Newest Release!!!

Q. What really kept the princess from sleeping?

A. A very naughty prince!


My own Wil and Kat… Prince Wilhelm despairs of ever finding his one true love. Then on the night of a storm Katrine is swept into his life like magic. He is determined to make this beautiful, lost, woman all his, and uses all his powers of seduction including those in the bedroom. Katrine is no princess and does not feel she deserves the Prince’s attentions. Her fear is not enough to stop her falling head over heels in love but fate, and jealous ladies conspire against them. Will Katrine and Wilhelm overcome the difficulties they face and have a fairy tale ending?

Wilhelm could last a little longer, he told himself as he moved to the table by the side of the bed. From there he removed a lit candle from its holder, gently rotating his hand to help loosen the dark red wax pooling around the wick. Lifting it up he tilted it just enough that a drop of liquid wax fell through the air landing with a sharp sting on the inside of his forearm. He’d learnt from painful experience not to let it fall where hairs grew. From a slightly higher height he let another drop fall. This time the sting was less sharp. Perfect.

Moving a step closer to the bed he stretched his arm out so the lit candle was raised directly over Katrine’s stomach, the light from the flame casting a soft glow that rippled out around her belly button. Should he start somewhere less sensitive? He took a moment to consider, watching the rise and fall of her soft flesh, her breath even and methodical. Wilhelm loved having the power to decide his next move, especially with Katrine safe behind her blindfold.

As a prince he had never before felt omnipotent, as he did at this moment, granted the privilege of being Katrine’s lover and guide. He could afford some mercy. With only a step, being careful not to jerk the candle, he moved down making Katrine’s thigh his new focus. Mentally measuring the height to be sure the distance matched that during his experimentation on himself he let the first drop fall. The crimson wax was a beautiful splash across Katrine’s milk white skin.

An indrawn breath hissed through her teeth. “What are you doing to me?”

“Did I hurt you?” Wilhelm trusted Katrine to grasp the nuance of the question.

“Yes. No. I don’t know.”

Wilhelm caused another bead of wax to fall. “Do you remember what to say if you want me to stop?”

“Ahhh!” Katrine gasped before answering. Wilhelm held his breath.

“I remember, but I don’t want to say it.”

“You don’t have to say a thing, just feel.” Wilhelm looked admiringly as his work so far then took in the rest of his canvas, still empty. “You’re going to be feeling an awful, or depending how you see it, a delightful, lot.” In a slow sweeping curve he swung his arm leaving a trail of red from thigh to lower right rib cage, the small dots cooling and turning hard quickly.

When the droplets stopped falling Katrine sighed a perfect sigh of pleasure. At least it was pitch-perfect to Wilhelm’s ears.

The pause opened the way for her to break her silence. “Do you remember when you lost your first set of teeth as a child?” It was a rhetorical question, and she gave Wilhelm no time to answer. “I do. I used to love it, the sensation of self-inflicted pain that you could keep testing. There was always the reassurance that you could never go too far, for your tooth would simply fall out if you did. I like this—it is the adult version.”

She was a delight, provoking Wilhelm to laugh openly. “I think your tooth might have come away long before my wax will run out.” He manoeuvred the candle so that a drop of wax fell onto the soft skin of her areola from a great height, smiling to himself at his accuracy.

Katrine let out a cry. Not so impudent now.

Any other plans Wilhelm had thought to indulge in were forgotten as he rained wax across her breasts, fast enough to kiss her skin with a sting but the drops too small to fall like hail. He needed her now. No more play. He needed to be skin to skin, feeling the hard patches of wax between them, not just seeing his mark but feeling the branding he had given his princess, as he buried himself inside her to the hilt.

With a short sharp puff of air, and a pinch to be sure, he extinguished the candle and tossed it aside, not caring where it landed. He climbed onto the bed, stalking up Katrine’s body like the powerful predator he was.

He stretched the length of his body out against hers, letting his weight press them into the mattress, wanting her unable to feel anything but him. He felt no need to ask if she was ready for him. She was splayed wide for both their pleasure, and he was going to take her.    Evernight Publishing


2 thoughts on “Newest Release!!!

  1. Happy Birthday Evernight Publishing!

    I wanted to let you know I’ve added your books to my tbr list. I can’t wait to read your books. I love erotica books. I’m an Erotica Chick! LOL.

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