Primal Magic: Swan's Lake
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by Adrianna Dane
Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/Fantasy
Description: A sensual tale of seductive shifters, good vs. evil, and enchanted lust vs. a unique, pure and passionate love in the magical world of Valliana ... Retrieving her swan cloak and finally managing to free herself from her brutal captor, Martine, a swanshifter, escapes through the enchanted swan arch into the world of Valliana, landing on the Donata estate. There she finds a world turned upside down as shifters are the norm rather than the exception. It is a world where she is accepted, where she can recover from her scars and pain and possibly find love. But first, an evil must be fought and a lover saved. With the help of others of her kind, Martine defies convention to make a unique pairing, never known in Valliana, to save the young lord, Reynaldo, from the darkness suffocating his land--and his heart. Will she die to save this newfound world? Or will the love of Reynaldo and a pair of unique swanshifters save them all? [Genres: Fantasy / Shapeshifter / Witchcraft / Magic / BDSM / Exhibitionism / Public Places / Voyeurism / Ménage (M/M/F) / Bisexual (M/M)] Part of the Beast Master Vol. II AmberPax Collection.
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: June 2007
14 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [81 KB]
Reading time: 51-71 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"4 Cups! ... Ms. Dane has written scorching love scenes that include multiple partners. There are also hot scenes with male on male action. In addition, this author provides [the reader] with an intense story of good vs. evil. However, this tale does not stop there; it also has a very creative twist. This book will have you reading it repeatedly."--Candy Cay, Coffee Time Romance
"4 Stars! ... I found the sex to be sensual and interesting, varied and hot, with exhibitionism, voyeurism, M/M/F and M/M scenes ... All in all, this was an enjoyable read, and I'm sure fans of adult fairytales will enjoy Swan's Lake."--Aggie Tsirikas, JERR
"She is very beautiful."
Reynaldo couldn't look away from the view of the serene lake surrounded by the lush forests. So different from the barren fields and fallow grounds on the other side of the estate.
At one time, the lake had been just as stagnant as the dried up land. Before she came. But only the lake and the surrounding woodlands seemed to have been affected by her magical appearance.
He felt Satrius's presence behind him, but Reynaldo was focused on the beauty of the swan who was about to take flight. He watched as her powerful wings extended and she glided across the lake, her mirror image reflected in the shimmering, clear blue water, and finally soared into the air. His gaze was glued to the arc of her neck as she stretched out, and he could almost feel the wind against his own face, the freedom of the sky as he followed the perfect symmetry of her form. He felt his soul reach out to her, yearning to soar with her.
His thoughts faltered as he felt Satrius stroke his long hair, drawing his attention back to the room. Closing his eyes, he absorbed the seductive touch. Satrius was a powerful magician and Reynaldo had summoned him to the estate in hopes that his magic would heal his land.
What he had never understood was that his own soul was much like the land, barren and rootless. He had been listless and despondent until the arrival of the magician and his entourage. Satrius had changed everything. He had touched a deep, hidden part of Reynaldo. He felt alive when he was with Satrius, saw things differently.
Reynaldo had been warned of the dangers of summoning Satrius to the estate. His magic was indeed powerful, but also very dangerous. This land was a legacy of his ancestors and he was losing it, yet he was unsure why. He needed help, desperate to restore the land to its former fertility.
Satrius promised it would be as it once was and assured Reynaldo his magic could do what needed to be accomplished given time. He wove a spell around Reynaldo–a spell steeped in dark lust that Reynaldo was unable to combat. Slowly, he was drawing him deeper and deeper into the web of passion from which he now felt no desire to break free. Yet still the land lay barren.
At least he felt something, even if it seemed he moved in a shadow world where he only came alive when driven by his sexual arousal. If Satrius could awaken something inside his dead heart, could he not also revive the land as he promised?
It was the man himself who mesmerized Reynaldo over the many months he had been ensconced at the estate. He had seduced Reynaldo until he could envision no future without Satrius being a part of it. Not only to return prosperity to the estate, but in order to convince Satrius to remain with him, he had finally agreed to act as stud to the protégé who accompanied him. Satrius had convinced him it was the best way to return prosperity quickly to the land.
Reynaldo did not love her. Truly, love played no part in any of the emotions he felt even when it came to his desire for Satrius. He was promised that as a child would grow in Belinda's womb, so would his land again become fruitful.
There were two reasons to bed the woman. The important one for Reynaldo was that the magic he wove with her would help his land and the people who depended on him. The second was that Satrius wanted the child to train in the ways of his magic. Reynaldo had asked why he didn't bed the woman himself if he wished an heir, but had been told Satrius was no longer able to sire children.
Reynaldo had given up a search for romantic passion and thought himself incapable of any greater emotion than that of the lust and need he felt for Satrius.
Until the appearance of the Maiden. Everything had changed since her unexpected arrival. Suddenly he was torn in his desires.
"She is not for you," Satrius murmured from behind him. He turned Reynaldo to face him, forcing him to looking deeply into the mesmerizing emerald depths of the magician's eyes. Satrius cupped his face and locked with his gaze, searching for his soul.
"She must have some magic to have healed the lake and the forest. I have run there, I know it has recovered. But why not the remainder of the land? That is what I cannot figure out."
"She has not the power you think she has. She is weak. She cannot give you what you desire. Only I can do that."
He looked into Satrius's eyes, felt his willpower ebbing, giving over to the magician. "Yes, I know you are right."
Satrius penetrated inside him, Reynaldo could feel the heat blazing from his presence. The lust grew to twine around him. Satrius tilted Reynaldo's head back and studied him closely through a narrowed gaze. "Do you? She should never have been brought here. She is not of our kind. Her magic is different. You must not allow her to come between you and that which you want."
Reynaldo felt the heat of him as he lowered his head and his lips claimed Reynaldo's in a demanding kiss that scorched through him. He felt his cock rise thickly against his leg. Satrius held him fast with his hands and with his mind. He wanted to please the master magician. He needed him and submitted to him, even knowing Satrius used him for his own ends as well. He could not deny him–they had moved far past that point.
Satrius broke the kiss and looked deeply into his eyes once again. "You know what you must do. It is time to send the Maiden away. She and her kind are a distraction." He stroked Reynaldo's hair and calmness dropped over him even as his passion soared. Any thought of his desire for the light of the Maiden disappeared from his thoughts as Satrius drew him forth into the passionate darkness.
Even in bringing the maiden to the house when he had found her wounded and unconscious he had defied the will of the magician, a thing he did not often do. Something stronger had driven him and he could not fail her, even knowing Satrius might leave him because of the act of defiance. Satrius demanded obedience in all things and would accept nothing less.
"I will tell her she and the others must leave now that she is healed. I could not send her away when she was so near death."
Satrius slipped his shirt over his head, baring his muscular chest, taunting him with his flesh. "Soon."
Copyright © 2007 Adrianna Dane.