What would a woman do if sex no longer eased the ache of being labeled barren? Why, like any "good" naughty woman, she'd set her sights on something deliciously bigger. That's what Tyrana does when a gorgeous man literally runs in front of her and gamely winks at her.
Running after a man for a long, hard rut isn't all Tyrana ends up with. Rusty isn't like any man -- make that any being -- she's ever encountered before. Tyrana finds it hard to believe in his fanciful tale of magic and thinks she's finally become delusional when he transforms into a magnificent creature he calls a Mage Pegcentaur. The only thing she knows for certain is she's finally met her match when it comes to sex play.
Can Tyrana let a man control her sexual needs? If it cures her heart's most precious ache she's willing to be on her hands and knees for as long as it takes.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Love Me Tender by Renee Field
Knowing that her sister was about to be married and had probably already conceived a child carved a deep, wide gulf through Tyrana's heart. That baby should have been mine. Rowena never wanted a baby. Tyrana couldn't cope with seeing Rowena at the moment. It was just too much to bear. That was why Tyrana ignored her sister's letters.
Tyrana shook her head, clearing the useless emotional thoughts that threatened her control. With no destination in mind, she strode out the palace doors and walked across the well-manicured, vibrant green lawn. Looking back at the palace that was her childhood home, she was hit with a realization--she hated everything about it.
It was a sterile environment that had become her own prison--filled with no expectations of what she could do with her life, except live irresponsibly. It was a trap she felt she'd never escape from. Her heart thundered with that realization. Her sister would think she, Tyrana, known as the infertile one, had more freedom than her. Sadly, that wasn't the case. There is no freedom when choice is taken from you.
Deep in thought, she continued to walk briskly away from the palace. A shout from behind stilled her.
"Get back! Get back! Look out!" shouted a Maida guard just as a man ran at lightning speed past her, almost toppling her to the ground.
Tyrana twirled around to maintain her balance. She saw out of the corner of her eye that the man had turned almost in slow motion to watch her. Then the guard grasped her arm.
"Get back, he's not safe," said the guard.
But Tyrana didn't care what the guard had to say. She was interested in the man who had the nerve to grin mischievously at her and the audacity to boldly wink at her.