In all my stories, secondary characters are important to me, even when I don’t intend for them to carry on in a series. When I first conceived the Alien Slave Masters series, I knew I was going to have to have at least one “bad boy” human character.
My hero in The Captain’s Pet, Wid, was going to be in many ways a classic one–the level-headed and moral one that would lead the charge. I also knew he needed a foil, someone hot-headed, the guy who’s always going to be getting into trouble. That’s how I conceived of Joel. He’s the one to go down fighting when everyone else is sensible enough to give up, or at least take a more subtle approach. I couldn’t wait to give Joel his own story and help him develop some maturity without sacrificing his passion. Of course, he had to be The Rebellious Pet.
I love bad boys. I don’t know any woman who doesn’t. Back in the day–and here I’m showing my age–there was something thrilling about seeing Marlon Brando and James Dean. All that leather with thighs encased in worn jeans slung over motorcycles and cancer sticks hanging from pouty, sneering lips. One of my favorite books as a girl was The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton. I loved the Curtis boys, the Greasers, and fantasized about being the queen bee of all of them and keeping them out of trouble. Need more current examples? My daughters tell me that sure Captain America is hot, but Bucky is way hotter and more dangerous, and Loki’s dark sexiness makes Thor look bland in comparison. Yes, many of these characters are up to no good, but part of the appeal of the bad boy is that a good woman can redeem him. That, I remind my straight daughter (and my gay one, as well, because there are bad girls too), is a fantasy.
Another part of the bad-boy persona is the underlying reason as to why they are bad, or at least why they walk around with a chip on their shoulder. They often come from the “wrong side of the tracks” like the Curtis brothers did. Or they have difficult home lives where they’ve developed a shell of toughness and indifference to protect themselves from getting hurt even more. That vulnerability adds to the mystique. I know that when I read about such a character, I just want to ride to the rescue. I want to wrap him up in my arms and protect him. It’s a weird dynamic, I’ll admit, with its motherly tones infusing sexual appeal. But I think it’s a common one, and it never fails to draw me in as a reader and I writer.
A bad boy with a troubled past is the kind of character I wanted to create with Joel. I knew he was going to be the one to lead the other boys astray right from the beginning. I wanted him to be pugnacious, always taking a swing at his master even though he knew it to be futile. In some ways, he’s his own worst enemy. It took a while, though, for me to understand why he was like that. One of the best things about being a writer is that you can conceive of realities to suit yourself. Writing science fiction, in particular, gives me that pleasure. With Alien Slave Masters, I can create characters that live in a world that marches to my own set of rules. That’s not always a comfortable place. Humans have had to flee Earth because of dwindling resources. None of the colonists are living a comfortable life, yet poor Joel has had it tougher than most. He’s been dealing with survival on multiple levels already, and now, he has to live a frightening life as a sex slave of an alien being.
Joel is a smart boy, however. He’s learning and adapting. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and Joel is proof of that. His journey is continuing onto a Travian space station, and he has to deal with a new, tougher, and sexy master. He’s not going to stop being a bad boy, but the path to survival is going to take him to unexpected places.
Forced to be the sex slave of an alien warrior, perpetual bad boy, Joel, finds himself tossed into the bed of a space station commander who tests even Joel’s cultivated bravado. While he’d learned to survive an abusive father, the Travian master proves to be a greater challenge. Joel soon finds himself caught between the desperate need to fight his captivity and the unnerving tug of attraction he feels for his new master.
Born to one of the lower castes of his people, Arath has worked his way up to a coveted command. His drive for success has left him isolated from his crew. He has no time or interest in caring for the pesky human pet thrust upon him by his superior. His duty allows him no other choice, so he reluctantly takes what has been given to him. He is surprised by how easily he is seduced by his pet’s allure.
Joel and Arath dance around each other and their growing attraction, until politics intrude and test their tentative feelings. The stakes are suddenly raised, and the choices they make may change the course of history for both of their species.
Reader Advisory: This book contains sex scenes of a non-consensual nature, as well as scenes of dubious consent, violence, abuse and torture.
Samantha Cayto is a Boston-area native who practices as a business lawyer by day while writing erotic romance at night—the steamier, the better. She likes to push the envelope when it comes to writing about passion and is delighted other women agree that guy-on-guy sex is the hottest ever.
She lives a typical suburban life with her husband, three kids, and three dogs. Her children don’t understand why they can’t read what she writes, but her husband is always willing to lend her a hand—and anything else—when she needs to choreograph a scene.
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