Gabrielle Prevot weaves a mythology where there are "no male or female angels, only futanari," created to guard the souls of mankind. There are drawbacks to her truth, however, as pleasure is denied our futanari protectors, a fact that sets Celia and Ahjia at odds with their Ereim rulers . . . and sets them up for a demonic kidnapping.
It all starts as a very sweet story of first love and sexual discovery, with a pair of futanari angels who experience pleasure for the first time in each other's arms. It is messy, and kinky, and oh-so-very hot, but there is also an innocence to it that makes for a delightful read. It gets darker with the introduction of Dhelia and the other demons, especially with the hints as to Ahjia's role in things, but those answers are not to be found in this first volume.
Instead, the story shifts to Celia's erotic captivity, becoming incredibly sultry and thoughtful as, through her, are exposed to the second half of the mythology, that of the guardians, or the fallen. A fantastic first story that really has me anxious for more.
The tingle of a fingertip sliding along naked skin, the inviting shadow along the curve of a breast, warm breath along the skin just behind your ear, and the way words become images in our imagination...these are the things I love and love to write. For those who are unfamiliar with what I write - fair warning, my work is very explicit (naughty, dirty, wet, and filled with juicy scenes). The language, imagery, and stories that I write explore sexuality in graphic detail. They are a heady mix of character and erotic storyline. I make no apologies for their subject matter, I find it quite...stimulating and genuinely hope you do to.
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