Sunday, April 22, 2012

Naughty Fairy Tales Blog Hop









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Blurb from Rendezvous with Rumpelstiltskin:





Finn Rumpelstiltskin is a wealthy playboy descended from a long line of European royals. A count with boyish good lucks and an infectious smile, he seduces women with the grace and skill of a master swordsman. Until an insignificant one night stand changes his life forever. Horribly disfigured by a spurned lover and her sorceress mother, Finn is forced to learn the meaning of the phrase, Beauty is only skin-deep.
Katarina Krauss is a rare and exquisite jewel. On the cusp of womanhood, the talented weaver must decide whether to save her family from financial ruin, or follow her heart. Thrust into the hands of Aleksander Othman, a ruthless warlord eager to manipulate her gift and steal her virtue, Katarina must spin a heap of straw into a stack of gold.


Will Finn’s magic help Katarina escape Aleksander’s evil clutches? Can he win her heart and reclaim his soul?




Here's an excerpt from my twisted, tantilizing interpretation of Rumpelstiltskin.




Katarina rose up off the mattress, her hands reaching for his
sex. But Aleksander wouldn’t allow it. He shoved her back down and
hovered above her as his cock pushed against the entrance to her
womb. He rubbed it over her folds, letting her succulent nectar serve
as lubrication. Then suddenly, he stopped short. The constant pressure
of his shaft pressed firmly against her throbbing clitoris almost drove
her insane.

Propped up on her elbows, Katarina yanked on his half buttoned
shirt and pulled him into her embrace. She kissed him hard
before whispering softly against his lips. Her heated breath came out
as a hoarse, needy purr.

“What are you waiting for? Take me now.”

Aleksander arched his back, his rigid stance setting Katarina’s
nerves on edge. “No, I can’t. You’re worth more to me as a virgin.
But wait here. I have an idea.”

Stepping out of his trousers, Aleksander hopped off the bed,
ran to the armoire, and flung open a drawer. On his way back, she saw
a small white vial filled with a clear liquid in his hand. Before he
could distract her with its contents, Katarina cleared her throat and sat
back against the iron bedpost.

“But what about the other girls? They weren’t virgins.”


Aleksander’s eyes shot open as he returned to the bed. He set
the vial down on the pillow and straddled her legs. His nefarious sneer
sent shivers down her spine as he leaned in, leaving passionate kisses
from her earlobe down to her throat.

“You heard about them, did you? Why am I not surprised?”
He tried to capture her lips once again, but Katarina turned away.

First, she had to know the truth.

Her captor reared back, his expression turned austere. “I was
sloppy and impatient. But the third time’s a charm. Besides, I can
fetch more coin from a single virgin than I could for half a dozen
sniveling infants.”

Katarina sighed, then lifted her fingers to tease the mass of
dark curls on his chest. “Mmm. Interesting. Are you sure I can’t
persuade you to keep me?” She edged forward, her tongue darting out
to taste his provocative lips.

Aleksander never bothered to answer. Instead, his body did the
talking. Rough, talented hands wandered over her hips and lower
between her legs, massaging the entrance to Katarina’s womb as he
toyed with her slick folds. Two fingers delved into her pussy,
pumping in and out until she writhed and moaned in pleasure. Her
juices drizzled down his arm and soaked the white down comforter.

While she was preoccupied, her captor took a third finger and inserted it into the tight recesses of her anal cavity. She felt the walls of her ass contract and burn. Smoldering flames burst from her loins as his digits flitted and flared at a smooth, rhythmic pace. The white-hot
heat was all-consuming, igniting a raging inferno from deep within.

Without warning, Aleksander pulled away. He snatched up the
vial of liquid, flipped open the top, and poured its thick, syrupy
contents into his palm. Then he rubbed the gel-like substance over the
head of his rigid shaft. Once it was lathered in the clear liquid, he
pressed it against Katarina’s curvaceous back door.

“Do it, Aleksander. Fuck my ass.”

He didn’t need any more coaxing. Aleksander surged forward,
pushing past his lover’s restrictive barriers in slow, even thrusts until
he was seated to the hilt. His stiff erection stilled inside her as
Katarina’s fingernails dug into his bulging biceps. She moaned aloud
as his cock throbbed against the walls of her sweet rear. Its snug
sensitivity fed her bold, blistering desire with searing pleasure-pain
strokes. A moment later, he began to pummel her previously untouched
flesh.

“Damn, woman. Your ass is milking my cock. I’m ready to
come already.”

Aleksander followed his words with a firm, deliberate flick of
his thumb against her distended clitoris, pushing Katarina over the
edge of ecstasy. She screamed his name and clamped down on his
pulsating cock. Suddenly, he pulled out, and his shaft shook in violent
succession as it spewed a spray of hot, white cream all over her bare
abdomen.

Aleksander turned over onto his back, resting his head on the
pillow next to her. His sinister laugh reverberated throughout the
dungeon. “Not bad. Not bad at all,” he said as they both took deep
inhalations of air into their starved lungs. Then it grew silent as
Katarina lay on the mattress, contemplating the sheer magnitude of what had transpired between them. Aleksander remained quiet as
well.

After a few minutes, she heard a commotion brewing outside.
A swarm of screaming voices clamored against the stone walls. She
looked up and saw a cloud of billowy smoke that blanketed the night
sky and filtered in through the arched window.

“Get dressed, and collect your belongings. Be ready to depart
at a moment’s notice,” Aleksander commanded her as he pulled his
trousers over his hips and rushed out of the dungeon without another
word.





Buy Links for Rendezvous with Rumpelstiltskin:



Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Rendezvous-Rumpelstiltskin-Naughty-Fairy-ebook/dp/B007IOGZMI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1335071550&sr=8-1


Evernight Publishing:  http://www.evernightpublishing.com/rendezvous-with-rumpelstiltskin-by-annalynne-russo/




Naughty Fairy Tales Trivia Contest:







Trivia Question:   What is the name of the village Rosabel lives near?







Enter to win a free copy of Rendezvous with Rumpelstiltskin by answering the trivia question using the comment feature below. Be sure to include your email address.



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15 comments:

  1. this was not easy... the way your worded your question ...I read all of the blurps and the excerpts... so this in my final answer...

    Argonne Forest

    Tamaria Soana

    tamariasoana@yahoo.com

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  2. I have to agree with Tamaria. I searched several sites and could not find any excerpt that mentioned a village. I could only find the mention of the Argonne Forest.

    Lynn
    lareynolds0316@gmail.com

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  3. Argonne Forest...love the blog...
    Yvette
    yratpatrol@aol.com

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  4. Argonne Forest
    chamblinh@gmail.com

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  5. I'm not sure if I got it right but Argonne Forrest is my guess.
    have to say that I absolutely love fairy tales retold especially Rumplestiltskin.

    Drmgrl99atyahoodotcom

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  6. Well I read the excerpt and reread then went to another post and read some more, I didn't really see any part that said the name of a town or village but it did say the Argonne Forrest so I'll go with that.
    Z
    Seawitch Reviews @ yahoo.com

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  7. If the correct answer isn't the Argonne Forest, you have stumped all of us readers.

    drainbamaged.gyzmo at gmail.com

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  8. I agree with everyone before me, it didn't mention a village name, but the closest thing is the Argonne Forest :)

    Eva
    evitap67(at)gmail(dot)com

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  9. I would have to guess that Argonne is the name of the village where Rosabel lives at the edge of the Argonne Forest.

    sassy.rose.1969@gmail.com

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  10. She lives near Bois de'Lune village.

    mythic021@gmail.com

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  11. Edge of the Argonne Forest

    authorleighsavage@gmail.com

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  12. thank you for the chance at such a great giveaway. i love these blog hops, they are a lot of fun and this series is great too.

    Question: What is the name of the village Rosabel lives near?

    Answer:Rosabel lives on the edge of Argonne Forest just outside Bois de’Lune village

    tammy ramey
    trvlagnt1t@yahoo.com

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  13. The answer: She lives on the edge of Argonne Forest, outside Bois de'Lune village. Thank you for the great giveaway and the fun hop!! Have a great weekend! ;)
    shadowluvs2read(at)gmail(dot)com

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