Sold by her family to become a submissive courtesan to a powerful man, Branwyn arrives in a strange new land ruled by the castle of Black Dorn. Horrified by Branwyn's lack of knowledge regarding relations between a man and his woman, her instructor, Duna Trea, begins her daily lesson in the art of bedding a man.
Excerpt:
“Excellent. Now we begin your first and most important lesson -
tragor. In your language, it has many meanings. But I believe duty is a good
word. Through your duty, you must submit. Submission is your tragor. Do you
understand what that word means?”
“Yes, Duna Trea. I am a very obedient person. When my aunt or uncle
requested I do something, I did it without question.”
“But yesterday I told you not to speak to anyone unless spoken to
first, yet you disobeyed me. And did it to Gon-Dra Malacke.”
“I am sorry,” said Branwyn. “I was frightened and confused. I…I did
not know who he was. But Leah explained these things to me.”
“So, do you state that you understand tragor?”
She closed her eyes and nodded.
“Then stand and remove your upper garments. Unlace your bodice, let
it and your sleeves drop to your waist.”
With trembling fingers, Branwyn tried to comply, but the laces
refused to undo.
Duna Trea waited while Branwyn fumbled with the laces. “Now your
shift. Expose your body.”
Branwyn’s muscles stiffened. A chill swept through her. “But I will
be naked! One should not expose one’s body to another. It is against the—”
A flash of anger filled Duna Trea’s eyes.
Remembering Leah’s instructing and her discomfort, Branwyn did not
want to cause any more pain to her. Surely,
Duna Trea knows it is wrong to expose oneself. She paused, hoping her duna
would rescind the order.
“Tragor.” One anger-filled word hung in the room.
Eyes squeezed shut, and bottom lip trembling, she reached for the
bow to loosen the front of her shift, tugged on the right sleeve and removed
her right arm. She gripped the material in her underarm and lowered the left
sleeve. Placing her arms in front of her breasts, hands clasped under her chin,
she raised her elbows, letting the material drop.
“Lower your arms.”
Three simple words cut Branwyn like knives. She tried to drop her
arms, but the muscles refused to obey. Tears slipped between closed lids and
trickled down her cheeks.
“Tragor, Dune.”
With every muscle fibre fighting the motion, Branwyn lowered her
arms but held her hands clasped before her.
“Place your hands behind your back. Complete exposure. Good girl.
Now step this way.”
Duna Trea stood next to Malacke.
Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Branwyn stepped over and
stood next to Trea. “Have you ever touched a man?”
Blurb:
Daryl Devoré
pens another hot read – the medieval romance -Branwyn’s Love.
The tale of a
young woman sold as a courtesan in training. Branwyn arrives in a new land to
begin daily lessons in the bewildering art of bedding a man.
The noblewoman
chosen to be Prince Malacke’s bride rejects him by bedding his hated rival.
Malacke turns his anger towards increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn
castle. And he succeeds until his attention is captured by the face of the
woman who will be his queen.
Note: This book contains elements of domination,
submission, and fetishes. If these concepts disturb you, please do not purchase
or read this book. Branwyn’s Love was formerly known as Black Dorn and
published by New Dawning.
About the Author:
Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines. Victoria Adams is Daryl Devoré's alter ego when she's inspired to write sweet romances with little to no heat.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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Hi Kathryn and Daryl, wow, this sounds like an awesome, interesting and hot read! Thank you both :)
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Roz
Thanks Roz. I think it is an interesting read.
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