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The Smutketeers Do Delilah Devlin!
by edenbradley on Oct 12th, 2011 leave a response

His suffering…

Though proud and strong, Eirik, heir to the Ulfhednars kingdom, found himself seduced and taken from his homeworld by a bounty-hunting vixen, who sold him into slavery. Purchased by a wealthy, Consortium-backed brothel, he is kept at a heavily guarded and secure breeding facility, where he is forced to feed the lustful whims of Helios’s elite at night. He bides his time, waiting for a chance to escape and get his revenge on the woman who betrayed him…

Her satisfaction…

Once a sex thrall, Fatin earned her freedom through service. Now, as a bounty hunter, she is determined to earn enough to buy her sister’s papers from the same brothel she escaped. For this, she abducts a brutishly handsome, breed-worthy specimen from the Viking planet and delivers him to auction. But her desire for justice and his desire for freedom may consume both of them in a passion neither wanted—or can resist.

“This is an exhilarating BDSM (and more) romantic science fiction… With a strong cast made up of several races and a lead couple in love and distrust, readers will appreciateENSLAVED BY A VIKING in outer space.”
~5 Stars, Harriet Klausner, Genre Go Round

“This lusty novel has components of BDSM, scorching sex and the element of surprise. There is clever worldbuilding and tight plotting, with a great cast of characters…”
~4 Stars, RT Books Reviews

Excerpt…

Eirik tried not to breathe too deeply. The rotten, sour smells of his dark, dank prison already made his skin stink. He didn’t want the awful stench inside his lungs or belly.

He hadn’t seen the other prisoners, not after they’d been herded like cattle through a chute once the hatch had been opened at the side of the ship and his keepers applied prods to their backsides to move them out in single file.

With only brief impressions of his new home, of searing heat and blinding, harsh sunlight, he’d shielded his arm over his eyes and stumbled down the gangway, through the iron-barred alley that disallowed any thoughts of escape.

He’d been led to this cell, deep inside an enormous stone building. A brief glimpse of an open arena, and then he’d been shoved down two flights of narrow stone steps.

Once they’d slammed the solid door and slid the eye-level window closed, he’d been left alone, no sounds penetrating his prison other than the hum of the light above him, and the sounds his own body made.

His thoughts drowned it all out, screaming inside him. He’d wanted to beat his fists against the door, rail at his captors, but he didn’t know if anyone watched him, and wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of knowing how close to abject despair he was coming.

Hel, he’d even suffer Fatin’s derision, her cold, calculating touch, just to feel or hear another human being.

He didn’t know how long he’d been here, there being no window, and no way for him to know how the natural passage of time was counted on this planet, but he knew it was long enough that he’d stopped believing anyone would come to his rescue.

They must think me dead, he thought. Like Father, lost on the ice. One day waving as he skimmed away across the frozen blue water, never to return. Only Eirik wasn’t lost. He wasn’t dead.

A key grated in the lock at his door, pulling his glance. The heavy door swung open, and two sweet-smelling women strode inside, dressed in short, white skirts. Their breasts were bare. Leather sandals with straps laced up to their ankles. Both were dark-haired and ombré-skinned. Like the witch Fatin. They carried linens and an urn of water.

He pressed a hand against the wall of his cell and pushed up from the floor.

“There’s a guard outside the door,” the one nearest him said. Her dark, sloe eyes glittered as they raked his body. “We’re here to bathe and dress you.”

Pushing past them would earn him nothing. He clenched his fists at his sides and held himself still as they brought their clean, sweetly fragrant bodies close enough to strip away his clothing and bathe him like a mother might a child. Only their hands lingered over his sex, and although he might have wished otherwise, his cock unfurled, coaxed by their hands and then their lips to deliver his body’s nectar. Or so they called it.

Dressed now, and more relaxed, he allowed another woman just outside his cell to lead him through a winding warren of corridors until they climbed a final set of steps and she pushed open the door, letting sunlight drench them.

Eirik closed his eyes, lifting his face to the light. But he wasn’t allowed to savor the sensation. A prod behind him reminded him not to dally. He stepped out onto a platform in the center of the arena. A stage surrounded by thousands of men and women dressed in long robes and jewels.

A blended roar of voices greeted him. Women’s excited chatter, men’s laughter. He emptied his mind of the indignity, of standing in the center of the stage, hands rising, voices shouting. Then one voice separated from the throng, for it was nearer and familiar. His head swiveled toward the sound, caught the triumph glittering in Fatin’s eyes as she met his gaze for a moment, then turned back to the crowd, accepting rapidly escalating bids.

A woman near the front of the stage shouted something that sent the crowd into gales of laughter.

Fatin turned toward him, warning him to behave with her cold, black gaze. When she was within arm’s reach, she pulled at the tie on his hip and unlaced it, letting the short, skirtlike garment the women had dressed him in fall away.

He stood nude, his body exposed to the air and the rapacious gazes of the crowd. His head cleared of the numbing despair, all focus homing on Fatin’s slender frame. No matter the outcome of today’s shameful events, he vowed to have his revenge. One day, Fatin would be the slave; one day she would know the shame he felt.

Something of what he thought must have transmitted. Fatin’s look of triumph faded, and her eyes became dark mirrors of doubt.

Slowly, his body warmed; his cock expanded. The things he would do to her, the many ways he would take her, filled his mind. No woman would ever know the depths of depravity he would visit on her body.

Frozen, her gaze locked with his. Eirik let the smile tugging at his mouth expand.

Be frightened, sweet Fatin. Be waiting for me.

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And now for a quick and revealing li’l Q&A for our guest:

~Kittens or puppies? Definitely kittens because they grow into cats, and I love an independent animal.

~On men: jeans or dress slacks? I love the way jeans mold to a man’s butt—especially, a cowboy’s Wranglers

~TV: Reality or non-reality? Non! I love to get lost in a good story.

~Champagne, beer or wine? Wine—a French Bergundy or German Auslese, preferably.

~Favorite vacation destinationSomeplace I’ve never been before.

~Diamonds or rubies? Rubies! I love color.

~Steak or snails? Do I have to choose? I love both! (Eden/Eve says eeeekk! Snails??)

~Pink or black nail polish? Black, cuz I like to shock the rednecks around here.

~Flogged or tickled in the bedroom? Flogged. I pee if I’m tickled too long ;)

~Ribbed or smooth condoms? Ribbed, veined, pulsing! Oh, we’re talking condoms… (Eden/Eve says: You are one dirty girl! I knew there was a reason I liked you. *G*)

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CONTEST!!!!!!
Delilah is offering an autographed copy of the first book in her Viking series, Ravished by a Viking.

To enter, visit Delilah’s website and browse through her books—then come back here and give us the names of any three of her heroes. Post your answers here to be eligible to win. Winners will be announced on the Smutketeers blog on Friday, XXXXXX!

36 comments to “The Smutketeers Do Delilah Devlin!”

  1. 1

    Rene Broussard
    Nicolas Montfaucon
    Alex Broussard


  2. 2

    Ahhhh, you found my Dark Realm heroes! Seriously sexy bunch!


  3. 3

    Cade Kinzie
    Joshua Kinzie
    Ezra Kinzie


  4. 4

    Like Ezra, do you? Me too.


  5. 5

    Cody Westhofen
    Joe Chavez
    Logan Ross… all from “Texas Men”

    Brice Caldwell…from “Pleasing Sir”

    Octavius.. from Stone’s Embrace


  6. 6

    Cutter Standifer
    Rowe Ayers
    Justin Cruz
    I’m loving the Lone Star Lovers series!!


  7. 7

    Rowe Ayers
    Justin Cruz
    Bo Crenshaw


  8. 8

    Rufus of Rathburn
    Daniel Bodine
    Bruno Martir


  9. 9

    Nice variety of heroes—knights, vampires, cowboys… Good luck in the drawing ladies! This will continue though tomorrow!


  10. 10

    Three heroes, in no particular order:

    Ty Bennett
    Rufus of Rathburn
    Rufus of Rathburn and Cale Yancey (both, same book, same lady, of course)

    Stacy Wilson

    dragn_lady at yahoo dot com

    Looking forward to more from the Dark Frontier series!


  11. 11

    Ty Bennett
    Drake
    True & Lonny Wyatt

    Great post. Can’t wait to read your books. Thanks for the chance.


  12. 12

    Captain Adamarik Zingh
    Drago Chavez
    Cantor Marlowe

    All equally delicious! ;)


  13. 13

    only 3? which to choose? i love so many of your heros.
    1. Jake Chapa (Sin’s Gift) First book i read of yours and i was hooked!
    2. Bobby Blackhawk and Cale Yancey (Saddled)They are so yummy!
    3. Bryce (Pleasing Sir) Awesome!!! Need i say more? lol
    thank you!
    shadowluvs2read(at)aol(dot)com


  14. 14

    Justin Cruz
    Bo Crenshaw
    Cutter Standifer


  15. 15

    1. Ezra, Cade and Joshua Kinzie

    2.Bobby Blackhawk and Cale Yancey

    3.Jeff and Casey (Handy Men)

    love your books Delilah,i haven’t read thi series yet but it is in my TBR and i think i will be moving it up. :)


  16. 16

    Bo Crenshaw
    Drago Chavez
    Cutter Standifer

    Love the cover and the excerpt. I’m adding this to my must have list.

    Thanks for the contest.


  17. 17

    Woot, Delilah!
    As for three heroes, some from the My Immortal Knights:
    - Dylan O’Hara
    - Quentin Albermarle
    - Joe Garcia

    Mmm… :)


  18. 18

    Moses Brown, Viper and Navarro…just saying.

    I’m extremely ticklish, too.


  19. 19

    Ezra Kinzie
    Logan Ross
    Daniel Bodine
    Love your stuff esp cowboys and vikings
    Julie
    Iread2xs at yahoo dot com
    Keep up the good work


  20. 20

    Honestly, after spending last weekend with DD at a wildlife rescue B&B, you guys have no idea of the real Delilah Devlin. There is no dare she won’t take. She’s scared of nothing (except peeing in her pants, if I’m reading the interview correctly.) She loves hot tubs and fire places. And yes, she loves to shock the rednecks…apparently that included my poor old redneck self.


  21. 21

    LOL, Cynthia!
    Delilah-we’re so thrilled to have you on Smutketeers-thanks for hanging with us!
    Eden/Eve :)


  22. 22

    Rene Broussard
    Logan Ross
    Nicolas Montfaucon


  23. 23

    Begging for it: Cross McNally
    Saddled: Bobby Blackhawk and Cale Yancey
    Undeniable: Ty Bennet

    Kind of went for a variety of books. Contemp/BDSM, western, paranormal. I like variety in books.

    June M.
    manning_j2004 at yahoo dot com


  24. 24

    Joe Chavez, Joshua Kinzie, Justin Cruz


  25. 25

    Cynthia! I had such a blast at the refuge last weekend!I’m not afraid of anything? Ha! Heights, beehive hairdos, and men with long fingernails! *shudders*


  26. 26

    Bo Crenshaw
    Justin Cruz
    Ezra Kinzie

    I love Lone Star Lovers! It’s my ablsolute favorite series!


  27. 27

    I lost part of my name in the last post! lol

    Bo Crenshaw
    Justin Cruz
    Ezra Kinzie

    I love Lone Star Lovers! It’s my ablsolute favorite series!


  28. 28

    Drago Chavez
    Logan Ross
    Alex Broussard

    Thanks for the contest! xoxo


  29. 29

    Delilah thank you so much for coming!


  30. 30

    I just wanted to say hello to Delilah, don’t enter me as I already own the book.
    Helloooo Delilah!!!


  31. 31

    Hi Zina! Thanks for the fly-by! Thanks to all you ladies for stopping in. I’ll stop back in!


  32. 32

    Thanks, Smutketeers, for having me! I love your site!


  33. 33

    We’re so happy to have you here, Delilah-hope you’ll come back again soon!


  34. 34

    International contest? Three heroes are Drago Chavez, Joshua Kinzie, Billy Hedron. Thanks!


  35. 35

    Ooops! Forgot we had a prize to award! The winner of the signed copy of Ravished by a Viking is…Shadow!

    Shadow, email me with your snail mail address, and I’ll get your prize into the mail.

    Thanks, everyone, for playing! And thanks to the Smutketeers for hosting me! Love this site!


  36. 36

    [...] winner of the free autographed book I offered during my visit with the Smutketeers is Shadow! Shadow, be sure to email me with your snail mail address so I can get your prize to you! [...]