#WIPITUP Wednesday – The End! #BDSM #Unorthodox Chemistry

wipitup.jpgHello there, WIPsters. I have some fantastic news (not sure if anyone reads these intro posts but just in case…) Two days ago I finally finished Unorthodox Chemistry. It will take helluva lot of editing until I whip it into something decent for reading but the hardest part is done, the first draft is finished. I’ll start editing these days and the outline of Book 3. I’m taking the weekend off so next week I’ll be missing from WIP IT UP Wednesday. Hopefully, in about two weeks time I’ll be back with snippets from Unorthodox Union. Now, normally I’d post something from the last chapters I’ve written. Since I don’t want to spoil the ending and what becomes of Thomas and Lina I’ll share with you a little something from the mid point of the book. Enjoy it. 🙂 And while we’re speaking this week I also had a new book release, a small novella about Thomas’ beginning as a Dominant. Feel free to check it out. 

Unorthodox Chemistry is Book 2 of The Unorthodox Trilogy, a sequel to Unorthodox Therapy. Unless life gets in the way I should finish it by the end of October and it will go live by February 18th, 2018. The cover is temporary.

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The ballerina was so focused on her performance she didn’t realize how she found herself among the red forest spirits. One of the fiery shadows moved to her with a tango step and wrapped an arm around her slender waist. My eyes were focused on the woman in white and for a moment it was as if I heard her soft moan in my head. The dark haired one moved her lips to the trembling dancer’s neck and bit her. One of her friends crept behind the ballerina and ran her hands down her breasts.

Soon the three shadows fully surrounded her, closing the space around her, touching her sensitive body and coaxing moans of passion out of her. She kept trying to dance her way out of the circle but the more she struggled and arched her body the closer the three spirits were getting. One of them pushed her fingers in her mouth while the other was undoing the tight bun. Waves of pale auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders as she cried out, helpless, frightened and fully surrendering to the vicious, sensual attacks. Her nimble figure slowly relaxed under the teasing hands and moved in synchrony with their wicked touch.

I was watching her from below and yet at that moment I was her, I experienced every feather like touch and every rough hair pull, all her fear, desire and pent up needs. The heat between my legs grew unbearable. I pressed my thighs together but never took my eyes off the nymph on the stage as the shadows played with her breasts and flowing hair, making her lay back in their embrace.

The fiery women picked her body up and carried her like a trophy, laughing at her futile attempts to release herself. She was trembling and bending her body, her toes curled as if she was still dancing. Her struggle and their sensual captivity entranced me so much I missed the appearance of the tall man in black.

The music decreased to a soft murmur as he moved closer to the forest nymphs. He was stepping forward with all the dignity of a king and a perfectly still expression. The large hall echoed with the quiet yet haunting click clack of his leather boots. His hair was as long as that of the ravenous women but it was tied and flowed down his back, dark as his clothes and the forest behind.

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That’s all for today. WIP IT UP Headquarters is waiting for you with more teasers and snippets.

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