This hump day, I am happy to be able to share a steamy snippet from one of my WIP’s, the long-awaited sequel to The Viking’s Conquest.
In this excerpt, Anders and Aurelie are jostling to take charge of their new situation as the dynamic between them shifts, but Anders is quick to ensure that Aurelie still knows who is really in charge…
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“Yet you forget, My Lofðungr, that I was a Princess in Donrose. I was a Lady with power and influence. You have plucked me away from that life, and now…” I pause, the words ahead unknown to me.
His large fingers fly to my chin again, and gently he brings it north to meet his gaze. “I plucked you?” he repeats, and his tone sounds almost amused. “Are you sure, my brave little Aurelie? As I remember it, you cut me down from your brother’s gallows and saved the life of your Viking. Is that not how it was?”
I close my eyes at the image he describes, my breath catching as the memory and the reality collide. “Yes,” I reply, my eyes fluttering open. “Yes, it was me, and I’m sorry. I must take responsibility for my actions.”
He chuckles, and the sound draws my gaze back to his hot, insistent eyes. Those eyes, so blue and intense – capture me, the way they have always captured me. I am his… “You are too hard on yourself,” he purrs, brushing the stray strands of hair from my face. “And you have no right to do so. I am your master now, my little sweeting, and only I have the right to punish you.”
I swallow hard as he vocalises what I have been thinking. “So, will you?” My voice is tentative as I ask for what we are both contemplating.
His lids are hooded and dark as he surveys me. “Do you think that is what you deserve?”
I blink at him. So, he is to make the admission real – he wants me to say the words aloud. “Perhaps,” I respond. “I, I did not intend to be disrespectful, and yet I see now that I did undermine you. It is just…” I run out of words, my internal struggle between the Lady I once was, and the one I must now become, ever present in mind.
“Should I not spank you then?” he demands sensually. “For this transgression? Should I not bare your delicious behind, and tan it with my palm?”
The afore mentioned palm resumes its place at my face, stroking my left cheek with feathery light touches. His question hangs in the air between us, and for the longest time I cannot react, although the answer is absolutely clear.
“Yes, My Lofðungr,” I whisper, eventually. “Yes, please, spank me.”
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If you missed the beginning of Anders and Aurelie’s journey together, then you can read it right here:
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I like where this is going. 🙂
Thanks Lilah! I am loving the chance to get back into bed with Anders and Aurelie. 🙂
Ahh! I can’t believe that your heroine is letting the hero spank her, Felicity. Then again, if it helps make her feel better, yay to the spanking!! 🙂