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

Saturday, February 14, 2015

#SexySaturday! #Excerpt from #Bound By The #Summer #Prince! :-)

Once he was completely naked, but for his shirt around his head, she just stood over him, looking at him.
“I can feel your eyes on me.” He said.
“I’m enjoying the view.”
“Ha! And do you intend to just look, or will you be finishing what you started.”
Grinning, she said; “I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.”
His cock jerked at her words, and she saw a drop of precum ooze from the tip.  Unable to resist, she dropped back to her knees, and leaned over to lick the glistening moisture from his body.
Uaine gasped and then groaned at the feel of his mate’s tongue on him.
After she had tasted the evidence of his arousal, Roni sat back and considered what part of her lover to attend to next.  Moving down to his feet, she lifted his right foot and, placing it on top of her knees, she began to give him a leisurely foot rub.
The prince groaned at the feel of his Anamchara’s fingers kneading the muscles in his foot and then his leg. When she put his right foot down, and picked up his left it was all he could do to remain where he was.  Somehow it felt as if every caress traveled from his legs to his cock, and he was growing desperate to bury himself in her.
Roni watched her mate as his breathing became ragged and his shoulders tensed.  Precum now oozed down his shaft in a steady dribble, and his cock jerked and twitched.  Reaching behind herself, she unhooked her bra and then tossed the garment aside.  She straddled his legs as she crawled up his body, and allowed her breasts to brush against his skin as she moved.
Gasping, Uaine arched up off of the ground, lifting his hips toward his mate.  The heat from her body radiated over his skin as she slowly moved towards where he wanted her.  When she finally did lean down and swirl her tongue around the head of his cock, the sensation was almost like an electric shock, and he shouted wordlessly.
Sensing her lover was on the edge, Roni decided to take mercy on him and moved her mouth over him.  Sucking, she bobbed her head up and down as she used her hands to caress his lower shaft.  With every stroke, she swallowed more and more of his cock into her throat, until her nose was nestled against the curls at the center of his body.  Holding her breath as long as she could, she flicked her tongue against the underside of him while maintaining a gentle suction.
His control snapping, Uaine sat up and dragged his shirt over his head so he could look down at the top of his lover’s head as she deep-throated him.  Groaning at the sight, it was all he could do to keep from thrusting against her.  If he hadn’t been concerned he would hurt her, nothing would have kept him from pounding into the wet warmth that enveloped him.
Needing air, Roni began to withdraw when she felt the prince’s hand on the top of her head.  Rolling her eyes up, she glared at him and he put his hand back on the ground.  Knowing he couldn’t take much more, she began to move her mouth faster and faster up and down the length of him while rubbing and flicking him with her tongue.
Feeling himself reach the point of no return, Uaine roared out a warning; “I’m going to cum!”
Roni continued to work her mouth on him, and felt the hot liquid of his orgasm hit the back of her throat.  Swallowing rapidly, she continued to milk him with her hands until she had captured every drop.  When he was done, she raised off of him, licking her lips.
Wrung out, Uaine collapsed back onto the ground and looked up at his mate in astonishment.


  1. This is a major sizzle of a romance, based on the excerpt.

    However, the cat on the cover makes me laugh. His expression is like "What the hell is going on here?"


    1. Ha! Well, Mr. Spats is a pretty young cat. ;-)