Tell us about your favorite character from your books.
A good Momma doesn’t have favorites, but a character who won’t get out of my head is Hyacinthe, from “Blooming Love”. I write a lot of ménage stories but Hyacinthe’s is the only one that’s FFM. Hyacinthe is one quarter fairy and she needs to have sex with both females and males to sate her needs. Finally she has fallen in love with both Inigo and Beverley. Neither of them really wants to share, but both love Hyacinthe and understand that to be with her, they must accept the third partner.
The triad is gradually coming together, they are all starting to feel comfortable with each other, until they share in double penetration of Hyacinthe, and her fairy wings sprout.
Everyone knows there is no such thing as fairies, and both Inigo and Beverley are shocked at Hyacinthe’s behavior.
And at the botanic gardens where they all work, someone is stealing rare plants.
Can their relationship survive? And what about the plants?
Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_112&products_id=3212
A good Momma doesn’t have favorites, but a character who won’t get out of my head is Hyacinthe, from “Blooming Love”. I write a lot of ménage stories but Hyacinthe’s is the only one that’s FFM. Hyacinthe is one quarter fairy and she needs to have sex with both females and males to sate her needs. Finally she has fallen in love with both Inigo and Beverley. Neither of them really wants to share, but both love Hyacinthe and understand that to be with her, they must accept the third partner.
The triad is gradually coming together, they are all starting to feel comfortable with each other, until they share in double penetration of Hyacinthe, and her fairy wings sprout.
Everyone knows there is no such thing as fairies, and both Inigo and Beverley are shocked at Hyacinthe’s behavior.
And at the botanic gardens where they all work, someone is stealing rare plants.
Can their relationship survive? And what about the plants?
Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=78_112&products_id=3212
Does travel play in the writing of your books?
I have several books set in China: “Chinese Love Triad”, “Changing Cherry”, and “Terracotta Warriors”. All are two men/one woman ménages but all are very different. Eden, in “Chinese Love Triad”, goes to China on vacation after splitting up with her controlling ex. Cherry, in “Changing Cherry” moves to Beijing to live with Lee and Harry. And Naomi, in “Terracotta Warriors” accompanies Sloan and Branden to Xian for Branden’s job.
All the books include the scenery and culture of the area as well as the story of the three main characters.
Tell us about your current release.
My latest release is “Possess Me”, book 2 in the “Possessive Passions” series. Each book is a stand-alone ménage story, but many of the characters reappear throughout the series.
“Possess
me” blurb:Shiloah, a New Thimphu native, is envious of her friend Chevaunne's newfound happiness with her men and wants that kind of love for herself. She has enjoyed working with the luscious Stan and Goa on The Grandparents' Garden. But now the project is finished, so how will she see them again?
Stan and Goa abduct Shiloah from the garden's grand opening ceremony and make love to her all night long. The next day, she marries them both in a traditional ceremony. But when Shiloah and her men are offered the chance to run a farm aboveground, she has to consider her mother, Orna, who helps Shiloah run her business and is terrified of life outside the security of their community.
Shiloah is torn between loyalties. Can she find a way to keep everything that is dear to her—her mother, her business, and explosive sex with two men she loves?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/possess-me
Tell us about your next release.
Coming soon is the final book in “Possessive Passions”, “Ultimate Possession”. Kiri is abducted by two men who tie her up and demand she have sex with them. If she satisfies them they’ll marry her. Kiri is terrified, but angry. When one of them orders her to suck him she threatens to bite his cock off.
The men reveal themselves as George and Wang, brothers she has loved for years. They were testing her love for them. She’s still angry, but understands they had to be certain of her feelings, while not approving of their methods. What follows is a night of intensely passionate sex, as the men claim her over and over again.
Kiri soon settles into her new life, but now Anh is very lonely. Kiri wants her to have days of romance and fun, and nights filled with never-ending orgasms, too.
Who are your books published with?
I write for several different publishers. The “Possessive Passions” series is with Siren BookStrand.
http://www.bookstrand.com/berengaria-brown
“Blooming Love” and a lot of my male/male and my lesbian books are at Torquere:
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=349
http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=349
I also write for Ellora’s Cave: http://www.jasminejade.com/m-659-berengaria-brown.aspx
Or you can find me at All Romance ebooks:
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?searchBy=author&qString=Berengaria+Brown
Do you hear from your readers? What kinds of questions do they ask?
I love to hear from my readers. They can friend me on Facebook and follow me on Twitter. I update my blog several times every week http://berengariasblog.blogspot.com/ and I have a website: http://berengariabrown.webs.com/
The most awesome thing is when a reader tells me they’ve liked one of my stories. Since I write ménage, MM and FF, and even have a few one man/one woman stories, I like to think I have something for every taste. But if anyone has something they’d like to read, let me know.
What do you think makes a good story?
I have to care about the characters. I think that’s the most important thing, that the characters engage the reader. Of course, hot sex helps too. ☺
PG 13 Excerpt Possess Me
Flower petals were strewn on the bed—pale pink roses, white jasmine, and gray-green, sharp-smelling eucalyptus leaves, contrasting with a deep burgundy-red blanket.
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered softly.
Quickly the men undressed her, each removing a garment in turn. Then they laid her on the bed and tied her to the headboard with long, green silk scarves, which had been laying ready on the nightstand.
Then, to her astonishment, the men began a sing-song chant in deep, rich, baritone voices. The chant was the story of two brothers who had fallen in love with a woman and followed her from one side of the land to the other, promising her their never-ending love and attention. As they sang, Goa and Stan moved to sit on either side of her then trailed their hands over her feet, her ankles, her calves, gradually moving up her body as the heroes in the song crossed the land in pursuit of their bride.
The story was so beautiful Shiloah couldn’t help but be drawn into the passion of the two heroes desperately following the woman they loved, hoping against hope she would accept their devotion and marry them. But at the same time, her body was incredibly aroused by the men’s busy fingers, teasing and touching, tracing patterns on her skin, gradually, slowly—so very slowly—making their way up her legs toward her core.
She opened her legs wide, letting the knees fall onto the burgundy blanket, desperate for their fingers to reach the place she needed them most. When the lady in the song finally accepted the two traveling heroes and the story heroes held their lady in their arms, a tear trickled from Shiloah’s eye in relief. Now all she needed was her own two heroes to make her come, to claim her as theirs.
But their hands stopped on her upper thighs, resting on the sensitive, tender skin between her inner thighs and her groin. Urgently she thrust her hips up, indicating her need to Stan and Goa. She could feel the dampness on the inside of her thighs, feel how wet her pussy had become, and knew they had to have noticed the cream glistening on her nether lips.
“According to our traditions, we have abducted you to be our bride, Shiloah,” began Goa.
Stan continued. “To make you ours forever, we will fuck you in the cunt, the ass, and the mouth. Only when we have completed these three can we take you to the monk and be married.”
“The fucking we will do tonight. The wedding will be tomorrow. We’ve already asked Father Yeshe’s permission for the marriage to be scheduled for tomorrow morning.”
“Only one thing remains before we begin.”
Together they said, “Give us permission to enter your body, Shiloah. Say we can come in. Say yes.”
“Yes. Fuck me. Take me. It’s what I want more than anything.”
The words were hardly out of her mouth before Goa was untying her wrists and Stan was pulling a tiny bottle of oil from the nightstand drawer.
She sat up on her elbows and watched them undress. Neither of them wore an undershirt under their sparkling white shirts. Under their black denim jeans, Goa had a tiny pair of tighty-whities, and Stan wore an even tinier black G-string. Damn, they were both hot! She licked her lips, hoping she wasn’t drooling. Their cocks were long, hard, and bounced straight up once freed from their jeans. Goa’s had a very broad, flat head. Stan’s had just the slightest curve to one side. Both were deep red with need.
She opened her arms and urged them both to her. “Please, I need you both now. Please fuck me. I don’t want to wait another second.”
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/possess-me
What do you think makes a good story?
I have to care about the characters. I think that’s the most important thing, that the characters engage the reader. Of course, hot sex helps too. ☺
PG 13 Excerpt Possess Me
Flower petals were strewn on the bed—pale pink roses, white jasmine, and gray-green, sharp-smelling eucalyptus leaves, contrasting with a deep burgundy-red blanket.
“It’s beautiful,” she whispered softly.
Quickly the men undressed her, each removing a garment in turn. Then they laid her on the bed and tied her to the headboard with long, green silk scarves, which had been laying ready on the nightstand.
Then, to her astonishment, the men began a sing-song chant in deep, rich, baritone voices. The chant was the story of two brothers who had fallen in love with a woman and followed her from one side of the land to the other, promising her their never-ending love and attention. As they sang, Goa and Stan moved to sit on either side of her then trailed their hands over her feet, her ankles, her calves, gradually moving up her body as the heroes in the song crossed the land in pursuit of their bride.
The story was so beautiful Shiloah couldn’t help but be drawn into the passion of the two heroes desperately following the woman they loved, hoping against hope she would accept their devotion and marry them. But at the same time, her body was incredibly aroused by the men’s busy fingers, teasing and touching, tracing patterns on her skin, gradually, slowly—so very slowly—making their way up her legs toward her core.
She opened her legs wide, letting the knees fall onto the burgundy blanket, desperate for their fingers to reach the place she needed them most. When the lady in the song finally accepted the two traveling heroes and the story heroes held their lady in their arms, a tear trickled from Shiloah’s eye in relief. Now all she needed was her own two heroes to make her come, to claim her as theirs.
But their hands stopped on her upper thighs, resting on the sensitive, tender skin between her inner thighs and her groin. Urgently she thrust her hips up, indicating her need to Stan and Goa. She could feel the dampness on the inside of her thighs, feel how wet her pussy had become, and knew they had to have noticed the cream glistening on her nether lips.
“According to our traditions, we have abducted you to be our bride, Shiloah,” began Goa.
Stan continued. “To make you ours forever, we will fuck you in the cunt, the ass, and the mouth. Only when we have completed these three can we take you to the monk and be married.”
“The fucking we will do tonight. The wedding will be tomorrow. We’ve already asked Father Yeshe’s permission for the marriage to be scheduled for tomorrow morning.”
“Only one thing remains before we begin.”
Together they said, “Give us permission to enter your body, Shiloah. Say we can come in. Say yes.”
“Yes. Fuck me. Take me. It’s what I want more than anything.”
The words were hardly out of her mouth before Goa was untying her wrists and Stan was pulling a tiny bottle of oil from the nightstand drawer.
She sat up on her elbows and watched them undress. Neither of them wore an undershirt under their sparkling white shirts. Under their black denim jeans, Goa had a tiny pair of tighty-whities, and Stan wore an even tinier black G-string. Damn, they were both hot! She licked her lips, hoping she wasn’t drooling. Their cocks were long, hard, and bounced straight up once freed from their jeans. Goa’s had a very broad, flat head. Stan’s had just the slightest curve to one side. Both were deep red with need.
She opened her arms and urged them both to her. “Please, I need you both now. Please fuck me. I don’t want to wait another second.”
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/possess-me
Welcome Berengaria! Great interview. The excerpt is hot! Thanks for the interview Amber!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for inviting me over to visit with you today, Amber.
ReplyDeleteBerengaria
Berengaria it's always a pleasure having you here. Loved the excerpt. :)
ReplyDeleteAmber
I agree: engaging characters make a great story. Nice to meet you. Congrats on so many sales.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you liked the excerpt, Marie Rose.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Amber.
Nice to meet you, too, Linda.
Berengaria