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Q) How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?
In any new relationship, there’s a lot of uncertainty, so I usually pull a personality trait for each person and emphasize it, whether it be insecurity, overconfidence, or determination. Then I make sure the other characters have some trouble coping with it, for their own reasons. It’s a dramatic construct, but it’s also a great way for characters to get to know each other quickly and believably. For example, in ruled, one of my male characters is very self-assured and accustomed to getting his way, since he’s a royal. My female character is very humble and not at all impressed with the trappings of wealth and power. In fact, she finds his privilege borderline offensive. He can’t understand why she isn’t falling over herself to be with him. My other male character’s adult life has been spent protecting and managing the prince, so he has to learn to trust her with his charge and open himself up to another person besides his bondmate.
Q) Do you have any habits that get you in the writing frame of mind?
As soon as the house is quiet and empty, I’m ready to write. I very rarely have difficulty writing whenever I get the opportunity. It helps that I keep several projects in different stages of production, so if I don’t feel like slogging through a first draft, I can switch to editing or polishing.
Q) Is this part of a series? If so, tell us about it!
This is my fourth book in the Planet Alpha sci-fi ménage series which is a multi-author offering from Evernight Publishing. We work within a universe they set up and come up with adventuresome and sexy stories about a powerful race of alien men in search of adventure and bondmates.
Q) How much real life do you put into or influences your books?
Not much, at least consciously, but there are certain foundations I have in every book that relate to my experience. I try to write very realistically since I have a low threshold for suspending disbelief. This limits my reading choices, but I think it makes writing very interesting since I can’t fall back on fantastical plots and miraculous saves. Everything has to make sense, both for the characters and in the storyline. I don’t put up with shenanigans in real life, and certainly not from the people in my stories. I’m a fan of competence, both in the people I know and in the characters I create.
Q) If you could choose, which published author would you like to brainstorm with and why?
I don’t think I’m a very talented collaborator. I always hated group projects in school! I’d probably rather brainstorm with someone in a different field, like set design or film direction, rather than another writer.
Q) What are your upcoming projects?
I have so many, it’s difficult to know where to start. I’m writing a contemporary for my sweeter pen name and having a lot of fun turning several romance tropes on their head in this one. My hero is younger, blue collar, and from an impoverished background, while my heroine is older and comes from the upper class. I’m working on a m/m for J. J. Lore, and I have a nearly completed m/f erotic romance which will hopefully develop into a series, if I can just figure out the last three scenes. I’m waiting for edits on a naughty fairy tale, and just today I had a brainstorm for a futuristic alien invasion/paranormal series. Now if I could just find the time to finish something!
While on a clandestine visit to Earth, Prince Edem of Alpha and his bondmate Mallet by chance meet a humble cook who intrigues them. The impulsive prince feels a brief fling with an exotic human female sounds like the perfect way to conclude their travels, while his more pragmatic bondmate urges caution.
Despite all the reasons to avoid her, the Alphans seek her out, intrigued by her prickly pride and defiant disposition. For her part, Corrine is intimidated by these imposing and mysterious alien men, but finds herself overwhelmed by their determined courtship.
Edem and Mallet convince themselves their deepening feelings for Corrine do not have to include bonding, since such a commitment is forbidden by the King and subjects of Alpha, determined to keep the bloodline pure. But when danger threatens, the three are forced to choose between having the galaxy at their feet or losing each other forever.
J. J. LORE BIO:
J. J. Lore needs three things; strong, black coffee, time to write, and…well…you can guess the third. When she isn’t inventing fantastical tales filled with passionate people, she’s shaking sriracha on whatever she’s eating or reading about the Justinian plague. For updates on her bestselling erotic romance releases, visit her at http://mllesnarratif.com/j-j-lore/ or follow on Twitter @JJLore1
They made her shake. She’d thought it was first with anger, then fear, but as Mal eased his mouth against hers while Edem circled his fingers down her back, she knew she was shaking with lust. How had she gotten here? She’d been so insulted by the gift she’d rushed to them thoughtlessly and had somehow admitted to them she was frightened of sex, but now was barely able to keep on her feet for the heat blooming in her pussy.
Someone’s hands were pulling at the hem of her shirt, and she drew away from Mal to glance down and discover Edem had insinuated his fingertips underneath the material and was now rubbing along her bare waist. Her skin tingled. Mal reached for her buttons and had the front of her shirt open before she realized what was happening. When the cool air reached her nearly exposed breasts, she automatically reached to bring the edges back together, her breath rushing in and out with a mix of desire and caution.
“Let us see and touch. Just here,” Edem said softly as he caressed her lower back. Mal stared at her, his eyes darkening as he gave a slight nod. It was stupid to even consider it, but she seemed to be doing lots of stupid things lately. This could be the test. She could say no and hope they would stop. Would they let her control this? She didn’t want to say no yet, though. She sucked in a breath and urged her stiff fingers to cooperate as she released her grip on the shirt. She was wearing a bra, so she could say no when then tried to remove that final layer and expose her.
Edem let out a sigh and tugged at her sleeves, her blouse falling from her shoulders. She couldn’t stop her shiver as the cool air trickled across her back and stomach. Mal tightened his grip on her waist, and with a start she realized he had a sizeable erection and it was pressed into her belly. Normally, she’d shy away, but somehow knowing how aroused he was pleased her rather than made her anxious.
Mal trailed his fingers along her collarbones. “You’re lovely.”
“So delicate,” Edem chimed in, and she glanced at him, wondering what he thought of her faded, repaired bra. He was a powerful man on his planet and was probably used to women who were perfumed, groomed, and attired in beautiful chiffons and laces. She failed on all counts.
Sliding his hand along her side, Edem cupped one of her breasts, pushing her flesh slightly up. Her nipple contracted in a painful nub, and she inhaled deeply. He ran his thumb over the sensitized bit of flesh, and the material of her bra bit into her.
Mal dipped his head her way, long strands of his dark hair trailing along her bare shoulders. He pressed a kiss to the top swell of the breast Edem was holding, and she shook at the sensation of both of them caressing her in synchronicity. She clenched her hands in confusion. She wanted to touch them but wasn’t sure how. She’d always been confused and tense with the few men she’d been with, which had undoubtedly contributed to her discomfort with the act.
Soft lips nibbled at her neck, and she leaned away from him, not to avoid the touch as she should, but to allow him more room. The ticklish sensations crept over her nerves, and she compulsively reached up to clutch at Edem’s head, her fingers sinking into his surprisingly silky hair. He bit her throat gently in response, and a surprised moan burst from her. Before she could think further, Mal had fastened his mouth over her nipple and pressed his teeth to the sensitized flesh. Her whole body jolted uncontrollably, and she cried out, unable to hold back the sound of surprise and excitement.“It would be better without this,” Edem whispered in her ear as he ran his fingers under the shoulder strap of her bra. Mal rumbled against her breast, and she reached her other hand out to trace into his hair, careful to avoid those curving horns. “May I?”