by Emma Ray Garrett Jade Buchanan From fauns to cat-men, Jade Buchanan has an imagination that will bring to life any kind of shapeshifter you can make up. Her fabulous sense of fun, frolic, and sometimes ferine sensuality have turned Jade into a fan, and author, favorite in just less than two years. She might be a shy girl in real life, but our Jade hasn't got anything to be shy about now and I'm delighted to have her in Time Out this month!

ER: Oooh, Jade!! Thanks so much for taking Time Out with me this month! I want to get right into the meat of the interview, so here's the first question (or two, LOL): when did you write what you consider your first story? What was it about?

JB: Hey, Emma Ray!! Thanks so much for inviting me to take Time Out with you!! Hmmm... what I consider my first story was officially started in the summer of 2006, but since I'm still working on it I don't know if that counts! LOL! The story is a dark Urban Fantasy that involves all sorts of fantastical creatures and a heroine who isn't all that heroic... at least to start with. When I first started writing it, I got about fourteen chapters in, came across a massive writers block and started to write a quirky little story about a man who isn't quite a man, the female human and cat-like man he falls in love with, and the brothers who make up his family. Two guesses which book that was, LOL!

ER: LOL, gee I have no idea *hint fans- you get three guesses and the first two don't count.* You've made a name for yourself outside of your writing too. I mean, those Joe's are so much fun to 'watch'! When did you decide to share your Joe stories, and lovely pictorials too, with the fans?

JB: LOL! Thanks! I still get tickled that people love my Joes. They originally started after I attended a chat with Laura Baumbach and she made a comment about using GI Joes to mock up sex scenes. We had been discussing all the trouble I got into with my Barbies when I was younger and I thought it sounded like something I'd find fun. Only, when I got my boys I made the mistake of naming them and they ended up taking on a life of their own. They didn't want to mock up scenes for other people. They wanted their own stories ;) The pictures and stories were initially just jokes between a close group of friends and myself, but they eventually convinced me to start sharing the Joes with others. I guess you can say they became a bit popular LOL!

ER: I love coffee, especially if a package of hot cocoa is added to it. Since I've been doing the Cheeky Changeling interviews, I've asked everyone about coffee. And it seems that the caffeine needs of writers are either coffee or tea, so what about you?

JB: I think it depends on how tired I am. I probably prefer tea, but when I'm at the day job, I definitely need a bit of a coffee pick-me-up first thing in the morning. Although, I'm like you, there's nothing quite like a chocolate coffee to get me excited ;)

ER: What's the Eden of creativity, for you?

JB: The world around me. I love seeing something and imagining it in a story. A picture, a building, and a particular piece of dialogue I overhear on a plane. The world is such a cool place that I'm constantly coming up with storylines.

ER: When you aren't being creative, what do you do to relax and have fun?

JB: When I'm not writing or making jewelry, I'm usually reading, watching movies, hanging out with friends or trying to figure out what to do with my me-time. Honestly, I don't get a lot of relaxing time to myself LOL!

ER: Imagine that, LOL, me either (then again, I do have three little people.) Okay, so classic romances: which would you choose: "Wuthering Heights" or "Pride and Prejudice"?

JB: Oooh, definitely Pride and Prejudice!! All the way!

ER: Oh, yeah! Movies: action or romance? Both or something all together different?

JB: I like a good combination of genres, although I'm more likely to watch an action movie than a romance. Go figure, LOL! I like an escape when I read, or when I watch a movie, so there's something about seeing things get blown... uh, I mean blown up... on screen that takes me out of my real life and lets me explore something completely different ;)

ER: ROFL, I agree again. On all accounts *evil grin*. This is my favorite question/request: Give me some advice. It doesn't have to be writing related, just a sound piece of wisdom you yourself follow.

JB: Uh oh, here's where I admit I'm not all that wise ;) Actually, I think the biggest piece of wisdom that I try to follow every day is to be a lifelong student. As long as I've learned something -- either about me or about the world and people around me -- then everything that happens can be turned into a positive.

ER: That's the end of the questions, but the fun isn't over yet. Now is that part where you share with the readers a deliciously, decadently, delightfully naughty excerpt from one of your books!

JB: I'd be delighted!! This is from Spaceport: Marked, which is out right now! The content's pretty self explanatory, so I'll just let you get to the good parts ;)

Spaceport: Marked by Jade Buchanan
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=984

"Do you know who I am?"

Chet glanced up, gaze tracking over the big warrior. "You are Dinesh, of the Girisha, Master Durgha. I recognize your markings."

The warrior grunted.

Ainsley had just about had enough of being in the dark. "What does that mean? What is going on here?"

"Master Durgha is renowned for his fierce control in battle." Chet glanced from Ainsley to Dinesh, his head tilted submissively. "It would be the greatest honor to serve such a warrior."

"Honor?" Ainsley didn't quite understand that.

Chet glanced up at Dinesh from beneath lowered lids. He licked his lips again, the movement drawing Ainsley's attention. "The greatest honor."

Dinesh shifted in place. "Show me."

Confused, Ainsley wasn't sure what that meant until Chet dropped gracefully to his knees, pressing forward to nuzzle against the small loincloth Dinesh was wearing. Ainsley gasped, backing up a step at the blatantly sexual movement. His cock hardened painfully, his body tensing.

"I, uh, should go..."

Dinesh tilted his head, meeting Ainsley's aroused gaze. "You stay."

Well, okay then. I guess I'm staying. Clenching his fists, Ainsley was pretty sure what he was about to see might just cause him to spontaneously combust.

Chet couldn't stop touching the warrior. It had been so long since he'd seen any other caste, so long since he'd been home. This man was Nil Raja, but he was more than that. It was as if he personified everything Chet missed about his home world.

He wished he had his hands free, but he'd make do without them as long as he could keep touching the warrior. Dinesh D'Ahnanjay Girisha. Chet moaned low in his throat.

He would give anything to please this man in this moment. To be protected by this man.

Glancing out the corner of his eye, he watched the councilor. He'd seen them on the broadcast earlier, watched as Dinesh had placed himself in front of the councilor. Understood exactly what he had just done.

He'd known then that he wanted everything the warrior was willing to hand out. But it wasn't just his caste, it was Dinesh himself. He'd placed himself in front of a man who wasn't even close to being Nil Raja. Protected him, even though it meant his life would now be tied to the man.

Inhaling deeply, Chet wallowed in Dinesh's scent. So strong, so heady. He mewled, pressing his nose closer to the bulge in the warrior's cloth, stroking the hard cock with his cheek, desperate to have Dinesh's scent cover him. He wanted to roll around, mark himself with the warrior's essence. He wanted there to be no doubt whom he belonged to.

Leaning up, he sank his teeth into the cloth, pulling it down in increments. Dinesh's thick length was uncovered, flushed and weeping already. Chet grinned. He still had the ability to arouse one of the Nil Raja. It had been so long since he'd been serving other species he'd been a little nervous he might have lost his appeal to his own brethren. The other Otha didn't count. They were always aroused whenever more than one got together. It wasn't anything special to give one of them a hard on.

Parting his lips, Chet licked a path up Dinesh's cock, tasting the man's flavor, letting it settle on his tongue and fill his mouth. Dinesh murmured, thrusting his hips.

Chet ducked his head, pressing his nose to the underside of Dinesh's shaft, inhaling the heady scent of Durgha. He laved the testicles in front of him, sucking Dinesh's sac, sliding his teeth along the skin, knowing exactly how much pressure this warrior could take.

Undulating his body, he let his silk robe fall off his shoulders, catching on his wrists and the blasted cuffs that were still on him.

The councilor moaned, low and heated. Glancing to the left, Chet backed up slightly, meeting the councilor's gaze before opening his mouth wide and sinking slowly onto Dinesh's cock. He groaned around the thick shaft, his lips stretched wide.

Palming the bulge in his pants, Ainsley stumbled backward until he was sprawled in one of the chairs in front of his desk. He hastily unbuttoned his pants, fisting a sizeable erection.

Dinesh rumbled, sounding pleased.

Glancing up, Chet watched Dinesh's face as he watched the councilor, turning every few seconds to look at his own cock between Chet's lips. The three of them were connected by something intangible, each seeking their pleasure, but bound together. Dinesh thrust his hips, pressing his tasty cock further into Chet's mouth. Ainsley panted, rubbing the palm of his hand over the head of his cock, his pre-come glistening on his shaft as it flowed profusely.

Chet's cock was harder than it had ever been before, throbbing, aching to be released from its cloth prison. If his hands were free, he'd gladly fist himself, waiting until the two men found their release before following them into his own. Unfortunately, he'd have to make do with bringing these two men to a glorious climax. He whimpered.

Dinesh grabbed his long hair, fisting it in one massive paw, pulling him off his cock. Chet gasped, trying to break his hold to go back to sucking him. Dinesh was flushed, his cock hard and still wanting.

The warrior bent, slinging Chet over his shoulder.

ER: Thanks so much to Jade for spending time with me.

On a side note, to all of you out there who are watching what's happening in the world and feeling the stress, I want to share with you a bit of advice my beloved Grandmother offered often and always gave me comfort.

"No matter how bad things get, they can always get worse, but they will always get better. Keep your head up and before you know it, the good times will be here again."

May whatever deity you follow keep you safe and secure through the choppy waters. Bless you and thank you for continuing to be excellent people, excellent friends, and excellent fans.

Emma Ray