Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A Kissing Kind of Morning

Luc and Izzorah.

A new, unpublished scene set in the Tarthian Empire, featuring Luc Saint-Cyr and Izzorah Ceeow from Surrender Love.

 By Kayelle Allen


The immortal Luc Saint-Cyr woke, but didn't open his eyes. The mussed bed felt damp from the hours of lovemaking the night before, but with Izzorah still in it, Luc had no desire to get out. He surrendered to the feel of a kiss, followed by the gentle lick of Izzorah's scratchy catlike tongue. He shifted toward his Kin lover and drew him closer, tightening his arms around the muscled body.
"Good morning, Rah." He opened his eyes. The emerald gaze and sweet smile greeting him made Luc smile. He curled one hand into his lover's dark hair. "What a fine sight you are first thing in the morning."

Izzorah's Kin ears came forward in a catlike expression of curiosity.
Luc kissed him.

"I didn't mean to wake you."
"Kiss me awake any time you want."
Izzorah snuggled against him, purring.

Luc yawned, stretched, and rubbed his scruffy chin. "I need a shave."
"Don't get up yet. I need more kisses first."
He propped himself up on one elbow and smiled down at his lover. "Greedy little thing this morning, aren't you?"
Izzorah clasped a hand around Luc's and brought it to his cock. "Not so little." He arched against him.
"Mmm." Luc wrapped his hand around the thickening shaft. "Definitely not."
"I am greedy though."
"Are you now?"
"Yes. I feel like kissing you this morning. It's a kissing kind of morning." Rah pulled him down, opening his mouth to accept Luc's tongue.
They stretched across the bed. The immortal had spent millennia partaking in every art of pleasure, learning how to prolong the finest sensation, to tease, tantalize, and bring his lovers to soaring, extended orgasms. He brushed his lips across Izzorah's with affection, taking his time, tasting, relishing the way Rah relinquished control to his demand.
He traced the outline of Izzorah's mouth. "I want to teach you everything I know about kissing and making love. Relearn how at your side. Savor every touch of your lips. Every lick of your tongue."
The hot beauty of Izzorah's smile captivated his heart.
Luc pulled back a bit and brushed the back of a forefinger across his lover's cheek. "Did you know I'm the luckiest man in the Tarthian Empire?"
Izzorah hooked his arms around Luc's neck, ears forward. "You are?"
"Yes, and do you know why?"
He frowned in concentration, his nose wrinkling. "No. Why?"
He tapped him on the nose. "Because you're mine."
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Copyright 2012 Kayelle Allen
Surrender Love

Surrender Love
Not rebound, payback, loneliness, or great sex, and far beyond love. This is surrender.
Heat Level:  R=graphic sex, plus extreme cuddling, tenderness, and the seduction of a virgin who knows exactly what -- and who -- he wants.

Surrender Love is the 2010 EPIC Award Winner in Science Fiction Erotic Romance
Love Romances & More, Best SciFi/Futuristic 2009 Runner Up; Winner "Best Cover"
Romance Junkies Reviewers' Favorite List 2009
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