Author Interview with Clair de Lune presenting her new menage release: Meredith’s Mates

Publisher: Siren
Date of release: 8^th November 2016
ISBN: 978-1-68295-589-5
Length: 27738

Trouble is brewing on Hades. Strome has a reputation for cruelty, and when he tries to force a pair of innocent young people into mating with him, winged Meredith goes to rescue them. Little does he expect his life to change forever. He meets and rescues the mates he’s been searching for all his adult life.

Safely back on Prosper, he sets out to win their love and make them forget their ill treatment at the hands of Strome. However, a misunderstanding brings danger to his mates from an unexpected quarter.

Will Meredith succeed in thwarting the plans of a wicked woman determined to get her way? Will he rescue his mates from a future of slavery, and can he convince them of his true feelings toward them?

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.Today, I am very honored to welcome author Clair de Lune. I met this lady on Facebook like most authors. But what make Clair de Lune special is her humility, her sweetness, her impressive published books and overall just an incredible person to gravitate around. This is rare and she is a true gem. So today, I really want you to discover, if you do not know her, this author. If one sentence was ever truer, it is this one: never judge an author by its covers. After reading this incredible interview, I am sure you will understand that you cannot turn away and must read her books!

Mary

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Hi Clair de Lune, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I’m Clair de Lune, but I also write as Flora McGregor. Thank you for inviting me on your blog, Mary.

I live in Dumfries and Galloway in Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I sent many happy years teaching, and when I retired I became bored with just the domestic routine. I have always loved to read. My youngest son challenged me to write a novel of my own, and I wrote “Initiation“, book one in the Prometheus in Chains series. Since then writing has become an important part of my life. When I decided to send off my first book to Siren I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I never imagined I‘d still be writing four years later, or that Prometheus in Chains would soon number 15. My longest and most most successful series is Prometheus in Chains, but I have another called The Blood Red Rose Club, as well as a third, self published initially, but soon to be re-released by Vinvatar. I have a particular interest in Kinbaku as practised by Master “K,” who very kindly checks over the finished scenes for me. I do a lot of research both for the backgrounds I use and the names of the characters. I have always loved science fiction and I enjoy creating new worlds. The Cairngorm Dragons series is set in Scotland, but the world the dragon shifter characters inhabit is imaginary. I used Gaelic names that fitted the description or role of the character in the story, so Oidhche, the Gaelic for night, is the villain. The series came to me when I was on holiday and went to visit Loch Ness. Before the holiday was over book one was almost finished.

While most of my books are MF, I enjoy writing MM and ménage. It depends on the characters that come to me. The first ménage I wrote was The Locket, a regency mystery and I had great fun with a set of identical triplets, but not half so much fun as the heroine. Perhaps my favourite ménage is Master Salvador’s Dilemma. It took me a long time to write it. I wanted to explore the genre, but in a slightly different way. Olafur, one of the main characters is gay and it’s partly his struggle to come to terms with his feelings for Master Salvador and his acceptance of Rose as Master Salvador’s sub, that interested me. No he doesn’t change. I had to come up with a solution to the dilemma that Siren would accept. Rose and Olaf were never going to fuck but they were in a ménage. I did come up with a solution. What? Well you will just have to read the book to find out.

I am often asked how I come up with plots. The truth is sometimes it’s a story that comes to me like the Cairngorm Dragons series, but most of the time it’s characters. Many of my characters are no longer young. They have baggage and experience. I like to put them in situations and offer them a second chance and see if they accept it. When I wrote Initiation I was bored with reading about young things and their lives. There was nothing out there for people of my generation. No we aren‘t past it. Love, romance, sex and pleasure are not over by twenty five; far from it. My characters may have health issues, problems with self image and lack confidence sometimes, but they struggle to overcome them. Their struggles and the ways they have to adapt to achieve happiness fascinate me. Jane and her Master Angus have four books in which they appear as main characters. I wanted to see what happened after they had their HEA. What sort of problems would they face and how would they adapt and overcome them?

I love to hear from my readers and I answer all messages and email.

Do you have a specific writing style?

I do have a specific style and it’s very English. My characters speak in the way the people around me speak and I don’t like making changes to it. I believe that my readers enjoy the difference and if there are any differences in grammar or spelling they are intelligent enough to accept that it’s a different country they are reading about. I don’t remember hearing a Texas accent round here and I am willing to bet there are very few people from Yorkshire in Texas. Vive la difference! We don’t all have to be the same.

Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer just see where an idea takes you?

Most of the time I have a vague idea of where a story is going, but not always. Lucifer’s Errant Sub, is set in Eastern Europe, but I never intended Devil to run away and join the circus. Sometimes you just have to go where the characters want to go. The next Prometheus in Chains is partly plotted. I have written about a third of it. The professions of the characters dictated their meeting and their interest in BDSM is going to bring them together in a games night. He is all about bondage and she is about to find out just what that means. That’s going to please Master ‘K.’ He loves to read the sub’s feelings and emotions as well as the Dom’s.

Do you ever get writer’s Block? Any tips on how to get through it?

Yes I do get writer’s block. I find real life gets in the way and I lose my fluidity. Normally I work at a book and write when I feel the next scene is ready in my head. Sometimes I can sit down and write day after day until the book is finished; resenting anything that gets in my way. Getting through writer’s block is more difficult. There have been times when I haven’t written for months and that’s usually because of stress, fatigue or illness in real life. I am no longer young and this is a second career, and one I never anticipated. What works for me is having a few outlines written and maybe several books on the go at any one time. If one stalls I go to another, and eventually I can return and finish the first book.

If this book is part of a series, tell us a little about it? What are your thoughts on writing a book series?

Ariel

A reader sent me this picture (Ariel). I was struck by the pose of the figure as well as his strength and beauty. Other readers suggested I wrote his story, and so I began to think about it. I studied Shakespeare’s Tempest in school and it has always fascinated. I chose Arielle for my hero’s name and his home island was Prosper. When he eventually wades out of the sea, the island he lands on is the opposite of his home world so I called it Hades. I only ever intended to write the one novella, but as usual, my characters and readers had other ideas.

Meredith

The picture of the bronze winged man (Meredith )was sent to me by another reader. He fitted the description of Meredith, Arielle’s friend in book 1, so of course his story had to be told. I thought that was it, but this very week I have received yet another picture, so maybe the series will go to 3

Personally I like series. It’s good to be able to develop characters, to see how they grow and adapt to their new relationships. HEAs have to be worked at. What happens after the ending of the book? If I give my characters a second book we see them at another critical period in their lives and watch them adapt to their circumstances. Perhaps the best catch up book I ever wrote was A Highland Christmas.

In it many of the characters from earlier books appear, marooned in the Highlands in my favourite castle. The plot was described as ‘a real roller coaster ride’ by one of my readers.

For your own reading, do you prefer eBooks or traditional paper/hard back books?

I have no strict preference. I read very quickly, so when I go on holiday I take a lot of books, an e-reader is so helpful and my suitcase weighs a lot less. I use audio books when I am in the car or I can’t sleep, but then the reader’s voice is of paramount importance. I have my favourites of course. That being said, there is no substitute for the smell and feel of a real book. One of my favourite places is a bookshop and my children have inherited this love and passed it on to my grandchildren. I usually buy paperback books but if I particularly like a book and re-read it then I get the hardback. It’s no surprise that I have 5 different copies of Pride and Prejudice. I love secondhand books, older editions that have been loved by their previous owners.

Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why?

There are several people I’d love to have met. Jacob Bronowski, Lord Nelson, the Duke of Wellington, Georgette Heyer. As I have to choose one then it has to be Jane Austen. She’s been my favourite writer ever since I first read Pride and Prejudice at School. My teacher for Advanced Level English was inspirational and his reading of some passages of her writing plus his encouragement to explore her humour and irony led me to read and enjoy all of her books. My favourite book is Pride and Prejudice, closely followed by Persuasion. I’d love to have met her and talked about her characters and her writing. In a recent documentary on the BBC about the Treasures of the British Library, Meera Syal was shown the last two chapters of Persuasion in Jane’s handwriting. All the changes and alterations were there, even to a piece of paper pasted over a passage she wished to change. Now that’s something I’d love to see.

What is your favorite positive saying?

Tie a knot and carry on. First said by the Duke of Wellington. What works for the victor of Waterloo, is good enough for me.

Where can readers discover more about you and you work?

wwwclairdelunebooks.co.uk and on Facebook. I have an author page and a reader created a group for me. I host parties on every release day, too.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

I like to read, watch TV, usually a detective series and science fiction. I love the new Danish, Swedish, Norwegian and French series, as well as my British and American favourites. I like to knit and most of all to do appliqué and embroidery. I have made appliqué quilts for my grandchildren and have my own king size Baltimore quilt almost finished.

What projects are you working on at the present?

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I am working with a new publisher, Vinvatar. My short novel, Life on the Edge, will be re-released on November 17^th with a brilliant new cover. Next there will be a re-release of the two self published novels in the Red series. Red is for Danger and Red is for Fire, followed by the new third book in the series, Red is for Denial. I have a plotline for book four and will be writing that soon.

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With Siren Bookstrand I have book 15 in the Prometheus in Chains series well on the way, introducing a new couple and also several new characters who will feature in future books.

Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview. It’s been my pleasure. Thank you so much for having me on your blog.

Clair de Lune

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(c) Clair de Lune – Meredith’s Mates

When they reached home, Meredith led them into the solar and had them sit down.

“I want to say something to you, and I don’t want you to interrupt. Nor do I wish to repeat this ever again.” He saw the look of consternation on their faces. “When I went to Hades, it was at the urging of Colonsay. She knew you were in trouble and needed help. I was prepared to do all I could.”

Vatersay lowered her head and clasped her hands in her lap, as if waiting for the blow to fall.

“I wasn’t prepared for my reaction to both of you. I found a delightful pair of young people. I pitied your situation.” He heard a sob escape from Vatersay.

“That wasn’t all. When first I saw Berneray, I knew he was just what I was searching for, what I’d been wanting and hadn’t found. Then you looked at me, Vatersay, and I felt as if I’d been kicked by a mule. From that moment on, all I wanted was to make you my mates and protect you from every wind that blew.”

“Then why didn’t you tell Alameida that?” Vatersay asked.

“Because I was reared on Prosper. I was so angered by what she said about you two, that I didn’t trust myself to speak. Courtesy and respect for women is ingrained in us. When I gained control of my temper, I told her to go and never come back. You see, little one, people who overhear half a conversation generally get it all wrong.”

“I told you so,” Berneray exclaimed. Vatersay punched him on the shoulder. “I tried, but I couldn’t convince her to stay. I couldn’t let her go on her own, so I had to go with her.”

“That was the best decision you could have made,” Meredith said.

“What will happen to Alameida?” Berneray asked.

“I neither know nor care. I don’t wish to hear her name mentioned in our home ever again.”

“Maybe she could go to Hades,” Vatersay suggested.”

“Never mind. Now we all need a bath, clean clothes, a good meal, and an early night.” Meredith said, as he rang the bell. A smiling servant appeared and he asked the man to prepare the bath.

“Meredith, you always say ‘please’ when you ask your servants to do something,” Vatersay commented.

“Yes. I believe that everyone is owed courtesy. I’m fortunate to be wealthy, but it doesn’t give me the right to consider myself better than anyone else, just luckier.”

“I see,” Vatersay said. Meredith saw that she was considering his words. She’d been treated badly all her life, and Meredith wanted her to see that there was another way.

The servant retuned to tell him that the bath was prepared and Meredith thanked him. He took his mates by the hand and led them to the bathing chamber. He and Berneray took off their loincloths and placed them in the basket for washing. Vatersay had left hers hanging from that window, and Meredith was content. He didn’t want anything to remind him of the incident, so he asked her to go and fetch a new one

“Berneray, get into the bath and kneel with your back to me.”

Berneray did as he was bid with alacrity. Meredith took a soft sponge and proceeded to wash his mate’s back and wings until he was satisfied that he’d washed away all trace of Alameida’s house from his skin and the delicate feathers.

Vatersay came back in the middle of this operation, deposited her loincloth on the bench, and joined her mates in the bath. Meredith cleaned her back and wings, and then Vatersay and Berneray cleaned each other’s fronts amid giggling and splashing. Vatersay whispered something to Berneray and they grabbed Meredith, turning him around to clean a wing each. Water flew everywhere. Meredith turned to face them. He was flushed and his cock was rigid and engorged.

“Well now, look what you did. Time to relieve my little problem,” he said.

“Little? Pffft,” Vatersay replied. Berneray hopped out of the bath and Vatersay lay back, clasping the sides. Meredith lifted her legs and she wrapped them around his waist. He bent over her, licking and kissing her nipples. He badly wanted to suckle them into his mouth, but he knew she must be sore after that man’s treatment of her. He’d have made her writhe and moan. Caliban had robbed him of that. She must be so tender, and he wouldn’t cause her any more pain. She gazed up at him so trustingly. Her eyes were dark with desire. She clung onto the bath.

“Berneray, please take me now.” Meredith knew his voice was thick with passion.

Berneray needed no urging. He picked up the lotion and got quickly back into the bath, and knelt between his mate’s legs. He coated his dick in the fragrant lotion, and then he started to stretch Meredith’s hole. He was gentle but thorough. When Meredith could wait no longer he said, “Now, Berneray.”

Meredith sank his dick into Vatersay’s hot wet pussy. Her eyes dilated as his cock slowly entered her. Meredith watched for any sign of discomfort, but he saw none. Meanwhile Berneray seized Meredith’s hips, working his cock into Meredith’s hole, past the initial burn and discomfort through to a delicious feeling of fullness. Meredith heard his sigh of satisfaction. Then, as Berneray withdrew, so did Meredith. He angled his thrusts to give Vatersay the maximum of pleasure, as did Berneray for him. He progressed from slow and steady, speeded up the pace, and ended by powering into him, hard and fast and deep.

Meredith felt Vatersay’s pussy muscles clamp around him. The pressure of her hot, tight channel was driving him ever nearer the edge. She panted and her head thrashed from side to side. His hips took on a life of their own as he thrust deep into her. Berneray was timing his thrusts perfectly to connect with Meredith’s sweet spot. When Meredith knew he was almost there, he reached between Vatersay’s folds. He pinched, pressed, and rubbed her hard little nub. She stiffened, and then she screamed as she came. Her aftershocks drove him into his own climax. He felt the hot rush of Berneray’s release as his own filled Vatersay. Her legs slipped from around his waist, and back into the water as he held onto the sides of the bath and panted, trying to regain control of his trembling limbs. Berneray slipped out of him and sat down in the bath. Meredith joined him. Moving Berneray, he lay back against the bath, and then he pulled Berneray back against his chest, gesturing for Vatersay to lie on Berneray. He lay there at peace for a while, until the water began to cool.

“Come on, I’m hungry, and I can’t wait much longer.” As Meredith spoke, his stomach rumbled loudly, which set Vatersay off in a fit of giggles.