Tanith is here today as part of her blog tour and she’s telling us all about her heroes. Yummy, I like a good hero or two! Thanks for joining us today!
My experience of traditional romance stories is that they have one hero and one heroine.
True, The Hand He Dealt isn’t exactly traditional. But, given that it’s mostly heterosexual with some f/f and f/m/f mÃ©nage thrown in, it’s unusual in that it has two heroes: Astra’s conflicted boyfriend Harry and Sasha’s college footballer boyfriend Ash.
Astra’s relationships with both heroes were great fun to write as they developed and changed. Harry gets his own POV while Ash doesn’t, as Harry has a lot more personal development to undergo than Ash, but Ash is much more straightforward. He wants what he wants, but doesn’t always know how to get it.
Harry and Ash represented two sides of my own tastes in men. One is smart, sweet and nerdy – I’ve always had a taste for geeks, probably because, growing up, I was one. The other is athletic, arrogant and jockish – friends of mine like to say I like a bit of rough, and Ash is it. One is intelligent but physically weak, the other muscular but inarticulate.
And Ash and Harry also represent two sides of the same coin. Both feel love deeply, but Harry is open about his emotions while Ash hides behind his overly masculine persona. Both like the idea of penetration – their own – but Harry secretly dreams of men while Ash secretly wants it from women.
And, of course, both are in love with the same woman – Astra Scott.
The Hand He Dealt
by Tanith Davenport
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Book Description: Astra Scott likes to live life to the full. A sorority girl and Gaming Management student, she spends her days studying and practicing guitar, and her nights partying or working at the Fountain Casino, where she has an internship as part of her final semester.
The only blot on her landscape is Ash Drake, her best friend Sasha’s boyfriend. Arrogant, physical and blond, Ash has never forgiven Astra for her rejection months earlier and enjoys annoying her at every turn.
But when Astra’s boyfriend Harry reveals a shocking secret, Astra responds in the only way she can think of: by finding a way to take on a more attractive, masculine role in the relationship. Her experimentation with sex toys finds a surprising outlet in Sasha, but when Ash discovers their secret and wants to get involved, Astra finds herself torn between dislike and desire… and as their undercover relationship grows, Astra finds herself falling in love, a path she feels can only end in heartbreak.
For Ash may be the only man whose own fantasies are a match for hers, but can she knowingly steal his affections from her best friend?
Two hours later, and Astra stood in front of her bedroom mirror, holding in one hand the toy she had bought from Amy’s Delights.
Rubber underwear was laced through her fingers, a small plastic remote control dangling below on the end of a long cord. And attached to the frontâ€”
It was a strap-on.
It was a strap-on dildo.
And it was purple.
A purple length of shiny plastic. A perfect simulacrum of a veined, circumcised penis, five inches long and of a thickness Astra considered average, just the right width to wrap a hand around.
She stared at her reflection for a long time, contemplating the dildo, before slowly drawing it back towards her body, holding it against her stomach.
One foot through the straps, two feet…rubber caught against denim-clad legs, but after a moment’s struggle the strap-on dildo was in place, and Astra’s image stood in front of her, the purple dick jutting out in front like the hilt of a sword.
Slowly she rotated her hips, watching the dildo glide from side to side, before stopping abruptly with a giggle.
Shit. It looks like a fucking light sabre.
Watching herself in the mirror, she closed one hand around its length, giving it a tentative stroke.
She tried it again, this time holding the remote control and flicking the switch. A sudden buzzing, accompanied by a muted vibration through her jeans, made her jolt sharply. Interesting.
Flipping the switch again, she rocked her hips slowly, her eyes glazing. In her mind formed a picture of Harry’s smooth back and bare buttocks, thighs parting to receive her, Harry’s voice gasping, begging for more, more, please, more…
The switch snapped off.
Astra eyed herself coolly, squaring her shoulders, her legs automatically widening into a masculine stance.