It’s hard to believe today is
Easter already. And Passover started two days ago? Wow.
Meanwhile, April first kicks
off two challenges for bloggers and writers. First is the A-Z blog challenge, which
I did for the past three years, I believe, on my Darla M Sands blog. This year,
I decided to focus instead on fiction writing alone and limit myself to the Camp NaNo
word count challenge.
Unlike November’s National
Novel Writing Month strict fifty thousand word count goal, April’s ‘camp’
allows participants to set their own challenge. So I, being a bit of a
masochist, picked the 50k word count.
That said, here is a little
snippet that showcases this side to one of my characters. Please note it's a bit racy for work or family.
Story:
“Shit. I should be coddling
you, not making you feel guilty for wanting to forget something awful.”
“I don’t want to be
coddled,” he snarled.
“What do you want?”
“You. Now.”
Rushing me, he shuffled
forward until my back contacted the wall. His body pressed into mine, a growing
erection making dominant intention and desire clear. I went with this force of
nature, tangling my fingers in spider silk strands at the base of his skull.
“Yes,” he whispered, more
sigh than plea. “Pull my hair, Alexandra.”
I pulled back to study his
face. The mixed signals confused me, his acting forceful then requesting pain.
Maybe his needs were
different than first thought. Nickolas might like to switch things up when it
came to power exchange, he isolated those masochistic tendencies from his inner
sadist. Call it self preservation, he
once told me, his smirk self deprecating.
My
primitive brain clicked on, reaching the simple conclusion. He tested me,
himself, us, our boundaries. Unwrapping my hands I shoved him by the shoulders.
The werewolf stumbled backward only to steady himself and stand his ground.
~
I hope
you enjoyed it. Are you embarking on anything special this month?
