No kittens under 18 allowed! Rated a clawing XXX...Whew! Big Kitties, the Kougar's first round of edits on Tangerine Carnal Dreams, her otherworld stallion shifter novella, are finally done and sent away, having soared through cyber waves to their destination.
And today on Love Romances Cafe Yahoo Loop is an excerpt from Red Lioness Tamed (Liquid Silver Books ~ liquidsilverbooks.com ~) for sci fi day.
On Liquid Silver SEx blog ~ liquidsilverbooks.com/blog ~ it's BDSM Flash Fiction day with Ann Cory. Big Hawt Cats, if you enjoy a little pain with your carnal pleasures, enjoy the erotic view today.
The following flashes are from the Kougars WIP ~ Book II from the World of the Blue Pearl Moon ~ Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil ~ contracted to Siren Publishing.
ONE
With swift ease, Zag removed his dress loafers, shed his casual evening jacket, then his trousers. Dark charcoal, a fluid silk weave, Sheridan had felt like a mare in heat when she’d seen him in her room earlier. Now his golden physique, enhanced by the golden reflecting candlelight, caused her mouth to water. Ravenously, she hungered, wanton anticipation seizing her loins. He was breathtaking, his mating sword a dark gold, and partially raised.
Her lips were wild to taste him everywhere, anywhere.
"You have displeased me, slave lover," he growled. Moving beside her, he claimed her wrists in one hand.
With swift ease, Zag removed his dress loafers, shed his casual evening jacket, then his trousers. Dark charcoal, a fluid silk weave, Sheridan had felt like a mare in heat when she’d seen him in her room earlier. Now his golden physique, enhanced by the golden reflecting candlelight, caused her mouth to water. Ravenously, she hungered, wanton anticipation seizing her loins. He was breathtaking, his mating sword a dark gold, and partially raised.
Her lips were wild to taste him everywhere, anywhere.
"You have displeased me, slave lover," he growled. Moving beside her, he claimed her wrists in one hand.
TWO
"Consider this your punishment." Thin silk cord wrapped tightly, binding her wrists together.
Sheridan gasped in a breath. Dark heat pooled low in her loins, a wicked heat demanding to be assuaged. Her thrust breasts ached from merely the air’s touch. "Yes, my master."
Pivoting before her, he reached down pinching her nipples, his nails biting into them. "Master," she begged, knowing that was the role he wanted her to act out. And knowing part of him still wanted her punishment.
Sheridan didn’t care, her clit ignited. Her silky juices touched her inner thighs.
"Has your wife displeased you, Squire?"
"Consider this your punishment." Thin silk cord wrapped tightly, binding her wrists together.
Sheridan gasped in a breath. Dark heat pooled low in her loins, a wicked heat demanding to be assuaged. Her thrust breasts ached from merely the air’s touch. "Yes, my master."
Pivoting before her, he reached down pinching her nipples, his nails biting into them. "Master," she begged, knowing that was the role he wanted her to act out. And knowing part of him still wanted her punishment.
Sheridan didn’t care, her clit ignited. Her silky juices touched her inner thighs.
"Has your wife displeased you, Squire?"
THREE
"Or do you merely revel in the pleasures of Pyrexsia?" Zag indolently seated himself on the chair, propped one leg up.
"My wife adores the pain pleasure of candle wax dripping upon her teats. The burn of the wax between her thighs. I may do anything I please with her then." With a trained elegance, Squire Headrow lit three simple taper candles. Then his weak gaze flitted between Sheridan and Zag, his assessment fed by a cunning nature.
Following the lead of their host, Zag lit the three candles atop the table beside the arm of his large master’s chair–
"Or do you merely revel in the pleasures of Pyrexsia?" Zag indolently seated himself on the chair, propped one leg up.
"My wife adores the pain pleasure of candle wax dripping upon her teats. The burn of the wax between her thighs. I may do anything I please with her then." With a trained elegance, Squire Headrow lit three simple taper candles. Then his weak gaze flitted between Sheridan and Zag, his assessment fed by a cunning nature.
Following the lead of their host, Zag lit the three candles atop the table beside the arm of his large master’s chair–
FOUR
opposite where his gorgeous Sheridan was on erotic display. Idly, he moved his hand before her breast, flicked her nipple repeatedly with his nail.
Her pleasure fiercely exquisite, Sheridan whimpered. She arched her back, allowing her head to fall back. "Please, master, must you hurt me?"
"Your pain merely begins, slave lover."
"No...please..."
"May I, Squire?" Zag swiftly retrieved a small fine crop. Sliding it between his fingers, he arrogantly purred, "I am training my slave lover to obey my whip."
"Anywhere, but where the wax will fall, Baron. I see your whip’s mark on your slave lover’s rump."
opposite where his gorgeous Sheridan was on erotic display. Idly, he moved his hand before her breast, flicked her nipple repeatedly with his nail.
Her pleasure fiercely exquisite, Sheridan whimpered. She arched her back, allowing her head to fall back. "Please, master, must you hurt me?"
"Your pain merely begins, slave lover."
"No...please..."
"May I, Squire?" Zag swiftly retrieved a small fine crop. Sliding it between his fingers, he arrogantly purred, "I am training my slave lover to obey my whip."
"Anywhere, but where the wax will fall, Baron. I see your whip’s mark on your slave lover’s rump."
Kiss from the Kougar's lash...
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