One kiss might save her, but if Rosemary has to lose even one of her men, she doesn’t want a prince.
The only role of Rosemary's nest of men is to feed her insatiable hunger for lust, but that's not what she wants for them. Or what they want from her. While Rosemary presses for them to live their own lives, they each find ways to steal into her heart. With the threat of her mother's nest hanging over them, Rosemary decides to surrender to the love they offer and focus on building their combined strength to stand against the inevitable attacks.
When her control over her powers slips, another problem arises. The nest is incomplete. A prince must be chosen, and if he is not among her men, she'll be forced to let one of them go.
She once feared her heart wasn't big enough to hold them all. Now she fears she's not strong enough to release even one. Even if it costs her her life.
Once the conditioner was rinsed from her hair, she motioned him closer. “I’m ready for you.”
“Are you?” Kurt approached the bath, shedding his last piece of clothing, a pair of black boxer briefs.
Rosemary watched the muscles undulate in his thighs, let her eyes move up to the hard plane of his stomach, lingering just over his hard dick, on the glorious carved edge of his pelvis.
She licked her lips. “Definitely.”
“Very good.” Kurt stepped into the shower, forcing her to step back. “So, what else do I want to hear?” He cleared his throat. “I’m up here.”
Rosemary brought her eyes to his face. “I know.”
“Do you?” He rested his forehead against hers. “Because sometimes I wonder. Your performance is always perfect, like you can become a cut-out of what each of us wants.” He closed the distance between them and kissed her nose. “But what do you want?”
“I have everything I want.” The water was cooling. Rosemary pulled him with her out of the spray and stretched up to kiss his lips.
He turned his head and her lips slid along his jaw. For all his talk of Alaire shaving, he hadn’t done so himself. Besides the neat trim of dark hair that always framed his generous lips, he had a shadow of growth in the hollow of his cheeks. Meeting stubble rather than a cushion of lips pulled her from her passionate assault and made her really look at him.
His stance was so detached he might as well have been waiting for a bus. Only nudity betrayed his aloof demeanour. Waiting for a bus didn’t make guys that hard.
She wrapped her hand around his thick length and slid it loosely up and down, enjoying the velvet heat of tight flesh as she peeked up to assess his reaction. His thick, black brows drew together and she sighed. “I didn’t invite you in here for conversation.”
He shrugged and laced his fingers behind his neck. “Fine. Take what you need.”
Rosemary ground her teeth and glared at him. “There was enough lust in that room to chew on, and that’s after I sucked it out of Alaire and Chetan. If that’s all I wanted...” She spun on her heel and headed out of the bath. “Just forget it. I’m full.”
Kurt hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her back. “Not so fast.” His warm breath teased her earlobe when he laughed and a little chill skittered down her spine. “Are you mad at me?”
“A little.” She relaxed against him, curving her neck towards his lips. “You just got back. And I hoped...”
His tongue played along her pulse, followed by his teeth. She reached between them and palmed his balls. He dropped his head to her shoulder and made a feral sound in his throat, giving her the seconds she needed to finish what she had to say. “I hoped we could forgo the deep stuff for once and have a bit of fun.”
“What are you afraid of, Rosemary?” He moved her hand and held her close. “Why do you pull away, or turn to sex, whenever one of us tries to get close to you?”
“Yes, you do.”
Rosemary twisted away and retreated to the edge of the bath. She stared at the ceiling, taking slow, deep breaths. Then she looked at him. “This face. This body. They are why you’re here. I need you, all of you, so I give you what you want. You’re the only one that isn’t satisfied.”
“Do you think any of them are satisfied with loving a girl who won’t love them back?”
“I do love them! All of them! Even you!” A sob caught in her throat and she swallowed it back. “Why do you have to make this so complicated?”
“Because it is complicated! Did you expect a relationship with seven guys to be simple?” Kurt took her by the shoulders, anger flashing in his eyes. He looked ready to shake her. “You said you missed me, well, I missed you. I miss you! I want to know what happened to the girl who was ready to take on the world because she finally had a shot. I want the girl who wasn’t afraid to get dirty, who didn’t care if she looked sexy. I’ve watched you bury that girl over the last year and it took being away to see it.” He closed his eyes and let his hands fall. “I hoped I was wrong. When I walked in and you were ready to leave them to do your own thing, I was almost convinced.”
Rosemary crossed her arms over her chest, wishing she had some clothes on for this talk. Maybe with a few layers on her, he wouldn’t be able to burrow so easily into her heart. “Then tell me how to convince you.”
“Give me a peek at something more than all that prettiness.” He touched her cheek. “And let me do the same.”
Despite the rawness of everything, a tremulous smile crept to Rosemary’s lips. He tempted her, and now that she thought of it, they had all tried. She remembered Shiloh taking her out to dinner and looking sad when she took his hand and led him to the bathroom for a quickie. Chetan hadn’t spoken to her for two days when she’d left his bed in the middle of the night after he’d asked her to stay. Her smile faded.
“I get it.” She moved closer to him, letting him hold her again. “I’ll try.” She tilted her head back. “But you have to do something for me.”
“Show me how much you missed me.”
Review from Erotica for All
By Lucy Felthouse
Rosemary Entwined is Bianca Sommerland’s first published book, and I sure hope it’s not her last!
Rosemary Entwined is like a modern-day Snow White. Only instead of an evil stepmother, it’s Rosemary’s birth mother that’s evil.
Rosemary is a cambion; a half-succubus, half-human. Her mother hates her because she is beautiful and she feels threatened by her, much like in the aforementioned fairy tale. Both women need a nest of men to survive and Rosemary’s mother knows that her daughter’s beauty is such that her own nest may abandon her and go to Rosemary. She has no intention of letting that happen and never stops trying to injure or kill her offspring.
Aside from her evil mother, all is not well in Rosemary’s world. She has a nest of men, there to feed her insatiable hunger for lust, but there is much more to the relationships between them. Each man has genuine feelings for Rosemary, and equally, a little piece of her heart belongs to each of them. However, the nest is not complete. Rosemary needs a prince to strengthen the nest – but it appears her prince is not amongst her men, meaning she has to let one go. Although she wants each man to have a normal life outside of the nest, the thought of letting one go for good breaks her heart.
Soon, she is left with no choice. It becomes a matter of life and death and Rosemary and her men have to act fact in order to keep them all alive.
This was a fab read! I’ve read lots of paranormal stuff in the past, but never anything quite like this. Rosemary Entwined mixes fairy tales, supernatural creatures, love, lust and erotica together effortlessly and produces a book you won’t want to put down. I confess, I did struggle to keep track of all the men in Rosemary’s life, but with all that hot sex going on, it’s no wonder my brain was fried!
If you’re into this unique kind of erotica, then you won’t be disappointed. It’s excellent.
Review from Whipped Cream
Rosemary just wants to go to college, become a Veterinarian, and lead a normal life like everyone else… well that’s if normal includes a nest of willing men who cater to your every sexual need. You see, Rosemary isn’t exactly a normal girl because she’s also a succubus and one in which sexual contact is necessary for her everyday survival.
In order to become a true queen of her nest and gain control of her growing powers she must find a prince, the one man who can resist her seduction. Rosemary wants nothing more at this point then for her men to lead as normal lives as possible, which means no getting attached – easier said than done. She holds herself back from them and refuses to allow any other sort of intimacy, other than what’s played out in the bedroom, to occur. This way if she loses them or they lose her the loss is not felt as deeply, especially when she’s constantly looking over her shoulder for an evil mother who wants her dead. Unfortunately, her nest sees right through the emotional walls she’s trying to build and they’ve decided a sacrifice will be made.
Ms. Sommerland packs elements of almost every major fairytale into this story but adds an erotic and emotional twist. All of the characters, especially the men, were written with distinct personalities and given their own small spotlight into the story at certain points. It gave me a nice connection to each of the men, which then gives Rosemary’s dilemma more believability.
The sexual encounters are very arousing and done with a nice balance of both lust and love between the characters with the exception of a couple scenes. The story is pleasantly paced, but the world building felt a little lacking. Very interesting for what was there, but I found myself with more questions than answers about why and how things came to be.
Even so, I would definitely recommend this story to readers who like fantasy with an edge of suspense and plenty of hot lovin’.
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