. The huge Centurion stood between her legs and leisurely studied her most private flesh.
He was looking at her. It wasn’t cold, but there was no codling in his regard. She had known there wouldn’t be, but the reality of Trel taking her was more intense than she imagined it would be. She’d been imagining for a very long time, at every opportunity, and still, she underestimated how this felt.
Breathing in sharp gasps, Clair sank into the flames of surrender. They licked across her inhibitions, a ravenous blaze that could easily consume her very soul. Oh mercy, he was just standing there, examining her. The OBGYN table on steroids restrained and displayed her. Like the huge male regarding her, it removed all her choices, stripping away modesty in the most delicious, commanding way possible. It made her feel more than naked, more than displayed. It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was.
“Say the words. Do you understand the word stop will halt your service?”
“Yes.” Her voice was quiet but clear. “If I say the word stop, everything stops.”
“Good. Come.” His hand moved to her elbow as he directed her to the piece of furniture behind her. Releasing her arm, he motioned at the seat. “Sit.”
He watched closely. No detail of her response could be missed, no nuance of reaction ignored. If for one moment his little mate did not enjoy her submission, Trel had to know it. This was a huge gamble on so many levels.
She stared at the preparation station with no small amount of apprehension flowering into her intoxicating scent. A little fear but no hint of terror, revulsion, or any other rejection.
She would have every damn thing he could find a way to give her and his control was one of the gifts she craved. His precious mate knew herself to be sexually submissive and Trel thanked the Goddesses for that small blessing. His hand swung back and landed on her bottom with a loud crack. He’d been careful to cup his hand so the sound was sharper than the sting. “Now,” he commanded in a low growl.
Clair gasped and stumbled forward, turning awkwardly to scramble into the devise hung with thick, leather restraints. The narrow pad was not actually a seat when the devise was in proper alignment. It was a support that would shift to force her pelvis up.
She sat and leaned over to grip the straps, her breathing hitched a notch as she attempted to insert her slender foot in the stirrup and wrap the leather around her ankle.
Trel growled and bent, gently pushing her trembling hands away, he swiftly pulled the strap around her ankle. Even that small task could not be left to another. He would be careful the binding could not hurt her. Grasping the other foot, he easily moved it to the stirrup and secured that strap. Straightening, his hand landed on her midriff, slight pressure and she tilted back to standard station one.
Clair let out a startled squeak as her body shifted and she found herself on her back, sort of. A blunt pad, positioned at the top of her ass, thrust hips up. Her feet were secured to stirrups that had swung wide as the contraption moved. She ended with her legs bent and elevated so not only bare pussy but also her back entrance was clearly visible. Her hands clutched the top of a short bench that supported her upper back and head. The huge Centurion stood between her legs and leisurely studied her most private flesh.
He was looking at her. It wasn’t cold, but there was no codling in his regard. She had known there wouldn’t be, but the reality of Trel taking her was more intense than she imagined it would be. She’d been imagining for a very long time, at every opportunity, and still, she underestimated how this felt.
Breathing in sharp gasps, Clair sank into the flames of surrender. They licked across her inhibitions, a ravenous blaze that could easily consume her very soul. Oh mercy, he was just standing there, examining her. The OBGYN table on steroids restrained and displayed her. Like the huge male regarding her, it removed all her choices, stripping away modesty in the most delicious, commanding way possible. It made her feel more than naked, more than displayed. It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was.
Friday, February 27, 2015
March 16 Release !! CLAIR OF EARTH
CLAIR OF EARCH will be available through Amazon MARCH 16, 2015
I'm so excited. You can preorder here. <--Link to Amazon, Clair of Earth page.
I'm so excited. You can preorder here. <--Link to Amazon, Clair of Earth page.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Clair Of Earth the Blurb
Clair of Earth
Brintex Centurions Book One
by Gail Faulkner
The one Brintex Clair has met is huge, hot and totally in control of every situation. Owing him an intimate debt is exciting in the most intimidating way possible. Knowing Trel has made it clear the Brintex culture is male dominated and, for Clair, had become an imaginary fantasy world. One she goes to privately, in her head. Caught in the act, literally, Trel reveals a massive cultural difference and now expects her submission in real time. He instructs her how to prepare to pay her debt, leaving no doubt he intends to get the real deal, Dominate/sub sort of submission, from every inch of her body.
If she refuses, he takes his “debt” to Earth’s governing body and demands compensation. Translation: global debate about Clair’s masturbation practices. Nope, not happening. Submitting to Trel for twenty-four hours couldn’t be worse than that.
Trel has waited a damn long time to get his female exactly where she wants to be. Taking her submission is his right and his duty. What happens when perfection is under his hand at last? They are about to find out something more is required of both of them.
WARNING: Clair experiences bondage, penetration of every pleasure center and two smoking-hot Centurions who mean to own her. Some will say this is light BDSM because no one wields a whip. But it must be noted, no Centurion needs a whip to get his female’s attention. They prefer skin-to-skin contact in all things.
EDIT TO ADD: Clair of Earth will be available through Amazon. Currently in final edits, I hope to publish in March, April the latest. So sorry for leaving this off the original post.
Brintex Centurions Book One
by Gail Faulkner
The one Brintex Clair has met is huge, hot and totally in control of every situation. Owing him an intimate debt is exciting in the most intimidating way possible. Knowing Trel has made it clear the Brintex culture is male dominated and, for Clair, had become an imaginary fantasy world. One she goes to privately, in her head. Caught in the act, literally, Trel reveals a massive cultural difference and now expects her submission in real time. He instructs her how to prepare to pay her debt, leaving no doubt he intends to get the real deal, Dominate/sub sort of submission, from every inch of her body.
If she refuses, he takes his “debt” to Earth’s governing body and demands compensation. Translation: global debate about Clair’s masturbation practices. Nope, not happening. Submitting to Trel for twenty-four hours couldn’t be worse than that.
Trel has waited a damn long time to get his female exactly where she wants to be. Taking her submission is his right and his duty. What happens when perfection is under his hand at last? They are about to find out something more is required of both of them.
WARNING: Clair experiences bondage, penetration of every pleasure center and two smoking-hot Centurions who mean to own her. Some will say this is light BDSM because no one wields a whip. But it must be noted, no Centurion needs a whip to get his female’s attention. They prefer skin-to-skin contact in all things.
EDIT TO ADD: Clair of Earth will be available through Amazon. Currently in final edits, I hope to publish in March, April the latest. So sorry for leaving this off the original post.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Second MS off to the editor!! Yayyy
We will have more Gail Faulkner this winter/spring!! I know, I’ve been saying that. Just wanted to let you know it’s close.
Gail
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