Duty-bound to her husband, Nina lives her life trapped in his country manse, secluded from the outside world. When a demon enters her dreams and offers to alleviate her tedium, if only for the night, will she be able to ward off his licentious advances or does she have no choice but to succumb to him?
(A Cerys du Lys paranormal, historical BDSM erotic romance novelette)
Nina dreams of a life where she can study and explore the world. Her husband, Edwin, is too busy with his business and too old-fashioned in his ways to allow her many freedoms outside of their quiet country manse, though.
At least, that is, until one night Nina's dreams take on a life of their own. When she encounters Gideon, an incubus who accepts her inquisitive nature for what it is, he seems as curious as her and wants to explore and discover just as much as she does.
The demon of dreams proposes a game to help them get to know each other better. Demons play by different rules, though, and supposedly anyone who deals with them risks losing their body and soul in the process.
Those must be rumors, though. Just fanciful legends told to scare people. Right? Nina is inquisitive enough to want to find out. This is nothing more than a dream, afterall.
Or is it?
Warning! This irresistible ~7,800 word paranormal, historical erotic romance novelette contains scenes featuring an incubus tempting a dreaming woman into pursuing carnal desires, domination and submission, adultery, and ecstatic pleasure mixed with a hint of pain.
"You shouldn't be. I mean you no harm."
That caught her off guard. She stared at him, at his rugged features and attractive jaw. She wanted to kiss his cheek, feel the brush of stubble against her soft lips, but of course she couldn't. Except, why not? Perhaps he wasn't real and all of this was a dream anyways.
"I thought we could get to know each other," Gideon said, ignoring her hungry stares. "Would you like to play a game?"
"I should think playing a game with a demon is a bad idea," Nina replied. Perhaps she found him attractive, but she still had her wits about her.
"You think correctly!" The way he said it sounded gleeful, which she found odd. "Never play a game with a demon without laying out the exact rules. Fortunately for you, I shall do just that. It's a simple game, and one which I think you'll enjoy."
She frowned, brow furrowing. "I have no clothes," she said, remembering her state of undress.
"The game involves nothing to do with clothing. You may remove the rest if you'd like?"
He raised one brow, leering at her, his gaze wandered from the top of her head, down her long, blonde hair, to the curve of her collarbone, and along the swell of her breasts. There, he lingered, and she found herself excited by his stares, not knowing why. Her nipples hardened and he grinned in satisfaction, before continuing his inspection of her. Soft stomach down to her perfect hips and then he took special interest in the hidden slit behind her lacy panties. Nervously she crossed her legs, attempting to hide herself from view.
And suddenly he stopped and returned to normal.
"This game has no name, because it doesn't need one. The rules are simple. We sit on the ground in front of each other. I will braid a few blades of grass together like rope. Your task is to sit perfectly still and not move a bit. Mine is to tease you with the braided grass as if it were a feather. If you move, I win. If you don't, you do. There are no more rules than that."
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Published May 31, 2013
by Cerys du Lys ~ Sweet Paranormal Victorian.
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