Gotta calm down here!

 This time of year I get too wrapped up in politics, even though I know my distress won't make a difference in the vote. But the atmosphere is so strident, and one's friends are so split in opinions. I try to keep out of it. Eveyone's mind is now made up, and in fact quite a few have voted. I just pray for less dissension and some common sense.

 

.Forbidden Pursuit, my newest elf book,  is just around the corner. This tells the story of two sons of Lars, the hero in book one. All the family have the sexy, pointed elves' ears, although this picture doesn't show it too clearly.

"Brielle threw back her head and used one hand to smooth her heavy hair from her laughing face.

“Arden, you frightened me. Oh, and you’re right. C’est merveilleuse. Swimming nude is so wonderful, I doubt I’ll ever want to put my suit on again.”

“You won’t have to if you marry me. We can always swim like this. Together. As much as you want.”

She started to answer, and then reared back to look into his eyes.

“You’re serious, aren’t you? But we haven’t known each other long enough for you to feel certain of what you’re saying.”

“Haven’t we?” His voice was rough as grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She clung to his shoulders, her eyes shocked but curious and intrigued. His scorching kiss widened her eyes even further, but she made no move except to tighten her hold on his neck.

Arden hadn’t planned what he did next, it was simply the only thing in the world he could do. He indulged in the kisses they both enjoyed, kissing her face, her lips, and finally her breasts. She gave a little gasp, clinging to him tightly and squeezed her legs around him. Kissing her all the while, he lifted her nude body and let it slowly slide down on his fully erect cock. Brielle started to push him away, but his hot kisses seemed irresistible to her, and she kissed him back with ardency even as he continued his slow entry. She didn’t protest, in fact she clung to him with innocent ardor. Once his cock was fully seated in her tight vagina, he took over, kissing her with an abandoned passion he’d not allowed himself before. He lifted her body up and down, slowly at first. The knowledge he was finally possessing her pushed him over the edge much too quickly, swallowed his shout and letting his head drop the top of her hair.

And now an excerpt from Stormy:

She deliberately raised her elfin ears so they were more visible. To make sure he understood, she swept her blonde hair from her face.

Max stared at her in fascination. “You’re an elf as well as your father. Do you know those ears only add to your beauty? May I touch one?”

His reverent tone destroyed any resistance she had, and she moved to his arms. He seemed consumed with wonder as he kissed the tip of each ear, gently as if they were jewels beyond compare.

“I was so afraid they’d repel you,” she muttered against his strong chest.

He shook his head, fingering her hair and ears with a sweetly reverent touch. Then the attraction between them caught fire in relentless passion and they both exploded. He captured her lips with possessive greed as they clung to the other and learned the glories of each other’s body. His hands trembled as they roamed over her, cupping her breasts first, then moving down her as if he seemed to want to savor every curve. He explored her body quickly but thoroughly, lingering over her curved hips, then moving his large hands over to her stomach. Quinn’s body quivered beneath his touch."

 

Conclusion: Elves are much more fun than politics!