I’ve been working on Breathe Me In not the Ruined Lady this past week, but I did promise to post what happens when Nick wakes up so I’ve continued on from the end of last week’s flashback from the Ruined Lady.
Nick’s eyes flickered open. He was lying in his bed in Ravencourt House, not in the grass at Rothmore and not with Carlisle. It had been seven years since that day in the hollow, but his mind recalled it with precision otherwise he’d not have dreamed it in such exact detail. Pale grey light peeped around the edges of the heavy blue drapes. The day of the Stansfield ball had dawned and that meant Nick had a rendezvous at midnight with Carlisle. He was painfully erect from the dream and thinking of what would happen later only made it worse. His fingers brushed against his hardened length as he wondered if he would ever need to service himself again after this night.
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Ahhh, since everyone liked Carlisle and Nick so much, they are back this week, taking up where they left off with their teenage explorations.
As you may recall, this is part of a flashback to their youth. It’s actually Nick’s dream remembrance. I won’t tell you in what state he awakens from dreaming of his young adult years of freedom with Carlisle. *wink*
“Lips and tongues and fingers?” she asked him, her fingers stroking through his chest hair to find his flat male nipple. “Like this?” She dipped her head and laved the nipple until it hardened.
A groan escaped Nick. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have told you what I heard.”
She looked at him with a knowing woman’s expression. “Just think,” she whispered as her fingers reached for the buttons on his breeches. “We have the whole summer to experiment.”
Nick crushed her mouth beneath his, muffling both their groans of pleasure.
I muffed the number of sentences again. It’s hard to cut off at six and still give you a sense of the scene. Oh, well. Perhaps I’ll do better next week!
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I know I got you all hot and bothered with Will and Garrick last week, but they were the hot item from my head then. This week, it’s back to Nick and Carlisle in the The Ruined Lady. This is a flashback scene to their childhood. Nick is nineteen and Carlisle sixteen. Even though this kind of behavior was frowned upon in their class, Carlisle’s father the duke fostered it because he wanted the two of them to eventually marry.
“I love you too,” he smiled and kissed her hard on the lips. “You know I cannot take you now. We’re both too young for marriage and we cannot risk getting you with child, but I too have been listening to what my schoolmates say and I know that there are things we can do to pleasure one another without risk.”
Carlisle’s eyes opened wide with wonder. “What things?” she breathed, excitement making her quiver.
Heat filled her body as he began to whisper in her ear.
Carlisle isn’t blonde but this is kind of the way I see them together. Oblivious to the world, in tune with one another, and filled with youthful passion.
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It was my intent to post more of Nick and Carlisle from The Ruined Lady. I did work on them this week. However, I wrote more in Breathe Me In and it was more powerful.
Here’s the scoop:
Breathe Me In is part of the Tales of the Darkworld series. It sneaks in after Sunstroked and is a direct offshoot of it. Secondary character Wilson North demanded his own story. It is a gay erotic paranormal romance pairing Will (who is a vampire and former lover of both the heroes of Sunstroked) with Garrick Forrester, a secondary character from Ride the Lightning. I never told the readers that Garrick was gay so this may surprise them!
In this scene from the opening, Will and Garrick meet in a mausoleum through sheer force of destiny. Garrick (who is a wizard, one of the Magia, the magical race) is drawn there by his theurgic senses and the pull that calls him is that of one fated mate to the other.
Dark lashes flicked up and the beauty of Wilson North blazed through Garrick’s very soul when their eyes met a second time. The lure of such angelic masculinity proved too much for him and he found himself pushing off from the marble crypt. He glided toward the bench where Will sat, his sole thought to lose himself in the salvation those dark eyes promised.
A visible shiver went through Will as Garrick stopped before him. Holding out his hand, Garrick silently prayed to the gods that Will would just take it and question things later. At the moment, all Garrick wanted was to touch Will, hold him and love him. Problems and logistics and the real world and all its damned obligations could come into play and be solved – or not – later. For just this moment in time, Garrick wanted to hold Will and breathe him in and know that they belonged to one another.
I know, that’s really eight not six sentences, but I couldn’t leave you hanging in the middle of the paragraph! 😉
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This week I’m delving into a manuscript that’s been on my computer for at least five years. I’m dusting it off and getting a partial ready for a contest. The Ruined Lady is an erotic historical, written long before I was published. But it needs work so you’ll have to forgive the boo boos.
The Set Up: Carlisle Roth is a duke’s daughter who was ruined on the eve of Waterloo and has a child out of wedlock. Some years later, through a series of unusual circumstances, she’s reluctantly accepted back into society. Nick Sterling, Duke of Ravencourt, has known and loved Carlisle since they were children. In order for Nick to have her for his own, he and his friends must unravel the mystery of her ravishment and disappearance. However, the secrets they uncover could rend the fabric of his renewed relationship with Carlisle just as easily as they could strengthen it.
Nick felt his blood pound as he looked at her. She was startlingly beautiful in the grey mist, her face alive with happiness. He wondered what she would do if he pulled her off the stallion and kissed her.
Something must have shown on his face because she gave a short laugh and said, “Yes, that would feel good too, but it’s not proper.”
“Since when have you been a proper miss?”
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