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Hi, everyone!  Welcome to a sizzling sensual excerpt from EMBRACE THE MYSTERY, chapter 4. This third installment of the Blood Rose Series follows hunky Mastyr Quinlan and his unwilling blood rose, Batya, as together they must save Lorelei from the ancient fae.  Lorelei is an anomaly in Grochaire Realm and a key to winning the war against the dreaded enemy, The Invictus.

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Quinlan must keep Grochaire Realm safe from the enemy at all costs.  As ruler of his realm, a woman has no permanent place in his day-to-day existence. But when his lust takes him to Batya’s bedroom, he soon discovers he’s deep into a powerful experience that threatens to blow his life apart.

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And now, Embrace the Mystery Sensual Excerpt

From Chapter Four…

A soft vision of what the next hour would hold for her rolled through her. “I’d like a bath, Quinlan.  Do you have one here?”

“I do.”

“And will you bathe me?”

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Occasionally, Quinlan could use his brain, which he did right now.  “Yes, I’ll bathe you.”

He rose from beside the bed, his stomach cramping but the rest of him flexing in anticipation.  He was almost dizzy as he slipped into the adjoining bathroom, another large space with an enormous, made-to-order, black ceramic, claw-footed tub smack in the middle.  The tub faced another stretch of rocky hillside, patches of snow, the feathering of fur needles and a dark starry sky above.

He ran the water and lit several pillars of candles.

“Anytime you’re ready,” he called over his shoulder.

“I’m ready.”

Her voice, closer than he’d expected, startled him as he turned in her direction.  She stood in the doorway completely naked, her long, thick, wavy hair hanging almost to her waist.

He rose, his gaze falling to her large breasts and peaked pink nipples.  Dizziness returned because he could smell her sex and she was ready.

This wouldn’t be simple, not this joining, but he didn’t care, not right now.  He would bathe her, caress her, savor her.

She had a large clip in her hand and slowly drew her hair up, twisting it around and around.  Of course his gaze stayed close to the swaying of her breasts that these movements caused.  His mouth watered.

With her hair clipped up on top, she finally moved forward to stand in front of him.  He froze, not because he was intimidated by her, or by having her so close, but because he didn’t know what to do first.  He wanted to kiss her, touch her, pull her against him, play with her nipples and suck on her neck all at the same time.

But Batya had a different idea entirely.  She took his hand, spread her legs, and planted his palm against what was very wet.

She closed her eyes, her lips parted and she groaned.  “I have been wanting you to touch me so badly all these weeks.  Your vibration was one thing, but your flesh, any part of your body, how I’ve longed for you, needed you.”

He groaned heavily, surrounding her with his free arm.  Pulling her close, he slid a finger inside her.  At the same time, he crashed his mouth down on hers and kissed her, driving his tongue deep, then plunging in and out.

Quinlan, sweet Goddess.  Quinlan.

He could have brought her right then, a few quick strokes and a jolt of his vibration, but he didn’t want to.  He wanted to draw this moment out.  He’d worked her up for weeks, now he wanted to savor every moment.

He released her, rinsing his hand in the water.  “Bath first.”

She nodded, her lips still open, waiting.

He held her hand to support her as she stepped into the deep tub.  She stretched out, facing the window.  He let the water run until her breasts were two floating islands.  The water could have risen higher, but again he used his intelligence and shut the tap off.

Her pale skin looked exquisite against the black of the tub. He rarely used it, except when he’d been battling for days and needed to work some of the stiffness out of overused muscles.

Again, no woman had ever reclined in the oversized vessel, a small boat really.

Big enough for two.

“If I’m going to bathe you, I’ll need better access.”

“Good idea. I might get lost in this ship.”

He smiled.  “We wouldn’t want that.”

He stood up and stripped off his shirt, his gaze fixed on her, watching her.  Her eyes dilated, taking in his arms, his pecs, his abs and lower, as he shrugged out of the absurdly short pants, held up by the ridiculous tie.

“Perfect,” she whispered, her gaze on his fully erect cock. “Now come join me.”

She moved back, away from the side, as he climbed in.  What foresight he’d shown to have the dimension of this tub made so big.

From a nearby basket, seated on an ancient, dark polished stool, he took a washcloth and a large bar of soap, imported from the U.S., made in France.  There were many excellent perks to the opening up of the Nine Realms to their access points.

He dipped the cloth in the water then soaped up.  “Why don’t you turn around, let me scrub your back.”

Batya shifted in the water and, spreading his legs, he pulled her toward him, working the cloth over her shoulders and back, her neck, her arms.

“That feels so good.”

“Thought it might.”  He scrubbed in circles, working into the muscles and little by little, he felt the tension drain from her.

He soaped up again, and made his way up and down her arms slowly encircling her and leaning forward to wash her upper chest and gradually descended to glide the cloth over the swell of her breasts.

She leaned into him now, nestling in the curve of his neck so that he had the best view.

He let the cloth fall into the water, soaping up his hands this time as he massaged her breasts.  He had big hands but she was built, more than he’d realized.  He caressed down her tips and massaged them both tugging in rhythmic strokes.  The sight and feel of her breasts hardened him all over again.

She writhed against him, deep pushes against his chest.

Quinlan, that feels so good.  Everything you do feels so good.

Love your voice in my head.

Slowly, as he worked her breasts he started adding his vibration.  She gasped then moaned.

He nuzzled her hair as he massaged her, licking a line at her temple, flicking his tongue.  I want to do this between your legs.

She cried out and he gave her jolt of vibration.

Then he took the vibration in a line down her stomach, lower and lower, like he had so many times while standing across the street from her loft.

“She lifted a hand to caress the side of his face, her body turning slightly in the water, her breathing harsher.

He plucked one of her nipples and took the vibration straight to her sweet spot.

“Quinlan.  You’re here.  Oh, do it please.”

He closed his eyes, flicking his tongue against her cheek and drifting toward her ear. His hands pulled and pushed her breasts and his vibration now stroked her deep between her legs.

Do you want to come like this?

Yes, but don’t let it be the last.

Sweetheart, we’re just getting started.

He ramped up the vibrations and she cried out.  I’m coming.  Sweet Goddess–

He kept everything up until her hips grew quiet.  He dialed down the vibration and let his hands rest on her breasts.  He took deep breaths because he was closer than he wanted to be.  He knew when he wanted to come and it had to be inside her this first time.

She shifted slightly, to look up at him.  “I want to feed you, just a little right now.  I know you need blood, I can sense your hunger.  Take some at my wrist.”  She met his gaze.  “And you can feed me at the same time.”

His cock jerked against her.  He forced himself to breath and once more, showing intelligence, he nodded.

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Batya turned inside the tub so that she was on her knees. She’d seen the built-up lip at the back of the tub and knew exactly how this should go.

She extended her arm.  “Now rise up and balance yourself on the ledge behind you because I’m really hungry.”

His eyes had fallen to half-mast.  His beautiful full lips were swollen and parted.  His breathing seemed rough, which made her smile.

She inched closer between his knees.  His cock was right in front of her and straight up, ready for what she wanted to do.

Planting her left hand on his hip, she slid her other palm up his chest taking a moment to play with his thick pecs, to caress his muscles, to feel the curves of him.

When she reached his chin she drifted her fingers over his lips.  “Open.”

He parted his lips and she slid a finger inside.

“Now suck.”

He obliged her.

“And that’s what I’m going to do to you.”

His eyelids fluttered.

After a moment, she withdrew her finger, but held her wrist close to his face.  “Turn your head to the side, get a good angle, and when you’re ready, bite me.”

His whole body shivered, like he was cold but she knew it was just latent energy leaking out of every muscle because he had to sit there and hold himself together.

He closed his eyes and licked over her wrist several times.  His nostrils flared.

She watched, waiting for the moment.  She’d had vampire lovers over the years and this part always got to her, straight into her core where all the good things happened.

He pulled back his lips and his fangs emerged.  She watched as he struck.

Her body arched with intense pleasure.

Then he started to suck.

As her blood began to leave her body, more pleasure followed, different this time, invading her chest intensifying her lower pleasure.

Yes, she’d had vampire lovers, but not a man like Quinlan, not such a big man, a powerful one, a dominant creature, sucking and lapping and moaning as he took her blood.

She eased toward him now and looked at his cock, at the thick staff and broad head.

She leaned near and once more swirled her tongue, easing over the head first then drawing him into her mouth, the soft skin, thickened and toughened with desire, full of purpose and strength.

She sucked, a deep savoring draw of her mouth, her tongue rippling at the same time.  She moved her head to take as much of him inside, drawing back with suction, then descending once more.

She accessed her own vibration this time letting it leak out on her tongue.  She didn’t suck hard, just enough, and let the feathery vibrations float over him

Oh, fuck. I didn’t know you could do that.

She added a little more.

Fuck.  Me.  That feels incredible.

He drew harder at her wrist.

She didn’t do anything more than that.  She just wanted to work him up, to let him feel the pleasure, but she didn’t want him to come, not yet.

When she felt his agitation increase, she let go of his cock and leaned her head against his abdomen.

He stopped drinking at the same time, but moaned in short grunts.  “Don’t touch me.”

She’d taken him straight to the edge, just where she’d wanted him.  He deserved to be there, suffering a little, because that’s what he’d done to her for weeks.

She smiled.

When his breathing seemed more normal, she drew back, took his hands and pulled him back into the warm water.

He slid down into the tub and she stretched out, floating on her stomach, her legs behind her.

When he was settled, that half-smile of his on his lips, he stroked her arms and shoulders.

“Good?” she inquired, almost taunting.

“You know it was.  Nice vibration, by the way.  Never had a woman do that before.”

“Someone taught me the trick.”

“Somebody smart, I take it.”

“Too smart for his own damn good.”

He caught her arms and pulled her toward him.

She snuggled against his chest, sliding her arms around his waist.  He lifted her chin and as she leaned back to look up at him, he kissed her, a soft plucking of her lips at first, then deeper until he possessed her mouth with his tongue.

But he used no vibration, at least not yet, he just entered her, searching her mouth, then plunging a few times, making the age-old promise of good things to come.

He kissed her for a long time, then paused, waiting, calming down perhaps, or maybe just savoring, taking his time.  A slow build could be extremely erotic at the end.

He held her chin this time and looked into her eyes.  “My turn to do as I want with you.”

“Uh-huh.”  Like she’d argue with a man who could bring her with just a vibration.

Her internal well seized with anticipated pleasure, that soon what she’d taken into her mouth would be inside her body.

He shifted sideways and took one hand pulling her back toward the perch he’d sat on.  “Put both your hands there, flat, and hold on.”

Her breath caught as she sloshed through the water, bringing her knees up while he got behind her.  “Now lean over the side.”

She did as he told her and stretched out, but she was fully exposed, her bottom in the air.

Then he split her legs wide, pushing them apart.  He leaned over her and started at her waist just kissing her and flicking his tongue.  But gradually he began moving lower covering each of her ass-cheeks, licking and kissing, lower and lower, until he spread her down low with his fingers.

Her breaths grew quick and shallow as the depths of her began long slow pulls on what needed to be there.

He added a vibration as he reached her lower lips and kissed her.

She moaned heavily.  He flicked all around her entrance, teasing her with his tongue and occasionally sucking with pulls of his lips.

Then he French-kissed her, his tongue vibrating softly as he penetrated her.

He slid his hands around to the front of her hips holding her in place, then tongue-fucked her hard from behind, pushing his face into her body, driving his tongue as deep as he could get it.

Quinlan, it’s never been like this.

He grunted as he pushed.  Come for me, Cha.  Loud.  I want to hear you come.

She was so close again and her hips responded rolling into him each time he pulled out.

She felt a new level of vibration on her hips first, emanating from his finger tips.  The sensation poured through her abdominal wall, and reached the deep center of her.

Oh, Sweet Goddess.  Are you really going to do this?


He connected the vibrations, one that went straight through her body to meet his pulsing tongue.  It was like a shock wave that invaded her well, tightening her body.

Pleasuring erupted and she screamed as she came.

He moved faster, driving his tongue into her harder still, the vibrations reaching a crescendo that kept her own pleasure coming and coming, rising, falling a little, only to rise again so that her screams echoed around the room repeatedly.

Finally, as he stopped the vibrations, she began to ease back and what followed was a sweet lethargy that made her hips fall against the side of the tub and her arms dangle over the edge.  Her breasts were now smashed against the ledge but she didn’t care.

Quinlan rubbed a hand up and down her back and chuckled softly, a smug sound that she damn well thought he deserved to make.

“That was amazing.  Let’s do it again about a thousand times.”

Once more, his laughter flowed over her body.

He leaned his hips against her, his cock a hard missile.

“Do you want to come like this?” she asked.  Right now, she thought she’d do anything for him.  He could tell her he intended to tie her into a knot and she’d say it was a great idea.

“No,” he responded instead.

He got out of the tub and dried off then took his time peeling her away from the side of the tub.  She was still in a state of post-coital heaven and didn’t care what he did.  “You can drop me off the flat end of the earth now if you want.  I’m ready to go.”

He laughed once more.  He made her stand on her feet, but only to dry her off, then he carried her into his bedroom and laid her out on a thick layer of soft furs, another piece of heaven.

She watched as he lit a fire, one piled high and layered with wads of newspaper, a lot of kindling, smaller branches, then bigger logs.  It lit up quickly and burned hot, something the room could use, made of stone as it was.

When he was certain the screen contained the blaze and the damper worked properly, he came back to bed.  He lifted her once more, shunting the furs aside until she rested on silk.  He took the clip from on top of her head and pulled her hair around her shoulders.

“You’re so beautiful.  I think that’s part of the problem, why I want you so much.  No woman should be so pretty.”

He kissed her then, like he had done before, as though he meant something by it.  She wasn’t sure what, almost as though he wanted to take as much as he could because their time together had an end-point.

For the same reason, then, she responded in kind, taking her time with him, caressing his face between kisses, savoring the shape of his lips, even kissing the sexy crooked line of his nose, his strong cheekbones, and eyelids that often lay at half-mast because pleasure had taken him over.  She slid her hands into his thick, long hair.

His dark eyes glittered as he looked down at her.  The fire blazed beyond the bed, lighting up the room in fiery glow.  He’d ignited her kindling for weeks and now she blazed for him, needing him in every way, taking pleasure in stroking his arms, the swell of his back, his narrow waist, his tight buttocks.

Slowly, he made his way inside her, pushing his cock inch by inch, sliding easily into her wetness, the state he’d put her in, driving her close once more to the pinnacle.

She looked into his eyes and fell into all that he was, his strength, his command, his power, his dark sensuality, all that was lethal and fierce about him.  Her body weakened for him, submitting and surrounding him, holding him fast inside her, savoring.

“Oh, Quinlan.”

That half-smile emerged and her heart drew into a tight knot of something she really didn’t want to think about.

Damn him.

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Quinlan’s arms quivered as he pushed inside Batya.  He had her on her back, the place he’d been wanting her for weeks now.  He just never thought it would be because of a shifter-wraith, who was also part fae-vampire, now ensconced in his guest room for the rest of the night.

But right now, he didn’t care how this had come about, only that her lips were parted and swollen and he’d made her that way.  He flexed his hips, which brought her chest up and a slight gasp rising from her throat.

Sex had always been a thrill, but right now he stood on the peak of a tall mountain ready to fly.  His chest felt buoyant and yes, her wrist-blood had helped, but this was more about conquest and he loved it.  He’d conquered all her reservations, despite the circumstances, and now he took his prize with another deep thrust.

She writhed in response, pleasure evident on every twist of her lovely face and every moan from her long, pale throat.

He drove steadily now, lowering himself to balance on his forearms, her fingers clutching at his biceps in a way that made his balls tighten.  Pleasure accompanied every stroke, especially the ones where her hips pushed back in response.


He loved her feminine voice in his mind.

Her head rolled back and forth over the pillows and her breathing grew labored.  But each roll revealed the sides of her neck where more goodness lay. He’d taken her wrist twice, but not her throat and there was nothing so sweet, so erotic as neck-blood.

His body started to hum with increased desire, but he had to hold back so he slowed things down, which left her panting.  Finally, he stopped and leaned close to lick up the side of her neck.

“Yes, sweet Goddess, yes,” she whispered.  “I’ve been wanting this from the time you trapped me in the gallery.”

“Same here.”

He tilted his head, then released his fangs.  Saliva dripped.  He struck quickly creating two punctures then retracted his fangs and began to drink.

He had Batya in the most vulnerable position possible, his mouth sucking down her blood, his cock buried deep.  His body shook with pleasure and just for her, he started up the vibrations she liked so much and pulled his cock slowly toward her entrance then pushed back in.

Her body convulsed and a series of achy sighs left her throat.

So much pleasure, Quinlan.  I could die like this.

He wanted to respond, but couldn’t.  His body had locked onto his its target and as he drank down her blood, and drove into her, his hips took over.

Yet somewhere in the center of his being, he felt his mating frequency join with the pure sexual vibration he’d developed so long ago, and a fire burned through him.

He pounded now, sucking hard at her neck, his mating frequency seeking entrance.

Let me in. 

Your voice sounds hoarse, even inside my head.

Cha, let me in.  Sweet Goddess, I want inside your frequency.

I want to, but is this wise?

He didn’t care.  He kept pushing and his balls were so tight.  Still, he wanted all of her.

Let me in.

He felt her give way, so he rushed inside and that pushed him over the edge.  He released her neck and rose up shouting as his body rocked and pleasure streaked through him.

But it was the frequency joining that kept sending thrills up his cock, his abdomen, his chest, and that kept him shouting and coming, releasing all that he had into her.

Somewhere he felt her body writhing and heard her crying out then screaming as she came.  His vibrations were a heavy pulse through him and at the same time through her body.

He eased back but he wasn’t done.  He continued to thrust into her, stroking her deep.

“Look at me.”

She opened her eyes.  She looked almost panic-stricken.

Quinlan, my God.

“I’m going to bring you again.”

Her neck arched and he pumped her harder, his body winding up once more.

“Faster,” she called out.

He didn’t hold back, but pumped into her with his warrior strength, his vibrations at full bore, his mating frequency deep inside her own, possessing her, conquering her yet again.

“Oh, God.”  She arched her neck and screamed, clutching at his biceps, digging her fingernails in and it felt so good.

Pleasure rushed through his cock once more and his shouts lifted to the rafters of his stronghold all over again, the cry of dominance, of command, of having his woman beneath him, whose blood eased him, whose blood took away the cramping.

In stages, his hips settled down.  Her hands swept over his arms, his shoulders, his back, the way his hand had moved over the map earlier, a kind of claiming of her own, her land, her territory, his body.

And right now he was exactly that, without reservation.

He rested on top of her, his head joining hers on the pillow.  She slid her arms around him and held him fast.  She breathed hard, catching her breath.  He did as well.

He remained joined to her, his cock inside and both frequencies bathing in what he perceived was the warm nest of all that she was as fae and troll in their world of vibrations…

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Quinlan must keep Grochaire Realm safe from the enemy at all costs.  As ruler of his realm, a woman has no permanent place in his day-to-day existence. But when his lust takes him to Batya’s bedroom, he soon discovers he’s deep into a powerful experience that threatens to blow his life apart.

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Ethan, mastyr vampire of the Bergisson Realm, never thought to find his blood rose, the one woman who could ease the blood-starvation he’s endured for decades. But Samantha carries a surprising level of power as her newly discovered fae heritage emerges..

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  Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 3 – EMBRACE THE MYSTERY

Quinlan must keep Grochaire Realm safe from the enemy at all costs.  As ruler of his realm, a woman has no permanent place in his day-to-day existence. But when his lust takes him to Batya’s bedroom, he soon discovers he’s deep into a powerful experience that threatens to blow his life apart.

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 4 – EMBRACE THE PASSION

Seth, Mastyr Vampire of Walvashorr Realm, craves Lorelei, his new bodyguard, but he has a hands-off policy with those under his command. However, the sexy glint in her eye, as well as her wolf-shifter ways, keeps him in a fevered state. 

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 5 – EMBRACE THE NIGHT

Mastyr Vampire Jude has kept his distance from all women because he lost his wife and daughter to an enemy attack a hundred years ago. He won’t go through that kind of loss again. And he won’t jeopardize another woman’s life while the deadly Invictus wraith-pairs still pose a threat in the Nine Realms.

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 6 – EMBRACE THE WILD

Mastyr Vampire Malik has only one goal: to serve the realm he loves. Battling both the dreaded Invictus wraith-pairs and an element in Ashleaf Realm that wants all innocent wraiths dead, Malik can’t afford to get distracted. But Willow has already become an obsession as he lusts for the powerful fae whose blood he craves.

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 7 – EMBRACE THE WIND

Mastyr Vampire Zane didn’t want another woman in his life not after the dreaded Invictus killed his wife five years ago. He serves Swanicott Realm, the land he rules, and doesn’t want anything to interfere with his war against the enemy.

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorBlood Rose 8 – EMBRACE THE HUNT

Mastyr Vampire Ian never wanted to see Regan again. He blamed her for the massacre at Raven’s Overlook, an attack that killed his sister and her children. He’s convinced Regan enthralled him, using her extensive fae powers to keep him by her side. If he’d been in his realm that night, he could have saved 200 people.

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Caris Roane Paranormal Romance AuthorLove in the Fortress: Blood Rose Series 8.1

Mastyr Vampire Griffin hates his enslavement in Margetta’s fortress. He sought death a thousand times because of it, but was denied when the Ancient Fae brought him back repeatedly, forcing him to train her evil army. When a beautiful fae-slave, Sandra, tells him to live, he begins to believe his life could have more meaning…

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Caris Roane is the New York Times bestselling author of thirty-eight paranormal romance books. Writing as Valerie King, she has published fifty novels and novellas in Regency Romance. Caris lives in Phoenix, Arizona, loves gardening, enjoys the birds and lizards in her yard, but encourages the scorpions to inhabit elsewhere! Her motto: Live the Fang!

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