Sunday Snog time again, and this week a steamy smooch from my fantasy novella Enchanted Submission.
It’s the night before Cinderella’s wedding and the girls are out on the town looking for some serious fun - especially Rapunzel.
Tired of being a dominatrix to her wall skimming prince she’s hoping to surrender control to the broodingly gorgeous, newly divorced Beast, but she mustn’t forget about her naive friend Cinderella who’s in desperate need of an eye opener before she gets hitched to the fast and furious Prince Charming.
Just as well Cinderella’s eye is caught by a dashing Woodcutter more than willing to fill the gaps in her education which leaves Rapunzel to enjoy her own, more exotic kind of kink in Beast's private Turret Club room.
Rapunzel turned. Her eyes came level with the top of Beast's chest. The nipple clamps were heavy as they touched the wool of his jumper and the combination of hard and soft created a shudder of need that shivered right down to her thighs.
Beast unclipped the lead and dropped it to the floor. He smoothed his hands up her neck until he was cupping her jaw. His eyelids dropped and he looked at her mouth like he wanted to actually eat her. He swept the pad of his thumb over her parted lips and she felt them stretched to the side, then his head lowered and the gentle pressure of his soft mouth hit down on hers.
He continued to embrace her face as the tip of his tongue peeked into her mouth. She opened up and delighted in his oaked, whisky taste. His fingers slid over her ears and into her hair and he cradled the back of her skull with one big palm as he dropped the other hand to her back and squeezed her closer. His erection prodded her stomach and she let out an involuntary groan which he caught in his mouth and mixed with his own deep moan of want.
He turned up the heat, their teeth touched briefly and then his tongue swept right in, exploring, probing, dancing with hers. Her nipples tightened further, blood raged to her nerve endings as the metal work snagged on the fibres of his top. Her greedy hands drifted up the wide, bulbous muscles of his arms, onto his shoulders and then took a path down towards his erection. She needed him, she wanted him so badly. She couldn't wait another minute
'Hey.' He broke their kiss and grabbed her wrists again, fastening his fingers tight around her slender bones. 'Remember, I'm calling the shots around here, not you.'
'Yes, I know but ...' She jerked her hands, aiming for the button on his trousers. 'Let's just ...'
'No,' he said, stepping away. He narrowed his eyes and flattened his mouth. 'I can see you're in need of containing.' He pulled her, quite roughly, towards the black semi-circle of raised flooring, her wrists now captured in just one of his enormous hands. 'You really don't understand the meaning of the word submission, do you?'
'Shh ...' He jabbed a straightened finger against his lips. 'I don't want to have to gag you, Rapunzel. I've kinda developed a thing for your mouth.' He looked at her lips again, studying them intently. 'I think I could become quite obsessed with that part of your body.'
A spark of delight popped in her stomach – Beast obsessed with her, how perfect would that be.
But she didn't have time to dwell on that possibility, because he tugged her up onto the platform, positioned her beneath the handcuffs and raised her hands high above her head.
His eyes glittered down at her as the cool leather tightened on her wrists. The corner of his mouth twitched and then he exerted a gentle pressure on her shoulders until she turned to face the full-length mirror on the wall.
'How do you look?' he said pulling her hair into a tail at her nape and then twisting it into a tight rope which he secured at the end with a piece of black twine.
Rapunzel studied her reflection; long black boots, creamy thighs, the small black triangle of her thong settled at the juncture of her legs and an impossibly tight corset shining like a deep pool of water at midnight. Her heavy breasts were now dominated by gold clamps and she could just see the pale pink tip of each erect nipple through the metal work. Her face was flushed and needy; eyes heavy, cheeks red and lips swollen and moist from kissing. 'I look ...' she said, 'like I belong to you.'
I hope you enjoyed that snippet. Enchanted Submission was huge fun to write and is an incredibly naughty read. It's had some great reviews...
"What an amazing little novella. I have read A. N. Rocquelaure’s (pen name of Ann Rice) Sleeping Beauty trilogy and this seems to sum it up in its entirety into a short book.
The writing is sumptuous, lavish, and erotic. The scenery and atmosphere of the story are almost poetic in their finery and extravagance. It grabs Disneyesque elements and gives them not only an adult but a kinky fetish twist, plunging straight into the dark and deviant heart of BDSM.
The characters are surprisingly rich and deep. The opening of the novella may deceive the reader into thinking this a facetious take on fairy tales. However, although nostalgic fragments of childhood fantasies are at times depicted, these maidens and princes are nothing at all like you remember.
I absolutely love the juxtaposition of the innocent fairy tale names and the steamy and raunchy sex scenes. The kink element is red hot. Dungeons, restraints, thigh boots and punishment implements... you have to read it to believe it!
Buy this book today and sample this delicious sinful taste of wickedness!"
Have a fantastic Sunday