Her Alien Commander
By Ashe Barker
- Stormy Night, 2016
- Released 2 September 2016
- Sci-fi erotic romance
- Approximately 64,000 words
- HEA ending
Blurb
After leaving
Earth on what she thought would be an adventure, Caria Montgomery quickly ends
up in way over her head. Captured by hostile aliens, she faces the prospect of
perishing on an isolated planet until she is rescued by Commander Phahlen
Verdar and his crew.
Phahlen is
delighted to have a human female aboard his ship. In the years since the women
of his own world were nearly wiped out by a terrible plague, taking a mate has
become all but impossible for most males of his species, and he doesn’t plan to
let this opportunity pass him by. His plan to claim Caria is aided by the fact
that, due to the unsavoury nature of the crew of the ship on which she was
travelling, she is now a wanted fugitive back on Earth.
Though Caria is
initially defiant, a sound spanking on her bare bottom demonstrates her
admittedly handsome future mate’s resolve. His bold dominance awakens an
intense need within her, and before long she finds herself yearning for the
pleasure of his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to surrender
herself fully to her alien commander, or will she seek to return to Earth and
clear her name as soon as possible?
Publisher’s
Note: Her Alien Commander includes
spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy
this book.
Author
Interview
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select up to 6 Q&As to include – your choice which ones you use.
1. Who
or what was the inspiration for Caria? Is she anything like you?
Well
I’ve never joined a crew of space pirates and raided inter-stellar craft, but I
might if the opportunity arose. I suppose Caria is something of an adventurer,
and I’m a bit like that too. She tends to jump in with both feet, then worry
about the consequences later. In Her
Alien Commander she is often impetuous, but she has a streak of
bloody-minded determination too, which I admire. The odds might be stacked
against her, but she doesn’t give up.
2. So,
tell us a bit more about Phahlen. He’s stern and sexy, with a twitchy palm, but
what else is there to know?
Well,
I think you just about covered the basics there. Phahlen has a strong sense of
duty, and of justice, though Caria may not think so, at least not at first. He
knows what he wants from her, but he takes care of her too. He saves her life
at the start of the book, and it’s Phahlen who finds a solution to the problem
of her criminal past. He’s always there when she needs him, though it takes her
a while to appreciate his finer qualities.
3. How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?
I
think I have about forty titles out now, and they are all erotic stories. Some
are more BDSM themed and some are spanking/domestic discipline. At first I
wrote just contemporary stories, then I started adding a few historicals as
well. Her Alien Commander is my first
sci-fi and I loved writing it.
4.
Why do you enjoy writing sci-fi?
Because
I love the idea of playing God. I can create just the world(s) I want, set up
whatever social system suits my story, and craft the most amazing characters.
The usual laws of physics, time, and cultural behavior don’t count so the
story-telling can be much more creative and inventive in an alternative
universe. Stories which might be really controversial if written as a
contemporary romance can be ‘cloaked’ in a sci-fi.
5. What advice would you have for writers who decide to try their
hand at erotica?
I’d
tell them to have a go, but to have a decent thesaurus to hand. And an internet
connection. Youtube is the erotica writer’s friend.
6. Do you see writing as a career?
Yes. I try to be
fairly ordered about it. I like to be at my desk (well, more accurately the
kitchen table) laptop fired up and coffee to hand, by nine in the morning and I
tend to write for most of the day then. There are also a lot of related tasks
to keep on top of, mainly to do with promo or research, or keeping in touch
with readers and other authors. It’s definitely a full-time job for me.
7. Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
I think it was always
there, though I only started writing properly about three years ago. I have
always tended to plot stories in my head though, often when sitting in traffic
jams on my daily commute. I now work at home so all that time spent inhaling
exhaust fumes is finally paying off.
8. If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when
you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?
I was given lots of
advice as a teenager, much of it unsolicited and not especially good. I think
we all have to make our own mistakes, but hopefully I haven’t made the same
mistake to many times. That would be sad.
Looking back, I think
the most important thing I picked up along the way was that we all have
choices, all the time. We’re entitled to choose our own way in life, but we
should also be ready to own and accept the consequences of our decisions.
Someone once invited
me to cast my mind forward to a time perhaps sixty years from now when I’ll be
long-gone and my daughter (currently eighteen) is herself entering old age.
Imagine she’s talking to her grandchildren, telling them about me. What would I
like her to be saying? My actions now, today, will dictate what those
obituaries might be so don’t leave it until later to be the sort of person you
want to be remembered as.
9. If you had to describe yourself using three words, it would be…
Resilient.
Creative. Calm.
10. What would you do if you were the last person on this earth?
Turn
out the lights.
11. If you were to write a book about yourself, what would you name
it?
I
think at some level or other they are all a little bit about me. I could never
write a book about a heroine I didn’t actually like or identify with in some
way. Maybe I’d call my autobiography Made
a Difference, because I hope that would be true. Perhaps that should be on
my gravestone rather than a book cover, come the day.
12. What's your favorite love
story? (movie or book)
I adore Love Actually and I can’t count how many
times I’ve seen that movie. It has lots of love stories all rolled up and woven
into each other, but I think perhaps my favourite is the one featuring Hugh
Grant.
I also remember
reading Katherine by Anya Seton many
years ago, and I’ve never forgotten the magic that shimmers between Katherine
and her hero, John of Gaunt. Their lifetime love affair is set against the
dramatic backdrop of medieval England, a period I also like to write about.
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About Ashe Barker
USA Today
Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a
variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage,
gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories
feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink
abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut
lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and
her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.
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EXCERPT (PG
Rated)
“You
have no privacy now, Caria.”
And didn’t
she know it? That examination was proof enough. She tilted her chin again but
offered no comment.
“Is that
it? Have you no more to say to me?”
“No,
sir.”
“You
surprise me, Caria. I had expected to hear of your fears that once I learnt of
your infertility I might find myself with no use for you after all. I don’t
flatter myself that you harbour any real enthusiasm for your new station, but
the alternatives are perhaps even less palatable. I believe you thought to
avoid a worse fate by pretending acceptance of my terms. Am I right?”
Caria flattened
her mouth, determined not to answer if she could help it.
“So,
despite agreeing with me just now that omission of the truth is as culpable as
lying to me, you still persist. You disappoint me, Caria.”
That
remark stung her into offering something. Anything. “I… I had no idea what was
wrong, that there even was anything wrong with me. I thought that maybe
I was just unlucky.”
He shook
his head. “You knew, or at least you suspected. I wondered why you were so
tense, but it’s all clear enough now. You knew we’d discover the truth, just as
I’m discovering it now despite your best efforts. Shall we cease this game,
Caria?”
“I don’t
know what you mean, sir.”
“Liar. I
suggest you stop now before you make an already precarious situation infinitely
worse.” He paused and watched her.
Caria
felt not unlike a mouse caught in a cat’s claws, helpless and unable to escape,
an unwitting plaything.
Phahlen
continued. “I understand fear well enough, Caria, and I know it can drive us
all to make poor decisions. You have no reason, yet, to trust me and it may
surprise you to learn I understand why you kept this information to yourself. I
might have done the same in your situation. It’s your insistence on clinging to
this falsehood, though, which concerns me now. I need to know what you’re
thinking and feeling, otherwise I will not be in a position to take care of
you.”
“Take
care of me?” Caria couldn’t contain her snort of derision. “You call abduction,
imprisonment, and assault taking care of me? Please, Commander, do not trouble
yourself further on my behalf.”
His eyes
narrowed, and Caria knew she had gone too far. This Vahlean had made it clear
how he would deal with insubordination and she had no reason to suppose he
would welcome her sarcasm either. She stepped backward, her instinct to put
more distance between herself and his anger.
Phahlen
rose from his seat and came around the desk. He stopped and leaned one hip on
the edge, watching as Caria edged further away. He said nothing, just pointed
to a spot on the floor about two feet in front of him.
Caria’s
brief flirtation with bravado evaporated. He would spank her again, or worse.
No one on board this ship would help her, there was no escape. Slowly, her eyes
on the floor, she returned to stand on the spot he indicated.
She was
surprised when he placed two fingers under her chin and tipped her face up so
he could meet her gaze. His eyes were stern, but not unkind. Perhaps he did
understand after all.
“How
long did you expect your deception to last, Caria? Did you imagine you might
get away with it, even?”
“No,
sir,” she whispered. “I, I didn’t think it through.” That, at least, was true.
Her actions had been on the spur of the moment.
“Didn’t
you? I’m not so sure. I wonder if you perhaps thought to make your escape before
your little charade was discovered.”
“No,
sir, I—”
“Caria…”
The warning in his tone was beyond misinterpretation. And yet again he had
scored a direct hit.
“I… I
believed I might… That you…”
“Quite.
But that’s not going to happen. You’re going nowhere unless I permit it, and
the sooner you reconcile yourself to that reality, the better.
Thanks for sharing.
Anita
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