Surprises in the Sack by Mina Lobo
The above excerpt comes from my fantasy romance*, That Fatal Kiss, set in a mythical Greece. In this segment, Persephone and Hades, Queen and King of the Underworld, have gotten over the rough beginning of their relationship and are enjoying a bit of "alone time." They're still getting to know one another, as individuals and as lovers, so they haven't settled into any relationship patterns or master/servant dynamics, or anything; they're simply exploring.Persephone wrapped her hands around him. “I seek to worship you.”
“Persephone, wait…”
But the goddess could not wait. Her entire body tingled, and the urgent need to taste him could not be denied. Persephone’s tongue gave the head of his shaft a long stroke and her own eyes closed from the rush of lust which overwhelmed her. His spiced, musky scent surrounded her and she inhaled deeply as she tongued her way down and back up. Then she took him in her mouth and rode her way down until he reached the very back of her throat. Her growl of pleasure joined his and she felt herself become slick with anticipation.
Persephone moved smoothly up and down, repeatedly swallowing him, feeling the fiery ache rise up in her womb. As deeply as she took him in, it wouldn’t be enough. The sudden groan emanating from somewhere above warned her that she wasn’t the only one not getting enough. Hades’ hands locked on her shoulders to ease her off. She cried out in protest as he slipped out from under her, and then gasped as he reached from behind her to pull her up against him.
Hades trapped her wrists behind her with one hand while the other tore the skirt of her narrow dress so it could slide into the dripping juncture between her legs. He said in her ear, “Do you know how some subjects worship their kings?”
His hard heat looming up behind her, Persephone thrilled in feeling so small, so controlled, reveled at being taken in hand by this dark lord. Her breathing jagged, she took the bait. “How?”
“On their hands and knees.”
As regards exploration, I'm a "slow and steady wins the race" kinda gal. It takes me a good while to loosen up with a fella before I can even consider getting intimate, let alone trying out the stuff beyond vanilla. You've gotta feel you can trust your partner before you give out that golden ticket to your—ahem—private freak zone.
Or do you? Is it easier to traverse the slippery slope of kink with someone you barely know (and may never see again) than with your mate of many years? After all, a long-term lover knows things about you; can you bear to let him or her know that? What do you think? Tell us in the comments!
*Though there are a few sexy scenes in my book, I wouldn't call it erotica. Just sayin'—wouldn't want to disappoint anybody! :-)
* * *
In That Fatal Kiss, life-giving Persephone seeks a mate but the goddess' mother frustrates her plans. Then Hades, King of the Underworld, spirits Persephone away to rule with him below, as his bride. Yet, even as she awaits rescue, Persephone aches to be consumed by the fire in the dark lord's immortal soul.
Mina Lobo writes dark and whimsical romances, dodges the slings and arrows of her outrageous college-aged son, and feels compelled to do things in threes. She digs comedic horror, alternative rock, and Belgian chocolates. (See?)
Visit Mina's Web site, Some Dark Romantic, from September 24 - 29, for your chance to win an e-book copy of That Fatal Kiss!
