I meant to post some excerpts yesterday but kept getting interrupted. Here’s a bit from Witches Knot: Thrice United from Ellora’s Cave (BTW, I saw this at Amazon from a private seller for nearly 200 bucks. Now, it had to be a typo. I know it’s not available through Amazon, which makes me sad but you can get it directly from Ellora’s Cave in print and in digital at considerably less than 200 bucks)
Full on adult style paranormal erotic romance behind the jump.
WITCHES KNOT: THRICE UNITED BY LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2006, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave
Now Available in print!
Nodding, she arched, trying to make contact with his body and he laughed. “Eager? Good, let’s see what we can do about that.”
And he was gone, off the bed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him pull something out of a drawer. Her eyes widened and something twisted in her stomach when he turned. In his hand he held a small flogger. Twirling it deftly, the wide leather tails made a slithering sound that brought a gush of honey from her pussy. With a flick of his wrist the straps hit his palm and a gasp of delight burst from her. He looked into her eyes, surprised and very pleased if the sight of his ever-hardening cock was any indicator.
“I like the way it sounds too,” he said silkily, moving to her. The flogger came down quickly, the tails caressing the flesh of her breasts.
“Oh!” Her voice was breathy as he struck again, the tips of the tails just barely touching her nipples. The sound of contact echoed, a louder crack, but only pleasure radiated from the strike.
What followed was the most intense thing she’d ever experienced. With expert precision, the tails of the flogger caressed, flicked and slapped her flesh from the tops of her thighs to her shoulders. Some of the strikes stung but others, particularly those on her breasts and against her mound, were more like a soft stroke of the leather. A fire built in her flesh, her cunt was swollen and slick, nipples hard. She began to slip under the intoxication of the sensation, to slip away into a place that was soft and warm. She left it to him, gave up her safety and pleasure to Nate’s hands.
When her flesh had taken on a rosy hue and her eyes were glassy—fallen under the lethargy of desire—Nate laid the flogger aside. Kneeling over her, he licked from the top of her mound to the hollow of her throat. The blood so close to the surface of her skin from the flogging incited him, called out to his senses.
Taking her lips with his own, he drowned in her taste. She was everything and his body, his heart and mind simply accepted it. She was what he needed, what he craved most, and she was all of that simply by existing.
Her tongue was shy against his for a few moments, but soon her body was arching to touch his. Her teeth nipped at his lip and because her hands were bound, she wrapped one leg around his ass to pull him closer.
Fingertips traced the inside of her upraised arms, over the curves at the sides of her breasts, down each rib and over the swell of her hips and thighs. He rubbed the shaft of his cock against her, the head caressing her clit. She was slippery and the breath hitched in her chest.
Opening the vein-rich skin just above her breast, he sipped her.
A quick intake of breath and a long sigh turned into a keening cry as her orgasm hit. Quickly, he adjusted his hips and his cock slid into her. The muscles of her pussy clutched with pleasure, welcoming him.
“Yessss,” he hissed, hilting himself within her.
She moved her legs to hook her ankles just above his ass. Back bowing, her body pulled against the chains but the restraints kept her arms above her head. Kept her body displayed just the way he wanted it.
The sheath of her pussy caressed him, pulled at him, drew him in with a heated embrace. Her lips were parted and glossy and he couldn’t help returning over and over to taste her there. Her eyes were glassy and held only him as she gazed up into his face.
They fell into each other as he moved over her and into her.