Deviant: Calla & Jason - Part 1

By Rowena

Billionaire Errol Jameson is bored.
Money has been able to buy him everything, and with all life goals met—including easy access to beautiful, willing women—he needs new challenges.
He decides to create his own reality show to appease his voyeuristic tendencies, his first unwitting test subjects and show stars: Calla & Jason.
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Jason has been in love with his best friend’s girl for a while now. The three of them have known each other since adolescence, but Scott whisked Calla away before Jason could even begin to make sense of—and act on—the tender feelings he has for Calla.
But life has thrown an unexpected curveball, and he finds himself trapped in an unfamiliar place with Calla, who has also been kidnapped.
A disembodied voice tells them that the only way they’ll be freed is to give in to carnal intimacy—an idea that appalls and disgusts the faithful, prim Calla.
Will they find another way out? If not, how long until they give in to the demands, and what will become of their relationship after?

** This is part 1 of a somewhat dark love triangle erotic romance told in 3 parts (all parts currently available). **

18+ only

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eromantica Publications
• Release date: May 18, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370595730

Rowena

Rowena writes steamy friends-to-lovers romance and erotica with an element of reluctance. She likes a bit of darkness involved as long as no one really gets hurt—at least, only in good ways. ;) Forced proximity and kidnapping romances are her favorites.She enjoys making up circumstances in which two people are forced to confront their feelings—sexual and otherwise—to the object of their desire, feelings they’ve been hiding or running from because of a major barrier or conflict of interest. Usually, her characters have known each other for quite a while, so their first sexual encounter has been a long time...coming.Rowena writes outlaw romance novels starring strangers at odds getting to know each other better under the name Lexi Gold.

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Prologue

The Voyeur

People feel safe with all of their clothes on.

That slim piece of cotton, silk, or polyester functions as a kind of barrier, one that supposedly keeps us from jumping each other’s bones out of sheer visual stimulation. How many of us can see a naked person and not think of sex, even if in the context of not wanting it with that person?

I like to see people stripped naked—and not just in a literal, physical way. I knew I was a voyeur from an early age—as many people are; I lived for glimpses of people having sex. As a teenaged boy, porn quickly wore out for me, and I had to see the acts live and in the flesh, so to speak. Now, I can get off no other way.

Luckily, my massive funds allow me to indulge in as many ways as I can think of—and, believe me, I’ve thought of many.

I’m bored with watching willing participants, however; it’s time to orchestrate a different kind of show.

And so it begins.

Calla and Jason are both twenty-four, and neither of them could have known what hit them.

Once released from their ropes, blindfolds and gags, the two were relieved to see each other as the lights turned on and they figured out that they were in trouble together, since they know each other.

She’s a cute blonde with large dark eyes—at least a nine when dressed up, and that’s saying something, as I’ve had my share of tens.

He’s a good-looking, well-built lad with dark hair and green eyes.

They are friends and have been for a while; in fact, his best friend is her boyfriend.

This will be such fun!

For all the bravado, people are slaves to chemical reactions, mere pawns of biological imperatives.

Let the games begin.

1

Jason

When I see the look on Calla’s face, I realize we are in this together.

I don’t know what hit me—all I know is that everything went black, and after slowly awakening to the sight of darkness in what felt like a moving vehicle, I struggled against my confines for a while before blacking out again.

The next time I woke up, my hands were free from their bonds, and I could see again instead of having constant blackness in front of my eyes like when I tried to before.

The odd voice that suddenly comes into the small, unfamiliar and dimly lit room with the weirdly smooth gray walls makes both Calla and me jump. It sounds distorted and sends a chill up my spine.

Hello, Jason and Calla, it says. You don’t know me, but I know you two rather well. The long and short of the matter is this: the sooner you make love to each other, the sooner you’ll be released. You may think you can escape this space without doing so, but you will discover quickly how mistaken you are. There is only one way out of this chamber, and I have already given you the key.

Calla looks so worried that I try to think of something comforting to say to her, but I come up blank.

Is this some kind of joke? she says, looking at me as if I could possibly have the answer.

I hope so, I say. Can’t imagine who’d play it though.

I assure you that this is no joke, the voice says. "And I’m well aware of the…complications of the