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In celebration of Valentine's Day, we are shaking things up a bit at Evernight Publishing. In celebration of Valentine's Day, love is in the air and on the pages. I've decided to go sweet and hot for my contribution.
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THE CURSE OF THE SCARAB KING
Hero. Guardian. The next Pharaoh of Egypt until Setti is cursed to live forever, sentenced to spend it in a sarcophagus. Over three thousand years pass until he is found by Kate Martin, an American Archeologist. His savior. Thrust back in time to fix history and claim his crown, Setti and Kate fight their attraction, determined to do what is right and honorable.
was always first in his heart until he met Kate. Egypt
Trouble follows her like the plague and yet he finds her more intriguing than any adventure or campaign he had led. Can he risk loving her or will his family curse claim her as it had so many others in his life? Can love save him or condemn him to a hell of another sort—life without Kate Martin by his side?
Here's Setti and Kate's first love scene ....
Nervous, she rubbed her arms. The chill of foreboding invaded her, almost like the hand of death coming for her. Could she avoid being sacrificed? Was it possible to change the future without damaging the natural course of Destiny?
Returning to her chamber, anger welled anew at what Setti ordered done to Sabni. Why didn't he wake her up?
As she reached for the door handle, a large hand closed over her shoulder. Reacting violently to her assailant, Kate raised a fist to strike. Setti captured her fist in his hand, shaking his head at her, much amused by her attempt to hit him.
“Easy, little one, it is only I come to make sure you are well.” He frowned when she jerked her hand free of his grasp. “Why are you angry? Is something amiss?”
“Amiss? You shackled a helpless, crazy man! How could you do that to Sabni? He trusted you to take care of him, not treat him like an animal.” She nearly shouted at him, far too angry to care if the whole palace heard her.
His handsome face visibly hardened, and his strong jaw tightened in anger. Setti dragged her inside her room. She tried to shake off his firm grasp, but his grip only tightened, refusing to let her go.
Whipping her around to face him, he spoke through clenched teeth, “Kate, cease or I shall have you bound and gagged!” When she glared at him mutely, he explained more calmly, “I did what I thought best to protect him from hurting himself and others. You needed your rest and to eat a good meal before tending Sabni. I’m not proud of what I did, but there was no other safe alternative.”
Turning her back to Setti, she whispered, “Please, I’m tired, and I’d like to be alone.” She was more than tired; she was scared.
What she was about to embark upon tomorrow was far more dangerous than what she endured with Setti by her side as they crossed the desert. But to protect him and end the plans Mike had with the Pharaoh Queen, she had to do this for Setti.
“Kate? I —”
She cut him off. “Goodnight, Setti.”
Throwing up his hands in frustration, Setti stormed away, slamming the door behind him. Fury ran rampant. Entering his own chamber, he slammed that door even harder. He paced back and forth, frustrated unable to do a damn thing about it. From deep within him a yearning rose, mingling with his anger. After all he was and had done for family and country, Setti felt cheated. His entire life had been dedicated to Egypt and her people, never expecting more, always knowing where his duties lay. Here, he stood alone in a room not his own and the woman who made his blood boil from desire, and hard from wanting her, was forbidden to him.
By RA, she had surprised him tonight when she arrived for dinner. He'd about swallowed his tongue, mesmerized by the very different Kate Martin. There was an ethereal glow about her, drawing him to her as a moth to the flame, and Setti wanted to be burned by her flames. To him, she had always been beautiful, but tonight she was stunning. Hair groomed to polished crimson, lighter streaks highlighted by the golden glow cast by the oil lamps. Violet eyes, lined by black galena, were dark with uncertainty as she waited for his approval. He knew he should have issued his approval of her, but the words had stuck in an increasingly tight throat. Desperate to hide his feelings for her from his astute grandfather, he was also desperate to take her in his arms and make love to her until they shattered and collapsed, well sated. Then there was his vow.
Anger deflated in a rush.
Removing his armbands, wristbands, and the pleated shoulder shawl, Setti glared at the lonely bed. Anger rushed back with a vengeance. Why deny himself? He was already cursed. What more could he be made to suffer? Why deny himself the pleasure of being in Kate’s arms?
Swearing under his breath, he charged back to Kate’s chambers, determined to end the ache for her, once and for all.
Wearing a sinfully designed black nightgown, the material delicately woven with iridescent threads of greens and gold, Kate sat at the dressing table with her head in her hands. Resigned to her fate of forever driving men away, she sat up and removed the clasps from her hair and began brushing the long length to soothe her troubled mind.
The door burst open, admitting Setti into her chamber. With an equal force, he slammed it shut. Stunned by his abrupt entrance, believing there was trouble, she rose to her feet until she saw the raw desire burning in his eyes.
“Woman, we need to talk!” Marching over to her, Setti stopped in mid-track. His gaze dropped downward, and he nearly tripped over his own feet.
About to retort how she hated being called “woman”, Kate frowned, wondering what in the hell he was staring at. Looking down at herself, she gulped, alarmed by the delicate material clinging to her taut breasts. Her curves were illuminated by the lamps lit behind her.
To further her horror, the soft nest of curls at the apex of her legs was where his hot gaze centered. Her gaze shot upward to meet his, astounded as his eyes darkened, and his nostrils flared as if he were breathing her into him. Dropping her gaze, she stared, transfixed, by his growing erection, the long length swelling under the white loinskirt he wore. In one bright, startling instant, she realized he wanted her! Uncertain what to do or say, she knew he could never love her, not with her being a foreigner and a woman from the future. Was lust enough for her?
He took the final step separating them. His hand slowly rose to cup her cheek, sliding to curl his fingers around her nape. The rough pad of his thumb gently caressed the fullness of her bottom lip. Growling, he yanked her to him as he captured her mouth in a kiss unlike anything she'd experienced kissing him or ever read about. This was a Setti she never knew existed, and when his tongue forced its way through, against hers, he demanded she answer his need.
And she did. God help her, she responded to him with all her heart. Aroused beyond all rational thought, Kate clung to his strength, her knees weak as his tongue probed, his hard mouth slashed to devour her. His large hands glided down her back, cupping her rounded bottom, dragging her hard against his arousal, moaning from the pleasure of him finally touching her without restraint. She gasped, dragging in precious air when his firm lips curved along the column of her throat. Silky and rough, his tongue swept along her skin, drawing her bliss to new heights. When he lifted his head, Setti looked deep into her eyes. His own were hooded, dark and fierce. Passion had transformed him, the intensity and the yearning made him beyond gorgeous, beyond human beauty. And he wanted her!
When she closed her eyes, he murmured roughly in her ear,“Kate, I will leave, if it is what you wish. Do you want me to?”
Her eyes flew open. She stared at him in disbelief, couldn’t believe her ears. Setti asked her if she wanted him to leave? Tearful, she stepped out of his slackening embrace. On his extraordinarily handsome features, he wore a look of absolute defeat, and it near broke her heart. Untying the loose knot of the sash binding the beautiful nightgown she wore, Kate shrugged her shoulders, and the garment floated down to floor. His eyes widened with renewed hope, nostrils flaring as she stood in all her naked glory before him, offering herself to him.
“You honor me with your beauty.” Setti untied the beaded belt and dropped it. The loin-skirt and cloth followed, letting the garments fall from around his narrow hips to the ground.
Oh God! Her gaze traveled over the exposed, hard length of his manhood. Startled, she noticed he was circumcised! Ah, hell, why was she dwelling on that when she saw how big he was! Her mouth went dry. Doubt assaulted her, and she worried she wouldn’t be able to accommodate him. She decided it was worth the risk. Wanting Setti since the first time they kissed, she stepped forward, trembling when her nipples, hard and taut, brushed against his bare chest, his erection pressed against her stomach.
“Make love to me?” she begged, the sweet ache of needing him to touch her more, touch all of her, to be inside her made her light-headed.
Setti’s head lowered toward hers, and his mouth claimed hers in a slow, heady kiss. Placing his hands along the curves of her hips, he urged her toward the awaiting bed. When the back of her legs bumped against the soft mattress, his right hand slid down her rounded hip, over a thigh to the back of her knee, bringing her leg up along his. Shivering at the intimacy, Kate tensed when he picked her, bringing her other leg up around his waist. Lord, he was hot! Heat and sex rolled off him in undulating waves of need and desire.
She trembled at the incredible feel of his long, stiff erection pressed intimately between her legs as he placed one knee then the other on the bed. Laying her on the soft mattress, he watched her in the same total fascination as she did him. She arched her head back, giving him free rein as his warm mouth trailed the line of her collarbone, downward. When his tongue rolled over a pink nipple, licking the hard, pebbling flesh, she writhed in delicious torment.
Electricity shot right down to her nether region and spread in liquid heat. Her wandering hands glided up the solid wall of hard muscles along his broad back, across his stomach and wide, powerful chest, delighted by the feel of his hot skin, the softness of his bronze-colored skin. Trailing up his throat, around his neck, her fingers lightly caressed the smooth skin of his head.
To her relief and increased restlessness, Setti leisurely worked his way down her stomach, running his tongue over her ribs, her belly button as his fingers trailed along her willing, feverish, quivering flesh. Nipping the tender skin along her inner thigh, he pushed her legs apart as he slid his body further down her. When his warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin, making her shiver in anticipation, whimper in agonizing anticipation.
She couldn’t breathe! The first touch of his hot tongue made her jump, unable to move as his big hands held her hips captive, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to her. Her whole body blazed out of control. Never in her life had she felt such rapture as he did things to her she never knew could be done simply using a tongue. As he delved deep inside her, she gasped, cradling his head as Setti made love to her. Her hips rose of their own accord, matching the steady thrusts. Frustrated, she needed more, and he knew it.
Long, lean fingers caressed her inner thigh, tracing intimate, sensual circles, working their way toward where his mouth tortured her. The heady strokes of his tongue were countered by the invasion of his index finger, working simultaneously, building the blinding inferno until she feared they'd both burn alive. Kate tossed her head restlessly as she rode the thrusts of his tongue matched with the increasing pressure of his finger. She nearly wept, so strong the emotions welled inside her, loving Setti more with every breath she drew in. At last, she shattered, curling to him, crying out.
Never in his life had Setti tasted anything so sweet as Kate.When she was more peaceful, he rose on his elbows and drew himself upward, his body heavy with a desperate need. He forced his burning flesh to rest against the silky soft skin of her stomach as she stared in absolute wonder up at him. Tenderly, he traced the soft lines of her cheekbones and rose above her, spreading her legs apart with a nudge of his knee. Taking his pulsing, hard staff in hand, he positioned himself at the entrance of her wet, hot flesh nearly losing control when her excitement bathed him.
“Kate, open your eyes. I want to see you when I claim you.”
She did as he asked. The desire in those shining depths made him grow painfully harder. When she laid her hands flat against his chest as she drew her legs up against his, he shuddered at the incredible feel of her opening wider for him to enter her.
“Take me, Setti!”
Bold, he thrust in her, working his hips in rhythm as she stretched, her sheath slick as she opened to accommodate him as he slowly worked his way deeper inside her. When he felt himself buried to the hilt inside her, he paused, biting his lower lip to keep from releasing his seed at the incredible sensation of her silken muscles embracing him. Kate’s hips rose sharply, demanding he thrust harder.
Curling his arms under her shoulders, he drew her up against him, groaning as her soft breasts crushed against his unyielding chest. Thrusting harder, deeper, friction quickly built as they moved as one. The walls of her sex constricted around him, holding him hostage. In response, he held nothing back, thrilled when she cried out his name as she climaxed. Her long nails clawed at his taunt buttocks, forcing him to drive harder inside her in shorter strokes. One final, hard plunge and he stayed, shouting, shuddering as he exploded inside her, emptying his seed deep in her womb.
Exhausted, they lay entwined, panting at what they shared.
Muscles twitching from the unearthly explosion of their bodies, Setti found he could not move. Kate did not seem to mind as she nuzzled his throat, and a smile of pure satisfaction made her features glow in the lamps’ light. Rising on his elbows, he stared in awe at the incredible woman beneath him.
“Kate, I—” Setti stopped. He dare not say the words he longed to speak. He had made his decision, and it was not fair to ask her to share a life with him when he would never die, but eventually she would someday.
She lightly shoved at his broad shoulders. “You’re heavy.”
Placing a soft, tender kiss on her swollen lips before lifting his weight off her, he shifted to his side to watch the varied emotions flitting along her expressive features.
Tracing the hard lines of his face, she smiled. “Never in my life have I made love like that. I didn't know it could feel so – so heavenly!”
A grin of pure male arrogance widened as he whispered in her ear, “Woman, you are welcome.”
Rolling her eyes, she snuggled closer to him. “Will you stay with me tonight?”
Rubbing his cheek against the silky top of her head, savoring the feel of her in his arms, his heart skipped a beat at the misery in her trembling voice as she tried to be brave. “Yes, Kate. I will stay.”
They both knew it would only make parting more difficult, yet nonetheless it no longer mattered. All that mattered now was to share every precious moment together, holding one another until it was time for her to go home.
Now, to head out and read other hot and steamy love scenes ....