PALACE OF SCOUNDRELS by NICOLA M. CAMERON
Fantasy Romance, Erotic Romance, MF Word Count: 70,000 Heat Level 4 Published by Belaurient Press ISBN: 978-1-37-031324-2
BLURB: Spring has sprung in the island kingdom of Hellas, and with it come thoughts of young love and fruitful fields. But with no signs of an occupant for the royal nursery, Queen Danaë is starting to worry about her own fertility. Her concerns aren’t helped by the arrival of the legendarily conniving Dowager Queen Atilia of Illium–or the woman’s handsome grandson Prince Marcus, on the run after being accused of poisoning his older brother. In the neighboring kingdom of Ypres, Danaë’s royal husband Matthias is dealing with dangerous family politics and a wolfish duke who has kidnapped a young noblewoman for immoral purposes. Or has he? Can Matthias ward off the threat of civil war, outwit his relatives, and deal with a charming rival in his wife’s own palace?
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Matthias pulled Danaë into
his lap, squeezing her close. She felt his chest rumble in rueful laughter.
“Only you could fall into the ocean, be rescued by pirates, and wind up haring
off with them on a treasure hunt.”
“Oddly enough, Father said
much the same thing,” she admitted. “But it turned into a wonderful adventure.
I even got my favorite tiara out of it, the silver one with the large pearl.”
She’d also earned the unswerving loyalty of Captain Jason Constantinedes and
his crew, who now served as her personal spy network outside of Hellas. After
brief consideration she decided not to mention the days she had spent as
Jason’s willing lover. It was in the past, and she didn’t want Matthias
harboring a grudge against Jason if the captain ever had cause to come to
Hellaspont. “They brought me back home with a wealth of knowledge about piracy
on the high seas. Which is why I know I don’t want to be a pirate queen.”
“Thank the gods for that,”
Matthias muttered, kissing her hair. “You’re rapacious enough as it is.”
She turned so that she
could nuzzle under his ear, licking the salty skin there. “I never heard you
complain before.”
“I’m not complaining now,
little bird, merely observing.”
She hummed, catching his
earlobe between her teeth and nibbling on it. “Rapacious,” she whispered after
she let it go. “I like the sound of that.” His breath caught as she traced
spirals on his skin with the tip of her tongue. She could smell clean sweat,
male musk, and something distinctly Matthias underneath it all. “Would you like
me to show you how rapacious I can be?” she teased.
“Another night, perhaps,”
She heard a promise in his voice. “Tonight, milady, I plan on doing the
boarding.”
His arms tightened around
her and he got up with a soft grunt, carrying her to the bed and dropping her
onto the silk coverlet. She bounced with a giggle and rose up on her elbows,
watching avidly as he pulled off his shirt and breeches. Regular riding and
sparring matches with his guard had kept him muscled and firm, and she could
spend hours running her fingers over the curves and dips of his body,
particularly his broad, furred chest. The flickering light from candle and
fireplace transformed the hair there into gold and amber sparks, trailing down
his carved abdomen before spreading into a darker nest of curls around his
rising cock. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the delicious ache that
always grew between them when he stripped like this for her.
He cupped himself,
squeezing the shaft hard enough to make the sheathed head bulge. “Still want a
statue of me?” he asked, with the cheerful arrogance of a man who knew he was
desired.
She licked her lips. “More
than ever.”
He glanced down at his
swelling flesh and grinned. “You can’t scare me, you know. I’ve seen the kind
of statuary you have in Hellas. I doubt anyone would bat an eyelash at it.”
“Bat an eyelash, no. Be
violently jealous of me, yes.” It was her turn to tease, and she took her time
unfastening the brooches that held up her gown. She slid the delicate fabric
over one breast, then the other, letting it caress her hardening nipples. The
sensation made her shiver. Cupping one breast, she rolled the peak between her
fingers, imagining his hot, wet mouth around it. “The question is, what will
your future subjects think when they see the statue of me?”
Matthias put a knee on the
mattress. The movement made the furred sac between his legs swing a bit, and
she reached out to cradle it, enjoying how he shivered at her touch. “The women
will weep from envy, and the men will all fall in love with you,” he murmured,
his voice rough and needy. “And none of them will ever have you.”
“No, they won’t,” she
breathed, letting him push her onto her back. The ache between her hips grew,
turning into a slow, sweet throb. “Only you, my love.
About Nicola
Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of "y'all," much to her Chicago family's dismay. Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn't until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...)
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