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Posted June 28, 2012 by davincikittie in Informational
 
 

Book Tour & Giveaway (US/Int): There’s action… then there’s ACTION!

Undercover Alliance tour
Undercover Alliance tour

Please help me welcome Undercover Alliance author Lilly Cain!

Thank you for having me here today! Monday, the third book in my The Confederation Treaty series from Carina Press, Undercover Alliance, released in ebook format.

I’ve always loved sci-fi and part of that is the action – the space battles, the laser fights, walking on an unknown planet. Exploration, fight for survival, meeting new species. I’ve had some fans ask me about how I mix the action with the erotic romance, but for me it seems like a natural thing.

The desire for sex is a natural, sometimes primitive response to dangerous situations. So I keep putting my people in danger.

In Undercover Alliance the danger is extreme—both for my hero and heroine personally, and for Earth as a whole. There are human terrorists, attacking aliens and everyone wants to see John Bennings, a spy posing as a paper-pushing lawyer working on the Treaty between Earth and the Confederacy, dead.

But when you work hard, you play hard. After an action scene like this:

John leaned close to the screen. “Laser fire!”
“Medship Five, we are under attack.” The voice of the first Inarrii escort pilot called though the communication link.
Sarina scrambled to take in the tactical layout of their position. The human starship Osprey was behind them now; the Medship and its two escorts had just passed the Earth’s moon on route to the Inarrii Mars base. The attackers were moving in on a tangent coming from a pocket of space littered with debris. They must have laid in wait, biding their time until the right target approached.
“Terran Purity. They’re terrorists.” John’s voice held a bite of anger.
She glanced over at him. His hands were fisted. There was nothing he could do—the Inarrii fighters would hold off the attackers or not. Sarina eyed the level of silent fireplay going on in the space field nearest them. The Inarrii were outpowered. The aging human ships had clearly been rigged with advanced Ravener weapons. She flicked her fingers over the minimal weapons layout of the Medship. Medical shuttles didn’t come heavily armed; they were meant for maneuverability. She hoped there was some kind of laser—they were going to need it.
“Medship, you had better run for it!” The warning was punctuated with bright bursts of laser fire. The escorts were holding the Raveners off but they weren’t going to last. Already their shields were partially down and the Raveners were closing in. Huge laser cannons had been added to the salvaged wrecks of the terrorist ships. The strategist in Sarina wondered if that had been the Gathan’s adaptation, or a human idea. Both races had aggressive tendencies, but the Gathan, a cold, blue-skinned race, had newly joined the Ravener side. With those evil pirates it was join or be devoured. They were the ones powering the attacks, not the humans. The humans probably didn’t even know they’d paired up with a group that would, in the end, destroy Earth.
“Tel sho ahoi, Medship Five SOS.” Sarina sent a distress signal to both Inarrii and human channels. “We are under attack.” Light flared across the screen in a blinding glare. “Tel sho ahoi sho amnetii. Ship down—we have lost our escort.” Her fingers danced over the glowing controls, and she sent of a volley of shots toward the attackers. Her small lasers bounced ineffectively against the fighter’s shielding.
“We’ve got to get out of here.” John began to fumble with the securing straps on his chair.
“Absolutely.” Sarina powered the engines to a higher level, forcing the emergency batteries to spike.
The shuttle pulled away from the firefight and the last escort fighter followed, breaking off from the smaller attackers.
“Medship Five, I have taken substantial damage.” The Inarrii fighter pilot called in, his Inarrii words heavily accented with an emotion and a level of determination she knew too well. Still, she had to offer a way out.
“Pull around to flank us, sho’tet. We will outrun them.”
“I am unable to obey. It has been an honor. Please pass word of my death to my clan. They should reap a good bit of honor credit. Tel sahiir denay.”
“Tel sahiir denay.” Sarina grit her teeth as the Inarrii limped back toward the terrorist ships. If she lived though the attack, she would have to find out his full name and clan affiliation, and that of their other escort.
“What’s happening?” John’s voice, low and serious sounded beside her.
“The sho’tet go to give their lives now so we can escape. They fight to the death.”

You need a time to play, like this:

He wanted her again. It was the one thing that slipped past his mental shields, his sexual desire. The feeling stroked her senses, pulled at her until she longed for more than his light touch. She needed his fingers in her hair, his lips on hers. In the quiet of the darkened ship she wondered how much he could see of her. Could he see the yearning in her eyes? She could see him plainly—the slight strain in his chest muscles, the way his pulse throbbed in his neck, the rise in the material of his pettan.
Perhaps they would have time. Who knew how much Ravener technology had been transferred to the Terran purity ships? There was a chance the terrorists wouldn’t be able to sense them inside the shelter of the rock tunnel. She and John could be alone for hours, with nothing to do but wait. The thought was intoxicating. She knew better than to hope for something her own people seemed unable to give her any longer. But she did wish he could begin again what they had started on board the Osprey. He almost seemed insulted that she viewed their sex as a therapy, but he obviously didn’t understand the full importance of sexual completion to the Inarrii. He offered her something her own people couldn’t—an unbiased view of their intimacy. He didn’t see the flaws within her. He saw her as beautiful, desirable.
She leaned toward him, breathed in the clean, salty scent of his skin.
John’s hand slid up from the back of her neck and into her hair. He caressed the L’inar on her scalp and she fought not to melt into his arms. He confused her. So sensual, so different than she’d imagined. Something about his story didn’t really ring true, but what did she know of human culture? She could only understand her duty and what they experienced together, and so far that had alternated from dangerous to blessed good.

I hope you enjoyed the excerpts!

I’m hosting a little giveaway, one lucky commenter will receive an invitation to review all the books in my ‘New Releases’ page on my website and chose any book they’d like to have in ebook format (I’d love to give away an audible version but I have yet to figure out how to transfer those, sorry!). Enjoy! PS – don’t chose Return to Me – it’s free this week on Amazon!

Sarina is scarred. Her L’inar, the curving nerve lines that enable Inarrii to experience their full sexuality, were severed in battle and she can no longer reach completion. Until she accepts a job as bodyguard to the human ambassador John Bennings, and is astonished to discover that they share a mental bond—a mirrored pathway of thoughts that will allow Sarina to climax. 

When John’s the target of an attack and they are forced into hiding, he’s not sorry to be in close quarters with the compelling Sarina. They explore their erotic connection, and John is happy to demonstrate that humans have more sexual skills than Sarina thought.

To prove that she is whole and rejoin her Inarrii clan, Sarina needs John to bring her to climax in public in accordance with tradition. With a roomful of Inarrii and humans watching, will John be willing to perform as Sarina needs—and will their public display make John vulnerable to another attack?

Lilly Cain
www.lillycain.com
The Confederacy Treaty Series – Alien Revealed, The Naked Truth, and coming June 25th, Undercover Alliance! From Carina Press

About the author

Lilly Cain is a wild woman with a deep throaty laugh, plunging necklines and a great lover of all things sensual – perfume, chocolate, silk! She never has to worry about finding a date or keeping a man in line. She keeps her blond hair long and curly, wears beautiful clothes and loves loud music. Lilly lives her private life in the pages of her books. 

Lilly lives in Atlantic Canada, although she spent eight years in Bermuda, enjoying the heat and the pink sands. She returned to her homeland so she could see the changing of the seasons once again. When not writing she paints, swills coffee and vodka (but not together), and fights her writing pals for chocolate.

When not living up to her pen name, Lilly is a single mom who loves reading and writing, dabbling in art and loving and caring for her two daughters. She loves romance and the freedom erotic fantasy provides her imagination. She loves the chilling moments in her novels as much as the steaming hot interludes. Her stories are an escape and a release, and she hopes that they can give you that power, too. 

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