#TickleMePink – Cara Bristol and Warrior

Today is Tickle Me Pink day and my guest blogger is Cara Bristol author of the excellent Breeder Trilogy.

She’s sharing a hot spanking excerpt and I hope you’ll follow the links to her books!

Tickle Me Pink – A battle of wills from Warrior by Cara Bristol


“When the summons comes, I will go.”


Anika narrowed her eyes. “Yes.”

A heavy silence descended on the room. “We’ve had this discussion once before,” he said in a low, threatening voice. “I promised you a spanking if you persisted in endangering your safety. Shall I demonstrate how outmatched you are?” Urazi pushed his shirt sleeves up to his elbows.

Rather than discourage her, the whisperflies fluttering in her stomach egged her on. She flung back her head. “You and what guard force?”

Anika emitted a little squeal when Urazi’s hand shot out to clamp around her wrist. She’d never seen him move! With a hard, swift tug, he unbalanced her and hoisted her into his arms and strode to the bed. Outraged, she slapped at his chest and arms. “Let me go!”

Urazi plopped onto the platform and tipped her over his lap, yanking down her uniform pants. The room’s air felt cool against her skin, suffused by angry heat. “Luckily for you, I do not have a sudon,” he stated.

“Let”—Anika kicked–“Me”—she thrashed—“Go!”

“Shall I request one?” The smirk in his voice infuriated her almost as much as the ease with which he thwarted her efforts to free herself. “You like to gamble. Shall we wager on whether somewhere among Qalin’s cache of supplies there is a sudon? A fresh one, recently tanned, as yet unattenuated by use.”

“Go right ahead!” Qalin probably owned many sudons—and far worse disciplinary implements—but Urazi would not blow their cover by asking for one.

“Fortunately, I do not need one to do this.” He smacked one upturned moon. He was right—he didn’t need a paddle formed from the leathery tail of the venomous baronian ilyx. His hand was paddle like enough. Way too broad, hard, and fast as it descended on her buttocks.

He didn’t give her time to prepare or protest, but launched into a volley of stinging slaps, alternating sides.

She tried to twist off his lap, but he held her snugly around the waist. She struck at his legs, and he pinioned her arms to her lower back. She kicked, and he swung his leg to immobilize hers. All without missing a stroke.

The rapid-fire scorching smacks brought tears to her eyes, but Anika ground her teeth to prevent even a whimper. She would not give him satisfaction. Urazi was a brute! A beast. An—an—alpha to the core!

Her buttocks felt as if he had laid a flame to her tender skin, but he was relentless in his punishment. He cracked a vicious palm to her left buttock, and she nearly broke her vow of silence.

“Have you had enough?” he inquired.

“I had enough before you started!” she snapped, the sharpness of her rebuke muted by the tears thickening her voice.


“You are no match for Qalin. No physical contender. Do you not see how easy this is?” He delivered two spanks to each side.

“I doubt Qalin would castigate me in such a manner.” If the Alpha attempted it, she would grab her knife and turn him into a eunuch! But though she railed against Urazi’s chastisement, she could not retaliate as she would if someone else attempted the same. He had tied her hands. Figuratively—and literally. He still had them pinned.

“If Qalin were to discover your identity, what he would do to you would be far worse. You would beg to be disciplined in such a manner as this.”

She could not refute his claim, but she didn’t have to admit it out loud. She compressed her lips. Another punitive strike blistered an area already well seared.

“Do I have your agreement to remain in your chamber and not attempt to see Qalin?”

How simple the answer should have been. Only a fool would seek to confront a monster. Wouldn’t any person of sound mind accept any out offered? But she’d journeyed too far to choose the easy way, to stand back and allow a male to dictate to her—even if his intentions were good.

“Anika, do not assume your will is greater than mine.” He punctuated his threat with a hard swat.

She clenched her teeth.

Crack! “Tell me you will remain here.” Crack! Crack!

Or he would spank her for as long as it took her to agree. He didn’t need to say it. She would not win against him. Not this battle. She sagged.

He must have felt the resistance leave her body because he ceased spanking. “I need to hear you say it,” he said.

“All right.” She surrendered on an exhale. “I shall not accompany you when you appear before Qalin.” Anika twisted, attempting to right herself and restore her dignity.

“Stay.” He released her wrists, but maintained a light hold on her waist and proceeded to massage the very same area he’d punished. She did not want to like his soothing ministration, tried to retain her anger, but her traitorous body had other ideas. Her hips moved, lifted, sought his caress.

Back and forth he rubbed, alternating firmer touches that alleviated the painful throbbing with lazy, lighter ones that ignited a different sort of tingle. Pleasurable rather than merely palliative.

“I dislike punishing you,” he said. “But I will do whatever is required to keep you safe.”

Keep me safe. Anika stiffened, and this time he let her roll off his lap. She focused on securing her uniform trousers, then she speared him with her gaze. “I do not want to be kept safe.”

“What do you want?”

How did one define the push-pull of yearning for freedom with the desire to be…desired?


Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000040_00014]Warrior Blurb

Between war and duty, they find love…

On a planet where women are chattel, Anika is to be delivered to become the mate of an Alpha Commander. Secretly in love with another, she is unable to accept the arrangement and flees. Bound by his duty, her lover Urazi intended to bring her back to fulfill her function. But war intervenes, and as their planet fights a desperate battle against a villainous despot, Anika and Urazi become united in their determination to save their people. But with their lives on the line, the love they share may become the biggest risk of all.

Warrio (Breeder 3) can be read as a stand-alone.

Warrior, third in the Breeder series, can be read as a stand-alone.


Warrior Buy Link –

Amazon US – http://www.amazon.com/Warrior-Breeder-Book-Cara-Bristol-ebook/dp/B00OP3PRG0/

Amazon UK – Warrior (Breeder Book 3) eBook: Cara Bristol: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store

Amazon AU – Warrior (Breeder Book 3) eBook: Cara Bristol: Amazon.com.au: Kindle Store

Barnes & Noble – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/warrior-cara-bristol/1120581501?ean=2940150749979

All Romance eBooks- https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-warrior-1652179-340.html

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2 thoughts on “#TickleMePink – Cara Bristol and Warrior”

  1. This sounds like an intriguing series Cara. Loved the snippet! Thank you both for sharing 🙂


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