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About the author:
In his free time Kasper also plays music, plays with his cat, and loves film.
What inspired you to write your book?
The idea of a tribe of paranormal beings that thrive on sex and seduction.
Here is a short sample from the book:
The three girls sat alone in the sauna, Elizabeth the only one among them who was completely naked. She lay back against the wall, her small, perky breasts sweating lightly.
“I think we should skip this hiking nonsense,” she said.
“And disappoint, Frank?” Janey said. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and her towel wrapped around her chest. “I think he’s more excited to see this half naked tribe than Rosa.”
“Ha!” Rosa shouted. “Don’t act like you’re not curious. If you’d heard half the rumors I have you’d be packing your bags to go right now.”
“Oh I don’t mean skip the tribe, babe,” said Elizabeth. “I mean skip the hike. We got a boat for a reason right?” She stood up and looked at herself in a mirror across the room. She admired her naked body. “What stories have you heard?” Elizabeth asked.
“That they look like Gods, “Rosa smiled. “That they fuck like them too.”
“Where have you heard that?” Janey asked.
“My girlfriend. She had one of them.”
“No way,” said Janey. “What did she say?”
“That they fuck like Gods!” Rosa laughed. “I told you already, pretty girl.”
Elizabeth admired her reflection as they spoke. Her skin was impeccably tan, yet bright with the colors of the tattoos that ran down her arms and the sides of her body, curving around to her back; a dragon slept and curled its tail onto her left ass cheek.
“I’ve heard that they come in all colors,” Elizabeth said. “Some are black like an African, some are mixed, and some are white.“
“That doesn’t make sense,” Janey said. “How could a tribe be native to a land and have a mix like that?”
“It sounds crazy but my girlfriend said the same thing,” Rosa said.
“Are you guys messing with me?” Janey said.
“I hope not,” said Elizabeth. “I didn’t come all the way out here not to find one of them. I’m going to fuck one of them.” Silence filled the sauna after she said it.
“But what about Nicholas?” Janey asked, almost hurt.
“He won’t know. And if he does, oh well. It’s not like we’re married.”
“That’s mean, Elizabeth,” Rosa said. “You shouldn’t think like that.”
“It’s not to hurt Nicholas. It’s just something that I want. So I’m going to get it.”
Janey shook her head. Rosa didn’t say anything.
“You can quietly judge me, ladies. That’s fine. But when we get there and we see them, you are going to feel it too. Are you going to deny yourself what you want? For who?”
Elizabeth looked at Janey and could tell the girl was listening to her. Maybe she isn’t so naïve, after all. “It’s time for a drink, girls. Let’s go.”
That night they rejoined the men for dinner, and eventually the couples made their way to the bar. Elizabeth started with a shot of tequila, and then plunged into a margarita. She had started way too slow today, and planned to catch up.
“If we don’t hike, we save our energy for more important things!” Elizabeth shouted.
“Like what?” Frank asked.
“Uh, like, swimming. And dancing. And fucking!” she laughed, and ordered another drink. Nicholas shifted in his seat; he hated it when she drank too much.
“She has a point,” Rosa chimed in. “There is plenty of hiking to do once we’re there, and wouldn’t it be nice to bring the boat? We could sleep on it, and not even bother with tents.”
“Who the hell wants to sleep in a tent?” Elizabeth said.
“Fuck it. Why not?” Zane said. Elizabeth looked over at Zane and wondered about his cock and if it really was like a pringles can. The man had an incredible body and she bet he tasted like coconut.
“Fuck it,” Elizabeth giggled, giving Zane eyes from across the table.
As the bartender walked by she grabbed him by the waist and pulled him closer to her.
“I need another shot, baby. Can you get it for me? Actually make it two.”
“Right away,” He dashed off towards the bar. She looked back to Nicholas and could tell he was getting angry. She couldn’t help it. She felt on fire, and for some reason Nicholas’s anger just made it all the more fun.
When he returned with the shots, she took one of them. “That one’s for you.” She nodded to the one in the bartender’s hand. He looked nervously at Nicholas, who easily dwarfed the man.
“I, uh,” The bartender started. “I’m not really supposed to drink on the job.” Elizabeth looked back at Nicholas and saw him glaring. The bartender walked off.
“I still have a shot here,” Elizabeth said. “Looks like I’ll have to do both of them!”
“For Christ’s sake, Elizabeth,” Nicholas said. “Get a hold of yourself.”
“Or what?” She didn’t wait for a response and downed both shots, one after the other.
As the night went on she started feeling wobbly so she went to the bathroom and snorted some cocaine to steady out. When she came back, Nicholas was gone.
“Where did the killjoy go?” she asked.
“He said he was tired. He went back to the room,” Janey said.
“What time is it?”
“It’s almost 2, I’m going up soon too,” Rosa said.
“Pussies! All of you! Stay up with me!” Elizabeth shouted.
“It’s a long day tomorrow. I’ll go with you, Rosa,” Janey said.
“I can come with you Janey, it’s late,” Frank said half-heartedly, as the bartender brought him over another beer.
“No, you stay. Hang for a while if you want,” she said.
“Think I might hang a while too, go for a swim,” Zane said to Rosa.
“So it’s me and the boys for another round!” Elizabeth shouted. “Ladies, goodnight!” She kissed the girls goodbye and ordered another round.
Near dawn the bar stopped serving, and Zane suggested they go for a sunrise swim. After some convincing, they got Frank to come along and the three of them walked to the beach in the dark.
At the edge of the water Elizabeth tore off her sundress, she was nude underneath. She stretched her arms out and felt the wind rush off of the ocean and all around her. She was alive.
“All skin, men! Only boys wear their shorts,” she called at them over the sound of the waves. Zane pulled his shirt off of his body and looked her in the eyes as he unbuttoned his shorts. With her eyes, she traced the lines of his abdomen down to his soft, plump cock.
She felt the power she held in that moment, and channeled it into lust.
“You too Frank!” she said. She knew Frank tried hard to be a good guy, and that’s what made it more exciting. She wanted to ruin him, and knowing she had the power to do so made her wet. He took his clothes off just as he was told to.
“All in at once?” she asked, looking their bodies over.
They rushed into the water naked as the first light from the sun broke the horizon. The world slowly brightened as they swam out to a large, flat rock that stood about a hundred yards out from shore. They climbed onto it and stood, facing the sunrise.
She walked out in front of them to the edge of the rock, framing her dripping wet body against the sun. They stared at her in awe, and the desire in their eyes filled her with exhilaration. She stared back at their hot bodies and exposed cocks and decided she wanted them both. Now.
“Come here,” she said.
Zane walked across the rock to her, Frank followed him after a moment. Their eyes were transfixed on her inked body. She stood between them and caressed Zane’s chest. Frank ran his hands along her tattoos and along her ass.
“What do you want to do to me?” she asked Zane.
“I want to make you cum.”