Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Friday, February 13, 2015

#Flashback #Friday!! :-)

#Excerpt From #Taken By The #Huntsman:

As she began to move away from him and prepared to sprint into the underbrush she found herself lifted off of her feet and into the air.  She squealed as he swung her around and over the log.  He was careful to lay her down gently but he came down on top of her, pinning her. 
Cassie moaned as she felt her lover’s weight on top of her.  She writhed beneath him and felt as his cock rubbed between the cheeks of her ass.  Cadeyrn ran his hand over the curve of her thigh, between their two bodies, and up between her legs.  He found her pussy sopping wet and when he ran his fingers through the moisture she gasped and squirmed.
“Oh god, Cadeyrn, don’t make me wait!  Just fuck me!  Now!”

He felt his breath catch in his throat at her words and he growled as he pushed her down over the log and used his thighs to spread her legs wide.  She groaned as she felt him position himself at the entrance to her body and bucked to try to slide him in further.  He growled again and slid his hand over the back of her head, gripping her hair and holding her firmly against the log. 
Slowly he slid himself inside her, drawing the movement out as much as he could.  She tried to buck and squirm against him but he used his grip on her hair to hold her down.  When he finally slid all of the way inside her she was panting and nearly sobbing with desire.  He stayed there, not moving, for several moments until she screamed her frustration and nearly tore her hair out in an effort to move.
“Move damn you! Stop teasing me and fuck me!”
Cadeyrn smiled fiercely and slowly began to withdraw.  Cassie’s scream of frustration echoed through the woods.  Finally he began thrusting into her steadily and she began to moan her satisfaction until he could tell she was about to cum and he stilled inside her.
As his Anamchara screamed and cursed him Cadeyrn grabbed ahold of the very last of his control and said “Say please.”
“Please!! Damn you, please fuck me noooowwww!” Her demand trailed off into a scream of pleasure as he began pounding himself inside of her.  


  1. That is such a gorgeous cover! *sigh*


    1. Thank you so much!! Erin Dameron-Hill, the artist, is totally awesome. If you'd like to see more of her work, she was kind enough to allow me to interview her a few weeks ago and shared some more of her covers. :-) http://mistralkdawn.blogspot.com/2015/01/cover-art-at-its-best-erin-dameron-hill.html