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, November 24, 2017

Celebrating, #Fairy-Style... ;-)

Hey Everyone!! :-)

For those of you who, like me, live in the US, I thought I'd help spice up your Thanksgiving holiday with a little reminder of how the Fae celebrate. And for those of you who live outside the US, well, I think you'll enjoy it too. ;-)

Excerpt from Taken By The Huntsman:
“Damn it, Cadeyrn! No more teasing!”

He laughed and lazily licked his way back down her body, swirling his tongue through the curls that protected her most intimate places. He slid down between her legs and slipped his hands under her thighs, tilting her body and giving himself the access he needed.

The feel of her lover’s breath on her sex, his hands spreading her wide, made Cassie gasp and moan. When she finally felt his tongue lap gently at her nether lips, her entire body spasmed. If she hadn’t been tied down, she would have jumped off the bed. She yelped at the sensation and tried to spread her legs wider.

His lover’s wiggling made Cadeyrn growl and grasp her tighter, holding her still and open for his ministrations. He flickered his tongue quickly up and down the length of her, gathering up the dew that had collected there, and plunged his tongue deep inside her, making her gasp and jerk against his hold. He moved one hand from her thigh and used it to plunge three fingers into her sheath without warning, smiling as she screamed her pleasure and the muscles inside her spasmed. As he worked his fingers in and out of her, he swirled his tongue around her clitoris and sucked the tiny nub between his lips.

The feeling of her mate’s fingers pounding inside of her, coupled with the way he flicked his tongue against her pleasure nubbin, drove the breath from Cassie’s lungs as she soared up into a whirlwind of pleasure. As much as her restraints allowed, she worked her hips frantically against Cadeyrn’s mouth and hands. Her pleasure quickly spiraled up and, as her climax washed over her, the world exploded into color and light and heat.

If you haven't read Taken By The Huntsman, yet, and want to know what they're celebrating, go ahead and grab your copy here: