“I am sorry, m’lord,” Aisling breathed.
“I don’t think you are,” Rikiar said. “You are still too wet to be sorry.” He let the pads of his fingers slide over her outer lips in a soft caress. “Look at you, spread, wet, your sheath ready for my sword, but for that pesky little bit of skin.”
Aisling hissed in a breath as his fingers once more probed inside her, finding her hymen.
“This will stay intact for the moment,” he said, sliding his fingers out again, then in a little ways, then out again, treating her to a little taste of what it would be like when his flesh speared inside her. It felt quite wonderful, so much so that Aisling was soon lifting her hips, presenting her pussy as his prize.
“You want to cum, don’t you,” Rikiar drawled in that husky voice. “You want to have your pussy played with until you clench and scream and spend yourself all over me.” A sharp slap to her bottom followed the words. “But you’ve been naughty, Aisling, and naughty princesses have their bottoms spanked.”
That was an excerpt from my latest historical erotica book, The Barbarian’s Bride, which is currently enjoying the #2 spot in Historical Erotica, as well as top 40 rankings in Amazon’s BDSM erotica and Romantic erotica categories. In other news of resounding toppiness, I’ve reached #96 in the Top 100 Erotica authors on Amazon.com for the first time, which is most exciting. Thank you to all you wonderful readers who buy the books I so very much enjoy writing!