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In medieval times honorable men had to do what was required of them by the kings to whom they were loyal…
Thomas Lancaster, a widower with bad memories of marriage and a young son he barely knew was a hardened knight loyal to his king. In reward for his efforts fighting in the Crusades, King Edward gave him Middlemound Castle to hold for the crown. But the king decreed that he must marry the beautiful young widow of the castle’s previous lord.
Lady Gloriana Stewart had suffered brutally in her first marriage and had no desire to marry again. Yet she had no choice. She had to protect her people and obey her king.
All she wanted was for her new husband to give her a baby.
Having already lost one wife in childbirth, Thomas refused to even consider it.
Sir Rowan Montgomery, Thomas’s first knight, friend, and lover complicated the situation even more. Thomas didn’t want to give up Rowan and Gloriana didn’t want to admit she had feelings for her husband and for Rowan.

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Book Excerpt: R m/f/m
Heat seared her from where he touched her to her woman’s place. Her heart fluttered as did everything within her. “I do not wish to hurt Rowan. What if I do something wrong?”

Thomas’s eyes darkened in desire and in tenderness. “Trust your instincts, my love. This is a precious gift you give our Rowan.”

“Mayhap we should not do this,” Rowan protested and drew their attention.

“Aye, we should.” Thomas gave her an encouraging look and turned her toward the bed. “She loves you enough to do this.”

Still a little nervous, Gloriana crawled slowly over the bed and between Rowan’s slightly spread legs. He watched her, gave her a tiny nod of approval. She focused on his shaft and her heart fluttered even faster. Impressive, like Thomas’s. Big, thick, tempting. Her mouth watered and warmth built low in her body.

“Thomas is right. I do love you. It pleases me that you allow me to do this for you.”

She touched his cock lightly with her fingers. The skin was soft, yet the thickness hard. She tapped her fingers ever so slowly up the length and smiled at how it jerked beneath her touch. Then she put her fingers around him, Rowan sucked in a breath.

Immediately she looked up and found his face strained. “Have I done something wrong? Have I hurt you?”

“Nay, Glori.”

She sensed Thomas moving behind her and grew tense as well. As he put his hands on her bare buttocks, she quivered with awareness. Her hand tightened around Rowan’s rod.

Rowan gently chastised, “Have a care, my lady.”

Gloriana eased up, blushing. “Sorry. ‘Tis Thomas’s fault.”

Thomas ignored her comment, instead saying, “Touch your tongue to the side of Rowan’s shaft. Lick slowly along the veins.”

Her whole body shivered at the huskiness in his tone and yet she obeyed. As her tongue touched Rowan, he tensed, except for his shaft, which pulsed within her hold. She drew her tongue slowly along the side of the shaft, hearing his indrawn breath. But it was hard to concentrate on what she was doing. Thomas had reached a hand between her legs and started dragging a long finger over her swelling lower lips. She shivered from it.

“Put your mouth over the head of his cock,” Thomas instructed huskily. “Swirl your tongue around it.”

With a glance at Rowan to be sure he was still all right, Gloriana held the shaft near the base and opened her mouth wide enough to put it over the head. She inhaled the scent of his arousal, heard his groan of “Oh God!” and took in the wonder of the experience.

She’d barely dealt with that wonder when Thomas’s finger slipped into her body, and then a second finger. Her body adjusted, wanted more. This time, his thumb found her pulsing bud and lightly flicked it.

“Ohhhh!” she gasped and pushed back, wanting still more of the pleasure swirling through her.

“You are ready, wife.” Thomas announced, sounding pleased.

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Cruise Into Eden

 

Blurb:

After eleven years of forced abstinence, television Sci-fi employee and IT geek Erin Danielson, boards a nude cruise in the hopes of finally getting lucky. It seems her luck has changed when two handsome men with ripped bodies, enticing accents, and hearts of gold invite her into their stateroom. But if this erotic ménage seems too good to be true, then…

Nassic Wild and Wareson Night hail from the planet Eden, where women are scarce, and their mission is simple—meet the woman they’ve been waiting for for the last eleven years, bond with her and take her home. At first all goes according to plan as they pleasure her with their bodies and their special abilities. But when their best intentions lead to the worst results they lose her, along with their hearts.

Now they must find a way to woo her back or return to Eden with no hope for the future.

Excerpt:

She glanced at Ware, who now sat on the lounge chair next to her rubbing lotion on his bulging biceps. Above those massive muscles on his right shoulder was what looked like natural beauty marks, but they were in an odd shape, two dots in a row above three dots in a row. Despite the fact the man was as dark as someone from Greece, they stood out clearly. How odd.

She stared as Ware protected his skin, all of his skin. The man had no tan lines. He was a bit bigger than Nase, and broader, but not by much. He still hadn’t said anything, and she suddenly wanted to hear his voice. “Have you taken a nude cruise before?”

He stilled mid-rub and looked at her. His gaze was intense and now that he was next to her, she could see his eyes were a forest green. Absolutely breathtaking, though it could have been her anticipation of his voice that had her holding her breath.

“No. This is our first one.”

The deepness of his tone wrapped around her like a cocoon that she never wanted to leave. His accent was heavier, but from where? The tension she felt around Nase disappeared with Ware, which left her clearheaded enough to remember the two men were a couple and she had no right to ogle them. “This is my first one, too. Though I’m not sure I will ever get into the ‘nude’ part.” She forced herself to stop staring at Ware’s perfect male body. She closed her eyes and lay back on her lounge.

“Why?”

The dark, sensuous voice slid over her skin again, and she could feel him looking at her. No, not looking, exploring her with his sight. She opened her eyes and watched him. Every place he viewed suddenly became sensitized, as if he had lightly run his fingers along her body. She swore she could feel his gaze as it traveled across her stomach, up her ribs, over her breasts, along her neck, and through her hair until she found his eyes riveted on hers. “Why?”

“Yes. Why would you not allow your body to enjoy the sun fully?”

She pushed her hair behind her ear. “I… I—It’s hard to explain.”

He cocked his head and stared intently at her.

Obviously her answer had not satisfied him. “I’m guessing you are not American. In my country, we wear clothes all the time. It’s what we’re used to. I know there are a few countries that are more open about nakedness, but I’m not from those.”

“I believe many of the people on this ship are from America.”

Erin was too focused on the extra emphasis he left on the final letter “a” in “America” to at first grasp his point. When she did, she flushed. “True, but I never knew they existed. This is all very new to me. I just learned last night why there are piles of towels in the main areas of the boat. I guess everyone is supposed to use them to sit on if they are nude. I’m sure I’ll learn a lot more about this by the end of the week.”

As if her answer had pleased him, he went back to rubbing lotion on his dark body. She couldn’t help but watch as he finished covering his hard stomach, but as his hand dipped between his legs, she closed her eyes tight.

Bio:

Lexi Post spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan Poe's short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to the 20th century American epic The Grapes of Wrath, from War and Peace to the Bhagavad Gita, she's read, studied, and taught wonderful classics.

But Lexi's first love is romance novels. In an effort to marry her two first loves, she started writing erotic romance inspired by the classics and found she loved it. Lexi feels there is no end to the romantic inspiration she can find in great literature for her sexy love stories. Her books are known as "erotic romance with a whole lot of story."

Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her cat in Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you will never see her without a hat (unless she is going incognito).

To contact her, send an email to lexi.post@yahoo.com