Welcome! This is the second post in the "Unforgettable Lovers" Multi-author Event. I'm featuring two more authors today. Each author's chosen POV (point of view) character will tell what, in his or her opinion, makes someone an unforgettable lover. I personally love to get an intimate view of the characters.
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Today, I'm featuring books and POV characters by Danita Minnis and P.L. Parker...
Sofie is a singer, baker and a serious planner. When she finds her rocker boyfriend up against the wall in a vocal booth with a back-up singer, her five-year plan for a home and family is dubbed over like a bad music track.
Gray, a lusty ghost who acts like she is his long-dead fiancée invades her dreams and works her body over, night and after night. It isn’t long before Sofie’s plans include her beguiling lover, a ghost man with a plan of his own; be with me. Nice plan if you call that living.
Grayson Adderley: Love is not a ghostly illusion
I wasn’t born in this time, no. It took a few centuries before I was reunited with the love of my life. Sofie. Hair, thick and creamy like a cup of chocolate and skinny jeans reminiscent of pantaloons. The bluest eyes. I swam in them long ago when I was alive and still see in them the purest love, adoration and trust. You might ask, what does a
spirit and a living, breathing beauty have in common? An unforgettable love.
Need outweighs logic in the most memorable ways. My need to be near her again, uncover her body’s secret desires and make them a reality like no human man can. Her need to know secrets of the past in order to change her future. Want and ye shall receive. Never were there truer words spoken.
My advice to you is to be ready for your dreams when they come true. Sophie was ready for me. She brought me back to life. Well, not exactly but you know what I mean. Her need, my greed for what she poured into those skinny jeans…understand this; love is not a ghostly illusion.
Adderley’s Bride Excerpt
“Ah, Sweet Sofie.” He shifted until he was nestled between her legs. His arms came over her and as he helped her knead the dough, his shaft slid in and out between her legs.
She leaned her head against his chest. Watching his big hands over hers with flecks of the flour and sugar mixture coating the hair on his knuckles was an erotic vision of teamwork. She wondered how those hands would feel as they kneaded her flesh.
Their hands worked in time to the rhythm of his slide, in and out. Their fingers clenched onto the mound of dough as he pushed forward, and released as he slid out from between her thighs. Their heavy breathing was the only sound as they clenched and released, clenched and released…
A lazy heat flared between her legs, warming her to the core and making her hips rock back and forth. Her legs were giving way and she spread them wider to stay upright. She stopped kneading the dough to lean over and hold onto the island.
He grabbed her hair, wrapping it around his hand so that she had to lean her head back against him. “Don’t stop,” his gentle scolding tickled her ear. “I have not had a decent beignet since I arrived in these United States.” He released her hair and pressed closer. She was now trapped between the island and his lean hips. “I’ll hold you up.” His low chuckle was a hot vibration between her thighs.
Decimated by the savage Deg’Nara and teetering on the brink of extinction, the last surviving males of the once great Chiagan-Se embark on a quest to salvage what is left of their civilization. They send their remaining seeker ships into the void, searching for genetically compatible females. Time is running out, but in the far reaches of the universe, on an obscure and primitive planet, a match is discovered.
One thousand panic-stricken women awaken two hundred years in the future, captives aboard an unmanned alien spacecraft bound for parts unknown! How had they gotten there and why?
The males thought they came willingly. The females believed they’d been kidnapped. Full of hopeful expectation, the Chiagan-Se prepare for the arrival of their new mates. Terrified and furious at the inexplicable abduction, the women prepare for combat! And when the two sides meet, the battle commences.
POV: Tegan from "The Chalice"
Tegan scrubbed his face, brushing back strands of the silvery white hair.
“Love was a dream, a respite from the harshness of my existence. Then I met Kara, the human woman who was chosen to be my Chalice. She is unlike any female I have ever known. With her, I know laughter. Joy. Hope! My warriors and I were denied the warmth of a female’s breast, the promise of a family, a chance for a new beginning.”
It is hard to express what I feel for my Chalice! “She is the keeper of my soul, nurturing the darkness until it becomes light. When I join with my Chalice, we are one and I am made whole.”
He licked the vee at the base of her throat, noting the flutter of the heightened pulse beneath his lips. He tasted first one breast and then the other, laving the budding nubs and then suckling until the crests grew hard.
She moaned, sliding around to straddle his thighs, slim hands working at the cloth draped around his waist. “I want you naked,” she muttered, almost purring as she wiggled against his throbbing shaft. “Naked and ready.”
Ready? How could he be otherwise? He was not a half-male.
“I am,” he laughed, rotating his hips against her moist heat. “More than ready.”
He traced the tantalizing curves of his Chalice, memorizing every line and feature. Beautiful and exciting. Akin to the Chiagan-Se but distinctly human.
Did human females experience pleasure by means other than what he’d been taught? Were they aroused by the same methods as a Chiagan-Se female?