In Shadows

Whew!

As I stated before, I’ve been editing this chapter to include two separate points of view instead of the mass of confused ’she felt / she felt.’ Since I felt the scene was more powerful from Ursula’s point of view, that’s where it predominantly sits. But I didn’t want to lose so much of Azrael’s. Therefore, I added a bit of a scene in chapter ten to include how she felt about Ursula’s . . . performance.

Here’s a bit of a snippet:

The ground beneath them was hard, previously unrealized lumps of soil and rock digging into Azrael’s muscles. It would be best to continue this elsewhere.

Ursula emitted a disapproving moan when Azrael pulled her fingers free. She rolled them over, settling comfortably upon the lithe body. A keen urge to abandon the idea of her bed in favor of slaking her thirst with this vixen here and now gave Azrael pause. Ursula’s lips were swollen from kisses, slightly parted in invitation, her eyes closed. They opened wide as Azrael pressed her thigh hard against Ursula’s sex, surprise and abashment warring or her face.

“You are magnificent,” Azrael said. She stroked Ursula’s heated forehead, guiding wisps of mahogany curls away. “And I’ve yet to taste your sweetness.”

Shame gave way to a flicker of desire, and Ursula dropped her eyes. “Yes, milady.”

The demure action fueled Azrael’s desire. Gods, this one was so different from her other body slaves. She doubted she could satiate herself on Ursula’s offerings, no matter how hard she tried. Chuckling to herself, she pushed to her feet. Perhaps not, but it would be worth every exquisite effort she put into the task.

In other news, I spent yesterday beta reading a novel by KG MacGregor. Hopefully the manuscript will see the light of day as a book, eh?