Three men. Three pleasures. An Egyptian temple. What woman is going to say no when three stunning men in Anubis masks and linen kilts want nothing more than to fulfill her every fantasy?
But though all three are sex personified, it is Khalid who stands out in the flickering torchlight. His dark eyes watch from behind the mask, eyes that lure her in, holding her captive. "What is your desire this night, beauty?" His voice sends whorls of heat across her flesh.
Even as masculine hands caress her, Khalid is the one Hailey watches. He touches his body, teaching her what he likes. No pleasure is taboo. Khalid's only request--that she submit to his will, his every touch. To give him her trust and allow him to guide her on a journey of sensuality that will take her beyond the imagery of the past he has fashioned for her and offer her the gift of his heart.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from One Night with Anubis by Grace Samuels
"Hailey, have your nipples ever been clamped?"
The question met with silence. Khalid turned his eyes back, noting her hesitancy.
"No hesitation and no untruths. Only honesty will be created in this place. Nothing you say, admit or desire will be judged. Nothing that gives pleasure without harm is bad, and there is nothing you could say that would cease the desire the three men in this chamber feel for the beauty of your body, mind and spirit.
"So again I ask you, have your nipples ever been clamped?"
His pretty captive spent a moment judging the honesty of his words. He would give her this moment...once. "No...but I've wanted them to be."
The smile that lit Khalid's face and the quick caress of hands from behind told her the three were pleased with her answer.
"Then we shall have the joy of introducing them and so much more to you."
"Tonight, you mean."
The smile upon Khalid's face dimmed a bit. "If that is your wish."
"Can there be more?"
"My little dragonfly, there is always the potential for 'more'."
Khalid turned back to the intricate box, closing the conversation, hiding the hurt he felt at her words, and found what he was looking for, returning to Hailey's side. Raising his hand, he allowed Hailey to see the clamps he held. The crystal teardrops were delicate, beautiful just like Hailey, and the tweezer clamp shouldn't look too ominous to her. A chuckle escaped as he noted the slight worried look creasing her forehead.
"Don't worry, little captive, you will thoroughly enjoy the pinch they cause." Khalid grinned. "Always remember that the line between pleasure and pain is not only finite but dependent upon its presentation." He couldn't resist wiggling his eyebrows beneath his sculpted mask in a suggestive manner, disrupting the serious mien he'd portrayed to this point.
Tucking the clasps into the waist of his kilt, Khalid leaned forward, drifted his fingertips down over her collarbones. "What an exquisite body," he told her in a low, crooning voice, "so soft, ideal for a man to hold." Taking uplifted nipples into his hands and mouth, he nipped and suckled and pulled with his lips and tongue until he teased a moan from her lips. "Hmm...delicious," he murmured. "And so perfectly presented for my desires."
Grasping her right nipple in thumb and index finger, Khalid pinched the glistening bud, extending the nipple forward and attaching the tweezer clamp around her cherry-red tip. Her gasp as the clip pressed tender flesh made his cock pulse beneath the linen of the kilt. He watched as Hailey's breathing deepened, dropping her further into the sensuality of her own body. The slide of the second clamp claimed a groan of pleasure-pain. Without words she told the men she was giving over more control of her body.
All three were whispering words of appreciation and praise. Alluring. Radiant. Ravishing. Khalid wanted her world to be filled with those words. He wanted the words they spoke to carry on the notes of lyrical music playing in the background and fill her mind.
He moved back to stand in front of the golden throne and in very clear view of Hailey's watching eyes. His need to have himself stamped on her mind--and body--was becoming an incessant ache.
From behind, Aadam and Hasani surrounded Hailey, dark skin contrasting with light, caressing her body with light fingertips in swirling patterns.
Hasani moved to kneel behind her, hands grasping her lower hips, holding her still. His lips, tongue and teeth licking, nipping her cheeks, toying with the crease between her buttocks so that a shiver passed over her. "Such a delectable ass," he murmured. "I could fuck this all night long."