Flawed Release Day!

It’s here! Today is release day for Flawed, the sensual tale of a princess in dire need of a bit of help and the two shadow elves who fall head over heels for her.

Elves and magic and betrayal and hot, burn-up-the-sheets love – this novella has them all. This is a fantasy for adults, a love story for everyone who ever felt the weight of the world rested in the throw of a d20.

I’m giving away a copy of Flawed – this one is open to anyone who comments here or on my release day posts at Beyond The Veil and the Samhain Weblog between now and midnight, July 2nd.

I promised a bit more heat in today’s excerpt – it’s here after the cut. I hope you enjoy the story of Emilia, Rorek, and Jo’el.

Flawed
Copyright © 2009 Ember Case

Rorek framed her face with his hands. He traced his thumb across the seam of her lips, lightly pressing at the plump softness. Then his lips were on hers, roughly demanding she open and let him in.

His taste filled her senses. The faint hint of wine lingered on his breath, teasing her with the promise of heady delights. Sampling the moist heat of her mouth he licked inward, lightly tickling the sensitive tissues within.

Shyly, she brushed his tongue with her own, and was inspired by his response to try it again. With the second tentative brush, he sucked gently, encouraging her to follow him into a dance of mouths and tongues. A shiver of heat shot up her spine, arrowing out into her veins and pooling in a liquid rush between her legs.

A sound of desire fought clear of her throat. At the noise, Rorek crushed her lips beneath his, sweeping his tongue deeper into her moistness and overpowering her exploring kiss with his own. He used his tongue to duel with hers, chasing into her depths and retreating, insisting she follow for a further taste of heaven. This was no slow wooing, no asking for her response, but a harsh and imperative demand for her surrender.

Emilia closed her eyes under his assault, all her awareness focusing on the intense heat that he was drawing from her with his kiss. A series of tremors had begun in her stomach, an ache she didn’t know how to ease. Firmly, he stroked the tender flesh of her mouth, flicking at her tongue, nibbling on her lips, stroking and licking until she craved him with an unknown hunger.

Behind her, Jo’el had loosened the ties on her bodice. He slipped his strong hands under the straps, further enflaming her already-heated skin as he pushed the fabric down her arms. Emilia felt a wanton pleasure as it pooled at her feet, leaving her standing in her filmy undergarments. Quickly, they too were slipped aside to join the dress on the floor. Jo’el ran his fingers across her bared back, exploring the pale skin he had exposed. His lips pressed to her neck, and with a curiously erotic motion, the guard nipped and licked the sensitive skin of her nape. He slid his hands between her and Rorek to circle around her bare midriff, tracing delicate patterns across her exposed stomach as he pulled her back against his body.

“Look at me.” Rorek cupped her chin in one large hand, holding her motionless in his grasp. Her eyes flew open at the command, then widened as she followed his gaze down her naked body.

His fingers stroked gently at a newly bared nipple. The sight of her tender white breast being caressed by his darker hand did odd things to her nerves. Slowly, he circled one ruby crest, making a sound of approval as the sensitive flesh puckered in response. He smiled down at her, the wicked charm that was such a part of him there to see. “Do you like that?”