Today I would like to give a warm welcome to author, Ivy Bateman, who is joining us with her new paranormal erotic adventure, The Fifth Story!
The Allure of the Sexy Witch By Ivy Bateman
Hello everyone. I'm here at Reading Between the Wines today
to promote my latest Breathless Press release The Fifth Story. It's a
paranormal erotic adventure about a girl named Bryn, whom after being lured
into the world of her own stories by the cunning Darkness has to carry out a
mission that will allow her to leave. This mission takes her though four of her
stories where she has to weave herself into the fabric of her tales and face
her characters, many of them being unsavory and not very nice.
One of the characters Bryn has to interact with is the
gorgeous and sexy sea witch named Melusine. I really enjoyed writing Melusine
and Bryn...she um...ahem...enjoys Melusine too, but in a different way. I
enjoyed spending time writing the witch character because I find witches very
attractive. Why? Well because they are unfettered and they have a wild nature,
an aura of free spiritedness that I think all women, artistic, creative or
otherwise possess. Often, women are not at liberty to let this side of their
nature selves free and will be drawn to characters in novels or movie that let
this side free.
Witches, whether they
are portrayed as hags or as seductive beauties, are most always sure of
themselves. They are very confident characters who have the ability to draw
people to them. Plus confidence is sexy and Melusine is a very confident
character.
I try to stay true to my arty nature. I've been a dramatic
soul all my life which was difficult for my family. They are more internal
emotionally, whereas I have always been a "let it out" kind of girl.
For most of my life I have been in touch of with "wilder, truer" nature,
but I didn't always this side out to play. However I have recently, in the last
few years become comfortable with the fact that I am happier living hand in
hand with my creative and naturally dramatic side and this part of me is out in
the open now for all to see.
Last year, based on
our interest in the book "Women Who Run With the Wolves", three other
women and I started meeting once a month to talk about art, writing and how we
feel living our lives close to our natural selves. We all wanted to be more in
touch with our inner wild woman, our confident and sexy witch. Over the course
of a year, all of us took steps towards new ambitions and creative ventures. We
all became a little "wilder".
Melusine is waiting to meet you and draw you into her world.
Perhaps it's time for your internal sexy witch to meet mine.
Blurb for The Fifth
Story By Ivy Bateman
Every day we encounter doors. Some of these doors are open to us and some of them are closed, but when we pass through any door, a different truth or mystery lies beyond the threshold.The night Bryn is pulled into a world of her own stories by a shadowy being, her reality is changed forever. Souls and danger, hauntingly beautiful witches, sexy and dangerous vampires, a soldier with a dying wish; she knows that each door leads to a story and to outcomes she can't control, but in order to return home, Bryn must complete a set of tasks for the enigmatic and strangely sensual Darkness.With four stories to enter, four items to retrieve, Bryn takes part in plot points so out of character that she almost loses herself in the tales she's written. More than once she questions her sanity and curses herself for creating such perilous realities, but she always remains focused on her goal; the creation of the fifth story.
"What is your name,
girl?" Melusine softened her tone and kneeled down on the floor beside
her. She ran a long finger over Bryn's freshly washed face. She leaned close to
her and breathed in Bryn's scent. Bryn could see the ocean in her
movements—feel the salt in her breath. The witch was intoxicating. She felt
herself suddenly drawn to Melusine, but she closed her eyes quickly and tried
to ignore her overwhelming presence.
"What is your name?" she
asked again as she gently stroked Bryn's forehead.
"Bryn," she said almost
unwillingly.
"What a lovely name. Is it
not a lovely name, Katie dear?" Katie ran over from where ever wherever
she'd been watching the scene unfold and kneeled down beside Bryn on the
opposite side of Melusine.
"Oh yes, it's beautiful.
It's such a pretty name." Katie seemed breathless with wonder. Her
eagerness to please her mistress echoed in her every word.
"Bryn, lovely Bryn, we need
you to help us. Do you want to help us?" The witch traced her fingers over
Bryn's lips and along her jaw. She knew, as Bryn was aware since she'd written
her this way, that her ability to seduce even with a touch was a part of who
she was. Melusine was very good at getting what she wanted. Bryn decided that
the only way out was to stop resisting and play along.
"Yes, Iˈll help you."
She looked deeply into Melusine's eyes and let her thoughts of her apparent
want and desire to help the witch rise to the surface of her being. Melusine
read the signals as Bryn hoped she would and smiled. She held Bryn's gaze and
commanded Katie to untie Bryn's bonds. Katie reached under her back and quickly
freed her wrists from the rope. Bryn pulled her arms out from behind her back
and laid them flat on the floor. Katie took one of Bryn's hands and gently
massaged her wrist. She kissed her hand softly and nibbled at her fingers.
It was then that Bryn realized she
was in trouble. She was trying to play along, to just pretend to become a pawn
for Melusine to toy with, but she found herself fighting hard not to be taken
in by these seductive women. She closed her eyes and tried to rid herself of
the effect the witch and Katie were having on her body by focusing on why she
was in her story in the first place.
Melusine took her resistance to mean
fear. "Do not be afraid, my dear. Katie and I will take very good care of
you." Melusine then leaned down and kissed Bryn fully on her lips. Bryn
had never had an encounter of even a remotely sexual nature with a woman
before. She had let the thought of it cross her mind from time to time, but she
assumed in that in reality it wouldn't be to her liking, but she was wrong. The
kiss was heavenly. Melusine moved her mouth over Bryn's softly and tenderly.
Soon her sweet tongue gently licked Bryn's lips, and then entered her mouth.
Bryn experimentally entwined her tongue with hers and opened her mouth wide,
inviting the witch in deeper.
The kiss became more fevered. Bryn
sensed that Melusine was enjoying it as much as she was. She took her free
hand, the hand Katie wasn't suckling, and ran it through the witch's silky
curtain of hair. Melusine gently ran her hands over Bryn's breast. She pinched
her nipples through her T-shirt. Bryn moaned in approval and in turn moved her
hand down the witch's neck to the center of her breasts. She resisted for a
second, then ran her hand over the silky material of Melusine's dress. Her
breasts were full and subtle. She forced her tongue into the witch's mouth even
further and squeezed her breast. Melusine sighed and pulled away.
"You're enjoying this, aren't
you, Bryn…just how far do you want us to go?"
Bryn grabbed onto Melusine's hair,
pulling the witch back down. "As far as you want to go, my lady." She
licked at the witch's lips.
You definitely nailed Melusine's character to a T. She gave me shivers!
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