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The rules are still the same, however. Seven sentences brought to you every Sunday, so here are mine, taken from Awoken by the Sheikh, which released on Friday.
As part of Astrid's instructions from Prince Rashid she has to partake in the baths, and well.... interesting things happen.
“Relax." Layla's voice
reached across the waters. "In order to pleasure the Prince, you must know
your own body first. Let them help you discover what else makes you climax, so
that you are ready for all he will demand.”
Astrid's eyes fluttered closed of their own accord at the outrageous
words delivered by the breathy singsong voice as the women surrounded her. The
onslaught on her senses was almost too much to bear.
“Touch me like you want to be touched.”
Services to Sisterhood, 1
Loosen up and awake your inner Sex Goddess...call it services to sisterhood. The mere thought of an all-expenses paid trip to a tropical island of sexual abandonment makes straight-laced school teacher Astrid break out in a heat rash. What fantasy is she supposed to live out, exactly? You kinda need to have them to re-enact them, right? However, she can’t really turn down a birthday present, even if her outrageous best friend would let her. Everything changes when she wakes up in her very own Arabian Fantasy. Prince Rashid expects her complete obedience, and Astrid can’t help but respond to the demands of the enigmatic Sheikh. Maybe it’s just the ambiance of this place but Astrid finds new strength in her submission, and the sex is out of this world. What happens, however, when reality beckons? Can she hold onto the fantasy? Be Warned: BDSM, f/f interaction, anal play, rimming, spanking
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Oh yes I am, cause it's Release day and you can meet the new and improved Rashid and Astrid, and I don't care one little bit that I am showing my age with my choice of music.
*grins*
This story is special to me for lots of reasons, not least because it was the first erotic story I ever wrote, and I learned rather a lot of things about me. I share some more of that on Raven McAllan's blog later on today so do hop on over.
Originally published as Awakening this story has been re-written and added to, to make it shine like I always knew it should do. There is something lovely about being able to revisit your early work, correct your mistakes and to make it even hotter.
Well, you know me... and that muse of mine.
I had great fun revisiting these two, and I hope the readers will enjoy their story. This is the first in a new series I have planned. Apparently my next heroine is in need of a pirate capture adventure.
To celebrate the release of Awoken by the Sheikh, I'm giving away two $5.00 GC's (Evernight, Amazon, ARe, or Bookstrand - Winner's choice) Just let me know in the comments what fantasy you would like one of my heroines to fulfil on this Island, and don't forget your e-mail address.
Here's a little hot exclusive excerpt:
“Yes, my lord, we’re clear.”
Rashid murmured something in his mother tongue, and released a long
drawn out breath, as though he’d stopped breathing in wait for her answer. The
thought that he cared this much, the knowledge of how important this seemed to
him, gave her a warm glow inside. She couldn’t even begin to explain that
bubble of happiness bursting inside of her at his obvious approval. Astrid had
never thought of herself as submissive before, but right here, right now, the
world narrowed to just the two of them, and it seemed terribly important to her
to please him.
Rashid withdrew, and the air moved next to her. The rustle of clothes
behind her sent adrenaline swamping through her system. Was he undressing?
Would he finally fuck her like she wanted him to? A feather light caress on her
ass made her try to arch into it, but it was gone before she achieved her
desire. Another touch on her breasts and this time she moved forward, but again
it was gone before she could prolong the contact. Her groan of frustration was
met by a low chuckle as one hand finally closed around her breast. His
calloused digits kneaded her flesh softly, before he replaced the hand with his
hot mouth. Her whole body jerked at his tongue laved the erect bud, and he
grazed his teeth over the sensitive peaks. Every pull send another stab of lust
to her core, and she rubbed her thighs together in a vain attempt to soothe the
ache. She yanked at the restraints, and the silk sank deeper into her wrists.
“Rashid, please…” She
whimpered the words, and Astrid strained against the soft silk binding her
wrists.
The slap on her ass stung and brought tears to her eyes, not at the
pain, but the loss of his mouth on her aching flesh. “I’m sorry, my lord.
Please, please … I need you.”
She moaned in relief when his mouth resumed its erotic exploration of
her body. He took his time and caressed every inch of her skin with his lips,
teeth, tongue, and finally nimble fingers until she was one boneless bag of
need, and grateful for the silken bonds that held her up. Astrid didn’t
recognize this wanton woman, who pleaded with him to take, to touch her clit
and fuck her. To use her as he saw fit. To please, please do something.
“Soon, my pretty, soon.”
Oh thank God, finally. She was
going to come the minute he touched her. The throbbing in her bud turned
painful as his hands grabbed her thighs firmly, and spread her wider, until her
feet lifted off the floor completely. She hung there for a moment with the silk
shackles holding her up. The pain in her arms added to her arousal, and his hot
breath on her clit almost sent her over the edge. When he lifted her legs on
his shoulders, supporting her weight, his mouth finally closed on the engorged
bud between her legs. His gentle suckles sent her hurtling over the edge, and
her scream of completion echoed in her ears.
“That’s my girl. Scream for
me, my pretty. I want to see you gush
for me, so that I can lap up your cream.”
The dirty words grumbled into her sensitized flesh kicked her arousal up
again, and he took every last one of her spasms. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her
ass, while he tunneled his tongue in and out of her desperately clenching pussy
hole. He licked her slit to clit and back again, and then ran a path of heated
arousal up to her anus. Astrid yanked on her restraints at the invasion of his
tongue into her nether hole, and she shook her head from side to side.
“No, please, I can’t … too
much … it’s … oh, yes, yes.”
Astrid flew again and again, utterly helpless to resist his talented
tongue and fingers. Her earlier orgasms faded into nothingness under his
grumbled demands into her pussy.
“Again, my pretty. One last
time. Come for me.”
With his fingers fucking her into another mind splintering release, the
world spun, and Astrid screamed Rashid’s name until she was hoarse. His hands supported her ass, taking more of
the weight off her arms, as he shifted his position, and his mouth collided
with hers. She could taste herself mixed in with his own essence, as their
tongues mated in brutal intensity, until he broke the kiss. His harsh breath
whispered in her ear was the most erotic sound ever. The thick tip of his cock
ran along her slit, and anticipation of his invasion of her made her breath
come in short pants.
“What do you want?” Rashid’s
voice sounded strained and thick with lust.
He held her perfectly still, and she groaned in helpless need. He removed her blindfold with his teeth, and
Astrid blinked at the sudden light, mesmerized by the intensity of his desire
darkened gaze.
“Say it, my pretty. I want to
hear you beg for it.”
Female power surged through her at the grunted words. He wanted her to
beg, did he? More like he was begging
her. Trembles started in his biceps and spread through his body, giving him
away. His growl grew deeper at the smile she gave him, his features ever
harsher. Rashid held himself still at her entrance, and his fingers dug deep
into her butt cheeks. The sweet pain on her abused ass made her bite her lips,
and he flashed his teeth at her in the semblance of a smile.
“Say it, my pretty, yield to
me.”
Dizzy with her own desire and the knowledge that she was the cause of
this powerful man between her thighs fighting for control, the dark side of her
brain reveled in that power. It urged her to make him wait. She knew she would
be punished, craved the pain he was sure to give her, but something in his eyes
stopped her. A connection so deep she could not explain. It filled her with
warmth and hope at what she glimpsed in his gaze. She locked her legs round his
waist, and, her gaze never leaving his, rocked herself forward until the tip of
him was inside her. His agonized growl vibrated through every fiber of her
being, and his eyes flashed with triumph and relief at her whispered words.
“I want you to fuck me, my
lord.”
Services to Sisterhood, 1
Loosen up and awake your inner Sex Goddess...call it services to sisterhood. The mere thought of an all-expenses paid trip to a tropical island of sexual abandonment makes straight-laced school teacher Astrid break out in a heat rash. What fantasy is she supposed to live out, exactly? You kinda need to have them to re-enact them, right? However, she can’t really turn down a birthday present, even if her outrageous best friend would let her. Everything changes when she wakes up in her very own Arabian Fantasy. Prince Rashid expects her complete obedience, and Astrid can’t help but respond to the demands of the enigmatic Sheikh. Maybe it’s just the ambiance of this place but Astrid finds new strength in her submission, and the sex is out of this world. What happens, however, when reality beckons? Can she hold onto the fantasy? Be Warned: BDSM, f/f interaction, anal play, rimming, spanking
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