I’m
thrilled to announce the release of Programmed For Power, book #3 in my
slightly-futuristic erotic romance series, The Tau Cetus Chronicles. Fans had
been asking me to write Theus’ story, so I did, and it’s probably my favorite
of the series so far.
Here’s
the blurb:
>>As
the powerful premier of war-torn Tau Cetus, Theus presides over an uneasy
post-apocalyptic peace. Many plot against him, including a traitor on his own
High Council as well as one rogue woman who dared to steal a precious keepsake
from his past. Capturing Leora Smith offers Theus a chance at personal revenge,
but she awakens emotions in him he thought long dead. Even so, it takes an
assassination attempt to spur Theus to reassess a future with either this
prisoner who makes his blood run hot or the cold Beautiful Doll robotic lover
who’s the perfect match for his lifeless existence.<<
This
is a completely different sort of romance triangle, trust me!
In
book one of the series, Programmed To Please, very human police agent Jai
Turner goes undercover as a Beautiful Doll sex robot to take down the planet’s
most notorious weapons manufacturer, Marque Callex. But neither Jai nor Marque
are what they seem, and their week together has consequences neither expect.
In
book two, Jai’s police partner Leith Wyatt actually DOES fall in love with a
Beautiful Doll sex robot, but discovers that Ginger has somehow achieved
sentience. Together they help save Tau Cetus from a coup attempt against the
ruling High Council.
And
in Programmed For Power, a lot of fan favorites are back in supporting roles,
which I hope will make readers happy. As powerful as he is, the premier Theus
comes to discover that his fate rests in the strength of one woman’s love.
Here’s
an excerpt:
“Keira, my dark one…”
Theus watched as his words woke the
Beautiful Doll sex robot from her hibernation mode. Her eyes opened, she moved
from behind the partially folded screen in the corner of his office, and then
walked slowly toward him.
She was beautiful. Hair black as
midnight, dramatic blue starburst eyes, and a body tailored to meet Theus’
exact physical preferences. She was naked beneath a sheer silk sarong, the
diaphanous wrap leaving little to the imagination but just enough to incite a
man’s fantasies. She was the perfect female, designed to fulfill his every
sexual need.
So then why was he frowning as she came
to a halt in front of his desk?
Because she reminded him of her creator,
Anson Carron. Theus’ enemy.
As premier for the last decade, Theus
and his High Council had fought to keep the peace on Tau Cetus in the aftermath
of the Great War, a conflict which had wiped out nearly half the planet’s
population. There were still troublesome areas of Tau Cetus that weren’t under
the Council’s control, but for the most part, the planet was at peace.
No thanks to Anson Carron.
Three times Carron had challenged the
Council. First, he’d stolen highly-regulated weapons and sold them to rogue
regulators bent on fomenting insurrection. Next, he’d attempted to kill the
Council’s weapons manufacturer and right-hand man, Marque Callex, in order to
assume his position of power. And most recently, Carron had tried to
assassinate the five members of the High Council and take control of the planet
for himself.
And yet, with all those treasonable
offenses, none struck as close to home as Carron’s theft of a particular
diamond a year ago. That crime was personal.
Theus set his jaw, his rage at the theft
still fresh even after all these months.
Anson Carron was now dead. After taking
the robot manufacturer into custody in the wake of his failed assassination
attempt, Theus had successfully tortured out of him the missing diamond’s
location. Then, with the Council’s backing, Theus had ordered Anson Carron’s
execution for his crimes.
And just a moment ago, he’d dispatched
two of his best agents to recover the stolen gem.
“You called, Theus?”
The bell-like voice of the Beautiful
Doll pulled Theus from his troubled thoughts. Keira was one of only two left of
her kind. Anson Carron had agreed to convert all the rest of his Beautiful
Dolls into robot soldiers and put them under the command of the High Council.
It was a way to save his neck after the botched shooting of Theus’ weapons
manufacturer, Marque Callex, last year. But even long before that, four years
ago to be exact, Carron had gifted Theus with Keira in an effort to curry
favor.
Beautiful Dolls were sex experts,
legendary for their skill, programmed with an almost infinite number of ways to
please. Anson Carron had run a highly profitable business with his Dolls,
addicting men and women to sex with his clever male and female robots.
He should have
stayed a simple purveyor of prostitution; he should never have reached for more
power than that.
Theus swiveled in his chair and reached
to unbuckle his belt. “Come around my desk, Keira. I’d like fellatio two.”
The Doll paused, tilting her head.
“You’ve requested fellatio or fellatio two 92% of the time I’ve been with you,
Theus.”
Theus’ hands paused in their work, and
he arched an eyebrow in surprise. “It’s probably because the suction of your
nineteen miles-per-hour mouth can reduce even the most potent man to mush.”
“92% fellatio, 1% missionary, 1%
doggie-style, 1% ride ‘em cowboy, 1% split the bamboo, 1% padlock, 1% pair of
tongs, 1%—”
“Enough.” Theus frowned.
Was he really so predictable? There’d been a time when – like any normal man –
he’d been eager to try out every sexual position a Beautiful Doll was capable
of, but obviously those days were gone. Hell, it wasn’t the Doll’s fault. He
could still recall Keira’s trick of tightening her body while he was inside of
her, squeezing the very orgasm out of him. Or pistoning him like a jackhammer
while riding his cock. She was an amazing piece of technology, but these days,
he only used her when he needed physical release or a distraction from work.
The excitement was gone.
“Come
here.”
The Doll dutifully walked around his
desk and sank gracefully to her knees. Theus finished unzipping his trousers
and reached for himself.
“Let me do it, Theus.”
Theus closed his eyes and leaned back in
his chair. Maybe it would help if he imagined that the rubbery-like feel of
Keira’s artificial fingers belonged to someone else. But who? There was no one
Theus could even fantasize about.
Well, there was one. But that had been
long ago. A precious memory, kept tucked in his heart.
From
the day Theus had been named premier of Tau Cetus’ High Council, his life had
become too dangerous to let in a real woman. That’s why Keira was perfect for
him. No one could harm her. No one could threaten her hoping to get to him.
The ruler and his robot were the perfect
pair.
If only Theus could be happier about the
arrangement.
Luckily, when Keira’s mouth closed
around him with her vice-like grip, his mind went blank and his body took over.
What
do you think? Sound like an interesting start? Leave a comment, and I’ll pick
one lucky winner at random to win an e-copy of Programmed For Power.
Jenna
