It’s lovely to be here today Lindsay, thank you for letting me
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Food Glorious Food!
Food,
food, food! I love food, my mouth is watering just typing the word! I had
always dreamed of how wonderful beef Wellington would be, so much so, that I
would deny myself it if it was ever on the menu at a restaurant just in case it
didn't match up to my vision of what it would taste like. Recently though, one
of my friend's who is a magnificent chef, made some and I'm telling you, it was
better than I ever imagined. Because I made my future world where A Clockwork
Butterfly is set, fairly austere, good food becomes a rare and coveted treat
for my heroine, Lena. In one chapter, she is given a feast of all the mouth
watering delicacies you can think of and because she has basically lived off
gruel most of her life, it is an overwhelming sensual treat. I had great fun
writing that scene, imagining all the flavours and textures, mmmm salmon,
perfect strawberries, - and the best bit? I simply had to do some research on
some chocolate ice cream!
A Clockwork Butterfly by Tabitha Rayne - Futuristic Erotic Romance
A Clockwork Butterfly by Tabitha Rayne - Futuristic Erotic Romance
Blurb:
Lovers
torn apart by duty…will Angelo and Lena be reunited?
Mankind is close to extinction. Toxins have
all but wiped out the male population. The remaining fertile men are housed in
manors where their seed is collected.
Lena Lee is a new collector with a rare
pheromone believed to reignite human fertility. She's assigned a male who's
predicted to be her perfect match.
Angelo, a clockwork butterfly maker, is
held captive, his essence harvested daily by Lena. Over time, the couple begins
to fall in love, something which is strictly prohibited. When their forbidden
love is discovered, Lena is banished from the manor.
Torn apart by the duty that brought them
together, Lena and Angelo must find a way back to each other. But even if
Angelo manages to escape, he doesn't know where to find Lena. Will following
the path of the clockwork butterfly lead him to his true love?
Content
Warning:
strong language, BDSM, and graphic sexual content, including m/f, f/f, and
f/f/m sexual interaction
Watch a trailer for A Clockwork Butterfly here!
A little taster…
“You must be hungry,” The Wasp stated and
guided Lena unsteadily over the thick rug.
Lena remembered how rich and ornate it had
looked and took the opportunity to wriggle her bare toes about in it as she
walked. She tried to brand the memory into her feet so she could revisit this
place while she paced the cold concrete of her cell at night. She shivered
slightly and at once a cloak was draped around her shoulders and clipped
together at her throat. They stopped and Lena was told to sit while Cheryl
removed her blindfold. Before her lay the most sumptuous feast she had only
ever seen in fairytales. For a punishment, Lena thought to herself, this wasn’t
bad. Not bad at all.
The Wasp sat at the other end of the table
and could only just be seen over the mountains of beautiful fresh delicacies
and candelabras.
“Champagne?” The Wasp cocked her head to
Cheryl who placed a glass of bubbly liquid in front of Lena.
“Thank you.” She smiled at the young woman
and noticed she had changed into what looked like an old fashioned waitress or
maid’s outfit. Cheryl looked away and bowed slightly to The Wasp. Lena felt a
very strange atmosphere grow between the women and sensed that she should just
keep her attention on her plate which was now being piled high with all sorts
of delicious looking morsels. Salmon, broccoli, cheese, plums, grapes, bread,
and things Lena couldn’t even name.
She picked up her fork and paused, waiting
for a command to eat from The Wasp. She nodded once, staring, and Lena speared
the salmon and ravenously piled it into her mouth. Everything was incredible.
Lena was in heaven. The manor’s food had been on a par with the gruel thrust
through her cell door in the mornings and Lena savored every lick of this
bounty. She glanced up at The Wasp and Cheryl who were motionless, staring at
her. Lena didn’t know whether to feel intimidated or amused so just kept
stuffing her face and chewing until her jaws and stomach ached. She half
anticipated another round of punishment of some sort and wanted to make sure
that she took full advantage of her host’s hospitality just in case she was
never brought back to this table.
About The Author:
Tabitha Rayne has been told she is
quirky, lovely and kinky – not necessarily in that order or by the same person.
She writes erotic romance and as long as there’s a love scene – she’ll explore
any genre.
Her short stories, published and upcoming,
are included in anthologies from Xcite, Oysters & Chocolate, Cliess,
Ravenous Romance and House of Erotica. She has two stand alone titles from
Beachwalk Press.
