Desperate to escape the confines of a pending marriage, Lady Godiva wants one night of sex she'll never forget.
Have you ever heard of the erotic tale of the beautiful Lady Godiva? Sweet As Fire is a paranormal alternate reality retelling of this old legend brimming with witch fire, evil deeds and love at first sight.
Godiva is desperate to escape the confines of a pending marriage to a man much too old for her. In an attempt to seek comfort, Godiva demands her friend, a witch, find an attractive man for one night of prolonged sex during the Beltane festivities in the England of 1070. The witch complies even as a Hidden Observer covertly watches Godiva with wicked intentions of his own towards the determined noblewoman. Godiva finds herself in a lightning fast relationship with a handsome peddler who has long buried secrets of his own and is on the run from the law. Can their erotic encounter last beyond the intricacies of the evil about to submerge them?
Reader Advisory: This story contains one scene of female/female intimacy.
Publisher Note: This book was previously released at another publisher. It has been revised and re-edited for release with Total-E-Bound.
General Release Date: 5th December 2011
Beltane, 1070 AD
Lady Godiva’s philosophy of life had taken a drastic turn near the break of dawn. On Beltane morning, she usually rose from her bed and bathed in the dew gathered at the break of day so her beauty would be enhanced throughout the coming year. She didn’t mind if it was a myth. She enjoyed the chilled dew, collected in a wooden bucket, sluicing over her warm, bare skin, tickling the back of her neck, swirling down one nipple and into the thick hair on her mound before it trailed down the inside of a satin-smooth thigh. Her attitude had been quite simple - enjoy life and the little pleasures that came with it. This morning, instead of enjoying the sensation of the dew pouring over her body, she had been curtly ordered into her stepfather’s presence.
She held her head high and her shoulders straight. Why had he called for such an early meeting, something he had never done before? He stood with his broad back to her. She stared at a point on his left shoulder, waiting for him to speak. His salt-and-pepper hair gave him a dignified air, befitting his lordly status. She hated him with a passion that almost choked her. He had taken the place that was rightfully her mother’s these last six years.
Candles flickered in their sconces and lit the council chamber against the drab greyness of the pre-dawn. A line of guards stood sentinel along the stone walls behind her, as did her matronly chaperone. Godiva couldn’t fathom what Leuric was looking at in the murkiness below the castle. Perhaps he was keeping her waiting to show her who was lord and master here. Night wasn’t yet over and there couldn’t have been much to see. In the chamber, the light of the candles was supplemented by a merrily crackling fire in the hearth to one side.
"You are to wed Lord Guermont come tomorrow noon." He still didn’t turn.
"Lord Guermont? You mean that old axe with the belly of a fat pig and beady eyes like those of a ferret?" she cried out. Fearful images of an old man taking his pleasure on her nineteen-year-old body came to mind. Her heart raced with apprehension. She would never allow that to happen.
Her rebellious words caused Leuric to face her, and the chaperone to blurt out in a tiny whisper, "Milady, you shouldn’t speak so. ‘Tis unladylike behaviour."
Godiva didn’t flinch at her stepfather’s heated gaze, nor at her chaperone’s clipped words. Not even when Leuric raked his eyes down her body and back up again. "I’ll have no death-warmed-over taking me to bed," she insisted, meeting his keen eyes.
Her stepfather shifted, almost imperceptibly. "Mistress Altmont, if your lady was not so attached to you, I would dismiss you immediately. You have failed in your duties to raise a woman to speak to her lord with due respect." He levelled an angry look at Godiva. "As for you, the arrangements have already been made. You will be officially wed tomorrow."
"I will have none of it." Godiva’s breasts heaved up and down and her ears began ringing. This could not happen. Not to her.
"I’m sure you know of the custom of wedding by proxy. A courtier from Lord Guermont’s court will take the honourable knight’s place and pledge his worldly goods to you."
Of course the bastard would - in exchange for a goodly dowry on Leuric’s part. "You mean he will want the right to get children on me!" Godiva flashed back, resenting Leuric’s power.
He gave her a dark, warning look. "I will have none of your insolence."
"Insolence? Did you ask me what I wanted before you went ahead with this sham? I won’t marry an old pig!" The thought of having an elderly man fucking her repelled her to the point where she thought she would gag.
Her stepfather rubbed his thumb and forefinger together at thigh level. His eyes suddenly held no expression. He smiled. "You are of consequence for only one reason and I need hardly explain myself to you."
Aurora Rose Lynn, a bestselling erotica author, lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and conure. She enjoys writing romance with a sensual twist but first and foremost, her stories must be about love. When she isn't writing romance, she writes young adult and fantasy stories under a pen name.
Reviewed by Whipped Cream Reviews
I actually really enjoyed this retelling of a historic tale with a twist. The author added in a paranormal aspect to it, not too much but enough to give it a mystical feel...the story was entertaining...
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