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  • Writer's pictureKryssie Fortune

Capturing his heart by #DarylDevore, #erotic, #hot, #romance, #twistedfairytale, #medieval, #bookset

Caution - One smouldering twisted fairy tale mixed with one hot medieval romance might burn more than your fingers.

Daryl Devoré has bundled two of her hot romances into a duology. A hot twisted fairy and a hotter medieval romance combined in Capturing His Heart and Branwyn's Love.

Excerpt from Dark Chocolate and Strawberries

A water droplet landed on Red’s cheek and startled her. She wiped it and opened her eyes. “Welcome back, sleepy head.” Chopper wiped his hand on his shorts and placed the glass of water on the table.

“Have I been out long?” She looked at her watch and wondered what time she'd fallen asleep.

“I've been here about five minutes.” Chopper jumped up. “Ok, now that you're awake, I just have to tell you. This song popped into my head and it's driving me crazy.”

Red dropped her tablet into her beach bag and waited for him to continue.

“It's the Red Riding Hood song. I think Sam the Sham and the Prophets sang it. It's like from like the mid-sixties.”

She shook her head. “Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs. And it took you long enough to get there. Most people start cracking jokes within minutes of hearing my name.”

“I wasn't focused yesterday. But today, I'm Michael Jackson!” He stepped right and left and snapped his fingers.

“Little Red Riding Hood.

You sure are looking good.

You're everything that a big, bad wolf could want.”

He spun around and posed, one arm at his crotch and flung the other up in the air. “Owooooooo!

Trying to keep a straight face, Red asked, “You aren't going to send in an application for that dance show thing, right?”

“What, you don't like my dancin'?” He shook his knees in and out and flapped his arms like a chicken, then made two-handed stirring motions, like he was in front of a large cauldron. “Why are you laughing? I'm just getting started.” He leaned forward and jerked up his right hand. “It's called the lawn mower. But, if you do it this way…” He straightened and repeated the pulling motion. “Then it's the chainsaw. Oh. Oh. And now for the big finale. The Moonwalk.”

He slid his right foot back and popped his left heel, then slid that foot back. Red had to admit he did a good version of Michael's famous move – until he backed into the waiter and knocked a tray of drinks onto the passengers seated near her.

Excerpt from Branwyns’ Love

“I want to lose myself in you. Knowing that, and suspecting the wonders I am about to discover, makes this discomfort more enjoyable.” Malacke ceased his caress of her body and focused on her breasts. He tickled his fingertips across her nipple. Branwyn closed her eyes and sighed.

“Open your eyes. Look at yourself. It is not only a man who grows when pleasured. See how they grow. How firm they become.” He leaned over and brushed a kiss across a nipple. It quivered. His lips parted. He licked her pink flesh. He slipped her nipple between his teeth, closed his lips around it, suckling her like a baby. Branwyn’s back arched, pressing her breast into his face. Her breaths changed from short and shallow to long, deep, contented sighs.

While he pleasured her breasts, Malacke tenderly stroked her abdomen. His gentle fingers left goosebumps where they glided across her flesh as his lips moved down her in a path of little kisses. He did not stop when he reached her dark brown patch of hair. His hands were insistent as they moved her legs apart. He lingered in the scent of her sex and the heat between her legs. Spreading her nether lips, he slid his tongue from her pleasure hole to her clit. He lapped at the sides, then circled her nub.

Branwyn’s body tensed. As his tongue moved, her pulse surged. Moans escaped her lips while she instinctively moved her body with each stroke.

Malacke slipped a finger into her pleasure hole and stroked her. He adjusted his position so his finger faced upward, tickling inside her while his thumb made gentle circles on top of her clit. He inched up the bed and while continuing to ignite the fires inside her with his hand; he teased her nipple with his tongue.

Uncomfortable pressure built in his loins, he struggled with not entering her. That joy had to be her master’s, the first entry. He forced himself to focus on her, away from what his loins were commanding. Guessing her moment was near; he increased his speed and was rewarded with the first spasm.

Blurb - Dark Chocolate and Strawberries

Dark Chocolate and Strawberries takes you on a hot romp on a Caribbean cruise. Esmerelda 'Red' Hood discovers her sweet granny is on a romantic cruise with a gigolo. Horrified, Red races off to save her grandma before it's too late.

On board, she meets Andrew Woodsman and Willem Olf. One a cutie with the biggest puppy eyes and the other - dark and sophisticated. Even with her grandmother's words ringing in Red's ears - Never trust a wolf in sheep's clothing - Red has trouble choosing which man is the big bad wolf and which is her happily ever after.

Blurb Branwyn’s Love

Branwyn’s Love transports you back to medieval times. It is the tale of a young woman sold as a courtesan in training. Branwyn arrives in a new land to begin daily lessons in the bewildering art of bedding a man.

The noblewoman chosen to be Prince Malacke’s bride rejects him by bedding his hated rival. Malacke turns his anger towards increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn castle. And he succeeds, until his attention is captured by the face of the woman who will be his queen.

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