It’s the height of the Viking Age and Mari, Johna, and Derrick must deal with the hand fate has dealt them. Who will Mari choose this lifetime?
[Siren Allure: Erotic Historical Romance, love triangle, sex toys]
Five hundred years before their courtship as Marewyn and Jann in Magnificent King, two lovers’ lives are entwined on the magical island of Samso, Denmark.
It’s the height of the Viking Age. Johan and Derrick are two young, talented musicians. Mari is a beautiful, vibrant young woman, but a whimsical old soul, with enough passion to last them all a thousand lifetimes.
Mari, Derrick, and Johan must navigate the destinies that fate has set for them, even though it means struggling throughout the ages with passion, love, and loss. They discover it's not just about love; it's also about friendship, loyalty, and trust.
Who will Mari end up with this lifetime? Johan, her Spirit Twin, whom she has loved beyond this dimension and beyond human comprehension? Or will it be Derrick, a true friend she loves with all her heart, who comes to her rescue lifetime after lifetime?
The path to true love is never easy, but it is the only one truly worth traveling.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Excerpt
Mari reached her hand under the blanket and stroked his thigh lightly as a delicious heat spread through her belly. His snoring stopped and he stirred lightly, but his eyes remained closed. She caressed his thigh sensuously and slowly moved her hand until she was between his legs. When her fingertips brushed against his sweaty balls, Johan immediately spread his legs. She smiled, glad he enjoyed her light touch. She skipped over his cock and ran her fingers through his kinky pubic hair, wanting to feel every inch of him.
Johan didn’t say a word but grasped her hand and placed it firmly on his cock and parted his legs even wider. Mari smiled and got the message. She held his semierect penis in her hand—as it hardened, she felt her own excitement build. His cock looked so innocent when small, but she knew how big it could get, had felt it press against her when they kissed. She wanted it to get very big now, so she stroked him lightly and he moaned. Okay, she thought, it’s now or never. But before they made love, there was something else she wanted to do first.
She sat up, pulled her silk dress over her head, and tossed it on the floor, then burrowed back under the blanket, right to the spot she’d been caressing. She inhaled his musky scent, it was like an aphrodisiac. She grasped his cock gently and licked a drop of pre-cum off the tip before putting it in her mouth. Johan moaned loudly and her pulse quickened. She couldn’t believe how wet she became as she greedily licked the entire length of his member. When she held his penis up and licked his balls, he groaned even louder. “Oh gods, Mari, yes.” He panted. She had no idea she would enjoy this so much. When she sucked his balls firmly, Johan pulled the blanket down so he could watch.
Johan placed his hands on her head as she sucked his cock, encouraging her to move up and down a bit faster, pumping his hips to meet her sucks.
"Ja, Mari, yes." He panted as she sucked faster. “You like this, don’t you?”
But Mari didn’t answer him—didn’t he know she was taught not to talk with her mouth full? Plus, the heat that rushed through her body consumed her, and she lost all capability of speech. Johan watched her head bob up and down as she slurped, sucked, and lavished him in a very unladylike manner. He was on the verge of exploding, but he wanted this first time to be inside of her. He used all his will to pull her head off of him. He could barely speak through the heat and passion but managed. “Get on your back, Mari,” he whispered huskily.
Mari obeyed and lay on her back. She was absolutely soaking wet when he slid several fingers inside and licked the juices off his fingertips. He rubbed her clit in slow, circular motions as her moans filled the room. The glow from the fireplace shone on their sweat-covered bodies as he leaned down and sucked her dark nipples. She arched her back and moaned louder when he sucked her nipples very hard, just the way she liked it.
“Johan, please, now, inside me now.” She panted. Her breath was coming in short, ragged gasps. “Like my fantasy, please.” She begged him. Mari spread her legs wide, rubbed her pulsating clit, and dipped her own finger in. Johan took her hand by the wrist and guided her finger to his mouth so he could lick off her sticky sweetness again.
“Okay, just like your fantasy.” He growled. Johan was wild with lust as he firmly lifted her by the hips and flipped her over. He pulled her onto her hands and knees and guided his dripping cock slowly into her virgin hole, just like her fantasy. She was so wet as he slid into her ever so slowly, being as gentle as possible.
Mari had an intake of breath when he first entered her. This was a lot different than a hairbrush handle, but she trusted him and relaxed her body. “You okay, Mari? I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered in her ear and kissed her neck.
“Mm-hmm, I’m okay. Just don’t stop,” she whispered back.
Johan chuckled as he slid in and out slowly. “No worries, my love. We’ve only just begun.” He took his time and pushed in slowly, inch by inch. All the while he rubbed her back to relax her. He licked and kissed her inner ear, which sent delicious shivers up her spine. Mari moaned with pleasure when he was fully inside and began to move slowly in and out. He took his time and was a gentle lover, but it wasn’t long before she was grinding against him, indicating she wanted it faster. Her enthusiasm didn’t surprise him. He already knew she was adventurous and fully expected this to carry over into the bedroom. He wasn’t disappointed.
He followed her lead, but when she started banging into him forcefully, he could barely control himself. He didn’t want to come too soon and had to keep slowing her down so he didn’t explode instantly. He wanted their first lovemaking to last as long as possible.
“Mari, if you keep doing that, I’ll come.” He panted
“Then come,” she purred sexily. She felt as if she was on fire. “We’ll just do it again.” She tilted her hips and grinded deeply into him again. “And again.” More grinding. “And again…”
Blending Southern Gothic mystery romance, fantasy, theater, dance, music, and flashes of humor, tells the story of a pair of lovers in two separate time periods who find themselves battling an evil fifty years apart.
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