Do you want something? – #MFRWHooks #NewRelease #EroticRomance

For today’s MFRW Book Hooks hop, I’ve got another excerpt from my new multi-genre release Rajasthani Moon. This book has it all ;^) – steampunk, paranormal, ménage, kink, multicultural, espionage, all served up with a Bollywood setting. And of course, romance!

On Monday I featured a steampunk snippet. (You can still enter mybookstore GC giveaway if you hurry...!) Today I’m focusing on romance. Here’s a quick scene between my heroine Cecily, secret agent for Queen Victoria, and Prince Pratan, half-brother to the ruler of Rajasthan and the victim of a terrible curse. The scene takes place the morning after an intense, four-way scene in the Rajah’s dungeon.

By the way, this excerpt is rated R, but the book is definitely five-plus flames.

The Hook

“You asked me to take you.” His black eyes flashed. “That at least you can’t deny.”

“You’re quite right.” Cecily shook her head wearily. “The flesh is weak, as we all know. It shan’t happen again.”

Pratan was on his feet in an instant. He dragged her out of her chair and pulled her to his chest. “I hope that’s not true,” he murmured, nuzzling her ear. “Because I most certainly would like a repeat engagement.” His strength, his now-familiar scent—Cecily fought her instinctive reaction, her urge to melt into his arms and offer him her body. She might have succeeded, had he not fastened his mouth on hers in a firm but unexpectedly chaste kiss.

This morning he tasted of oranges and black tea. She opened, almost automatically, silently inviting his tongue to enter. When he did not respond, she ran her own tongue along the seam of his closed lips, seeking access. Her nipples peaked under the sheet and her inner muscles clenched. He broke the kiss to lick her earlobe. She squirmed as though he’d flicked his tongue across her taut clit.

His breath was hot against her neck. “Do you want something, Miss Harrowsmith?” He gave her full bottom a brief squeeze. “All you have to do is ask. But if you don’t ask…” He released her, allowing her to sink back into her chair. His mocking smile made her fume.

With a Herculean effort, Cecily subdued her burgeoning lust.

“Actually, sir, I’d like some clothing and some breakfast.”

Pratan chuckled. “I think we can manage that.”

“And then I’d like more time in the library.” She hadn’t planned this request, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she understood the benefits of this approach. She’d told them she’d made progress towards finding a way to reverse the curse. Of course she’d want to return, to search further. She could buy time, choosing the right moment to reveal her discovery from the previous day. Meanwhile, it occurred to her that the library might answer some of her questions—Her Majesty’s questions—about Rajasthan’s mysterious source of energy and its surprisingly advanced technology.

“Do you think you’ll find it—the way to undo the curse?” Pratan looked stricken at the reminder.

“I don’t know. I can only try. Yesterday I found what I believe are the Rani’s spell books. I can read them, at least to some extent. Magical language tends to be obscure, however, replete with metaphor and symbolism. It will take me some time to work my way through the old tomes, to see if there’s any mention of wolves or shape-shifting.”

“How much time?” Pratan was on his feet again, looming over her—almost threatening.

“How can I tell? I’d like at least another day or two. Perhaps as much as a week.”

“The moon will be full in less than two weeks.” His obvious distress kindled her sympathy, despite her determination to resist him. “And I’ve changed twice already. Probably I should return to my cave and lock myself up in my cage every night.”

Cecily laid a hand on his sleeve, trying to ignore the hot, hard muscles shifting underneath the fabric. “Wait a few days, Pratan-ji. Let’s see what I can discover during that time.” She didn’t want him to go away. For one thing, that would leave her entirely in the Rajah’s fiendish hands. Pratan appeared to be somewhat more civilised in his sentiments, despite his rough demeanour.

“Ganesh’s tusks! I hate this!” He shook her off. “The waiting. The uncertainty. All I want is to be fully human.”

“I understand completely. I really do want to help you. I’m not your enemy, regardless of what your brother thinks.”

He gazed down at her with those fierce eyes of his—the eyes of a hungry wolf. Despite her determination to remain aloof, affection welled up in her breast. His gaze softened, and for a moment Cecily thought he’d kiss her again. Instead he made an abrupt turn and headed for the door. 

 

 

Buy Links

Kinky Literature - https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/363-rajasthani-moon-steampunk-shifter-bdsm-romance/

Amazon US - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09DBMLQQG

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09DBMLQQG

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