Tour: Chicks in Charge by WJ Craft (Guest Post/Giveaway)

Welcome back! Today author WJ Craft is joining us with her book, Chicks in Charge, and a custom flash fic to go with our Mythology Romance theme this month. Enjoy! 

At Last

by WJ Craft

She lay weeping and shaking on the forest floor, too tired to run, too

exhausted to care any longer that they were almost upon her. She could

hear the chase hounds baying, but it was impossible to tell how far

off they were. It didn’t matter anyway, she hadn’t the strength to

stand.

The snapping of a branch made her look up, the weariness clear in her

eyes as her hands clutched at the dried leaves under her.

“M’lady.”

The voice was deep, almost baritone, and held a gentle strength. As he

parted the thick undergrowth with perfectly muscled arms, she could

see a kindness and concern in his brown eyes that she had never seen

in a man before. A tiny spark of hope kindled inside her.

The first of the dogs burst out of the brush and leapt for her throat,

but before she could scream, a thunder of brown swept her up and

kicked the dog back from where it had come. Then they were off and the

greenery rushed by as they galloped off at an impossible speed. Escape

had come.

She held onto him tightly as they raced on, deeper and deeper into the

woods, the glossy coat of a fine stallion under her and the smooth

muscles of a fine man before her. She nearly slipped off several

times, but he held her there close until he deemed them both safe from

the chase. Then he slowed to a walk and she finally realized what had

happened.

Fascinated, she caressed the union where the human flesh gave way to

an equestrian broad back, soft fuzzy hairs transitioning to the

stiffer hairs underneath her. He stopped then and looked at her over

his shoulder, clearly enjoying the unfamiliar sensation of a woman’s

caressing hands.

She was unable to stop herself. Onward her hands explored this strange

and beautiful creature, stopping only long enough for him to help her

off his back. Then she resumed, running her fingers over every inch of

his body. Every inch.

They both gasped as his sizable equine member unsheathed itself at the

attention. His eyes closed in ecstasy as she knelt and explored it

with fingertips then, finally, her tongue.

The forest shivered with their sounds and motions until darkness fell

and the moon rose. She was safe and well-loved at last.

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Excerpt

The Zap App

The next day, she made a few alterations to her application, reversed
a few things, and then waited for Richard to make his morning
appearance. She didn’t have long to wait.

“Good morning,” he said, right behind her ear.

“Good morning, Richard,” said Veronica, then she tapped the button.

Instantly the sound of coffee splashing all over the floor met her
ears, and she turned to see her nemesis staggering backwards until he
crashed into the cubicle wall, which threatened to topple into the
next space over. His eyes were partly rolled up into his head and he
was moaning and gasping, his twitching body slowly sinking
horizontally onto a filing cabinet. With a grin that was triumphant,
surprised and slightly sadistic, she tapped the button again to see
what would happen when she turned the app off.

A noticeable wet stain at the front of a medium-sized pants tent
caught her attention. Had the poor man wet himself?

“Ohgod,” was all he could manage for at least five minutes as he
recovered. Veronica began to wonder if she should call a medic, and
coworkers started to crowd in her doorway to see what the hell had
happened.

“It’s all right,” she reassured them. “Still working on that epilepsy
app. Must have reversed something.”

“That was... that was...” Richard spit out, trying to regain the gift
of language. “Fucking incredible...”

Confused, Veronica stared at him.

“What?”

“Incredi... mind-blowing. Best orgasm ever...”

Now that, she hadn’t expected. But something about it sounded vaguely
familiar. She turned her back on her human lab rat as the embarrassed
coworkers made themselves useful elsewhere. A quick search on
“epilepsy” and “orgasm” brought up research on the phenomenon known as
the “orgasmic aura,” a state of spontaneous climax that some epilepsy
victims experienced at the onset of a seizure. She could hear Richard
slowly collecting himself behind her.

“Again,” he finally moaned.

“Fuck off.”

“Do it again!” His hand gripped her shoulder and she turned, finding
herself face-to-face with a pair of desperate, lust-filled eyes. His
other hand shot out and gripped her throat. Unable to cry out for
help, she did the only thing she could think of to incapacitate the
madman – she hit the button again.

~*GIVEAWAY*~

WJ Craft is giving away an ebook of Chicks in Charges to one reader. To enter, just leave a question or comment for the author on this post and then fill out the RaffleCopter below. Additional entries are available but not required. Good luck! 


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