The
Mistress
Kings
of Cardenas #4
By Elise Marion
Publication
date: October 13th
Blurb:
Once the courtesan of a prince, and then the wife of a king, Davina Keane now finds herself divorced, banished for treason, and sentenced to a life of loveless marriage to the man who aided her in her crimes. Now a penniless widow, she has sunk as low as could be and faces a life of poverty; prostitution being her only other option besides living on the street. Desperate to save herself, Davina makes one final attempt at forging a new life … by marriage to Rafe Rothwell.
A widower and father of three, Rafe has been looking for a wife ever since his first one perished. It’s too bad no one will have him, as he and his children (known notoriously as the Racous Rothwells) have a reputation for being difficult to manage. He’s long given up his search when Davina Keane appears at his door, seemingly prepared to take on the role. Though his needs are practical at first, Rafe finds himself faced with the truth: he wants more from her than just a manager of his home and hearth.
As an arrangement of convenience becomes something more, Davina is faced with the possibility of losing her husband over the truth of a past she kept secret when entering the marriage. Will love be enough to erase the mistakes of her past, or will they threaten to upend her newfound happiness?
Excerpt (Rated
R):
“Do
not move and do not turn around,” he whispered. “If you do not behave yourself,
I’ll be forced to punish you.”
Davina’s
body went taut as a bowstring at his whispered promise. She faced the wall,
bracing herself against it with her hands as she waited, anticipation singing
in her blood. Rafe’s hands came around her front and kneaded her breasts, his
thumbs and forefingers teasing her nipples to diamond hardness. She gasped and
moaned, her hips bucking in response as she swayed against him, searching for
the closeness of his body. He continued his torture, his lips and teeth finding
the most delicious spot where her neck met her shoulder to tease and
torment. One hand snaked down to skim
across her stomach, coming dangerously close to the apex of her thighs.
“Yes,”
she whispered, wiggling her hips against his. “Touch me, Rafe.” She started as
his palm made stinging contact with her bottom, the sting of his slap quickly
soothed as he caressed her gently in the same spot. She whimpered and stilled
as delicious heat spread over her skin.
“Davina,”
he scolded. “I warned you. You are not behaving.”
She
smiled as he caressed the sting away, his fingers kneading her pliant flesh.
His hand traveled lower, dipping between her cheeks and sliding forward, to
encounter her ready opening. He hissed as his hand encountered her and he
stroked her, teasing her tight little bud with his fingertip.
“God,
I want you,” he groaned as he continued to draw out his wicked torment. Davina
ground her hips against him, taking his finger inside of her and groaning as
the digit caressed her silken walls.
Slap!
She
bit her lower lip and suppressed a scream as Rafe’s palm made contact with the
opposite cheek this time, his palm already smoothing away the sting.
“You
are being quite wicked,” Rafe warned as he reached for her hands, raising them
high over her head. “You are going to force my hand, Davina.”
Her
laugh was a guttural hum as he gripped both her wrists in one of his hands.
With his other, she could hear him fumbling at the front of his trousers. She
held her breath, her inability see what he was doing only heightening her
awareness of his every move. Davina gasped when she felt the head of him, thick
and probing at her entrance. He pressed against her lightly, teasing her by
dipping just inside her opening before pulling away again, coating himself with
the moisture weeping from within her in response to his touch.
His
hand was at her hip again as he continued to tease her, coming just into her
before backing out again, his fingers biting into her hip as he held her
steady.
“Rafe,”
she panted, begging. “Please … I want you now.”
Slap!
Davina
cried out this time, unable to contain it as swirls of light and color danced
behind her closed eyes. This time, Rafe knelt and used his lips to soothe the
stinging flesh, kissing it away as his fingers slid over her satiny folds.
“Tell
me you’ll never leave me again,” he commanded as he stood, turning her to face
him. She stared up at him from beneath eyelids gone heavy with desire. “Say it,
Davina.”
“Never,”
she gasped, her insides a maelstrom of wanton need. She grasped his shoulders
and he lifted her, carrying her to the bed. “I will never leave you again,
Rafe.”
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Author Bio Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00FR22IUQ
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I first picked up a pen with with dreams of writing at the age of 12. I’ve been writing ever since and have found a love of romantic stories both sweet and sensual.
I am a woman with two jobs. My first job consists of taking care of home and family, which includes a busy Army husband, two rambunctious kids, and two very active dogs. When I’m not doing that I’m stretching the imagination with stories of people from all walks of life (and worlds) falling in love.
I love coffee, chocolate, music (listening and singing), shoes, jewelry, and food! I am always in the kitchen whipping up something new or watching the pros do it on TV.
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3 comments:
Thanks for participating in Elise's release day blitz Nikki! Enjoy the rest of your Sunday; I'm off to eat turkey for Canadian Thanksgiving. :D
Nikki, thanks for always opening your blog to me. You are so awesome!
Love you lots,
Elise
sounds fantastic! Congrats to Elise on the new release!
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