Tutoring the Queen by Sable Rose
In a kingdom where repression is celebrated, a sexually inexperienced queen meets a handsome slave who happens to be skilled in the art of delivering sensual pleasures…
Queen Atania is a woman torn in two directions: on one hand, she strives to follow the example of her late mother, the bottled-up former queen, by enforcing Divine Law in the kingdom over which she rules. Divine Law demands that anyone worshiping any other god but the state-sanctioned one must be punished.
On the other hand, there’s a part of her that’s more like her progressive father. In secret, she enjoys reading erotic poems and banned material that would surely land her on the wrong side of Divine Law.
Having grown up under a law that promotes sexual repression, Atania’s sexual experience is limited. Although, there’s that part of her that hungers for more.
When she receives the gift of a slave taken from a neighboring kingdom named Roka, the absolutely most delicious-looking man she’s ever seen, Atania realizes that it’s her chance to explore the depths of that deep inner hunger.
Unimpressed by her royal status, Roka sets about teaching her the joys of sexual liberation. Atania is swept away in an avalanche of desire by his kisses, touch and taste.
But then, Roka challenges her to take a stand: to choose him. What to do?
But before she can make a decision, something calamitous happens.
Having learnt that she has broken Divine Law, a faction of nobles seek to depose her. Queen Atania is facing a desperate situation; one she’s never encountered before…
One that could lead to the loss of her throne, her liberty and her man…
This book is an interracial erotic romance fantasy and it will be free from the 27th to the 28th of July, 2018
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"Literature is all, or mostly, about sex", according to Anthony Burgess.
Hi, my name is Sable Rose and I revel in being different. My passion is writing and I write only what my characters tell me to write.
I write morning, afternoon, night. Who needs sleep? Yes, I'm a writing addict.
In between writing-phew-I also read-a lot. And watches lots of TV and movies. I love dancing, listening to great music and I dream of one day being able to find time to learn both pole-dancing and belly dancing. I wish…
I adore traveling, and have visited over 15 countries and have formed friendships with people of varying cultures. I use these experiences to craft my stories.
I live in Lagos, Nigeria. No dogs yet. Definitely, no cats…
Here is a short sample from the book:
Propping her elbows on the iron balustrade, Atania’s eyes inspected the greens, pinks, reds, purples and yellows in the expansive garden six stories below. Even though night had fallen, burning torches inserted at various spots in the wall illumined the garden.
She sensed, rather than heard him step onto the balcony.
“You sent for me?”
Ay, that arrogant tone. Atania spun around, mouth set in a thin line. “You’re late.”
“I have other duties… my queen. After all… I’m only a slave.”
She scowled at him. He was trying to provoke her. She would rise above it. “Go and wait for me in my bed.”
Roka lifted his head, eyes constricting. “No.”
Atania’s eyes popped out. “Are you refusing to obey me? How dare you?”
He shrugged wide shoulders, black eyes glinting.
“Go to my bed now!” She aimed a finger in the direction of her bedchamber.
“Make me.”
She rocked back on her heels, stunned. This has gone too far. “Do you know I can have you whipped until the flesh peels off your back?”
He shrugged once again.
“Do you know I can have you torn limb from limb by horses?” Atania twirled around, arms extended. “What do you want from me?”
Roka’s voice was gruff. “Swallow my cock.”
“You’re crazy!”
“If you want me, first you must swallow my cock.”
She slapped him on his left cheek with all her strength.
His eyes widened, and then narrowed.
How dare he ask her to swallow his cock? Atania slapped him again.
On the right cheek.
His head rolled left.
She took a moment to breathe, to calm the fire burning in her chest.
Then, without knowing how she got there, she was on her knees in front of him, tugging down his trousers.
Atania gazed at the shuddering organ: thick, partially erect and straining at her mouth. She’d never swollen cock before. Any knowledge she’d gained had been gleaned from Nobo’s poems and Seneso’s graphic stories. She couldn’t believe that she, Queen Atania, Mistress of the Moon and Lady of the Fearful One, was on her knees, about to suck a slave’s cock.
She fastened her mouth on the tip. Ay, he was too big. Maybe she could start with sucking just the head. Her wet mouth attacked it, lashing it with her tongue.
Roka groaned. “Yes…”
Atania’s nipples stabbed at the cloth of her dress. His scent filled her nostrils. Hot sand, soap, sweat… and the taste… ay, the taste was something else.
She suckled that throbbing head. Roka’s hips shot forward. She must be doing something right.
Opening her mouth wider, she pushed down, cramming some of the chunky shaft in.
He groaned again and his hands grabbed her head, smashing her face closer to his groin. “Swallow it. Everything.”
Complying, Atania forced more of the huge shaft into her mouth. Saliva flowed from her mouth, bathing his cock.
She began to move up and down, sucking and pressing with her lips and tongue.
Roka’s hips writhed. “You’re a natural.”
She glanced up at him. His eyes were shut. The muscles in his belly rippled. So men enjoyed this too? Ay.
His cock pounded into her mouth, the head reaching her throat.
Atania’s eyes watered. Saliva gushed from her mouth. He’d filled her mouth and throat. She could feel him becoming harder and warmer.
Roka’s fingers fanned into her hair, scattering some of the pins that were holding it up. He grunted, hips banging into her face. “Atania… your throat is so soft…”
Her hands seized his balls, kneaded them gently.
The rocking of his hips intensified.
Reveling in the pleasure she was giving him, Atania drew her mouth off his cock. A trail of saliva was left dripping down his shaft. Her tongue drifted below. To suck his hairy balls.
Roka’s moan came from deep in his throat. “Atania, Atania… you’re driving me mad.”
His heavy organ thumped against her cheek. Her nose pressed into his pubic hairs.
“You do it so well…” Words spurted from Roka’s lips.
She lifted her mouth, leaving her hands to carry on. His stiff, distended cock was slathered with her white, gooey saliva. Ringing her fingers over it with one hand, she massaged him to extinction.
Roka exploded, spraying her face and chest with his hot spunk.
Atania blinked, shocked, as his semen pummeled her.
“Yes… yes… yes…” he was trembling, hands splayed on her hair.
She shoved his hands away and got to her feet. Glancing down, she sighed. Some of his cum had splattered on the top of her dress. She frowned. “You’re going to have to clean my dress.”
He laughed and secreted his cock back into his trousers. “I should make you swallow my cum.”
“You’re insane.” Atania lodged her hands on her waist. “Now, will you go to my bed?”
Roka stared into her eyes.
Ay, what was it about this man? One gaze and her knees were shaking like those of someone with a fever. She hissed and twisted away, heading to her bedchamber.
“Where do you think you’re going?” One hand streaked out, seized her right arm and dragged her to the railing.
“I’m going to have you whipped!” she yelled.
He crushed her with his big body. Thrust two fingers under her dress. Into her ripe and ready cunt. His mouth landed on hers, shutting off her screams.
Atania devoured his mouth, ass bumping on the railing, legs widening…
Roka’s fingers circled her clit once more and her hands were clenching, whole body tensing. She grunted into his mouth.
His mouth parted from hers. He kissed her cheek. Licked the spunk off her skin.
Atania clutched his arms, eyes closed, sucking lungfulls of air in through her mouth.
“I love you, Atania,” Roka said.
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