Saturday, September 24, 2011
Today on SVR we’re happy to have paranormal romance/erotica author Deborah Court joining us for a guest blog & giveaway! She’s here to celebrate her new release, Bound To The Prince, which I am really looking forward to reading ASAP. Hello smexy times with a hot Eleven Prince! Deborah’s written up a great guest post about why she’s a fan of the pointy-eared Fae and has included a super steamy excerpt to give you all a taste of her book.(As a responsible book blogger/adult, I will give fair warning that this book is in the Erotica category, so if you’re under 18, you should “Look away les innocents, look away!”)
Actual post for Giveaway on Sidhe Vicious Reviews - Here
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To enter giveaway - Here
I have been following Deborah on twitter and am really excited over her new book. All the reviews and excerpts I have read look so good! I saw this giveaway today on Sidhe Vicous Reviews, a great book review site, and just had to let you all know.
Stroll on over to SVR and check out Deborah's guestblog and giveaway. I did and I am entering the giveaway!!
Here's an excerpt to tempt you a bit:
Elathan stood at the edge of the lake, waiting for Igraine to serve him. “What do you want me to do, my Lord?” she asked, still avoiding looking at his private parts.
“Don’t you filthy humans even know how to wash?” he hissed impatiently. He gestured to the ornate table. “These vials contain soaps and oils. Use them to bathe my body, slave.” The prince stepped under the waterfall, rinsing off part of the mud, but it stuck to his skin and hair. Igraine sniffed at some of the bottles, inhaling their wonderful, unknown scents. Some of them were fresh, others musky, but clearly intended for use on the gorgeous body of the male who was showering right in front of her, naked. Water droplets glistened on his skin, running down from his chest to his flat, rippling stomach and still further down, gathering at … “Why do I feel like I’m in midst of a Cool Water commercial now?” she nervously murmured, wincing when the elf threw her a glance that clearly declared her a lunatic.
Sighing, Igraine took a small green bottle containing a soapy liquid and followed the prince. Elathan stepped out of his natural shower without even looking at her. Closing his eyes, he turned his broad back to Igraine, with the unspoken order to wash him. She poured some of the aromatic soap into the palm of her hand. The mud was diluted by the water, but it still ran in dark streams over the elf’s body, down over his hips and his muscular backside, dripping over his thighs. It collected in a puddle at his feet.
Igraine’s hands trembled when she reached out to touch him. “May I …?” she said softly. “What are you waiting for?” Elathan replied. Despite the harsh words, his voice was low and hoarse. She couldn’t see the expression of his face from behind, but she noticed his rigid posture. His contempt for her was obvious.
For more of the excerpt - your just going to have to check out the blog :)