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

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

A #Little #HumpDay #Motivation! :-)

Hey Everyone!! :-)

In the mood for a little D/s slap and tickle? ;-)

Excerpt From My Untitled Work In Progress:
Taking the lubricant and the dildo, she moved in front of him and held them up. "Can you guess what I'm going to do with these?" she purred

Seeing what his Anamchara had selected, Ankou was delighted she had slipped into the spirit of the game so easily. "I can guess," he responded, a challenge in his eyes.

Nodding at his tacit consent, she smiled and moved behind him. The back of the cross was thin enough at the level of his ass to give her the access she needed. Dribbling the fiery lubricant over the dildo, she tried not to get any of it on her hands while still ensuring that it coated the toy completely. She added leather gloves to the list of clothing items she wanted to acquire. Once the ivory phallus was adequately lubricated, she slipped it between her lover's cheeks.

Tensing at the initial contact of the burning liquid, Ankou forced himself to relax. His mate was being gentle as she inserted the toy into his rectum, but he wanted to make it as easy for her as possible. As the feeling of the lubricant filled his senses, he thought that perhaps he should have shown Kate his collection of cock rings. If he wasn't careful, this game would end long before he was ready for it to.

Kate moved back around to the front of the cross but kept her hand on the end of the dildo, holding it in place. Pressing her body against Ankou, she looked up into his face. The expression of arousal and desire on his face reassured her, as did the pre-cum that had started to dribble from his cock. "I have some questions for you," she whispered.

Having difficulty focusing on her words, all Ankou could say was, "Huh?"

Pressing the dildo in further and twisting it, Kate ran her hand over the Winter king's well-muscled chest. She circled her fingers around his left nipple, and then squeezed it hard. "I said, I want to ask you some questions."

*Coming (no pun intended ;-) ) Soon!! :-)