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Flash Fiction Friday

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on July 26, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

A slightly longer one today. This is the first meeting of Kyra Issarei and Raiven a’Tor, from the Shifting Lust series. Enjoy…

Clean and cool, the colour of untouched Terran snow, her hair slipped through Raiven a’Tor’s fingers like Jyan silk. He stared into her ink-black eyes and clenched his hand into a fist, holding her still. His cock stiffened, just as interested in this mysterious creature as he was. And he was very interested.
He slid his hands from her hair and raked them down her back, charting the dips and curves of her body. She felt like sin and his cock throbbed, hungry.
Eyes unreadable, she reached for his left wrist, lifting his hand from the curve of her ass and placing it directly on the smoothness of her mons. The hot curve of smooth flesh scalded his palm — not with tactile heat but erotic seduction. Her skin was like satin, the damp cleft of her nether-lips parting beneath the tips of his fingers as she pressed them into her pussy.
The tight wet muscles sucked greedily at the penetration, taking his fingers deeper until A’Tor felt the base-knuckle of his middle finger rub against the hooded button of her clit.
Provocative black eyes held his. “Yes?” Her voice was low and husky, the slight Chamelyon accent making the first word she’d spoken sound like a promise.
A’Tor’s throat clicked as he swallowed. “Yes.”
She smiled, undulating her hips against his hand, grinding her clit harder to his knuckle. “No names.” Her tongue flicked out and moistened her bottom lip. “No sharing stories.” She trailed the fingers of her right hand down A’Tor’s torso to the ramrod pole of his cock, tracing its length, eyes holding his. “Just sex.” She circled the head of his engorged arousal. “Just two strangers losing themselves in each other.”
He stared at her, his fingers buried in her sodden, clenching cunt. He’d been standing in the seedy spaceport bar, contemplating his next job when she’d entered, wearing nothing but a long Pallion leather jacket and a frown. She’d looked ferocious and as sexy as all Hades. His pulse kicked up a notch and his cock — that brutally honest organ – twitched immediately.
He watched her cross the crowded bar. She ignored everyone. Determination shone in her black eyes — so unusual for a Chamelyon. Determination and something else. Something A’Tor couldn’t decipher. It intrigued him. He could read anyone with just a glance, without fault or failing. But not her.
She stopped at the bar mere meters from where he stood and ordered a Jaxian Rush. Hard liquor. A’Tor watched her down the beverage in a single mouthful and knew he wanted to discover her story. He lowered his own drink, but before he could make a move, she turned. To face him.
Eyes the colour of a starless sky studied him, traveling his body. He saw her interest in their inky depths.
Five minutes later, without a word spoken between them, they were in a’Tor’s rented cubicle. Twenty seconds after that, they were both naked. Hot. Sweaty. Naked.
He clenched his jaw, driving his finger deeper into her pussy. “Just sex.”
She smiled, the action somehow sad and sultry at once. “Good. Now shut up and make me forget.”
Forget what? he wanted to ask. But didn’t. With an abrupt move, he shoved her backward, fingers still buried in her clenching cunt. She gasped, eyes growing wide. Her ass hit the edge of the room’s com-desk and her feet jolted from the floor, her legs automatically splaying to keep her balanced. The move spread her cunt wider and A’Tor plunged his fingers harder into her slick passage, his other knotting in her hair to yank her head back, granting his mouth access to the bowed column of her neck.
She cried out, the sound both victorious and surprised. She sank her nails into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his hips to lock him to her. The imprisonment sent A’Tor’s pulse pounding. He groaned against her neck, driving his fingers harder into her gripping cunt.
“Just sex,” she whispered and, before A’Tor could move, she gripped his rigid cock in one hand and cupped his swollen balls with the other.
Heat exploded through A’Tor’s body. “Fuck!”
“Later,” the mysterious Chamelyon murmured, kneading the sensitive knot of flesh under his cockhead with the pad of her thumb.
Wet electricity scorched a direct path straight into his sac. He sucked in a breath, throwing his head back and gritting his teeth. It had been too long since he’d been touched like this, and this nameless female did it so well. So very, very well. “God.”
She chuckled at his groan, tugging on his balls with a blissfully painful hold. “I don’t think your deity is watching, Terran.” She ran her thumb over the end of his cock, catching the beads of pre-cum squeezing from the tip’s tiny slit, smearing the slightly viscous moisture over his burning flesh. She drew her closed fingers up his shaft, closed them tighter around the taut, rounded head and then pumped her hand down again.
White pleasure poured into A’Tor’s sac, spread out to his ass, his spine. He hitched in another hot breath, the Chamelyon’s somehow wild scent invading his very body.
She leant forward, nipples brushing his chest as she placed her lips to his ear. “You like that, yes?” Her fingers tightened around his cock and she pumped her hand again. “You like when I squeeze your cock?”
He ground his teeth. “Yes.”
“You like when I squeeze your balls?”
Exquisite pressure closed down on his sac and A’Tor bit back a cry of delicious pain. “Yes!”
“You like when I press my finger into your ass?”
The question flayed his control — seconds before the Chamelyon pushed a steady finger between his ass cheeks directly onto his clenching rectum. “Oh, fuck!” he burst out, bucking in her hold.
Black eyes flashed. “I said later.” She reached for his wrist and slowly withdrew his fingers from her cunt, lifting them to her mouth. She parted her lips, her tongue flicking out to lick at her own cream slicking his skin. “Would you like a taste?”
A’Tor stared into her face, his blood lava in his veins.
She cocked an eyebrow, teasing the tips of his fingers with her teeth. “Well?”
His nostrils flared. “Yes.”
She leant forward and traced his bottom lip with her tongue. The musky, sweet-saltiness of her juices filled his breath and, unable to stop himself, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, tasting her saliva, her desire… tasting her.
Jesus. She tasted good.
A low chuckle vibrated deep in her chest, making his lips tingle and his muscles coil. She pulled away, a smug smile curling the sides of her mouth as she kneaded his balls with her artful fingers. “Do you want to fuck me, Terran?”
Ropes of tight pleasure knotted in his groin. “Yes.”
“As I am?” She nipped on his fingertips again. “As you see me now?”
The question confused him, but it didn’t stop his body reacting. “Yes,” he answered. “As I see you.” He closed his hands over her breasts, kneading their swollen form. “You are perfect.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed and for a brief moment he thought her skin shimmered with iridescent light. “Perfect?” she murmured, opening her eyes to stare at him again.
“Perfect,” he said.
An ambiguous expression flashed over her face — hope? Happiness? It made his chest ache. “What is your name?”
The question fell from his lips before he could stop it.
Black eyes flashed and she pushed her finger harder to the tight ring of his anus. “Just sex, remember.”
Forbidden, unknown pleasure tore through him. He’d never felt so… so… Fuck, he didn’t know how he felt, but if the Chamelyon’s finger penetrated his ass further, he’d come all over her belly.
“No names,” she murmured, the softest echo of sadness in her voice… a second before she sank her finger deeper into his virgin ass.
He arched against her. “Holy fuck!”
“After you give me head, Terran,” she answered, any trace of vulnerability gone. She wriggled her finger gently inside his rectum, tickling his prostate. His cock jerked, beads after glistening beads of pre-cum oozing from its tip. “After you make me come with your tongue.” She slowly withdrew her finger from his ass. Immediately, his body cried out in dismay, wanting to be penetrated once more. Harder. Deeper. Longer.
He held her gaze, so on fire he could barely draw breath. “Who hurt you, Chamelyon?”
A shadow of pain flittered through her black stare and she tensed. For a second. “You keep breaking the rules, Terran. No sharing of stories, remember.” She placed both her hands on his shoulders and unlocked her ankles from behind his butt. “Now, get on your knees and make me scream.” She pushed down. Once.
Without hesitation, A’Tor sank to the floor, his knees hitting the floorboards the exact moment his arms curled around her hips and his tongue found her clit. The Chamelyon shifted, shoving her cunt to his mouth, spreading her legs wider to let his tongue plunge deeper. Her skin seemed to shimmer again, and then she moaned, the raw cry crashing over him, drowning him in her rapture. His balls ached for her punishing caress, his ass longed to be finger-fucked again, but even as licentious desire consumed him his gut churned. With confusion. With suspicion.
No names…
Just sex…
As I am?
The Chamelyon’s thighs slid up the side of his head and she lifted her hips, demanding more, erasing A’Tor’s hesitation. He would learn her story, regardless of her “rules.” When he wanted something, he got it.
“Give it to me, Terran. Hard.”
He did, plunging his tongue repeatedly into her sodden slit, flicking it again and again over the swollen nub of her clit. She bucked. “Druentia wept! Yes!”
The surprise in her cry made A’Tor suckle on the tiny button of flesh with hungry force. She bucked again, her feet slamming down on his shoulders as she drove her cunt harder to his mouth. “Gods! What a tongue you have!”
Her moans grew louder. He felt her muscles tense, coil tight. Felt her orgasm grip her body. Another cry burst from her lips and a shudder wracked her body. “Yes! Yes! I’m coming! I’m coming!”
In one fluid move, A’Tor snapped to his feet, hauled her ass off the com-desk, flung her down on to the narrow bunk and drove his cock into her cunt. “My turn.”
“Oh, fuck me, Terran!” she screamed, bucking wildly underneath him, taking his impaling shaft so deep his balls smacked her ass. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
White-hot heat erupted in A’Tor’s balls and he pumped into her, his cock punching deeper and deeper into her wet heat, each spurt of his seed a scorching explosion of released power. “Jesus Fucking Christ!”
Rhythm deserted him. His blood turned to fire. Pounding into her sex, he dropped his head, wanting to see the rapture on her face, wanting to see the bliss in her eyes…
They stared back at him. Vulnerable and wanting and lost. The eyes of a creature used to pain experiencing joy for the first time.
Raiven A’Tor, last of the Terrans and the six system’s most feared bounty hunter, knew he was in trouble. This nameless, mysterious Chamelyon had done something no one else had before. She’d found his heart.
In the space of an orgasm, she’d found his heart and touched it.
And he’d never be the same again.

Shifting Lust – The Book Trailer

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on June 19, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

Made this this morning. What do you think?

Reviews! Reviews! Get ‘Em While They’re HOT!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 30, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

Oh my God, do I have an tidal wave of reviews to share with you. Ready?

Firstly – Savage Retribution Karen at JERR gives it FIVE STARS and an ORGASMIC HEAT LEVEL! “This book is hard to put down! Declan is sexy no matter what his situation. I couldn’t help falling in love with his Old World manners and charm. Like Regan, I felt safe in his company even before witnessing the first fight and knew she could never leave his arms after their first kiss. The villain, Epoc, is especially heinous, completely heartless and must have recruited his minions from Disgusting Creatures ‘R’ Us. The sex between Declan and Regan is varied and titillating, sometimes slow and sweet, often overwhelmingly passionate, but always stimulating. Be forewarned, however, there is a well written but graphic and disturbing rape scene. Regan’s policeman brother and his suspiciously new female partner are the other secondary characters who add to the tension and mystery. The pace of this story is rollercoaster fast with just about as many spins, twists, drops and turns in the plot. I thoroughly enjoyed Savage Retribution and I highly recommend it to all the wolf lovers among us.”

Maura at The Romance Studio gives it FOUR AND A HALF ANGELS and says, “This is on rollercoaster ride of a story. The main characters are on the run throughout the story and the author has captured that feeling in telling their story. I definitely needed to catch my breath at the end.” and “The combination of a very exciting plot, great characters, evil megalomaniac werewolves, and a sad back story make this a book that will be very difficult to put down.”

Ashley at FAR gives it FOUR ANGELS. ” As soon as I saw the words Irish werewolf, I knew I needed to read this story. I had high hopes, and Lexxie Couper reached them all. Savage Retribution starts off capturing your attention and never stops. I really enjoyed seeing the interactions between Regan and Declan. They are both characters to love, through their faults and all. Regan is strong and knows how to take care of herself. Even when she is scared, either of or for Declan, she shows that she can be compassionate and smart, which is not always easy to find in heroines. As for Declan, I think Irish werewolf says it all. He makes you want Regan to not give in too easily, just to see him try harder. He is sex and charm and everything else you could want from a hero. This story has it all, a hot werewolf, a smart heroine, and a great villain. Savage Retribution by Lexxie Couper is a must read for any romance fan.”

Secondly – Shifting Lust

Serena at FAR gives my sci-fi epic FIVE ANGELS and says, “Ms. Couper is not one to hold back in order to make us feel better about how things happen. Honestly, she’s almost mean to her poor characters in this series. That being said, she also does an amazing job of making them real. How often do you feel like shaking the author because she’s mean to the characters? Her villains are just as real as her heroes and let me tell you, she should’ve been meaner to them! The depraved things they did to and around Raiven and Kyra were just vile and sometimes truly disgusting. If you have delicate sensibilities, do not read this collection. If you can handle the harsh realities that Lexxie Couper has penned in Shifting Lust then please, read it. You will be drawn into a world that is truly awesome.”

Thirdly – Snowbound: Captive Heat

Chris at Night Owl Romance gives my little bit of spice FOUR HEARTS. “This was a great little read. Only 9 pages long, it grabbed my attention and kept it for the whole ride. I liked the interaction of the two characters to one another, and while it lacked a lot of romance, it really wasn’t meant to have it. The end was sweet, and rounded out the tale nicely.”

Amethyst Nymph at Literary Nymphs Reviews says “Lexxie Couper really knows how to dangle a bone in Snowbound: Captive Heat and leave you salivating. The passion is so overwhelming it will hit you like a ton of bricks. Every moment is the perfect build up to what I hope is only the beginning of Darci’s bigger adventure. I have too many questions to let Darci’s erotic adventure go. This enjoyable story is certainly a must read.” She gives it FOUR NYMPHS!

Ivy at Whipped Cream Reviews gives Captive Heat FOUR CHERRY SUNDAES. “This story made me all tingly! It was extremely sexy and fast moving. Darci Watson is amazing — Olympic skier, adventuresome young thing and out in the cold mountains on a bet. I want to be her! Flying down a hill “just because”. Mr. Blue Eyes sounds hot! He is a mystery through the whole story. Lexxie Couper let me use my imagination up until the very end…and I still wanted more. At one point, Darci is pinned up against an ice wall by Mr. Blue Eyes. She should be freezing to death, but Mr. Blue Eyes is just emanating sex and power, keeping her HOT. WOW! I felt the goose bumps on my back and furnace-like heat everywhere else. It’s an awesome picture. It makes me feel like I would while driving on a highway, going 100 mph — just going with reckless abandon. But there is no crash; just soft fur and intense heat. I would even say, raw sensuality. I am definitely putting Lexxie Couper’s backlist on my TBR pile. ”

And last, but not least – Viva Los Regalos: Kat and Mouse

Tallyn at JERR says this about my erotic paranormal crime caper. “Kat and Mouse is an erotic, suspenseful and romantic paranormal tale about two people’s obsession of playing cat and mouse has become more than just a game. Kat is a dedicated and workaholic police officer who loves to be in control while the Mouse is an arrogant and cocky thief who has taken control of their unique relationship at every turn…I couldn’t stop reading even as my PDA ran out of power and I had to resort to reading this story on my desktop. Kat and Mouse is a part of the Viva Los Regalos series and can be read individually. A definite keeper!”

I think that’s it. I’m sure I’ve missed a review somewhere. I want to say a HUGE thank you to all the amazing reviewers for their wonderful words on my books. Consider yourselves all well and truly cyber-hugged!

A Free Bit Of Sex In Space…

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on March 7, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

My very first published book involved a shapeshifter and a bounty hunter. This here is a short story charting their first moments together. (It’s also available for free at Changeling Press in html, pdf and rtf formats)

It’s a bit naughty… actually, it’s a lot naughty, so adults only, ‘K?

Enjoy…

Shifting Lust: Bounty Hunter
Lexxie Couper

All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2007 Lexxie Couper

Warning: This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

Clean and cool, the colour of untouched Terran snow, her hair slipped through Raiven a’Tor’s fingers like Jyan silk. He stared into her ink-black eyes and clenched his hand into a fist, holding her still. His cock stiffened, just as interested in this mysterious creature as he was. And he was very interested.
He slid his hands from her hair and raked them down her back, charting the dips and curves of her body. She felt like sin and his cock throbbed, hungry.
Eyes unreadable, she reached for his left wrist, lifting his hand from the curve of her ass and placing it directly on the smoothness of her mons. The hot curve of smooth flesh scalded his palm — not with tactile heat but erotic seduction. Her skin was like satin, the damp cleft of her nether-lips parting beneath the tips of his fingers as she pressed them into her pussy.
The tight wet muscles sucked greedily at the penetration, taking his fingers deeper until A’Tor felt the base-knuckle of his middle finger rub against the hooded button of her clit.
Provocative black eyes held his. “Yes?” Her voice was low and husky, the slight Chamelyon accent making the first word she’d spoken sound like a promise.
A’Tor’s throat clicked as he swallowed. “Yes.”
She smiled, undulating her hips against his hand, grinding her clit harder to his knuckle. “No names.” Her tongue flicked out and moistened her bottom lip. “No sharing stories.” She trailed the fingers of her right hand down A’Tor’s torso to the ramrod pole of his cock, tracing its length, eyes holding his. “Just sex.” She circled the head of his engorged arousal. “Just two strangers losing themselves in each other.”
He stared at her, his fingers buried in her sodden, clenching cunt. He’d been standing in the seedy spaceport bar, contemplating his next job when she’d entered, wearing nothing but a long Pallion leather jacket and a frown. She’d looked ferocious and as sexy as all Hades. His pulse kicked up a notch and his cock — that brutally honest organ – twitched immediately.
He watched her cross the crowded bar. She ignored everyone. Determination shone in her black eyes — so unusual for a Chamelyon. Determination and something else. Something A’Tor couldn’t decipher. It intrigued him. He could read anyone with just a glance, without fault or failing. But not her.
She stopped at the bar mere meters from where he stood and ordered a Jaxian Rush. Hard liquor. A’Tor watched her down the beverage in a single mouthful and knew he wanted to discover her story. He lowered his own drink, but before he could make a move, she turned. To face him.
Eyes the colour of a starless sky studied him, traveling his body. He saw her interest in their inky depths.
Five minutes later, without a word spoken between them, they were in a’Tor’s rented cubicle. Twenty seconds after that, they were both naked. Hot. Sweaty. Naked.
He clenched his jaw, driving his finger deeper into her pussy. “Just sex.”
She smiled, the action somehow sad and sultry at once. “Good. Now shut up and make me forget.”
Forget what? he wanted to ask. But didn’t. With an abrupt move, he shoved her backward, fingers still buried in her clenching cunt. She gasped, eyes growing wide. Her ass hit the edge of the room’s com-desk and her feet jolted from the floor, her legs automatically splaying to keep her balanced. The move spread her cunt wider and A’Tor plunged his fingers harder into her slick passage, his other knotting in her hair to yank her head back, granting his mouth access to the bowed column of her neck.
She cried out, the sound both victorious and surprised. She sank her nails into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his hips to lock him to her. The imprisonment sent A’Tor’s pulse pounding. He groaned against her neck, driving his fingers harder into her gripping cunt.
“Just sex,” she whispered and, before A’Tor could move, she gripped his rigid cock in one hand and cupped his swollen balls with the other.
Heat exploded through A’Tor’s body. “Fuck!”
“Later,” the mysterious Chamelyon murmured, kneading the sensitive knot of flesh under his cockhead with the pad of her thumb.
Wet electricity scorched a direct path straight into his sac. He sucked in a breath, throwing his head back and gritting his teeth. It had been too long since he’d been touched like this, and this nameless female did it so well. So very, very well. “God.”
She chuckled at his groan, tugging on his balls with a blissfully painful hold. “I don’t think your deity is watching, Terran.” She ran her thumb over the end of his cock, catching the beads of pre-cum squeezing from the tip’s tiny slit, smearing the slightly viscous moisture over his burning flesh. She drew her closed fingers up his shaft, closed them tighter around the taut, rounded head and then pumped her hand down again.
White pleasure poured into A’Tor’s sac, spread out to his ass, his spine. He hitched in another hot breath, the Chamelyon’s somehow wild scent invading his very body.
She leant forward, nipples brushing his chest as she placed her lips to his ear. “You like that, yes?” Her fingers tightened around his cock and she pumped her hand again. “You like when I squeeze your cock?”
He ground his teeth. “Yes.”
“You like when I squeeze your balls?”
Exquisite pressure closed down on his sac and A’Tor bit back a cry of delicious pain. “Yes!”
“You like when I press my finger into your ass?”
The question flayed his control — seconds before the Chamelyon pushed a steady finger between his ass cheeks directly onto his clenching rectum. “Oh, fuck!” he burst out, bucking in her hold.
Black eyes flashed. “I said later.” She reached for his wrist and slowly withdrew his fingers from her cunt, lifting them to her mouth. She parted her lips, her tongue flicking out to lick at her own cream slicking his skin. “Would you like a taste?”
A’Tor stared into her face, his blood lava in his veins.
She cocked an eyebrow, teasing the tips of his fingers with her teeth. “Well?”
His nostrils flared. “Yes.”
She leant forward and traced his bottom lip with her tongue. The musky, sweet-saltiness of her juices filled his breath and, unable to stop himself, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, tasting her saliva, her desire… tasting her.
Jesus. She tasted good.
A low chuckle vibrated deep in her chest, making his lips tingle and his muscles coil. She pulled away, a smug smile curling the sides of her mouth as she kneaded his balls with her artful fingers. “Do you want to fuck me, Terran?”
Ropes of tight pleasure knotted in his groin. “Yes.”
“As I am?” She nipped on his fingertips again. “As you see me now?”
The question confused him, but it didn’t stop his body reacting. “Yes,” he answered. “As I see you.” He closed his hands over her breasts, kneading their swollen form. “You are perfect.”
Her eyelids fluttered closed and for a brief moment he thought her skin shimmered with iridescent light.

“Perfect?” she murmured, opening her eyes to stare at him again.
“Perfect,” he said.
An ambiguous expression flashed over her face — hope? Happiness? It made his chest ache. “What is your name?”
The question fell from his lips before he could stop it.
Black eyes flashed and she pushed her finger harder to the tight ring of his anus. “Just sex, remember.”
Forbidden, unknown pleasure tore through him. He’d never felt so… so… Fuck, he didn’t know how he felt, but if the Chamelyon’s finger penetrated his ass further, he’d come all over her belly.
“No names,” she murmured, the softest echo of sadness in her voice… a second before she sank her finger deeper into his virgin ass.
He arched against her. “Holy fuck!”
“After you give me head, Terran,” she answered, any trace of vulnerability gone. She wriggled her finger gently inside his rectum, tickling his prostate. His cock jerked, beads after glistening beads of pre-cum oozing from its tip. “After you make me come with your tongue.” She slowly withdrew her finger from his ass. Immediately, his body cried out in dismay, wanting to be penetrated once more. Harder. Deeper. Longer.
He held her gaze, so on fire he could barely draw breath. “Who hurt you, Chamelyon?”
A shadow of pain flittered through her black stare and she tensed. For a second. “You keep breaking the rules, Terran. No sharing of stories, remember.” She placed both her hands on his shoulders and unlocked her ankles from behind his butt. “Now, get on your knees and make me scream.” She pushed down. Once.
Without hesitation, A’Tor sank to the floor, his knees hitting the floorboards the exact moment his arms curled around her hips and his tongue found her clit. The Chamelyon shifted, shoving her cunt to his mouth, spreading her legs wider to let his tongue plunge deeper. Her skin seemed to shimmer again, and then she moaned, the raw cry crashing over him, drowning him in her rapture. His balls ached for her punishing caress, his ass longed to be finger-fucked again, but even as licentious desire consumed him his gut churned. With confusion. With suspicion.
No names…
Just sex…
As I am?
The Chamelyon’s thighs slid up the side of his head and she lifted her hips, demanding more, erasing A’Tor’s hesitation. He would learn her story, regardless of her “rules.” When he wanted something, he got it.
“Give it to me, Terran. Hard.”
He did, plunging his tongue repeatedly into her sodden slit, flicking it again and again over the swollen nub of her clit. She bucked. “Druentia wept! Yes!”
The surprise in her cry made A’Tor suckle on the tiny button of flesh with hungry force. She bucked again, her feet slamming down on his shoulders as she drove her cunt harder to his mouth. “Gods! What a tongue you have!”
Her moans grew louder. He felt her muscles tense, coil tight. Felt her orgasm grip her body. Another cry burst from her lips and a shudder wracked her body. “Yes! Yes! I’m coming! I’m coming!”
In one fluid move, A’Tor snapped to his feet, hauled her ass off the com-desk, flung her down on to the narrow bunk and drove his cock into her cunt. “My turn.”
“Oh, fuck me, Terran!” she screamed, bucking wildly underneath him, taking his impaling shaft so deep his balls smacked her ass. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
White-hot heat erupted in A’Tor’s balls and he pumped into her, his cock punching deeper and deeper into her wet heat, each spurt of his seed a scorching explosion of released power. “Jesus Fucking Christ!”
Rhythm deserted him. His blood turned to fire. Pounding into her sex, he dropped his head, wanting to see the rapture on her face, wanting to see the bliss in her eyes…
They stared back at him. Vulnerable and wanting and lost. The eyes of a creature used to pain experiencing joy for the first time.
Raiven A’Tor, last of the Terrans and the six system’s most feared bounty hunter, knew he was in trouble. This nameless, mysterious Chamelyon had done something no one else had before. She’d found his heart.
In the space of an orgasm, she’d found his heart and touched it.
And he’d never be the same again.


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REVIEWS! REVIEWS! No, Seriously….REVIEWS!!!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on March 6, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

So, for my second blog I’m going to brag about myself. At some stage of the game, I’ll actually get my act together and blog about something far more interesting, but for the moment what you’re getting are reviews…

To begin with… Shifting Lust – The Collection

Shifting Lust - The Collection

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Goddess Minx at Literary Nymphs says this about Shifting Lust – The Collection…

“Wow! I am still reeling from all the excitement of the three books that lead you on a whirlwind of an adventure for Raiven and Kyra. From one end of the galaxy to the other, thing are happening to them that are beyond their control at times and other times, their love making is so intense it will leave you breathless. This was not what I expected from reading the excerpt or the title, but way more. Lexxie Couper has done a fabulous job on this romantic Shifting Lust. I say here a Golden Blush Award is deserved, along with 5 Nymphs!”

Next we have Kyraninse from Night Owl Romance who says this…

Recommended Read

Shifting Lust is an amazingly hot story brought to steaming, vivid life by Lexxie Couper. I loved the novel premise of a shape-shifter that is affected by lust – it definitely kept things sizzling. Not to say that the plot itself wasn’t enough to keep me on the edge of my seat. Lexxie Couper has a talent for keeping the story running and the reader panting (for more reasons than one) after it. I adored Kyra’s character; not only was she more than enough to take on Raiven, but she has one of the coolest heads I’ve seen in a while. My only quibble is that Drean seemed to have been left in the lurch at the end. I also wouldn’t have minded a lot more back-story to round things out a bit. I sincerely hope that there’s going to be more about Raiven and Kyra. Hopefully Drean will make another show also if there’s to be a sequel. *hint hint*”

You know, the funny thing about Shifting Lust… It was my first series. I fell in love with all the characters. ALL of them, including the villains. A while ago I thought my journeys in Kyra and Raiven’s world was over, but the six systems calls me again. Drean Et will be getting his own HEA soon. He deserves it.

Now… Savage Retribution

My very first novel is being received very well so far. Check this out…

Chocolate Minx at Literary Nymphs says “Savage Retribution is a side-splitting funny action packed story of payback. Lexxie Couper has created a cast of characters, and a plot that takes you to the extreme with an intense fast moving chase through Sydney, Australia. Regan is a sassy, quick thinking female who packs a punch when cornered. Declan is a tough as nails, hard to kill werewolf determined to save Regan. There are sensual love scenes, but I found the hilarious dialog to be my favorite element of this fantastic narrative.”

Angel at Romance Junkies give Savage 4 hearts and says, “The love scenes are emotional with a touch of sensuality. Lexxie Couper knows how to grab your attention and hold it until the last page. SAVAGE RETRIBUTION is sure to gain her many more fans.”

And Beth over at PRN.org says, “Lexxie Couper’s Savage Retribution is an action packed thrill ride. This story had me on the edge of my seat; start to finish. This story is so strong and well thought out, and the heat between Declan and Regan will have romance readers begging for more. I had a wonderful time reading this story. Lexxie Couper can add another fan to her list.”

The response to Savage Retribution has truly surpassed my hopes. I’m currently plotting the next ‘Savage’ book, following Peter and Yolanda as they hunt and are hunted by a mysterious werewolf killer with an even more mysterious link to Yolanda’s dark past.

There are more reviews (Snowbound: Captive Heat has two so far) but I’ll save them for another day.

I really must say thank you to Renee George and Emma Ray Garrett. This wordpress blog is INFINITELY better! Be prepared, World. Lexxie Couper has just developed the blogging bug! Mwhahahahahahahah