Tangles and Temptation by India-Jean Louwe

Author:India-Jean Louwe [Louwe, India-Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Fiction, Historical, Lesbian, Ménage à Trois, Paranormal, Romance
ISBN: 9781619267701
Google: TDjkx12iqpAC
Amazon: B008D30S9O
Goodreads: 15703647
Publisher: Siren Bookstrand
Published: 2012-05-24T23:00:00+00:00

* * * *

Kyra ran until her lungs burned like a gaping hole in her chest. She did not pause but ran straight to their room on the upper floor. All along her racing path, her mind scrambled to make sense of Eris’s assessment of the foe. He had clearly mentioned Sparta. From the tales she had heard they were a noble lot, fierce and bloodthirsty, but a righteous lot nonetheless. They acted justly and with reason. But there had been nothing reasonable about this attack, an attack on an unharmed woman and now six against one. These were acts of cowardice, not bravery and heroics as prophesized by the people.

She threw open the door and launched herself at the window. With her nose pressed tightly against the glass, she could clearly witness the battle below. The pathway was now deserted except for Eris and the peculiar formation on the ground. From her vantage point she could see the intent of the formation clearly. The men lay low, well hidden behind the comfort and security of the shields as they moved. They moved with practiced precision and accuracy, round and round. The protruding blades spun viciously with the movement, becoming faster and more deadly with each passing moment.

A sudden, eerie quiet descended on the battlefield. The movements continued, but there were no aggressive shouts or threats. There was no sound as each member focused inward. They moved with such surety and grace, they resembled an intricate display of dance. But this was a deadly dance. Eris could well be slain.

Kyra held her breath. Eris seemed to not do more than evade. She scrunched her nose. Why was he not fighting back? He simply leapt into the air each time the formation approached. And even that he waited until the last possible heart-wrenching moment before vaulting up. She could not understand. They were still men beneath that shell of metal. She could see their heads plainly.

Realization came slowly. Eris had not the advantage of height. His view was obscured by the shields. But she realized another fact as she watched him leap once again. He leapt late in order for the formation to be as close as possible. Each leap afforded him a view. He was trying to gauge what she saw clearly. He wanted to see above their shelter, within the heart of the attack.

Kyra silently applauded his brilliance. She admired his body as he moved, fluid and smooth. There was no hesitation, no doubt. His purpose was clear, and he patiently worked toward it. The lashing blades upon the spinning ball began to get closer and closer to slicing his unprotected thighs. But Kyra had confidence in Eris. He inspired confidence, commanded respect.

Kyra sighed in wanton wonder as she watched his body. His large frame moved with expert grace. Long, strong legs leapt with powerful thrusts and landed almost tenderly without once wavering. His torso twisted and stretched with effortless splendor as he still continued to swing his sickle. Kyra watched, fascinated.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.