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id_lockeHey all. My newest story, Into The Heart Of The Abyss is now available for purchase *grins*.
Official blurb:
Rhas-Khan is the god of the abyss and Eilian is his lover. The need for pain with their pleasure has Eilian asking Rhas-Khan for a whipping while bound with an extra surprise of Rhas-Khan’s choosing to further spice the session up. Because of the immense love Rhas-Khan has for Eilian, he decides to take the session one step further to please his lover, giving Eilian something he’s often asked for that ultimately leaves them both sated and even deeper in love with each other.
And to sweeten the deal, TQ has a coupon to get 20% your purchase price on an already very affordable story.
Summer's almost over! Use coupon code "endofsummer" to get 20% off at torquerebooks.com Thursday til Sunday at midnight!
And as an additional treat, here's the author extra for your reading pleasure. Maybe a PG-13 for one mention of nudity, but more of a sweet, fluffy read.
Rhas-Khan reclined on his back, his head nestled on a towel in my lap. His long, damp dreds were spread out behind his head and over my legs. His eyes were closed, and he had a soft smile on his lips. He was gloriously nude, stray droplets of water on his collar bone making it hard to resist leaning forward to lick them up. I’d just washed his brown and gold dreds and was now in the process of drying them. Rhas-Khan never asked me to do it for him, but I enjoyed the intimacy of attending my love. I patted and gently squeezed excess water from each dred, the subtle ginger and leather scent of the mild soap I’d used wafting from his clean hair.
“You spoil me horribly, my love,” Rhas-Khan said as he opened his eyes and stared at me, pleasure and love in his beautiful eyes.
I shrugged and smiled softly at him. “It pleases both of us to do things like this.”
“That it does,” he said as he captured one of my hands and kissed my palm before he closed his eyes again to fully enjoy the attention.
When I was finally finished drying his hair, I leaned over him and kissed him on the lips. He hummed in pleasure and encouraged me to deepen the kiss. Our tongues played with one another’s for several long minutes before he broke the kiss and sat up.
“My turn,” Rhas-Khan said as he reached for a brush on the nightstand beside the bed and moved to sit behind me.
His legs bracketed mine, and he stroked the brush slowly through my long hair over and over until it felt like he was hypnotizing me into a relaxed blissful state. Every now and again, he’d drop light kisses to my shoulders or the back of my neck between passes of the brush. I almost wanted to protest when he stopped brushing my hair and began plaiting it into a single thick braid. He draped the braid over my shoulder to hang over my chest and gently pulled me into him so my back rested against his chest. His arms came around me and held me tight. He kissed my cheek and sighed in contentment.
“My beloved treasure,” he murmured into my ear. “I love you so very much.”
“As I love you,” I whispered back as I turned my head to stare into his eyes and fell into the heart of the Abyss.
Beautiful colours of every shade and hue seeped into the nothingness of the abyss. A feeling of immense love surrounded me, spreading warmth through me unlike anything else I’d ever experienced. I sighed softly in contentment, knowing that Rhas-Khan could see and feel the same things from me. Braving the abyss was the single best thing I’d ever done and the rewards I reaped were beyond my imaginings.
Official blurb:
Rhas-Khan is the god of the abyss and Eilian is his lover. The need for pain with their pleasure has Eilian asking Rhas-Khan for a whipping while bound with an extra surprise of Rhas-Khan’s choosing to further spice the session up. Because of the immense love Rhas-Khan has for Eilian, he decides to take the session one step further to please his lover, giving Eilian something he’s often asked for that ultimately leaves them both sated and even deeper in love with each other.
And to sweeten the deal, TQ has a coupon to get 20% your purchase price on an already very affordable story.
Summer's almost over! Use coupon code "endofsummer" to get 20% off at torquerebooks.com Thursday til Sunday at midnight!
And as an additional treat, here's the author extra for your reading pleasure. Maybe a PG-13 for one mention of nudity, but more of a sweet, fluffy read.
Rhas-Khan reclined on his back, his head nestled on a towel in my lap. His long, damp dreds were spread out behind his head and over my legs. His eyes were closed, and he had a soft smile on his lips. He was gloriously nude, stray droplets of water on his collar bone making it hard to resist leaning forward to lick them up. I’d just washed his brown and gold dreds and was now in the process of drying them. Rhas-Khan never asked me to do it for him, but I enjoyed the intimacy of attending my love. I patted and gently squeezed excess water from each dred, the subtle ginger and leather scent of the mild soap I’d used wafting from his clean hair.
“You spoil me horribly, my love,” Rhas-Khan said as he opened his eyes and stared at me, pleasure and love in his beautiful eyes.
I shrugged and smiled softly at him. “It pleases both of us to do things like this.”
“That it does,” he said as he captured one of my hands and kissed my palm before he closed his eyes again to fully enjoy the attention.
When I was finally finished drying his hair, I leaned over him and kissed him on the lips. He hummed in pleasure and encouraged me to deepen the kiss. Our tongues played with one another’s for several long minutes before he broke the kiss and sat up.
“My turn,” Rhas-Khan said as he reached for a brush on the nightstand beside the bed and moved to sit behind me.
His legs bracketed mine, and he stroked the brush slowly through my long hair over and over until it felt like he was hypnotizing me into a relaxed blissful state. Every now and again, he’d drop light kisses to my shoulders or the back of my neck between passes of the brush. I almost wanted to protest when he stopped brushing my hair and began plaiting it into a single thick braid. He draped the braid over my shoulder to hang over my chest and gently pulled me into him so my back rested against his chest. His arms came around me and held me tight. He kissed my cheek and sighed in contentment.
“My beloved treasure,” he murmured into my ear. “I love you so very much.”
“As I love you,” I whispered back as I turned my head to stare into his eyes and fell into the heart of the Abyss.
Beautiful colours of every shade and hue seeped into the nothingness of the abyss. A feeling of immense love surrounded me, spreading warmth through me unlike anything else I’d ever experienced. I sighed softly in contentment, knowing that Rhas-Khan could see and feel the same things from me. Braving the abyss was the single best thing I’d ever done and the rewards I reaped were beyond my imaginings.
