Tantalising Tuesday - Last for 2014!

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Ash gasped as pain radiated through his body, originating from the gaping wound in his gut. He’d been in plenty of battles before but had never felt such pain. When the towering woman knocked his head, he just about passed out. It was the beauty in her otherwise ordinary looks that kept him conscious as she snapped the shaft of the arrow protruding from his body. 

As the rightful heir to his country’s throne, he shouldn’t have even been in this fight. He knew Bronsen, his valet, would not approve, but Ash was not his father, King Leonhart. Ash wanted to fight for his people. The comradery of the soldiers, the feeling of being just another man, was worth any chiding he might receive when he got back to the palace. Defending his people, however, was the main reason he fought. It was worth any risk to his life. And now, by fighting in this war, he’d found his queen, this strong woman trying to save his life.

His hair fell across his eyes, matted with blood, dirt and sweat. Ash’s strong muscles burned and his usually keen eyesight dimmed from pain. He was in trouble. 

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Tantalizing Tuesday

Courtesy of Flickr User BLACKDEAMON ...By Elika

He was blindfolded, and had been undressed, washed and covered in a heavy velvet cloak. Unseen hands guided him through hallways, around corners and down steep steps. He smelled oil burning, and heard steps echoing against stone. As he was led deeper, he began to sweat under the cloak. Eventually he was brought to a stop as he heard the click of a door being opened, and a sudden breeze threatened to expose his nakedness underneath the robe. He was led into a room, where the unseen hands removed the cloak. A cool wind kissed his slick skin, sending chills through him. His blindfold was removed and he took in the scene before him. The dark room was lit with at least a dozen candles. Tapestries were hanging on the wall. A large canopied bed sat on a raised section of floor. But it was the lounge that drew his attention. Two naked women were lying there, kissing and teasing each other. His arousal was immediate, and he found it hard to swallow as his mouth went dry. This was the last thing he expected when he was kidnapped. The women beckoned to him to join them. He was home!

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Tantalising Tuesday

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She drifted through the forest aimlessly, touching a flower here, brushing the bark of a tree there. She was just happy to be in the cool peace of nature. Fairies fluttered along next to her chattering incessantly in their tiny voices. Persephone tuned out, letting them argue about whatever it was they were bickering about this time.

She thought about her dearest friend, Hecate. The two women were complete opposites, one of fire, the other of water. Yet never had anyone understood her, the way Hecate understood her. Usually, when she went walking in the forest, Hecate was beside her, keeping watch as Persephone tended to the vegetation and encouraged growth. Today, however, she hadn’t been able to wait for her friend, and instead left by herself. She’d never actually needed protecting.

The snap of a twig set her heart aflutter as the fairies disappeared into nearby bushes. Persephone instantly regretted her impatience as a dark figure stepped out from behind a large tree. She recognized Hades, lord of the Underworld. His black cape waved gently in the morning breeze.

Despite all the warnings against him, she found him beautiful. She reached out towards him, then all she knew was black. 

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Tantalising Tuesday #2 18/11/2014

1 chosen image. 200 words. That simple. To read other Tantalising Tuesday Teasers, follow this link.

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Katie reclined in the tub, the cool water lapping at her sides. It was too hot outside to be in the pool, so she settled for relaxing in the privacy of the bathroom. At least here she could be naked and not worry about the neighbors.

Closing her eyes, she shuffled her body down and lifted her legs so that they hung over the side of the tub and her head was partially submerged in the refreshing water. She didn’t notice that she wasn’t alone until she felt a finger tracing a line down her belly. Opening her eyes a fraction, she smiled at Jack leaning over her. She couldn’t see the lower half of his body, but his top half was deliciously devoid of clothing. Katie ran her hand up his arm, the curves of his muscles creating a mountainous path for her to follow, his skin warm under her cool hand. With her eyes closed once more, she relaxed as he explored her body with his hands; gently cupping her breasts, brushing her ribs and down to her hips where he circled her mound. The sudden buzzing pressure against her nub had her gasping. He loved surprising her. 

Tantalising Tuesday

I've decided that yes, I'm finally ready to join in with Tantalising Tuesdays, Thursday Tasters, and Flash Fiction Friday. My muse needs the whip cracked, and here's hoping these exercises get her flexing once more! To read other Tantalizing Tuesday posts, just click here.

An innocent pom pom flower? No...

She lay on her back, completely naked except for the blindfold covering her eyes. A cool breeze from the open window licked her skin and made the satin sheets rustle underneath her. Silk ropes had her tied to the bed posts, and she was squirming well before he even started. She felt the mattress dip as he climbed on to the bed and straddled her leg. His warmth was exciting in itself, but the anticipation of what he had in store for her had her quivering.

A tickle so soft that she almost missed it brushed against her stomach, and sent goose bumps shooting across her body. A second sweep across her abdomen of something delicate and fragrant, and she arched her back, a moan escaping her lips. His large hand was then on her belly, as he gently pushed her back down on the bed. She felt his fingers trace idle lines down to her sensitive nub, and disappointed heat flooded her when he moved away. Tingles replaced her disappointment when he began to sweep the soft something across her skin once more. The feather light tickles ventured down to her center and she was consumed by fiery ecstasy.