Today, I have Nicole Gestalt with me, on her blog tour sharing news of her latest publication as editor, Valves & Vixens, a collection of steampunk erotica. So, welcome Nicole, and over to you:
Valves & Vixens
Today I wanted to give a little sneak peek into each of the
stories within Valves & Vixens.
Coming Aboard the Greatest of the Great Ships by Jim Lee
The three of them strolled the grounds unhurriedly - not
touching but engaged in good, quiet small talk. They discussed the Great Ship,
current news and the lush vegetation around them. Personal items came up next,
though in a nature and unforced manner all around.
With delight, Cassandra realised that she truly liked - not
just admired or felt dutifully grateful to, but actually and honestly liked both
of these respected and - she finally admitted it to herself - profoundly,
exotically desirable individuals.
The three of them stopped as one near one of the garden’s
outer walls.
Cassandra stood between the men - now not merely fabled
Engineers to her, but vividly distinct persons that she wished to share
something wonderful with.
At random, she turned her head to the left. She raised a
hand, lightly caressed the older man’s neck.
The Waiting Future by Crysta K. Coburn
As we re-approached the house, Nakamura crowed, “Oh-ho!
Fukui is lucky today! Is that not Miss Yuki walking there?”
We altered our direction to join Mr. Itoh’s daughter and her
young maid. She turned when she heard us, and I was struck dumb. I had not
noticed when her back was to us, for she held a paper parasol over one
shoulder, that Miss Yuki was entirely white. Her delicate flesh was pale as the
moon, and her hair the whitest I had ever seen, while her eyes sparkled blue
like the clear summer’s sky. She was like a Japanese porcelain doll. It was no
wonder she had been named after snow.
The Musica by J. T. Seate
The room was lit by both candle and gaslight. Jonathan’s
eyes nearly popped at the sight of a young woman holding a bow that swept ever
so gently over the strings of her cello - a bass member of the violin family an
octave below a viola. She had chosen to play in a most uninhibited fashion - in
the nude. Without clothing, the cello seemed a part of her, providing an
aesthetic appeal. She possessed a naked prettiness that set her above mere
sensuality. After the shock of the delightful sight, Jonathan dissected the
image one portion at a time and realised he was moved by more than the artistic
aspect of the scene.
Boson's Mate by Nikko Lee
Beckett used his mech hand to open the door. His obsidian
fingers convulsed before finally releasing the wheel. The tremors were getting
worse. It wouldn’t be long before he wouldn’t be able to open his hand at all.
As soon as Beckett closed the door behind them, Boson’s
mouth captured Beckett’s. Boson was halfway to undressing Beckett before
Beckett caught up to him. The boy was eager; that wasn’t something Beckett was
used to with the men he paid for. The stiffness of Boson’s erection burnt
against Beckett’s thigh even as his own member began to swell.
Les Lettres Dangereuses by V. C.
As I was cleaning Lady Olivia’s room, I discovered a diary.
It was made of tough dark brown leather and embellished with brass, copper, and
silver gears from watch parts. I knew I shouldn’t have even been touching it.
In the end my curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn’t help but open it and
read what stories laid inside of it. In her first diary entry, dated 29 August
1847, she wrote.....
Dr Williams Discovery – The Curious Truth by Zak Jane Keir
Roger Williams lay in his bed, unable to sleep. His mind was
filled with images of Lady Isidore; her perfect features, the glowing red of
her hair, cropped fashionably short - and the cold fury in her eyes when she
spoke of her great-aunt. He was aware that his grandfather, the inventor of
Williams Carnality-Pulsation technology, had employed a Miss O’Brien as his
assistant.
On Gossamer Wings by Blair Erotica
When the party finally broke up she still wasn’t sleepy and
decided to walk the deck, enjoying the dark night and watch the moon, which had
just begun its rise. The only lights were soft ones in the rigging and the
stars bright in the sky. She walked through that muted dark and listened to the
sensual pulsing hiss of the ocean slipping along the hull.
“It’s a nice night to be at sea,” a voice said and she
turned slightly startled to see Captain Stanley.
“It is. Quite lovely.”
One Cheek or Two? By Regina Kammer
Miss Bennett! I need you in the laboratory at once!”
Delia looked up from steadying the convex glass cover of the
massive clockwork while Sebastian screwed in a side bolt, a little flutter of
excitement tickling just below her belly upon hearing her name. Professor
Edward Ockham’s baritone was like a siren song to her heart. She was powerless
before it.
Except if she let go of the glass it would surely smash into
bits.
Captain Barnabus by Nicole Gestalt
They looked at one another for a moment silence covering the
words they didn't want to think about. It was a subtle shift in the engines and
Barnabus remembered how short the time they had together was.
“Whatever the future holds and no matter how far apart we
all end up being we need to remember to live in the moment and grab what
opportunity we can.” His voice dropped low as he spoke and he leaned forward to
her.
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