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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Author Spotlight; Adonis Devereux
If you like Great Literature, with the often left out element of Eroticism, than you have to check out Husband and Wife Writing Duo Extraordinaire... Adonis Devereux. These Authors are Highly Recommended, not only for their Books, but for their Terrific Blogs. They don’t just offer Wonderful Reviews, but Truly Great Insights into Writing, Life, and Love! Go check them out!!!
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Excerpt from The Soldier's Lotus;
...“I must enter you now,” Darien said, and Saerileth’s eyes widened.
“To prevent my crew from taking you themselves and dividing you as common spoil.”
“Can you not just order them not to?”
Darien shook his head. “They found you. If I renounce salvage rights to you, they can claim them. The only way to put you utterly beyond their power is to make you my legal concubine.”
“Then why do you not just tell them I am?” Saerileth shifted on the divan and crossed her ankles.
Darien glanced back at Kamen who stood in front of the door and looked straight ahead, bending his concentration on the invisible air. He did not make eye contact with Darien. Something serious ate at him, something that had started the moment Saerileth came aboard.
“I tried that once,” Darien said, returning his attention to the girl he knew he must couple with. “There was no contract, no witness. I didn’t want to take the girl against her will, so I faked it. We Sunjaa are the People of the Word, as you probably know. If it isn’t written down and witnessed, it didn’t happen.” Darien did not enjoy talking about this, but he wanted Saerileth to understand. “Well, my crew went ahead and raped her anyway, and I wasn’t able to do anything about it. She was their salvage, and I had failed her.”
Saerileth stood and let her pallav fall. Darien drew in a long, deep breath. Her beauty was divine, every line and curve perfect. “Your pain is fresh, as if this happened yesterday. You are a man of deep feeling.” And she laid her hand on the bare part of his chest that lay exposed from his loose shirt.
Her flesh was still cold from the seawater, but her touch was like fire on his skin, sending hunger through him. “I will take you, then.” It was half statement, half question. He laid his hands on her shoulders, feeling her delicate frame beneath his strong, soldierly hands.
All Saerileth did was look up at him through her long, black eyelashes and nod. That sent Darien over the edge. He picked her up and kissed her mouth, tasting her lips as if they were fruit. She was half his size, and he easily wrapped his arms around her back, bringing his hands to her opposite sides. She threw her arms around his neck as she kissed him back with equal fervor. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and due to their size difference, she was practically perched on his massive, muscular frame. To Darien, she was no weight at all. He had carried heavier sacks of grain.
Saerileth unwrapped her pallav from her left forearm and tossed it away. With both hands free, she ran her fingers across Darien’s close-cropped hair. Between kisses, Darien could catch glimpses of her body. Under the pallav, she wore a short shirt that left her midriff bare, and the skirt she wore, though tight, accommodated a wide range of movement. The material was elastic enough to allow her legs free reign.
Darien laid Saerileth down on the divan and lay on top of her, though he rested most of his weight on his forearms and one knee that wedged itself between the cushions. So much for the pristine state of the divan! But to Darien, this moment made his saving it worth it. He wanted to be rough with Saerileth, but this was her first time with him, so he promised himself he would be gentle. By the way she ground against him and the way she deep-kissed, Darien guessed she was skilled in sex, but he could not know whether she had ever taken a man of his size inside her before. Considering she was dressed as if she had just come from the Dimadan, he guessed she had not. The Sunjaa were better endowed than the Zenji, and Darien was better endowed than any other Sunjaa he knew. And he had seen a lot of cocks in his day.
Saerileth blindly yanked at his breeches, and he blindly yanked at the shirt that hugged her breasts. They could not stop even for a moment to look at what they were doing; he needed more of her kisses. He did not want to miss one taste. He was greedy for this beautiful, pale stranger, and her clear desire for him only served to make him abandon all reason. His growl slipped past her tongue, and she responded by sucking on his bottom lip. His cock swelled, and he was obliged to reach down and loosen the strings so that his cock might burst free. When it did, it slapped against Saerileth’s belly with such a smack that she gasped and pulled away from Darien. Her eyes searched his in wonderment, as if she had discovered hidden treasure. She gazed into his eyes as her hand found his cock. Once she touched it, she smiled at Darien, let slip a light laugh, and fell to kissing him again......
Other Books By Adonis Devereux;
Once Upon a Time There was a Writing Duo who Loved each other, they were called Adonis Devereux...
And they lived naughtily and happily ever after.... lol
About them, in their own words;
“We wrote the best-selling "Worth His Freedom", "Bride for the God-King", "Chasing Earth and Flame", "Love Comes Twice", and "The Soldier's Lotus", all from Evernight Publishing! We are also part of Evernight's "Naughty Fairy Tales" line with our short story, "The Twelve Naughty Princesses" and the Free Reads line with "Burn Like Ice". We both hold Master's Degrees in Humanities: Focus, Literature, from California State University. We specialize in archetypal criticism, and both of us took this approach for our theses. This attitude affects our concept of story, both in our reviews, and in our own novels”.
I don't know about everyone else but, I so Love Adult Fairie Tales!!!
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You will want to check out Ever Night Publishing for all the great adult fiction you can handle.