I wrote A Pint Light on a whim over a two day period right before a big road trip this summer. Looking at the calls for submission late one night, the deadline for Voracious Vamps a mere two days away, initially I skimmed over and dismissed it. But then I reflected on the vampire 'cult' of late and how most vampire stories were dark and moody. Typically for me, I started thinking, wouldn't it be fun to write a humorous vampire story? And just like that, the whole story sprang into my head. I began typing feverishly, and two days later, in between packing and closing down the house for a two week absence, I hit send on my newest baby. Keep in mind that I wasn't published at this point. No beta reader, very little self-editing, a hastily conjured synopsis.
Wrote, sent, forgot. A bit over two weeks later, my first contract from Dreamspinner Press came. And exactly one week after that, I got the e-mail from Claire offering for A Pint Light. Over the moon doesn't begin to describe that week!
I have at least two books planned to continue this into a series called Vampires & Mages & Weres, Oh My!
Valerian stole Raine's blood, his magic...and his heart.
What's a vampire to do when every day is the same old dull quest for blood? Head to Maui, of course. But before Valerian can hit the beach, he needs to get rid of the sultry mage seducing him in his sleep. She may have fooled his subconscious, but he doesn't need a mate complicating his life. Imagine Val's shock when he finds out she's a he, yet still has the power to arouse him beyond anything he'd ever imagined.
Raine faints at the sight of blood and isn't looking forward to being a vamp's chew toy. Still, family duty calls, and Valerian turns out to be the hottest, and most powerful, male on two legs. Raine is crushed when the sexy vamp of his dreams runs from their rough play in horror. But his pride can't stand in the way when Valerian accidently steals his magic along with his blood.
Now, with time running out, Raine needs to seduce him one last time to even up the score, and maybe this time, they'll exchange more than blood and power. Magic is in the air, and sometimes love only needs a little nudge.
Val’s body saw the possibilities here immediately, and his morning erection perked up at the oh-so warm pressure. However, that reaction exacerbated a different problem, one that was even more delicate given the circumstances. Normally, Valerian had almost complete control of his need to feed. But for some reason, his iron will melted away in Raine’s presence. He knew, knew that even broaching the subject right now was the worst thing that he could do. But after what happened last time, he was afraid giving into his increasingly burning desire would trigger another frenzied attack.
His hands rose of their own accord and settled on Raine’s morning-warm skin, just above the elastic waist of his boxer briefs. Val closed his eyes and savoured the feel of Raine’s cock aligned with his, holding onto Raine in counter-pressure while circling his hips upwards in little thrusts. With only the thin material of their briefs between them, Val could feel the heat of Raine’s shaft, the moist warmth of the growing spot of pre-cum soaking into the fabric. He imagined the smooth heat of the skin hidden from view, and suddenly couldn’t wait another minute to feel that weight in his palm. His slid his hands smoothly, fingers first, under the waistband and down Raine’s hips, his thumbs learning Raine’s hipbones in passing before he reached around to cup his firm, bare buttocks.
“This is where things got out of control last time, wouldn’t you agree?”
Val’s eyes flew open at the unexpected and incredibly coherent question. He tried to get his brain to formulate an answer, but couldn’t manage more than, “Uh…”
Raine sighed heavily, “I can see that I’m going to have to have conversations with you before you’re turned on. Obviously, all the blood must leave your big head when you’re aroused or something.”
Val couldn’t agree more. He could barely process what Raine was saying, only revelling in the fact that he was still sitting on top of Val’s pulsing cock. He continued to push up against Raine, now trying in earnest to remove Raine’s tight briefs without letting him move off his cock, an impossible task, unless he were to rip them…
He turned thought into deed, and three yanks later, the briefs were in tatters and Raine’s erection popped up, slapping against his own belly, leaving a dab of pre-cum behind. Before he even consciously decided to, he reached out and rubbed the spot off with the pad of his thumb, bringing it to his mouth for a lick. He watched those celadon eyes darken with desire as Raine focused on Val’s tongue sliding over his thumb, cleaning it of Raine’s cum.
The musky, briny taste, with the same notes as Raine’s amazing blood, hit his senses like a shot of adrenaline. Val reacted without thought, flipping Raine over, grinding down against him as he reversed their positions.
“If you’re going to nail me with those teeth again, you’re going to have to let me suck you off first. Take it or leave it.”