If You Can't Handle the Heat

If You Can't Handle the Heat
Deliciously Naughty Erotic Romance for the Foodies

Thursday, 31 October 2013

Sharing Halloween with Lisabet Sarai - Welcome Darkness

Happy Halloween, Everyone and here's my Treat! The fabulous Lisabet Sarai is back darkening my doorstep—in the absolute best of waysand sharing her favourite holiday with us...

[31 October 2013]

Welcome, Darkness
By Lisabet Sarai

I'm thrilled to be here at my friend H.K.'s place to celebrate Halloween – my absolute favorite holiday.

When I was a child, I enjoyed All Hallow's Eve more for the costumes than the candy. I loved becoming someone else – a gypsy, a gargoyle, a princess, a pirate – leaving my shy, awkward, bookish self behind for a few marvelous hours of night-time adventure. In our family, we scorned store-bought attire, sometimes working on our Halloween disguises for weeks before the big night. And on November 1st, as my brother and I tallied our sweet haul, we were already discussing who we'd be next year.

As I reached adulthood, Halloween for me became associated with sex. Okay, I'll admit that during my twenties, sex colored pretty much everything in my life, but Halloween always seemed a particularly auspicious time for erotic encounters. The costume possibilities expanded to include slinky vamps and cat-women, scantily-attired genies and voluptuous she-demons. Halloween parties partook of some of the abandon of a Carnival masked ball. Leaving your mundane self behind for the night, you could also relinquish your inhibitions. Magic was afoot, kindling shadowy desire and promising fiery consummation.

What's the essence of All Hallow's Eve? It's the night when darkness comes out to play. Each of us has a dark side, no matter how much we might like to pretend we don't. Halloween calls to that side of our nature, luring it from the depths where we keep it hidden, tempting us to release it and revel in the chaos it might bring.

We externalize the darkness as ghouls and werewolves, specters and vampires. We find them fascinating, thrilling, not recognizing them as mirrors of our own lusts – for violence, for power, for pleasure. On Halloween, though, we're moved to welcome darkness, at least for a time, to stop acting as though we're 100% civilized – to let our inner beasts howl.

I haven't written that much dark fiction, but my M/M/F vampire ménage Fire in the Blood has a shadowy tone that seems appropriate for Halloween. One reviewer called it “edgy, dark and smoking hot”. Anyway, I thought I'd share a bit from that tale to help you celebrate your All Hallow's Eve.

Oh, and if you leave a comment with your email, I'll enter you in a drawing for a $20 bookstore certificate.

Happy Halloween!
In the heart of darkness, eternal passion burns.

Maddy and Troy hope that a care-free vacation in tropical Jamaica will re-ignite the passion in their five-year relationship. On a scenic mountain trail, Maddy's horse bolts and carries her deep into the jungle. Injured and lost, she is saved by a seductive giant of a man whose mere presence kindles unbearable lust. By the time she understands his dark nature, it is far to late for her to escape.

Bitter and alone, Etienne de Rémorcy haunts the forest around the ruined plantation of Fin d'Espoir. He has sworn to never again taste human blood, but when slender, raven-haired Madeleine begs him to take her, he cannot resist.

Troy is hugely relieved when Maddy makes her way back to their hotel after her ordeal in the mountains, but he finds her greatly changed—fiercely passionate in bed, restless and disturbed at other times. The tall, elegant stranger he meets on the beach hold the key to her transformation, and soon has seduced Troy as well. Even Etienne's most potent magic can't extinguish the fire in Troy's and Madeleine's blood.


Etienne dragged his belt from the loops of his dungarees. “Give me your hands,” he ordered. Madeleine held them out, palms turned upward in supplication. “I plan to bind you to ensure that you cannot escape me once we have begun. I will give you one more chance. Do you still want this?”

Maddy shivered, imagining herself restrained on the rough bed, powerless and at his mercy. Lust and fear warred in her body. Liquid dripped from her pussy, soaking the satiny robe bunched under her buttocks. She and Troy had played at bondage, silk scarves and velvet blindfolds. This was real.

She sought Etienne’s eyes, seeking reassurance. Fire flickered in the depths of those dark pools. His face was a beautiful mask that offered no solace. He gripped the belt in both hands, twisting as if testing it. “Et bien, Madeleine?”

She wanted it. She could not pretend otherwise. She wanted him, on any terms, wanted whatever he would do to her. Nothing mattered, not his terrifying strength, not his grim warnings, not the feeble image of Troy awaiting her back at the hotel. She reached for the bonds he offered. “Take me,” she whispered.

In an instant, he had slipped the end of the belt through the buckle and caught her wrists in the resulting loop. She felt the leather begin to bite into her skin as he pulled her arms above her head and a further tightness as he secured the other end to the metal bedstead. She tugged at the restraints, verifying the stark fact she could not, in fact, work herself free. Terror and arousal swept through her in alternating waves.

Her heart slammed against ribs. Her nipples and her clit throbbed with her pulse. Without being told, she spread her damp thighs. An oceany scent rose from her exposed pussy.

He shrugged off his vest and pushed his trousers down over his hips. Naked, he was even more formidable, his ebony thighs corded with muscle, his sculpted chest and flat belly gleaming like black marble. His erect cock sprang from the wiry thicket of his groin, on the same gigantic scale as the rest of his massive body.

The shaft looked thick as her wrist. Veins meandered along its endless dark length like creepers on a tree branch. The cap was dusky pink, taut, polished flesh that glistened with moisture.

Maddy moaned at the mere thought of that cock invading her. Saliva gathered in her mouth. “Etienne…” she pleaded, splaying her legs wider in lewd invitation. “Please…”

“Little harlot! Have you no shame?” Even as he chided her, however, the black giant climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself between her thighs.

She expected ferocity, his power unleashed. She imagined him forcing that awe-inspiring cock deep into her body. Instead, he bent his head and flicked his tongue along the sensitive skin on the inside of her knee.

“Ah…” Pleasure rippled through her, converging on her pussy. He licked again, moving upward, painting her with his cool saliva. She squirmed under his mouth, wanting to feel those thick lips on her aching clit. Gradually, he came closer to her centre, yet still he lingered on her thighs, kissing, nibbling, lapping up the juices that spilled from her hungry, empty sex. She arched up, pushing her pelvis towards him. Without effort, without removing his mouth, he forced her back onto the bed.

He rasped his tongue over the gash she’d received during her wild ride through the forest. Pain sliced into her cocoon of pleasure. The rum had probably disinfected the cut, but her bath had prevented it from clotting. His touch made it throb. When he licked again, the pain intensified.

“Ow! What are you doing?” Etienne ignored her. It felt as though he was probing the wound with his tongue, opening it further. “Wait! Don’t…”

Without warning, there was a hand dabbling in the moist folds at the entrance to her sex. A bolt of pleasure seared her. A finger rocked her clit back and forth, making her shudder and moan. Her lust flooded back, washing away the pain. She felt an odd pulling sensation at the wound site, and her nipples responded, as though he were sucking on those sensitive nubs instead of her thigh. He pushed several fingers deep into her pussy. She clenched around him. Delight rippled out to her extremities as the pull of his mouth intensified. Now she felt the suction in her clit as well as her breasts. Her whole body trembled, balanced on the edge of release. 

Etienne plunged what felt like his whole hand into her depths. Something sharp tore into the flesh of her thigh. Her climax hit her, as sudden as a breaking storm, thundering through her, scattering every thought in its wake.

Before she could recover, he was on top of her, his cock nudging against her still-quaking opening, his face inches from hers. His eyes glowed with a fierce, wild light. His lips stretched wide in a grimace of triumph, exposing the pointed teeth of an animal. Blood smeared those lips—her blood. Its rusty scent mingled with his aura of roses. She shuddered, even as her pussy wept tears of new desire.

“Do you still want me, cherie?” he growled. “Now that you know what I am?” He ground his rock-hard erection against the softness at her centre, striking sparks that burned away her fear.

“Yes,” she had time to whisper, before he fastened his gore-stained lips on hers. 

Check out the trailer for Fire in the Blood on YouTube

About Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – more than fifty single author titles, plus dozens of short stories in various erotic anthologies, including the Lambda winner Where the Girls Are and the IPPIE Best Erotic Book of 2011, Carnal Machines. Her gay scifi erotic romance Quarantine won a Rainbow Awards 2012 Honorable Mention.

In addition to writing, Lisabet also edits erotica and erotic romance. Her editing credits include the ground breaking anthology Sacred Exchange, which explores the spiritual aspects of BDSM, the massive collection Cream: The Best of the Erotica Readers and Writers Association, the charity anthology Coming Together: In Vein, a collection of vampire tales that benefits Doctors Without Borders, and six volumes of the Coming Together: Presents series of single author charitable erotica books. You'll also find her writing the newsletter and occasional articles for the Erotica Readers and Writers Association (www.erotica-readers.com) and monthly reviews for Erotica Revealed (www.eroticarevealed.com).

Lisabet has more degrees than anyone would ever need, from prestigious educational institutions who would no doubt be deeply embarrassed by her chosen genre.  She has traveled widely and currently lives in Southeast Asia with her indulgent husband and two exceptional felines, where she pursues an alternative career that is completely unrelated to her creative writing.

For more information about Lisabet and her writing, visit her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com). To get updates on her releases, contests and other news, join Lisabet's List (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/lisabets_list).


  1. Halloween is not really celebrated in Australia, a few kids dress up but I probably won't have anyone knock at my door. It's such a shame I wish we would embrace the celebration more.
    That was one hot excerpt (as usual) Lisabet :)

    1. Thanks, Donna!

      It's not much celebrated here in Asia, either, much to my regret!

  2. Hi,

    another Australian here - it's an invasion. My daughter & I do discuss how much fun it could be.

    An amazing excerpt thank you.


    1. Hi, Mary,

      You know, Australia is one place I've never been. And I've got so many friends there now!

  3. Hi Lisabet,
    love the cover. it's gorgeous and the excerpt was HOT. i can hardly wait to read the rest of the book and see what happens next. Happy Halloween

    tammy ramey

    1. Hey, Tammy,

      The book is available (hint, hint!)...

      Thanks for dropping by.

  4. Hi Lisabet, I agree with your reviewer - that was edgy, dark and definitely smoking! Great excerpt. Happy Hallowe'en!

    1. Hi, Helena,

      Yes, I think she definitely got it right.

      Thanks for taking the time to comment.

  5. What an excerpt. Very hot! Happy Halloween

  6. I enjoyed the excerpt and post. Hope you have a great Halloween.
    sstrode at scrtc dot com

    1. I plan to do my best, Sherry! Hope you enjoy yourself,too.

  7. Hi Lisabet;) Hugs, H.K.:) Great post, Lisabet...excellent idea for a story - masked Hallow's Eve...all about wild abandon. Now why didn't I ever think of that *grins* Ran right out and bought your book... Best to you always, my friends:) Thanks for sharing a bit of your life, Lisabet:)

    1. Hi, Kay Dee,

      Gee, why can't I have a hundred more fans like you?! Thanks so much!

  8. Hi Lisabet and HK! What a great post. Halloween is an AWESOME day. I totally agree being able to pretend to be someone else is tons of fun.

    Loved the excerpt! Thanks for sharing it, and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

    1. Hello, Mary!

      Thanks for taking the time to sample our Halloween treat.

  9. Ah, m/m/f is just lovely! I wish more people had a sensually spooky Halloween, instead of a gory one...

    Trix, vitajex(at)aol(dot)com

  10. Enjoyed the excerpt. Thanks for the giveaway. turtle6422@gmail.com

  11. So glad to have you back, Lisabet. And thanks to everyone who dropped by to leave a comment. It's beginning to get dark here in Ontario; the little trick or treatians should be coming around soon. But it is a very dreary and rainy evening, so we might not get too many ghosts and ghoulies tonight. Ohhh, I predict a candy hangover in my future. :D
    Happy Halloween Everyone! Boo!

  12. I agree with the reviewer who called it "edgy, dark & smoking hot" as it truly is!
    Happy Halloween

  13. *waves* at HK

    Really hot excerpt, I can't wait to read the book!

    1. Thanks, Noelle!

      I'd love for you to do that...

  14. I never celebrated Halloween but it's something I might want to start celebrating when I have kids. Thank you for the excerpt, it's definitely piqued my interest and was quite steamy =D

    humhumbum AT yahoo DOT com

    1. You never celebrated Halloween? Not even when you were a kid? Oh, dear. You have a lot of lost time to make up for!

  15. Hello, again!

    Well, Halloween's just a memory for this year, and I've drawn a winner - Jana B. Congratulations.

    Thanks to all of you who stopped by. And a big thank you to H.K. for hosting me.

    Hugs all around!