Moon Rise: The Joining

Moon Rise: The Joining

Coming soon from loveyoudivine

Blurb:

Laura has been searching for Horus for centuries. In her dreams they are together, but in real life her heart howls for him.

It’s only when they meet by chance that he helps her discover her true nature.

Here we were between fantasy and reality. We could meet and there were no judgments. I dwelled in this world every night, forcing my soul to leave my body and take up the mantle as Madame of my own brothel. I instructed women in the darkest, oldest, and most sensual arts this world provided. Creatures of all walks of life took pleasure within my walls. Even I’d taken a few into my bed, but I mostly oversaw the brothel.

“Remember what, mistress?”

I crossed the room. He watched my hair settle over my breasts cascading past my waist in silver and midnight streaks. Magic bleaches it moonlight and the dark of my nature burns it black. The corset I wore cupped my breasts letting them swing freely. Golden snakes adorned my arms. He assumed they are trinkets, but they were living serpents that I befriended over the years. One bite and he could die if he means me ill. However, he does not. He only desires to figure out why I’ve pulled him here. My hips sway ringing the bells sewn into my gauze skirt. He might think I was some priestess from an ancient and dead religion. They blue upturned crest of Avalon adorned my forehead. A five punctured scar branded the space around my heart. Ravens enfolded my wrists, but the one thing that made me the being I was are the fangs that my tongue caressed. My love and I have known one another in the past, but he’s only reawakening and discovering the luscious secrets of the night.

My fingers touched the side of his face. I peered into his deep eyes. “Think back, my beloved. We’ve been tied together for centuries. I’ve desired to see you. I’ve hunted for you over lifetimes and now I’ve found you.”

His dark eyes widened. “You must have me mistaken for someone else. I’m only here to pleasure you.”

I sighed. He didn’t remember. But that was okay. I could reawaken his deep memories and make him worship me the way he did before. I kissed him lightly. My other hand slipped over his shaft. His eyes closed in ecstasy. Even if he didn’t recall our lives together, his soul was trained to do whatever I said. My tongue parted his sensuous lips. I palmed his balls. He remained still, melting against me, yearning to touch me, but afraid to. His hands clenched. He wondered what came next.

“No, Horus. I haven’t mistaken you. Eons ago we shared the same lives. Back when the pyramids were new. The Sphinx was recently carved. Pharaohs ruled the land and gods were the ones we answered to.”

“Please, mistress. Don’t tempt me if you don’t plan to use me. I am your slave.”

Sadness gripped me. He was not my servant for lovemaking or otherwise. He was my soul mate. “You are not. Does it make you uncomfortable that I say these things?”

He glanced down and lifted his hands. “You have me restrained. If I am to pleasure you, these will not let me. You are a great woman of this house. Only you chose who goes into your bed. It’s an honor to be here.”