Click here for the Kate Hill page. The Masters: Rune Available from Changeling Press Blurb: Rune was the first Master of Ecstasy to complete Ivan's course at the vampire haven Sunlight of the Soul and is among the most sought after guides for the sexual gantlet. While he has brought countless visitors unimaginable pleasure, he has never lost his heart to one, until he meets Doe. Doe is tired of her fledgling ignorance and wants to prove to herself that she can endure the sexual gantlet. Neither she nor Master Rune have any intention of falling in love, but the fates have other ideas for these two vampires -- one of the old world and one from the new. Excerpt: Rune's hands on her shoulders guided her into the room. She heard the door click shut behind them and her pulse raced. "Remove your dress," he said. Her breath quickened and she did as he ordered, sliding the straps down her shoulders and pushing the dress over her hips. It felt strange undressing in utter darkness and she wondered if her movements looked as awkward as they felt. Once finished, she again stood still and waiting. One of his hands swept her bare back and buttocks and she heard him murmur, "Lovely." Doe felt strangely relieved and rather proud that this drop-dead sexy creature found her attractive. "Hold out your hands," he said. She did so and felt him bind her wrists together in front of her with a measure of rope. Tugging gently on the rope, he led her forward. "Featherhill is an interesting name," he said, placing his hands on her waist and caressing. She felt the strength in him and the warmth of his body so close to hers. He emanated the most delicious scent--like citrus and musk. "Your name has inspired some ideas for our session." "Like what?" she asked a bit breathlessly. His hands were now cupping her bottom, stroking and kneading through the silky fabric of her panties. "You'll find out soon enough," he said close to her ear. His warm breath tickled and aroused her. If her hands weren't bound, she'd try to touch him back. As if sensing her desire, he pressed her palms to his bare chest. She tightened her fingers against the muscles, relishing the feel of his warm flesh and the soft cushion of hair. Even when he released her hands, she didn't remove them from his chest, yet she was reluctant to stroke it with the enthusiasm she felt. "You're tense," Rune observed, placing his hands on her shoulders and massaging. His thumbs gently stroked her neck. "I think it's the mask," she said. "Sorry." "Don't be. It's natural, but I want you to try to relax. You are to follow my orders here, but I'm a reasonable man. I have no intention or desire to cause you harm. If you feel overwhelmed at any point, I want you to tell me." This surprised her. She knew a vampire as old and experienced as Rune could easily read her mind. "Do you understand?" he asked with authority. "Yes." "Eventually I will initiate a mind connection, but at this stage I want you to talk to me. We have a short time to learn about each other. With some, the sexual gantlet provides only physical stimulation. Others experience something much deeper." "How will it be for us?" she murmured. A shiver of fear and desire coursed down her spine. "I'm not sure yet." He brushed his cheek against hers, the sensation dulled a bit by the hood, "But I'm eager to find out." email