I have a new book out with Stormy Night Publications! TAKEN BY THE BARBARIAN is a sci-fi fantasy novel featuring a virgin princess and the sexy barbarian king who uncovers all of her.
Having spent her life confined behind the walls of an opulent palace where she could be kept safe and pure, twenty-year-old Princess Saraska is innocent, naïve, and utterly unprepared for what is in store when she is taken captive by Roark, the barbarian ruler of the planet Sentara.
To her surprise, Saraska quickly discovers that while Roark will not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her thoroughly any time he feels it necessary, the tall, handsome king is far from the ruthless savage she expected. His stern discipline and his bold, intimate exploration of her virgin body leave her quivering with need, and when at last he claims her completely his skilled, dominant lovemaking brings her pleasure more intense than she could have ever imagined.
Though Saraska grew up believing her people were peaceful, she soon begins to realize that she has been lied to her entire life. But when her own father conspires to turn her against Roark, will Saraska see through his schemes and trust in the man she has grown to love?
Publisher’s Note: Taken by the Barbarian includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
His heart constricted in his chest when memories of her battling the Loch of Serion flashed again in his mind. She had acted as no other Sentarian female would—they had the better sense to call on the men for help. But she defied his rule, had risked his punishment, and acted like a little warrior going to the girl’s rescue.
And then throwing a punch at the drunk father.
He smiled at that memory then instantly gritted his teeth at the thought of the drunk Alfred daring to try to hit her in return. He had procured a massive amount of control not to the break the man’s arm and hand it to him. And now with Byront ready to take his claim as warlord at Roark’s council…
He didn’t want Byront to breathe the same air she did, didn’t want him to even speak her name. He certainly had no intention of Saraska being left unprotected. She was safest in his private chambers. The citizens of Sentara trusted him, beyond doubt, but Byront would see the princess as Roark’s weakness and try to use her against him. He would not succeed.
“What are you looking for, Princess?” With time she would be able to handle his complete dominance. His cock roared at the thought of fucking her that way, owning every part of her so completely, she would become a part of him.
“A babe,” she answered without looking back at him.
He roared with laughter, unable to contain himself. She immediately released him, sat with her knees folded under her, her arms crossed and an embarrassed though haughty pout to her mouth.
“You are a heartless monster laughing at me so. I do not find it funny in the least.” She glared at him until he rubbed his hand over his mouth to bring his laugh to a grin at least. “Priestess Avelyn said the male puts a baby in a woman’s belly with his lance. I only just remembered that part, but I forget if she’s told me anything else. Is that true? How does it really happen?” she asked, still curiously looking at his cock. “Tell me,” she begged. “Unless that too was a lie.”
“Shall I show you how babies are made, Princess?” He dropped his voice. She had no idea how perfect she looked pouting at him with those beautiful translucent lips of hers.
She lowered her luminescent eyes to his cock and nodded slowly. Her arms fell away and the globes of her breasts fed his eyesight with pure bliss.
“Come here. Kneel between my thighs, girl.”