SECRETS OF THE JIN-HAKKU :: Mysterious Kisses
Today I'm abandoning my usual Friday art offering in order to give you a small snippet from the book, different from the one that will appear on the Ellora's Cave website. I hope you enjoy it.
“Who will be first to taste your lips, Imperial Highness?” Kai asked, his eyes smoldering with frank desire. His costume consisted of the black dragon wings, headdress, and tight-fitting trousers, leaving his battle-scarred torso bare, except for the straps for his wings. This had caused quite a stir among the female guests, Hana included. While she shuddered to think about the horrific wounds that had caused them, his scars honed his masculinity to a keen edge.
“I don’t know. I don’t think I can choose,” she answered honestly.
“Let us choose then,” Joran said in a silky voice. “Close your eyes, suki. We’ll kiss you one at a time and when we’re finished, you tell us who went first.”
With a deep breath, Hana let her eyes fall shut. “Very well.”
There was rustling as they shifted positions and gently spun her around to disorient her. When at last they all stood still, her entire body hummed with anticipation. The music and chatter from outside in the grand ballroom seemed muted as she waited breathlessly for the first touch of someone’s mouth. But instead, the first thing she felt was a warm hand on her cheek, a thumb stroking softly, like a brush of a flower petal. She sighed. Someone moved behind her. She could feel his body heat through the fabric of her gown. He stood close, but not close enough to touch. Yet.
The man in front of her cupped both cheeks and stroked her lips with his thumbs, outlined her mouth. Expectation gripped her so completely she felt as if her life had come to a halt and that nothing could happen to her until he kissed her.
She smelled cinnamon on his breath as he brought his face closer and whispered, “Do you know how long we’ve wanted to do this?”
“No,” she breathed.
“Since we first met,” came the reply. “Not a night goes by that we are not hard from thinking about you.”
Their soft, growling whispers were impossible to recognize.
“You inhabit our dreams,” said the one behind her, “always out of reach.” Warm breath tickled the hairs on her neck. She felt something brush against her bottom, then her breasts, but so lightly she might have imagined it.
“But no matter how many times we find our relief without you, we are never satisfied.”
Hana took in a ragged breath, picturing that in her mind—the two of them, holding their erect cocks in their hands, stroking as they fantasized about her, groaning in frustration even as they climaxed.
Her breath came faster. “Then end it. Kiss me now.”
Today's Question: Have you ever played a kissing game, like Spin the Bottle or the like?
“I don’t know. I don’t think I can choose,” she answered honestly.
“Let us choose then,” Joran said in a silky voice. “Close your eyes, suki. We’ll kiss you one at a time and when we’re finished, you tell us who went first.”
With a deep breath, Hana let her eyes fall shut. “Very well.”
There was rustling as they shifted positions and gently spun her around to disorient her. When at last they all stood still, her entire body hummed with anticipation. The music and chatter from outside in the grand ballroom seemed muted as she waited breathlessly for the first touch of someone’s mouth. But instead, the first thing she felt was a warm hand on her cheek, a thumb stroking softly, like a brush of a flower petal. She sighed. Someone moved behind her. She could feel his body heat through the fabric of her gown. He stood close, but not close enough to touch. Yet.
The man in front of her cupped both cheeks and stroked her lips with his thumbs, outlined her mouth. Expectation gripped her so completely she felt as if her life had come to a halt and that nothing could happen to her until he kissed her.
She smelled cinnamon on his breath as he brought his face closer and whispered, “Do you know how long we’ve wanted to do this?”
“No,” she breathed.
“Since we first met,” came the reply. “Not a night goes by that we are not hard from thinking about you.”
Their soft, growling whispers were impossible to recognize.
“You inhabit our dreams,” said the one behind her, “always out of reach.” Warm breath tickled the hairs on her neck. She felt something brush against her bottom, then her breasts, but so lightly she might have imagined it.
“But no matter how many times we find our relief without you, we are never satisfied.”
Hana took in a ragged breath, picturing that in her mind—the two of them, holding their erect cocks in their hands, stroking as they fantasized about her, groaning in frustration even as they climaxed.
Her breath came faster. “Then end it. Kiss me now.”
Today's Question: Have you ever played a kissing game, like Spin the Bottle or the like?
Any comments made between now and the end of the month enter you to win this Italian charm bracelet with a special dragon charm to commemorate JIN-HAKKU's release. :) Winner to be announced Dec. 1. (Sorry about the crappy picture.)
Labels: My Books
posted by Kate Willoughby at 11/21/2008
5 Comments:
I've never played a kissing game, but this scene sounds delicious!
Thanks! :)
I totally enjoyed this snippet! You've got me wanting more...
I've never played spin the bottle, but I vaguely remember some sort of game in college that included beer and maybe a kiss or two.
OHHH yes, and I even ended up with my friend's gum when we were done.
Robin, is your memory vague because you were too drunk to remember, you naughty DG, you?
Oh, Anne Marie! That's hilarious.
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